I do not remember the date but this incident goes back to the year 2019. After having dinner I went to bed. I share my room with my younger sister.  I watched an episode of Big bang theory on Netflix then turned off the lights, kept my phone on the table next to my bed, and tried sleeping. But after 10 or 15 min. I felt as if something was walking on my bed. I was wide awake. First I thought it might be my sister. Angrily I shouted," Why aren't you sleeping?" To which she replied, “What did I do?” I didn't think it was necessary to answer. but again after 2-3 min, I felt something moving. And this time I thought it would be my cat. She used to get on my bed slyly and then she would get into my quilt. But she would do all this during the daytime (I take a quick nap during day time). This was the first time it was happening at night. Being very sure that it must be my cat I didn't even turn around. And also said nothing.

 But slowly my quilt got lifted from the back and at this time I was confident that it was my cat. I closed my eyes trying to sleep again but instantly I heard someone panting just next to my ears. And then I felt a hand moving on my waist. I shrieked. Terrified to turn around I just screamed. My sister jumped out of her bed perplexed. I told her to check what is inside my quilt next to me. She lifted my quilt quickly and found nothing. It was just me alone in my bed. There was no cat.

I still remember that touch, and it still terrifies me to the core. At times I persuade myself into thinking that I might have experienced sleep paralysis. But believe me or not I know whatever happened was real. I know there was someone for sure. At times I think of it as paranormal activity, but being very honest touched by someone you can't even see is much scarier. Why would anyone do that? I have no answers. I refrain from sharing this experience with anyone in the fear of being called mad. Still, I did it today but I fear the counter questions. I was attacked by a ghost? Or my cat whom I found sleeping with my mother the next morning?. At times it's so hard because you don't even want to remember it and you also can't just forget it. Since that day I and my sister have started sleeping on the same bed. I have no courage to sleep alone. If you have also felt something like this please tell me in the comments, I don't want to be alone in this.