Sleep Paralysis, Demi Arriaga Felix

Demi Arriaga Felix, Class of 2024

Sleep Paralysis

I saw a bridge across the road; it looked so deserted and lonely. As I slowly approached it I couldn't help but feel like I was slowly losing breath, my lungs were giving up on me. I ran as fast as I could to the bridge as it gave me some sort of comfort somehow, but every step became harder and harder to take. When I finally reached the beginning of the bridge, it felt as if I was inhaling fire. I stepped onto the bridge. I woke up. I was awake, but couldn't move. The weight of running to the bridge was upon me again. As if the entire bridge was on my chest, suffocating me.