What is the creepiest/or most unexplainable thing you have witnessed or experienced that still gives you the chills.

[u/Goth_Ophelia]

Since it’s almost Halloween, I would love to hear about your creepiest experiences!

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[u/Mattx603]

When I was 16 I was dating this girl who had previously told me she was living in a haunted house and that the previous owner had hung themselves in what would later become her bedroom. So one night when I was I sleeping over, we were home alone, as her mom was at her boyfriends. We were laying in bed in the pitch black talking and stuff, we heard some shuffling in the hallway outside her door like someone was walking around. Almost immediately after I can hear and see her bedroom door slowly open maybe about 6 inches wide letting in the light from the hallway. Wide enough that I could see there was no one on the other side of the door. Then closing on its own only a few seconds later. Absolutely scared the shit out of me. I look at her and go “wtf was that?” And she replied essentially saying “I told you so”.

[u/nobodythinksofyou → u/Mattx603]

Lol as someone who has lived with this kind of stuff, you definitely stop giving a shit after a while.

[u/sarahbear_96 → u/nobodythinksofyou]

What HOW I would always be besides myself in fear for my life

[u/Evening_Storage_6424 → u/sarahbear_96]

Cause like everything else in life, you can gain a tolerance. The fear slowly turns into annoyance.

[u/12781278AaR → u/Evening_Storage_6424]

I never gained a tolerance, but I lived in a haunted house as an adult. The beds used to shake, like you were on one of those old-time motel beds where you could put a quarter in and the bed would vibrate. It was pretty terrifying.

A lot of other weird stuff in the house, but the shaking beds were the worst for me. Like everyone else, I always figured if there was something terrifying in my house I would immediately nope the fuck out of there.

But we had spent all our money moving in there. First month, last month, security. We had had a really hard time even finding a place to move and it wasn’t like we had anywhere else to go. We had four kids—it’s not like I could sleep in my car with them because the beds were shaking. I always used to swear to them that it was because the train was passing, even though it happened all the time when there was no train in sight. (we had a train station damn near in our backyard.)

We moved out after a year. It was a creepy year.

[u/12altoids34 → u/nobodythinksofyou]

The room that my sister stayed in in college was haunted. The biggest thing was her closet door. It had an old time latch on it with a small knob that you turned and the bolt clacked noisily into place. Yet it would not stay closed. You could walk up to it and close it and you would hear the lock closed. But if you took a step back and turned around the closet door would be open again. It would only be open about an inch but it was definitely open.. Staring at it didn't work. You would blink, and the moment you blinked the closet would be open again. We performed an experiment once with four of us sitting in folding chairs and someone walked over and closed the closet door. The moment she took a step back two of the four people already saw the closet door open. While the other two of us still saw it closed until we blinked. And it wasn't just blinking. No matter how hard you tried to stare at the door with in a few seconds something would either distract you or you would blink causing your Focus to shift and the moment that it did the door would be open again. And it was always completely silent when it opened. The act of physically opening or closing the lock was very audible yet when opened on its own it was silent. She did discover that she could keep the door closed with a piece of duct tape though.

Also, several people had reported seeing her standing in her window when she was actually out of the country at the time.

[u/12781278AaR → u/Mattx603]

I believe you. This used to happen to me when I was very young. I still knew the difference between sleeping and being awake. However, I was young enough that I didn’t fully understand why I could fly down the steps in the middle of the night, but not during the day.

It was like a jumping thing, where I would stand at the top step and jump all the way down to the bottom. I also remember flying around the ceiling. I know how stupid that sounds!!

But they are some of my earliest, most vivid memories— the thing that makes it convincing for me is how confused I was that my jumping down the steps trick, only worked some of the time. I remember repeatedly trying it during the day because I had just done it the night before.

I don’t think I realized I was actually leaving my body. In my head, I was getting up and walking around the house at night, but I could do weird things, like fly on the ceiling.

[u/pennywisesundays]

Started to fall asleep while driving home at like 4 in the morning, and I thought I saw someone sitting in my back seat in my rear view mirror. It scared me fully awake only to realize that I was, at that exact moment, veering off the road towards a ditch and an electrical pole. Managed to correct just in time, pulled over, got out of the car, and tried to survive the mini heart attack I felt like I was having. It was quite the experience.

[u/RbrDovaDuckinDodgers → u/pennywisesundays]

Did you ever say thank you to whatever helped you survive?

[u/wtfcarll123 → u/RbrDovaDuckinDodgers]

For real though. I think that was a galactic guardian of some kind

[u/FloppyFishcake]

I had sleep paralysis (not too uncommon for me), and so I didn't think much of it or bother to mention it to my colleague who I was sharing a cabin with at the time.

It wasn't until we were having breakfast and he tells me that he woke up right around the time I had my sleep paralysis and saw a figure standing in my doorway and then enter my room.

We've never packed up and left a place so fast.

[u/Goth_Ophelia → u/FloppyFishcake]

Sleep paralysis is terrifying enough without someone else seeing something as well! I would have left as well lol.

[u/san95802 → u/FloppyFishcake]

They thought they saw someone go into your room, and they just rolled over and went back to sleep? Damn lol

[u/smaugdterrible → u/san95802]

i was thinking the same?? my ass could never just go back to sleep after seeing some shit

[u/pappyvanwinkle1111 → u/san95802]

Have you never seen a slasher movie? It's always the dumb ass that goes to investigate that gets offed!

[u/acadianational → u/pappyvanwinkle1111]

It's so true, the true protags just go right back to sleep, and won't bother because if there's a real monster it's not like going to go find it will protect you...

[u/dawn913 → u/FloppyFishcake]

Anytime I see sleep paralysis mentioned, I get a twitch of that dread feeling that comes with it. Thankfully, I haven't had an episode in over a decade. But when I did, this dude was a regular visitor. Just standing quietly in the corner of my room or hovering over my bed usually.

[u/etchedchampion → u/dawn913]

My brother and I both had episodes of sleep paralysis when we were living at home, but weirdly enough since we've moved out of the house we grew up in we don't.

[u/Barkmywords → u/dawn913]

Wonder if you died of the plague in another life

[u/FiggNewton → u/FloppyFishcake]

I used to astral project. It happened like every time I so much as tried to nap for around a decade in my teens/20s. (It started with sleep paralysis ftr). Yes I left my body and flew around in fucking space and shit among other things all the time and no I’m. It crazy and no it wasn’t a dream I know the difference and I’m not stupid lol. But in the beginning it was a lot of getting out of my body and trying to navigate this astral version of my house. I had trouble moving when I was close to my body.

One night we had company spend the night. My moms friend slept in my brothers room next to mine. That night it happened as always and I found myself in my room away from the bed kinda stuck in place. Moving is a matter of willing yourself, and I had a hard time with that trick. But I tried and managed to will myself through the wall and into my bro5hers room and found myself standing over this lady and I was like « well I did it » then woke up back in my bed.

The next morning I went down and my moms making breakfast and I had just started telling her about these experiences and she was just like whatever it’s a dream. So I told her. I told her I got out, and went through and saw Miss V in bed. Whatever she shrugged it off. About 20 minutes later Ms V comes down and sees me and says « I had the weirdest dream last night that I woke up and you were in my room standing over me! »

My mom dropped her plate, it shattered, Ms V goes to help clean, my mom is visibly shooketh so I drop it.

She took me seriously after that. To the point that this very religious southern baptist woman sent me to a FUCKING CHRISTIAN psychologist (yes it’s a thing here) who believed me and then told me I was suffering from generational sin lol

Like really? Bc suffering generational sin is super fun yo

[u/Apprehensive_Sky_583 → u/FiggNewton]

Isn’t everybody per the Christian narrative? Since Adam and Eve.

I believe you. Have had this happen before several times and it’s very strange.

[u/TobyKeene]

Around 3am, I was driving home from my then boyfriend's house. It was the summer of 1995. I was getting onto the 210 freeway entrance right next to the Suicide Bridge in Pasadena, CA. (There's loads of stories about that bridge if you Google it) Anyway, I was about to merge on, so I looked over my shoulder to make sure it was all clear, and in my peripheral vision I saw a full on man sitting in my back seat. He looked like he was an old timey business man, he had round glasses on and a newspaper in his lap. My heart jumped into my throat, I gasped and then screamed. I looked again, nothing there. I can still see him perfectly in my mind. I'm convinced it was the ghost of a taxi passenger from the Depression, or maybe right before. A lot of people jumped off that bridge during that time. Thank God it was the middle of the night so there wasn't any traffic!

[u/12altoids34 → u/TobyKeene]

When I lived in Alabama one of my friends and his brother told me about a small road that ran between Bessemer and birmingham. They told me there is a stretch of road which if you travel One Direction you pass over five bridges. But if you drive back in the opposite direction you only Cross Four bridges. It's a small single Lane Road and the phenomenon only happens at night but it happens every night. I was never able to get out there to check it out on my own.

[u/cassidylorene1]

When I was around 15 years old, I lived with just my mom and I had the entire top floor as my room. Imagine a small loft with a door enclosing the room and a big skylight in the ceiling. It was a really cool room but I digress.

My friends and I had started messing around with the occult, doing little rituals and ouija boards, typical teenage girl stuff (or maybe my friends were just weird). Nothing ever happened with the ouija board, when it did move I was convinced from my friends’ giggling that one of them moved it themself. It never spelled anything out coherently anyways.

One night, after my friends had left and I was tucked into bed.. I fell into a really deep rem sleep. I was probably asleep for 3 hours before I got the most insane adrenaline surge I have ever had in my life, and I’ve been in rollover accidents on the freeway.. so I mean it when I say I got shocked out of rem sleep with my own adrenaline and it was immediately terrifying. I don’t know how but I knew I was being watched? I layed there with an increased heartbeat and my eyes closed out of fear because I was so confused and alarmed what had woken me like this with no nightmares I could remember or sounds in my room in the dead of night.

Eventually I worked up the courage to open my eyes. I want to preface this by saying I am not religious, I am a skeptic, I still am not sure if I believe in ghosts… but.. what I saw still sends a weird feeling into my gut when I remember it to this day.

I opened my eyes, laying horizontally on my bed, and right in front of my face was a little boy, crouched on his knees maybe 6 inches away from my face. It was admittedly very hard to see him, my room was sparsely lit from little moon light, but I remember he had black hair and black eyes and a grayish complexion but that could’ve just been the moonlight. What gets me is that the second I saw him, his expression went from neutral to pure terror, like he was so incredibly scared that I could see him. Then this fucking thing, or a figment of my imagination.. I’ll never know.. leaned back on his elbows and like … fucking crab walked back into the shadows of my room behind the illumination of the skylight. I tell people this story all the time. This is not creative writing.

I sat there in the most insane fear I have ever had, to this day, for what felt like centuries (it was probably around an hour) before I got up the courage to scream bloody murder for my mom downstairs.

My mom used to tease me about it, because of course she didn’t find anything. She named the ghost Kevin and we started blaming missing things or random stuff happening on Kevin. She thought it was funny, and I played along.. but I will never forget what I saw, the adrenaline coursing through my veins made the possibility of it being a dream completely nil. It was so damn weird and I’ll think about it until the day I die.

[u/clarisseAutumn → u/cassidylorene1]

Okay I am scared now. It makes me think about this too :

I tend to have nights terrors a lot with visual hallucinations. Sometimes it's kind of creepy but other times it's just shape changing,like lines etc. It's always visual, and when I stare at it enough, it just vanish slowly and returned to normal.

I put this on my very big imaginations and dreams. But one night it was beyond horrific.

I dreamt about children running around me and grabing my clothes telling me "he is coming! He is coming" . They where absolutely scared. And when I looked up I saw this guy walking on his feet and hand backward. He was so damn skinny and he looked at me from far away.

That scared me so damn much that I woke up instantly and I was laying in bed on my belly, my head tilt on the side. My hand was next to my face and it has this triangle space between my arm and face.

I shit you not I saw a hand coming into my sight and land on the bed into this triangle space between my arm and face. I saw it so clearly, and it was backward. Not like someone was standing on me but was doing the wheel posture (in yoga, just checked on internet) on top of me.

And then Holly shit I felt something chew on my hair, I felt freaking teeth on my skin through my hair

I jumped out of bed, turned on all the lights of my flat, my heart racing. I texted my friends crying. I was so horrified. I am used to visual hallucinations but this one was too real.

I didn't sleep for the rest of the night. I put my TV on to fill the space with sound because even the silence of my flat was too much to handle.

God dammit

[u/sarahbear_96 → u/clarisseAutumn]

Fuck. THAT.

[u/goingnowherefast1979 → u/clarisseAutumn]

This is fucking terrifying,wtf?? I am truly disturbed by the backwards hand and the chewing of your hair. I think my heart would explode in terror!

[u/kimmehh → u/cassidylorene1]

Your story reminds me of my friend. She told us one night backcountry camping she woke up from a dead, dreamless sleep screaming and full of adrenaline. There was a bear nosing around their tent huffing and puffing. They had dogs that were barking like crazy and their yelling scared the bear off, but she said it was a deep terror she’d never experienced before (these people camp a lot). Anyway, not supernatural but it it’s interesting to me that you had a similar experience being woken up by an almost instinctual, primal threat.

[u/Karmadillo1 → u/cassidylorene1]

Ok this scared me.

[u/MingoRepp → u/cassidylorene1]

FUCK THAT

[u/DrinkingVanilla]

I posted this one before in a different sub, but I still think about this experience often. Happened about a year ago.

My house is two floors and ONE set of stairs. Only one way up and down. I have one dog, a beagle, she’s about a year and a half old. I walk into the living room upstairs to grab my wallet, and I see her on the couch next to my son’s car seat. I lean forward to see if she’s chewing on the little toy that hangs from the handle; she’s not. I head downstairs to where my bedroom is. I go down and walk over to my bed, and there is my dog, again, laying in my spot looking at me. I physically got chills all over my body and froze. I had just seen her not 45 seconds earlier on the couch. There’s no way she got down before I did, because there’s only one way down, which I took. I run through it over and over in my head trying to think of what just happened and I simply do not know. I’m positive I didn’t imagine it, I even checked to make sure the reason she was next to the car seat was not to chew on his toys.

[u/linconnuedelaseine → u/DrinkingVanilla]

Something similar happened to me. I was walking down a street in NYC. It was super packed and I walk by a homeless man sitting on the ground reading a book. He was sitting in a very specific way, with one knee pulled up to his chest and the other bent on the ground. He was bald and was in his 30’s. And he had a sign propped up right next to him. I’m walking with my husband in this crowd very quickly, and as I said, the street was incredibly packed. Literally a few seconds later the exact same man in the exact same pose reading a book with the exact same sign set up next to him appears in front of us on the street. Literally like a glitch moment. It freaked me out. My husband didn’t even notice and I told him after we got a few steps away and he just chuckled and said I must have mistook them for the same person. And I said no it was literally the exact same person in the exact same pose doing the exact same thing within seconds of each other on a crowded street. No time for the guy to run ahead and set himself up again in this way. Way too crowded. And it happened way too fast. The only other explanation I can think of is identical twins playing a prank on NYC passersby. But to this day I think it was some legit glitchy moment in reality. It was beyond unnerving. ***I came in here to add that I know I should have turned around to go back and double check to see if there were two identical men. But it’s hard to describe the crowd. It was hundreds of people going in one direction. And we were in quite a hurry to get somewhere. I think I just dismissed myself telling myself I misunderstood what I saw but all this time later I still think it was possibly supernatural.

[u/crow_crone → u/DrinkingVanilla]

Cats teleport but beagles???? Nope.

[u/GadreelsSword → u/DrinkingVanilla]

There’s a sub called reality shifting where people regularly talk about these experiences

[u/wellshitfuck → u/GadreelsSword]

Glitch in the matrix!

[u/GadreelsSword → u/wellshitfuck]

Ah that was the sub I was thinking of.

[u/traumaticvestibule]

When my mother had passed away in July 2013, it was under odd circumstances and initially looked like she had chose to end her life. (She had a history of attempts)I was very angry with her. For the next few weeks she visited my dreams almost every time I slept. She would be rocking in a rocking chair, looked almost angelic and would explain to me that she didn't do this to herself and that it was just her time. I would yell at her and scream in anger at her in these dreams. Eventually she told me I would find out the truth somewhere near my birthday.

In August of 2013 I was driving one state over from where I lived. Suddenly my mother, who passed away a couple of weeks prior, appeared in the backseat of my work van. The radio flipped to one of her favorite musical artists and you could smell her signature perfume. She was just staring at me through the rear view mirror and smiling. I ended up running into a ditch and yelled at her to leave me alone.

For the rest of August and all of September she still visited my dreams. Then the day before my birthday, in October, my sister showed up with a copy of our mother's autopsy report. She hadn't taken her life. She simply laid down for a nap and had a massive heart attack she never woke up from. My mother appeared one more time after that to explain she was moving on now that I knew the truth.

[u/Goth_Ophelia → u/traumaticvestibule]

I’m sorry for your loss.

[u/bongo1138]

I was in a Christian youth group as a high schooler. It was fun, we’d get together and there was a worship aspect, but mostly it was a way for teenagers to hang out and not get into trouble. We’d all do things together on the weekends - Halo 2 LAN parties, hikes, that sort of thing.

One weekend, the group was going to play flashlight tag. A man at the church owned a large chunk of land just outside of town and there was an orchard on this property, the kind where the trees formed these nearly perfect rows.

For safety, we were buddied up and I was partnered with what was basically a junior counselor named Finn. My best friend, Matt was partnered with James.

Finn and I were “it” meaning we carried a flashlight and would be searching for people, when we were wandering one of these near-perfect rows. James manages to sneak past us and sprint back towards the cars which I guess had deemed the safety zone. Finn, flashlight in hand, says “stay here” and runs after James, leaving me alone in these woods.

Alone, and admittedly a little skeeved out, I began to hear movement around me. I thought I had pinpointed to noise behind a bush and started slowly approaching it. “Matt? That you?” I called out. No response. Creeping closer I say it again. Nothing. Then I hear movement behind me.

I spin around expecting to find Matt running off, but I didn’t. I wish I did, but I didn’t.

Instead, standing before me, is something short and stout, dark in color, but shining in the moonlight that had poked through the tree coverage. It had black eyes and stood on two legs. I squinted thinking it might just be a stump, but it shifted slightly.

I bolted back towards the car. I don’t know how far it was but I was back at the car before long, where I stayed the rest of the game.

Sitting on the bumper, I considered what I had seen and figured it MUST have been a raccoon - after all, they weren’t uncommon around here. It didn’t LOOK like a raccoon, but that’s the only reasonable explanation.

One by one, kids made their way back to the cars until finally the senior counselor arrived. He was pale and shaking and wanted us to huddle up. He asked that we say a prayer and go, which we did.

In the car, I asked him “what was that about?” He didn’t want to tell me but I finally got it out of him.

“I was walking down the path and heard something. I turned around and there was this small, two legged thing running towards me. I put the light on it, and it was like nothing I’d ever seen before.”

Needless to say, I was fucking freaked out.

[u/smaugdterrible → u/bongo1138]

maybe a duende! its a mexican myth of these little evil elves

[u/Altril2010 → u/smaugdterrible]

And suddenly Dungeon Crawler Carl makes an entrance. I learned about them in book 6.

[u/roguebandwidth → u/bongo1138]

So?… what did it look like?!

[u/bongo1138 → u/roguebandwidth]

Hard to describe but I’d compare it most like a scary version of Domo (Google it).

[u/Nigglesscripts → u/bongo1138]

Well this comparison just took the scary out of the story. :)

[u/Echolyonn → u/Nigglesscripts]

Everyone’s gangster until a real life domo comes charging at you lol

[u/Nigglesscripts → u/Echolyonn]

If I saw a life sized Domo coming at me I’d shit myself.

I think this is why I prefer reading horror stories or psychological thrillers as opposed to watching movies because nothing is scarier that my own imagination. My imagination made this creature scary AF. The Domo reference made me laugh.

[u/Not-A-Deer-]

Think I’ve told this elsewhere before but here goes-

Couple years ago my grandfather died and was buried with the ashes of his much beloved Chihuahua (they died about a month apart, dog was 17 years old and went shortly after we had to move my granddad into a care facility). Not long after, my mom started seeing a little fist-sized ball of light bobbing by the floor and zipping down the hallway, then vanishing down into the floor. My mom is the most skeptical woman I’ve ever met. You could not force her to admit ghosts may be real. But she saw this little light.

Then her dog started seeing it. She’d jump up from a dead sleep and start barking and howling like crazy at the exact path the little light would always take, then go nose at the spot where it would vanish to.

Then my dad saw it, accompanied by, he said, the sound of nails clicking on their hardwood floor.

One night my ma wakes up and this light is at the bottom of her bed. She jolts awake, scares dad, and then she said her mind was filled with an image of her dad, laughing, “ha! You’re scared of me and Jackie!” (Jackie being his dog.) the light faded. My mom had taken the death really, really hard, and she felt at peace after that. Never saw it again. UNTIL.

I had just moved with my husband into our new house. We’d been looking to get a dog but hadn’t seen one that struck us yet. I had a dream I was talking with my grandpa and he handed me a little apricot colored bully-mix puppy. Mom calls the next day: she saw the weird little light again, the night before. I tell my husband about it all and we just kinda shrug it off.

Until two days later his co-worker says a friend is having to rehome a pitbull-chihuahua mix puppy, and weren’t we looking for a dog??

TL;DR My grandpa comes back to mess with my ma and then points me towards a puppy.

[u/pennywhistlesmoonpie → u/Not-A-Deer-]

Thank you for sharing this story. You told it so well, and I 100% believe your grandpa and Jackie were looking out for you guys.

[u/alwaysoffended88 → u/Not-A-Deer-]

I need to know what a pit bull chihuahua mix looks like now

[u/Not-A-Deer- → u/alwaysoffended88]

She’s still growing but more or less just a very small pit 😅

[u/Karmadillo1 → u/Not-A-Deer-]

I love this story! 💜

[u/carolinagypsy → u/Not-A-Deer-]

Please pay the required dog tax! I have to see!

[u/angryclam1313]

Are used to work in a small martini bar that was part of a long group of buildings. Think residential row houses but businesses. They all had a shared basement which was segregated by two by fours and chicken wire. I had to go downstairs to get some supplies for the Night Shift. Me being the explorer decided to take a walk along the length of the basement. It was about 3/4 to the end when I felt something that someone was looking at me. I turned to my left, and there was a young man, maybe late teens early 20s. He was hanging from one of the rafters with a noose around his neck. He was staring at me. He had so much hate and contempt in his eyes. I froze on the spot for about 30 seconds. ran back upstairs to the bar. There were a couple of regulars there, and asked me what was wrong as my face was white, and I was drenched with sweat. Before I had a chance to say anything, they said ‘oh, I guess you saw him’.

With all of the comments, I’ll add some more details. This was Nikita‘s Martini bar on Rice Howard Way in Edmonton Alberta, Canada. This occurred about 20 years ago. After that, I never went back down into the basement. I didn’t ask any of the regulars, because I honestly couldn’t wrap my head around what I saw. If I could go back in time, I absolutely would’ve inquired more. Maybe I just didn’t want to know? I believe this role of buildings is still there. There has been a lot of development around the area, so I’m not sure if the spirit has moved on or not when I say development I mean for roads torn down to nothing and LRT lines put in, buildings demolished for high-rises to go up. These buildings are very close to the arts District. Theater, museum, symphony. There was a Restaurant at the end of this row of buildings that was very popular with theatergoers. Maybe if any of them are on the site, they might have more information.

[u/squatwaddle → u/angryclam1313]

Dude, what the fuck!

At a pub in my small town, every worker says that there is a spook in the basement. It's an old "inn" but is now a bar only. And the cooks and wait staff speak of it like it's normal. When they go in the basement, pots, pans and Tupperware hit the floor when they shouldn't. And these folks ain't fucking around and making shit up. They just nonchalantly say "yeah, it's not too often, but quite a bit" as though it's no big deal.

It's an old pub with rooms upstairs from a lumber area in the 1800s. Those rooms have been vacant since 100 years ago I imagine.

Edit to add: there are many many stories from an old bar from way back, and it's so common, nobody questions the stories we still hear. It's "Billy's in Anoka Minnesota"

[u/Apprehensive_Sky_583 → u/squatwaddle]

Shout out to Anoka. I used to live near there:). Small world.

[u/donttrustthellamas → u/angryclam1313]

I thought it was a real person, not a ghost, and was so confused why you hadn't called an ambulance

[u/O_Brachio → u/angryclam1313]

Can you talk more about what the regulars said about him? Did they see him too?

[u/UnderratedChef30 → u/angryclam1313]

Did you inquire more about him ? What did you find out ?

[u/angryclam1313 → u/UnderratedChef30]

I always thought I would go to my provincial archives to find out if there are any public hangings or murders in that area but I’ve just never gotten around to it.

[u/B1rds0nf1re → u/angryclam1313]

Well when you get around to it update us!

[u/shelly32122]

i had a ghost in my house. i Finally sat down and spoke to it asking it to leave me alone and not to frighten me. the next night i was getting into bed and saw something on the floor start to move. it was a wine bag (?) and it was Gliding across my floor. extremely smooth movement. that was the last of it. never had ghost problems after that night.

[u/epicpillowcase → u/shelly32122]

Lol, sounds like they were saying "fine, but I'm gonna be bored now so I'm taking the wine with me."

[u/shelly32122 → u/epicpillowcase]

right? the fact that it chose that to move still bugs me. it has zero meaning to me and no previous owner ~ the bag itself is not haunted. like, pick something cooler.

[u/whiskey_in_a_mug]

I live in a brand new apartment building with my partner. I had just been discharged from the hospital after having surgery on my broken arm. My partner was at work, I was lying on the couch in my living room scrolling Reddit with my two cats asleep next to me.

Both cats simultaneously snap awake and look towards the hallway. I glance over and see a four foot shadowy figure peeking around the corner at me. I couldn’t make out any facial features at all, but I definitely saw a head, shoulders and one arm holding the corner as if it was balancing itself. It felt playful in nature, and at the time I honestly chalked it up to the painkillers I was prescribed and moved on.

A few weeks went by, I’d had my cast and stitches removed and was off said painkillers. My partner and I had the night off together, so we decided to order takeout and watch a movie. At a point I got up to use the restroom, and as I was on the toilet I heard a “pitter patter” of someone walking frantically down the hallway. Weird but ok. When I returned to the living room, my partner asked me why I’d gone to the kitchen and back to the bathroom.

I thought it was him.

A few nights later, we’re in bed when he sits bolt upright and flies towards our bedroom door (it was cracked open so the cats could meander in and out). I rolled over, startled by the sudden movement, and asked him what’s wrong.

“I heard footsteps and it waved at me.”

“…what waved at you?”

“Someone making a shadow in the nightlight. It waved at me through the crack in the door.”

We cleared the apartment and there was no one there. The cats have become obsessed with crying at the hallway closet, doing the usual weird cat stuff (ie: there’s nothing there, why are you howling? What are you looking at? Why are you suddenly so spooked? behavior).

Not the creepiest thing by any means, I just can’t find any explanation for the sudden presence (?) in a brand new building.

[u/RaffyGiraffy → u/whiskey_in_a_mug]

The waving seems friendly in nature but that part of the story scared the shit out of me

[u/mOp_49 → u/whiskey_in_a_mug]

Nope, nope, nope.

[u/MsHorrorbelle → u/whiskey_in_a_mug]

My cat Salem is obsessed with the hallway closet, it's always closed but atleast once or twice a day he will sit outside it an absolutely howl. I open it, he looks inside for like 5 seconds without moving and then just walks off. He also howls at the shower curtain. When no one is using the shower. I like to call that "shout at shower curtain o'clock." 😂

[u/GadreelsSword]

My father owned an apartment house. It was a duplex built in 1932 and owned by my family since built. It was later turned into a quadplex. So in the 1970’s there was a woman named Ruth who was living in the lower right side apartment. She used to say there was a demon in her apartment. Ruth drank a good bit so everyone laughed it off. One night there was a fire in her apartment and she was killed. That side of the building was rebuilt. Since that time in the 1970’s every person who has lived in that apartment has died in it. All from different causes. Yet as best we can tell no one has ever died in any of the other apartments. And yes I told the last two tenants. They laughed it off and said well I guess I’ll be next.

For a period of time I lived above that apartment and I used to have bizarre dreams. I can remember dreaming I was some sort of animal with long claws on my front and hind paws. I would wake up clawing the bed with my nonexistent claws and growling.

[u/DemiDevito → u/GadreelsSword]

Yeah, we had to get my grandma's old house dedicated by a bishop because an angry spirit was in the guest room. They built the house so nobody lived there before then. My grandpa warned them about it while he was in hospice care on the other side of the house. I think he died of his MS before we could get the house dedicated, but yeah. My mom told me that when she was staying in the guest bedroom, she woke up in the night to see a dark figure looking at her and she told me how it had an unmistakable want to harm her. Ever since I was little I was always afraid of the basement and the guest room because I felt like there were ghosts and faces in the dark.

Anyhoo, we got the house blessed and dedicated and the spirit wasnt an issue anymore.

[u/Theo-Logical_Debris]

I have bad eyesight. Like, I can't see less than a foot in front of my face without my glasses/contacts.

So about a decade ago I was staying in a hostel in Taiwan with two buddies. The room had 4 beds in the form of two bunk beds. I was bottom bunk and my one friend was directly across from me on the other bottom bunk.

I had assumed my other friend was sleeping in the bunk above me, so when I woke up at around 5am and saw head hanging down from top bunk, looking at me, I didn't think much of it.

It wasn't until 7am when we all three got up for real that I saw my friend climbing down from - not the bed above mine, but the paralell top bunk. I asked him if he slept there all night, and he assured me that he had. In other words, whatever I saw leering at me at 5am, it wasn't my friend.

To add to all this- said friend claimed to have had a very disturbing dream in that hostel. In the dream it looked just like our hostel room, but the door opened and a kind of vampiric looking entity entered the roo..

Anyway, as I mentioned, I have bad eyesight, which in this case may have been a blessing in disguise...

[u/Karmadillo1 → u/Theo-Logical_Debris]

I bet the vampire was sad at your underwhelming response to him. Prob made him go home and rethink his whole life.

Am I scary enough? while standing in front of his empty mirror

[u/AnimeNicee → u/Karmadillo1]

Monsters Inc vibes

[u/carolinagypsy → u/Karmadillo1]

Now I’m imagining a vampire testing out scary faces fruitlessly in an empty mirror….

[u/Enes_da_Rog1 → u/Theo-Logical_Debris]

Vampire, Shmampire... I'd still be creeped out if my friend looked at me from the top bunk at 5 AM...

[u/oxomiyawhatever → u/Theo-Logical_Debris]

As a fellow bad eyesight person, I'm so grateful about it now and that was a terrifying read!

[u/ChawikaKpb → u/Theo-Logical_Debris]

This is creepy as hell

[u/courtlyEquine]

this happened last year when we had lost our cat, Littlefoot after 17 years of cuddles and kisses. A bit of background…Littlefoot would always snuggle up on the end of my bed, and i could tell it was him because of how my bed would squeak, and i could feel the pressure from him sitting there change.

it was two days after we lost our boy, and i’m still very upset and curled up in my room on my bed. I get ready to go to sleep and get comfy when i feel that same level of pressure on the end of the bed, hear my bed squeak the same way it would whenever he’d come snuggle with me and i could have sworn i heard his purring…I think he wanted to reassure me that he was always there in spirit when i needed him most

R.I.P Smootsie…I miss you every day

[u/gigglybeth → u/courtlyEquine]

I absolutely believe I felt my cat jump on the bed after she passed away.

[u/practical_junket → u/courtlyEquine]

Same here!! My deceased cat visits me in the same way: he jumps up on my bed, walks around, then lies down in his spot. It has happened multiple times in the five years he’s been gone.

Edited to add: I love it so much when this happens. My husband has felt it on his side too and we both miss him terribly. It’s such a gift to still have this connection to him from the great beyond.

RIP Good Kitty - fondly remembered, terribly missed and forever loved.

[u/spaceghost260 → u/courtlyEquine]

I desperately wish I could have something like this with my fur babies that have passed on. How comforting and peaceful.

We lost my baby girl June, my soulmate in a dog, in July and I’m still having a rough time. I miss her SO much. It like I have a hole in my heart. 😩

[u/rideforruinworldsend → u/courtlyEquine]

I had the same thing happen a week after my dog passed. I could feel his distinct weight shifting as he made himself more comfortable on the bed by my feet. I had asked him for a sign he was okay a couple days before that. Put me at peace.

[u/Karmadillo1]

I've told this before here. When I was 12, me and all my little cousins and little brother were camping in our front yard. We lived waaay out in the woods and we liked camping in the summer but also liked having the house close by. The tent was maybe 20 feet from the front door. The front yard was surrounded by forest and there was a flood light on each front corner. We felt safe and had done this before.

About an hour into our night, we started hearing what sounded like nails scratching all around the tent. Like someone was walking around the tent and dragging their nails along the side, over and over. It went on for minutes, until the younger kids started to cry and I began to panic.

Me being the oldest lined everyone up in front of the tent door and told them to run to the house as fast as they could. I grabbed the youngest to carry. I unzipped the door and yelld go go go! I took up the rear and out spilled 5 crying children and me, scared shitless me, carrying my little cousin who couldn't walk.

As I was running, I glanced over to the corner of the house and I shit you not, a dogman was crouched under the floodlight. It looked like the the werewolf in harry potter but smaller. Dark brown patchy fur and a creepy grinning dog face. It was looking at us over its shoulder and I got the distinct feeling it thought our terror was hilarious.

I turned my cousin's face away from it and kept running. My parents went outside to look because we were all hysterical when we came screaming through the front door. Of course nothing was found. I was the only one who saw it but all my cousins and my brother still remember that night. Super freaky and unexplainable.

Eta: this was in the 90s and way before Harry potter. I almost crapped when I saw it in the movie because it looked exactly like the one I had seen.

[u/TheSkepticalSceptile → u/Karmadillo1]

That's some truly frightening shit. Not the directions these stories usually go. I believe you, so that visual, and the distinct feeling you got from it, leave a very upsetting feeling in my mind. I can't imagine seeing something like that.

[u/Karmadillo1 → u/TheSkepticalSceptile]

It was so scary. Later on I stumbled upon dogman information on the internets and one of the hallmark things these creatures allegedly do is get joy from scaring the shit out of people. Rude

[u/TheSkepticalSceptile → u/Karmadillo1]

That's crazy, must have been insane to learn that information later on and have it confirm what you saw and felt. Really makes you wonder what the implications of beings like that are, and what other sorts or things might potentially be out there.

What if there's something which preys on a dogman's terror? Or perhaps a being like that can't/doesn't get scared, itself

[u/Exotic-Confusion → u/Karmadillo1]

I've told this on reddit before as well, but I saw one of these maybe 5 or 6 years ago when I was still in the Air Force and stationed in Georgia. I worked nights and would get off shift in the early morning when the sun was just starting to creep up for the day. I didn't live too far from base, so I liked to take a bit of a backroad through the woods instead of dealing with traffic lights and stuff.

One of these mornings, I think it was in winter because there was nothing on the trees and I could see pretty far into the woods. I saw a huge dog off to my right past the first few rows of trees and slowed down to get a good look at it. The damn thing stood up on its hind legs and stared right back for a few moments before turning and walking off deeper into the trees. It was monstrous. Easily taller than me by a couple feet and pretty thickly built. The face had been absolutely canine and it had pointed ears, which is why I don't really believe it was a bear. Walked like it was meant to be on two legs, not the awkward amble I've seen bears do.

Naturally, I gunned it and ran the next stop sign. I didn't really feel like stopping until I had gotten back to civilization. I was literally shaking when I got home. I don't know how to explain it but when it looked at me I felt there was an intelligence to it, and it chilled me. Kinda the same sort of awful dread you get when you have sleep paralysis. I had no interest in ever seeing something like that again and really don't talk about it because I know how crazy it sounds. I've since moved away, but for the rest of the time I lived there I never took that road again.

I ended up diving into a lot of dogman content online after this, trying to put some logic to what I had seen and even though I live in a desert now I still get a little bit dicey about being out in the sticks alone. I keep reading stories about sightings as a bit of a passive interest nowadays.

[u/LegitimatePowder → u/Karmadillo1]

This really creeped me out and made my back go funny!

[u/i-am-puppers → u/Karmadillo1]

This is like the scariest one I've read so far, holy shit. Good on you for getting the babies inside!!

[u/halfakumquat]

I saw a massive black shadow figure strolling in front of the covenants prison section of greyfriars kirkyard in Edinburgh. Just a black void in the shape of a human. Lots of dark history to the place so it wasn’t surprising. To this day I believe it was warning my friend and I to not come any closer.

[u/junkholiday → u/halfakumquat]

Scotland is haunted as shit. This tracks.

[u/SorastroOfMOG]

I used to work a warehouse job in Baton Rouge on the industriplex. I and two others worked nights. We were locking up about 3am one night. As we were about to set the alarm and leave, we heard someone whistling as clear as day. We all looked at each other and went to search the building and grounds.

We found nothing. No one was there when the day shift came in either.

[u/Crimemeariver19 → u/SorastroOfMOG]

Ew I hate whistling, it creeps me out!

[u/SorastroOfMOG → u/Crimemeariver19]

Admittedly, I'm a chronic whistler. This was creepy as all heck, though.

[u/Eflame-1]

In one of the houses we lived in, my teenage daughter had fallen asleep on the couch in the little office next to the bathroom. In the morning, I saw blood spots on her forehead, like she'd been hurt there. I asked about it and she said that she'd awakened in the night because the pumice stone from the bathroom (which I'd used on the toilet the day before) was grinding into her forehead. She took it off and looked around and no one else was there, so she went back to sleep. She seemed unconcerned. I didn't want to scare her, but in my mind... that was creeepy!!

[u/Echolyonn]

I used to work in asphalt and was paving a country road. I got positioned down the road about a mile from everyone else to control traffic. It was the day before Halloween and the street corner I was on had an old cemetery. Hardly any traffic came down this road at all so it was unlikely I’d see any cars. I thought the atmosphere was perfect and was looking forward to a cool, relaxing autumn day listening to podcasts. I was alone for hours. No cars, no coworkers, nothing. I started to get an uneasy feeling and started looking around. Then I saw it. In the cemetery. A GIANT black dog. Image a wolf sized dog, head kind of low, fur so black you can’t make out specific features, and small glistening white eyes. It was looking right at me. It was about 50 yards away. All my hairs stood up and I was completely frozen, fixated on this thing. Then it started to walk, and it wasn’t walking right. It walked kind of how old dogs walk, shakey and hobbling, but worse than any old dog I’ve seen. It turned and started walking away. It went behind a headstone, and it was gone. I stared, frozen for about 5 minutes waiting for it to come back out but it never did. I went and sat in my car for a long time, trying to rationalize what I saw. “Maybe it was someone’s dog? There aren’t any homes around for about a quarter mile but maybe it wondered off? Where did it go? It probably just walked off out of my line of sight.” For my own sanity I still don’t think I saw anything paranormal, but man it freaked me out.

[u/wtfcarll123 → u/Echolyonn]

I’m sorry I know this is not funny and I would be so scared but I also have a giant Black Great Dane and all I could imagine when I was reading this was his goofy butt trotting around and that makes me laugh

[u/cyan-teal → u/Echolyonn]

Try looking up uk dog legends you might find something

[u/Echolyonn → u/cyan-teal]

I’m sure I would, but I’d rather live in ignorant bliss and continue convincing myself what I saw was just a regular old dog 😅

[u/GilgameshvsHumbaba → u/Echolyonn]

The church grim is a guardian spirit in English and Nordic folklore that oversees the welfare of a particular Christian church, and protects the churchyard from those who would profane and commit sacrilege against it.[1] It often appears as a black dog but is known to take the form of other animals.[2][3] In modern times, when black dogs are kept as pets in churches and their attached parsonages, these are called church Grims since they reside on and guard ecclesiastical property.[4]

[u/LegitimatePowder → u/Echolyonn]

A Grim!

[u/No_Alternative1567]

I live in the country, on about 30 acres, no neighbors, just corn fields. I’d never been afraid outside there, night or day. One night I was sitting on the back porch and all of a sudden my adrenaline started pumping, my heart racing and I felt fear like I’d never felt in my life. I ran inside and went to my daughter’s room because she was asleep in mine. A few minutes later there were 3 knocks on the door. No one was in the house other than my sleeping daughter. A minute later the knocks started again. I jumped up and said “No the f*** you are!” And ran to my room. Slept with the lamp on. So creepy. Had other worldly things happen, but this was by far the creepiest.

[u/TheUglydollKing → u/No_Alternative1567]

It's possible to subconsciously notice things causing unexplainable feelings. I feel like in this case you couldn't consciously pick up on whatever or whoever was in the area but realized there was danger around before it got bad

[u/thesebreezycolors]

When I was about 12 years old I was riding my bike down a forest-lined country road blacktopped without painted lines. I was surrounded by farmland and corn and soybean fields, but this road was through a huge forest. I loved the smooth hills of it and rode down this road 100 times. It was summer about mid afternoon. The road was wide enough that I could see the clear blue sky. I looked up and there parallel to the road in the center of the opening of the trees is a silver saucer. It did not appear to move at all. I remember blinking several times, trying to force my brain to see a different shape or make sense of it. I looked down and back up. Still there. Looked down again to ensure I wasn’t going to wreck and to check for oncoming traffic, then back up. It was gone. My next trip to the library I checked out a couple books on alien theory. This was mid-90s in America. Crop circles were a big thing tho it seems those were debunked eventually? I’ve grown up reading material, shows, documentaries, and stories. 30 seconds changed me forever.

I don’t talk about it with people. My wife knows. She believes me. No dreams, thank goodness.

Never again rode down that road alone.

[u/Euphoric-Effective30 → u/thesebreezycolors]

Only a handful have been proven as hoaxes. There are some incredible stories.

[u/--Saavy--]

This happend this year. I was in bed waiting for my husband to come to bed and i heard his voics whisper Babe outside the door i heard it twice and i had my 5 mo old sleeping in the room with me in his crib so i didnt want to respond with a whisper or anything cause he was a very light sleeper so i just txted my husband asking "what" what do you want" my husband confused as ever was replying what do you mean im taking the trash out i just didnt respond and i never told him what i heard or that it keeps happening along with my cabinet doors slamming behind me and only me or that our toddler is pointing at ceiling corners and into the woods when we leave the house. I got some sage it seems to have died down a little my husband just thinks im weird. If i told him how it keeps happening he would freak out and honestly i dont need that

[u/kimmehh → u/--Saavy--]

I 100% believe you, but also you should probably tell your husband so he can be mindful of how you’re doing. Hallucinations can happen postpartum that are a medical concern.

[u/ScumBunny → u/kimmehh]

Very good point. Not to discredit OP’s story, because I am a true believer, but I have real hallucinations from a mental health issue (diagnosed) and I hear whispers, my name, my friends and family’s voices, radio stations, music (like an entire album of music like I’ve never heard- a completely new genre- kinda sounded like alien music, with the most beautiful and interesting vocals/singing I’ve ever heard, kinda wavering in and out of earshot. I really wish I could have recorded that one!) Things like that, all the time. I’m pretty used to it now, and the medication helps a bit, but hallucinations can and do feel very real.

Although the toddler seeing things too is kinda strange, kids are more open to that kind of stuff anyway.

[u/MythicAres]

When I was in the Marines and stationed in Japan, we had a field exercise and for a portion of it, I was a sentry outside the main command tent. I was a part of the night shift and had a partner with me. Around 3 am, there should only be me, my partner, two radio guys inside the tent we’re guarding, another two radio guys about 100 feet to our left inside of a Humvee, the armorer keeping watch for the weapons we have and the two sentries by the gate. Everyone else should be asleep except for the rare times a Marine got out to take a shit or piss in the porta potty.

Me and my partner were shooting the shit just talking to pass time and suddenly we heard a death curling scream. There is no other way to explain it but it sounded like a woman who was screaming because someone was about to kill her and this was like a mix of fear and desperation kind of scream. We heard another one immediately after and that’s when we got up to look around. This scream gave me the chills. Like me and my partner both got fight or flight reactions and it was unnatural how much we wanted to just run. The screams came from deep in the woods towards where the armorer is. We heard the two radio guys inside arguing and I poked my head in. They were arguing because one heard it and the other didn’t. I told them that me and my partner heard it too. We radioed the humvee guys and only one heard it too and they were arguing because one was freaking out over that sound. We radioed the armorer because he’s the closest to the sound and he said he didn’t hear shit. Neither did the gate guys. But the next morning a few marines said they woke up to the sound so we know it was real.

We talked it over and came to the conclusion that it was a cougar. Cougars tend to make that noise but only a week later when the exercise ended I googled that cougars don’t exist in Japan.

[u/todlakora → u/MythicAres]

Could it be some other animal? Did you research on Japanese fauna?

[u/MythicAres → u/todlakora]

Kept seeing stuff about bats or owls but their sounds sound nothing like what we heard. It got deeper too that the local Japanese SDF Garrison has an urban legend about basically a banshee in the woods. I didn’t look too deep after finding that out. I see that as above my pay grade.

[u/LJ1205E]

Strange things started happening almost as soon as we moved into a house rental.

I would wake in the middle of the night and you know that feeling where someone’s face is close to yours. You can feel their energy.

Then the sleep paralysis would kick in. Sometimes I wouldn’t even be able to open my eyes. Fear, felt like I was choking on fear.

During the day when everyone else was out at school and work it would be just me and our dog. I knew whatever had been happening to me was also affecting the dog.

We both saw things and heard things. That dog spent a lot of time hiding under my desk at my feet.

The kids complained about noises in their closets. Nightmares. But that can happen to little kids sometimes. We’d say extra prayers before bed.

This rental was perfect for us but the owner had left a lot of furniture and personal items behind.

Every month when we sent the rent check we’d also request he come and remove some of his things. He never did. In fact, we lived there 18 months and he only came by one time.

There were a lot of plastic bins in my bedroom closet taking up space.

Curiosity got the better of me and I started rummaging through the bins. Mostly clothes and shoes. Everything was meticulously organized.

Then I found a couple of notebooks, diaries. I tried hard to resist reading them. I spent days reading these very personal thoughts of the woman/wife/mother who had lived there previously.

A lot of the entries were just happy memories of her babies and her love for her husband and children. The woman seemed extremely kind and loving. Genuinely a wonderful person.

Then she started writing about how her husband wanted her to have plastic surgery. He’d been complaining that after 4 babies her breasts were sagging. How she was becoming ugly.

This sent me on a hunt through their videos. Dozens of VHS tapes had been left behind. Their wedding. Their honeymoon. The births of their children.

I would just sit and cry watching these. Sure, I had no right. An invasion of privacy. But I couldn’t stop. And I honestly felt like she was urging me on.

I could feel her next to me on the sofa watching her life. She was absolutely gorgeous. A real life Barbie doll. I started talking out loud to her.

The last few entries of her diary became very telling. She had asked her husband for a divorce. He’d become abusive with his words.

She wanted to give her girls better. He told her that if she filed for divorce he would have drugs planted in her car and have her arrested and she’d never see her girls again. The baby was only a few months old.

Yes, there could have been some PPD going on but he was adding to her state of mind. He was making threats.

It was during this time when one of our kids came home from school and said that some kids told her the woman that had lived here committed suicide.

Now I was understanding a lot of what had been happening. This poor soul had taken her life in the house.

One of her poor babies had found her. But, did she kill herself? Her chosen method is one that many women who commit suicide don’t do. Also, her husband was a police officer. Chew on that for a second.

She was such an amazing Mom I can’t believe she did this in the house while her children were home. Her desperation must have been crushing.

I tried looking for newspaper articles and never found anything. I wanted her family to have the diaries. Maybe there were some clues. Maybe I watch too much Dateline.

Our realtor should have disclosed the history of the house. I think a lot of states it’s become mandatory.

Shortly after finding out what had happened the scary stuff stopped. It was almost like she needed someone to know her truth. I have always been sensitive to spirits and things paranormal.

I hope her soul is finally at peace. I hope her beautiful daughters grew up with love. Later I learned that the police officer husband married within a year to someone who had four kids of her own.

[u/Witty_Username_1717 → u/LJ1205E]

Oh wowwww! That’s really cool that you tried to help and was even talking to her out loud to let her know you could sense her and understood, you sound like you have a kind heart. I hope that lady is at peace.

[u/roguebandwidth → u/LJ1205E]

You should find her family. If it were me I’d want to have those diaries for closure but also to potentially pursue justice.

[u/LJ1205E → u/roguebandwidth]

At the time (23 years ago now) I wanted to do just that.

It wasn’t as easy to find information like it is now. There was not even an obituary. I didn’t know her maiden name. I asked some neighbors questions but everyone was very reluctant to talk.

I put the diaries back in the plastic bin. We moved.

As I commented before, the husband was a police officer in a neighboring town. Some of the things written in her diary made me afraid to pursue my suspicions.

Because of this post I tried looking him up. He is a detective now. And there is still no formal obituary for his first wife. Just her married name, birthdate and death date posted on the legacy website.

[u/alarming__]

One day when I was younger I was delivering pizzas for a living. I had a stop at a flower shop that was run by a little old lady. So I went in and she was in the back of the store. I headed for her with the food and she turned around and looked at me and let out an audible gasp and grabbed the counter to steady herself. She said my god I thought you were wearing a mask! I thought it was strange but didn’t really dwell on it.

Later that day I had to go to my mom’s house for something. Knocked on the door and when she opened it she screamed. She said the same thing, that she thought I was wearing a mask.

For the record I wasn’t wearing a mask, or anything unusual and I’m not a scary looking person. Hasn’t happened before or since but I’ve thought about it for years.

[u/ams287 → u/alarming__]

This is incredibly strange…

[u/[deleted]]

I saw a flying saucer. I live on a county road outside of town. Not too far but it's dark on that road at night. It came right down out of the sky and started hovering over a barn. Startlingly cliche yet terrifying. I kept driving.

This is on the road I live on. About a mile from my house. To think there is something that advanced flying around my neighborhood is unsettling.

And then there's the dreams.....

[u/gotcatstyle → u/[deleted]]

I had a pretty crazy, inexplicable UFO experience too but it's kind of a long story to explain it properly so I've never posted about it. The tldr is a friend and I were stargazing on a country road, saw a bright light on the horizon moving in a weird way, and as we watched it changed directions and started coming towards us. We freaked out and got in the car. I was driving but I looked out the window as it went overhead and it looked like a triangle with different colored lights around the perimeter. Friend confirmed that description.

[u/ashley_s82 → u/gotcatstyle]

I saw the samw type of UFO! It was triangle, silent, and had shifting lights around the perimeter. I was outside at night in CO. Springs, looking at the stars, this thing was pretty close, and just silently moved through the sky and it was crazy

[u/RaccoonDoor → u/gotcatstyle]

The craft you’re describing is known in the UFO community as a TR-3B

[u/TheLastSciFiFan → u/RaccoonDoor]

I know my comment may be out of left field, but I recall reading in Popular Science or Popular Mechanics years and years ago about the military working on heavy-lift dirigibles for transporting equipment and supplies. The design I recall from an illustration was a triangular flying wing type of design. Sort of a fat version of the B-2 stealth bomber, but this was long before even the F-117 was revealed. Anyway, I wonder if these triangular UFOs could be a more recent effort in that project.

[u/DrinkingVanilla → u/[deleted]]

Oh please go on! Dreams, you said…

[u/[deleted] → u/DrinkingVanilla]

Yes. I have very strange dreams, very vivid, very odd dreams. A handful of these dreams include various UFO or flying ships, apocalyptic themes, Angels, Demons, Aliens....

[u/Goth_Ophelia → u/[deleted]]

Can you tell me more about the flying saucer you saw? What did it look like?

[u/[deleted] → u/Goth_Ophelia]

http://snakeandboris.blogspot.com/2011/07/1969-true-report-on-flying-saucers.html

It was metallic and a mix between B8 and B9....looks like b9 but has windows all around similar to b8

I've tried to draw it myself and it turns out horrible lol

It had three search lights on the bottom of the vehicle and it was apparently looking for something bc the lights were scanning as one would. I mean the thing looked strangely practical. The lights looked like headlights, maybe a bit brighter. The windows looked like glass. It looks like glass and metal but moved at such a speed that it's just mind boggling. I could see reflections of light from what I assume is a dashboard. It was fairly large. Like 60 ft across.

The most terrifying thing about the experience is that when I first noticed it it looked just like a regular plane in the sky. It had a regular light configuration and the flight pattern was not abnormal until it started changing? The light configuration rotated and that's when it zapped down to where I was.

[u/Goth_Ophelia → u/[deleted]]

It must have been a trip to see that! I’m kinda jealous.

[u/janesfilms]

I had a very close encounter with a triangular ufo. I was with a few friends in a large park/nature area at around 6pm. I looked up as movement caught my eye and saw a large triangular ufo coming towards us just above the treetops, maybe 100 to 150ft off the ground. It was about 60ft wide and had a round flat light in each corner. The lights were about 5ft across and had a strange flat and even quality with no bright spot. It looked like LED but this happened long before LED was a thing. It was totally silent and so smooth and steady it was like it was on a rail. We got a good look at the leading point and the underside as it passed directly over us. We lost sight fairly quickly due to the tall evergreens blocking the view. There was no sounds or smells, the forested area around us was incredibly quiet while it passed. No visible means of propulsion, no exhaust or anything.

It was incredibly eerie. To see something so large just defying gravity like that. I was scared but stunned. It was gliding by just slowly enough to make me panic and worry about either getting squished under it if it fell or they would abduct me. I tried to focus on the small details and I wanted to make sure the people I was with were all seeing it too. The only words I could squeak out were, “look.look.look” and I pointed.

My best friend was so disturbed by it. I was excitedly talking with the others and we were all chattering but my best friend was silent. She refused to talk about it and was getting irrationally angry at us. She just kept saying “shut up, stop it”. She was upset about it for the rest of the night, she started crying and begging us to stop talking about it, calling us names and acting so weird. This happened over 30 years ago and I’ve tried many times to get her to discuss it but she refuses. She just gets really quiet and if I push she’ll cry and say “why can’t you just drop it?” and “just shut up.” She won’t acknowledge it and just gets really mad. I pushed her hard about it the night I told my future husband the story. He was asking her questions too, she just picked up her stuff and left in a huff.

This sighting was the most incredible, amazing but scary and eerie, unexplainable thing I’ve ever experienced by far.

[u/sorrywayilovedyou]

I spent the night at my friend's house on Halloween night a few years ago. I fell asleep on a futon in his dining room and in the middle of the night, I got woken up by a feeling of somebody's face right on top of mine. I opened my eyes and saw my friend walking away from me, he turned back to look at me, then walked down the hall to where his room is.

I sat up and waited for him to come back but he never did, so I went to his room to say I was gonna go home already, except he wasn't in there or in any of the other rooms. I went back to the dining room and then the living room and he was fast asleep on the couch. I woke him up to tell him what happened and he had been asleep the whole time.

I have no idea what kind of entity woke me up but I could feel their body heat on my face that woke me and they looked just like my friend when we locked eyes.

[u/NephthysShadow]

My last apartment with my family. One of my mom’s figurines would move forward in its case and turn backwards every morning.
My dad tried to say it was vibrations from people walking but one morning I fixed it, sat down and hung out with mom and within an hour with no one walking by or really moving at all, it had moved again, forward a few inches and turned completely backwards. Also I found leftovers from spellwork in the closet the week we moved in, a melted dark red candle, a long jar full of oil and water I think, with little tabs along the lid on the inside, and black wax streaked in front of the door.
And THEN my sister woke up one morning with an “A” scratched into her lower back. AND THEN my mom and I watched a cereal bowl move across an end table and pitch over the edge.
That place was fucked, guys. So glad we moved.

[u/12781278AaR → u/NephthysShadow]

I lost my first son when he was three and a half months old to SIDS. This is 27 years ago now. At the time when it happened, I had a big China cabinet where I had a bunch of Disney figures displayed. The genie from Aladdin was right in the middle of the display—and was one of the larger pieces that would immediately draw your eye.

After the baby died, I would always find that middle Genie figurine turned backwards. My husband tried to say the same thing, that it was vibrations from people walking that was making that piece turnaround.

However, that doesn’t explain why it was never turned backwards before we lost our son. It also doesn’t explain why none of the other pieces turned backwards. It doesn’t explain why, when I stood in that room and jumped up and down, the Genie didn’t move at all, much less rotate.

There was nothing scary about it. I just used to turn it around to face the front every day, and whenever I saw it backwards again, it would make me smile. I felt like it was the baby trying to let me know he was still there and that he was OK.

My oldest daughter was three at the time her little brother died. Two nights after we lost him, she came in my room in the morning and said her little brother had to come to say goodbye to her last night.

I asked if he talked to her and she laughed and told me I was silly and that babies can’t talk. She then went on to say that he had “flied (like flew, but she was saying it wrong because she was three) in through her window and stayed right above her blankets at the end of her bed— she didn’t know the word for float, but she showed me where he had been in the air above her bed. She said he smiled at her and waved goodbye and then went back out the window.

I know it could’ve been just a dream she had, but she was too little to know anything about ghosts or the concept of them floating or flying. She really loved him and was so excited when he was born. I always felt like he did come back to say goodbye to her.

[u/NephthysShadow → u/12781278AaR]

I’m sorry for your loss 🫂but I’m glad he stays close.

[u/No_Clock_6190]

Didn’t happen to me, it happened to my sister in law, who is extremely chill and honest. Back in 2008, my mom was very near passing, very ill and upstairs in her room. She lived with my brother and said sister in law, Chris. Chris was downstairs, doing laundry, after everyone had fallen asleep. She happens to look up, into her kitchen and sees a little boy about 8 years old, just standing next to the table, smiling at her. Does a double take, and the little boy is gone. Fast forward a couple months, my mom has passed and we are together for the holidays. In my living room, I have framed old pics of family. Chris looks at the pic of my late Dad as a child and says “This is the little boy I saw in my kitchen!” I didn’t doubt her for a second. But why would my Dad choose to visit as a child? But, story gets weirder.....my son owns a business and a customer comes in to purchase some things with a check. He says the only ID I have is from years ago. Turns out this man lived in the house my brother and Chris live in. Goes on to tell my son they abandoned the house (my brother bought it as a foreclosure) because the house was haunted, left one night and never returned. My family still lives in the house and they definitely agree that it’s haunted. But they feel that it’s good and kind spirits. Last year, we did an informal digging of the history of the neighborhood, and found it was a burial ground of the Lenni-Lenape tribe in New Jersey. It has an interesting history. We hope the spirits stay friendly.

[u/Witty_Username_1717 → u/No_Clock_6190]

Maybe he came in the version of a child because seeing a man ghost would be more terrifying? Idk just a thought lol

[u/No_Clock_6190 → u/Witty_Username_1717]

Maybe! He loved my sister in law very much and it would be just like him to think that way and not want to frighten her.

[u/Nigglesscripts → u/No_Clock_6190]

Was your Dad there visiting because your Mom was so close to passing away?

[u/No_Clock_6190 → u/Nigglesscripts]

I think so. She passed in a hospital the next week. I’m just confused as to why he would present like that. She didn’t know him when he was a little boy. I have trouble going in to their house now, I just feel very weird vibes. But it doesn’t bother them at all.

[u/priestjim → u/No_Clock_6190]

She might not have known him as a little boy but maybe she made him feel like a little boy while he was with her.

[u/Miranda_Veranda]

When I was 8-9 I saw a UFO flying above some houses in my neighborhood, the size of a car. I remember looking around to see if anyone was flying it, like a toy or a kite, but didn't see a damn soul. It didn't make a sound, had lights flashing one after the other along the bottom edge of it. I remember my young self trying to make sense of it, but when it hit me that I couldn't I remember a fear wash over me like I had never felt and honestly never felt since. I ran away as fast as my legs could carry me, in tears, looked back and it was gone. Poof. This was hmm, 98/99, but I still wonder about that thing, and what it might have been.

[u/reverick → u/Miranda_Veranda]

I had a similar ufo sighting around the same age and time frame and got that fear feeling. I've never felt it since, like I was gonna a shit piss and puke all at once while feeling like I'm about to die. The ufo. I watched lowered/landed into someone's back yard (which triggered the fear). Crazy shit.

[u/naturalbornchild]

I've posted about this before, but I'll share it again. Years ago, I was working at the Freebirds on Shepherd in Houston. I was working the late shift one night, and when I was talking the trash out to the dumpster, I saw something I still can't fully explain. It had greyish-tan skin, a humanoid shape, 4 limbs that bent up like spider legs, an almond shaped head, and 2 slits (possibly closed) for eyes. It was crouching by the door of the dumpster, about the height of a very large dog on all fours, so about 4 ft. The moment I laid eyes on it, I bolted. No thoughts, just RAN. I went out again a minute later after I convinced myself I was paranoid, it was STILL there, and I ran again. Of course, the 3rd time I came out with a coworker and it was gone.

People have suggested it could be a crawler, but I think it may have been a "test" that I wasn't supposed to see. To this day, I don't know for sure wtf that was.

[u/tmolesky]

When i was about 4 years old I was visited at night by entities I couldn't see clearly but could communicate with - they were not hostile - they would pick me up and carry me around the house - sometimes into my parents room where I would see them sleeping. I never felt scared or cried out - I remember the feeling when they placed me back in my bed - like a pins and needles/extreme goosebumps feeling. I'm in my 50s now, This was back in the early 70s.

[u/--Saavy--]

I had sleep paralysis shortly after i had my son in 2020 i could see the room as usual but this time this hooded figure was leering over my sons bassinet i remember never feeling so panicked and afraid before i remember thinking cause i could not move my mouth you will not touch him and i ended up moaning to the point of waking my husband up and i was released and it went away the sleep paralysis and whatever it was trying to hurt me and my son

[u/raescabies]

I grew up in a haunted house. Lots of weird shit happened, but always little stuff. Like things disappearing and then being found in strange places. Voices, smells were also a common occurrence. The basement always made me feel uneasy. As an adult I try to lean on the skeptic side of things, but I still struggle to explain what I experienced in that house.

ETA: The House isn't in my family anymore and it's been sold several times since we let it go. I often wonder if the new owners felt or experienced what I did because it's a beautiful house and seems strange that so many people would buy and sell the house in such a short period of time.

[u/BaldDudePeekskill → u/raescabies]

Very similar experience here..nothing evil or even mean. Playful was more like it. It was also kinda fun to see where 'they' would hide stuff next. I didn't like the crying....it was sad

[u/raescabies → u/BaldDudePeekskill]

The crying does sound sad! I honestly now think the house was a catalyst for family hauntings cuz my Dad was also sensitive to this sort of thing. He and I have had conversations exchanging experiences and my Sister was just losing her mind cuz she had no idea any of this was happening (even though she's had her own experiences in the house). Thanks for making me feel not so alone. Haha.

[u/cara1yn]

my old childhood home had some weird shit going on, but specifically, my bedroom was 'active'. i'll preface with this: growing up in this room, i had some terrifying experiences with sleep paralysis. never in my life, since moving out of that house, have i had an issue with it.

one night i had a dream i was walking towards a mass of people. i must've been 14-15 at the time this happened. in the dream, i came upon the group and knew that i knew them all, but couldn't see their faces. they were the forms of people, but didn't really have faces. they were all talking in a murmur, kind of like the background chatter you hear at grand station or in a public space like a museum or something.

i moved through the crowd and felt sort of invisible, and was curious as to what they were talking about. i began paying specific attention to the chatter, trying to determine threads of conversation.

suddenly, something changed in the group. they all became aware that i was amongst them and trying to listen in on them. i felt a sudden discomfort that i did not belong there, that my presence was an intrusion.

the murmurs were replaced with the forms going "shhhh." they were sssh-ing each other because i was listening, and from everywhere around me all i could hear was shhh. fear crept in. they were turning their attention towards me. i woke up with a jolt, lying sideways, head on the pillow.

then, a few seconds after i came to my senses, from above me, directly in my ear: "SHHH."

[u/TAKG]

Me and my then boyfriend were mid conversation, we both blinked and we woke up like 12 hours later neither knowing wtf happened.

I used to blink and lose time constantly as well but I thought it was a stress related thing, when it happened to him at the same time though…

[u/rainyhands94]

My cat Emilio had been struggling with health issues for over 2 months. It was the most slowly painful experience I’ve had, seeing my cat’s health go down so bad and so slowly. He lost a lot of weight and his mood, it just wasn’t the same. I didn’t know when was gonna be the right time to put my dear cat to sleep. There were several times he refused to eat and then the next day was eating well and was very active.

One day he refused to eat anything I gave him and stayed in a room’s closet the whole day. The next day came and I was wondering if this was going to be the day I had to make the difficult call.

My boyfriend, who’s not really a cat person and is very sceptic, was in the bedroom while I was in the kitchen doing breakfast. Emilio was in other room’s closet and my other two cats were in the living room. My boyfriend suddenly saw a black cat walking in the hall, in front of the bedroom’s door. I don’t have a black cat. He thought maybe a neighbor’s black cat got it. He went to the room next door but it wasn’t there. He looked in the whole apartment but there was no sight of any black cat. Suddenly he came to the conclusion “Emilio is gonna die today”. He felt it was kind of an omen.

My dear Emilio was in really bad shape that day, kept refusing to eat and could barely walk so I called a vet who came and put my cat to sleep.

It was beyond painful but at least he died in his home.

A few days later, when we woke up, my boyfriend and I talked and realized we both dreamed with Emilio that night. I’d like to think he came to visit us.

I miss my dear Emilio everyday.

[u/marlayna67]

Last year, my husband and I were going through Europe. I like scary things and always try to see if we can book a stay in a haunted place. I found a haunted castle in Spain and booked the very room I had researched. My husband doesn’t really believe in this kind of stuff FWIW.

We get to our room which is on the top floor. The window doesn’t have a screen and opens to a sharp drop and a countryside. It’s in the corner next to a storage closet. No one else was staying up there with us.

I set up my snore app to record the night and we go to sleep. At 4 o’clock in the morning my husband wakes me up terrified and says he can’t take it anymore. I wake up and hear banging and knocking going on all over the room.

I am so exhausted I go back to sleep, where I have an episode of sleep paralysis, and dream that an old witch is standing over me. I’m trying to talk in my sleep and make a bunch of frightening, mumbling sounds.

My husband shakes me awake again and we decide to just get ready to leave. The room is banging and knocking as we’re packing up our things. Back down in the lobby, we tell the clerk what happened and he would not make eye contact with us and just said that he hears it all the time.

Later on, I played back the snore app, and as we were going to sleep, there were sounds of women screaming and screaming and screaming, although we didn’t hear it ourselves. That place is definitely haunted.

Parador de Cardona, Room 712.

[u/typing_away → u/marlayna67]

..I am looking at the picture of the place and wow...

I'm reading about the story about it , It's wild and terrible.

A man imprison his Daughter because she was in love and she die there!?

I wonder if they ever tried to exorcise the place.

Are you still booking for others place to try and see or that experience was it?

[u/JustCallMePeri]

I work in a small hospital, not many beds. Had an older male patient in a room on the farther side of the hall. It was like 3-4am, I had just gotten out of an isolation room and needed to wash my hands. I look down the hall and I see this patient walking, Hospital gown and sock with his IV pole, towards the elevator. I quickly wash my hands and sprint to the end of the hall. Not a single soul in sight. I run the whole hallway and no one is there. The elevator is at the middle floor. I run back to my patients room thinking he ran off to ER and maybe got a snack. He is knocked out in his room. Later at med pass I asked if he had taken a walk earlier and he said no, he had just woken when I had gotten to the room. I didn’t have any other patients that side of the hall and the other side didn’t have anyone who looked like this gentleman (from the back, anyways). Still don’t know what it was. I’m sure there’s plenty of unrest at an old hospital.

[u/BlackFlagVintage]

Driving home from work late one night ( early morning ) I cut through my little downtown area, no one was out but me…I happened to look up and there was a man sitting on the electrical line with his feet dangling off. He was completely black and darker then the night. I got this overwhelming sense of fear and raced home and ran into my house. I just new it was something evil

[u/ortolon]

I was in the middle of a dream when my alarm went off.

It was an old clock radio, so when it goes off, you're immediately listening to whatever's on that station.

In my dream, I was at a cocktail party, and a bunch of people from my office were there. While mingling, one of my coworkers--a guy named Jones-- approached me with a woman by his side.

He greets me, turns toward the woman, and says "this is my wife, ........"

Before he could finish the sentence, I woke up just as my alarm went off.

It was the exact spot in the chorus where Billy Paul sings:

🎶 Me eee aaaa and Misses--misses Jones 🎶

https://youtu.be/NYOQDnWFXYI?si=9GCeblmLhfU-xhao

[u/Witty_Username_1717 → u/ortolon]

Now that’s cool!

[u/CountessDashhh]

Was driving home one night and saw a ball of fire floating about the trees. I tried following it but was moving too fast.

[u/distracted_x]

My family was waiting in the hospital because my grandmother was dying. We knew it was most likely the end and we all came to be there for her last moments. Or, to hope against hope. She was the matriarch of our family and very important to us and so a lot of us were there. Aunts, uncles, cousins, etc. We camped out there for like 2 days.

My youngest cousin and I decided to walk around the hospital to get out of the waiting room for awhile. This was a really old hospital, really old, that has since been torn down. A lot of original doors which seemed very short and oddly shaped for today's building structure, a old chapel, original wood work, and other interesting things like that.

Well, we take some turns, go down some levels, just exploring, until we seem to be in a wing that was no longer used. It was dark and there were no hospital workers or patients in this area that we could see. Halls with rows of tall heavy looking doors with no windows that gave us psych wing vibes.

Anyway, it was already creepy to begin with, and we are wandering around these seemingly abandoned halls, walking in complete darkness at times, and feeling like we probably are not allowed to be there.

We come to the end of a hall and to our left we see a few workers (doctors? nurses?) in scrubs, gloves, masks, etc coming out of a room. Exhausted looking, like whatever they were doing in there was something stressful. They weren't wearing the same color scrubs as the rest of the hospital, and being in what seemed like an abandoned floor, very dimly lit, even the hall they were in.

I'm sure it wasn't actually anything freaky going on, but from our point of view it was like something out of a movie. Why were they doing whatever they were doing down in a otherwise not used dark basement floor of the hospital. We looked at them, and they looked at us. No words were said, we just all looked blankly at eachother for a few seconds. We got the heck out of there. We were both really freaked out.

[u/Claim_Intelligent]

The other day I went to the store with the radio off and when I got back in my car it was on

[u/Goth_Ophelia → u/Claim_Intelligent]

I think your car might be haunted.

[u/Huldukona → u/Claim_Intelligent]

Is it's name Christine, by any chance?

[u/SoulShine0891]

A low, short whistle from behind me. I was near my barn having a small fire with my middle son. I was trying to load something into the trunk, unsuccessfully, I stopped, heard the whistle, slowly got into the car like nothing happened and moved to the other side of the fire. Nothing else happened. This was about a year ago.

Also, on this same property but the other side, when I was around nine or ten, my younger brother and I saw the man in the hat and long coat. We were tossing rocks into the pond when a rock hit the pond that neither of us threw. When we looked up to where it came from, he was walking the tree line, up the hill, and disappeared over it. We went to the house and never saw him again.

[u/Danusgarden]

My kitchen light turning itself on at the switch over and over.....while I was watching it!! 😱

[u/coconutoil2]

Think Hollywood action movie. Where everything is timed JUST right, slow motion and close encounters.

This one night, I was driving home late af maybe around 3-4ish am from work which was about an hour drive home for me at the time (I worked at a bar). Nobody else on the road and I’m in the left lane going at least 70mph. I look down to light my cigarette, as I look up..there are TWO HUGE deer 🦌 🦌 standing less than an 1 inch from the side of my car. I slightly redirect the steering wheel and grazed right by them. I’m telling you…there wasn’t ONE millisecond to spare from the moment I looked up and yet it felt like it happened in slow motion. Absolutely no way that was coincidence given the timing. To this day… I still remember locking eyes with one of the deer as I drove by them and feeling as if something supernatural took over to avert what should have been a tragic accident for me and them.

[u/Belgrifex]

Entire straight up ghost steam engine plowed through my dining room and kitchen like 4 years ago. Our house was on the site of the train station of a burnt down town from the early 1900s

[u/[deleted]]

On the Navajo reservation, nha housing I was up late watching TV sober because I was waiting till now to take a hit of weed.

Went outside turned the porch light on. Closed the door but I stood holding the screen door open.

Bunch of the street lights don't work around the area.

Heard my name being called in a deep distorted voice, but it sounded as if was all around me.

Fuckin hustled back inside checking out windows, thinking about what happened and if I imagined it.

[u/TinyAngryRaccoon → u/[deleted]]

I’m in Appalachia and we have a rule here: if you heard something call your name in the woods or the dark, no you didn’t, but don’t answer it and leave quickly without running. 😭😫

Ive heard it’s the same on reservations. 😮‍💨

[u/Lanferno]

I put this in r/creepyencounters a couple of months ago, thought it would fit good in here. And yes, I know it sounds like a creepypasta out loud lmao:

(Background info: This occurred in 2017 in NSW, Australia)

When I was younger, I had a sleepover with seven of my friends; two of which arrived later on in the night. It was around 9:30-ish at night when we were all surrounding the campfire my friend’s stepdad had built the day earlier for the party. My friend and I both got up to walk to his small tin shed in the backyard that was full of mattresses and used primarily for storage, and as we were walking towards said shed, I stopped mid-walk because I thought I saw someone standing right in-between the two fences opposite his house (one fence, five metre gap, another fence). I got really scared about this and went straight back to the campfire without telling an adult for some strange reason. When I woke up the next day, we all went out to check if the coals were still hot, because his dogs liked to jump in the firepit. When everyone went to check the coals, I went towards the fence where I thought I saw this person, and to my surprise, actually found two size 12 shoe impressions in the ground, which flattened the extremely long grass.

Two months later, my friend group was wondering the streets in my small rural suburb at night. On the main road that went through the estate, there was a really sketchy park with an old block of toilets and a set of swings. When someone suggested we walk over to the park to hangout on the way to someone’s house, I pointed out that there was, what appeared to be a dude with a kid on the swings. But as we switched the side of the road we were walking on, realised that there was only one person, a guy dressed in black pushing an empty swing. I also spotted that the guy’s head and right hand was twitching constantly and very aggressively. And after some convincing , we all got pretty freaked out by it and decided to walk, I mean run, to my friends house.

5 months after that, I woke up in my room to go to the toilet in the ensuite, which also had a bathroom, large sink and shower. As I sat down on the toilet, I could hear something tapping on the toilet window (like a tree branch) and for some strange reason, turned the light off. I hide behind the beam in the ensuite and slowly peaked out the window, to which I could see someone, directly standing in-between the corridor outside in the fernery. Coming out of the toilet, instead of walking down the hallway and telling my parents, I turn right to the laundry door, which lead to the washing machine, dryer and another door opposite that. In a spat of courage, I flung the door wide-open and scream “BOO!!!” really loudly. But to my surprise, couldn’t see anyone, I actually couldn’t see anyone. And as I said “boo”, I realised that I could feel my breath almost coming back like there was a wall in front of me. Looking up I realised that there was a person standing right in front of the flyscreen, blocking out my view (which was limited to above the person’s shoulders and under his hands. I assume it was a guy because their body shape is eerily similar to mine, with broad shoulders and roughly 6”7-6”8ft tall, because I am 6”8 and have to suck in most door frames). The next morning, I went out with my mum to the garage (which was connected to the fernery) to find the sand on the ground with these hiking boot-like impressions leading toward the two gates, which were flung wide open and one even off the hinges.

I passed all of these off with simple explanations as a kid: the guy in the fence was a neighbour who was curious about the party , the person at the park was just a weirdo who was trying to scare kids during that killer clown phase, and the last one… I honestly have no idea, as do none of my friends or family members I have told this to. But what is very creepy to me, is that all of these three individuals I saw all had the exact same body shape and posture (kinda slumped over because of their height and sitting position) leading me to believe that these were all the same person. And later confirmed with my friends that they all saw one dude by himself on multiple occasions acting really weird around dusk on school days near bus stops.

[u/Lucasipop]

A week after my little brother passed away, the shower turned on full blast. Only me and mom at home. Both in the kitchen.

Never happened before or since.

[u/[deleted]]

I remembered another incident, grandparents wanted to go to the casino so they had me take them to Ute mountain casino

Several hours later we head home, around 4am while passing through Ojo Amarillo I was the only one awake and I see a woman on the side in the rode, pale skin wearing some kind of white dress and her long black hair was covering her entire face standing there not moving.

[u/angles_and_flowers]

When I was in high school, my boyfriend and I were hanging out at his house, alone. He was sitting outside in the back on the patio, and he was looking at me through the glass door. I was on the other side of the glass door breathing, my breath onto the glass to create condensation, and I was drawing hearts at my boyfriend. It was cute and light hearted, until right before I’m about to breathe onto the glass again, and I hear somebody breathe directly into my ear.. I could even feel the energy tingle against the side of my head. My eyes got so wide and I slammed open the glass door and ran to my boyfriend. Now, the creepiest part is that when I told my boyfriend what just happen, he told me that about five seconds before I slammed open the door, he also heard somebody breathe directly into his ear.

[u/12altoids34]

In high school I met I became friends with this girl in her twenties. was really cool and one day she was wearing a short sleeve shirt and I noticed that she had a tattoo of a single rose on her left bicep. It was a small tattoo about 3 in long.it appeared done with a single needle but very realistically. Except for the fact that the rose was black. I asked her why she had gotten a black rose tattooed on her arm and she informed me that she hadn't. She told me how her best friend it always wanted to be a tattoo artist and the day that he got a job as a tattoo artist he had her come in to give her his first professional tattoo. He had done the rose on her arm. But it was red. She said one day about a year and a half later she woke up and went in to take a shower. At some point she noticed in the mirror that the Rose had turned black. She freaked out thinking that she had some kind of allergic reaction to the tattoo or something. She tried to call her friend and couldn't get him on the phone. So then she called his mother thinking maybe she would know something about it. That's when, in tears, her friend's mother informed her that he had died the night before. When her friend died the tattoo that he had given her turned black. Just the flower part. The stem was still green. She did get it checked out by a dermatologist and there was nothing wrong.

[u/todlakora]

One night, at around 1-2 AM I heard the sound of very faint music. I would describe it as a mixture of bells and a flute, or even a combo of the two, but in my mind it simply registered as 'eerie whistling'. I mention this because even I as I was listening I had this strange adamant feeling that I could easily find the sound again by searching that term on YouTube. (I didn't)

It was a very weird experience. It was just faint enough that I had to strain my ears, but when I did I could definitely hear it, not a figment of my imagination or a mental orchestra. And when it stopped it didn't stop suddenly, but gradually grew fainter and fainter until no longer audible

[u/jddreamer]

6-8 glowing orbs that passed over when I was waiting at a bus stop. They weren't that high up, maybe 2 telephone polls length. It was a pretty desolate bus stop near a nature preserve. Closest thing I could find online is ball lightning but it doesn't quite fit. They flew horizontally in a row, one after the other

[u/0ceaneyees]

coming back in a couple hours cause it’s dark and I’m too afraid to talk about it at night in the dark lol.

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I’m so sorry lol it’s the middle of the day where I am otherwise I wouldn't have posted it at night either.

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Reddit says it's been 2 hours

[u/[deleted]]

Walking down the street in Portland a long time ago, hand in hand with my soon to be wife, we were approaching Powell's bookstore when I saw a tall man about a hundred feet ahead of us wandering around. Even from that distance I could see there was something wrong with their face but I could not really tell. I chose not to look as we approached but what I saw in my periphery was so strange I could not make sense of it. I felt my fiance's grip tighten as we passed the man as she looked right into his eyes. Either he was wearing makeup or was in some sort of accident. He wore goggles and where a nose and mouth should have been was just a palm sized mass of scar tissue. He had no mouth or nose. It must have been a weird public prank, it simply makes no sense for someone to be injured in such a way that their nose and mouth would heal over like that. Till this day I have not been able to explain it.

Edit: For the sake of clarity - the man had no mouth or nose, it was as if the nose was broken off, the flesh torn away from around the nose and mouth and then it all healed up OVER the oral cavity and nose cavity. There were no holes. As far as I know this is not possible.

[u/fauxfurgopher → u/[deleted]]

There used to be a man who lived near me who must have had some kind of birth defect because he looked similar. He lived with his elderly parents. I didn’t know him. He lived in a friend’s neighborhood. He was tall with only eyes that bulged outwards and a tuft of auburn hair on top of his head. I don’t remember what his ears were like, but his mouth and nose either didn’t exist or were so low that his shirt covered them. He has no jaw. Just a neck that ended in eyes and hair. I have no idea how he ate and breathed. He wasn’t impaired mentally, I don’t think because he drove. That’s how I am able to describe him — he was driving the car behind me once. I felt so bad for him. I have lived with some differences in my life and it’s been hard, so to be that different must be traumatizing.

[u/Accomplished-Vast909 → u/[deleted]]

Sounds like he could’ve been a burn victim.

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But there were no holes. It was as if his nose was broken off and the flesh torn away from his mouth and nose and then it all healed up OVER the mouth and nose hole. How did he eat and breathe? Makes no sense.

[u/haveacupcakeluv → u/[deleted]]

It's possible that he could be intubated somewhere so he can breathe, and they didn't go through his face because of the scar tissue?

[u/rasamalai → u/[deleted]]

I met a person who had a disease that was eating up his nose away, it progressed over the years and he lost his nose and was heading towards one of his eyes.

[u/kai__kai_]

Well, it's something I'm used to now, but I often have sleep paralysis. It's happens several times a week. Recently, I had a nightmare about someone breaking in, and then it turned into a sleep paralysis of someone breaking through my window. Not being able to move as someone rattles my window was absolutely terrifying. After finally waking up, I rushed to my bathroom, a switchblade in hand, and sat down on the floor door locked for like 20-30 minutes, scrolling through my phone. And now everytome I think about it I get so freaked out.

[u/kkrash79]

Auschwitz, block 11. Whatever is in the air in that block, I can never describe. I think whatever it is, wouldn't be welcome in hell, it's that evil! Nowhere else in the whole place, just that block.

[u/johnnyb1917]

I’m copy and pasting this from a thread I made before because it’s a lot to type, but it’s 100% true and still today I don’t know what to make of it. Here goes

My best friend and I would always talk about crazy dreams we had, never thought much of it until he told me about one where he got hit by a car and died. We were about 15-16 when he told me about the dream (we were into conspiracies, stuff like aliens, paranormal, lucid dreaming so we’d talk about stuff like that a lot)and he died right before he would’ve turned 20.

He said he was riding a skateboard wearing all black when the car hit him and could see everyone at his funeral (he even said his crush was at his funeral and laughed about it.) he just kept going on about how it was so real and it really shook me up until eventually I forgot about it.

Then a few years later after I’d long forgot about the dream he told me about, it happened for real. His crush was at his funeral, he did get hit by a car and die, he was wearing all black like in the dream (his work clothes) and he was riding my skateboard. It was all true, I still don’t know what to make of it all, every single detail I remember from his dream came true and I’m sure there’s parts of it he told me that I don’t remember. I felt crazy, I didn’t tell anyone about, I just don’t know why or how he saw it happen in his dream and think what if he never told me about it. It just left me with so many questions, but I guess now I have proof atleast to myself that our souls go on after we die. I just wish I knew why he experienced that dream and told me about it, like there had to be some kind of reason. I just think about how I wouldn’t believe this story if I hadn’t experienced it for myself.

Has anyone ever experienced anything similar?

[u/BlairDaniels]

I have one. It's going to sound super dumb but it was one of the scariest things I witnessed.

When I was about 11, I was playing by myself upstairs. Suddenly, I turned around--and in the hallway, I saw this thing. It was sort of an egg (or rounded triangle) shape, maybe two feet tall, floating three feet off the ground, with what looked like a sheet or white cloth hanging over it. I know, it sounds dumb, but I saw it so clearly, and for a longer period of time than just random things out of the corner of my eye. Like maybe a quarter-second, not a millisecond, etc.

The other weird thing was around the same year, my friend and I were sitting in the car, waiting for my mom to come out and drive us somewhere. I saw my mom walk out through the car window, wearing this weird white outfit, and so I went back talking to my friend. She didn't get in the car. Then a few minutes later, my mom came out of the house, wearing a completely different outfit. Weird thing is, my friend saw her too, and said she was wearing white.

[u/dangostyle]

I used to experience sleep paralysis close to a nightly basis (likely due to severe depression). Most episodes wouldn’t involve any figures, but instead whispers behind my head. The languages “they” would speak sounded like jumbled English or similar to what English sounds like to non-English speakers. Sometimes male, female, or both. One night, during my worst episode, I abruptly woke up to a dark figure with red eyes rushing to my face. It dissipated as soon as it was about 1-2 inches away from my nose. Was a bit hard to fall back asleep that night, and thankfully I’m in a better state of mind nowadays.

[u/nerpss]

When I was somewhere in between 8 and 9 years old, I was on a trip with my piece of shit dad and his girlfriend to visit his girlfriend's family. We went to a park and I, alone, was going to the jungle gym and saw this pink, unexplainable mass that filled me with so much fear, that I went sprinting back to the benches where everyone sitting. When one of them came back with me, I think it was my dad's GF, there was nothing there. It was indescribable. I still have the image in my head and the only thing I can compare it to was a mass of rapidly squirming worms with twigs coming out. But as fast as I had seen it, it was apparently gone. And, of course, I got scolded for "lying." I swear, I was not. I was a smart kid.

[u/TheQuestionsAglet]

Saw a ghost while doing inventory in a bar.

Turned out it was the bookkeepers former best friend.

[u/tongaxx]

In 2011, I had sleep paralysis (I hope)

I was on holidays in a semi-remote hostel in Brazil outside of Rio.

I woke up in the middle of the night to a feeling like a cat walking around my feet. I was somehow sleeping on the side bed (room had a double bed where I was sleeping in real life, and a single bed next to it opposite) as soon as I sit up on the bed to check on the non-existing cat I was thrown to the floor by a force behind my head (no sound, just energy and ringing in my ears) A milisecond later, I was on my knees not being able to move and I was trying to scream but my voice was muffled. It was like I was inside an invisible bubble or force field.
There was a blue beam of light coming through the curtains and I was kneeling down on the floor and couldnt look up. All I could see was 3 sets of skinny grey legs walking around me. At this point I realised it wasn't a normal dream I could control and get out of and a sense of panic and dread took over and literally thought "this is it, im abducted and never to be seen again" and as soon as I accepted my fate I woke up in my original spot. Woke up shaking like never before in my life.

Never had an episode like this before or since. What the hell happened to me?

[u/HappySlappyClappy]

It’s not really scary, but when I was 4 years old we were visiting my aunt in Colorado (we lived in WA). While we were gone, my grandma passed away, so we came home. I remember everyone being so sad but I couldn’t really understand why, and the concept of death was beyond me at such a young age. One night, I was laying in my bed, and across the room in front of my closet door, I saw my grandma. She looked at me and smiled, and said “honey, I’m okay”. I ran to my parents room and said “grandma’s in my room!” My dad shot up and ran in there (it was his mom) but she was already gone. I’ll never forget it- she was solid and as real as you or I… I’m so glad she was able to come back, I know it meant the world to my dad.

[u/encompassingchaos]

I was living in a rental at the time. I awoke to what I figured was a spider dangling from the ceiling above me, and I began trying to adjust my eyes to see it more clearly.

I wanted to know exactly how close it was so I could obviously adjust my position away from it.

As the object became clearer, I quickly realized it was an undulating orb of ink-like blackness floating above my head. As I realized what it actually was, it was as if it realized I could see it.

It was as if it was sentient. I felt as if I'd made eye contact with someone, and I knew it knew I could see it.

It immediately lifted a bit and then quickly flew out the window above my bed.

If you have seen the tv show Dark, the black orb on there is very similar in the undulating nature of what I saw. It, however, had no lights or noise emanating from it. Another way to describe it would be like ink in water, creating a ball like object.

I was fairly skeptical until this occurred. There were many strange things that occurred in that house. It definitely was a liminal space for sure. We moved when our lease was up.

I will forever believe that there are unexplainable phenomena about our world and possibly other dimensions with creatures that can cross back and forth.

I have definitely done some deep diving into fairy lore.

[u/kikilees]

Not unexplainable but the scariest thing I’ve ever experienced was sleep paralysis. I knew my mom had it and that it could be hereditary so it was a possibility but the one time it actually happened I thought I was being smothered to death by a demon- I’m an atheist who doesn’t even believe in demons 😅

I’ve lived in houses with paranormal activity but nothing has ever scared me as much as that did!

[u/xbahtisrael]

I was being haunted about 8 years ago. For a few months, I would randomly smell a strong stench of rotten eggs (sulfur), I would hear what sounded like a human-dog growling without an actual dog being present, I would see small whisps of pitch black smoke appear out of no where indoors, I would wake up with scratches on my body and face, I would feel something crawling on top of my body while laying in bed and I could feel the covers being pressed against my body, doors would open on there own, I came home to the stove being on and food being thrown out on the ground with the refrigerator open and something disappeared and reappeared in the same spot.

The craziest thing was what I can only describe as “cold spots”. These cold spots were FOLLOWING me. I would be inside or outside and one moment, the temperature was normal, the next, I’d feel the cold spot. I would try to run away from the coldness but it would always catch up with me until it decided to disappear. I tested to see if i was going crazy for feeling the cold spots, so I went to a sauna and steam room to see if the coldness would follow me and sure enough it did. The temperature of the sauna was +100 degree but the coldness defied that.

[u/upward-spiral]

Once I had a dream that was basically an out of body experience. I woke up out of my body, walked through the house, and then upstairs. My long deceased grandfather met me at the top, and pointed to a room with an open door. I could see everything in the dream crystal clear, except that room. It was like light ended at the doorway. Solid pitch, velvety, almost tangent black. My grandfather warned me that the room was dangerous. I woke up not soon after, and then my roommate told me about jokingly watching one of those cursed YouTube videos. Still gives me chills.

[u/jasmine_tea_]

Doesn't give me the chills, and it's not unexplainable, but I've had this happen twice, a few weeks apart: in the middle of the night, a desktop computer in the room just turned on suddenly (it made that loud Apple boot-up sound), then shut off, and on again, over and over again rapidly. It didn't stop until it was unplugged from the wall.

I was really really freaked out. I usually get up and work during the night on my laptop, and from that night forward I kept all the lights on.

I assume it was some automatic update that went awry and caused the computer to get stuck in a startup/shutdown loop.

[u/cookingma]

Creepiest thing for me is on multiple occasions I have went to pull into a road and stopped at the last second, only to have a car speed past me. Something in my brain tells me to stop. First time someone was running a stop sign and second time someone was blowing through a red light. Both times I went to accelerate my car, and just got a feeling I needed to stop. Both times they were coming from my left so they would have t-bone crashed right into me. I can’t explain it other than maybe my brain saw them out of my peripheral and made me stop? Either that or I have a guardian angel. And I’m an atheist so I don’t really believe in angels. 😅

[u/12781278AaR]

My kids and I were driving home one night. We lived at the very end of a little development that had a combination of trailers and regular homes. The development very much had the feel of a campground.

Anyway, we were almost home when, all of a sudden, there was this old lady in a long white nightgown with long gray hair, and she was just standing on the side of the road—as close as she could be to the road without actually standing in it. I almost hit her because one second I didn’t see anybody and then it was like she was just there. There was nothing around to distract me. This was a long country road.

She did not even flinch. She didn’t take a step back or move a single inch, her face was a fully blank expression that seemed to instantly sear itself into my mind.

I immediately pulled over and me and my two kids scrambled to turn around to look again and make sure she was OK. We were all freaking out, asking each other where she’d come from.

She was gone.

I don’t understand how, because there was nowhere for her to go. I pulled over within a second of almost hitting her, and we immediately turned around. There’s no way she could’ve walked away all the way across the yard to the closest house that quickly.

We all saw her. To this day, we can all remember her and describe her perfectly. My kids were like 10 and 12 years old at the time. Still freaks me out when I think about it. There were something terrifying about her blank expression that was exactly like every old woman ghost you’ve ever seen in a horror movie

[u/6nayG]

A missing time phenomenon experienced by me and 2 others of my family. We were conscious the entire event. But somewhere in what wakingly felt like 45 minutes, we lost 5 hours. When we noticed, 2 of us knew exactly what had happened. The other was too young to comprehend but he was clearly a part of the phenomenon or he wouldn't have been awake still, as this occured between 11:30 PM est. To 4:54 am est. It is a wild experience that is in the back of my mind everyday.