We’d like to think that the world makes sense. That there are nounexplainablemysteries and even the most bizarre occurrence has a logical explanation. Yet 67% of Americanssaythey have had a paranormal experience of some sort.Whether it’s hearing a voice, feeling a presence, or just having a premonitory encounter with a stranger, most of us have probably had some sort of amysterious experience.People online have their fair share of weird experiences as well, as many folkssharedtheir personal stories in these twothreads. From precognitive dreams to seeing strange objects in the sky – these stories might interest even the biggest skeptics.This post may includeaffiliate links.
We’d like to think that the world makes sense. That there are nounexplainablemysteries and even the most bizarre occurrence has a logical explanation. Yet 67% of Americanssaythey have had a paranormal experience of some sort.
Whether it’s hearing a voice, feeling a presence, or just having a premonitory encounter with a stranger, most of us have probably had some sort of amysterious experience.
People online have their fair share of weird experiences as well, as many folkssharedtheir personal stories in these twothreads. From precognitive dreams to seeing strange objects in the sky – these stories might interest even the biggest skeptics.
This post may includeaffiliate links.
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My mother passed away in 2008. When she finally passed and “gave up the ghost”, my 2 brothers and I were all holding onto her and doing our best to comfort her. At the foot of the bed both my dog, and her dog, both Jack Russell’s, were both very still and staring at her and when she finally passed both dogs heads went up and over to the corner ceiling. They were in complete unison as they watched something go up and out of that bedroom. I’m not a religious person, but I find comfort in what I saw that afternoon.
I came out of a store one day and turned the corner to see a crow trying to read a paper-back novel on a park bench. He was perched on the bench, turning pages with his beak. When he noticed me staring, he hopped away like I caught him red-handed, and took flight a moment later. Ended up getting a tattoo of a crow reading a book because the incident left such an impression on me. No one really seems to believe me, but dude, corvids are f*****g smart. I figure it was either imitating a person, or trying to harvest the pages for a nest, but either way, strange experience.
One of my brothers and I remember this as clear as day. Our older two brothers were at camp (math or robotics, they’re nerds) and our neighbor was watching us as our parents had to leave abruptly. She turned the tv on and started to flip through pages of magazines. My brother said he needed to use the restroom and somehow didn’t come downstairs for a while and so I went looking for him. I found him having a conversation with our grandma in the guest bedroom. I was surprised to see her cos I didn’t know she was visiting us that day. The neighbor called out our names and so we told our grandma that we’d see her later and went downstairs. Our parents had just walked in and the neighbor was telling them what we did that evening and then she left. My brother goes, “We didn’t even know grandma was home this whole time”. Our parents look at us visibly shaken and then they proceed to tell us that they were at the hospital where grandma passed.I am 38 and my brother is in his 40s. To this day we swear it was true. We saw our grandma and talked to her at our home while she lay on her deathbed at the hospital. It’s been 30 years since she passed.
One of my earliest memories is being in a Blockbuster looking at the back wall of new releases. I was there with a bunch of teammates for a slumber party a few towns over. I was looking at the wall of movies and suddenly has this weird deja vu feeling that the boy standing to my left was going to come up and talk to me and tell me about a movie I was looking at. I hadn’t seen his face yet in real life but I saw it in the “vision” if you will. After the deja vu passed the boy turned and did exactly that, his face was the same as what I had just seen in my head. He picked up a movie that had Rosie O’Donald on the cover and told me that I should check out that one because he saw it the weekend before and it was really good. He was a few years older than me and really cute so of course I grabbed it from his hand and said a quick thanks and ran to my friends, completely freaked out at what just happened. I never had deja vu or anything like that happen again.Fast forward 12 years later and I was standing in the same Blockbuster with my then boyfriend who I met in college. He had grown up in that same town and I was spending the night for the first time at his parent’s house. We had been dating for a little over a year at that time. We were browsing together and trying to agree on a movie and he started telling me this story of how he scared a little girl while trying to be nice at that same Blockbuster when he was younger. I immediately had a weird fuzzy feeling and asked him if the movie had Rosie O’Donald on the cover and he looked at me freaked out and said yes it did. After a there-is-no-way-that’s-possible discussion in the aisles of Blockbuster, we got our movie and left thinking maybe it was just a weird coincidence because of course it had to be. When I walked into his parents house I saw that his mom had gotten out old photo albums for me to see and sure enough there was the same boy I saw in that Blockbuster. We looked up the Rosie O’Donald movie that night and it was the same cover we bother remembered. We’ve been married for 15 years, have four kids together.
My husband and I were coming back home after college and he turned to look into our next-door neighbor’s patio. It was piled to the top of the fence with years of junk and garbage. He loudly exclaimed that it was a fire hazard. He huffed and started going on about a negligent HOA, and how they would hate to have to pay to fix everything. It wasn’t something he’d ever brought up before. I had honestly never even thought of it as a fire hazard, just a nuisance.He refused to sleep. ASMR wasn’t working. He had intense anxiety all night. I fell asleep first, but I’m guessing he eventually did too.We woke up to our dog screaming at flames at 4 am. She saved everyones lives.Our neighbors had gone out to smoke at 10 pm and both threw their cigs into their junk pile, as they had done for years. But that is the time it went up in flames.I later asked him about why he had announced it was a fire hazard, just hours before the fire. He shrugged and told me that something felt wrong.A few months later during finals week, he woke me up in the middle of the night and demanded I take my final test right then. He would not take no for an answer. He woke his brother up and made us both coffee. He then monitored us and made sure we had everything submitted and every test taken. He let us go back to sleep at around 6 am.I thought he was just being a di**head, but when we were all fully awake at a normal hour he just shrugged and told me that he had a gut feeling and that it hadn’t gone away yet.Hours later, I was gaming when the wifi cut out.The same neighbors who had started the fire cut our wifi wires with our stolen gardening sheers. He was grinning at us from his patio. He asked us how our finals were going. It took 2 weeks for them to fix the wires and for us to have working wifi again. My husband saved all of our grades that day.
Like other people I occasionally have very prophetic dreams. They always are about something tragic but I’ll describe my most vivid one.About 5 years ago I had a dream I was in a horrible 3 car accident with my then-gf and my younger brother. The car was totaled, there was smoke, my gf and my brother went to the hospital and I that I died because I was pierced through the head with some sort of rod.Fast forward 2 years later, and my brother and I get a ride from girlfriend to go to a graduation party for a mutual friend. Gf pulls out into an intersection. I immediately recognize everything from the dream and I flinch to the left. Everything goes black for me for a few seconds after that, but when I regain consciousness I look around and see the exact same scene as in my dream except I lived. The car we were in was totaled. There was smoke from the other two cars involved and a rod that went through the windshield about 6 inches to the right of my head.It was the most intense moment of my life. Since then I have always kept track of my dreams and paid very close attention to them.
I can smell if someone is sick. To me it seems like your body gives off a specific smell when it is fighting something.
For at least 15 years now I will occasionally – maybe 2 or 3 times a month – mistakenly think I see someone I know when walking around. Then, within the next few minutes I will actually see that person.It’s frequent enough that I call it now; I’ll be like, “is that Jon? Nope, not Jon. But I bet I’ll see him in the next 10 minutes”; and then I do.I don’t read into it at all. It’s just an odd little quirk in my life.
On a boat, trolling for yellowtail amidst a school of dolphin about 4 miles off San Diego (dolphin are too smart to take lures, aren’t shy near small boats, and feed on the same bait schools as yellowtail and tuna, so it’s strategic to follow them). As if cued, all ~50-75 dolphins simultaneously stopped jumping and disappeared into the depths for about 30 seconds. Immediate, unnerving quiet. With great fanfare, they all suddenly burst out of the water in a near-perfect row about a football field wide, and for a while, synchronized jumps ahead of our boat. Then they were gone. Showing off for my dad and I? Normal behavior? Who knows, but it was awesome.
I had a dream when I was a teenager.We lived on the hillside overlooking the city. I was standing on our terrace just watching the world die. Water covered most of the city. What wasn’t drowned was burning, pillars of smoke covered the horizon. But oddly enough it was serene. You couldn’t hear screaming or choas, just tinders snapping like a campfire along the shore. It smelled like the sea too.Then I looked to my right, and there was my dad. To his right, was my paternal grandmother. They both just smiled a sad smile which made me realize that I couldn’t move. We were stuck standing in mud.I woke up after that.After breakfast, I didn’t say anything until my dad and I were the only ones left at the table. I asked him if he had a dream last night. He described the exact same thing and he said he saw me too.Later on that day, my dad, who had checked in with my grandmother, said that she had the exact same dream.
I grew up in Texas, close to Louisiana. I was around 11 and playing on my grandmother’s driveway with my little sister and cousin. A “bird” (or something of the sort) flew over the driveway, which was wide enough for two vehicles, and it’s shadow covered the entire width of the driveway plus several feet on each side. My grandmother began screaming at me to grab the babies. She and I each grabbed a child and ran inside. She was pale and trembling and I asked her what is was. She said she didn’t know and had never seen anything that size. My grandmother is very rational and non dramatic. To this day, I’m not sure what flew over her driveway. I think about it once a month.
We live in a small town, and my daughter and I were making a quick trip to get some crickets for her gecko. The store is at the end of the road, about 2 city blocks from a park.On the way there, the entire length of the park was road construction. It was bad. We sat and sat, there was a traffic director, cones, etc. Got to the pet store, I waited in the car and she ran in, got crickets, came out. Less than 5 minutes. The only way to get home was through the construction, and we were complaining how it sucked but…it was gone. Zero sign of there ever being construction there.She and I are still completely baffled.
When I was in 5th grade a friend gifted me a hardcover copy of all three Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark volumes in one book. This book quickly became my most prized possession, so I wrote my name inside the front cover just in case I ever lost it at school.At some point I took my book with me to my dad’s house for the weekend; which is in another city about an hour away from where I lived with my mom. I had left it at my dad’s house that weekend and I guess I just forgot to ever bring it back home with me. Well eventually my dad moved into a new home and I figured my book mistakenly got thrown out. I was very sad about it but accepted my reality lol.Fast forward a few years to 8th grade. I make a new friend in one of my classes and we become very close very fast. I was hanging out at his house one day and decided to look through the books on his bookshelf. I see a copy of Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark, the same one I had that contained all three books in one. I pull it out saying to my friend “wow I used to have a copy of this too no way!” I opened the front cover and right there at the top was my name exactly how I wrote it back in 5th grade. My friend had absolutely no recollection of where that book came from.
On multiple occasions spanning at least 15 years, I’ve had people tell me I had been speaking fluent Spanish in my sleep. Took some classes sporadically in school but I’ve never been fluent, barely conversational level, in waking life.
When I was about 9 or 10 I was on a holiday in a area we have never been before. On the first day my dad and I went for a walk in the forest. We got lost and he wanted to go back. But I knew the way. I gave him a realy detailed discription on how to get back. I knew it because I dreamt about it the night before. I could descripe the bridge and a big tree further down the road like I had been there before.I am sure there is a logical explanation for this but I cannot explain it.
Was driving home one day on a fairly rural two lane highway. Suddenly a fireball explodes in midair out of nowhere. It was large, like the size of a two story house. Just a flash of fire in a sphere and then gone without smoke a few seconds later. There were four other cars close enough to have seen it. All of us pulled off the road. Some got out of their cars. I decided it best not to linger and drove away. No idea to this day.
I was driving home one night, a little under a year ago, and the sky turned completely white for about 8 seconds. Mind you it was completely clear, no clouds or any kind of moisture in the atmosphere or anything. And it wasnt just one spot either, it was the same, uniform stark white everywhere from every direction up to the horizon. But besides the sky nothing else had changed, everything else on the ground was the same exact shade, coloring and shadowing as it had before. It was as if some one had inverted the colors of the sky and only the sky. Then it just… changed back, it didn’t dim or fade, it just switched to black. Still f***s me up and actually made me go see a neurologist, he said everything was fine, no signs of a stroke or aneurysm or anything.
My (ex boyfriend) and I were in Idaho vacationing with his parents and grandparents on a lake lot (that they rent every summer). We were sleeping in bed and I woke up freaking out because I saw an old lady wearing what appeared to be a blue night gown. When I quickly went to put my glasses on the figure disappeared. The next morning (keep in mind our first interaction with the family was at this point), his grandma asked “was anyone in my room last night? Who has a blue nightgown?”. Let’s just say I didn’t sleep in that room for the remainder of the trip.
Sitting next to a friend at a camp out/canoe trip, I said “I just feel like I need to move, like I shouldn’t be sitting here.” He didn’t move so I laughed a little at myself and kept sitting there. A couple of minutes later my brain ping’d me again and I was like “you know what I’m just gonna move.“As soon as I stood up, a ball of fire from a flow arts performer on the other side of the camp landed exactly where I was sitting.We were both like :O.
This is actually the weirdest thing, and call me crazy if you’d like.I went to a fair one time, for some reason my friends weren’t with me can’t recall why. I noticed there were surprisingly few people there, and an abnormal amount of clowns, didn’t think anything of it. Got on some ride, got one of those spiral cut potatoes. Took off after, went home went to sleep.Next morning my friend calls me and says where I was last night because my group of friends had a hang out and no one could get a hold of me nor did I reply. Told them I went to the fair, he asked what fair, then I couldn’t remember where it was. I just said the fair in town, he just laughed and said something to the extent of yeah whatever.Still have no idea where the f**k I went that night.
I once went to panera with some friends. We got our food and sat down at the table. About halfway through the meal my friend says “did any of you guys notice that pole before?” I look next to the table and there is a huge floor to ceiling black pole literally almost touching me. I swear it was not there when we sat down and at this point I’m freaking out and saying we’re in an alternate universe. I get the attention of a woman who works at the panera and ask her if she’s noticed the pole before and she looks at it genuinely baffled and says she hasn’t. Went back a few weeks later and I swear to god it wasn’t thereStill one of the most bizarre things that’s ever happened to me.
Me and my dad both witnessed a white figure fly across our backyard in 1999. It didn’t have arms or legs or a face, it was basically like a sheet and it flew across the yard at superhuman speed. When we saw it we both looked at each other and tried to make sense of it. We still talk about it today. I don’t believe in ghosts, but I can’t explain what this was. Looked like a ghost if you believe in that.
Ghost legos.I was a kid playing with legos and noticed a few were in the bucket that didn’t look like mine/ the plastic was faded/ older/ definitely of a different generation. I would build spaceships all day then when I went to bed and woke up there’d be holes in the spaceships where the old bricks would be. Being a seven year old my biggest concern was all the air getting out and my crew suffocating before they went to battle so I’d quickly pull them apart and put new bricks in where the old ones were but now that I think about it that always stuck with me as odd.
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My grandmother had all sorts of cancer. We were told she didn’t have long to live so me and my dad visited her in hospital. Upon our arrival we entered the room in which she was sleeping, There was an old man in a long white robe sitting on a chair next to her with his palm on her forehead.We stayed for 10 minutes in silence before we had to leave.On the journey home I asked my dad “who was the man sitting in the chair"My dad replied"it was just me and you in the room"The next day we took a trip back down to see her and she was awake, I explained what had happened and she said that I had seen her spirit guide and I wasn’t supposed to be able to see him. She described him exactly as I had seen.She died a few days later and it still creeps me out to this day as this “spirit guide” was as clear as day, not see through, not a white sheet, he was there 100%.
When I was about 12 I was playing outside on a really windy day and a blue flying thing the size of a water bottle zoomed into my yard and got caught in some spider web in a bush. It’s wings were clear so it wasn’t a bird but the thing was huge and weird if it was a bug and freaking the fk out tangled in the web and branches. It was thrashing so fast I couldn’t get a good look at it and I just kept staring at it in disbelief cause I couldn’t stop thinking “that’s a f*g fairy” I go over and try to detach it from the web and it breaks free. At the speed of fk you it was gone again.
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A few years ago me and a bunch of friends were on a cabin trip at my friend’s parents' cabin. It was in the middle of nowhere and it was late, so the road was pitch black. We were split up into two cars, and I was driving behind the person who knew where we were going.At some point, my friend just starts speeding up, annoying fast. I start b**ching that I’m barely able to keep up. Suddenly, she takes a sharp turn down into a wooded area with only a vague trail. I try to follow, but I’m desperately trying to avoid the massive potholes in my tiny-not-fit-for-off-roading car. Meanwhile, the car in front of me is gliding down the path seemingly no problem. I flash my lights for them to slow down, but nothing. I’m pissed at this point, and am cursing my friend’s name while my passengers sit in silent terror.We finally make it down to a real road, but my friend’s car is nowhere to be seen. It was like it vanished out of thin air. Again, the area is pitch black, so if there was any source light we would be able to see it.We’re lost as hell and try to call, but we don’t have a cell signal. We drive for about 10 minutes before we reach them, find them, and are finally guided to the cabin.I mention to my friend about how annoyed I am that she took a dangerous off road path without warning us and then just disappeared. She then gets a really weird look on her face and says, “What are you talking about? You guys were right behind me and then suddenly you just turned off into the woods. We had no idea where you went, we were really worried.” Apparently, she had been on the road the whole time.No one knows who the truck was, where they came from, or where they went. Everyone in both cars never saw a car pull out between us or saw us get broken up. The three people in my car a confident that the truck we saw lead us down the woods was my friend’s car. Everyone else in the other car assured us they were on the road the whole time.To this day, none of us know where that car came from or how they snuck in between two cars without 6 people realizing it.
I was walking down Commercial Avenue in Vancouver, which is like the alternative neighbourhood there. This was like 15 years ago.Just walking down the street and it was pretty busy as usual. Out of the blue, I see a fully nude woman walking down the sidewalk toward me. I remember her so vividly because I was so surprised and also she was super hot. But the thing I remember the most is that NO ONE ELSE REACTED.Nobody was turning their heads. I saw nobody like elbowing their friend and pointing. People were just calmly walking past her and she strolled calmly down the sidewalk. She walked right past me (insert Patrick Stewart I saw everything gif) and I spun around as she did. Again, people seemed to just be casually getting out of her way but no reactions. Conversations continued as she passed people. Not a single other head turned.I dunno. Commercial Drive is known for hippies and alternative-lifestyle types, but I can’t explain the absolutely-zero-reaction from people.By contract, years later, I visited Haight-Ashbury neighbourhood in San Francisco and saw a guy walking down the street with just a tiny loincloth on and everybody was pointing, laughing, spinning their heads and having big, obvious reactions.So with the nude girl, I don’t know how to explain it, but some part of me thinks I saw a ghost. A hot, sexy nude ghost.
When my wife was working late one night I heard breathing in the house, like a dog had somehow gotten in. I couldn’t place where it was coming from so I slowly went through the house looking everywhere. I checked our children’s bedrooms and turned up nothing, but I was freaked out enough that I stayed up until my wife came home.Over the next couple of weeks we both experienced this breathing that we referred to as The Breathing Man. She heard it in the loungeroom while I was sleeping. I heard it other times when I was on my own. But it never happened when we were awake in the house together.One night she’s out working again and I’m about to go to sleep when I hear this breathing. So I sit up on the edge of the bed and say something to the effect of: “Look, I don’t know what you want or why you’re here. But whatever it is, get on with it. Just get on with it and get it over and done with and fk off. And whatever it is, do it to me. Leave the kids out of this and do whatever it is you want to me and do it now. Hurry up and get the fk on with it and if you’re not going to do anything then just f**k off entirely.” and basically continued in that vein for five, ten, fifteen minutes, I’m not really sure. I waited and nothing happened.We never heard from the Breathing Man again after that night.
My mom and I were driving down a familiar road we usually take. At the stop sign my mother went to turn when we both flinched hard. She (driving) looked at me and we both asked if we just felt something go through us… there were no cars around nothing in street view. To this day it still gives me chills
I once had this dream. I woke up, did my normal stuff, then walked into the bathroom. I knew that something was off and that this was a dream, but I followed through. I look in the bathroom mirror, and the most terrifying thing is in my reflection. I scream, and wake up. It is now dark outside. I go to my bathroom to wake up and splash some water on my face, hesitantly look in the mirror, same thing happens. I wake up again, refusing to look in my mirror. It felt like hours. I waited for the dream to end. I eventually went into the bathroom, looked in the mirror, same terrifying reflection. I wake up again, walk past bathroom, go talk to mother, everything in my house was f****d. It was all very dark. Shes standing alone in kitchen, im terrified. None of this feels like a dream at all. I wake up, do my normal thing, dont look in mirror, go to school, everything is normal. I go to bed. Wake up. I finally actually wake up. I dreamt an entire school day. I ask everyone about if any of the s**t i remember happening actually happened. It didnt.I still am waiting to look in the mirror, and wake up in my bed again just to repeat the hell that that expereince was.
I had a friend in high school who I stopped speaking to when she transferred in grade 10. Two years later, I have a dream that I visited her new school and sat at the back of her math class with her. In the dream her teacher was tall, brunette with curly hair, and wearing glasses.The next day I get a message on Facebook from said friend, which is completely out of blue because we hadn’t spoken in months. She asks me how I’m doing and I tell her about my dream.She freaks out and tells me that she sits at the back of her math class, and her teacher fit the description I gave her from my dream perfectly.
As a child, back in my home country, I used to sometimes wake up in the middle of the night and talk to three persons near the foyer of our house. Two men and a woman, in their mid 20’s or early 30’s. Every once in a while I would wake up in the middle of the night, walk to the foyer and talk with these three. I still remember how they were positioned, always the same. But I don’t remember the conversations or their nature.Only in my mid or late teens did I begin to question who those three were. I would ask my parents sometimes and they would say there was no one else in the house but us, our maid and my uncle who lived in the attic(big house). And I am certain I never saw my uncle or our maid among the three. I am 29 now and I still sometimes think about it.
Last year, July 7th, driving westbound through Nebraska at about 10-11pm, about 40 miles away from the Colorado border. It started to rain a little, and there was this funky lightning I’ve never seen before. It wasn’t really lightning so much as it was like flashing multicolored prisms. At first I thought it was just a weird light effect from my window, but we pulled over and got out of the car to watch it. I’ve never seen anything it, heard anything like it, and my Google searches don’t come up with anything that matches up with what we saw.
I was at a bar with and I was talking to some dude I just met and a girl came over and started chatting us up. Mid conversation out of nowhere she puts her hand on her head and says to the other guy “You are from Brownsville” I don’t remember the city name but it is a small town of like 500 people. The dude looked completely dumbfounded and replied that indeed he was from that city. She said that is weird because once every 2 or 3 years she has these crazy flashes of information about people she is talking to but don’t know them personally. It was really weird and the guy was blown away and I was kind of in awe. I don’t believe in real psychic abilities or anything but this tested me. Also it could have just been fake and she really knew he was from there but crazy experience anyway.
I was sitting in my college dorm room once when the temperature suddenly started dropping like crazy. I turned the heat up as high as it would go but it just kept getting colder. I took out my winter clothes and started putting them on. This was like in late September/early October in New York so it wasn’t cold outside at all.I was just about to go ask for maintenance when my roommate got back from hockey practice and asked why there were so many police cars and ambulances outside. I had no idea. Later that night, we were informed a girl who lived in the dorms had died. Everyone who I’ve told about this says that I felt her death. I was in that same room for 3 years and that was the only time I ever had problems with the temperature.
Once long ago. My family was in the front of the house (living room and kitchen) while I was in the back of the house (my bedroom). I went to the bathroom real quick (which was in-between both my room and the front of the house) and was in there no longer than 60 seconds. By that time all the furniture in room had been rearranged.And I mean completely moved from one end of the room to the other. Now, this included a bed, my grandmother’s old recliner, and a heavy wooden desk and some other odds and ends.Now the part that really makes it unexplainable was the fact that the recliner was blocking the only entrance into my room, and everyone was still in the front of the house.Not too crazy since I don’t really remember feeling scared but man was it the weirdest.
One night way up in the mountain of British Columbia, I was camped with some friends on a rock outcropping. We were sitting around talking when all of a sudden a big bright light came shooting in. Then it suddenly shot off in a different direction. It was pretty far out, and I would have thought it was a meteor if it hadn’t changed directions so suddenly. Most people had their backs to it, but one other person did see it.
When I was around 6 I was walking through my childhood home and thought I saw a woman walk across the kitchen into the garage. Of course me being 6 I followed her to the garage, but when I opened the door the lights were out and the garage was completely full of boxes. I went back into the house to find her and she was in her bedroom on the other side of the house. Much later in my life, my junior year of high school, my brother passed away. He was mentally handicapped and would often need me at night and would often knock on my door to wake me up. I’m a deep sleeper so he would have to k com hard. At the beginning of senior year I woke up in the middle of the night, sat straight up, stared into the darkness, and I was met with three distinct and loud knocks on my door. I don’t necessarily believe in ghosts but those two events have me scratching my head.TL:DR Mom Doppleganger and Ghost Brother.
When I was around 10 I had just gotten home after playing outside all day..I lay down next to our wall heater and take my windbreaker off. As I lay there I was playing with the arm opening just stretching it open and close..in the middle of doing it I swear to God the jacket just quickly slid towards the wall as if someone threw it. I immediately got up and slept in between my mom and dad. Still get goosebumps and still can’t explain it.
When I was a child, I saw what looked like a golf ball of neon blue light pass in the night sky from my bedroom. It must have been the size of the moon. There was no real tail. I can still recall the trajectory each time I look out of the window. It is a crystal clear memory.I know I wasn’t dreaming, because I called my parents into my room immediately. They still remember it to this day. The memory is so concrete in my mind, it is unlike any other childhood memory, and I was just five or so.
Out walking around the neighborhood late at night with a friend one night, we would occasionally look up to the sky in awe of the stars. I saw a fast moving light like a meteor, but slower, although much faster than an airplane. Then, it made 2 sharp 90° turns. First to the right, then to the left and disappeared. My friend and I both stopped and said “did you see that?” to eachother. This was in the late 80s and I can still picture it like it was yesterday.
Okay I finally have a good one!This was about 7 years ago. I was around 17 and had just got my license and was driving back from church on a sunny Sunday afternoon with my 11 year old brother in the passenger seat. It was still very light out.We were on a highway, small town, but the busiest road in it, right as it crossed into some residential areas so the speed limit was dropping. I looked to the right already slowing down to see what the speed limit was as I was a new driver. For some reason as I looked at the sign, a couple of girls knocking on the front door of a small white house only about 50 feet behind the sign caught my eye. They looked to be in their mid teens. I couldn’t see their faces but they had brown skin and long thick dark curly brown hair almost to waist level in normal looking clothes.The house sits at an angle on the street so I couldn’t see into the door frame, I just saw that it opened. As soon as it opened, the hair on the heads of both of these girls shot straight up into the air, as if they were flipped upside down and so one was shaking them back and forth.I only caught a glimpse for a couple of seconds but I had there wherewithal to shout to my brother to look. He looked over and we both started laughing hysterically at how bizarre it was. I’m so glad I did that because if not I honestly am not sure if Id still believe o saw what I did.It wasn’t til the next day when we realized it was actually creepy. Their hair appeared so thick that the only thing I could imagine having done that would be a mega strong giant fan under the porch that turned on as soon as the door opened which of course makes no sense. It was not a windy day and isn’t a windy part of Washington.I don’t live at home anymore but every time I visit my parents, I wonder about that house and tell myself to go and knock on that door and ask whoever is in there about what I saw.Got a family now so probably never will.
When I was about 15 maybe 16 years old I went to a haunted house for Halloween with some friends. This particular haunted house is very popular throughout the US for being full contact as well as being truly haunted. It was featured in some ghost hunting show also. Actors dressed as doctors walked around outside screwing with people and would also sometimes put a bag over their head and would drag them inside and put them in random spots. I was one of those lucky enough to be “kidnapped”. I was placed in a room bag still over my head and after waiting maybe a minute or two to be sure the doctor left I took the bag off. Seeing a faint (what I thought was just my brain playing tricks on me) shadow of a little girl. I rubbed my eyes because again I thought I was just hallucinating. My eyes came back to and I could see the figure of the little girl a little more clearly. I freaked out and ran out of the room screaming. All together I give Asylum 49 a 9/10.
I have a memory in black and white. Just one memory.I was about 8 years old, at my grandmas house. My aunt and uncle were there with their son, my cousin, about the same age as me. They lived far away and I had never met him. In fact after this visit, I never saw them in person again.Me and the cousin were running around the house, playing, normal stuff. We ran into my grandma’s room.All of a sudden, the color went out of everything. The world turned black and white. A chill ran all over my body. It was freezing in there.Then the cousin grabbed my arm, and BIT ME. I shoved him away, really hard. He flew back onto the bed. I ran out of the room screaming. My grandma was there asking me what’s wrong. I was crying a little, but not because of the bite alone. I had been in scraps with kids before, this wasn’t going to make me cry. I was legitimately scared. Everything was so strange. I kept blinking my eyes, and slowly the color came back to the world.I always think about this, and wonder what the hell happened, and if anyone else ever experienced anything like this. Did everything go black and white, or is that just my memory?
My door recently just slammed open. No one was home. My cat and I were in bed. Got up and shut the door. Ran back to my bed. Then something flew off my desk. Didnt look. Something else flew off. I said “hey!!” And then nothing else happened. Honestly what creeped me out about it the most. A couple of days before my roommate asked me if I sensed a bad energy in the house. He said something was really bothering him about it and giving him anxiety. I felt it too but I didn’t think it woukd have anything to do with me because it usually never does. Guess I pissed it off and it wanted to remind me to f**k off.
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