A frightening look into what happens when you feel smothered.
|Breathing is natural. Breathing is necessary. When you don't breathe you die. But what happens when you dream of not breathing? That's what happened to me.
i was trying to sleep. i thought I succeeded. Then I felt smothered. I mean truly felt I was dying. Spiderwebs were above me and all around me, They threatened me. They came closer and closer. I tried to breathe. i found that I couldn't. I writhed in bed, trying to force myself to breathe. The darkness was all around me. The little breath I could muster was more and more rapid. I could feel my heartbeat double and even triple but instead of helping me to breathe, I felt it going away. The darkness was coming. If it continued, I would die.
I woke up. I forced myself to wake up. I didn't want to. I wanted to sleep, but instead of sleeping, I was dying. I looked around. My room was normal but something had happened. My room seemed like a lighted mausoleum, a lighted grave. I left this grave for now, knowing I would have to come back to it later.
I hoped that this was a one-time thing, an aberration. i hoped it was the sun making my room stuffy and too hot. I hope.