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Ghost-Age: What have you experienced that freaked you out?
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sp3ctr3
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Dont know if its ghost related but in the last couple of years ive noticed random street lights turning off when im near?
Like im driving down a road and right as im about to pass a lightpost it turns off and when ive past it, its turns back on again.
When i noticed that it happened frequently i wrote down date and time of the occurances. Always around 10-midnight and about once a month.
Like im driving down a road and right as im about to pass a lightpost it turns off and when ive past it, its turns back on again.
When i noticed that it happened frequently i wrote down date and time of the occurances. Always around 10-midnight and about once a month.
Ichabod
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When my cousin was a teenager (in the early 80s), he lived in an old plantation style house out in the middle of the countryside. From the rural highway turnoff, already a good 10 minutes outside of the nearest city, it took around 20 minutes of county road driving to reach his house--some of which was paved, but the majority was caliche. The landscape where he lived was a combination of expansive farmlands and heavily wooded thickets and there were enough back roads to get lost for days.
In his youth, he loved to go varmint hunting at night and would often hoof it through nearby woods with a lantern and his .22. He had a pet Akita that he would take with him on his hunting expeditions because it not only helped him track game but was also very protective and aggressive whenever it encountered a threat.
One night, he had finished hunting and decided to walk home by moonlight. Exiting the brush, he shut off his lantern and started walking down an old dirt road that he knew was only a few miles from his house. The night was black as pitch and the only light he had to guide him was cast from a full moon and stars. Aside from an occasional owl hoot and crickets, the night was more or less quiet. Tired from his expedition, he was content to enjoy the cool evening air and a nice, relaxing walk home.
Rifle slung on his shoulder, he and his dog were walking down a familiar dirt road when the Akita suddenly stopped and turned to look back the way they had come. He said the dog started whining and pacing nervously--which freaked him out because he had never seen the dog scared of anything. Hell, the damn thing regularly fought with his neighbor's bulls.
Worried they might be about to be attacked by a wild cat or coyote, he reached reached for his .22 and peered into the darkness. The road was flanked by woodland on either side but it was flat, and as his eyes adjusted to the night he could see a good distance up the way. Nothing. The Akita continued to pace and its whining grew louder by the moment.
As he tells the story, the Akita suddenly bolted, headed for the junction to the county road that led home. It was then he heard the chugging. From seeing old movies and the like, he said it sounded like an old model T was headed his way. Straining to see as far as possible, he saw it. An old model T, engine chugging and knocking, was bumbling down the old dirt road with no headlights on. He felt his veins run cold. He knew every farmer that lived in that countryside--he went to school with a lot of their kids--and not a single one owned an old model T.
He didn't wait for it to get any closer, my cousing threw his gun and lantern down and ran as fast as his legs could carry him all the way back home. For the next few weeks he asked everyone he knew if anyone knew about the model T but no one did, nor did anyone ever see it again.
In his youth, he loved to go varmint hunting at night and would often hoof it through nearby woods with a lantern and his .22. He had a pet Akita that he would take with him on his hunting expeditions because it not only helped him track game but was also very protective and aggressive whenever it encountered a threat.
One night, he had finished hunting and decided to walk home by moonlight. Exiting the brush, he shut off his lantern and started walking down an old dirt road that he knew was only a few miles from his house. The night was black as pitch and the only light he had to guide him was cast from a full moon and stars. Aside from an occasional owl hoot and crickets, the night was more or less quiet. Tired from his expedition, he was content to enjoy the cool evening air and a nice, relaxing walk home.
Rifle slung on his shoulder, he and his dog were walking down a familiar dirt road when the Akita suddenly stopped and turned to look back the way they had come. He said the dog started whining and pacing nervously--which freaked him out because he had never seen the dog scared of anything. Hell, the damn thing regularly fought with his neighbor's bulls.
Worried they might be about to be attacked by a wild cat or coyote, he reached reached for his .22 and peered into the darkness. The road was flanked by woodland on either side but it was flat, and as his eyes adjusted to the night he could see a good distance up the way. Nothing. The Akita continued to pace and its whining grew louder by the moment.
As he tells the story, the Akita suddenly bolted, headed for the junction to the county road that led home. It was then he heard the chugging. From seeing old movies and the like, he said it sounded like an old model T was headed his way. Straining to see as far as possible, he saw it. An old model T, engine chugging and knocking, was bumbling down the old dirt road with no headlights on. He felt his veins run cold. He knew every farmer that lived in that countryside--he went to school with a lot of their kids--and not a single one owned an old model T.
He didn't wait for it to get any closer, my cousing threw his gun and lantern down and ran as fast as his legs could carry him all the way back home. For the next few weeks he asked everyone he knew if anyone knew about the model T but no one did, nor did anyone ever see it again.
IamMattFox
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Street light interference phenomenon
I've heard other people say this happens to them.
I love when this thread pops up in October.
super-heated plasma
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weird.
AuthenticM
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This happened to me a lot when I was driving back from work at night some years ago.
I'm probably a skeptic when it comes to this stuff (never experience anything myself) but i'd love to, and i find it pretty fascinating.
My new job involves working through the night in a really big data centre/call centre that is usually staffed to about 2000, but at night there's only 20 of us and we're confined to a small room.
On my breaks i like to walk down to the big call centre and read sometimes, there's usually hundreds in this room and phones ringing all over the place, but at 1am there's just me and it's completely silent, it's so strange and eerie.
My new job involves working through the night in a really big data centre/call centre that is usually staffed to about 2000, but at night there's only 20 of us and we're confined to a small room.
On my breaks i like to walk down to the big call centre and read sometimes, there's usually hundreds in this room and phones ringing all over the place, but at 1am there's just me and it's completely silent, it's so strange and eerie.
sp3ctr3
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This happened on a variety of streets and parking lots. Imagine a long street thats busy during daytime but not as much at night, with lightposts along side of the road. It's only 1 light that goes out and back on as I pass.
Another example was an early morning around 6am. I was going to the bakery to pickup some fresh bread. Pulled into the parking lot and theres light posts all over the place. I parked underneath one and as I opened the door the light went off? Walked away and it came back on.
Here are a few recent stories of mine. As a preface, I believe we are constantly surrounded by spiritual activity. Both of a positive and negative nature. Everywhere we go. Sometimes that fluctuates and the scale tips further to good or bad depending on who you are and where you are.
So, earlier this year (before I moved, I am no longer in the house detailed here) I began to notice more and more strange things and feelings while in the house I was staying in. It was my friend's place, and I had been staying there for almost a year now. The strange feelings particularly resonated around the kitchen and stairway to the hall of bedrooms, which was in direct line of sight from the kitchen.
Every single time, EVERY single time, I would walk up the stairs to my room I would feel as though something crawled out of the kitchen and slinked up the stairs behind me. Following me to my room but stopping at the door. My room felt safe, with few exceptions (which I can also detail).
One night I was on my back porch with my girlfriend and her best friend. We were talking and just hanging out. Now the back porch looks directly into the kitchen via a window that sits just above the sink, which gives us an entire view of the kitchen.
As we were talking we each noticed each other looking off into the kitchen every now and then. eventually one of us made mention of it, and the subject of spirits came up because we each felt distracted by something through the window.
About ten minutes pass, and as we are talking I'm staring into the back yard which is, at this time of night, a dark void. It is forested and there are no lights to be seen. I turn to rejoin the conversation and look into the kitchen window.
I see the figure of a man standing at the far end of the kitchen (the kitchen light is on so I can see clearly). Whenever I think I see something, I like to immediately test what I think I've seen. So I immediately turn my head back to the yard to see if perhaps I was actually staring into a light or something that could have burned this temporary shape into my eyes.
But the yard was pitch black, with the lone source of light for us being through that window. And I turn back to the window, the figure is still there. In the same spot, looking exactly the same. I couldn't make out details because it looked dark gray like a shadow. But I could make out basic features such as eye pockets, where a nose was, as well as a mouth. And as I stared at it, it dissipated in a manner of which I can only describe as smoke clearing in all directions at once. Not as normal smoke does, drifting to one general direction, but scattering in every direction until it is gradually disappeared.
A few days later we blessed the house, and about a month later I moved.
I will take that image with me until the day I die.
Various other things had happened in that house, as well as the new place I've been living in.
Even my girlfriend's house, where I believe I saw something this morning just over the edge of the bed as we were waking up.
Again, I believe it is all around us at all times. Both good and bad. And I believe that if you are "open" to it, you will see things and experience things. The more skeptical you are, the more complacent you are, you will remain unaware unless something specifically wants to get your attention (but even then you will attempt to rationalize what can't always be rationalized). The bad ones, at least, want you to be complacent and live your life unaware. Which is why when you become open, things start happening in order to scare you into denial. I've seen THAT happen a lot.
Side note: I live in a city that was the site of countless deaths during the civil war. You throw a rock anywhere and someone died on that ground, or is buried there. And before even that, was essentially all slave worked farm land.
Just what I believe.
I'll share more later if you'd like.
So, earlier this year (before I moved, I am no longer in the house detailed here) I began to notice more and more strange things and feelings while in the house I was staying in. It was my friend's place, and I had been staying there for almost a year now. The strange feelings particularly resonated around the kitchen and stairway to the hall of bedrooms, which was in direct line of sight from the kitchen.
Every single time, EVERY single time, I would walk up the stairs to my room I would feel as though something crawled out of the kitchen and slinked up the stairs behind me. Following me to my room but stopping at the door. My room felt safe, with few exceptions (which I can also detail).
One night I was on my back porch with my girlfriend and her best friend. We were talking and just hanging out. Now the back porch looks directly into the kitchen via a window that sits just above the sink, which gives us an entire view of the kitchen.
As we were talking we each noticed each other looking off into the kitchen every now and then. eventually one of us made mention of it, and the subject of spirits came up because we each felt distracted by something through the window.
About ten minutes pass, and as we are talking I'm staring into the back yard which is, at this time of night, a dark void. It is forested and there are no lights to be seen. I turn to rejoin the conversation and look into the kitchen window.
I see the figure of a man standing at the far end of the kitchen (the kitchen light is on so I can see clearly). Whenever I think I see something, I like to immediately test what I think I've seen. So I immediately turn my head back to the yard to see if perhaps I was actually staring into a light or something that could have burned this temporary shape into my eyes.
But the yard was pitch black, with the lone source of light for us being through that window. And I turn back to the window, the figure is still there. In the same spot, looking exactly the same. I couldn't make out details because it looked dark gray like a shadow. But I could make out basic features such as eye pockets, where a nose was, as well as a mouth. And as I stared at it, it dissipated in a manner of which I can only describe as smoke clearing in all directions at once. Not as normal smoke does, drifting to one general direction, but scattering in every direction until it is gradually disappeared.
A few days later we blessed the house, and about a month later I moved.
I will take that image with me until the day I die.
Various other things had happened in that house, as well as the new place I've been living in.
Even my girlfriend's house, where I believe I saw something this morning just over the edge of the bed as we were waking up.
Again, I believe it is all around us at all times. Both good and bad. And I believe that if you are "open" to it, you will see things and experience things. The more skeptical you are, the more complacent you are, you will remain unaware unless something specifically wants to get your attention (but even then you will attempt to rationalize what can't always be rationalized). The bad ones, at least, want you to be complacent and live your life unaware. Which is why when you become open, things start happening in order to scare you into denial. I've seen THAT happen a lot.
Side note: I live in a city that was the site of countless deaths during the civil war. You throw a rock anywhere and someone died on that ground, or is buried there. And before even that, was essentially all slave worked farm land.
Just what I believe.
I'll share more later if you'd like.
KingHenrik30
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Please share more. I love this thread.
yeah, I don't have any stories to tell but I love reading them, by the way, is there any youtube channel or something with a set of nice spoken mystery/ghost/horror tales?
I dont know of any youtube channels but you might want to check out
Jim Harolds Campfire or Darkness Radio.
Jim Harolds Campfire has listeners call in to tell their ghost stories. Its always pretty entertaining even when the stories arent that great.
Darkness Radio is a nightly radio show based out of Minnesota that will typically have guests on to discuss paranormal things but on Mondays, they usually do Paranormal Stories Night where they will read emails and have callers tell stories.
triplestation
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Then who was phone ??????
super-heated plasma
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Great story. Thanks for sharing.
super-heated plasma
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bump in the night.
backflip10019
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I'll share a weird story that happened to my family before I was born.
My grandpa, who was a physician and army doctor, had been sick for a long time with a terminal disease. I'm not sure exactly what it was, but it's very rare and was relatively unknown at the time (around 30 years ago).
My family had been preparing for his death for a time since he had been in and out of the hospital for months at a time. They would stay at his side for some nights, and sleep at home others.
One night, my grandma had gone to bed late after coming back from the hospital. She went through her normal routine and fell asleep. In the middle of the night, she woke up suddenly and felt forced to sit straight up. She said she felt as if someone was hugging her with all his might, and she was unable to move for a few seconds. She looked around, and there was nobody there. Everything else in the room was normal.
She got a call from the hospital a few minutes later. They said that my grandpa had passed only moments ago.
My grandma still maintains that what she felt that night was him saying goodbye, one last hug from the man she loved.
My grandpa, who was a physician and army doctor, had been sick for a long time with a terminal disease. I'm not sure exactly what it was, but it's very rare and was relatively unknown at the time (around 30 years ago).
My family had been preparing for his death for a time since he had been in and out of the hospital for months at a time. They would stay at his side for some nights, and sleep at home others.
One night, my grandma had gone to bed late after coming back from the hospital. She went through her normal routine and fell asleep. In the middle of the night, she woke up suddenly and felt forced to sit straight up. She said she felt as if someone was hugging her with all his might, and she was unable to move for a few seconds. She looked around, and there was nobody there. Everything else in the room was normal.
She got a call from the hospital a few minutes later. They said that my grandpa had passed only moments ago.
My grandma still maintains that what she felt that night was him saying goodbye, one last hug from the man she loved.
super-heated plasma
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touching story. thanks for sharing.
super-heated plasma
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bump in the night.
I have no stories of my own but I'll repeat the story told to me by my brother in-law. Not really that scary compared to some of the stories here but I'll try and do my best with it.
To fully experience SpookyVision I need to give you some back story.
While he was still dating my sister, my brother in law must have been about 22, sharing an old house with another guy around the same age, both students at a local agricultural university. The place they were staying at was an old Australian style house on raised on stumps, not a "Queenslander" but similar, no patio/veranda. I'd been there a few times myself and it was a pretty basic place, walls, floor and a ceiling, no frills.
I found the place on Google Maps, still looks suitably decrepit.
So this place used to be the home of the workers who manned the train station/railway in the small town I grew up in. It was a rural area and the whole town was basically built around the train station when it was established so it was one of the oldest buildings in the town, at a guess over 100 years old. Now this style of building (raised, on stumps) can be basically lifted up onto a truck and relocated, which this one was. It had moved from in town to about 10k out of town into a tiny little town (pretty much consisting of a church, school and a couple of houses)
The interior of the house was pretty run down, everything was pretty much original bar electricity, even that had the old style metal light switches and external wiring (mounted on the wall rather than wired inside the wall). Even the kitchen had the space where the old wood stove had been.
There was 2 main events he told me about, I'm not sure what sequence they occurred in though. One event happened when my brother in law went to bed one night while his room-mate was out, he woke up late one night (around 1ish) to the sounds of his room-mate walking around the kitchen and the sounds of cooking, sizzling on a pan and plates/cutlery clanging about. Being students he thought it was a bit weird but he figured his room-mate had been out drinking and came home drunk deciding to cook something to eat.
He asked his room-mate the next day what he was doing cooking so late, his room-mate said it wasn't him, he'd been out and didn't get home until around 3.
The other incident occurred when my brother in law woke up to see a man in older style clothes and a hat standing in the door way, his bed pretty much sat directly opposite the door to the room. The room felt deathly cold as he man stood there for what my brother in law says felt like about a minute, he closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them the man was gone.
To fully experience SpookyVision I need to give you some back story.
While he was still dating my sister, my brother in law must have been about 22, sharing an old house with another guy around the same age, both students at a local agricultural university. The place they were staying at was an old Australian style house on raised on stumps, not a "Queenslander" but similar, no patio/veranda. I'd been there a few times myself and it was a pretty basic place, walls, floor and a ceiling, no frills.
I found the place on Google Maps, still looks suitably decrepit.
So this place used to be the home of the workers who manned the train station/railway in the small town I grew up in. It was a rural area and the whole town was basically built around the train station when it was established so it was one of the oldest buildings in the town, at a guess over 100 years old. Now this style of building (raised, on stumps) can be basically lifted up onto a truck and relocated, which this one was. It had moved from in town to about 10k out of town into a tiny little town (pretty much consisting of a church, school and a couple of houses)
The interior of the house was pretty run down, everything was pretty much original bar electricity, even that had the old style metal light switches and external wiring (mounted on the wall rather than wired inside the wall). Even the kitchen had the space where the old wood stove had been.
There was 2 main events he told me about, I'm not sure what sequence they occurred in though. One event happened when my brother in law went to bed one night while his room-mate was out, he woke up late one night (around 1ish) to the sounds of his room-mate walking around the kitchen and the sounds of cooking, sizzling on a pan and plates/cutlery clanging about. Being students he thought it was a bit weird but he figured his room-mate had been out drinking and came home drunk deciding to cook something to eat.
He asked his room-mate the next day what he was doing cooking so late, his room-mate said it wasn't him, he'd been out and didn't get home until around 3.
The other incident occurred when my brother in law woke up to see a man in older style clothes and a hat standing in the door way, his bed pretty much sat directly opposite the door to the room. The room felt deathly cold as he man stood there for what my brother in law says felt like about a minute, he closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them the man was gone.
Laughing Banana
Weeping Pickle
I... don't know if this qualifies as scary or funny, probably a little bit of both but,
Recently, where I work, a girl suffered what my co-workers firmly believe as possession. She's generally a shy person, but all of a sudden she yelled, screaming expletives, her body jolted and jerked like someone jacked her up with electricity, and... here's the funny/scary part: she suddenly spoke with multiple languages like French, Deutsch, and what I believe to be Germany.
This is from a girl who is not even fluent at basic/medium level of English.
She claimed she did not remember what happened after she was "awakened".
I don't know what to believe, witnessing that.
Recently, where I work, a girl suffered what my co-workers firmly believe as possession. She's generally a shy person, but all of a sudden she yelled, screaming expletives, her body jolted and jerked like someone jacked her up with electricity, and... here's the funny/scary part: she suddenly spoke with multiple languages like French, Deutsch, and what I believe to be Germany.
This is from a girl who is not even fluent at basic/medium level of English.
She claimed she did not remember what happened after she was "awakened".
I don't know what to believe, witnessing that.
super-heated plasma
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Sounds like she better get checked out by a mental health professional, at least to rule anything out.
backflip10019
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Friendly neighborhood bump for this thread.
super-heated plasma
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are you sayong there was no chair there before you went to bed?
Gemüsestäbchen
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Thanks so much Super-heated Plasma for keeping this going!
I guess its a bit lame to link to Reddit, but I love this topic too much and found a choice thread the other day that's a fun long read:
Creepiest "real life" stories
A couple of really fun stories that came out of that:
Clinton Road - haunted road in New Jersey
Winchester Mystery House
The house with no corners
I guess its a bit lame to link to Reddit, but I love this topic too much and found a choice thread the other day that's a fun long read:
Creepiest "real life" stories
A couple of really fun stories that came out of that:
Clinton Road - haunted road in New Jersey
Winchester Mystery House
The house with no corners
super-heated plasma
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thank you for being part of it!
super-heated plasma
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bump in the night.
super-heated plasma
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sometimes they bump in the day.
super-heated plasma
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bump in the night.
bigboss370
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once when I was a kid i was visited by a white skeletal shadow/entity late at night, it just came up to my bed to stare at me. scared the fuck out of me, I hid under the blankets hoping it didn't see me and went to sleep like that.
years later i saw a documentary or something of that nature on tv where another kid had the exact same thing happen to him.
years later i saw a documentary or something of that nature on tv where another kid had the exact same thing happen to him.
killer rin
Member
Man some of these are pretty freaky. I guess I'll share a story of some sort of Nightmare or... whatever it was. This was when I was around 6-8ish years old and it still gets me to this day how freaky it was. I'm just going to copy and paste the story I wrote on another forum when I was younger.
Funny thing is that I have never bothered to tell anyone about this dream other than when I posted it online. I dont even know where my brain managed to get all these violent acts from to put this dream together because as a kid I was one of the most innocent children you could ever know. Always polite, giving to the needy, I had never had a pet die on me yet, The only movies and television shows I had watched were childrens cartoons and I doubt I even realized things like Horror or Violence even existed.
Basically the dreams go off where I'm waking up, then go through a sped up hour then the demonic stuff happens, then I wake up and go through a sped up hour then demonic stuff happens sooner and then this will continue until its just me stuck in the bed trying to run away yet I can't because I'm paralyzed while I watch or listen to a demonic voice or presence walking towards me.
During these dreams I'll also be lucid and remember every instance of waking up so the end result is just be being completely terrified until I finally do wake up and from instincts leap out of the bed in a cold sweat and almost in tears.
Of course, these likely have nothing to do with ghosts, but while reading this thread I noticed people sharing freaky dreams or dreams with demons in them so I thought I might as well share.
Funny thing is that I have never bothered to tell anyone about this dream other than when I posted it online. I dont even know where my brain managed to get all these violent acts from to put this dream together because as a kid I was one of the most innocent children you could ever know. Always polite, giving to the needy, I had never had a pet die on me yet, The only movies and television shows I had watched were childrens cartoons and I doubt I even realized things like Horror or Violence even existed.
Other than this though, every now and then I'll run into nightmares where its like some demonic being or a ghost chasing me through a building which is a mix of places I have been to put into one.
Basically the dreams go off where I'm waking up, then go through a sped up hour then the demonic stuff happens, then I wake up and go through a sped up hour then demonic stuff happens sooner and then this will continue until its just me stuck in the bed trying to run away yet I can't because I'm paralyzed while I watch or listen to a demonic voice or presence walking towards me.
During these dreams I'll also be lucid and remember every instance of waking up so the end result is just be being completely terrified until I finally do wake up and from instincts leap out of the bed in a cold sweat and almost in tears.
Of course, these likely have nothing to do with ghosts, but while reading this thread I noticed people sharing freaky dreams or dreams with demons in them so I thought I might as well share.
super-heated plasma
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thanks for sharing. sounds terrifying.
super-heated plasma
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bump in the night.
super-heated plasma
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day bumpage.
IamMattFox
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You should start up a new thread. It can be intimidating opening one this large.
Wind's Howling
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Sitting downstairs behind the computer in the afternoon and feeling something 'brushing' my hair. At first I just touched my hair, thinking it was nothing. Then it happened for the second and third time. Needless to say I panicked and ran up the flight of stairs and looked down to see if I could see something.
Took me days before I could finally sit there again.
Took me days before I could finally sit there again.
super-heated plasma
Member
Ah, yes. I saw that thread. And there are too many good stories in this thread to abandon for a new one.
super-heated plasma
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bump in the night.
CyclopsRock
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I don't believe in ghosts in any way, but the closest thing to me was when I moved into my first university house with some friends. We had a few days getting used to the place, working out where to store everything when we realised the little utility room had it's own small attic. We pulled open the cover and got a small ladder inside and it was all carpeted up there, with a light and power sockets and all sorts. We all squeezed in there and stayed chatting about all the cool stuff we could use the space for, and we noticed that all the insulation in the roof was all padded with newspapers. I pulled a few out and they were mostly just copies of the local newspaper from a few years ago except for one - which was the previous days The Sun. We had been living there for several days at this point, and none of us even knew it was there til that day. I can only assume we had a ghost that did boring household chores like insulation.
super-heated plasma
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if you gotta have a ghost in the house, at least hes handy.
The Last Wizard
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Great thread, had to wait till I had a full house during the day to read. I learnt my lesson reading the creepy thread at night
I don't have much, but one of my experiences was when I was a kid on vacation in Hampton, Virginia. I had fallen out of bed during the middle of the night and saw a white figure walk form my hotel room window towards the hotel hallway. Just walked straight out, my mom woke up and said something to me, to the lines of are you ok or what was wrong with me. I had. Always thought it was a ghost but thinking back I possibly was hallunicating since falling out of bed jolted me awake.
Another thing though not really a ghost experience, I had been out with friends and got in the house late and was tired as heck so I decided to skip the shower and just crash on bed. I did that and I wake up maybe 10 or so minutes later in the shower, naked and water running. Was creepy, but looking back on that it's possible I had sleep walked and did all that. It's weird cause before that I've never had anything like that happen to me, no cases of sleepwalking.
I don't have much, but one of my experiences was when I was a kid on vacation in Hampton, Virginia. I had fallen out of bed during the middle of the night and saw a white figure walk form my hotel room window towards the hotel hallway. Just walked straight out, my mom woke up and said something to me, to the lines of are you ok or what was wrong with me. I had. Always thought it was a ghost but thinking back I possibly was hallunicating since falling out of bed jolted me awake.
Another thing though not really a ghost experience, I had been out with friends and got in the house late and was tired as heck so I decided to skip the shower and just crash on bed. I did that and I wake up maybe 10 or so minutes later in the shower, naked and water running. Was creepy, but looking back on that it's possible I had sleep walked and did all that. It's weird cause before that I've never had anything like that happen to me, no cases of sleepwalking.
super-heated plasma
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thanks for sharing.
This just happened to me on Saturday....
I went for a morning walk around 7:30 AM. Its cold enough outside that the ground has frost and a lot of windows were foggy and lightly frosted.
Im about 10 minutes in when a taxi driver stops to warn me of a black bear that he literally just saw cross the road where I was headed. I didnt want to come face to face with it so I changed course and decided to walk the other path that I typically go.
On this path, theres a very small section that leads behind a few houses and into a crappy looking alley next to a tattoo parlor. This section always weirds me out because its also next to the house of some older man who rarely comes outside but its so, so short so I never really mind walking through it.
So I make my way through the alley and I notice the lower level door to the tattoo parlor is foggy but in a weird way. Everything else was fogged up almost evenly across the entire glass but this door had this space where there was no fog at all. It caught my eye so I just stared at it as I walked by...when all of a sudden I see this face of a really old woman all wrinkled up move into this unfogged space and right back out...almost like she was in a rocking chair and just pushed herself in and out. She didnt look "ghostly" either.....she looked like a real person. My heart stopped and I quickly sped up to get the fuck out of that alley.
Its not really a scary story as it could have just been some simple old lady but it just freaked me right out.
I went for a morning walk around 7:30 AM. Its cold enough outside that the ground has frost and a lot of windows were foggy and lightly frosted.
Im about 10 minutes in when a taxi driver stops to warn me of a black bear that he literally just saw cross the road where I was headed. I didnt want to come face to face with it so I changed course and decided to walk the other path that I typically go.
On this path, theres a very small section that leads behind a few houses and into a crappy looking alley next to a tattoo parlor. This section always weirds me out because its also next to the house of some older man who rarely comes outside but its so, so short so I never really mind walking through it.
So I make my way through the alley and I notice the lower level door to the tattoo parlor is foggy but in a weird way. Everything else was fogged up almost evenly across the entire glass but this door had this space where there was no fog at all. It caught my eye so I just stared at it as I walked by...when all of a sudden I see this face of a really old woman all wrinkled up move into this unfogged space and right back out...almost like she was in a rocking chair and just pushed herself in and out. She didnt look "ghostly" either.....she looked like a real person. My heart stopped and I quickly sped up to get the fuck out of that alley.
Its not really a scary story as it could have just been some simple old lady but it just freaked me right out.
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Ghosts AND black bears all in the same morning. Yikes!
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