It asked me if I wanted to see its face
for context I'm a muslim but im not very religious but at the time this happened I was trying to become regular in my prayers so this scared the crap out of me
This incident took place back in december, I was home alone and my parents took my brother to the dentist they asked me If I wanted to come along but I insisted on staying home because I thought I'd stay at home and finish some chores
I marinated some chicken and went to take a small nap in my mother's room, it was maghrib (prayer time) and it was starting to get dark and cold so I turned the heater on and went to sleep, i slept for atleast 15 minutes or something before I woke up feeling uneasy I thought it was because of the heater so I turned it off and went to my room and unintentionally fell asleep there.
what happened next is something I still can’t fully comprehend. I remember feeling everything so vividly, yet I was still confused about whether I was actually awake or dreaming. Everything felt far too real to be a dream, to this day, I still can’t tell which parts were real and which were a dream.
I slept on my right side and I woke up to a weight besides me it was like someone was trying to get on top of me, it felt like that thing was glued to my side and I have experienced sleep paralysis before like a lot so I wasn't confused at first but then I realized I could move I moved my head and that's when that thing grabbed my hair from the behind and moved my head back into place, this was the first time something like this was happening to me and slowly the panic started settling in, at the same time that thing started talking to me aggressively and mocked me even though I couldn't understand what it said I knew it was mocking me, it spoke a mix of my language and some other language i do not know of. Even if I moved a single muscle on accident that thing would pull my hair and get even more closer to me and then it put it's face on the side of my neck and I could feel it's breath on my neck, it felt like it was trying to scare me into submission that I was totally under it's control
I lost bits of memory of that night but I do think that I tried reading duas that came to my mind but the way that thing was speaking messed my head up. At one point I started screaming for my brother and mother on the top of my lungs and I remember it saying "do you really think anyone's going to come for you, they won't ever come for you" something like that, and I genuinely did think that I was dying because my heart was beating out of my chest and I started reciting the shahadah
what happened after this was even more harrowing, it started asking me if I wanted to see its face and kept insisting that I turn around and see it's face and I nodded a small no and, now I know this might sound fake to some people but wallahi I have been through this living nightmare it asked me if it could put it's FUCKING leg on me wallahi I was praying for death at that moment and it became aggressive and I nodded yes, it slung it's leg on my leg and I caught a glimpse of it, it was like a dogs leg but weirdly long and hairy, my room was dark and there was only a single bulb lit in the hall outside so I could barely see it but I vividly remember the parts I saw, it took my hand and put it on it's leg and it felt like touching a rug, I wasnt even crying at this moment I was completely frozen waiting for my end
I think God decided to finally have mercy on me, my room is attached to the balcony, the balcony door is next to my bed, that thing started tweaking out, it quickly slithered to the floor and became a dog with human hands and started hitting the floor like it was getting tortured and finally escaped through the balcony door, now what I don't understand is I remember that the balcony door was locked so how the hell did that thing managed to open it is beyond me
After that happened I tried to move once again and I succeeded, I literally jumped from my bed, grabbed my phone and locked myself in the living rooms bathroom and called my mother crying hysterically, my heart was in my stomach and she told me to go sit in her room and turn the heater on because these things are scared of fire and heat and I did that, about 20 minutes later my mom came home and I told her everyhting in detail again, my brother went to check my bed and he told me there's a weird smell coming from the left corner of the bed, it smelled faintly of a man, at this point everyone in my house was shocked.
My parents took me to some Islamic scholars after all that happened but that's a whole other story, but thank god nothing happened after this incident, im still very conflicted about how real the whole experience was but nevertheless it traumatized me forever.