I loved story two - the fact this guy came with a rock, probably to scare or harm them, and the campers pull out a bow, a hatchet, and a knife. Probably thought he had bitten off more then he could chew.
I am a former EMT. Story 36 was probably an escorted nuclear material truck. When I was taking classes to get my EMT cert., the instructor proceeded to tell us that if we ever see a semitruck on the highway being escorted by black suv's to stay away from it. The truck is mostlikely carrying nuclear/radio active material and that the escorting black suv's would have teams of heavily armed government officials in them.
For the first time in a few months, I decided to leave the house for a short walk around the neighborhood. Do something nice for my mental health instead of rotting in bed all day long. As I'm walking down the sidewalk, I notice a fairly tall and bulky guy, dressed in all black, walking behind me. I try not to think too much about it, but as I'm starting to approach the cul-de-sac, I start to feel a bit queasy. I look back, noticing he's still walking in my direction, picking up the pace; he's speed walking. He's definitely following me. So, I began to speed walk, eventually reaching the house of a neighbor that I've chatted with a few times (our dogs are friends). I cut through their yard, booking it towards the back of my house (which isn't really my house; I still live at home), and duck behind the porch stairs. I'm peeking out from behind the stairs, looking in the direction I just came from. I see this guy scanning the area as if he's searching for someone. I decided it was time for me to go back inside, as I did not want to be spotted by this dude. I didn’t want no smoke. This wasn’t the scariest experience I’ve had, but it most definitely was a strange and creepy one.
Scariest thing for me, was years ago when I worked for the DoD (Department of Defense) as a civilian environmental engineer. I had been posted working at this one site that had been built some time after WW1. My office was located in the basement floor of one of the older buildings. Most of my time was spent reviewing papers (I was a water waste treatment engineer), and heading out from time to time to take samples from the water treatment facility. You'd be surprised how careful the military is with the environment... but I digress. Several times I found myself working late in the office, reviewing test results and the like, and most every time I had the same weird thing happen. There was an old freight elevator that would, of its own accord, rattle down to where I was. You'd hear this thing just "kathunk" and then rattle/screech as it lowered to the floor I was on. The first few times, I headed out to see who was riding down... or even why they were on that thing as I'd been told it wasn't safe. Yet I couldn't ever see anyone near it. This was the kind of elevator you controlled from inside the car itself, so it wasn't like someone was pushing a button to prank me. This continued the whole time I was there, and it wasn't until shortly before I was transferred to another posting that I was told that not only was I not the only one to experience that, but it was a very common problem. What's more, the reason it did that was believed to be tied to the location itself. Apparently, until the mid 80's, the site there performed destructive testing on vehicles, basically testing the survivability of various new military vehicles. To do this, they would use human cadavers that had been 'donated to science'. After the tests, what remained of those cadavers was loaded up into cardboard biohazard barrels, and brought down into the basement where I was, to be incinerated. They were deemed "biological waste" and just burned and disposed of. I don't know how many cadavers went through that, but it stands to reason there's a lot of people who, if they knew what their body had done to it after they donated it... they wouldn't be happy.
As someone who'se only death wish is to be donated to science, I have to say, I'd be perfectly ok with being used in vehicle testing. Science is science, and I sure as hell would be cheaper than those crash dummies, albeit messier. Science isn't always glamourous or brings up a groundbreaking discovery, those tests need to be performed. Might as well be my meat covered bone mecha, that has no pilot inside anymore!
Story 17: I have a better rendition of that. ‘He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when you’re awake, he’s locked the doors and windows so there’s really no escape’
The story about the voice telling them to check the heater and the boiler made me for disproportionately uneasy for some reason. The moment he read the voice's quotes I had goosebumps for some reason.
My mother had a similar thing, but it wasn't really creepy or anything. A power outage reset her alarm clock (no backup battery) and about 10 minutes after it should have gone off, she was awoken by some kind of ghostly voice calling her name. Me being a child at the time thought it was pretty creepy. Now I realize her subconscious just knew she should have been awake by now and influenced her dreams.
@@renakunisaki Yeah, from what I heard, if we tend to sleep in a certain schedule, our body learns to change our sleep cycle accordingly so we wake up in time and more easily. Although, the fact that there was an actual voice made me get goosebumps...
We have three cats, two boys and a girl, but before we got our female black cat we had a female calico named Picasso who was my best friend from the time I was three until February of 2021. She lived fourteen years before she died of non-Hodgkin's lymphoma laying next to my mom on the couch. My whole family was devastated, even our other cat Fred who is now six was deeply upset and still is. Picasso was practically his adoptive mom. Two nights after she passed away I was laying in my bedroom crying about her because she wasn't there to sleep with me anymore and suddenly felt the matress lightly shake the way it would when she would jump up to sleep with me, but I look over thinking it's either Fred or maybe our month old kitten Rugen and there's nothing there. Cried myself to sleep that night. I miss that cat so much.
and now i am in tears. Remember she lived a happy life with you and your family her spirit was there comforting you as you mourn, she still is there watching over you. She lived happy and past away happy never forget that.
It’s always scary when some creepy person beckons you to their truck or crap like that, then later you find out that they are a murderer. Gives ya chill down your spine knowing what would’ve happened if you fell for their tricks.
Silly the cat was so sweet it brought tears to my eyes. Same with the estranged father and son where the father got in the car crash and they reconnected after a voice told the son to check on his father... and the other stories with people hearing voices that saved them The damn fart in the family tent literally almost caused me to pee on myself laughing! I had to actually run to the bathroom!
Story 28 that guy was probably sleepwalking and dreaming at the same time. I used to share a room with my brother, both when we were young teens and one night he was just standing next to my bed across the room from his, staring at me and said in a low and serious tone: where is my phone. He then said: I have to get up where is my phone. He raised his voice to a loud but not a yell and asked me and I simply said I don’t know and it’s 2 in the morning. He just said oh and walked back to his bed and went to sleep. Some things like that started happening more often and I started having fun with it. I would tell him something like we’re late for school or he has to go clean the dishes
That last bit is funny as hell 😂 My cousin’s boyfriend does something similar where one time she caught him sleepwalking and he was randomly moving furniture around the room lol. Apparently one time he also tried to make mashed potatoes in his sleep
A year ago now I went by bus through a countryside. I was leaving from my then-gf's house. The bus ride was always very chill. It took about two hours and looking out the window in the night with music on my earphones was some of the best times. But one day when I was taking that same bus, right as I entered, the athmosphere was just off. Normally barely any people take that bus so I am used to being almost alone in there. This time the only person on the bus besides me and the driver was a middle aged woman with a small backpack. She looked like reality was breaking around her. Like she saw something completeley otherworldly. I sat myself somewhat far from that lady. Turned my music on and tried to get the usual vibe. But with every song played and every stop taken I realized how 'in the middle of nowhere' we actually are for the first time ever. With every song played and every step closer to absolute remoteness taken the atmoshpere became more eerie and unsettling. Then she started praying. She was saying how 'they' will come and punish her for her sins. Mind that even tho I was almost a whole bus apart from her, she was praying loud enough for me to hear it even with my music on. She prayed. Prayed... prayed that her sins should be punished for now she has her family's blood on her hands. At that point I am seriously considering either having Emergency services ready on my phone or reaching for my pocketknife. Her prayers became louder and louder. And one second she just stops. Completely. Like as if she saw something in the utter darkness outside. We entered a very deep forest. In the middle of which was a bus stop. A bus stop in what seems to be the most remote place in the country. The bus stops to a halt. Only a dim flashing street light illuminates the little bench with the bus stop sign. Then... only the vague outlines of trees and pure darkness. That lady stepped of the bus with her backpack on. Says absolutely nothing and goes next to the bench. Starts to put her backpack off and throws it to the side with tramendous force. Then starts sprinting into the absolute darkness, swallowing her whole. Sprinting so fast I barely saw what happened. As the doors of the bus were closing, a loud scream resonated through the forest. The sound was absolutely not human. Very primal and almost... malevolent. We left the forest and the second we did, everything felt normal again. I, in a fit of absolute confusion, asked the driver who that was and what the hell happened. He said that when she was ordering the ticket in his cab, she was in a rush and was very rude, almost to the point of aggression but didn't show a sign of being under the influence of any substance, no wide pupils, no out of the question deviations in her voice nor her sentence structuring. Just a very rude person in a rush. Also said that he never ever met her before nor why the hell she did what she did. He had the same vibe as me the whole time she was on board and we talked about it the rest of the way. Side info: I live in the Czech republic (central europe).
I've had a couple dreams that showed the future, but of course I had no way of knowing until I saw the same place in real life. I have a theory about why that happens. You remember the dream, but that memory is missing a piece (which was never really there, because dreams are abstract and weird). Your brain naturally tries to fill in any holes in your memory. Eventually you see something that happens to fit, and voila, that memory is now "complete", and you wonder how a memory from a while ago contains an image of something you've just seen for the first time. What's really happened is like when the wrong piece of a jigsaw puzzle happens to fit in a hole. That new thing you just saw happens to fit into that missing piece of memory, but it's a false positive.
Yes, but also, when there are infinite possibilities to dream, you will sometimes just happen to dream something possible. Like 17 or something people had dreams that 'predicted' the twin tower attacks on 9/11 and coincidentally, someone wrote a book that described basically the same events as the Titanic... BEFORE it happened. With the infinite possibilities of imagination, yes, you will sometimes hit a 'prediction' but only because you have so many dreams, sometimes your imagination will strike on a real thing that could happen.
The concept of this is known as “Precognition” and can both be your brain matching missing pieces and also what the other reply mentions of things just happening to line up, but it can be very chilling when you dream of something almost exactly as it happens in your own life, I’ve had moments alike this in my past as well, it seems to just be an odd thing with humans, similar to the dream man
This one is hard to believe, but here we go. So, we had just moved into my current house as I was sleeping on a mattress (hadn’t gotten the bunk bed set up yet). I always sleep with my head facing the same direction (the left), which would give me a good view of the room on the other side of the hallway which didn’t t have a door. I have insomnia btw, but this night it felt… important that I went to sleep fast, and I was luckily able to do so. And I had a dream where I was in a strange place that looked somewhat similar to the hall you fight sans in on a genocide route in Undertale. At the end of the hall is a strange looking person who was saying something to herself in a quiet chanting-singing voice about “Following The Willow Wisps”. She looked up at me and repeats it before telling me to wake up. Now, I almost always have lucid dreams (not sure if that’s why I can do it), but I can wake up from dreams whenever I want. So I did. And then, in the room on the other side of the hall, there was a glowing white ball which floated around for a few seconds and then saying something in a whisper and disappearing.
One time, years ago, my irl friend, J, introduced me to her friend, O, who she met in an online game. We were young and we got along with O, chatting in group chats and whatnot. O started speaking more and more of his poor mental health, until he reached his breaking point. He sent one last message saying he was going to self-destruct, and that when we saw the message it would already be too late. J and i were sad for the next couple days. Turns out J’s parents looked through her phone and saw the messages, bringing it to the police. They found out O was still alive, but that he was also not real. O was a 30 year old man baiting us kids into believing his story. Looking back on this, I’m eternally grateful for this getting out, as our unexperienced selves may not have ever reached out if something horrible were to happen. TL/DR: Friend introduces me to an internet friend who turned out to be a creep staging his own self-termination
To begin, I've always had vivid dreams. Even as a kid, it wasn't until I was around 8 or 9 that I realized that a lot of my dreams were prophetic in nature and would show me things that would happen later in my life. I state this fact because one night I had a nightmare when I was about 6 or 7 and it was either 2001 or 2002, in the nightmare I see this big, humanoid shadow, pitch black out of the corner of my eye. As if someone was standing just behind me, ready to jump me. I run forward into a strange cave like structure with an ambient dripping sound, the main feature being these arches of lights that would move towards the back of the cave until eventually forming an arch over some kind of exit tunnel with the word "exit" above it. I tried to rush to the exit but was soon pulled towards some spot on the floor, there was a vortex with a hole in the middle that sucked me into darkness, at which point I woke up. Fast forward to 2016 and I'm spending my last night in Florida, I'm at universal city walk and decide to cap off everything with a round of mini golf. I chose the "It came from planet putt" side of their Drive-In movie themed mini golf courses. I play through the course, having a fun time until I reach hole 18, hole 18 takes place inside this giant worm creature made of concrete and painted to look like an alien monster. I look inside the worm-cave and get a very uneasy sense, like something was off but I couldn't quite tell what. It was then that I saw a tall, humanoid shadow standing behind me out of the corner of my eye, I immediately turn around to see if there was anyone there, called out and looked around the previous hole to see if someone was waiting on me to play the last hole. Absolutely no one, I was alone. I turn around and notice that the inside of the worm had this ambient dripping sound in it, and there were arches of lights, that would move backwards, progressively shrinking until arching over the exit path at the back of the worm, with the word EXIT above it, also in lights. I was really freaked out at this point so I tried to speed putt and that's when I saw the hole, the golf hole was in the middle of a rotating disc, with a vortex pattern on it. I picked up my ball, practically threw it in the hole and bolted out of there as fast as my legs could carry me. To this day, I still remember it on occasion and it scares me so bad I start to cry a little.
I live in Florida. I go to Universal all the time and do that specific golf course occasionally to freshen things up a bit, I actually did the alien side recently. It’s honestly kinda funny to hear that seeing as being on that golf course with my family has always been super fun. Next time when you come back, do the halloween side next, it’s probably the better of the two.
When I was a.kid I loved flying, and I had a parent who managed an airport. Couldn't keep me on the ground. I had a whole drawer of those flight pins they gave kids, and I had to stop taking them so I could keep shutting my drawer Well, this is the story of the one flight I refused. My family and my dad's friends were going to take turns riding a tourism helicopter tour. At first I was the most excited, but as we climbed up the walkway to bird, color quickly drained from my face as terror gripped my body. A week later my old man's friend called my dad and told him to check the news. That was one of the last flights the pilot or helicopter ever came back from. Lost with all passengers. Maybe it was instinct. Maybe it was God. Maybe it was the holy land of the Lakota looking out for the gringo kid who's heart it stole. But someone, or something let me know in no uncertain terms that that bird was death.
This is a story that happened to me a few months ago. It's scares me a little. I stay late a lot. I have this habit of looking out my window to see cars drive by. It gave me a nice feeling that I wasn't the only one awake. But one night I looked out my window and see two girls running like they were being chased. It's not like I saw anyone go after them but I don't know how often it is to see two woman jogging at 2 am. I really hope nothing bad happened to those girls.
Woke up in the middle of night cos i was chilly, reached for blanket.. didn't feel it.. patted around some more.. nothing. Opened my eyes to look.. my blanket was hovering a good 2-3 feet over my body. My mom sent me back saying it was a bad dream. She didn't believe me until she saw my guitar strum itself when i wasn't home.
This is nothing huge but still creeped me and my brother out I was about a freshman in high school, my brother 4 years older than me. I had only recently started to grow facial hair, so I was still relatively new to shaving, I would often forget to clean up and left the disposable razor on the sink counter and the small hair shavings in the sink. My brother would get onto my case about it. Well one day I was in my brother's room, cuddling with the cat and watching my brother play on the ps4. Then he stops to use the bathroom just across from the room. When he comes out and back into the room, he disapprovingly calls for me. Right when he called me I remembered that I once again forgot to clean up my mess. I follow him knowing full well what he's about to lecture me on. He says "tell me what's wrong with this picture", as he turns around and we both enter the bathroom. He just froze, I stood confused. The razor was cleaned, cap on, in the trash can, sink clean as well. Not only did I remember that I had left a mess, but my brother had just seen the mess mere seconds prior, and yet now it was completely taken care of. At first I thought he was trying to spook me, but he was genuinely as confused if not more than I was. He said it felt like he walked into a Twilight Zone episode.
I had this really vivid dream a while ago during the summer of 2022, where I was in my grandpa’s house (not uncommon, I spent and still spend a good portion of my time there) and my mom, grandpa, and little brother were present. All of a sudden my dad enters the house, but immediately my brother and I know something is off. It might look like our dad but I had the distinct feeling it wasn’t. Just something that looked like him or maybe was controlling him. Either way it starts chasing us, saying things in my dad’s voice and threatening me and my brother. We run around the house trying to hide and eventually we get separated. So now it’s just me. Previously my mom and grandpa had been talking in the kitchen and seeming not to notice the situation at all, despite my brother and I shrieking in fear and shouting at one another. I run into the back room of the house and my brother is sitting on the couch, not noticing me at all and watching TV. I remember the distinct feeling of “Oh no, it got you too!!” like some fake reality BS that got reset. Then the thing that looks like my dad’s keeps chasing me, so I run into a side bedroom and go to a desk, thinking to arm myself with something out of the cup of pencils, pens, scissors, and a letter opener. I grabbed a pencil. Not even a particularly sharp one. Just a pencil. Stupid dream logic… Anyways, I rush over to hide in that room’s closet; thinking to conceal myself and plan. I know I have to try and kill this thing, even if it looks like my dad. (Whom I love, he’s a lovely person and has never harmed my brother, mom, or anyone.) I hide, and for a few minutes the thing doesn’t seem to notice me; then it opens the door to the closet I’ve been hiding in and goes to grab me. As it picks me up I stab at it with my “weapon” I miss the eye and instead hit it in the shoulder. It drops me, i pull my weapon away again and run. Then I run into my bedroom and lock the door. Backing away to the middle of the room as I realize i’m trapped and the thing can definitely open the door. I panic, and the last thing I do is stab myself through the eye with the pencil; presumably ending my own life. I get brief images of myself again, and a voice saying “it’s happening again!” Before I wake up. In the same room. Lying in bed not 4 feet from where I just offed myself. I’ve gotten to the point where I can usually Lucid Dream enough during nightmares or stressful dreams that they don’t really bug me anymore. I know I’m in control and can wake up if I want to, because it isn’t real. It’s like watching a really interactive movie or playing a video game. I was only vaguely in control the entire time, I think I was continuing the dream because I really wanted to see myself beat the “monster” chasing me or run away from it. I also got sucked into the “story” of the dream and lost my focus. I remember feeling so desperate and scared right before I looked at the pencil in my hand and “made” a choice. Whatever this thing was going to do to me was much worse than my self-inflicted death. Most surreal and terrifying dream I’ve had to boot. Talk about the “your dreams are snapshots of alternate dimensions” theory. Holy shit. I hope alternate me didn’t suffer too much. Maybe she just lost an eye and lived. Maybe the door held. Idk.
Story 28 reminded me how i get weird when sleep talking, and am straight up violent at something that annoys me. My grandfather once came in to tell me something and apparently i told him "shut up I'm going to kill you" or something along those lines. When i actually woke up i went to get breakfast and i was saying goodmorning to him and he just gave me a cold shoulder so i asked my grandma what was up with him and she relayed what happened lol
i was relatively young, 7-9. We had two cats, Nikki and Molly. Molly was OLD- about 18- when she passed. She had basically kitty dementia and was always meowing a horrible meow every couple of seconds because she didn't know where she was and was scared. We put her down around noon and the rest of the day had a heavy cloud of loneliness and sorrow hanging over it. Everybody missed that cat- she was older than both me and my brother, and had been a wedding gift for my parents. She was practically the third child. Eventually we all went to bed, but I couldn't fall asleep. Nikki was in my room on my chair, sitting alert and staring at my closed bedroom door with her tail puffed up- I had only seen her tail puff up once before when I dropped a bowl right next to her and it broke, so this was not a normal thing for her to do. I just watched her watch the door for what felt like hours. Eventually I head this horrible yet familiar meow from my parent's doorway bedroom. Nikki stood up on the chair, tail sticking straight up, fur on end. She was laser-focused on my door, and I could tell she wasn't the one meowing. The noise continued, one meow every couple of seconds, and it was moving down the hallway until it stopped right in front of my door. I shit you not, my door opened like Molly had brushed into it trying to get in. I watched it creak open (old house), but there was nothing behind it. Nikki never settled down, and when I eventually fell asleep, she was still standing and staring at the door with her fur up. I don't know if it was Molly's ghost, an 'imprint' of the fear she always felt, or what, but I know what happened that day. It never happened again.
Story 15. That is like every single one of what I call "Visual Dreams", dreams you can see and remember. Every. Single. One so far has come true in the future. 100% of the time. Not scary as it has happened too many times to count, just turned normal for me and I just get the feeling of deja-vu when the scene happens.
@@LegendStormcrow Most if not all of those dreams I remember. I still remember one dream I had while in intermediate school (grades 4-6) about me throwing a freebee during our recess to one of my classmates and us playing together.
@@tewtiesmc Weird. I always assumed there was a kind of mental protection preventing remembering too far away. Like I could dream of the same situation multiple times, even when "awake" but the full events would instantly fade.
I have to keep my phone in my pocket or I get completely absorbed into the random gameplay stuff, I'm just like "What's happening next!?!?". Glad I'm not the only one lolz
Earlier this year I had to get a book from my house to take to school for my English class (I'm a currently a year 10 btw and at the time of this story I was 14). My house has a bit of an interesting design to it, my room is at the most west side of my house with my doorway being at the very end of my hallway. My hallway is also almost a straight line which makes it pretty easy to see down from my room. So. One night I remembered the book I needed for school so I got up from my bed to go grab it from my closet. The only bad thing about my closet placement is that it's placed on the opposite side of my room from my doorway, so I can see half of my hallway pretty cleary... unless it's night time and there are no lights on in the house apart from my room... which was the exact situation. So I open my closet door and look at some modern military and War related books, and then I hear a kind of unfamiliar female voice just say "Hey *my name*, You should go to bed". Scared as all Fuck I dash right up to the half of the hallway that's in front of my room and turn on the lights asking "What?! What?!" To see if the voice will come back. While I'm doing this I'm frantically looking down the other half of my hallway and into my sisters room to see if I could see somebody who shouldn't be there. I figured that I either made the voice up or my sister was sleep talking again but either way I was scared and decided ill just turn off the hallway light, quickly grab a book from my closet (it was about the Pol Pot regime btw), turn off my lamp in my room and just sleep it off. To this day I have not heard that voice again, and I'm Fucking Thankful.
Disembodied voices are a real thing.... I'm reading a book about it right now by that name: "Disembodied Voices". You should check it out. It's a very well-written book that is written by a guy who has experienced an encounter of one and as a child and later as an adult... the same one... and traveled the world interviewing and compiling accounts other people have with them and attempts to answer what they are and why they occur.
A close friend of whom I had deep feelings for told me about how she had trouble trusting guys other than her brother, one of her other friends and myself, I asked her why and she told me that one of her guy friends tried to kiss her without consent He apparently felt that since he’d been so nice to her for multiple years (two years, but apparently that’s fair game to him) that he deserved something in return, that he’d held back his feelings, but when she politely declined, he tried AGAIN, and this time, she wasn’t polite about declining, outright telling him to leave her alone, so he grabbed her arm and begged her to give him a chance, to which she said no Oh yeah, he did this in public too As she was telling me this, the only thought crossing my mind was the thought of where I could bury his body My sister had been sexually assaulted a few weeks prior to my friend telling me this story, so non consensual actions toward any woman in my life, is enough to send me over the edge, it’s enough to make me want you dead, whether it be a kiss, touching a certain area, or outright sticking your dick in her, anything done without consent is wrong
This story is from my sister point of view One night when I was 12, I was staying way to late into night and was half a sleep. When I was going to bed my sister said I was mumbling to myself about "they are here, he is watching" my sister said where i then point at a space between the closet and shelf of books and say "they are lanky and he is watching, he is croched due the ceiling being too small for him" my sister was promptly terrified and put me to bed and did a lot prayers for me. I don't remember any of this
Okay story 32 is really interesting to me, the exact same thing has happened to me TWICE but it was just a few hours... the first one I pretty young and was on a holiday near the beach and was in bed, I sort of just stared through the doorway into the hallway when all of a sudden the hallway got brighter and my eyes became sore, I was confused and wondered what happened, when I looked to the right of me, I saw my siblings weren't in bed anymore and I went out of the room to find my mother making breakfast and my siblings watching tom and jerry on the tv... and yeah my eyes were a bit red when I looked in the mirror I think? the second time I was also young, and this time at home, I was in bed and I stared at the window across from me, the blinds were closed, all of a sudden light just shined through it was morning, I then got out of bed and walked downstairs, my parents were making breakfast... Im now a lot older and it hasn't happened to me again, but I know this is real because I can VIVIDLY remember everything that happened ._.
22:30 So… there are records of young children having very detailed memories of things they should not know. It’s been theorized they were remembering past lives. This happened enough times to actually spark research into the subject. Almost all of the children eventually forgot about this as they grew older.
A rather uneventfull story but I once slept over at my mom's house. She had recently gotten a glass screen door put into the side of the house in the kitchen. I went to get a snack at one point doing the night and the glass door was COMPLETLY covered in really messy hand prinds. Like, what you might imagine you would see in a horror movie. I just kinda thought it was my friends messing with me but I did take a picture just because it did freak me out slightly (I still believe I have the picture) I didnt really think about it further than that. I expected some message from my friends the day after but nothing came. The weirdest part was that the next night .. Like.. it was completly clean again...nothing to see from the night before.. It was weird... I suppose the light somehow showed the fingerprints the first night but for some reason it didnt the night after... I havent seen it since. If my friends were the ones that was messing with me then they at least had the decensy to clear up after themself I guess...
34:16 Ooh, I think I actually have an explanation for Story 36. Much of the time, when a nuclear device of any sort is being hauled, a normal semi truck is used in order to conceal what the device actually is from the general public, so that people don't start slamming their brakes out of paranoia of radioactive material. This can range from nuclear waste to deactivated nuclear explosives. The disguised voice from the black pickup trucks was likely trying to prevent the specific semi from being distracted/attacked, and if it was hauling a nuclear bomb, it sure as hell wouldn't tell a stranger motorist on a desolate road. So, if that specific poster is reading this now by any chance, congrats on being possibly one of the only reported encounters with a nuclear hauling convoy in the U.S!
Sleep paralysis. Yes... that is it. But it beats any story of catching sight of wolves out in the country or strangers tailing me. Imagine waking in the dead of night, FULLY AWAKE, unable to fall asleep, unable to move... not even make a peep. And then you don't just feel it... the presence, but see it... you see in the room what feels like a literal person made of darkness and are aware it is looking at you. Just standing there... menacingly. Yes. Now imagine doing that for an hour. A very LONG hour where the fear just does not go down. You can look away but are still aware it is there. You might feel like every time you turn from the thing it takes a step closer. You're there in a stare down with the darkness while fear just goes out of control... until you manage to either slip back into sleep or the feeling goes away and you can finally move and see that there is nothing there. TWICE IN YOUR LIFETIME.
Weirdly enough, relating to story 15, I remember having a few dreams about this house I also had not seen before. It was very, very different from mine, but the inside had some stuff my friend had. When I finally went to this friends house, the house had the exact same structure, a few things off from the dreams, but the dreams were quick short so I didn't see much.
Same has happened to me several times in my life. Once was a family friend's house that I had never seen before, another was when I was on the playground and suddenly just looked around and realized that I had been standing in that same position, seeing the same perspective from a dream years before. Doesn't happen nearly as often but when it does, helps to write it down like in a dream journal.
I was almost carjacked: it was very early in the morning so it was still pitch dark, as I was at a stop sign waiting to cross our one lane freeway. Suddenly a man came out of the darkness making a B line for my driver door. In a situation like this, you have two options; floor it or accept whatever craziness that could potentially come from the interaction. Something felt off, the hair stood up on my neck and I floored it. Later, I realized that I never saw a vehicle's hazard lights down the direction he came from.
My creepy experience was also pretty wholesome. I lived in an apartment about 10 minutes from my high school. After about 6 months after we moved in, I was trying to sleep one night and I heard someone whispering something. I couldn't make it out at first but it started repeating about every few minutes and I realized it was the voice of a little girl whispering "hello". I looked outside to see if someone was messing with me and I slowly traced the noise to the corner of my room where my closet was. My closet was built into the corner of my room and had mirrors on the outside. I stared at the corner for a few minutes until I could confirm the whispering was indeed coming from that corner of my room and I wasn't crazy. Well, to see what would happen, i whispered hello back. Suddenly, this positive, emotionally uplifting energy, for lack of a better term, washed over the room and the whispering stopped. I slept very well that night because of it. After that, I would have conversations with this entity (never gave her a name nor did she ever give me one when I asked) which I'm pretty sure she liked because the same thing would happen, a sudden burst of positive energy would wash over my room. Then, as she and I became "closer", harmless physical phenomena happened such as light poking and such. It was creepy at first but, eventually, I didn't mind it all that much since she never did anything that was inconvenient/bothersome nor did it ever escalate to anything more than that. We had these sort of interactions every day up until I graduated and moved. She was incredibly depressed when she realized I was leaving and it made the over all atmosphere in my room very depressing. Even my mom commented on how she felt depressed when she was in my room and how cold it was. About a month after, during a trip to pick up any mail that might've gotten sent there rather than our new address, I ran into the new tenant who moved into my unit (single mom with a daughter who I met during a unit viewing) and she asked me if there was something wrong with my old room because her daughter refused to sleep in it because, and I kid you not, her daughter told her "She doesn't want me there. She told me to get out". I told the tenant everything and, surprisingly, she believed me and asked, since I had developed a sort of friendly relationship with the entity, if I could do something to calm her (the entity) down. So she let me in to my old unit and I walked into my old room which had become much pinker than when I lived there. Suddenly, an excited positive energy washed over the room that even the new tenant felt from outside the door to the room. Then, what I felt like was a small child about as tall as my waist was high hug me. I then told her to please be welcoming to the tenant's daughter since she was living there now and she would be her (the entity) new friend and that I would always cherish the conversations we had and I would remember her always. I don't know how but I felt like she understood and poked my hand one last time. I checked back a month later and the tenant told me nothing had happened since that day. The entity had never even reached out to her daughter even when they tried to communicate with her. She let me in again to see if I could reach out to her but when I walked into the room I felt...nothing. Like she wasn't there anymore. I would like to think she moved on to the other side after that conversation we had. Believe me or not. I know what I experienced.
Story 15, the phenomenon is called "Deja Reve." It used to happen to me every now and then when I was a kid. Just mundane moments and situations that you dream about that stick with you, then you experience in real life later.
@@jesuslovesus4002 Similar, but one is like the dumbest most useless prophetic dreams that you cant place until the exact moment, the other is a memory or feeling of nostalgia that creeps up on you in the moment that you've been there before and done the exact same thing.
34:17 Story #36. If you're transmitting, the speaker cuts off and you don't hear anything being transmitted. This is to prevent feedback from trashing the channel. There could be a billion modulated voices on the radio while you're transmitting and you won't hear a single one of them.
The CIA one hits home. I had an ex who said he was a highlander (like the show) and couldn't be killed unless his head was cut off. I thought he was joking until he tried to get me to stab him in the heart with a knife. That was the end of that relationship.
So, I have a deep fear of the dark because whenever it's dark and I'm laying down with my eyes open, it looks like things are walking around. One night, I was laying down in my bed with my eyes closed and I hear this creepy breathing that sounds right next to my ear. I freak out in the inside and I just lay down very still, barely breathing. I felt like I would start shaking at any moment. I then take the big change of opening my eyes and it turned out to be my sister who shares my room. This was when I was like 11 and it still scares me to this day. Also maybe a topic you can do is, "Whats the scariest thing that happened at night?"
Many years ago, I went to an EDM festival in the woods in NE Ohio. It was a lot of fun, there were lights with plenty of dancing and partying things involved. It was so much fun, that I stayed the whole weekend and lost track of time on the last day while walking around the woods. Before I knew it, nightfall came and I failed to notice that by that time, everyone had left.. everyone except for me. Now, I'm not afraid to walk around at night in the woods as I have had plenty of experience in doing so in the past, but this time was different. I was completely sober by the way, just to clarify things; but as I was walking I could hear something not too far off behind me... Following me. I turned around to see what it was, but could hardly see anything in the pitch darkness. I made a ruckus, shouted and hollered and was met with a pause in silence.... Total silence. After a.few moments, I heard the snapping of twigs and could almost see a glowing set of eyes, walking straight toward me at almost eye level to me. I'm 6"5 by mind you and at first I thought it must be a deer, or something, but then it moved in a way that deer do not and it was so unsettling that I bolted toward the edge of the woods as fast as my feet could carry me. Upon reaching the exit, I was relieved to come across a campfire by the owners and turned to notice nothing behind me. I was relieved at first and thought that my imagination was just playing tricks on me, that is, until I heard some kind of roar I've never heard from any animal. To this day, I've never gone back there at night.
So a story I know was something that happened to me and her, I was in fifth grade as a 12yo my best friend was helping me mentally recover from a few things then one day she died shot by her father. I was thinking of her. Then a few days after I get home from school and I see her white coated like white out- she walked backwards toward me I locked myself in my most feared room in the house but I had a lot of bad luck sence then. 6th mid year
I'm also confused about her walking backward and being whited-out, and why you locked yourself in the room you feared the most in the house? I'm so sorry for your loss...
not my story but my sisters. She was at the time taking her drivers ed classes, the ones where you are there for the whole day listen to someone talk to you about road safety and what not. She was walking down the street to get lunch during her break, on her way back she was crossing the street at a stop light when some guy in his car rolled down his window and called to my sister "hey can you come help me look for y dog?" my sister thankfully isn't a moron and told him no and that she has to get to work and books it back to the class. When she told me and my mother what had happened SEVERAL HOURS LATER!!! we were rightfully freaking out!!! We are so glad she wasn't kidnapped and the only regret she has is not snapping a photo of his plate. Stay safe!!
I've had story 15 happen to me on so many occasions; this one in particular I remember very clearly; my 2 friends had invited me to go with them and jump off of a bridge into some water it wasn't very deep around 3 or 4 meters we could touch the bottom. When I had the dream there was A stingray, small but one of the ones with a barbed tail, like the one Steve Irwin met, slightly under the water but almost invisible; Remembered the dream when some of the things that had happened in it, happened IRL and then I looked where the stingray was in the dream and yep there it was. It was my turn to jump off so, I didn't and warned my friends not to jump waited until it was gone and that's that.
Okay, I have three stories, one about me, one about a friend from school, and one from my dad’s,childhood. Story 1: When I was about 3 I think, I had made a symbol with my hands to say “papa” we were in Maui or something and around the time we got back my nana’s father(?) died. We were staying at her old house and apparently I was heading towards the back area where my family slept on the right I think and my nana’s father(?) slept on the left, so I went down the hall, turned to the left, went into the room or smth looked up and started making the hand gesture. My dad told me that story. Story 2: my friend told us in a Spanish class i have, they were sitting by their window on their phone or smth (I apologize I don’t remember it well) when they heard a knocking on their window. I think they turned around and either there was nothing, or something there I don’t remember forgive me TvT story 3: so my dad said he was in bed once, and he would sleep with the covers up to his head or smth and he was looking around and all of a sudden his light, (a light hanging from the middle of the room from a cord or wire I think) started rocking back and fourth, he said he also felt a presence in the room with him and yellow/red glowing eyes about… 5 ,10 feet? After a bit, the light was like, how do I put this? It was swinging to the side and then it stopped, held in place. Then it seemed it was let go cause it started rocking again until it stopped. He said he felt the presence had either gotten closer or disappeared… my theory is it was a dream or a hallucination.
I was almost kidnapped by my grandma on my Dads side, and could have been taken away from my parents ( for a bit of context my grandma and my mom hated one and other, they would often get into fights at family events but I was to young to understand. So when I got older and lost a family member that kept me away from depression, I held on to any good relationship. And sadly mine and hers was the one, and Since I blamed everything and everyone for the family members death. My parents where at the mercy of me, and in my sad state I gave her lie after lie to make her happy. Which maid me happy, in fact I was so in roped in her lies I started to believe my own lies [ funny how mental anguish can hurt you so bad, you believe what you made up]) now leading to what happened after I told her all the lies, she said we should make a video for my parents to listen to. And that we would visit my great grandma ( on my dads side), along with doing some fun things while we’re around ( going to arcades, movies, etc.) at the time that sounded fun, but she told me to keep it a secret from my parents until the day before we would leave. Thank god the day before we would leave the fallowing happened, her and my dad ( her son) where talking. I can’t fully remember what happened that lead her to fallow us outside, and my dad yelling at me to get in the car. She begged and pleaded for my dad to listen but he sped off with out hesitation, I only released that not only could she have kidnapped me but also used the video in court to get me taken away from my parents. Sorry this one’s long, also I love your content :)
I have a few. 1. Heard a blood curdling scream as if someone was being murdered in my ear while sleeping and ended just after I opened my eyes. I got up from my bed to look out the window, nothing there. Went upstairs to ask my mother and daddy as well as my sister if they heard it and not one of them had. Looked outside, never found anything or anyone who could have done the scream. Not sure where it came from. 2. When I was 12, I was walking home from school in Salt Lake City UT, I had just turned into 1300 s and 900 e to go towards the alley that will take me towards home and see a man come out of a house that everyone knew was a mob house (it had a plaque) so I knew his doing this wasn't good. So I ran down the driveway of the church and into they alley then went right into the church, I ran to the bathroom and hid in the back stall feet up for quite a few mins before thinking the guy has to have gone away. So I came out of the church to turn north to go down the alley and see the man at the end of the Alley. He turns and sees me and again yells "hey kid come here!" I turn and run back towards 1300s and turn onto it and saw a group of big burly men and a bunch of kids. I run up to them and say. "This man is trying to kidnap me!"and pointed back at the alley. A moment later the man turns onto the street and the men I ran to moved between me and him. I heard one of them say, "you see this kid? She is under our protection." The man leaves and I play with their kids. Once I got older I learned these men were members of the Hells Angels Utah chapter. So I was nearly kidnapped by the mob and saved by the Hells Angels. 3. That same year in the summer I went camping with a man who had been a friend of our family's and was like a grandpa to me. When I woke up, he had his flaccid member in my shorts and at 12 I didn't really know what was going to happen if he got away with me. When he woke we drove off. I was playing with my doll in his camper as he drove us out of Utah but having never been outside of Utah other than when I went to Michigan with my big brother. So I didn't know when he stopped and we got out, going into a diner in Wyoming. We had breakfast there, while three troopers saw us and thought it was weird that an old man was traveling with a little girl. So they stayed until we left and pulled us over. When they separated us, one officer looked at me and said, "little girl, does your mommy know you are in Wyoming?" And I said in response, "Wyoming? We weren't even supposed to leave Utah." At that moment all I can remember is me crying and begging for my doll which was in the camper but they wouldn't get it or let me get it. Then it goes fuzzy in my memory until I remember seeing my family running through the parking lot and embraces me as soon as they were in the doors. I never got my doll back, nor do I know what happened to the man, who was named Don, but he likely was charged federally for kidnapping because of this. 4. Same year as the last two just after winter ended and my 6th grade went on a retreat to Park City UT, there were four or five girls in my room. We all went to the hotel pool and me and some friends were going to play chicken. I dove under to get a girl I won't name onto my shoulders only to be unable to get up nor can I get away from her legs around my head. Next thing I remember is my teacher just above my face and everyone else looking down at me worried and scared. I remember my lungs burning terribly and went to my room to sleep and hearing a couple of my roomies following me under my teachers orders to watch me as I laid down. I later learned from my friend who had been over me that a boy in our class had pushed her down as soon as I got between her legs causing the incident. I nearly drowned that day because he wanted to dunk the girl and instead forced it to where I couldn't get out until I had taken in water into my lungs and stopped moving. 5. I moved to Phoenix AZ and had been working at U-Haul for months. It had just been 9 months when I went to Walgreens to purchase something briefly. Next thing I hear while putting my money away after finishing my purchase, "give me your money!" I didn't realize what was going on because I had never been in this scenario before so I stupidly replied, "no." I then heard "What? Bitch you better give me your money!" And I turn my head to see a man at the door with a sawed off shotgun pointed in the air. I turned my head more to see the other man behind me and automatically give him my money as the man at the door shot his gun into the air. I move back lto a eisle and sat down myself. At that point a woman came by gathering purses, jewelry, watches, you name it. She got to me and asked for my purse and I said, "what do you need my purse for? I gave him all my money." Pointing at the man who had gotten my money so she left my purse. When the cops came I had been looking in my purse and found my rent check in my wallet that I forgot was there. I exclaimed, "I forgot my check was in here!" The cop who was talking to the man beside me looks over and in an amused tone said, "you lied to them?" And I blurted out "not on purpose!" The cop just laughed before finishing his job of questioning people.
I thank the algorithm for suggesting you to me. You are now what plays in the background to drown out my roommates while I play text based DND. Thank You for your services.
This is a story I mentioned a few times to different people, but it still sends chills down my spine. This happened quite a while ago, but I remember there being a time where I was seeing & hearing things more & more daily. It scared me a lot & I knew something was wrong with me. One night, when I went to bed, I remember having what might've been a sleep paralysis dream. There was a pitch black silhouette of a man with white eyes that looked like they were glowing. We stared at each other for a minute, & he suddenly had these sad eyes, & he hugged me before waking up. I cried, wondering what it meant & trying to figure it out. That same day, my dad took me to the hospital & I was diagnosed with psychosis.
@@biomechsamurai1921 It is when you have a severe psychological issue or disorder (anything from something minor, to something like bipolar, to schizophrenia, to kind of any thing really but you go in to an 'episode' be it temporary or permanent that is (sorry for the poor word choice) a non-normal psychological state or a detachment from reality.... This can ALSO be caused /brought-on by such things as injury (head trauma), severe neurological disorders, certain/specific viral infections (such as meningitis), etc... and it's also is when you have a severe psychological issue or disorder (anything from something minor, to something like bipolar, to schizophrenia, to kind of any thing really but you go in to an 'episode' be it temporary or permanent that is (sorry for the poor word choice) a non-normal psychological state or a detachment from reality.... This can be caused /brought-on by injury (head trauma), severe neurological disorders, certain/specific viral infections (such as meningitis),..... Also this is a VERY frequent issue from both drug use and drug use damage. I hoped that helped, if not, ask and I'll try to clear up my crappy explanation.
My parents are divorced, so I would go to visit my father once every two weeks for the weekend, pretty standard visitation. He lived with his parents because he was a trucker, so I would spend those couple days at their house. I never minded this - my grandparents were pretty nice, and we were really there for my dad anyway. But it gave us time with them too. My aunt was/is a drug addict. For a time, she was staying with them, I think because her ex kicked her out of the house, though I was never sure. On one of these visits of ours, she happened to be high. I think on heroin. To preface her behaviour here, I have to briefly say that she had been stabbed once in a drug deal gone wrong - and because she was high, she was absolutely paranoid that something was out to get her. She was carrying these giant cooking knives my grandma had around the house "just in case." It freaked me out - I'm paranoid of being attacked naturally, it's just part of my daily overthinking. Anyway, I end up telling my dad about it, that it was scaring me, and he calls the cops because well, I'm his kid, and his kid is scared. (I was around I wanna say 17-18 at the time, but still.) Anyway, police show up, arrest her kicking and screaming, freaks me the hell out even more- I end up filling out my first police report. TL;DR: My druggie aunt carries knives around because she's paranoid. I get the cops called on her because I'm afraid of being stabbed. She gets arrested. Not creepy in the conventional way, but... Creepy to me. People are the scariest thing of all. I hate to think about what she could have done if I said something wrong to her.
Story 6 Something similar to that happened to me, and it was all just within 2 miles. I was driving my buddy home after we went to see Halloween Kills. When we were half way to his house, he said he noticed that a black Tesla had been behind us since we left the theater. I immediately got onto a main street and make a U turn after a few lights. He followed me into a parking lot where I did a lap before safely coming back out just before the incoming traffic passes the parking lot entrance/exit, which ends up impeding his way to me. I heard a brief tire screech behind us but no crash. And *THAT’S* how you lose a tail. My buddy lived only a minute away from where I lost the Tesla. I got home with no one following me.
One of my scariest stories, I was at my Grandma’s house. Only people their was my grandma, my Cuzin who stays there, and me. I was spending the night because we were going to ttgames the next day. My grandma has about 1.5 acres of land, but it’s mostly a fenced desert field. It was late but we all stayed up late. Arround 10:30 or so my Cuzin came in the main room and talks to my grandma. Im at one of the tables across the rooms doing stuff. I couldn’t hear what they were saying or was paying attention to it. I honestly should’ve noticed something was up since he had gone to his room awhile ago. But I payed no mind, eventually they go to bed and I’m still drawing at the table. It gets to about 2am and I get a really creeped out feeling, like I’m being watched. It happens often enough at my grandma’s, their is a large window at one end of the main room and two sliding glass doors at the other end, but this felt worse so I quickly packed my stuff and went into the room I was sleeping in. Still was more creeped out but I eventually fell asleep. The next day my grandma mentions how her and my Cuzin saw some people out in the feild with flashlights and looking arround. They decided not to tell me so I would sleep ok, i have a particularly active imagination especially at night. Where I was sitting at the table was by one of the sliding glass doors but I wasn’t an angel where I couldn’t see the feild or where the people were. So yea pretty creepy.
I was in bed one night and dreaming that I was having trouble breathing I heard my Grandmother call my name and I woke up gasping for breath. After I calmed down it came to me that my Grandmother had been dead for 5 years, I think my GM saved my life that night.
My dad told me how when he was a kid in Mexico, him and his brother were playing by a river and there was a guy maybe 50 feet away who was probably drunk,shooting at them with 2 revolvers..and continued to laugh and shoot while they ran off and he was just stumbling and aiming trying to murder them. Now that's....weird...
20f, I was studying in Ottawa Canada, I was and am going through a lot of shit and I was in an extremely vulnerable moment. My sister came from my home country to visit me and we were staying in an airbnb. The building was pretty and was near the parliament. It had one of those keypads on the entrance where you needed a code to enter into the building. Fast foward to the day my sister was leaving, I went with her to the airport to say goodbye when she was about to return home, it was around 3am since her flight was at 6am. I came back to the airbnb in a uber, I was heartbroken due to a lot of sht happening in my life atm, so I really needed a smoke, I decided to stay outside of the building to smoke, not my smartest move since I was near downtown and it was already almost 4am. I half way through my cig when I noticed in the corner of my eye two figures, probably crackheads. They literally came out of the hallway next to the airbnb building, so it was already pretty sketchy. I try to be aware of my surroundings, so when I saw then coming near the entrance of the building I decided to ditch my cig and enter into the building. I was pretty anxious since they seem to be looking at me and coming to the entrance. Thank god I got memorized the code and I was able to put the code pretty quickly. I enter the building and I immediately feel relieved. I decided to stay on the lobby to see what were the two guys were doing, they went to the entrance of the building and they actually tryied to open yhe door while makimg eye contact with me, I was do fucking scared. I went back to my room, sad, defeated, and craving what was left of my cig It just really felt like something out of a movie, even if the guys weren’t chasing me or going fast towards me. Putting that password really felt like a death of life situation.
Not Scary, just slightly spooky and odd. When I was young, me and my family were camping near a lake with other family members. It was middle of the night, my parents with my aunt and uncle across from them front of the fire were talking to each other. I was in my Parent's RV in the dark, standing on my knees on the couch through the window. I was also facing the large lake which was front of me. All of a sudden, a bright flash of light like a flare from the land across the lake, went into the sky and a second later fell right into the fire pit between my family members. My Uncle fell backward in his chair was the last thing I remembered as the blinding white light expanded in a flash. Then I was in the RV's driver's seat, still dark inside and outside, facing the camper's entrance and my mom coming in with a smile saying everything was okay. And this was when I was likely around 4-6 years old. I am in my 20's. I have no more memory of that camping trip. Was that an Alien Abduction or Angel or some Cryptid? I would love your ideas what could be.
Listening to these stories made me think about something that hasn't crossed my mind in a long time.iam what scared somebody probably have to death and part of me in the back of my mind wishes I had some way to connect to them to apologize. i was involved in a hit and run when I was about 14 maybe 15 Superstore parking lot over in Sackville Nova Scotia early 90s,. At this point I still think it was a woman driving but I can't remember for sure. thay we're driving kind of erratically and hooked my arm with the rear view mirror which caused me to spin around and I ended up face first on the windshield of their car about midsection onto the car and basically across the windshield face down on the windshield and arms outstretched. I remember the person screaming a lot and flooring it going even faster throwing me off their car and driving out of the parking lot erratically nearly hitting other vehicles and such. i didn't get seriously hurt.but obviously got the crap scared out of me. Thinking about it I honestly wish i new of some way to connect with the person and let them know iam not dead or anything like that. They quite clearly thought they'd killed me or done serious damage given the way they reacted and the way they drove off.ive honestly had a boatload of scary screwed up stuff over the years but that's one of the things I haven't thought of in a long time. ive seen animals at night that I can't properly account for and even had a incident that turned out to be a herd of goats that some clown let out of a farmer's yard and it wasn't the first time this guy's goats had gotten loose where somebody was eventually letting them out. but that hit and run is something I haven't thought about in a long time. Probably some poor person out there that thinks they killed or did serious damage to a kid and God knows how that's affected them all these years. On a side note if you're in a car accident and a paramedic mistakes you for being dead it's probably not a good idea to grab them by the leg and tell them off for not being able to do their job., I scared the paramedic so bad that I found out later on he quit a few days later.yaa paramedics don't like when the dead guy gets back up and lectures them about doing their job wrong
My parents and I moved into our first/last owned home. They rented all their lives and scrapped and worked their butts off to have somewhere nice to live where they had all the freedom that you can't get if you don't own your property... I live in the basement and am usually a night owl. There's a vent just above my sitting area where I can hear my parents through a hallway. One night around 2am.. I hear someone knocking. *I KNOW* not to open the door for any reason at an hour like that.. but my dad insists to let this young pretty woman in. She says her boyfriend was chasing her and going to kill her. We would not be the first house she found, and we live in a big flat land surrounded by farms and train tracks. I was scared out of my mind and turned the lights off downstairs- knowing she was going to do something. My mom called the police right there, and stayed on the line with them until they took the woman away. She had been caught multiple times doing this with a group of guys. She'd bait people to open the door and a group would come in and rob and assault anyone who answered. My dad is a willful dumbass, he's not naive, just fucking DUMB!
I have to get on reddit Two friends and I were fixing up one of their garages, replacing the sheetrock. We were working together, two of us hanging the sheetrock while the third provided support, got us tools, etc. We had to trim one section a little to get it to fit (we aren't pros, just bros). I'm trimming the left edge while friend 2 is holding the right side. Friend 3 is on the other side of the garage - off to our right by 15+ feet - getting the screw gun and screws for when we had it in place. Once done with the knife, I hand it off to a person on my left. Only there was no person on my left. We figured this out when we had to cut the next piece. I didn't have the knife, and said I handed it off. Neither of them had it either, accounting for there whereabouts (described above) at the time. I remember a vague person being there when I reached back with my left hand and felt a hand take the knife from me. We had to go buy a new knife to finish. It's been 7 years, recently cleaned out friends house because he's moving, and never found the knife.
When I was maybe 10 or 11, I witnessed the scariest thing I've ever witnessed. Due to the beautiful weather, my family and I were in a park. My mother, sister, and niece were crossing the pond while I was searching for a pebble to collect. My niece was crying as she pointed toward the pond. "What's wrong, sweetie?" asked my mother. Then, while sobbing, my niece responded, "Baby in water." She kept pointing at a specific area in the water while crying. The three of us decided to leave that park and head back home because we were all terrified. I still get shivers thinking about this tale.
Near our neighbourgood, some 10 minutes of walk we have a bread shop that closes every day at 1pm. I use to buy bread from there every day. One night I got to bed at 9.30pm, not that unusual for me. And had a dream of me sitting in the living room with my parents and it was evening. My dad asked me "Did you buy bread today?", to which I answered "I didn't make it on time to the shop and they have closed it. I woke up at 12.50pm". My father said "Then what are you waiting for? Get up and buy bread". After that I woke up, feeling pretty numb, as if I have been sleeping for too long. Looked at the clock on my phone. It showed 12.50pm. It is pretty unusual for me to sleep for more that 6h, but I have been sleeping almost 15! Also saw many missed calls from dad, calli g me from work as I was home alone (I use to keep my phone on silent mode every night). Called him and he asked through the conversation "Did you buy bread?" I said "Nope, I overslept". The answer was "Then get up and buy bread". Pretty much the same conversation from the dream. Also I didn't make it to the shop on time. Another example. I had a dream as if I was a non-bodily entity roaming through a hotel I have visited once in my life many years before. Haven't seen any people around except feeling of presence of my deceased grandmother, and after a while also my ex girlfriend (still dating in the period of this dream). Can't really explain this that much but my ex's presence was getting stronger and stronger until I found myself out in the town (still dreaming) and talking to her through phone. She said "Love, I have plan for NYE" (it was a week or two before New Years'). The thay after it she called me. Started the conversation with the very same words from the dream. I didn't think that much until the evening and then I pointed that to her and she said that I have pretty good intuition, as she had been talking to her friend that night and they have planned so my ex and I, and her friend with her then-boyfriend gather and celebrate together. This all happened after I read Dr Sleep by Stephen King. That man is awesome
Not my story, but my friends. Not exactly the best, but still freaks me out a bit. My friend says that he has a sleep paralysis demon. He says that it’s him but as a spider and it whispers to him things he doesn’t understand. One thing that kind of unnerved me about it was that when he was talking about, he said he knew it’s name. I asked what it was, and he said he didn’t want to say it so he’d just write it. It was something alone the lines of “dreammaster” or “puppetmaster” or something. Thing is, my other friend (who he barely knows and never talks to) has a made up character that she made with a name almost identical to that. The character’s name is puppetmaster
2:30 the personality of that character actually is like me. I talk in my sleep, share a room with my brother, I like to make lists, and I play video games obsessively, and pretty much non-stop, at least until I absolutely have to go to sleep.
Alright these are all paranormal experiences 1) was like 10 sitting on my couch and there's space behind it I was sitting on it by the edge on my tablet watching something and only me and siblings are in a different room I see a face in the corner of my eye not a price of clothing a face of a young boy I thought it was my brother I say go away doesn't move I look it's gone. 2) sitting in living room and music playing on a echo hear a mumbling in the distance I didn't really pay any attention to it then it came up to me I got cold all over my side and it was right like someone was loud whispering to you in your ear 3) I have a younger brother but he's to old for this I was walking into my kitchen behind my sister and a toddler had grabbed mine for a split second 4) me and my sister share a room in our basement her bed in a certain way you can see the stairs me and her are watching RUclips before bed were bit tires so I sit up and get the feeling to look out to the stairs the door was kinda closed but there was still a ruler length you could see the stairs I see this black figure peeking into our room then it peeks away
I visited like Pablo Escobar’s house or something (they turned it into a tourist attraction/hotel). I was TERRIFIED. There were these old decrepit dolls hung up on the walls of the restaurant near the house and there was this crying clown statue I SWEAR I saw moving. Creepy man
i have a few just from 2022, most happened at school in a town wich i have just moved out of 1-the second week of october, the "children's week" as we call it in brazil, there was a weird eye thing in front of the whiteboard, it stayed in a black pedestal and seemed to follow it's gaze to whoever was seeing it, naturally it creeped the living shit out of me so i asked what was up about that since no one acknowleged it, everyone i asked looked at me like i was insane. a while after i manned up and tried to touch it, my hand passed through it. the next week it was gone. 2- can't really point out just a moment but a voice in the corner of my head that seemed to predict what was gonna happen. from grades to tiny inconviniences, rlly nothing much and kinda useful but pretty scary 3- mid december while looking around the city i just moved into, i remembered seeing at least 10 biuldings in dreams before, repeatedly. nothing bad happened in those dreams, they actually left me pretty happy when i woke up but still
Back in 2010, me and my wife moved into an older house here in Colorado. I started hearing footsteps at night walking through the hallway next to the master bedroom. I tried to explain it away as just being an older house. One night me and my wife were watching TV and we hear a really loud bang coming from the back bedrooms. I thought someone was trying to break in. I checked every inch of the house and there was nothing. Right when I turn to look at my wife and shrug my shoulders due to not finding anything, we both hear a child laughing in the open closet that was right in front of me. We both left that room immediately and just went back to the living room dumbfounded. Lots of things happened in that house, from something laying in bed with my wife, to disembodied footsteps walking right up to me, knocking sounds on windows and doors. My wife would come out of the shower at night and hear my voice calling her into a dark kitchen. She always asked why I was in the dark, but never got a response. Then she would find me in bed snoring. We moved in 2015, and we never have issues in the house we live in now. All I can say is, ghosts are definitely real. Nothing else can explain the things that happened to us.
True story. My mother and I and the dog lived in the upstairs part of of a large house converted to 2 flats (apartments). My mother and her friend Barbara had been out to a dance club a few minutes walk from the house. Barbara lived a few miles away and left her car out side the house while they were out. When they got back from the dance Barbara's car had a flat tyre (tire) and no spare tyre. So she slept in the spare bedroom. Next morning she left early saying she hadn't slept at all. After turning out the light she felt a heavy weight on her chest and was unable to get out of the bed. Then the bed started to rock and shake. This went on for the rest of the night Our dog was behahaving very oddly too. He was whining and cowering then ran to my mother's bed and burrowed under the covers and was shaking and very restless. Barbara would never come into the house ever again. No-one else had any strange experiences apart from the door to the lounge would suddenly spring open wide then swing closed from time to time. We called our 'ghost' George
my personal freaky story is still on going. my dreams have a tendency to predict the future and i have learnt to control them and fuck around with stuff but sometimes my dreams are just straight up horror stories so if any of those dreams are real good luck everyone
I went to a crappy sleep away camp and in my cabin we were close to a camp site/ RV park and people had BB guns and shot out windows and we had to run into the forest
2 stories. Neither me, but family members. The first one is my cousin, he's Welsh, like me, but his parents were in the RAF and they had to move around a lot, living in Germany, England, Ireland, Cyprus and Florida. When he was in England he had a teacher that absolutely hated him (he has A.D.H.D. and was a trouble maker). One morning he went in to class and sat down with his friends. His teacher walked in, walked up to him and bent forward, putting her front hands on his desk and given him a wicked glare. He asked "What have I done now Miss?" His friends started giving him weird looks when he said that and then she just walked out of the classroom. Not long after, the headmaster came in and told the students that their teacher died in a car crash the night before. He said he has had a few strange encounters growing up, seeing a strange looking man at the top of my grandparents stairway (which 2 other cousins have claimed to have seen as well, but not me) and he once heard a monstrous growl when he was in his back garden, followed by something trying to open the door to his gate before he ran off. The second story is my uncle and (a different) cousin travelling to some forest in America (not sure where) to go camping. They were aware that there were Wolves, Bears and Cougars in the area, but that didn't bother them. One night, they went to sleep until my uncle was awoken by a growling noise. It sounded like a large cat, so he assumed there was a Cougar outside. He thought nothing of it and decided to go back to sleep. But the growling sounded very close, right next to him and he's thinking "oh shit, did I not zip up the tent? The Cougar is inside. I'm such an idiot". He didn't want to startle it so he kept as quiet as he could and feared for his son, who was still asleep. It was not going away and he decided to take a peak. He couldn't see anything, the tent was zipped closed, there was no entry or exit and no Cougar, yet the noise remained. And then came to a huge realisation... the growling was his son. Jesus that kid can snore. So it's more funny to look back on, but scary at the time.
bro ive been watching this channel for a while and i just realized that the talking after each story is you and not a comment on the story's reddit post
With the dream one around 14:00, I have similar experiences. I’ll have a dream where I say or do something, usually nothing stunning, and then a few months later that will happen and then I’ll remember the dream I had previously
I once had an afternoon nap, and felt someone come in my house, climb the stairs, and look in through my bedroom door at me. The feeling was so strong that I searched the whole house. No one there, and the place was locked up tight.
So my family is notorious for having paranormal encounters with ghosts and stuff, this might be the reason i've experienced so much weird stuff as a kid or it's just that my family just attracts weird. For most of my life there has been a lot of weird stuff in general that can be explained and even more that can't, such as when I was a kid I lived in a small apartment complex in the High Desert CA and remember one day me playing in the backyard (imagine a opening behind the house that leads to the garage with a huge wall separating it from the outside world) and I was playing with the sand and drawing stuff in it, I remember looking up and seeing a man standing about 10 feet across from me wearing a black gown with a scream mask. I was like 7 at the time and haven't even heard of scream let alone known what the scream movie was or what the costume looked like, I cant make this shit up. I remember me casually walking into the house and telling my mom there was a man outside. She looked and no one was there. The thing is if it was an actual person there would've been shoe marks because of the sand and there would've been a sign of someone breaking in the backyard but there was nothing. If it was one of our neighbors hopping over the fence that wouldn't make sense as the house to our right had a family of 3 with a mother, father, and 5 year old kid and the one to our left was empty. If somebody did jump the fence to our left that wouldn't have made sense either as that would make the man be behind me and not in front. I don't know if this was a person dressed up as the killer from scream or if my mind just happened to make me see a man in the outfit even though I never saw the movie or had known about it.
Eh, seeing that your name ended up on someone's genuine 400-person kill list full of only mentally disabled people that you almost fully knew everyone and weeks followed realizing that half the list died that morning before the high school day started was something. (Ended up on the news, 2019 was a damn trip.)
A few scary or disturbing things that have happened to me. Not in chronological order. Most of these took place in my old house: Me and my older sister were in the pasture behind our old house when we found a human looking skull, it looked almost human, except for the bone ridges along the top of it, like spines, the pointed teeth, and the larger than normal eye holes. At first we thought it was fake, but when we held it, we realized it was real bone, with real teeth, my sister said to leave it and for us to go get mom, we did and told her about it, and she said to bring it to her, so we go back out to get it and It is gone, we looked all over for it and never found it. It's been over a decade and I still think about it, the same exact thing happened again sometime later, except with a malnourished baby deer that could stand up on its own. We get our mom, she says to get it and it's gone without a trace. My little sister was running around the house, she was around 3 or 4 at the time, as she was running, she stopped dead in her tracks in front of my open bedroom door, saw something in there, screamed and cried in terror and ran to mom. She was inconsolable, we have no idea what she saw. I was especially concerned because, ya know, it's MY ROOM!. I was sitting on the couch, playing on the IPad. My mom was in town with some friends at a restaurant. As I was sitting on the couch, the way the couch was positioned was there was front door and then to the right when you enter were the windows next to it with the couch against the same wall and outside was the porch, so I'm sitting on the couch, when I hear a loud slam against the window behind me, like someone had slammed their hand hard against it. It scared the hell out of me and when I looked out the window, all I saw were my dogs on the deck, connected to the porch, looking at the window, just as spooked. Another thing that happened when I was alone and my mom was in town was when I was playing my ps3, and I heard, clear as day, my mom scream my name, and I thought, Oh, crap I gotta get the gate, we had a big gate that you had to open to get into our yard, I had wondered why she didn't call the house phone, like usual, but didn't think much of it. I run through the house, open the door, and nothing. The only ones outside are my dogs. My mom doesn't come home for another couple of hours. Another minor thing was the time I saw my mom's dog walking outside in a way the made it look like she was walking next to someone, her head facing someone that wasn't there. I would also occasionally hear footsteps in the living room and kitchen from my room when alone, and even in the hallway outside my room. I would also sometimes hear my name being called, even when not alone, and when I would go see if my mom called me, she'd either say, no, or be asleep. It made it hard to tell whether she called me for something or, something else called me. These happened in my Grandparents house: Me and my cousin where sleeping upstairs in my grandparents house, in the dubbed "boys room" at the end of the hall from when you go up the stairs, and the beginning of the hall was my mom and aunt's old play room, and some of their old toys and talking baby dolls were in there, including one that my mom had partially burned as a child, and me and my cousin where actually talking about that doll and about how creepy it was and out nowhere we hear that same doll say "mama" and giggle. Scared the crap out of both of us. Another thing that happened, was this time the family was having a get together, and everyone was in the den eating, and me and my aunt were in the kitchen, talking and out of the corner of my eye, I see a figure in all blue denim rush through the dining room, into the living room and to the direction of my grandparent's room. No one had left the den, and the only two people that wore all denim, were my grandpa and his father and they had both been dead for years. Me and my aunt both saw him. These happened in my current house and sometimes still happen: Me, my cousin, and our roommate at the time, were all chilling in our rooms, one night, when we heard loud knocking on my cousin's door, that by itself wouldn't have been disturbing except that this is an old build with squeaky door hinges and I would have heard if the front door or my roommate's door had opened and they hadn't, So I open the door to see what's going on at the same time as my roommate and cousin, and when my cousin asks if either of us knocked, we both denied it and were equally freaked out. After we calm down and go back to our rooms, I heard light scratching on the other side of a wall in my room that has nothing but drywall wood and brick behind it, and I think "rat" until the light scratching became one long scratch like someone dragging their fingernails down the walls. I also hear footsteps, like heavy work boots walking around the house and hallway outside our rooms, when my cousin is at work, and it's my day off, our roommate had already been moved out at this point so it isn't him.
This is a bit of a long one and it's mostly about explaining the layout of the house so you can understand exactly what happened and why, but it's by FAR the creepiest thing that happened to me and has left me with a fear of home invasions. TL;DR: woke up to a housemate screaming "WERE YOU WITH SOMEONE?" wearing only a towel before he ran out the street screaming in Portuguese with a knife in hand, later find out he came out of the shower and saw a strange man in the house standing at the open door of my bedroom just watching me sleep. A few days later, I woke up to see a man watching me sleep through my open window. I used to rent a room in a shared house with 9 other housemates. The house only had windows in the front and in the back, it was long with basically a very long hallway in the middle. My room was right next to the entrance of the house, I had a window with frosted glass that looked out at the street. There was a gas leak in my room, so I always had to keep the window open, even in the winter. My room's door was right to the left of the entrance to the house, basically the two doorframes were touching at a 90 degree angle. Soon as you walked in, you had my room. Because of the gas leak I'd also usually leave my bedroom's door open. The entrance to the house consisted of two "layers" (English isn't my first language, I don't know how to explain this) first a wooden door, you walked in a few steps, an then we had a gate with like bars. As you can probably tell by the "gas leak" fact by now, the owner of the house was a cheap fuck, and he'd decided making everyone have 3 keys (door, gate, and their own bedroom) was too expensive, and considering the house had no windows except for in the front and back and there was a freaking gas leak, we'd keep the door open and the gate closed, but there were no keys for that gate. What we'd do was keep a table knife slotted in a wooden molding in the hallway wall barely concealed from sight, so the people living there, we'd reach in through the gate, grab the knife, and use it to push the gate's latch from the inside through a little gap, then put again the knife in the gap behind the molding in wall. Also of note, that week we'd gotten a new housemate from Brazil, he didn't speak our language too well yet, who was the only one that wasn't in uni or had a job yet, so he was the only person that was home basically all day long. During a long stretch of time right when I came back from work, the house would've been empty save for me if it wasn't for him. *Now onto the actual story.* One day I arrive very tired from work. I drop down on my bed, leave the bedroom door open of course, was watching a youtube video and fell asleep. I'm awoken by screams. The new housemate is at my doorstep wet and in a towel, barefoot, he screams at me and I'm confused because we can barely understand each other in normal circumstances, let alone one screaming in urgency and another one still half asleep. I finally understand him saying "WERE YOU WITH SOMEONE? WAS THERE A MAN WITH YOU?" and I say "what the fuck? no?" and he screams "FILHO DA PUTA!", grabs the knife by the gate, I notice it's open, and he runs out with the knife and in his towel. I'm sitting there on my bed very confused. He comes back after a few moments, closing both the door and gate behind him. He tells me the best way he can "Man, right here!" I'm like ???? and he finally explains "was man standing right here, watch you sleep, I showered, I came out, I saw unknown man inside house, watch you sleep, I yelled HEY! and he sees me, runs out, were you robbed?" I seriously freaked out. Nothing was missing. We theorized at the time that a man figured out our "foolproof" gate unlocking method, came into the house to rob us, saw me with my back to the door with my phone on playing a video and thought I was awake so he froze, right then my new housemate came out and saw him and scared him off. However like 4 days later I woke up at night. I used to sleep with my face right next to the open window because of the gas leak. I open my eyes and I straight up saw someone (I think a man, but I'm not sure, it was dark and it was just a second before he ran off) staring at me through my open window, a few inches away from my face. I screamed, he ran off, I'm not really sure if it wasn't a stress-induced dream, but I moved out that same week.
Warning it's a long story.🚩 I think I was 13-14 a the time when this happened, It's was late 1 am or something when I hear the Llorona (a lady who walks the streets crying for her drowned children from a Mexican myth) it was really scary and when I told people about it nobody believed me, then a couple weeks later I heard it again in the middle of the night but after that I heard laughs my first though was "stupid teenagers just scaring people". Then a couple weeks later again in the middle of the night while I was in my phone I heard it again and I was like "stupids teenagers again" but I had also been listening to a neighbor outside moving some stuff in his car and when the sound of the Llorona was really close I heard how this neighbor screams gets in his car and goes away fast. I was shitting my pans when it happened like what the hell would my neighbor be so scare of teenagers doing a prank unless it was something else. And again nobody believed me when i say this story. The 2nd time I heard it I'm 100% sure it was a prank, the 1st time who knows, the 3rd time definitely was the Llorona. Sorry for the mistakes english it's not my first language 🇲🇽
So when I was about 14-15 I lived in a particularly bad part of town, not quite the hood, but close, and we were living in this old drug house, ex tenants were druggies and were evicted. So I was alone one night, watching something on the tv, I can’t remember what, the dog was sitting next to me, a pitbull-rotweiler mix, when I had gotten up just to stretch, ended up checking out the window and I saw this dude, wearing a baggie hoodie with his face covered standing at the end of the driveway staring at the house, I was a little creeped out but I didn’t think much if it. Some 15-30 minutes later the dog is pawing at the back door, so I get up to let him out, instead of going to sniff for a spot to go, he bolts straight to the fence gate and starts losing his mind, I come out the door and look to see he’s goin nuts at the same guy from the driveway, now standing at the gate, I call the dog in and lock the front and back door, but I forgot about the side door, which has a passage leading to the basement, which also has steps leading to the kitchen, so I get in the kitchen and I’m freaking out when I hear him come in the side door, so I lock the door leading to the basement and side door, grab a kitchen knife, and just wait. I didn’t wanna call 911 cause I was nervous about it so I called my mother, she’s calming me down while I stand knife pointed at the door the whole time, I hear some rummaging, and eventually he leaves, my bet is that he was the previous tenant who came back for some drugs they left. Single scariest moment of my life after the car accident, and before the psycho in the woods with a rifle.
i have a few spooky ghost stories. you have; the thing that stumbled halfway down the stairs and only stopped moving when i ask satan to stop it (jokingly), the time the curtain over my backdoor moved like someone had picked it up from the bottom and let it drop which i only knew happened because we had a drying rack on the backdoor and keys in it that made noise, my dad swears he saw his dad in the hallway and given his reaction i'm willing to believe he saw someone (he's a skeptic and loudly against any of that 'ghost shit'), and a lot of others from this house. my favourite not-as-spooky story is that i went to my mum's work (a restaurant) and sat in my usual spot. while i was waiting, i was playing pokémon go! (it was about 2018). out of nowhere, i hear an elderly man say, very clearly and close enough that i should have felt breath, 'so that's what you're doing' in my right ear. i paused for a moment like 'why the fuck is anyone that close' and looked over my shoulder and... no one. literally no one within 3 tables of me. no one had walked past me. no one had walked away from me. told mum when she finished work and she said that she'd heard the same thing months before while she was in the kitchens. same side. same voice. same sentence. same reaction of looking around for the old guy. the shop the restaurant was in has closed now, but i hope that old guy's happy. he didn't seem dangerous, just curious, and sounded nice. i think apartments are gonna be built there eventually, so that'll be interesting.
whilst watching this there was banging at my front door, like an extremely loud tap (im 14, home alone) then start hearing weird noises, it was a group of birds (thrush birds i think). scared the shit out of me smh
When I was in middle school, 8th grade I had this dream that a classmate of mine was pregnant. Months later I'm in high school, 9th grade, and said classmate gets on the bus in front of me - 14 years old - and visibly pregnant. I don't know why I had that dream but the timing of conception matched up perfectly. Creeps me out to this day.
I have a storyyy (i was about 11 or 12 and asleep btw) I was home alone just watching TV. All of a sudden, some child about 5-7 walks out of my parents bedroom door staring at me. I immediatly realise this was a dream so i summon a gun and tell him to shoot me. He shot me and I woke up. It was about 3:00pm and my parents were packing for something. I go into the bathroom and there was a note. It said "say mississipi three times". Me, having anxiety, refused to do so. I walk put of the bathroom and my parents were gone. Eventually a girl walks out of the bathroom (about 5 or 6) she is wearing a pink and white dress like the ones you see in old photos.she says some random stuff then says mississipi. I had a plan and asked her to say it again pretending i didnt hear her. She says it again and i ask her one more time. She says it. I look away and when I look in her direction, she was gone. I hear some strange noises and when i looked for the note it was gone. I eventually wake up for real this time and i think it was somewhere at 3:00am.
The scariest thing that happened to me was my mom was single because my dad died but then she started dating someone else i had i had a feeling about him but i didn't mind it but i saw on the news there was a murderer on the loose and my mom said mom: dont worry i will protect you, but i said me: ok mommy, i was 6 years old at the time and i was home alone and an hour later my mom came home and it looks like her soul was gone and i said me: whats wrong mommy,and she said i can't explain it right now, and i never saw the guy again but i turned 8 and she told me the story mom: so i was at my brothers house and i was about to leave and i saw a the guy i was dating and he came to me with a knife and i ran as fast as i could,story ended.
I was at a summer camp. All my friends were by the main lodge, i was taking. A shower cause I don’t like going to bed late. Out of nowhere I hear my friends voice and check outside and he’s not there. Asked him about it later and he said he wasn’t there
I loved story two - the fact this guy came with a rock, probably to scare or harm them, and the campers pull out a bow, a hatchet, and a knife. Probably thought he had bitten off more then he could chew.
he was prob like “oh shit..”
thats why i want a gun :)
Lol, anytime I go out in the woods, I carry a .44 revolver.
Sounded like the Avengers from Wish
@@matthewhummel1572 and when someone approaches you ask them "do you feel lucky? punk"
I am a former EMT. Story 36 was probably an escorted nuclear material truck. When I was taking classes to get my EMT cert., the instructor proceeded to tell us that if we ever see a semitruck on the highway being escorted by black suv's to stay away from it. The truck is mostlikely carrying nuclear/radio active material and that the escorting black suv's would have teams of heavily armed government officials in them.
That's pretty interesting, thank you!
huh, note to self. thanks for the info!
For the first time in a few months, I decided to leave the house for a short walk around the neighborhood. Do something nice for my mental health instead of rotting in bed all day long. As I'm walking down the sidewalk, I notice a fairly tall and bulky guy, dressed in all black, walking behind me. I try not to think too much about it, but as I'm starting to approach the cul-de-sac, I start to feel a bit queasy. I look back, noticing he's still walking in my direction, picking up the pace; he's speed walking. He's definitely following me. So, I began to speed walk, eventually reaching the house of a neighbor that I've chatted with a few times (our dogs are friends). I cut through their yard, booking it towards the back of my house (which isn't really my house; I still live at home), and duck behind the porch stairs. I'm peeking out from behind the stairs, looking in the direction I just came from. I see this guy scanning the area as if he's searching for someone. I decided it was time for me to go back inside, as I did not want to be spotted by this dude. I didn’t want no smoke. This wasn’t the scariest experience I’ve had, but it most definitely was a strange and creepy one.
Oh god, that's kinda terrifying man, did you see him again?
@@anglepsycho No. Kinda weird I only saw him once, but I believe that’s a good thing.
@@soapythecleaningclown5055 Pretty sure that was Agent J getting ready to neutralize you.
Not the scariest thing!? What was?🤨
@@snotmonkey357 Watching his first TikTok.
Scariest thing for me, was years ago when I worked for the DoD (Department of Defense) as a civilian environmental engineer. I had been posted working at this one site that had been built some time after WW1. My office was located in the basement floor of one of the older buildings. Most of my time was spent reviewing papers (I was a water waste treatment engineer), and heading out from time to time to take samples from the water treatment facility. You'd be surprised how careful the military is with the environment... but I digress. Several times I found myself working late in the office, reviewing test results and the like, and most every time I had the same weird thing happen. There was an old freight elevator that would, of its own accord, rattle down to where I was. You'd hear this thing just "kathunk" and then rattle/screech as it lowered to the floor I was on. The first few times, I headed out to see who was riding down... or even why they were on that thing as I'd been told it wasn't safe. Yet I couldn't ever see anyone near it. This was the kind of elevator you controlled from inside the car itself, so it wasn't like someone was pushing a button to prank me. This continued the whole time I was there, and it wasn't until shortly before I was transferred to another posting that I was told that not only was I not the only one to experience that, but it was a very common problem. What's more, the reason it did that was believed to be tied to the location itself. Apparently, until the mid 80's, the site there performed destructive testing on vehicles, basically testing the survivability of various new military vehicles. To do this, they would use human cadavers that had been 'donated to science'. After the tests, what remained of those cadavers was loaded up into cardboard biohazard barrels, and brought down into the basement where I was, to be incinerated. They were deemed "biological waste" and just burned and disposed of. I don't know how many cadavers went through that, but it stands to reason there's a lot of people who, if they knew what their body had done to it after they donated it... they wouldn't be happy.
As someone who'se only death wish is to be donated to science, I have to say, I'd be perfectly ok with being used in vehicle testing. Science is science, and I sure as hell would be cheaper than those crash dummies, albeit messier. Science isn't always glamourous or brings up a groundbreaking discovery, those tests need to be performed. Might as well be my meat covered bone mecha, that has no pilot inside anymore!
When you're dead you don't care what happens to your body
@@ZoeMuller80 can't say for everyone
@@jenlifh2871 how so
@@ZoeMuller80 you just can't say for everyone
Story 17: I have a better rendition of that.
‘He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when you’re awake, he’s locked the doors and windows so there’s really no escape’
Beautiful
The story about the voice telling them to check the heater and the boiler made me for disproportionately uneasy for some reason. The moment he read the voice's quotes I had goosebumps for some reason.
My mother had a similar thing, but it wasn't really creepy or anything. A power outage reset her alarm clock (no backup battery) and about 10 minutes after it should have gone off, she was awoken by some kind of ghostly voice calling her name.
Me being a child at the time thought it was pretty creepy. Now I realize her subconscious just knew she should have been awake by now and influenced her dreams.
@@renakunisaki Yeah, from what I heard, if we tend to sleep in a certain schedule, our body learns to change our sleep cycle accordingly so we wake up in time and more easily. Although, the fact that there was an actual voice made me get goosebumps...
The story wasn’t true, most of these aren’t
@@Ludovicus1769 obviously
ngl same. its weird how in a bunch of creepy stories one will just stand out
i dont even have a boiler or space heater lmao
We have three cats, two boys and a girl, but before we got our female black cat we had a female calico named Picasso who was my best friend from the time I was three until February of 2021. She lived fourteen years before she died of non-Hodgkin's lymphoma laying next to my mom on the couch. My whole family was devastated, even our other cat Fred who is now six was deeply upset and still is. Picasso was practically his adoptive mom. Two nights after she passed away I was laying in my bedroom crying about her because she wasn't there to sleep with me anymore and suddenly felt the matress lightly shake the way it would when she would jump up to sleep with me, but I look over thinking it's either Fred or maybe our month old kitten Rugen and there's nothing there. Cried myself to sleep that night. I miss that cat so much.
and now i am in tears.
Remember she lived a happy life with you and your family her spirit was there comforting you as you mourn, she still is there watching over you. She lived happy and past away happy never forget that.
It’s always scary when some creepy person beckons you to their truck or crap like that, then later you find out that they are a murderer. Gives ya chill down your spine knowing what would’ve happened if you fell for their tricks.
you say that like this happens to you routinely ???
Silly the cat was so sweet it brought tears to my eyes. Same with the estranged father and son where the father got in the car crash and they reconnected after a voice told the son to check on his father... and the other stories with people hearing voices that saved them
The damn fart in the family tent literally almost caused me to pee on myself laughing! I had to actually run to the bathroom!
Edit: you're one of the best damn narrators on RUclips!
Story 28 that guy was probably sleepwalking and dreaming at the same time. I used to share a room with my brother, both when we were young teens and one night he was just standing next to my bed across the room from his, staring at me and said in a low and serious tone: where is my phone. He then said: I have to get up where is my phone. He raised his voice to a loud but not a yell and asked me and I simply said I don’t know and it’s 2 in the morning. He just said oh and walked back to his bed and went to sleep. Some things like that started happening more often and I started having fun with it. I would tell him something like we’re late for school or he has to go clean the dishes
That last bit is funny as hell 😂
My cousin’s boyfriend does something similar where one time she caught him sleepwalking and he was randomly moving furniture around the room lol. Apparently one time he also tried to make mashed potatoes in his sleep
@@minetieplays2092 bruh that’s so funny he making the mashed potatoes in his sleep
@@minetieplays2092 the dance or actual mashed taters? 😂
@@oleyeller3256 the food lol
@@minetieplays2092 or .....was he doin the mash potatoes while makin mashed tater? 😏
A year ago now I went by bus through a countryside. I was leaving from my then-gf's house.
The bus ride was always very chill. It took about two hours and looking out the window in the night with music on my earphones was some of the best times.
But one day when I was taking that same bus, right as I entered, the athmosphere was just off. Normally barely any people take that bus so I am used to being almost alone in there.
This time the only person on the bus besides me and the driver was a middle aged woman with a small backpack. She looked like reality was breaking around her. Like she saw something completeley otherworldly.
I sat myself somewhat far from that lady. Turned my music on and tried to get the usual vibe. But with every song played and every stop taken I realized how 'in the middle of nowhere' we actually are for the first time ever. With every song played and every step closer to absolute remoteness taken the atmoshpere became more eerie and unsettling.
Then she started praying. She was saying how 'they' will come and punish her for her sins. Mind that even tho I was almost a whole bus apart from her, she was praying loud enough for me to hear it even with my music on.
She prayed. Prayed... prayed that her sins should be punished for now she has her family's blood on her hands.
At that point I am seriously considering either having Emergency services ready on my phone or reaching for my pocketknife.
Her prayers became louder and louder.
And one second she just stops. Completely.
Like as if she saw something in the utter darkness outside.
We entered a very deep forest. In the middle of which was a bus stop. A bus stop in what seems to be the most remote place in the country.
The bus stops to a halt. Only a dim flashing street light illuminates the little bench with the bus stop sign. Then... only the vague outlines of trees and pure darkness.
That lady stepped of the bus with her backpack on. Says absolutely nothing and goes next to the bench. Starts to put her backpack off and throws it to the side with tramendous force. Then starts sprinting into the absolute darkness, swallowing her whole.
Sprinting so fast I barely saw what happened. As the doors of the bus were closing, a loud scream resonated through the forest. The sound was absolutely not human. Very primal and almost... malevolent.
We left the forest and the second we did, everything felt normal again. I, in a fit of absolute confusion, asked the driver who that was and what the hell happened.
He said that when she was ordering the ticket in his cab, she was in a rush and was very rude, almost to the point of aggression but didn't show a sign of being under the influence of any substance, no wide pupils, no out of the question deviations in her voice nor her sentence structuring. Just a very rude person in a rush.
Also said that he never ever met her before nor why the hell she did what she did. He had the same vibe as me the whole time she was on board and we talked about it the rest of the way.
Side info: I live in the Czech republic (central europe).
I've had a couple dreams that showed the future, but of course I had no way of knowing until I saw the same place in real life.
I have a theory about why that happens. You remember the dream, but that memory is missing a piece (which was never really there, because dreams are abstract and weird). Your brain naturally tries to fill in any holes in your memory. Eventually you see something that happens to fit, and voila, that memory is now "complete", and you wonder how a memory from a while ago contains an image of something you've just seen for the first time.
What's really happened is like when the wrong piece of a jigsaw puzzle happens to fit in a hole. That new thing you just saw happens to fit into that missing piece of memory, but it's a false positive.
Yes, but also, when there are infinite possibilities to dream, you will sometimes just happen to dream something possible. Like 17 or something people had dreams that 'predicted' the twin tower attacks on 9/11 and coincidentally, someone wrote a book that described basically the same events as the Titanic... BEFORE it happened. With the infinite possibilities of imagination, yes, you will sometimes hit a 'prediction' but only because you have so many dreams, sometimes your imagination will strike on a real thing that could happen.
The concept of this is known as “Precognition” and can both be your brain matching missing pieces and also what the other reply mentions of things just happening to line up, but it can be very chilling when you dream of something almost exactly as it happens in your own life, I’ve had moments alike this in my past as well, it seems to just be an odd thing with humans, similar to the dream man
@@ss.surprise aka: “monkeys and typewriters.”
@@GatheredStorm_YTthe “dream man”?
This one is hard to believe, but here we go. So, we had just moved into my current house as I was sleeping on a mattress (hadn’t gotten the bunk bed set up yet). I always sleep with my head facing the same direction (the left), which would give me a good view of the room on the other side of the hallway which didn’t t have a door. I have insomnia btw, but this night it felt… important that I went to sleep fast, and I was luckily able to do so. And I had a dream where I was in a strange place that looked somewhat similar to the hall you fight sans in on a genocide route in Undertale. At the end of the hall is a strange looking person who was saying something to herself in a quiet chanting-singing voice about “Following The Willow Wisps”. She looked up at me and repeats it before telling me to wake up. Now, I almost always have lucid dreams (not sure if that’s why I can do it), but I can wake up from dreams whenever I want. So I did. And then, in the room on the other side of the hall, there was a glowing white ball which floated around for a few seconds and then saying something in a whisper and disappearing.
I believe, spirit's manifest into orb looking entities. Seen them in cameras
Truth be told…
You were probably still dreaming lmao
I love this channel! Refreshing to hear a person! (plus an amazing voice!)
True! I hate all the time when people use the woman tts
One time, years ago, my irl friend, J, introduced me to her friend, O, who she met in an online game. We were young and we got along with O, chatting in group chats and whatnot. O started speaking more and more of his poor mental health, until he reached his breaking point. He sent one last message saying he was going to self-destruct, and that when we saw the message it would already be too late. J and i were sad for the next couple days. Turns out J’s parents looked through her phone and saw the messages, bringing it to the police. They found out O was still alive, but that he was also not real. O was a 30 year old man baiting us kids into believing his story. Looking back on this, I’m eternally grateful for this getting out, as our unexperienced selves may not have ever reached out if something horrible were to happen.
TL/DR: Friend introduces me to an internet friend who turned out to be a creep staging his own self-termination
The “we have enough” is terrifying
To begin, I've always had vivid dreams. Even as a kid, it wasn't until I was around 8 or 9 that I realized that a lot of my dreams were prophetic in nature and would show me things that would happen later in my life.
I state this fact because one night I had a nightmare when I was about 6 or 7 and it was either 2001 or 2002, in the nightmare I see this big, humanoid shadow, pitch black out of the corner of my eye. As if someone was standing just behind me, ready to jump me. I run forward into a strange cave like structure with an ambient dripping sound, the main feature being these arches of lights that would move towards the back of the cave until eventually forming an arch over some kind of exit tunnel with the word "exit" above it. I tried to rush to the exit but was soon pulled towards some spot on the floor, there was a vortex with a hole in the middle that sucked me into darkness, at which point I woke up.
Fast forward to 2016 and I'm spending my last night in Florida, I'm at universal city walk and decide to cap off everything with a round of mini golf. I chose the "It came from planet putt" side of their Drive-In movie themed mini golf courses. I play through the course, having a fun time until I reach hole 18, hole 18 takes place inside this giant worm creature made of concrete and painted to look like an alien monster. I look inside the worm-cave and get a very uneasy sense, like something was off but I couldn't quite tell what.
It was then that I saw a tall, humanoid shadow standing behind me out of the corner of my eye, I immediately turn around to see if there was anyone there, called out and looked around the previous hole to see if someone was waiting on me to play the last hole. Absolutely no one, I was alone. I turn around and notice that the inside of the worm had this ambient dripping sound in it, and there were arches of lights, that would move backwards, progressively shrinking until arching over the exit path at the back of the worm, with the word EXIT above it, also in lights. I was really freaked out at this point so I tried to speed putt and that's when I saw the hole, the golf hole was in the middle of a rotating disc, with a vortex pattern on it. I picked up my ball, practically threw it in the hole and bolted out of there as fast as my legs could carry me.
To this day, I still remember it on occasion and it scares me so bad I start to cry a little.
Don't worry, man. You handled it good. It's all over.
I live in Florida. I go to Universal all the time and do that specific golf course occasionally to freshen things up a bit, I actually did the alien side recently. It’s honestly kinda funny to hear that seeing as being on that golf course with my family has always been super fun.
Next time when you come back, do the halloween side next, it’s probably the better of the two.
nice
When I was a.kid I loved flying, and I had a parent who managed an airport. Couldn't keep me on the ground. I had a whole drawer of those flight pins they gave kids, and I had to stop taking them so I could keep shutting my drawer
Well, this is the story of the one flight I refused. My family and my dad's friends were going to take turns riding a tourism helicopter tour. At first I was the most excited, but as we climbed up the walkway to bird, color quickly drained from my face as terror gripped my body.
A week later my old man's friend called my dad and told him to check the news. That was one of the last flights the pilot or helicopter ever came back from. Lost with all passengers. Maybe it was instinct. Maybe it was God. Maybe it was the holy land of the Lakota looking out for the gringo kid who's heart it stole. But someone, or something let me know in no uncertain terms that that bird was death.
This is a story that happened to me a few months ago. It's scares me a little. I stay late a lot. I have this habit of looking out my window to see cars drive by. It gave me a nice feeling that I wasn't the only one awake. But one night I looked out my window and see two girls running like they were being chased. It's not like I saw anyone go after them but I don't know how often it is to see two woman jogging at 2 am. I really hope nothing bad happened to those girls.
Woke up in the middle of night cos i was chilly, reached for blanket.. didn't feel it.. patted around some more.. nothing. Opened my eyes to look.. my blanket was hovering a good 2-3 feet over my body.
My mom sent me back saying it was a bad dream.
She didn't believe me until she saw my guitar strum itself when i wasn't home.
This is nothing huge but still creeped me and my brother out
I was about a freshman in high school, my brother 4 years older than me. I had only recently started to grow facial hair, so I was still relatively new to shaving, I would often forget to clean up and left the disposable razor on the sink counter and the small hair shavings in the sink. My brother would get onto my case about it.
Well one day I was in my brother's room, cuddling with the cat and watching my brother play on the ps4. Then he stops to use the bathroom just across from the room. When he comes out and back into the room, he disapprovingly calls for me. Right when he called me I remembered that I once again forgot to clean up my mess.
I follow him knowing full well what he's about to lecture me on. He says "tell me what's wrong with this picture", as he turns around and we both enter the bathroom. He just froze, I stood confused. The razor was cleaned, cap on, in the trash can, sink clean as well. Not only did I remember that I had left a mess, but my brother had just seen the mess mere seconds prior, and yet now it was completely taken care of. At first I thought he was trying to spook me, but he was genuinely as confused if not more than I was. He said it felt like he walked into a Twilight Zone episode.
I had this really vivid dream a while ago during the summer of 2022, where I was in my grandpa’s house (not uncommon, I spent and still spend a good portion of my time there) and my mom, grandpa, and little brother were present.
All of a sudden my dad enters the house, but immediately my brother and I know something is off. It might look like our dad but I had the distinct feeling it wasn’t. Just something that looked like him or maybe was controlling him.
Either way it starts chasing us, saying things in my dad’s voice and threatening me and my brother. We run around the house trying to hide and eventually we get separated. So now it’s just me.
Previously my mom and grandpa had been talking in the kitchen and seeming not to notice the situation at all, despite my brother and I shrieking in fear and shouting at one another.
I run into the back room of the house and my brother is sitting on the couch, not noticing me at all and watching TV. I remember the distinct feeling of “Oh no, it got you too!!” like some fake reality BS that got reset.
Then the thing that looks like my dad’s keeps chasing me, so I run into a side bedroom and go to a desk, thinking to arm myself with something out of the cup of pencils, pens, scissors, and a letter opener.
I grabbed a pencil. Not even a particularly sharp one. Just a pencil. Stupid dream logic…
Anyways, I rush over to hide in that room’s closet; thinking to conceal myself and plan. I know I have to try and kill this thing, even if it looks like my dad. (Whom I love, he’s a lovely person and has never harmed my brother, mom, or anyone.)
I hide, and for a few minutes the thing doesn’t seem to notice me; then it opens the door to the closet I’ve been hiding in and goes to grab me. As it picks me up I stab at it with my “weapon” I miss the eye and instead hit it in the shoulder. It drops me, i pull my weapon away again and run.
Then I run into my bedroom and lock the door. Backing away to the middle of the room as I realize i’m trapped and the thing can definitely open the door.
I panic, and the last thing I do is stab myself through the eye with the pencil; presumably ending my own life. I get brief images of myself again, and a voice saying “it’s happening again!” Before I wake up.
In the same room. Lying in bed not 4 feet from where I just offed myself.
I’ve gotten to the point where I can usually Lucid Dream enough during nightmares or stressful dreams that they don’t really bug me anymore. I know I’m in control and can wake up if I want to, because it isn’t real. It’s like watching a really interactive movie or playing a video game.
I was only vaguely in control the entire time, I think I was continuing the dream because I really wanted to see myself beat the “monster” chasing me or run away from it. I also got sucked into the “story” of the dream and lost my focus.
I remember feeling so desperate and scared right before I looked at the pencil in my hand and “made” a choice. Whatever this thing was going to do to me was much worse than my self-inflicted death.
Most surreal and terrifying dream I’ve had to boot. Talk about the “your dreams are snapshots of alternate dimensions” theory. Holy shit.
I hope alternate me didn’t suffer too much. Maybe she just lost an eye and lived. Maybe the door held. Idk.
Story 28 reminded me how i get weird when sleep talking, and am straight up violent at something that annoys me. My grandfather once came in to tell me something and apparently i told him "shut up I'm going to kill you" or something along those lines. When i actually woke up i went to get breakfast and i was saying goodmorning to him and he just gave me a cold shoulder so i asked my grandma what was up with him and she relayed what happened lol
How did he react when you explained yourself to him 😂
i was relatively young, 7-9. We had two cats, Nikki and Molly. Molly was OLD- about 18- when she passed. She had basically kitty dementia and was always meowing a horrible meow every couple of seconds because she didn't know where she was and was scared. We put her down around noon and the rest of the day had a heavy cloud of loneliness and sorrow hanging over it. Everybody missed that cat- she was older than both me and my brother, and had been a wedding gift for my parents. She was practically the third child. Eventually we all went to bed, but I couldn't fall asleep. Nikki was in my room on my chair, sitting alert and staring at my closed bedroom door with her tail puffed up- I had only seen her tail puff up once before when I dropped a bowl right next to her and it broke, so this was not a normal thing for her to do. I just watched her watch the door for what felt like hours. Eventually I head this horrible yet familiar meow from my parent's doorway bedroom. Nikki stood up on the chair, tail sticking straight up, fur on end. She was laser-focused on my door, and I could tell she wasn't the one meowing. The noise continued, one meow every couple of seconds, and it was moving down the hallway until it stopped right in front of my door. I shit you not, my door opened like Molly had brushed into it trying to get in. I watched it creak open (old house), but there was nothing behind it. Nikki never settled down, and when I eventually fell asleep, she was still standing and staring at the door with her fur up. I don't know if it was Molly's ghost, an 'imprint' of the fear she always felt, or what, but I know what happened that day. It never happened again.
Story 15. That is like every single one of what I call "Visual Dreams", dreams you can see and remember. Every. Single. One so far has come true in the future. 100% of the time. Not scary as it has happened too many times to count, just turned normal for me and I just get the feeling of deja-vu when the scene happens.
You remember most of yours? I never did, not until partway thru the deja-vu end of it. I look at the dreams as vu-ja-de. It hasn't happened yet.
@@LegendStormcrow Most if not all of those dreams I remember. I still remember one dream I had while in intermediate school (grades 4-6) about me throwing a freebee during our recess to one of my classmates and us playing together.
@@tewtiesmc Weird. I always assumed there was a kind of mental protection preventing remembering too far away. Like I could dream of the same situation multiple times, even when "awake" but the full events would instantly fade.
Anyone else just get so sucked into the gameplay they forget about the stories
I have to keep my phone in my pocket or I get completely absorbed into the random gameplay stuff, I'm just like "What's happening next!?!?".
Glad I'm not the only one lolz
What assains creed is it
Earlier this year I had to get a book from my house to take to school for my English class (I'm a currently a year 10 btw and at the time of this story I was 14). My house has a bit of an interesting design to it, my room is at the most west side of my house with my doorway being at the very end of my hallway. My hallway is also almost a straight line which makes it pretty easy to see down from my room. So. One night I remembered the book I needed for school so I got up from my bed to go grab it from my closet. The only bad thing about my closet placement is that it's placed on the opposite side of my room from my doorway, so I can see half of my hallway pretty cleary... unless it's night time and there are no lights on in the house apart from my room... which was the exact situation. So I open my closet door and look at some modern military and War related books, and then I hear a kind of unfamiliar female voice just say "Hey *my name*, You should go to bed". Scared as all Fuck I dash right up to the half of the hallway that's in front of my room and turn on the lights asking "What?! What?!" To see if the voice will come back. While I'm doing this I'm frantically looking down the other half of my hallway and into my sisters room to see if I could see somebody who shouldn't be there. I figured that I either made the voice up or my sister was sleep talking again but either way I was scared and decided ill just turn off the hallway light, quickly grab a book from my closet (it was about the Pol Pot regime btw), turn off my lamp in my room and just sleep it off. To this day I have not heard that voice again, and I'm Fucking Thankful.
Disembodied voices are a real thing.... I'm reading a book about it right now by that name: "Disembodied Voices". You should check it out. It's a very well-written book that is written by a guy who has experienced an encounter of one and as a child and later as an adult... the same one... and traveled the world interviewing and compiling accounts other people have with them and attempts to answer what they are and why they occur.
A close friend of whom I had deep feelings for told me about how she had trouble trusting guys other than her brother, one of her other friends and myself, I asked her why and she told me that one of her guy friends tried to kiss her without consent
He apparently felt that since he’d been so nice to her for multiple years (two years, but apparently that’s fair game to him) that he deserved something in return, that he’d held back his feelings, but when she politely declined, he tried AGAIN, and this time, she wasn’t polite about declining, outright telling him to leave her alone, so he grabbed her arm and begged her to give him a chance, to which she said no
Oh yeah, he did this in public too
As she was telling me this, the only thought crossing my mind was the thought of where I could bury his body
My sister had been sexually assaulted a few weeks prior to my friend telling me this story, so non consensual actions toward any woman in my life, is enough to send me over the edge, it’s enough to make me want you dead, whether it be a kiss, touching a certain area, or outright sticking your dick in her, anything done without consent is wrong
Of course you leave out men, as if you don’t think men can be sexually assaulted 🙄
This story is from my sister point of view
One night when I was 12, I was staying way to late into night and was half a sleep. When I was going to bed my sister said I was mumbling to myself about "they are here, he is watching" my sister said where i then point at a space between the closet and shelf of books and say "they are lanky and he is watching, he is croched due the ceiling being too small for him" my sister was promptly terrified and put me to bed and did a lot prayers for me. I don't remember any of this
😂😂😂😂😂
Okay story 32 is really interesting to me, the exact same thing has happened to me TWICE but it was just a few hours... the first one I pretty young and was on a holiday near the beach and was in bed, I sort of just stared through the doorway into the hallway when all of a sudden the hallway got brighter and my eyes became sore, I was confused and wondered what happened, when I looked to the right of me, I saw my siblings weren't in bed anymore and I went out of the room to find my mother making breakfast and my siblings watching tom and jerry on the tv... and yeah my eyes were a bit red when I looked in the mirror I think? the second time I was also young, and this time at home, I was in bed and I stared at the window across from me, the blinds were closed, all of a sudden light just shined through it was morning, I then got out of bed and walked downstairs, my parents were making breakfast... Im now a lot older and it hasn't happened to me again, but I know this is real because I can VIVIDLY remember everything that happened ._.
22:30 So… there are records of young children having very detailed memories of things they should not know. It’s been theorized they were remembering past lives. This happened enough times to actually spark research into the subject. Almost all of the children eventually forgot about this as they grew older.
Source? This is interesting.
@@renakunisaki Uuuuugh, I think it was on the "Bedtime Stories" channel
A rather uneventfull story but I once slept over at my mom's house.
She had recently gotten a glass screen door put into the side of the house in the kitchen.
I went to get a snack at one point doing the night and the glass door was COMPLETLY covered in really messy hand prinds. Like, what you might imagine you would see in a horror movie.
I just kinda thought it was my friends messing with me but I did take a picture just because it did freak me out slightly (I still believe I have the picture)
I didnt really think about it further than that. I expected some message from my friends the day after but nothing came.
The weirdest part was that the next night .. Like.. it was completly clean again...nothing to see from the night before..
It was weird...
I suppose the light somehow showed the fingerprints the first night but for some reason it didnt the night after... I havent seen it since. If my friends were the ones that was messing with me then they at least had the decensy to clear up after themself I guess...
34:16 Ooh, I think I actually have an explanation for Story 36. Much of the time, when a nuclear device of any sort is being hauled, a normal semi truck is used in order to conceal what the device actually is from the general public, so that people don't start slamming their brakes out of paranoia of radioactive material. This can range from nuclear waste to deactivated nuclear explosives. The disguised voice from the black pickup trucks was likely trying to prevent the specific semi from being distracted/attacked, and if it was hauling a nuclear bomb, it sure as hell wouldn't tell a stranger motorist on a desolate road. So, if that specific poster is reading this now by any chance, congrats on being possibly one of the only reported encounters with a nuclear hauling convoy in the U.S!
Sleep paralysis. Yes... that is it. But it beats any story of catching sight of wolves out in the country or strangers tailing me. Imagine waking in the dead of night, FULLY AWAKE, unable to fall asleep, unable to move... not even make a peep. And then you don't just feel it... the presence, but see it... you see in the room what feels like a literal person made of darkness and are aware it is looking at you. Just standing there... menacingly. Yes.
Now imagine doing that for an hour. A very LONG hour where the fear just does not go down. You can look away but are still aware it is there. You might feel like every time you turn from the thing it takes a step closer. You're there in a stare down with the darkness while fear just goes out of control... until you manage to either slip back into sleep or the feeling goes away and you can finally move and see that there is nothing there.
TWICE IN YOUR LIFETIME.
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AC unity as well?
Weirdly enough, relating to story 15, I remember having a few dreams about this house I also had not seen before. It was very, very different from mine, but the inside had some stuff my friend had. When I finally went to this friends house, the house had the exact same structure, a few things off from the dreams, but the dreams were quick short so I didn't see much.
Same has happened to me several times in my life. Once was a family friend's house that I had never seen before, another was when I was on the playground and suddenly just looked around and realized that I had been standing in that same position, seeing the same perspective from a dream years before. Doesn't happen nearly as often but when it does, helps to write it down like in a dream journal.
I was almost carjacked: it was very early in the morning so it was still pitch dark, as I was at a stop sign waiting to cross our one lane freeway. Suddenly a man came out of the darkness making a B line for my driver door. In a situation like this, you have two options; floor it or accept whatever craziness that could potentially come from the interaction. Something felt off, the hair stood up on my neck and I floored it. Later, I realized that I never saw a vehicle's hazard lights down the direction he came from.
My creepy experience was also pretty wholesome. I lived in an apartment about 10 minutes from my high school. After about 6 months after we moved in, I was trying to sleep one night and I heard someone whispering something. I couldn't make it out at first but it started repeating about every few minutes and I realized it was the voice of a little girl whispering "hello". I looked outside to see if someone was messing with me and I slowly traced the noise to the corner of my room where my closet was. My closet was built into the corner of my room and had mirrors on the outside. I stared at the corner for a few minutes until I could confirm the whispering was indeed coming from that corner of my room and I wasn't crazy. Well, to see what would happen, i whispered hello back. Suddenly, this positive, emotionally uplifting energy, for lack of a better term, washed over the room and the whispering stopped. I slept very well that night because of it. After that, I would have conversations with this entity (never gave her a name nor did she ever give me one when I asked) which I'm pretty sure she liked because the same thing would happen, a sudden burst of positive energy would wash over my room. Then, as she and I became "closer", harmless physical phenomena happened such as light poking and such. It was creepy at first but, eventually, I didn't mind it all that much since she never did anything that was inconvenient/bothersome nor did it ever escalate to anything more than that. We had these sort of interactions every day up until I graduated and moved. She was incredibly depressed when she realized I was leaving and it made the over all atmosphere in my room very depressing. Even my mom commented on how she felt depressed when she was in my room and how cold it was. About a month after, during a trip to pick up any mail that might've gotten sent there rather than our new address, I ran into the new tenant who moved into my unit (single mom with a daughter who I met during a unit viewing) and she asked me if there was something wrong with my old room because her daughter refused to sleep in it because, and I kid you not, her daughter told her "She doesn't want me there. She told me to get out". I told the tenant everything and, surprisingly, she believed me and asked, since I had developed a sort of friendly relationship with the entity, if I could do something to calm her (the entity) down. So she let me in to my old unit and I walked into my old room which had become much pinker than when I lived there. Suddenly, an excited positive energy washed over the room that even the new tenant felt from outside the door to the room. Then, what I felt like was a small child about as tall as my waist was high hug me. I then told her to please be welcoming to the tenant's daughter since she was living there now and she would be her (the entity) new friend and that I would always cherish the conversations we had and I would remember her always. I don't know how but I felt like she understood and poked my hand one last time. I checked back a month later and the tenant told me nothing had happened since that day. The entity had never even reached out to her daughter even when they tried to communicate with her. She let me in again to see if I could reach out to her but when I walked into the room I felt...nothing. Like she wasn't there anymore. I would like to think she moved on to the other side after that conversation we had. Believe me or not. I know what I experienced.
What you experienced may have felt good, but the devil appears as an angel of light. The best thing to do is to get close to Jesus.
Story 15, the phenomenon is called "Deja Reve." It used to happen to me every now and then when I was a kid. Just mundane moments and situations that you dream about that stick with you, then you experience in real life later.
Déjà vu?
@@jesuslovesus4002 Similar, but one is like the dumbest most useless prophetic dreams that you cant place until the exact moment, the other is a memory or feeling of nostalgia that creeps up on you in the moment that you've been there before and done the exact same thing.
@@coreylemon Alright, thank you.
34:17 Story #36. If you're transmitting, the speaker cuts off and you don't hear anything being transmitted. This is to prevent feedback from trashing the channel. There could be a billion modulated voices on the radio while you're transmitting and you won't hear a single one of them.
I'd love to have a grandma so cool
The CIA one hits home. I had an ex who said he was a highlander (like the show) and couldn't be killed unless his head was cut off. I thought he was joking until he tried to get me to stab him in the heart with a knife. That was the end of that relationship.
I have 2 scary stories, the time my neck was paralyzed, and a chair with clothes on it looked like a demon.
So, I have a deep fear of the dark because whenever it's dark and I'm laying down with my eyes open, it looks like things are walking around. One night, I was laying down in my bed with my eyes closed and I hear this creepy breathing that sounds right next to my ear. I freak out in the inside and I just lay down very still, barely breathing. I felt like I would start shaking at any moment. I then take the big change of opening my eyes and it turned out to be my sister who shares my room. This was when I was like 11 and it still scares me to this day.
Also maybe a topic you can do is, "Whats the scariest thing that happened at night?"
I love how when the people saw someone in the forest HOLDING A WEAPON! and just was like " ya lets just go to bed" lol
Many years ago, I went to an EDM festival in the woods in NE Ohio. It was a lot of fun, there were lights with plenty of dancing and partying things involved. It was so much fun, that I stayed the whole weekend and lost track of time on the last day while walking around the woods. Before I knew it, nightfall came and I failed to notice that by that time, everyone had left.. everyone except for me.
Now, I'm not afraid to walk around at night in the woods as I have had plenty of experience in doing so in the past, but this time was different. I was completely sober by the way, just to clarify things; but as I was walking I could hear something not too far off behind me... Following me. I turned around to see what it was, but could hardly see anything in the pitch darkness. I made a ruckus, shouted and hollered and was met with a pause in silence.... Total silence.
After a.few moments, I heard the snapping of twigs and could almost see a glowing set of eyes, walking straight toward me at almost eye level to me. I'm 6"5 by mind you and at first I thought it must be a deer, or something, but then it moved in a way that deer do not and it was so unsettling that I bolted toward the edge of the woods as fast as my feet could carry me.
Upon reaching the exit, I was relieved to come across a campfire by the owners and turned to notice nothing behind me. I was relieved at first and thought that my imagination was just playing tricks on me, that is, until I heard some kind of roar I've never heard from any animal. To this day, I've never gone back there at night.
So a story I know was something that happened to me and her,
I was in fifth grade as a 12yo my best friend was helping me mentally recover from a few things then one day she died shot by her father. I was thinking of her. Then a few days after I get home from school and I see her white coated like white out- she walked backwards toward me
I locked myself in my most feared room in the house but I had a lot of bad luck sence then. 6th mid year
why was she walking backwards?
I'm also confused about her walking backward and being whited-out, and why you locked yourself in the room you feared the most in the house? I'm so sorry for your loss...
not my story but my sisters. She was at the time taking her drivers ed classes, the ones where you are there for the whole day listen to someone talk to you about road safety and what not. She was walking down the street to get lunch during her break, on her way back she was crossing the street at a stop light when some guy in his car rolled down his window and called to my sister "hey can you come help me look for y dog?" my sister thankfully isn't a moron and told him no and that she has to get to work and books it back to the class. When she told me and my mother what had happened SEVERAL HOURS LATER!!! we were rightfully freaking out!!! We are so glad she wasn't kidnapped and the only regret she has is not snapping a photo of his plate. Stay safe!!
Story 7 made me happy. Reminds me of when I was a toddler, looked up at the ceiling and said "I see people!"
I've had story 15 happen to me on so many occasions; this one in particular I remember very clearly; my 2 friends had invited me to go with them and jump off of a bridge into some water it wasn't very deep around 3 or 4 meters we could touch the bottom. When I had the dream there was A stingray, small but one of the ones with a barbed tail, like the one Steve Irwin met, slightly under the water but almost invisible; Remembered the dream when some of the things that had happened in it, happened IRL and then I looked where the stingray was in the dream and yep there it was. It was my turn to jump off so, I didn't and warned my friends not to jump waited until it was gone and that's that.
Okay, I have three stories, one about me, one about a friend from school, and one from my dad’s,childhood. Story 1: When I was about 3 I think, I had made a symbol with my hands to say “papa” we were in Maui or something and around the time we got back my nana’s father(?) died. We were staying at her old house and apparently I was heading towards the back area where my family slept on the right I think and my nana’s father(?) slept on the left, so I went down the hall, turned to the left, went into the room or smth looked up and started making the hand gesture. My dad told me that story.
Story 2: my friend told us in a Spanish class i have, they were sitting by their window on their phone or smth (I apologize I don’t remember it well) when they heard a knocking on their window. I think they turned around and either there was nothing, or something there I don’t remember forgive me TvT
story 3: so my dad said he was in bed once, and he would sleep with the covers up to his head or smth and he was looking around and all of a sudden his light, (a light hanging from the middle of the room from a cord or wire I think) started rocking back and fourth, he said he also felt a presence in the room with him and yellow/red glowing eyes about… 5 ,10 feet? After a bit, the light was like, how do I put this? It was swinging to the side and then it stopped, held in place. Then it seemed it was let go cause it started rocking again until it stopped. He said he felt the presence had either gotten closer or disappeared… my theory is it was a dream or a hallucination.
I was almost kidnapped by my grandma on my Dads side, and could have been taken away from my parents
( for a bit of context my grandma and my mom hated one and other, they would often get into fights at family events but I was to young to understand. So when I got older and lost a family member that kept me away from depression, I held on to any good relationship. And sadly mine and hers was the one, and Since I blamed everything and everyone for the family members death. My parents where at the mercy of me, and in my sad state I gave her lie after lie to make her happy. Which maid me happy, in fact I was so in roped in her lies I started to believe my own lies [ funny how mental anguish can hurt you so bad, you believe what you made up]) now leading to what happened after I told her all the lies, she said we should make a video for my parents to listen to. And that we would visit my great grandma ( on my dads side), along with doing some fun things while we’re around ( going to arcades, movies, etc.) at the time that sounded fun, but she told me to keep it a secret from my parents until the day before we would leave. Thank god the day before we would leave the fallowing happened, her and my dad ( her son) where talking. I can’t fully remember what happened that lead her to fallow us outside, and my dad yelling at me to get in the car. She begged and pleaded for my dad to listen but he sped off with out hesitation, I only released that not only could she have kidnapped me but also used the video in court to get me taken away from my parents.
Sorry this one’s long, also I love your content :)
I have a few.
1. Heard a blood curdling scream as if someone was being murdered in my ear while sleeping and ended just after I opened my eyes. I got up from my bed to look out the window, nothing there. Went upstairs to ask my mother and daddy as well as my sister if they heard it and not one of them had. Looked outside, never found anything or anyone who could have done the scream. Not sure where it came from.
2. When I was 12, I was walking home from school in Salt Lake City UT, I had just turned into 1300 s and 900 e to go towards the alley that will take me towards home and see a man come out of a house that everyone knew was a mob house (it had a plaque) so I knew his doing this wasn't good. So I ran down the driveway of the church and into they alley then went right into the church, I ran to the bathroom and hid in the back stall feet up for quite a few mins before thinking the guy has to have gone away. So I came out of the church to turn north to go down the alley and see the man at the end of the Alley. He turns and sees me and again yells "hey kid come here!" I turn and run back towards 1300s and turn onto it and saw a group of big burly men and a bunch of kids. I run up to them and say. "This man is trying to kidnap me!"and pointed back at the alley. A moment later the man turns onto the street and the men I ran to moved between me and him. I heard one of them say, "you see this kid? She is under our protection." The man leaves and I play with their kids. Once I got older I learned these men were members of the Hells Angels Utah chapter. So I was nearly kidnapped by the mob and saved by the Hells Angels.
3. That same year in the summer I went camping with a man who had been a friend of our family's and was like a grandpa to me. When I woke up, he had his flaccid member in my shorts and at 12 I didn't really know what was going to happen if he got away with me. When he woke we drove off. I was playing with my doll in his camper as he drove us out of Utah but having never been outside of Utah other than when I went to Michigan with my big brother. So I didn't know when he stopped and we got out, going into a diner in Wyoming. We had breakfast there, while three troopers saw us and thought it was weird that an old man was traveling with a little girl. So they stayed until we left and pulled us over. When they separated us, one officer looked at me and said, "little girl, does your mommy know you are in Wyoming?" And I said in response, "Wyoming? We weren't even supposed to leave Utah." At that moment all I can remember is me crying and begging for my doll which was in the camper but they wouldn't get it or let me get it. Then it goes fuzzy in my memory until I remember seeing my family running through the parking lot and embraces me as soon as they were in the doors. I never got my doll back, nor do I know what happened to the man, who was named Don, but he likely was charged federally for kidnapping because of this.
4. Same year as the last two just after winter ended and my 6th grade went on a retreat to Park City UT, there were four or five girls in my room. We all went to the hotel pool and me and some friends were going to play chicken. I dove under to get a girl I won't name onto my shoulders only to be unable to get up nor can I get away from her legs around my head. Next thing I remember is my teacher just above my face and everyone else looking down at me worried and scared. I remember my lungs burning terribly and went to my room to sleep and hearing a couple of my roomies following me under my teachers orders to watch me as I laid down. I later learned from my friend who had been over me that a boy in our class had pushed her down as soon as I got between her legs causing the incident. I nearly drowned that day because he wanted to dunk the girl and instead forced it to where I couldn't get out until I had taken in water into my lungs and stopped moving.
5. I moved to Phoenix AZ and had been working at U-Haul for months. It had just been 9 months when I went to Walgreens to purchase something briefly. Next thing I hear while putting my money away after finishing my purchase, "give me your money!" I didn't realize what was going on because I had never been in this scenario before so I stupidly replied, "no." I then heard "What? Bitch you better give me your money!" And I turn my head to see a man at the door with a sawed off shotgun pointed in the air. I turned my head more to see the other man behind me and automatically give him my money as the man at the door shot his gun into the air. I move back lto a eisle and sat down myself. At that point a woman came by gathering purses, jewelry, watches, you name it. She got to me and asked for my purse and I said, "what do you need my purse for? I gave him all my money." Pointing at the man who had gotten my money so she left my purse. When the cops came I had been looking in my purse and found my rent check in my wallet that I forgot was there. I exclaimed, "I forgot my check was in here!" The cop who was talking to the man beside me looks over and in an amused tone said, "you lied to them?" And I blurted out "not on purpose!" The cop just laughed before finishing his job of questioning people.
I thank the algorithm for suggesting you to me. You are now what plays in the background to drown out my roommates while I play text based DND. Thank You for your services.
This is a story I mentioned a few times to different people, but it still sends chills down my spine.
This happened quite a while ago, but I remember there being a time where I was seeing & hearing things more & more daily. It scared me a lot & I knew something was wrong with me. One night, when I went to bed, I remember having what might've been a sleep paralysis dream. There was a pitch black silhouette of a man with white eyes that looked like they were glowing. We stared at each other for a minute, & he suddenly had these sad eyes, & he hugged me before waking up. I cried, wondering what it meant & trying to figure it out. That same day, my dad took me to the hospital & I was diagnosed with psychosis.
Excuse me but what is psychosis
@@biomechsamurai1921
It is when you have a severe psychological issue or disorder (anything from something minor, to something like bipolar, to schizophrenia, to kind of any thing really but you go in to an 'episode' be it temporary or permanent that is (sorry for the poor word choice) a non-normal psychological state or a detachment from reality....
This can ALSO be caused /brought-on by such things as injury (head trauma), severe neurological disorders, certain/specific viral infections (such as meningitis), etc... and it's also is when you have a severe psychological issue or disorder (anything from something minor, to something like bipolar, to schizophrenia, to kind of any thing really but you go in to an 'episode' be it temporary or permanent that is (sorry for the poor word choice) a non-normal psychological state or a detachment from reality....
This can be caused /brought-on by injury (head trauma), severe neurological disorders, certain/specific viral infections (such as meningitis),..... Also this is a VERY frequent issue from both drug use and drug use damage.
I hoped that helped, if not, ask and I'll try to clear up my crappy explanation.
@@biomechsamurai1921 Psychosis is when somebody loses some contact with reality, which is mostly having a bunch of hallucinations & delusions
Did he look like Homer Simpson? Apparently people's eyes glow in that universe.
Don't blame it all on physiological issues tho, that Paranormal shit is 100 percent real.
My parents are divorced, so I would go to visit my father once every two weeks for the weekend, pretty standard visitation. He lived with his parents because he was a trucker, so I would spend those couple days at their house. I never minded this - my grandparents were pretty nice, and we were really there for my dad anyway. But it gave us time with them too.
My aunt was/is a drug addict. For a time, she was staying with them, I think because her ex kicked her out of the house, though I was never sure. On one of these visits of ours, she happened to be high. I think on heroin. To preface her behaviour here, I have to briefly say that she had been stabbed once in a drug deal gone wrong - and because she was high, she was absolutely paranoid that something was out to get her. She was carrying these giant cooking knives my grandma had around the house "just in case." It freaked me out - I'm paranoid of being attacked naturally, it's just part of my daily overthinking. Anyway, I end up telling my dad about it, that it was scaring me, and he calls the cops because well, I'm his kid, and his kid is scared. (I was around I wanna say 17-18 at the time, but still.) Anyway, police show up, arrest her kicking and screaming, freaks me the hell out even more- I end up filling out my first police report.
TL;DR: My druggie aunt carries knives around because she's paranoid. I get the cops called on her because I'm afraid of being stabbed. She gets arrested.
Not creepy in the conventional way, but... Creepy to me. People are the scariest thing of all. I hate to think about what she could have done if I said something wrong to her.
Story 6
Something similar to that happened to me, and it was all just within 2 miles. I was driving my buddy home after we went to see Halloween Kills. When we were half way to his house, he said he noticed that a black Tesla had been behind us since we left the theater. I immediately got onto a main street and make a U turn after a few lights. He followed me into a parking lot where I did a lap before safely coming back out just before the incoming traffic passes the parking lot entrance/exit, which ends up impeding his way to me. I heard a brief tire screech behind us but no crash. And *THAT’S* how you lose a tail.
My buddy lived only a minute away from where I lost the Tesla. I got home with no one following me.
One of my scariest stories, I was at my Grandma’s house. Only people their was my grandma, my Cuzin who stays there, and me. I was spending the night because we were going to ttgames the next day. My grandma has about 1.5 acres of land, but it’s mostly a fenced desert field.
It was late but we all stayed up late. Arround 10:30 or so my Cuzin came in the main room and talks to my grandma. Im at one of the tables across the rooms doing stuff. I couldn’t hear what they were saying or was paying attention to it. I honestly should’ve noticed something was up since he had gone to his room awhile ago. But I payed no mind, eventually they go to bed and I’m still drawing at the table.
It gets to about 2am and I get a really creeped out feeling, like I’m being watched. It happens often enough at my grandma’s, their is a large window at one end of the main room and two sliding glass doors at the other end, but this felt worse so I quickly packed my stuff and went into the room I was sleeping in. Still was more creeped out but I eventually fell asleep.
The next day my grandma mentions how her and my Cuzin saw some people out in the feild with flashlights and looking arround. They decided not to tell me so I would sleep ok, i have a particularly active imagination especially at night. Where I was sitting at the table was by one of the sliding glass doors but I wasn’t an angel where I couldn’t see the feild or where the people were.
So yea pretty creepy.
The last one was actually beautiful.
I was in bed one night and dreaming that I was having trouble breathing I heard my Grandmother call my name and I woke up gasping for breath. After I calmed down it came to me that my Grandmother had been dead for 5 years, I think my GM saved my life that night.
13:33 this happens to me like a lot and it’s honestly really weird I’ve have like five come true in the past year alone
My dad told me how when he was a kid in Mexico, him and his brother were playing by a river and there was a guy maybe 50 feet away who was probably drunk,shooting at them with 2 revolvers..and continued to laugh and shoot while they ran off and he was just stumbling and aiming trying to murder them. Now that's....weird...
20f, I was studying in Ottawa Canada, I was and am going through a lot of shit and I was in an extremely vulnerable moment.
My sister came from my home country to visit me and we were staying in an airbnb. The building was pretty and was near the parliament. It had one of those keypads on the entrance where you needed a code to enter into the building. Fast foward to the day my sister was leaving, I went with her to the airport to say goodbye when she was about to return home, it was around 3am since her flight was at 6am.
I came back to the airbnb in a uber, I was heartbroken due to a lot of sht happening in my life atm, so I really needed a smoke, I decided to stay outside of the building to smoke, not my smartest move since I was near downtown and it was already almost 4am. I half way through my cig when I noticed in the corner of my eye two figures, probably crackheads. They literally came out of the hallway next to the airbnb building, so it was already pretty sketchy. I try to be aware of my surroundings, so when I saw then coming near the entrance of the building I decided to ditch my cig and enter into the building. I was pretty anxious since they seem to be looking at me and coming to the entrance. Thank god I got memorized the code and I was able to put the code pretty quickly. I enter the building and I immediately feel relieved.
I decided to stay on the lobby to see what were the two guys were doing, they went to the entrance of the building and they actually tryied to open yhe door while makimg eye contact with me, I was do fucking scared.
I went back to my room, sad, defeated, and craving what was left of my cig
It just really felt like something out of a movie, even if the guys weren’t chasing me or going fast towards me. Putting that password really felt like a death of life situation.
Not Scary, just slightly spooky and odd.
When I was young, me and my family were camping near a lake with other family members. It was middle of the night, my parents with my aunt and uncle across from them front of the fire were talking to each other. I was in my Parent's RV in the dark, standing on my knees on the couch through the window. I was also facing the large lake which was front of me. All of a sudden, a bright flash of light like a flare from the land across the lake, went into the sky and a second later fell right into the fire pit between my family members. My Uncle fell backward in his chair was the last thing I remembered as the blinding white light expanded in a flash. Then I was in the RV's driver's seat, still dark inside and outside, facing the camper's entrance and my mom coming in with a smile saying everything was okay. And this was when I was likely around 4-6 years old. I am in my 20's. I have no more memory of that camping trip. Was that an Alien Abduction or Angel or some Cryptid? I would love your ideas what could be.
Probably a dream I would guess
@@aratherlargerodent Maybe. But this felt different from a dream.
Listening to these stories made me think about something that hasn't crossed my mind in a long time.iam what scared somebody probably have to death and part of me in the back of my mind wishes I had some way to connect to them to apologize. i was involved in a hit and run when I was about 14 maybe 15 Superstore parking lot over in Sackville Nova Scotia early 90s,. At this point I still think it was a woman driving but I can't remember for sure. thay we're driving kind of erratically and hooked my arm with the rear view mirror which caused me to spin around and I ended up face first on the windshield of their car about midsection onto the car and basically across the windshield face down on the windshield and arms outstretched. I remember the person screaming a lot and flooring it going even faster throwing me off their car and driving out of the parking lot erratically nearly hitting other vehicles and such. i didn't get seriously hurt.but obviously got the crap scared out of me. Thinking about it I honestly wish i new of some way to connect with the person and let them know iam not dead or anything like that. They quite clearly thought they'd killed me or done serious damage given the way they reacted and the way they drove off.ive honestly had a boatload of scary screwed up stuff over the years but that's one of the things I haven't thought of in a long time. ive seen animals at night that I can't properly account for and even had a incident that turned out to be a herd of goats that some clown let out of a farmer's yard and it wasn't the first time this guy's goats had gotten loose where somebody was eventually letting them out. but that hit and run is something I haven't thought about in a long time. Probably some poor person out there that thinks they killed or did serious damage to a kid and God knows how that's affected them all these years. On a side note if you're in a car accident and a paramedic mistakes you for being dead it's probably not a good idea to grab them by the leg and tell them off for not being able to do their job., I scared the paramedic so bad that I found out later on he quit a few days later.yaa paramedics don't like when the dead guy gets back up and lectures them about doing their job wrong
My parents and I moved into our first/last owned home. They rented all their lives and scrapped and worked their butts off to have somewhere nice to live where they had all the freedom that you can't get if you don't own your property... I live in the basement and am usually a night owl. There's a vent just above my sitting area where I can hear my parents through a hallway. One night around 2am.. I hear someone knocking. *I KNOW* not to open the door for any reason at an hour like that.. but my dad insists to let this young pretty woman in. She says her boyfriend was chasing her and going to kill her. We would not be the first house she found, and we live in a big flat land surrounded by farms and train tracks. I was scared out of my mind and turned the lights off downstairs- knowing she was going to do something. My mom called the police right there, and stayed on the line with them until they took the woman away. She had been caught multiple times doing this with a group of guys. She'd bait people to open the door and a group would come in and rob and assault anyone who answered. My dad is a willful dumbass, he's not naive, just fucking DUMB!
I love how he asks in the middle of the video :D
I love how grandpa is like “i may be dead, but you’re gonna listen to this opera.” 😂😂
I have to get on reddit
Two friends and I were fixing up one of their garages, replacing the sheetrock. We were working together, two of us hanging the sheetrock while the third provided support, got us tools, etc.
We had to trim one section a little to get it to fit (we aren't pros, just bros). I'm trimming the left edge while friend 2 is holding the right side. Friend 3 is on the other side of the garage - off to our right by 15+ feet - getting the screw gun and screws for when we had it in place. Once done with the knife, I hand it off to a person on my left.
Only there was no person on my left. We figured this out when we had to cut the next piece. I didn't have the knife, and said I handed it off. Neither of them had it either, accounting for there whereabouts (described above) at the time. I remember a vague person being there when I reached back with my left hand and felt a hand take the knife from me.
We had to go buy a new knife to finish.
It's been 7 years, recently cleaned out friends house because he's moving, and never found the knife.
When I was maybe 10 or 11, I witnessed the scariest thing I've ever witnessed. Due to the beautiful weather, my family and I were in a park. My mother, sister, and niece were crossing the pond while I was searching for a pebble to collect. My niece was crying as she pointed toward the pond. "What's wrong, sweetie?" asked my mother. Then, while sobbing, my niece responded, "Baby in water." She kept pointing at a specific area in the water while crying. The three of us decided to leave that park and head back home because we were all terrified. I still get shivers thinking about this tale.
Near our neighbourgood, some 10 minutes of walk we have a bread shop that closes every day at 1pm. I use to buy bread from there every day. One night I got to bed at 9.30pm, not that unusual for me. And had a dream of me sitting in the living room with my parents and it was evening. My dad asked me "Did you buy bread today?", to which I answered "I didn't make it on time to the shop and they have closed it. I woke up at 12.50pm". My father said "Then what are you waiting for? Get up and buy bread". After that I woke up, feeling pretty numb, as if I have been sleeping for too long. Looked at the clock on my phone. It showed 12.50pm. It is pretty unusual for me to sleep for more that 6h, but I have been sleeping almost 15! Also saw many missed calls from dad, calli g me from work as I was home alone (I use to keep my phone on silent mode every night). Called him and he asked through the conversation "Did you buy bread?" I said "Nope, I overslept". The answer was "Then get up and buy bread". Pretty much the same conversation from the dream. Also I didn't make it to the shop on time.
Another example. I had a dream as if I was a non-bodily entity roaming through a hotel I have visited once in my life many years before. Haven't seen any people around except feeling of presence of my deceased grandmother, and after a while also my ex girlfriend (still dating in the period of this dream). Can't really explain this that much but my ex's presence was getting stronger and stronger until I found myself out in the town (still dreaming) and talking to her through phone. She said "Love, I have plan for NYE" (it was a week or two before New Years'). The thay after it she called me. Started the conversation with the very same words from the dream. I didn't think that much until the evening and then I pointed that to her and she said that I have pretty good intuition, as she had been talking to her friend that night and they have planned so my ex and I, and her friend with her then-boyfriend gather and celebrate together.
This all happened after I read Dr Sleep by Stephen King. That man is awesome
Not my story, but my friends. Not exactly the best, but still freaks me out a bit. My friend says that he has a sleep paralysis demon. He says that it’s him but as a spider and it whispers to him things he doesn’t understand. One thing that kind of unnerved me about it was that when he was talking about, he said he knew it’s name. I asked what it was, and he said he didn’t want to say it so he’d just write it. It was something alone the lines of “dreammaster” or “puppetmaster” or something. Thing is, my other friend (who he barely knows and never talks to) has a made up character that she made with a name almost identical to that. The character’s name is puppetmaster
My Goth cousin built a steam powered, life sized guillotine. Dead serious. A steam powered guillotine.
2:30 the personality of that character actually is like me. I talk in my sleep, share a room with my brother, I like to make lists, and I play video games obsessively, and pretty much non-stop, at least until I absolutely have to go to sleep.
Alright these are all paranormal experiences
1) was like 10 sitting on my couch and there's space behind it I was sitting on it by the edge on my tablet watching something and only me and siblings are in a different room I see a face in the corner of my eye not a price of clothing a face of a young boy I thought it was my brother I say go away doesn't move I look it's gone.
2) sitting in living room and music playing on a echo hear a mumbling in the distance I didn't really pay any attention to it then it came up to me I got cold all over my side and it was right like someone was loud whispering to you in your ear
3) I have a younger brother but he's to old for this I was walking into my kitchen behind my sister and a toddler had grabbed mine for a split second
4) me and my sister share a room in our basement her bed in a certain way you can see the stairs me and her are watching RUclips before bed were bit tires so I sit up and get the feeling to look out to the stairs the door was kinda closed but there was still a ruler length you could see the stairs I see this black figure peeking into our room then it peeks away
I visited like Pablo Escobar’s house or something (they turned it into a tourist attraction/hotel). I was TERRIFIED. There were these old decrepit dolls hung up on the walls of the restaurant near the house and there was this crying clown statue I SWEAR I saw moving. Creepy man
i have a few just from 2022, most happened at school in a town wich i have just moved out of
1-the second week of october, the "children's week" as we call it in brazil, there was a weird eye thing in front of the whiteboard, it stayed in a black pedestal and seemed to follow it's gaze to whoever was seeing it, naturally it creeped the living shit out of me so i asked what was up about that since no one acknowleged it, everyone i asked looked at me like i was insane. a while after i manned up and tried to touch it, my hand passed through it. the next week it was gone.
2- can't really point out just a moment but a voice in the corner of my head that seemed to predict what was gonna happen. from grades to tiny inconviniences, rlly nothing much and kinda useful but pretty scary
3- mid december while looking around the city i just moved into, i remembered seeing at least 10 biuldings in dreams before, repeatedly. nothing bad happened in those dreams, they actually left me pretty happy when i woke up but still
Back in 2010, me and my wife moved into an older house here in Colorado. I started hearing footsteps at night walking through the hallway next to the master bedroom. I tried to explain it away as just being an older house. One night me and my wife were watching TV and we hear a really loud bang coming from the back bedrooms. I thought someone was trying to break in. I checked every inch of the house and there was nothing. Right when I turn to look at my wife and shrug my shoulders due to not finding anything, we both hear a child laughing in the open closet that was right in front of me. We both left that room immediately and just went back to the living room dumbfounded. Lots of things happened in that house, from something laying in bed with my wife, to disembodied footsteps walking right up to me, knocking sounds on windows and doors. My wife would come out of the shower at night and hear my voice calling her into a dark kitchen. She always asked why I was in the dark, but never got a response. Then she would find me in bed snoring. We moved in 2015, and we never have issues in the house we live in now. All I can say is, ghosts are definitely real. Nothing else can explain the things that happened to us.
Your theory about their dream linking was really believable
True story. My mother and I and the dog lived in the upstairs part of of a large house converted to 2 flats (apartments). My mother and her friend Barbara had been out to a dance club a few minutes walk from the house. Barbara lived a few miles away and left her car out side the house while they were out. When they got back from the dance Barbara's car had a flat tyre (tire) and no spare tyre. So she slept in the spare bedroom. Next morning she left early saying she hadn't slept at all. After turning out the light she felt a heavy weight on her chest and was unable to get out of the bed. Then the bed started to rock and shake. This went on for the rest of the night Our dog was behahaving very oddly too. He was whining and cowering then ran to my mother's bed and burrowed under the covers and was shaking and very restless. Barbara would never come into the house ever again. No-one else had any strange experiences apart from the door to the lounge would suddenly spring open wide then swing closed from time to time. We called our 'ghost' George
my personal freaky story is still on going.
my dreams have a tendency to predict the future and i have learnt to control them and fuck around with stuff but sometimes my dreams are just straight up horror stories so if any of those dreams are real good luck everyone
I went to a crappy sleep away camp and in my cabin we were close to a camp site/ RV park and people had BB guns and shot out windows and we had to run into the forest
2 stories. Neither me, but family members. The first one is my cousin, he's Welsh, like me, but his parents were in the RAF and they had to move around a lot, living in Germany, England, Ireland, Cyprus and Florida. When he was in England he had a teacher that absolutely hated him (he has A.D.H.D. and was a trouble maker). One morning he went in to class and sat down with his friends. His teacher walked in, walked up to him and bent forward, putting her front hands on his desk and given him a wicked glare. He asked "What have I done now Miss?" His friends started giving him weird looks when he said that and then she just walked out of the classroom. Not long after, the headmaster came in and told the students that their teacher died in a car crash the night before. He said he has had a few strange encounters growing up, seeing a strange looking man at the top of my grandparents stairway (which 2 other cousins have claimed to have seen as well, but not me) and he once heard a monstrous growl when he was in his back garden, followed by something trying to open the door to his gate before he ran off.
The second story is my uncle and (a different) cousin travelling to some forest in America (not sure where) to go camping. They were aware that there were Wolves, Bears and Cougars in the area, but that didn't bother them. One night, they went to sleep until my uncle was awoken by a growling noise. It sounded like a large cat, so he assumed there was a Cougar outside. He thought nothing of it and decided to go back to sleep. But the growling sounded very close, right next to him and he's thinking "oh shit, did I not zip up the tent? The Cougar is inside. I'm such an idiot". He didn't want to startle it so he kept as quiet as he could and feared for his son, who was still asleep. It was not going away and he decided to take a peak. He couldn't see anything, the tent was zipped closed, there was no entry or exit and no Cougar, yet the noise remained. And then came to a huge realisation... the growling was his son. Jesus that kid can snore. So it's more funny to look back on, but scary at the time.
bro ive been watching this channel for a while and i just realized that the talking after each story is you and not a comment on the story's reddit post
9:52 The story fits the gameplay almost perfectly lol
With the dream one around 14:00, I have similar experiences. I’ll have a dream where I say or do something, usually nothing stunning, and then a few months later that will happen and then I’ll remember the dream I had previously
I guess you could call Story 25 'Bird degree murder'
I once had an afternoon nap, and felt someone come in my house, climb the stairs, and look in through my bedroom door at me. The feeling was so strong that I searched the whole house. No one there, and the place was locked up tight.
So my family is notorious for having paranormal encounters with ghosts and stuff, this might be the reason i've experienced so much weird stuff as a kid or it's just that my family just attracts weird. For most of my life there has been a lot of weird stuff in general that can be explained and even more that can't, such as when I was a kid I lived in a small apartment complex in the High Desert CA and remember one day me playing in the backyard (imagine a opening behind the house that leads to the garage with a huge wall separating it from the outside world) and I was playing with the sand and drawing stuff in it, I remember looking up and seeing a man standing about 10 feet across from me wearing a black gown with a scream mask. I was like 7 at the time and haven't even heard of scream let alone known what the scream movie was or what the costume looked like, I cant make this shit up. I remember me casually walking into the house and telling my mom there was a man outside. She looked and no one was there. The thing is if it was an actual person there would've been shoe marks because of the sand and there would've been a sign of someone breaking in the backyard but there was nothing. If it was one of our neighbors hopping over the fence that wouldn't make sense as the house to our right had a family of 3 with a mother, father, and 5 year old kid and the one to our left was empty. If somebody did jump the fence to our left that wouldn't have made sense either as that would make the man be behind me and not in front. I don't know if this was a person dressed up as the killer from scream or if my mind just happened to make me see a man in the outfit even though I never saw the movie or had known about it.
Eh, seeing that your name ended up on someone's genuine 400-person kill list full of only mentally disabled people that you almost fully knew everyone and weeks followed realizing that half the list died that morning before the high school day started was something. (Ended up on the news, 2019 was a damn trip.)
A few scary or disturbing things that have happened to me. Not in chronological order.
Most of these took place in my old house:
Me and my older sister were in the pasture behind our old house when we found a human looking skull, it looked almost human, except for the bone ridges along the top of it, like spines, the pointed teeth, and the larger than normal eye holes. At first we thought it was fake, but when we held it, we realized it was real bone, with real teeth, my sister said to leave it and for us to go get mom, we did and told her about it, and she said to bring it to her, so we go back out to get it and It is gone, we looked all over for it and never found it. It's been over a decade and I still think about it, the same exact thing happened again sometime later, except with a malnourished baby deer that could stand up on its own. We get our mom, she says to get it and it's gone without a trace.
My little sister was running around the house, she was around 3 or 4 at the time, as she was running, she stopped dead in her tracks in front of my open bedroom door, saw something in there, screamed and cried in terror and ran to mom. She was inconsolable, we have no idea what she saw. I was especially concerned because, ya know, it's MY ROOM!.
I was sitting on the couch, playing on the IPad. My mom was in town with some friends at a restaurant. As I was sitting on the couch, the way the couch was positioned was there was front door and then to the right when you enter were the windows next to it with the couch against the same wall and outside was the porch, so I'm sitting on the couch, when I hear a loud slam against the window behind me, like someone had slammed their hand hard against it. It scared the hell out of me and when I looked out the window, all I saw were my dogs on the deck, connected to the porch, looking at the window, just as spooked.
Another thing that happened when I was alone and my mom was in town was when I was playing my ps3, and I heard, clear as day, my mom scream my name, and I thought, Oh, crap I gotta get the gate, we had a big gate that you had to open to get into our yard, I had wondered why she didn't call the house phone, like usual, but didn't think much of it. I run through the house, open the door, and nothing. The only ones outside are my dogs. My mom doesn't come home for another couple of hours.
Another minor thing was the time I saw my mom's dog walking outside in a way the made it look like she was walking next to someone, her head facing someone that wasn't there.
I would also occasionally hear footsteps in the living room and kitchen from my room when alone, and even in the hallway outside my room. I would also sometimes hear my name being called, even when not alone, and when I would go see if my mom called me, she'd either say, no, or be asleep. It made it hard to tell whether she called me for something or, something else called me.
These happened in my Grandparents house: Me and my cousin where sleeping upstairs in my grandparents house, in the dubbed "boys room" at the end of the hall from when you go up the stairs, and the beginning of the hall was my mom and aunt's old play room, and some of their old toys and talking baby dolls were in there, including one that my mom had partially burned as a child, and me and my cousin where actually talking about that doll and about how creepy it was and out nowhere we hear that same doll say "mama" and giggle. Scared the crap out of both of us.
Another thing that happened, was this time the family was having a get together, and everyone was in the den eating, and me and my aunt were in the kitchen, talking and out of the corner of my eye, I see a figure in all blue denim rush through the dining room, into the living room and to the direction of my grandparent's room. No one had left the den, and the only two people that wore all denim, were my grandpa and his father and they had both been dead for years. Me and my aunt both saw him.
These happened in my current house and sometimes still happen:
Me, my cousin, and our roommate at the time, were all chilling in our rooms, one night, when we heard loud knocking on my cousin's door, that by itself wouldn't have been disturbing except that this is an old build with squeaky door hinges and I would have heard if the front door or my roommate's door had opened and they hadn't, So I open the door to see what's going on at the same time as my roommate and cousin, and when my cousin asks if either of us knocked, we both denied it and were equally freaked out. After we calm down and go back to our rooms, I heard light scratching on the other side of a wall in my room that has nothing but drywall wood and brick behind it, and I think "rat" until the light scratching became one long scratch like someone dragging their fingernails down the walls.
I also hear footsteps, like heavy work boots walking around the house and hallway outside our rooms, when my cousin is at work, and it's my day off, our roommate had already been moved out at this point so it isn't him.
r/thathappened
As a Muslim, we believe in these ghost-like entities called "Jinns". Most can't see, hear, or feel them, but some can. You may be one of those people.
The one where your sister ran out of your room screaming sounds hella scary, I’d move to another room in an instant
@@c4viarrr Unfortunately, it was a three bedroom house and the other rooms were my sister and mom's.
Only in Ohio💀
This is a bit of a long one and it's mostly about explaining the layout of the house so you can understand exactly what happened and why, but it's by FAR the creepiest thing that happened to me and has left me with a fear of home invasions.
TL;DR: woke up to a housemate screaming "WERE YOU WITH SOMEONE?" wearing only a towel before he ran out the street screaming in Portuguese with a knife in hand, later find out he came out of the shower and saw a strange man in the house standing at the open door of my bedroom just watching me sleep. A few days later, I woke up to see a man watching me sleep through my open window.
I used to rent a room in a shared house with 9 other housemates. The house only had windows in the front and in the back, it was long with basically a very long hallway in the middle. My room was right next to the entrance of the house, I had a window with frosted glass that looked out at the street. There was a gas leak in my room, so I always had to keep the window open, even in the winter. My room's door was right to the left of the entrance to the house, basically the two doorframes were touching at a 90 degree angle. Soon as you walked in, you had my room. Because of the gas leak I'd also usually leave my bedroom's door open.
The entrance to the house consisted of two "layers" (English isn't my first language, I don't know how to explain this) first a wooden door, you walked in a few steps, an then we had a gate with like bars. As you can probably tell by the "gas leak" fact by now, the owner of the house was a cheap fuck, and he'd decided making everyone have 3 keys (door, gate, and their own bedroom) was too expensive, and considering the house had no windows except for in the front and back and there was a freaking gas leak, we'd keep the door open and the gate closed, but there were no keys for that gate. What we'd do was keep a table knife slotted in a wooden molding in the hallway wall barely concealed from sight, so the people living there, we'd reach in through the gate, grab the knife,
and use it to push the gate's latch from the inside through a little gap, then put again the knife in the gap behind the molding in wall.
Also of note, that week we'd gotten a new housemate from Brazil, he didn't speak our language too well yet, who was the only one that wasn't in uni or had a job yet, so he was the only person that was home basically all day long. During a long stretch of time right when I came back from work, the house would've been empty save for me if it wasn't for him.
*Now onto the actual story.* One day I arrive very tired from work. I drop down on my bed, leave the bedroom door open of course, was watching a youtube video and fell asleep. I'm awoken by screams. The new housemate is at my doorstep wet and in a towel, barefoot, he screams at me and I'm confused because we can barely understand each other in normal circumstances, let alone one screaming in urgency and another one still half asleep. I finally understand him saying "WERE YOU WITH SOMEONE? WAS THERE A MAN WITH YOU?" and I say "what the fuck? no?" and he screams "FILHO DA PUTA!", grabs the knife by the gate, I notice it's open, and he runs out with the knife and in his towel. I'm sitting there on my bed very confused. He comes back after a few moments, closing both the door and gate behind him. He tells me the best way he can "Man, right here!" I'm like ???? and he finally explains "was man standing right here, watch you sleep, I showered, I came out, I saw unknown man inside house, watch you sleep, I yelled HEY! and he sees me, runs out, were you robbed?"
I seriously freaked out. Nothing was missing. We theorized at the time that a man figured out our "foolproof" gate unlocking method, came into the house to rob us, saw me with my back to the door with my phone on playing a video and thought I was awake so he froze, right then my new housemate came out and saw him and scared him off.
However like 4 days later I woke up at night. I used to sleep with my face right next to the open window because of the gas leak. I open my eyes and I straight up saw someone (I think a man, but I'm not sure, it was dark and it was just a second before he ran off) staring at me through my open window, a few inches away from my face. I screamed, he ran off, I'm not really sure if it wasn't a stress-induced dream, but I moved out that same week.
Warning it's a long story.🚩
I think I was 13-14 a the time when this happened, It's was late 1 am or something when I hear the Llorona (a lady who walks the streets crying for her drowned children from a Mexican myth) it was really scary and when I told people about it nobody believed me, then a couple weeks later I heard it again in the middle of the night but after that I heard laughs my first though was "stupid teenagers just scaring people". Then a couple weeks later again in the middle of the night while I was in my phone I heard it again and I was like "stupids teenagers again" but I had also been listening to a neighbor outside moving some stuff in his car and when the sound of the Llorona was really close I heard how this neighbor screams gets in his car and goes away fast. I was shitting my pans when it happened like what the hell would my neighbor be so scare of teenagers doing a prank unless it was something else. And again nobody believed me when i say this story. The 2nd time I heard it I'm 100% sure it was a prank, the 1st time who knows, the 3rd time definitely was the Llorona.
Sorry for the mistakes english it's not my first language 🇲🇽
So when I was about 14-15 I lived in a particularly bad part of town, not quite the hood, but close, and we were living in this old drug house, ex tenants were druggies and were evicted. So I was alone one night, watching something on the tv, I can’t remember what, the dog was sitting next to me, a pitbull-rotweiler mix, when I had gotten up just to stretch, ended up checking out the window and I saw this dude, wearing a baggie hoodie with his face covered standing at the end of the driveway staring at the house, I was a little creeped out but I didn’t think much if it. Some 15-30 minutes later the dog is pawing at the back door, so I get up to let him out, instead of going to sniff for a spot to go, he bolts straight to the fence gate and starts losing his mind, I come out the door and look to see he’s goin nuts at the same guy from the driveway, now standing at the gate, I call the dog in and lock the front and back door, but I forgot about the side door, which has a passage leading to the basement, which also has steps leading to the kitchen, so I get in the kitchen and I’m freaking out when I hear him come in the side door, so I lock the door leading to the basement and side door, grab a kitchen knife, and just wait. I didn’t wanna call 911 cause I was nervous about it so I called my mother, she’s calming me down while I stand knife pointed at the door the whole time, I hear some rummaging, and eventually he leaves, my bet is that he was the previous tenant who came back for some drugs they left. Single scariest moment of my life after the car accident, and before the psycho in the woods with a rifle.
i have a few spooky ghost stories. you have; the thing that stumbled halfway down the stairs and only stopped moving when i ask satan to stop it (jokingly), the time the curtain over my backdoor moved like someone had picked it up from the bottom and let it drop which i only knew happened because we had a drying rack on the backdoor and keys in it that made noise, my dad swears he saw his dad in the hallway and given his reaction i'm willing to believe he saw someone (he's a skeptic and loudly against any of that 'ghost shit'), and a lot of others from this house.
my favourite not-as-spooky story is that i went to my mum's work (a restaurant) and sat in my usual spot. while i was waiting, i was playing pokémon go! (it was about 2018). out of nowhere, i hear an elderly man say, very clearly and close enough that i should have felt breath, 'so that's what you're doing' in my right ear. i paused for a moment like 'why the fuck is anyone that close' and looked over my shoulder and... no one. literally no one within 3 tables of me. no one had walked past me. no one had walked away from me.
told mum when she finished work and she said that she'd heard the same thing months before while she was in the kitchens. same side. same voice. same sentence. same reaction of looking around for the old guy. the shop the restaurant was in has closed now, but i hope that old guy's happy. he didn't seem dangerous, just curious, and sounded nice. i think apartments are gonna be built there eventually, so that'll be interesting.
whilst watching this there was banging at my front door, like an extremely loud tap (im 14, home alone) then start hearing weird noises, it was a group of birds (thrush birds i think). scared the shit out of me smh
When I was in middle school, 8th grade I had this dream that a classmate of mine was pregnant. Months later I'm in high school, 9th grade, and said classmate gets on the bus in front of me - 14 years old - and visibly pregnant. I don't know why I had that dream but the timing of conception matched up perfectly. Creeps me out to this day.
I have a storyyy (i was about 11 or 12 and asleep btw)
I was home alone just watching TV. All of a sudden, some child about 5-7 walks out of my parents bedroom door staring at me. I immediatly realise this was a dream so i summon a gun and tell him to shoot me. He shot me and I woke up. It was about 3:00pm and my parents were packing for something. I go into the bathroom and there was a note. It said "say mississipi three times". Me, having anxiety, refused to do so. I walk put of the bathroom and my parents were gone. Eventually a girl walks out of the bathroom (about 5 or 6) she is wearing a pink and white dress like the ones you see in old photos.she says some random stuff then says mississipi. I had a plan and asked her to say it again pretending i didnt hear her. She says it again and i ask her one more time. She says it. I look away and when I look in her direction, she was gone. I hear some strange noises and when i looked for the note it was gone. I eventually wake up for real this time and i think it was somewhere at 3:00am.
The scariest thing that happened to me was my mom was single because my dad died but then she started dating someone else i had i had a feeling about him but i didn't mind it but i saw on the news there was a murderer on the loose and my mom said mom: dont worry i will protect you, but i said me: ok mommy, i was 6 years old at the time and i was home alone and an hour later my mom came home and it looks like her soul was gone and i said me: whats wrong mommy,and she said i can't explain it right now, and i never saw the guy again but i turned 8 and she told me the story mom: so i was at my brothers house and i was about to leave and i saw a the guy i was dating and he came to me with a knife and i ran as fast as i could,story ended.
I was at a summer camp. All my friends were by the main lodge, i was taking. A shower cause I don’t like going to bed late. Out of nowhere I hear my friends voice and check outside and he’s not there. Asked him about it later and he said he wasn’t there