To start off this story, let me tell you that I'd like to write story in english, not trying to be cool or something but because it help me to improve my grammar and skill. So for every grammar nazi out there, feel free to correct me.

Lets start with some background. My room was a mess, so many junk even sometimes rats running arround. The junk is my mother's stuff so I don't have gut to move it, she's gonna mad if I get rid off it. The lights was dim, just 5 watt old light bulp. I think the light of candle is brighter than my room light bulp. Ever since I was about five years old, maybe before but I don't really remember, I've had multiple forms of Parasomnia. I know most people talk in their sleep, but I would get multiple other forms of parasomnia.

First it was something like form of fabric, kind of white sheet. When I was just kid, i remember there was white flying sheet above my bed. Usually, it's showed up arround midnight, sometimes at 9 or 10 PM. It's just floating around, above my head. I think it wasn't sleep paralysis, because I still be able to move, even sit down on my bed . When I ask my mother about it, she just told me to ignore it, she told me it's just a dream. But for me it's too real for a dream, I can see it when I wide awake. For a couple year, it's harmless, and I'm not afraid at all. I was starting to feel like I could really get a hold of these things, until that one night when I got sick. 

It's move rapidly and fast, completely different than usual. It's moves smoothly in general, like blown by the wind. But that night, it's like hit by tornado circling above my bed. After a couple minute, the worst part happen, It's wrapped me tightly like tortilla wrapped burrito, from head to toe. It's feel like thick and heavy blanket, the second incident feel like a mattress.

Panic attacks started, I can't breathe, I can't move my hand and my feet, just like a fish out of the water. I'm crying and start scream from the top of my lungs, calling my mother. Fortunately, my mother came charging into my room, huge me and calm me down as this thing loosen it's self and disappear. My mother think I had a nightmare.

This thing did the same thing, wrapped me, at least twice after the first incident, and always when I was sick. I don't know what it is, but after I'm in 3rd grade school, it's never show up again.