Paralyzed by a gang of boys

I suppose it would be silly not to chart the sleep paralysis I have here. Especially when they lead to bad dreams.

In this very lucid dream, I was in the front of my house just behind my dad's car, when I saw a gang of boys walking down the street toward my house. I became deathly afraid and ran back to bed. -- well, I wanted to be back in my bed and I was there, because that's where I really was. I hid under my bed and when I realized I was having another "spell," I fought hard to come out of it.

When I did come out of it, I was still terribly afraid. I knew it was just a dream, but it scared the shit out of me.