Was it all a Dream?

I don't remember the time when I start experiencing it, I guess I am thirteen or fourteen years old at that time. I am actually a big fan of horror stories. It's my fuel for enthusiasm, and it's the major part of my life that built up my strong personality. And of course, I definitely would want to experience something out of the ordinary. The sun is descending from its daytime peak, I was left alone crying in my room, as I recall, I was angry with my mother at that time. That day when I was falling asleep, my whole body tingled. I was completely paralyzed! I was surprised, yet it frightened me. Everything feels weird. I know I'm still alive, so I tried to lift my fingers but it didn't. Words won't come out of my mouth either even I shouted too loud. It is horrifying, very horrifying. The feeling just wasn't right.  The most frightening part is when you see and feel things that you can only see in films. My room contains one single bed, one cabinet, one door and a big mirror. It's just a small room for a single person. From all those things inside my room, all my attention was only fixed on the mirror. I heard little voices coming from that looking glass. I'm sure that there's nothing there, it's just my room, but I heard little footsteps coming from that thing. When that sound of footsteps became louder, I knew that something is going through the mirror that somehow managed itself to find its way right to my bed. I prayed. I did. But even I have prayed a lot of times, they still don't leave. I knew that my mind was playing tricks on me, I haven't really gone mad. I'm still sane. But when I struggled to move, I suddenly saw devilish faces circling all over my head. I felt four big hands holding my arms and legs which seemed to tighten as I struggled. I could hear the deafening laughter of the dolls. On my chest, I felt the little footsteps, the imperfectly hidden dwarves walking on top of my body. Those dwarves were discussing taking me, and all that I can do was to listen. I can't remember how but I just somehow got out of it. I just found myself able to move again. Those faces, those dwarves, and the creepy laughter were finally gone. I can still remember the feeling I had when I turned on the lights. My heart was beating me. It wouldn't settle down. It was like, it wanted to get out and run away forever. I wasn't expecting it to happen again. I felt like I was cursed. It became a habit. Those days I just randomly get the feeling of tingling sensation and the disability to move. I don't open my eyes whenever I get the feeling. Hallucination is bad. When that was happening, I never really know the term for it. That's when I started to research it. Because it wasn't fun to experience, not every night when you wanted to sleep or every time you're about to wake up. Through my research, I learned that it was called sleep paralysis. I was right, hallucinations can highly occur while in sleep paralysis.