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[HeisenbergLannister]

-when I was in 2nd grade, for whatever reason I looked through my bedroom blinds to find this pair of eyes that where intense green behind the window. Must have been a cat, but I've had cats before that and I'd never seen eyes like that.

This is similar to mine. It was about five or six years ago, and I was sitting at my computer desk in my room while on my laptop. There's a window right above this location, which on the outside is probably eight feet off the ground if you're standing outside. I heard a little rustle and looked up to see two glowing eyes looking back at me. I yelled out "what the fuck?!" and nearly fell backwards in the chair, when my eyes finally focused more and I realized it was a cat sitting on the outside of the window. I finally calmed down and got my heartbeat back to normal, but there for a few seconds I nearly shit myself at the terror of someone on a ladder or something some 8+ feet tall was staring through my window.

Now that cat has kinda "moved in" and stays here outside, lol.

 

[IAmRandom31]

Me and my ex were at the movies watching The Grudge. We get home and were outside at the car making out and all that good stuff. Suddenly a cat lands on the car behind me and hisses real fuckin loud. We both somehow ended up at the front door 100ft. away in like .5 seconds. I still don't know how that happened, but yeah, we turn around and the cat is just staring at us doing that low toned sound cats make sometimes.

Crazy thing is the cat LANDED on the top of the car like it jumped from something but there wasn't a damn thing around the car for it to jump from.

Also, I was 8 years old and just watched Fire in the Sky. I was a dumb kid. For the next 2 weeks, I had a hard time sleeping but lord, there must of been an epidemic of crime in the neighborhood because I sure as hell saw a ton more colored strobing lights outside the window those weeks then normal lol

 

[Krejlooc]

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.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Exploding_head_syndrome

 

[Androidsleeps]

Some really creepy stories here. I, myself, never experienced something creepy/spooky worth telling but I wanna share this with Gaf.

There is this town in my country that have been completely abandoned by original residents in the 70s/80s. The "official" story is that all the residents moved to more modern areas/houses due to the Oil boom in the country (the UAE). However, some people say it's because the entire town is haunted. What's interesting to me is that while most houses there are quite old and simple there is this mansion that was built in recent times by some rich guy, who abandoned it short after.

The mansion:

Some newspaper tried to investigate this mansion but the security guard there wouldn't let them near the property. Why would someone build a mansion in what is basically a ghost town (there's no working street lights there making the town really dark at night)?

Illuminati? Eyes Wide Shut orgies?
Who knows. I aalways wanted to visit but my friends are too chicken shit to go into that town.

 

[Carcetti]

I was young, maybe 5 or 6, a tourist in N. Africa. We were on the beach and I got a real bad urge to go the bathroom. The only place to go was this swath of thorny bushes and I walked there alone. I was just about to get the relief when looking down I noticed that a gigantic insect was burrowing out of the sand exactly between my feet. It was longer than my foot at the time. It's one of the most vivid memories of my childhood.

 

[Inkvoterad]

I get sleep paralysis fairly often (mostly around times when im stressed out and nervous about stuff) but once last year was really terrifying. I think it might even have been one of the first time it happened. But anyway.

I was laying in my bed and had been listening to music and was pretty much just snoozing off to some tv-show on netflix. When (what i assume) i eventually fell asleep i suddently "woke up" and couldnt really move anything. However i knew a guy who told me stories of when this happened and he said that if it ever happens just "be calm, and dont think negative shit, that's when it gets bad" so i simply tried to stay calm, even though me not being able to move made me really panicky. i can get almost mental if i cant move my body freely, one of my biggest fears simply not being able to move, hence why i also fear ever getting arrested because i simply dont think i could handle being calm with being tied down.

But yeah i managed to stay rather calm but i started hearing an increasing noise, like that one when slender man gets near you in slender? I didnt think that but that would be the easiest explanation of the noise. While this noise got louder and louder my body felt like it was vibrating more and more, and i started seeing some black form get closer from my right eye.
And in all this damn madness, in this noise i suddently started hearing what seemed to be a waterfall. It got louder and louder and it eventually calmed me down until i guess i just fell asleep and woke up again some minutes later.

It was a really interesting experience. But similar things do happen from time to time and it can get rather uncomfortable, but i've kinda learned to cope with it i guess.

 

[Zombine]

Back In high school, I had this one buddy who lived in a converted morgue and funeral parlor which had been here since the 1700s. He had always told us stories about how his home was incredibly haunted, and that he would see orbs and shadows and people and that electronics would start by themselves regularly in the house.

Come Junior year, we were all pretty heavy into partying, smoking, and having parties and whatnot, and we had decided to start using his home as our crash pad because his family was never home, and that they were liberal and didn't give a shit to begin with.

When we started partying there, we would always get shitfaced and walk to the old cemetery which was maybe 4 or so houses down, and we would go walk around and "ghost hunt." Mind you, this was around 06-08 when paranormal shows were popular, and we just wanted to dick around and do similar things for a scare.

So, on the first occasion we visited, before we even had a drink or got high, we decided to walk the cemetery in the dead of night. This thing was straight out of a Stephen King novel. Rolling hills, enclosed by trees like a fortress, and it managed to go back into the land forever. It was one of the creepiest places I think I've seen in my entire life.

Anyways, we decide to walk down the main
Path which leads to the moseliums, and all of us decide to walk into one of the disturbed crypts and sit around and chill. Nothing incredibly out of the ordinary was happening, so we said fuck it and decided to get back to the house and go party.

As all of us begin to walk back up the path, one of my buddies mentions that down the hill, there is now a glowing lantern down by one of the headstones off into the distance. Initially, we all called bullshit and told him to shut his mouth, but when we looked there was actually a little flame near the stone. All of us looked at this light in shock, and we started to walk faster to get out of there sooner. We made a joke out of it and most of us did that nervous laugh and were like "what the fuck is that? Haha. What the fuck?!" So we keep speed walking to the main entrance which was this big gate, and all of a sudden my buddy goes "holy fuck." We all looked at him and saw that he was pointing to the trees maybe 40-50 feet away from the gate, and there was the shadow of a tall man looking in our direction.

We ran for dear life. It was a fucking mess. Some of us fell on the gravel, I could hardly run because at the time I was out of shape so I'm whispering "slow down! I can't keep up" and one of the kids lost their shoe.

We all eventually made it to the house, and had a good laugh about what we saw, even though we were all freaked the fuck out. So we start to get out the drinks, and here's where the night continues. As we begin drinking, the microwave in my buddy's kitchen keeps turning on and off. We were like "what the fuck is that?" He said "see, I told you this shit happens." So every hour or so you could hear the door on the microwave latch shut, and it would beep. After that, not a whole lot happened for a while. We sat there, laughed, drank, and went about business as usual.

So we throw on a stupid movie, and we are all just chilling in the dark in the living room, and all of a sudden the one door in the living room slams and we heard scratching on the other side. All of us jumpped, and we slammed the door open and nobody was on the other side. We all looked at one another like "what the fuck?" And somehow, be in the power of alcahol or weed, we went about like nothing happened.

At one point near the end of the night, one of my friends got way too drunk. He was falling over and started spouting some bullshit about a man standing around looking at us, and that he was dressed in this old Victorian looking clothing, and that his name was Luke and that he followed us from the cemetery. This bothered us so bad my one buddy threatened to punch him if he didn't shut up.

We all decided it was time for bed, so we all crashed but nobody could sleep. I laid there and tried to build a protective layer of blankets around me because I was so freaked, and I slept with the main blanket over my head. The strange part was that the moment all the lights went out and people actually started falling asleep, you could tell that there was a heavy feeling in the room. You could feel something, whatever it was, watching you. Eventually, I got so freaked I passed out, and woke up around 10 the following morning.

At 12 or so, we all got ourselves together, had some Dunkin donuts, and talked about the previous night. We brought up all the shit that happened, had a good laugh, and tried to enjoy the rest of our weekend.

Before we all left, we felt like we had to have a walk. Nobody felt particularly well, so we thought fresh air would be the best. We decided that now that it's daytime, we should go back to the cemetery and go to the spot we saw the lantern at.

So we walked past the gate, walked down to the spot we were at, and pointed at the grave we saw the light coming from. From the angle we had saw the light previously, we only saw the back of the stone and the light hovering near it. We had mentioned to my one buddy that he said that someone had followed us from the cemetery, and he just kind of looked at us like "I don't remember."

So we walk down to the spot, find the exact grave, and we all turned around to see what name was written on the front of the burial site. The stone was limestone and it had been destroyed by the elements, but we all gathered around and looked at it and we could make out the first name:

"Luke

1745-1789"

 

[Dawg]

That's one crazy story, Zombine.

 

[Zombine]

That's one crazy story, Zombine.

I tried to go back to that place a few times afterwards. I couldn't get over it and the events at his home never stopped. It wasn't a welcoming place. There was always a sense of heaviness and dread on the property and it made for an uncomfortable evening. He ended up taking offence to it and we are no longer friends. It's a sad story, but I'll never forget that day specifically.

 

[Terra]

Saturday night. Home alone in my apartment, in my favourite chair. One lamp lit. Getting darker outside.
And I stumble upon this thread. Love you GAF!

 

[FryHole]

When I was about 10, me and my brother had a bunk bed - I was top bunk. One night I went bed before him, and about 10 minutes after getting into bed I heard breathing below me. I figured I must've dropped off and he'd come bed too - I leaned over and nope, he wasn't there. I couldn't hear the breathing as I looked over the side, either.

I laid back down, and a few seconds later heard the breathing again. Looked over the side - his bed remained empty, of course. Although the breathing sound had once again stopped, this time it began again while I was still looking over, and it seemed to be from under the bed. I shot back upright, freaked out, and after a minute or so, the breathing continued. Then, I heard a low chuckle, proper throaty stuff, sounding to me like it was designed to unnerve.

It took me a minute or so to brace myself, during which time the breathing stopped again, and then I leapt - and I mean leapt, salmon upstream style - from the bed and dashed downstairs.

My brother was there, watching TV. We were the only ones in the house at the time. I watched the film with him to the end before we both went to bed, and I never mentioned what had happened. No more breathing was heard, and happily nothing reached up to murder him in the night.

While I'm sure much of this - especially the laugh - was my mind having a momentary freakout, I would swear I was awake for all of it.

 

[MickD]

My friend "Christina Marie Morris" is currently missing. This is probably the creepiest thing in my life. Should I start a thread? I'm getting help in another sleuth community... FB seems to be a dead end... so many unanswered questions!

http://abcnews.go.com/US/search-continues-texas-woman-vanished-party/story?id=25311299

 

[Lazyslob]

i love scary stories

 

[john whiteguy84]

Was working nights in the Capitol in Washington DC, and we were running fiber optic cable through the fall out shelter they have in there. Well me and the guy I was working with kept hearing a banging noise, like a door slamming. So I set my phone up to look down the hallway it was coming from, and sure enough there was a door opening and closing all by itself..... freaks me out to this day

 

[Hyperzephyrian]

When I was was younger I had a neighbor kid a little older then me who I very rarely saw. My mother told me a story about how when he was younger he was driving home with his father, who was a cop, and apparently he found his dad's pistol in the back seat and was playing with it, pointed it at his dad, and shot him. He died. Well anyway, this kid lived next to me for like 7 or 8 years and I saw him maybe twice. The creepy thing is that in the morning we'd often see various toys, or shoes, or other things in their lawn that weren't there the previous night. So my sisters and me surmised that he must come out at night and play by himself. It was a sad and lonely thought. We also made up a story about how his house was filled with bats.

This might be the saddest thing I've ever read.

 

[Deleted member 80556]

Goddamit, Dawg, I ain't sleeping tonight.

I tried to go back to that place a few times afterwards. I couldn't get over it and the events at his home never stopped. It wasn't a welcoming place. There was always a sense of heaviness and dread on the property and it made for an uncomfortable evening. He ended up taking offence to it and we are no longer friends. It's a sad story, but I'll never forget that day specifically.

You mean the friend who lived in that house?

 

[bonesmccoy]

About 4 years ago, I woke up around 1 or 2 am to take a piss. I groggily make it from bedroom to bathroom, keeping the lights off because we have night-lights everywhere in the house for the kids so the place is already well illuminated at night. I find the toilet and take care of business. I finish, flush, do a quick midnight-wash of the hands and turn around to leave the bathroom and return to my bed.

Standing, or sitting rather, in the doorway to the hall is a 'dog'. I call it a dog because that's the first thing that came to mind as I tried to understand what I was seeing. But this 'dog' is huge, quite easily almost as tall as me, and I'm 5'8. So I pause, startled but more confused, because I know this 'dog' can't be there and besides, the shape of it is hard to define, and it's colour is pitch black, darker than everything else around it. The head looks more round like a person's, but on a body of a sitting dog. A moment passes and then blip, its gone.

I stand there for a bit, then get back to my room and rouse and tell my wife, who chides me for trying to scare her, then drift off into an uncomfortable sleep.

Since then and before, I've never experienced anything like it. For me it's less creepy than it is just weird, though my wife now refuses to stay in the room when I tell people the story.

 

[ffejeromdiks]

Goddamn Zombine's story is fucked up, how you guys continued to party while a fuckin' horror movie occurred around you is insane.

 

[jph139]

A year or two ago it was the middle of the night, and I was washing up in the bathroom when I heard a sort of crying outside the bathroom window. It sounded like an abandoned baby - that was my initial thought. I figured I was just hearing things, but it wouldn't stop... eventually I got to the point where I was afraid I'd have to go check just to make sure there wasn't actually an abandoned baby outside. But then the cry started to turn more into a screech... and I realized it was just two cats fighting (or banging?) in my backyard. Fuckin' cats.

Also I had a brief sleep paralysis sort of thing... saw my roommate leaning over my bed, but he was super tall and thin and vampire-like. Couldn't make a noise either - wanted to scream but it was just sort of little "waugh!" noises, but I could move fine, so I waved my arms at it and the whole thing vanished or whatever. I can only imagine how terrifying it'd have been if I couldn't move... ugh.

 

[dr3upmushroom]

I tried to go back to that place a few times afterwards. I couldn't get over it and the events at his home never stopped. It wasn't a welcoming place. There was always a sense of heaviness and dread on the property and it made for an uncomfortable evening. He ended up taking offence to it and we are no longer friends. It's a sad story, but I'll never forget that day specifically.

That sucks Didn't you mention that he felt the weird atmosphere to?

 

[jacksnap]

- A family member of mine died and while in my hometown during the services and whatnot I was looking through their electronics, specifically their laptop. They had password protected the hard drive and encrypted it, and there was no getting past it, no retrieval, nothing except knowing the password. I tried a bunch of guesses, looked through paperwork where they might've written it down, nothing. I left my hometown to where I live now, but a few weeks later I had a very, very elaborate dream. That family member and I spent time together, hung out like we used to, and eventually I became lucid and realized I was in a dream, and asked them what their laptop password was, and they told me. When I woke up, I immediately wrote it down, for the next time I'd be in my hometown.

A few months later that time came and the night after I arrived, I went to the laptop and tried the password...

Spoiler

It didn't work, of course. I took the hard drive out and am now using that laptop to write this very post.

- I wrote something and after posting it online I received an email from a fellow who wanted to know where I had gotten a phrase I wrote, saying that they had heard it from a woman in a especially vivd dream, and desperately wanted to know if I knew that woman, was I maybe married to her? Had I gotten the same dream? He needed to know, he needed to find her or at least know she existed. I suspected that they suffered from some mental illness, and wrote a careful reply that no, I had just made it up, didn't know any woman, and that it was a common phrase. I wished him well, and they thanked me in return for my reply, adding that they were sad but that it also provided some closure.

 

[Coolwhip]

One thing I noticed that some people have a lot of creepy stories. Could it be there is something going on in your own brain that causes them?

 

[Dusk Golem]

I have stories that sound creepy but I wasn't really creeped out at the time, or things that don't make interesting stories but creeped me out heavily at the time.

Here's probably the creepiest story I have that I think belongs to both.

I was on a trip to Mount Saint Helen's and had rented a cabin out in the middle of absolutely nowhere, away from the main roads, deep in the forest. There were a few cabins for rent here and one building for food/recreational activity/owner to stay, but it was otherwise just nowhere. There were no bathrooms in the cabins, but two outhouses outdoors between the few cabins. We ended up staying here for two days as opposed to the onebwe were expecting as the mountain parh we had planned to visit was closed off for a snow slide and being too icy and dangerous.

That night, it was cold eve inside the cabin with a fire started, but I needed to go to the restroom. I put on a jacket, grabbed a flashlight, turned on the porch light, and walked to the outhouse, which was a good 100 or so meters away. However, off in the distance at another cabin there was a guy, or a figure of a guy, just standing there on his porch under a light in the dark, looking like a shadowy figure just standing there. I quickly went to te outhouse and finished, didn't take more than a few minutes, but when I can out the porch light was still on but the guy was gone. I thought nothing of it but that it was a bit amusingly creepy, unintentionally so.

The next day I went to take a hike, it was still layered with snow and cloudy but it was a bit warmer, and the forest wasn't too dense or uneven. So I just walked, took a compass as map just in case, but didn't trail too far. However, as I walked I saw movement in the trees in the distance. I thought it might be a deer or something, but it was something a bit bigger and white. I lost sight of it however, and thought I should move closer to camp just in case.

It was the that night when I went to the outhouse again. I went with no problem, the other porch light was on but no one was thers, and just used the outhouse. However, as I went out, I noticed there was a glow coming from the forest. Not very big, but I noticed it, and decide to investigate. I kept my flashlight abou me and approached, though I misjudged distance as it turned out to be further away than I expected. I went to catch my breath in the cold for a sec when I noticed something in the glow of my flashlight. Sprinkles of blood, in the snow. For a second I panicked, but then calmed down and figured it was an animal that probably was bleeding and on the run, we are in nature and animals attack other animals. I passed it off and continued. But I grew with some more anxiety as more blood sprinkles were along the path I was taking, and as I was making it out, footsteps in the snow. As in multiple. I decided to get just a little bit closer, but not too close.

From the distance I could make out a fire, some strange set-up, and what looked like figures in white cloaks. It hit me this must be a cult or something and quickly scurried away.

As I got back to my cabin, the figure of a person was back on the porch pointed my direction but motionless. I just went back inside and had difficulty sleeping. The snow thawed enough by the next morning and we were able to continue up the mountain. I didn't see the figures or anything after that, and only told the others I was with in the cabin until after the fact. It was creepy as fuck.

 

[Lazyslob]

This might be the saddest thing I've ever read.

yeah thats pretty depressing.

About 4 years ago, I woke up around 1 or 2 am to take a piss. I groggily make it from bedroom to bathroom, keeping the lights off because we have night-lights everywhere in the house for the kids so the place is already well illuminated at night. I find the toilet and take care of business. I finish, flush, do a quick midnight-wash of the hands and turn around to leave the bathroom and return to my bed.

Standing, or sitting rather, in the doorway to the hall is a 'dog'. I call it a dog because that's the first thing that came to mind as I tried to understand what I was seeing. But this 'dog' is huge, quite easily almost as tall as me, and I'm 5'8. So I pause, startled but more confused, because I know this 'dog' can't be there and besides, the shape of it is hard to define, and it's colour is pitch black, darker than everything else around it. The head looks more round like a person's, but on a body of a sitting dog. A moment passes and then blip, its gone.

I stand there for a bit, then get back to my room and rouse and tell my wife, who chides me for trying to scare her, then drift off into an uncomfortable sleep.

Since then and before, I've never experienced anything like it. For me it's less creepy than it is just weird, though my wife now refuses to stay in the room when I tell people the story.

i think its common. sometimes when i wake up late at night i would see areas that are darker than others. especially at night when your mind is more willing to scare the shit out of you.

 

[AlteredForms]

Well, here is my story:
I was around 11-12 with a friend at my grandpa's garage and we were drawing. My friend drew a big red eye and when I asked him what eye is that he replies: 'it's the eye of the satan'. When he finished his sentenced the drawing of a saint my grandpa hung in the wall, fell down together with the nail that was keeping it in place. We looked at each and started running like crazy.

 

[Fireball20]

I was staying in a motel one night. I lie down on the bed with a magazine and masturbated. Then I took a shower and lie back on the bed in my underwear. The phone rang, and I answered. Male voice said, "Hey my wife said she watched you jack off and she liked it. She wants to come over and give you a blowjob." I sat in stunned silence for a few seconds, then said, "No thanks," and hung up. I had checked the curtains before and they were very closed. I got up after the call and checked again, there was no way anyone could see inside. The only possibility was that maybe there was some slight angle someone could see in from outside, but that would take a hell of a lot of effort, and I just couldn't see how they could see in. Creeped me right out.

 

[timmaysmittay]

My girlfriend and I were hanging out in our living room one night and when we went to our bedroom to crash for the evening one of the glasses on the bedside table had been broken.

We just walked in the room and she said "what's up with that?" and pointed at the glass. I just said "you didn't do that?" and a huge chill ran down my spine. Weirdest thing though, I would have just assumed it was our dogs breaking stuff on accident but the glass hadn't been knocked over, when we came in the room it had shattered but remained standing.

Really fucking weird, I'm the first guy to try and find an explanation for this kind of stuff but I can't figure it out, it's like it shattered on it's own. Even weirder, the part of the glass that shattered broke into two big pieces and we found one on the foot of our bed about 5 feet away and the other in the living room next to our coffee table, which was right where we were sitting the whole night.

I suppose it could have been our dogs but what kind of dog picks up huge chunks of glass in its mouth? And what are the odds of a dog knocking a heavy glass over and then back to a standing position? Not to mention we were in the house the whole time one room over and I feel like we would have heard if the glass fell.

Here's a pic actually, this is exactly how we found it:



Shit's weird man.

 

[Zombine]

Goddamn Zombine's story is fucked up, how you guys continued to party while a fuckin' horror movie occurred around you is insane.

This place is a trip into the past. The entire little town are all of these hippies who live in Victorians near this cemetery with this little grocery store that is deserted. It's eerie as fuck.

And to answer some of you about still being able to party; when you're 16-17 and want to be rebellious, and you're in a town that doesn't ID for alcahol and your parents don't give a shit, you tend to suck it up. Only in my case, it ruined my time too often and just ended up not being fun. Going to sleep was always a bitch, because you always heard the microwave opening and closing, and it always felt like someone's face was right up against yours.

 

[MicH]

I was staying in a motel one night. I lie down on the bed with a magazine and masturbated. Then I took a shower and lie back on the bed in my underwear. The phone rang, and I answered. Male voice said, "Hey my wife said she watched you jack off and she liked it. She wants to come over and give you a blowjob." I sat in stunned silence for a few seconds, then said, "No thanks," and hung up. I had checked the curtains before and they were very closed. I got up after the call and checked again, there was no way anyone could see inside. The only possibility was that maybe there was some slight angle someone could see in from outside, but that would take a hell of a lot of effort, and I just couldn't see how they could see in. Creeped me right out.

What the hell, that is super weird and creepy

 

[Palpable]

When I was 17, I got a call on my cell phone in the middle of the night. The ringer woke me and I took the call without really thinking to look at the caller ID. When I said 'hello', I heard someone on the other end with a very thick Chinese accent telling me this;

"We have delivered the pornography."

They hung up immediately after. After that I looked through my phone for the number, but it was restricted. I stayed up for another hour after that, I was so creeped out. I never got another call like that again, and I didn't get any strange deliveries or persons showing up to my place. It was fucking creepy as shit.

That's creepy yet hilarious.

 

[Creamium]

I was staying in a motel one night. I lie down on the bed with a magazine and masturbated. Then I took a shower and lie back on the bed in my underwear. The phone rang, and I answered. Male voice said, "Hey my wife said she watched you jack off and she liked it. She wants to come over and give you a blowjob." I sat in stunned silence for a few seconds, then said, "No thanks," and hung up. I had checked the curtains before and they were very closed. I got up after the call and checked again, there was no way anyone could see inside. The only possibility was that maybe there was some slight angle someone could see in from outside, but that would take a hell of a lot of effort, and I just couldn't see how they could see in. Creeped me right out.

Did you check out the room? Maybe there was a peeping hole or even a hidden camera, or anything... Pretty scary, I'm sure that haunted you for days.

A lot of stories in this thread are more creepy than watching actual horror movies.

 

[Jake.]

for the record, i am atheist and a pretty huge skeptic regarding 'supernatural' phenomena.

i grew up in the UK and emigrated to australia with my parents when i was 8. i lived in a small village in the middle of nowhere called great durnford, wiltshire and my house was about a 15 min walk away from stonehenge which is a location that is always associated with lots of weird shit.

anyway, a few months before moving i was lying in bed trying to sleep. for some reason i always slept with the door wide open at that age and my bedroom looked out into the main hallway. i remember rolling over from looking at the wall to looking outside my room and then seeing this 'ghost' thing walking incredibly slowly down the hall; it was pitch black but the apparition was glowing white like they always seem to do in media depictions.

it sounds crazy, but the easiest way to explain what it looked like was a really old fashioned (in terms of dress) naval officer without any hands or a head. yes, a headless (and handless) apparition. i was completely frozen and couldn't look away; i just kept staring for what seemed like eternity. eventually, it came into my room and just sort of stood there. at this point i became completely terrified, turtled up and hid under the covers. i stayed like that for hours until i heard my mum get up in the morning for work.

fast forward a few months and we are about to leave for australia. for our last week in the country we were staying with my aunt who lived about 1.5hr drive away from our old house. i had one of the guest rooms on the second floor which looked out to a staircase and hallway whilst my parents were awake downstairs. it was fairly early in the evening (so it wasn't very dark) and again, i see this thing coming up the stairs. similar to the first time, it walked incredibly slowly and made its way up the staircase before coming into my room. unlike the previous encounter in which i was completely terrified, i felt calm (somehow), looked at it for a few seconds and rolled over back towards the wall. i could still feel its presence in the room but i eventually just drifted off to sleep.

i haven't seen it again since leaving england.

 

[vikki]

Did you check out the room? Maybe there was a peeping hole or even a hidden camera, or anything... Pretty scary, I'm sure that haunted you for days.

A lot of stories in this thread are more creepy than watching actual horror movies.

I'm thinking he was probably on closed circuit television.

 

[Lazyslob]

I was staying in a motel one night. I lie down on the bed with a magazine and masturbated. Then I took a shower and lie back on the bed in my underwear. The phone rang, and I answered. Male voice said, "Hey my wife said she watched you jack off and she liked it. She wants to come over and give you a blowjob." I sat in stunned silence for a few seconds, then said, "No thanks," and hung up. I had checked the curtains before and they were very closed. I got up after the call and checked again, there was no way anyone could see inside. The only possibility was that maybe there was some slight angle someone could see in from outside, but that would take a hell of a lot of effort, and I just couldn't see how they could see in. Creeped me right out.

i would have accepted his offer

 

[GeneralHerpes]

Don't believe in the supernatural, but here's a creepy memory I still vividly retain.

When I was 6, I dreamt about being lost in a cave w/ blue flamed torches. I don't remember many details, but at some point I turned a corner & hit a dead end with a Hellraiser looking guy standing motionless. His eyes went unnaturally wide, he pointed at me, & like a gorilla he screeched "oooh! OOOH!" and it jolted me awake.

I was rattled, but I calmed down and got up to get some water. I remember having to feel my way to the bathroom because of how dark it was. I got there, took a few gulps out of the faucet, wiped my mouth, and nonchalantly looked out the window.

Half of the yard was illuminated by a fluorescent street light--the other half was shadowed by this giant hotel that had been abandoned due to a fire (which I didn't know at that age). A pair of ashy white legs were standing in the light, facing my direction--the rest of the body was in the shadow. The legs were shaking. The person took one trembling step in my direction. First, I saw a pale torso w/ a tattered purple shirt. Then I saw a face--one half of it was normal, and the other half completely marred & sloughing off. The mouth was contorted like it was hurt. The arm on that side of the body was missing. Well it was there, but there were just bones jutting out. I stood petrified as this person also stood there, looking back at me. He suddenly started clambering in my direction, dragging one of the legs.

I 180ed, walked calmly towards the bed. I heard a guttural moan from outside the window. Like it didn't want me to leave it alone. My eyes teared up, I ran the rest of the way back, & laid there waiting for it all night.

I got in trouble that morning for leaving the bathroom light on.

 

[Oblivion]

I was on my way home one night and was waiting at a bus stop when this random dude drives up and asks me for directions. Then out off the blue he asks me how big my cock is. We exchange words for a bit longer and stop short of exchanging phone numbers. I tell him I'm not into that stuff, and he drives away disappointed.

As if that wasn't weird enough, some other guy, drives up to me as I'm walking home a few days later and straight up asks me if I'm willing to take $20 to have him suck my dick. I say no, he says "aight", and drives away.

Thankfully I have a car nowadays.

 

[Anura]

This story also doubles for one of the biggest regrets of my life.

One night I was walking home from a store really late, I completely lost track of time, when I chance upon a car in an empty parking lot. There was a girl screaming from it... I was around 13 or 14 at this time and I was terrified. I'm not strong, I don't have a cell phone and I'm still almost an hour away from home, I argued with my half petrified self for a bit but eventually I just... walked away...

Whatever was going on in there wasn't good and he could have had a knife or a gun or something! Even still, I regret that decision to this day...

 

[Fireball20]

Did you check out the room? Maybe there was a peeping hole or even a hidden camera, or anything... Pretty scary, I'm sure that haunted you for days.

A lot of stories in this thread are more creepy than watching actual horror movies.

It had to be something like that. I didn't really check it out or look for anything, I just left the motel because I didn't feel safe there after that.

 

[GabDX]

Whenever I look in a mirror.

 

[eddfromtheriver]

I was walking into my office building at night. A man began calling to me from the street, a good two hundred feet away. It was dark and I was in a hurry, and the man sounded angry, so I just went inside.

I walked a short way into the building but felt compelled to look outside. So I crept to a darkened office facing that side of the building and looked around but didn't see anything. I decided to press against the glass to see the side entrance, and I noticed the man hiding behind the door - testing the handle. After a few moments he walked off. I could see he was holding something in his hand that looked like a long knife partially wrapped in some kind of fabric but I couldn't be sure.

Whoa man... that's creepy as hell...

 

[Rnr1224]

When I was about 10 years old, my dog died from cancer and I was devastated. I loved that dog so much and the thought of not seeing her again made me insanely sad. After about a month, I swear my dog nudged my door open and came in. I happened to be awake to see this and gave her a pat on the head and she licked my hand. It wasn't really creepy or scary to me but it definitely was the weirdest thing I've experienced.

 

[Markitron]

A couple of years ago myself and a friend walked to a nearby petrol station to get some snacks at around 3 am. While we were walking down the road a pay phone we were passing started ringing. My friend wanted to answer it but I convinced him not to, as I'm fairly certain it woulda have involved a deadly game of cat and mouse resulting in the death of one of us

 

[Like the hat?]

Sitting on the computer at night. Heard a voice from a corner whisper my name. Turned off the PC and went to bed. Would have been a nope gif.

 

[Echelon079]

So I recently moved in with my girlfriend. She has always talked about something "dark" around her, she's been into wicca and other things. We've have even been to a spiritual healer in the past month. One day we are sitting on the couch watching a horror flick as we are want to do, and she asks me if I believe in stuff like that, and says that she feels she has actuqlly had an encounter in her dreams with a pretty prominently know demon, which she had never heard about before and whose name I would t say at her request.

Well two days after this I get a frantic text and accompanying pictures of a giant red welt on her left ribs. When we have liquor in the house, we keep it in the middle on top of the fridge. She texts me saying that the bottle had flown off and smacked her in the ribs. I was like... ok what am I getting myself into when she sends me the pictures and man does it look nasty. We are like ok were gonna finish this bottle and break the shit out of it so we did.

The next week I grab another bottle at the store, we have some that night and put it back on top of the fridge. The next day I get home from work and her mother was there watching the kids. I go under the sink and noticed that the bottle is in there. I mention something to my wife when she gets home and she informs me that her mother and her sister were in the living room with the boys when they hear a loud thump. Turns out once again that the bottle had been thrown off the top of the fridge. And for the record, when my gf got hit she was standing at the sink which is about 5 feet away.

Weird stuff. But it doesn't stop there. Now it's my turn. One random nivht when I'm here watching the kids and my gf is at work I hear a woman's voice call my name from damn near next to my head. I shrugged it off. A couple weeks ago my gf is in the computer room and I'm sitting in the kitchen at the table. She is playing some music pretty loud so I could hear it, we were a wall and about 22 feet away, when I hear a breathing noise, or like an exhale. Directly into my left ear. Like, drowned out all sounds it was all I could hear, like someone 2 old have had to literally had their mouth covering my ear. Freaked me OUT. Never been so startled in my life. I 3 en looked around to see if anything g had b 339 thrown past my ear or anything like that. Nothing.

Fast forward to two days ago. My gf is at home playing with the kids with one of those big bouncy balls. She texts me saying that she was throwing it at/to them and the one time she throws it, the child moves out of the way and the ball literally bounces off of something that would have been directly behind him and bounces back to her. She is freaking out. Then she texts me a few minutes later saying she rolled the ball Into the corner where we keep it, and the ball changes directions and rolls right back to her, twice. I tested the floors to see how level they are, and they are carpeted and the ball is pretty flat, and I couldn't get it to roll back to me.

I've never really experienced anything like this before, and honestly always wanted too, but I'm not sure what is going on or what to do at this point In time. She said that this last time she didn't feel anything benevolent, but at the same time we have no idea what is going on

 

[Disgraced]

Well, I got called by the phone number 666-666-6666 one time. That was weird.

I'm not nuts, I swear it. I just googled it now, and it seems to be a thing that happens to people. Trippy.

 

[marimorimo]

Not really creepy, but a weird (and even a bit romantic) thing that happened in middle school:

There was this boy that liked me (and I liked him back, secretly) who would make up the biggest lies/stories to tease me. Being dumb, I believed him for a time but eventually caught up to his tall stories. One of the stories he always told me was that he had been hanging around near my house, at my neighbors', or right outside our gate. Now this is highly improbable because 1) I haven't given him my exact address, and the way houses and streets are labeled (non-existent) where I'm from, it's quite HARD to find the exact house unless given explicit directions, 2) Even if he knew where my house was, it would be hard for him to visit because my house was about an hour away from his (one way), he didn't have a car, and kids that age aren't allowed by their parents to be out and about after dark. He also claimed to leave clues but I never found any of them.

Btw, looking back, his stories make him sound like a stalker.

I continued to listen to his tall stories and the surprising thing is, he got a lot of details correct (I think it was a combination of luck, common sense and me accidentally letting things slip out ). I didn't believe any of it, of course. Until one day I challenged him, "Well, if you've been following me as you say you have, where was I and what was I doing last night?"

He said, "You were wearing a striped shirt and looking out the window with your mouth open. You looked pretty stupid."

My mouth dropped. I did indeed do that, and only once. I was thinking about him and wondering if there was any grain of truth at all to his stories, looking up at the sky and contemplating by the window. For all of ONE MINUTE. I caught myself with my mouth open and shook the crazy idea from brain, closed the curtains, and that was it. And I was wearing a striped shirt (not what I wore to school, because we had uniforms).

I demanded to know how he knew, but he just shrugged it off with some BS about having placed an invisible camera on my shoulder.

Later, he practically confessed he liked me but I was too shy and stupid to give a decent answer. And before I could tell him my feelings, his parents had him transferred to another school mid-semester due to his poor grades.

I still wonder.....

 

[Lazyslob]

y'all dont have to start your stories with a disclaimer about how you dont believe in ghosts or the supernatural

 

[Apt101]

Whoa man... that's creepy as hell...

That only happened a month ago. As a follow-up we got him on camera, our operations department (they sit in a room reminiscent of a NASA launch team watching various monitors and responding to network incidents) salvaged the footage. He appeared inebriated as he walked away, stumbling once and walking with a drunken locomotion. So he may not have been trying to get me got, merely a drunken man trying to follow another into a building, but it certainly felt that way to me at the time.

 

[crazepharmacist]

In high school I was on the track and field team. We had a meet in the city and I remember being completely exhausted afterwards. When I arrived home that night I went straight to bed and remember lying in the supine position. Just as I was about to drift off to sleep I experienced the strongest, most intense sensation of being literally sucked out of my body. Like aliens were abducting me with a beam from their saucer. I distinctly remember feeling a foot or two out of my body before the emotion of fear totally overcame me and I shook myself out of it. To this day I wonder what would have happened if I remained calm and went along with it. I later learned what I experienced was the initial stage of what people call "astral projection". And It most definitely was NOT a dream as my mind was 100 percent awake.

I have tried to replicate the experience but have only managed to induce sleep paralysis upon myself.

 

[Mike M]

I have three bedrooms on my third floor, the master, my kid's, and a guest bedroom. The guest bedroom is always kept shut to keep the cats out (lots of breakables), and there's an over-the-door coat hook thingy on the other side, so you really need to put some effort into opening and closing it.

Came out my bedroom Monday morning, and it was open. Kind of weird, but my sister-in-law drops my nephew off at my house early in the morning to catch a school bus rather than drive him in. So maybe they were in the house and out between the time I got into the shower and out? Possible, just weird.

Just the fuck right now, I'm sitting downstairs in the family room. That door is shut, I know where everyone in the house is with absolute certainty. I have direct line of sight of that door up the stairs. I look up and see lever handle started fidgeting, not unlike one of the cats trying to open the door.

But they're all down here with me.