Still gives me goose bumps even now
When I was about 5 or 6 I shared a bedroom with my brother, who's a couple of years older than me. We had beds that you could get underneath, rather than divan-type, so when I was woken up by being bounced up and down rather violently it was as if someone was under my bed kicking the springs really hard. I assumed it was my brother so I asked him to stop. I then looked across to his bed and there he was in his bed, asking sleepily what I was on about. And there was me still bouncing up and down. It freaked me out something rotten and I went to my parents' room to see if I could sleep with them (they declined). I know it was real, definitely didn't dream it but I have no explanation at all.
( shrinking man Been away a while, time I ventured back, Sat 5 Jul 2008, 14:44, Reply)