It happened for past seven years ago,
when I still wore my junior high uniform and still acted like an elementary
child. Dressed in a nerd way, a skirt was under knees, and a uniform was put in
a skirt. I did all my tasks and submitted on time. I wrote what my
teacher said in a small blue notebook, like a diary, in case I would forget. Preparing
lessons for tomorrow then put books inside my bags every
night. I went to one of a private school in a big city with a nun as a
headmaster. She is such a kind person with a bright personality.
I
was not a smart and diligent student, just an average student, but I was an
easy going girl. I could talk to everyone in my school. My parents knows all my
friends and my best friends. There was a difference between two type of my
friends. I just talked with friends in a school and my best friends stayed
overnight talk a random story. I was happy as I am but it was changed because
of something happened that night.
My
mom always asks me to sleep early, so that I can wake up early in the next day.
I obeyed her order and studied again in the morning. One night, I should finish
my homework and it made me stay until late. It was about a half past eleven
when I decided to sleep. I was awakened. A nightmare. Someone tried to catch me
and I was afraid. I decided to sleep again. When I was sleep, actually I was
not sure I was really sleep or not.
Something
upon my body. It pushed me. I could not move my body. I do not know what is it.
I could not open my eyes widely but i could see a situation in my room. I could
see my mom slept beside me. I need my mom to wake me up, but I could not make
my hands of feet move, instead screamed. It feels like my soul would leave my
body. The more I tried to rebel it, the more it against me. This time I tried
to budge. I let it did what it would happen to me. Unexpectedly, it gone. I
could open my eyes and reach my mom’s hand and woke her up. I told my mom what
had happened to me. She asked me to pray before I sleep again. I did it and
woke in the morning. It did not happen once or twice. It often happened. It always
made me afraid went to sleep. I was afraid it would come again and wondered I
could not awake again in the morning.was a terrible one, seemed
like I could not handle it anymore.
“Mmphhh...” I could hear my voice. Trying to scream but I
could not. I gave up on it. It gone. I prayed Hail Mary and I fell asleep.
“Mmphhh...” It came again. This one was
stronger than the first one. It seemed like it would pull my soul from my body.
I
was very eerie.
I
could not move my lips. At least I tried to make a noisy because I knew I could
not reach my mom. It failed. I prayed. I mentioned God’s name, but it did not
work. I was really tired of this. I gave up on it again, I let it won over me.
It gone.
I
woke my mom up and told what had happened to me. She held my hand and asked me
to pray and went sleep after that. It was not the end. A nightmare. Something long
without legs and big. It was scaly and brown. It came out from my mouth but it
was really hard to make it out from my mouth, because it moved really slow and
made my throat became sore.
I woke up once again. Sit upon my bed
and started to pray to God. I asked to blessed me, protected me, and never left
me. I told Him that I was really afraid and need Him.