I was wondering if anyone had a similar experience. When I was a child I would often wake up, pinned to my bed, while a dark shadow pushed me into the matress and tried to smother me. I would pray for help, and a voice would tell me that I was OK and everything would go back to normal. The shadow was so evil; I could just feel it's hate for me. It happened countless times in the same house.

It stopped when I moved to a new house. It has never happened again. What was that thing? Or was it just a phase that I outgrew? Something in my young developing mind.