A short story about being paralyzed:
The sweat beads off of my forehead, slowly trickling down the side of my face to stop briefly and get caught up by my hair, only to procede with agonizing slowness to the top of my ear, stalling momentarily yet once again, before it slides down the back of my head and onto the already soaked pillow beneath me....
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The sweat beads off of my forehead, slowly trickling down the side of my face to stop briefly and get caught up by my hair, only to procede with agonizing slowness to the top of my ear, stalling momentarily yet once again, before it slides down the back of my head and onto the already soaked pillow beneath me....
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Is this about sleep paralysis? I used to get that every night myself.