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I don't know. I think I am tied on a few that really creep me out. Makes me want a proton pack. :lolPiecesOfEight said:Damn man, out of all the stories on this thread, this one creeps me out the most.
I don't know. I think I am tied on a few that really creep me out. Makes me want a proton pack. :lolPiecesOfEight said:Damn man, out of all the stories on this thread, this one creeps me out the most.
super-heated plasma said:I don't know. I think I am tied on a few that really creep me out. Makes me want a proton pack. :lol
super-heated plasma said:Being rational is great. I would like to think I'm a very rational person. However, being rational and so closed minded you are not open to possibilities is completely different. Maybe most of these stories can be explained, and maybe they are bullshit, but they are fun to read and make a great thread, while at the same time letting people see that there may be more to the life than the "I only believe if if I see it with my own two eyes" mentality everyone has now a days.
Hume said:When anyone tells me, that he saw a dead man restored to life, I immediately consider with myself, whether it be more probable, that this person should either deceive or be deceived, or that the fact, which he relates, should have really happened. I weigh the one miracle against the other; and according to the superiority, which I discover, I pronounce my decision, and always reject the greater miracle. If the falsehood of the testimony would be more miraculous, than the event which he relates; then, and not till then, can he pretend to command my belief or opinion.
Crayon said:I was 12 I think, and was home alone. It was the middle of the day and nothing out of the ordinary was going on. I heard a bedroom door slam pretty hard and figured it was the wind because that happened alot. But then I heard it again. And again. That was weird because with one good slam a door should be latched.
So I went to the door in question an took a look at it. It was fully closed and latched. But then I got a chill, and felt very afraid. Right then, all the doors in the two story house started opening and slamming shut violently. All at once.
I ran downstairs, towards the front door.... which opened itself as I ran towards it.... ran out and down the street for three blocks.
Lionheart1827 said:I've told this story many times before and people always would get skeeved out when I tell it, even I do just thinking about it now. Not really a ghost story per se, but it totally screwed with my head.
Anyway, when I was in my freshman year of highschool, I think around 2000-2001 or so, it was summer time and I remember my room would get super hot and usually I'd have my fan on but it broke. So I go to sleep with my window open(there's a screen on the other side of the glass). I remember having a dream that I was behind a killer with a huge knife chasing a girl in a dark forest, and I remember saying to myself "come on girl just keep on running, keep on fucking running, dont look back just run!" Eventually the girl trips and falls, and the killer catches up to her. He raises the knife and is about to stab her in the chest, and right as its about to hit her I wake up in a cold sweat, and all of a sudden, I hear the most blood-curdling scream of a girl in the distance outside my window.
It was in the distance but you definitely hear it wasn't just a normal scream. I remember I shut my window so damn hard and closed the blinds, turned my light on and watched TV for the rest of the night. In the morning I was watching the news and a girl had been murdered in my neighborhood, I didn't know her since she was from another town, but it totally messed me up.
I will never ever forget that, and the same day I went out and got a new fan, and I never sleep with the window open anymore.
super-heated plasma said:nothing else ever happened in the house?
I half expected him to say: These UFO may be here to blow us...........up.Eteric Rice said:
Sol.. said:man everybody has some interesting stories.
All i have is a few weird noises and my dead grandpa helping me find classic porn in his stash.
Sol.. said:man everybody has some interesting stories.
All i have is a few weird noises and my dead grandpa helping me find classic porn in his stash.
lennedsay said:One time at the end of a ghost tour in this little town, I walked up to this tiny fenced-in cemetery with only 2 or 3 headstones. Everybody else was lingering around or looking at other things, so I was walking by myself. As I was walking up to the fence, I heard the metal gate open and slam shut, but it never opened. And 2 seconds later I felt someone run into me and their shoulder hit mine. My friends literally watched me fly back a few feet. It was some fucked up repugnant shit.
People came to my grandma for psychic readings and shit, so I've seen a lot of shit. Let's just say I have the propensity to experience this type of shit because I was taught to be open to it.
Count Dookkake said:I experienced a phantom once.
I took a crap, but when I looked down there was nothing in the bowl!
Jack Scofield said:It's kind of hard to explain, but I know that if I hear a sound when I'm asleep, for the briefest of moments the same sound will be present in my dream, only it's attributed to something else. It's almost as if my subconscious hears the sound and shoehorns it into my dream somehow.
Maybe the same thing happened to you? You heard the scream while you were asleep, your brain created a story behind the scream, and you woke up?
Wow, that is such a sweet story. Wait a minute, they're supposed to be scary, are they not?!MobiusPigeon said:I was really close to one of my old managers at work. she had lupus. we had gotten so close that she started calling me her son after awhile. I could ask her about anything, be silly with her, whatever. she was great. she started getting really sick but would still come to work and still try to remain as happy as possible even tho she was in lots of pain.
One day she was sitting at her desk doing something and i snuck up on her and popped a balloon. It scared the shit out of her but she thought it was so funny. She told me she would "get me". Not too long after that, maybe 2 months she passed away. She was very religious and had no fears whatsoever of dying. She'd always say he'll take me when he's ready.
At her funeral I was afraid to see her in her casket. I was sad, teary and didnt know what to expect but when i saw her it was so strange. It wasnt her laying there. It was just her body. A shell. All i could do was smile. I dont know why but i felt at ease.
Not even 2 weeks later I'm coming up the stairs after work to check my mail. got mail, turn around back toward the door what i just came thru and there was a balloon. Just floating in one spot. Not up, not down, eye level. I thought for a second ok where the F did that come from? Then i remembered the balloon from a couple months back and giggled and smiled. and as i did it started to slowly float up. She had gotten me just like she said she would.
Eteric Rice said:Okay, here's one of my own.
I was at my grandmother's house, watching some TV (was probably like 11pm) and all of a sudden, out of the hallway something made of a bunch of different colors walked out, looked at me (while walking), and then walked through my grandma's wall. It happened so fast I didn't even have time to be scared, my reaction was more like "Wtf..."
I went and checked my grandma to see if she was okay (it walked through the wall into her room). She was fine.
To give you an idea of what it looked like. Have you ever stared at a light bulb and then look away? You know that weird effect you can still see after? It was like that, accept made of a bunch of 'em.
Was weird.
meppi said:Those sleep paralysis stories are very interesting to me as I seem to suffer from something in the same vein, but in a different manner.
I've had this for many years now and I even remember having one of these "dreams" when I was no older than 6-9 or so.
What happens to me is that I seem to wake up in the middle of the night and I'm in my bed, but I am still experiencing things that are obviously dreams.
The best way I can describe this is that I'm half awake and still half asleep.
I can see everything clearly and have complete control over what I do.
So I see everything around me like it actually is in reality, but at the same time it's like there's a dream layer on top of that, where all kinds of weird stuff is happening.
These vary from piles of snakes in my room, to spiders (huge ones or the regular big sized ones), to colored lights zipping through my room from outside and pass through walls and any other object that's in their way.
For some dumb reason I remember that I had to avoid those light touching me or something very bad would happen. :-/
There have been so many of these instances that they all blur together and I can't seem to accurately recall most of them after a couple of weeks.
There have been spirits/monsters/beasts/etc.
But the one constant is that I do experience these things as real life until 10-15 minutes afterwards, when I get back to 100% awake and 0% sleeping, or whatever it is that is going on with me.
I often throw my blankets over "them" and jolt out of bed as quickly as possible, scrambling to turn on the TV or get to the door to turn on the lights.
Sometimes even taking my bed covers with me when I "escape" my room only to fully wake up several minutes later in another room thinking: "oh boy, it was one of those again..." before heading back to bed.
My mother always said I used to sleepwalk all the time when I was living at home, but I'm not sure if it can be considered sleepwalking when you know exactly what you have done and where you were going.
These used to freak me out in the beginning but after so many instances I guess you get more used to them...sort of anyway.
I have told this to a couple of other people before, at the risk of being ridiculed. Simply because my curiosity about these things and the possibility of finding others who have these experiences as well outweighs the possibility of them thinking I'm nuts.
The one I still remember from almost 25 years ago was that I woke up in the middle of the night and was compelled to go to the living room. This was in the old house we lived in so the living room was on the second floor.
I sat down on a chair besides the window and looked outside as I heard howling. Beneath on the driveway were 3 raging wolves trying to get to me, jumping up against the wall trying to claw their way up, getting higher and higher.
My screams woke up my mom and she came to get me out of there and back to bed.
One of the most interesting ones for me lately happened 2 years ago.
I woke up in the middle of the night again and knew someone or something was in my room.
Now I live alone and my cat sleeps downstairs, so that's quite unusual.
Instead of turning on the tv to have some light I can only find my cellphone, so I try to light the room with the tiny, badly lit screen (think old DS screen).
What I see is a figure of a woman with long dark hair and some kind of nightgown I suppose crawling on her hands and knees from the door which is closed, to behind my bed.
Now my closet has one door with a full sized mirror, so as she disappears behind my bed I look into the mirror and see her crawl a bit further.
At this point, and I don't have a clue why I didn't freak out, and my honest to God reaction was: "I can see you..." in a drawn out voice (but in Dutch) before I laid down again and went back to sleep.
This occurrence freaked my best friend out much more than myself when I told him at work the day after.
I somehow found it funny that I would react in such a way when seeing something like that.
I guess I have had too many weird experiences already...
Now the thing that really did freak me out was when I was watching the movie A Tale of Two Sisters about a year later.
There's this one scene in the one girl's bedroom with a woman crawling from behind her bed that reminded me almost exactly to what I had witnessed before.
The thing is at the time I had that experience I hadn't seen a scary movie in a long, long time, and I'm absolutely positive that I had never seen a trailer of the film or anything like that before.
And like I've said, many strange things have happened in this house in the last decade and a half that I lived here.
One night when I was watching tv, I got a call. Turn down the sound from the TV and continue the conversation, all of a sudden I hear shattering of glass coming from the bathroom.
My first thought is that my cat knocked something over, but he's laying besides me on the couch, freaked out even more than I am from the noise.
So I go into the bathroom and find that the glass bowl which surrounds the ceiling lamp has fallen down, and is broken in pieces.
The weird part is that it didn't just fall out as it's a screw in bowl, instead the whole ring seems to have cracked unevenly all around and the bottom part just fell down.
Could have been from the difference in temperature that made the glass crack, but it was there for 13 years without any trouble and the light hadn't been tuned on all day.
Another instance occurred when I was lying in bed late at night, around half past 12 I figure, playing Picross with my headphones on. So I'm fully awake for this.
All of a sudden I hear a continuous sound coming from the corner in my room at the side of the outward wall, 2nd floor, since it keeps getting louder, I take of the headphones to see if it's actually coming from there.
I shine the light of my DSL into the corner, but can't see anything there.
So I sit there with my back against the wall in bed, waiting for the sound to stop.
It sounds somewhat like the sounds the mother makes in the movie Ju-on (yeah, I know :-/ ), but more mechanical or something.
Now I have a satellite outside which can be turned, but the motor doesn't make a sound like that at all.
So against better judgement I decide to go to the window and I open the drapes as quickly as possible, and all of a sudden the sound is gone.
I open up the window and peak around the corner, but there's nothing there.
Haven't heard it again ever since.
And then there are the nightmares...
Believing one paranormal thing can exist doesn't necessitate believing all supposed paranormal things exist.MagicJackBauer said:Can you believe in ghosts but not believe in God?
Zeke said:so hear a sigh at the foot of your bed and you pull the sheets over your head and try to sleep? Wtf what if that was actually someone in room getting ready to smash your head in.
It may have been an extradimensional being (some sort of alien?)Eteric Rice said:Okay, here's one of my own.
I was at my grandmother's house, watching some TV (was probably like 11pm) and all of a sudden, out of the hallway something made of a bunch of different colors walked out, looked at me (while walking), and then walked through my grandma's wall. It happened so fast I didn't even have time to be scared, my reaction was more like "Wtf..."
I went and checked my grandma to see if she was okay (it walked through the wall into her room). She was fine.
To give you an idea of what it looked like. Have you ever stared at a light bulb and then look away? You know that weird effect you can still see after? It was like that, accept made of a bunch of 'em.
Was weird.
Fuck! That sounds EXACTLY like Mothman!Zeke said:so you hear a sigh at the foot of your bed and you pull the sheets over your head and try to sleep? Wtf what if that was actually someone in room getting ready to smash your head in.
Edit: My cousin told me a story that he says happened to him. My aunt and uncle live way in the country so when night time hits its dark as hell. Well my cousin was driving back home and he was going down some dirt road hauling ass. He said his headlights caught two red dots in the distance and when he got closer he said they turned out to be eyes. Well he slams on his brakes as this figure comes into view. He tells me whatever this thing was leaps right over the truck. When he comes to a dead stop he looks back and sees this thing with its legs going thro the bed of truck. Needless to say he hits the gas hauls ass home. He said whatever it was it looked like it was seven or eight feet tall. His truck at that time was an isuzu pup its a pretty small pickup. To this day I believe him only because my cousin isn't the type to BS people about stuff or make up crazy stories. Guy's an eagle scout and was a Sargent in the army guy is tough as nails.
On November 15, 1966, two young, married couples from Point Pleasant, David and Linda Scarberry and Steve and Mary Mallette, were traveling late at night in the Scarberrys' car. They were passing the West Virginia Ordnance Works, an abandoned World War II TNT factory, about seven miles north from Point Pleasant, in the 2,500 acre (10 km²) McClintic Wildlife Station, when they noticed two red lights in the shadows by an old generator plant near the factory gate. They stopped the car, and reportedly discovered that the lights were the glowing red eyes of a large animal, "shaped like a man, but bigger, maybe six and a half or seven feet tall, with big wings folded against its back", according to Roger Scarberry. Terrified, they drove toward Route 62, where the creature supposedly chased them
pitt_norton said:I've got a ton of stories to share. Some from myself, others from friends and relatives...
... for now I'll share an experience from myself when I was living at a sharehouse at a beachside community. By the time this incident happened, I was the only person living there... the other 4 people had randomly moved out to new places or even countries.
It was 1am in the morning. I was wide awake in bed propped up on a pillow, reading a novel. Feeling sleepy was a good hour or so away. Casually as I was turning to the next page a loud BANG!!! erupted from a downstairs room. The house literally felt the shake of the impact. It sounded like something quite heavy like a fridge had been flung onto the floor.
"What the fuck was that?!" I said obviously startled, "... Ah fuck. I'm gonna have to check this out." So I went to the kitchen to find a weapon incase it was intruders. All I could find was a wooden spoon - so I held that pointy end up!
Room by room I had to switch on the lights to check if anybody was in there, leaving the room the noise came from last... as I was dreading going in there the most.
The time came and I switched on the light to that room. Nothing! It was completely empty just as the roommate left it! Nothing was there to indicate that something had been pushed over to cause that crashing sound... I was slightly relieved.
I came back to my bedroom after turning off the lights, deciding I should get to sleep. I turn off the bedroom light and as I adjust to my sleeping position I hear a breathy "sigh" let out from the corner of the room - just feet away from my bed and my head...
"Ah fuck..." I put my head under the blanket like a kid and forced myself to pretend that just didn't happen.