This happened to me when I was around 7 or so. The whole experience is hard to grasp, and even harder to explain, but I'll do my best.

I was staying at my dad's place, sleeping in bed. All of a sudden I wake up, with this REALLY wierd feeling going on. I can't explain what it felt like, or even where it felt, all I know is that it was REALLY uncomfortable. The best two words I can give it is the Swedish word "skrovlig", which translates to either one of these: "rough, rugged, raucous, harsh, abrasive", and a feeling of uncomfortable softness, like cotton! These two combined, and maybe some sort of "buzzing" to it; a horrible feeling, trust me. I remember going into my dad's bedroom screaming: "can't you see, can't you see it?!" But they (he and my plastic mom) couldn't see anything, and when I think of it, neither did I. I think "seeing" was my way of trying to translate the feeling into an existing physichal sense; e.g. sight.

The worst thing about it was that in whichever way I tried to make it go away, it really wouldn't. It was so intence, horrific and untouchable that it amazes me still today. I can still remember the feeling of it, although luckily not as intense as that one time...

Anyway, I find it really hard describing this, and even understanding it myself. Has ANYONE had this or a similar experience? What the hell was it?!

Haha, I think I'm gonna start a rock band and give it the name in this post's title, so original...