This happened when I was around 16 or 17 years old, at nightime. I was sleeping and I was dreaming. It was a silly dream about Ciceron, the roman guy who was a great lawyer at Rome. I had read a novel about him and that's why I was dreaming that. But the important thing is not the dream.
I suddenly woke up, for no reason. The dream was abruptly interrupted, just like that. I noticed, horrified, that I couldn't move a single finger. I was paralized so I got scared but neither could talk. I was looking at the ceiling and a thin blanket and my sheet were covering me, the middle of my face covered too because I like it that way. My heart started beating so fast because I felt something weird. It was like a danger was near, I felt thrilled, I don't know how to describe that sensation.
The sheet and the blanket started to slide from my face, slowly but constant. I remember it so clearly, the cloth caressing the skin of my face as it went down to the foot of the bed. I tried to scream but I couldn't. I tried to move desperately with all my strength but it didn't work. Sort of a weak cry was the only thing that came out of my mouth when I tried to call my sister A. The fabric was above my chest when I could move. I grabbed my blankets and pulled them up, because something was holding them at the end of the bed, and covered my head.
I was paralized again. The same thing started, the cloth sliding from my head. I was terrified and baffled at the same time. I was asking to myself "why me?!". A brother of mine had suffered the same thing it was happening to me so that's why I was thinking that. I thought I was safe, because from all the weird events that occasionally happened at my home, none of them occurred to me. Several seconds later, when the cloth was by my chest again, I moved and succeed on calling my sister who was sleeping on the twin bed besides mine. She didn't woke up but the phenomenon stopped, it didn't happened again. I covered again and did not want to raise from my bed to turn on the lights. I was completely terrified and a lot of time passed. Well, for me it was like hours and days. I fell asleep on that period.
This is my story and I can assure you it wasn't a dream. My brother G experienced the same thing as me and some other strange things tends to happen at my house. Since that night, I fold the blankets under my feet when I go to sleep in a manner of protecting me.