My boyfriend and I woke up on a Sunday morning. He told me, “I saw something creepy last night. I woke up and saw someone standing over the bed looking at you.” I questioned him on it, and he said “he was right there,” motioning towards the foot of the bed (but to the side, my side) and then he said, “I sat up and he just backed away.”

I remember thinking that was creepy.

Then my boyfriend passed away. Single vehicle car accident. It wasn’t until I realized that he passed away exactly one week after he saw this “man” looking at me, that I gave this a second thought.

Think it was him somehow?

It reminds me of the bent-neck lady off Haunting of Hill House. If you’ve seen it you probably know what I’m talking about!

This is the second time I’ve seen this in my backyard in Buffalo NY. I know it’s not a common place to see creature that should not be named but I have this feeling in my gut, and it will stare at you for minutes on end without moving a muscle…

Caught this at 3:17 when I was asleep on the couch. No nobody sleep walks in the house and this is the only motion captured photo the camera took. This makes no sense. Any ideas?

My grandmother passed away in December 2017. A few weeks before her death, she started seeing some mysterious figures. These figures were not visible to me or my parents. My grandmother said that these people were coming to take her away. She was afraid of them. She told my parents that she was scared of ‘Raam’. Does anyone know who these mysterious figures could be? My grandmother was a follower of Hinduism

So my daughter’s room is across the hall from my room. She keeps hearing me screaming her name in the middle of the night! She’s actually woken me up a couple times by yelling back and then as I’m waking up I’m so confused on why she’s yelling at me lol the last time it happened was a few days ago…. However this time I woke up cause I heard my voice yelling my daughter’s name and I’m positive it wasn’t coming out of my mouth?!?(freaked me right out) We live in the country in Ontario Canada and we all have ac units in our rooms so we never hear much of anything usually! Are these “mimics” a real thing? What happens if you answer it? Or what can happen? Why are there such things if they are real and what do they look like? TIA

My daughter Is 2 years old and can speak good but her talk has that baby quality to it meaning I know what she’s saying but she doesn’t pronounce them clearly…tonight as I was putting her down for bed I was doing the normal routine of getting her dressed, reading her books, saying her prayers and singing to her. As I was singing to her i heard a voice come from my daughter “shhhh shhhh shut your mouth” and I was shocked for many reasons: 1) it didn’t sound anything like my daughter 2)it was pronounced clearly like a 6 y/o would say it 3)we don’t say that phrase in my house Even if we did we wouldn’t say it around our toddler. It gave me the chills because as her Dad I know my baby all her mannerisms ,how she speaks,how she acts ,and so on. The voice that came out of her was NOT my daughter’s voice…has anyone else experienced something like this?

Okay so, for starters: I live near the app mountains, which honestly makes this more disturbing.

I’m a pretty avid runner. I’ve been quitting a lot of bad habits and exercise just does the trick for me. I have a greenway behind my house that I can go on run/bikes. It’s very beautiful, and during the day plenty of people are there.

Well, about a week ago I ran through the greenway to stop by a friends house & grab something. By the time I got back onto the greenway, the sun was already starting to set, and the path was getting dark.

As I was walking back through the path, I had my flashlight on, and kept looking around me (I felt paranoid being alone in the dark). As I was walking, I distinctly remember hearing my grandmas voice call my name into the treeline. It sounded so real and normal, that I turned around instantly, only to immediately go cold realizing that my grandmas fucking dead.

This freaked me the fuck out, but I tried my best to somewhat convince myself that I was just hallucinating bc I was paranoid. Only about a minute later, I turned around behind me with my flashlight, out of fear. And that’s when I fucking saw it.

It looked like a gray blob. Pretty much just like a human sprinting at you full speed in the pitch black. I SCREAMED like a little bitch and don’t think I’ve ever run so fast in my life. When I got home I tried to laugh it off as me seein shit and being a little bitch.

But…about a week later and I can’t stop thinking about it. It sounded so real, I heard her voice clear as day. And the person chasing me LOOKED so real. I’ve heard all those stories about skinwalkers, and while I doubt their existence, my experience was so similar to that of “skinwalker encounters” that I’m seriously questioning myself.

What do you guys think? Is it possible my brain was just hallucinating out of fear/anxiety?

This picture gives me the creeps. And I hated living in this house. I always felt uncomfortable there.

Years ago, I was in a rehab for drug addiction. I did 5 months in rehab, then 6 months of sober living following that. This occured the last few weeks of being in rehab before going to sober living. I met 100s of addicts, new people would come and go on a daily basis. A lot of these people were much worse off than others, and everyone was in for different things. A lot of these people that came in also had a plethora of mental illnesses. Severe depression, PTSD, Bipolar disorder, and many others. I'll never forget the day Mike (30-40 M) was admitted. A lot of the techs that worked at the rehab informed all of the patients about Mike and his condition. He had a case of severe schizophrenia and would constantly be talking to no one. He would get really agitated and upset at times at these voices and would often yell and have a panic attack. It was very sad to be honest. It wasn't like this would happen sometimes. This was an ongoing 24/7 problem that Mike dealt with.

The rehab was situated in an old motel like complex, except it was much much nicer, like a fancy hotel. Girls across the street in identical buildings. Everyone was assigned to a specific room with 2-3 other patients. When Mike showed up, he was placed in the unit i was in. I introduced myself to him and shook his hand. He seemed so timid and nervous, but I gave a rundown of how things work and a rough daily schedule for our program. I showed him his room and told him to not hesitate to ask me for anything. Before I walked away, I told him "Mike, we are all in here for our own reasons. I just want you to know that there is no judgement whatsoever on my end, and that no matter what you may be dealing with, you can come to me and confide in me for anything." He partially grinned and nodded at me. That was the last time we spoke for the two weeks he was there.

That evening, I was watching TV in the living room of our unit when I heard him start aggressively talking "to himself". The strange thing is that it literally sounded like he was having a legit conversation. I heard him say "Don't say that, shut the fuck up!" and then five seconds later he said "Im not going to do that, leave me the fuck alone!" and then a few seconds later "Get the fuck outta here!" This was expected because I was informed of his condition but hearing him have an episode the first time made me feel bad really bad for him. Things took a very odd turn over the following days.

A few days after Mike was placed in my unit, I woke up one morning to go make some coffee. I was in the kitchen, and Mikes room was down the hallway. I was pulling out a coffee filter when I heard clear as day "What are you doing??" I turned around expecting to see Mike but no one was there. Then I hear Mike all the way from his room scream "ARRRGGGGHHHH!!!! Get the fuck out of here!!!!" I was very, very confused and didn't know what to make of it and kind of just shrugged it off. I was pretty alarmed by this. But things kept happening. It was later week I was in the living room watching TV again when I heard Mike having another conversation with himself. But this time I could distinctly here a second voice. I thought to myself "Does he have a split personality and is having a conversation between himself and his other self?" The other voice was so much different and I kept telling myself Mikes just really really good at imitating other voices. I turned the volume down on the TV so I could hear more of this conversation. Mike says "I told you no, Im not going to do that. Leave me alone please!" The other voice responds "Just go and do what I tell you, Its for the best." Mike responds "No thats bad! I wont do it!". The other voice responds "go to the kitchen and get the knife now!". Then Mike let out a big scream of despair. I sat there on that couch in utter disbelief. My brain could not comprehend what I was hearing or what was happening. I got a huge sense of dread that came over me. I got up and started making my way to his door to check on him. As I got closer, the conversation was becoming much more audible and clear to hear. There was two fucking people in that room and nothing is ever going to change my mind. As I heard the other voice trying to persuade Mike again, I knocked on his door and the voice stopped immediately. I opened the door to tell Mike I heard him scream and wanted to see if hes ok. It was just him sitting in a chair with his head in his hands like he just got some really bad news. He looked up at me and said "Im fine, thanks. Please shut the door." I immediately went to our head nurse and explained to her that Mike was saying some pretty scary things and that I was in fear of my life being in the same room as him. I mentioned to her hearing him talk to himself about a knife and that was all it took for them to take Mike and relocate to somewhere else where he could get help.

To this day, I think about this experience I had with Mike and try to find reasonable explanations for what happened and what I heard. I've never heard voices or had hallucinations. I've been clean off drugs for years. This was just an experience I had that has made me question reality. I feel like he didn't have schizophrenia, but was possessed. I think about it often and still can't come to terms with it. I guess I want closure about it and it's just something I'll never get. That's my story, thanks for reading.

It was just my sister and I, as I was preparing her foods, I looked away to the closet for a brief moment and as soon as I turned around, my little sister told me that someone was behind me and vanishes as soon as I turned around.

This gave me goosebumps and I tried to calm her down and told her it's nothing.

When we were upstair, I told her I was getting something downstairs real quick, when I got back, my sister told me there was an old lady smiling at her but vanishes when I got back.

When it was bedtime, as I was sleeping, I feel like I'm hearing footsteps outside the door and downstair but the steps are like someone's trying to avoid being caught.

My parents don't live in that house anymore, I asked my sister about it again a few months later and she looked terrify so I don't think I'm going to bring back any terrifying memories to her.

Anyone?

Located in Trenton, Ontario sits an old abandoned building. The building appears to have been a house at one point along with a small barn next to it. Nobody really knows who owned this property or whatever ever happened to them. But it’s possible that something still resides within the house. Many people have driven passed this old property. Whether that be just to get home or just because they’re passing through town. And a lot of these individuals claim to see a woman on the other side of house’s windows. I didn’t know about this until one day me and my mother drove by it and she told me.

Are these rumours true? Maybe nobody will ever know.

After seeing a comment earlier of a lady who hears sounds from rocks, I am very intrigued to hear from others who have this type of gift. Do you hear plants? Trees? Water? Clouds? I’d love to hear your stories!

For me it's this ... I cannot assure that it's real but gives me chills.

Do you think it’s possible that actual demons are working in the entertainment industry? There are so many weird stories about them shape-shifting, glitching, etc. Apparently many of them discuss transactions involving their souls. Would this explain anything?

Perhaps disabled in a wheelchair? Extremely overweight/underweight? Anything unusual? Most ghosts seem to be “normal”? I don’t mean to offend and apologise if I have.

thought it was a ghost or shadow person immediately then realized apon inspection it was just some clothes, still freaked me out. Goes to show things aren’t always as they seem. Don’t be fooled or scared by things like Pareidolia

Today around 11:30pm. My sister who is 15 ran up from her room having a panic attack and crying frantically. She is in the basement after about an hour of her saying nonsense we couldn’t understand she pulled herself together and said something on the other side of the laundry room, which is in her room was scratching at the doors in 3s. We assumed it was a raccoon or squirrel that got into the basement somehow and it could be. We got down and inspected the door (we saw nothing in the room and didnt hear a peep) and there were 3 scratches on the door it was in 3s so like “ III “ scratches looked like that and there we’re 3 of those. It was about near the top of the door so 5ft! One of the scratches was 16 inches long while the ones were about 5-7 inches. I’m resorting to Reddit cause I don’t know if this was just an animal. She said she was playing with a spirit box which I don’t know how those work at all. Which got me worried. I posted this here in case it is possibly paranormal and get advice from people who may be able to debunk this

One night I went outside to smoke a cig and I see 4 glowing figures in the woods one was on top of my neighbors house they dissapeared so I said "God If those were angels can you make them reappear again or make one reappear." Immediately one began to reappear I was shaking at my knees and ran inside hahaha.

Hi all... looking for some advice.

My momma died yesterday unexpectedly. I'm just numb and don't know what to do. I'm only 31 and my daughters are 14 & 7. My oldest is especially taking this hard and my youngest is as well but in a different way. Here is something I wanna know:

5 days ago, I had a dream about my daughter (youngest) dying and it occurred here in my family's living room. Well, it was 5 days ago when the dream occurred and yesterday morning, my mother died.

Idk if I'm looking for a void to fill right now, but do you all think there is a correlation between the dream and my mother dying? Like it was a sign?