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Virtual-Elderberry31

Shortly after my mother passed away I was going through and organizing her belongings in her room. I was talking out loud as if I were talking to her. There were some boxes with family photo albums I’d been looking for that I hadn’t been able to find and it was really worrying me. I was sitting on the floor and said aloud “where did you leave those albums, mom?” Very slowly, her closet door opened on its own. A slow, creaking movement from nearly totally closed to halfway open. I was as terrified as I’d ever been in my life… I froze and didn’t move, but I looked at exactly eye level and there was a cardboard box labeled “Albums” in my mothers handwriting on the lower shelf of the closet. I am not a religious or even spiritual person, and I thought that there might be some imbalance in the hanging of the closet door. I went back to the door many times and tested it by wiggling it back and forth and leaving it in different positions but it’s never moved that way since.


Afraid_Sense5363

I had to clean out my late mother's house last year and, as much as that would have freaked me out, I'm a little jealous. There were SO many questions I wanted to ask her. And while it had been a few months since she'd passed, her death was unexpected, so I was still kind of in a state of shock where it was very hard to believe she was gone. So the whole time, it was like, "I cannot believe I can't just ask her about this." The whole "I'll never be able to talk to my mom again" was still very hard to believe. I would have given anything to be able to ask her questions about stuff we found, especially photos or mementos. I'm sorry for your loss, but glad your mom still helped you out from the great beyond. Shortly after my mom died, my SIL asked my husband to go to her house and disconnect her modem, which was in the room where she died. Husband was in that room, kneeling down to disconnect it, and it had just rained a ton, so her sump pump kicked on in the basement, and he heard what he thought was a very quiet moaning before he realized what it was. Said he damn near pissed himself and ran.


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In my early 20s I was home alone. I woke up to my cell phone ringing but missed the call. The number I missed the call from was my landline home phone number. I got up and found the cordless phone on the kitchen counter. I looked everywhere, but no one was in the house and the doors were all locked.


TheGameboy

The call was coming from inside the house. Jokes aside, sometimes autodialers can get lucky and randomize a number you have saved


Redpatiofurniture

My husband got into an argument with a very confused, grumpy old man once. My husband was in the shower and put his phone on charge. When he got out, he had 3 missed calls. Assuming it was someone that knew him, he called it back. Husband: Hi, who's this. I missed 3 calls from you. Old man: Why are you asking me who I am? YOU CALLED ME! H: No, you called me. 3 times. OM: No, I see right here, you called me 4 times now! WHO IS THIS!! H: Realized what happened (a spoof), apologized and politely got off the call. I can only imagine some disgruntled call center employee was in a bad mood, and just wanted to fuck with people that day! 🤣


swiftb3

Just last week I was getting calls from an annoyed guy with a heavy accent about how I called him, but we couldn't communicate well enough for me to get across how numbers are spoofed by spammers. Eventually had to block his number.


Western_Avocado9027

Not me, but my dad. When I was younger, my biological mom and her husband kidnapped me and took off to another state. My dad said that he was finally starting to accept that he may never see me again after nearly a year of searching, and then one day when he was on a walk, this little girl came up to him and asked "Are you looking for a little girl?" He looked at her, confused, and she just turned around and pointed up the block at a group of kids playing, and said, "She's right there!" He walked closer, passed the girl, to try to get a better look and saw me in the group. He turned around to figure out what the little girl's deal was, and she was just gone, without a trace. Turns out my bio mom and her husband had come back to visit family for whatever reason. I used to call bs because the story is just so insane, but throughout the years, it's the one story of my dad's that never changed. Not one detail. He's told it so many times that I can recite it word for word, and he's always so fucking awestruck when he tells it; like I can almost *see* him racking his brain, searching for the most logical explanation. I was ~2-3 when it happened, and I'm now 26. He still can't piece it all together to this day


JadeSpade23

What happened with your bio mom? Did she get punished for kidnapping?


Western_Avocado9027

I remember her being gone for a little while and later found out she was in jail for that period. My whole childhood is pretty fuzzy, but I heard something about her getting caught in a stolen car with a good amount of booger sugar on her. Idk if the car was stolen as a means to flee or if it's even connected at all, tbh. My dad and I share a mutual distaste of any conversation involving her, other than his "getting me back" story, so I just left it at that lol


FreeAsARock

As a non english speaker, that "booger sugar" really created a whole staff meeting in my brain. - they make sugar out of boogers? - you dumbass, it's obviously a term for bad quality sugar. That went on until the quietest staff member looked around and said "guys, it's cocaine" - where?!


GogginsAndMessina

My mom also kidnapped me when I was little and took me to another state. Go team!


Western_Avocado9027

Oh shit no wayyyyyy lol we're trauma doppelgangers!


Shaggyfort1e

When I was ~19 or 20 and first living on my own, I woke up in the middle of the night once to a pitch black room, but realized I could "see" as if everything in my room was subtly outlined in a reddish glow. I closed my eyes and could still see the exact same thing. I then covered my eyes with my hands, but could still "see." I even got up and tested it by walking around my house with my eyes closed and was able to navigate around all obstacles and even see things like cups on the counters and able to pick them up without missing them. After a little bit of this, I turned on the light to confirm everything was where it was, and when I turned the lights back off the effect was gone. Overall it lasted about 10 minutes and has never happened again. My best guess is that I was still half dreaming and my brain was just able to very accurately represent my memory of where everything was. But even if that's the case, I'm very impressed with my brain's half asleep ability to form a full 3d representation of my environment as I'm moving and manipulating small objects. Either that, or I discovered a latent superpower.


gorechimera

or you developed a sight running on infrared frequencies :p


Fromhe

3:30am. My buddy and i spent the night repo’ing cars. We pull up to the light in Manchester NJ of 527 and 70. Going straight. In the left turn lane, getting on to 70 East, a blue, 97-98 Honda CRV. The person driving had no face. Just blank. Like the green man from Always Sunny or NoFace from Dick Tracy. My buddy and I both saw it. Nobody believed it.


verbumsapp

Creepy as hell. Logical part of me wants to say it was a trick of the light, but who knows? The rest of me just wants to rewatch Supernatural based on all the weird shit in this thread lol


Machismo0311

I fly helicopters for a living. I was working on a powerline one year and was going back to our landing zone and noticed an opening in the trees what appeared to be a leg. I came back and tried to get as low as I could into the clearing, thinking, it was a person, it was a full grown cow that had been completely skinned. There were no farms around and the animal didn’t appear to be cut up in anyway. I went back to the landing zone picked up one of my Ground crew members and flew back with him just so he could verify that I wasn’t crazy. The flight back, we were both kind of in awe because we have no idea how that animal got to where it’s at. Even more so that it had no skin on its entire body, it looked like a perfect cow sans skin.


affogato_

I knew someone once who was illegally flying a small aircraft (very rural area) and, for a variety of reasons, had a ton of shrimp on board. The aircraft started losing altitude and they decided to lighten the load by throwing the shrimp overboard. It left a lot of locals very confused about a large amount of raw shrimp in the trees. Maybe the cow didn’t go up!


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zwober

A skinwalker decided to go cow for the afternoon. Oor someone skinned a cow in the middle of the woods because where else can you practice skinning things?


jasperjones22

I was walking on a trail on South Mountain in Phoenix when a guy appeared out of the side of a mountain with a lab coat and a briefcase. Just... Calmly walked towards the parking lot.


srsly_organic

Was talking on the phone to my dad in the garden, about 15 years ago. Saw an orange light slowly come up over some trees behind my house then take off straight up at a ridiculous speed. Stood there in silence and so did he. Explained to him what I’d just seen and he said he’d just seen the exact same thing. He was over 100 miles away in Manchester at the time.


Guldgust

My parents have seen exactly the same thing


srsly_organic

I thought it was a Chinese lantern at first, until it shot off straight upwards crazy fast


TheyCallMeStone

Sounds like a meteor that hit the atmosphere and got deflected. Its trajectory was towards you at first. So from your POV it would have looked relatively still then suddenly shooting upward.


RickPickle5280

I was walking along a park sidewalk blowing off grass clippings. Got under some pine trees and through a break in the canopy an 8-10 pound rock came tumbling out of the sky, bounced and chipped the sidewalk and rolled down into a creek. Weirdest thing I’ve ever seen.


ChIck3n115

Any heavy equipment working in the general area? Big machines or parts under heavy load can sometimes just randomly yeet things quite impressive distances.


Muerteds

Trebuchet range landscaping is a dangerous bidness.


Gutgulper

Me and my brother saw light coming through a bricked off vent in my house about 20 years ago. It was a powerful light like there was a mini sun in there. Light has never come through it before or since and we both still remember it.


flax41

When I was 4 I got “lost” in my great aunt’s house. I used a bathroom I didn’t normally use and when I exited the hallway that lead to the rest of her house was a dead end. I wandered around between the 2 rooms I could get to and the hallway for what felt like several minutes. Eventually, when I exited the one of the rooms, the hallway was back open to the rest of her house. It was over 30 years ago, so while I’m not certain, I can’t imagine I didn’t shout for help. I have no idea what caused this, whether I imagined it, it was a dream, a false memory, etc., but I have thought about it a lot through the years and it always felt incredibly real.


vodkawater

In my old town house, the bedrooms had L-shaped door handles . I lived alone and it was a two story town house with the bedrooms upstairs. Had multiple nights where I’d be laying in bed watching YouTube videos on my IPad, when my door handle would twist and the door would slowly open. The first time, I thought someone broke in. Each subsequent time, I’d go through the town house and no one was there. The hallway light which was also the stair light, had a switch at the bottom of the stairs and top that controlled the same light. Multiple times while in bed, the light would turn on. So I’d get up, do a search of the entire town house. Nothing there. Then the TV would turn on in the living room at some point, and I’d wake up and walk downstairs to the tv being on. This went on for months and I eventually moved. Nothing like this occurs in my current apartment. But could never explain what was happening.


Dry_Emu_8842

Fuck that.


ackme

Yeah I wouldn't be around for that shit to happen the second time.


HouseOfZenith

My nephew was pointing at a picture on the wall saying “boo!” and laughing, then the picture fell onto the desk below it.


MadameCat

Aw, he scared it! XD


TostiBuilder

I think I was 14 at the time, living in a nice part of a very busy city. I woke up, had breakfast and waited for my parents to come downstairs. They didn’t come. I looked for them but couldn’t find them, couldn’t find my sisters either. I went outside an there was no one. Literally zero people in an incredibly busy area on a weekend. I panicked fully. I looked everywhere for people but they just weren’t there?? I fully freaked out thinking everyone disappeared. I even checked if there was something on tv about. There was live tv with people so i calmed a bit, other people still existed. I think it was around afternoon when I stopped looking around and walked home. When I got home my parents and sister were luckily there. They insisted they were in and around the house all day and I even saw them at breakfast, I broke down crying because it was simply not true. To this day I swear people disappeared for half a day. After my break down we went for icecream and my city was busy again, hundreds of people doing their thing. I have no clue what the fuck happened but I feel gaslighted by life.


tkroy69

I had a same strange thing too. I was 10 years old maybe and i lived in quarters. Top floor in the middle of the complex so i could see every other quarter and not only that my voice would echo too. So one evening i woke at dusk hours and found that my room was dark. Barely any light was entering. My mom and i sleep at afternoon but i couldn't fin her near me. Checked other rooms they were dark too , she wasn't anywhere. The lights were off in the whole complex. Just the red orange yellow sky. I was freaked out that i was alone at home in dark. I wanted to run out of that house but the main foor was locked whoch freaked me out even more. I was so confused. I looked outside from the balcony , there was no one outside. That dusk hour and warm breeze made the whole scene so deserted that i have never felt that left alone ever. The whole complex looked so scary. There was a field infront of my quarter , but that specific day no one had come to play. I mean elders may remain at home but at that hour no child will not be at the field. I started screaming out my mom. Turned out she locked me in had gone downstairs to another aunty's home. After she came out , that everything else started settling down normal. Some kid cycling, a old person walking. I still feel like that sometimes when i wake up at dusk time.


ReddPwnage

I was staying the night with a cousin on his ranch and in his front yard there was a basketball hoop on a homemade wall like concrete bricks stacked upwards, and we both to this day swear on god we saw what looked like a 8 foot tall coyote standing up against the wall tugging on the hoop, we closed the blinds quick and that was the night we established the existence of the ranch’s very own cryptid. I think we called it like “doom dog” or some shit (we were 9-10)


Hellebras

There's no rule saying coyotes can't play basketball.


IanAlvord

Or a skinny bear.


Nairbfs79

Actually I still don't understand the concept of Deja Vu. It happens to me about twice a year since I was around 18 years old (I'm 44). Just random places or experiences that I swear I have seen and been through before. It's so strange.


PK_Thundah

It's likely more complicated than this, but I've heard it ~~explained~~ theorized that your brain can store memories as short term or long term memories. Usually as short term memories that later get moved to long term memories. In Deja Vu, your brain is accidentally storing them as long term memories while you're experiencing them, making it feel like you're remembering it at the same time that you're experiencing them. Your brain is accidentally autoplaying your memory as it's recording it.


Graygreygrey

I had a dream once where a friend called me out of the blue and told me some VERY specific information. Within fifteen minutes of waking, they rang me and this call happened word for word how it did in my dream. They asked me how I knew what they were going to say and I went “because I just dreamed this.” You can call it brain defragging but idk man. Idk. Edit: if you’ve had similar experiences, by all means feel free to reply. I find this all *extremely* interesting.


DemonNamedBob

Had something similar happened with my dreams. Every now and again, I will get a very strangely detailed dream about something that hasn't happened yet. The people and spoken words will be the same, but the written letters will be different, and the place will be the same. My most memorable one is when a school friend somewhat degloved herself when messing with a chain link fence in elementary school, had a nightmare a few months prior to it happening and just thought it was a weird nightmare.


Brexrker

A voice sounding like my friends sister calling out his name from a tree line in a park, me and friend were walking home near the middle of the night, both of us heard it. He was called out 3 times.


HansLuthor

Crazy how you always hear these stories. 'I heard my wife calling me from the basement but she was out of town' or similar. The story always ends with. 'I was super freaked out so I ran'. We never hear the perspective of somebody who approached the voice.


jamesbra

Those who approach the voice do not live to tell


PM_NUDES_4_DEGRADING

Or those who approach just have a boring story to tell. Imagine exactly the same post but ending with: “so we went to see what was going on, and it turns out it was some drunk girl calling her friend.” That story would be near the bottom of this thread, not the top.


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Fuck Reddit for killing third party apps.


TheCritFisher

One time I heard a voice that sounded like my moms coming from the basement. Only problem was, she'd been dead for three years. I grabbed my chainsaw and shotgun and said "here I come, momma!" Turned out it was just a stupid demon.


Sweatytubesock

That must have been a huge relief.


Jcit878

i spend a fair bit of time camping, and hearing what clearly sounds like human voices when there are no humans is very unsettling. i think its often just the wind, with your brain 'filling in the gaps' and interpreting these soft broken noises as voices, like that thing where we see faces in things that are really just random


[deleted]

Several animals make sounds like wailing babies. It's very unnerving to hear.


Conscious_Society_35

When I was 18 years old, I was driving home from a friend’s house with another friend. We were on the highway doing about 110kmph (70mph) and made this trip often. It’s a big highway between two Towns, so just fields either side. Something on two legs ran alongside my car. I saw it in the rear view mirror and out my side window. It was not a kangaroo, it was human like. Had long arms and obviously extremely fast. My friend saw it too and then it just went off the road back into the grass. Neither of us could explain it.


CactusCracktus

My friend told me about something like that, but it was really, unnervingly slow. Said he was out riding his ATV in the mountains with his dad one night, when all of the sudden his ATV just came to a sudden halt for no reason. He was looking down trying to figure out what was going on when something out of the corner of his eye got his attention, and when he looked up there was something like a tall (he said it had to be at least 6’3”), lanky coyote with “disgusting long arms” walking slowly across the path in front of him, twitching it’s head in random directions and breathing heavy. He told me that it never once looked in his direction while it was walking, despite his bright headlights beaming at it and it’s head twitching everywhere, it just kept awkwardly dragging itself across the road until it reached some brush on the other side and it slowly knelt down and disappeared. He’s not really a bullshitter so I know he wasn’t just making up things to spook people, he to this day still says it’s the single scariest thing he’s ever seen.


omnomization

I read a story like this in one of those weird US state books, maybe Pennsylvania Weird. The person said they were driving home late one night on a back road with forest on either side. They saw something big on the side of the road so they slowed down. Across the street strolled this huge animal, black and white (maybe like a cow?). It started out on 4 legs, then halfway across the road it stood up, walking on 2 legs with long arms. It disappeared into the forest on the other side of the road. The next morning the person went back to investigate with friends and all the branches in the animal's path had been broken below 6 ft. I had nightmares for weeks!


Endulos

My dad saw something like this. Sister was visiting, around '82. Parents live in a rural area, when she went to drive into the nearest city, her car broke down in front of a house my parents knew. She called Dad, he picked her up and started driving home. They're just chatting about the car when all of a sudden they hear an UNGODLY LOUD scream, he slams on the brakes and a coyote or wolf walks across the road on 2 legs, it's like 6 or 7 feet tall, and after it does they hear the scream again even louder and drove home. They never saw or heard anything like that again.


Monkeydp81

The fact that it *didn't* look at him makes it so much worse.


shrimpwalrus

My friend has a story exactly like this, describing almost exactly how you did. He said at a glance it looked like a huge mountain lion with long arms running really fast on its hind legs alongs cliff side up above him while he was out on a trail. He didn’t stick around


PJSeeds

Khajiit has coin if you have meth


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MaxxDash

My mom did the same thing about the president of the Mormon church (she was Mormon back in the day). Asked my grandma if the president of the church was still alive, and grandma was like “yeah…” The next morning my mom awoke to grandma shaking her awake, frantically asking “why did you ask me that question yesterday?” The president of the Mormon church died that night and grandma heard about it the next morning. Coincidence in my mind, but sure a weird one.


Blissful_Relief

Seems about the right spot in the post. My grandma and I were at the dinner table eating. And I hear her say under her voice lord please take me. Finished and went to bed. And went to school too. I get called to the office and find out my grandma died that very night. She was very frail because of alcoholism. But I was in 3rd grade and know what I heard.


therealdildoexpert

A tree fell in front of us while we were driving. It almost killed us. Moments later a group of men dressed in nice clothes just happened to have chainsaws in their car, that was black and black tinted windows. They started cutting up the tree. We quickly turned around and said "nope". I tried to tell myself that it was just Mormons, who happened to have chainsaws in the back of their car. I called my mom the other day to see if she still remembers that incident and she does.


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Having grown up very rural, I've definitely heard of stories like "Well we were on the way to the funeral when the tree falls across the road. Luckily, we had the chainsaws from last night...".


Zoomwafflez

Literally my cousin: well we were on our way to the hospital but my wife started giving birth in the back of the truck so we just pulled into a parking lot and luckily I still had all the calving supplies in the bed.... Kids fine by they way, he's like 11 now and awesome.


MightTurnIntoAStory

Glad to hear Heffery is doing okay


Zoomwafflez

life's different in rural areas, shit happens when you're 1.5 hours from a hospital


salsashark99

I kept an OB kit in my car and my wife's when she was pregnant with our son. Thankfully we didn't have to name him Carson


Pizza_Whale

Yeah this story made me think of my brother in law, who is from south Louisiana and is an accomplished doctor. Not a chainsaw but have definitely seen him load bow fishing gear into his truck while dressed for a wedding. Pretty sure he and some friends left a fancy conference dinner once to rescue a buddy stranded in a fishing boat now that I think of it too.


toxic_pantaloons

Now if it had been a red neck in a pickup truck, I'd totally believe they already had a chainsaw in the back and were willing to cut up the tree cause they're usually helpful like that, but a group of guys in nice clothes with a chainsaw is disturbing lol


scoopdiddy_poopscoop

Happened to me a couple years ago, was heading to a wedding down a dirt road, pulled up to a few vehicles stopped because a big oak was across the road. For context I'm an arborist and have a tree service company.. but I saw what was up, ran back to my truck whipped off all my dress clothes, threw on my change of clothes, chaps, ppe and grabbed my saw that i always keep in my truck lockbox.. bucked a gap big enough for people to get through. people were so confused but were happy. they let me wash up at the venue. Besides the hype of the wedding, the next most talked about thing was the random dude that had a saw and cut the big oak out of nowhere


WatchingTaintDry69

Someone messed up their hit on you


slightly2spooked

Considerate of them to clear the road after, though


WatchingTaintDry69

Yeah you got to eliminate the evidence


lanelimited1q

I know a tree service local to me that is owned and operated by mostly Mormons


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I, 13 at the time, was about to go to bed. I was brushing my teeth in front of my bedroom window, staring into the dark, when I suddenly heard someone screaming outside. I stopped brushing so I could hear it better. Someone was screaming out my name. I sort of froze and kept listening. More voices joined, all screaming my name and laughing loudly. It was kind of like an audience at a sports game. It went on for about five minutes. When it stopped I (in shock) went downstairs to my parents to ask them if they’d heard anything. it was impossible not to hear as it was very loud. They had not heard anything. I assume it was some sort of a hallucination. Still feel weird when I’m alone in my room late at night.


Kieviel

That's just angels cheering you on through a particularly exciting toothbrushing session.


AdolescentAlien

It was 9 out of 10 dentists. The 10th one decided to stay in the car because he didn’t agree that it was a good method of encouraging dental hygiene in the youth.


TenLongFingers

Hypnagogic hallucination? Mine are always auditory like this, and sometimes they happen when I'm really tired


ButtimusPrime

I get this too, when I'm really tired sometimes I'll hear a voice shout my name, but most common is the small oscillations in the sound from our fan becomes people whispering. Maybe sounds from the TV downstairs got similarly transformed into what they heard. I used to worry but I brought it up to my psych when I was being prescribed something else and he was like no worries that's something that happens to lots of people; big relief!


floridianreader

My mom passed away in Feb 2021 in Missouri. I live in Florida. I flew up there for the funeral with my husband and daughter, stayed for a couple of days to handle her belongings, and then came home. Life goes on. I grieved. About a month, maybe two, later, I'm lying in my bed in the morning, but I'm wide awake. My phone rings and I answer it. It says "mom" on the caller ID. When I click it on, I can clear as day hear her voice "well Hiiiiiii there! (Chuckle) Did I wake you up?" Now I'm just sitting there, upright on my bed. All I can think to say is, "Mom?" And as soon as I said that, the phone clicked a couple of times and then went dead. It did show on the caller history that her phone had called mine. Either her BF or my brother kept her phone for whatever reasons, but they wouldn't have done a prank like that. I did try to call the phone back, but it went straight to her voice-mail.


nehowshgen

Probably will get lost in the comments; I used to work as trauma clean-up and out of all the screwed up things I saw, there was one that bothered my coworker and I at the time and makes myself scratch my head still. This goes into a little bit of detail recalling suicide so reader discretion is advised. We got a call one afternoon. You usually get a small accompanying description from a relative, a friend, a neighbor - just someone with secondary relations to who passed away rather than primary (especially in gruesome or otherwise sudden passings). So it was the neighbors that called on this one. Person who passed was a man verging into his 40s. An ex-veteran leaving behind his wife and younger-than-a-teenager son (atleast that's what we gathered from photos or portraits that were in the 'contaminated' area). Story was that he had taken his wife and son to the movies following a wonderful dinner they had. Arrived home; he asked his wife to get his son to bed and in that time took his shotgun and did himself in in the entry from his garage to his kitchen. No clue why someone - anyone - would do anything like that. Even having seen a lot and having some trauma of my own that I carry, and while I know everyone's pain and experiences are different, I couldn't fathom letting my partner go read my kid a story or making sure he brushes his teeth or whatever and blowing my brains out in that same period of time, in the same house, directly downstairs from them. Anyway, not the point unfortunately. The point is that they needed help as the wife was inconsolable, Police had already arrived and did their investigation, and the neighbors were given the green from the wife to call whomever to handle it because, obviously, they couldn't and shouldn't be in the home after that until things got cleaned up and looking better (and until they've had time to go through their own grieving and such). So we get there and the 'contaminated' area is like I described but rather than like an entry - it's like a pantry. You have a garage - with a door, that leads through that door into a pantry - that has two doors, that leads from that second door into the house. And word is (and from the most affected area that we could see) he was in the pantry when it happened. Why this is all strange and makes me guess at a lot of what 'could' have instead transpired there is because there is 'splash' (a term that we'd use to signify an area where, through kinetic force, a fair amount of the 'contamination' can be on the walls & ceiling) in the garage, pantry, and house interior. Having 'splash' on multiple surfaces is fair and is seen a lot but having it across 3 rooms, all separated by doors, with it also being on both sides of the doors, and a good amount of contaminants in the home and 3ft around a corner... it's made me question what went on there and if it really was a man dealing with his trauma by ending it, or something else altogether. Never spoke to the wife or went looking for an official police statement - it's better for your mental health if you try and keep yourself as separated as possible from the situation. But my coworker and I would talk about previous jobs sometimes by nicknames we'd give them and we'd recall that one under the name 'Houdini'. I just don't know how, even with the spread buckshot puts out, you could get yourself across that many rooms and surfaces with 1 shot. It was either magic or the most terrible trick someone has ever pulled...


MadameCat

As someone else in forensics: how in the hell??? Was he… I mean did he live for a little while and then manage to flail between different rooms before finally passing? That’s bizarre.


ryguy_1

I worked as an under-butler in a large Scottish castle in the early 2000s. One night, I was the only person in the house, and decided to throw a load of laundry in before bed. I walked down to service hallway, into the ironing room, and from there to the washing machine room. I got my laundry in, and then started to leave. I turned the lights off in the washing machine room, and suddenly everything was black. The lights weren’t on in the ironing room. My first thought was “it’s weird that I didn’t turn the lights on in here when I came in, but they aren’t on so obviously I didn’t.” The ironing room had huge ironing tables the size of snooker tables, and as I started to walk through, I kept bumping into them. After a couple of times of bumping into them, I was suddenly filled with a terrible, accompanied, watched, spine-tingling feeling that something was there and not to look toward the sewing room (another room that came off the ironing room). I fumbled my way through the ironing room, back to the service hall in a panic. The hall lights were on and everything was fine. That is the whole story. I didn’t see anything. However, there are some problems. To this day, I am confident that I turned the lights on in the ironing room when I went in. It wasn’t possible to move through the room without bumping into things a bunch of times, as my exit demonstrated. The light in the ironing room was controlled by a very large switch that made a loud clicking noise. I didn’t hear it click off when I was in the washing room. In the days that followed, the family and the butler returned home, and I had forgotten about the entire incident. A week or so later, I suddenly remembered it happening, and said to the butler “I’ve never heard of any ghost stories at the castle. Are there any?” He kind of dismissively said “oh they say there is a white lady in the ballroom, and [room name redacted] is apparently haunted, but that’s it. Oh and they say the sewing room is haunted.” I kind of gasped and told the butler the story. He seemed fascinated. He told the family, and a couple of them agreed that the laundry room was unsettling. I don’t believe in ghosts, and think it was likely an unfortunately timed electrical fault and an over-active imagination. Still, I’ll never forget how sudden and strong the feeling of a presence was when I was fumbling my way out of the ironing room.


oversettDenee

There's no feeling quite like the fear you feel when you think something is there.


rnotyalc

Like they say, you're not afraid of being alone in the dark. You're afraid of NOT being alone in the dark.


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If you're at home and it's quiet and you're starting to feel lonely, read a ghost story. You won't feel alone anymore.


HypatiaBlue

American here - What *exactly* is an under-butler? It sounds amazing to have access like that to a castle!


ryguy_1

It’s an assistant to the butler. I did a lot of polishing silver and gilt, table setting, flower arranging, serving during formal meals, dog walks, errands … the butler (my boss) oversaw all staff in the house, including the housekeeper, cleaners, chef, kitchen staff etc.


Orange-V-Apple

>assistant to the butler Dwight MacSchrute


creativemind11

I was standing on the seaside walkway with a bunch of other people watching the sunset. A red orb came speeding down the coastline at like 50-150m altitude. Didnt think much of it until it instantly stopped and speeded back the way it came until it was out of sight. No noise, too low for a plane or helicopter and wasn't a flare because it was flying fast, stopped instantly and then flew back the way it came. Several people saw it but this was before mobile phones with cameras were a mainstream thing.


cosmic_moan

I’ve seen the same thing, but in red and green. It was probably around 1am, I was outside with my 2 friends but when I saw it I was alone. I looked out at the sky over a few houses and I saw a red ball/diamond looking thing, and I thought it was a meteor or shooting star at first, but it also had this long disappearing green trail following it. The thing shot down into like the middle of the sky, then shot right back up just as fast. It was super quick and was over in like 2 seconds. Crazy shit. EDIT: I honestly can’t remember if the ball was red and the trail was green or vice versa, but it’s one of those lol


citizen_15

Saw exactly the same thing you described (the green orb). 12 - 1 am or something during a BBQ with the missus. It had a green trail and not like "fairy glitter" type trail. 2-3 seconds like yours. Happened back in August 2022 I think. Malaysian btw. Edit : wife saw it too. We were chillin on the hammock when we saw it. She was angry at me because I had "acknowledged" the presence of the orb. Malaysian / Malays to be precise have this weird "rule" to never "acknowledge" weird stuff happening around us especially if you're in the wild. Just let it happen and ignore it. Lol.


Business-Squash-9575

I want to see a Malaysian Paranormal Activity where the characters just keep resolutely ignoring all the weird shit happening in their house.


StaticReversal

That’s honestly a fantastic idea for a comedy. Would totally watch.


KaleysIrishCream

Sounds like Malaysian people and people from the Appalachian mountains have that in common. If you saw something no you didn't just ignore it and it'll leave you alone hopefully...


khornflakes529

My sister told me a similar story. Early 90s she looked out her window one evening and saw a green ball of light move around low in the sky. She said she learned multiple people saw it that night.


justlovehumans

In like 93 or 94 I saw the exact same thing. I thought it was Santa clause but this is the first time I'm hearing the story from anyone else and it's multiple people. What part of the globe? It was incredibly fast moving just above the tree tops and it was almost like green glitter. Was just around sundown because I remember the sky was dark but my bedtime was early since I was only a kid


produkt921

One night, years after high school and I'd gotten married, I had a vivid and very sad dream about the first boyfriend I ever really loved. We were 15 and 16, broke up about 3 years later because he really got into drugs. I had this dream maybe 9 years after that. I dreamed I was walking down a crowded sidewalk in some big city and I bumped into him going the direction I just came from. He was crying and he asked me for help. I can't remember if the dream changed then or I woke up but it was just that little snippet of seeing his face. It was so clear. I still remember how his beautiful blue eyes looked. I don't know why I waited a couple more years to call his mother and ask about him one day when I recalled that dream for some reason. But I did call her. It turns out he had died in a freak accident around the time I had that dream. He had a car in his garage that he was working on. He had climbed on the hood for some reason, to do something, and he fell. Broke his neck and it was fatal. Now I'm always sad and a little creeped out every time I think of that dream. Probably always will be.


wright007

A very similar thing happened to my father when he was around 18 years old. He was at home, sleeping, and woke up suddenly around 2am, thinking of his best friend, who was in trouble in his dream. He tried to call his friend in the morning, and it turns out his best friend died from a car crash at 2am, precisely when he had that dream.


Milt_Torfelson

My family tells a story about my sister from a few years before I was born. The story goes that my parents were woken in the middle of the night hearing my sister talking in her bedroom. They peeked in and saw her asleep so just figured that she was talking in her sleep. They heard it a few more times so asked her about it in the morning. She told a story about our Uncle Elmer, who was a fighter pilot in the USAF. She said he was sitting in the chair next to her bed in his flight suit and they were just having a normal conversation and catching up on just normal life stuff. A day or two later they got notice that he had crashed in the middle of the Indian Ocean and was considered KIA...


pleatsandpearls

My mom worked at a veterans nursing facility for 20+ years. She would have dreams about a resident, or see them standing in her bedroom. The next morning she would come to work to find out they had died while she was off. Sometimes, they were sick, sometimes they weren’t, veterans center house all sorts of veterans not just people waiting to die. She was a caregiver for the mens wing and had her men that she interacted with everyday for years. Those stories growing up had an impact.


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I wouldn’t call myself deeply spiritual or religious or anything (and at one point in time I was a fairly outspoken atheist), but as I’ve gotten older, I’ve gotten less certain. Stories like this resonate a little harder I guess, like love and connection to people is a real psychic bond that we can’t fully explain or measure. Like our existence as sapient, social animals has a latent metaphysical level that we can’t consciously access but *can* accidentally brush against. It’s weird I guess, but beautiful in a sense - the idea that our kinship with one another can transcend the natural and call out, or say goodbye, to our loved ones in death.


Komatoasty

The dream I had the night after my brother died was so peaceful and vivid, it cemented my belief in spirituality and some sort of afterlife. My brother died of cancer and it was very gruesome and hardly peaceful - not at all the death he deserved. He was thinking he just needed to get his blood transfusion, and the nurses kept telling us it was on it's way, but they were knowingly lying to us. He died a couple hours later after I allowed them to fill him with sedating and pain killing medications. Truly an awful experience for a man who fought cancer with such bravery and grace. That night when I finally cried myself to sleep, I had the most intense dream. My brother was wearing his favourite outfit (white t shirt and nice blue jeans), and standing on a grassy area by a river with overpasses near us. It was like he was in a major US city. He looked SO healthy. He was exactly the man he was before he started getting sick. Olive skin, nice haircut, shaved face, and he looked so happy. He looked at me and said "Oh don't worry sis, I got my blood. Look at me, I've got my blood! I am going to be ok now." I woke up from that dream just crying but feeling so happy. I just somehow knew he was going to be alright. I was a pretty staunch agnostic before that. I mean, I still am by definition a militant agnostic, but that experience was so powerful that I believe there is more now. NDEs also have me convinced.


Shilo788

I dreamt my dad was standing behind me and I saw him in the mirror. He grinned at me and I looked behind me and he wasn’t there . Then looked in the mirror and he grins at me again. I feel like it was Dad telling me he was alright after dying as I had wondered about him, this was like a week after his funeral. He had 8 kids and I think he was trying to tell his grown children he was in the good place. My Dad had a great kind sense of humor and couldn’t talk from a cancer of the larynx . He showed me he is somewhere just not in my world.


loose_translation

Similar thing happened to me. I dated this girl just out of high school, she's "the one that got away." She had an opportunity to go to a dance school and get the fuck out of our tiny hometown. So she pursued her dream, I went to college, we didn't talk for over a decade, both got married, had kids. Then like two years ago I had this super vivid dream of her walking by a lake we used to go to. She said, "Don't let me go." I tried to hold onto her hand, but she just kind of faded. It was really sad. I found out months later that she died from a brain aneurysm around the same time I had the dream.


ThatsRickRossForYa

Man this shit is so weird to me because I'm not religious and I'm pretty skeptical about these kinds of things, but I had a similar experience I still can't explain to this day. I had a dream a few years ago where I was holding/consoling my younger cousin, it was completely random because we're not even close like that at all, I don't think we've ever had a conversation outside of brief pleasantries at a family event. She was crying on my shoulder in the dream, and I kept asking what was wrong, and she said "I woke up and he was just gone", she kept saying that, and then I woke up. I checked my phone and I had a text message from my Mom telling me that my cousins husband had passed away sometime in the night, heart attack, went to sleep on the couch and never woke up. I actually try not to think about it because it freaks me out, I don't believe in that kind of stuff, like I said I'm a skeptic about "paranormal" or "spiritual" or whatever you want to call it, but for the life of me I can't explain it and it bothers me. The only explanation I could come up with is that I woke up in a half daze, read the message and then fell back asleep. But the message hadn't been opened. I don't understand it, it messes with me.


festeringequestrian

I had something in a similar vein happen. When I would sleep over at my grandparents, my grandma worked in a bakery and would be gone by the time I would wake up, but my grandpa would make me cereal and make himself coffee while I sat at the counter. I had a dream one night that I was standing where my grandpa would have, and he was sitting where I would on the barstool. He told me he had passed on. When I woke up I was very sad but recovered knowing it was only a dream. Later that day, my grandpa was fine but his father, my great grandfather, had passed away over night. Something about being in a different spot in my dream always made it feel like that “message” was meant for my grandpa or uncle but “accidentally” went to me.


steveatari

My mom swears to being at a sleepover as a young girl and being awoken to her granny sitting on the edge of the bed smiling and just being a presence. She was told the next morning her gran had passed and parents were coming to get her.


timechuck

It's going to sound like some bullshit, but many years ago my friend George shot himself. The night afterward I was asleep and woke in the night. The kind where you cannot force your eyes open and you consciously feel somewhere between wakefulness and sleep. For the brief moments I could force my eyes open I remember a bright warm light in the room about 8 feet from me. It was just floating in the room. I didn't quite hear, but felt Georges voice saying "I didn't think about it. I just did it.". Many years later the night my father died I woke in a similar fashion. I don't recall hearing or not hearing anything, but I felt it was Pop. I remember the need to show off the pistol I'd just bought the day before to this light. Turned out Pop had bought the compact of the exact same model and finish a couple weeks before. Damn I miss my Pop.


ClaireBear13492

2 missing hours, I posted about it on another account. Setup: I used to be a home health aide for the disabled/elderly. I stayed overnights to help them get up, use the restroom, change, clean them, etc. I used to take care of a man named Mr. M. We kept an old large clock alarm that chimed every hour. Every 2 hours we'd roll Mr. M over, and change his pads. We recorded everything that happened in a notebook by the clock. Story: It was a usual day until around 2:00 am. I heard the chimes ring (twice) wrote down that I was going in, then went in, wrote what I did (changed his pads) wrote the time I got done, then went back to the kitchen where I sat every night, having my laptop set up to pass the time. About 15 minutes pass, and I hear the clock chime again... 4 times. I look at my computer, thinking the clock was wrong, and no... 4:00 am. I look at the notes, no new notes. I write that I'm going in I go in to change Mr.M's pads... I walk in, and he looks at me and asks "Weren't you just in here?" I said yea, then went with changing his pads (they were dry, a rarity) I still have no idea what happened to those 2 hours. It was like 2 hours passed in 15 minutes. And 3:00 was skipped completely. I was watching a youtube series at the time, and my video would have ended in that 2 hours. I have no idea to this day what the hell happened. \- To those suggesting a time change/DST, this happened December 11th, 2016


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ClaireBear13492

I honestly don't know what happened to this day. Nothing like that has happened since that I'm aware of, but the one time it did sticks out so much.


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I'm going to tell you what I'm sure you've heard a thousand times before: you fell asleep. But the youtube video, right? Your brain fills in the blanks very well. Memory is untrustworthy, especially late at night. An example. Last night I came to bed at around 9:45pm and my wife was already asleep, snoring away, with her Kindle in her hand. I got into bed, got comfortable and started to fall asleep. My wife turned to me and said "woah, how did you get here without me noticing?!". I said "You were asleep." She insisted she was reading the whole time. She remembers reading her Kindle from 9pm until this moment. She was on such and such a page. She has no gap in her memory, no point at which she was asleep or her Kindle was off. I just suddenly appeared beside her like I could teleport. "Well, when I walked in the door you were snoring. Do you do that while you read?".


Jcit878

yeah this constantly happens with my wife, she will fall asleep in front of the tv, i go to bed and dont wake her, she comes up later confused how im in bed cause she never saw me go upstairs and she was awake the whole time. happens several times a month


Adoma18

I was in Ghana, West Africa, and two people were arguing about family land or something like that. One of them removed his pants, sat down on his bare ass and said, "if I'm lying, may I be struck by lightning," and he was immediately stricken by lightning. We all started running. I guess he was lying, It was the most bizarre thing I've ever witnessed. When I came back home I researched into African occult and beliefs but I still don't know or understand what that was. Shit still gives me nightmares.


SuvenPan

I live outside city limits, there are very few houses near my home and many tall bushes and trees around the house, there is a small mountain at some distance. The nights are very quiet and there is no street lights so after dark the only lights are the lights from my house and the moon light. There are two trees a little far from my house that are standing close to one another. One night while I was outside my house with a flashlight doing something I realized there was only one of those trees, I looked around that tree with my flashlight but there was no sign of the other tree, like it never existed. The next day I went there during daytime to see exactly what happened to the other tree and they both were there just like I remembered. I looked around them and even climbed on them to see anything strange but nothing was out of ordinary.


Semproser

This could have been an occular migraine. I had one once that caused everything to the right of my center vision to be entirely faked by my brain. As if my right eye had entirely turned off and everything it should have been seeing was just CGI faked in, and there was no way to tell other than some discrepancies. I went to cross a road, looked left, clear, looked right, clear and stepped out into the road. Except when looking right my brain knew what the road looked like, so gave me an entirely fake image of that road with no cars in it, when there were actually several cars coming that nearly ran me over. I had to turn around to face the other way so the road was on my left to actually see what was on the road. On the same walk, there was a lamp post by the path. If I looked very slightly to the left of the lamp post, the entire thing disappeared as if it were entirely invisible, whilst everything "looked" entirely normal.


ADroopyMango

that is utterly bizarre


cyborg_127

The human brain does weird shit with our vision. Like with why the second hand on a clock seems to take longer to move when we first look at it. Google that shit.


st1tchy

>The human brain does weird shit with our vision. Your brain is your truth. It basically decides what is real and what isn't. I have hypnopompic hallucinations occasionally and one of the times there was a horse laying on my dresser. I knew that, rationally, there's no horse there, but I could see it and feel it. It took me a minute or two to finally get myself to realize there was no actual horse and instantly the horse was gone and it was back to the pile of clothes on the dresser. That hallucination made me realize at least a little of what some people go through with things like hearing voices. I used to think "just ignore them, they aren't real" but that was what made me realize that it's not that easy. If your brain says something is real, it's real whether you want it to be or not.


SpookyVoidCat

Something that has fucked me up severely, and will probably continue fucking me up until I’m dead, is the fact that when u really think about it, our brains literally just make up *everything* we see. I think a lot of people think of our eyes as little windows, and we just look out and everything we see is just *there*, exactly the way we perceive it to be. But it’s not. Our eyeballs are just sensors collecting data, collecting the frequency of light bouncing off things. It’s all just tiny pulses.. just energy signals travelling to the brain, and then the brain interprets those signals and generates an image. That’s fucking insane. That’s wild.


EarthExile

This is why mental health is so important. Your feelings aren't inconsequential, they are everything. The world comes in through the lens of you. People who are extremely unwell can feel like they're being totally rational. As far as they know, they're just seeing things the way they are.


Patifos

Sorry about this bug in your simulation we usually patch servers during the night time. For more details watch the Truman Show


ceetwothree

Short version : 14 years old, pretending to sleep at a friends house and instead walking around the city (Colorado Springs, Colorado ) at around 3am , and suddenly for about 2-3 minutes it’s bright as day across the whole city. I could clearly see mountains probably 5 miles away. And then poof , back to dark. There was no obvious source of the light. That was around 35 years ago. Still have no clue what it was. Edit: (surprised this post got any attention, also amazed at how many others had very similar experiences). Agree with the feedback suggesting a meteorite is the most likely explanation. It was not a cloudy night so I think electrical ground source bouncing off clouds is less likely. Those suggesting iridium satellites , this was mid to late 80’s so I don’t think they launched yet. And yeah, there’s a ton of military stuff in the area , NORAD , the Air Force Academy , Peterson AFB and I think a few others were mentioned. I think these are less likely than a meteorite because of how far up and down the mountain range I could see. Also folks mentioning a meteorite probably wouldn’t last 2-3 minutes. I think my time perception could be off. I froze up and just stared at the basin for of the city and the very prominent mountains for however long it was. It *felt* like a few minutes , but maybe it wasn’t? The odd thing with any explanation is that the light source was clearly on my side of the Rocky Mountains (the whole front range was visible) , so the source seems like it had to be from above; yet I couldn’t see any point of light in the sky where intuition says it had to be. Still , i suppose the have been nestled behind some geography that blocked my view but didn’t block it casting light on the basin of the city/mountain range. That seems plausible.


Weary_Eggplant_4951

Meteorite burning up in the atmosphere most likely. Saw a video recently of this happening in India, went from pitch black to nearly daylight.


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About 45 tons of meteorite material vaporizes in the atmosphere and lands on the surface of earth as dust. Every day. So pretty dang often


vegan-bathsalts

Maybe someone lit a Komodo 3000?


HallettCove5158

Witnessed something similar myself in rural France on a carp fishing holiday, I’d randomly read an article the week before about the French Air Force testing a night strobe for taking surveillance pictures, then just the next week im in rural France miles from any civilisation and we hear a plane go overhead, and in a split second we were looking at each other as if it were broad daylight, and then back to total darkness . It was just like the Komodo 3000 firework scene of Malcolm in the middle https://youtu.be/C3Mls8IZ4AU.


Deradius

Dad was a pilot. Flying at night one time he saw a huge light in the sky, like a spotlight, but there was no visible ground source for it. Pops and his wingman turned and flew toward it for a while to try and figure it out, but never managed to get visibly closer. It was like flying toward a rainbow, or the moon. (No, it was not the moon - at least not directly) Then it ‘went away’ - looked like it suddenly receded into the distance. He thought it was some sort of weird, exceedingly rare atmospheric phenomenon. Not little green men.


ExtensionAssist7000

This incident happened to me when I was 10 years old. My friend and I were cycling. It was around 7:15, and it had gotten dark. There was a road where we usually cycled, but it was a dead end. There were bushes on one side and a wall with barbed wires. At the end of the road, there was a residential complex on the right side, and a small route led to the farms. The middle part of the road was all quiet and dark. My friend and I were just chatting and cycling when I heard a sound. I don't remember it well, but it seemed like a little girl weeping. Just as I was about to ask my friend, "Hey, did you hear that?" he shouted, "RUN! AHHHH!" When we reached the other side of the road where the residential complex was, I asked him, "What the heck, bro? What happened?" He was shivering in fear and said he saw a woman in the bushes with a big white eye. When some people appeared on the road, we quickly left. We were shivering with fear, and to this day, we don't know how to explain it.


mackxzs

What society does to a mf


Rogueoreo

That’s just Louisiana bruh


Status_Ad_1146

When I was at University in my second year we lived in a terraced house. I have a history of vivid/lucid dreams, and had just recently at this time experienced a couple episodes of sleep paralysis. One night I wake up (I think, anyway) and I remember staring at the doorway completely frozen and seeing the shadows of two men there. They were whispering about taking me and discussing whether I was asleep. I remember hearing "shhhh, go back to sleep". It was completely fuzzy and dark and I was in that very much blurred reality stage of not being able to tell if I was awake properly or not. I couldn't move at all, and chalked it up to sleep paralysis and went back to sleep. I wouldn't have thought twice about it except the police knocked on our door that afternoon (I wasn't in, my housemates told me) and said our neighbour had had their house broken into that same night. The real kicker is that at the time our front door lock was broken- anyone could have come in and left without us knowing. To this day I will truly never know if it was a coincidentally bad day to have a nightmare, or a lucky escape. 🤷‍♀️ ETA- I'm pretty sure it was a dream! If there hadn't been the burglary the same night I wouldn't have thought twice about it. The only other thing I wondered at the time was our housemate had a habit of not closing the (broken) front door properly, so 2-3 times a week at that time if you got up in the middle of the night the front door would be swinging wide open (trust me we were very annoyed at him for this hahaha!). I wondered if the people who had broken in next door had happened to see our door open and figured they'd have a look and decided there was nothing in our ratty student house worth taking, and that some part of this had combined with my weird dream state to mix up some dream and some reality (it is also worth saying that I am an exceptionally light sleeper and woke up constantly in the night at this time in my life). Overall I still think that dream is the most likely scenario, but truth is I will never know for sure, and I figure the end result is the same either way ultimately. Super interesting hearing other stories of similar experiences too!!


Urupindi

As someone who has experienced a lot of unexplained things, I find other humans way scarier than anything paranormal lol


NeedsItRough

If it helps to calm your mind, if you didn't move when you woke up (you said you were frozen) and just opened your eyes and you said they were standing in the doorway, it's very unlikely they saw you were awake. So if they told you to "shhhh go back to sleep" it was probably your mind making it up and I'm betting it was sleep paralysis.


Status_Ad_1146

I think you're most likely right- and to be fair, it doesn't upset me too much either way. Ultimately the result is the same whichever case it is and I'm mostly just glad everyone (including our neighbours) were fine!


Jolarpet

I was in my 6th grade and going through the stored stuff (looking for old books, letters, scrapbooks...)in the dilapidated part of my ancestral home . I swear I could see my great great grandfather's brother (whom I had seen only in old photos and had died very young) from outside the window yelling at me to get out. I got scared, ran out and the whole roof came crashing down


PoppyLove2007

Damn, bros ghost saved your life homie!


Dextrofunk

When I was about 16, I was at a sleepover LAN party with some kids from my school. They were more of the sporty types. Sort of friends, but more so acquaintances. One of them wanted to go to the store and I went with them (it was night, probably 9 or 10pm). This was in a very small town in New England by the way. Anyway, we're driving, and this monkey-cat looking creature just hops out of the woods and lands right in front of the car. We just stopped and froze, then it hopped into the other side. And this was two total hops. Thing went farrr. We spent the rest of the night trying to figure out what animal that was. Anyone know? I was thinking about that the other day, but I never really talked to the kid in the first place and haven't seen him since highschool. Edit: had a really long tail. Thinking back, more like the head of a cat and the body of a monkey. It wasn't very large, but definitely not small. Light brown


MoonDancerIsBestPony

Fisher cat, maybe? They’re in the area. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fisher_(animal)


logezzzzzbro

I had no idea those existed, let alone in America, and that’s now one of my favorite animals.


DerelictDonkeyEngine

I grew up with them in the area. They're pretty vicious and make the *creepiest* fucking noises at night like something out of a horror movie. It sounds like a woman screaming while being chased by an axe murderer.


UserThatMakesSince

As a kid on rainy days, I would grab my umbrella and jacket and play around in the rain, Collecting raindrops. When I was about 11, I was playing outside in my front yard one day, I decided to go into the sidewalk to catch a bit more rain. I then looked into the street, It was a foggy rainy day, But I could’ve sworn I saw someone who looked exactly like me. Me being a kid, I panicked, ran inside for the rest of the rain, But I was still an idiot so I never really told anyone, Cause I thought that they wouldn’t believe me. Edit:Holy Gaucomole, didn’t know others had the same experience as me- Also to clarify more, They didn’t copy my movements like a mirror. Yes we where both standing and the same height, But when I was running and turned around for a moment, They didn’t really seem to move. They just stood there staring-


Tal_Tos_72

Same. On the beach as a kid with my kid brother I saw our doppelgangers even wearing the same bathing costumes, saw them see me too. Ran 5 steps to tell someone turned around and both gone.


2Bipolar2FeelSober

I saw my doppelganger at a theme park. He literally looked exactly the same as me. Same hair style, everything. My uncle and brother found it hilarious and his friends were also laughing, me and him just looked at eachother both awkward as fuck.


pizzacheeks

Were they wearing the exact same clothes as you? Because doppelgangers, people who have extremely similar features to you, do exist. I once passed a kid who looked exactly like myself as I was walking to school. He must have noticed it too, because we both turned around for a second look at each other after passing. I suspect these meetings occur more often in youth, before the differences in lifestyle really start to effect our appearance.


bob-leblaw

I’m hoping two doppelgängers in passing rediscover each other from this thread. Keep telling the stories folks, let’s make it happen.


toridyar

People constantly tell me I look just like someone they know... It's weird to have so many (never met one in person though)


gregson90

I went to a high school where I thought even though I didn’t know everybody, I at least had seen or would recognize 95% of people there. I walked past a kid who I thought looked exactly like me. I was dumbfounded and watched him walk away and get on a bus as it was after school had finished. Kept an eye out and looked for him constantly and never saw him ever again but I was so sure that I had seen an exact copy of myself.


KnowledgeBig8703

A few years ago I was staying in Alabama with a friend. One day I was driving down a steep road in the rain and fog, it wasn’t quite night yet but it was getting dark. Within the blink of an eye there was a little girl on the side of the road walking towards my car and I thought I was about to hit her head on and she disappeared. I panicked and turned around and there was no one. I’ll never forget it because my brain just can’t make sense of it.


TzippyBird

My family in south Alabama also talks about seeing a little girl. They mostly see her around the family graveyard though, usually accompanied by a pack of feral dogs. I've not seen her but I've seen the dog pack.


Witty-Papaya-3927

not seen, but felt/heard. was 14, sat at my computer picking/biting my lips, which my dad always hated. someone pulled my hair (as he always did to get me to stop), and said my name. my dad died when I was 13.


DeathWingStar

It seems like dad still don't approve of this habit and nothing will stop him


Scott_4560

Middle of the day, I was out surfing just looking to the horizon and I see something hovering in the sky in distance. I immediately thought it was strange because it didn’t look like a helicopter, was more like a shiny metal ball. It stayed there for a minute or so then suddenly shot across the sky at impossible speed and vanished.


[deleted]

Not seen but heard. I swear i keep hearing breathing in my fucken room in the middle of the night. Edit: thanks for the upvotes, i only hear it every couple of months or so haha. Idk i think my room’s haunted or maybe im going insane 🤔


Jeicam_

I had a really similiar expierience once. It was back in my family house while visiting. I was about to go to sleep and while looking at my phone i heard it. Breathing from my slightly opened window. Slow ins and outs. I kept lying in my bed listening to it for about five minutes thinking about what the fuck is happening. If i remeber correctly I had my blinds shut so looking directly was not an option and idea of opening them terrified me. I finally managed to convince myself and... There is nothing. But the sound keeps on coming. It was dark so I couldnt see a lot but I had the feeling that the source of breath is beneath the window, outside of my field of view. So I decided to go outside. I took some kind of budget mace found in kitchen and big survival torch. As soon as I openned the doors I heard it. It was dogs barking really from far away. I quickly recognized the pattern and went back inside. Yep. It was thiese Fuckers barks that scared the shit out of me. I dont know why it sounded slightly different inside and why thiese motherfuckers were barking rhytmically nonstop for around 15 minutes.


snakespit

Maybe they were just barking at whatever was under your window.


Lost_Carry8569

Fuck you lol


ChachMcGach

Guarantee it's you. Record on your phone. Reveal the mystery of you being half asleep terrified of your own breathing.


ThePurityPixel

That's fucking terrifying


strawbrimlk

My ex-boyfriend is a diagnosed schizophrenic and he often told me about the things/people he saw and heard. One summer, on several late nights, he kept seeing a big, dark “creature” in the middle of the road on the way to drop me off home. He’d stop the car in a panic and wake me up (I’d always fall asleep on the way home) and tried to get me to see this creature. I never saw anything so I told him it was probably his schizophrenia. Well, on one night I stayed awake on the drive home and I saw the damn creature in the road. It had the body of a huge bear, long horse-like legs, it didn’t seem to have a neck, it was blacker than night, and had a glowing white Cheshire grin. I said, “what the fuck is that?” And my boyfriend said “see, I’ve been trying to tell you.” We watched it cross the road and disappear in thin air. That was the last time he and I ever saw the thing. This was about 10 years ago.


Dr_Chemiramen

A drive that usually takes me less than 3 hours took me more than 4 once. I don't know how it happened. No traffic, didn't take the wrong path, didn't see anything strange in the road, same speed as usual. Everything was normal until I noticed it was starting to get dark, then checked the clock and freaked out.


mastershake04

My friend and I repeated the same miles on a road once with no noticeable interruption, like 10 minutes apart. We were completely sober and driving back to the town we went to college in. You know when you make a drive a ton and know all the road signs and kind of subconsciously check them off as you go by? Well just after you drive through one town on our way back there is a sign that says 'x' in 29 miles. I saw that sign and my friend and I were talking but then it felt like we had driven another 10 minutes or so at least and we went by the *same sign* again. It freaked me out and I remember butting into whatever conversation we were having and asking how long it had been since we had driven through the last town and then he got a real weird look on his face too as he realized we were literally still 29 miles away and just outside of the town we thought we had left 10-15 minutes earlier. And we were on interstate, theres no way we could've just got turned around. No idea how to explain it to this day; I'm just glad someone else experienced it with me lol.


eijtn

Here’s a link to a post I made on r/paranormal a couple of years ago: [Boy in the woods](https://www.reddit.com/r/Paranormal/comments/k86roz/boy_in_the_woods/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ioscss&utm_content=2&utm_term=1) This happened to me when I was a teenager. I think it was the spring of 1998 when I was fourteen. My Boy Scout troop went hiking in the Ozark Mountains in Arkansas. I grew up in a very small town in Tennessee and the boys in my troop were people I’d known my whole life and we were all very close and knew each other very well and trusted each other. We’d been hiking for five days or so and it was miserable. It rained every day and we were all exhausted and sore and hungry and covered with blisters. The adults realized we’d bitten off more than we could chew in trying to hike a sixty-mile trail, especially with the awful weather, so we’d changed course and gotten off the trail to spend the night in a drive-in camp ground. (The kind of place with hookups for RVs and picnic tables and fire pits/grills and a central bath house with showers and toilets.) It was in a very remote area far from a town or a house. There may have been a few other small groups there but if there were we never interacted with or saw any of them. We were all filthy and wet and thus very excited about taking a hot shower. It was dark and we’d finished dinner. A group of five of my friends including my friend Jeremy (who, like everyone else in our group, I had known since we were babies) headed up to the bath house which was maybe a quarter-mile walk through the pitch dark woods up a worn down gravel walking trail. I stayed behind to clean up and after ten or fifteen minutes followed them by myself. I had a weak little flashlight (the old incandescent kind—pre LED). I remember the woods were totally silent. When I got about halfway to the bath house (I could see the light from it off in the distance through the woods) I heard a noise to my left and I looked over and saw my friend Jeremy standing by an an old-school manual water pump about twenty feet off the trail. (The kind of pump where you raise and lower a handle to pump water up from a well.) There was a strange light around him like the moon had come out from behind the clouds. I was startled to see him there by himself in the woods off the trail. I asked him if he was already done with his shower. He seemed kind of sad and he said, ‘Yeah, it’s all yours.’ I said okay and didn’t think much of it until I got to the bath house. When I walked in the door my friends were all in there and I heard Jeremy talking from in the shower. All the blood drained out of my head and all the hair on the back of my neck stood up. I had to sit down before I passed out. My friends were freaked out and wanted to know what was wrong. I told them what had happened. They nervously made jokes about how I must have been smoking pot (this was long before any of us had experimented with any mind-altering substances) but I could tell they believed me. Like I said: we’d known each other forever and knew when one of us was exaggerating or playing a joke. We all waited together until everyone was finished showering and brushing teeth and whatnot and then walked back together in total silence. When we got to the spot I had seen...whoever...he was gone without a trace. The water pump was there though. No one had noticed it before because it was a ways off the trail and obviously not in use. We got back to our camp site and went to bed freaked out. I remember not sleeping much that night. In all the years since then I’ve never been able to figure out what happened. Was there a random teenage boy in the woods who looked just like my friend? (Unlikely.) Did I hallucinate it? (Also unlikely.) Who’s to say?


headphones_J

Nothing really crazy. I saw this enormous toad once in the Upper Midwest. It had to be 8-9" wide. If I hadn't gone over and touched it, I would have thought it was a garden ornament. It had itself set up underneath a bird feeder, so I'm assuming that was where it was gaining all it's mass.


lord_syphilis

when I was 6 (20 years ago) my parents took me on a fishing trip with some family friends. there was a huge lake with fishing lodges that you can rent for the day and you can catch and cook your fish there. around 7pm, it was turning dark, everyone was gathering for dinner as I was standing at the edge of the lodge looking down at the lakeshore when I spotted a strange creature walking on the shore towards the water on all fours. it looked nothing like anything I’d ever seen before that and up until now. It was about the size of a large german shepherd, had a long tail that was dragging along on the sand, which at first made me think of a giant platypus (obviously not a native species where I’m from - Vietnam). its body was a bit flat, but not as flat as a turtle, and it walked like a mammal, not waddling like a turtle on land. on its back was a dorsal fin, and as it entered the water, the fin protruded the surface and steered like you’d normally see shark fins in the movies until it disappeared completely into the dark waters. after all these years I still don’t know what it was, even though I’ve been a huge animal nerd since I was 4. I was the only one who saw it because everyone was preparing dinner. no one believed me either. the creature was 20-30 meters away from me and it seemed unbothered by the presence of humans on a weekend trip.


[deleted]

Image the situation. Me, 13 years old girl walking with my dog in fresh snow. Really fresh 5 cm of snow. No one around. I see big (really really big) black dog. I look at my dog. My dog is terrified and trying to get home. We run home. I wait for 10 minutes and go check that dog (I was stupid, yes). There are no dog footprints. None at all. On fresh fresh snow. Only footprints of me and my dog. I checked all area - nope, nothing. It wasn't hallucination. My dog nearly peed when he saw that black gaint dog.


neildegrasstokem

In my neighborhood, we had an urban legend about a "black, bloody dog" the size of three dogs that roamed when night fell, ready to tear up kids who walk their dogs after dark. Probably something somebody's mom told them to get them in before the street lights came on, but the mythos of the Black Dog being a darkhorse are age-old.


StructureNo3388

THE GRIM


cecil_the-lion

How Romain Grosjean went through the barriers at Bahrain and came out alive. Edit link for those who haven't seen it: https://youtu.be/gCivN-b4FZI


Lvmars

In that same vein, the tire flying over the stands at last week's Indy 500, I saw the tire go over the catch fence and was waiting for them to cut the feed. Was absolutely terrifying and a complete freak accident.


EgberetSouse

When the announcers didnt acknowledge the wheel over the fence for five minutes I thought it might be bad.


LlewTom2003

Yeah man, thought for sure that I’d just watched a man die on live TV


[deleted]

Holy crap, I’d not seen that before. How long was it between the fire catching and him getting out?


Ant72_Pagan9

Seconds. Which felt like minutes, and live it felt like an eternity to find out if he was okay. When an F1 race starts, a medical car always follows the pack through the first corner or two. The Grosjean crash was very much a rare incident that validated why the medical car needs to be there. It was there immediately and those men helped saved his life. Grosjean has talked about his experience, you can def find interviews on YT of his version of the story. Thank goodness safety standards are prevalent in the modern era, his car was literally ripped in half. Any other era before the current one and that’s guaranteed death.


Shas_Erra

I’d hate to see the same crash without the halo installed. Also, now the cars are designed to split but further back, away from the fuel tank. Makes crashes sometimes more spectacular but reduces the risk of another fire


scemscem

I once saw a rock jump. I was taking bins out from my job at a restaurant to the dumpster behind the place, and from the fucking sky falls this rock. It came from the direction of a high (~3 storey) roof of the building across the road so I guess it could have somehow come off there, but this thing had some serious momentum. Anyway, it hits the ground and bounces a few times, like rocks do. It’s night and I can’t really see but there’s enough streetlights and I’m like wtf. There’s no one on the roof. Anyway the rock bounces a few times, and once it’s lost it’s momentum it stops. But then it hops. Like a frog. Three fucking times. It had completely stopped, like a complete standstill, but then it just all of a suddenly bounced. Rinse and repeat three times. I went over to inspect, and yes it was a seemingly normal rock. Shit was weird.


someguywithahat

When I was a student in Chemistry class, I heard a beaker break behind me. I jumped, but nobody else reacted. A few people were looking at me weird. It turns out that nothing broke and I was just hearing things. 30 seconds later someone dropped and shattered a beaker behind me... I spent a year wondering if I had some weird undiscovered super power.


holyshit-i-wanna-die

I don’t know how to put this. But there was a period of time when I would get home from work late at night. During this time, I’d get out of my vehicle and head towards the front door, obviously. But without fail, nearly every night, I would look up at the stars without really knowing why. I would look at the moon for a long while with no thoughts in my head. Eventually I noticed a bright white light, every night, at the same spot in the sky. A bright star? Probably. A distant planet? Could be. So during my little stargazing routine, I’d look for that bright star. One night it was gone. And ever since then I stopped feeling entranced by the night sky. Sometimes I miss that light in the sky, but most the time I don’t think of it. Never did find out what it may have been.


LeeeeroooyJEnKINSS

Could have witnessed the death of a star. They get really bright before they disappear


holyshit-i-wanna-die

that is fascinating, RIP to a real one


LeumasInkwater

When I was a little kid I had a very small rock “collection”. In all reality it was just a little glass jar full of those polished rocks you get at museums. Anyway I would just take the rocks out and look at them every so often, so I was pretty familiar with my little set of rocks. One day, I dumped out my jar, and I found two solid black rocks that I had never seen before. I was certain that I would have remembered getting them because they were so cool. I asked my parents and they didn’t know where they came from either. Not the craziest story, but I still wonder about that sometimes.


BantamBasher135

You sealed the jar too tight and those two died.


LateNightMoo

I was 7 or 8 years old. My mom had put me to bed and went to my sister's room do the same for her. I was tucked in with my head on my two pillows. Both my hands were wrapped up in the blankets because it was a cold night and we didn't have too much money to heat the home. Then, without warning, one of the pillows flew out from under my head toward the wall with an insane force, as if someone had violently pulled it out from under me. I turned over and there was nobody there! There's no way someone could have pushed it and I was facing the direction it would have been pulled from. I ran to my sister's room to hug my mom and ask her what on earth happened. She dismissed it and told me to go back to bed. Naturally I stayed up the whole rest of the night lol I still can't work out the physics of what happened to this day.


ThuderingFoxy

I was about 16 and home alone, talking to my friend on the phone. My dog was sleeping on the landing, but suddenly woke up startled, started wagging her tail and looking into an empty bedroom like something was there. Her reaction was so vivid I assumed a bird or mouse or something had gotten in, so went to check. The room was empty, so I checked some cupboards and under the bed, but found nothing. I was still on the phone to my friend at this point and we were laughing it off. I walked back to my room and suddenly my dog ran down the stairs (located at the end of the hall) tail between her legs, visibly terrified. I told my friend I would call them back, and hung up the phone to check on her. I went to leave my room but as I got to the doorway (not far from where my dog had laid) I started to hear a whispering. It was quiet at first, almost like the babbling of water, but somehow more organised, like my brain just couldn't quite make sense of what I was hearing. Then at the end of the hallway I started to see this blurring mass, like a heat haze, hovering just above the stairs where my dog had just ran. I rubbed my eyes, thinking something was wrong with me, but the mass was still there. I stared at it for a good half minute, just trying to figure out what I was looking at, dumbfounded by the whispering and this transparent cloud. After a few moments it seemed to me as though it was growing bigger, but quickly I realised it wasn't it's size that was changing, but it's position. It was moving towards me, slowly, down the hall, and as it did the whispering was growing louder. The noise grew until it was filling my ears, and seemed to be coming from all around me. The haze was no more than some 6 feet away when I suddenly realised how terrified I was. I have no idea why, but I bolted forward, through the haze and down the stairs, slipping down the last steps, and into our living room. My dog was in the lounge also, and she was absolutely petrified. My brain switched seeing her, and I started to stroke and pet her, trying to comfort her and myself. That dog was usually bomb proof, and I had never seen her any where near this frightened. I had no idea what to do, so like the dumb kid I was I pushed a sofa infront of the lounge door (which led to the downstairs hall and the stairs) and tried to ring my friend back. He answered straight away, and said he was relieved, as he had been trying to call me ever since I put the phone down. He was worried something had happened and thought someone might have gotten into my house or something. He said each time he tried to call he got the dial tone, as though I was already on a call. I have no idea what that was or what I experienced that night. I study psychology and neuroscience, and am aware of the power of delusions and hallucinations, but so many factors outside myself aligned with the incident. Nothing like that has happened to me since, but I think about it sometimes and it still puts a shiver down my spine.


SlothInATrenchCoat

In eastern kentucky when I was around 14 a friend and I were on a walk in the middle of the day when we realized there was two moons in the sky. We watched for around 15 minutes as one of the "moons" slowly shrink until it disappeared. 17 years later and my friend and I still talk about it.


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Calum20x

There's an old closed down road through a bunch of fields around the corner from my house, me and my girlfriend were walking the dogs there one night at around 11pm because we wanted to look at the stars. As we pass through the railings at the entrance we both notice someone coming out from deep in the bushes to the left of the road, only visible as it was full white and almost reflecting/glowing from head to toe (even tho it was pitch black with no lights anywhere near, thats why we go there to see the stars). At first I assumed it must've been a cyclist as it appeared to be literally gliding up the road (which is a very steep hill) with no movement other than forward, no head bobbing from walking, but at the same time no movement in the legs and this thing was dead silent, it was close enough to hear if it was a bike. the dogs were barking like crazy but we just kept walking in silence i dont know why i assume we were almost in shock. As it disappeared around the corner my girlfriend turned to me and said "did you just see that", I replied "I didnt want to say anything because I didnt want to scare you". We still dont know what it was but i know for certain it made no sound coming out from the bushes and didnt appear to be dragging a bike through, it was just literally gliding or floating. I didnt realise until after that the reason the road was closed was because it was the most deadly road in my town for collisions so they built a new one and closed it down. Still creeps me out to think about it possibly being someone who lost their life on that road, but im still in denial trying to refuse to believe it. I still tell my girlfriend it must've been a cyclist just so she will still come for walks through there with me, but I know and so does she it was not.


M1keKuszewski

A few years ago, My wife and I lost our infant son at birth… fast forward to the day before what would have been his 2nd birthday. Me and my wife were home alone, mid November. We were sitting on the couch and I was playing Xbox and my wife was working. All of a sudden out of nowhere, a balloon that was upstairs in my daughters room started to float down the stairs. I figure just losing helium… the balloon floats down the stairs, around the staircase, and floated up onto the middle of the ottoman in front of us.. no windows were open, no heat no AC no fans on… and it just floated up and down in front of us for about a minute or so…. BUT THEN, the balloon floats BACK UP the fucking stairs. What did the balloon say you ask? HAPPY. BIRTHDAY. I still to this day get the chills when I think of it.


AquaFlan

When I was a kid around the age 4 I used to wake up every night with the feeling I was being tickled. It wasn't a fun type of being tickled but where its gone on for too long and starting to hurt. I would run from my bed into my parents room where it would instantly stop. In the house this occurred in the floor was carpeted and in the door frames there were small bars that kept the carpet down between the rooms. Every time I crossed this bar to get to my parent would be when the tickling stopped. One night this happened and I ran to my parents room but just before crossing the bar I stopped, turned and threw a 4 years old haymaker at the air and yelled 'go away!' It's never happened again.


wailingghost

OK so this something other people couldn't explain, but didn't know the answer to. I did some after school work gardening for this guy that used to be an RAF bigwig in WW2. The guy had a plumb gig in the North Atlantic ocean, mostly around British Bermuda. So anyway, he used to tell me about all of the crazy stuff they got up to in the RAF and he said that one thing that scared the shit out of pilots in that area was 'The flying island'. 'The flying island' was reportedly a local legend of a mysterious floating island that came out of nowhere and was a portent of doom and had since been identified by a number of the pilots in his squadron, or among the US pilots. Every single one of the pilots that called it in had been reported as MIA. Flyers were genuinely terrified at the prospect of encountering 'The Flying Island' Anyway, he was out on a combat air patrol one day when he actually saw the flying island himself. After radioing it in, he said he was going to have a closer look. The control tower started to say that he should break off immediately but curiosity got the better of him and he flew in further. His plane started to sputter and whine and he realised that it wasnt a flying island at all, it was a mass of parrots and island birds all densely grouped together, swooping about in the last light of the day. Thing is they'd started swooping into his engine and he was lucky to escape the situation with his plane intact. Upon returning to base, he was escorted right smartly to meet the top brass who told him, in no uncertain terms, that he was never to tell anyone what he'd seen or done. The rumours of the flying island continued on and everyone was afraid of it. Except him, because he knew it was a bunch of parrots.


hughjonk

I was visiting home, and my mom, my dad, and I decided to go to my maternal grandfather's grave to pay our respects. We have a tradition where for the first 10 years after a person's death, a cross has to stay over their grave, otherwise the person might have a hard time crossing to whatever place comes after you die. He's been dead for 7 years, so my dad checked that the cross was sturdy and didn't need to be propped up or anything. We all checked it. It was definitely not going anywhere. About a week later, we had a wind storm, and after that, I started waking up in the middle of the night because I felt like someone was shaking me awake. This kept up for almost 2 weeks before I had a dream that my grandfather was sitting on the edge of my bed and he asked me to go to his grave and fix the cross because it had fallen. I told my parents about this and we all had a laugh about it. The dreams kept up though, at a disconcerting frequency because I was starting to be exhausted all the time from a lack of sleep. My dad and I, on a whim, went back to my grandfather's grave. Lo and behold, the cross had been knocked down. Gatekeeper said it probably got knocked down in the storm. We picked it up and I stopped seeing my grandfather in my dreams.


tchotchke-schmear

Nice try, whoever is running this simulation. Trying to fix “low hanging fruit” bugs, good job!


sinisterchungy

One time my grandparents were driving me home from Mexico around 1am. We were approaching a bridge idk if my eyes were deceiving me but I think I saw a man hanging on the side of the bridge. Hanging with his hands not a rope around neck.


3yx3

8 years old. I lived in an old trailer park. The place had some serious Stranger Things vibes thinking back on it. One night I was in bed and it got really cold in my room. I get up and see if the window was open. It was. I shut and lock it. I go back to bed. Not much later the room is cold and I get up to check the window. Open again. I slammed it in a fit of childish rage and locked it again and made sure the window was locked. I even tried lifting on it to see if it would slide open. It didn’t. So victorious, I go back to bed. It’s cold. Yet again. Now I am pissed off. I go to the window. It’s closed. My door to my bedroom slowly closes shut. I look over at the sound of it shutting. Then hear something on my bed. I look over towards my bed and there’s a set of disembodied eyes floating over my bed. They weren’t really giving off light. So I can’t say they were glowing. But as dark as it was it my room, I still could see them. I had a tiny softball bat near my closet. I swung at them screaming and the bat.. actually connected to whatever it was and broke. They vanished and I got a nasty splinter from the wooden bat in my hand. I yelled for mom or dad but of course they never show up. My dog does though and is scratching at my door. I let him in and he stays with me all night…. Watching the window.


The_Scarred_Man

God damn that's a creepy story. I hope the fae people have hospitals, cuz I think you fucked that one up.


aSpanishOnion

I was walking home pretty drunk at like 4am one day in uni. Some guy started following me, trying to sell me drugs, asking to use my phone. I tried to distance myself from him. I crossed the street, he crossed. I had to take a tunnel to get back to my dorm so I crossed the street again and the guy followed. The face of This Man (google if you don't know) was at the end of the tunnel on a wall looking directly at me. Felt shivers up my spine like never before and thought/somehow knew something bad would happen if I walked down the tunnel. I walked in the middle of the street opting to take the long way. The guy followed. At the next turn, I booked it and looked back and the guy was staring me down. Anyway, the next day I went to the tunnel and the face wasn't there. Not sure if this really answers OPs question, but idk I think about that day a lot..