“Are you so willing to throw your life away?”

I was meditating one night before going to sleep, when I saw a giant eye in my head. Being curious, and the fact that I have never seen anything before while doing this, I “moved” towards it. As I got to the edge, I heard a voice from both inside and outside my head, that asked, “Are you so willing to throw your life away?” I sat bolt upright, eyes wide open and fully awake, but there was nothing else.

Two weeks later I was sleeping, and woke up suddenly a little after 3. Like, from a dead sleep to wide fucking awake. I looked around my room and noticed a shadow in the corner across from my bed. I turned on the light and it was a human sized…thing? Like a three dimensional shadow. Stood up, blinked a few times, walked over to it, and examined it a bit closer.

After determining that I wasn’t imagining it, I backed out of my room and went into the bathroom. Took a piss, washed my face, and made damn sure I was awake. Went back into my room, and it was still there. Laid down, turned the light off, looked directly at it and said, “I need to go to sleep now. I won’t be able to if you stay there, so could you go away?” Thing faded away, but there was no way I was sleeping after that.

Don’t know if the two were related, but I always felt they were. Still freaks me out at night though.

Sleep driving, waking up bloody

So, at last years’ Relay for Life at around 2-3 A.M., I was sitting with my friends and I must have doze off. I usually can’t sleep and at this moment I’ve been awake for over 48 hours. I guess I was sleep walking but my friends recall me getting up, mumbling something, and stumbling away. They thought I was just getting something from my car and coming back. I recall waking up at the parking lot close to my car, laying on the ground. As I get up, I take very small steps all the way to my car, and black out again. I constantly wake up in my car, in the middle of different roads, as my car is slowly rolling forward or parked. I live around 20 minutes away from the event, but I made it home at my house around 4 hours since I got up away from my friends, so at around 6 somethin in the morning. When I woke up in my bed, I was covered in blood and scratches, but my car was in perfect condition, so I did not get into a crash. The following days I asked everyone I was with for the night if they recall me doing anything but nobody knows what happened or how I’m alive. Sleep walking is a bitch.