Help Me!

Help me!

I can't move. 

It was just a few hours ago when I laid down on my sectional sofa.  There were no plans to sleep in the early afternoon.  Jet lag does that to you.  That and adorable grandchildren, family events and getting little sleep.  I never sleep well away from home. 

This dream has happened before.  It always begins the same way.  But this time I felt awake.  I must have been in a deep sleep pattern.  Everything feels on high alert now.  It doesn't make sense as I just returned from a wonderful weekend at a family wedding.  Love was flowing everywhere.  To me.  People was so very glad to see me.  It felt incredible.  It was incredible.

I didn't sleep well last night.  It was better than the night before in the zen-like hotel which I called home for three nights.  But I always hear things others do not.  My hearing is highly sensitive.  The night my grandson was born, I heard his first cries from the other end of the labor and delivery floor.  Through two sets of steel doors.  It just works that way for me.  Always.

I had left the front door open to my home today.  I wanted to listen to the chorus of birds.  I sat down for a few minutes pulling the quilt over me.  I do not remember falling asleep or even closing my eyes.  Fast asleep for about 90 minutes, I could hear footsteps in my house.  It seemed as they were behind me.  Then I felt someone pulling my hair across my face.  Twice.  I could not open my eyes.  They simply would not open.  I tried this for ten minutes.  Nothing.  It was as they were paralyzed.  But this time, I did not cry out for help as I have in the past.  I was on my own.  Always.

I even pulled my eyelids apart straining to see.  Still nothing.  I felt a presence behind me.  A familiar presence.  Then I felt an arm. I reached to touch their wrist.  All of a sudden my eyes open and I became aware. 

It was someone I knew who understood my psychic abilities.  They had been committing fraud and were afraid I might turn them in.  They said they came to intimidate me.

"Whatever you did is on your conscious," I said.

"I am merely your mirror. I have absolutely no stake in the outcome of this."

The man seemed comfortable with this.  I heard his footsteps leave me.

I awakened a bit rattled.  Tired.  Exhausted. Suddenly the paralysis ended with my eyes.  I got up slowly.  Cautiously. I walked carefully toward the front door which I just locked.  It was more than odd that the dogs were not beside me.  I looked around the front of the house for my dogs. 

The dogs were sitting by the garage door as if under command.  I walked toward them and they calmly sat in front of me.  This never happens.

For now, the house is vacant.  Something is in the air.