It scared me.

I was alone. It happened late one Saturday night/Sunday morning. I had fallen asleep with my patio door open(as I do often I'm on the top floor) it was a breezy night. I can remember being as high as the ceiling looking down at my body sleeping. I went into the kitchen, the hallway and over to the patio door. My mind wasn't in the OMG I'm having an OBE. I thought someone had broken in to my place (via the open patio door) Because I could hear the blinds blowing with the wind. It wasn't until later that I realized that I was the one over by the door trying to look out while experiencing my OBE. The whole thing was strange because I was actually scared. I thought I was going to die or had died. And now my spirit was looking down on my body. The whole time it was happening I felt like someone was with me, touching me trying to give me a hug. But I think I was hugging myself somehow. When I came back to my body I woke up and tried not to fall asleep again. Now when I try to have an OBE it doesn't happen. Not sure why it happened that night when I wasn't thinking about it.

It makes me even more curious about OBE, Astral visits, the mind and the like.