Creepiest thing you ever experienced?

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Almond said:
I have a UFO sighting I'd like explained, if anyone has any ideas. This was in November 2010.



I was driving to the store, it was starting to get dark. The horizon was just getting orange/pink, but the majority of the sky was still blue. So I'm driving and I happen to look up and see a large white/gray object in the sky. It looked like a blimp at first, but those are almost never around here and this was also an area close to an airport. What stood out was it looked like it was tilted on an angle, which didn't seem right. So I tried to keep watching as I was driving, passing by trees and buildings that would temporally block it from view, but it would always come back into view. When I looked away for a few seconds and looked back it was gone. This was a straight street too, driving right beside it. How could it fly/move away that fast when I was just looking there a few seconds ago? So I shrug it off and keep driving.

Then about 10-15 seconds later I look back at the same spot in the sky and see this small, but very bright white light with this weird, very short smoke/cloud stream behind it. It was just a light too, not a plane or anything and the sky was still very bright at this time. It looked like an extremely bright little star, but in a blue sky. So I'm still driving trying to watch it and come to a stop light and sit there. I look back at it and now the stream is completely gone, but it seems to be moving very slow in the sky, same with the blimp-like thing. It didn't fade away, it was like it was never there and now the light has gotten very dim, almost blinking out, then it does, but comes back a little brighter, then brighter then it blinks out and is gone all together and not a thing is in the sky there. Now I'm getting kind of weirded out...

Now that it's gone I keep looking in the same direction trying to find something, but what I see now is the weirdest of the three. I see this large, flat, saucer/disk like shape in the sky. It was colored like a cloud, a very faint white, almost transparent color like it was trying to blend into the sky, and the sky was still pretty blue at this point.. This thing is very low in the sky, right above the treetops. I come to another stop light and watch it. It slowly moves from the right to the left behind some trees in the distance, then comes back to the right. Then I notice a second, then a third. All the same size and color, but they were in a wide triangle formation now. I'm almost to the store now, but trees and buildings are blocking my view so I hurry to the parking lot and park. It was a perfect view now. I sat there for about five minutes watching them move in the same area of the sky. Going back and forth. They seemed to fade away, then reappear. At times I would see only one or two or all three. They just seemed to vanish on the spot and I couldn't see them any more as the sky got darker and I went on with my business.


So, any explanations?
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This was very creepy to me at the time because I could not believe I was seeing this. The last paragraph is the one that really got to me.
 
Rnr1224 said:
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.
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For some reason, I find this one really unsettling. Mainly because it's so matter-of-fact and mundane. Oh, my dog died...and then one day it came back.
 
There was a really foggy night and I wanted to take some cool moody foggy pictures. So I grabbed a tripod and camera to head out to snap a few long exposures.

So I took about 10 photographs and when I came home and I discovered something was in one of the images. It was some sort of figure in the middle of the road. The weird thing is that, this was a long exposure, about 8 secs. So this person or thing must have stood there completely still, staring at me for that amount of time and then disappeared.

I don't really believe it myself, I mean a friend was on my computer for a while, so he might had altered the image somehow. My memory card also failed shortly after..

 
I grew up on a pig farm, and we had an old touch-tone phone installed in the kitchen for calls between the house and the barn. It wasn't connected to an outside line and generally didn't ring unless somebody was working and wanted something.

Once, I was awoken in the middle of the night by a sizable thunderstorm that had rolled in, so I lay awake listening to the thunder and watching the lightning light up the room. I like thunderstorms and was enjoying the show.

Until the barn phone rang. Exactly once, followed immediately by a house-shaking clap of thunder.

I think I nearly had a heart attack. The phone ringing in the middle of the night was startling enough, giving me just enough time to think "nobody should be in the barn now" and then the even greater noise almost sealed the deal.

There were one or two more storms while I lived there that produced this effect, and I'm sure there's some perfectly plausible scientific explanation about electrical discharges on the phone line or something, but I will never forget how terrified I was that first time...
 
Zoon said:
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.
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I love this story. It's such a child-like creepy experience from the way your friend said "eye of the Satan" to how you guys looked at each other before running around like crazy.
 
So I watched The Fourth Kind and it freaked me out a bit, I'm not sure why. Anyways, in that movie the abductions happen at 3:33 a.m. I went to sleep that night after watching the movie and I woke up at exactly 3:33 a.m. Nothing happened, of course, but it scared the shit out of me. I haven't really had anything creepy happen to me.
 
Last night I woke up at 4:36 (time isn't really important) and could hear a bell. The standard bell tone you hear everywhere, which is apparently called Westminster Quarters because I just looked it up. The weird thing is my house doesn't have the same doorbell sound.

This has happened a few times before in the middle of the night and I always hear it just as I wake up from sleeping. Pretty sure it's my brain playing tricks on me from being half asleep, but why is it always the same chime? I have no idea.
 
Man, this is one of the best threads in history. Giving me chills. Not really sure why I keep reading, though. I'm alone in a hotel room in a new city...sleep may not be happening tonight.

Mine isn't anything too crazy, but definitely the weirdest experience I've ever had. One weekday morning, my wife and I were getting ready for work. 6 or 7 years ago, we were renting a two story house that had a weird master suite design. You had to pass through the master bathroom to get to the bedroom. It was like an open hallway, bordered by an open bathroom on one side, and a mirrored closet on the other side.

Anywho, we were getting ready for work. My wife was in the bedroom doing makeup stuff, and I had just gotten out of the shower. I was looking for my glasses by the sink, and saw in the mirror that my wife had just passed behind me and out of the bedroom. I followed her out after she'd passed, asking if she knew where my glasses were. She responded from back in the bedroom, where she had been the entire time. A chill ran down my spine. Where were my glasses? They were laying on the floor, right outside of the room where the shape had walked.

In my entire life, that is the only spooky weird thing that has ever happened to me. Prior to that, I always assumed people with bizzare supernatural stories were just getting hyped at nothing. But, I just can't explain this one. Neither of us ever experienced anything else in this house. Still freaks me out when i think about it.
 
Andeeeh said:
There was a really foggy night and I wanted to take some cool moody foggy pictures. So I grabbed a tripod and camera to head out to snap a few long exposures.

So I took about 10 photographs and when I came home and I discovered something in one of the images. It was like so sort of figure the middle of the road. The weird thing is that, this was a long exposure, about 8 secs. So this person or thing must have stood there completely still starting at me for that amount of time and then disappeared.

I don't really believe it myself, I mean a friend was on my computer for a while, so he might had altered the image somehow. My memory card also failed shortly after..

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Oh shit, you have to yanking our chains. That's some Silent Hill shit.
 
super-heated plasma said:
Also same house, late at night, I’m sitting on the floor watching TV. Only light is from the TV. I’m sitting directly in front of the hall. I remember I was watching Star Trek IV. I don’t know why, but I had this urge to look down the hall, and low and behold this huge bat is flying slowly down the hall, and he look scary as shit with the little amount of light just illuminating him enough to make him look like a winged demon. Lol.
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And then you became Batman?

When i was like 9 years old, i woke up at night and felt a draft. When i walked in the hallway i noticed that the front door was wide open. The creepy thing was that a man was looking inside. We made eye-contact for a while and then he walked away. I wasn't creepy when it happened though. I was too sleepy, just coming out of bed. I only realized what happened later on. I think i caught a burglar in the act.
 
I don't believe in paranormal stuff although I do believe your mind can play tricks on you in the dark. Still though I've gotta stop reading this thread as spooy stories scare me far too easily :/
 
Andeeeh said:
There was a really foggy night and I wanted to take some cool moody foggy pictures. So I grabbed a tripod and camera to head out to snap a few long exposures.

So I took about 10 photographs and when I came home and I discovered something in one of the images. It was like so sort of figure the middle of the road. The weird thing is that, this was a long exposure, about 8 secs. So this person or thing must have stood there completely still starting at me for that amount of time and then disappeared.

I don't really believe it myself, I mean a friend was on my computer for a while, so he might had altered the image somehow. My memory card also failed shortly after..

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okay. this is where is stop.
just. no. nope. nope. nope.
 
I remember this episode from my childhood: I was in my parents' bedroom with the door opened. It was one of those fake rainy days, when the sky is grey but still bright and the landscape feels fake. I could see everything getting darker and I was a little afraid, but it's something every kid feels when the atmosphere is weird. So my brother was in his bedroom wich is in front of my parents' room and suddenly I hear a woman's voice sighing. Like "...aah...." and then nothing. My heart stopped beating and my brother said from his bedroom: "What's up?". I said "I didn't say anything. Did you hear that voice?", "Yes. And it was you so just shut up".
But it wasn't me. It was him. My brother was trying to watch some porn but he forgot the speakers on, so when it started I heard the girl and he suddendly turned them off. The trauma was so strong that, to this day, I still have the urge to fap and watch porn movies everyday. With the speakers off. He ruined me. Fuck.
 
I was home alone in my family's farmhouse that we've owned for hundreds of years.


An open door slammed shut right in front of my eyes multiple times.

I didn't feel any breeze or wind at all. All the windows were shut. I checked.


It just went from a completely stationary position to suddenly slamming shut. Multiple times.


I told this once before on GAF but nobody believed me. But I remember it so clearly.
 
My then LCD TV shook itself violently one night so hard it woke me up and when I looked at it, was still moving slightly from the force. Even my sister heard it so I know I wasn't having some sort of night terror.

I live in England so Earthquakes and small tremors aren't common at all, won't rule it out though. Freaked me the fuck out anyway.
 
I have a few probably not that creepy.

I was staying at my Dads house,(it was a rented place and had it's own annex, also known as a granny flat, connected to the side of the main house, I was sleeping in the annex) late one night I went downstairs to get a drink from the kitchen, it over looked a garden with lots of trees. as I approached the window, I swear a I saw a figure duck under neath, it was the way the figure did it, by covering it's face and crouching down ..

it was around 2 am so I freaked out and ran upstairs
the house was kind of old and freaky and I would hear footsteps and people walking around at night.

another old story, we used to live in Bahrain. at night I used to imagine seeing a figure staring at me through the iron railing headboard, it used to freak me out, years later I mentioned to my brother about it , his face dropped and he described the exact same thing including, even verifying the colour of the figure (it was a mossy green)

a more recent one,I was walking home from work after a late shift so this was around midnight, and on a main road, well lit with cars etc.

I noticed a couple walking the dog on the other side of the road, nothing odd in that, but when they got parallel to me they stopped and turned to look at me, being tired I was looking at the pavement, but out the corner of my eye I noticed them looking at me, so I turned to look and was taken aback, when both the man and woman had no face, no eyes or mouth of anything, it was only for a few seconds and the direction I was going in was towards home, I sprinted off quickly as freaked out... the couple walked in the opposite direction...
 
When I was in the military we had a communal bathroom and shower area in our barracks. The building we lived in was pretty old and in bad shape. In the two weeks or so before the incident I'm about to describe we kept hearing weird loud noises from the walls whenever the water was running. Like knocks and water noises in the pipes that run through the walls.

One night I was going to bed late after a night shift, so I went to brush my teeth at around 4:00am. I walk in lazily and put my brush under one of the taps. Now this room had 8 faucets, 4 on each side with mirrors. I opened the tap and started to wash my toothbrush and I begin to hear these rumbling noises again but this time really really loud. I ignored it and then a couple of seconds after there was a huge BLURP sound and all of the taps opened on full power simultaneously. The water then turned dark on all of them, like a dark shade of rust.

Obviously I was startled as hell and shouted. Then I ran and manually closed each of the eight taps. It was straight out of a horror film. Needless to say I threw away the toothbrush which had been washed by the dirty water. It was just a plumbing issue obviously but I nearly soiled myself for a second there.
 
Deja Vu spells.

I get these every once in awhile where I basically enter this strange "dream-like world" where my mind is filled with these memories of events I can't recall ever happening. This isn't something that happens when I'm asleep, this happens when I'm awake, a few times it's happened when I was at work. Furthermore, I also experience a huge sense of dread, chest pains, as well as forgetting what I was doing and, in one case, basically "blacking out" for about five hours in which I apparently drove home, ate dinner, and played video-games which I didn't recall at all about an hour later.

It's really creepy, mainly because I always worry if I'm going crazy. It scares me so much that every time I have a random memory pop in my head now (and this happens a lot, I have a really overactive memory, even remembering dreams I had years ago), I basically panic as I quickly try and recollect my mind and figure out if that memory is an actual memory, or if a new deja vu spell is starting.

I guess it doesn't sound creepy, but not knowing if you're "mentally well" creeps me the fuck out. I also have sleep paralysis, and honestly, it's like a whole new level beyond sleep paralysis. I can basically laugh off my sleep paralysis now and have learned to get out of it quite easily, but these deja vu spells I've yet to figure out how to "fix"them beyond just waiting for them to wear off. Often it can be hours till I feel normal again.
 
Creepiest thing for me was walking out in our living room in the dark and seeing someone standing in the open closet, slowly swaying back and forth. I stopped and said 'hello?!', thinking it was one of my brother's friends. I turned the light on and it turned out to be a high pile of pizza boxes.

Really freaked me out.
 
The_blonde_and_blue said:
I have far too many of these stories, probably fueled by growing up in a somewhat superstitious household, but I'll start with one that's not the supernatural kind of creepy.

I grew up in a very small town in Arkansas. Typical small town stuff. Everyone knows everyone. Everyone's super religious. Everyone's super republican. The whole nine yards as they say. Growing up in that type on environment, guns are very common place, and I was taught to respect, hold, and fire a firearm at a fairly young age (6 or 7 probably). Well, for some reason I never really took to firearms and hunting the way others did, and much preferred to spend my time playing video games or reading comic books. I guess I mean to say I never quite fit in, well anywhere. I had a very tough childhood because of it too.

Anyway, my father loved collecting firearms, and would often go to Jonesboro, (which was the closest "big" city around - about an hour away) to visit the shooting ranges there. There would be quite a few people at these usually, and since it would typically be an all-day-event, I didn't want to go, but he'd drag me along anyway. My dad would partake in shooting challenges, chat with other enthusiasts, and try his best to get me involved, without much success. I generally would end up just bored out of my mind until we went home.

Anyway, one day I met another kid who's father had also dragged him there. He was the same age as me, and the only other kid there. I wouldn't say we hit it off and became best friends or anything, but we both enjoyed each other's company and probably had a lot in common. Honestly, I don't remember what we talked about, or how many times we ended up at the shooting ranger together. I don't think we even knew each other by name really, we'd just see each other and talk while the adults did their thing...but I do remember feeling like he understood "not fitting in".

After some time we stopped going to the shooting range for some reason, without much explanation, which was fine by me. Long story short, but I found out this kid later went on to commit the WestSide Middle School shooting. This person, this fellow bored friend, with whom I identified so much with is a cold, murdering sociopath? How? He seemed so normal. He seemed so quiet and well-adjusted. He seemed well, like me.

I can think of a thousand what-ifs. What if we had become really good friends? What if he had been on the verge of snapping then? How different could my life have been if just one small detail changed? Could I have changed his eventual destiny? Life is weird and terrifying sometimes.

I've never forgotten this.
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Pocahontas?
 
Zombine said:
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.
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What town is that, if you don't mind me asking?
 
ArtistDude88 said:
Didn't this story get reenacted on one of those ghost shows? I can't shake the feeling I've heard it before, or something similar (those cheesy reenactment ghost shows are one of my shameful indulgences :P ).
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Oh man I love them and I must admit I'm a bit of a writer, but this actually did happen. I lost good friends over my inability to get over what happens at the house. Last time I went to that place I was maybe 17, and I'm 25 now.
 
When i was kid, i went to our kitchen while the lights were out and saw a dark cloaked figure
with red eyes dancing . Then it noticed me and it looked in my direction, i ran to my parents room as fast as i could but never spoke of it.
Till this day i don't go to that kitchen unless the lights are turned on.

My hearts beating faster as i type this.
 
I looked out my kitchen window the other night, at about 2am as I was opening the blind ready for the morning. It was dark outside, but I could see the silhouette of a guy standing next the main road. He was just stood under the tree looking straight towards my window, like some kind of slender man.

I mean, it was just a fucking guy, but that's the first time that's happened in the two years I have been living here. He disappeared quickly. He was either trying to climb over the fence and rob one of the houses or IT WAS A GHOST IT HAS TO BE
 
Andeeeh said:
There was a really foggy night and I wanted to take some cool moody foggy pictures. So I grabbed a tripod and camera to head out to snap a few long exposures.

So I took about 10 photographs and when I came home and I discovered something in one of the images. It was like so sort of figure the middle of the road. The weird thing is that, this was a long exposure, about 8 secs. So this person or thing must have stood there completely still starting at me for that amount of time and then disappeared.

I don't really believe it myself, I mean a friend was on my computer for a while, so he might had altered the image somehow. My memory card also failed shortly after..

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fml im dead inside now.
 
I remember being dropped off after a night out near my old house around 3 am in the morning. To get to my house I have to walk about 400 metres along a path in pitch black with a single lampost right at the bottom next to it. Now this house is out in the country so I'm used to sounds and noises but I started walking and hear foot steps behind me, so I stop and look back and it stops. I can't see a fucking thing either. So I keep walking and again I hear these footsteps behind me, again I stop and look behind and again the sound behind me stops. So fuck it, I make a dash for the house and some light to see what the fuck is following me. I'm standing there next to my house (and ready to dive in the front door if it's some rapist) and what appears? A fucking cow!. A cow had followed me down the path. God only knows where it came from. It must have somehow got out from a surrounding field.

Got in the house and slept and woke up feeling guilty about the cow that was probably just hungry, lonely and just wanted a hug.
 
Playing with a friend in the woods and we're just running around. We got a bit far into the woods and it was a long walk in any direction to get back to a road. We're chilling just exploring and playing and this stench hits us. It was the worst thing I had ever smelled before. We keep walking and see a dog hanging from a tree. Rotten. Guts spilled and maggots everywhere.

I'll never forget the bees. Just so many bees.


I didn't play in those woods anymore.
 
StayDead said:
That looks like the base of the lamp post on the other side of the road to me. (follow it up and you'll find the bulb)
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Look closer, at the big version. The light posts are on the right side of the pic. You can see the arm that reaches out holding the closest bulb to the camera. Whatever that is in the road, its not a lightpost.

I see a guy in dirty white clothes with long hair covering his face. Or he's looking down. Either way. Creepy shit. If I had to guess, I'd say its more likely a shop than it is real and I question that the poster even took the photo themselves. I get the feeling it was taken from some creepy story website or something.
 
Yeah, I got one creepy incident.

I own a gas station in Texas and often work there as a cash register. It's basically at the middle of nowhere so a typical day doesn't involve a lot of interaction with people.

However, one day a weird-looking man came in to buy some gas. I really couldn't tell whether he was a Caucasian or a Latino. He simply looked... well, alien. Plus, he had a bizarre haircut, almost comically so. I tried to small-talk him a bit. I don't know why, but he seemed to get offended by that. Or perhaps not. It was hard to tell by that constant poker face. Nevertheless, he started subtly insulting me, calling me deaf, when I didn't understand his weird questions about when I go to bed and so on.
Eventually he pulled out a coin, mentioning something about it being pretty old and somehow special. I don't remember that lecture very vividly. But the next part I do.

He flipped it and covered it with his hand. Staring me, he simply said: "Call it."

I was confused, of course. He repeated. I was sort of nervous but still felt reasonably secure. Secure enough to ask him what I stood for. And he answered: "Everything."

That's when I felt a shiver around my spine. That's when I realized, not rationally, but intuitively, that end was near. I looked him in the eye. There was nothing there.

I called heads. The man slowly pulled his hand away, revealing which side the coin had landed.

Heads.

I felt a sudden wave of joy. Congratulating, he gave me the coin and demanded that I'd keep it out of my pockets. If I remember correctly, he said that it shouldn't be left with other coins because it wasn't "just a coin". Which it is, of course.

Never saw the man again. But to this day, I've kept the coin.
 
Moofers said:
Look closer, at the big version. The light posts are on the right side of the pic. You can see the arm that reaches out holding the closest bulb to the camera. Whatever that is in the road, its not a lightpost.

I see a guy in dirty white clothes with long hair covering his face. Or he's looking down. Either way. Creepy shit. If I had to guess, I'd say its more likely a shop than it is real and I question that the poster even took the photo themselves. I get the feeling it was taken from some creepy story website or something.
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The shot looks kinda fake to me. Still creepy
 
Banworthy said:
Yeah, I got one creepy incident.

I own a gas station in Texas and often work there as a cash register. It's basically at the middle of nowhere so a typical day doesn't involve a lot of interaction with people.

However, one day a weird-looking man came in to buy some gas. I really couldn't tell whether he was a Caucasian or a Latino. He simply looked... well, alien. Plus, he had a bizarre haircut, almost comically so. I tried to small-talk him a bit. I don't know why, but he seemed to get offended by that. Or perhaps not. It was hard to tell by that constant poker face. Nevertheless, he started subtly insulting me, calling me deaf, when I didn't understand his weird questions about when I go to bed and so on.
Eventually he pulled out a coin, mentioning something about it being pretty old and somehow special. I don't remember that lecture very vividly. But the next part I do.

He flipped it and covered it with his hand. Staring me, he simply said: "Call it."

I was confused, of course. He repeated. I was sort of nervous but still felt reasonably secure. Secure enough to ask him what I stood for. And he answered: "Everything."

That's when I felt a shiver around my spine. That's when I realized, not rationally, but intuitively, that end was near. I looked him in the eye. There was nothing there.

I called heads. The man slowly pulled his hand away, revealing which side the coin had landed.

Heads.

I felt a sudden wave of joy. Congratulating, he gave me the coin and demanded that I'd keep it out of my pockets. If I remember correctly, he said that it shouldn't be left with other coins because it wasn't "just a coin". Which it is, of course.

Never saw the man again. But to this day, I've kept the coin.
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hmm, sounds familiar. Where have I heard or seen something like this before...
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I grew up on a 27 acre farm in central Ohio, and one summer when I was 14-15 there were a bunch of barn robberies that were occurring in the middle of the day. Our barn got robbed too, a bunch of my dad's tools were stolen, but our house was left alone.

A few weeks after the robbery I was home alone sick, both of my parents worked full time jobs, and in the middle of the day a big brown Ford conversion van comes driving down our path (about 1/4 mile from the road) and parks in front of the barn. Four men in business shirts/ties get out and start to open the sliding barn doors.

I run to my dad's room and grab a shotgun (no idea if it was loaded or not) and run outside and ask them what they want. They said they were friends of my dad and were looking for him, I told them he wasn't home and they all climb back into the van and start to drive off. I got the license plate, it was a paper temporary tag, and call the police. I can recall being nervous and scared and shaking from the adrenaline (and being sick), and was on guard the entire time until my parents got home.

They were never caught, but my dad was pretty sure that it was car salesmen from a dealership that were taking used cars and using them to rob places. I got scolded for confronting them the way that I did, but at the same time I could tell that my dad was proud.
 
I love this thread, even with half the stories being hilariously fake :P but thats the whole fun.

My story is this....

When I was little i always had a bunny plushie that me and my friends were playing with, pretending it was possessed by satan or something. We used to perform several exorcisms with water, cologne (lol) , shooting it with BB guns...

Anyway a few months later I was playing something on my PC and had this same plushie behind me, I look at it and remember all those stuff we did and felt a bit creeped out ( i was really young ) and i couldnt have it staring at me behind my back.

So I pick it up and throw it out of my room, i saw that it landed somewhere under a dining table. I close the door and continue playing.

After some time I look back and its there in the same spot facing me LOL. I got goosebumps ALL OVER my body, sweaty, eyes watering all that good stuff.

I don't remember what i did with it (probably threw it away for good) but the only explanation of how it got there was that someone picked it up and brought it to me.

The only person in the house was my grandmother. She was really old and very unlikely to remember it was mine, or bother to walk to my room. And if she did (which she probably did cause toys dont walk) how the hell did she place it in the same exact position without me hearing the door open?

Now that im older i know it had to be her but the improbability of the situation still creeps me out.
 
INDIGO_CYCLOPS said:
Sleep Paralysis, across the board. It's terrifying.
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Oh my shit yeah, I went through a phase of sleep paralysis a few years back and I've never experienced anything so truly terrifying; really was Freddy Kruger like stuff.

I won't try and explain what I was experiencing as I can't put into words that kind of fear... It was bad OK?
 
My father was working till late one night. I was home with my mother and 2 younger brothers (I would've been about 6 years old, brothers were 4 and 2). Around 8pm we hear a knock on the door. Guy claims to be delivering pizza. My mum says to me we never ordered any pizza. We go to peek out front window and it's no pizza delivery car and guy has no pizza boxes at front door. He just stood there, waiting and staring at the front door. We told him to leave and we were calling the cops. Guy soon left. No idea who he was or why he was there. Very creepy indeed.

Another story that didn't happen with me but my cousin's cousin! He was telling me that one night he was home alone, and a guy was just standing in his driveway, staring at the house. My cousins cousin peeked though the window that night and, somehow the intruder could see him and was just staring directly at him! He closed the shutters, went back to look and the guy was gone.
 
Edwards_Omatic said:
Oh my shit yeah, I went through a phase of sleep paralysis a few years back and I've never experienced anything so truly terrifying; really was Freddy Kruger like stuff.

I won't try and explain what I was experiencing as I can't put into words that kind of fear... It was bad OK?
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Same here. It seemed to happen to me all at once and (hopefully) won't happen again. I saw a figure (almost Frankenstein's monster-like) slowly walking right next to my bed towards me. I've never been as scared in my whole life. My bedroom was dark but I could make that large male figure out. It honestly felt as real as being wide awake.
 
Andeeeh said:
There was a really foggy night and I wanted to take some cool moody foggy pictures. So I grabbed a tripod and camera to head out to snap a few long exposures.

So I took about 10 photographs and when I came home and I discovered something in one of the images. It was like so sort of figure the middle of the road. The weird thing is that, this was a long exposure, about 8 secs. So this person or thing must have stood there completely still starting at me for that amount of time and then disappeared.

I don't really believe it myself, I mean a friend was on my computer for a while, so he might had altered the image somehow. My memory card also failed shortly after..

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That is entirely way too creepy to be true. I really hope your friend did photoshop that.
 
TrAcEr_x90 said:
That is entirely way too creepy to be true. I really hope your friend did photoshop that.
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I asked him multiple times if he did, he completely denies it. I hope it is a joke and he is just trying to fuck with me. Man that night, we just stared at it in silence. He didn't want to go home, so he slept over haha.

I slept with the light on for weeks haha. I am not dead yet and nothing weird has happen since then, So I think I am good for now.
 
Mine is a story I've told many people, about this road my friends and I went to in high school. Road is supposedly haunted by a girl named Amy who- according to the stories- died there in numerous ways depending on the one. So, after finding out about this road my junior year, we all made multiple trips there.

The road is long and has a ton of small farms alongside, most notably the corn at the front that grows real tall. The road itself hasn't been touched in years and the houses are all old- late 1800 early 1900 looking homes spread out due to the farms. The road dead ends into an area the local county park owns, and the area haunted is said to be right there and along a short walk to a bridge over a creek.

My first time there was with a friend of mine and a ton of people I didn't know who were all older than us. One of the guys was very into the supernatural, even gave us all stones that he claimed would protect us as well as praying before we got there. We went in 2 cars, stopping at the beginning of the road which has a small gravel area off to the side. Our car meets the other who asks us if we just were there then sped off for some reason. Of course we hadn't, and the guy claimed a car looking exactly like ours sat at the end of the road dead stop (the road it offshoots is a common road and not one to stop on) then suddenly took off right before we got there.

We go down for just a minute, only to be joined by some others and are told to just go on back to the beginning. We go back, but two of them decide to stay at the end of the road- including my friend I was with. As we're sitting there waiting for a call to pick them up, the windows start to fog up and we see more cars going down to the end. Fearing for our friends, we drive down to pick them up- only to see "H E" and part of an L written on the side window. Story goes that she writes "HELP ME" on the window of your fogged up car.

Nothing much happened after that, until a few days later. My friend lost his phone at some point, which he found odd as he had it in a pocket that he claimed was buttoned up so he wouldn't lose it. A few days later someone who lived on the road called his hours. The phone was torn up and partially melted even on the inside. The weather wasn't bad enough to melt it, and he was curious as to why an animal with teeth as big as they were would be in this area- nonetheless would bite into his flip phone and leave teeth marks.

Since that time I've heard voices way late into the night from way close to the car with no one there, seen photos taken of humanoid shapes, heard a strange repeating noise that can only be explained as a mix of machine and animal that won't get picked up by recorders, and my friend who now lives on the road found a car on fire one night...needless to say, it's creepy.
 
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