"My Wife Started Sleeptalking and I think She is Going to Kill Me" Creepypasta

my wife and I moved into our new apartment just a few months ago it was a downgrade from our previous home as we had lived in a large but quaint cottage it had been my wife's dream home for the three years we lived there we didn't want to leave but it was a necessary step for us you see Jessica and I used to live down south everything was going well for a while but my law firm decided to give me a promotion out of the blue it was unexpected but very much appreciated unfortunately the job entailed transferring to another one of our many locations the one in question was located in New England we spoke long and hard on the matter and after much deliberation Jess agreed on the move it's important to note that the dollar doesn't stretch as far up north as it does down south it's also harder to find employment that's why we were downgrading our living space until Jess could find another job we would have to suffer a bit at least that's the way she looked at it tensions were high for the first few weeks after the move I could tell just was irritable she missed our old house our old friends and working a steady job she had nothing to do with her time so she was bored out of her mind constantly this eventually led to many fights for a while it seemed like we would never settle in about a month after the move things actually started looking up just found temporary work as a part-time editor at a local TV station she loved the work and couldn't have been happier with her coworkers seemed like everything was going fine not perfect but fine this is when the sleep-talking began it was to be expected and honestly I'm surprised it didn't start up sooner you see my wife's a restless sleeper whenever there's a big change in her life good or bad it happened when we got married when we moved into our first home and when she had the miscarriage I'll touch more on that later just knows she sleep talks as I used to bring it up from time to time I would laugh each morning recalling the weird thing she said the night before this always made her uncomfortable she seemed to be embarrassed by it that's why after her first night of sleep talking in her new apartment I kept my mouth shut the sleep talking went on for a couple of weeks it was at this time that her temp job at the TV station came to an end without a job to keep her mind off of things her nightly outbursts became much worse she began screaming at odd times during the night in which I would be forced to calm her down one night her screams turned into tears as she was crying she said something I'll never forget I knew my wife was asleep but as I said there by her side calming her as best I could I felt the need to press the matter who do you wish was dead sweetie to my surprise she actually responded this caught me off-guard it's a strange thing to want your husband dead and even stranger while you're asleep why I asked those four words cut deep whether she actually meant them or they were merely the product of a tired mind those were the kind of words that demanded self-reflection I wondered for a moment if I truly was ruining her life or at least if I were to blame for her night terrors my wife remained silent for the rest of the night I know this because I never went to bed after contemplation and worry kept me from a good night's rest I didn't believe for a second that my wife actually wanted me dead but her late-night antics were certainly a cause for concern between the screaming episodes and the morbid dialogue this was the worst her condition had ever been the next morning I came pretty damn close to telling her about what had happened but I kept thinking about how she react and what she would say to me it was too much I didn't want to burden her any more than I already had especially after she had just been laid off in light of all this I kept my mouth shut the following night the screams were gone this was a comfort but a fleeting one out of the blue just as I was about to shut my eyes and call it a night the sleep talking commenced once again I chalked a statement up to pure dream induced non-science but then she continued I didn't know what she was talking about but as she kept speaking it dawned on me there were some moments of inaudible gibberish but from the bits and pieces that were fluent I could paint a pretty good picture of what she was saying [Music] [Music] my wife was describing her plan to murder me as deeply unsettling as this was I couldn't help but chuckle to myself it was just a dream after all nothing more I can't say I haven't done or said some weird things in my own dreams things I would never do in real life just was mad at me over the move and she was just working out some of her frustrations while she slept at least that's what I told myself the sleep-talking continued for a few weeks I hope that her midnight venting sessions were doing her some good but without a degree in psychology I couldn't be certain all I could do was listen to her ramble on about offing me each night and wait for her condition to run its course the longest her sleep talking has ever lasted was about a month so it was safe to assume that it would all be over soon a month passed then to jest and let up every night it was the same routine either incoherent nonsense or battling's about how she liked to hurt me it was getting old frankly but one night changed everything as my wife slept she uttered some words that were right through my heart I lost my baby because of you my emotions swirled about and formed a sour concoction that rested in the pit of my stomach this time I had to know what you meant what do you mean I said to her there was a brief moment of silence but eventually just offered up an answer there was some more gibberish mixed in but but she was able to get her point across this struck a nerve and caused a few tears to roll down my cheek it was my idea to try and have a kid just never wanted children but she made herself one too for me that's why after the miscarriage I was surprised to find her absolutely devastated I had no clue how much he had warmed up to the idea of having a baby my tears were interrupted by more sleep talking of the worst variety I will kill you I promise that was the last thing she said all night it's been roughly a week since my wife made that promise as disturbing as that threat was I could have easily brushed it off with the rest assuming it too was the product of stress and was nothing for me to worry about unfortunately I can't stop worrying about it jess is scaring the out of me I'm now taking short naps and sleeping with one eye open and it's all because of one thing now my wife has started sleepwalking [Music]

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Length: 10min 24sec (624 seconds)

Published: Sat Aug 05 2017