PLEASE WAKE UP

PLEASE WAKE UP

A Story by yuarian












7:45 am. I woke up in my bed and the sun is already up.

I wanted to get up but my eyes are still sleepy

I can barely open them

The voice of my sister and a knock on the door.

Calling me.


WAKE UP. She said with an irritated tone.

I can't get up like I'm somewhat paralyzed

My sister, who was angry at the time walked in to the room to wake me up

She told me to do the laundry.

I thought for a second that I was having a sleep paralysis so I remained calm, and wait until I wake up from it.

I've experiences sleep paralysis many times since I was 18, so whenever it happens now I know what to do; I don't panic,I need someone to move my body so I'll be able to wake up.

She shook my arms but it just moved like a jello.


WAKE UP.

I'm really confuse. Why hasn't I woken up yet?

What is happening?

I felt her fingers wrapped around my neck and telling me to wake up

She is strangling my neck. I couldn't breathe properly but I still hope to wake up any minute

I have asthma, I learned to modulate my breathing pattern so I won't panic from suffocation whenever it happens

She stopped after a minute then she turned my body around that I am facing down on my pillow.

This time, I can't breathe properly because I can't lift my face so I can still feel the air and away from the pillow that is somewhat suffocating me

She strangled my neck again. While the pillow is suffocating me.


WAKE UP.

I feel my heart will stop beating any minute now and my lungs are slowly shrinking

I really can't breathe anymore.

I guess this is how I die then

I closed my eyes while I feel every air in my lungs come out of me

For a minute, I felt like I'm already deep down in the ocean

Helpless.

Nothing is going on in my mind at this moment but accepting the reality of what's happening to me

This is weird. I should be panicking but instead I just calmly let it happen.


Suddenly, my eyes opened and I gasped for air.

I looked around and realized I was alone in the room. No one was strangling me

I touched my neck while thinking why it felt so real

I get up and go to the kitchen to have a coffee


What a nice day to start the morning...

© 2025 yuarian


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Added on April 3, 2025
Last Updated on April 3, 2025
Tags: shortstories, sleepparalysis, horror, luciddreaming

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yuarian
yuarian

Pandi, Bulacan, Philippines



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Hello, My name is Ariane. I am not really a good writer but I would like to share my thoughts here to help myself cope with anxiety/depression. I experience sleep paralysis and terrible nightmare.. more..

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