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It’s Better this Way

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Please post this anonymously if possible. I haven’t told anyone about this because it unsettles me to even think about it & I’m not completely certain I wasn’t just dreaming (or experiencing sleep paralysis, which seems likelier) but here it goes.

I woke up one morning, as I often do, to my boyfriend shuffling around the room as he prepared to leave for work. It was early & I was sleepy, but I prefer to stay awake at least long enough to say goodbye before he heads off.

After gathering his jacket & shoes, he sat on the edge of the bed and tucked the blanket around me. “Alright, I’m leaving now,” he said before kissing my forehead & nose as always. “See you later.”

I mumbled my goodbye & watched, bleary-eyed & squinting hard (I wasn’t wearing my contacts), as he left.

Some time later, I awoke to the sound of his familiar shuffle around the room. I immediately noticed how the lighting had (somehow?) changed from the bright, clear sunlight of a cloudless day to a warm, heavy glow. It was as if the entire room was washed in a hazy burnt orange filter. I don’t know if that makes any sense to anyone, but I distinctly remember how dense the light felt, how strange & orange everything was.

Being half-awake, I must have decided it was due to the fact that I had just woken up & I hadn’t put my contacts in yet.

I realized that my boyfriend had returned, perhaps because he’d forgotten something. I greeted him, but kept my eyes closed because he’d be gone again soon & I was still going to get an hour or two of rest.

After a few minutes he made his way to the window on wall furthest from the door & began pulling the heavy curtains closed. I told him to leave them open because I’m afraid of the dark & they block out most of the sunlight even during the middle of the day. I didn’t want to be alone in the dimly-lit room when he left again for work.

“It’s better this way,” he said.

Apparently the absurdity of that statement & the fact that he was saying it to me didn’t register then because I didn’t think anything of it in that moment. “Please don’t close them,” I told him. “You know I’m afraid of the dark.”

“It’s better this way,” he said again as one side of the curtain dropped. The room got a little darker. “It’s better this way.”

That’s when the feeling of unease finally hit me. My eyes snapped open & they immediately landed on whoever? whatever? it was, crouched right next to the bed. It resembled my boyfriend in stature, but its limbs were far too long & it didn’t have hair or eyebrows. Its skin sagged on its face, as if it was melting off its frame.

It was bent over just slightly, long hands on its jutting knees, staring at me with a wide, twitching grin. Its face was a few centimeters from mine, distorted as if I was looking at it through a fishbowl, & its jaw was clenched so hard I could hear its teeth grinding against each other.

I know my mouth dropped open because I remember the big exhale of air that comes with a scream, but no sound came out. I strained so hard that my lungs felt like they were collapsing, but, again, no sound. I couldn’t move my body, couldn’t even close my eyes to stop seeing it.

I panicked then, started hyperventilating & passed out.

When I came to, both curtains were drawn. I practically flung myself off the bed, grabbed my things & bolted for the door. Needless to say, I make sure I’m fully awake when my boyfriend leaves now & I don’t stay in the house alone.

James: 8/10 I’m pretty sure this was sleep paralysis but that is super vivid and unsettling, thank you! I looked up if curtains drawn means closed or open and it means both, so I guess we’ll never know if some entity closed the blinds or if they were already open.

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It’s Better this Way

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