Meeting Mister Shadow Body: another poem about sleep paralysis

Twenty years ago,
emerging from a dream
(now long forgotten),
awake but frozen –
yes, paralyzed!
(except for my eyes) –
I saw him pacing
in the hall, a phantom,
3-D silhouette,
Mister Shadow Body.
I was not scared then.
Terror came later
as he returned again
again again again.
Because Shadow Body
sightings are just
misfirings in my brain,
the more I learned
about evil,
the more evil he became.

Yes, I wrote another poem about sleep paralysis. Don’t worry, it hasn’t been bad lately, thanks to … ROSIE! At night, she scares the monsters away.

Obligatory science: During the REM cycle, when people dream, “Hypnopompic

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A Haunting From The Past :D

Spooky alert! I was Skyping with my mom tonight, when this happened:

Mom
‎11‎:‎48‎ ‎PM
So, today I got a weird email from the person who now owns our Tex home (note – we lived in this house for 3 years when I was a teen)…. she & her husband wanted to know if we ever experienced anything strange at the home because her 6 yr old apparently has.‏

me
‎11‎:‎49‎ ‎PM
What kind of weird things?

Mom
‎11‎:‎50‎ ‎PM
Oooooooo, oooooooo‏
She did not explain.‏ She just introduced herself then asked if we had.‏

We have a mystery, Watson! I hope the new family didn’t pull up the living room floorboards, because my brother and I hid secret notes under them. Nothing scary, though. I think? It’s hard to remember. Would Teen Little Badger put spooky notes under the floorboards? Oh dear …