I used to love these threads on reddit. I’ll go first.

This one is kinda mundane and is most likely a hypnogogic/pompic hallucination but it used to happen A LOT when I was younger and I kinda realised earlier that it’s been a long time since I last noticed it.

So from about the onset of puberty till my early mid twenties, at least a few times a month I’d be falling asleep, drifting in and out of sleep, or even woken up by- my bed shaking.

Usually it was a steady-ish rumble, almost like being on a train, but like 1/10 times I’d wake up to my bed rocking like someone was shaking it.

It scared me a few times when it was particularly violent, but as I freeze up when scared I’d just be lying there terrified, wondering why the fuck this was happening and hoping the bed didn’t start squeaking. Usually when this shaking happened though it was just a thing I noticed, filed away as a curiosity, and tried to go back to sleep.

This happened in probably every place I lived (which was a lot of places as I was moving like 2 or 3 times a year most years from about 11 till 16, then less so as I got older) and mostly around the south east of England. And I very rarely lived on a main road with heavy vehicles on it or by railways either, so it wasn’t environmental. We do get the occasional very minor earthquake here every ten years or so, and it’s a similar feeling!

  • zlatiah@lemmy.world
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    2 days ago

    I don’t know if this is spooky, fucked up, or just really funny (in my twisted sense of humor)

    In college. I was a workaholic and didn’t sleep a lot, and I lived in a student dorm (layout was like a hotel, each student had their individual room) that was fairly well-liked by upperclassmen. Anyways there’s a random girl I know outside of class with a friend group. Generally a bright and upbeat person, quite well put-together, also an international student, etc…

    There was one night when I was just passed out on my dorm bed. And at 3am in the morning, I saw that particular girl standing in front of my dorm room with the door open. Crying, being really sad and all… Later was escorted away by the RA.

    What I still couldn’t comprehend is… First of all, why the heck was my door unlocked. Second of all, why was this random person standing in front of my door. Did she want anything from me. Also later I never heard from that girl again, what happened to her