On occasion, I'll wake up from a dream blind, shaking, terrified, and unable to move. This has happened to me a few times, probably around six that I can remember. |
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On occasion, I'll wake up from a dream blind, shaking, terrified, and unable to move. This has happened to me a few times, probably around six that I can remember. |
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you were probably experiencing a false awakening. I have fallen asleep in a vehicle and and opened my eyes and tried to move my arms and thought they did, however when I awoke they were right where they started. now its not exactly your story but its a bit close, So I 'll assume that is what you experienced. |
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Kind of, except as I was moving them, I saw my arms staying still. I could move my arms, and feel things around me, but I couldn't see them move. |
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You were partially dreaming and experiencing tactile sensations from the dream. |
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Hmm, this is fascinating... I think this is the explanation I've been searching for to explain a long period of time in which I experienced this almost every single night. For me, though, I would always emerge from some other dream and find myself kneeling, kind of in the fetal position, on the floor. It was always in the one spot, facing the window, too. There would be the large weight of a frog (I'm not entirely sure where that comes from... xD) on my back, and I'd be terrified. That would usually only last what felt like five or ten minutes at most, and then I'd find myself either falling straight asleep and waking up the next morning in that same position (which did wonders for my posture and knees... >_>) or waking up right away, upset and sore from being in that position, then climb back into bed, and go back to sleep again. =P |
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My god, that sounds horrible! |
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And thank you, drewmandan. |
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man... i wonder how in the hell you got into that position in the first place... thats really really weird. really weird. wow. weirdo!! haha |
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Yeah, Beeyahoi, it was pretty awful. I think I experienced this for a period of at least a few months, every single night; then for the next few years on random nights once in a while. I would have been about seven or eight at the time it started. Luckily I was over it by the time I got a bunk-bed, LOL. |
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