The most frightening experience of my life.

I promise you this is not a troll post nor fake. I swear on my father. This is also not a dream. Everything I describe below is REAL LIFE

I am a guy with no irrational fears. Was afraid of ghosts and the dark as a kid. But those fears faded. Never even been afraid of death. Afraid of failure, sure. But who isnt...

I am currently in a terrified and paranoid state writing this. Every little sound I hear gives me goosebumps and scares me. If someone were to prank scare me right now I probably might die from shock, if it were possible to die from being scared.

I was browsing and posting on is it normal on my phone in bed. I remember reading some serious and intense topics. Then I went to sleep. That was 1:40am

Fast forward to 2:35am. I am standing in the hall, in complete darkness, unconscious. I realize my knees hurt because they are skinned and left shoulder hurts as if someone tried to pull my arm off. Or that i used my left arm to break my fall. As I gradually become conscious I realize from the echo in the walls that I had been screaming in a very "low pitched" voice. The kind of cheesy sounds you make trying to pretend you are a ghost. Except instead of boo, it was an incoherent and loud AHHHH.

As I finally regain full consciousness and control of my body the first thing I instinctively do is raise my hands and alert my roommate "It's me! It's <myname>! Dont worry! Please! It's me!" She stands startled, awake from her sleep, and speechless, in her room, beside her bed. By now she has turned on the light in her room. I am standing in darkness, in the hall, my eyes wide open. My comforter and pillow on the ground by my feet, and I am about 15 feet away from my bedroom. My chin feel wet and I realize it is my own saliva

For the record I have never done drugs, nor alcohol, not on any medication nor have I ever been

In the split seconds all this happened. My roommate thought I was having an electric shock, and that she had to try and disconnect/save me. In the split seconds that I got a hold of my senses I knew how frightening this moment was and tried to console her that everything was okay. Part of me was scared she would kill me because the moment was that fucking terrifying.

I then entered her room, the situation calmed down and I sat on her bed, stunned, but trying to make sense of what the fuck just happened. We laughed a little bit. The kind of laugh when you are confused but stunned and spooked. It was clear I had done all this in a state of panic. I dont remembed why, how, or what made me. We both figured I was panicked and trying to wake up, but couldnt.

It is 03:22am now. I am wide awake and teary eyed in my own room. I have college at 10am. Dont think I can sleep anymore. Im sure she is awake too. My room light is on. And although some vaseline has given my skinned knees some relief, I am still mentally disoriented and scattered.