Nope General 2



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>Growing up in Saint Clair Shores, Michigan >See strange guy walking in a really slow kind of jerky "shaggy from scooby doo" style walk >Long ratty hair, red jacket and jeans >Wearing sunglasses and head tilted back kind of looking up at the sky >See him multiple times at random points growing up, just walking around >Always same clothes, always wearing sunglasses no matter what time >Find out from friends he is something of a local legend, everyone calls him "Zooey Booey", No clue why. >Supposedly he took too much acid at some point and got really screwed up from it. >be years later, be 12, working at local corner store, the shores canteen as a... boy, hell I dunno, I just mopped and sorted bottle returns and stuff. >Talking to cashier about random stuff and mention Zooey Booey >Cashier says the guy isn't on acid, just has a bad back and that's why he walks that way, says he actually comes into the store now and again >Call BS, that doesn't explain the sunglasses >Lo and behold, half an hour later Zooey Booey walks in the door >Never been this close to him before >Dark outside now, still has sunglasses on. >His finger nails are long as hell. >Cashier doesn't say hi or anything, just tenses. >Zooey Booey just kind of stares at the ceiling for a second kind of wobbling around a bit >Cashier starts edging toward the part of the counter with the bat behind it > He finally croaks out, "Pack of Camels" >Pays, takes smokes, leaves, never saw him again after that > After he leaves, cashier tries to act like he never got freaked, like "see, he's not a bad guy" >WTF?



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>Visit friend in Sweden >He tells me he hears all sorts of noises in his house at night, ranging from sounds of knocking on a wooden surface to scratching. >Decide to stay awake at night to see if anything happens. >2 AM, suddenly banging heard from the kitchen >Go there, cupboard doors are all open >NOPE >Next day, pick up a bottle of holy water and a large cross (the kind you put on your wall) >Wait until it gets dark >Same knocking, cupboards again all open >Yell "SHOW THYSELF DAEMON, SO THAT I MIGHT CLEANSE THEE!" >More knocking, this time sounding like fists hitting wood >Dip the cross in holy water and start spraying it around >Knocking stops, things settle down >No paranormal activity in that house after that, ever.



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I have three. The first one I'm pretty sure was my imagination but it was still weird as hell.

>be four years old >family lives in this townhouse >front kitchen window looks out on this open grassy area and the woods between the houses and the golf course >Be playing with a toy dinosaur on the windowsill >Suddenly the view outside the window changes. >Dinosaurs everywhere, a whole herd of apatasaurs. >Some sort of predator, at the time I thought it was a T-rex walks up to the window >Scene returns to normal

Probably my imagination but I still remember it pretty vividly. Sounds like something out of a Calvin and Hobbes strip now that I think about it.

Second one.

>Be around 7 or 8 >Parents had to go to these people's house for a meeting or something >Way out in the country >Me and my sister have to come because we're not old enough to be left alone >On the way back my parents stop in front of this house with a big yard to look at a map. >See tall black-robed figure standing on driveway >He has no feet or appears to be floating >He has what appears to be a black snow hat pulled over his eyes >Doesn't move, just stands there, menacingly >Car drives away

And the last one.

>Be 9 or 10 >For some reason me and my sister decide to sneak downstairs to watch TV at like 1 in the morning >Enter kitchen >See this flashing blue light on the ceiling >Think I'm seeing things, then hear my sister say "Oh my God" and start crying. >We run upstairs >Decide maybe is was just the computer >Look over bannister >Flashing cyanish white lights everywhere, with a funky disjointed shape kind of like when the sun shines through a closed shade. >Nope.jpg >Cower upstairs until morning



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Ok, not paranormal, but it's creepy.

>around 10 years old >Some old guy with big eyebrows live in my neighborhood >in a city miles away, randomly see him at a school after closing time >some time later I see him in a grocery store also a bit away from there >decide there's something strange about him >me and some friends start trying to figure out who he is, takes pictures off him, sneak around his house etc >don't find anything that was interesting enough to remember to this day but then >around 14 years old >find out about some guy that's a wanted criminal in my country >he looks just like the guy >he'd moved away by that time



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When I was young around 6 or 7 I lived across the street from an old two story house that burned down. Well being the adventurous type I went over into the ruins the first day I could after it burned down. I was looking around in the rubble for about 15 minutes and I had finally found a few things that were interesting, a magnifying glass and a wallet with a bunch of old/charred photos. As I was looking through the photos a girl around my age maybe a bit older at the time approached me, I asked her what she wanted and she told me the magnifying glass/wallet was hers, well I decided to just give them to her since I wasn't that interested in either of them, she just walked off at a fast pace as soon as she had them.

When I was younger I wasn't creeped out at all. Now that I've been thinking about it, I had never seen that girl before, and I never saw her after that. While not necessarily paranormal or even really scary, creeped me out quite a bit.

I'll post another just to keep the thread rolling.

>16 years old at the time >family (brother, mom, stepdad) goes to campground >mostly just to cut grass and do chores for the day >screw that, I left and went exploring >end up walking down a really long country road outside the campground, got there from a trail somehow >surrounded by farms, walk for like 3-4 hours down this road that just goes straight for what seems like forever >end up taking off shirt, it's really hot out >go over bridge, a little ways further, then turn around and start heading back >a truck passes going the opposite direction, first vehicle ive seen all day >truck pulls into a driveway, turns around >stops beside me, middle aged farmer asks me where I'm heading >tell him I'm going back to the campground >he offers me a lift, I refuse, he asks if I'm sure, say yeah >he speeds off angrily in the direction I'm going (opposite his original direction. this is the part that weirded me out)

This was all at A and W campbell conservation area in Alvinston, Ontario



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>9th grade >being edgy with friends outside at 1 am >suddenly realize a van is following us >driver must have noticed that we realized cause he suddenly stepped on the gas and drove full-speed at us >jump in the nearest garden and sprint through multiple gardens >get to my place, they call their parents and get them to pick them up >stay up all night playing vidya cause I can't sleep



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>Live in rural South Dakota >Night around 2am about every 2 months I hear a sort of growling >Not like a dog but deeper growl >One morning go downstairs >Shelf ripped off wall >Dead cat and on floor >Hole torn through door >Cat torn in half >Big claw marks on walls and door >People in area said that they have had their houses broken into also

That happened on two seperate occasions.



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>Be 16 >Summertime, hot as hell >Driving around with friends after dark >Not doing anything in particular, just kinda cruising around different neighborhoods and BSing >See a guy walking down the street opposite our direction, walking stiff as hell >Long hair, plaid flannel jacket >As we pass him, he walks past/ we drive under a streetlight and get a better look > realize he carrying a wood axe over his shoulder > realize he has no face ( I know it sounds corny but it's what I saw) > I WTF, but just kind of shake it off figuring I'm seeing things > Friends saw him too, also WTF. > Hurry up and turnaround in a driveway and go back >Nothing there. Guy was gone without a trace.



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>growing up in high school >never believed in ghosts, etc >moved to new house, took biggest room above garage, thought it was pretty awesome >have sleep paralysis nightly >every terror is different, feels like someone stroking my ear, can't move >feels like someone whistling in ear, can't move >feels like someone on me, can't move >laughing, can't move >more than once radio, ceiling fan, closet light and printer turn on by itself >thought it was me but I knew I wasn't that forgetful all the times >had enough. I believe, you win ghost, getting out of that room >tell mom, she thinks I'm making it all up >tells me I can't switch rooms until after family leaves. all rooms full >well hell fine then >things continue and I get more tired at school, listless, all that stuff >one night, I start shaking uncontrollably >my whole body like it's cold or something but I have a heater right next to me >not severe like a seizure, but enough to jolt me awake >try screaming for help, can't >call mom with cell >she comes into my room while I'm still shaking >I black out and it's next morning >I ask her what happened >she says I stopped shaking and went back to bed but she made an appointment with the doctor for later today >we go to doctor. not surprisingly says nothing is wrong, maybe a mild stomach flu >my stomach didn't even hurt >gave me antibiotics, went home >slept on couch that night until fam left >best sleep in long time >moved rooms, old room for storage now >screw you ghosts

I have another. This is happier, slightly

>good friend dies from cancer >his sister invites me over >she's really sad but tells me his spirit is still around the house >I'm like what >she says look at these orchid plants, they've been in my family for 11 years >never has it ever bloomed more than one stalk, now look, there's 7 in the middle of November. Its first stalk already finished from summer >I look, there are a lot of stalks. I've never seen so many on an orchid plant. It looked creepy but I can see how it's comforting to her >she continues that the lights would flicker on and off >I know there's not a problem with the lights because my friend's dad checked their lighting system earlier this week after hearing about that. He thought it was a wiring problem >at this point I use the bathroom >lights start flickering >I finish, lights flickering more intensely >I'm at the sink washing my hands and the light goes out >severely freaked out by this point but not wanting to jump to conclusions >it comes back on after 3 seconds or so, no more flickering >back out of bathroom without drying hands >ask friend if there was a blackout >she says see he's still here isn't he



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>be in junior high, be fascinated with dragons >had a girlfriend over, we were hanging in the attic which was like our secret club, she loved reptiles, which is how we both became friends. (dragons/reptiles being sort of similar, I drew dragons all the time) >suddenly out of the blue, she suggests we "summon a dragon" she is half native american BTW >we do this really long thing, I don't remember it well, but involved candles, a circle, and a lot of intentional invocation. I had never done anything like this before, but wasn't scared at all. >BTW, all the lights were on. The attic had great lighting and was actually carpeted, with a large open window (no glass, just open) to the garage below. The lights were also on in the garage, so the whole area was illuminated really well. >No one was home but us >After holding hands and silently praying for a while, I hear a thump. and out of the corner of my eye, I see a large dark thing flick by my eyes, right in the window space to the garage below, as if "it" were below us. >I stop what I was doing. Freaked out. I ask her, did she see that? Her eyes were huge too. She saw it as well. We were both totally frozen with fear. >I can only describe that it looked like a black tentacle or tail, and it's like it flicked out at us to say "I'm here." >She and I both NOPED the hell out of there, left the lights on and everything. She tried to give me the circle we drew, I said "you take it" I can't forget the feeling that I had done something terribly wrong. And yet, I still have an affinity with dragons.



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> be 14 > parents are asleep, playing xbox with friend > yelling at Halo; drinking Mt. Dew > "Hey guys, I'll be right back. Gonna get some more mt dew > walk down stairs slowly (it's dark as hell) > slowly walk in the kitchen > open fridge > BANG BANG BANG > wtf.jpg > close fridge and duck behind counter > slowly peak out the window facing the lake > see four people walking down the dam with candles > In shock, just watch > the banging gets louder and louder, almost deafening > See them slowly walk down the dam > Keep watching and waiting > The bangs get louder and louder, almost in tears. > sees them enter the woods on the other side of the dam (about 250m away) > They all spin and look in my direction, banging gets to extreme levels > candles (they were holding them) get blown out > turn around; run as fast as I can; ALMOST THERE > enter my room; stand there > hear this "You can run....but you can't hide." > banging stops; never happen again.



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>Be 9 >Going to spend the week at my dad's new house in Minnesota >Going there every other week from then on >Get my own room >At night hear stomping down the hallway outside my room >Scream for dad >Runs into my room, asking what's wrong >Tell him about noise >Goes through house, looking for intruder >No one else there >After he goes back to his room, stomping continues >Turn on my lights, go to sleep crying >Sound occurs various nights, very random >Christmas time >Have a statue of Minnie Mouse on the table next to front door >Sitting on couch tying my shoe to go outside to play in snow >Get hit by something >Turn around and Minnie Mouse is no longer holding her lollipop >It is on the ground next to me >NOPE >Sprint outside, tell my dad to trash Minnie if he wants me to go back inside >Dad gets a new roommate a year down the road >His shoes are constantly filled with the food from the dogs bowl >Moves out soon after moving in, complaining of stomping at night >Come home from school one day to find the kitchen table and chairs upside down >Tell dad I am not going to his house anymore

I wasn't present for this part, just what he told me >Dad sits down on the couch after dropping me off at mom's >Has a talk with our ghost >Says that we are a good family who will not bother the ghost >Asks for it to not bother us in return >Dad convinces me to go back, saying everything is fixed now >Never had another problem



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I should note that the majority of my family members are devout Catholics. Statues and crucifixes are common amongst our households.

>Be 7 or 8 >Family moves to Guam because dad wants to spend time with my grandmother. >Sleepover at grandma's place for first week >Sleep in her room for the entire duration >Decently sized statue of the Virgin Mary in that room. >Have been brought up with the notion that such idols are meant to protect >Alone in room one night because parents sent me to bed. >Trying to sleep when the Virgin Mary statue starts shaking uncontrollably: almost enough to knock it off its base >Sprint out of the room and run to parents >Lie and say I can't breathe (I was a chronic asthmatic at the time.) >Mom comes into room with my inhaler and watches over me for a bit. >She falls asleep >Mom sleeping beside me, I gather courage to look at statue. >Stare at it a bit but nothing is unusual. >Decide to turn away and sleep, but as I do, the face of the statue changes. >The expression is that of a menacing stare >Quickly turn to mom and hide underneath the covers.

>A couple of days pass and no strange occurrences follow. >One night, have a night terror about the statue haunting me >In dream, it appears before me in the corridors of my grandma's house with a twisted smile. >The only thing it did was follow me, but its expression and its sense of ill intent make me feel fear and despair. >Spend the duration of that stay hiding under the covers at night. >No further dreams of the statue occur >Flash-forward three years, am now 10 >Family get-together at Grandma's house >Have to use bathroom, but have to walk through creepy hallway with an altar >Make it to bathroom successfully >On way out, altar begins to shake uncontrollably as if there was a 7.0 magnitude earthquake >The shaking is short-lived but as it stops, a piece of the Virgin Mary's face on that altar shatters and flies towards my direction. >Run outside and never speak a thing

>Be 23 with a fear of statues.



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>come home from uni through a park every day (it's the fastest way) >every day the park's full of ducks, swans and geese and stuff >one day, the park's completely empty >okaywhatever.jpg >something catches my eye >look up >the trees are filled with ducks all staring at me >wat

Not dangerous or anything, but holy hell was I confused.



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>be 3 or 4 >play in grandmas basement all day every day by myself >talking to imganiary friends >find out that my great uncle blew his brains out there. >mfw



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>Be young >Live in Rural Indiana on farm >Peoples pets getting ripped to shreds >All adults say dog-coyote hybrid responsible >My brother says is werewolf >one summer bro and I ask for permission to go camping in woods behind farm >there is an old abandoned house in there that always gave me the creeps >screw up our tent, can't get it to go up >brother recommends we spend night in house >Not want to seem like wimp. >start fire in fireplace, take forever to fall asleep >wake up >holy crap, howling, and ungodly screeching noises. >bro and I run upstairs. >Spend night in creepy mildewy upstairs bedroom with old chair against the door, don't sleep >next morning, go outside, racoon torn to bits on the front doorstep



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>Be about 4 or 5 >Watching some TV in living room because I'm a kid >Parents in bedroom attending baby brother >still watching TV >at some point get bored and start spacing out looking around because short attention span >porcelain dolls my mom has on display in living room, sitting on top shelf of some cabinet thing >dolls looking straight ahead, as in staring straight at the top of the wall >keep staring then start staring at the doll that is not inside packaging >staring at it and admiring it >suddenly dolls eyes move down and look at me, direct eye contact >OHGOD >scared, can't even move >yell for my parents >tell them what happened >take it down and trash it next day fast forward, age 12 >find out the doll was a gift from our neighbor/my godfather >everything he has is an antique >doll was an antique as well

to this day I am still afraid of porcelain dolls, maybe I was imagining things but it creepy.



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When I was a kid I had a music box doll on my dresser across from my bed.

>couldn't sleep one night >keep getting a weird feeling from the doll >staring contest >the music starts playing and the doll's head moves

NO NO WKJqwsdnffabfg

I screamed and woke up my parents.



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>12 years old >with friends at Ross Creek >We come across a ladder leading down to a pipe >Someone mentions walking into it so we do, like the idiots we were >The smell is terrible, we're ankle deep in murky water >after 20 seconds of walking we hear a crunching sound >take torch out of my backpack, shine it around to see what it is >tall guy with VERY orange peeling skin wearing nothing but torn underwear a few metres in front of us >chewing on a bone, he looks at us and makes a weird raspy noise >we all sprint for the exit >shove each other trying to get up the ladder first >we continue running, not looking back >we go back home and tell our parents >no one believes us



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>Be 15 >About 1 a.m, walking home through secluded alleyway >Girl with blonde hair in short skirt walking away from me >Shout 'Ayyyy Girl' >Girl turns around, her face is literally static >Girl starts screaming, scream is really fuzzy >I run home >Never to attempt to start a conversation with a girl from behind again



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> Visiting my cousin in Santa Clara, California (by San Jose - 45 miles or so south of San Francisco - heart of Silicon Valley).

> Went out at night for a walk to the store to get some beer and chips.

> Walk past Santa Clara Mission Cemetery (on North Winchester for those in the area) and feet a bit uncomfortable as I don't like going past cemeteries.

> See what looks like a young female about 12 or 13 walking inside the gate keeping pace with us.

> I jumped when I saw her as it startled me. She smiled at me and I smiled back.

> I say to her "How did you get in there? It is locked? Do you need help getting out?" (I didn't think she was a ghost or anything supernatural.)

> My cousin said "Who are you talking to?"

> I turned to him and said "That girl."

> I looked again and saw nobody.

> Cousin started laughing and said "such a loser trying to scare me."

> I pretended that it was all a joke but it terrified me. She was literally about 3 feet away from me on the other side of the fence inside the graveyard. When I turned to my cousin and looked again she was gone. There was literally no place for her to hide that fast.

> I was NOT drunk nor under the influence of any drugs. I was sober and wide awake.

> That terrified me. Part of me wants to look up the records to see who died around that age, but I am afraid to see a picture of the person I saw.



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>is at aunts house >my dad lived there when he was younger, the place is haunted as hell. stuff dissapears, people get pissed more and more, footsteps in entryway >anywho >playing with little cousin to keep her entertained while family talks >stuffed unicorn laying face down in front of couch >we are nowhere near the thing >flips, rolls right behind cousin, on its back. >being a 17 year old, I'm not that spooked, but I am creeped out and want to get away from the thing

Bailed.



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This actually happened about 3 months ago.

> Me in college. > About 3 AM. > Roommate wakes up violently. > Starts crying (seems like he had a night terror). > Not knowing what to do I acted like I was still sleeping. > Roommate suddenly stops crying. > He stares at the door for like 2 minutes. > He finally starts moving and immediately goes back to sleep. > Next morning I tell him I saw what happened and then asks him about it. > He remains silent for a little bit and then tells me that he doesn't want to remember it, then he changes the subject, he does this every time I ask him.



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>front door has two layers, a metal screen door and a wooden door >dad and I are sitting in the living room, one room away from front door >wooden door is open >I hear footsteps on front porch >ask dad, he hears them too >they went away, we just thought it was someone outside walking by >happens again, these aren't normal footsteps, but loud, and the interval between each step is a little longer than a normal man, like something really tall >we look at eachother and run to the door and see nothing >nope the door closed and eat chocolate ice cream



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I can recall being scared by things that I thought were paranormal on three separate occasions.

The first one was when I was alone and in my bed trying to sleep >be 9 or 10 >right at that moment when half-awake, half-asleep >bed starts to shake violently Every time, I'd wake up and as soon as I did, the bed would stop shaking. It stopped after a week or two. This one could just have been some really odd sleep paralysis though.

The second time was when I was with a friend. >be 13; be in my basement My basement had two parts to it, one was a fuzzy carpeted part that had a window and the other was a windowless part with a concrete floor. >friend and I playing video games during a thunderstorm in fuzzy area >suddenly, lights go out >no big deal, we get out a flashlight and screw around pretending to be ghosts >suddenly, hear shuffling in the concrete part >"it's just the pipes or something, no big deal" >hear whispering The door, which had been freaking FIRMLY closed before, started to creak open.

We freaking noped upstairs as fast as we could and stayed there until the lights came back on a minute.

The third one, and possibly the scariest one, happened when I was 14 or 15 (freshman year of high school). This was all in the same house, by the way. >be alone in fuzzy carpeted part of the basement >screwing around on the computer until it was nighttime >get sudden urge to look out the window >see a horrid, burnt face looking back at me >staring >too freaking terrified to do anything >go into complete denial mode so as to avoid the greater brunt of my fears >"Haha, there's no such thing as demons" >... >tap >tap >... The third time I heard a tap on the window, I screamed as loud as I could and ran like hell. I never went into that basement again after dark.

Luckily, we moved a year after that, and nothing bad happened to me in my new house.



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>a few years ago my friend told me about the things that happened to him daily >he was afraid to tell anyone except his girlfriend because he didn't want to sound crazy >he said that every single day for 2 or 3 years shadows would circle around him and try to hurt him >and every time this happened the very light around him just dissipated

When I heard this from him, it sent chills down my spine. Drade A student, always had been my best friend who never lied when you hear stuff like that from an irrefutable source, that's when it really hits you.



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>Be in my apartment up on seventh floor >Be playing Supreme Commander right after it came out >Hear "What game are you playing?" directly behind me, sounded exactly like my voice >Swivel the hell around on my office chair >Sliding glass door is shut >Nobody on the balcony >Nobody in the apartment other than me



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>be around 12 >family temporarily moved to the countryside >dad is running for congressman there >campaign buys a house to use as an HQ >me and siblings chill at HQ >weird stuff happens like locked doors opening, strange noises like a woman crying, random blood stains on bathroom window and heavy things falling from tables >us kids tell adults creepy stuff has been going on but they don't believe us >after the elections HQ is sold back >told my mom about all the creepy stuff in that house >apparently a woman slit her wrists in the bathroom a few years back >not only that but another woman hung herself on the tree in the backyard, she was pregnant >mom tells me before they starting fixing up the house to become the HQ they hired an exorcist >I guess the exorcist didn't do a very good job >mom tells me she wanted to wait until election was over to tell me so "I wouldnt freak out." >thanks mom.



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I just remembered another story my friends dad told me

>friend was around 8 or 9 years old >her dad took their family to stay at this hotel out of town >friend is somewhat in touch with paranormal side, always has been since I met her. >They say she has a "third eye" >she can apparently see spirits and ghosts >anyway >friend won't stop crying at the hotel >she keeps telling her dad the sound of babies crying is too loud >dad says there are no crying babies, it's quiet all the time at the hotel >dad cuts their out of town vacation short because friend won't stop freaking out >years later, dad decides to look into the history of that hotel >it used to be an abortion clinic



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The house I grew up in was owned by my grandparents. It was built sometime in the 70s if I recall and was just a one-story ranch style with a basement that had a full bathroom and kitchen. I moved there with my mom when I was about 5, but before that it was rented by another single mom, her two twin daughters, and her father. The father died a few months before we moved in, and the mother and her daughters left in the middle of the night without telling anyone. They left quite a few of their belongings behind, namely furniture.

I was given the basement as a playroom, but it always sort of scared me which wasn't very unusual- being a small child afraid of a basement. There were always... noises. They were like "growls". We had a fridge/freezer and a solo freezer in the basement and I always figured the noises were coming from those. There were also a couple instances of the old tv and radio/record player being found turned on after no one had been down there for days even though I was quite anal about turning them off because my mom didn't like to waste power.

One day when I was a bit older (13?) I was in the basement cleaning up. Just getting rid of old toys and cleaning up the messes still left over from my earlier childhood. It was during the summer and there was a thunderstorm going on. I always -hated- the idea of being in the basement during a storm because I was afraid of having to navigate that place in the dark if the power went out, but my mother was really strict and told me I -had- to clean the basement.

Sure enough, the power went out. I sat perfectly still for a couple moments hoping this was just one of those brief flickers. Not even a minute later... I heard the growling. Power was out, freezer was obviously out as well, and the fridge had been unplugged for 2 years because we weren't using it. I cried and yelled "help!" until my mom came down with a flashlight.

After that, I avoided that basement as much as I could. I finished cleaning the next day and even brought down the 2 lamps from my bedroom so not a single freaking corner of that basement was left dark.

It was probably about half a decade later that we started closing the basement door and only going down there for the small room we used as a laundry room. One day I opened the door to throw down some blankets I was gathering up to wash and there was probably 5 or 6 -huge- flies in the stairwell. They were only a little bigger than my thumb nail but they were also dumb. They would just sit there waiting to be swatted.

I killed them all, and did my laundry. When I went to get the blankets out of the dryer a couple days later, there was -another- swarm of flies. Killed them all and told my mom.

No matter how many times we killed them, a new swarm would rapidly show up, and the number of flies was increasing. Eventually I armed myself with a big camping light, a surgical mask, a fly swatter, and (because we had no bug spray) a can of hairspray.

I walked into the old playroom area and... holy hell... the far window was just... black. There were very few dime-sized holes but it was -all- large flies. I've worked around horses before and these weren't horseflies. They didn't even bite. I said "screw it" and came back upstairs to tell my mom. She went to the ACE right down the road and picked up some Raid and I went back downstairs and sprayed as many as I could.

It wasn't even a week before they were back in full force. I didn't smell any sort of dead animal that could have attracted them, and I went outside and looked near the window. Still nothing.

I think I only sprayed that window a couple more times before giving up, but within less than a month (I don't remember how long exactly) they just... left. I was doing laundry, saw another mass of them on the window, forgot about it, and the next time I went into the basement there wasn't a single fly. There were only a couple corpses so they didn't all just die out.

I have no idea why they were there or how they left. However, there was a summer where the entire corner of our sunroom was covered in ladybugs and we left them alone until they left on their own so I wouldn't be surprised if they all just snuck in, lived there for a bit, and left.



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>be 14 >always stay up to 5 in the morning on the computer, locked the door so my parents won't intrude and find out >one particular night, I hear some faint scratching and banging noises >it happens repeatedly for the next couple of days >on the fourth night, I packed my balls and ran and turned on the lights >light flickers as it always does, but as it was flickering l could swear I saw a shadow creeping along the corner of my eye >I opened the door and waited until morning before I could sleep peacefully



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Thank freaking god. A thread that doesn't have a bunch of spacehippies and "OMG I SEE THIS NUMBER A LOT IT MUST BE A SIGN" people.

Here's a good story for you.

>2 years back. >Go spelunking with friend a ton. >Usually old warehouses, theaters, etc. >Go to old theater on the wrecked side of town. (Read: Ghetto) >Start screwing around in the large auditorium. >Two girls with my friend and I are all.. "This place is spooky. There's a ton of burnt up stuff and graffiti. It looks like the theater from End of Days." >Friend and I are screwing around, not caring. >Peripheral. >Figure standing in hall. >"Hey sir. You live here?" >He says nothing. >We casually stroll over to the girls in preparation for "We should probably bolt, homeless guy is gonna kill us" mode. >Turn around. >Guy is gone. >SHOES ARE STILL THERE. >Friend walks over to examine area. >No actual exit. >LOUD BANG. >Bucket of gears and tools falls from the rafter about 4 feet from my friend. >Friend screams. >I scream. >Girls scream. >Run. >Never screw around in a crack house-esque theater ever again.



[503]

>first time at ex gf's house >tells me house is haunted - being skeptical, I scoffed at the idea >going to bed, ask her to tell me stories about haunting >hear a few noises around house as she's telling me stuff >say out loud that I don't believe anything and that I'm a man of rational thought I won't believe until I see evidence >mock spirit and ask it to show me proof of it's existence >whole house shakes for a few seconds like an earthquake >next day ask neighbours about earthquake, they got nothing >her house was the only one that shook in the entire neighbourhood....



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> be 16 >new houses being built in friends estate >place is built over an old satanic burial ground >bein edgy with friend taking turns going into one of the houses under construction at night >my turn, as I'm going up the stairs my friends see a shadowy figure go across the window in a room upstairs >not me or my shadow as I'm still going up the stairs as this happens and shadows don't make solid shapes infront of windows >the whole time I'm up there I feel like I'm being watched >finally leave house and friends are pale and uncomfortable after seeing it

another story of that house.... >still 16, we hang out in that house pretty much everyday, disregard the shadowy figure >we decide to go to the shop for some sweets to chill out in the house with >we come back 15 mins later and theres one of them wired contruction fences in the living room of the house on the floor, wasnt there before, we were sitting on that floor not 15 mins before >decide to have a quick sweep to memorize everythings place >take a 20 min walk and come back, theres a brush in the living room propped against the wall that wasnt there before >get the hell out and never go back, now people live in that house

also, in the same area, different house a few years before, this happened to my friend and some of his other friends

>friend and a few of his friends see a middle aged guy looking out of the window of a house under construction (the place had houses being built on this plot of land for years) >friend and his friends being edgy and shouting at the guy staring at them, guy doesn't flinch >friend and a few other go into the house and search it, he's not there >he disappeared within a 10-20sec timeframe with only one entrance/exit

the place is creepy and like a said, supposedly built on a satanic burial ground



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>be military brat >be About 7 >live on base with family, next to house where the wife killed herself and kids >bedroom is closest room to dividing fence >house has a wall about 2 meters high (aussie) >be sleeping with bed under the window > stormy night >man outside window >not sure if still asleep >scream tiny lungs out >dad comes in, turns on light. No man.

Still see that man every now and then. We moved out about a year later. He never enters none of our houses, just watches me from outside...

> find out the husband wandered off the same night she killed herself and was never found



[506]

Here we go, story time.

>Be 15. >Chilling at home alone. >get distracted by boss vidyas (Persona, halos, etc) >check clock, it's about 11pm and no one is home. >Open my room door. >In the pitch darkness of my house, I see something small, like a hunched over child, slide into my bathroom really fast. >OMG wtf, I close my door, and my heart precedes to ramp it up. >Think, logically for a minute. >strap on the biggest clothes I have, in the end, I look my the marshmellow man. >get my high powered nerf gun (rigged and each shot has a big needle in the bullets) >Open the door like a wimp, check bathroom. >Bathroom is empty. >Precede to clear whole house, finally everything is lit but the basement. >...gather my pre-pubescent courage and go down. >reach bottom, lights aren't working. >I think "that's too cliche" >I see the creature thing slide In front of my walk out basement door. >NOPE.jpg, spray it down while screaming like a little wimp. >Hear cat scream. >Realize that the lights were shut down at the generator for our basement, flick them back on. >See our neighbours cat there, it has one of my shots in its tail. >Panic, take the shot out, put a band-Aid on it. >learn that the cat snuck in through our basement window, which was led open, and precede to sneak around the house. >Tell no one.

Still afraid to this day about having windows open at night.



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>my friend and I go urban exploring a lot >read online about the ghost of a little girl who lives on this desolate road and tries to lure women out of their cars to her >near a tiny school >go to school at night with friend, walking around playground >laughter circling us >moving, unexplained shadows in the grass >something tugs on the bottom of friend's dress, like a child trying to get her attention >sudden violent, loud wind out of nowhere >"I think it wants us to leave." >YEAH BYE

The further you go into that canyon, even during the daytime, the more unsettled you feel. And yet, we still went there a lot, even after that.



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I have a few.

>earlier this year >chilling with a friend in my room >nighttime >bedroom door is shut, house is silent >hear heavy breathing outside my door >at first think it's a cat >gets louder >it's not a freaking cat >gets even louder >NOPE >wake friend up >breathing stops >open door >nothing there

>chilling with the same friend on a separate occasion >he doesn't believe that my house has any sort of ghosts in it >states out loud that he thinks it's BSing >go to bed later that day, think nothing of it >wake up in the morning >go to the top of the stairs >he's stood there holding his guitar with the head snapped off >keep in mind his guitar was in a hard case and even knocking it over wouldnt have snapped the head off

>last night >chilling with friends at about midnight >brother comes down >says neighbors cat was staring at something and following it in his room >the cat eventually looks at his fireplace >his bible gets knocked off the top of the fireplace >out of everything that could have been knocked off, his BIBLE got knocked off. >noped hard



[509]

Here guys, have some OC that just happened 2 minutes ago.

On phone, so sorry if there are any mistakes in my spelling.

>in Chemistry class >just took Chemistry final, easy stuff >one and a half hour left before we get out >freaking fantastic. >sit there browsing /x/ the entire time >get to this thread 45~ minutes back >halfway or so through >pretty creepy >suddenly desks starts shaking like mad >what? >look around, no one's doing anything to it >look behind me, desk chair is touching the desk behind me >the girl is sitting sideways, no way did she kick my chair that way or do anything that would make it shake that badly >think okay, okay, there's a perfectly reasonable explanation for this >happens two more times >look behind me >girl isn't doing a thing that would do that both times >and she's still sitting sideways >NOPE



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>Be 16 with ex girlfriend and friends >Go to her village for the day >Hear about abandoned saw mill/house >Go to saw mill >Place is falling apart with rot and fungus >Go inside house to top floor >Start hearing rocks banging outside >We go look >no one there >Goes to check out the saw mill >It's in the same state as the house but it's also full of junk >There is a haf wrecked piano sitting in the corner next to a giant two person saw >Turn around to look at the rest of the building >Piano starts playing >turn around >No one is there again >Nope.AVI >Nope all the way to my ex's house



[511]

Not going to try to green text this. I've posted this once before, can't remember if it was on /b/ or /x/.

Late fall, northern New England. Cold, an inch or two of snow on the ground and roads are a little icy. My brother in law came up for a weekend during rifle deer season. Planning to get out really early the next morning, so we hit up Walmart the night before for a few things. I live in the middle of nowhere, so Walmart is about 45 minutes away. It was about 9:30 pm when we left, so well past dark.

Got what we needed and headed back, probably about 10:45 or so by then. Headed up a long single lane road that doesn't get much traffic. See an animal that got hit by a car off to the side of the road, still partially in the lane. From a distance it looks like a medium/large dog, so I slow down. As we get closer, we realize it's a giant, and I mean freaking giant rabbit or hare. As we drive around it it picks its head up turns it in a seemingly unnatural way to watch us go by. A few seconds of silence go by, and my brother in law eventually says "Dude, did we just see an undead rabbit"? Get really creeped out, and it's a mostly silent ride home.

Get home, my wife is already in bed. I get ready for bed and go in and lay down next to her. She says "I'm glad you're home, I was really worried." I ask why she was worried. She says "because of the big rabbit." I get the worst chills of my life and shoot straight up. Ask her how she knew about that, and she doesn't answer. Shake her shoulder, and she moans sleepily.

Turns out she was talking in her sleep. She doesn't remember saying anything like that.



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>be a couple months ago >home alone for a week while my dad visits his wife in his hometown >screwing around on my computer >hear crash downstairs >herewego.jpg >go see what the noise was >getting nervous 'cause nothing's disturbed as far as I can tell >go back upstairs hesitantly >no more sounds for the rest of the night >dad gets back from week of vacation >doesn't find anything that fell or broke >what the hell was that noise >mfw I still have no clue what the noise was



[513]

>Be 2004 >Be 13 >Seeing The Grudge in theaters with my dad >This isn't even gonna be scary might even be fu- >Girl checks out her attic >See movement in the background >NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE >Go home super freaking scared >My house has 2 sections of attic was built in the mid 1900s >1 section is the old attic one is new the old attic is basically walled off from the new attic >my room is below the old attic >my closet has almost the exact same type of opening into the old attic as in the movie but it's basically nailed shut >Sleep with lights on that night with no blankets screw that movie so hard >Never forgot that movie

Couple years later

>I hear noises from my closet in my room >Probably just wind >Check closet because what if >look at closet >look at little opening to attic >I'm telling you there was just a little bit open >Staring at the opening wtf.jpeg >Hear rustling in attic >NOPE.flac >Slammed my closet ran out of my room slept downstairs on the couch >checked 3 days later >closed

Scared as hell. Honestly the rustling could've been wind my house is pretty old and that section of attic is old can't really explain the open one day closed the next and I didn't see any movement... but still Freaking scary. Screw that movie.



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>last night >1:30 >on computer >nobody else up >dryer turns on, no clothes in it nope >turn dryer off >back to computer >ten/fifteen min later >turns on again NOPE NOPE NOPE >leave it on this time >finally turns off

I rarely have nope experiences, this scared the crap out of me. And I'm almost 20.

What could explain this?



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>Be two months ago >Living in apartment with two other room mates >Got off of work, hop in shower, singing while washing >HAKUNA MATATA >Hear thump, pause and look down >Three tiles off of wall fell into tub, black ooze being washed off of them >NOPE out of shower into bedroom >Wait ten minutes, realize I still have conditioner in my hair >Go back in bathroom >Tiles were back on wall

My room mates said I saw it because I was working too hard and was tired. I don't think so.



[516]

I already shared this story in another nope thread but whatever.

>be 14 or 15 >went down to basement to go on the computer >creepy stuff has been known to happen in that basement >played video games until it was nighttime >get the urge to look out the only window >see horrible, burnt-looking and disfigured face staring back at me I went straight up full denial mode. >look away from it >resume playing game >keep telling myself, "No such things as demons, I didn't see anything, etc." >suddenly, hear tapping on the window

I noped back upstairs, 2 stairs at a time. That was probably the last time I stayed down there after dark, too.



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So, I was 19 when it happened. I rarely took the Subway, but I'd had a few drinks and so I figured I'd take it that night. I was alone, save a group of black guys and an old man and a couple people I don't really remember. So, one of the black guys walks towards me, and asks for my wallet. I didn't have it with me, so I told him I was skint. The black guy starts getting aggressive and him and a few of his friends start pushing me round. Soon I saw a knife pulled out, I'm terrified. Then, the old man calls them over. The turn round as if they are going to resist, but as soon as they see him they walk straight to him without question. They group around him, blocking my view. About half a minute later, the group nod and rush to the doors, waiting for the next stop. The old man starts walking off, but I chase him down. I ask him why he put himself at risk to help me.

He leans over and whispers,"Because you're mine."

So now I just get cabs.



[518]

I have stuffed lion on top of my wardrobe. So here it goes.

>Be 6-8 >Sleeping midnight >Something start bumping my back >Shake it off because so sleepy >I am sleeping on my back >NOPE >Quickly check around and notice that lion isn't on top of my wardrobe now >Roll and check behind my back and see that as if someone is trying to get out of my stuffed lions back and that is why it hits my back >Nope out running out of my room crying >Look back and the lion is looking at me >Go to parents bed and sleep in the middle >Wake up in middle of the parents bed when morning comes.



[519]

>be 13 >have my room downstairs, unlike rest of family >home alone one day >browsing something on the internet >have one of those game-chairs with speakers right next to freaking ears >hear a voice saying "So you think this is scary?" >NOPE >check everything I had open, nothing could produce that sound/voice >hear something collapse outside >NOPE all the way to guestroom upstairs >skype with friend until I fall asleep



[520]

I always do the tuck to the end of my feet, I feel safer that way, or perhaps I am neurotic.

Anyway:

It was around 2 past midnight.

>Watching TV could not sleep >Turn off tv, tuck my feet >Half-sleepy noticed my feet were un-tucked >Sit up in bed

I sleep facing to the door

>Door opens halfway >Someone tells me I'm leaving now. >Say ok fine, wake up 1 hour later >MFW I realized I live alone >HELLNO.EXE



[521]

>Be 7-8 years old >Get up at 3ish to play Smash bros on N64 >Do this for a few days >One night walk down stairs >Shadowy figure stands in living room >NOPE.JPG >Run to mother >Mother goes down with me >No one there >NOPE.JPG

Never ever went down to N64 that early ever again.



[522]

>be sleeping >hear bang >wake up must be someone coming in the house >morning comes >look around >table next to bed knocked over >dogs aren't in room >nope.jpg >go to sleep next day >wake up middle of the night >nose hurts >turn lights on >see phone that was on the other side of the room is now on my bed >nope.wav >next night >sleep with dogs in the room >wake up >dogs are growling >awwhellnope.avi >dogs start barkin >dad basically kicks down the door with his gun out >nope.exe >dad thought someone was breaking in >nope.exe has stopped responding.



[523]

You know how dogs sense ghosts or spirits.

>Be late at night >Watching TV with dog at foot of bed >If you look straight ahead, there is a mirror, and next to that, is my door >Dog lifts up head >She looks at door >Slowly moves head towards me >Stops right next to me at edge of bed >Looks up, like, where the head of a person would be >Growls (She has never growled, like ever, too nice of a dog) >I look next to me >Gets really freaking cold >NOPE >She quickly juts head towards door, and then puts her head down >NOOOOOPE.JPG



[524]

Ok, this happened to me.

>be 16 >walk home on a street that's next to a >be 200 meters away from intersection that's next to a hotel >rather rural area, hotel's also next to a field and also quite close to forest >walk towards intersection, see black cloaked and hooded figure on pavement in front of hotel, staring into the forest. >nope.jpg >walk from pavement to middle of the street, approach intersection >figure takes off the hood, it's a pretty redhead woman, barefooted, in a red corsage, staring into the forest with a sad look on her face >wtf.png >come closer, see G-man-like guy approach, he's got the look down to the suit and the briefcase, picks her up and leads her down the intersection, Same way I had to go to get home >they take a left and enter the hotel's grounds

I'm afraid most of my friends won't believe this story. Any thoughts on what happened there?



[525]

got one

>few years ago, 16 years old >wake up around 3-4 am >look at air conditioning duct in ceiling >hmm scary >turn on lights >can't stop staring at ac duct >suddenly a wild face appears >let the nope flow through you >paralyzed with fear, can't look away >staring at it for about 20 minutes before it goes away >sit in the corner of my room where you can't see into the duct >swapped rooms with brother the next day

I had a lot of bad dreams and bad energy from that room.



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>Be 16 or so >Mom is dead asleep, nothing short of a cannon blast can rouse her >Hear noises from downstairs >Freaking dog better not be in the garbage >Start moving to go and see bump into dog who is laying on my bed >Aww man we being robbed >Dog starts growling >Screw it do or die time now >Grab metal sheet music stand >Dog by my side like the glorious loyal beast she is >We charge down the stairs and into the kitchen where I heard the noises >All the cupboards are open and the dishes flipped around >Door still locked windows closed >NOPE back to bed hold dog to my chest with sheet music stand by me.

Told my madre about it in the morning, she shrugged and asked if the spirits would please leave the dishes and quit scaring her son she'd appreciate it. Never had a problem since.



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>11 years old >christmas time >playing near fire place one day >hear voice tell me god is a bunch of freaking BS >chills run up my spine >over time, voice talks to me more and more as time goes on >it acts like it's my friend, for a few years

>few years pass (I'm now 15), move into new room >start feeling bizzare urges all the time >think about killing people, raping children, ect >start hearing voice again, only he seems to be able to take control over me for short periods >think I'm crazy and keep it to myself for a few years >manage not to kill or rape anyone.

>Few more years later (I'm now 18), relate story so far to family friend >she suggests that it may be an evil spirit or something, and tells me what to do >I tell the entity that it has no power over me and tell it to leave >all wierd stuff immediately stops. >still relocate to a different room in the house, because of the memories in there screw with me to this day

>few more years later (I'm 23), helping mom hook TV up to the cable in my old bedroom >I'm on the couch, start falling asleep >destinctly hear a voice say "so you've come back" >not in my head this time, I actually HEAR it >freaking NOPE and run out of there.

>earlier this year (I'm 28 now), staying at parent's house because my place is a freaking money pit with no heat >start having nightmares about shadow people who try to take control over my body. One of them that speaks in the same voice I heard in my old room says "I am GOD" >Have a lot of trouble waking up during these events >I have taken steps to defend myself (occult stuff), and all wierdness has since stopped again

That's it so far, but I could well just be crazy.



[528]

This happened a few days ago

>live in a studio apartment >notice a towel fell off the hook on the bathroom door in the middle of the day >put it back up >wake up to piss 3:00ish in the morning >finish pissing >same towel falls off hook behind me as I walk out the bathroom >I didn't move the door(live by myself so I piss with the door open) >put the towel back on the hook and go back to sleep >see towel on the floor in the morning >keep towel out of the bathroom >hear scratches in my closet last night and this morning

Never had a problem with the towels until the past couple of days, and I'm scared I might have mice in my closet...



[529]

>be 2 years ago. >me and a friend hanigng out at my best friends house. >best friends house is haunted to the max. >been hanging in that house for 16 years so I'm used to it all. >other friend isnt used to it and hasent had an experience there yet. >all 3 laying down on bed. >friend jumps up all the sudden saying "Who smacked my butt!?" >me and best friend deny and tell her to ignore it. >check phone in back pocket and see the force of the hit cracked her phone case. >slightly starting to NOPE. >she flips out and starts yelling and walking around the house telling this thing to show itself. >bad freaking move. >sitting there terrified because I know something will go down. >suddenly my hair is yanked and it snaps my head up. >best friend sees it happen >we all 3 NOPE out of his house for the night



[530]

> be 14-15 > staying over friends place > play a game, kind of like hide and seek, but the hider has to scare the seeker > his turn hiding > hear noises at front of house > can't find him > hear him trying to sneak up on me from behind > ask him how he got behind me after being at front of house > he never was at the front > this time we both hear noises from the front of house > look out window > huge black guy with a machete covered in blood looking through his stuff in the garage > NOPENOPENOPENOPENOPE > both hide, call police > police arrive but guy already gone

Same guy

>be later in this year >over friends place again >went for a walk down the street throwing rocks on roofs - general annoying teen stuff >decide to head back home as it's about 1am >has graveyard next to his house >we see a black car driving through the graveyard with no lights on >we sneak into graveyard to check it out >car has no licence plates >car has since stopped moving but no one gets out of car >just sitting there for like 5 minutes >friend decides to check it out >we sneak over and look into window >no driver >NOPE >car lights turn on >NOPENOPENOPENOPENOPE >run for it >stay up all night freaking out about it >never see car again



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I used to walk home from work at a gas station. I worked the third shift, so I clocked in at 11 at night and left between 5 and 6 in the morning. It was for the most part a straight walk back to where I was staying at the time.

On the other side of the street about half way back from the gas station was a cemetery. The cemetery never bothered me, but the house across the street from it did. I'd usually be on the phone or at least have headphones to play music on my walk back because I have anxiety about being out alone so I need something to keep me calm.

Once as I was coming up on the house I didn't like, I heard a noise and out of the corner of my eye saw someone on the door step dropping a box (like a cardboard box) and starting to stand back up. Pitch black figure, no defining features. As I continued to stare at them they just STOPPED being there. Screwed me up, and once I got past that house I sped walked the entire way back to my place.

The worst time was the morning I was walking back, and as I'm coming up on that house I had the feeling that there was someone jogging or running behind me. You know how sometimes without looking you just understand there's a body behind you, even though you didn't glance over. Especially in quiet places.

So I sensed this person on the sidewalk behind me and I'm feeling them get closer and closer to me as I'm coming up on that stupid freaking house. And in the back of my mind I'm thinking "Oh my god. They're going to run straight into me. Just hit me, full on, running pace."

But like in a dream I was physically unable to do anything but keep walking the pace I was and right where I was. I couldn't seem to move over off the sidewalk and I sure wasn't able to look over my shoulder to see if they're really there. Then right as I'm bracing for impact from the person running behind me..... nothing. I just kind of screamed in my head, maybe made some stupid choking or squeaking noise in person. But nothing hit me. It felt like they sort of sucked into my back and ceased to exist.

I really hated that walk home from then on. I would refuse to even leave the gas station until someone answered the phone and would stay on with me for the walk back. I wasn't dealing with that stuff without some sort of witness again.



[532]

>Be about 14 years old >Shared a room with my older brother >Slept in a bunk bed (I had the top bunk) >For a certain period of time ( a week or so) I'd wake up in full sweat mode at about 2 am >I'd then get the urge to look out of my window >Across the road from us there was a house with a conservatory. >Every time in the middle of the night, looking out of the window, the conservatory side door would be open. > ... >with a persons head peeping out looking at my general direction >It stopped after a while and never happened again >New people moved in shortly after.

I always wonder now if it was some psycho plotting to kill / rape my innocent child body and it gave up on me... I still feel drawn to looking through the windows of that house sometimes.



[533]

>Last summer >In Florida, on vacation with a friend and her family >Friend is in the shower >I lay on the bed, watching tv, I start to drift off > Almost asleep when I hear a deathly scream right next to my freaking ear >I jump up and almost fall off the bed > Peak in the bathroom, friend is still in the shower > Everyone else is on the beach or doing whatever >NOPE >I sit out on the balcony until she gets out of the shower >"Did you hear that scream earlier?" >"What, no? You're just tired." >"K, whatever."

It gets better guys. >Same day > We just got off the beach, night walking and stuff. >Laying in bed, watching tv with friend. >Hear little girls voice. >"Hi there! Hehe! Hi there! Hiiii there! Hehehe!" >NOPE >Turn to friend >"Did you hear that?" >"No?" >NOPEEE >Bury myself in the covers and go to sleep >I have a dream that I'm being followed by a demon. >Wake up >NOPENOPENOPE



[534]

>Be thriteen >2nd floor bed next to large window that looks out onto a driveway in neighborhood >9:00, going to bed >Turn off the lights, have just gotten into bed >Hear this freaking loud shrieking laughter from outside my window >Like a mentaly insane jester form hell >whatthehellwasthat.flac >Imediantlly jump up, roll blinds down, look out window, street lights are on >Nothing outside AT ALL

That laugh still scares the crap out of me when I think about it.



[535]

>be last year >in bed on the very edgy of sleep >hear whispering and quiet footsteps walking up to my bed >First reaction is NOPE.AVI >Look up, eyes not fully adjusted but see shadowy thing standing in room >Surge of righteous fury for no reason >"Dare you to do something, you're unwelcome! >Assume dark thing understands that I mean to try and whoop it if it doesn't leave >Don't hear or feel anyone in room anymore



[536]

Can't say it's parabnormal, but this always freaked me out: >be about 16 >hanging out in computer room, computer screen being the only light >dad and his gf are on the other side of the house (most likely passed out) >around 11 pm, start hearing children, can't tell if they're laughing or crying >think it's the neighbors kids or something >this continues until 2 am, still think it's kids, not realizing time >gaming with friends online >go out to get my 360 controller and mic to talk to them >come back >dead silent >figure the kids went inside >sit back down, suddenly hear a child scream right in my ear >NOPEOUTTATHERE.JPG

Haven't had anything in that house really happen to me since, but dad's convinced the house is haunted.



[537]

>Be 17/18 at girlfriends house. >sitting on couch waiting for her to get out of bathroom. >hear scream. >ask if she is ok. >ya anon why do you ask? >Didnt you just scream? >No I didn't... > hear rustling in basement. >spaghetti about to fly out of pockets. >Open basement door. >cat. >Feeling good. >cat shaking with fear? >go halfway down stairs. >Child standing near unpacked boxes. >Nope.jpg >haven't been down there since.



[538]

To stir up the waters here a little bit

>Sister, 7 years old >Yesterday she brought picture of a woman she made in school >Above that woman words "Guardian angel" are written >Where prompted to explain, she explains she can see her, her guardian angel protects her, takes care of her health and wellbeing >They don't talk, she just knows it >First time she saw her / it, was two days ago, during night when she saw flash of light and saw her walk past her



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[540]

>be last week >come home from college >hear singing upstairs >mom is singer >sneak up on her and scare her >brilliantplan.jpg >open door yell really loud >nothing >no one home >mfw.jpg >dad comes home >mom is working >NOPENOPENOPENOEPEPNOENP

>be last night >get a drink >walk upstairs >hear fast movements in my room >sounds of papers being stepped on in a hurry >probably broham trying to scare >bro comes home >howisthispossible.jpg >no one in room >no papers been moved >permission to nope

poltergeist up in this here



[541]

>Be last Monday >Home from Grad School >Brought two roborovski hamsters with me >Both are old >Both die >Bury them next to a river >Sadness has made nest in my heart >Two nights later (Wed) I awake to sounds >The sound of their wheel >Wat >Turn on phone flashlight >Wheel still moving >Yell "Hey!" >Wheel stops >Wheel tips over >NOPENOPENOPENOPENOPE >Mfw



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>walking home after work at 2am >no cars on the road >barely any light at all except a flickering street lamp ahead of me. >see someone walking my direction but on the other side of the street >he appears to be wearing a long coat, all black clothing, walking with his head down and long hair blocking his face >get a little nervous, start walking faster >he passes me >I look behind me to see where he went >not there anymore >start speed walking >hear footsteps behind me, turn around >he's freaking running right at me with his hands pointed toward me >looked like he had freaking nails for fingers >run as fast as I've ever run in my life >get home, unlock the door in a split second >turn on all the lights, lock all the doors >an hour later hear knocking on my door >peek out the window >it's freaking him >see him scratch his face with what looked like his nail finger things >proceeds to rub his freaking bloody face on my door >walks away, stares at my house for about a minute then leaves >call the cops and tell them about it >couldn't sleep for days afterwards >they never found the guy



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>Walking home one night from a friends house >Talking to her on the phone for company >No lights anywhere apart from down some road. >Phone cracks up and dies >See them flash from orange to red as they normally do when turning off. >Suddenly an animal bursts out from underneath the red glow and charges me >I freaking run for the hills >Hear panting and foot steps near behind me >See one of those convex mirrors for lorries on the side of the rode. >It's some hideous monster, completely bald and hunched over, small spikes arching out of his back down it's spine >Exit the other side of the bridge >Hear bush rumble to my right >look to my left, there's two now. >Get into my house and bolt every window and door shut.

...

>Don't sleep for two days because of the event. >Finally manage to sleep and I wake up to sleep paralysis. >See one of the monsters outside the skylight window of my attic room. >Sunlight hits his back and he runs off.



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be 16 >playing vidya (Gears of War 1 IIRC) with best friend from school at his house >we're in Andrew's (my friend) it's his house >he has a xbox mic on so he's busy talking to his friends over xbox party chat >I'm sitting at an angle where I can see the television but in the corner of my eye see the hallway leading to the living room since his door his open >we're home alone >It's around 8:30-9:00 PM. >lights are off except for living room for when his parents get home. >still playing vidya >my eye picks up on motion just in the lower right corner of my Field Of View >MOTHER FREAKIN' ARMY OF COCKROACHES RUNNING AROUND LIVING ROOM >nope.betamax

I made up some BS excuse and ran home. This was back when I lived in NYC and some neighborhoods in particular had serious roach infestations. Turned out, he lived in one of those neighborhoods.



[545]

>walking to bathroom >witching hour >just read every creepypasta ever >see something in the hallway >split second of fear so powerful vision blurs >mfw



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>Going to pagan event cause I'm into the occult >some jerk assembled the points to a pentagram out of heavy rocks. >Badly placed, can barely tell what they are surposed to be >People who were originally doing it stopped being able to move rocks once they settled into postion, despite it not being what they wanted. >They joke about people getting lost across the "pentcle" that's all of 5 strides wide in the middle of any empty field >No one laughs >That night two people got lost in the pentcles, searched for over an hour for one missing dude to find him on other side of fenced off land unconcious >Crossed the pentcle once >Feel somone tracing fingers up my back >NOPE NOPE NOPE never again.



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I live in the U.K. A colleague at work heard this from her boyfriend. He works with someone who said that his sister's friend got the last tube (subway train) home a couple of weeks ago. When she got on there were five rows of seats empty but the last row had three people sitting in them. As she was a little afraid, she went and sat opposite these people. She settled down and looked up to see the woman sitting opposite her really staring at her.

So she got out her book and started to read but every time she looked up the woman was still staring. The train pulled into the next station and a man got on. He looked up and down the carriage, took a look at her and the people opposite her and came and sat next to her. As the train left the station the man leaned back and said quietly in her ear "If you know what's good for you, you'll get off at the next station with me". She was scared but thought the best idea would be to get off at the next station as he asked as there might be people around.

The next stop comes up and she leaves the train with this man. The man says "Thank God, I didn't mean to scare you but I had to get you off that train. I'm a doctor and the woman sitting opposite you was dead, and the two men either side were propping her up." According to the guy who told this story, the girl and the doctor called the police who stopped the train at the next station. This happened a month ago IIRC.



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Kind of a long term thing.

>move to a new house when I was 16 >pretty normal for a few months >17th birthday rolls around >I get a little down around my birthday >laying on my bed with headphones in >half way asleep >bed sinks a little >eyes snap open >what the hell >look around kind of spooked >okay I was just semi-dreaming or something >lay back down and close my eyes >seconds later I feel something caress my face >scream, thrash wildly and jump out of bed >a second or so after I'm up there is a squeak of springs and an indention raises >scared not sure if I imagined it or what >ask a friend to spend the night after my birthday party so I didn't spend the night alone

Little stuff like this kept happening, sometimes it didn't really scare me to be honest it was a little comforting. A few months ago it started taking a different tone.

>sleeping >it was freezing when I went to bed >covered with three covers >wake up >half-way uncovered >grab the covers to pull them back up >covers don't budge when I pull >think they're stuck under me >fan them >they like snap down to the left against the bed >still half a sleep >roll over to get them >feel a pressure against my shoulder and my right wrist >thrash trying to get up >body feels so heavy >bed rocks gently for a few seconds >lower half tingles >start to cry >bed springs squeak and the pressure against me disappears >overwhelming feeling of misery comes over me >pull the covers over me and cry for hours until morning

Sometimes at night I feel tugs on my covers or I'm waken up by the bed spring squeaking like someone getting up. It's terrifying. I'm staying with mom now as a result.



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>Staying in summer house with family >house use to be a funeral parlor >brother and I are playing vidya on the top floor >the room is completely closed off by doors and there are no windows or other ways for wind to get in >closet door that was closed completely suddenly starts opening itself >it opens half way pretty quickly >my brother and I are both completely quiet and pretty scared >finally after a minute of looking at the door my brother gets up and sees nothing's in there >we hear noises coming from that room at night ever sense then



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When I was a kid I was in the hospital a lot. I'm telling you, it still makes me shiver.

>Be inpatient in a hospital, nurse shows me the room where the children are >wicked snes >be playing super mario >cool kid sits next to me, we play for awhile >finally he turns to me and whispers >"I have cancer, they say I have less than a year left to live" >as he says that the other kids turn and watch us in the room >the look in their eyes, freaking black >they all just laugh, kid next to me nervously laughs too >nope.ico >Get out and have never been in a hospital since.



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Uh I kinda have one not very good.

>4-5 years ago >Be nocturnal >just moved into new house >Making sandwich one night >guitar laying against the wall starts to play >Nobody there >Nope.somethingcreative >Nope all the way back to my room >Eat sandwich >Sleep at friends house all day >Dad says he say people in the mirrors who werent there >Mom has Nightmares

These things don't happen anymore blessed out of this place got super christian for a whole year.



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Don't care if you guys don't believe me, but this happened to my brother in the 70's, he's in his 40's now.

My mom was somewhat a witness, my sister was too young to remember at the time, I wasn't even born. I'll write this from brother's point of view

>Family is christian, mother's side used to be witches >Grandmother converted, but says family has a psychic gift >Go to sleep one night, have vivid real dream >Be 8 at the time >Dream of coming to strange house from store with candy >Open door walk down hall. Door on side of hall opens >Out comes humanoid creature fur on his lower half >Upper half can't be seen, it's ignited in fire >Creature is screaming in pain, runs for the front door >Freeze in terror thinking gunna run into me. Instead runs past me >Runs so fast, feel the breeze of air as it passes screaming and on fire >Wake up sweating bullets

Some weeks go buy, my mom gets a call from someone at the church, my brother goes with her.

>Spot a corner store, have 50 cents, get some gum >Go to meet mom at the house she pointed at across the street >Stand infront of house, then freeze in fear. Looks familiar. >Walk through front door, walk up hall >Remember the dream. Hears mom praying and rebuking evil spirits from room with people >Alone in hall >Feel breeze in empty hall >Nope.jpg



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A couple of months ago I was trying to sleep. I was almost asleep when I looked into a dark corner and saw a weird, crouching silhouette. It was maybe 100 cm tall, but didn't look very clear so I just thought aw come on, why does my mind always have to play tricks on me when I'm almost asleep?

Anyways, I closed my eyes and tried to forget about it when I heard a noise. It sounded like someone was sniffing and maybe scratching in the corner where I saw the silhouette before. The sounds became louder and louder as they moved by the wall, closer and closer to where my bed was. It stopped a couple of metres away from me but continued to get louder, going from just sniffing to grunting and breathing heavily. It started going towards my bed again, but slower now. At this point I was shaking in fear and sweating rivers. Soon I just couldn't take it anymore. I decided to just screw everything and open my eyes to see what it was. So I opened my eyes and looked out into the darkness... and it just stopped. It was nothing there anymore.

I've tried to convince my self that It was just my mind playing tricks on me, but man was I scared that night. It seemed so real at the moment.



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>Be gaming until' 3 am >Turn off computer >Darkness everywhere >Hear kind of a dragging sound >Pick up from pocket iPhone and light up the room >As I light over my wardrobe, the door slides open in front of me. >Huge glassdoor, takes force to get it moving >Nope out of room, sleep with littlebrother in guest bed. It really takes force to get the wardrobe door moving. Huge glassdoor, 2x3 meters.

Also a story relating to this one.

>Moved into this house a year ago. >Father having a welcome party, friends looking at house >My fathers bestfriend, has a gf who is kinda spiritual. >Go into attic >She freaks out, says it's 3 guys staring at her >Laugh it away, but she refuses to stay

One week later

>My litlte sister has a chalkboard in her room >Someone has written on it "Hello Milla" >None of us in the family has done it, she's too young to write. >nope

^This happened about a month before the wardrobe incident. Things have calmed down after that.

Another story from me;

>Be 15 years old >At cabin with a friend >Decide to watch The Ring 2 >Doesn't really scare me too much. >Friend leaves next day >Later that day, gonna eat with family >Mother tells me to turn off all lights in cabin >Look everywhere and turn off every electronic device in house >Eat, finish before others >Decide to go upstairs to room. >Hear some buzzing sound >Nope >Look to the left of stairs, some light on the ground >We had a really old tv, like those in the movie. >Tv on, with the same flickery background as there is in the movie >Nope >Run back to family, decide to eat some more



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>be 14 >middle of the night >alarm goes off in house around 1 am >check house, no opened doors/windows, no one there >dismiss it as electrical error >an hour and a half later >be awake playing diablo >suddenly, all doors in house swing open >they literally blew open, and they all hit the wall going back >sounds like freaking cannons going off >mom and sister freak out >close all doors >go back to bed (tried to at least)



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I have one. Last year, at night, I was putting out my garbage, pushing our bin outside of my gate. My home is at the far end of a long gradient, with the road clearly visible.

When I was pushing the bin, I glanced down my street, toward the road (which was fully lit due to streetlights and stuff) What I saw was a tall, thin humanoid, almost black/shadowy figure. It was very lithe, its arms and legs incredibly long, and it was running as though it was wading through water. There wasn't any indication of hands or feet, essentially long stumps.

I've seen some pictures on /x/ (fake or otherwise) that show similar figures on motorways, and one 'stretching' its limbs to climb some apartments. Still, weird.



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>I'm 13 living in creepy old family farm house. >Grandfather dies suddenly. Worth noting.. >Didn't know then, but he was a freakshow alive >Suffice to say he was some kind of cult leader. >His own brand of Christianity cuz he thought he had it right and all churches were wrong. >In other words, a nut. >Grandma worshiped him >hopeless trainwreck following his death. >set up a room for her downstairs in the dining room. >Many times observed grandma having full on conversations with my grandpa. >Overheard her asking him why he left >Why he wouldn't allow her to call 911 >Or take an aspirin >Could have saved him >Now she's alone >He made her watch him die >It was in God's hands, not his or hers. >Can't say I'm sorry for him.

>Blew it off somehow as Grandma just coping. >Then it got weird at night. >I would awaken during the middle of the night >go out into the hallway. >Downstairs I could distinctly hear the Andy Griffith Show theme song being whistled. >I know, it's absurd.

>Next day ask casually who was watching the show late last night. >Grandma insists TV was off all night. >But I had seen the flickering of the light through the vent in the floor, and heard the sound... >I laugh to myself, thinking it's funny >Figure grandma has a TV habit >Must be ashamed for some reason. >Think it's kind of cute and weird.

>Happens again. Every night for a week. >Every day at lunch same conversation >Finally they are fed up and tell me it's old >That night I hear it again and start to walk down the steps. >See the flickering of bluish TV screen light >Can even hear that high pitch hum of old TV screen >And distinctly hear the warped Andy Griffith Theme >Sounds the same but now that I listen to it again >What I was hearing then was a lower pitch >Slightly off-key, and more somber sounding >sad almost

>No skelingtons popped owt and no blood was everwhare. But there's no good ending or resolution. It's a weird story, but I swear it's true.



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Not spooky, but paranormal.

>Go to park with group of friends >park is mirrored so both sides look the same >start walking in notice another group with as many people also walk in >sit at bench other group sits on bench mirrored to ours >we start talking are conversation gets heated >I stand up for some weird reason I look over to the other group that walked in >I notice they're copying our movements to the key >I tell group they stand up and the other group does >get really Creepy vibe >On guy in are group starts dancing to see if one will copy >sure enough >so we all start doing weird stuff >the other group copys >I shout to them "Okay, enough's enough, thanks for the laugh." and procede to laugh >The person is shouting back at the same time...it's my voice >guy in are group says "Brah it's us..." >slightly nope.jpg >we start walking over to them >they start walking backwards and they disappear >we nope of there >still don't know what we saw



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>visiting grandma 1 week ago >talking about paranormal stuff, suddenly she remembers something >told us that something creepy happened 2 days ago to her >night time >she's going out to take some water outside from the well >looks at the window >a face, white, two glowing eyes, a bit greenish, looking at her >noping out, staring at the face >looks at a wall, then back at window, face is still there >she says "stay away from me, I didn't do anything bad to you, you don't do anything to me" something like that >finally goes outside to the well, nothing there >gets some water, goes back in and looks at the window >no face there

That really gave me the shivers when she told that, been thinking about that for a while.



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>Be 6 >dad buys a used car for parts >he pretty much stripped out everything >car stands in the barn >no wheels >It is supported by some logs, it can be easily knocked down >get inside alone, carefully not to move the hull >play car race >suddenly someone from above calling my name >wasn't scary at all >get outside >no one >get out of the barn, to see if it's on the roof >still no one >suddenly a crash >one of the logs under the car rolled out >windshield cracks, glass splitters on the driver's seat, where I sat >mom runs out, hears the noise >'what happened?' >'dunno, one of the logs slid out' >never get into the car again



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>Just got into my bed, this happened about three-four weeks ago. >Grandfather's ashes up in the closet, creeps me out, but probably nothing to do with the story >anyway, just got into bed, bedroom door's closed, pitch black >as soon as I get settled, I feel like something's watching me >covers over my freaking head >bed starts to shake, can feel something moving towards me >start hearing heavy breathing in my ear >all of my freaking nopes >ripped covers off, raced for freaking light >look around room, freaking nothing >nope. >slept in the living room.



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Be about 7 years ago. Living with parents in what used to be great grandparents house. Got off of work at 10p. By the time got shower, homework, and laid down was about 1 am. Couldn't sleep, about 3 am hear somebody walk down hallwAy and stop at my bedroom door. Thought was dad that has insomnia messing with thermostat. Hear footsteps go back to living room. Hear two people having a conversation, figured dad was watching tv. Hear footsteps come down hall again and go back, conversation continues, happens 4-5 more times finally pass out. Get up next morning getting ready for school ask dad why he keep walking up and down hall last night. Dad says he sleep all night long never got up. Nope.rom



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About two years ago, me and a friend were rummaging around this house. The previous tenant supposedly murdered his son with a pocketknife and drove off a cliff. There wasn't anything creepy in the house, found some old food that smelled like rot baking in the sun for months.

On the way home me and my friend nearly got into a car accident because we couldn't brake, swerved off road and had to put the car in neutral to come to a stop.

Found a pocket knife jammed under the brakes. I thought my friend was playing a trick on me but I realized trying to get us killed isn't much of a prank, and he was with me the whole time, no time to go off and put a knife in my car.



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>17 >we move to a new house >laying on my bed one night >hear what sounds like my dad coming down the hall >seems like he's running >I set up just as the sound gets to outside my door >nothing >wait a few seconds for the door to open >"d-dad" >hear the stomping again going back down the hall >open the door real fast >nothing >he couldn't have made it to the stairs before I opened the door >nopenopenope

>later >laying on the bed again >hear this sound from my closet >the door was partway open >starts to open further >okay enough >jump out of bed and throw the door open >STOP SCREWING WITH THE DOOR >clothes are swinging >suddenly have a major panic >take some steps back >door slams shut >back all the way to my bedroom door >closet door starts opening slowly >feel like if I stood there I would see whatever it was leaving the closet >run downstairs >get downstairs >I can still hear it upstairs >sounds like it's tearing it apart >I start crying >call my dad >he can't leave work >call my boyfriend at the time >he comes over >still sounds like something stomping around upstairs >he comes up with me >we check each room >get to my room >everything from my closet is laying around the room >my mattress is standing on end propped against the wall >nope so hard I move out and live with my aunt

Dad still hears stuff there at night, says it sounds like someone stomping from room to room followed by door slams and stuff.



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>be 15, with best friend >hanging out in forest, as usual >plain daylight >start seeing shadows running through the trees and stuff >wtf >we try talking to them >Most inhuman/demonic scream we've ever heard >NOPE.jpg back home



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>be 16 >walking down street >streetlights start turning off >see red eyes above streetlight >NOPE >try not to focus on it and run away

true story srsly



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>Be last night >Almost asleep >"Hey anon, WAKE UP!" >Open eyes and reach for light >Before I turn it on I hear my bedroom door open and light from the hallway comes in >See a shadow go across it >Bring arm back and just lay there stiff as a board for several minutes >Scariest part is I live alone



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>be about 6 > get italian singing doll for birthday > hate dolls >let it stay in my room to make my aunt happy > weird athmosphere all of a sudden > starts walking and singing > slap it and run for mommy



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>be a year ago >live alone >fall asleep >dream about something being wrong with my mirrors, in a creepy way. >wake up, see top of head rising sfrom bethind my bed. > I get up, see it going down again. Don't move for an hour, then go look. >Nothing there



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>having a nice dream when suddenly black "seeps" in my line of vision >everything except a small circular field covered in black, circular field very dim >sudden feeling that I had to wake up, that I needed to >try to tell that feel to piss off and let me go back to my dream >feeling won't relent so finally I wake up to make it go away >the door is open a crack, but instead of the light from the other room it was pitch black >mad cackles >test for sleep paralysis - nope - turn over, shut eyes, go back to bed >wake up twenty minutes later, light in the hall is not covered in black, everything's as it should be.



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>Sitting late at night watching tv >Hear something near my stairs >Get up slowly and quietly walk over >See a person walking up them >Follow them, trying to be quiet >They go into my room >Close door behind them >I go up and open door >No one there >Search whole room >All windows in the room can't be opened, so no where to go >Nope all the way back to the living room and sit there the whole night



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>Be last night >Be alone >Hear walking past my bedroom door. >Hear breathing against bedroom door. >Loud banging in kitchen under my bedroom. >More walking around my house. >Called all my flatmates, nope none of them in house. >Go down next morning, stuff is moved in my kitchen. >Double check doors, front door, all the windows. >All locked from inside, no way something could have gotten out without making a massive noise (Have big wooden back and front door) >Walk to bedroom >Hear "I was in the kitchen the whole time." in my head >Nope



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>be a week or two ago >going to bed >I have lit incense in my hand, it is slightly glowing >there is a mirror in my room >as I walk in, I can see myself in mirror >I can see something partially block the crack of the door behind me >only one in the house >NOPE.jpg



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>be 14 >riding bike on dirt road in country side >drive by unknown roadkill, covered in flies >pause to take a look at the bloody mess >thing sits up, guts hanging out, flies scatter >stench is overpowering >thing is the size of cat, but with nickle sized jet black eyes >noped all the way home



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Noping is a state of mind. I was never one to act irrationally to a event which was overwhelming and on the verge of mega-scary.

I always am just about to get to sleep when I realize just how screwed up my should have been nope events were. I am also incredibly paranoid and a huge wimp but just not able to connect the dots at the best of moments, these are my stories.

>Be 5 >Intense fear of the bathroom of my old house a fear that continued until I left. >Didn't believe in spooky ghosts because my sisters would always try and scare out of me with made up stories and dressing in masks and costumes >Walk in bathroom humming my monotonis safety song along to the tune of the ceiling vent above the shower >I always mocked the existence of ghosts and said as long as I hum this song I will be safe every time I had a shower until I was twelve >having shower >look up at fan >think "I'm not safe" >See a freaking face behind the fan blades of the vent >disregard as imagination and keep starring >the face screams with no sound >humming cuts out >vent fan guard unbolts and I swear hits me square in the face >cry only because of how bad it hurt and think nothing of the situation other then my misfortune >continued having shower



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> Wake up at 2am > Can't sleep > Turn on PC > My creepy folder opens up automatically > "gotosleep.jpeg" pops up > NOPE



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>Few months ago >Moving into new apartment >Spend first night there, don't really have much with me yet >Set up for the night >Turn out lights and begin to try and sleep >Almost asleep when I hear walking >Jump up and grab flashlight I brought >"Whoevers there has three seconds to show themselves!" >Walking stops >Silence for about 5 seconds >Suddenly I'm pushed backwards by an unknown force >Feel unbelievable rage run through me and I jump to my feet >Running foot steps now >Follow the sound to one of the rooms >Door slams in my face >Tear it open and turn on light >Nothing there, just the empty room >Feel chill going up my spine >Nope slowly back to where I set up my makeshift bed >Don't sleep the rest of the night >Over the next few days of moving in, some more weird stuff happens at night >Would only happen when dark out >Wake up with scratches sometimes >Over the months I get used to it and kind of co-exist with it



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My old house was scary and I always slept with my two sisters on make shift beds on the lounge room floor (we all hardy slept in our rooms as kids).

>Be on the edge of the dreamtime >Both sisters dead asleep which was surprising since they were incredibly light sleepers >We had an old late 18th century transportable sewing machine that was passed down from my grand mother, here mother found it in scotland but it never worked. When the valve like hand wheel was turned nothing happened so we put it next to the computer because we were classy. >hear what I thought was rain and neighbours laughing >I went to get up, pissed off that the neighbours wouldn't shut up. >I opened my eyes and said to myself "shut up" in an irritated tone >The laughing stopped. >I as clear as day saw the figure of a woman turning the wheel of the sewing machine which worked and made a pitter patter sound like rain on a tin roof. >The figure was starring straight at me and started laughing again still spinning the wheel. The pitter patter got louder and drained out the giggling. >I was scared for a second but disregarded it as my imagination and convinced myself the sound was rain turned my head shut my eyes and went to sleep. >I slept easy because the neighbours shut up I liked the sound of rain. >The sewing machine worked the next day and I thought nothing of it.



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>be 16 >visiting cousins house in MA >always heard stories of basement being haunted >lolyeahright.jpg >go to bathroom at 3 am >everyone sleeping >nothing weird happened >go to bathroom again at around 5 am >toilet brush and casing in sink and shower door open >no one awake since everyone downstairs with me was asleep >separate bathroom upstairs for people upstairs >NOPE



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>About 6-7 so a long time ago >Big window is next to bed, has curtains that block out the whole window >Curtains are drawn on this particular night >Wake up at like 2am >Look out the window (biggest mistake) >Two glowing red eyes floating >NOPEEEEE >Can't have been an animal as they were too high up >Flip out, close curtains as fast as possible >Cannot sleep at all now >Keep on peeking around curtains >It stays there >Eventually fall asleep >Not there when wake up

>In my mid 20s >A few weeks after my second child was born >Wake up to him crying >Instantly jump out of bed and walk to his room. Still half asleep. >Woman is cradling my crying son >Assumed it was my wife >Decide to use the bathroom instead >Walking back, look in and the baby is asleep, wife's gone >Get back in bed, she's there >I tap here and thank her for getting to the baby so fast. >She was dead asleep. She said she felt me get out of bed, so she never got up. >I had assumed she "beat" me to the baby's room. She swears to god she never got out of bed. >Realize my son was WAILING while being cradled by that "woman". >NOPE >Told my wife, and left to stay at her mom's for the night with my baby, left wife and daughter at home. >Moved him to our spare-bedroom the next day. >Till he was 8 and despite the fact he'd never been told the story, he said he had nightmares about a woman standing in his bedroom at night. >NOPE again

>In my early 30s about 2008, on holiday with my family and a couple of mates and their families >Telling ghost stories >My mate jokingly sets alarm on radio to start while telling stories to scare us all >Son of my other mate tells story about someone who died >Just as he said the words "he died" >Radio turns on at max volume >Radio host says "yes, he died!" >Everybody NOPES >Probably just a coincidence >Calm down, continue stories >Radio turns on again >Everyone nopes a bit again >Mate says he only set the radio to come on once >Everybody pretty freaked out >Notice two red lights through slanted cupboard >Think back to childhood >NOPE NOPE NOPE >Turn on lamp, realised it's just a fire alarm >Next morning >Look in cupboard >Only one fire alarm light >NOPE >Dafuq happened that night

>What a *coincidence* that mate's son said he died just before radio host said "Yes he died" >Why did the radio come on again >What was that second light



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Happened to me when I was living with a friend.

>be 19 >move in with a friend with a three story house >the people that live there own a church, are very religious >sleep on the 2nd floor >the room has a sturdy wood door and a closet that opens to the hallway >have to sleep next to the closet >hear my coat hangers hit each other each night >one night I finally decide to remove them and just lay out my clothes >as I'm getting done I look over in front of my bed, I see a kind of gray-red pair of eyes staring at me then the move as if the thing was laughing >next morning tell the owners >told me to move out, that I have been contacted

I never actually knew what they meant by "contacted".



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>get a job immediately after high school >become pretty good friends with some of my co-workers >we decide we should get a house together near by, so we could drive together and stuff. >scope out a few places, find one that seems to be perfect >two bedrooms on the main floor, an upper room which is practically just a big living room with a closet, and a basement, so 2 rooms and 2 makeshift ones >when we move in I begin putting my stuff in the upper room, eventually getting to clothes last >when I open up the closet I notice that on the left there is a small little door with a latch on it >opening it I find that it leads to the attic >I immediately get this overwhelming bad feeling about it >I really can't explain it, but I back out and slam the door shut >I figure "I'm just screwing with my self, come on nothings there" >I open it back up, and I just feel it again, like a huge wall of negative force practically yelling at me to get out >hear something coming from within, again back out and slam the closet door shut >co-worker opens up my door and asks why I'm slamming the door >tell him that there's something wrong with this closet, and how it feels evil >he doesn't believe me, laughs while walking up the stairs >I stand back, he opens the door and goes in >he freezes for like a good 5 seconds but what seemed like forever before he backs out and slams it shut >he looks at me with just pure fear >get the other two guys involved >they both come up, check out the closet, and they both feel it too. >we're all pretty freaked out by this, can't explain why it's doing that >one of them says I can just use his closet, and to not screw with it >later that night, first time I'm actually sleeping in the bedroom >laying in my bed, trying to fall asleep >all of a sudden hear something screwing with the handle to the closet >immediately nope out of bed, begin going down the stairs >feel like something freaking pushes me >fall down, knee slams into the mirror on the door shattering it, get glass all up in my freaking knee and leg >have to go to the freaking hospital >come back the following day, immediately barricade off that freaking door.

I'm still living here, still in the upstairs. Occasionally I'll hear scratching or pounding coming from the other side of the wall where that thing is. I don't know what it is, but I don't want to screw with it.



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>in bed at night >hear footsteps upstairs >upstairs is only loft, used for storage with not enough headroom to stand up straight >nope >footsteps move to and stop above my bed, which is top bunk and about 3 feet from ceiling >nope 2: nope harder



[584]

This is one of a 3 NOPE experiences that happened to me.

> 1AM > Wake playing Gears of War in my room > Wearing headphones as to not disturb my parents and grandparents > My bed is a matress by the window because that's the way I like to sleep, also because I have a deep phobia of that space beneath a bed (third NOPE experience) > The window gives away to the yard, the yard connects to a pine forest, that leads an area that belongs to the airport, which is nearby. > These woods were never scary before because thanks to the airport area, it was aways well light and airport cars where aways driving in the distance. > On this particular day the lights were out and now airport crew was patrolling (hollidays) > Woods were stupidly scary so I closed the shutters and locked the window with a padlock. > Pause the game to get a sammich from the fridge > As soon as I touch the door I hear a distinct sound comming from the window > Tap-tap > Stand still to listen better > Tap-tap > Chill goes down my spine > Tap-tap-tap > Realize there's someone or something outside because it sounds just as if someone is tapping a finger agaisnt the glass. > Realize whoever is outthere knows I'm inside because the light is on and the shutters are illuminated. > Tap-tap-tap (getting more impatient) > Decide to go to parents room nearby and wake them up > As soon as I touch key to unlock the door, tapping stops > Ok then > Taps on the other side of the door > OH GOD > Back away sit on mattress. > Taps return to window > Taptaptaptaptappitytaptap

> Lay down on the mattress and try to think of what to do > Decide to get my phone and dial my granddad since he always sleeps with his phone next to his nightstand > Nervously dial > Someone picks up > "Gran, it's anon, there's someone outside my window." > Hear a distinct laugh, it's no my grand's laugh, then the phone loses signal. > Realize that even though his room is on the opposite side of mine I didn't heard it ring > Tapping alternates between windown and door, door and window > Padlock on window starts to beat agaisnt the metal > Decide to lift the side of the sudder a few milli-inches, just enough the peek through > See a white pale eye-less head looking straight into the window ( not in my direction) > Head starts to turn. > Drop to the floor and stay alternating looks between door and shutters. > Grasping my pocket knife and my xbox controller desperatly as if something is gonna bolt through the door and into my room > Taptaptaptaptap > Oh god oh god oh god. > Went on until 5AM. > Next day construction/airport crew are back > woods not scary anymore > never happens again > luckly we moved out before the next holliday season > next day granddad finds his phone outside, right next to my window

This happened when I was travelling with some friends and we stayed at another friend's home

> Everybody sleeping on the living room > Wake up to pee > On the way back notice there's someone in the kitchen > Tall old man in a suit > Looks very pissed, just looks at me with a stern face > "Go to sleep Jonathan." > Think it's someone who lives in the house > Next day inquire about old man and why was he so pissed and how he knew my name > Nobody knows what I'm talking about > Pretend I was trying to scare them > Go spend the next night in a hotel



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>Be couple of months ago >2:30 AM >Browsing some NOPE thread. >See someone mentioning one man hide and seek >Go google it >Start reading about it >While reading have this fear so I close it once >Read some other stories from this thread >Open the instructions about one man hide and seek again >Start reading them again >After reading for awhile,but not whole >Suddenly hear a scream outside(Window was open) >After that scream my vision goes all interlaced red >Or something like that >NOPED and close that window >It still takes some time until I go from interlaced to normal view >Scared to go to sleep. >Freaking One man hide and seek instructions.



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>5 - 6 years ago >be with my dad on walk with dog >spotted a few deers farther >looking at them and talking together >we forget the time >it's dark (no problemo, moon was shining) >walking slowly to home on old unused road >look at the sky >something luminous flying above us >it wasnt airplane, flying so much low >NOPE.jpg >me and dad speeded up our footsteps



[587]

This happend just two days ago. >In bed >Be screwing around on my phone >About to go to sleep, tired >Lay in darkness waiting to fade to sleep >Hear faint noises >"Is that... Rock music?" >Sounds just like Three Days Grace or some edgy rock band like that >the sound is coming from my closet next to me >Dismiss it >Music again >Screams are muffled in the music >Hear scream in my right ear >Freaking bolt out of bed >Turn all lights on >Calmly NOPE to the living room >Tfw you don't even listen to rock



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> Be Biologist > Be doing biologist stuff > Buddies are setting camtraps on trees while I'm at camp trying to get a fire going > Fire won't catch > Bill sits next to me > Feels cold, but since everything was cold never cared about it > "This freaking lint won't make a spark, crappy equipment, where's Sam with the lighter?" > Keep complaining for a while > Realize the person next to me isn't talking > Feel a slight chill creeping up my spine > Slowly look ahead > Can see Sam's and Bill's flashlights in the woods ahead > Who the hell is sitting next to me > Turn around, all I see is something black > NOPE > Wake up next day > Sam and Bill are standing on top of me, white as milk > I'm laying in the middle of the ground a little bit away from the camp > They said they heard screaming and when they came I was nowhere to be seen > Had spent the whole night looking for me, shouting, yelling, all they got in response was a deep grunt. > Try to get up, pain everywhere > mfw this is what I looked like when they tore my shirt off > mfw I had torn both my pectoralis (as if trying to push/fight something away, to the point where the muscle tore ) and broken 5 ribs and a clavique > mfw I'm never doing field trip work again > mfw everynight I NOPE at the slightest feel of something brushing agaisnt me



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>Be around 5 living with Mom >Parents got separated >Mom was an alcoholic and often had to get her friends to babysit me because of it >Always used to be terrified of the hallway with the stairs for some reason >Could hear scratching if you sat on the stairs for long enough >One night I'm at my grandparents and my mom and her friends are sitting in the living room >hear banging up stairs >Mom "Oh that's probably just anon" >Friend "Anon's at his grandparents isn't he?" >NOPE.jpg

>Tells me this story >Mom has ingenious drunken idea and decides it's a good idea to try "Call out the spirits" >She invites some of her friends over and goes full retard by acting like she's a medium saying "Any spirits reveal yourselves" >Silence >Hear something banging down the stairs >OHGOD >The door leading to the hallway starts shaking and you can make out faint screaming as thought someone is banging against it >Lasts for about a minute everyone is frozen in shock then total silence

>Most people too freaked out and we all head into the kitchen >Realise mom is acting weird and she stammers over to me almost falling on me out of fear push her away and she falls back >Everyone staring at me and I apologise >They all decide they're too freaked out and head home >Mom looks at me with pure rage and starts proclaiming that I'm "lucifer", grabs me opens the door leading to the stairs and throws me in then closes the door behind me >Dark and I'm terrified I have no idea what is going on and I start to hear something scratching along the walls. >Bang on door crying and yelling for her to let me out but she has it blocked from the other side >Run to the front door unlock it and NOPE out of there, head to one of her friends in nothing but my socks in the middle of november >Friend understands and lets me stay at hers >Mom comes around asking why I left as though I'd done something wrong and tells me she'd never do that when I explain what she did and hugs me.

I everyone started to claim that the house was haunted after that incident and I moved in with my dad when my mom was seen as unfit for parenting in her condition.



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Only got two interesting ones, starting off with the more boring one. >Live in a family with a long history of spirituality. >Know how to "Feel" spiritual energy and such. >Know how to power crystals using own energy, other such things (Not really relevent). >Enough backstory. >Be a couple years ago. >Living in Arkansas, living in middle of nowhere in a camper with no proper electricity and no running water. >Little power we have goes out and I go up to see if the breaker flipped. >Walk up the driveway that leads to breaker (It's up a hill and the treeline is thick on either side, standard Arkansas) >Feel things watching me. >Nothing there. >Stop in my tracks, beginning to nope. >Not able to tell intentions of my stalker. >Decide it's harmless, throw down a protection just in case. >Never messes with me. >Freaking power doesn't come back on.

>Be a few years later. >Grandpa dying with lung cancer, moved him in his trailer up here. >Back room is always dark (Just the way the trailer was positioned) >Back room is in the spot of my stalker >Always feel things watching me from there >Brother thinks there's a dog in there, too >Turns out to be residential, and we co-exist to this day

Next one is a little more scary.

Second story, don't remember 100%, it was a long time ago.

>Be 5 or 6 or something like that. >Dad moved out, went to Canada. >Decide to move into new neighborhood. >Looking for houses. >Go to this one house. >Walk in, brother, same as thought was dog, is still breast feeding. >Walk in the house, immediately see blood everywhere. >Start talking about said blood. >Only one who can see it. >One doorway, right when you walk in projects black from under it. No freaking idea. >Brother gets really quiet, until he needs to eat, or drink, or whatever you call it. >Mother sits down with him on fireplace. >He turns blue, can't breathe the second she sits down. >Rush out of the house, once again being knowledgeable in this area. >As soon as she hits the door, he starts breathing. >I nope my way out of the house, still looking at the blood and that freaking door. >Nope all the way back home. >Nope ourselves into a different house.

All I've got, outside of misc. Arkansas woods encounters. Willing to share those, as well, if interested. Also willing to answer questions about spirituality and exactly what we do.

(Captcha: That Amongg)



[591]

only really had 1 nope experience.

>woke up to my bed shaking slightly >hear sniffles >tv turns on >NOPE.jpg this was just last night...



[592]

>Be last night. >Rainy outside. >Hear someone bang into my door. >Thing actually pushes inward a bit. >Can see shadow under door. >Grab bat and swing the door open. >No one there. >Close door, can't see shadow anymore.

I asked around, found out I was the only one on the floor at the time.



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>me couple of months ago >friend myself and sister playing a franks box >entire atmosphere of room changes from some kids just screwing around with ghosts to ominous heaviness >we all look at the door when we hear a little girls voice say something through the static >we all can feel somethings on the other side of it >suddenly footsteps walking away and down the stairs >nope.avi



[594]

Another one, better too in same house.

>strange stuff going on, footsteps in rooms no one was in etc >sister went to bed early(she was acting wierd for the last few months so she went to bed early all the freaking time) >me being the jerk I am, I go up her staircase to screw with her >get to the top and turn the corner and open her door >as I open the door, I get an intense feeling of dread and fear >fully open the door and it felt like a mix of freezing cold air and evil went through me >next thing I knew I was down the stair and had jumped 6 or 7 of them going down >mom thought I had fallen down stairs

Nothing has scared me that badly in my life, I literally lost all coherent thought and it was completely flight instinct.

I haven't experienced that since.



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>Be 10 >Dad & I shooting deer our property so they stop eating our plants >Dad has me hold the spotlight >No deer >Dad goes in house >I don't >Shine spotlight in lower pasture >Two eyes, bipedal thing looking at me >nope.rar >Thing drops to the ground >Can't find it again >No one believes me.

For real, either there was some hobo in my field, or I saw sasquatch.



[596]

>Be kid >Live in family house with parents, inherited from grandparents >Dog gets weird sickness, looks like epilepsy >Has to be put down >Still barks at night >Turns out every dog living in the house for a few years gets this sickness

My mind was full of what when my mom told me that last point. And what a weird house it was.

>Attic of same house >Be kid >Me and my brother won't go to a certain space at the end of the attic because of weird feels of fear >Everything else is fine >"Haha, bro, we are being silly" >Get some friends into the attic >Tell them nothing about the space >Nobody goes there, even stepping on each others' feet to avoid it >They are eyeing the space nervously >Years later, am adult, say "Screw this, I do Karate" >Go to space >Hair standing up, cold sweats immediately >There is a cabinet there >"Just like in my horror movies, here goes nothing" >Open cabinet >Inside is a crayon picture of a man without a face and a porcelain doll with only one eye >Nothing happens, feels get stronger >Nope out of there

Man, I probably forgot most of the stuff going down. My mother was big into occultism, my father came from a family of seers. Weird.



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>be 17 >mom's friend from other country comes to visit for a month >loves our house and becomes almost a part of the fammily >leaves to her country and dies a couple of months later >asks on her will to leave everything to me and my mom, incluiding the urn with her remains >her familly doesn't let it happen >several nights when mom was on a trip or something hear noise in the dark ( moving things around, trowing papers away etc) >it won't stop until I say good night and that my mom wasn't there

We moved from there a couple of years ago, but the land lady says it still happens from time to time, and that the new guests all leave in less than a couple of months.



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>Around 7.30am friday >Going to highschool >I live on the third store, going to get stairs >walk to them >Screw that, let's use the lift >walk to it >uhm... better do some exercise today >walk to stairs, light is off but I can see without problems as I have an illness that allows me to see in dark and there was enough light coming from the window, so light wasn't low for my eyes >stop at the first step for half a second, see a shadow that isn't usually there >"just my imagination" >going to the second step >the shadow moves >Woah, what was that? >hear footsteps running that the stairs >thinking about chasing it, but it was running very fast, I was still sleepy >I keep going down >it goes down to basement

I left without problems, but since that day I check every single shadow every single morning I left.

It was like a kid of 7~8yo big, its footsteps were very light. I don't know what the hell was that, but I don't feel safe no more there. Some days I still feel like it's watching me.



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>Sometime around midnight >window open >house is right next to 100 acres of woods >hear a long, deep howl >think nothing of it >about 10 minutes later, I hear a man shouting and screaming from far away in the woods >ohgod.jpg >silence >hear another howl >next morning I go out to investigate >all I find is a jacket with huge claw marks all across the front

Story #2

>about 2 am >wake up randomly >go to close bedroom door >see a tall, black silhouette standing in front of me >I say nothing, It says nothing >start to feel a very "evil" feeling in the room >NOPENOPENOPE >slam the door in the things face and hide for about 30 min

I continue to have short nightmares of thing. Whatever it was, it certainly wanted me dead.



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>Last year around midnight >Moved to a new house within the month or so >Just walked into my room after using the bathroom >Hear a voice saying "I love you" >Ask my brother if he said it, he said no

The only person I know that would say it would be my grandmother who died of cancer, but she died two years before we moved.



[601]

>down south visiting family >it's getting dark out >never had this strange feeling.before like I'm really being watched >on my way back to the house in there huge back yard hear weird noise >start running trip over rock see something dart behind tree out my periphial. it was some cloaked looking person >allmywhat.avi >oh my god I was freaked out. Scramble up, sounds like it's running behind me >under the hood I can't see anything like a blank face >really my only paranormal experience



[602]

>Be 17 >Getting ready to take a shower >pulling back curtain >Eyesight flashes like an action movie, showing a child in bloody robes staring at me while my back is turned >Regain control of body >Whip around and see nothing >Leans against wall for five minutes, wondering what had happened.



[603]

>be 10 >on the computer browsing runescape forums >Everyone was gone from the house, except for my grandma who was asleep two rooms down >Hear intense breathing RIGHT behind me, like serial killer breathing, you know the kind >10 year old wimp brain tells me not to turn around, and if I stay still he won't notice me

Then I turn around like 3 minutes after it stopped, it was gone.



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>me at the age of 4 >wake up because some crappy bright light woke me up >source of light is immediately in front of my window >realize we live on the 6th floor >run to my parents >tell then some stuff is happening >get sent back to sleep >light is gone



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>be 8 or 9 >still up around midnight >door is ajar, can see hallway through it >grandpa died a few months back, his ashes were given to my parents >getting ready for bed, take off glasses >by chance, look through door >grandpa standing there >can see him in detail, even as it was dark and my glasses were off >question reality while I look at him >he looks at the ground and then phases into it >nope all the way to my mom >I didn't see my grandpa in real life, only a few picutres >described him to mom >she said it was a perfect description even though I had not seen his average attire because the pictures were wedding pictures



[606]

>Be 11 >Be in bed with the door open, facing away from it >Hear foot steps on carpet >Feel someone staring, hear light breathing >No fear, just rage >Throw off blankets and yell to scare my little bro >No little bro >No sleep that night



[607]

All sorts of weird stuff happened at my great-grandma's house. A few examples:

>be terrified of the corner across from the toilet >the corner is unnaturally dark, more so when I look directly at it >nearly headbutt through a glass shelf trying to get away

>next morning, grandma asks why I've been digging around the closet >lolwut? the door's always been closed. >door has been open every night when she comes in to check on me >it is closed when I wake up

>be fighting with my cousin >steal his gameboy and lock myself in the guest room >TV turns on at full volume >starts to channel surf through static >turn TV off and give gameboy back >cousin says dead great-grandpa scared me because I was bad



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> be 10 > waking up at exactly 3:23 all through my childhood > would listen to music before I went to bed, then put my mp3 player under my pillow > one night > wake up > alarm: 3:23 am > see my mp3 came out from under pillow > look back as I put it back under > child sized white figure standing in doorway > lock up > try to yell, get feeling of evil, can't make a sound > stared for maybe 2 seconds, felt like forever > hide under blankets for about 4 hours until sun comes up



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I know most horror stories begin with a crazy affirmation of it's truth, but I really remember seeing this: I can't explain why, I imagine the most logical reason would be the effects of sleep deprivation on a young boy, though I did live in a developmental center because my mom tended to such kids (unfortunately, she got fired for whistleblowing after watching a kid being put out naked in the cold, which my mom couldn't take--they're being indicted right now.), and they had experiments tested on kids:

http://www.cbsnews.com/2100-500164_162-672701.html

"House on Eldridge" we always called it. To the pictured is the main administration building for the asylum.

Anyway:

>Staying up late, parents out >Watching "Animal Planets Funniest Home videos, all bundled up cozy >Spider craws down tapestry of the wall >Multiple spiders start falling down the wall >there are now hundreds of spiders repelling down lines of web like firemen down a pole >I run screaming into my sister diana's room >Mom comes home, asks why I'm under the covers >Nothingisthere.jpg



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I don't know why all the ones posted on this board are so predominantly negative :(

One was when I was four or five. I used to see the this transparent kind of figure, he was an old miner, he even had a dusty old hat on and dirt on his clothing, he'd stand at my doorway to my bedroom (I lived in a big old wooden house in the bush in Australia )

Then my partner passed a month and a bit ago.

Exactly a week after the funeral I saw his silouhette in the window sill at my friends house, exact same frame, and with his hair, the same length when he passed... his hair was waving in this invisible wind. I blew the figure a kiss and it stared there for a while. ( I had to have a mask on whilst I was visiting him a lot of the time and as such he couldn't see my face so I'd blow him kisses )



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>Be 15 >Been doing weights for a few months >Wake up one night with a feeling of dread >There's a figure standing right next to me >Freak out and punch it as hard as I can. It would leave a massive mark followed by a dark bruise on a person. >It runs out of my room and slams the door >I run out and nope all the way to my parents >Only child so no siblings, just my parents and I in the house >I demand them to show me their stomachs so I can see any marks of being hit >They have none, they've been downstairs watching a film the entire time >mfw the bathroom window was wide open >mfw I punched some random guy who was watching me sleep

My mum told me when I was little I used to complain about a guy standing outside the window watching me and sometimes he would climb into my room. After I punched him I bolted the windows shut, put locks on my doors and slept with a knife for 2 years.



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>Be 7 or 8 >Family dinner in the yard ( I was in our province) >see a girl that looked like my cousin look through the curtains >I asked people if my cousin was there >they said no >mfw I was about to sleep in that room >mfw I still did, good thing I was with my parents



[613]

When I was young (from like birth until I was like 14) I was terrified of the dark. One night I was sitting in my room and no one else was up, I had a nightlight on and some christmas lights in my room. I started hearing footsteps of which I could only compare to if a ventriloquists dummy was walking down the hall. It continued for a while and I kept seeing a small shadow as though it was pacing back and forth just out of sight outside my door.

Needless to say I wet the bed even before sleeping and was terrified to leave my door open at night.

That may not be creepy to you guys but I was utterly convinced I was going to die.



[614]

Contributing a bit to hopefully save this glorious nope thread;

> Be a few years ago > Asleep > Wake up from heavy knocking on the door and my mom's voice > "Anon wake up. Dad is in the hospital, he's had an accident." > Me: "What? How? Is he okay?" > "The doctors say he's in very bad shape. We need to leave right now." > Me: "What happened?" (while scrambling to get out of bed and put on my clothes) > "I don't know the doctors said something about some truck aquaplaning onto the wrong side of the road because of rain and" > At this point I open my door expecting my mom to be outside with lights on and stuff > Instead greeted by complete darkness and utter silence, literally hearing the last word she said in a weird echo in my head due to sudden complete silence > Stare at the darkness wondering what just happened > Motheroftrolls.jpg > Two seconds later, higher brain functions kicks in and I freeze > Mom has been dead for the last few years > Wat.png > nope back into my room and sit in front of computer because sleep is out of the question > Tell dad about it and he wats a bit, but we write it off as a dream > Months later while sleeping > Phone rings in the middle of the night > Answer it, it's dad in the hospital, he had an accident > Apparently a SUV had aquaplaned onto the wrong side of the road and hit dad head on > The only reason he was alive was because he was wearing his seat belt, something he usually never does > Tells me the reason he put on the seat belt was because he saw the heavy rain and was reminded about my "dream"



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>in '05 >be in Spanish class >talking to a cute girl, sitting on my desk, waiting for class to start >suddenly the feeling of dread you get that only lasts a fraction of a second when you know something bad is about to happen and you can't do anything about it, like watching a car hit the car you're in or seeing someone fall from a ladder, overwhelms me. >source of dread feeling can't be seen with the eye, but it can be seen with the 6th sense "vibe" NOPE.PNG everyone has >it's presence is so strong you can "feel" its form >it comes into the classroom >it jumps over 3 rows of desks >it’s now 2 rows away from me and 1 from the girl, who has no clue what’s going on and just picked up that I’m no longer listening >I’m frozen in place but at the same time “telling” it (via vibe) that if it comes any closer I will murder it >it raises its “arm” and points to a kinda nerdy guy in the front row that I knew but never really met >it walks up behind him and whispers something in his ear >*snaps finger* the dread feeling vanishes just like that >the guy slowly turns around, pale as a new white shirt

“D-did you f-feel that Anon?”

>“Don’t even freaking start man, that was creepy enough.”

“It… it told me something, but I couldn’t understand it.”

>“No it didn’t, just shut up about it, you didn’t hear or feel anything.”

“So you did feel it!”

>both of us get bad heebee-jeebees >everyone else, including the teacher, were wating so hard >me and the guy later became friends because of the shared paranormal experience

>and it wasn’t the last one…

It was just him and I, and we never actually saw it, we just felt it. He said even with his back turned and finishing his homework he could feel it walk into the room.



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Here goes mine!

>Be 10 minutes ago. >Hungover as fuark from New years celebrations last night. >Live in a flat above a old lady's house >Go to get a drink of water. >As I'm heading back to my room I see something in the corner of my eye. >Don't look in its direction but start walking faster to my room. >As I'm walking through the darkness I keep feeling like it's just behind me. >Get into my room, close the door and lock it. >Goosebumps and cold shivers as I'm typing this.

What the hell guys?! ;_;



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> Be 13 > Be staying at girlfriends house for christmas > History of paranormal activity in house > Go to make a sandwich > Go to fridge to get ham > Fridge door blocks my view of hallway > Close fridge door > See silhouette in peripheral, ignore it > Finish making sandwich > Butter knife rushes towards my chest > Luckily it was just a butter knife > Freak out > Leg it up the stairs > Girlfriend is asleep on the bed > I Get in next to her > Hear creepy voice singing 'ring a ring a roses' > Nope > Door opens and see see through girl in hallway > Her face is rotting and decayed and her eyes are un-naturally dark circles. > Bed shakes violently > Yell out for help > Shut eyes in hope it is a nightmare > Girlfriend asks what is going on > It all stops

To this day I have not been able to sleep in that house.



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Well, one time I my brother and my mom were sleeping in the same room as me and at like 2 am the tv turned on by itself showing a solid piink image and makingthe worst freaking noise you can imagine. Like radio noise very very loud. My mom unplugged that stuff and we were all freaking out, we never knew WTF that was....anyone with a similar story?



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>late at night, around 8 to 11 years old >taking a piss in the bathroom just outside my parents' room >finish my piss and washing my hands >look in the massive mirror that covers the whole wall behind the sink >catch a silhouette in the reflection and a bit in the corner of my eye >turn to look right at it >black three dimensional shadow figure around my height standing in front of me >try to yell, but can't even though my parents were so close >stand, unable to move just staring at it >it disappears and I complain to my parents and they calm me down

The weirdest part was that earlier that night I decided to do that catholic "our father" prayer with a rosary and errything because I thought it would protect me from bad stuff, a practice which I assure you was and still is not common for me, being that I am not very religious.



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>Be around 13 (or 11, don't remember) >Clock was around noon and it was summer and sunny >Play with lego on the top of the stairs >No one else in the house >Hear the bathroom door downstairs moving >Thinking the front and back door is open and the draught is causing the bathroom door to move >Shrugs it off >Noise is getting more annoying >Suddenly realizing the doors aren't open >Goes down to investigate >Bathroom door closes with a bang as a approach it >Runs out of house

Some more:

>Being around 10 >Screwin' around with the Windows Sound Recorder Windows 98 used to have >Sings nonsense lyrics (because it's hilarous when 10) >Listen to what we've recorded >The sound file is almost a half minute longer than we recorded >Listens to the last part of it >Someone is mumbling then suddenly shrieks. Voice is like someone has slowed down the voice speed, giving it a dark sound >lolnope.png >Close off the computer



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>2011 summer grandma died and her house was all alone >Be 2012 summer and the house is still alone (No one buys) >I bring my gf to the house >We don´t enter grandma´s room, or touch anything >Strange felling... a bad feel >Gf is scared "Anon, I want to go home" >"Ok I say >We clean up the room, the feel is more and more, is like we shouldn´t be there >Don´t be stupid Anon, I say to me >"Anon please lest go..." gf is terrified >I look to grandma´s room >WTF the closet is open, I enter and close it... strange >We are going to the exit, I take a look to the kitchen >Oh god... all the freaking doors are open... >Balls of steel, I enter and close them all >While then my gf was at the door and star screamin ANON ANON PLEASE! >I run, She is at the door, THE HELL IS GOING ON >Anon please... let´s go... >The freaking house is actually throwing us away >I switch off all the lights and we go... >The bad, wrong feel disappear >We laugh >I still remember the freaking open closet



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When I lived with my parents, sometimes at night I used to hear this 'clacking' (best way I can describe it - like someone had two wooden bricks and they were being clapped together) right outside my bedroom - which looked out onto the front driveway. It always used to start down the road parallel to the side of the house - move closer (VERY slowly) until it was in line with my house. Then it seemed to move down towards the front door, staying there for about 5 minutes - then slowly back and down the road again until it was too far away to hear anymore. This always happened around 2 - 3 in the morning - and happened many times over a number of years.

Anyway - never really NOPED at the time but have been thinking about it recently and creeps me out.



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>Innadesert with pops >it's night >Hear screeching and footsteps coming towards me very fast >Hi-tail it out of there like a melanin enriched individual experimenting with mind-altering substances >MFW I go back to the spot where that happened the next day >MFW footprints on the ground >MFW tiny footprints, and broken branches everywhere



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>Be 8 >Move to new house with mom and step dad >every night for the first week I can hear heavy breathing coming from the closet >occasionally during the night the closet would shake >Nothing inside it but boxes

Also:

>Be 6 >Move to England with mother >in new house find an odd looking picture of an old woman in the corner of my room >throw it out >The same picture has appeared in the corner of my room in every house I've lived in since



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Alright, so I was roughly 9 or 10 and my little bro used to play soccer at this "community center," which was actually just a field with soccer goals, bleachers on one side and an orchard on the other.

At that age, I was a super shy kid and therefore didn't know anyone there, so I would find stuff to occupy my time. This particular time I see a kid playing with a soccer ball, which isn't out of the ordinary, but he's playing by himself on the edge of the orchard and not wearing a uniform or communicating with any of the coaches. So, being a kid with nothing to do, I go and start kicking the ball around with him. After about an hour or two, I decide I should go find my mom. So I tell him I'll be back and run across the field to find her.

She asks me what I was doing over there. I tell her I was playing with some kid. She asks "who?" I point to where he was, and he was nowhere. I thought he might have gone to talk to his mom, but because of the small amount of people there, clearly he wasn't.



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I think this was around Christmas of 2007. I was 16 or 17 depending on what part of the month it was. My friend and I decided to go see I Am Legend and then screw around afterwards. We drove to this Wendy's off the freeway.

There is a canyon and a water treatment plant out somewhere under the freeway. We walked along this bike path for a little bit. It was pretty chilly out but once we got about halfway down the bike path it was freaking freezing. It was an hour until sundown. As we were walking we saw a cyclist go by heading the same direction as us. He waved and went on. Not two seconds later the same cyclist went by again. Waved and went on. Not too spooky. They might have just been twins or on a team and wearing the same gear or something.

We climbed down the hill next to the path and hung out on the huge supports under the freeway. I had climbed pretty far up one of them and could see pretty far out. my bf and I had been texting and he wanted me to come over a bit early so we could go see xmas lights.

The sun was almost set at this point so we decided to pack up head out. As we got off the supports and started climbing up we both got this weird feeling like we were being watched.

We climbed up to the top and got back on the bike path and stopped so I could light a smoke for the walk back. Everything was really quiet, pretty much the only sound was me fumbling for my pack. I don't think I would have notice it if I hadn't been standing half facing the way we came up.

It happened pretty sudden, I almost had the lighter up and lit when this huge black thing rolled itself up onto the path. It was as big as a cougar, but had human like limbs. It was starting to get dark but what ever this was it was pitch black. Just a solid black mass. It hadn't made a sound until it rolled onto the path. My friend grabbed my arm and we freaking booked it down the path. I only looked back for a split second but whatever it was it moved on all fours. I couldn't see any features on it. No mouth, eyes, ears, nothing.

Being a stupid teenager I was a heavy chain smoker at the time (with asthma, hell yea I was cool), and my friend had to drag me most of the way. We sprinted nonstop until we reached the car and got in. Was probably the most terrifying thing I have ever experienced.

Also sorry for my awful story telling skills.

Oh, forgot the reason I mentioned the biker, we never saw anyone head back down the path and there were no cars aside from ours in the lot. Doesn't mean it was paranormal, maybe they lived nearby and just biked there. But there is an end to that bath with nothing but brush and canyon on both sides, The end is the treatment plant and there is a huge razor wire fence with cameras everywhere so they would have had to have turned around and come back.



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>Be 11 >Spend night at grandmother's house >Grandfather died in the living room (Where I was sleeping on the couch) >Hear sounds coming from back of the house. >Wake up grandmother, tell her. >"Oh it's just the cat, don't be scared" >Get back on couch, almost sleeping. >Hear another noise, just contemplate it's the cat. >Cat jumps on side of couch while noise is going on. >Nope. Stay up all night with TV loud to drown out sound.

Never spent another night there.



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I was a kid, I really can't remember how old I was, and I shared a room with my brother (I still do, sadly).

One day my brother stayed over at my grandmother's house so I got to sleep in the room by myself, back then I really didn't like sleeping by myself but now I would kill for some alone time... AHEM! So that night I went to sleep early so that I could fall asleep with the lights on, my mother or great grandmother would turn them off for me. I woke up that night because I heard a snarl, I immediately got scared even though our neighbors owned a dog, that strange sound was way too close to be next door, so I peeked out from under my blanket and saw that it was EXTREMELY pitch dark which was strange because of many reasons (the moon, the neighbors leave a light on in their backward, there was a streetlight that shined bright enough to let a small ray of light in my room). I, very scared, jumped out of bed and reached for the light switch, the lights wouldn't turn on, as I frantically flipped the light switch I heard something next to me, I can't really describe the sound since I can't remember it I just know I heard something. I reached for the door but it wouldn't open, I got so scared I started crying and hitting the door. Thankfully my mom heard me and tried opening the door, she couldn't open it either and yelled at me to unlock it, I unlocked (or locked) it and my mother tried opening it again but couldn't.

I felt something grab my shoulder and at that moment I was paralyzed for a second, then I started flailing my arms, I swear to God I hit something, I hit something and it sounded like I hit it hard. After that the door opened and I ran out of that room and when we looked there was nothing, the lights were fine again and the room wasn't as dark.

We never talked about it, I kind of wanna ask my mother right now but I really just want to believe I ate too much candy or something.



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>Living in a swamp when I was like 4-7 >No actual plumbing, house got burned down before we lived in it, was full of mold and stuff >Someone died in my room (Didn't find out until we moved) >at 7 mom was in a car accident and couldn't come up stairs to check on me >Middle of the night books start flying off my shelf, stuff rattling everywhere >Lock up, too scurded to move >Step dad comes flying up the steps to beat me for being awake and making a mess in the middle of the night >Don't really remember the rest

Lots of freaky stuff in that house, The boy who was never there, the weird lights and sounds, the "bugs" that never went away.

>Be in the same swamp, around 6 yr old lil me >Plumber comes to find out that we do in fact, have no plumbing >Plumber and mom talking in the kitchen >I had JUST learned to blow bubbles from bubble gum, (*so proud as a kiddo*) >What I thought was the plumber's son comes over and stares at me, we chat for a minute or two >I offer him some of my favorite blueberry gum >Show him I can make a bubble and pop it >Boy takes gum then runs out the front door >SWAMP by the way, no neighbors with kids for MILES >Tell mom when she comes in there that the plumber's son is a weirdo >Plumber and mom look at each other >Plumber has no son >Mom hightails me outta that house



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>an hour ago >eating cookies because they are good >scrolling on /x/ >closet door suddenly bursts open >NOPE NOPE CLOSE IT NO GET OUT OF THE ROOM



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> 11 years after my oma (grandmother) passed away > on the train heading to a job interview that is a big deal for my future, really nervous > feel a hand on my shoulder and hear her voice "it will be okay anon" > immediately feel relaxed and more confident > nail the interview and get the job

Never really believed in ghosts but I will stand by this forever. Thanks oma.



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>At home, playing vidya. Three dogs sleepin' on the floor, just chillin' out. It was Dead Space 2 for anybody who is curious. I am alone at home. >The backdoor has a screendoor in front of it. I hear it creak open. >The freaking door opens. >I stop. My heart starts to pound, my hands are now gripping in the controller so hard I know it's going to crack. I just know it. >Neighbor does not announce himself. My dog picks up his head and looks confused. >I hear footsteps. Heavy, weighted, slow footsteps. I hear the ticking of a pacemaker. Footsteps stop just behind my chair. I turn around, freaking petrified. >Nothing there. Doors are not open.

My grandfather passed away a few years ago. His footsteps sounded just like that, and he had a pacemaker. I strongly believe that his ghost was there. Or something.

This one is slightly. . . Bad. My friend I were convinced of silly things. I won't say them here because it would only serve to embarrass me. It's two parts. Another piece of backstory: we always went into our spacious backyard at "night" to contact entities because we were certain that things were out there.

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>Talking with friend, walking my dog. We come around the backside of the house, I lock up. >There's a thing. A white, albino thing. Easily six feet tall, on all four legs. Thin. Bone-thin. >It looks at me. We're about one hundred feet apart, give or take. >It runs away, silent as the grave. I can't even hear it moving across the grass. It's big. It should be loud. >Fear shows on my face, my friend is grabbing my arms and shaking me, trying to get me to say something. >I want to tell him to turn around, to look at it, to acknowledge it, but the words are stuck in my throat. Until it's out of sight, I finally tell him what I saw.

I've never seen the white thing again. If I had to liken it to SOMETHING, I would say imagine the werewolf off of Harry Potter. Kind of like that.



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Some time passed. Can't remember exactly when. We're walking out again, friend managed to convince me to go out. I just. . . SEE that white thing in my minds eye. I know it's out there, I can feel it.

I'm choking on my own fear. I'm about to burst into tears, it's that bad. I finally stop in my tracks, unable to continue. I actually AM crying now. I'm shaking and crying.

My friend is scared too. I don't cry unless there's a good reason to.

I close my eyes, and I'm telling you, I FEEL something. Another presence. I feel this ghosting sensation over my face. Something is touching me. I hear a voice in my head. It's adrogynous. "Don't be afraid, little one."

It sounded freaking corny as hell, but this wave of warmth washed over me. My fear dissipated in an instant, and colors bloomed to life behind my eyes.

It was over. Maybe seven seconds had passed. But my fear was just GONE.



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> be 15 > hang out with some people who are also into /x/ related material > one kid thinks hes a satanist and says he sacrifices goats in his yard > always go to school really early in the morning because I live and hour away from it and have to ride the bus > dark and foggy morning etc > satanist kid tries to spook me in the morning and it works and I feel uneasy etc. > fast forward to lunch period, it's an hour long > still be a little uneasy about what happened earlier, be talking about ghosts and stuff with friends while in library > all of a sudden weird purple orb type thing goes by me, feel it on my ear and hear it, sort of sounds like a light saber? > look very visibly shaken by this > both friends say they saw it too > nope.avi



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>be 13 >staying up late over summer break,playing games and whatnot >1 am >garage opens >wat >light in hallway turns on >garage shuts >lights turn off

MFW I saw my family go to sleep,and I would have known if anybody had left earlier.



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I'll start mine.

>be 12yrs old. >house not big enough (share room with aunt or mom) >that night ive decided to sleep in my aunts room >about 1,2 o3 am I wake up to got to the bathroom. >didn't close the door cause it was fast >hear some noises in my aunts room >take a look to some shadows Now let me explain where those shadows were and why that position.

Puppets and Dolls in the whole room.

-dolls- medium level of the room-- lowest level

>the shadows were moving as a normal human being >oh god oh god I closed the door and I couldn't even pee. > then after take some courage I went to the room and I found the doll laid it down in my bed but still... as usual. >tell one of my best friends in my childhood >he told me that something similar had him happened >next we went straight to my house took a hammer and destroyed the doll. (it was of Porcelain) > 2 days later my aunt and grandmother tell me why I did break it...

> I told him what happened and the didn't tell me anything. > 2 years later I recall to my aunt the situation > she seems weird while talking about it...



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[In response to the above.]

>chating with friend as I read this thread >talking about paranormal stuff >she told me of ex who had nightmares with a porcelain doll of his mother >ex throw doll into the trash >later the doll appear inside the house again >he had to burn it

I'm so scared right now...



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>Reading this thread >Hear a scratching sound >idgaf >Scratching becomes louder, it's coming from underneath me >Realize that there are two suitcases under my bed >Won't move for a long time



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>9 years old >just moved to a new house >look around the back yard >see a red rock with lots of holes in it >pick it up >something pricks my finger >doesn't hurt too bad, but can't find what it was >put it back >tell mom >"I'll check it later" >next day >ask mom about the rock >"what rock?" >go outside >it's missing



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>be 14-17 ( happened all the time untill I moved out ) >house in brum UK With tall trees at the end of the garden >house has a creepy feeling, always feel watched >struggled to sleep >walk downstairs into the kitchen to get a drink >avoid looking outside the window above the sink >get the someone is watching you feeling (every freaking time)

Now this didn't happen everytime, sometimes I would just end up standing there just looking at the trees expecting it but still happened a lot

>watching the trees >see it standing there just behind the trees

Looked more like an alien then a ghost but it was about 7foot thin and nude / pale. Long arms too like down to its knees.

>freeze just looking at it >it's head would always move about >it's arms would rise up kinda like a zombie does >run upstairs into my brothers room ( loft conversion facing the garden ) and just watch it

Nobody would believe me, only my brother as he said he saw a tall naked man run past th window once, he said the man had no face tho.

No idea what it was, prob just a tall naked bum but it looked freaking odd.



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>be younger >try to sleep at night but can't do to something poking me in the foot >keep getting up and checking...but nothing there >goes on for years >stops about the time I turn 12 or 13 >grow up forget about it >now 30 (way to old to be on here) >starts happening again...this time to me and my wife

Tried several things to get rid of it. Still happens 2-3 time every couple weeks.



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>Be last night >Feeding dog >Walk into coal house (or at least it used to be. Now it's where the dog sleeps, eats etc.) >Opening tin of food >Feel something touch my loins >Look down thinking it was dog >Nothing there >Realise he's outside >He couldn't have ran out because the side that was touched is next to the door >Think cat might have broke in and touched me >Stepladder leaning against the door >He's only a kitten, he couldn't have moved it >Scoop food into bowl, lock back door and get out of there as fast as I can



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>be 18 late at night living at parents house >walk downstairs in darkness after waking up needing a drink >dad is sat on the sofa looking at the tv, but it's detuned to static >"umm hi dad what you doing" >he turns his head awkwardly and looks at me and says "nothing what are you doing" >"just getting a drink" awkward silence, walk on and get my drink and walk back through the living room pausing to look at my dad who is staring blankly at the tv again, shake it off and walk up the stairs >dad walks out of their bedroom and smiles at me and says "up late anon?" >"wtf you were just downstairs" >"lol no I wasnt I just woke up in bed" >we both go downstairs together >tv is on like I had seen, detuned to static, sofa is empty nope.jpg



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I will tell you guys where this happened so it may happen to you. My father and I have spoken to numerous people and they say they have experienced this as well at this location.

>Bath, UK >Smallcombe woods >Walk through the graveyard to get into the woods, walk along the bottom of the woods following the barbed wire until you get to the stream up a slight slope >There should be a little waterfall from a dam my dad and I built when I was a kid and it filled up with silt and mud

The experience: >I was 16 >My dad and I were walking our dog there around 9pm in July so it was still fairly light >My dog was playing in the stream, I was messing around on the swing rope, my dad was throwing sticks for the dog >Suddenly this screaming started coming from further up the woods >We both look at eachother like wat >Dad says "It's probably just kids" >About 3 minutes later, a cloaked figure (a woman we think) runs down to below the stream and screams and points at me with this gnarled old hand "ANON! WE SHALL SEE YOU SOON" >My dad, a normally very calm and logical man freaks out and starts telling the guy to piss off >"Anon (my father this time)! Born in the New World, raised in the Highlands!!!" and ran off screaming >Dog is barking her freaking head off freaking out >I'm freaking out. My dad is terrified. Some random woman knew our names, where my dad was born (Illinois) and grew up (in Scotland). >I was freaking out because I thought they were going to kidnap me >We run out of there avoiding the graveyard by running through the field and going through the farm

People we've talked to in the area, like dogwalkers, say that the person has revealed information that a randomer would never guess, like where they grew up, their name or their relative's names. It's National Trust woodland and it's not very big so I doubt there's some creepy Blair Witch there but it was unbelievably scary.



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>22 years old >need to lose weight so start running a route through a local nature reserve, I usually do this just after work before it gets dark >stay late at work one day, it's dark before I get home to change, decide to go for my run anyway >running along the path as it winds along the river by the forest and past a burnt out old building >listening to muddy waters on my walkman >see a youth bent over on holding their leg by the path >me "hey kid you ok?" >it "I just hurt my leg I'll be fine" >me "you sure? ok then" >carry on running with headphones back on >suddenly feel something weird >look around, youth is running along the path behind me staying about 20 meters back >take my headphones off "hey! you're ok?" >nothing >it speeds up and for the first time I look into its face, black eyes pale skin, doesn't look quite human, just slightly off >don't speed up >it brushes by me looking at me malevolently as it runs off >what just happend? >two days later see newspaper, "child found dead in forest after falling from a tree."

Swear to god it was that same kid, broke his leg and his neck at the same time and died instantly. He was found the next day 2 miles off the path I had been running on.



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>living with my parents. >be sleeping normaly. >Wake up at 3:33. >That's wierd, because I never wake up during the nights. >start to get chills from nowhere. >Cold swet is running down my forehead. >Start to hear really hard breathing behind my door. >shieeeet >Try to get some sleep. >close my eyes, and It feels like someone burst in top of me. >open my eyes and there is nothing in the darkness. >Still hear the heavy breathing behind my door.



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To me this ain't creepy, but maybe someone might think that this is creepy.

>Be 8 >Grand dad dies. >There were lots of weird phenomenon after the dead of our grand dad

After our grand mother got back to home from the hospital where my g.dad died. There was a big wet spot on the couch, at the same place where our g.dad usually sat.

When my g.dad was lying/dying on hospital bed, my uncles wife saw angels; angels who were praying next to my g.dad.

Few months passed and nothing creepy happened. But after some time something strange happened.

>grand ma' going to outside >It's winter, so there is already snow on the ground. >G.mom lives in few story high building. >He went to take an elevator but forgot something inside, so she didn't went out instead she returned to get something from inside. >right as she steps in, she saws snow food prints, which werent her food prints. >At the same time she could smell our g.dad's scent.



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>roughly 4 am >hear something banging aroung in my closet >still half asleep >"hey, get out of my closet" >short squat shadowy figure opens the door shuffles out of my room, in to the hallway, and goes downstairs. > suddenly realize what happened > WELP, I'M WIDE AWAKE NOW. >don't blink until well after sunrise.



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>Be 5 >Trying to sleep at night, not having that hard a time. >Under covers, sense there's someone standing in the center of my room, watching me. >Creeped out now. >Eventually fall asleep soon after. >Snooze.jpeg

>This continued happened for a few years... like, one or two. >Complain to mom that, "People keep coming into my room at night." >She says it's probably ghosts. >I eventually get the idea to leave the bathroom light on so it'd illuminate the hallway >Hopefully keep ghosts out >Seen shadows before I fell asleep >Then I teh sleeps

>Eventually, mother starts finding Child Porn on the computer. >Don't know who's putting it on there >None of my bros's friends >Not me, I'm a little kid

>Eventually, ghosts stop coming >I haz a confused.

I'm 20 now, and still don't get it.



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>be many moons ago >in bedroom, playing vidya and doing the usual teenage activities >get a strong urge to pee due to consuming large quantities of fizzy beverages >open bedroom door and look around >hallway is dark, bathroom is all the way at the other end of the hall >steel nerves and sprint to the toilet >slam door and turn on all the lights >piss with the power of a sea god's fury >finish my business and flip off the lights before heading back to bedroom >get about halfway there and then feel like I'm being watched >spin on my heel and see nothing but darkness >feeling ballsy >raise both middle fingers at whatever might be staring >feel cold air rush by me >moon walk back to my room and shut and lock the door



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>Be last week >Wake up hungry, go to grab midnight snack >No food in house, pour last bowl of cheerios >Half-asleep, take it back to my room to eat >Fall asleep mid-bite >Spill cheerios on floor >Oh noez, I'm hungry > Get off bed, bend over to clean them up >Talking to myself, ask, "Can I eat these?" >From under bed, "Would you?" >Shrug & finish cleaning them up. >wake up in morning, recall spilling them >tweak.PNG >nothing under bed



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Let me tell you about the building this took place in before I tell my stories.

'The Crack House', was lovingly dubbed so because it was a very old, decrepit apartment building that some students lived in right off of campus. Near everybody knew it was haunted. Especially the basement where small parties and concerts with mosh-pits would happen (local crappy student bands. My fave was Thunder Bison)

There's a section of the basement nobody goes into unless they're trying to prove they're a cool. There's the entrance into an unnaturally dark room with low ceilings, a dirt floor, and random metal machine parts everywhere. If you go through that room, there's an entrance into another room with a few windows, junk, and a stairway in the center leading to the low ceiling. Even with light coming from both sides, the center room is dark. The rest of the basement has a higher ceiling and sweet graffitti urrrvrywhere. (hell yes, art college)

First, the experiences I heard about from others.

There was a kind of ledge in front of the entrance to the dark room that people would sit on during the parties. People would frequently feel as if they were being tugged on. Purse straps, hair, clothes, etc. No biggie. Also, my friends and I went down there one evening while it was empty just to nose around. Other than the general ominous 'being watched' feeling while in the dark room, on the way out, my friend standing ahead of me felt a hand lightly push her back as if impatiently guiding her out.

I think that area may be where the entity 'lives' or something. That's why it acts up when loud parties are going on and it feels so wrong and creepy to intrude into the dark room.

Now for my experiences.

I would frequently stay the night at my friends apartment in The Crackhouse. On our way up the steps one afternoon, she dropped her new hookah and the bottom of it shattered. She picked up the pieces and put them in a frying pan on her stovetop (it was really the best place since she was just moving in and didn't have a garbage bin, table or bowls yet.)

Later that night, I was in the coziest blanket pile on the floor, but I couldn't sleep for the life of me. The hallway into the kitchen was heebjeebin' me out. I rolled to face away and just as I was getting comfortable and falling asleep there was a sound like the hookah shards being swirled around in the pan. I quickly sat up and looked towards my friend. She was laying there wide eyed looking at me like 'wtf was that'. We nervously giggled a bit and went back to sleep, not wanting to disturb whatever was going on. The next morning, the pan was moved halfway off the stovetop and onto the countertop.

This one involved a Ouja board, but I think it was less one of those junk heaps and more the fact that these people lived around the area above the dark room and were being very loud.

So these fools were trying to summon the basement entity to ask it stuff. They were getting weirded out by the answers because they were the same ones other people had gotten. the same strings of letters and year numbers. One of the girls slammed the board shut. right after, this strange, flesh colored blur bolted across the room and into the open closet with a thud and a small avalanche of books and stuff from the shelf inside.

I was in the basement with my friend (same one that lived there) the morning after a loud concert with a pretty violent mosh pit. I was looking for lost teeth, but failed to find much other than a plastic baby leg and millions of beer cans. my phone never rang while I was down there, but I was on the local bus system later and saw I had a voicemail. Listening to the automated voice, the message was from the time I was down in the basement. It was static and muffled wind noises. then very clearly around the end of the message was a damp, hoarse voice whisper-shouting 'get out.'

I kept that message on my phone for weeks and showed it to so many people, but then one day it was gone. probably a time limit to how long my phone kept voicemails.

Last really good one I can remember. Same building, but more like aliens and less like ghost.

It was a fine, chilly night and I was chillin' with some friends on the roof of the building on this little fenced in porchlike area. I was in the middle of telling a joke of some some dumb stuff when I stopped mid sentence and stared over their heads. WTF is that?!, I said.

Everyone turned and saw what I was looking at. This flame way off in the distance spiraling slowly down through the sky. It would go out for a second every minute or so and reappear further down its logical spiral path. I thought maybe it was a helicopter on fire spiraling out of control at first, but really, it was moving too slow for that. Plus it spiraled back up for a minute before going out permanently after about 5 minutes of doing its thing.

I looked in the local news and all over the internet to find a story about it the next morning if it was indeed an aircraft, but there was nothing. Not even police sirens that night.



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For some reason, I don't get shivers, but these creepy posts make my eyes water. Weird.

The only thing I can contribute:

>5 years old. Live in apartment >Mom got me cryptkeeper mask for halloween >mask creeps me out >decide to throw it away. >go to room one day >look under bed >freaking mask. looking at me >take scissors to mask and throw it away >feeling guilty, I tell mom. She is like "yeah, I understand it was creepy"



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>Be 5 or so years old >Move to new house >Wake up at 3am >See woman standing in my doorway >next day >wake up at 3am >See woman standing in my doorway >this continues for a few years



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Bumping with a short one:

>Lying on top bunk alone in room >decide to go to sleep >turn away from tv, facing wall >sudden fear strikes me >I'm paralyzed, staring at the wall >I feel so heavy and can't roll over to see if anything is behind me >Imagining someone eye level staring at me

I don't remember if I ever was able to turn over and look or if I just fell asleep. That kind of paralysis stuff never happens to me.



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>Be 18 >Go visit my grandfather, seems just as healthy as he had for the last few years >When we leave I get this overhwleming feeling that I cannot explain that creeps me out when I shake his hand. >Next morning mum wakes me up unusually with a phone in her hand >I say something like "It's grandad, isn't it?" >He died



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> Sitting in room reading a magazine with window open. > Something touches my leg, think it's the breeze and ignores it > Something touches my arm > Look up, see woman with no face floating in front of me > Scream and run into my sister's room because WTF just happened

Another one

> Grandfather died, we had his funeral service (including wake) at our house (it's our culture) > After burial at cemetery, return back home and have a memorial celebration > Suddenly, all the lights turn off in the house - no evidence of power outage in neighbourhood, no power would turn back on

And another one... still creeps me out thinking about it

> Be 5 years old > Growing up poor, living with my siblings and dad in a small space in a house. Upstairs section is off limits to anyone in our house we were renting, pretty much abandoned. House was crappy btw, total slum house in the Philippines... so you can hear everything > Every 8 pm we'd hear the phone ring, but only from upstairs (no one is there btw). Sounds like someone is talking upstairs. When my dad checks no one is there > Every time we're going to bed we hear purposely loud footsteps coming from upstairs, like stomping. Always at the same time



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Allow me to contribute.

1) > have a mentally abusive, borderline alcoholic with severe narcissistic personality disorder for a father > us three children grow up without ever confronting him about it > he visited our house on a weekly basis (we lived with our mother) > my brother suddenly got a strong feeling that he needed to say something about our past to our father > father visited, we brought it up, he got passive aggressive > for the first time EVER, he left without saying "I'll see you guys later" > next time we heard from him was two weeks later, he had drowned in the lake at our cabin

2) > on one night, dream about a grim reaper above the lake where our cabin was at > two months later, my father drowned in that lake

3) > dream about a guy I hadn't seen or thought about for years (I knew his face and name, that's it) > in the dream I see him talking to a tv-camera and a reporter > next day, there's a school shooting and he's interviewed on television

4) > visit a friend twice a week by car, always use the same route > one night, drive as usual, but realize I've taken the wrong turn > still confused, thinking wtf, why would I do that, a girl runs into the middle of the lane, waving her hands > I hit the brakes, she comes by the passenger side door, crying, in panic > I ask wtf, she steps in the car without asking > I reluctantly take her home

Never have I been "autopiloted" to take a wrong turn since or before that.

5) > wake up in the middle of the night to the feeling that something's standing next to my bed > it's 7ft tall, dark, wearing a black robe or something > I turn around, there's nothing there > wake up next morning, go downstairs for coffee > as I walk down the stairs, my mother's telling my brother about how she woke up to and felt a dark presence in her room last night

It is important to note that she hasn't talked about similar incidences since or before that, nor have I experiences similar things before/after.



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>be 17 then >ask parent to not come into my room I'm skyping >she says ok >continue to skype until I hear a faint groan >look over at my door(it's not on the hinges cause just because >exactly when my eyes meet to the center of the door it sounds/looks like someone ran up and tackled the door >I have no pets >mom was upstairs >heard footsteps running up to it ever since.



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>2.15am reading this thread >hear something scramble across roof of house, sounds heavy and big >cat wakes up and runs away from next to me >dog barks next door >go to look out window >hear grunting >ohgod.psd >see shadow jump onto fence and onto neighbours roof >it's a massive freaking possum. > sigh with relief then the thing stops and stares at me >close curtain and nope back to computer



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> be 7 or 8 years old > scared of the dark, would never move from bed at night if wake up, all hands under covers always, etc > one night wake up ~2am ish > lie on back with hands not under covers in total darkness > calmest I have ever felt in my life > eventually look at the doorway > black silhouette standing there > it's man-shaped, taller than the doorway > I watch it walk towards me > it holds out its hand > I take its hand and get out of bed > it leads me towards the front door > after a few steps I snap out of the trance, turn around, and get back in bed > still completely calm > go back to sleep > next morning ask entire family if they came into my room last night > nobody did > wtf



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>be 16-17 >in bed one morning half asleep >start having dream about watching Riku from Kingdom Hearts being able to fly >he tells me he can teleport too >tell him I don't believe him >he says he will prove it >immediately get snapped awake >involuntarily roll onto my back >out of the corner of my eye I can see a black figure standing next to my bed >completely paralysed >my eyes roll up into my head >start shaking like I'm having a seizure >I can feel the shadow forcing itself into my mind and pushing me out >absolute terror >start pushing back and trying to move my limbs >finally manage to throw my arm out to the side >snap out of paralysis, the shadow is gone, everything seems normal >nope.jpg



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>Be 5-10 (happened during a 5 year span) >laying in bed >Always wake up in the middle of the night >To the same exact thing >A black cloaked figure standing in my closet >Not allowing me to move >Only stare at it for varying lengths of time >Never find out what it was >Never see it after it tried to force me out of bed and walk to it one night

I think it was trying to possess me...



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>be 7ish >be staying at aunt and uncles' house >me and my cousins go to some neighborhood garage sales. This is a pretty tight knit community even though it's in the suburbs, so nobody is really worried about us. >go back behind this house because there's supposed to be a cool slide there or something >lone kid, sane age as us, is there at a little clubhouse thingy, playing by himself >we start talking to him. He's talking about how his folks broke up and about how much he loves his clubhouse. He seems genuinely depressed even though he's 7. >I'm too young to notice anything unusual about this >cousins get creeped out and we leave >later I figure the kid was just autistic or something >we talk to the adults and they say we did the right thing >still not sure why everybody was so creeped out by the kid



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Well way back in the 1950's my nana's brothers had just moved to Canada so once a month they would ring home. This being rural Ireland circa 1950 they didn't have a phone at home so they'd have to go to the payphone up the street.

Anyway someone would have to stay behind to watch the youngest sister who was just 2. This time it was my Nana who was 12.

Anyway whilst sitting around she heard this clip clopping approaching the door; it sounded something like hooves. Then it spoke in this raspy voice.

>It's a man, looking for your mercy.

The accent was local enough but there was something off about it. It was then she noticed that the door was unlocked so she ran over and bolted it shut.

The clip-clopping started to move away from the door, towards the back door. So she had to run to the other side of the house to lock it too. There was three doors in total so you can guess the rest.

Also:

Well back in the early 90's when I was only a baby my mum had just moved into a new house up the street.

She woke up in the middle of the night, one night and saw a figure facing away in the corner wearing this long orange and brown paisley coat. Her head was out of view, either because it was directed straight at the floor or because she didn't have one.

My mum told my Nana about this later on and she said

>That sounds a lot like X she lived here before the priest (used to be a parochial house), she had a brain aneurysm on the doorstep and she always worse a coat that looked just like that.

Once More:

I know I was exactly 7 yrs old when this happened >Still in stupid swamp >Be exactly on Halloween night (full moon too) >Upstairs in my room >In bed after a night of trick or treating >No other siblings, only one who can come upstairs is step dad >Hear noises in my room like rattling and creaking of old stuff and get scared, they stop, I figure it's just the house settling >Something pokes me in the side, no animals, no people awake in the house >Grab what poked me in the side, I can feel through the blanket (which is over my head and hand) that it's a finger. A BONE FINGER. >I uncover my head quickly like a brave kid >Shouldn't'a dun that bro... >Look up to see what looks like the grim reaper, Too skinny for step dad to be wearing a costume to scare me >Literally rip bone finger off and throw it away from me >Thing shrinks back into the darkness of my room >Sit still crying on my bed until morning >No sound for the entire night. Not even the wind >Tell mom the next morning, couldn't find the bone finger >She tells me it was a dream, I insisted it was real >Still remember to this day

I still don't know what it was.

Finally:

Another, this one's pretty cliche but because it's so old I like it anyway.

Way back in the 1920's shortly before my great-granda went to prison him and his friends were playing poker at the pub.

Then this man in an immaculate black suit strolls in an says in an accent that was anything but native, the sort of fancy educated Atlantic accent that you'd hear on the TV.

>I need some shelter for the night, do you mind if I sit down for a few with you men?

And he was welcomed to the game, for the first few rounds nothing seemed strange byt after a few he started to play insanely well and began to clean them all out. My granda dropped something (most likely a card) and reached down to get it, on his way down he noticed that the man had cloven hooves where his feet should be.

He got back up trying to look as though he had seen nothing and the man in the black suit looked at him with a deadly serious stare; he knew what he had seen and my great-granda knows that he knows.

Nothing happened to my granda but one friend who lost died later that week.



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>Be like 12 >Just moving into a new house, in freaking nowhere's-ville Colorado >No houses around for about a mile, and that ONE house is a story for later. (Later in the thread, I mean) >1st time inside my new house >it has been abandoned for years >I know this because there is a thick layer of dead flies >hear something coming from downstairs, faint rumbling >only I hear it >mind you I'm 12 and I've ALWAYS been afraid of basements >go downstairs >it's about a 30F tempature drop going downstairs. >*gulp* >there's a hole in a wall that looks like it's a window (It was a broken window frame. 6 feet below ground) >nothing but black in there (To this day I have no clue what is down there.) >another hole in wall, a different one, it's where I thought the sound came from >looks like a door was there >about 3 lock holes in the wall >freaking nope. >go in room >turn on a light >nothing but stark white walls and a drain in the concrete floor >look to my right at the wall >there was an electric port with a Christain cross light night >above it written in blue marker >"God save us" >NOPE NOPE NOPE TO THE NOPE >run upstairs and never go back aside for small courier jobs Now this next part of the story is two or so years later. >Go down with a couple great friends, have those laser thermometers >Drunk on adrenaline and good times >shoot laser to bottom of stairs >75F >go into the room >shoot laser at wall (the writing is still there for some reason) >66.6F >NOPE



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When I was maybe eight or nine years old, I was sleeping at my friends house for the night. We decided since it was night time and really dark, we'd go outside and place hide 'n seek, right? Well, we did. Everything was cool. I was the seeker, and him and some other friends went and hid around in a forest. Cool.

Started looking for them, which was then cut (very) short, after I had encountered from what I can remember to be a tall, white haired, grey skinned woman, almost skeletal. Her eyes were red, and her hair was very thing. Like a rotten corpse. It just stood there. I tried to run away, but I just watched it. It waved it's finger at me and I continued to run like hell. Didn't tell anyone, still to this day have no freaking clue what I saw. I've spoken with some others from /x/, and they've described the exact same lady / zombie thing to me.



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Very short but it creeped me out for days

I was in my basement talking to my sister or something and I heard very distinctly some kind of vocalization from behind my couch, where the wall is. It was pretty loud and it almost sounded like a child's wordless noise of surprise or fear. It was only for like a second, but I swear to god or whatever deity you like I heard it.

The concerning part is that I sometimes heard other, less vocal noises from that wall, but always chalked it up to plumbing.



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>live in a flat >nice old neighbours living above us >every night when I randomly wake up I hear sounds >furniture being moved, random bumps >usually at like 2 AM.

Just realized this.



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Time for me to get off my lazy butt and contribute here.

>like a half a year ago, or a full year (idk, doesn't really matter) >Be on my iPhone late at night watching satanic/occult videos (2edgy4life) >Light is on behind me and stuff >Black shadow, darker than it should be darts across the carpet and moves into me really freaking fast (as big as a man and I was sitting on the floor) >Immediately shoot up, pissed off, balls of steel, turn around and pretty much give whatever it was the vibe that I would freaking rip its freaking head off if it came near me again and not to screw with me anymore) >Pissed off as can be, also scared, but more mad >Nope.avi >Nope out of that room and left my phone there, slept in other room for night >Came down stairs into the room next day >Got a feeling that I should get out >Nope up stairs for another hour >Come back down and it's all good >Grab my phone, flip room off (balls of steel again) >Now I am good and set, I actually want something like this to happen again, I like paranormal stuff



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> Be like a month ago > Be staying at brothers house for weekend > Be playing Black Cops 2 > History of weird noises in brothers room > T.V goes fuzzy, like a mix of static and t.v > Volume auto-mutes > Static buzzes around what sounds like a girl shouting 'help' > Roaring noise > Banging on walls > Brother falls unconscious > Banging reaches wall behind T.V > Banging, static and noise stops > T.V turns off > Lights turn off > Shuffle to back wall crying > Lights turn on, see brother with eyes rolled back but eyelids open stood up > He walks towards me "Anon! Do you know what I did?" > Confused > Bro, whats wrong? "I am not your decrepid brother!" Creature shouts > Hear girls voice scream > Vase flings off shelf and hits brother on foot > Brother falls over > Brother wakes up 10 minutes later with no recollection of events. > Tell him what happened > He boards up the door and we never enter that room again > Ask landlord > Apparently in that room the previous owner was found hanging, suicide.

Even more interesting, sort of subsequent story.

> On the day my brother is moving out we are upstairs > Near the boarded up room > Begin shifting wardrobe which is pressed against wall > Behind the wall is a door > Never noticed it before > Open it to find bag with lots of stained woodwork equipment (saw, files, a few knives, etc. . .) > In bag is also pictures of, disgustingly, it haunts me to this very day, pictures of mutilated bodies > It gets stranger, they are all young children >  . . . NOPE! Nope! NOPE! > Call police > Recommend we keep this away from the media > Rapidly pack brothers stuff and leave as fast as we can



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Alright. Here goes mine.

>be around 7or 8. >used to live with my mom and her boyfriend. >they broke up so my mom and I moved out and stayed at Mom's friend's house for a while until we could get back on our feet. >we slept in their basement every night that we stayed there. >one night in the basement, while I was sleeping, I woke up. >I sat up in bed in an attempt to roll over onto my stomach. >I happened to glance across the room. >a brightly glowing figure was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room. >it was like a big blob of light. Kinda in the shape of a person. >it was almost entirely white with a little red in the middle. Like it was wearing some kind of red shirt. >hid under the blankets. Closed my eyes. Covered my ears. >tried to go to sleep but couldn't. Just layed there until morning. >kept my mouth shut. Never told anyone. >same exact thing happened a few days later. >the second time, the figure was entirely white. No red.

To this day I've only told a few of my friends about what happened. I've never even told my mom even though she was laying right next to me when it happened.



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>walk down street with my bro > be 3:00 A.M. > Have high grade LED Flashlight that aluminates about 200 feet infront of us >Walk past tree that has blanket hanging from it that I mistake for a person >shine light on tree that is like 5 foot away and it stays freaking pitch black, can't even see bark >don't realise anything was weird until you're half way up the road >look back >Pitch black figure crosses street from side with tree to side we're walking on and in our direction



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>in basement, chilling with cousin >creepy house, lots of weird stuff there >hear scratching upstairs, assume it's his dog >dog comes running downstairs, terrified >scratching continues >grab a baseball bat and go to his room (where it sounded like it was coming from) >open the door >nothing >curtains billowing in wind >window is closed >nope >cousin asks "Anon, what the hell?" >piercing scream from the middle of the room >book it out of the house and down the street >my ears were actually bleeding from how loud that was >don't come back until his parents are home

>before this, was reading in room across from cousin's >heard crying coming from across the hall >might've been his sister, go to check >knock, "Clair, you ok?" >no answer >doorknob turns slowly, door opens >room is empty >hear someone whisper my name in my ear >went home The house used to belong to my grandma; she died in my cousin's room. Come to think of it, Claire was named after her.

I've got another one before bed. Not greentexting.

So, a few days later I asked Claire about this and she told me that was normal. She's really into paranormal stuff, (introduced me to /x/, actually) and she suggested that we use an Oujia board.

For the first ten minutes or so, nothing happened. Then it pointed to a bunch of random numbers. We wrote them down, and they were our birthdays and the date they moved into the house. Then it said something like "You know better than to mess with this, Anon."

Out of bleeding nowhere, the lightbulb in her room shattered. We ran downstairs with the board; she was scared to leave it by itself. We told her parents what happened, but they just thought we made it up and broke the light ourselves. She gave the board away the next day. Will post more if the thread's still alive tomorrow.



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>me and friend walking train tracks about 2 in the morning >approach tunnel >both stop for no reason even though we've been through much longer tunnels a million times >hear something run on the gravel (anyone who's walked on track gravel knows what it sounds like when someone runs/walks if it's human/fox/cat/etc) >definitely human, turn and about to run in case it's police >friend refuses and tells me there's no one there >on the left hand side is a straight 30 foot drop, on the right side is mass of brambles, track is straight. Basically they would have no where to go >friend has his camera on him >I tell him to take a picture and if anything is there it'll show up >he takes a picture >nothing there >I still feel funny and tell him I would rather go back >we get home >uploads pictures from the night onto computer >blatant mans face popping out from around the tunnel wall >Nope out and haven't been back since

I wish I still had the picture. It's not the first time it's happened. Further before that on the track there used to be a bridge we could sit under, he took a picture of his friend of our friend under it and I swear there's a mans face behind my friend. This one is much more prominent than the one in the tunnel and it's one I might actually be able to get a copy of.



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Can't really remember much, but my sister told me stories about the house we used to live in.

>Sister & friend in living room. >Parents are going through divorce. >My sister says "I miss my mum" under her breath >Loud laughter throughout the entire house. >Nopenopenopenope >Her and her friend run into bedroom >Supposedly hear chiming sounds. >Parent comes home. Sister is crying. >etcetcetc >Eventually googles what chiming sounds mean. Apparently some connection with a demon, or something.



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>be 17 >friend wants to break into an abandoned house on his country road >be sketched out, but he says there is probably a bunch of valuables >goodenoughforme.mp4 >walk to house >overgrown with vines, wood nearing complete dilapidation >have to climb onto 2nd story porch and break a window to get in >house filled with boxes stacked to the ceiling >little tunnels constructed through boxes >find lots of booze and guns >make way to kitchen through box tunnels >open microwave >exploded cat inside, hair, skin, blood and guts everywhere >look back at friend >light turns on down a staircase behind us >NOPENOEPNOEPNOEPNOEP

never went back.



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Short but I'm sure it was something...

>home alone browsing 4chan before going to bed >go to bathroom, come back, close door behind me, sit in my chair >suddenly just feel 2 eyes piercing through me from behind, just like the feeling when you just know your friend is hiding from you and you know he can see you, but you can't see him >turn around and notice the door is open, close it again.



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>just moved into new place. >it's an old apartment in an old city. >roommate tells me it's haunted >tells me a few stories and we joke about it. >a few nights later I'm on the computer watching a movie. >pause it for a second after I think I hear my roommate calling me. >feel chills down my back >start hearing whispers by my ear >NOPE. >run to the bathroom and hide in there for awhile.

Nothing has happened since and I'm hoping it was just a "hello". Freaked me out all the same.



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>be last year around february >be at friend's house >seriously creepy railroad tracks within 200 yards of his house >he comes up with the crazy idea to venture to said railroad tracks on the middle of the night. >BRILLIANT.JPG >We pack some food and stuff as we plan on camping out there. >also pack some weapons as there are violent hobos on the area. >We head out >dark >We had to travel through some woods to get to the tracks >arrive at tracks >all of the sudden We both simultaniously get a terrible feeling >friend mentions a drop on tempature >ohgod.wav >it got seriously cold >hear inhuman growling and screaming in the woods to the east of the tracks >we take out our big hunting knives for safety

You know when in movies and someoneis posessed and they kinda have two voices at once?

>hear something scream like that >nopenopenopenopenopenope >we nope back to his house and never talk about it again.



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>with sister in basement >playing vidya or something >loud noise from behind couch >sounded like a small clip from a child crying >she heard it too >nothing behind couch >cat is flipping out >has never hissed before, hissing at couch >nopenopenope >both nope upstairs >nothing else happens >Few days later >on same couch >loud bang from behind wall >hey mom the plumbing's acting up down here >there are no pipes behind that wall >single specific lightbulb above that couch starts flickering >DONE.JPG

There may be a body in that wall.



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>3 or so in the morning >My mate and I are out walking >Start walking down a long street >It's really badly lit (right next to a radio tower) >Walking, talking, laughing >All of a sudden everything goes beyond silent >Not a single noise except for our breathing >We both freeze in place, something isn't right >It smells like death, literally >We both start backing up >Get back to the main road >Normal sounds return, cars and the such >Friend says to me, "The worst part it, something in the sky has been circling us" >Look up to see something that looks like a satellite >It's moving very fast, dashing behind clouds, circling us >fleemodeengage.jpg >Make it back home in about 5 min after sprinting >Weird noises all night out side my house >Nopenopenope



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>just happend >was listening to spotify while reading /fit/ >suddenly music stops >wtf >open spotify window >status bar says "account is being used somewhere else, music paused" >wtf >hacked? >suddenly hear something >is that.. music,,? >check under my bed, >my nexus 7 is there, spotify running and playing "Warsovienne" by Red Army Choir >I'm sure spotify wasnt running last time I used it >I'm also sure I did not leave it under my bed >nope



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>Go to friend Anon's house. >have multiple friends over >everyone wants to have a seance >start chanting with the candle and stuff >We asked for Anon's dead grandfather >after about 30 mins, I start to nod off and sleep >I wake up when it gets REALLY cold >Open eyes and I'm looking down at my friends and my body >NOPE.jpg >Awaken back in my body >friends are staring at me funny, asking me if I'm okay

Apparently I was answering questions that only Anon's grandfather would know. Anon's grandfather was from Argentina. I was speaking fluent Spanish and I have no recollection of it.



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Alright, this is a pretty nice thread. I'll share.

>be like 5 years old >grandpa died before I was born >for 1 week start seeing someone in my room >only could see him in the reflection of a small TV >happens every single night for at least 1 week >person is sitting at the end of my bed >terrified every night >bed use to shake when the person moved >never saw out of the reflection >told my parents >they ask what did he or she look like >I describe him >they show me an old photo of my grandpa >holycrap it's him exactly >it never happened again

Sometimes I wonder if it was a dream, but it couldn't have been because my parents know. We talk about it sometimes. But it's literally never happened again, and my house isn't haunted. In fact my family is the only family to ever live here. Weird.



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>A few weeks ago. >Listening to music, wearing sunglasses (I like it dark). >Notice spot on lens, try to clean it. >Doesn't work. >Focus on it, it's a... reflection of my eye? Weird. >Eye in lens blinks, I don't. >GAH, throw glasses to the ground. >Music stops, hear heavy breathing coming from earbuds. >Can actually FEEL the breath inside my ear. >Earbuds join sunglasses on the ground.



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I don't have many close encounters under my belt. Just one really...

>On Toronto Island late at night last summer >Be with girlfriend >Be speeding to catch the last ferry back to the city >Suddenly, a black thing (Not more than half a foot tall) moves onto the path, right in front of us, but disappears (not fade, just disappear) just as it hits the middle of the path >Girlfriend asks "Did you see that too?" >I replied "I just thought it was me seeing things."

I also had something funny happen last night. >On /x/ last night >Go downstairs for food or something >Walk back upstairs, catch something in the washroom out of the corner of my eye (just seeing things, I bet), ignore >Notice my room lights are off >I thought I left them on... >Just about to open my door and enter, when the light turns back on >NOPENOPENOPE

I'm a coward.



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>Living in Yonkers, NY >Need to take train >Waiting at station >Strangely empty, literally nobody there >6:30 AM >Standing around >Hear vibration in tracks, assume train is coming >Getting louder >Gets really cold >Feel rush of air like that of a train going by >No train in sight >Lasts for 5-10 seconds >Stops >Complete silence >Can smell strong stench of smoke

I left soon after. Never got on the train that day.



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> Be my grandparent's house that is in the middle of nowhere > The dead of winter > They go to town for the day and don't get back to later in the afternoon. > Since the house is in the middle of the family farm they often leave the back door unlocked so mycousins can get in and out while working. > When they get back door is ajar and my grandmother has odd feeling about the house. > Feels like there is someone/ something else there > They check throughout the house >Eventually make it to last room which has huge curtains and the only source of light is a pull-string light in the middle of room > She gets bad feeling as she starts in and turns back > They go to bed and lock themselves in room > All is well > A week later they are cleaning the house and make it back to that room > She finds a space had beem cleared out behind the curtain and there were very large muddy footprints there > Whatever it was was inches away from her that night



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>babies are 5 months old (twins) >living with boyfriend's family >turn on baby monitors and come downstairs >have to use the bathroom >as soon as I sit on the toilet I hear my daughter crying over the monitor >cut off monitor, run upstairs >both babies are still sleeping in the same position >daughter still has pacifier in her mouth (at this age they can't control motor skills)

That was my daughter's cry too. As a parent, you recognize your child's cry in a room of children and it was hers. Freaked me out. I hated living in that house



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>twins are one week old >bring them to visit boyfriend's mom >grandparents also come over >spend some time together >grandparents get in car to leave and grandpa asks "who was that little boy" >only little boy there was my one week old son >he says there was a little boy running around being ignored >asked why nobody would pick him up when he held his arms out >find out boyfriend's mom and 5 year old niece have seen him too >then call his ex girlfriend and she's even seen him >apparently some little boy is clinging to my kids' father



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>Be 10 year old me sleeping at a friend's house >We both hear something like whispers coming from the bathroom >went there to see what's happening >about to open the door >whispers stop >maybe was just wind >door bursts open >nobody's inside >NOPE >sprint to the living room like a boss >stayed and eventually slept there



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Here's mine:

>Be 8, living with my aunt at the time >Everyone is downstairs, I'm upstairs playing in my cousin's closet >Find carvings from the girls who previously lived in their house, had their names and other stuff which I've forgotten >Leave the room because I feel weird >Fast forward about 2 weeks >Playing upstairs with barbies >Hear a whisper in a girl's voice asking if she can play >Nobody my age to play with (Cousin's were older, brother's were jerks) I say yes >Proceed to play games all day and talk >Get into my cousin's perfume by accident, I think I spilled some or something >Aunt smells it and comes rushing upstairs, asking me what I'm doing >Tell her I was playing with (I forgot her name) and it was an accident >Looks confused and asks me who that is >Take my aunt to the closet and point at the name >She doesn't say anything but takes me downstairs and gives me cookies and watches cartoons with me >Never see the girl's voice again

I've seen her once or twice though, on the stair well going to my cousin's room. Spooked the ever living hell out of me and my mom always thought I was lying to get attention. Now that I'm older, I still get a weird feeling when I go to my cousin's room, and I can still smell that same perfume that was spilled.



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>at home on computer >computer is in basement, with the main TV and everything >playing Lotro, freaking around in fellowship chat >hear a quiet, mumbling whisper through my speakers >turn up speakers, nothing. >nobody in fellowship has a headset on > shrug it off An hour later

>go upstairs to grab some tea >in kitchen, hear someone move in the living room >walk to living room, see someone walk out right as I enter >everyone else is in bed >follow to see if anyone's up >nobody >go back downstairs >look back up at the doorway, only to see a woman in a black dress walk from the doorway >nope and go back to the computer



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>2 years ago >family visiting some friends in the bosnian city bosanska krupa >me and some cousins in cousins room >they tell me stories about an old haunted factory at the end of the street >you wanna check it out? >yeah sure >arrive >factory seems to have been hit by artillery or an air strike >we're standing in front of a barricade made out of trash so people can't trespass >small abandoned houses to the left and right of us >no windows,walls have creepy drawings inside >look back to factory >start to feel very uncomfortable >you can really feel that something very bad has happened around these parts >look at destroyed windows and huge holes in the structure >looks like shadows passing by the windows >guys....d-do you see that >yup >so this is totally normal to you? >yeah it's always like this >hear a scream coming from it >NOPE >anon where are you going >screw you guys I'm getting outta here



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>1 AM >typing up nasty fiction involving a tumblr person I hate >hear banshee-like scream of "JUST STOP IT!" >feel weight being pressed against shoulders >chair with me in it literally gets pushed to the ground >I wasn't hurt (thank god) >entire atmosphere in my room changes >just sit on the floor for 20 minutes >think to myself, "maybe that was wrong"

>later >lying in bed >making up jokes in my head (forgot what they were…) >hear a silly "Ahahahaha!" >NOPE.wav.mov.dmg He's watching me.



[697]

This happened about a year ago

>Wake up at around 11am >Notice I'm home alone >Mom has left me note on table telling me to empty washing machine >Washing machine is down in basement >Turn on the light on the stairs and walk down >As soon as I reach the bottom of the stairs the light starts flashing about 3 times, followed by clicking >NOPE.mov >Sprint to the laundry room and unload the clothes faster than I thought humanly possible >Sprint out of the basement faster than Usain Bolt getting chased by police >Never happened again

I checked my entire house and I confirmed I was the only person at home.



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>Be 11 or so. >Living innalog cabin 30 20 minutes from a town with less than 1,000 people. >Explore vernal pond just out of sight of our house on a summers day. >Get an uneasy feeling, deep down. >Start to panic, look around. >See something large and dark moving laterally to me, just behind the tree line. >Hear a growl I have never heard before or since. >Feel of terror that seems attached to the growl in an unnatural way makes me... >Nope out of there. >Parents see me freaking out. >Step dad takes me, armed with hockey sticks to investigate. >Nothing. >Parents have no idea what it was, but say growl was just a plane overhead, and my imagination.

What I saw was too big for a mountain lion, and colored too darkly. And wouldn't some predator rather ambush me, or chase me down as I noped out of there?



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>Day after my brother's funeral (he was murdered) >Taking a shower in my parents bedroom >Shower's near the door of their walk-in closet >La la la singing singing >Open eyes and I see my brother walk by >Thinks I'm hallucinating >Closes eyes really quick >Sees the back of his head as he walked into the room and disappeared >NOPE >Start screaming for my mom while jumping out of the shower still covered in soap



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>few years ago >walking out on train tracks behind park like true /x/phile would >an hour's walk along the tracks >out in middle of nowhere >freakin' awesome old tree house off to the side >SICK.jpg >whole thing was rotted and comin apart climb anyway; empty >feel tingly, think it's fear of a collapse >climb back down, stand up >COVERED in daddy long legs

I'm talking COVERED. I must have brushed up against one of those nests that look like toupees. I flipped out, and I'm not necessarily that scared of spiders.



[701]

>Be stalked by kid for way longer than I ever should have. >Come home from school, lock door immediately and check all windows are locked. >Chill mode in bed >Huh, lump? >Pull back sheets(A normal sheet, and two comforters) > Dead Rat, it's belly been sliced open and its organs were carefully placed next to it... >ALLOFMYNOPES >Sprint to friend's house and hide until my parent's come home. >First time he ever made it in my home. >Move within the month

I have posted about this guy before if anyone recognizes his style. I don't like to think about it, but it was very likely he was in my house when I got home.



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First time posting in a nope thread. Forgive me if they aren't that interesting. I've got two.

>Living on a mountain, in the woods. >Only have a couple of neighbors. The ones that live a ways down the hill have 4 large dogs. >At my grandparent's house. Shoveling the snow off of their front and back porch. >Sweating and tired, so I take a break. >Sitting on a snow pile. Watching a fairly big group of nuthatches chattering on a tree about 40 feet away. >Suddenly, the nuthatches flip out and fly away. >Right after every other bird in the trees surround the property books it. Crows, Robins, Blue Jays, everything. >The neighbors' dogs start freaking out. Barking. A serious bark, as in, they were in "attack mode" if you will. >Kind of unsettled, thinking of what could be happening. >Suddenly, the barking stops entirely. >The forest and property is completely silent. >Nope back to work.

This one isn't very "Nope" worthy, but it was rather unsettling when it happened.

The second: (This one happened the other day, as a matter of fact)

>Dreaming I'm being chased. By these guys. (You know them if you've ever played Shadow of the Colossus, or Ico) >The dream is getting intense. Multiple shadows are chasing me. So I wake myself up. >I wake up, and I can not move any part of my body. >Uh-oh. Sleep paralysis. >I try to open my eyes, but I can't. >I'm awake, and know I'm in my room. The dream itself stopped, but the sounds of the dream continue >Start to panic, trying to open my eyes, as I can hear the shadows approaching my bed. >No. No. No. >I'm trying with all my power to force my eyes open. >Right as I hear them right at my bed, right over me, I open my eyes, and I can move. >Cry.

This was a very heavy event for me, since I have an extremely emotional past with the games Shadow of the Colossus, and Ico. Which is why I felt myself crying.



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>Hanging out a bro's place. >It's old and pretty roomy. >We were in his room, screwing around and playing vidya at about 2 in the morning. >Without warning a very faint scratching sound comes from inside the walls. >Bro says to ignore it, saying it was squirrels. >Ignore it. >Over the course of about 20 min it gets louder and louder. >scratch scratch scratch...Scratch Scratch Scratch... SCRATCH SCRATCH SCRATCH! >Can't ignore it anymore so bro bangs on the wall with a fist. >It stops. >Then 10 min later the power goes out much to bro's complaints. >Scratching it back, but this time it moves up the wall very very slowly until it's in the ceiling then stops. >Me and bro can only listen worriedly. >BANG!!! >Something hits the inside of the ceiling crazy hard, way too big to be a squirrel. >Loud, high pitched squeal out of no where and the ceiling gets hit again, sending down flecks of paint. >Bolt with bro, our feet so loud on his old wood floors that we can't hear anything else as we run in the dark. >On the dash to the door I notice that the door to his attic is open. >It was closed before. >Heart is pounding in my ears now. >Bust down the door on our way out, not bothering to open it. >We jump in my car and NOPE right out of there to my place. >He sold the house a month later.

Never sure what it was, could have been an animal but man, what could climb up your walls and then almost bust out your ceiling?



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>be like 20 min. ago >me thinking "hmm havent heard my phone go off in a while must have left it in the truck" >be too lazy to get truely dressed, put on some loose shorts and go out >get phone, walking back up to house, thinking terrible horrifying thoughts >suddenly hear sound like a plastic cup dragging across the concrete >think "it's just the wind >get inside and realise... there was no wind >NOPE lock doors



[705]

> be a few minutes ago > Sleeping due to fever and sickness > sleep on stomach > wake up during sleep to cough > Have huge room > Sleep with night light due to tendency of getting up in the middle of the night and going to the bathroom > corner of eye see large black shadow moving across the room > Was still able to move my body, not sleep paralysis > NOPE.jpeg > Shut my eyes and tell myself to not open them no matter what > Hide under covers like a little child



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Good thread, I'll contribute 2 of my experiences.

>be like 9 years old >watching a movie with parents late at night (late then was probably like 12 lol) >decide to go to bed >walk to bottom of the stairs >all lights off in house >see hunched over dark shadow dart across the hallway at the top of the stairs (two walls block seeing either way.) >NOPENOPENOPE >continue watching tv with parents until they go to bed as well >still feel uneasy the whole night as the shadow darting across the hallway towards my room



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>Live in normal regular place nothing strange ever happens >Be up at like 2am >Hear strange sound like a type of boom >Look outside >3 people taking pictures of each other >it's a cul de sac in a gated community who goes out in freezing cold and takes pictures in front of a house >Hear another boom sound >People outside gone >Doorbell rings >No one rang it didn't hear anyone running away >Call cops they find nothing >Wtf happened?

Anyone have something like this happen?



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>be 8 year old wimp >sleep in room on a bunk bed w/ brother on 2nd floor >older 16 year old brother is complete sociopath who always want to scare the crap outta me (lives on third floor) >wake up one night, see dark figure come out of closet, head towards my brother on bottom bunk. >scream loud as hell like the wimp I am. >mom busts in, "What's wrong, anon?" >Dark figure goes back in closet before she sees it. >"Mom, 16-old-anon is in the closet trying to scare me." >opens closet, nothing in there but toys >she goes up stairs, everyone is in bed, all is well >except in my head for the next 18 years

>be 10, asleep. same room but brother is now in his own room. >wake up to loud banging in window >dad comes into room >get the hell up and come with me if you want to live mode. >follow him to my parents room. all my brothers and sisters in there. > dad slams door shut, sets off police alarm. >loud banging on parent bedroom door, all windows, and their bathroom door. >police shows up. dad refuses to let any of us leave room. makes cop come upstairs to us. >they will never talk about that night

Im 23, done two deployments to afghanistan, fire fights, faced death, what not. I refuse to go back into that house.



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>Be around 13 >Be just me and mom living together. >Woken up from nap in the evening by mom banging round in her room, must have lost something, is making some serious noise >Go down stairs to make some food. >walk in kitchen turn light on, grab pizza rolls throw in microwave. >Realize that I forgot to take out the trash and my mom will be home in like 10 minutes. >Take out trash, walk into kitchen to take my pizza rolls out of the microwave.



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>Be last tuesday >Sitting in Sen. Eng. class >Teacher begins to go on a rant about feminism and how awesome it is >Looks me square in the eyes >For some reason, time seems to slow down >Her skin becomes deathly pale, and her eyes seem to disappear, giving way to big, black sockets >She becomes more gaunt than ever, and suddenly mouths out something along the lines of "This is how men will meet their downfall" >Time seems to speed up to normal again >The girls in class are clapping and cheering with such fervor >Teacher just gives me that sweet smile she always does

I have no idea what freaking happened.



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I've heard/seen a few things in my house that make me question if we are the only people there. While I've contributed most of these experiences to sleep paralysis, there are still some things I can't explain.

>Be walking downstairs in house when I was around 13 or 14. >MIddle of day so house doesn't creep me out like it tends to do at night. >Walk past sister's room to get to kitchen for a snack. >Hear a young girl's voice calling, "Mom?" with no response. >Think nothing of it, go back to my room after getting snack to play some xbox. >Realize hours later, sister has been at friend's house all day for a sleepover. >NOPE >No sleep that night.



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> Staying with family in Europe > House built by my great grandfather > The basement looked practically medieval > sleeping on a futon in the kitchen due to the rest of the rooms already being taken > Laying on the Futon with the blanket off to the side because this was in the middle of summer, and Europe was going through a series of heatwaves that year > My older sister who was one room over starts whining about how the curtains moved on their own, tell her she's just seeing things. > about 20 mins later that night the temperature suddenly dropped hardcore in the kitchen > pulled on the blanket but was still cold > At this point I started having a really bad feeling. >Like something was hardcore off >I started looking around the kitchen and it for some reason I'd say that it was almost somewhat illuminated, but no light source >older sister from the other room gets up and passes through the kitchen to get to the washroom >She turns on the hallway light passed the kitchen so that she wouldnt be disturbing me too much > As she was entering the hallway and leaving the kitchen I noticed that there was a figure standing there, and my sister straight up walked by it without paying it any notice. > I realized then that the figure looked to be a middle aged woman somewhat plump, wearing a flower dress and a apron, her face was too dark to make out any details. > It was facing me, and staring at me >NOPE.jpg >sat up >figure was still there unmoving >closed my eyes and reopened them >figure was gone >older sister never saw any person >No one else was awake



[713]

>Spend night at gf's house >Fall asleep watching movies >Wake up around 4am and everything is dark >Go into kitchen to get some water > Go back into living room and lay back down on couch >Looking around in the dark,I notice 2 green freaking eyes staring at me >THEY HAVE NO PETS >The longer I keep staring at them,the more scared I get. They blink occassionally. >I can't tell what kind of "creature" it was. >Finally chicken out and cover myself with a blanket until I pass out.

This guy here again. Here's another incident.

>Over at gf's house. >Working on her parent's desktop since they had viruses. >Sitting there talking about PC stuff to her when all of a sudden we hear the front door downstairs open and close by itself. >We both look at each other since we knew everyone shouldn't have been home for another 4-5 hours. >We hear heavy boot steps walk up the stairs. >I go out to the stairs and nobody is there. >Search the WHOLE freaking house and find nobody in the closets,under beds,etc



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>be a few years ago >be with friends going to camp on the beach >about 230-3 am >chilling at our makeshift beach fire >hear noises >ignore them at first but they continue. >then see a tall black figure with what looked like a scythe >NOPE.jpg >stay awake until dawn

Haven't camped on the beach since.



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This literally happened around 6am this morning. >Spending night at friend's house. >early in the morning. >She comes back in from talkin to her friend >crashes on the couch adjacent to me. >20mins pass and notice something odd out of corner of eye >Giant white shadow person standing in kitchen by back door(small goverment housing) >Is just standing there looking from side to side. >finally notices I'm staring at "him" >Ohcrap.jpg >Lock "eyes" with it and look away for remote to tv >LetThereBeLight.gif >White SP keeps staring at me. >Start praying under my breath really low >Keep doing this off and on while trying to keep eye contact >Sun starts coming up >WSP doesn't care >It starts to move closer towards me and friend >Praying hard as hell and telling it it's not welcomed there >Hair stands on end and flight/fight kicks in >Fight apparently wins out and I jump off couch >See floating black flubber thing on ceiling where the WSP is fading >Jump up and swat at it with right hand >Nothing there just swipe ceiling >Book it back to couch for pocket knife(I wasn't thinking at this point) >WSP is gone >NOPE.jpg >Horrible crushing pain on left shoulder and forearm >WSP standing on other side of room again. >Looks pissed off and finally vanishes as the sun finishes rising.

>Her pa comes down stairs cause it's around 7am now >Tell him what happened and he looks super scared >Starts asking me a bunch of questions about what I saw >White shadow "person" >Stands about an inch under the ceiling height >Really broad shoulders >Must be a male >Oh that's her guardian. Showed up when she was born.

Apparently her aunt (who is from OHGOD.jpg

>Take off shirt >Check shoulder in mirror >big red hand print mark on shoulder >consistent with how big WSP was >Feels like shoulder muscle is crushed and feels kinda hard >Her dad makes coffee and leaves for a soccer game >She's up and about now >GAH.jpg >Oh yeah he's really protective of me. >noreally.jpg >She heads up stairs to her room to change

>Idea.jpg >What if I tried talkin to him? >Start experimenting to see if it's sentient >UhOh.jpg >IT. IS. >Start referring to it as blanco >Ask it to squeeze my right hand if that's okay >Feel something touch my hand >Ask it to squeeze harder so I know it's him >Bad idea. Hand freaking hurts now too >Ask if it's protecting her if so touch top of my head >Top of head touched >Ask a few other simple question and choose various body parts to touch if yes >All directly on mark >Notice what seems to be like small strands of something white billowing off me slightly >Nope.jpg >Continue with questions not wanting to piss him off >Finally asks him if I can tell her about what just happened >Squeeze right forearm if yes >Feel something wrap around right forearm >Can you gently squeeze harder? >AHHH.jpg >Can actually see arm hair depress as grip on my arm tightens >run up stairs to tell her about it >Head back down stairs again. >Shoulder still hurts >Ask him if he can fix me shoulder >Feel something grip shoulder hard >Pain almost all gone >wears off after a little while longer >apologize for earlier attack on him >Wanna work together to keep her safe? >Don't hear anything but the whole room suddenly feels less oppressive. >Never sleeping here again.

What was kinda weird also was that the whole night I saw another like 7-8 creautres/shadow people/not-sure-whats as we were just walking around the government housing area (aka projects).

4-5 I had direct contact with face to face and a few others I saw in the distance but no further than about 30-45 yards away. The whole night was a decent night though.



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>getting back late from a show with my drummer, drive back to his grandmas house. >sitting in living room >hear someone walking in the attic (his room and his brother's old room are up there) >hear it walk from his room over into his brother's and back again >walks into his brother's room again and sits on bed >his brother's bed was old and would creak super loud even if you touched it >hear it lay down and roll around some >gets back up and walks some more >window slams so hard that upstairs that it rattles windows I'm sitting by >we slept up there the night before the window was up 2 inches if that so it couldn't of fell and made that much noise >it walks back to his room and stops

His grandma wakes up and says hi, we ask her if she heard all that upstairs and said she heard someone in bed and thought a friend was up there, we said NOPE and she's old ballsy lady so she goes up, opens the window again and said nothing was up there. Got a few stories about that freaky old house.



[717]

I got a nope of myself, not so long ago.

>sitting in the basement tvroom >laptop, 3:00 am >hears some pounding from upstairs like walking >probably my sibling >go upstairs need to take a piss >dining room light is on >NOPE UPSTAIRS >come back down >it's still on >run downstairs >panic voicecall to friends >the sound is like workboots and pushing things around goes on until 5-6 am >finally talk a golf club and hit it onto the ground and stomp upstairs full rage >the sounds stop >light is still on >nope upstairs and never sleep downstairs



[718]

>Be walkin' home late one night >Be about 2 am and it's raining >Dark man in rain coat on other side of the road >Looks creepy >Notice he's carrying a garbage back in shape of body over his should >Also see knife in other hand >Tells me to, "Come here." >NOPE.avi



[719]

>At cousin's house >Tells me his house is haunted >I was like "lulz ain't no ghost" >Call out to ghost >Nothing happens >Middle of night hear breathing right in my ear for three hours straight >Wanna come over again? >Nope.avi



[720]

>be age 8 >friends and I play stab you in the back game >play it in abandond house >my turn >friend does the ritual and hits me in the back lightly >at exactly same moment his hand lands a loud bang >door to water heater flys open >NOPE.sys



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>dad dies >three months later, go riding with friends, driving around >they decide to blindfold me >tell me to tell them when to turn left, right, or go straight >after 30 minutes of driving, hit a dead end >decide this must be our destination >go up hill at end of dead end to fence >on the other side of the fence is a graveyard >directly in front of us is my dad's grave >NOPE.



[722]

>last year >sister made huge painting of a face with some blue stuff over it >she says it's herself or something like that >creppy staring face >grandmother is staying with us for a few months so I sleep in the living room, normally I don't mind but with this face staring at me all night... >some night >lying in my "bed" right onfront of the painting >turn round >thing "stop staring at me" >turn around to the paint >she has eyes closed >NOPE >get under sheets, try erase that half second from my mind and fall asleep

Pic related is the face next to my cat, you can see it's pretty big.





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>Happened last year >Playing Lacrosse in one of my schools gyms >The ball hits the post and goes into the hallway that leads to the basement and Pool area >Apparently A girl drowned in the pool and she is still there. Also my school is suppose to be one of the most haunted places in Ohio >I go into the hallway >Theres 1 light on >Go to get ball >Light Turns off >I hear wet footsteps (I was the only person in that part of the school) >Nope.jpg



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>Walking home from bus stop, 11PMish, listening to some Burial >See what looks like a horse in front of me. >Get closer, it's clearly not a horse. Probably a dog or something. Some huge creature. The Hound of the Baskervilles. >Oh god, I'm crossing over. >Pass by the Hound. >See the Hound with its head in some bins eating >Thing looks up at me. >NOPE out of there

What could it have been? I live in suburban London.



[725]

>Be 10 >Live in Haunted House >3:00 AM-ish >Only one awake in the house >On my DSi Internet > Start hearing heavy breathing >Think It's a nose whistle >Holds Breath to see if it was >Breathing still continues >Leave DSi still on >Leave my room and sleep on the couch >Next morning, tell Mom >She said it was a dream >Think yeah, it had to be >Go on my DSi >See the history was the same in my "Dream" at about 3:00 am to 4:00 am >NOPE.avi



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>be 6-7 at best friend's house (same age) >playing hide and seek in his giant basement >pitch black, all lights off, no windows, etc.

Basement Description: >basement stairs lead to wall, left and right turn. >if right, little room with door to very narrow, but long laundry room >if left movie room with hallway leading out >halfway down hallway on the left is one end of the long laundry room >other end has wood stairs ascending to garage. Door always locked cause nobody ever uses it. >forward is the game room, a bedroom, etc. >everything fully finished except laundry room

>way we play is the seeker gets the pair of ghetto night-vision goggles, hider gets nothing. Seeker has to wait at the top of the stairs until Hider says go on walkie-talkies then promptly turns his off. Hider wins if he gets to the stairs without being tagged >be in super-secret hiding place >haven't seen friend for longer than usual >creep out of hiding spot back in game room and work my way down hallway >obviously can't see anything so going by feel >think he is hiding for ambush in movie room by the stairs >decide to creep around through the laundry room >door to laundry room already open, I feel >turn into laundry room and see a blue light gently pulsing from atop the stairs at the far end. >can't move my body and simply stair at this obviously benevolent and powerful light >don't know how much time passes, though it couldn't have been long >light suddenly shifts to red and gets brighter, but darker shade >at the same time I think I hear a short, soft growl >ScrewThisGame.jpg >I booked it up the stairs

I never told my friend what exactly I saw, but when we got his mom to go look, she said the door was closed and no lights were ever on in the garage.



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>Middle School 7th grade or so >History class, learning about slave ships or something >All have to get under desks to see how it felt >Laughing while I go under >go down and see a strange girl who wasn't in class >Front row of class >Jump up and see no one there >Refuse to join in the game



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>be 14 >wake up saturday morning and have breakfast >it's like 10am >wonder why my mom and siblings aren't up >figure they'll get up soon so go on the computer to play vidya >before I know it it's noon >no one' up still >go check in mom's room, not there >start getting worried >check in brother's room >not there >sister's room >not there >car in garage? >yep >We lived 10 km from the nearest building >nope.cpp >walk up the road for ten minutes >no sign >walk the other way >nobody >go back home >walk to the woods across the road (I say woods but it was more just a field with lots of trees) >no sign >getting creeped out >go home and cry my freaking eyes out for an hour >decide that I have to do something, so I just play more video games >midnight >am pretty tired so I go to bed >wake up >everyone's back >ask them where they were yesterday >"we were here" >they say it's saturday >I just lived a day that no one else did >nope

In retrospect I think it was just a really strange dream.



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>Maybe 7 or 8, living in an old farmhouse >Little sister's room is screwed, toys go off on their own, hear banging from the wall connecting her room and mine (always ignored it), always cold, general bad feelings >We're painting my room so I have to stay in there for the night, she was a toddler and slept with my mom >Have a very vivid dream where I wake up and it's heavily storming outside, I lay in bed for a while, then get up and stand in front of the open window, looking down for a minute or two >In the dream I jump, and I wake up just as I hit the ground >Wake up, the window is open, no way I would have left it open >Nope out of there and never EVER go in there again



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>last winter, 20 years old >be living in santa fe, NM >one of the oldest cities in the US >live in 2 story house, bedroom is on second story, roof of the living room is right outside my window (can get out the window and walk on it) >open window because the house was built in the 60s and the heat is all screwed up, ~80 degrees in my room >falling asleep, first time experiencing sleep paralysis >hear crunching of snow outside of my window >can't move, sit there, terrified >eventually noise stops, have eerie feeling of being watched all night >fall asleep >wake up, footprints (of a shoe not 2spooky4u bare feet or anything) on the snow of the roof >nope everywhere >some guy was watching me behind my blinds at night.

>be 18 >same house > I sleep naked >friend (fat chick that has crush on me) asks to hang out >sure, she's a bro >she hugs me really tight and says 'so what did you mean by those pictures chris?' acting all sly and stuff >what pictures.jpg >check my phone, pictures of me sleeping naked sent to her ~ 3 AM >pictures taken from the ceiling looking downwards

What the hell, man.

Not sure if creepy neighbor or what.



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>Be my Dad >Decides to take a midnight stroll >Comes across same cement bridge >Sees light coming from beneath >Peers over, sees group of people sitting in a circle around a fire >They're all dressed in black robes and hoods and chanting some strange nonsense >Satanworshippers.jpeg

This is very close to my house. I've heard screams and other weird stuff has happened. One time I heard someone playing the bongos back there. Bongos.



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Reminds me of a few times, first one happened >family moved to a new place >brother and I just playing video games, >all of a sudden we both feel weird feeling >turn around we see a shadow looks like an older man wearing a hat >being older sibling look out the window see nothing >book out the front door to try to find can't see anything noone was outside still to this day no idea what it was

another

>Hanging with a friend they tells me about some abandoned house we walk to it >feel weird as we get to this one room upstairs >tell her to continue without me going to go outside and have a smoke >almost finished hear them start running down the stairs >ask them what happened >tells me about some thing about a man shooting his wife and kid in a closet >they had found blood in the closet in the room >starts to rain >we start hearing stuff on the other side of the house >we run back to their place in pouring rain in the middle of nowhere



[733]

>be 2002 living in a motel 4 miles away from the Somme >motel and its some 11 rents is the only building within miles around >Huge battle During WWI took place there in 1916. >one night I was out in the back with my Dad as we where walking to a creek to fish. It was black and we had a flash light >Smell gas it was vary strong. >ask pa, He smelt it too >all of a sudden we see another light in the darkness, Vary dull But it was blue >It was out in the distance in the open fields of grass >the light was swaying like a lantern > I point it out to dad >dad sees it and is kind of suspicious >we approach light from front >we hear foot steps >we hear more foot steps >we hear 100s of foot steps >we hear a full freaking army > we nope and run back to the car >I drive us back to the motel >next day find out a whole group of young German Soldier was gassed by the Brits on that road.

>stayed there 2 more weeks >second to last day hear a loud gun shot and a man Crying Nope



[734]

>be at friend's house with some buds to watch a movie >dvd player is not working so we decide to try the Ouija Board to pass the time >messing around and asking it stupid questions >think this is total BS and laugh with friends >one friend asks board if it is a demon >board says yes >a few people get creeped out and leave the game >host friend gets the dvd player working again so screw the boring Ouija Board >leave without saying goodbye to board (now see that's a mistake) >go upstairs to go and get a drink >look at fridge door before opening it for a second >freeze >can see the reflection of a thin crippled dark figure with pure white eyes behind me >turn around >no one

later...

>one of my friends said he saw a thin dark figure in the mirror when he went to the washroom >4 out of 5 of my friends there at one point or another say that they all saw the figure in a reflection of some sort >in the glare of tv, in the bathroom mirror, fridge door and in the window >only friend who was fixing the dvd playing wasn't participating in the Ouija Board didn't see anything >all of us - NOPE



[735]

K, I'll go... Only told a few people this irl.

>Used to have weird creepy dreams as a kid. >Learn about slender man last year >Holy crap, been dreaming about him since early 90's >Me and a friend start walking to the store to get some smokes. >(They make you feel good man) >Tell him about it before about a month earlier. >Really freaking foggy out side. >It's around 3am. >Looks good. >All is going as planned. >Decide to take a side street short cut. >Bout three feet into the short cut we stop and freeze. >Tall guy down the road just standing there facing us. >We stare for 5 minutes. >Couldn't make out his face. >Not a word spoken the whole time. >Friend pats me and says let's take the other way. >I nod. >Didn't speak the whole way to the store of back home. -- >A couple months ago. >Be driving past old house with same friend. >I get out of car. >Friend drives off. >Thehellman.jpg >Start walking. >Look at the ground ahead of me. >Huge shadow right next to my shadow. >Look behind me. >Nothing.... >NOPE.JPG >Walk faster. >Friend comes back. >Don't tell him about it.



[736]

>Be 17 >playing Resident Evil remake for GameCube. (that's right GameCube) >Hear Mom's bedroom door close >Realize I would've heard her car enter garage because of garage door >Open my door, look down hallway >Mom's door open >Check for her or someone else >No one in house >Walking back to room, close her door along the way >Almost to my bedroom >Heard her door open again >Look at her door over my shoulder >Hear slight growl >All of the doors in the hall slam shut >NOPE.avi >No time for shoes >Just left



[737]

>Be sleeping at night >Suddenly hear a very loud scream just outside the house >Think it must be drunk people playing >Brother and sister wake up freaked out >Sister looks outside, there's no one. >Hear another very loud scream, this one really scary, as if someone was being hurt >Call parents to wake them up >"What is it?" asks mom >Bloodcurling screams are heard several times >Check outside: no one is there >Suddenly remember it might have been a fox and sigh >"What do you want?" asks mom >Realize my siblings and I are the only one who could hear the screams >Nope

Been asking around the neighbors if they heard it too, but it's just the three of us, nobody else did. Hate that I have no explanation.



[738]

>Taking a shower >Mom's outside grandmother's in her room. I'm the only male in my house 80% of the time >Suddenly hear the deepest dark voice shout "YOU" >Look around realize it sounded like it came from behind the wall >NOPE. >Broke down the shower curtain ran out but naked looking for my mom crying and hysterical >Couldn't close the bathroom door while taking a shower for at least 3 years afterwards



[739]

>Visit my brother and his fiancee >At night, playing video games alone in the living room >Hear them seemingly arguing in the kitchen >Never seen them arguing, weird that that they'd do it around me >My brother runs to their bedroom, holding his face >I follow him asking what's wrong >He says he's got a bad headache, tells me to go to bed right now and not get up until morning >Annoyed that he orders me around, goes back to the kitchen >Find his fiancee crying in a corner surrounded by weird shadows >friggin'NOPE.gif >Grab her quickly by the hand and run to the bedroom

We locked the door behind us. My brother believed what we told him but that's all. We waited in the room until morning.



[740]

>Few days ago >4 am can't sleep >listening to music >hear my dogs outside barking >Not normal barking though >they sound angry like something is about to attack >Hear something fall out of a tree >Woods are right outside my window >assume it is a big cat. Seen a lot of those lately >Go to grab rifle we keep for home defense >Loading shells on the way back to my room >about to look out window >Hear dogs let out a furious bark >Hear something else >It sounds like a high human yelp >then descends into guttural gurgling >There's another sound... >Sounds like...static >Like you'd hear from an old radio or TV >It freezes me >I don't know why but I just sit the gun down >Lay back in my bed >Can't get those sounds out of my head



[741]

>be 10ish >flying home from Disney World (Orlando to Boston) >get window seat >taking a nap >sleeping soundly despite engine noise >suddenly hear god awful sound like a cross between a baby crying and a snake hissing >it freaking drowns out the noise from the plane's engines >wake up promptly >everything is normal >ask parents about it (of course they didn't hear it) >try and go back to sleep >somehow fall asleep again >about an hour later the plane lands >pilot suddenly starts talking on the loudspeakers saying that something terrible happened in NYC and all flights are grounded nationwide. >yeah, you know where this is going



[742]

>napping on couch >in deep deep sleep >suddenly wake right up, very afraid >hear childhood nickname, freak out >nope and go back to sleep.

Room mate alsos aid that she had heard me calling out "Hello?" when she got home. I was at work.

Another time:

>in bathtub >being an /x/phile and reading how to develop psychically. >Hear my full name >Freeze >Nope the rest of the week

Apparently I've got a really talkative ghost.



[743]

>be 16 maybe 17 >move to a new house >sears modern home so you know that it is old >go into the attic >see a small square room in middle of attic >I'm no newfriend, I know this is a nice coat closet >windows are blacked out >open door >nothing but a metal chair sitting in the middle of the room.



[744]

>be twelve >sleep in bedroom adjacent to parents room >since childhood absolutely mortified of ghosts and various apparitions (to this day believe that ghosts follow me at all times) >in this home it is the worst case >literally every night hear weak apparitional activity (breathing in ear, sounds on opposite end of room that I am not looking at) >so I'm in bed, it's the Witching Hour (really bad with sleep since childhood) >I hear the sounds on the opposite end of the room >man up and look >see shadowy figure sitting in desk chair, looking at me >NOPE.jpg >roll back over at light speed and fall asleep



[745]

>Be 12 >taking radio to bath with me >doodooodooo >Hear some one whisper "rain" >continue on with life and nope about it until I'm 19. more recently >walking to car from work >opening car door and see creeper creepin from his car directly across from me >annoyed and mean mug him and roll my eyes and say "piss off" at him >Sit in car, putting keys into ignition, look up to see where creeper had gone >he's gone. no more than 5 seconds had passed >officially weird feeling >NOPE several months later.... >having coffee and catching up with good friend in home town >talking, laughing >glance at car >he is sitting right there in my seats looking very angsty and pouty >ignore, continue on with converstaion about a month later

>driving in car down to the grocery store >all windows up, chillin music is on low >Some one blows into my ear from behind me >freak out, tell car ghost to get out because he is causing trouble

He leaves for a while and then

>Usually leave car unlocked >In house, need to grab something from car >walk out, start reaching for car door handle >Physically see the locks in my car go down into lock position >keys inside, hanging up and room mate is GONE. >nope nope nope.

I also don't have automatic locking or time locking on my car, whatever it is. haven't had much from him since.



[746]

>have old sanatory near my old hometown near a mountain deep in the woods >rumor is that this was something like a orphanage or a home for retarded children once >also rumor is that children were abused there, chained to their beds and stuff >partially burned down and was closed about 40 years ago, reason for fire unknown >decide to head there with a friend >get to big gate and fence with rusty barbed wire, can't see house from there; gate is used to keep jackasses (like us) away from the property >didn't work out that good, found a hole in the fence, climb through >instantly get a weird feeling like being watched >just as we decide to head to the house we hear footsteps rushing at us and a car >climb back outside, don't want to get caught >as soon as we are outside everything stops, no one there >NOPE.wav >go back >later find out that my cellphone somehow called a friend of mine, just broadcasting static. Phone went dead shortly after.

Also there was the ruin of a house right at the fence. Used to be the home of the caretaker once. Friend of mine told me that this guy was nuts, beating and abusing his daughter. Said that the sanatory slowly made him mad.



[747]

I was just taking a heavy bag of laundry upstairs to throw on one of the beds, nothing unusual.

I felt pretty tired and really sad but that tends to happen to me often. So I get to the bedroom and drop the bag on the floor.

>Suddenly I wasn't just tired I was completely exhausted. >I let out a large sigh >fall halfway onto the bed >close my eyes >open my eyes >Next thing I know I'm floating up to the ceiling and seeing myself lying on the bed >OH GOD >I was really freaked out and thought I was dying >I kept telling myself how there was no way I was going to let myself die so suddenly >I swing my arms frantically as if to swim through the air back to my body >Suddenly I'm in my body again >I immediately open my eyes and take a deep breath >I get up and don't feel tired at all >It didn't look like more than more than half a minute had passed >Then my grandmother asks me if I got the laundry upstairs

I also wondered if I was dreaming but I'd never had a dream that felt like that where I hovered over myself. It was also even scarier since something similar happened before.

>taking a hot shower >Once again I'm sad as hell >I feel pretty strange/tired >I lean against the tiled wall >then I just quickly shoot out of my body like a gust of wind >next thing I know I'm floating >it's dark around me >for some reason I was wearing the comfiest clothes I own >I look down >I see the planet Earth before me >...I'm hovering in space...above the Earth >what.png >I shoot back into my body >I yelped a little >quickly turn off the shower >fall on my hands and knees in hallway

Never stay in the shower too long Anons.

All right I got one more.

>be a little kid maybe about 9 >I'm trying to sleep on the bed in my grandmothers room >she's in the room behind me watching tv >lights are off >I look around the room a bit a see a dark shadow on the wall to the far left >I think maybe it's the shadow of a tree branch coming from the window >I look to the wall on right, beside the bed >the blinds are closed >I realize there's not enough light and the trees at the back wouldn't be able to make that shadow >uh oh >I quickly look back at the left wall >Nothing's there >I turn over thinking maybe I imagined it >I look towards the window >There's a dark shadow on the right wall >I'm freaked out and don't know what's happening >the shadow starts to move >it forms into a person >and all I can say is that... >It started to look an awful lot like Freddy Krueger >I freak the hell out and bang on the wall behind me >my grandmother opens the door >"WHAT?!" ...many times before I used to knock on the wall because the tv was on the other side opposite of my head I learned not to do that often because my grandmothers a angry tyrant

>She's standing in the doorway >I'm look at her and fight with myself wondering what I should do >deal with the shadow ghost >or my grandmother >I finally make a decision >"Ahh...n-nothing." >"ARGH" >She moves to quickly walk away and close the door >"Wait!" >she stops, "What?" >"...can you turn the light on?" >She turns the light on >closes the door and leaves >I look over and the shadow is gone

I don't think I ever saw it in my house again. But I do remember that I did see a shadow ghost some other time...but I can't remember anything except that.

Great now I can't sleep until the sun's out.



[748]

I've had an experience with something people call "Horsehead"

>be walking through some field near my house with a friend >could of sworn I heard a horse (this is where it all started) >ask my friend if he heard it >no >we reach my house >my friend passes out like an hour after >it's 2 am >I hear the horse again and just sit there in silence >I go to my living room window >I could of sworn I saw a full bodied man with a horse's head and I was scared >atleast that's what I think I saw, it's what it looked like >I ran and cried the end

I've heard other Horsehead stories before so I know I'm not completely insane. Does anyone have any of their own?



[749]

>be younger >be sleeping >wake up like something is staring at me >radio is off ( I slept with it on) >oookaaayyyy.jpg >hear breathing NOPENOPENOPE >stay under covers for an hour >come out >room to dar to see but I feel a presence in the corner >with a shake in my voice I say "go away" >feel that feel when you go down a hill really fast >all the posters fly off my wall >NOPE out of my room.

Moved outa that room, always been into paranormal stuff and I still feel a presence in the room I have now but I blame that on the fact I have the breaker and main power lever and 2 huge mirror for a closet door seeing as how all those things cause paranoia.



[750]

>have to be no older than 6-7 years old. >be sleeping in bed >wake up in middle of the night >man laying next to me smiling >jump out of bed >turn the lights on >nobody there >wake up mom >tell her >she says it was just a dream >got spanked for waking her up >19 now >believe it was just a dream now



[751]

>get last bus home from gf's >get in about 1:30 throw bags on the couch >go into the kitchen put kettle on for tea >standing there waiting was that a knock at the door? >nope >hear it again >go check door nothing doing all normal >nothing goes back in >happens again cept banging >go check again street lights are dead and just this black cat staring at me in the middle of the street >nopes the freaking door locked >maeks nice tea :)



[752]

>be 18 >be out all night drinking >get home, feeling quite hazy >have shower, feeling really relaxed >wonder if I'm going to have a hangover >collapse onto bed, fidget into comfortable position >open eyes >woman watching me >did I take something tonight? >close eyes, open again >she's still watching >can't make out her face, covered in shadow from her umbrella >roll over, I'm seeing things, don't freak out >turn to look at ceiling >massive face in ceiling >looks old, no facial hair, intense look >light on, all gone

Few years back now, still remember it. Felt so calm when I saw the woman, but the guy's face scared me. Never happened since. Wish I'd said something or something.



[753]

>using camcorder >there is a silhouette of a man in the background of some of the shots >sell camcorder years later >guy asks if I have any spare tapes so he can use it right away >without thinking give him the ghost tape and tell him it's ok to go over it >weird relief at probably ring'ing someone



[754]

>be 13 >be asleep at first >bed is placed against a wall >wake up at 3 AM with face pointed towards the wall >suddenly feel something is in my tight crappy room >feel it coming closer, swearing I feel a breath on my cheek >NOPE >Didn't move even a bit for about 5 hours, until my parents came into my room to ask why I didn't leave for school yet >I cried



[755]

>Be around 8 years old >4 year old brother was recently killed, hit by a drunk driver >Be at night some weeks after his death >Be in kitchen doing dishes >Hear my dead bro's voice, very clearly down the sink drain >"I'm down here Anon, down here in the drain!" >Voice begins to laugh >Voice then begins to change...To tranform into inhuman gurgles >Blood gurgles up into the sink >Run screaming and crying to tell mom >When we go back to look there is no blood >Still scared of sink drains



[756]

Adding but I don't know how to do greentext, wish me luck. >Be 15, scrolling through /B/ >Around 2 A.M >Parents and sisters out of town, got the house to myself. >Hear constant whispering ,look around but no-one is there. >Continues for about 20 minutes. >Hear a defining scream like a banshee. >Look outside to see someone standing in the middle of my road (I live in the last house on the top of a hill with a huge wall and trees to the left of my house) >All creeped out, go downstairs to get a drink. >on the way back up the stairs hear the same scream but closer, almost like it was inside the house. >Scared now, I make my way up the stairs >Hear the same scream again, even closer, followed by the sound of 5 or so glass cups breaking. >NOPENOPENOPENOPENOEPNOPE >run up the rest of the stairs and hide under my covers.

The next morning

>walk downstairs with a master sword (from The Legend Of Zelda) >see the whole floor of my kitchen is covered in shattered glass. >Clean it up, and my parents arrive home. >That night I hear the same scream >NOPE.AVI >Hides again like a wimp >never tell anyone about this



[757]

>be 9ish >friend sleeping over >drive to video store with mom and my friend >feel kind of "clear" >long street lined with lights >say to friend "watch this" >lights go out in sequence as we pass under them >yep

>still put lights out all the time >going down a block, looking out window, portions of parking lots, etc >I'm 30 now

Don't know why. my personal best was an entire grocery store parking lot and the mcdonalds sign beside it.



[758]

bumping with two stories

>be young (grade school) >have ridiculous nightmare >wake up and be scared in my bunkbed >because I am scared look out into hallway to make sure no monsters >see in the dark a figure walking towards my room (almost zombie looking) >pinch myself, feel it >NOPENOPENOPENOPE



[759]

>was like 6 or so >had a barbie bank that would say good things when inserting moneys. >was stuck in an upstairs closet. >later roof leaks like crazy covering everything. >Mom cleaning it out, finds bank, and starts to throw it out because batteries corroded the hell out of it. >It loudly and clearly in a gurgled voice says "Get out" >mom nopes the hell outside and then makes dad throw it out. scary stuff man.



[760]

>Move into new house with family in 1997. >Big old farmouse.

>One night, dad is working in basement. >Light goes out. >Mom and I are both asleep on second floor. >Dad thinks 'fuse must have gone out'. >Goes to check. >Light switch in the off position. >Nope.

>Be playing Spyro the Dragon. >Mom from upstairs: 'Sweetie?' >Me: 'Yeah, mom?' >No reply, shrug it off. >Minutes later mom comes in front door from weeding yard. >Couldn't have been upstairs. >NOPE.

>Second grade. >Wake up in middle of night. >Older woman standing in doorway. >Glowing eyes. >Can see through her to hallway. >NOPE. Hide under covers.

>Weeks later. >Previous owner of house stops by because he sees us in yard. >Cheery conversation. >Mentions that his elderly mother died of a heart attack in the living room. >NOPE.png.avi.tga.vqa.shp.vxl



[761]

>Be about 13 >Home alone, watching tv and stuff >Realize dog has disappeared, which is odd as he usually lies in front of the refrigerator >Think nothing of it, carry on watching tv >5 minutes later, hear barking and growling upstairs >Run upstairs, barking from the bathroom >Try and open the door, it's locked >Bathroom door obviously only locks on the inside >nope.jpg >Call dad and he eventually gets the door open, dog is so terrified it's pissed all over the floor



[762]

>At home alone (2 story house) >Go downstairs for pizza rolls >Heat em up and put on plate >I rush up the stairs can't go to fast because of food >room is directly to the left once you reach the top >get to the second step before the top >something takes its feet away from the doorway and back into the room >nope.jpg >Eat downstairs and wait until family gets home.

Still no clue about what I saw...



[763]

>be 12 >at night >in my grandma's house alone >watching TV in the living room >hear weird tapping noise coming from the kitchen >go check >nothing >except that there is a bottle of tequila over the stove >we keep al the liquor in a gavinet in the living room >nope.jpg >heading on my way back to the living room >the glass of a family photo that was hanging in the wall suddenly cracked out of freaking nowhere >NOPE.bat >nope out of the house >waited in the yard until my mom arrived to pick me up >never told her about what happened



[764]

> be 15, house to myself until father gets back > dad works night shift, trying to see how long I can stay up > watching some crappy tv show, chillin' on couch > dog starts doing weird crap, circling and barking at kitchen > while dog does that, hear clatter like someone dropped bunch of forks onto the floor > investigate with dog, nothing amiss > go back to couch, slightly nervous > about half an hour later, dog FREAKS out, hear the forks sound again > NOPE all the way to neighbors house, BS a reason to stay over

never more scared in my own house...



[765]

>be 12 or so >sleeping in mom's room because we were moving next day >wake up and see a shadowy figure sitting on mom's bed >think it's mom >Mom are you ok? >proceed to look to where mom was sleeping and there she was >NOPE.jpg



[766]

>couple months ago >nightime, waiting for my bus >creepy guy arrives to bus stop, looked crazy >I'm relieved when he takes different bus than mine (takes one in the same direction I'm going, I'm waiting for the express version of this bus) >few minutes later get on my express bus, it's pretty full >guy is sitting towards the back of the bus

Basically, he had to get off the regular bus at least a stop ahead, take the bus in the opposite direction past me, get off, take my bus, and make his way to the back to sit.



[767]

This is pretty recent, within the last year or so.

>at grandparents house >3 in the morning, have to piss >get up to go to bathroom >half asleep, not really watching where I am going >look up and see something go past the doorway really quick >freeze and about piss myself on the spot >go back to sleep, hold it until morning



[768]

be 10-12 don't remember >about to move in to new house >in front yard >look into a window * which would be my room soon* >see a tallk old woman in a bonnet, pale white, walk from one side of the window to the other >ask dad and previous owner about the old lady >they look at me like I'm retarded >go into room >my room oh crap >have nightmares for the entire time of liviing there >had an old barney doll in the closet >would go off randomly >I love you hyuck hyuck hyuck >nope.jpg >mom comes in takes out the batteries >I LOVE YOU HYUCK HYUCK >momnope.jpg >burns it outside >more nightmares for the rest of my time there



[769]

>be 12 >helping my mom at her second job >job is cleaning a church at night >she tells me to go dust some tables >while I am I see a figure out of the corner of my eye walk by > assume it's my mom and continue working >when I'm done I ask my mom what to do next by shouting in the direction I saw the figure walk >my mom answers but from the other side of the church

Some other freaky stuff happened at that place, usually involving shadow people.



[770]

>I once had a toy race car given to me as a gift for christmas >game was for toddlers I was 9/10 >whatever, was grateful so I was just messing with it >get a wierd feeling >take out batteries >keeps going



[771]

>be 17 >sitting with HS gf who's house is notoriously haunted >sitting on front porch looking and talking >car is in front of porch >see shadow walk behind car, it's a full blow person that's a shadow, coming out of nowhere, and seemed to walk just behind the car >behind the car is maybe 10 feet in front of us >look at GF to see if she just saw that >"did you just see that?" >her mouth is open, face frozen >"is that what you see in your house?" >"yeah anon, that's what I see" > nowayjose.jpg

that was the first and only time I ever saw a "ghost" or w/e the heck it was with another person, and I knew for once that it wasn't anything in my head.

That story is the pre story to this:

>shoveling crap in a barn on a family members horse farm >middle of nowhere.jpg >see shadow out of the corner of my eye >think "it's nothing" >keep seeing shadow >keep shoveling horse crap >focus on shadow in my peripheral vision >holycrapthisisactuallyhappening.jpg >keep shoveling horse crap like nothing is happening >turn my back, shadow gone >shouldhavenoped.jpg

Didn't tell anyone, was in the middle of nowhere for another month alone in the forest and on a farm a lot.

What a mind screw, I was so scared at night time, there is always a light on the front of the barn, but the rest of it is black as night, like behind and beside the barn, where the light doesn't reach...



[772]

>be 12 >First christmas in new house. >I have a little wind up santa that plays a tune and spins its head in a little bounce with the music >watching tv around 1 am >santa on the mantle across from me starts playing >staring at it >head stops when it is directly looking at me >Eye to eye >NOPE >Throws it away



[773]

>be 12 >newish house >get up to go to bathroom >go to the downstairs bathroom to avoid waking parents >hair feels like it's standing on end >crushing terror and paranoia >there is a man in a very neat suit stood by the back door >for some reason I do a double take >he is just gone >I stare at the door to try and see if it's locked >I guess it is >screw going near it >I never got my piss either



[774]

>be 16 >problem with my bedframe so I was sleeping on living room couch for a couple days >each night I hear weird noises coming from the kitchen, like appliances being dragged across the counter or stuff falling >upon investigation, nothing's amiss >last day on couch, get this intense feeling of being watched >tentatively stick head up >hear kitchen clatter again >see this tall shadowy man standing over me out of the corner of my eye >get this feeling of pure malice >NOPE >do not turn and look >do not investigation >blanket over head, head under pillow >wide awake for rest of night

Never happened again, nor have I had any other experiences. My dad said he heard the kitchen noises too, though. I do not believe in paranormal stuff so there must've been a rational explanation, but while I was cowering under my covers, I was freaked out.



[775]

>be 14 >start having recurring nightmare of myself drowning in a nearby lake >I looked different but I KNEW it was me > told my mom >she looked freaking terrified >she told me when I was 3-4 I kept telling her that I drowned in that SAME lake and that my name was james >she noped >I noped >the dog noped



[776]

>Happend 2 nights ago >Be home alone >Headphones on, listening to music >Begin feeling those vibration type things like when people walk around on a wooden floor >Don't take it into too much account >Keeps happening >Go over to doorway to hear better >Footsteps walking around downstairs >Semi nope >My music then plays out loud >Footsteps turn into a sprint and a door opens >See dark, shadowy figure run through backyard into the woods >NOPE.jpg >Sit in the corner of the room until my brother gets home



[777]

>be 17 >waiting for my bro to get home, so we can play Mario kart double dash >crap was so cash >bro calls home, says he'll be getting a little late, tells me to stay awake for him >shure brah >decide to take a nap before my bro gets home >log-like sleep >suddenly woken up by the sound of a commercial on tv >wat.png >don't remember turning it on >it was one of those old, big TV's, and mine was screwed up so you had to turn it on then wait around 15 minutes for it to turn on >go downstairs, while going down the stairs I call for my brother >dead silence >hey jerk, you left the TV on >no response, the only noise in the house is the tv and my nope >decide to sit and watch tv while waiting for my bro >changing channels, after a while of watching one, it changed itself >have this happen like 4 times >screw it, I'll go back to my nap >turn off TV, head for the stairs >halfway up, TV turns on immediately, didn't even have to wait for it >nope upstairs >stay in my bed, fully covered until bro comes home, at around 12 >tell him I'm tired so I don't have to go back down



[778]

>At friend's house dog sitting for the week >Have gf with me because always scared being in their by myself >We fall asleep on couch >I wake up at 2am, lift my head up and look over couch, glass sliding door. >Someone is standing right behind me. >Dark shadow, no distinct characteristics >Say my gf's name softly >Does not wake up >Can't take eyes off person >Finally can not take it anymore and spin-over >Wake gf up in doing so, no one is there >Tells me to go back to sleep

NOPE

>Tell her we got to go, make excuse about my mom calling >Still hate that place at night

Also:

>So around this time, friend and I are interested in the paranormal >We go on http://www.theshadowlands.net/places/michigan.htm >We go to graveyard on a Friday night, full moon >We decide to bring my friend's video camera. We let it charge for about 6 hours, then take it with us >After being in graveyard for 30 mins, the camera suddenly dies. >Think nothing of it and leave graveyard.

Later that month

>We return to the graveyard, friend brings in chick who doesn't believe in ghosts >We agree to take turns in graveyard by ourselves >I go first, in there for close to 20 mins >Ask questions to the graves, trying to get EVP >Camera dies again, I hear a child whisper "Leave" >I think friends are playing a prank on me >2 mins later, hear the child whisper "Leave" >Starting to get super nervous, start to calm down after 5 mins of nothing >Then a final whisper, "Please leave" coming from behind me >I turn around and look into the grove of pine trees. >The shadows start to get darker, only way to explain it is that the darkness seemed to shallow itself, and I see two red eyes in the middle of the trees.

NOPE!

>I run as fast as I can, friend and lady chases after me. Will not talk until we are miles away. >Thought I saw those red eyes in the rear view mirror as I was driving away

>While I was in the graveyard, my friend and the girl said they heard footsteps walking towards them >They would get loud and stop directly in front of them, then stop >This repeated until they saw me running past them, they ran after me



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>Visiting an old Bishopric turned museum on my town >Said to be haunted, whole area around it included (some old houses, stores and officces) >A friend of a friend that was coming along owns a barber shop near >Go and visit for whatever reason >Have some beers (it's 11:00 pm already) >Guy confirms place to be haunted, says he have seen pretty screwed uo crap >Out of the corner of my eye, see something moving on that big mirrors barbers have >Friend swears he saw some dude wearing some kind of colonial clothes passing by the door frame >He said it was black and white, like video interference >nope.jpg >some time later hear scratching noises on the celling >Look up >Same dude just staring at us on all fours like freaking spiderman >Run out >Never talk abut it again.



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> had broken into for sale house across street a couple of weeks ago because of rumors of it being haunted and felt a weird vibe ever since > be upstairs home alone hearing stomping downstairs > run to the top of my stairs > banging stops suddenly > listening terrified as it's quiet > hear in a super almost depressingly sick, deep, scary voice saying, "I want my mama."



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>be 17, nice and snug in house for winter >feel a need to outside to at least experience the snow >go out at night because don't like to be out around daytime since I feel uneasy around other people >have some fun making little snow sculptures >hear a distinct crunching noise of someone stepping on snow, but very lightly >don't pay it any attention >hear another careful step Suspicion mode engaged. >look up >try and see what's making that noise, can't see crap because the lighting was crap >decide that it was probably my imagination. >hear a few more careful steps, getting closer >start edging towards my house >break into a run >hear something start running behind me >reach the door, open it, and slam it shut >something bashes angrily against it >look through peephole >nothing was there

That was the first and last time I nearly died from fright.



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>10 years old or something >be at grandma's house with my dad because it's her birthday >she lives quite a distance away from our house >we stay over for the night >get my own room to sleep in >bed is pretty comfy, I fall asleep quite easily >in the middle of the night, I suddenly wake up due to a weird sound that I kept hearing during my sleepy daze >outside my room, somewhere in the hallway I hear is creepy laugh that you'd hear from this clown doll that laughs when you push his stomach >the laugh keeps going and going in the same tone >freak out, get cover under the blankets >this situations keeps up for another 5 to 10 minutes >eventually the laughing sound slowly fades, as if it's walking away >can faintly but clearly detect the laughing continuing downstairs untill it completely disappears >I'm frozen in fear, refuse to get out of bed and just try to sleep in the hope that it's morning soon

>wake up, it's morning >tell grandma during breakfast what I experienced during the night >ask if she also heard the laughing >to my surprise she doesn't think I'm a crazy kid that's making up crap, but rather listens to me as if it's an interesting story >tells me that she never witnessed this particular thing, but hinted at me that it's an old house, and old houses tend to hide secrets that only reveal themselves at very specific moments or something >I'm confused, so I just go 'okay...' and try to forget to whole ordeal. >can't wait to sleep in my own bed again at home

To this day, this is probably the weirdest thing I experienced during my childhood. I was young, so it could be possible that I didn't realize that I dreamt it all or something. But it felt very real at the time, so I'm not sure.



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Another little thing that I remember, which happened when I was even younger. 8 or something.

>try to sleep in my room >unable to do so > think 'screw it, I'm going to read a book or something' >get out of bed and head for the light switch >as I hit the light switch, it SUDDENLY out of freaking nowhere appears to be morning >as I stand there flabbergasted, my mom opens the door >'Oh hey anon, awake already? Time for school! Get your clothes on' >to prevent any mental damage to my mind, I decide that I was sleepwalking and woke up in front of the light switch, seriously, screw this creepy crap



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> be two summers ago > live in the middle of nowhere near no houses > in the kitchen upstairs washing dishes at midnight > window near sink was open > heard unexplainable sitcom laughter come out from distance > no tv on in my house ran and locked every door in my house



[785]

>Be 4 or 5 years old >Move into Ohio apartment with parents >Furniture not bought yet, sleep on air mattress with parents >Wake up to use bathroom >See freaky figure walk from bathroom to my room carrying a VHS tape NOPE.gif >Run to bed and fall asleep in between parents

Also >Be about two hours ago >Live in duplex with loud neighbors >Hear strange silent hill-esque noises from next door > 2am Wat.jpg

Not really a nope, but it was mildly freaky.



[786]

> be around 9 > watching TV in my room > turns off TV and start walking back to living room > hear my older bro call me from my parents room > room was dark, see brother figure sitting on the bed > hear my bro talking on the living room, turn around and have a glance > bro is at living room > nope.exe > rush to the living room without looking back > almost in tears > no one believes me



[787]

>A few weeks after my first child was born >Wake up to baby crying >Instantly jump out of bed and walk to his room, half asleep. >Woman is cradling my crying son (I thought it was my wife) >Decide to use the bathroom instead >Walking back, look in and the baby is asleep, wife's gone >Get back in bed, and she's there >I tap here and thank her for getting to the baby so fast. >She was dead asleep. She said she felt me get out of bed, so she never got up. >I had assumed she "beat" me to the baby's room. She swears to god she never got out of bed. Realize my son was WAILING while being cradled by that "woman". >NOPE >Told my wife, and left to stay at her mom's for the night. Moved him to the other room the next day. >Till he was 8 and despite the fact he'd never been told the story, he said he had nightmares about a woman standing in his bedroom at night. >Move a month later. >Hasn't happened since.



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>be 16 >move into new house >decide to stay the first night alone to have the whole house to myself >mattress in the middle of the floor >see something moving in what would be my fathers room >old women walking kinda dragging along the wall >she drops >turn other way and nope my way to sleep >wake up next day and walk into fathers room >hand marks on the wall like someone was gripping the wall as they fell >go through a cabinet that was left behind >death certificate >women had heart attack in my dad's room and dragged herself into where I was sleeping



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I have quite a few back when I was on some freaky meds:

>be trying to get to sleep >room is only small, window is situated looking over my bed >open eyes >three figures standing by my bed looking over me >middle figure is particularly scary >old woman with long grey hair >nope under the covers >finally look again, they are still there >end up just sitting there for about 20 minutes >only disappear when I turn the lights on

I also woke up one night to see my best friend lying in my bed just smiling at me. He proceeded to sort of hover off the bed and onto the floor where I couldn't see him, laughing menacingly as he did.



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>at best friend's house >he's in work and his family is in work too >waiting for them to get home >be sitting in his room smoking and playing vidya >hear front door open and close >NOPE. THEY SHOULDN'T BE HOME FOR HOURS >hear the sound of heavy footsteps running up the stairs >sounds like 3 or 4 people running up the stairs >open his bedroom door expecting to get attacked by burglars >noone there >search whole house >noone there >NOPE >go back to room and start panicking >as soon as I hear the door close the footsteps start again >NOPE NOPE NOPE >turn volume up loud to drown out noises >they get home eventually and I'm almost in tears >I calm down and have fun for the night >next week I stay again and they go to work >BANG BANG BANG BANG >NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE >go home

I haven't been back in about 2 months.



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Friend told me his nope story.

>friend and his group decide to pay a visit to an old WW2 hospital >abandoned for some time and creepy >walks up to the entrance and notices a bicycle chained up to the fence facing a certain direction >group walks in, no incident >a friend was leading the way and walking up a flight of stairs >suddenly makes a u-turn and walks back down towards exit >doesn't say a word, just keeps walking >wtf? >the rest follow him out >that friend finally speaks >tells them that there were 2 red figures at the top of the stairs >everyone nopes >walk out >bicycle now facing the opposite direction >NOPE NOPE



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>early hours of morning >friends on guard duty decide to play a prank on another guy sleeping inside guard house >takes out phone and records >video captures a white figure underneath table that the guy was sleeping on >white figure turns its head to look at cameraman >flies off from underneath >mfw I saw that vid

That was the only time I ever saw 'something' caught on camera... camp was haunted as hell, even though I never once felt or seen anything.



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>Be 14. >Just moved into new house, where residential was built over some old farm. >House is perfectly fine for first few months. >Summer starts. >Head down stairs for first day. >Mom is there. >"Anon, I know it's summer, but you and your friends shouldn't bring bricks into our backyard." >Check backyard, There are bricks built up to resemble a little dog house. >"That wasn't me mom." >"'course anon" I had just though it was some teenagers, so I had moved the bricks into our basement, and closed it off. (I wanted the bricks, they were pretty cool) >next day, brick dog house Is back out there. >It's just me at home today. >No way my mom has the strength to move those, nor would my dad do it. >It's investigation time. >Leave my walki-talki outside near the house, continue day, then go to sleep. >middle of night, gaming it hard. >Walki-Talki clicks on. >HORRIBLE screeching noise comes over it, like someone has slicing some animals throat while it screeched. >Have to clutch my ears, the noise hurts. >After that, remember s Waking up next morning, head downstairs. >Check walki-talki outside. >The thing looks all burnt out, like someone had busted it open and ignited its insides. >Dawn of the final night. >Sleeping with sheets over head. >Hear something, liking a creaking noise. >Hear something, extremely quiet, like a whisper, say something like "Are the dogs okay?" >Summon everything I have left, and say "Yea, it's okay, go rest." >Gets quiet, I pass out from pissing my pants. >Later that summer, learned that the farm where my hiuse is now had a man who was specifically hired to watch the dogs, he had been fired, and later gone missing, never recovered.

The worst part is, they say he liked to build things with extra bricks.



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>went on a family trip to an island resort >stayed in a big but rather old looking villa >was kinda creepy but tried not to pay any attention to it since I was on holiday >holiday ends >grandma complained that she was hearing olden day music at night >niece had pinch marks on leg and sister saw her 'kicking away' something while trying to sleep >father saw a white figure standing outside the window >brother and I slept through it all like it was the best holiday ever >don't know to be happy or sad to have never felt or seen anything



[795]

>particular taxi comes in to drop a passenger off every morning at my camp >one morning taxi comes in, but drives out without letting passenger off >guards went wtf.jpg >taxi comes back in after 5mins >guards asked what was up with the previous roundabout >taxi driver says that never happened and it's his first trip in >drops passenger off >guards went to check pictures/video of the 'first' taxi >picture of first taxi's undercarriage had a skeletal figure clinging onto it >showed picture to half the camp, NOPED and finally got it deleted..



[796]

>in basement replacing hot water heater in historic district of berlin maryland >house is from the 1860's >feel like someone is waching me >look out basement window to see if I'm just imagining things >look out window >feel someone tap my shoulder >turn around quick >no one there >nope nope nope >finish instal quick and never go back >I'm positive I felt that



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>Be around 6-7 >friend sleeping over at mine >Sleeping in the same bed on different ends >Small room lights are off and friends asleep >Look around room, can't sleep > Gaze meets the corner of the room and see the shape of a young girl >She has short colourless hair and her skin is without colour yet I could see her face in detail >Freeze up and stare >Begin to blink constantly trying to look at it from different angles to see if it was just an illusion >It's still there, looking at the floor >Is this really happening? >Heart rate increases >her head moves alittle >NOPE NOPE >IT'S REALLY HAPPENING >NOPE out under the covers and close my eyes pretending I saw nothing >Stinks of feet >Don't care just try not to move and pretend I was sleeping >Suddenly it's morning and I don't recall going to sleep >Talk to mum and she's acting really weird >"Laura came to visit last night" >Me:"What? who?" >"That little girl" >She has to be screwing with me. >She starts telling me about how she heard a girl crying >NOPE.AVI

She dismissed it all a week later saying she never said anything yet me and my friend both heard her say it, never told my friend about what I saw and I never got around to telling my mum for some reason.



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>be in living room >playing some videogames on my computer around 1 am o clock >a ghastly wind sound disturbs my ears >front windows of my house begins to shake >door starts to try to open softly forced >feel anxious and heart beats faster >check outside through the window >the streets are totally empty >sit back to computer >remember this crap is /x/ tier >continue playing videogames



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>be 8 >family outing, come home late at night >change into pjs and go to sleep >have worst freaking nighmare I have ever had >like seriously I have never had this bad a nighmare before or since >wake up in cold sweat >I'm sitting in my mom's freaking car >must have been sleep walking >get out of car and walk over to front door >door is freaking locked >there was no other way for me to get out of the house, I don't have a key, my window is too heavy to lift and there's a 6ft fence around the back yard >did I fall asleep in the car and my mom freaking forgot me? >nope, I'm still in my pjs >ring the door bell and mom comes out >"Wtf are you doing out here, anon?" >go back to bed > to this day have no idea how I got outside



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This is my own dumb fault, but do not EVER screw around with cults thinking you'll be the one guy to make them look stupid and get people to quit or whatever.

>Be in california on two night vacation >Pass by the Church of Glory: End Times Brotherhood >Bump my friend on the shoulder >We decide it'll be hilarious to walk in >Door is locked >Hold face up to the door >Friend is walking away >Can't see past the curtain in the window but really want to >Door clicks open >Retardedly tall guy standing in the door frame who either has no eyelids or never blinks >Realize the curtain was his shirt >He was standing there the whole time >Look for my friend to make an excuse >Long gone >He asks if he can help me in one of those stupid deep tall person voices >Say no, I was just curious >He then says he will chase me if I walk away with a big smile on his face, assures me it won't take long >Stupidly walk inside >He walks behind me to a group sitting at school chairs looking at a white board. >Some lady hands me a pamphlet >Read it >Everybody is staring at me when I look up at them, they all look really happy >They invite me to group hug >Accept, because tall dude assures me again he'll chase me, which gets a laugh from the church >We hug for like ten minutes as they sing some crap in Hebrew or something >They tell me all about the alien end times and how the only way to survive is to love the teacher so he can lead us to the final starship at the chosen time once his desciples are in order >Insist that I have to go back to my friend >Tall guy says okay, but he'll still chase me >Run out the door, he doesn't chase me >Don't tell friend about any of that crap, he calls me a wimp, just keep it all to myself >Get back home couple days later >There's a letter in my freaking mailbox in wisconsin from that church, I had not filled out anything >It just says "I said I'd chase you" over and freaking over

Now I live in Texas.



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>Visiting friend in Detroit >Going urban exploring in the industrial district >No guns on us; just knives, a taser, and pepper spray >In the basement of some clothing factory >Find three decayed bodies hanging from ceiling. >NOPE 3; CHIPWRECKED

There were shopping carts with bags beneath their bodies. We guess they stood on them before kicking them out from underneath them.



[802]

>be 15 >wake up during the night with dry throat >go to get water >tip toe to avoid waking parents >as I walk out my room I see someone across the landing with a bag and golf club >freaking frozen still >he looks in parents room before turning and heading down the stairs >looks straight towards me >somehow doesn't see me >amidreaming.com/whythehellarentidead



[803]

>be 15 >01:00 am(ish) >at summer cottage >gottapee.jpg >go outside because no toilet inside >the second I step out I spot these two huge green eyes staring at me from nearby bushes >literally leap inside >lock myself in a closet >be there for 10 min >still have to pee >"it probably left already" >go for another try to piss >the eyes still there, though they seem a lot closer >piss pants >sob in closet until morning



[804]

>Be 17 >Go on a long weekend trip to some shanty old town with friends >'It's going to be fun' they said >Arrive in late at night because bus failure >The two main hostels in the place somehow all booked up >After walking around for an hour with our luggage find crappy old hostel almost falling apart >They only have one room left but is big enough and they agree to let us 5 stay in there >The building inside is super-creepy >Room upstairs >Tired. Got into beds immediately >Only a small, dim lamp for light >Lay on bed talking about how crappy the place is while falling asleep. >Suddenly notice a shadow on the ceiling >Shadow moves slowly, oily across the ceiling >Friends can see it too >Noticed there's nothing whatsoever between light source and ceiling >Sepulchral silence following the realization that we are seeing something... not normal >Shadow vanishes just before we start screaming >Joke nervously about it. Collective hallucination ha ha >We all know that we saw it. Never spoke about it again.



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>Be 9 >Home alone while grandma was on a date >Live with grandma and her parent's live on the same street four houses down >Be sitting in living room watching the Pokemon movie >Throwing Pokemon cards around everywhere because I wanted to feel like a trainer throwing Pokeballs >Hear a tapping on the glass that faces the backyard >Freeze in place >Look at window and see a figure standing on the other side >Person breaks glass >Nope out. >Run faster than a Bugatti to my great grandparents >Tell great grandpa, and he calls the police >Police show up and look around, check for prints, none, and check the house to see if they're hiding. >Cop finds something on my pile of thrown Pokemon cards >Shows it to great grandpa >He begins to cry a bit >Grandma comes home not knowing crap (no cell phones) >Police tell her everything, show her what was found on Pokemon cards >She breaks down and cries >Police leave and we stay with Great grandparents until the next day when the window gets fixed. >Grandma replaces all the locks and buys a gun >Don't understand why they're so scared >Two years later I bring it up and Grandma shows me what scared her. >It was a picture from inside my closet. >The date on the photo was from two days before the break in >and in the photo I can be seen sleeping in my bed



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This isn't mine. Was posted on /b/ a while back. Saved it because it's terrifying.

>be 7 >brother just got his own room, so I got one to myself as well >start hearing things at night >even as a kid I was fairly logical, brush it off as my imagination >one night I'm shaken awake >the voice is telling me to open my eyes >can't resist >above my bed (like, above as in on the ceiling) is a strange face >completely white >tells me to relax, and that it means no harm >just talks to me about stuff >nothing sinister or anything, just talked about my day and things like that >continue on like this for months, until my parent came in and asked me who I was talking to >"The man in the ceiling." >parents very confused, but ignore it and tell me to go to bed >the voice gets angry, asks me why I told them >I was freaked out >the voice starts yelling, even taught me the f-bomb (which is my only proof this is legitimate and not just a voice in my head) >continues yelling, keeping me up for a long time until I run into parents room crying >they don't believe me and fail to calm me down >move into my brother's room and never go back to that room ever again >never had an issue since



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>2nd grade & 6-7 years old >wake up on Saturday >in bed > see a silhouette of a 40 year old man with a relaxed pose, elbow on door hinge,foot crossing on other, standing > looking away from me >whatever.jpeg > looks at me > knock out >wake up two hours later >2spooky4me



[808]

>Be 4 >Sleeping with parents >Sit on the ground putting my socks on like good little girls do >Door is open >See a man walking from my room to the bathroom >Ignores me >Go to my room to play with Lego and feel watched there forever



[809]

>Be exploring with friends out in the bush >It's nearly night >Walking, talking >All of a sudden there was an all mighty scream from the bottom of the gorge >We all freeze >It didn't sound human, maybe a fox? >Movement in the bushes to the right and left of us >Sounds of wood knocking at the bottom of the gorge >More movement beside us >FleeModeEngage >We all sprint as fast as we can out of there >Why is this track so long >Almost to the car >Friend looks back and screams >Big humanoid figure coming towards us >We'reallgoingtodie >Somehow we get into the car >Slam on the accelerator >Huge stick slams into the side of my car >We drive back to the city >Wondering what that was



[810]

>Be 13 in the kitchen alone >Basement door opens >There shouldn't be anyone in there >Stare, waiting for a burglar or something to appear >Door is wide open, but there isn't anything but darkness, and nobody could have hidden behind the door >Wonders aloud if it's normal for the basement door to open by itself, expecting family to answer >Nobody does >Nope out of the kitchen



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>be 14 playing video games in the living room >see someone walk by down the hallway to the kitchen >hear one of the cabinet doors open and close >call out thinking it's my sister >no answer, I call out again >get up and walk into the kitchen annoyed >theres no one there >good bye



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You guys want nope stories? I got some nope stories.

1/7

>13 years old >With my cousin at my house >Watching those dumb paranormal shows like kids do >Decided "Hey we can do that!" >Go outside into the woods on an old 4 wheeler trail. >Sit there in silence for what seems like ages >Eventually ask "Is anyone here with us?" >Nothing.ogg >Wait for what seems like hours (really like 2 mins) >All of a sudden hair on the back of my neck begins to rustle >Start getting intense shivers up and down my spine >Cousin feels it to >Begin to look around for anything >A little ways ahead of us, this black silhouette comes out from the woods onto the trail. >Unable to move, thisiswhereidie.mp4 >Cousin yells at the thing (I assume it's a fear reflex) >The thing turns around to face us >The very sight of this makes my very soul quiver >Eyes were piercing red, nothing like I've ever seen before >Cousin throws rock >Rock goes straight through the being. >Thing turns around and keeps walking >Able to move now >Run like a runaway slave out of the woods

2/7

>Another cousin story >In the same woods as the first one >We were screwed up >It's been a couple months, but previous experience is still fresh on the mind >We split up in the woods >Scooby dobeedoo. avi >We search around for hours for anything supernatural >Find nothing >To keep in contact we have those cobra 2 way radios >hear cousin come over radio, sounds like he's running >Dude you gotta come see this >Meet him at the foot of the woods >Tells me to follow him, okay.mp3 >Shows me a small clearing where trees have been knocked down >Tell him about the bad storm a couple weeks before >Says no, tells me to keep looking >See weird thing on the tree >It looks like those stickfigure things from the Blair Witch Project. >Have movie flashbacks, ask if he knows what it is >he's apparently never saw the movie >srsly?.dll >Says that he couldn't have made it, he has none of the stuff and says there's bigger ones >omgwat >takes me to other place in the woods that I haven't seen before, just feels eerie, complete silence (rest of the wood has lots of birds,squirrels and junk) >Cousin points to a place in the distance >Look, ohgodbro, same stick figures everywhere but really big, some are entire logs put together. >Turn around to ask my cousin how he found this place >Cousin isn't there >Run back to foot of the woods >House isn't there (sounds like BS but it legit happened) >Run back into the woods >Trip over rock >KO >Wake up, cousin shaking me >saying he wanted to show me something >say no, let's just go play ps2

Next story was probably the most crazy thing ever. I hope it was just a dream.

3/7

>Be in Highschool, 18 >School is brand new, our school and another communities was combined. >Be senior, doing stuff for prom (it was late may, prom was in june) >Building a big gazebo by myself because people are jerks >Hammering, drilling, sawing, s'all going good. >Decide to take a break as it's really hot outside >Sit in the shade of a nearby building built by shop class. >After a few minutes, feel really uneasy. >Get up, look around, can't see anything that would give me this feeling. >Decide to walk around >I can't find any other students >Check phone, it's 12:30 >lunch isn't for 15 mins >Come around the side of the school again >Look out to the edge of the woods >See people at the edge of the woods >meh, it must be the outdoor pursuits class >Hear voices behind me, it's the outdoor pursuits class >What? >Ask teacher about people down by the woods >She looks over, says no one there and wonders what im talking about >I say nvm because she wasn't going to believe me anyways >Nope for the rest of the day.

4/7

This one is with my dad

>Be about 15 or 16 >Out driving with dad >Ask about 'the red army house' as it was called here. >Basically it was a huge house in woods where satanic worship, a couple murders and at least 3 human sacrifices took place. >Says all that is BS and that he knew the last people that lived there. >Says he'll show me the place (the house was burned down, it's just a sketchy looking barn there now) >It's around dusk in november >Turns down driveway >Man, this driveway was at least half a kilometer long >Come up to where house used to be, barn is on other side of the road >it kind of jumps out at you because of the growth there now. >He shows me "see, nothings wrong here" >"what about the barn?" >he says nothing >Goes to back up and turn >Break lights light up a silhouette standing at the barn door >Terrible looking face, looks like it got gut up >Holds a scythe in right hand >dad sees face, "oh god!" >peels on the gas >driveway seems longer >every so often on the way out we can see the figure behind us in the glow of our break lights >Nope

Remember how I mentioned my old school and another one got combined? Well this one is from the one in the other community.

5/7

>Friends get me to go with them into old school, I wish I had pics for this one. >We go in at about midnight >School is supposed to be locked up but people found a way in. >We're walking around the dark hallways >We decide to split up into 2 groups of 2. >Me and girl I fancy and 2 other guys in the other group >We explore around, I can tell she's scared >"Don't worry about all this, I won't let anything happen to you." >"Thanks anon, it means a lot." >have a little kodak moment >Hear other guys upstairs >We don't find anything, so we join them. >All go into the gym >We get in there and 3 notes play as if from a music box. >Each one slightly out of tune and higher than the last. >We all stand in the four corners and see if we can contact spirits. >Not much of anything besides random noises and knocking. >All meet up in the center >Talking along >Really bright, fast silverish kind of light runs down the hallway. >Instinctively chase after it >Come to a dead end (locked door to the outside) >We are all noping >manage to search around a little while longer >mostly knocking and heavy breathing

6/7 This one happened to my sister a few years ago; about the aforementioned "red army house"

>For some reason they used to have parties at this place. >Sister and about 20 people are all at this house. >All partying along, apparently having a good time. >Hear a loud crash from the upstairs. >People make a guy named 'Jason' go up to see what it is >He's up there for about 10 mins >Hear another loud crash, only this one had a crunch afterwards like the sound of bones breaking >Jason comes running downstairs >Is bleeding profusely from the nose and candle wax all over his shirt. >Everybody runs out >Jason hasn't been the same since, he's all into drugs and stuff now.

7/7 This will be my last one for now.

>19, this summer gone by >At a community center in a place that used to be its own community. >Small playground >Me and friends think 'Hey, why the hell not?' >Chillin' on playground >Friends call me over all scared looking and point to the teter totter or however it's spelled. >It's teetering completely on its own. >Friends nope out of there, I reach down and touch it. >Ice cold >Say "sorry about that" >It starts again, I leave



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Happened to my uncle:

>at home late at night >reading the Bible >hears someone entering the room, thinks it's his daughter and keeps reading >the person entering the room walls up to him and stands in front of him >looks up >sees a woman staring at him >dark hair, white and grey dress, human but something VERY off about her >uncle is like nope nope nope >tries to keep on reading Bible thinking a mantra of >"I don't believe in this, I believe in God, I don't believe in this, I believe in God" >About half an hour later, door behind strange lady opens >my cousin enters >"Dad are you alright?" >strange lady is not here anymore >doesn't say anything, goes to bed and pray

He only told us a few days after it happened.



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>little girl's grave about 10km from house >rumoured if you leave a present, she'll go to your house >the bigger the present you leave, the "scarier" the visit you have >be like "fake" but still curious about it >leave a giant freaking dollhouse fastforward about 10 hrs >eleven pm >trying to sleep >knocking on door >yell piss off >continue trying to sleep >knocking again ten minutes later >PISS OFF >get to sleep >three hours later >knocking loud >terrified >go to door >little girl footprints on door >hear giggle behind me >turn around >no one there >NOPE

>next morning >trying to figure out what happened last night >go to computer >a bunch of old pics of a little girl on my hard drive >research grave at library >same freaking girl in docs at library >DOUBLE NOPE

haven't gone to graveyard or to library since, sold that hard drive.



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>Be 16 >Come home after a long day >Both parents away >Home alone >Go to the toilet >Take a divine crap >Suddenly hear scraping on the bathroom door >Open door, suspecting the cat >Nothing there >I ignore it, close the door again >Suddenly hear scraping again >Starting to get rustled >Try to ignore it, read the paper >Suddenly door starts shaking, as if someone is violently trying to open it >Freak the hell out >Stay in bathroom for an extra 20 minutes, trying to man up >Go out of bathroom >Scared, nothing there >Move into livingroom, haven't turned on the lights since I came home >I freeze, there is a sillouete of someone on the couch >I stand there, staring at it >It suddenly moves >NOPENOPENOPENOPE.JPG.GIF.PGI >Rush to my room >Go to bed



[816]

>be 12 orsomething >sleeping in top bunk bed >think I hear something, wake up >notice movement out of corner of my eye >peek down over railing >seems to be a person walking across my room >not much light but from what I can tell looks more female, wearing something long, walking at slow and careful pace >first half asleep thought is must be grandma, maybe wants to ask me something or whatever, call for her >figure does not acknowledge me >stupid self is suddenly struck with realization that grandma isn't visiting with us now >no one else it could possibly be >bedroom door is CLOSED >nopenopenopeheadgoesundercovers >after some time peek back out, nothing's there, there was no sound of a door opening or closing



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>Be out walking early in the morning >Walking down a track that used to be a railroad >Got my ipod in, but it's quiet so I can hear any noises nearby >Get to a bit in the track where it goes under a bridge >The sides of the track go up about 32 feet up (approx) >As I'm walking under the bridge hear a low growl from behind me >Turn around slowly >Huge as wolf standing in the shadows of the bridge >It's about 5 feet tall on all fours >Stand dead still as this thing gets closer >OhgodImgonnadie >Gets very close >It just stares into my eyes >After what feels like my entire lifetime, it starts backing away >It's backs underneath the bridge and then just freaking disappears...

And this is in freaking Australia... I'm not the only one who has seen this wolf though.



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>15 >Used to live on a farm in Bosnia >Every Winter night hear baby crying >Parents don't know what it is >Be walking home from friend's house >Pitch black >Hear baby cry, not a winter night >Nope right of there >As I'm walking up the hill to my parent's house see somethinng come around the bend crawling towards me >Ran like a freaking cheetah back to front door >Never leave house past 7:00 pm anymore



[819]

>Albanian here, pozdrav Bosnabro

>Be 17 >Walking dog at night >She already peed so just giving her some exercise, walking down the sidewalk >Dog suddenly stops, just staring at tree or something >It's dark outside, I'm far sighted and didn't bring glasses so was a bit hard to see >Dogs just staring, still. Not barking, just staring >Shine flashlight at where she's looking >Empty, pale white face, couldn't make out features, scary, and definitely not any human or animal I'd ever seen >heart drops, nope.jpg >nope all the way back home, running as fast as I can >slam back door locked, turn on all the lights, grab knife and dog and lock my room, sit there for hours until parents get home



[820]

>be late at work >only me and one other lady left, all children gone home >work in childcare >turn off all lights >forgot bag at other end of building >Walked down the hallway >go into room >open cupboard >grab my bag >as I turn around, see a little blonde girl in red walk past me. >NOPE outta there.



[821]

>15 >in back of school after midnight with friends >sitting in dark spot behind tree >notice hooded figure starring at us >tell girl >girl turns head, we both stare >notices her head turned, hooded guy hides >nope all the way home



[822]

>be a while ago >go outside to smoke a cigarette because I don't like stinking my house >in backyard >lights were busted, so dark >notice glowing eyes by the fence in the far side >think it's the cat that has been crapping all over my yard >throw rock at it >freaking wail as loud as a freaking car horn >dashes towards me >footsteps sound significantly heavier than those of a cat >get inside, lock the door >grab a knife and don't sleep for the rest of the night >all of my nope



[823]

Not a full-on typical nope story but...

> Have really ancient great grandmother who has always sort of weirded me out. > She apparently has a severe phobia of cats and believes them to be some sort of devil thing. > Keep hearing stories about her. > She feeds her dogs at the table and talks to them like people. > Okay, whatever, she's just quirky. > Find out very recently she murdered her firstborn son by leaving him out in the cold, nothing ever came of it because she was declared insane or something at the time.

Now a more typical NOPE.jpg story:

> Live in duplex. > Neighbor typically leaves for months at a time to go help his family at their farm. > Flatmate works most nights. > At the time, was unemployed and struggling to find a job, thus home alone most of the time. > Frequently hear footsteps coming up and down the staircase that lead to the landing next to my flat door. > Not hallucinating, even the cat noticed it and would go stand by the door and look at it. > Everytime it happened, go to door and look out it. > Nothing, ever. > One night, hear loud, distinct foot steps stomping around in the attic. > My flat is the only one with a doorway to the attic - if someone wants to access it, they have to come in through my front door and go through my bathroom. > Nooooope.



[824]

>be 8 >always explore this creek with my friend >graffiti of satanic ritual signs on sides of creek >1 year later >go back to creek with friend during day time >see hooded black figure sitting in middle of creek >friend was behind me, and I get him with a frozen heart >we look again and he is standing still, staring at us >he begins gliding forwards, aw shiet >nope all the freaking way home



[825]

>Cat goes missing one day >Can't find it for about 3 days >Go hiking up small hills nearby >Find my cat turned inside out on an 'altar' of stone with runes and hell drawn on what I assumed was blood >Run home and cry for days



[826]

This is my first time I've shared this with anyone, and as much as I wish I were making it up, I'm not. Bare with me I'm not good at storytelling, especially to /b/ or /x/

> Be 8-years-old > Grandparents live innawoods in this old house outside of town > House is at the bottom of a valley, surrounded on all sides by steep hills > Grandfather owns most of the land > Can tell no one ever goes in woods, it's all just thick and overgrown > Always get a nervous feeling of dread when looking at the woods, even in broad daylight > Be visiting Grandparents with family (Mom, Dad and Sister) > Favorite Aunt lives with Grandparents > By the time we leave, it's night time > Sister and parents go out to the car, I'm still behind talking to my Aunt and saying good-bye to my Grandparents > Aunt was always chatting me up about religion and whatnot when I was a kid > Anyway, I walk outside onto the porch, the porch light's on and I see my family in the car > All their windows are rolled up, look like the heat is roaring and my sister got them to turn the radio on > As I'm walking down the path, out of freaking nowhere this mindraping female scream erupts from the top of the steep hill, to my left > Mixed with it is the sound a horse makes when rearing back, we all know it > Woman's scream lasts a few seconds and then silence. I'm frozen in terror > Quickly finish walking to car and never speak of it until now, am 23 > Find out years later after my Grandparents died, behind the property up in the hills there were crosses in the ground and other weird hell. I never bothered spending much more time around there



[827]

>Be now >Alone at home >No living beings beside plants >All the windows are close >Hearing a door being slowly closed and opened, many times. >The sounds stops >Hearing a strangle gluttural voice of a little girl >Stops >The door move again >NOPE

I'm so screwed, /x/ is my only hope to make the sounds stop.



[828]

>be 12, live in CT >staying over at best friend's house >his house was built in the 1700s >heard a few stories of smells (like fresh baked pie) that waft through the house along with out of place sounds >imokaywithit.jpg >he and I are watching some tv >be a little past midnight >both tired, decide we'll go to sleep >after 45 minutes, still can't sleep >start to hear noises from the hallway (we're sleeping in the family room) >noises get louder >realize they're footsteps, not normal ones though, footsteps of a heavy and wet boot >wtf.png >I turn to friend across the room and realize he's been awake the whole time too >hear footsteps get hella close in the kitchen, walking in circles for at least 10 minutes >then footsteps lead to entrance of family room, stop at the threshold and there's a silence for about 5 minutes >mfw >nopenopenopenope >both of us are frozen in fear >hear the boots turn and walk away into the hallway where they slowly get quieter >force myself asleep until morning

Not that scary but at the time I was scared, we never debunked it either.



[829]

Not scary at all now, but I was like 7 at the time and this scared me a LOT.

>after Toy Story came out >not sure how long after >have one of those Woody dolls where it talks when you push the button >one night all my family are downstairs >Woody in toybox >hear Woody talking from upstairs >wtf.jpeg >never touch that doll again >turns out the other toys were pushing against it



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>be today >Having really crappy day where nothing is going right >Get to subway station and wait for bus home >See old lady with short blond curls and glasses get on a bus further down from me >Bus takes off and heads north >Ten mins later same old woman comes up subway stairs to where I am standing >exactly the same person, looks, clothes everything >she takes the same bus as me

Either I'm living in the Truman Show or this woman had a double or doppelganger. Anyone ever seen this before? I know I'm not crazy.



[831]

>Sleeping over at my ex's house have to sleep on the couch >my ex used to always joke around about her house being haunted >I am extremely brave to paranormal activity go out of my way to taunt anything in the house >one random night after a week or so while I am sleeping on the couch their radio/cd player gets turned on somehow and plays this relaxing, but eerily creepy music rather loudly, her mom comes in the room and turns it off I just wake up when this happens and me and her mom ponder how it gets turned on >the next weekend same thing happens except this time it repeats this one Linkin Park song and the same song is on repeat somehow >her mom once again goes and turns it off, then I start hearing noises in the kitchen keeps me up for a bit

Wfter that night her mom let me sleep in my ex's room and we had sex all night every night, thank you ghost who tried to scare me, but instead got me laid.

Also her door would never shut and we would ALWAYS hear someone coming up the stairs at night it was creepy as hell, always had the feeling someone was watching us from the hallway.



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>be roughly 13-14 in southern Ohio >live in house built in area locally notorious for being full of indian burial mounds >everybody in town knows spooky ghostie hell happens in that area >quickly grow used to hearing bumps in the night and things being moved and whatnot >live in loft upstairs also >every night, you could hear "running" up and down the stairs for hours >one night listening to the running, giving no craps >running stops briefly, I'm listening curiously > starts freaking stomping up the stairs, step by step >defcon 3, what the crap. >stops at top of stairs My door is right at the top of the stairs, mind you. >quiet again, still listening in the dark- >BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG >DEFCON -8 FREAKING AH >the door sounded like it was about to snap in half from the pounding >after tactically messing the bed, I grabbed my dinky little .22 revolver >work up the courage to run for lightswitch >make a mad dash for the front door and sleep in the van



[833]

>Be ten >Lying in bed >Need piss

My room has two doors in it, one leading to the hall, and on a small room with the boiler in it. A rather quiet electrical boiler.

>Can't see where I'm going in the dark >Open a door >A large steam machine, making a lot of racket, illuminating the room in orange light is in it >Somehow, I just shrug it off >Cross room to other door >Same machine inside it >Start to panic >Repeat this back and forth several times >Try to scream for help >Can't scream >Start banging on the wall (which my mothers room was behind >All of a sudden, wake up in bed, covered in sweat >Mum is in the doorway, asking if I am alright, and saying I was screaming

NOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPE



[834]

>Underground Seattle, yesterday after noon >Go down at around 1pm, find out no one is there >Want to leave but the feeling of being watched was freaking heavy >Stay stuck to where I was for a for minutes >Look to stair case, plan for a bee line >Looking right at stairs when a black aura passes and disappears into the wall >Swallow fear at what I just saw and NOPE it up the stairs as quickly as I can

>Be a few hours later >Return to underground, this time people are there (Thank God, right?) >Be looking around as usual >Want to investigate >Grab flashlight from bar area and go into an actual portion of the underground >Completely freaking dark, but don't feel TOO scared >Start talking to what might be there >Feels of what fear I had actually start giving way to feels of being welcomed >Few minutes or so into speech, hear 3 sudden knocking sounds >Ohmygod >Can't help the nope that makes me nope outta there

>Be in front area of underground, near some church pews >Be observing a couple people as they paint archways >Attention goes to church pews as I begin a habitual spacing out >Mind you the two people who were painting were on the left side of me, you'll see why I say this >Be looking at church pews when an elongated shadow passes over them to my right >Um...there's no one there to have cast that shadow. Plus it moved rather quickly, inhumanly quick. >Nopes right on the freaking spot



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>live in a small town >there are a few bigger buildings that house offices, but they're fairly sparse, the rest are just old motels or whatever

>one night I go to a friend's house on bike, stay late >chain starts moving about on the way home

>it's like 2AM >I'm stopped at a completely empty office building >there is seriously freaking nothing and nobody except dirt and empty buildings >standing there re-attaching the chain of my bike

>look up >there is what looks like a football team mascot standing on the corner >staring at me >look at my bike, back up, he's still staring >completely immobile

>I am freaking out at this point >say something to him

>bolts as fast as he can towards me, freak out

>get on bike >memory is blank until I get home >lock doors and windows, sit with a gun all night

I didn't recognize his suit at all. What was he doing there at 2AM and why did he sprint at me?



[836]

>be in high school >hang out with cousin and his group of friends >decide to explore riverbed since nothing else goingon >go across town >get to riverbed, realize we have to trespass >nervous but be freshman will get made fun of for not wanting to go >explore the riverbed just buncha mud and wildlife >cousin's friend mentions hobo camps >decide to explore first one we explore just porn and beer all over >move on to next >something different >see sign something satanic >find skulls(not real) ones with 666 on them >find other satanic related material decide to get out

Other that was a fun trip, went there on more occasion. Ither weird things found were wet clothes with a bat and a bb gun.



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Near my house there's this old run down pond area with a bunch of cypress trees in it. back in my parent's day it was open to the public and you could go fishing in it, but it's been closed for a long while. Everything in it looks dead- the floor is covered with old leaves and twigs, the water looks incredibly dirty, and the whole place has sort of a gross orange and brown palette going on.

The one concrete overlook where you used to be able to fish is crumbling and covered with gang tags. It would be a pretty creepy place if you couldn't look through the trees and see the crappy apartment buildings on the other side.

Oh, also, one time somebody found a car sunken into the pond- the police came and dragged it out and there was a dead body or two in it.

So there's that.

anyway

>be in middle school >feeling adventurous >get friend and hop the fence to explore it >mostly all there is to see is the ducks and rabbits that inhabit the place >trees are pretty awesome, though >try to go around the whole thing >a lot of the sides of the place are pretty steep, not much room to walk >accidentally slip >start to slide down the bank toward some particularly nasty looking water >grab friend's shirt >instead of stopping me she just gets yanked along >maneuver towards a tree and slam into it, friend slams into me >crisis averted >continue exploring, towards where we hear the car with bodies was found >see something hung up on the chain link fence >crudely skinned pelts stretched out on the fence >probably rabbits >still though >get scared some rabbit-eating hobo is going to come get us >nope out



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This didn't happen to me, and it wasnt from the woods, but it happened to a family I know and it's interesting.

>couple years ago >two brothers I know go treasure hunting on curbs >find a wooden box >the box contains a bunch of funeral cards and a human ear >also contained a military patch with their last name on it >take it home to the fam >everyone's too freaked out by it to call police >they just end up throwing it out

I think there was more in the box, but I called one of the brothers and he's still too freaked to talk about it much.



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>Be last week >walking home from town >streets are dark because of sparse street lights >cat sitting under one. >it looks at me. >it follows my gaze as I walk by.thefourthkind.owls.avi >screw that, look forward >look back >it's following me down the street >nope nope. Think happy thoughts. >get home sweating and clammy

It was unsettling.



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When I was 15, I kept on having these weird freaking dreams of being in a room surrounded by sound producing instruments (record players, radios, walkie talkies, etc.). They were all playing static, but there were voices coming from them saying these weird incantations. Whenever I awoken from these dreams, my radio would be turned on and tuned to static.

Every once in a while, while I'm lying down in bed, it'll either be on, or get turned on and move to static.

First time it happened, I just hear this voice shouting, "STOP, PLEASE STOP" like someone was getting hurt.

Next time, a few weeks later, I hear someone angrily screaming, "NO! NOO! NOOO!" Just repetitively like when a really pissed off employer has someone do something, and they keep on getting it wrong.

My captcha: "speaks radiong"



[841]

>a few months ago >be sleeping in bed >wake up in the morning and notice my closet door is open >this happens every morning >shrug it off >be two nights ago >go to sleep >wake up in the morning and notice that freaking closet is open AGAIN >Let's get down to the bottom of this >get up and open closet and step in and start to sift through all the crap in there >find various things and place them on the floor >find something that makes my heart skip a beat >it is a memory box of my step dad's brother who killed himself >look inside >find his freaking ashes in my closet



[842]

>be 13 >home alone with dad >hungry >look for dad so we can get food >go in their room and look >6-8 foot tall human like shadow walking across wall >WTF >search windowless room >nobody in room >go downstairs >Dad dead asleep on couch >NOPE



[843]

This happened a few times while I was still living at home and still happens over breaks

>late, probably around 2-4am >everyone is asleep >lurking around internet >have to pee >in the pic, the boxes named 1 and 2 represent light switches >1 controls just the stairway light >box 2 has switches for room and stairway lights >go to pee, leave room light on >come back, room light is off >nope >maybe the lightbulb went out >go upstairs look at the switch >physically turned to the off position >NOPE >sleep with lights on every time it happens >still no explanation

My parents live across the hall, but are old farts that can't stay up past 11. My brother would have to walk all the way across the house, in front of my bathroom, up the stairs, flip the switch, walk down the stairs, pass me again and go back to his room. If that were the case, then I would have caught him in my room or passing me in the hallway.



[844]

>a few years back, when I was in high school >late at night, chilling with friends at my place >storming like freaking crazy outside >go to my mom's room to tell her I'm going out >she's asleep >bed is right in front of the window >a silhouette of someone's head is on the other side of the window, right above where my mom's sleeping >disappears as soon as I see it >think it's a friend going out for a smoke >but I would've heard someone closing the front door >maybe it's someone coming over >if that was the case, I would've heard someone coming up the porch's staircase >some weird paranormal entity was watching my mom sleep >decide not to go out because I don't want to encounter whatever that thing was outside

That was my first encounter with a shadow person, I believe. There's been other occasions out at my grandparent's place (they live in some really, really dense wood - tons of creepy crap there), this old, abandoned sugar factory me and my friends would explore and pretty much every place I lived.

For awhile I thought I was schizophrenic, but the incidents are not frequent enough (last incident was about a year or two ago) and a few of my friends also picked up on some of the pretty weird crap that happened.



[845]

>16 >year after my dad died >in room >hear strange clicking noise >listen close but can't tell where it is coming from >noise is repetitious, 4-5 second intervals >walk around room, still can't find >open door to hallway, noise is louder but still can't find >walk past bathroom and into the threshold of living room entrance from hallway >noise is louder but definitely behind me >go back to bathroom and open >noise is way louder but still hard to find through the echo in the room >start opening drawers. >nothing >start opening cabinets >get to third one and find my dad's old dentures >noise stops and doesn't happen again

I had a friend that was sleeping over that night. We both looked for the noise. Both were side by side when I found the dentures. We both noped back to my room without a word spoken.



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>Old Harbor Inn, Savannah, Georgia > Parents gone for breakfast >Brother's bed in an upstairs loft, no doors r surrondin walls >Hear him walk around and jump onto bed >big dude, heavy steps >On top floor >"I'm going downstairs for breakfast!" >No response >whatever >Go downstairs >Find my bro with parents >Nope.jpeg



[847]

[Posts between this and next tag are from same contributor.]

Decades back, a  guy hung himself in a house near mine. The house is down to the frame, now, but the chair he used to do it is still lying on it's back. Here's an example of why.

>Be my nephew >go down to house >See chair >Set it right side up >Turn around >Hear moan and a crash >Spin around to see the chair on it's back again.

We hear crying from that house. Someone even took the chair for a awhile, but brought it back soon after. We still don't know who it was.



[848]

I have a few so I hope you don't mind if I dump them.

>be working out downstairs in my basement late at night >there is a tiny window to the left of my bench set up >lay down to start bench press >hear meowing all of a sudden >think it's my one pet cat >no where to be found >turn to window >4 cats staring at me with red eyes >window opens one plops dead onto my basement >nope.jpg

Not really paranormal but still really freaking weird. The window was unlocked btw they pushed it open.



[849]

Hope you guys are enjoying these.

>Be having fun with some friends at the local park at night >Tell my friend smitt that it would be cool to walk around the woods at night. >He says okay because he understands I'm the type who likes lonely walks >Decide to go into the part of the woods next to an abandoned Dam Station >Walk along already paved path >"huh whats that anon" >see this white object off in the distance >walk closer to it >pick it up >it's a white wax mask of a woman >look around some more >find all these freaking wax masks >walk a little further find a cabin >all of a sudden dogs barking >see man looking out the window >get out of there

I would have brought atleast one of the masks back, but as I said, I booked it out of there.



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This one is from when I was a wee lil' kid.

>Get home from school one day and extremely tired >Decide to take a nap >Lay down in my bed turn on my side and fall into the deepest sleep ever. >Wake up around 10 but keep my eyes closed. >Hear deep sage raspy laughing from right infront of me >Open my eyes >see the whitest most docile face 2 inches infront of me >Eventually just state at it >It begins to move backwards and fade.

I kind of dismissed it as a waking hallucination but that was the only time something like that happened so I honestly don't know.



[851]

>Just another cold night in my room and I'm tired so I decide to get some shut eye. >Fall asleep but I'm aware like I don't know how to explain it. >My body is obviously shut off and so is my brain and I'm dreaming but I'm aware. >This dream wasnt really from the perspective you would normally have, it was almost as if I was looking at a TV screen inside my head. >Decide to pay attention >See in first person myself walking into my office >Walk into office >See little girl in flower dress crying on the floor >I try to reach out to her >She stands up and screams at me >Starts jumping on me and scratching me I actually felt this, it hurt a lot. >I can feel myself crying in my bed while I'm dreaming >Start screaming in my sleep can hear myself scream while dreaming >Girl bites my ear off and spits in on the floor >I wake up >Ears Bleeding >Shaking sober and cold.

Again couldn't sleep again for like a week.



[852]

>know this girl named Sam >been my crush since like highschool >sweetest freaking thing you've ever seen >hang out with her every month >start noticing she's getting skinnier >eyes are getting darker >ask her if she's okay >she just obviously fakes a smile everytime I ask >asks me what I know about astral projection and all this paranormal stuff I realize this probally just shut half of you off to the story, but just hear me out. >tell her what I know and my experiences >she just goes "Oh." >we stop talking for like 4 months >go back to see her at this hotel she lives at because she works there >buy her dinner try to talk to her all she does is stare at me blankly while nibbling on what I bought her >after dinner she just looks at me and goes "I'll miss you." >I didn't know how to react >just finish the meal say I gtg and leave >ask friends if she is okay >no one remembers her >"Who the hell is Sam, anon?" >have not heard or seen her in like 6 months

Again not really paranormal but just freaky for me like no one freaking remembers her NO ONE except me and my one friend who also has no idea what happened to her. I miss her.



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>wake up around 2 in the morning >turns out my pet cat has a bladder infection >pissed in my room and the smell basicly woke me up >head downstairs to get cleaning supllies to try to clean my carpet >I could tell something was a little off and I got that feeling you get in your spine when something is wrong >go get the cleaning supplies from the closet and turn around to head back upstairs >halfway up the stairs I see a white body move across the room >look to my right to see >see white body in fetal position >ask "Hello?" >thing looks at me >the second I made eye contact I got scared >ran upstairs >turned on all my lights >didn't sleep for atleast a week

My house isn't haunted, but there's a weird area of land my family owns that's called The Devil's Gulge that is right next to my house.

Basically it's an area of wetlands that, back when horse carriages were around, people would try to get through, but got stuck, and the local wildlife was known to attack them once stuck, sometimes killing them. So yeah.



[854]

>urban exploring in old abandoned biker shop >almost half of this place is just glass windows for showing off bikes >whole place is basicly a big giant auditorium >there is however living quarters upstairs >decide to head upstairs into them for some pictures >sit down in chair I found to text my one friend who called me a while ago >look up after texting him >look out window >see old man staring at me >stand up and pull out knife >old man just freaking standing there looking at me >he gets the freaking scariest grin on his face I've ever seen >I ran out of there so freaking fast >go around building to try to find old man >no one to be seen within miles

This building was in the middle of a flat grassland you could see for miles all around he was no where to be found.

[End of chain.]



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>be young >camping with local youth group or some such of ~10 kids >people in charge drive us all out to a camping place they haven't used before >it's secluded, surrounded by some pretty close trees and stuff >nice for privacy, I guess >gathered around campfire on the first night >usual crap, scary stories, who can stay up latest, etc >I'm winning the night owl contest, only two other kids still not sleeping or nodding off >I notice something just beyond the firelight >black figure, tall, man-shaped, no distinguishing features, just standing there >all adults are present and accounted for, next nearest camp location is too far away to see or hear >I silently freak out for fifteen minutes, keep telling myself it's just my imagination after a ton of camp food and spooky tales and being tired >one leader finally notices I keep looking in one direction, takes a glance >sees it >shouts "OH CHRIST" >everybody looks, silhouette takes off into the woods >you can see a knife in his hand as he books it >oldest adult is packing heat, shots are fired >call up camp maintenance guys to report suspicious activity >ranger(?) shows up to stay with us until tomorrow >they never found the guy

And that's the time a group of campers weren't all murdered because a kid saw the perp as he was sneaking up on them.



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>be playing CoD3 in living room >like 3 am >see light go on in kitchen >look to see a freaking person washing dishes >run behind couch terrified >ask "who are you?" >it stops washing and turns its head towards me >It was pure Black, dark as a moonless night >eyes white as the moon >it just freaking disintegrates into freaking ash >I run up stairs and I hide under my covers for the rest of the night



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Not really nope, but strange. Happened about a week ago:

>Dog is sitting in the grass across from our house under the power lines just BARKING. >Goes on for over an hour, acts scared when called to but not aggressive. >Still barking an hour later. Almost like those panicked "Hey! Help!" kind of barks. >Mention it to my friends and convince bf to go outside and help me try to get close to dog. (to check for collar/tags) >by the time we get our sweaters and shoes on (5 mins tops), dog is GONE.

Never saw or heard it again.



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Well crap, might as well give you guys something to read. This happened when I first moved into my new house. House was build in the 30's

>Be looking for a new house since I just moved out of my parents house >Find a nice smaller house in a nice area for really cheap >As I'm getting a tour the guy showing it too me seems to be on edge >He's sweating, his voice is higher pitched then the last time we spoke >The house feels weird, like you're not wanted there >Ignore it, think it's just my stupid crap acting up >Finish up the tour of the house >Guy showing it leaves, and gives me a key since I need to stay there for the night >Make up a nice cot in the master bed room >Nothing in the house at all, aside from this one chair in the room I'm sleeping in >Think nothing of it >Drink a few beers, play some BS games on my phone and begin to doze off at around 11ish >Wake up at about 3am >Hear a weird, muffled breathing >Loud thuds start thudding all around >Look over at the chair >See something in the char, staring at me >It had elongated limbs and was seated in the chair backwards >It's body was tweaked in non human ways >It notices me staring at it and jumps off of the chair >The chair falls and it just lets out this horrible shreak >I got my crap and got out of there as fast as I could

I've never been back. Don't know what that was or how the it got there. Anyone know what the hell that thing could be?



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>be 7 >I was dancing in the living room >star to go round >stop and give a fast look on the armchair >nope.jpg >a boy looking at me >milliseconds watching us >I paralyze and ran with my mom crying

I just lived with my mom. But in that house, strange things happened.



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>2008 >8:30-(:30 pm, Austin, Texas >friends and I driving back from another's apartment >had spent most of the time there talking about recent strange occurrences. >strange phonecalls to apartment, tapping from within walls, general unease surrounding the place. >now on main highway driving home. >3 of us in car, driver spots something on his 10 o'clock out window. >in sky, something speeding past, unknown altitude, uncharacteristic of a plane/jet. >closer inspection; the thing seems to have a central fixed body, but is being orbited by array of smaller lights. >the smaller lights are rotating around the thing at a fast pace. >lose sight of craft after just 5-6 seconds. >wat.jpg >finally arrive home, relate experience from highway to parents "Oh you didn't see the news? There's been mass UFO sightings all over Texas." >reports mentioning Stephenville, Texas aired earlier that night, prior to us getting home: thousands of sighting of strange lights en masse loitering through central texas. >NOPE.jpg



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>Be 16 >Staying in my mom's old house for the week >House generally has a creepy vibe but I didn't care at the time >First couple of days go normally, typical things that come with an old house. Unexplained creaks and crap >Day 4 it gets bad >Wake up in the middle of the night, cold sweat >Get that spine tingly, electricity in the air feeling >Screw this, get up and go get some water >In kitchen pouring my delicious beverage, hear footsteps coming down stairs >Footsteps can be heard walking up to kitchen >Crap, no one's there, this is kinda scary >Close fridge turn around, see shadow dart up stairs >My room is upstairs so I say screw that and chill in the living room >Hear footsteps come back down stairs >Bracing self for imminent death >Footsteps stop behind sofa >Hear breathing >Frozen with fear >Hear "You have my name" in the most hateful voice ever >Holy crap, run up stairs and stay there awake until morning >Ask mom if I'm named after anyone >I'm named after my uncle, who hung himself in the living room directly above the sofa >nope.jpg the rest of the stay there



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>Be 15 >Sleeping over at grandparents >trying to sleep, it's super quiet and I'm not used to it >close my eyes and let my mind roam free >in my thoughts I keep seeing this object coming closer to me >It turns out to be a face (kinda like the picture) >I see it one last time super close up >then I feel the weirdest feeling I've ever felt, I can't even explain it >I start to hear like radio static >eyes are still closed, can't open them >in my mind I can see a sonar (I don't know, hard to explain) and it is going along with the radio static >then I feel like my body is levitating and moving >freaking out >finally it ends >freaking NOPE >don't know what happened and can't sleep for the rest of the night

I know it's not sleep paralysis, because I've had that before and it's not the same. However this incident has happened to a few more times over the years, except now I can control when it happens. It's still weird and freaks me out.



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>Be 20 >Move out of house (hell yeah! freedom!) >Move into shady apartment in shady neighborhood >Don't care, it's livable and my friend lives 2 doors down >Hes got a shotgun and a handgun >I've got an sks >Creepy crap happens in my apartment from time to time >Normal creepy crap, don't really care >Get girlfriend, 19, sweetest little thing, tiny >She stays over from time to time >One night after getting saucy, we go to sleep >Around 3am I wakeup, bed is bouncing up and down >I'm pinned to my bed, hearing a girls laughter >Open eyes, girl is grinding me kind of like my girl does >Laugh and tell her if she wants some more she should strip down >Girl gets off me, lil' me down stairs is getting ready aswell >Pitch black mind you >All of the sudden feel girlfriend to the right of me rolls over >She asks me who I'm talking to >Jump up, grab rifle from side of bed and rush to lights >Footsteps run down hallway, hear door open >Tell her to stay there, run into hallway >Nothing >Look in mainroom/kitchen/whatever >Door is cracked slightly (door was locked) >Run outside, live on the end of apartment so you have to go down long hallway to get to stairs, unless you want to jump 2stories >Noone there, noone on stairs >No way someone could have ran that far in that amount of time >AC unit water drippings right by window >Wet footprints going in direction of stairs/friend's apartment >Friend busts his door open with his pistol in hand >He looks totally screwed >Freaks when he sees me >Notices I have my rifle in hand >Asks me what happened, told him everything >Ask him what happened to him >He says he woke up and heard some chick laughing maniacally >Said he heard her run down his hallway



[864]

>be 20 >in mexico in girlfriend's dad's ranch >it's about 7pm and we're all drinking >her uncle starts telling local folklore >vampire who is buried in local cemetery, when it was staked the vamp turned into goo and it made a tree grow out of it or some crap like that >"When the tree splits in half, the vampire will be free again." >everyone laughs, keeps drinking >be about 2:30am and I need to piss >have to go in an outhouse, freaking Mexico >be dark, not even the stars are out. >see a humanoid figure start to approach me at inhuman like speed >nope.jpeg >rush into outhouse, hear someone talk to me in a weird language. >then it says "Anon, please let me in, I just need to talk to you about something" >mfw no one in her house but me and my girlfriend know english >nope nope nope >starts screeching REALLY loudly >be literally crapping myself >hear it laughing like 3 or 4 people at the same time >didn't sleep at all. sun comes up like 7:30am >girlfriend asks if I slept in outhouse >"Uh yeah, I guess I was just really sleepy." >ask her uncle if he did this >he starts crying telling me he thought he'd been crazy, he hears from it every 2 weeks or so to free him >never go to her dad's ranch again



[865]

>be reading this >Mom and Dad preparing to go to work >Hear loud knocking >dog flips out >My heart jumps >Swing door open >Hallway light is on >Parents aren't in kitchen >Kitchen light is on >Dad opens his bedroom door >Anon, did you knock on the door? >Realize parents were still asleep >NOPE.jpg



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>be me, 8 months ago >break up with girlfriend of 5 years >house feels really empty >decide to get a puppy to keep me company >jack russell terrier, name her Lara (my family is German) >playing in bedroom, chasing her round, playing with a rope tug >she goes under the bed >I lie facedown on bed, hanging with the top half of my body off the edge and head looking under the bed at puppy >suddenly see someone's feet walk the opposite side of the bed >freak out, sit up and turn around so quick I nearly snap my spine >nobody there >swear to god I saw someone walk there



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>be late last year >off to the country with the family >travel though some real middle of nowhere places >late afternoon drive up to a screwed up mutilated fox on a post >family is grossed out >one of us suggests we take photos next to it for facebook >we're pretty screwed up like that >there we are all duckfacing and crap with it >get off like two photos and a cop car comes down the road >they legit said "we don't like your kind around here" >nope all the way to Albany

It was like the start of a really crappy horror movie, they followed us out of town and everything.



[868]

>3:00am with friends bored as hell. >friends decide to go to local city park and skate. >only one who suggests it might be a bad idea due to gangs and tweaked out bums. >drive backroad into park because main road closed. >pull into park. >one friend stays in car while the rest of us get out. >dark has hell due to clouds with minimum moonlight. >lay down deck and about to hop on when I hear movement behind us in nearby bushes. >tell anon in car to flip on the headlights. >about 500ft away is a pale white ( was probably makeup), marilyn manson looking goth dude taking a huge bite out of a dead cat. >mfw >we all jump in car and nope out of there. >refuse to go there at night anymore.



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I'm in. I have a few that I'll post, have posted them before but they're true, not copypasta. I know they're true because they happened to me, not a friend of a friend or whatever. Anyway:

>Housemate buys laptop from random stranger in park >Returns and asks me to check it out as I "know about computers." >I check it (processor, HDD etc.) it' fine, he got his money's worth >Happy, he goes into kitchen to make a brew >I'm alone with stranger's laptop. Overwhelmed by curiosity: >Start menu, Search, Image Files, Begin Search >About 2000 pictures (mostly clipart, icons etc.) >Details view, Sort by Location, Scroll down to Temporary Internet Files Folder >About 200 pictures. I start clicking them at random >First 4-5 are photo portraits, just losers posing for their MySpace page or whatever >Click 5th picture (getting bored) >It's MY face. MySpace pic from a few years ago that I'd forgotten about

Here's another:

>Wake up in bed >Man's ghostly green face inches from mine, he's crouching by the side of my bed >Seems as real as the keyboard I'm typing this on >Staring into my eyes and grinning >Frozen in fear >He stands up and walks across the room >He leans back and floats in midair, on his back, about 5ft from floor >Begins rotating as if he was laid on a turntable >Slowly rises up through the ceiling >I hear a scream from upstairs >Nope back to sleep

This was before I heard about sleep paralysis induced hallucinations, so it seemed unexplainable and paranormal for years.



[870]

>woke up to go to kitchen for a drink >2 am >turn on hall light >walking past hallway >mind you, my great aunts ashes are in the closet >made it to the kitchen >get my drink >look out the kitchen window to the backyard >see her ghost standing RIGHT at the window >immediately piss my pants and run to my room spilling my entire drink >I was still thirsty >decide to go back for another drink >she is standing by the hallway closet >she laughs and disappears >NOPE.jpg



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> Be 10 years old > Home alone on weekend around 10 pm > Bedroom is at the creepy hallway with only 1 light > Light switch at end of hall next to room > Turn off all lights in house > Dash to turn on light > Light fixture is right above switch > Light takes a few seconds to turn on ohcrap.jpg > Light comes on and shadow is projected on the wall next to me even though the only light was above me > Shadow is slow and jerky moving compared to my movements and doesn't move in sync with me > NOPE dive straight under my covers with all lights on

And another:

> be 12 > be in bed trying to sleep > see red orb the size of a laser pointer dot zipping around room > orb disappears > tv starts flashing a green square in the center of screen > square gets bigger each flash > square is actually a face > face is featureless like a mask > face is contorted with rage > nope out and sleep on couch > nope for the next year and sleep on couch because that happened every night



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>be around 7 years old >for some reason, I have two HUGE stuffed toys >One white monkey and one brown bear >These things are bigger than me, and I think they're friggin' creepy >One night, sleep between mom and dad in their bed >Wake up, feel anxious >At the other end of the room, these two stuffed toys sit in a sofa >They start to move around, almost "dance" with each other >NOPE the hell out, hide in the bed under the covers until morning >Soon we give the toys away to some kind of fund raising at the local curch

To this day I do not know if it just was a dream/imagination or if we gave away some kind of haunted toys to the church.



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>be 13 >be hanging out with friend >go into my room >friend clams up and turns white and says she feels something evil >nope out of the room and go watch a movie >come back later to try to sleep in room >see inky black smoke oozing out from under my door >nope over to friend's house to spend the night



[874]

>Be romping through graveyard with friend, about 18-20 years old at the time. >Be about as far from car as we could get and still be in graveyard, looking out over this field. >See a sort of roiling mist in the distance, more of it amassing slowly. >See two strange blue mildly glowing humanoid things kind of swirling around each other. >Look over and realize that blob of mist is slowly creeping towards you. Then it starts moving faster. >Nope across the graveyard, trying not to step on anyone's graves. >Have ALL of the goosebumps, and friend starts saying "Let's go run over by this statue!"

I hate that statue.

>Run by statue anyway, and get clotheslined by thin air, right in the throat. Fall on the ground. >Nope the hell out of there, that creepy mist still following us.



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>Be 6 >staring outside window in bunkbed >see wall >hear rustling dry leaves >mfw it's late night >whothehellisinthebackyard? >See shadow on wall >disfigured and shapeless >watdahellamiseeing? >Approaching >it gets bigger >nope >turn head the other way >hear faint moan sounds >double nope



[876]

>Be 12, watching tv with sisters sleeping on the other side of french doors, one of the windows is busted out. (Used to lead outside, but they added onto the house and put lace curtains up on that door) >Hair on neck stands up for no reason, and I look at that door >see a hand reaching through the busted out window >Blink >Hand is gone, curtain is moving. >Nope across the house into the kitchen and grab some knives >Prepare to fight intruder who is in my sisters' room >No one there. >Sisters sleeping soundly. >Noooope.



[877]

>be 13 >home alone with friend >be night time in summer >it's cold in house >decide to make soup to warm up >hear scratching noise in kitchen >search for source of noise >noise coming from inside of microwave >open door nothing inside >scratching sound gets louder >nope outside to jump on trampoline to get warmer >warmer outside than it is inside >sitting on trampoline >look up at house and into my window >dark figure in window >nopenopenope >hear rustling grass >see what looks like a large black cloak dragging around on the ground >dark shape on ground is circling the trampoline >NOPENOPENOPE >make mad dash for inside >cuddling on couch under blanket because of scared >feet are tucked in corner on opposite side of couch as friend >feel something cold, hard and pointy drag itself from the top of foot to bottom of my foot >left a red mark >NOPE back to my friend's place



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>Wake up in early morning, still dark out >See small, child-like shape moving by closet >HOLYCRAPOMG NOPE >exorcistgirl.jpg >Remember that it's my school jacket hanging on closet door handle rustling in wind (window was open) >Oh thank christ >Wake up >Jacket laid down on bed >wut

Couldn't have been my parents because they'd have woken me up, and there's no reason why they'd do it.



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>be 4 yrs old, sleeping at my cousins place >wake up in the middle of the night >see a woman staring at > NOPE NOPE NOPE >hide under blanket >look again >nothing there

>be 5 yrs old > same stuff again wake up in middle of the night > see woman in white dress again > oh god it wasn't a dream last time > hide under blanket crying > after a couple of minutes cousin wakes up asking whats wrong >said I had a bad dream because I thought she would laugh at me if I said I've seen a ghost

>be 6 yrs old >same stuff again >never sleep there again

>3 yrs ago >My aunt called a shaman or whatever it was called >I asked why >she told me people have felt and heared bad things in this house >didn't tell her about the woman because I thought it was my childish fantasy

>1 year ago > we talk about it again with my cousin >she said a friend of her has seen a woman in a white dress on the attic when she was 13 and they played hide & seek >pre owner of the mansion was a woman which killed herself >oh god no

Everytime I turn the lights off I feel like someone's staring at me again.



[880]

>be 6 >grandmother died a few days ago >try go to sleep >sister is already knocked out >glowing white thing appears >ohgoditsaperson >start hearing some kind of singing or humming >too full of NOPE to do anything and just stare >figure takes the shape of a paper heart my sister had taped to the wall >makes it larger and larger until it explodes and dissipates >NOPENOPENOPE >scream out for my mom >figure disappears before the door could open



[881]

>doing a tarot reading for myself >choose first card >'the devil' >lights flicker >computer dies >electricity goes out completely next >sitting there in complete darkness >sudden flash of light across room >lights comes back on 5 minutes later >nope

Coincidence, but still mildly screwed up.



[882]

>be 13 >nighttime, around 10pm >playing manhunt with some friends, the playing field being my entire block >hiding in people's lawns and stuff >was in the middle of finding a hiding spot when suddenly shoelace decides to untie itself >sit down on infront of the house's lawn I was planning to hide in, facing the road >begin tying shoes >hear slight rustling behind me >assume it's wind >finish tying shoes >get up & turn around to the house >silhouette of a man on front porch >can't see face >it begins walking towards me >ohgodohgodohgod >bolt down the road, heart pumping >look over shoulder >it's sprinting after me >WTF >turn corner onto my street and take another quick turn down someone's driveway >hide against the house >watch as the shadowed man sprints by the house >thatwasclose.jpg >wait in current position for like 10 minutes >no phone to call anyone >a few minutes later, see it walk past me again back to the house >lucky I was hidden from streetlights so it couldn't see me >wait a few seconds after it passes me >SPRINT back home >open fridge >obtain gatorade >sit on couch >never play manhunt again



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This happened to me. Nothing too serious, but I'm still wondering what it was:

>be home alone, parents on vacation >have this string thing which hangs before a door where you have to go to through (don't know how it's called) on a door downstairs >hear how something passes through it at night (the wind makes a different noise than something passing so I knew something went through it) >I got a knife believing it was a criminal >going downstairs quietly to see what it was >never found anything, closed all doors with the lock, went to sleep

I swear that the noise is different if the strings are moved by the wind.



[884]

I have a pretty scary one (at least for me).

>be in bed with gf, both trying to fall asleep >suddenly we hear a clear loud evil voice saying something like "huaaaa" like if someone was literaly standing behind our backs (we were both facing the same side... spoon) >pretty clear sound, it sounded nothing like a speaker or that it would came from another room. >I was tired and I had similar experience when I was younger and after sleepless night I found out it was SMS tone on a mobile phone of my sister friend that she left there. So I didnt wanted to look scared. >I just said "That was weird, what was that? >gf said "Don't know." >and we just fell asleep >In the morning I checked every phone if it had some similar tone >none had it >tv turned off from the power (I hate the red light that is coming from there even if it is turned off) >same thing with a computer

Till this day we don't know what it was, the sound came from a close place, like right next to bed.



[885]

I have a few that I am willing to share.

I am the parent of an almost 4 year old. When she was 2, she started having imaginary friends.

>be a year ago >dead tired after uni and work >pick up daughter from daycare >get home >beyond tired, just flick on the tv for her and plan to nap for an hour >was laying sprawled out on the couch, face up >arms hanging off one side of the arm rest >legs hanging off the other arm rest >daughter likes to go over and clap my hands when I do this >drifting off to sleep as she is slapping my hands >glance toward the tv, don't see daughter >can't see behind me, but we're the only ones home, it must be her slapping my hands >fall into a deeper sleep, still feel the clapping on my hands >suddenly, I feel a tug on my legs >something is crawling up onto my legs and collapses on my lap >all the while, the clapping on my hands still goes on >panicking at this moment >we have no animals, no one else is home >fully awake, but don't want to open my eyes >the clapping on my hands continues >WHAT THE HELL IS ON ME >I jolt up ready to grab this creature on me >Who's on my lap? >My daughter giggling because I look scared

Same poster.

>be 8 >share room with elder sister because I am terrified of sleeping alone >at this point, we share the same bed >wake up in middle of night >sister not there >8 year old mind panicking for being alone in the dark >jump from bed and head down the hall to the sanctuary of mother's room >see sister head into bathroom >"So that's where she went." >sleep in mom's room for rest of night

The creepy part is my sister's perspective which she told me the next morning

>sister returns from bathroom >sees me on bed >she rolls me over >I have black holes for eyes >sister doesn't remember anything after >she woke up on the floor of my mother's bedroom that morning

Problem: I had already left to my mom's bedroom as she went to the bathroom.

Who ever was in that bed... wasn't me.



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> me and family at family friend's house for a sleep over > I go to toilet upstairs > aunt tells me not to turn on the light to save electricity > I pee. get out and see a silhoutte hop out of the room I am meant to sleep in to the next > despite it being a silhouette I know it was a young girl, wearing a skirt with short hair > I think hold that's probably just my cousin > I follow it > look all over that room > nothing to be found > call out for cousin > she was downstairs > I accuse her of lying and everyone backs her up, claiming she did not leave

This is what made me believe in the supernatural. I have more stories.

> be brit so at friend's flat (apartment) > he goes on blacony to smoke I go on with him to talk > across his block I show him a house that looks depressing and raggedy > I see a shadow/silhoutte pop up > it just startes > I'm puzzled. I'm chaning my mind every 5 minutes > what is that? Oh it's just a man's shadow. Oh it's just a man's shadow at a weird angle > until it starts to walk close and close to the window > I'm freaking out and so does my friend because he does not usually believe > I then crouch to see if I can get a better look. >I then stand > the shadow crouches then stands. crouches and then stands. It does this until my friend can't take anymore and throws his cigarette away > we are both shaking and decide that stupid humour may cure out fear and so we watch family guy > every 5 minutes me being curious looks out the window and that thing is still staring

It gives me chills but I think that was a ghost/ spirit mocking me.



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>be around 8 >Wake up and go to get a drink of water >suddenly I can't move anything but my head >I look up and a man in all white armor was pointing through my chest. The armor was very elegant and I saw the hilt of a sword on his back >I blink and he's gone >look back and he was pointing at a picture of jesus at the last supper >sit down on couch >look at picture again >see huge black thing crossing the room / passing the picture >about 8 feet tall and as wide as a door frame >looked to be covered in some black weeds or something That was all I could make out of the black figure was the weeds or whatever but even that was hard to see. The rest of it was pure darkness >be terrified >don't sleep for another 1.5 days



[888]

>3 years ago >girlfriend and I just getting home from mall >walking down hallway in house, the lights are off >only ones home >hear something murmuring behind me and feel warm moist air on my neck >girlfriend is in front of me >try for a second to put it out of my mind >girlfriend says "Was that you?" >no sleep for 3 days



[889]

This happened so long ago that my memory is a little bit fuzzy, but here goes.

>be 12 or 13 >sitting in friend's back yard with 4 other guys and friend's dad >it's night time so one guy suggests we play with a ouija board >everyone agrees since we all thought it was BS >start asking questions >allegedly talked to someone's grandpa, usual be safe I love you nonsense >I thought the guy who suggested ouija in the first place was making it up >notice the cat, who was inside, was staring out the screen door at the back gate >tell my friend to ask the ghost where it is >says it's by the back gate >take a picture of aforementioned area, see a whispy figure roughly 6 feet in height >looked like a man wearing a hat >one guy got so spooked he went inside at this point >someone took a picture of me later on, and there was a ghostly hand on my shoulder >don't remember the second picture being taken, but remember feeling unnaturally cold despite the summer heat



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>browse /x/ back in late 2010 >see thread about abandoned house, just two images posted, and not many replies >look at the pictures >recognize the door >post in thread "is the kitchen yellow" >OP replies "see for yourself" and an image >yellow kitchen >I dreamt about this house when I was 10 >never believed in anything before this

[Posted picture of the kitchen.]



[891]

>sitting at computer >hear sliding glass door move >turn around and through doorway to see who is coming in through the sliding glass door >see a pitch black arm that looks like it's reaching behind it's body closing the door >sit there for about 2 seconds >realize someone could be robbing my house >run into other room >absolutely nothing >dogs were sleeping in front of the sliding glass door and didn't even bark



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>be 8 >on holiday with family, staying in hotel room >sleeping in single bed, one of my sisters sleeping in another single bed across the room >awake, not in control of self >feel as if I am wrapped very tightly in blanket, arms bound and eyes closed >start rocking side to side, building momentum, becomes a bit violent after a few seconds >roll off of bed and hit floor, regain control >open eyes to see nobody else in room apart from sleeping sister >think nothing of it and get back in bed, upset that my 8 year old self was woken up

Even then I thought I just lost control of my muscles, didn't feel unnatural or scary or anything, but come to think of it I don't think I ever had it in me to thrash about that fast.



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Here's my father's story from growing up, he and his brothers met up a few days ago to discuss it again because they all went through it because of the whole daring system. I'll tell it from his point of view:

>Be 16 >Be growing up with 7 brothers in a third world country >Father has one of the few nice houses >House has an attic >Attic was scary for no apparent reason >Eventually get dared to stay one night up there >Might as well, I bet it's roomy >Still scared though, take a knife and candle with extra matches >Go up there and sleep >Wake up in the middle of the night >Candle is out >Take matches from underneath pillow, knife as well >Going to light it >In the short flame of the match, see something in the corner >See huddled figure, couldn't distinguish any features even though light was shining indirectly upon it >Adrenaline rush, grab knife as well >Recite Ayat Al-Kursi (Muslim prayer to ward off Djinn) >In the middle of it >Thing starts shrieking

>Still yelling it at the top of my lungs, rushing to jump down the hole into the top floor of the house >Finish yelling it, crying at the same time now because I'm terrified >Shrieking stops >By this time father is up here with four brothers >Ask what the hell happened >Tell him whole story >No one believes me

>Few days later >Oldest brother gets cocky, says he'll sleep up there >Alright, see what happens >During middle of the night >Same deal >No one believed it either, except for me this time >Eventually everyone caves in and sleeps in there >Everyone reports back the same thing



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>Be total wimp >Afraid of everything, particularly the paranormal (demons and stuff) >Only thing keeping me sane is my staunch disbelief in the paranormal >Death in the family causes me to look for spirituality >Read up on Theosophy >There are spirit guardians or something, same idea as guardian angels >Still can't get myself to believe >Before bed, ask for unspecified proof from my spirit guardian >Wake up, decorative paperweight is on my bed >It was untouched for months across my room, no idea how it got there >Oddly not afraid >Can't figure out how it got there, if I accidentally hit it hard enough to fly across the room, the ball of glass would make some noise >What if demon? >Nope nope nope, nothing supernatural here



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>be 18, alone at home >watching some movie >all of a sudden my dog freaks out >I turn around to see a little girl standing behind me >little girl starts crying >nope.rar >she starts running towards a wall and disappears >I move out next month and never returned again



[896]

>about a month or 3 ago >crash at friend's house >kept telling me his house was haunted,never believed >night time, about 1am >suddenly, urge to look around >start scanning room, wall seems strange in one spot >slightly transparent and very pale face comes out of wall for a few seconds before retracting back in >also heard scratches coming from inside his closet, like a cat trying to get out >his pets weren't home >next day, he tells me about how he used to ouija board all the time as a child >still crashed there a few more times, saw the face about 3 more times >StillThinkNothingOfIt.gif



[897]

>high-school, a friend sleeps over and we sleep in the living room >kitchen is connected to the living room >we go to sleep >feel friend trying to wake me up sometime during the night, tell him to piss off >wake up and find out he walked home in the middle of night >says he saw a woman with her back turned to him, standing in the kitchen about the height of my mom >says her hair was insanely long and black and she was just staring at the oven >he went to wake me up at this time I wouldn't >says he went back to look at this lady and she's in the exact same position and everything, except he noticed that her feet were actually pointed towards him >he sprinted a good 10 blocks back to his own home

>same house a couple years later >wake up and mom tells me I must have been sleep walking >says I walked through the hallway and stopped the doorway to the office (where she was) >says I gave her a hell of a death glare and walked back down the hall to my room >overheard my parents talking a couple weeks later >she says that she went to follow me when I walked back to my room, but I wasn't in the hallway when I rounded the corner >she didn't hear my door open or close and the door was locked



[898]

>be sleeping in bed >phone wakes me up >it's on vibrate, even though I didn't set it to that >wat.gif >can't find phone, even though it's on my bed somewhere >find it under the mattress >wat.mp3 >it's been vibrating for a good 2 minutes >check it >no call incoming, no missed calls >look at time >3:33 >nope nope nope >room is completely black >see extra dark black figure in corner of room >slowly moving towards me >NOPE >run out of room like a little wimp >sleep with mom and dad



[899]

>be about 4 years old >wake up in the middle of the night, bad dream, can't remember what happened >get up to go through to sleep in parents bed >go to open door >doorknob is gone >freak out >it's dark so can't see much but when I feel for it the handle is definetely gone >screaming but parents room is too far away for them to hear me >fall asleep next to door >next morning tell parents but they tell me to shut up and stop lying

Probably sounds stupid but I remember it freaking me out for my whole childhood.



[900]

>be a few years ago >home alone, roommates are up north visiting family >it's summer, nights are hot >decide to sleep in their bedroom since it's the only one with an AC unit (the house AC was broken) >step out of the living room into the hallway and look down towards the back door >door leads onto a balcony >see the shape of a man with some sort of hat on >he turns to the left (his right) and walks away >nope back to my room

That sent a chill down my spine. Rarely have NOPE moments, but that one I'll never forget.



[901]

>Be about 10 >Always scared of upstairs alone in my old house. Literally sat at the bottom until my parents went to bed with fear. >One day, go to toilet which is at the top of the stairs. Generally okay with going to that toilet. >When I open the door, there is a shadow walking up the stairs, I want to say robe shaped. >NOPE.jpg >It vanishes before reaching the top >Run down the stairs as fast as I can >Parents don't believe me >Few weeks later >Walking with father, retell the story >"Your mother saw something like that on the stairs a few days ago."

Never did like that house.

Other interesting stuff happening there. >No leak in roof, pipes, etc >On my ceiling above my TV, where I spent most of my time in my room, the shape of an eye appears in what seems to be damp

Felt semi-chill about that because my mother said it was a Guardian Angel. Lol.

[Contributor also posted Experiences in the Woods 151]



[902]

Only one event I really can recall.

> Be 15 > Be living in the same house for many years since second grade >Never had/seen anything weird happen before >One night in the computer room/area in the basement it's dark and only thing lighting anything is the glow of my monitor. > I look over to my left and I am more interested in what I see then scared cause I couldn't make out what it was exactly (where I could see this thing was sort of a dug in portion of the house from the driveway into the basement and looking at it from the outside of the house there is just a plastic half circle thing covering it up with bricks on top to keep it down. Think it had something to do with heat/air/ventilation) > So decide to get out of my chair and get closer to see what it is exactly.(mind you the area I just mentioned you could only fit maybe a small dog because a window separated the wall in the basement from the outside area portion with the plastic cover) > Go closer and closer till I stand still in fear > I see a smiling head. Only thing that's ever in that little dug out is a bunch of rocks. WTF IS THAT! > I run to turn on the light bulb to debunk what I just saw > The light bulb shorts out as I pull the chain and I nope.jpg out of the basement and run upstairs > Get upstairs bolt to my room and try to turn on my lamp. > The. Bulb. Goes. Out. > I turned on my tv and kept the light on all night and shook in fear till the morning > Went back downstairs to check when it was light out. > Nothing there. Just a bunch of rocks. Not even anything to resemble a smiling head and go "Oh... it was just that, hahah stupid me."

Never saw anything past what happened that night.



[903]

>In my room about to go asleep, prefer everything to be pitch black, can't sleep otherwise >Attempting to sleep fan on to generate some sort of noise door closed >Can't sleep feel like I'm being watched. >Open my eyes, looks like a pair of eyes is staring at me >Chickenmodeengaged >Huddle under covers occasionally peak out. >Only one eye there this time >stay under covers, bed starts to shake >Fan shuts off >nothing but heaving breathing, hold my breath making sure it's not my own >Bed continues shaking >Flick on CRT monitor no eyes, shaking stops > stare at CRT monitor all night until I can see the blue dim of 5 A.M. daylight appear. >Sleep then without event



[904]

>Walking from friend's place to home. >It's a dark night. >Street lamps and the moon are only light resources. >Listening to music with headphones. >Streets are silent, I'm the only one walking there. >I saw my shadow, in the corner of my eyes, following me every time I looked left. >Almost home, still I'm only one on the streets. >Quickly look left. >Two dark shadows coming behind me. >One of the shadows are mine and the other one...unknown. >Make a silent scream and turn my head fully back. >Shadow disappears. >Jog to home while looking back every five seconds or so.



[905]

None of these are nopeworthy, but here goes nothing.

Back when I was around 7 my mother, my sister and I were staying ata bigass old house because of reasons.

>stormy night >all windows closed >or so we thought >windows banging really hard >we're like "screw it" and don't go out of the room so we don't have to close 20 windows >room is in a second floor in one corner of the house >hear a really loud bang from the oposite side of the house as if a huge bookshelf just fell or something >hear it again but this time it's closer >again >it's coming closer, sounds like it advances the same distance each time >same sound in the room nex to us >we'renext.jpg >skips our room >sounds right past us in the air >go out and investigate >everything is in place >main room's chandelier is swinging

other one would be

>be 7:00am >in the doorway about to leave for school >remember I forgot something >run back to my room >open the door and find 7 midget shadows around my room >as soon as they see me they hide in really obvious places like behind the door, under the table, etc. >book it >mfw when my mom believes me and tell me they have seen similar things there

That house was weird...



[906]

I've got a few ones. I'll go in chronological order.

> Be 5, 14 years ago > Picking up my older brother from school > Mom goes in and I'm left alone in the car with my 2 year old brother and a teddy bear my dad got me from Florida > Teddy bear has overalls and a cap with cursive writing that I couldn't read at the time > Teddy just says "I love Camp Holiday!" > No voice box or electronics of any kind in him > A year or so later I figured out what his overalls said >"Camp Holiday"

> Be about 6 > Youngest brother sleeping in my parents room alone > He walks downstairs and asks "Who was that black man in your room?" > We all freeze > He insists that there was an all black man and is now scared to go upstairs alone > Over the next few years my 3 brothers and I continue to see this thing about once a month or so. > Suddenly we never see it again > A few years ago I heard about shadow people > "They are afraid of dogs and usually leave a house when a dog is present" > Sightings stopped when we got a dog

This is a real short one.

> Be 13 >Sitting at a table looking out the back sliding glass door > Everything turns a strange shade of green > Loud, heavy suddenly blows everything over on my deck

Another short one.

> Be 14 > In the same room as the one stated in the story above > Hear strange noise > Suddenly everything is quiet, no A/C noise or anything like that > Feel uneasy and start yelling for my mom > After I get no response for a few minutes I walk to the next room > Door already open and my mom is sitting perfectly still > I start saying her name and still get no response > Put my hand on my shoulder and she just looks at me

No idea what happened, but it felt like time froze or something.

This one is the scariest thing I have every experienced in my life.

> Be 15 or so > Lying in my brothers bed with him playing our DSs > We both fall asleep > Wake up in the middle of the night for no reason, which is uncommon for me > Room is pitch black with words written on the wall in glowing green dripping slime > Words start writing themselves > Skull and crossbones also appear made of the slime > I lie there motionless for a good 15 minutes > Then I suddenly hear a worried voice say "anon, are you seeing this?" > My brother and I lie there all night until it fades away > Next morning I ask him about it and he said "WTF? I thought that was just a dream or something."

Still have no clue what it was, but there was no way it could have been light reflections or anything. The slime literally covered the majority of 2 walls and wrapped around the corner. I read what it said, but I cannot remember for the life of me.



[907]

Two good friends of mine told me about how they saw a little girl in an old white dress in the hallway of their house, she looked Hispanic and they say their family sees her a lot.

His mom even once got a picture as the girl was "fading" away, which she then had developed at Walmart to show to her friends later, but ended up disappearing that night when she left them on the kitchen counter, while they (friend's family) went out to eat. They also found some Spanish coin in the wall while renovating.

This all happened in Texas.



[908]

>be 14 >At home and randomly wake up at 3 AM >starts to hear whispers >ignoring >starts to hear a loud piercing "hey" as if someone was talking in my ear >freaked out >talk back saying "uhhh, hi" >hears the hey again this time louder and repeatedly >banging on wall >I go and investigate, no one there and mom asleep (only child at the time) >I still hear whatever was saying "hey? >paper shredder turns on >tfw no paper shredding >scared >run to mom and tell her what happened >doesn't believe me >I sleep on the floor in her room >hear it again >asks mom if she heard it >doesn't hear it >no sleep that day

>next day >I come home from school >tv on full blast >no one home >hear "hey, hahahah" >NOPENOPENOPE >run to neighbors house and stay till mom gets home

>weeks later of suffering I get someone who does Reiki on me to check this out >she burned sage and chanting something while walking through the house >all good now



[909]

>Sounds always come from speakers in our house >Stuff like clinks, knocks, voices are rare, being able to make out the voices even rarer >Sitting in room, watching a youtube video >Me and Mother have an intercom system on our desks so we ring whenever we need something >Intercom pings up, Mom says: I think I'm about to die >I ask why >Suddenly hear a loud crash >Get up, run outside of room >Remember my Mom is gone >Go back inside room, wait until she comes back >Her printer had fallen over onto her desk and then the scanner that was on top fell into the desk chair >She would have been killed or mortally injured if she was actually there



[910]

If I may, I would like to tell the storie of 'Annie', my... 'imaginary friend' from when I was younger.

>It was my ninth birthday, chocolate cake, brownies, all my friends come over and what not >Sure, I was as happy as a little girl could be... >Sun begins to go down >We all open my presents, and guests leave >I remember that I become uneasy though >"You just ate too much cake, Anon" my parents told me >Because it was my b-day, they let me stay up late, but for some reason I became really drowsy >Now for the most part of my childhood we had this old two story house with my room being on the second floor >As I was going up the stairs to my room I feel like someone had pulled my hair >I thought there was someone behind me so I turned around really fast and fell down the stairs >I...don't really remember anything after that other than waking up in my bed with my mother holding a bag of peas from the freezer against my head

>She has this long talk with me about safety and being more careful blah blah blah... >She leaves the room after a while >Now picture this, my bed is pretty high off of the ground, and up against the wall, across the room on the left is my closet >Which was wide open >I remember staring at it for a very long time >I got very afriad for no reason after a couple minutes, so I did what every kid does, pull the covers over my head >That was... until something pulled them off of me >I remember her eyes, they were blue like mine but bloodshot >I remember how matted and filthy her blonde hair was >And finally, I remember how she wore this pink sundres, how it was torn and bloodspotted in several places

>I didn't even realise how I was screaming at the top of my lungs until my dad burst through my door >I remember pointing towards her and crying >He didn't see her though, nobody ever saw her >My dad carried me to his and my mom's room, but Annie stayed and my room.. she smiled as my father carried me out of the room >That night slept in my parents room, although I wasn't really sleeping, just staring at the ceiling



[911]

>mom brought this really old doll from grandma's that used to be her's >put it on a shelf in the hallway >few days later >doll suddenly at stairs, 3 meters away. Never could have fallen there >ask "Did you move that?" >entire family says no >nope.cringechicken >throw it in shed outside

Sounds cheeky, but it happened. Someone must have put that there after all but I guess I'll never know.



[912]

>6 years ago >15 years old >packing some stuff for uncle for his camping trip >he asks me to go with him >I say ok >he has to go to the store for some supplies >finish packing >he drives to store >sit down and drink a soda >in the distance see something feathery sprint towards me >it has 2 small little arms and 2 muscular legs >im basically frozen >it's feathery, like a giant skinny chicken >see uncle pulling into driveway >it goes back into the dense forest >I tell my uncle and he laughs >I show my uncle the footprints it left >he puts on a very serious face >go camping and nothing strange happens



[913]

>be 20 >two years ago at uncle's house in N. VA. >Old old old house near Harpers Ferry >Big mansion, slave driver's house or something >12AM down stairs getting a drink already scared cause of the dark >hear something walkin around in the living room, wood floors you hear everything >Just getting the glass out when I hear it >freeze in the kitchen only light on down stairs is the kitchen and it's a dim stove light >darkness all around me except for dim stove light >start hearing footsteps come closer and all around me >hearing voices telling me to go down into the cellar, kinda whimper back 'hell no' but mostly to myself for the satisfaction that I'm not hearing anything. >getting louder 'go to the CELLAR!' >Nopenopenope >start peeing my pants literally, I'm really scared of the dark and nothing like this has ever happened to me before >hear footsteps from the other side the kitchen walking around the island >they stop right beside me I hear them whisper 'go to the cellar NOW' it screams in my ear I scream and run upstairs I hear another set of footsteps that aren't my own running behind me. >I'm freaking out cause no one in the house has woken up to see wtf was going on >get to my room and get on the bed and get under the covers >onlydefenceagainstghosts.jpg >everything is stale and quiet >I hear the bath room door on the other side of the room squeek open >peek from under covers and see the silouette of a person >he glides/runs lightning fast directly at me like he notcied me looking put my head back under and scream for like five seconds and pass out. >wake up and everyone acts like everything is normal >I know I wasn't dreaming

I didnt even get my drink...



[914]

>use desk lamp at night all the time >on/off up by the bulb >it's on dresser over there, desk over here >be lazy and never dust my stuff >bump the shade, adjust it >find cobweb and dead black widow

I dust my stuff now.



[915]

>be 13 >finally have my own room (1 or 5 kids) but still have hand me down bunk bed >totally stoked to have a room all to myself. >dog won't go in till I call her >little bro, 9, is scared one night and asks to sleep in my room >all normal till about midnight >wake up to boiling hot room >stary hearing whispers ask lil bro if he's awake to no response >hear the bed above me creek before little brother wails and falls off >get up to check if he's ok >see tall shadow against opposite wall >room goes to too hot to freakin' freezing >pick up lil bro and nope outta the room for three nights

My dog, anon bless her soul, would lay in the bottom bunk every night and stare at the same wall. Only every stood up and growled once but weird stuff still happened and happens whenever I visit the family.



[916]

>14 >coming back from school with a friend of mine >friend asks "Anon, do you know any urban legend of Anontown?" >"Well, Anonfriend, I don't know" >he insisted, so after a while I invented a urban legend >"Well, Anonfriend, we're reaching a house that it's haunted... I heard that if you knock on the door, you'll hear strange noises >I thought "well, I invented a good one, he will be satisfed now >Anonfriend wants to knock at the door >"Well, I'm not sure that is a good idea..." >"Come one, let's try" >knock three times >hear strange noise and a weird "breath" >NOPE.gif >Run away

I still can't explain that... I invented the whole urban legend.



[917]

I was about 6 and the youngest of three brothers, living in a huge,old,white house in the country. This house always creeped me out for no reason. We used to sleep in the farthest room on the second floor.

Started having dreams of a white owl a couple nights in a row. All of a sudden wake up and throw up and thriw pancake batter looking stuff all over my pillow. I get up and knock on my dad's door to tell him, but hear weird scratchy noise in a closet that had a ladder to the attic. I stare at the closet for a little bit, then walk over to it. Oddly not scared.

Open the closet and huge white barn owl goes crazy in 2nd level of home - scream my head off. My dad runs out of his room. He then grabs a towel from the nearby bathroom and catches the owl. I never went upstairs, let alone near that closet, by myself again.



[918]

I was pretty young so I could be imagining things.

>at family gathering at step-grandfather's house >go to backyard to play by myself >go up to doghouse, it's really dark on the inside >suddenly demonic laughter/screaming in my ears >freak out, cry, and run back to family



[919]

Happened a few years back.

> Family at Grandma's house in rural Maine > Built in 1812 > Night time, Aunt's 50th birthday > Hey we should use a Ouija board to celebrate > Haha silly Anon don't joke about that > C'mon, it's not like something BAD will happen! > Upon finishing sentence all lights cut out > Bangs are heard all over



[920]

>10 years old >trying to go to sleep >look out window >see my cat's head floating >blink >it's gone >mfw

Didn't really nope but it was still weird.



[921]

Wondered if anyone had a similar experience. > Playing with my dog in the house > Lying down on floor with dog and I am looking into its eyes and it is staring at me. > Can't explain it but I'm fixed on my dogs eyes. > My peripheral vision goes and I see a bright bright light. Slowly expanding into darkness. > Almost as if I'm being sucked into it. > Dog gets startled by outside noise and looks away. > Lay there thinking wtf m8. No idea what happened > Dog never looked me in the eye or starred at me again. Tried to recreate the experience. nothapening.jpg

Like did my brain just glitch on me, is the dog a coincidence?



[922]

>be like, seven or eight >Lived in a decent house, had a basement that had carpet and could be a second living room. Had 2 beds and a bath down there. >No one used them, mostly for storage. >Have this dream one night where I this creepy giant stuffed lion I had led me into the room and held me down and made these awful noises. >Wake up and swing legs to get out of bed to get my mom >I'm downstairs. >In that room. >With the door closed.



[923]

>Moved in with sister, has old two story house

>Slept upstairs by myself while sis, her husband and kids slept downstairs

>Creepy little room that has built-in drawers to the wall but don't use em because sis removed them and you can see the mini-attic inside their so they are taped closed

>Every night I selpt there I kept on waking up at 3:00a.m. sharp(had ipod next to me for alarm)

>When I would wake up, I would look out into the drawers, pitch black when I looked at them, they were to my right and moonlight was to my left but kept curtain shut so barely got light

>Pitch black but I never put light into it with my ipod because, I swear to you, I had woken up to that feeling that someone is staring at you

>This happened for my first 3 weeks but since stopped happening

Also, once while I was in my bed around 7p.m. I heard a loud bang on my door which was closed, yelled out "what?!" cause no one knocks like that here, the lights were also off cause I was going to sleep early. No one was upstairs but me.



[924]

A real simple and short one this.

>Be evening with some friends >Just hangin' out at my place, Northern Europe if you must know >Watching movies >Suddenly hear howling from the stairwell (I live in a flat) >Something between a dog of some kind and an owl. >Everyone hears it, we gather around the door >Sounds like it is coming from down, the ground floor or the cellar >Wonder at it for a minute, but see no point in caring >Just a creepy interlude >Much later in the night, people start leaving for home. >Just about to leave by the door >That howlings man >People nope at first, but man up in about twenty minutes and leave >Nope, now I'm alone at here. >Thankfully no howling anymore

Granted, the most probable explanation is someone's dog escaping into the stairwell or a hobo having snuck in and messing with people's nerves. Still was creepy as hell -- the sound was quite unlike anything I had heard before.



[925]

>live on the edge of Dartmoor in England if anyone knows it >myths of big cats like pumas, cougars, jaguars etc. roaming the moors after being released when owners couldn't look after them >be last night >it's 3:30am walking back from friend's house alone >start to hear weird howling, like a dog barking, but more drawn out and high pitched >it's ok, only a fox >start to hear more, more high pitched, awww baby foxes :3 >hear really loud something like this

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xKw4OFAu1WM

>definitely not a fox >foxes stop howling >hear the weird sound again, louder and closer >nope >start jogging home >mfw I get inside and lock the door



[926]

Just remembered I have a story, not that scary but until this day I have no idea what happened.

>be about 9 or 10 >be at grandmother's house, it's evening and storming >we are sitting in the dining room when suddenly power goes out >after a while with lights off and only candles we hear a strange sound, don't remember it that well but it was like this squaling rubber duck >we all wondered what it could be, because we were all in same room

That's it, not that scary but we never found out what it was.



[927]

This middle aged single women owned a house back in the woods, she lived in the lower half and rented out the upper half. My parents and I moved in when I was about 10 years old. The first year we lived there, I woke up in the middle of the night and saw that light was peeking out through the sliding doors of my closet. I'm just about to get up and turn the light off when I hear the chain switch being pulled, *chik* sound of the metal, and the light goes off.

NOPE

Run to my parents room and wake them up, they come back to my room, and open my closet door. It's empty.

To this day my mom swears it was the downstairs lady hiding in my closet and watching me sleep. We moved out of the house after only 2 years, because my mom found her upstairs stealing her jewelry.

I'm 23 now and that was probably the most /x/ thing to ever happen to me.



[928]

>Be in high school, maybe 15 >Saturday night, don’t have any friends, playing videogames at 3am >Honestly wasn’t that bad >Go to the bedroom window to smoke cause going through the house’ll wake up my folks >Push up the window- smoking >Hear silent panting noise, like a dog is below the window >Look down as well as I can, don’t see anything down there, unless it's against the wall >Must be the air conditioner outside or something >Continuing to smoke- hear panting again, stops.. followed by low growl >What the hell, man >Look down again >Suddenly hear loud snarling barking coming from behind me >Turn around, my desk lamp goes out >Feel hot breath on my ear- sound of things slamming outside >Shut window.



[929]

Here's one that just recently happened.

>be 19 >be two weeks ago >be six o'clock or so, getting dark outside but not fully night yet, but still dark in the house >sitting on floor in bedroom with door open, using laptop >mom isn't home, landlady in the apartment downstairs isn't home >all the lights in the house are out except for the ceiling light in my room >on facebook and 4chan doing who-knows-what >song that's playing on youtube stops, house is completely silent except for the tapping of my fingers on the keys >stop >get slow, unsettled feeling >hear an odd, almost ripping sound come from the next room, near my door. almost like a cat pulling its nails out of carpet--you know that tearing sound when a cat's nails are stuck? >freeze >slowly turn my head to the open door >creep over to the door, peek out >nothing is there

>the landlady's dogs were locked in her flat downstairs >me and my mom don't have any pets

My house creeps me out sometimes.



[930]

>just 2 minutes ago >reading nope story >loud noise behind me in kitchen >sounds like sneeze and yell combined in my ear >jump 50 feet in air >look around because it might be stepdad >go to mom's room, ask >"No, I heard that too, I thought it was you in the kitchen." >have to sleep in living room

My heart is pounding.



[931]

>was a couple years ago, staying with my friend at his house/grandmas house >Super old house, his room is in the attic >staying in the room right next to it, was his brothers but he moved out and theres a bed and a bed like cut out in the wall so we could both sleep in the room together >I get stuck with old bed in middle of room (I hate to not sleep with my back to the wall) >He falls asleep, im saldy cause I hate falling asleep last >Start hearing random noises, blame it on the old house just making noises >start hearing footsteps coming up the steps >gets to landing at top of stairs >quiet for about a minute, it walks back down >this continues for awhile >stops and I'm like finally I can go to sleep >get into that pre-sleep stage where youre relaxed and I'm like hell yeah sleep time >someone breathes in my ear >eyes instantly open >no one there >NOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPEEEEEEEEE >stay up, wide eyed til the sun rises



[932]

Not too nope-ey, but I suppose someone might find it as interesting as I did.

>Live in southern Louisiana, >Rewind to about 3 weeks ago; my girlfriend of 3 years has been encouraging me to pursue my falconer's license, as I've always wanted a pet hawk or owl. >Go to my school's library (I'm a fourth year university student) and check out a pair of books on falconry and falconry licensing. >Read and study up on them for the next few days, a week and a half later I look up where you have to take the test to be granted an apprentice's permit, find out there's one on Feb. 21 1h+ from my house. (Falconry is insanely hard to get into, f me in the a) >Decide screw it, might as well try, I read both the books. Eagerly begin my journey to this falconer's outpost; about 20 mins away, I see an owl flying above the road.

Now, to give some context, owls are pretty common in southern louisiana; it's not unusual to hear/see them every day if you look for them. >Notice this owl is flying particularly low >Notice owl is flying directly for my jeep >Wat. Da. Fuq. >Begin to slow down, owl is divebombing towards my jeep. >I try to stop completely, but it smashes face-first into my windshield >pull off the road, owl flopped and went off the side of the road. Stop and get out to look at the damage from the outside.

>walk back about 20 feet behind my car, and I start to cry a bit as I see the owl. >I'm 21 years old and I've never been this close to an owl, and I just killed one >I stand there for a minute and mourn, take a picture of it and call the falconry post to let them know what had happened and why I wouldn't be coming to take my test >She explains their 27 year old barred owl Artemis had escaped just a few hours ago, ask me to look on its leg for the tag >Sure enough it has a tag with a shredded leather cord (it must have bitten itself free) on its left leg >She starts crying over the phone and hangs up >Call tow truck to come get car; can't see out the window

Cost about $500 to pay the tow guy and get the windshield replaced. I don't know what to make of this, my girlfriend says maybe it's a sign I'm just not meant to get into falconry.

But I've always wanted an owl...

[Images were posted of the windshield and owl.]



[933]

Heres one happened to me personally.

>be a few years back >be walking home from friend's house at 11ish at night >alone on deserted road >hear noise.. look behind me... nobody... >look in front of me man freakishly standing perfectly under street light >he's semi across the street so I ignore >go a ways >hear noise behind me again >nothing >look forward, man under another streetlight >nope.jpg and run all the way home



[934]

>me and my best friend and his bro spend every Friday night in a shed >This isn't a crude shed. It's the upstairs of his father's garage and we have carpet, 2 couches, air hockey, microwave, etc >Every weekend we play vidya and stuff like that until we fall asleep >one night we're playing Smash Bros. Melee >Mid match, my friend yells "ow!" >we pause >he looks at his arm and he is bleeding >there are claw marks >no animals are in the building >we removed the cushions from the couch and did a thorough search of the place >found nothing

We still don't know what scratched him. We're now in our 20's.



[935]

>be 13 years old >Being in car, mother driving, me in passenger seat >Hear a sound like, "Mwar" >Wonder what it is >mother goes to check it out >not even five seconds later mom jumps in the car > "What's happening?" > don't get an answer >Mom tries to start the car >doesn't start >messed up face that looks like a monster from amnesia mixed with a scarecrow appears in my window >Cry >car starts >make it home >hear tapping all night long >wake up next morning > window open, remember closing it > closet door wrecked >cry again > sleep with mother for weeks after that.



[936]

My nope moment to get the thread going.

>Family lives in house built by my dad's grandfather >Just creepy feeling in it, most people that are alone in it say it's creepy >Everyone always telling me there's a ghost in house. >wtf you guys are just trying to scare me cause I'm the youngest >Become paranoid there's a ghost in house. >Laying in bed one night and random glow comes on wall in open closet Looks like the type of glow from glow in the dark star y'know. >Then think it's a prank like my brothers screwing with me you know >Tell my brothers to gtfo >It moves up wall >"Stop it guys it's not working." >Thing gets big, realize there's no way this is happening. >Start praying like 12 year old wimp I was >Says something like "Please leave me alone." >It just vanishes >it's gone woo >It re-appears on my wall next to my bed >start screaming  and nope out into the living room crying and sleep on couch >Tell parents next morning >They think I was just dreaming



[937]

>~10 years old >Wake up in middle of night >Sit up in bed and look forward >See a dark figure standing in in the room in front of me >I stare at it for about 5 seconds >It doesnt go away or move >Put head under covers and try to forget I saw anything >Ask family the next day if anyone came into my room that night >No

The part I remember most is the way he was standing, not like a relaxed stance, but with his legs and arms slightly away from his body like he was ready for something, or was about to do something. He looked a lot like the alien in Signs did when Mel saw him on the roof, but bulkier and harder to see.

This was the only unexplained/creepy thing that ever really happened to me.



[938]

>walking home at night on sidewalk in neighberhood >round a corner and see a man walking his dog >think nothing of it >walk past anber colored streetlight >suddenly I hear a loud snapping noise behind me >turn around and see nothing there >about to continue on my way when I notice something is off >streetlight I just passed is glowing teal-green >wut.txt >getting kind of creeped out so I walk faster in my original direction >realize the man walking his dog isn't there >street is a long, back-alley straightaway >there's nowhere he could have gone >no bushes, hedges or trees >he just vanished >start to walk quicker when I hear disturbingly strange noises behind me >afraid to turn around >turn around >streetlight flickers off >noises get louder >NOPENOPENOPE all the way home



[939]

Let's get some nope in here. Here's one of my experiences, OC.

>Be kid >10 or so, maybe a little more, maybe less >Past midnight, can't sleep for whatever reason >Decided to go downstairs and get a drink >Stairway is right next to the front door >Front door has big glass panels in it >Come downstairs, everything is cold >Shrug it off, walk to kitchen at the end of a long, narrow hallway >Grab a glass of water >Turn to go back upstairs >There's a little girl, probably age 6 or a bit less pressing her face against the glass of the front door. >Incredibly pale, long hair >NOPE >Hide behind a corner >Spend a few minutes waiting it out >Look again >Still there >Screw this, there's a glass panel, she can't get me anyway >Just walk to the stairway >It's colder by the front door >Feels like being watched, obviously >Just go up the stairs and to my room. >Drink water >Doubt what I saw >Be an idiot and look out the window >Little girl at a street corner. >All alone >Looking at my house >Specifically, my window >NOPE >Close curtains >Did not sleep that night



[940]

> be about 11 > wake up in the middle of the night and look out over room > full floating figure/ silhouette > kinda looked like it was made up of the lights you seen when you rub your eyes really hard > thought that my eyes were tricking me > spent about 3mins rubbing eyes and looking back at figure that was still floating there > realise it won't go away and nope back to bed



[941]

Not really nope here, but curious something from late at night.

>Much more recent, sometime last month >4 AM >Can't sleep >Listening to music with my laptop, browsing internet pages, nothing special >Suddenly I feel like something is about to happen >Look to the door of my room >Air grows thick, I can feel something coming by its presence >Door opens >Nothing there >No, there is definitely something >Blink a few times >Nope. Not seeing anything. >Shrug, go back to messing with my laptop >Something heavy sits down on the bed >Look over to see if it's the cat >No cat in sight >Bed being pressed on in that spot though >Actually feels really comforting and friendly >Blink once, actually see a figure sitting there >Beautifull. >Watches my laptop with me >Finish listening to the music I was playing >Feel like I can actually sleep now if I try >Hear a whisper, almost distant >Asks me not to share details on how it looks >Says goodnight >I fall asleep

>Best night of rest in months >When I wake up, the door is closed again >I woke up before the others living in the same house

Still not sure what happened there.



[942]

>November '12 >Decide to call it a night early one Saturday >3:30 am or so >Get up after having weird dreams >Look over by my TV >PS3 is on, I left it off >See shadow figure bolting from my room through the hall >Check the entire house, nothing else is awake and my family is all in their rooms >Ask mom and sis, they didn't wake up the entire night >Had to clean my PS3 controller because there was a white chalky residue on it that morning



[943]

>Be urban exploring >be in abandoned police station >clear entire upstairs, nobody inside >move to downstairs, start exploring ground level >hear footsteps upstairs, stop in tracks, listen >footsteps getting louder >go outside, no other footprints, no vehicles, no nothing >NOPENOPENOPENOPE

Probably some homeless guy living in there, but we went into every room and couldn't find anything.



[944]

>be 15, have 4 siblings >living in childhood home in upstate Ny >House just turned 100 this year woo! >Always on the lookout for creepy stuff due to multiple small things >be home sick from school, little bro and I had the flu >being awsome big sis taking care of him >coming up the stairs with ginger ale and crackers >old crawl space door at top of stairs, always 2creepy4me >door starts to rattle a little >stop to investigate, not for steps from little bros room and the door doesn't go anywhere >It actually goes to my bedroom wall now and the chimney >door slams open, breaking lock on it >powerful cold draft hits me in face with enough force that I have to step down one stair >crackers knocked out of my hand and spill down stairs >crackers are swept by unseen force further down stairs >hear little brother scream >gulp and run past door >find little bro sound asleep >pick him up and camp in mom's room till she gets home

That house dude...



[945]

>stopping over at cousin's. He's 11, I'm 12. >I'm on top bunk hes on bottom >middle of night im woken up by terrified screaming >he's hysterical trying to get out of the room and pointing at the window >he calms down and tells me there was a man at the window and said he was just a black silhouette looking in >we were a floor up >next morning try figure out how someone could get up there >figure if you stood on the fence then put your foot on the porch light 6ft up you could push up and hold onto the window ledge >a lot of effort >still creeps me out today

A related story:

>cousin's friend across the street was watching tv one night >sliding porch doors with vertical blinds half shut >notices something in the corner of his eye >stares at the window and can't see anything >suddenly a figure sits up from laying on its side looking in the window >he hadnt seen him before he moved but guy must have thought he had >guy runs off and climbs over tall fence and into fields behind the house



[946]

I got one, but first, a little background. My brother and his friend have been messing with a Ouija board on and off for a few years. The front door to our house opens by itself every few weeks. I've associated it to people not closing it but after this time I don't know anymore. Here it goes

> Call my ten year old sister inside so she can eat lunch and clean up her mess in the living room > Her bratty friend wants to come in too but I hate her so I lock all the doors so she won't come in > I'm microwaving a corndog and cleaning the kitchen > go to the fridge to get a Mountain Dew and the plastic wrap falls down and cuts my finger > blood everywhere I go to the pantry to get bandaids > Door open and our two cats are just sitting there looking outside

So at some point while my sister and I were cleaning the door unlocked and opened by itself, and the cats (that normally would run right outside) just sit there dumbfounded. Anyway I'm always checking the doors all the time and just waiting for something worse to happen.



[947]

I'm bad at English so I make my stories short.

>01:00 AM >Laying on a sofa, trying to get some sleep. >It's summer, so we keep our front door open 24/7 >We have a room after our front door, were we keep our shoes, coats etc. >After that small room we have another door, you can see that door from the sofa were I was laying. >Out of nowhere the door starts to make a weird noise. >I looked at the door and saw it been opened. >Dem heartbeats and cold sweat on my forehead. >Wait someone to come in. >Nobody comes, door closes an everything is fine again. >After few minutes the door opens again. >door closes slowly.

Didn't sleep much that night. Thing that makes this scarier is that there lives a couple near by, who actually killed few guys in the 80's, weird people gotta tell you that.



[948]

>grab my mp3 player and go for a jog in the forest >suddenly I hear cracking noises while listening to loud music >pull (in ear) headphones out and listen closely into the forest >hear nothing but a few birds >nope.exe >put them back in my ears and continue my cardio >2 minutes pass and a great track comes up >feel my motivation rising as it comes closer to the drop >reaches drop >suddenly high pitched scraping and squaking burst out of my headphones in such a loud volume >rip my headphones out of my ears in fear and panic >stare with wide eyes in every direction of the forest for like 2 minutes.

God, I was so terrified and literally had goosebumps everywhere. I still have no clue why my mp3 player crashed and spilled out those 'noises' though.
 * __;

German here, sorry for potential errors.



[949]

>Be young >Sleep in a cheap Space Jam tent on my bed because I have to share a room with my sister >Have always had problems sleeping >One night I wake up and look out the door of the tent >There is a green worm-like think sitting on my legs on top of my sleeping bag >Freak out, scream and wake up the whole house >It jumps down as to go under the sleeping bag >Parents come in, seem me crying and think I'm lying >Rip apart my bed trying to find it but never do

>Same apartment >Mom, sister, aunt and me all sitting around in the living room >Suddenly a hanging plant starts swinging violently out of nowhere >Mom and aunt freak out and we all hid in the bedroom until my dad came home

>Just moved in with aunt from previous story >First night at her place >We are all sleeping in the livingroom, I'm the only one up >See silhouettes of 2 cats just chilling on top of the sofa, walking around n stuff. >Whatever >Ask her to play with the cats the next day >She doesn't have cats

>Have a superman comic with a really scary face on it >Accidentally drop it between my bed and the wall >There is a big crack >Everytime I look down there, there is a huge demonic superman looking back at me >too afraid to grab it >leave it there for years



[950]

>home alone on Saturday night (around 12 years old; also loser) >sitting in room playing vidya >get that feeling that someone's in the room with me; hair standing up on the back of my neck >look around, turn on light, feeling starts to go away >a few minutes later, both cats run into the room >female cat hides under the bed >male cat runs in at a dash, turn-flips to face the door, and hisses at the doorway like there's someone right there >I look at the doorway and feel the most intense feeling of being watched I've ever felt. Every sense was telling me that there was someone five feet away from me except for my sight >parents come home right then, feeling lessens >cats spend the entire night in my room watching the door



[951]

>18 just after high schoolgraduation >cleaning up after family get together with my mum >chatting, nothing out of the ordinary >doing dishes both hear loud thud above us >my room above us >mum plays it off as the cat >try bringing up other odd things that've happened >denies all of it until she finally yells "there is nothing in this house besides you and me anon stop trying to scare me" >tightlip go back to cleaning off table while mum finishes dishes >spin around when I head glass shatter >mum is staring at stairs pale as an albino >turn to look >see shadow mass just floating on the landing. Could make out legs but not much else >stand in front of mum and tell it to go >wheezy laugh and gurgling sound >mum runs out of the house >black thing swoops down and disappears when it gets halfway to the back door >find mum locked in her truck crying >go back inside to clear the house making sure no ones there >only get to land of the stairs before huge crash >all the dishes on the shelf fall to the floor and wheezy laugh comes back >nope outta there with mum

Ended up getting pulled over for speeding. Poor mum was hysteric as I explain to the cop. He comes back and checks entire house for us. Nothing out of the ordinary. Still...dat house dude...



[952]

>married >wife is sick >tells me she is staying home >whatevs >go to work >before lunch she calls me >sounds upset >"where are you?" >work, I'm about to go to lunch >"don't do that, really are you home?" >no, I'm at work. where are you? >"in the bedroom. I keep hearing you downstairs" >a bit confused >are you okay? I'm seriously at work. >"it sounds like you're downstairs, yelling, like playing games" >freak out a bit >I swear hon, I'm at work are you sure there is someone there? >"y-yeah" >she's older than me >pretty level headed >doesn't mess around much >I'm taking her pretty seriously >tell her to lock the bed room and stay quiet >I'm calling the police, I'll call you right back >leave work >call 911 >they say they'll send someone over >call her back >first thing she says >"you swear that's not you, I won't even be mad I'm just scared okay" >I swear, I called the police, I'm coming home just stay in the bedroom >I stay on the phone with her >she keeps asking if it's me >I'm desperately trying to convince her it isn't me >so afraid she's just going to go downstairs to check >get home just as the police are arriving >tell them what's going on >they tell me to stay outside >I tell them where she is >they rush upstairs >check every room >get my wife outside >we sit in a cop car while they check the rest of the house >she is scared to death >they don't find anything >no sign of anyone breaking in >said they heard someone running down the hall as they were going up the stairs >said whoever it was was talking to themselves >"it sounded like you" >wife heard the same thing >none of them could quite make out what was being said >wife described it like every other syllable was missing >police check again then leave >wife nopes so hard she wants to move

The house was her childhood home, her parents gave it to us when they moved. Nothing strange had happened there before or since. We replaced all the locks and got an alarm system though.



[953]

>Be 14 >Be living with my mother in the middle of nowhere >Walking down my driveway to go to a friend's >Dog is following, usually did when I walked anywhere >Dog starts trotting ahead of me. perks his ears, and stares at a trail entrance going into the woods >Look over to see what the dog's so interested in >Black figure literally floats out of the ground, and bolts at light speed down the trail. >Nope all the way to friend's house, running all the way to friend's house with my dog in my arms

Living out there was weird as hell. Here's another one.

>Same dog from last story is a border collie, and was usually allowed in the house since he didn't crap everywhere >Every other night, he'd run from one side of the house to another, and then back >Always ran with his head up and barking with the ceiling >Would stop at the office door, or my mother's bedroom door that was adjacent to the office door on the opposite side of the house, and bark at the crack under the doors >Did this for hours on end just about every time we let him in >Months later, cousin watches a figure he believes to be my brother walk into the office and shut the door >Cousin opens door, nobody in there >Nopes out of house



[954]

>Be little kid >Wake up in middle of night >See shadowy figure sitting on my floor >Outline looks like little girl >Nope >Blanket over head >Parents called >Nothing there >Parents shrug it off

Fast forward to 18, my mom tells me a month after that incident my dad woke to see a little girl in prairie cloths standing at the foot of their bed.

I'll do another one.

Same house, lived there my whole life.

>Be 16 >Parents at work >House is eerily quiet, no noise >Play drums >Five minutes later hear running water >Christ sakes >Go into bathroom >Sink turned on full >Quickly shut it down >Nope >Back to room, door closed

extended

>Get courage to walk out of room >Walk to door >Hear footsteps >Both of "us" equally close to door >As I walk it walks >Hand on the doorknob >Exploded pen drops outside of door >Hits hardwood floor >Rolls under my door >Nope >Wait for parents to get home



[955]

>live in haunted house that's built above an old grave site >wake up, hear crying coming from downstairs >go down there >crying's coming from upstairs now >go back upstairs >crying's coming from downstairs again >go to bed

Turns out there was someone who used to worship demons at that house.



[956]

>be 18 >have a job delivering news papers >start work at 4 am every morning (sucks) ........................... >wake up and get dressed >time around 3.30am >go to kitchen, grab some fruit before I leave >everyone still asleep so do all of this with only the stairwell light on not to wake everyone up >get in my car and start backing out the driveway >lights from car shine into the living room of the house >see a black figure standing in the middle of the living room watching me >SOMEONE'S IN OUR HOUSE >nopeout.gif >grab a golf club from the garage and run to the living room >guy's not there >wake everyone up searching around the house >"Wtf are you doing anon? it's 3.45am!" >someone's in our house!!!!!! >all freak out >dad grabs another golf club and we search entire house >nothing. >off to work again >walking to car >figure sitting in the drivers seat of the car >car horn starts going off >family rushes outside, sees im not in the car. wtf? >engine starts going at about 500000rpm >exhaust fumes everywhere >car stalls, horn stops >when fumes dissipate, the figure is no where to be seen....

Parents blame it on a malfunctioning car, but I know it wasn't the car.



[957]

> be 18 > be parked on the side of the road outside gf's house in nowhere farmville. > dark except for the street lamp at the end of gf's drive way. > waiting for her to come out, see something big move behind my car in side mirror. > back window is tinted so I can't see what's back there. > open my door a crack to look. > see a 7ft tall naked guy with pale skin and freakishly long arms. > turns to me, tilts head, makes a huge smile, screams like a dying cat and then runs into the crops. > NOPE.jpeg.avi.mkv > jump out of the car and run to girlfriend's house.



[958]

> be 15 and home alone > be sitting on toilet at 2am > toilet is right beside my bathroom window, about a foot above my head when I'm sitting. (has a grainy texture so you can't see inside the bathroom). > casually look up to the window. > see a pale chick's face pressed hard against it, smiling, eye brows raised, eyes have an all black iris, like one big pupil. She's starring down at me. > bathroom is on second floor, at least 20ft-25ft above the ground outside. > NOPE.jpeg



[959]

>be about 14 years old >go to girl's house with friend, another girl there, I'm trying to get with >hear lots of storys about the place, but never really believed any >they tell me to go to the laundry room in the basement, turn off lights to proove im a man, gets creepy, then see a figure, NOPE.jpg out >be about 30 minutes later, about to be kissed by owners friend, tv turns the on, look for remote, only remote is on top of tv >turn tv off >turns back on when we go into owners room >they also have shifty tiles in house >hear them moving while everyone in the house are in the room >friend goes to check if the dogs are upstairs or in the basement with the owner, I stay with other girl, and owners much younger sister, like 7 >dogs aren't even in the house, when he goes downstairs, he says he saw a white figure, like me, and booted it back to the room >when I go out to see what he yelled about, we all notice closet door is open, and the patio door is slightly open, as well as the chair slightly moved >we rush to the room, and the owners sister wants to grab a stuffed bear from her room > me and friend, both fairly strong try to open the door, completely locked >door has no lock, as well as the other doors which we tried >rush back to room >go out again to check, owners mothers room door is open, and her window is open as well >check kitchen, door is slightly more open, and chair is moved more too >we go back to room and wait it out til mother comes home >hear mother come home, and when we go out, door and chair are moved more again >mother then tells us about grandmother that has died in the house, and done many things like that before >haven't been in that house since



[960]

>last January, poking around McDow's Hole with girlfriends >middle of the night >farm to market road bordered by grassy fields, silver in the moonlight >cross over the creekbed on foot, quietly joking to keep our nerves up >jenny papworth, the local ghost, is regular >glance back to the car >ball of glowing, blue-white haze drifts out from beneath the small bridge >it changes direction mid-air, no wind >"Anon what is that?" >ghost light hangs in the air, then breaks up and slowly fades >head back to the car, nervously excited >air pressure suddenly starts to ramp up as we get close >tension mounting, feels like a weight on our shoulders growing heavier and heavier >throat starts closing up, edge of panic >something is going to happen >cram into car >won't start, battery is dead >lose it, scream into the night >"Quit screwing with the car!" >feeling starts to ease >car starts right up



[961]

>be about 9 years old >be playing games on computer >mom takes little sister to take a bath >little sister has tricycle behind giant 50" tube TV We lived in an apartment so there wasn't a lot of space for our toys and stuff >hear tricycle moving as if someone trying to use it >ignore it thinking my sister is trying to get it >sudden realization that my sister is taking a bath and no one else is around the house >wtf.jpg >Start yelling out my sister's name >" What anon?" >voice comes from the bathroom >ohgod.gif >tricycle sounds like it's shaking >get a little closer >movement stops. >NOPE

That was the most horrible day of my life. Sucked cuz I slept in the living room since the apartment was only a single bedroom which was for my parents.



[962]

>go to kitchen to get me a sammich >keep lights off to save electricity >trip over trashbin >pick it up >notice out window sensor light in backyard is on >look out window >see neighbor in nothin but undies and socks staring at fence >quickly turns his head toward my window >NOPE.jpg



[963]

>Be 23 >Sweet! Books on Amazon supposedly translated from French circa 1600 AD regarding Divination that apparently Napolean Bonaparte used himself! (in retrospect, very stupid to purchase) >Screwing with and generally consulting said books for each and every little fork in the road that is my life >Would you look at that? The charts were right. >Wow! This is great! They're still right! >Approximately 1 week later be lying in bed next to girlfriend >Awake alone in her bed next to her...not unusual, I'm a light sleeper and we live in an apartment >Clock reads 4:30 am if I recall >Notice bedroom door open when I swear to myself was shut upon going to bed (we live alone) >"Big deal, need to go back to sleep" >Cannot turn my body to roll over in fetal position >Realize "This isn't right" >IsThisRealLife.gif >Begin LITERALLY levitating off the bed...slowly >Fully cognizant of the bedroom, my girlfriend, the bed, the pictures, posters, mirrors, and generally EVERthing that would convince me that this is no dream >Motionless about 1' off the bed for what seem like minutes when in hindsight were probably seconds >While floating hear a booming voice that seems to come from every corner of the room say: "ANON, WHAT ARE YOU DOING??" >Think to myself (lips won't move) "Yashuah help me" (am disciple of Christ, don't care opinions of anons) >Collapse into bed >Hear bedroom door slam shut >Roll over and ask girlfriend "Did you hear that??" >Girlfriend is sound asleep >Tap her on the shoulder, she rolls towards me >Girlfriend asks what I'm doing up >This was no dream (pic related = mfw) >NOPENOPENOPENOPE.bmp

Follow up to add that I still have said books (do NOT burn them) and yet since never once opening them again haven't experienced anything similar since. I sincerely wish that this wasn't OC.



[964]

>hunting season >walking down abandoned logging roads in early afternoon on sunny day, .308 rifle slung over my shoulder >come across a nice looking cutblock and pull out my binocs to take a look >looking around through the binocs >suddenly I get punched in the side of the head really hard and knocked down on one knee >shout WHAT THE HELL and look around >nobody and nothing around for miles (including deer, lol)



[965]

>Brother and I chillin at home last summer >Just screwing around, nothing to do >out of nowhere, hear ear splitting explosion >sounded like a gun going off right beside my ears >turn to little bro >"did you hear that!?" >little bro heard it as well >call/ask around the neighborhood, no one else heard it >NOPE.mp3.co.uk



[966]

>reading this thread just now, alone in my studio apartment >in bed with my laptop on my chest. >hear something land hard on the floor - I'm the only one here >look up >roll of duct tape has somehow fallen off a shelf (it was laying like _|===|_ and not like _O_, and not hanging off the edge, so how??) and is rolling across the floor



[967]

>be about 16 >be at friend's house >he lives in like hicksville area near a forest, only about 2-3 houses on land >his father is home watching us >we are playing video games in his room >hear door open and his mother shout out she is home >father responds >see her walk past the door to master bedroom >about an hour pass >phone rings and friend's dad picks up >his father is confused >he asks his wife if she came home >she was calling to tell friend's father she was going to be late getting home cause she was in a minor car accident



[968]

>Be 11 >Friend spending the night >Be playing games >Large crash >Sounds like someone fell or knocked a bookcase over >Starting at each other without words >Wtf >Wait a few minutes >Still staring at each other >Crash again >Get up to see what happened >Parents asleep >No one heard it other than Anon >Noped out of there

Also:

>Be 14-15 ish. >Be night (8-9 ish) >Taking random pictures in house >Take 2 pictures that had something in them >Used to have a rottweiler for 16 years; it died >It was in the picture >Showed it to mom >She broke down >2'd picture had a picture of a faceless boy in mirror >Wtf >in my room >in my morror >Boy was blue / grey >Clear as day >Nopenopenopenope



[969]

>be 18 >be in Half Moon Bay 3 in the morning with friends on a week day Half Moon Bay is this little town that surrounds the coast but the entire area is hills covered in trees for those that don't know. >ghost town >one of us thought we should go into the cemetary because why not >all decide to check out the cemetery >friend takes pictures of us (likes to carry it around when we all hang out) >cemetery looks like it's not well taken care of, weeds everywhere (at least the part we were in) >gets really cold all of a sudden >camera friend starts making jokes "That'd be cool if we saw a ghost or something." >lol >after about 30 minutes we walk back toward the entrance >camera friend stops near the entrance looking at his camera >I ask if he's okay >he looks up without saying a word and holds out the camera >we all look at it >first two pictures were just us, by the third one we saw something like fog >fourth was something far behind us crawling, it looked humanoid but the eyes were huge and black, the mouth was slightly open >as we progressed through the photos it was getting closer and the mouth was getting wider >one of our friend grabs the camera and makes a bee-line to the car >we all followed and booked it

We looked at the photos when we got home and there was no doubt that something was in the photo and it was getting closer by each picture, we all decided to never talk about it and never go back at night. Friend deleted the photos that night.



[970]

>be like 16 >me, buddy, and a girl we both knew really well >alone in her house, just the 3 of us >decide to get spooky and use the ouija board >asking questions, how you died/etc >her house was old, late 40s or so >ask a question about being a calm spirt or something >out of nowhere, HUGE crash comes from the basement >again, just the 3 of us in the house, she didn't have any pets >check down stairs, nothing happened that we could see

Never again will I use that stuff.



[971]

>5 years old >Just moved into a new house >Parents are at home but nowhere in sight >Walk into the kitchen by myself >Large black slug-like THING scatters across floor as my foot touches the ground >Makes a disgusting squishy noise as it moves >Goes under the counter >I scream, mom comes in and I babble trying to explain what just happened >Searches entire kitchen, nothing there >Afraid to enter the kitchen or walk around barefoot for the rest of the time we lived in that house



[972]

>Bedside table lamp bulb stops about 3 weeks ago >replace it >new bulb stops working like a day after for some reason >today >Get back from uni before everyone else in my house >dump bag and books in room, go downstairs and put kettle on >come back upstairs, get into typical layabout position on bed with laptop on stomach >takes me 2 mins to realise bedside table lamp is on

No joke. To be honest, I reckon there was some sort of electrical problem with the lamp itself and I left the switch 'on', only for the lamp to resurrect itself in the creepiest manner possible.



[973]

>be 17, home alone for the night >watching tv with cat at feet and dog on the couch >sharing popcorn with dog >dog suddently jumps off couch and hair starts to rise >starts growling, never growls, and watching the dinning > starts pacing and makes low woofing sounds >everything goes dead silent >start feeling cold and stare where dog is >dinning room chair wiggles, then is pulled out >positioned as if someone sat down to watch me >creepy feeling >dog paces back and forth in front of me >don't move till mum gets home >doesnt believe me >says this story is better than the last



[974]

>be around 10-11 >be waken up by noise coming from hallway >go into hallway >see face staring at me from the guestroom >nope back into bed



[975]

>like an hour and a half ago >in my room emailing my professor >hear huge crash and something shattering >sounds like the room next to mine >go to kitchen though because my mom is the only other person in the house and that's where she is >nothing wrong here >ask if she heard that, she says yes >go into room next to mine (her bedroom) >some small stuff like books and bracelets were on the floor, definitely nothing shattered >window wasn't open, no pets, nothing could have knocked it off >pick the stuff up and put it in random places 'cause I don't know where it goes

My house isn't haunted so I dunno what happened. Also I didn't nope at all, but it's the only story I've got so...



[976]

>~15 years ago >middle of desert in New Mexico >driving down long crummy road >see a small one story building, door is open >whynot.jpg >enter building >absolutely nothing inside, looks like all furniture was removed >power and air conditioning sitll running though >get to back/center room >lots of what look like high school/college lab tables >every single one is pushed/piled up against a single door at the back of the room >NOPE

To this day I don't know what happened out there. Everything about it seems like whoever was there before didn't want that door opened... from the inside.



[977]

>be camping in desert hour or so from town >~4:00am >middle of nowhere >completely flat for miles >no light pollution >at least 50 miles off road >suddenly >extremely dense fog >gets very, very cold >and then >gone

What happened /x/. I know there are strange weather phenomena here, but nothing that matches that description. From what I could see from the top of my Jeep, it looked centralized in one location.



[978]

>be seventeen/eighteen years old >just started college >live in college town, live with parent >saturday night >walk outside to look around, because it's a nice night >make sure door's not locked >walk around the house for a bit >really dark >more dark than it should be, with the full moon out >large, open back yard, wire fence between old jerk's yard and my family's >motion light kicks on on his garage entrance >nothing there; something moving at the near edge of the light >nope.jpg >run back to the carport >carport's open, no cover there >heavy footsteps through mud >hear fence sway >from about 15-20 yards away >nope2nopeharder.jpg >grab for the door handle >locked >wait, locked?! >shoulder the door, trying to jostle the lock open >no go, door jamb cracks pretty severely >sounds of feet through leaves, snapping sticks >nope3forevernoping.jpg >run around the front of the house, hoping against hope that the front window's unlocked >god does exist >clamber into the house, slam window shut, lock the thing, back the hell away >scraping noise from under the carport, like claws on concrete >all of my cats flip out >still manage to beat them to the back of the house >sit in my bed, freaking out, covered in cats >hear something against my window, then nothing >my mom comes in at six-thirty in the morning, asks me about the jamb of the door >tell her about the BS from last night >looks at me like I'm crazy >go outside >wonky footprints between our house and the neighbor's >broken limbs about as big around as my wrist, obviously stepped on >claw marks on the carport >still kinda dark >sounds of something moving around >"We should go back inside."



[979]

>Be 20 >helping stepdad install new woodstove in basement >clear all the basement crap out of the way >only different part of foundation >working, chat about what it could be >stepdad the believes what he sees type >get back to work in silence for a while >both look up at odd noise >cratching an scrapping, too loud and heavy to be rodents >stepdad asks what's going on (only lives with us a short while so far) >shrug, watching the brick part of wall >loud snapping sound, almost snap-pop followed by the sound of something large tumbling along the ground >huge bang, dust jumps off brick part of foundation >dead silence, stepdad staring agape at wall, then to me >I'm shaken, seen/heard lots of stuff b4 but not this >pick up wrench and tap on wall >soft moaning, then footsteps answer >icy cold sweat, feeling of absolute dread and horror >tell stepdad we have to go, he doesn't think twice >nope upstairs >decides to tend garden to calm down >pale as hell and absolutely silent we just stand on the other side of yard

Dat house dude...



[980]

>be 10 >Mom and little brother in same room >always wake up at 5 am >wake up as always >Mom tells me to keep quiet >? >mom: Someone broke in the house. >me: Well then. >start hearing plates breaking >then footsteps >me and little brother all told to keep quiet >do so for like one hour >lots of noises >be 6:30 am >noises stop >me and brother scared >mom finally uses phone to call step dad and police >aunt who lives in the house adjacent to ours says she heard everything >expecting lots of broken stuff all over the house >opens door >nothing everything is fine >door doesn't look it was open >electric wire around the house's roof working >nope.jpg



[981]

First /x/ post, sup guise. Currently in this apartment right now, btw.

>Be 17-18ish >At uncle's apartment, babysitting for extra cash >Around 3 in the morning >Uncle has two daughters, youngest one 1-2ish at the time >Hear her talking to herself >Got off couch and went down the hall to investigate >Stand outside her door and hear her giggle >She starts making the sound kids make when you bounce them on your knee >Open door and room is pitch black >Turn on light and she's laying down asleep >dafuq.jpg >Close door, go back to playing Pokemon >Hear that giggling again >Run back to the door >Locked >whatthe.avi >Go to keyholder by the front door to get the bedroom key >Get back to door >Door is cracked >Open door and turn on light >Little cousin is standing in the middle of the room just staring at me >Put her back in the crib >Notice she is staring at something over my shoulder and smiling >Turn and look >Nothing there >Go to leave her room >Turn to the crib to say goodnight >Kid is standing at staring at corner of room smiling >Say goodnight again and she lies down >Turn off the light and close door >Stand outside of door and listen >Hear giggling >WHYAREYOUGIGGLING.txt >Open door and there she is on the floor again >Crib walls are way too high for her to be able to climb out of >Grab her and nope out of there >Fall asleep with the kid on the couch >Find out the next morning that the guy in the apartment above us had a mental breakdown and hung himself >NOPE out of there >Get my money and bail to my car and drive home

Turns out the guy's only daughter died few weeks after birth and wife left him. Still creeps me out to this day. An Indian family lives up there now.



[982]

One I haven't shared before, so here goes:

>Be cashier at a store in a crummy side of town >Car is in the shop, so take the bus to work >Work my shift, notice one of the courtesy clerks didn't come in >At the bus stop, waiting for the 9:30 bus, see the absentee courtesy clerk sit down next to me >Chat briefly, then 9:30 bus arrives four minutes early (checked my cell phone just as it turned the corner) >Get on the bus, head home >Next morning, get phone call from co-worker >"Have you heard? Kyle was stabbed last night at the bus stop!" >Hair raises on the back of my neck >Learn his body was found at quarter to ten with fourteen stab wounds in his neck, back, and head >Realize I was probably the last person to speak to him, and the person who killed him was probably watching us talk >Wonder what would have happened if the bus had been five minutes late instead of early

feelspissmypantsman.jpg



[983]

First time on /x/ and posting.

>10pm >home alone at boyfriend's house >start to fool around with boyfriend >things get heated >hears bf's mother calling from downstairs >Quickly get dressed and bf goes downstairs to talk to mum >While waiting for bf hear a strange noise coming from the closet >ignores it >bf comes back into room >freaking out >says no one's home and that he heard more voices while going down the stairs few days later >goes to bed >usually light sleeper but passed out >wakes up feeling really cold >turns to cuddle up next to bf >bf not there >Sits up and looks around >hear creepy voice from across the room >waits a few minutes >hears it again and noped out of there >run downstairs to bathroom where I assumed my bf was >bf not there >hears footstep coming down the stairs >Screams for my bf >no one in house >Steps get closer and I run out of the house >No one in sight. >Runs to the front of the house and sees bf on front stairs playing on ipod >wtf >tells him to never leave me alone in that house again.



[984]

>Looking out the window last weekend, around 3 am >usually habit that I go outside during Devil's hour >reflection was such that my face showed up normal color but my eyes were completely black and empty looking >suddenly very uncomfortable, actually felt like I was being watched >reminded me of black eyed children >noped and stayed indoors until dawn.



[985]

>Move to LA summer last year. >Sweltering hot. >Make sure my door is closed because I sleep naked on top of cover. >Sleep with television on, always been uncomfortable st night in total blackness. >Loud crack from basement, all power goes out. Wake up in total darkness, terrified. >Light comes on about two minutes later. >Freaking door open.



[986]

First time posting on /x/, and it's not all that exciting compared to a lot of what's in this thread, but it's the closest to a nope story I've got.

>be between junior and senior years in high school >Summer vacation, on a trip with half a dozen friends >At the Great Sand Dunes in Colorado >Parental chaperon doesn't want to go hiking at midnight with us >Hike up sand dunes with five friends >Two give up quickly 'cause they're out of shape >The four of us left reach the top of one of the early dunes, lie down and talk and enjoy the night >I'm starting to feel creeped for no real reason >Suddenly, girl who's talking stops >Says, "We need to go now." >Other dude says, "Yeah." >Every person present is a skeptic/atheist, but we're all getting freaked bad >Trust our instincts and get going >It's dark, but we see a few things that could be remains of a campfire on the way down >Who drags wood up a sand dune to light a fire? There's a campsite for that at the bottom >Hear sounds like there's another group, but dunes mean bad visibility so we can't see them or even know who they are >Voices are a little distorted and indistinct >Meet up with two members who wimped out halfway down, they're creeped too and had nearly decided to abandon us >Everyone runs down as fast as we can >Me and this other guy get a very strong feeling that we must follow this certain erratic path >Nobody questions this, so we follow it >Make it down >Everyone dismisses it as just a silly freak out the next day except me and the other dude who picked the path

Anyone know if the Sand Dunes have a history for this stuff? It was some of the most concentrated fear I've ever had, and got six people to nope out of there in concert even though theoretically none of us believed in anything that could go bad there. I've not dismissed mass hysteria of some sort entirely, but... man, it was strange even by my standards, and I've had lots of strange stuff happen to me.



[987]

Maybe not paranormal but I moved out a week later, took no chances with that stuff.

>be sometime last year >renting a tiny room in a house, fml >finally fall asleep sometime past 2 >wake up to lady in the next room screaming her head off in weird language (no language I've heard ) >stops for a few minutes >instantly freeze up >landlords tiny dog who barks at the sound of a pin drop is dead quiet >she starts again but screams in English "No don't get me. No stay away" >stops for a while >after about ten minutes of this cycle she stops finally >didn't sleep that night >ask my landlord, who lives in the house as well, the next morning if he heard her screams (it was a small house with thin walls) >he says no >tells me she does have a lot of nightmares and talks in her sleep sometimes >moves out with a quickness the next week



[988]

This happened at my old house, my dad died in the basement in 2000.

>Just after christmas, 2002 >Mom finds tape of her and dad's wedding >Watches it downstairs while my and my friends are upstairs playing on yahoochat >go downstairs to play PS2 >Playing tony hawk 3 with five people in basement >Yeah TH3 >Suddenly CDs on top of stereo scatter >Hit wall behin stereo, fall on the floor, ect >Tell friend not to be a jerk >He has a giant speaker between him and the stereo >would've seen him move >no one else is remotely close to stereo >NOPE.jpg >No one will talk about it to this day

Seriously, there was a glass hood on the phonograph ontop of the stereo...and it was like something  just hit it from below and shot everything upward. No way it someone would've been able to get the scatter without hitting it as hard as possible from below or using both hands to lift it as rapidly as possible. No one was near it, closest guy would've had to get up and go around a speaker about 3/4's of his height to even be in position to do this.

I have 2 friends that do not believe in the paranormal, and will not talk about this event. They swear that if they acknowledge what they saw, they'd have to acknowledge something they refuse to believe in.

I know the old man's ghost was in the house, my cousins dog would randomly growl at nothing. And I mean legit, hair on end, full attack rip someone apart mode. When I was on our PC in the dining room, I'd hear our front screen door open, the front door unlock, open and shut...and literally be looking at it as it made those noises without actually doing anything.

My mom swears she woke up from time to time and saw him just watching her.



[989]

Here's one that scared me silly but was entirely explicable later.

>Move into new house, first week there >Garage is separated from house by six feet of outdoors, with a roof over it to keep out the snow >Also separated from the outside by a fence and gate >It's night, and we're out of milk >Extra milk is in garage >Prepare to go get it, flick on lights >Scraggly dude is standing right outside the door, between house and garage, reaching for doorknob >Door is unlocked >Guy has really weird look on his face >Quicker than I knew I could move, lock door and run to get parents >Everyone's panicking because some freak is inside the fence, right at our door >Eventually parents go and the guy signals he wants to talk >Though cautious, they do

It turned out he was just the neighbor across the street, coming over to introduce himself. For reasons unknown, the old inhabitant of our house had used the side door as the primary entrance, so he'd just come that way out of habit. He'd been reaching to knock on the door when I turned the light on, turning up to him just as suddenly and terrifyingly as he had to me. He turned out to be a really cool guy, but that was probably the single most horrifying first impression anyone ever made on me.



[990]

>3 or so years ago >be doing renovations in house >me, younger bro, and sis sharing room in the meantime >sharing queen sized bed with sis >feel her moving around, rolling closer to me >get irritated cus she's practically right up on me >turn to push her away >NOPE.jpg when I see that we're on opposite sides of the bed and she's nowhere near me



[991]

>Walking to bus stop, probably in eighth grade at the time >About to reach bus, I was running late >Hear voice saying, "If you don't hurry you're going to be late." >No one's around. >The voice sounds like a squawking noise >Says it again >Look in direction of voice, a black bird on the sidewalk >Bird turns to me and squawks at me, "If you don't hurry you're going to be late."

Freaked the hell out of me. Haven't forgotten it, probably never will.



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>Wake up in middle of the night, go for a snack >On the couch in the dark, eating crackers >Somebody starts knocking, but not on the door >Sound coming from wall about three feet from the door >Suddenly wide awake >Think I fell asleep and dreamed it, happens again >Think "I should invite it in" >Think that's absolutely crazy >Happens one more time >Finally get up and check the porch >Nothing there



[993]

>Friend has haunted house

I've had a few experiences there beforehand.

>The house is for sale >empty >decides to go in with a few friends >We walk around saying stupid stuff >Making fun of Ghost Adventures >Goes into basement >takes out Ouija Board. >Thinks it's good idea to use Ouija Board >Talks to some "Ghosts" >got a ghost claiming to be person who died there >wrote out my name >Said for me to get out >called me a whore >said it wished to hurt me >shrugged it off >Felt hand on my shoulder >hand squeezed hard >cold breath on my cheek >NOPED OUT OF THERE. >never went back

The stuff that's happened before had also been freaky but I just didn't want to go back after that. I would now, but I'm not friends with that person anymore.



[994]

Rarely come here to /x/ ever but I experienced something years ago and have no idea wtf it was. Maybe you guys can give some serious answers. I asked once before maybe a eyar ago and got troll answers.

Anyway here I go.

>17 or 18 >weekend >sleeping >wake up unsure of time >under blanket >bright light, immediately close eyes >not good enough, it's too bright, eyes hurting from smashing them with hands to block out light >loud shard piercing sound >ears in so much pain >assume fetal position under blanket to bury face to shield eyes while using hands to cover ears >nothing is working >black out I guess idk what happens here >wake up around 10am normal for me >eyes hurt >ears hurt >sweating, not a lot but can tell I had been sweating >tell no one

21yrs old now. No idea wtf happened. For real.



[995]

>Used to take Stagecraft in high school (basically just make the sets for plays and all that) >Cutting a piece of wood in the middle of the stage >The auditorium has a rumor that some girl fell from the Death Star (our nickname for a 75ft high ladder on wheels) and died from smashing into the center of the auditorium in 1984 >Was actually in a play the year before, can say that the middle of the auditorium was VERY weak, like something had to be placed there >Anyway

>Cutting wood >In the middle of me cutting the wood, I hear a very loud, bloodcurling scream >Female, sounded like she was falling >I don't really react to it on the outside, continue on with my job >Freak the out later on when my chorus buddy tells a story about his keys moving from the tool room to the middle of the stage >Didn't hear about the rumor until then

And no, it isn't Exploding Head Syndrome.



[996]

>Be a few years ago, I was 18 or 19 >Staying at my grandma's unit in the Gold Coast (Aussie) >Wake up in the middle of the night screaming, feeling absolute terror >Had heard a shrieking in my ear, loud and thought I saw something >Bit fuzzy and still not sure what I saw or if I imagined it while half asleep >10 or seconds after waking up screaming and throwing my fists around, my ex-girlfriend's phone rings >She answers, asks who it is and then goes pale >Apparently the person who rang had asked what the commotion was and what was wrong >Upon her asking who it was they said 'It's me' >Says it was my voice

Apparently while this was happening I was just sitting up in the bed (After the screaming) with my head in my hands, not saying a word. Asked my grandma and she hadn't called, thought maybe my ex just got confused or something.

Still don't know WTF happened to this day, and some messed up stuff seems to happen in that room. I seem to wake up in a panic quite often when I stay there, and the last few nights that I have stayed there, I've thought I have seen figures and heard someone rustling in bed next to mine.



[997]

>be 12 >going camping with dad >get lost on the way >dad too stubborn to stop and ask for directions >late at night he decides to pull over so we can sleep in car >pulled over in weird place with sand hills >tells me to sleep and closes his eyes >dad falls asleep faster than anyone I know >wide awake. >looks around and sees something move but ignores it and tries to fall asleep >hear movement outside of car >hear scratching coming from the back of the car >weird noise heard. >more movement >dad still passed out >freaks out and wakes dad up in a panic >dad looks around tells me it's my imagination >bull >demands we nope out of there and find the campsite >does what he's told >good dad



[998]

More of a story about sixth-sense type stuff.

>Be around 14-ish, probably >Holidaying in some dead-end town in the middle of a big valley >Place we're staying in is nice enough >My family, plus a couple of relatives staying in same place >Parents show me the room I'm going to sleep in >Doesn't look like anything out of the ordinary >Has a bed, couch, old phonograph in the corner >Get a strange creeping feeling >Something's not right >This room is not right >The longer I stay in the room, the worse the feeling gets >Feels almost like I'm losing my mind, I'm becoming almost paralyzed with fear >Tear out of the room >As soon as I pass through the doorway to the room, feeling is gone entirely. >Look back into room, seems completely normal >Explain to parents there's no way in hell I'm sleeping in that room

Probably doesn't seem that scary to anyone else, but the feeling of utter eeriness was enough to make my hair stand on end... never experienced anything like it since.



[999]

>Be 17 >Heading home from school >Pull up to house and notice blinds cracked in front window >Procrastinate as long as possible to keep my friend from leaving immediately due to creepiness that has happened out the house pretty much constantly >Finally get out of car and friend drives off >Start walking up to the house and blinds close >Walks up to front door and curtain by door moves away like someone ran away from it >NOPED.jpg as long as I could until someone got home.



[1000]

>be 22 >Living with mother to help with bills >she just had heart surgery >father just dies months prior >buy old house built in 1905 with fathers insurance >Fixed up by previous owners >House is on the market for 117K >Buy it for 31K >be investigating the house a day after move >find strange old style victorian key >stash it, don't tell mother about it >one day plug in cell phone >right next to mothers charging phone >go back three hours later >cellphones and chargers gone. >no one else has been in the house >ask mother where she put them >she never touched them >start looking for phones everywhere >no dice >Use land line. >No dial tone, internet's out >Call phone company to fix it >They do >Be two days later >go on my way investigating new house >go into attic >find an old box hidden away >Key fits it >Open it. >Cell phones are there, smashed >Charges are there. wires are sliced >NOPED out of the house for a few days



>Nope