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Three days ago I woke up at 8 AM and decided that I wanted to sleep one more hour, but I would do it on the livingroom sofa to catch the breeze that hits there in the morning. I wouldn't bother anyone because there was no one else home but my dog anyway. When I was half asleep I started to feel someone touching my hair. I wasn't fully processing it, it was like I was feeling it but didn't think much of it. Then it became more obvious, and I heard the sound of a hand moving. Like the friction when someone moves their fingers one against the other. It sounded so close and so real I suddenly realised there was something wrong. I tried to open my eyes as much as I could. I tried to move my head so I could see who was there. But I couldn't move and my eyes were barely open. I could feel two hands holding my head by its sides and I could almost see something at the edge of my field of vision. Then it stopped. I recovered control of my body and turned fast, but there was no one there. It was…

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