Hey all, I'm Donna. And I'm Carrie.

And we are paranormal chicks.

Sinister sightings 339.

Okay, the first one.

Sinister sightings, sleep paralysis, and nightmares.

Hey, ladies, I'd like to start out by saying that we're not in the rental anymore.

Thank God.

But almost all of the sleep paralysis stories happened there. Since moving in the rental anymore, thank God, but almost all of the sleep paralysis

stories happened there. Since moving in with my husband last year, I've been having

sleep paralysis when he's not in bed with me when I wake up. Not always, but enough I've noticed

the pattern. The first time this happened, my husband was called into work on a weekend. I woke up

when he left and went back to sleep. When I woke up again, I saw my husband at the end of our bed bent over like he was trying to shoe or petting one of our cats, but he looked wrong. It looked like his torso was elongated. If I could see his head, it would have been touching his shoes. I did not marry

Gumby, and my husband has a multitude of back problems, so the folded lawn chair position is not

possible for him. I noted it as odd, but I shrugged it off, assuming he had left something important

and was back to get it. When I really woke up, I texted him and asked if he had come back home after he left for work, and he said he had left something important and was back to get it. When I really woke up,

I texted him and asked if he had come back home after he left for work, and he said he hadn't.

My next experience was another case where my husband had been called out on a weekend,

and my sleepy ass wasn't ready to get up yet, so I went back to sleep. This time, I woke up on my back and couldn't move anything but my eyes.

Nothing looked at a place in our room, but I could hear talking coming from our bathroom.

As the talking continued, I heard footsteps walk from one end of our room to the other.

It was like something was pacing, but I couldn't see anyone.

I had this terrible feeling that whatever it was was evil

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