Creepiest thing you ever experienced?
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Yup.. I was about to go to sleep.
Love this thread, keep it coming guys lol I sadly dont have a creepy story (or glady)
Thequietone
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Woke up at around 2 am in the morning and look over into the bed next to me and a (male) ghost was laying in the bed next to me. He got up and went towards the window, turned around and smiled at me before walking through the window. Ever been so scared that you wanted to scream but nothing comes out? Yeah that was my feeling at the time but couldn't scream for shit.
Don't mean to backseat mod here, but the thread title clearly states "Creepiest thing you ever experienced?" - and if its the creepiest thing that ever happened to someone they can go ahead and post it
tokyostomp
Banned
I can't get used to people taking pictures of me.
It doesn't happen all that much but it's blatantly obvious when it does occur.
Damn my hideous face!
It doesn't happen all that much but it's blatantly obvious when it does occur.
Damn my hideous face!
r they strangers taking pics of u
Switch Back 9
a lot of my threads involve me fucking up somehow. Perhaps I'm a moron?
Ehh, I'm inclined to agree with the guy. I realize it can be very scary as a personal experience, but if you've heard one sleep paralysis story you've heard them all. Just doesn't make for an entertaining read.Don't mean to backseat mod here, but the thread title clearly states "Creepiest thing you ever experienced?" - and if its the creepiest thing that ever happened to someone they can go ahead and post it
I agree with this.
SneakyStephan
Banned
Thought of another one, again not so much creepy but uncanny/confusing/surreal
I have really vivid dreams (all the time), I'll dream of crazy apocalyptic storms, have flying dreams, dream I'm floating in space, dreams that seem to go on for ages about giant (100+metre) tsunamis where me and others are trying to flee inland etc.
They go on forever and feel very real.
One of them was a dream of me sitting up in my livingroom couch in bright daylight, looking out of the (big wall to wall floor to ceiling) window 5 metres across the room onto the street outside just below (first floor), And there's a really violent and loud blizzard raging outside.
The sequence in the dream is really short, and it wakes me up for some reason.
I had fallen asleep on my couch and as I startle awake I sit up.
I'm sitting up in the exact same position, looking directly ahead of me at the exact same window with a snowstorm happening outside, howling wind and everything white covered in snow just like in the dream (same lighting conditions and everything, just not as violent a snowstorm).
Sat there totally dumbfounded and disoriented,not understanding why I'm looking at the exact same thing I was looking at 5seconds ago and not sure if I'm still dreaming.
It was such an uncanny feeling and so surreal.
Totally makes sense to dream about a snowstorm if you can hear it outside while sleeping, but just where I was in the dream and how accurate the view/perspective and bright morning lighting was made it confusing as hell to wake up to.
I have really vivid dreams (all the time), I'll dream of crazy apocalyptic storms, have flying dreams, dream I'm floating in space, dreams that seem to go on for ages about giant (100+metre) tsunamis where me and others are trying to flee inland etc.
They go on forever and feel very real.
One of them was a dream of me sitting up in my livingroom couch in bright daylight, looking out of the (big wall to wall floor to ceiling) window 5 metres across the room onto the street outside just below (first floor), And there's a really violent and loud blizzard raging outside.
The sequence in the dream is really short, and it wakes me up for some reason.
I had fallen asleep on my couch and as I startle awake I sit up.
I'm sitting up in the exact same position, looking directly ahead of me at the exact same window with a snowstorm happening outside, howling wind and everything white covered in snow just like in the dream (same lighting conditions and everything, just not as violent a snowstorm).
Sat there totally dumbfounded and disoriented,not understanding why I'm looking at the exact same thing I was looking at 5seconds ago and not sure if I'm still dreaming.
It was such an uncanny feeling and so surreal.
Totally makes sense to dream about a snowstorm if you can hear it outside while sleeping, but just where I was in the dream and how accurate the view/perspective and bright morning lighting was made it confusing as hell to wake up to.
I have a handful of things though I don't believe in the supernatural:
1. When I was around 8 or 9 I was afraid of my sliding door closet being open at night so I always made sure it was entirely closed before going to bed. One night I woke up around 5 AM to see the closet was wide open and something large on the top shelf was glowing green, it looked like a blob. I freaked out a bit and hid under the covers, when I looked out from under them what ever it was was on the floor moving towards me but stopped suddenly like it was startled. I stayed up staring at it until my father woke up for work shortly after. I called him and once he opened the door it disappeared with the light.
2. There was a long abandoned farm house behind my house that we would frequently explore. The creepy part was that the basement was always covered in about an inch or two of ice regardless of the season or temperature. Beneath the ice were tons of posters from kids shows like Ducktales and Darkwing Duck. The house was still fairly furnished including photos of the family that lived there previously, it looked like they left their life there. One small room was almost knee deep full of action figures. The shed in the back was overflowing with computers and monitors. I'd say there was probably 40 of them. It also had a regular looking door in a hall on the 3rd floor that looked like it would lead to a room but it lead out to nothing but the side of the building, no stairs or ladder or anything but a 3ish storey drop.
3. I was about 13 sleeping over at a friends house playing Sega Genesis. We were in the basement and it was getting late so we were about to get ready for bed. He stood up to grab some blankets and it startled his dog and it ran up the stairs. Suddenly we heard the sound of rushing water coming from the back room. There was a bathroom back there but no one but us had access to it. We went into the bathroom and sure enough the tap was running full blast with his dog sitting in front of the sink trying to jump up. We have no idea how his dog got into the bathroom as it would have had to come down the stairs and cross our path to get in there. We didn't sleep that night.
4. I was walking home from my girlfriends house at about 3AM and walked by a house which has a large backyard that is fenced off with about 12ft hedges. As I began to pass I heard something that sounded like 2 people loudly arguing in what sounded like Russian as well as light passing through the hedge. I assumed someone was having an argument and holding a flash light. It was startling so I just stood and listened, as I listened I realized it wasn't Russian but still sounded like people arguing. It sounded very bizarre and other-worldy (sort of like when E.T. screams) and began to sound sort of static-y. It was very loud. The bushes started rustling and the light started flashing more. So I ran past the bushes worried something was going to come through the bushes and it started to calm down. I got to where the opening into their backyard was, but nothing was there. I assume it was probably racoons fighting but I don't know what would explain the lights I saw.
5. Driving in the middle of no where. Farmland and forests everywhere. We were searching for a fabled "Ghost Road" in south Ontario where you can see a "Ghost light" which was supposed to be a headlight that follows you of a biker who died in an accident after crashing into a rock, but we couldn't find it. As the road we were on began to turn to dirt and it seemed we were driving into a forest we decided we should check our phones to see if we past it. We got out of the car for some fresh air and a friend was exploring around. The only light you could see was from the moon. My friend called us over to look at something and brought us to a huge open empty muddy field, probably a couple of acres across. In the centre of the field were 2 Chevrolet Bel-Airs that were in really good condition, sparkling clean facing opposite directions, looked like show cars. Classic Ontario license plates as well. Wasn't a house or anything in sight for a good while so we had no idea why they were there.
6. Came into my room one day to the sound of someone groaning loudly like the popping, crackly "uhhh" sound you make from your lower throat. Searched the room while creeped out for awhile and found a furby buried under a bunch of blankets in the closet. It's eyes were rolled back and half closed with its mouth open and making this un-ending "uhhhh" sound and the occasional slowed down "Waylo-koko! Huhhuh!" and start dancing then back to "uhhh". I couldn't find a screw driver to take out the batteries so I threw it in the back room in the basement. It lasted for a couple weeks.
7. My elementary school had a large pit area near the playground. I think it was made to collect rain water and had 2 large storm drain tunnels. They were completely blocked off by bars and even as a young kid they were difficult to climb through. One day during recess we dared each other that we wouldn't climb through the bars and eventually we all climbed through. We then began to dare each other that we wouldn't walk deeper into the tunnel where it was almost pitch dark. Me and a friend began to walk deeper when we heard a scream from within and saw what looked like a kid dressed in all white run across where the tunnels crossed deep inside. We ran out pretty quickly.
8. Not remotely supernatural but very creepy. I was in LA for E3 last year and my girlfriend and I stupidly stayed at a hotel near MacArthur Park. Got off the subway to see a man in his 30s with his pants down holding his dick, waving a pistol in the air and yelling at 3 14-15 year old girls that he was going to shoot them if they didn't have sex with him right there. He kept yelling "Do you know who I fucking AM!?!?!"
9. For a couple months a few years ago we would receive multiple phone calls a day which would only be the sound of what sounded like a cassette tape running and occasionally someone breathing with no response but occasional laughing in the background. We'd receive this at any time even during the night or in succession up to 3 times. We eventually called the police and they said it was from those Window's virus call scam centres, they have an automatic call system and if everyone was busy with someone it would just go to an empty machine or something. Still scary even after knowing that though.
1. When I was around 8 or 9 I was afraid of my sliding door closet being open at night so I always made sure it was entirely closed before going to bed. One night I woke up around 5 AM to see the closet was wide open and something large on the top shelf was glowing green, it looked like a blob. I freaked out a bit and hid under the covers, when I looked out from under them what ever it was was on the floor moving towards me but stopped suddenly like it was startled. I stayed up staring at it until my father woke up for work shortly after. I called him and once he opened the door it disappeared with the light.
2. There was a long abandoned farm house behind my house that we would frequently explore. The creepy part was that the basement was always covered in about an inch or two of ice regardless of the season or temperature. Beneath the ice were tons of posters from kids shows like Ducktales and Darkwing Duck. The house was still fairly furnished including photos of the family that lived there previously, it looked like they left their life there. One small room was almost knee deep full of action figures. The shed in the back was overflowing with computers and monitors. I'd say there was probably 40 of them. It also had a regular looking door in a hall on the 3rd floor that looked like it would lead to a room but it lead out to nothing but the side of the building, no stairs or ladder or anything but a 3ish storey drop.
3. I was about 13 sleeping over at a friends house playing Sega Genesis. We were in the basement and it was getting late so we were about to get ready for bed. He stood up to grab some blankets and it startled his dog and it ran up the stairs. Suddenly we heard the sound of rushing water coming from the back room. There was a bathroom back there but no one but us had access to it. We went into the bathroom and sure enough the tap was running full blast with his dog sitting in front of the sink trying to jump up. We have no idea how his dog got into the bathroom as it would have had to come down the stairs and cross our path to get in there. We didn't sleep that night.
4. I was walking home from my girlfriends house at about 3AM and walked by a house which has a large backyard that is fenced off with about 12ft hedges. As I began to pass I heard something that sounded like 2 people loudly arguing in what sounded like Russian as well as light passing through the hedge. I assumed someone was having an argument and holding a flash light. It was startling so I just stood and listened, as I listened I realized it wasn't Russian but still sounded like people arguing. It sounded very bizarre and other-worldy (sort of like when E.T. screams) and began to sound sort of static-y. It was very loud. The bushes started rustling and the light started flashing more. So I ran past the bushes worried something was going to come through the bushes and it started to calm down. I got to where the opening into their backyard was, but nothing was there. I assume it was probably racoons fighting but I don't know what would explain the lights I saw.
5. Driving in the middle of no where. Farmland and forests everywhere. We were searching for a fabled "Ghost Road" in south Ontario where you can see a "Ghost light" which was supposed to be a headlight that follows you of a biker who died in an accident after crashing into a rock, but we couldn't find it. As the road we were on began to turn to dirt and it seemed we were driving into a forest we decided we should check our phones to see if we past it. We got out of the car for some fresh air and a friend was exploring around. The only light you could see was from the moon. My friend called us over to look at something and brought us to a huge open empty muddy field, probably a couple of acres across. In the centre of the field were 2 Chevrolet Bel-Airs that were in really good condition, sparkling clean facing opposite directions, looked like show cars. Classic Ontario license plates as well. Wasn't a house or anything in sight for a good while so we had no idea why they were there.
6. Came into my room one day to the sound of someone groaning loudly like the popping, crackly "uhhh" sound you make from your lower throat. Searched the room while creeped out for awhile and found a furby buried under a bunch of blankets in the closet. It's eyes were rolled back and half closed with its mouth open and making this un-ending "uhhhh" sound and the occasional slowed down "Waylo-koko! Huhhuh!" and start dancing then back to "uhhh". I couldn't find a screw driver to take out the batteries so I threw it in the back room in the basement. It lasted for a couple weeks.
7. My elementary school had a large pit area near the playground. I think it was made to collect rain water and had 2 large storm drain tunnels. They were completely blocked off by bars and even as a young kid they were difficult to climb through. One day during recess we dared each other that we wouldn't climb through the bars and eventually we all climbed through. We then began to dare each other that we wouldn't walk deeper into the tunnel where it was almost pitch dark. Me and a friend began to walk deeper when we heard a scream from within and saw what looked like a kid dressed in all white run across where the tunnels crossed deep inside. We ran out pretty quickly.
8. Not remotely supernatural but very creepy. I was in LA for E3 last year and my girlfriend and I stupidly stayed at a hotel near MacArthur Park. Got off the subway to see a man in his 30s with his pants down holding his dick, waving a pistol in the air and yelling at 3 14-15 year old girls that he was going to shoot them if they didn't have sex with him right there. He kept yelling "Do you know who I fucking AM!?!?!"
9. For a couple months a few years ago we would receive multiple phone calls a day which would only be the sound of what sounded like a cassette tape running and occasionally someone breathing with no response but occasional laughing in the background. We'd receive this at any time even during the night or in succession up to 3 times. We eventually called the police and they said it was from those Window's virus call scam centres, they have an automatic call system and if everyone was busy with someone it would just go to an empty machine or something. Still scary even after knowing that though.
Storm Chamber
Banned
Reading Fuan no Tane
Same
Sounds like a rat problem.
I've had a few creepy things go down in my life, but ultimately have totally mundane explanations.
1.) Used to have a recurring series of dreams where I was living some alternate life where I had an older sister. They were kind of eerie in their vividness and continuity. Years later, I found out my mom had suffered a miscarriage before they had me. Just enough of a "what if?" to give me the creeps.
2.) Used to have pareidolia *all the damn time.* Specifically I'd think I saw a phantom cat out of the corner of my eye or in really poor lighting. Black cat, looked kind of like how things look if you see something with only one eye and you see both the object and what's behind it at the same time, but it's not really transparent, you know? It once happened as I was explaining the whole thing to a friend and made me just stop in mid sentence. As a kicker, I never saw it until after our ancient cat was finally euthanized, and I never saw it again after I moved out of the house. Cat was black, of course.
3.) Looking out the door to my bedroom, there was a straight view down the hall into the family room. One night I got up to use the bathroom, and saw a pair of glowing eyes at the far side of the family room. No biggy, it's just the dog. But then the dog bumps her head against my hand from behind, because she was sleeping in my room. And now the eyes are gone. We had an unsecured dog door, so it could have been any number of animals.
4.) My parents ran a print shop business when I was a kid, and at one point they moved to a new location down the street. My brother and I were enlisted to help with the move, and naturally we were ingrates about it (Fuck doing work on a Saturday!) and being general jackasses. We got two mysterious faxes berating us for our intransigence that claimed to be from the prophet Elijah. Parents still swear to not know anything about it, but they are lying liars.
WooHooAlex
Member
When I was a kid, my dad used a payphone to call our house. My mom, my sister and I weren't home at the time so it went to the answering machine. In the middle of the message that my mom recorded, an old lady answered the phone. When we got home, the old lady answering the phone was on our machine.
That scared the shit out if me as a kid.
That scared the shit out if me as a kid.
First year at university, I was walking home from class when I came about a ragged-looking, forty-something-ish guy in the park. He struck up a conversation and because I didn't want to be rude, I resolved to keep talking to him. As the minutes passed, things got increasingly uncomfortable, finally peaking in him beckoning me into a bathroom stall, at which point I swiftly left.
Foghorn Leghorn
Unconfirmed Member
About 3 weeks ago me and my son decided to go get pop about 1:45 am. We go the back way, it's pretty deserted and dark, no houses actually along the main street, just subdivisions down a few side streets.
We make it about a 1//2 mile on that road and start to pass the elementary school, sitting at the school exit on the sidewalk, under the only street light on the road was a little boy with only a pair of faded blue jeans with holes in the knees, no shirt, no socks or shoes. It's right where you start to go down hill and it's pretty steep, so I only saw him for a second.
I ask my son if he saw the little boy and he says "where". So I think I was hallucinating or something. We turn around about a minute later and drive by the spot again and he was still there, just sitting there hunched over with his elbow on his leg and head in hand looking real tired.
We headed off the hill and pulled down a side street and I looked up the non emergency police number. We gave them a call and the dispatcher said "that's really odd". She asked when was the last time we saw him and I told her we were driving past him again right now and hes still there. She said they would have someone there in a few minutes.
So we headed to the store, got our stuff and headed back. We got part way back and at the top of the hill under the light you could still see him, he looked like an ant up there, we pulled down a side street and waited another 5 minutes. Came back out onto the main street and could see the flashing lights up there so we headed up there to see what was going on.
The cops were just talking to him, we slowed down, they gave me a wave and that was it. I asked my son(13) how old he thought the kid was and he says 16, he has bad acne he claims lol(no idea why he thought we would be calling for a 16 year old). We swung by there about 20 minutes later and one cop was still there with him. I had my son look again and he realizes it's just a little kid about 8-10 with no acne.
We never found out what was going on, he must have been scared since he was sitting under the only light and didn't care that everyone could see him. Right across the street is a heavily wooded nature park that he could have hidden in if he had wanted to. I figured his parents must have kicked him out or something.
I didn't pull over to keep an eye on him until the police showed up because I didn't want him thinking we were trying to grab him and have him take off and something real bad happen to him. It was already bad enough us driving by him 3 times real slow, but then again all he would do is raise his head a little and put it back down. It was weird that probably 10 cars passed the area in the 20 minute time frame and nobody stopped or called, I was the first. No idea how long he had been out there before I saw him though.
The next day I was telling my wife. My son says, no dad he was wearing khaki colored shorts. Lol that kid isn't very observant.
We make it about a 1//2 mile on that road and start to pass the elementary school, sitting at the school exit on the sidewalk, under the only street light on the road was a little boy with only a pair of faded blue jeans with holes in the knees, no shirt, no socks or shoes. It's right where you start to go down hill and it's pretty steep, so I only saw him for a second.
I ask my son if he saw the little boy and he says "where". So I think I was hallucinating or something. We turn around about a minute later and drive by the spot again and he was still there, just sitting there hunched over with his elbow on his leg and head in hand looking real tired.
We headed off the hill and pulled down a side street and I looked up the non emergency police number. We gave them a call and the dispatcher said "that's really odd". She asked when was the last time we saw him and I told her we were driving past him again right now and hes still there. She said they would have someone there in a few minutes.
So we headed to the store, got our stuff and headed back. We got part way back and at the top of the hill under the light you could still see him, he looked like an ant up there, we pulled down a side street and waited another 5 minutes. Came back out onto the main street and could see the flashing lights up there so we headed up there to see what was going on.
The cops were just talking to him, we slowed down, they gave me a wave and that was it. I asked my son(13) how old he thought the kid was and he says 16, he has bad acne he claims lol(no idea why he thought we would be calling for a 16 year old). We swung by there about 20 minutes later and one cop was still there with him. I had my son look again and he realizes it's just a little kid about 8-10 with no acne.
We never found out what was going on, he must have been scared since he was sitting under the only light and didn't care that everyone could see him. Right across the street is a heavily wooded nature park that he could have hidden in if he had wanted to. I figured his parents must have kicked him out or something.
I didn't pull over to keep an eye on him until the police showed up because I didn't want him thinking we were trying to grab him and have him take off and something real bad happen to him. It was already bad enough us driving by him 3 times real slow, but then again all he would do is raise his head a little and put it back down. It was weird that probably 10 cars passed the area in the 20 minute time frame and nobody stopped or called, I was the first. No idea how long he had been out there before I saw him though.
The next day I was telling my wife. My son says, no dad he was wearing khaki colored shorts. Lol that kid isn't very observant.
marimorimo
Member
I was in 5th grade and a classmate had just died. Everyone in my class was sad, but also super scared of seeing his ghost (a teacher had seen him with his backpack on the way to school around the time he should have been in the hospital dying).
I was spooked so I turned on all lights inside our house plus the garage for good measure. The garage's light switch was beside where I had sat down to study. But from my position, the only way to know if the garage light was turned on was by walking a few meters to an open window that looked out to the garage.
After a few minutes of studying, I had to go to the bathroom and walked past the window. I saw the garage light was turned off. I thought maybe it was a mistake on my part and flipped the switch. The light turned on.
About 20 minutes later, I walked past the window. The light was turned off AGAIN. This confused me so I started getting pretty spooked and lashed out at my Mom, demanding why she turned the garage light off. The whole time, she had been ironing clothes at the other end of the room from where the switch was. Of course, she said it wasn't her and I knew it too, because I was sitting beside the light switch the whole time.
This continued for 3-4 more times in the space of an hour, with me flipping the light back on again every time. By the fourth time, I was so freaked I decided not to look out the window anymore or flip the switch.
I'm sure it wasn't a faulty bulb because the switch was definitely in the OFF position. Somebody had to physically press it to turn it off. To this day I have no idea what happened or if it was just some weird hallucination. It never happened again.
I was spooked so I turned on all lights inside our house plus the garage for good measure. The garage's light switch was beside where I had sat down to study. But from my position, the only way to know if the garage light was turned on was by walking a few meters to an open window that looked out to the garage.
After a few minutes of studying, I had to go to the bathroom and walked past the window. I saw the garage light was turned off. I thought maybe it was a mistake on my part and flipped the switch. The light turned on.
About 20 minutes later, I walked past the window. The light was turned off AGAIN. This confused me so I started getting pretty spooked and lashed out at my Mom, demanding why she turned the garage light off. The whole time, she had been ironing clothes at the other end of the room from where the switch was. Of course, she said it wasn't her and I knew it too, because I was sitting beside the light switch the whole time.
This continued for 3-4 more times in the space of an hour, with me flipping the light back on again every time. By the fourth time, I was so freaked I decided not to look out the window anymore or flip the switch.
I'm sure it wasn't a faulty bulb because the switch was definitely in the OFF position. Somebody had to physically press it to turn it off. To this day I have no idea what happened or if it was just some weird hallucination. It never happened again.
My parents told me, that in the 80s when my sister and I were very small children, they got a call at like 2:00 am.
My dad picks up the phone and the voice of person sounded like it was on helium. The voice asks my dad. "Do you know where your children are?" My dad responds "yes, they are in their beds asleep." The voice responds "No they're not, check again."
My dad got concerned and went to our rooms and we were sound asleep in our beds. My dad goes back to the phone angry. He tells the man on the other line,"They are in their beds just like I told you!" The voice on the other line responded "What?!!!" And slammed the phone to hang up.
His response took my dad by surprise and he decided to check around the house. He goes to the living room and the front door was wide open. Someone came in the house to kidnap my sister and I but something stopped him. My dad believes an angel protected us.
My dad picks up the phone and the voice of person sounded like it was on helium. The voice asks my dad. "Do you know where your children are?" My dad responds "yes, they are in their beds asleep." The voice responds "No they're not, check again."
My dad got concerned and went to our rooms and we were sound asleep in our beds. My dad goes back to the phone angry. He tells the man on the other line,"They are in their beds just like I told you!" The voice on the other line responded "What?!!!" And slammed the phone to hang up.
His response took my dad by surprise and he decided to check around the house. He goes to the living room and the front door was wide open. Someone came in the house to kidnap my sister and I but something stopped him. My dad believes an angel protected us.
EpicallyBald
Member
Dammit Gaf couldn't sleep, come into the living room to watch some tv and I start seeing all kinds of creepy stuff after reading some replies. Thanks gaf now I'll probably stay up all night scared, my fault for clicking...
That's pretty fucking creepy.
When I was 12 I was playing football (soccer) with some friends on a field next to a car park. A car turned off the road and screeched to a stop on the gravel. The door flung open and the driver got out, holding an iron pipe or a crowbar or something. He then chased us across the field and down the main road, a good ten minute run.
To this day I have no idea who he was or why he chased us. It was absolutely terrifying. When I burst into our house, out of breath and scared, my parents phoned the police once I'd explained it. The police acted and even implied that it was possibly linked to something they were already investigating, because they acted really urgently. That only made the whole thing creepier in hindsight.
To this day I have no idea who he was or why he chased us. It was absolutely terrifying. When I burst into our house, out of breath and scared, my parents phoned the police once I'd explained it. The police acted and even implied that it was possibly linked to something they were already investigating, because they acted really urgently. That only made the whole thing creepier in hindsight.
Some of these stories are reminding me of events years past that I had forgotten about. May as well share, again.
When I was 9 I lived in a neighborhood that essentially formed one giant circle with streets crossing through the middle connecting all "sides". My friend David lived on a street that was particularly curved, so that if you stood in his front yard and looked in either direction the street bent out of view just several houses down. I was leaving his house one afternoon after playing some NES. I hopped on my bike and got ready to race home, as storm clouds were brewing overhead and the tell tale scent of a thunderstorm hit the air. Maybe it's just in my area, but the air suddenly becomes much lighter and colder with a real specific odor about ten minutes prior to a big storm arriving.
My bike had a problem with the handlebars, and a bolt had to be tightened on it constantly. This held me up and by the time I started down the road the storm hit in full blast. I decided I'd cut through the middle of the neighborhood by walking my bike through several yards. We did this all of the time and the people living in the homes didn't mind. The rain was truly blinding, the kind that came down so hard it makes the ground look like it's shooting water up out of it.
Halfway through a yard I got disoriented. I couldn't see but a little in front of me and the daylight had faded immediately and suddenly. I must have been in a yard I had never taken a shortcut through. Through the rain I heard the sound of a sliding glass door and someone begin screaming. I couldn't tell the precise location of the voice, but it was close. A man's voice, angry. I remember feeling someone grab my shirt from behind and tug on it. I took off running with my bike and broke free. I heard someone splashing behind me and what sounded like them tripping and falling. There was a loud splash and muffled cursing.
When I reached the front yard I noticed that it was a house on a steep hill that ran right down into the street - a common characteristic in that part of the neighborhood. I hopped on my bike and raced down, almost losing control on the slick wet grass several times. I rode halfway down the street before I had the courage to look back. The rain was letting up a bit, and back in the yard of the house I could see two people standing in the yard, both wearing red jackets. I had never seen the men before, and never saw them after.
When I was 9 I lived in a neighborhood that essentially formed one giant circle with streets crossing through the middle connecting all "sides". My friend David lived on a street that was particularly curved, so that if you stood in his front yard and looked in either direction the street bent out of view just several houses down. I was leaving his house one afternoon after playing some NES. I hopped on my bike and got ready to race home, as storm clouds were brewing overhead and the tell tale scent of a thunderstorm hit the air. Maybe it's just in my area, but the air suddenly becomes much lighter and colder with a real specific odor about ten minutes prior to a big storm arriving.
My bike had a problem with the handlebars, and a bolt had to be tightened on it constantly. This held me up and by the time I started down the road the storm hit in full blast. I decided I'd cut through the middle of the neighborhood by walking my bike through several yards. We did this all of the time and the people living in the homes didn't mind. The rain was truly blinding, the kind that came down so hard it makes the ground look like it's shooting water up out of it.
Halfway through a yard I got disoriented. I couldn't see but a little in front of me and the daylight had faded immediately and suddenly. I must have been in a yard I had never taken a shortcut through. Through the rain I heard the sound of a sliding glass door and someone begin screaming. I couldn't tell the precise location of the voice, but it was close. A man's voice, angry. I remember feeling someone grab my shirt from behind and tug on it. I took off running with my bike and broke free. I heard someone splashing behind me and what sounded like them tripping and falling. There was a loud splash and muffled cursing.
When I reached the front yard I noticed that it was a house on a steep hill that ran right down into the street - a common characteristic in that part of the neighborhood. I hopped on my bike and raced down, almost losing control on the slick wet grass several times. I rode halfway down the street before I had the courage to look back. The rain was letting up a bit, and back in the yard of the house I could see two people standing in the yard, both wearing red jackets. I had never seen the men before, and never saw them after.
Holy shit.
lordfuzzybutt
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Well I may have told these stories before on Gaf but here I go again.
To start off, I am kind of a godless, fearless person, who basically believes in and fear nothing of the supernatural stuff.
Story 1:
When I was around 10, I came to my uncle's place, which is also his factory for making wrapping paper so it was in a secluded place with only fields and farms around, to hang out with my cousin. We were playing soccer in his yard which has tall fence around when he kicked the ball over it so I ran outside to get it. It was dark, around 8pm, I found the ball in a shallow pit and saw a dog white dog standing on the other side of the pit. I still clearly remember thinking how beautiful the dog was and how I was going to run over to pet it after I got the ball. I then reach down to the pit to get the ball and when I looked up, the dog was gone, in its place was a girl with long black hair in a white long dress just standing there looking at me. I was terrified and ran back to the yard. Hell I am terrified right now just thinking about it again.
Story 2:
I just got my apartment, it was just renovated, everything was clean when I inspected it the week before. Then I moved in, and later that night I noticed a trails of dark red liquid near the kitchen sink which might be blood or paint, which appeared out of nowhere, it was not there when I left in the morning and no one have the keys to my apartment. A bit confused but I figured it might be paint dripping out from the cabinet above, I wiped it away. Then bedtime came and I was lying in bed reading stuff on my phone when the electricity went out and right after my phone rang, with a blocked number, I answered the phone and there was no answer, I faintly heard a breathing sound and then the call was stopped. And right after that, the light came back on. Kinda freaked out so I went downstairs to check the area when I found the red liquid marks again and nope, the cabinet was dry as a desert and there was nothing inside.
Story 3:
When I was in uni, sleeping in bed with my ex gf one day. Now her mother had a miscarriage when she was having her 3rd child, a boy. (my ex gf is first, one younger sister). When suddenly she sit straight up, staring blankly into the wall and then look around like she was in a strange place. She then closed her eyes, lied back down facing me, grabbed my arm and smiled when she muttered "sister". I asked her about it the next morning but she remembered nothing.
Story 4:
When I was lying in bed chilling by myself in my apartment, my flatmate had gone to his country for vacation so the house is empty when there was a knock on my room door, and I can hear someone say "hey". Terrified, I grabbed a pen (lol yeah a pen) and bust out the door, no one was there, the apartment door was locked, no window was open.
To start off, I am kind of a godless, fearless person, who basically believes in and fear nothing of the supernatural stuff.
Story 1:
When I was around 10, I came to my uncle's place, which is also his factory for making wrapping paper so it was in a secluded place with only fields and farms around, to hang out with my cousin. We were playing soccer in his yard which has tall fence around when he kicked the ball over it so I ran outside to get it. It was dark, around 8pm, I found the ball in a shallow pit and saw a dog white dog standing on the other side of the pit. I still clearly remember thinking how beautiful the dog was and how I was going to run over to pet it after I got the ball. I then reach down to the pit to get the ball and when I looked up, the dog was gone, in its place was a girl with long black hair in a white long dress just standing there looking at me. I was terrified and ran back to the yard. Hell I am terrified right now just thinking about it again.
Story 2:
I just got my apartment, it was just renovated, everything was clean when I inspected it the week before. Then I moved in, and later that night I noticed a trails of dark red liquid near the kitchen sink which might be blood or paint, which appeared out of nowhere, it was not there when I left in the morning and no one have the keys to my apartment. A bit confused but I figured it might be paint dripping out from the cabinet above, I wiped it away. Then bedtime came and I was lying in bed reading stuff on my phone when the electricity went out and right after my phone rang, with a blocked number, I answered the phone and there was no answer, I faintly heard a breathing sound and then the call was stopped. And right after that, the light came back on. Kinda freaked out so I went downstairs to check the area when I found the red liquid marks again and nope, the cabinet was dry as a desert and there was nothing inside.
Story 3:
When I was in uni, sleeping in bed with my ex gf one day. Now her mother had a miscarriage when she was having her 3rd child, a boy. (my ex gf is first, one younger sister). When suddenly she sit straight up, staring blankly into the wall and then look around like she was in a strange place. She then closed her eyes, lied back down facing me, grabbed my arm and smiled when she muttered "sister". I asked her about it the next morning but she remembered nothing.
Story 4:
When I was lying in bed chilling by myself in my apartment, my flatmate had gone to his country for vacation so the house is empty when there was a knock on my room door, and I can hear someone say "hey". Terrified, I grabbed a pen (lol yeah a pen) and bust out the door, no one was there, the apartment door was locked, no window was open.
I was in Canada for a youth exchange program, it was late afternoon and i was snoozing in the car (something like a Chrysler Voyager) while being on the highway after a trip to Toronto.
I was sitting in the mid row of seats, with nobody in the back.
Suddenly i dream about a terrible crash, with the car spinning, the windows that basically explode for the impact and so on.
I open my eyes, seriously scared and unsettled, and luckily everything is ok.
1 second later - seriously, i barely had the time to think "fuck it, it was just a nightmare..." - the crash happens EXACTLY like in my dream, with the car spinning the same way and so on.
The impact was crazy, basically we were hit from behind by a car who was going waaaay too fast, while the engine in our car probably just died. Luckily nobody got hurt, but the car was completely trashed (imagine the car trunk and the last row of seats completely gone, i would have died for sure if i were there).
I don't believe in supernatural AT ALL, but to this day something weird definitely happened there... and i remember being really crept out by the dream, waaaay more than the crash itself afterwards.
I was sitting in the mid row of seats, with nobody in the back.
Suddenly i dream about a terrible crash, with the car spinning, the windows that basically explode for the impact and so on.
I open my eyes, seriously scared and unsettled, and luckily everything is ok.
1 second later - seriously, i barely had the time to think "fuck it, it was just a nightmare..." - the crash happens EXACTLY like in my dream, with the car spinning the same way and so on.
The impact was crazy, basically we were hit from behind by a car who was going waaaay too fast, while the engine in our car probably just died. Luckily nobody got hurt, but the car was completely trashed (imagine the car trunk and the last row of seats completely gone, i would have died for sure if i were there).
I don't believe in supernatural AT ALL, but to this day something weird definitely happened there... and i remember being really crept out by the dream, waaaay more than the crash itself afterwards.
Dimitri LH
Member
Reading Creepy OT GAF all night....scared. No one but myself to blame though.....damnit.
Not too long ago I had one of my weird sleep delusions. I was sleeping on the floor at my parents place (I do that sometimes when Im really tired) and I was starting to awaken, and I clearly saw my Dad walking across the room into the kitchen. Felt him pass by and everything.
I go into the kitchen to say hello but it was still dark and I went to check the bedroom and Dad was asleep in there, snoring away.
So what the hell did I see?
I go into the kitchen to say hello but it was still dark and I went to check the bedroom and Dad was asleep in there, snoring away.
So what the hell did I see?
Foghorn Leghorn
Unconfirmed Member
I remembered something else after reading all these neighborhood ones.
Between 14-17 a couple times a month I used to go for walks late at night when I would wake up or couldn't sleep, I just go for drives now. I lived on the outskirts of town and the streets were completely deserted at night.
My dad would get home about 12:30am and after he went to bed I would slip out the patio door. I would head out, always making sure to be able to hide somewhere in case a cop came by. I would weave through neighborhoods and on the way back cut through one where a friend lived. It was a long straight road with a loop at the end.
So I make it to the loop one night and as I turn there's a loud noise, it startled me and without thinking I started to dive/hide thinking it was a cop(my parents would have beat my ass for going out lol). It took a second to get out of that mode and realize it was just a loud noise. I look to where the noise came from and it's coming from the garage across the street.
So I sit down(wtf?) on the curb watching, no idea why I don't keep going, I'm just sitting there trying to figure out what was happening. Every few seconds something slams into the garage door(the ones that raise and have rows of panels with a row of windows toward the top). The door panels bow out from the impact and the windows rattle and its extremely loud.
I was thinking a dog but the speed/weight/size and thud it made would have knocked it out, it never barked or hopped up trying/scratching to see out the windows(that would have been a tall dog). Then I thought someone with a hammer, but the way the panels bowed out it wasn't possible. So I got a little spooked and decided to get up and walk away. I made it up the street and out of sight and it stopped.
So I turned around and went back a bit and it started again. I watched a few more times and left, once I got out of sight again it stopped. I had/have no idea what was tall enough to look out the windows to see me and then slam into it with such force. I could only picture at the time a person running full speed, turning and doing a body slam with their side to create that amount of force.
I guess it could have been someone reversing into the door and pulling forward over and over, but it was a slam and the door went back right away. Maybe a big medicine ball or punching bag. Whatever it was it only did it when I was in sight though. I wanted to go and take a peek but was too scared and the windows/garage was pitch black.
I went home a little creeped out, the next day I asked my friend if the people had dogs, nope. I thought he may be mistaken and tested it out with our 150 pound Rottweiler. I had my brother hold him and I held a treat outside the windows of our garage door, just as I suspected it wasn't the same.
So some creepy bastard must have just been standing in their pitch black garage at 2 or 3 am waiting to startle people. It was real strange.
Between 14-17 a couple times a month I used to go for walks late at night when I would wake up or couldn't sleep, I just go for drives now. I lived on the outskirts of town and the streets were completely deserted at night.
My dad would get home about 12:30am and after he went to bed I would slip out the patio door. I would head out, always making sure to be able to hide somewhere in case a cop came by. I would weave through neighborhoods and on the way back cut through one where a friend lived. It was a long straight road with a loop at the end.
So I make it to the loop one night and as I turn there's a loud noise, it startled me and without thinking I started to dive/hide thinking it was a cop(my parents would have beat my ass for going out lol). It took a second to get out of that mode and realize it was just a loud noise. I look to where the noise came from and it's coming from the garage across the street.
So I sit down(wtf?) on the curb watching, no idea why I don't keep going, I'm just sitting there trying to figure out what was happening. Every few seconds something slams into the garage door(the ones that raise and have rows of panels with a row of windows toward the top). The door panels bow out from the impact and the windows rattle and its extremely loud.
I was thinking a dog but the speed/weight/size and thud it made would have knocked it out, it never barked or hopped up trying/scratching to see out the windows(that would have been a tall dog). Then I thought someone with a hammer, but the way the panels bowed out it wasn't possible. So I got a little spooked and decided to get up and walk away. I made it up the street and out of sight and it stopped.
So I turned around and went back a bit and it started again. I watched a few more times and left, once I got out of sight again it stopped. I had/have no idea what was tall enough to look out the windows to see me and then slam into it with such force. I could only picture at the time a person running full speed, turning and doing a body slam with their side to create that amount of force.
I guess it could have been someone reversing into the door and pulling forward over and over, but it was a slam and the door went back right away. Maybe a big medicine ball or punching bag. Whatever it was it only did it when I was in sight though. I wanted to go and take a peek but was too scared and the windows/garage was pitch black.
I went home a little creeped out, the next day I asked my friend if the people had dogs, nope. I thought he may be mistaken and tested it out with our 150 pound Rottweiler. I had my brother hold him and I held a treat outside the windows of our garage door, just as I suspected it wasn't the same.
So some creepy bastard must have just been standing in their pitch black garage at 2 or 3 am waiting to startle people. It was real strange.
It was my sister's birthday, so my family decided to go for a meal in a restaurant in a near village. It was quite late (around 12am) and we were really hungry, so we decided to take a shortcut to the restaurant by going through a back alley with no street lights whatsoever.
There the only people we came across were an old lady pushing a wheelchair, where a fairly young woman with dead eyes (likely schizofrenic or with a similar mental disease) was sat in a white robe hugging a rag doll. It's so fucking cliche it should have been hilarious, but trust me when I say it left us shocked for the rest of the night.
There the only people we came across were an old lady pushing a wheelchair, where a fairly young woman with dead eyes (likely schizofrenic or with a similar mental disease) was sat in a white robe hugging a rag doll. It's so fucking cliche it should have been hilarious, but trust me when I say it left us shocked for the rest of the night.
sssstententen
Member
I have a few but the one that fucked me up most:
Was spending the night at a friends, visiting. I opted to sleep on the couch downstairs. I had slept there the night before too so I didn't think anything of it, but close to dawn (3-4am) I'm on the couch and partially awoken by footsteps walking towards the kitchen (which was directly connected to the room I was in).
So I assume its his family waking up early to take their dog out or maybe getting ready for work or something so I roll over and try to fall back asleep. Footsteps and noises continue, I'm wrapped up and suddenly I hear someone walk over and she whispers "It's time to wake up" to me". Half asleep I assume its one of the daughters young friends messing with me (they had spent the night as well) so I rolled over and fell back asleep.
Fast forward to the next night, we're hanging out in the kitchen, I'm getting ready to drive home and we're chatting, start bringing up scary games/stories, and my friend casually mentions "Oh did you know our house is haunted". I instantly freeze on the inside as he describes this ghost of a woman in white clothes who likes to roam their house at night, shutting doors, making noise, generally friendly though. I'm just like "nope" at that point and tell them my experience from the night prior and they all go "Yeah, no one was up at that time at all..." I trust that friend enough that he wasn't pulling my leg, especially since the only reason it came up was pure coincidence.
I refuse to sleep at his house now haha, my girlfriend likes to tease me saying "maybe she latched onto you and you took her with you"
Fuck ghosts
Was spending the night at a friends, visiting. I opted to sleep on the couch downstairs. I had slept there the night before too so I didn't think anything of it, but close to dawn (3-4am) I'm on the couch and partially awoken by footsteps walking towards the kitchen (which was directly connected to the room I was in).
So I assume its his family waking up early to take their dog out or maybe getting ready for work or something so I roll over and try to fall back asleep. Footsteps and noises continue, I'm wrapped up and suddenly I hear someone walk over and she whispers "It's time to wake up" to me". Half asleep I assume its one of the daughters young friends messing with me (they had spent the night as well) so I rolled over and fell back asleep.
Fast forward to the next night, we're hanging out in the kitchen, I'm getting ready to drive home and we're chatting, start bringing up scary games/stories, and my friend casually mentions "Oh did you know our house is haunted". I instantly freeze on the inside as he describes this ghost of a woman in white clothes who likes to roam their house at night, shutting doors, making noise, generally friendly though. I'm just like "nope" at that point and tell them my experience from the night prior and they all go "Yeah, no one was up at that time at all..." I trust that friend enough that he wasn't pulling my leg, especially since the only reason it came up was pure coincidence.
I refuse to sleep at his house now haha, my girlfriend likes to tease me saying "maybe she latched onto you and you took her with you"
Fuck ghosts
TAJ
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.
My sister was visiting a friend at the friend's parents' house, which is across the street and a few houses down from my grandparents' house which had been sold about a year before after my grandfather died. My sister had brought her boyfriend and he asked which house belonged to her grandparents. As my sister was about to point it out, all of the lights in the house came on. (or at least all the ones on that side) She said "That one." and a few seconds later all of the lights went off. The house has no motion sensors or home automation and the family was out of town.
Grandpa was really racist against Mexicans and the family who bought it was Mexican. My aunt claims that one night she and my uncle were both jolted awake in their own bed at home followed by the light above the bed getting blindingly bright and a disembodied voice yelling "GET THEM OUT OF MY HOOOOUSE."
Something very similar happened to my dad. He was in Maine and a coworker he was friendly with smiled and waved to him from the back of a plane and then disappeared in front of his eyes. That coworker had just died when the same type of plane crashed in Morocco. At least a dozen other guys later had the same experience. Close to 20 people died in that crash (most of which they knew well) but they all saw the same victim doing the same thing.
Grandpa was really racist against Mexicans and the family who bought it was Mexican. My aunt claims that one night she and my uncle were both jolted awake in their own bed at home followed by the light above the bed getting blindingly bright and a disembodied voice yelling "GET THEM OUT OF MY HOOOOUSE."
Something very similar happened to my dad. He was in Maine and a coworker he was friendly with smiled and waved to him from the back of a plane and then disappeared in front of his eyes. That coworker had just died when the same type of plane crashed in Morocco. At least a dozen other guys later had the same experience. Close to 20 people died in that crash (most of which they knew well) but they all saw the same victim doing the same thing.
Gozer the Gozerian
Member
Yeah my current thought is that maybe it was a mouse or something, but I still don't know what caused the knocking sound, it was pretty loud.
I suffer from a form Hypnagogic Hallucinations usually once (sometimes more) a week. It seems to be that my dreaming reflex takes over before my conscious mind fully switches off, leading to cases of being 'trapped' inside potentially nightmarish scenarios while being at least partially aware of that fact.
Quite a few of these often invoke a very primal sense of fear, especially when they involve staring contests with whatever things my subconscious can create.
What this leads to is being really creeped out when doing building checks on my night shifts, as there's a lot of long empty rooms/corridors and not a lot of light (since I'm turning them off as I go). I always expect something to be there, staring at me.
I think that's why I always found Slenderman creepy.
Quite a few of these often invoke a very primal sense of fear, especially when they involve staring contests with whatever things my subconscious can create.
What this leads to is being really creeped out when doing building checks on my night shifts, as there's a lot of long empty rooms/corridors and not a lot of light (since I'm turning them off as I go). I always expect something to be there, staring at me.
I think that's why I always found Slenderman creepy.
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Around 13-14 years old, me and a friend used to roam the streets after midnight, we were usually going to a school and were climbing on the roofs. We were never really sure if there was a dog strolling around at night but we always were aware to not get caught by the Janitor or to be seen by anyone.
Right next to the school was a huge playground and a park, no lights anywhere. We alway had to go through the park, across the playground and to a fence where we entered the school. We had no problems with the darkness, you could usually see at least what was right in front of you and see some lights from the school in the distance as a reference point.
One night, when we left the school and made our way back home, my friend started to run all of a sudden. I could only hear that as it was extremely dark. I instantly looked everywhere around me and then I heard my friend shouting "RUN"... which I instantly did after seeing the siluette of a shadow approaching me.
I ran like hell and only catched up to my friend when we were already outside the park where streetlights were lighting up the way. He asked me if I have seen them and I told him that I've only seen a shadow. I'm not sure if we imagined things or if there really was someone stalking through the dark.
Right next to the school was a huge playground and a park, no lights anywhere. We alway had to go through the park, across the playground and to a fence where we entered the school. We had no problems with the darkness, you could usually see at least what was right in front of you and see some lights from the school in the distance as a reference point.
One night, when we left the school and made our way back home, my friend started to run all of a sudden. I could only hear that as it was extremely dark. I instantly looked everywhere around me and then I heard my friend shouting "RUN"... which I instantly did after seeing the siluette of a shadow approaching me.
I ran like hell and only catched up to my friend when we were already outside the park where streetlights were lighting up the way. He asked me if I have seen them and I told him that I've only seen a shadow. I'm not sure if we imagined things or if there really was someone stalking through the dark.
metareferential
Member
Sometimes when you're scared
To take a look
At the corner of the room
You've sensed that something's
Watching you
Damn; that's one of the purest, primal form of fears.
Winter John
Member
Years ago I was out for a night in Edinburgh. After the club shut we couldn't afford to get a taxi, so my mate says he's got keys to a block of flats that were being renovated down the Grassmarket. So we stopped off at a chippy then headed along to crash there. Turned out it was one of the old Victorian blocks which had been fenced off and everyone had been moved out. After stumbling about for 5 minutes or so he managed to get the stair door open and we set up camp for the night in one of the flats.
My mate crashed out, so I skinned up and lay on the floor smoking a joint, almost drifting off when there was an almighty bang from below. It sounded like the stair door had been kicked open. I thought it was the cops, so I threw the joint out a window and went out to see. It was pitch black out there and it was silent too, which was weird. I expected to hear a bunch of cops thundering up the stairs, but nothing. I figured it was the wind or some shit and was about to go back inside when I looked over the balcony and right there on the stairs below was a guy staring right back up at me. I fucking freaked and ran into the flat, woke my mate up and told him there was somebody inside. He called bullshit and said he'd locked the main door when we came in, but he got up and I grabbed a piece of wood. We went out into the stair and searched through every flat looking for this guy but nothing. Then checked the main door and it was still locked.
My mate still laughs about it to this day, but I still stand by what I saw and believe that was a ghost.
My mate crashed out, so I skinned up and lay on the floor smoking a joint, almost drifting off when there was an almighty bang from below. It sounded like the stair door had been kicked open. I thought it was the cops, so I threw the joint out a window and went out to see. It was pitch black out there and it was silent too, which was weird. I expected to hear a bunch of cops thundering up the stairs, but nothing. I figured it was the wind or some shit and was about to go back inside when I looked over the balcony and right there on the stairs below was a guy staring right back up at me. I fucking freaked and ran into the flat, woke my mate up and told him there was somebody inside. He called bullshit and said he'd locked the main door when we came in, but he got up and I grabbed a piece of wood. We went out into the stair and searched through every flat looking for this guy but nothing. Then checked the main door and it was still locked.
My mate still laughs about it to this day, but I still stand by what I saw and believe that was a ghost.
Took Ambien.
Walked barefoot 4 blocks from my house in the middle of December in PJ bottoms and an undershirt to a vacant lot and woke up under a dead tree, standing there, staring at its branches a few inches from my eyes.
Had no clue how I'd gotten there or where I was at first. Really, really creeped me out.
So I don't take Ambien anymore.
Walked barefoot 4 blocks from my house in the middle of December in PJ bottoms and an undershirt to a vacant lot and woke up under a dead tree, standing there, staring at its branches a few inches from my eyes.
Had no clue how I'd gotten there or where I was at first. Really, really creeped me out.
So I don't take Ambien anymore.
Doomshroom
Member
Me and a couple of friends decided to spend the night in this old cabin in the woods. We found this old book we started reading from and then i got raped by a tree.
.la1n
Member
Was at a gas station in Pennsylvania and saw a guy watching me from the corner of my eye while I was pumping gas. I thought it was odd because he had pulled up to the pump next to me but wasn't even pumping gas. I shrugged it off, went inside to grab something to drink from inside. I grabs something to drink and turn around and he's right behind me. He says "you look like you work out" and I'm thinking "ok..." then he continues "want to come back to my house and wrestle?" I said no thanks and quickly paid and left. The way he looked and spoke still gives me the creeps.
Only other creepy thing I can think of is my best friend growing up Chris. When we would stay at his grandmothers house you would wake up in the middle of the night and hear the pool balls on the pool table down stairs knocking around. If you actually went downstairs none of the balls had moved. Just learned to ignore it and sleep through it.
Only other creepy thing I can think of is my best friend growing up Chris. When we would stay at his grandmothers house you would wake up in the middle of the night and hear the pool balls on the pool table down stairs knocking around. If you actually went downstairs none of the balls had moved. Just learned to ignore it and sleep through it.
I was at a videogame store for a pre-release event, a few years ago. I was 14-15. Previously I had written an article about the game and I posted it at a forum. Anyway, when I was there a man older than me(about 10 years I guess) was talking to me all the time saying how great my article was and stuff like that. He was a short but somewhat plump guy with glasses and somewhat bald. At first, I didn't pay attention to it but eventually he started saying stuff like "You should come later to show you my NES collection" and essentially he wanted me to come to his home after the event. After that, I tried to ignore him as much as I could but he still was talking to me and he wanted to swap phone numbers.
I'm not sure that he had any bad intentions but it really creeped me out. I'm not the guy that trusts strangers, especially if they're that willing to invite you at their home. I later noticed that he had joined the said forum and he had posted his phone number there asking me to call him. I ignored that too and after that I never saw him again.
I'm not sure that he had any bad intentions but it really creeped me out. I'm not the guy that trusts strangers, especially if they're that willing to invite you at their home. I later noticed that he had joined the said forum and he had posted his phone number there asking me to call him. I ignored that too and after that I never saw him again.
That's because you had sleep paralysis.
Lord Panda
The Sea is Always Right
When I was 4, I thought that I saw, over several nights, my deceased grandmother standing in the near darkness at the end of our hallway.
The memory of it is still so vivid that even now I get goosebumps each time I recall it.
The memory of it is still so vivid that even now I get goosebumps each time I recall it.
ZeroGravity
Member
About 10 years ago I worked at a saw mill for a summer job. In the yard of the mill, there were tons of stacks of lumber placed alongside one another, and if you walked between them it often felt like you were walking through a maze.
One night, I dreamt that I was at work during the middle of the night (which was not unusual as I often worked the midnight shift). In the dream I was wandering between the stacks of lumber when I suddenly realized I could not find my way out. It was pitch black and I couldn't see a thing, so I had to fumble around in the dark using my hands to try and feel my way out. Eventually I started to panic and feel terrified because no matter what I did, I could not escape.
At some point during my struggle to find my way out, the "world" as I saw it suddenly began to disappear and faded into what I then came to realize was my room, and it was at this point I also realized that not only was I dreaming, but I was sleepwalking and acting out my dream, because when I woke up I had my arms stretched out as if I was still trying to feel my way through the darkness.
The creepy part, and the reason why this has always stuck with me, is because after I woke up, I realized that my eyes had been open the entire time. There was never a point where I opened my eyes and awoke from the dream. I was, at least from my perspective, physically seeing the images in the dream, which is what resulted in the dream world fading into the real world right before my eyes. I was panicked for a short while after waking up, and I've never experienced anything like that ever again.
One night, I dreamt that I was at work during the middle of the night (which was not unusual as I often worked the midnight shift). In the dream I was wandering between the stacks of lumber when I suddenly realized I could not find my way out. It was pitch black and I couldn't see a thing, so I had to fumble around in the dark using my hands to try and feel my way out. Eventually I started to panic and feel terrified because no matter what I did, I could not escape.
At some point during my struggle to find my way out, the "world" as I saw it suddenly began to disappear and faded into what I then came to realize was my room, and it was at this point I also realized that not only was I dreaming, but I was sleepwalking and acting out my dream, because when I woke up I had my arms stretched out as if I was still trying to feel my way through the darkness.
The creepy part, and the reason why this has always stuck with me, is because after I woke up, I realized that my eyes had been open the entire time. There was never a point where I opened my eyes and awoke from the dream. I was, at least from my perspective, physically seeing the images in the dream, which is what resulted in the dream world fading into the real world right before my eyes. I was panicked for a short while after waking up, and I've never experienced anything like that ever again.
I've posted about it before but I saw something once, not sure what but it was weird. I was out for a walk in the country with a girl I liked for a couple of hours but we walked further than we thought and it got dark as we were walking home. The first 20 minutes or so were uneventful but as we were at the bottom of a long gentle slope there looked to be a man in a white disco suit at the top (about 100 metres or so away at a guess) just standing there facing us.
We were still about a mile out of town so I thought this was weird as there aren't much houses out there (and most people who live that far out have cars). My friend begged me not to because she was freaked out but I shouted "Hello!" (my thinking was if it was someone dodgy we'd have a head start running away). The guy up ahead started walking towards us and then disappeared. Just gone. This sent my friend into hysterics and she started banging on the doors of a house we hadn't long passed but there was no-one home. After that she calmed down a bit and phoned her mum to pick us up. In the ~15 minutes it took her to arrive we waited in a lay by and 5 minutes later a huge jeep went flying past that would've probably hit us were we still on the road.
Once back at her house she checked the internet and decided we were visited by a 'warning ghost' or somesuch that was trying to keep us safe. I don't know about all that (I don't even believe in ghosts really) but we definitely saw something. This happened ~12 years ago and it's something I'll never forget.
Another creepy/funny(?) thing happened more recently. I've been with my partner for 9½ years now and she sometimes mumbles in her sleep, usually it's unintelligible but occasionally we can have small conversations which she doesn't remember when she wakes up. Nothing scary about that, right? However a couple of years ago there were a handful of 'incidents' that happened over a small period of time. I can't remember them all but the worst was when she slowly and creepily half sang, "are all the kids asleep?" right into my ear just as I was falling asleep. I was out of bed in a flash, flicked the lamp on and half shouted/half wheezed, "what the fuck was that?"
My missus woke up and sleepily asked me why I had the light on in the early hours of the morning haha, no recollection of saying anything at all. My terror disappeared pretty quickly (and we even laugh about it now!) but at the time I was filled with such a deep feeling of fear/dread.
We were still about a mile out of town so I thought this was weird as there aren't much houses out there (and most people who live that far out have cars). My friend begged me not to because she was freaked out but I shouted "Hello!" (my thinking was if it was someone dodgy we'd have a head start running away). The guy up ahead started walking towards us and then disappeared. Just gone. This sent my friend into hysterics and she started banging on the doors of a house we hadn't long passed but there was no-one home. After that she calmed down a bit and phoned her mum to pick us up. In the ~15 minutes it took her to arrive we waited in a lay by and 5 minutes later a huge jeep went flying past that would've probably hit us were we still on the road.
Once back at her house she checked the internet and decided we were visited by a 'warning ghost' or somesuch that was trying to keep us safe. I don't know about all that (I don't even believe in ghosts really) but we definitely saw something. This happened ~12 years ago and it's something I'll never forget.
Another creepy/funny(?) thing happened more recently. I've been with my partner for 9½ years now and she sometimes mumbles in her sleep, usually it's unintelligible but occasionally we can have small conversations which she doesn't remember when she wakes up. Nothing scary about that, right? However a couple of years ago there were a handful of 'incidents' that happened over a small period of time. I can't remember them all but the worst was when she slowly and creepily half sang, "are all the kids asleep?" right into my ear just as I was falling asleep. I was out of bed in a flash, flicked the lamp on and half shouted/half wheezed, "what the fuck was that?"
My missus woke up and sleepily asked me why I had the light on in the early hours of the morning haha, no recollection of saying anything at all. My terror disappeared pretty quickly (and we even laugh about it now!) but at the time I was filled with such a deep feeling of fear/dread.
figadapaura
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Sleep paralysis definitely. It's scary as fuck.
Also one time I left the radio on when I went to sleep, I got woken up at about 4am to some audio from a horror movie. Since I was half asleep I didn't realise that at the time. And it just kept fucking going. Scared me shitless. Turns out they were playing it as some sort of joke/test to see if people could listen all the way through. Bastards.
Also one time I left the radio on when I went to sleep, I got woken up at about 4am to some audio from a horror movie. Since I was half asleep I didn't realise that at the time. And it just kept fucking going. Scared me shitless. Turns out they were playing it as some sort of joke/test to see if people could listen all the way through. Bastards.
gaming_noob
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When I was 12, I used to go home for lunch as I lived 3 min away from school. I was walking alone one afternoon when I was aproached by a man who appeared to be in his late teens or early 20s. He asked me for directions to a street - my street - so I pointed him to the direction. He asked me again and this time he walked closer to me. I stepped back and pointed again and walked away. The creepy thing about this is I recognized that man - he lived about 15 houses down my street.
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