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Back in middle school, I lived in an upstairs bedroom at my parents old farmhouse out in the country. In my closet I kept a couple big plastic tubs full of all my lego bricks. One summer night I was laying in bed having trouble falling asleep, when I heard a rustle from my closet. I was startled a bit but was old enough to figure it was just some lego bricks randomly falling over the way stuff does sometimes. But less than a minute later it happened again, just a quick one second rustle like a hand sifting through the legos (and the closet door was closed). I curled up in my sheets, and when it inevitably happened a third time I yelped and jumped up in my bed. The second this happened there were four quick knocking/footstep sounds on the wall behind the closet (an exterior 2nd floor wall). I was about shaking at that point and needless to say my bedroom light stayed on the rest of that night.

I don't believe in anything supernatural but recalling this still creeps me out to this day.
 
Dawg said:
Did you just keep walking home at that point or did you start hiding or?
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The trail turned into a forest area and there'd have been no way for him to really follow me in a car. I did start jogging home just in case he really was that crazy.
 
When I was maybe 9 years old I was asleep and I woke up when I felt somebody tickling the bottom of my right foot. Woke up and saw no one and heard no one. I shared a room with my brothers, but they never played pranks and they were both still asleep when I woke up. Always just figured it was just a dream though.


Not super creepy, but one time when i was maybe 9 or so as well I was walking around my neighborhood. I saw this squirrel that was eating some corn that had been put out on this dude's front lawn and tried to get close to it but it scurried away. I picked up the corn and tried to lure it back when the owner of the house - an old guy maybe in his 70s or so came out all friendly and invited me inside his house. I told him no and went home without incident.
 
When I was about three, I remember having a dream where aliens took the shape of my parents, along with Steve from Blue's Clues. They told me to jump down this opening in the ground, and I woke up.

When I woke up, I remember distinctly floating in midair looking at the ceiling, and slowly being let down onto my bed.


(could be sleep paralysis looking back idk, but I believed for the longest time that I was abducted by aliens)
 
akira28 said:
house or apartment? those storys creep me out a bit. Especially the city sightings.
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Apartment complex in NH. 12 apartments per building but no more than three buildings were connected to each other. 13 total building in the neighborhood. My building was kind of in a halfway corner of the neighborhood with the back facing the back end of a mini-mall and the front facing a parking lot and fenced in rocky area. There were woods and a marsh, that surrounded half the neighborhood and large sports fields of the high school were just beyond the woods near the entrance to the neighborhood. big hill with two buildings were pretty much the center of the neighborhood too, which my building also faced.

Not really city, but certainly in an area where multiple people could have witnessed it. Only other person that I think saw something is my neighbor, who said she saw the angel of the tree. I didn't make the connection at the time. It happened at night both times, 3:35 am the second time. The first time I didn't check the time.

aHebrewMenagerie said:
When I was about three, I remember having a dream where aliens took the shape of my parents, along with Steve from Blue's Clues. They told me to jump down this opening in the ground, and I woke up.

When I woke up, I remember distinctly floating in midair looking at the ceiling, and slowly being let down onto my bed.


(could be sleep paralysis looking back idk, but I believed for the longest time that I was abducted by aliens)
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That is really messed up. I've had SP a bunch of times and I have never started from a dream. It's always, I think i'm awake, then the unsettling feeling and whatever else is going to happen. The panic, then awake..
 
Apt101 said:
Oh I thought of a second one. I was staying in a hotel room while my apartment was being bug bombed/smoked. I woke up in the middle of the night, just basic sleeplessness. It was a fairly nice hotel frequented by business types. No drunken parties or anything like that.

I went down to the first floor to check out what was in the vending machines. Big fancy kind that holds fresh food with a nice little break area. Already sitting down there was a tall, slim man. He was dressed normally, t-shirt and jeans, but looked wired - like he hadn't slept in days. He struck up some pleasantries and asked me for a few dollars, saying he'd lost his luggage at the airport. I agreed and went about perusing the vending machine as he went on with some story about his home town, someplace out in the midwest. I noticed that he wasn't wearing shoes and it was the dead of winter - even chilly in the break area. After a few minutes he thanked me again, said something like "there aren't many kind people left in this world, and it was a good thing you were kind tonight". He said it very matter of factly and with a bit of edge in his voice - threatening a bit. He got up and left, walked right out into the cold with no shoes.

I was a bit freaked out and decided to go over to the front desk and ask about the guest. The young girl working had no idea who I was talking about. As we were talking the girl got a phone call and looked at me startled as she responded to the person on the line. A man was out front and said that someone had broken into his car and stolen his keycard.

Yup. Crazy guy with no shoes wasn't a guest, had stolen a keycard to get in. Several police showed up looking grim and very concerned, as if they had been looking for the man, and asked me a series of questions about what the man was wearing, if he had any belongings, etc. They were acting as if I was really lucky to be alive. Freaked me out for days.
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I haven't had an experience where it lead to a discussion with the police, but I have had experiences where I've been around someone that I did feel would do evil to me if things had went even slightly differently. It is indeed an incredibly odd and terrifying feeling; those serial-killer stories and movies we all watch come to reality and it's unlike any sort of fear or discomfort I've ever felt, can't even begin to describe it.
 
INDIGO_CYCLOPS said:
Sleep Paralysis, across the board. It's terrifying.

Your story is quite unsettling though.
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A used to get sleep paralysis fairly often, maybe once or twice a month. I don't believe in aliens but I hear some people confuse experiencing sleep paralysis as being abducted. Also sometimes since you're half asleep you might hallucinate, but that only happened to me once:

A friend of mine was sleeping over and was on a mattress on the floor next to my bed. I was falling asleep when I opened my eyes and couldn't move. I looked down at the foot of my bed and saw (read: hallucinated) a tall alien just staring at me. To me, it was 100% real and I'd never been so scared. I tried my hardest to scream but of course I couldn't. I was able to wake up and my friend asks if I was OK. I realized what had happened so I just said yeah, and asked him why. He said I made a little noise, which was kind of funny since that was me trying to scream for my life.
 
I was visiting my aunt in NJ with my mother for a week or so. My mother and I were staying in my younger cousin's room, her on the bed, me on an airbed on the floor.

I was asleep, and my mom wakes me up by throwing one of my cousin's toys at me. She says someone is trying to unlock the door (it was one of those inside house door handles which you can unlock with a screwdriver or flat piece of metal). Sure enough, she tells me to grab the lock with my fingers and I feel it moving. Eventually I start making noise and it stops. We hear some light steps running downstairs. After a while I find a metal coat hanger (closest thing to a weapon I could find in that room), and ran out, woke up my uncle and aunt. They come out, don't really believe us and we talk for a bit in hushed whispers at the top of the stairs. We hear some rustling coming from downstairs so we just close the door and call the cops.

Cops came and didn't find anything and told us it was probably the house settling making noises. We heard more noises that night which spooked us but no other incidents. Later, we found one of the door keys in a closet downstairs and the one on top of my cousin's room (the one we were in), missing. My theory was that my uncle left the garage open when putting out the garbage and someone slipped in and later slipped out.

Freaky shit, because my mom was about to go to sleep and so the light was on in the room. Which meant it was someone going to a kids room at night...luckily we happened to be in it at that time.
 
Playing Street Fighter 2 at a 7-11 when I was 12 against this older teen. I beat him and he tries to take the game from me and I stop him by bending his thumb. He waits for me to leave 7-11, takes me to an alley way and proceeds to beat me up. I'm balling and he apologizes and starts acting friendly trying to drag me home with him. I tell him no and walk the other way, he begs and pulls until I see a polynesian friend of mine across the street. I scream at my friend and the guy trying to pull me home tells me that's his friend too. So i tell him lets go say hello. He tells me he doesn't have time and had to go home and books it. I always wonder what would have happened if I went back to his place and I'm always grateful for my friend Noah for saving me that day.
 
Turin747 said:
I went for a walk at night and could have sworn someone was following me in a car. I turned and walked between some houses and walked onto a bike trail that leads towards home.

As I got far enough along I see light hitting the area around me and I look behind and I see the guy in the distance standing by his car pointing a flashlight at me.
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Hahaha sounds like the cops
 
Not really that creepy but once my friend and I were coming out of a cd/dvd store to my car. Some guys in their car drive by and shout at us for no reason, so when they are driving away I shout something back. Car stops, turns around and comes back towards us. We jump in the car and get the hell out of dodge but they follow us and at a stop light yell "You faggots think you're tough why don't we stop outside and fight?" I just say "no" and we drove off. Needless to say they stopped following us after that for some reason...
 
In college, took my girlfriend out to this park in the middle of nowhere in central Texas called The Devils Backbone. It's actually a really cool spot, beautiful at night. So we are screwing under this blanket, the only ones there, at night under the stars. So I hear this car coming, and we stop and look. It's really dark and there aren't any street lights or anything so this car can't see us. It's a van (rape van), and it pulls off the road near the entrance to the park and shuts the engine off. The van just kind of sits there for a few minutes and we can see the van rocking slightly. Suddenly this guy gets out of the van from the back doors. He slings what looks like a large roll of carpet over his shoulder, and it's obviously heavy and folded over his shoulder. It looks like a body. He struggles with it for a few feet then drops his burden at the top of this long hill with heavy brush/woods at the bottom. He says something we can't quite hear and then kicks the carpet or whatever down the hill. We can hear it crashing down but lose sight of it quickly. He quickly gets back in his van and drives off.

Well, that killed the mood. We waited what seemed like forever and then ran back to our car, paranoid he had seen us or our car and was waiting for us or something. Never been so happy to see the inside of a dorm in my life.

We called the cops and told them all about it, and they said they were going to check it out, but I think they just assumed we were dumb kids and ignored it.

Still freaks me out thinking about it.
 
DigitalDevil said:
In college, took my girlfriend out to this park in the middle of nowhere in central Texas called The Devils Backbone. It's actually a really cool spot, beautiful at night. So we are screwing under this blanket, the only ones there, at night under the stars. So I hear this car coming, and we stop and look. It's really dark and there aren't any street lights or anything so this car can't see us. It's a van (rape van), and it pulls off the road near the entrance to the park and shuts the engine off. The van just kind of sits there for a few minutes and we can see the van rocking slightly. Suddenly this guy gets out of the van from the back doors. He slings what looks like a large roll of carpet over his shoulder, and it's obviously heavy and folded over his shoulder. It looks like a body. He struggles with it for a few feet then drops his burden at the top of this long hill with heavy brush/woods at the bottom. He says something we can't quite hear and then kicks the carpet or whatever down the hill. We can hear it crashing down but lose sight of it quickly. He quickly gets back in his van and drives off.

Well, that killed the mood. We waited what seemed like forever and then ran back to our car, paranoid he had seen us or our car and was waiting for us or something. Never been so happy to see the inside of a dorm in my life.

We called the cops and told them all about it, and they said they were going to check it out, but I think they just assumed we were dumb kids and ignored it.

Still freaks me out thinking about it.
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Wow, now that's something. Did you ever look into it after that? I mean it sounds like you witnessed the dumping of a body, obviously. I just wonder if there was ever anything about it at some point after telling the cops.
 
Love reading threads like these.

I must be pretty weird because the two times I remember getting sleep paralysis I remember seeing this... shadow figure/dark mass thing moving along my walls. I'd follow it with my eyes since I couldn't move my body and I remember thinking something along the lines of, "Oh hey, it's you." in my mind, then just kind of shrugging it off and going back to sleep.

Then another time I remember being on vacation as a kid somewhere with my parents up in the mountains. I slept up in the loft and was gently woken up by something jumping up on my bed. I could feel it walking around my feet and feel weight indents it left on the bed. I just thought it was our cat and thought nothing of it and went back to sleep. Woke up the following morning and remembered that we didn't bring our cat on vacation with us.

What creeped me out was a dream I had not too long ago.

My mom and I were out looking at houses for her and we were driving down an isolated road in a heavily forested area when we came across a house for sale. Turned around and checked it out. Two story house surrounded by woods, no neighbors. It was a stone house that looked like it needed a lot of work with a really old barn/shed thing with a collapsed roof and a fence in disrepair. Half the windows were boarded up and there were shotgun shells askew on the ground and in the bushes. We decided it would take way too much money to make this place nice and left.

That night I had a very vivid dream of laying under the covers on the floor in the center of a dark room with my feet pointing towards an open door. Beyond the door frame was just a wall of darkness I couldn't see past. There were windows and I could see it was night and storming. Then I felt wind across my ear and heard someone whisper, "What are you doing in my house?". I remember stuttering something like, "Sorry, I was just looking at the house... I'll leave after the storm...". I felt the wind come across me and I woke up in a cold sweat, feeling creeped the heck out.

Told my mom that morning that house was DEFINITELY not an option, lol.
 
WeAreStarStuff said:
Anyways, so we are driving and we see prob. about 50 people partying in the front and backyard of this one house as we pass. Realizing that that was the place we drove for maybe 10 more seconds until I could make a U-turn, and then we parked at the house and went to the party....
...and here's the crazy thing. It dawned on us after we were at the party for a while, that no one was outside. We literally took about ten seconds to make a U-turn, and yet the entire party (dozens and dozens of people) were all in the house, and had been. No one had been outside, it made no sense. We all saw it, and yet ...just a complete wtf....prob. the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me.
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Glitch in the Matrix.
 
INDIGO_CYCLOPS said:
Wow, now that's something. Did you ever look into it after that? I mean it sounds like you witnessed the dumping of a body, obviously. I just wonder if there was ever anything about it at some point after telling the cops.
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I watched the news for a couple weeks and never saw anything about it, which is why I think the cops ignored it.

And I'm embarrassed to say this, but I was too scared to go back and look myself. I've never been back to that place since that night. Wouldn't even consider it if I found myself in San Marcos again, and it's been fifteen years.
 
Mine is pretty silly and only scary to me at the time.

I was about 4 or 5 years old. I was sitting outside our house waiting for a friend. Suddenly, a floating mouth appears out from under our neighbor's concrete stairs and lunges at me, snapping at my face. I panicked but didn't scream. I vividly remember seeing the red flesh, black lips, and tiny white sharp teeth getting dangerously close to my face before I was able to dodge and run away.

Once I put some distance between us I turned back and stared at the apparition for several seconds until it hit me: the floating mouth was actually a large red, black, and white butterfly. I had never seen one in person or even in movies or cartoons, just in picture books. I was extremely embarrassed afterwards.
 
I visit people after they get out of the hospital, I've encountered 6 dead bodies so far. I usually show up one to two weeks after discharge. The smell gives it away every time.
 
badblue said:
I had just moved into a new place. Renting a room in the basement from a family. There was a rocking chair in the corner, and at night, every few days I would wake up in the middle of the night and it would be rocking.
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think it was the landlord watching you sleep? ahhhhhh
 
WhiskerFrisker said:
What's interesting is that I always try so hard to start moving. It's as if something was squeezing me down on my bed. When I could finally move I started swinging my fist at the air like a moron.
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Yea it's frightening. I know when it's coming because I start to both hear/feel this constant buzzing and I try to yell out but it never happens. The terror and subsequent relief of breaking out of the loop is like nothing else.
 
One time while riding my motorcycle with a friend, we both turned down this little small road. I had been on it quite a few times, but this time as we came around this corner there was a perfectly intact stuffed teddy bear just sitting in the middle of the road facing us. wtf...
 
Was sleeping over at a friends house on the floor right next to his bed when I was around 10 or 12. For some reason I had this really eerie vibe all night long as was dreading go to sleep. I could not fall asleep because I was almost shaking just lying there. I finally feel asleep after several hours, and then I heard a DEAFENING boom that lasted a few seconds. It sounded like it was coming from right in the room. I was straight up terrified, and it took me a few seconds to open my mouth to ask my friend if he'd heard it. He said it was fog horn, but we live no where near a coastline, military base, airport, or anything like that. He never really acknowledged hearing it, but he didn't deny it either, it was strange. Years later I read about in the moments of falling asleep, sometimes you can heard loud sounds (forget what this is called). So maybe it was just that, but I can't explain the incredible nervousness I felt all night leading up to it.
 
Grandma was visiting from out of town.

One night, it was just me and her at the house. I was in my room, playing something probably and she was in my brothers room which was right next to mine, watching some tv.

My grandma had trouble walking at the time, so she was really slow getting up from her chair and stuff.

So I'm just there in my room when I hear 3 knocks on what seems to be my brothers door so I get up to see if it was her needing some help....

As I'm getting up, I hear 3 knocks on MY door right after.

I open the door my door and my grandma has her door slightly open checking to see if it was me that was knocking..

Checked around the house and made sure all the doors and windows were locked. Freaked the fuck out for the rest of the night.
 
Mine isn't very scary, but it was unsettling for me. I had a day off from work and was running errands during the middle of the day. While I was picking up groceries, a man approached me in the aisle and quickly started asking me questions about myself. He caught me so off guard, I just answered him. I told him my first name, I told him that I was a lawyer and I told him I was married (all in response to questions). The questions were coming so fast, I realized quickly this wasn't normal chit-chat and started trying to think of a polite way to leave. Suddenly, the conversation turned to him telling me something along the lines of: "You know, the police are after me, but don't listen to what they say. I'd never hurt you. Not like they say. I don't want to hurt you."

Then as quick as it started, he told me that it was nice meeting me, that he'd remember me and that I should give all the money I earn to my husband. Then he walked away. I spent another 30 minutes wandering around the (mostly empty) supermarket, because I was afraid he'd be waiting in the parking lot, but nothing came of it and I made it home just fine.
 
Not really that creepy but on Tuesday I had a weird day where I'd think about people and they'd just appear, and it was always a weird train of thought that got me there in the first place. For example, I was walking through the park and I saw this kid smoking and it got me onto the thought of people I know that smoke, which lead to me thinking about a guy I went to primary school with that I hadn't seen in a few years who smoked, this then lead me onto thinking about people from primary school I'd lost contact with and one guy came to mind in particular and then about 5 minutes later there he was, just walking the opposite direction to me in the park. Then, later that night I was listening to some music and thinking about this girl I had been seeing that I wasn't really talking to any more and how much I missed talking to her, low and behold my phone instant starts ringing with a phone call from her.

Also, it's like 4:30am here, reading this thread was a mistake
 
I was roughly 12 and it was really late at night maybe 2am. I was down in the basement on the computer and my parents were up on the second floor sleeping. I hear a tapping coming from the basement doors glass sort of like a "come here" tap. Well i slowly walk over to get an angle to see out. There is a man in a ski mask starring back at me. we are just starring at each other for roughly 10 seconds and then he looks away and starts to shoulder the door. I instantly run up stairs, lock the door, and wake my parents. My older brother comes waking through the front door 1 minute later...that asshole.
 
I've got a couple:

-My great grandmother use to live in this really old, really creepy ranch house. I remember that I hated that place because regardless of where you were it always felt like you were being watched. Well anyways, for whatever reason my family and I (I was really little at the time like 5 or so) decided to spend the night there, and I remember that I had a lot of trouble getting to sleep because I was so scared, but I did finally manage to after a couple of minutes. What happened next, I still remember vividly, I remember being startled awake by the door to our room being thrown open by...something either really quick or invisible. After that I remember immediately falling back to sleep. To this day I don't know if what I saw was a really vivid dream or if it actually happened, but I'm still creeped out by it.

-When I was around 13, my family had moved into a new house, and as with all first nights in a new house, you need time to adjust. Well, needless to say I couldn't, I spent the whole night beyond terrified, not only was I in a new house while everyone else was asleep, but I'd never lived in a house that was that spacious considering for the longest time my family only lived in a couple of different trailers. So I've essentially been up all night and I'm flat out terrified, to the point that I'm not thinking straight, so in a attempt to stay awake till my family got up I venture out into the living room where I suddenly see the morning light casting the shadow of a disembodied arm on one of the walls of the living room. I literally stared at this thing for like a minute as it just floated there making a waving motion but with no fingers, and that was just too much for me, so I ran into my parents room and laid on the floor next to their bed, and I guess got so spooked I started to hallucinate and hear voices in my head, and everything felt like it was spinning, I honestly think I pasted out after that. Looking back it might have been a side affect to the sleeping medicine I was taking at the time, regardless though I'll never forget that image which in and of itself isn't very creepy but still.
 
INDIGO_CYCLOPS said:
Yea it's frightening. I know when it's coming because I start to both hear/feel this constant buzzing and I try to yell out but it never happens. The terror and subsequent relief of breaking out of the loop is like nothing else.
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I know it's coming when I feel a sensation of falling, then I gradually lose the ability to move my legs then arms. I could only wiggle my toes during this time.
 
This thread appears precisely when I'm home alone. :P

When I was around 6 after school I usually was alone in my house because my parents were both working. I then received a call form an unknown man that freaked me the hell out, he started to say that he was going to give me toys, and that we should meet, that he knew where I live etc, etc, my father had taught me the old lesson of not talking with strangers, so I tried to play along while I physically plugged the phone off. It's obviously very dumb because I could just have hanged the phone, but I was so terrified that, for me, just hanging didn't feel enough, I had to actually unplugged the phone and was terrified of plugging it again to call my parents because his call might get in. Nothing really happened of course and my parents didn't take long to get home and I told them all about it. They told me to not worry but of course to always be cautious.

It was pretty awful for my six year old self.
 
Had nearly the same experience as you OP.

I was 9 at the time, walking to school early one morning when a man pulled over to the side of the curb as I was walking down the sidewalk. I kept walking thinking maybe he arrived at his destination or something but the car kept moving forward catching up to me. I glanced over still walking, the man looked at me & asked if I wanted a ride. I shook my head & kept walking this time a little faster but he kept insisting to get in. Needless to say I was legit shook. At this point a woman from the second floor of an apartment complex next to me apparently witnessed the situation & yelled, asking if I knew the man. I looked up at her & shook my head. She then yelled at the man exchanging words, looked back at me & told me to wait there but I kept walking. I felt like everyone was in on kidnapping me.

The man drove off & shortly after I arrived safely at school. When I got home I told my parents, they never let me walk anywhere until High school where funny enough the same situation arose on my way back home from track practice. Only this time I did get in (It was raining, I was sore/tired & I had to cross a high traffic bridge) & I was thankful for the ride home.
 
starchild excalibur said:
When I was maybe 9 years old I was asleep and I woke up when I felt somebody tickling the bottom of my right foot. Woke up and saw no one and heard no one. I shared a room with my brothers, but they never played pranks and they were both still asleep when I woke up. Always just figured it was just a dream though.


Not super creepy, but one time when i was maybe 9 or so as well I was walking around my neighborhood. I saw this squirrel that was eating some corn that had been put out on this dude's front lawn and tried to get close to it but it scurried away. I picked up the corn and tried to lure it back when the owner of the house - an old guy maybe in his 70s or so came out all friendly and invited me inside his house. I told him no and went home without incident.
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When I was in high school, my friends and I would visit 'haunted' places.

If you live in so cal, you may have heard of the cooper house murders. A prisoner escaped from the chino mens prison and murdered a family and a neighbors kid or something that was spending the night. One of the kids survived and was left with a scar on his neck from where the guy um slit his throat. Cooper was suppose to be executed last i heard but was stopped if i remember correctly. He is still in prison.

Any who, we went to the house where the murders occurred....it hadn't been demolished. The pool had frogs living in it. we climbed theough a broken window. the carpet still had blood stains. It was eerie as hell. I just remember how cold it was inside even though it was summer. Very poor lighting but I could have sworn I saw shadows on the walls that would move with no explanation. Worst of all was the feeling of sadness in the house. It just felt so depressing inside
 
Grew up with a forest in my backyard that was a decent size. A variety of different houses surrounded these woods as they were in a valley. Lots of nice houses with views up at the top of the hill, and some other more affordable houses in good neighborhoods below.

Spent a lot of time out there. You could walk to a convenience store, or close to it, through the woods.

One day walking through we spotted a tin can on a tree branch. I was with a friend, we were 5th graders, he lived a culdasac away.. 10 or so. This was mid-day but still quickly got creepy. As we got closer we noticed a bit of a makeshit lean-to type shelter made out of old boards probably found in the woods. We then noticed knives and other odd items sitting in the "tin can" which turned out to be a large coffee can.

There were also bloody rags.

And nearby...

Plastic bags coming up out of the ground that look freshly dug around in.

We poked around for all of 10 seconds before deciding to run as fast as we could out of there. We ran towards the road and took the really long way back to his house as we were going to spend the night there anyways.

We stewed on what to do for a long time. He wanted to tell his parents but I didn't want parents involved. I wanted to go back out there and convinced my friend to do so as well. He refused unless we got someone else to go with us. There was another kid down the street who I wasn't great friends with but he was a tough kid so my friend was OK if the 3 of us did it. We brought from my house; a machette my Dad used, a hurley stick that my uncle had given me (wicked almost bladed wooden bat), and a regular bat.

By the time we got out there though.. nothing. Everything dug up. Boards scattered somewhere else. We almost thought maybe we hadn't found the right spot. But while this wasn't the area I spent the most time in it wasn't the biggest woods and I knew it well. It was clearly some sort of scene, cleaned up quite well.

Basically went on with our lives and mostly forgot about the event. Not long after, we were no longer friends anyways. Still creeps me out though. What could it be? Just about anything. This would have been 1998. While quite subruban, where I lived was also only a few minutes from a major downtown. Could have been some creepy animal killing hut, kid saw us or somehow knew someone had been in his stuff... or worse. Or not much of anything lol.
 
The knife one and crazy people chasing you and the no shoes guy stories are the worst (best).
Jesus christ I'd be paranoid for years if something like that happened to me.

Mine isn't creepy, just startled the everliving shit out of me.

I spent my summers growing up at our vacation home, it was in the middle of the woods (sadly now that area is being filled with villas :( )

It was in a little cul de sac at the side of an unpaved , unlit road with 3 neighbouring vacation homes and nothing but forest on all sides surrounding us for a few kilometers. + some dirt roads.

I'd sometimes go out into the woods after dark with a flashlight and the neighbour's dog by my side, because it would be so nice and cool outside , mostly to get away from the summer heat trapped inside and go for a walk before bed.

Being out in the dark didn't bother me much as a kid, it was exciting not scary. maybe because the area was so familiar (for some reason looking out into the dark from inside did always fill me with the typical afraid of the dark dread)
You'd hear some small animals rustling about but it's Belgium... there's no bears or snakes any other dangerous animals here.

But one night as I was pointing my flashlight around to see where I was going and I hear something and point at it. (if you've been out in nature with no street lights or town anywhere nearby you'll know it gets pitchblack dark outside on a clouded night, like can't see your hands in front of your eyes dark)
What do I see? Something like this, just darker and right next to a tree further away.
https://c2.staticflickr.com/4/3228/2734070611_03d89c927a_z.jpg

It's just a deer but for the first 2-3 seconds before I managed to make out the head of the deer all I see is those 2 eyes in the distance at chest height just staring right at me, it caught me so off guard it scared the shit out of me. (oh the relief washing over me as I saw it was a deer)

At least it wasn't some sinister shoeless guy or knife wielding murderer like the rest of you guys had to deal with.
 
When I was in elementary school I lived in a two story house. The upstairs overlooked the living room and the living room had huge windows which faced the back yard. One night I woke up to get some water or a cheese stick or something and I saw lights in the back yard. I ran down stairs and told my parents I saw flashlights but by the time they woke up to check they were gone. Parents dismissed it as me being a fraidy cat and left it there. A week later my house was robbed.

That house in general creeped me out though. I hated night time there.
 
I've had this weird vague memory for as long as I can remember: a dark, stony room, seemingly underground, maybe a cave or something, lit only by candles, with a group of figures wearing red cloaks and hoods in a circle around a stone altar. And that's it. I don't remember ever not having that memory. I assume it's just a dream I had when I was really little, but I don't know why a little kid would have a dream like that.
 
I grew up in a rural area and lived near our high school for a few years. My mom would work at night so I was home alone most nights of the week -- this was from the time I was 10 until about 14.

The high school had an alarm system that was triggered by motion detectors indoors. Just trying to open the locked doors or whatnot would not trigger them. About once every 6 months those alarms would go off in the middle of the night while I was home alone.

For a 10 year old, that was terrifying.
 
My dad used to believe in this exorcist. He took me, my sis and my mom to this small village once and I saw three to five possessed women getting exorcised. The way they were moving was super creepy. The entire village was fucked up, I was really scared.
 
The eight foot silhouette standing in the corner of my bed room late at night, barely visible in the darkness. Either watching me or staring into the wall, unmoving. I laid there awake for hours to scared too look back at it and too scared to fall back asleep. By dawn it had disappeared.
 
About 7 years ago I was sleeping at my then girlfriends house(now wife) which is situated in a wooded area. I had my own apartment but we were pretty serious and I spent most of my week at the house she rented.

We got into some type of argument and I decide I'm not sleeping in the same bed with her and head to the empty upstairs bedroom for the night. I distinctly remember turning the light off by the switch and drifting off to sleep with no real feel of fear or dread.

In the middle of the night I'm awoken from a sound sleep to the voice of an old woman whispering in my ear "Mi hijo" I immediately freak the fuck out and reach for the light switch. No dice, doesn't turn on. I then run out of the bedroom, head for the stairs leading to the living room and feel a hand on my shoulder which causes me to fall down the steps and crash down into the front door.

My girlfriend wakes up to this and tells me I'm full of it and that I must have accidently slipped down the stairs on the way to use the bathroom and am just embarrassed. I grab a flashlight and head upstairs to see why the light didn't turn on. Both lamps in the bedroom were unplugged. I know I turned the lights off by the switch. Who the fuck unplugs the cord to turn off lights?

It still creeps me out. I'm caucasian and got a D in spanish, so I even had to look up what "mi hijo" meant! (my son).

Eventually my wife and I rented a place together and when I was staying at my apartment to pack she called me one night balling her eyes out " There's something here. I can feel it, it's watching me, I can't be here alone" This women had never before or ever since been affected by a feeling like that. Let alone cry hysterically about it.

I gave myself goosebumps just retelling the story!
 
I might have posted these on GAF before.

When I was 16 or 17 I was leaving Kohls after using a giftcard. Right as I got to my car in the parking lot a car pulls right up next to me and opens it's door. I was basically trapped from walking, front of his car on one side, my car on the other, and then the outside of his door made a triangle around me. I turn around and it's this greasy, acne ridden, 40 year old looking ginger dude. He tells me about needing money to get to his mom for a surgery in Houston(I'm near Dallas). I tell him I dont carry cash. He badgers me a little more, but eventually drives off.


Last summer I was with some friends shooting off fireworks in the middle of nowhere. We had driven out of town atleast 15-20 min before we shot off some bottle rockets and roman candles, kept driving while doing that. Then we wanted to do the big festival ones I had, so we parked off where we didn't see any people, cars, or lights anywhere. There were about 4 or 5 of us in the cab I think, and one driver. After trying to set it off in the cab and being told no, I jumped out to do it on the road. Right as I set it down a figure from a distance turns on a flashlight towards me and starts coming at me, not saying anything at all. It was slower than running, but it definitely wasnt just walking. I turn back and the truck is driving off, the driver hadn't seen me get out, but did see the flashlight apparently. All my friends in the back are screaming to stop cause he left me. He stops like 30 feet away and I run faster than I ever have into the cab. Everyone was freaked the fuck out and we left. Could have been a farmer trying to fuck with kids or something, but it was at least past midnight. Probably will never find out.
 
When I was 17, I moved to a new town to start college. I moved only with my dad to this old house that had 3 floors and a basement. My dad had been living there for 1 year, before I got there. The 1st floor was a doctor's office, which my dad made his. The 2nd floor had the kitchen, living room, the bathroom and my dad's room. The 3rd floor had my room and an extra room. The house felt claustrophobic and to get to my room I had to walk through a narrow set of stairs.

Anyhow, the first day sleeping there in my room I heard noises in the empty room next to me. It woke me up. It was like if someone was walking and messing around with the bed. It was 3:00 A.M in the morning, so I said fuck it and went to sleep. The next day I asked my dad if he had gone upstairs, which he said no. I didn't give it much thought. It happened every night at the same fucking time that week. At some point I thought my dad was playing a joke on me. After that week it just stopped happening.

Fast forward to 6 months later and I get home really drunk. I decide to go to the leaving room to watch some T.V. The living room faces the stairs that go downstairs to the office. The house is pitch dark, and my dad was sleeping. Suddenly I hear slamming doors downstairs, and the sound of someone walking in the wooden floor. "Dad is that you" I said. No answer. I check the clock and its 3:00 AM again. My drunken body just froze at that point. I began sweating. I decided to run to my dad room, knocking on his door until he woke up. He was pissed at me, and instantly noticed I was wasted. I asked if he minded if I slept in his room, he asked why and I proceed to tell him. He decides to go downstairs to check. Comes back 2 minutes later and tells me is nothing.

The following morning he tells me that he has been hearing sounds around 3:00 AM in the kitchen every now and then for the whole time he has been there. He decides to go talk to the tenant. That afternoon he founds out that the previous owner had died in the third floor, in the room next to me, 5 years ago. We were out of there 2 months later. Now, no matter were I'm sleeping at, if I happen to wake up or be awake at 3:00 AM, I feel the most awful chills going down my body. I found out some months ago, that that house is still empty.
 
This one time I was home with my dad and he walked in from the front garden telling me how he was chatting with a good family friend for a couple of minutes. The friend just stopped by to say hi to my dad, then left.

Then a couple of minutes later, we receive a call from the friend's wife saying that he just passed away after being critically injured in a car crash.
 
I was working late at night with a floor cleaning crew rewaxing the floors of a high school when my coworker said "look over there" and all 3 of us saw an apparition of a woman in white wearing high heels and a dress. She walked 3 or 4 steps towards us, turned her head slightly in our direction, and completely vanished. We all froze for 2 or 3 minutes, and then finished the floors as fast as we could so we could get the hell out of there.
 
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