“Let me preference this by saying I have frequent sleep paralysis so I’m pretty used to the effects. Also, I’m in my 30’s and generally a rational adult.
We were staying in a resort hotel, the kind with an indoor waterpark and fun kids’ stuff. It was our first night and the sleeping arrangements were, my husband with our middle son, myself with our daughter and our youngest son in a crib at the foot of my bed.
I woke up facing the alarm clock which read 2:00am. I rolled over and saw what looked like the head and upper torso of an old woman floating over near the ceiling, over my youngest’s crib. Her body faded away just below her chest. She was just staring at my little boy.
I sat up and she turned toward me with the ugliest, angriest expression I’ve ever seen. Her mouth opened wide and I felt, rather than heard, a scream. Then she launched toward me and I slammed back. I couldn’t move, I had full body pins-and-needles, and it felt like I was being forced out of my body.
I fought back with all the stuff you use to wake out of sleep paralysis (trying to move a finger, or a foot, focusing on ‘this isn’t real, wake up’) I threw in some prayer for good measure. After what felt like ten minutes, I regained control and could move again. The old lady wasn’t there, as far as I could tell. There was no way in hell I was going back to sleep, so I grabbed my phone and glanced at the alarm clock. It read 6:00am. What ever happened felt like a few minutes but lasted four hours.
I have never experienced anything like that before or since. It still freaks me out.”