The worst I ever had was when I was a young teenager. It was a very slow moving dream of just a man walking down the hallway toward my room. It was very dark so all you can see is his silhouette, it was a very classic noir-bad-guy silhouette with a fedora and everything. He walked slowly down the hall, but instead of entering my room he turned at the last minute and enters my little sisters' room. Then I woke up I freaked out and ran into their room and basically collapsed into tears because I was so glad no-one was in there with them. I ended up sleeping in the hallway the rest of the night. Also I still have a reoccurring nightmare about being chased in circles around a coliseum by lions. That one sucks.
What a badass. Good on ya for looking out for your sister.I ended up sleeping in the hallway the rest of the night.
Did it seem almost real? sounds like Sleep Paralysis. I had it bad twice before, one time I was just lying in bed facing the wall, and a hard, cold hand reached over my shoulder and dragged me down the bed. It was terrifying because it was life-like but I couldn't even move, or scream in response. For some reason, as I'm getting Sleep Paralysis, my Tensor typani muscles make a vibrating noise similar to the one you hear just before something bad happens in horrors. One time I had Sleep Paralysis while under my covers, so the rumbling sound was interpreted as ruffling above me, coupled with the fact I couldn't move led to a very strong hallucination of one of those crawlers from Black Ops 2 trying to tear through my sheets, I tried to scream, but it just made thing worse.
I remember on a couple occasions experiencing waking up and not being able to move right away, taking almost a minute to finally be able to move and having some mild panic attacks because of it. I've always associated that with Sleep Paralysis, but I don't recall it being similar to that. At the time I remember being quite scared, but looking back I've always thought the figure seemed comical, almost cartoon-like. But maybe that was some weird coping mechanism.