Hypnopompic Hallucinations – First Experience
It wasn't until I was sixteen that the sleep hallucinations became a problem. The Summer heat was quickly devoured by late-night frosts. Creeping into the Idaho air was the scent of decaying grass, rotting leaves, and the distinct odor of black garbage bags. To give you a deeper understanding of our situation: my mother and I were living off of bread from the foodbank and sleeping on a...