I was possessed last night. I think, anyway. I was staring at my wall, minding my own when I was driving on a freeway, exiting. In the middle of the exit was a person on the road, looking as if they had been hit. I got out to investigate. They were moving, writhing in agony, but unresponsive to my comments. Weird, I am still awake looking at my wall too. A little kid watching us points out that the person wasn’t hit, he/she fell. I look around and see more people around and more falling from the sky. I was probably in the beginnings of that sleep paralysis cause after the little “dream” left, I couldn’t move at all, and my head felt like it was gonna explode. Literally felt like my brain was put into my skull backwards and was not fitting anymore, then it slowly rotated from the front to the back and all the fiery hate and rage (that wasn’t mine, so i could not understand) dissipated. Then I had to pee.
