Creepy unsolved/paranormal/strange events thread

Count Dookkake said:
It would be pretty cool to finally have proof of ghosts, goblins, etc.


No it wouldn't, you crazy bastard.

Things it would be cool to have proof of:

Extraterrestrial intelligence.
A benevolent god.
Telekinesis.
Salma Hayek upskirts.



Things it would not be cool to realize were real:

Vengeful restless dead who wait in the pool of shadows at the foot of the stairs.
Ravenous evil from the dust and blood of ancient babylon.
Dead Japanese women who chill your bones as they hide beneath your duvet.
 
Anticitizen One said:
could someone just sumarize what the heck that Tim the Caver guy saw in the cave? because im not going to go through 100 angelfire pages to get to the paranormal stuff


He heard some noises an saw some blair witch style writings on the cave wall (big movie at the time) and then something tried to pull his rope back into the cave. In other words it's all made up.
 
Deja Vu- I swear on my life that when I have deja vu, I remember not only the event (obviously) but also the dream in which I had it. So for example, i get deja vu in class taking a test, instead of just having deja vu i have vivid memories of the dream in which I had already seen the scene. I used to get deja vu a lot when I was younger, when I was heavy into lucid dreaming (very trippy, wouldnt recommend it as it feels like your dreams last VERY long), not so much anymore though.
 
OuterWorldVoice said:
No it wouldn't, you crazy bastard.

Things it would be cool to have proof of:

Extraterrestrial intelligence.
A benevolent god.
Telekinesis.
Salma Hayek upskirts.



Things it would not be cool to realize were real:

Vengeful restless dead who wait in the pool of shadows at the foot of the stairs.
Ravenous evil from the dust and blood of ancient babylon.
Dead Japanese women who chill your bones as they hide beneath your duvet.
Pretty much this.
 
sn00zer said:
Deja Vu- I swear on my life that when I have deja vu, I remember not only the event (obviously) but also the dream in which I had it. So for example, i get deja vu in class taking a test, instead of just having deja vu i have vivid memories of the dream in which I had already seen the scene. I used to get deja vu a lot when I was younger, when I was heavy into lucid dreaming (very trippy, wouldnt recommend it as it feels like your dreams last VERY long), not so much anymore though.

Deja vu is pretty common, it's nothing paranormal or unnatural, though.
 
so i had a weird fucked up experience a few weeks ago. It could have been sleep paralysis or something else.

So my grandfather died a couple of years ago. Two weeks ago i was sleeping then woke to his whispering to me. I saw him at the foot of my bed trying to tell me something. This was completely vivid as if I was awake. He then looked extremely sad and upset. Then his face contorted and... i can't really explain what happened next. He seemed to be dragged back through the doorway which was pitch black. He was still pleading and trying to tell me something but he could not. He was dragged back and then gone. I sat the fuck up and was breathing hard and sweating. It scared the living shit out of me, really really bad.

I looked again and the door was closed shut

I don't know what the hell it was or what happened but it made me believe that there is something out there.

Call me crazy
 
Tonay said:
I've heard creaks in the house when I'm alone that sounded exactly like footsteps. Instead of calling an exorcist, I tend to just accept the fact I mistakenly attributed it to a human, when it was actually just random old house noises.
I hear it's amazing when the purple stuffed worm in flap jaw space with the tuning fork does a raw blink on Hari Kari Rock. I need scissors. 61!

Coming up with logical solutions to other people's experiences is nice, but you don't need to be so aloof and condescending.
 
GalacticAE said:
Here's one I found to be creepy and morbid :(

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

Omayra Sanchez was a 13-year old victim of the Nevado del Ruiz volcano which erupted on November 13, 1985 in Armero, Colombia, causing massive lahars which killed nearly 25,000. She was trapped for 3 days in water, concrete, and other debris before she died.
Omayra was trapped up to her neck in water, concrete, and other debris for three days before she succumbed to gangrene and hypothermia. During three nights of agony, Omayra seemed strong but was suffering. According to Cristina Echandia, a journalist who kept records of the events, Omayra sang and had normal conversations with the people who were trying to help her. The little girl was thirsty and scared. On the third night, Omayra began hallucinating, saying that she did not want to be late for school. At some point she asked the people to leave her so they could rest.

Television coverage of the disaster introduced her to the world when she was still alive. The photo shown here was taken hours before her death and published after her death.


Omayra_Sanchez.jpg
This is one of the saddest things Ive ever read and seen in my life.
 
two creepy events for me:

about 2 years ago, i was sitting in my bed, and it was shaking (this happened a lot :< ) and then I got literally SMACKED on my back. I jumped out of bed and turned on my light, thinking... wtf. I really couldn't explain it so i went back to bed and then a moment later SMACK on my back again... jump out of bed and look again... NOTHING. WTF!!! so then I go downstairs, see my 2 cats sleeping in the front door landing... and head to the couch to go to sleep. Right when i close my eyes i hear what can only be explained as the same sound of my cats pawing at the carpet - i immediately open my eyes to see nothing... yet again, and go back to look at my cats who haven't moved. At that point i was too creeped out and decided walking around the neighbourhood was a better idea until sunrise.

note about the bed shaking: There's nothing wrong with me, my bed hasn't shook since I've moved to a different room. it made no sense to me and probably never will.

about 2 months ago, I went to go to the kitchen to get something to eat, when I came back downstairs, the exact moment my foot hit the floor- music started playing from the radio from my bathroom. uh - ok so i instead take my food outside to have a breath of fresh air and while out there I hear a LOUD CRASH of what sounds like a bunch of metal objects... scared the shit out of me! so i grab my flashlight and look in all the neighbours yards where the sound came from - there's no collection of metal objects in their backyard at all.

fuck this house - it's haunted!
 
speedpop said:
Something happened to me last Thursday when I was driving home. I had a couple of miles to go. I looked up and saw a glowing orange object in the sky to the east. It was moving very irregularly.. suddenly, there was an intense light all around me.

When I came to, I was home. What do you think happened to me..?

You did a raw blink on Hari-Kiri rock.
 
vilmer_ said:
As they say though, to the believer no proof is necessary. To the skeptic, no proof is possible.

No. It should be more like:

To the mystic, the pyschic, the Truther, the Birther, the New World Orderer, the Reptilia, the Moon Hoaxer, the abductee, the faith healer, palm reader, ghost hunter, tarot reader, spoon bender, the satanist, the exorcist, the possesed, the christian, the jew, the sikh, the witch, the witch burner, the astrologist, the scientologist, the UFOlogist, the Mormon, the numbskull, the fuckhead, the dipshit, the douchebag, the cockmaster, the asshole, the bitchboy, the sampfag, the freemason, the native american, the horse whisperer, the bigfoot chaser, the creationist, the telepath, the reincarnated, and the republican, no proof is necessary. To the skeptic, just one little eensy weensy teeny tiny bit of proof is all that's required.
 
well, for like forever, I get sleep paralsyis with its associated paranoia/fear/throttling and general malaise... which.. is a matter of itself.

however,

the general sense of creepiness really upped a notch when I went to the apartment when my grandfather died. We were attending the funeral and some of us stayed there - in the middle of the night, I woked up really frightened, wasn't paralysed and tried to get up to turn on the light. I then got shoved 2-3 times onto my knees making a massive racket and waking up the other adults. I don't think it was my grandpa though, a maid got murdered there and who knows. Yikes.

...

the night paralysis shit...is not fun. I haven't experienced it in ages though
 
Tonay said:
No. It should be more like:

To the mystic, the pyschic, the Truther, the Birther, the New World Orderer, the Reptilia, the Moon Hoaxer, the abductee, the faith healer, palm reader, ghost hunter, tarot reader, spoon bender, the satanist, the exorcist, the possesed, the christian, the jew, the sikh, the witch, the witch burner, the astrologist, the scientologist, the UFOlogist, the Mormon, the numbskull, the fuckhead, the dipshit, the douchebag, the cockmaster, the asshole, the bitchboy, the sampfag, the freemason, the native american, the horse whisperer, the bigfoot chaser, the creationist, the telepath, the reincarnated, and the republican, no proof is necessary. To the skeptic, just one little eensy weensy teeny tiny bit of proof is all that's required.

That's the dumbest shit I've ever heard. Not only is it a generalization that ignores the fact most of these types don't blend one bit most aren't harden believers of such things. Freemasons are real George Washington was one among many other well respect invidividuals in history. To the empirical for deciding what is without experiencing the situations for themselves. To the judgemental for acting like they know all there is to know despite being on a small rock in the middle of no where.

:D :D :D
 
Lionheart1827 said:
Well there was this one time that I was vacationing in Italy and I met this young eccentric man, he claimed to be a count. He said that he and his brother who was a historian would offer to give me a tour. So we got into his car and we sped down narrow streets and dusty roads until we came across this huge picturesque estate. On the way there, he mentioned that his brother's life was exaggerated by a famous cannibal curator(hannibal lector). I thought that was pretty cool but it was a bit creepy.

We then went into the estate and he asked if we wanted to see their secret holy place. While showing us I saw in disbelief a saint still dressed in royal clothes behind the altar. We then headed for the wine cellar, and he was telling us that during times of war, legend was traced back inside these castle walls. Soldiers came to hide in barrels filled with wine, but they never escape, and those tombs of oak are where they died. I couldn't believe what I was hearing and was getting increasingly scared for my life. The count eventually noticed that I was upset and distressed and I told him why. He said not to be afraid and he would never hurt me. The chapel, saint, the soldiers in the wine are all stories handed down through time. He said I was free to go of course and to go tell the world his story.


:)

Actually this next story is true about me and taken from http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showthread.php?t=368133

I've only had sleep paralysis once, and it was very mild compared to the out of body experience that I supposedly had earlier on in the same night. Pretty much I woke up and I was floating over my sleeping body. It was too real to be dreaming, as if I was awake. Whenever I moved my hand in front of my face, my body in the bed would do the same exact thing. Flexed my fingers, even gave myself the finger. I then went through my wall and looked at myself through my own window. Tested the arm/finger flex, still worked. Even my clock was correct. I was reading that when you have a lucid dream you can tell you're dreaming if you notice the clock numbers change, well, my clock never changed even after I looked away a few times.

I then flew over long island(which was one of the most incredible things ever) into amityville where my job is located. Appeared in my office, (everything was dark), then flew back to my house. Looked at myself through the window and tested the flex thing again. I then floated over my body and whenever I got too close, my whole vision and body would distort and flutter, it eventually started to vibrate really hard so I backed off and tried again. I eventually just braved the vibrations and then I woke up suddenly in my bed, my window curtains were moving slightly(which is impossible because my window isnt actually open and my door is closed, and I dont have a fan to blow air around in my room. My entire body felt super tingly all over, like when your leg falls asleep. It was one of the coolest experiences ever.

After that I tried to go back to sleep to try it again but I ended up jsut getting that weird vibrating feeling and I totally started to freak out so I woke myself up and went on the computer for awhile. I eventually went back to sleep but didnt have any experiences. This happened sometime in April.

BTW, I love these threads. I hope this becomes a GAF classic.


Dream Theater fan ?
 
LCGeek said:
That's the dumbest shit I've ever heard. Not only is it a generalization that ignores the fact most of these types don't blend one bit most aren't harden believers of such things. Freemasons are real George Washington was one among many other well respect invidividuals in history. To the empirical for deciding what is without experiencing the situations for themselves. To the judgemental for acting like they know all there is to know despite being on a small rock in the middle of no where.

:D :D :D

Of course I'm not saying Freemasons aren't real, I'm saying that they believe in some stupid shit about the Supreme Being. Trust me, dude, I know this stuff like the back of my hand. Specifically the hand that points me towards google.

Incidentally, I don't respect people who thinks that black people should be slaves - but lets not even TOUCH that one.

Anyway, we're really getting off on a tangent. I was pointing out the stupidity of that 'saying'. Lets get back to the meat of this thread: weird events and the possible supernatural and scientific interpretations thereof. Stop getting angry because people are discussing this stuff because it's getting goddamn tiring now.
 
Tonay said:
Of course I'm not saying Freemasons aren't real, I'm saying that they believe in some stupid shit about the Supreme Being. Trust me, dude, I know this stuff like the back of my hand. Specifically the hand that points me towards google.

Incidentally, I don't respect people who thinks that black people should be slaves - but lets not even TOUCH that one.

Anyway, we're really getting off on a tangent. I was pointing out the stupidity of that 'saying'. Lets get back to the meat of this thread: weird events and the possible supernatural and scientific interpretations thereof. Stop getting angry because people are discussing this stuff because it's getting goddamn tiring now.

How did slaves enter this discussion? BTW I'm black for the record.

Freemasons believe in a lot of shit but they have left their mark in various cultures for hundreds of years. I'd be more worry about religious groups or individuals that can't keep their beliefs in check with a need to ram it down others throats. Not all freemasons believe in supreme being some just call it energy or light with no sense of sentient consciousness. There are various types with a google search or youtube have left that out in the open. Nor are all freemasons equal in their belief if you claim to know about their pyramid structure the obvious is clear they come from various backgrounds with a common cause. I'm not angry at all I was just point out an inaccuracy of your statement, way to project your own feelings on to me.
 
LCGeek said:
How did slaves enter this discussion? BTW I'm black for the record.

You said George Washington was a well respected person. He kept slaves, hence I don't respect him. We can discuss it further in a new thread if you like.


Freemasons believe in a lot of shit but they have left their mark in various cultures for hundreds of years. I'd be more worry about religious groups or individuals that can't keep their beliefs in check with a need to ram it down others throats. Not all freemasons believe in supreme being some just call it energy or light with no sense of sentient consciousness. There are various types with a google search or youtube have left that out in the open. Nor are all freemasons equal in their belief if you claim to know about their pyramid structure the obvious is clear they come from various backgrounds with a common cause. I'm not angry at all I was just point out an inaccuracy of your statement, way to project your own feelings on to me.

This is all largely irrelevant both to the thread and to our discussion. Membership of the Freemasons involves a mandatory pledge of belief in the Supreme Being which is enough for me to place them in the same group of crackpots listed above. If someone refers to light energy as a Supreme Being I also include them in the crackpot category. I really don't see why you're getting in so much of a fixation about it, and really wish we could get back into the discussion (otherwise please make a thread so we can discuss it properly).

Can someone please post some creepy stories? I know of a few that'll creep you out if no-one else wants to go.
 
Tonay said:
Can someone please post some creepy stories? I know of a few that'll creep you out if no-one else wants to go.

Why bother if all you're going to do is continue to try and debunk them?
 
Lionheart1827 said:
Well there was this one time that I was vacationing in Italy and I met this young eccentric man, he claimed to be a count. He said that he and his brother who was a historian would offer to give me a tour. So we got into his car and we sped down narrow streets and dusty roads until we came across this huge picturesque estate. On the way there, he mentioned that his brother's life was exaggerated by a famous cannibal curator(hannibal lector). I thought that was pretty cool but it was a bit creepy.

We then went into the estate and he asked if we wanted to see their secret holy place. While showing us I saw in disbelief a saint still dressed in royal clothes behind the altar. We then headed for the wine cellar, and he was telling us that during times of war, legend was traced back inside these castle walls. Soldiers came to hide in barrels filled with wine, but they never escape, and those tombs of oak are where they died. I couldn't believe what I was hearing and was getting increasingly scared for my life. The count eventually noticed that I was upset and distressed and I told him why. He said not to be afraid and he would never hurt me. The chapel, saint, the soldiers in the wine are all stories handed down through time. He said I was free to go of course and to go tell the world his story.

John Petrucci is a GAFfer? :lol
 
Leunam said:
Why fucking if all you're going to do is continue to try and debunk them?

We're discussing them. Is this a thread where we're only allowed to post stories, but not allowed to discuss what a likely scientific explanation might be?


I'm sorry for coming across as an asshole in this thread but it was that initial story about the pakistani girl who's missing that pissed me off the most and I had to speak up against the nonsense. After that everyone started calling me names because my responses were ruining the fun - although if you're gonna post a story about how your dad saw a shadow in a room and thought it was a ghost, I kinda feel compelled to bring up that scene from Home Alone where the boy thinks there's a basement monster, and eventually he realises it's just his imagination.



















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Tonay said:
You said George Washington was a well respected person. He kept slaves, hence I don't respect him. We can discuss it further in a new thread if you like.

Nah I get the point thanks for clearing it up.


Tonay said:
This is all largely irrelevant both to the thread and to our discussion. Membership of the Freemasons involves a mandatory pledge of belief in the Supreme Being which is enough for me to place them in the same group of crackpots listed above. If someone refers to light energy as a Supreme Being I also include them in the crackpot category. I really don't see why you're getting in so much of a fixation about it, and really wish we could get back into the discussion (otherwise please make a thread so we can discuss it properly).

Can someone please post some creepy stories? I know of a few that'll creep you out if no-one else wants to go.

True point I was only mentioning that point to show that the supreme being they believe in is different and that only the idea of a oneness is required. My main point is that crackpots despite the label are quite varied in the nature and really have no business being merged as it devalues their extremes belief for what they really are. No need for a separate discussion you cleared my issue and why I responded to begin with.

Since you wanted a creepy story I will share a short one about some family heirloom's of my mom's (I'm adopted) side of the family. My grandma has passed down various dining room and chair sets to various people in the family I do not know their nature but they creep me out. The backs literally look like faces of horror victims screaming in abstract way. Use to have tons of dreams about them in a evil way nightmarish way. Me and my cousin use to play around them and underneath, apparently the entities felt it was disrespectful just relating my feelings for the record. Little by little over time when we were left in the house strange things would happens knocks, thuds, or objects moving despite the fact it was in two in the house in a direct line of sight. What got me and my cousin is one day the power kept going out any time we played around the tables or chairs suffice to say we learned our lesson to take our goofiness outside whenever the adults weren't around. After that no more dreams or any kind of unexplained experiences relating to the subject.
 
Tonay said:
We're discussing them. Is this a thread where we're only allowed to post stories, but not allowed to discuss what a likely scientific explanation might be?

It's already been explained why you're coming off as a dick several times.

Based on the OP, I figured we were supposed to share stories and links for a good read, not try to explain it away for no real purpose.
 
If anyone wants real creepy, look up Necrophilia. Now that's fubar.



Anyway, I get all your points, you want me out of the thread. Fair enough. I'm done fighting the good fight. It's been a difficult journey, paved with good intentions. I'm sure we'll meet again someday, I hope it will be under better circumstances.

Don't stop watching the skies. Don't stop looking for the unexplained, the unimaginable, the impossible. Human history moves forward in giant leaps, great discoveries that change things forever. I know we don't know everything, and I know that what we think now is impossible, might not be that way forever. For tomorrow the sun will rise...who knows what the tide shall bring?
 
Tonay said:
If anyone wants real creepy, look up Necrophilia. Now that's fubar.



Anyway, I get all your points, you want me out of the thread. Fair enough. I'm done fighting the good fight. It's been a difficult journey, paved with good intentions. I'm sure we'll meet again someday, I hope it will be under better circumstances.

Don't stop watching the skies. Don't stop looking for the unexplained, the unimaginable, the impossible. Human history moves forward in giant leaps, great discoveries that change things forever. I know we don't know everything, and I know that what we think now is impossible, might not be that way forever. For tomorrow the sun will rise...who knows what the tide shall bring?

you really seem to miss the point of this thread... we are not looking at this stuff as hard fact to reaffirm our "beliefs" or to prove a point, to me this thread is just a cheap thrill like telling ghost stories to friends etc... in the end all we want is to feel the hair on the back of our necks stand up...i think its time for you to step off the ghost train ride.
 
Arcipello said:
you really seem to miss the point of this thread... we are not looking at this stuff as hard fact to reaffirm our "beliefs" or to prove a point, to me this thread is just a cheap thrill like telling ghost stories to friends etc... in the end all we want is to feel the hair on the back of our necks stand up...i think its time for you to step off the ghost train ride.

And that CANNOT be allowed, if we cannot debunk your mumbo jumbo nonsense, we are going back to medieval ages, and this must not continue...EVAR!
 
Tonay said:
Of course I'm not saying Freemasons aren't real, I'm saying that they believe in some stupid shit about the Supreme Being. Trust me, dude, I know this stuff like the back of my hand. Specifically the hand that points me towards google.

Sure you do. Instead of sitting at a computer trying to debunk everything that someone has experienced or believes in by referencing google (lol), how about actually going outside and partaking in actual studies, investigating for yourself and forming your own conclusions? Instead of mocking everyone and sitting on your high horse of all-knowing knowledge from wikipedia, find your own path. It is the only way. You can always spend the night at my neighbours house. There's no need to leave now, keep the crusade going, the thread has taken a fucking divebomb of epic proportions and it'll be tough to return.
 
I didn't want to jump on the "this thread has been ruined" bandwagon... but christ... some people are doing a fantastic job really turning this thread to mean-spirited (no pun intended) shit.

the problem to me isn't that there are people in this thread that don't believe in this stuff and try to match the stories/circumstances up with logic- the problem is that certain people in this thread are just acting like massive dickheads about it. Even though Tonay is completely obnoxious, he's at least putting some effort into discussion.

Those douchebags that poke in here just to say "LULZ IDIOTS BELIEVING IN NONSENSE!" need to be dick-punched.
 
vilmer_ said:
How about actually going outside and partaking in actual studies, investigating for yourself and forming your own conclusions? Instead of mocking everyone and sitting on your high horse of all-knowing knowledge from wikipedia, find your own path.

I'm currently a law student. My job as a lawyer is going to be about proving the truth. Much of that proof involves using books and information to provide compelling evidence. In this thread, that evidence is not only in the books that I grew up reading, but also online. Google is an amazing tool, so lets not criticise me for backing up my theories with real life examples just because it's from a website and not a book!
 
Sometimes if I ever want to spook myself out, I just go watch a few Japanese ghost show segments on youtube or something. Some are bullshit and obviously faked, but others are pretty cool to see. Ghost photography isn't something new and has been done for ages, the only problem is that most, if not all, photographs tend to be invalid unless they are polaroids.

But here's a few to get the chills started:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B2LQhbplhg8
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C6-ghYaO7as
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oK3mhxXCDsA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ss4BUNAbX_I

And some decent channels:

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=misoramen47&view=videos
http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=truthDoor&view=videos
http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=mosquito0709&view=videos
http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=taichungbear&view=videos
http://www.youtube.com/user/garirarira#grid/uploads
 
Arcipello said:
you really seem to miss the point of this thread... we are not looking at this stuff as hard fact to reaffirm our "beliefs" or to prove a point, to me this thread is just a cheap thrill like telling ghost stories to friends etc... in the end all we want is to feel the hair on the back of our necks stand up...i think its time for you to step off the ghost train ride.

Pretty much. If the thread was titled "Unexplained events that can be explained" I could understand his desire to debunk everything thats been posted, but its not. This thread is nothing more than the sharing of stories and occurances for entertainment purposes. If someone believes that something happened to them, no reasoning will force them to see his opinion on the topic no matter how he tries.
 
Drinky Crow used to post a cool story he supposedly experienced himself in previous threads like this. Something about rabbits being horribly mutilated one day right outside his aunt's house.

I love reading about old, unexplained feats of building or engineering. Like the "pacific Venezia" Nan Madol in Micronesia, the treasure pit at Oak Island in Canada or the Antikythera mechanism. Now those things are interesting!
 
I don't know if the concept of vardøgr is very well-known outside of Norway, but I've experienced it once, when I was around 12 or 13. I heard my dad come home from work, ran from the kitchen to the entrance to check.. and no dad. About 15-20 minutes later he did come home, though. My grandmother's also experienced it. There's most likely some mundane, logic explanation to it, but still..


Oh, and I've had deja vu once, when I was 13-14. It was boring and mundane, I just dreamt of sitting in the living room, staring at a specific grocery bag. Some time later, probably a week or two, I was indeed sitting in the living room, staring at that damn grocery bag,

I do have some more ghost stories and myths from northern Norway, I could type them out if anyone's interested.
 
That sounds pretty interesting. We don't have a word for that sort of experience here as far as I know.
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Those Japanese videos always creep me out. I enjoyed this ghost video show that aired on bravo too for those interested:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jf-SxMrWdJ8
There's 5 parts.

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Here are some weird, interesting reads:
Stanford Prison experiement
The Stanford prison experiment was a study of the psychological effects of becoming a prisoner or prison guard. The experiment was conducted in 1971 by a team of researchers led by Psychology Professor Philip Zimbardo at Stanford University. Twenty-four undergraduates were selected out of 70 to play the roles of both guards and prisoners and live in a mock prison in the basement of the Stanford psychology building. Those selected were chosen for their lack of psychological issues, crime history, and medical disabilities, in order to obtain a representative sample. Roles were assigned based on a coin toss.[1]

Prisoners and guards rapidly adapted to their roles, stepping beyond the boundaries of what had been predicted and leading to dangerous and psychologically damaging situations. One-third of the guards were judged to have exhibited "genuine" sadistic tendencies, while many prisoners were emotionally traumatized and two had to be removed from the experiment early

Ancient Astronauts
Ancient astronaut theories or paleocontact are various proposals that intelligent extraterrestrial beings (called ancient astronauts or ancient aliens) have visited Earth and that this contact is linked to the origins or development of human cultures, technologies, and/or religions.

Exploding Head Syndrome
Exploding head syndrome is a condition that causes the sufferer to occasionally experience a tremendously loud noise as originating from within his or her own head, usually described as the sound of an explosion, roar, waves crashing against rocks, loud voices or screams or a ringing noise.

I've actually experienced an "exploding head" while in a state of sleep paralysis. It was really terrifying every time. I've heard my dad screaming for help in the next room as if being murdered, a woman shrieking by the foot of my bed, and a siren going off in my house. All of these really do sound real and a lot of the time extremely loud.
 
This one really isn't supernatural at all, but it's still interesting. My grandfather, my mum's dad. used to work as a lighthouse keeper here in northern Norway when my mum was growing up (latter half of the 60s, early 70s). The lighthouse was, and still is, an isolated place, as it's situated on a rocky little island outside the mainland, and this was during the cold war, which was a tense period, especially since Norway, and specifically northern Norway, is close to Russia, and we had to maintain a delicate balance between our connections to NATO and the US, and at the same time keep the Russians from fucking us over.

Anyway, one night he noticed something falling from the sky and dropping into the ocean, but he couldn't see what it was. Some time later, a few hours I would guess, he noticed marine vessels and ships from the Russian marine in the area where the object fell into the ocean. He obviously never got to know that they were doing there, but personally I'd guess they were fishing up some missile prototype or spy satellite or whatever.
 
GalacticAE said:
That sounds pretty interesting. We don't have a word for that sort of experience here as far as I know.
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Those Japanese videos always creep me out. I enjoyed this ghost video show that aired on bravo too for those interested:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jf-SxMrWdJ8
There's 5 parts.

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Here are some weird, interesting reads:
Stanford Prison experiement


Ancient Astronauts


Exploding Head Syndrome


I've actually experienced an "exploding head" while in a state of sleep paralysis. It was really terrifying every time. I've heard my dad screaming for help in the next room as if being murdered, a woman shrieking by the foot of my bed, and a siren going off in my house. All of these really do sound real and a lot of the time extremely loud.

I've experienced exploding head (quite a few times over the years). Not during sleep paralysis (which I do get) but just in the dead of the night, usually. It's always an alarming sound, someone screaming my name or a loud bang or something of the sort. It's really freaky because it is crystal clear. I learned long ago to ignore it, though :lol
 
From wiki:
Balete Drive is a street located in New Manila, Quezon City, Philippines. It is known for apparitions of a white lady and haunted houses which were built during the Spanish Era (1800s). New Manila has an abundance of balete trees, which, according to legend, is a favorite spot of wandering spirits and other paranormal beings. Paranormal experts believe that the white lady was raped by Japanese soldiers during the Second World War. Witnesses of the white lady, advise motorists to avoid the street at night, especially if they are alone. If it is necessary to travel the route, they advise that the backseat of the car is fully occupied and that no one should look back or look in any mirrors. The apparition wears a night gown, has long hair but has no face or one covered with blood.
Kind of makes me want to go to the Philippines and drive through here...OK not really D:
 
A few more:

One of my mum's older relatives sold her house a few years ago (she was living on an island outside of the mainland here), and bought a house on the mainland so as to not be so isolated out on the island. Turns out, the house is apparently haunted. She doesn't like to talk about it, but the doors in the house would supposedly open and close by themselves. Close to this house is an area that is supposed to be haunted because a farm girl that was living there a long time ago got pregnant with the farmer, who was a married man. One early morning she gave birth to the baby, went out to milk the cows, and went back in and strangled her child before she buried it under a huge pile of rocks in the mountainside at the nearby mountain.

My dad's also told me some stories. While going home from work (this would've been at least 10 years ago) at night (this was in autumn, and it's dark up here in autumn), he suddenly noticed blinking lights in the distance. He pulled over at the side of the road, behind another car that had also pulled over, and went out of the car to see what it was. The lights were blinking in different colors, and were going back and forth rapidly, before this thing suddenly sped up and flew away. Now, these lights were in the vicinity of Andøya, where there's a military base and a space camp where they launch rockets to measure air.. things or whatever. So it could possibly have been something related to those installations, but still..

He also told me that he'd seen ball lightning as a kid. Supposedly it was just a sort of glowing ball that was floating/rolling over my grandparent's lawn, before it eventually disappeared.

One night, as a kid, he woke up and told his mum, my grandmother, that he'd dreamt of a fishing boat sinking, and the men aboard (I think they were two guys on the boat) drowning. The next day his father, who worked as a fisherman at the time, was told that a boat had indeed sunk during the night, and the two men on the boat both drowned.

The final one relating to my dad happened when he was a teenager. He and a guy he knew had driven to a place outside the town where they lived to steal some berries (!? I don't know that those berries are called in English) during night, and the berry bushes were in an area that has a reputation of having a sort of.. strange atmosphere. While they were there, they suddenly noticed this humanoid, glowing thing that was floating down the lawn towards them. They both ran the fuck away, got on the moped they'd used to get there and drove the hell away.

Got some more stories related to my relatives and the place where I live, I'll post them later.
 
Tonay is a fucking dick. Anyway I'll share some scary stories later on.

Fuck it I'll do it now.

When I was around 8yrs old, back in my home country of Venezuela. I always snuck out of the house and played around outside my house. My neighborhood was on a mountain. So my back yard was just a fucking down hill slope. Between my house and the neighbors house was an open area that was barricaded so people wouldn't drop to their death.

One day when I snuck out I met this kid right outside. He waved and as did I. I spoke to him and he opened his mouth and signaled as to say he couldn't speak. We played tag, marbles and a bunch of shit.

This went on for two weeks. Every time I snuck out, he was waiting for me, I only saw him in that time frame and he always for me to get inside the house, even when I peaked to see if he was there he would wave at me.

One day I snuck out and he wasn't there, never was after that.

Nearly 10 years later, I was going through my family album for my grad party photos. That's when I stumbled into a picture of this random family. I took a look and it was just a couple and their kid. I kept looking at the kids face, it was somewhere buried in my mind, but I knew that face, then I looked at his eyes and it was like I fucking teleported back into my childhood. I saw the same kid, it was him. I knew it was him due to his green eyes. He was the first person I've ever met that had green eyes, there was a 0% probability that it was someone else. It's odd seeing a brown person with green eyes. I was so weirded out, I turned the photo over and there was writing on it, it had a vague meaning and grateful thank you I had the feeling someone in that picture was dead.

I talked to my mom about It and discovered that when I was around 2 a car veered off the road and crashed through the barricades in the street and fell down the mountain into our backyard. This occured around 3am, the parents were injured but the little kid died on impact. Our town hospital wasent open
till 5 and my family took care of them till then.

When my told me this, my body became
numb and cold. I was afraid. I just walked away and just thought about it. Figuring everything it could have been. It's really hard talking about things like this because there is nothing but aneccdotal testimony.

It's always fun to tel this story around the campfire.
 
Fuck it, I'll post the rest. Or at least most of the rest :p

I mentioned one of my mum's older relatives living on an island. There's been settlement on said island since.. about 1000 AD, I think, when the vikings first settled there. In one of the more remote areas of the island there's a cave high up in the mountainside, called "bukkekirka" (would translate to something like "the goat's church"). The cave is said to have rock formations resembling benches and an altar inside, and it's been speculated that the vikings might have used it for pagan rituals in heathen times before Christianity reached these remote parts of Norway. Obviously not really creepy or supernatural, but interesting still.

The church on the island is also quite old, and the first church was built there in 1500 (supposedly on top of an even older pagan site from the viking era), and IIRC the current church still contains material from the renovated church that was built in 1796, and when the church floor was renovated about 10 years ago or so, they found skeletal remains of buried priests under the church floor. Anyway, when my mum was in school, this would've been in the mid-70s I guess, her class took a trip to the island, and stayed there overnight. Late at night some boys from her class came over and asked if she wanted to go to the church at midnight to run around it. My mum declined, because her biological father (who died one month before she was born) was buried there. The boys went down anyway, but quickly came back, screaming their lungs out. Turns out, they'd gone down to the church, and heard the benches inside being moved back and forth in the middle of the night. When my mum's class went back to the church the next day, they noticed that the benches had indeed been moved.

Still keeping it related to my mum's side of the family. As I mentioned, my mum's biological dad, Asbjørn, died before she was born. The day he died, my great-grandfather was at sea, as he was a fisherman. Asbjørn, his son, was, like most men at the time, also a fisherman, but he was away, fishing in Finnmark, the farthest and most remote part of Norway. Asbjørn died in Finnmark, due to some sort of kidney related disease or problems, and the day Asbjørn died, my great-grandfather apparently had some sort of vision while he was out at sea, because when he came home he told my great-grandmother that their son was dead, and he knew it for sure. He never told anyone exactly what had happened out there at sea, just that he had seen something.

A few more stories coming up.
 
So, some more. The final one relating to my mum's side of the family. As mentioned, my mum's biological dad was named Asbjørn. His mother, my great-grandmother, was born into a large family (I think she had something like 11 or 12 siblings, not all of them lived to become adults, obviously). Their mother died while the youngest children were still small, and their father was a poor shoemaker, so he couldn't take care of all his children, so some of them were placed in foster homes. Eventually, he hung himself in his naust (a sort of boathouse), and during night his closest friend suddenly woke up, seeing his (by then) dead friend standing by his bed, asking him to please go down to the naust and take down his body, because he didn't want his children to see him like that. My great-grandmother rarely spoke of this, because back in the day suicide was a matter of shame, something that one should not talk about.

Now, over to my paternal grandmother. While my dad was still young, she once went skiing at the marshes close to the nearby mountain. Suddenly she noticed another skier coming her way, so she said hello when he passed, because she thought it was a man she knew, but he didn't respond. She found this strange, and turned around to see where he was, but he was nowhere to be found. Later on she was told that she had most likely seen the ghost of a man who fell into a water pit in the marsh and drowned during WWII, when he was trying to escape the Nazis by skiing.

Same grandmother also told me that when she was young, she'd been at a "juletrefest" (a sort of pre-christmas party for children where they dance around the Christmas tree, sing Christmas songs and get small presents from Santa, like fruit or candy), and was on her way home with her.. I think it was her younger brother. Suddenly, they noticed an old man walking on the side of the road in front of them. The man had a sort of strange glow around him, and suddenly he just disappeared into thin air. Turns out, an old man had gotten a heart attack and died in the area a few years earlier, when he was on his way from the grocery store, walking on the side of the road with his bike..

That should be all. Might post some pieces of local folklore later on.
 
I don't have any specific story, but I went to the Queen Mary for a Christmas party about 8 years ago and damn that place is eerie. Never want to go there again.
 
shagg_187 said:
Yeah it's a bit disturbing since my mom witnessed one of the encounters herself. She was/is haunted/cursed/whatever-you-wanna-call-it. She had been abducted by Jinns/Demons numerous times for a year or so before she disappeared (she has been missing for atleast 3 years now).

The priest who worked on her successful/unsuccessful exorcism has quit practicing it and now has 4 guards guarding his house 24/7.

My mom has seen her throw men (who were trying to control her) who weigh much more than an average person would. The Jinn/Demon wanted to Marry her or something.

At one instance she disappeared in front of their eyes. Ten minutes later, her family got a called from other relatives of mine that she has been sitting in their roof. Mind you, they live approximately four hours away from their home and there is no way in hell anyone could just "disappear" and walk/drive/fly that fast.

I should stop since typing this is making me shiver...

I'm only two pages in and already the idiocy meter is flailing off the charts. This isn't the 1300's, no sane person believes in demons abducting people anymore.

What really amuses me though is this forum is dominated by atheists, and they make the same mistakes the religious do. They take rational discourse and throw it right out the window when whatever they are talking about suits their own beliefs.

Whenever you hear a ghost story its always very similar. Often its second hand information, in the dark where visibility is low, when they are afraid and their memories are at their absolute worst, making total assumptions about what they are seeing. As time goes on their memories begin to fill in the blanks and next thing you know a flash of light turns into and old lady. Of course to the individual devoid of trying to break down what happened in any real way this anecdotal evidence becomes proof for a truly enormous claim.

And of course when you question a story you are being closed minded. Its the people telling the story assuming what they saw or heard was some dead girl that was murdered 50 years ago, or an old ghost lady who strangles homeless people. The person questioning it is trying to gather some objective testimony on what went down, not some friend of a friend of a friend saw blah blah blah therefore the dead walk the earth.

And no, I don't want to piss on everyones parade. Ghost stories are great fun but if you haven't figured out proof revolves repeat experimentation and not the absolute least reliable evidence that exists: eye witness testimony, you are doing it wrong.
 
TheHeretic said:
I'm only two pages in and already the idiocy meter is flailing off the charts. This isn't the 1300's, no sane person believes in demons abducting people anymore.

What really amuses me though is this forum is dominated by atheists, and they make the same mistakes the religious do. They take rational discourse and throw it right out the window when whatever they are talking about suits their own beliefs.

Whenever you hear a ghost story its always very similar. Often its second hand information, in the dark where visibility is low, when they are afraid and their memories are at their absolute worst, making total assumptions about what they are seeing. As time goes on their memories begin to fill in the blanks and next thing you know a flash of light turns into and old lady. Of course to the individual devoid of trying to break down what happened in any real way this anecdotal evidence becomes proof for a truly enormous claim.

And of course when you question a story you are being closed minded. Its the people telling the story assuming what they saw or heard was some dead girl that was murdered 50 years ago, or an old ghost lady who strangles homeless people. The person questioning it is trying to gather some objective testimony on what went down, not some friend of a friend of a friend saw blah blah blah therefore the dead walk the earth.

And no, I don't want to piss on everyones parade. Ghost stories are great fun but if you haven't figured out proof revolves repeat experimentation and not the absolute least reliable evidence that exists: eye witness testimony, you are doing it wrong.

When I was maybe 6 years old I woke up one sunday morning and sat on the ground to play with my toys. Everybody else was sleeping since I used to wake up real early. So, as I was playing, I looked to the corridor that went to the bedrooms and saw this girl, maybe 10 year old, dressed in pink pajamas. I waved at her, she waved back and I went back to my toys. Nothing scary, no boos, no scary noises. Just that.
Some time (maybe months) after that my mom saw probably the same girl when she was brushing her teeth, she followed her until she dissapeared by the window.
My sister, when she was only some months old, pointed to the window and mumbled "grandpa" some times only hours after his death.

Again, nothing creepy about these stories but there are NO scientific explanations for them. Anyone who believes them, ok, anyone who doesn't, no problem either.
 
Tonay said:
No. It should be more like:

To the mystic, the pyschic, the Truther, the Birther, the New World Orderer, the Reptilia, the Moon Hoaxer, the abductee, the faith healer, palm reader, ghost hunter, tarot reader, spoon bender, the satanist, the exorcist, the possesed, the christian, the jew, the sikh, the witch, the witch burner, the astrologist, the scientologist, the UFOlogist, the Mormon, the numbskull, the fuckhead, the dipshit, the douchebag, the cockmaster, the asshole, the bitchboy, the sampfag, the freemason, the native american, the horse whisperer, the bigfoot chaser, the creationist, the telepath, the reincarnated, the republican, and the Tonay, no proof is necessary. To the skeptic, just one little eensy weensy teeny tiny bit of proof is all that's required.

Fixed.
 
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