Creepy unsolved/paranormal/strange events thread

Speaking of living in a Haunted Mansion:D One of my uncles bought this mansion for super cheap when my family moved to Illinois. They always found it odd how cheap it was. There was a guy living in the basement when he acquired it that said this house is haunted. Not only that but my uncles payments for the house started coming back to him as if the seller wouldnt or couldnt accept them, so my uncle never did even pay the full price.

The years would pass and everyone who lived there including myself would have a story to share about the house. FOR INSTANCE. The uncle who bought the house dreamt that a woman attacked him and threw hot soup on him. His wife attests that he woke up saying that his back was burning.

One aunt swears that she was standing outside one day and she looked up and seen a giant crows feet above the house. One day all the adults went clubbing and me, my cousin and aunt decided to watch trilogy of terror. We went to the kitchen to make sandwiches, we heard someone scream this really creepy scream and rat out of the kitchen.

We caught what sounded like EVP on tape. That probably was the most scary incident. we actually had a family friend who was a preacher listen to it. It made the stuff you hear on youtube seem like childsplay. It was so clear.
 
A few months back my mother calls me up out of the blue sounding upset wondering if I could Google one of her brother's phone number. A brother she doesn't entirely get along with. She has eleven brothers and sisters, and came from a rough childhood but is really only close to a couple of them at this point because being the youngest at 56 and the oldest brother being in his 80's, most of them have died.

So the sister she is extremely close to and has a big history with has been on and off sick for the past 10 years or so having been through a battle with cancer as well. Overall she had been doing well lately however.

Her calling me up like that with such an odd request (Since she really cannot stand the man) made me think "Oh no, her sister Rose has died....", it was just a weird vibe. But here it turns out she was calling me from a paint store and could get a huge discount if she had her brother's business ID whatever because he was in some kind of union - I don't know the specifics. The reason she was upset was the worker at the paint store was being an asshole and on top of it she really didn't want to call her brother but it was a big enough discount to be worth it.

She had also made plans to go to the casino with her sister that upcoming Saturday which she ended up having to cancel.

So five days later
I am at work and I get a call from my mother sobbing - "My sister Rose passed away last night."

There was no inkling leading up to this whatsoever that this woman was going to die and it still spooks the hell out of me.
 
Something I just have to say thats odd, is how if you're "aware" you're in a dream, you can never change the lighting (as in messing with a light switch never changes the lights in the room) if you're in a building. Also clocks never seem to change time, or they just have a blurry set of numbers on them.

EDIT: :lol apparently thats one of the primary signs of lucid dreaming, so maybe its not that strange at all? Either way, nothing worse than entering some dark area in your dream, not being able to turn on a light or any light source, and then you feel some odd presence surrounding you. Freaks me out and I end up waking up quick.
 
Teknoman said:
Something I just have to say thats odd, is how if you're "aware" you're in a dream, you can never change the lighting (as in messing with a light switch never changes the lights in the room) if you're in a building. Also clocks never seem to change time, or they just have a blurry set of numbers on them.
I found that if you think that the next room has a light on you can have a light in that room.
 
Aika'svyse said:
We caught what sounded like EVP on tape. That probably was the most scary incident. we actually had a family friend who was a preacher listen to it. It made the stuff you hear on youtube seem like childsplay. It was so clear.
I would like to hear more on this. Oh and did that guy with the creapy books come back with more stories?
 
Calantus said:
i can never control my dreams like that, it's like watching a movie. I also rarely remember my dreams.
There is a man on Super Human by Stan Lee can control his dreams and wake up on will. Pretty fascinating.
 
Aika'svyse said:
We caught what sounded like EVP on tape. That probably was the most scary incident. we actually had a family friend who was a preacher listen to it. It made the stuff you hear on youtube seem like childsplay. It was so clear.

Any way you can upload it?

Calantus said:
i can never control my dreams like that, it's like watching a movie. I also rarely remember my dreams.

I can usually remember my dreams, but for some reason i've been having lucid dreams over the past year or so. More than usual anyway.
 
I would like to hear more on this. Oh and did that guy with the creapy books come back with more stories?
The only other story I recall vividly about the books was, my cousin said that his father began reading the books again in the 90s. During this time my cousin sorta became obssessed with wanting to see more of the books himself. My uncle kept them locked in a chest and wouldnt let him. My cousin would tell me that my uncle went ahead and began showing him small amounts, but he would hide most of the page with his hands. So i asked my cousin to describe what he saw and he just said that there were all of these weird symbols.

So we decided we'd go to the library to see if they had the books, they didnt, but we spent that whole day looking up withcraft books. It was about 3PM when we left the library. Me and my cousin were walking down the street toward his house when we heard a huge crowd behind us, both of us instantly turned around and there was nobody there. We walked back to try to see where the crowd went. there was nowhere they could have went to get out of sight that quick. It was still very light outside. That creeped us both out. I don't have an explanation for that. I just wanted to forget about all the books and stuff.


Teknoman
Originally Posted by Aika'svyse:
We caught what sounded like EVP on tape. That probably was the most scary incident. we actually had a family friend who was a preacher listen to it. It made the stuff you hear on youtube seem like childsplay. It was so clear.

Any way you can upload it?
This was in the 80s, so like today i'd have youtube it first thing, but then no, didnt even think of preserving it. We played the tape back so much it tore up. I honestly was so glad. The day we heard it the first time I didnt even want to come home from school I was so creeped out. These days I like to tell people maybe the tape we were using was just flawed.

For years at family gatherings people would say do you remember that tape ya'll recorded. Gosh I hated that question.

Anyway for the tape there seemed to be 2 men and a woman talking on it. We had been recording me and my female cousin, so at first we thought maybe it was a flaw in the tape and those were our voices, it sounded like they were saying what we were saying....but then you could clearly hear the female voice say "are they russian" and then a male voice clearly said "I dont know"

every time we played the tape more talking would be added. And before where it appeared they were saying what we were saying, it now seemed more like their tone was mocking us. Then the laughing they'd do was just scary. But the most scary thing is it seemed like the people on the tape were aware that we were listening to them. something new would appear on the tape hear and there, we'd hear stuff that we knew wasnt there before.
 
Serbian urban stories:


1. white lady

there is a tunnel, somewhere near city of Kragujevac, where a girl is hitchhiking for a ride...

couple of months ago, a dude from Belgrade, stopped, seeing how the girl is very pretty. she entered the car, and he asked: where do you want to go ? she said: if you are going for Kragujevac, i will show you, it's a village, couple of kilometers before the City.

he drove, and she was silent. at a certain point, she said: it is a rarity these days, for a man to want to help a stranger, and i am very glad that you came, you must be a good person.

he smiled .. wanted to know more about her, he asked if they could have a drink together.

she replied that it is OK, but she has some things to attend to, and if it's possible, for them to meet on his way back, if he has time. he agreed. she told him to ring the doorbell of the house, where he is going to leave her for now.


yesterday, when a dude finished what he had in the city, he drowe up to a girl's house, and rang a bell.

an old lady opened the door, and he asked for a girls name. with a sad voice, the old lady replied:

"you are not the first, or the last to ask for her, my dear boy ... she has been dead since 1975. "

he went into shock, loosing his breath, he started to scream loud, and then the old lady took him in, gave him a glass of water. he asked for any kind of an explenation, and the old lady said she was her daughter, that died in a car crash, somewhere near the tunnel where he found her. he asked for a picture of her, and the old lady showd - it was the girl he drove in his car.



more to come :)
 
The only paranormal type experience I've ever heard was about me when I was a kid. I think it was just the fact that I had an imaginary friend but my mum thought it was more sinister.

The house where I grew up had 3 bedrooms, my mum always said she felt weird in the 2nd bedroom, she said it felt cold and lonely. As a child my room was the smallest, my brother had the second room until we had a loft conversion and he moved up there. A few months after moving into the second bedroom, I must have been about 5 years old, my mum said she heard me talking to someone so came in to see who it was but I was alone playing with some toys. She got really scared and took me out of the house, we went to a friends place until my dad came home from work. When we got home she went to the room and to this day she still swears she heard a child crying and that the room was freezing cold. I wasn't allowed to sleep in there any more and had to move back into the small bedroom.

As I said before I think it was much a do about nothing, lots of children probably have imaginary friends who they talk to when they're playing. I believed that for many a year.. I believed it until I found out that a young boy had passed away in the house due to neglect. That kinda creeped me out :D
 
Benson said:
The only paranormal type experience I've ever heard was about me when I was a kid. I think it was just the fact that I had an imaginary friend but my mum thought it was more sinister.

The house where I grew up had 3 bedrooms, my mum always said she felt weird in the 2nd bedroom, she said it felt cold and lonely. As a child my room was the smallest, my brother had the second room until we had a loft conversion and he moved up there. A few months after moving into the second bedroom, I must have been about 5 years old, my mum said she heard me talking to someone so came in to see who it was but I was alone playing with some toys. She got really scared and took me out of the house, we went to a friends place until my dad came home from work. When we got home she went to the room and to this day she still swears she heard a child crying and that the room was freezing cold. I wasn't allowed to sleep in there any more and had to move back into the small bedroom.

As I said before I think it was much a do about nothing, lots of children probably have imaginary friends who they talk to when they're playing. I believed that for many a year.. I believed it until I found out that a young boy had passed away in the house due to neglect. That kinda creeped me out :D


In other news:

http://www.coasttocoastam.com/

1am - 5am ET
10pm - 2am PT
Children's Pararnormal Experiences (Sun 09-12)

First Half: A child's imaginary friend could be a ghost. Author and parapsychology expert, Ursula Bielski, will discuss how to talk to children about their paranormal experiences. Followed by Open Lines. Hosted by Ian Punnett.


You gotta call in man :D
 
Am I the only one who gets strangely emotional reading stories that seem true? As the "punch line" hits, my eyes start to water like crazy and I get goosebumps. It's weird. Reading Benson's story, as soon as I got to the part about his mom going into the room and hearing the child crying and feeling the temperature, my eyes watered.

I'd say it's just because I'm drunk, but this happens when I'm sober.
 
stilgar said:
Looks a lot like this (creepy) footage from Portugalhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ybsqzz4mN-c

man, i love this thread. stuff like that, folklore & stories here. mebbe im reading too much Hellboy/B.P.R.D. but holy shit would i love to travel & investigate this kinda shit, haha. for instance: that dude with the books is driving me crazy. i grew up with the daughter of this woman who was some reformed high priestess of something or other, and to this day, i still have weird memories from being really little & sleeping over, and not listening to the warnings of going to bed at the hour i was told (my vision wasn't so great as a kid, and i love/loved wandering around), swear id see statues follow me and things like that, but again, i was a kid who prolly wanted to see these things.
only thing that stands out was she too had books, or at least one book, i wasnt allowed to read. i tried one time - page i opened up to was about some sect and a sort've demonic incantation they'd used on someone i guess they had reason to, and before i got too into the gruesome detail, she found me & took it from me. i was told i could read it if i wanted when i grew up, but i can't find the family since they moved. my curiosity kills me on stuff like this: i'm totally the dumb white guy in horror flicks that goes up in the attic:lol

it's really weird to be an absolute skeptic of any of this stuff but still want to take a group and go ghosthunting up in St Augustine (here in FL) or the like, just for the excitement. empirically, sure, there's nothing to find...but i'd so love to be proven wrong.
 
Why the hell is GAF always bumping this thread at 2am in the fucking morning!?

*reads some more*

I swear to god I'm going to have to play Katamari for 2 hours before I can sleep after reading this shit.

KEEP IT COMING! :D
 
Kuro Madoushi said:
The skeptic in my screams "fake" :P The cheesy graphical... anomalies don't help it.

Still, if it was a fake, it was alright.
Oh come on that is totally fake :lol

The existence of ghosts.. or at least ghosts how they are usually portrayed.. has to be the biggest crock of shit around. Its estimated that in the history of man approximately 100 billion (with a B) people have died. If even that 50% accurate that would mean every other inch of land is probably a site where someone died a horrific death. We should be inundated with ghostly phenomenon just walking to work in the morning.
 
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it was such a lovely parade. oh well.
 
water_wendi said:
Oh come on that is totally fake :lol

The existence of ghosts.. or at least ghosts how they are usually portrayed.. has to be the biggest crock of shit around. Its estimated that in the history of man approximately 100 billion (with a B) people have died. If even that 50% accurate that would mean every other inch of land is probably a site where someone died a horrific death. We should be inundated with ghostly phenomenon just walking to work in the morning.
Why would you do that? Let people have their fun. Jeez.
 
Big Baybee said:
Why would you do that? Let people have their fun. Jeez.


Come on, he's trying to educate you. He took his precious time to go in this ridiculous thread, and read every single page of it, just to show you how wrong you are, show some respect.
 
water_wendi said:
Oh come on that is totally fake :lol

The existence of ghosts.. or at least ghosts how they are usually portrayed.. has to be the biggest crock of shit around. Its estimated that in the history of man approximately 100 billion (with a B) people have died. If even that 50% accurate that would mean every other inch of land is probably a site where someone died a horrific death. We should be inundated with ghostly phenomenon just walking to work in the morning.

Of course ghosts most likely don't exist, but let us have our fun, would you. Personally I consider wrestling to be nothing but shitty, fake theatrics for children, but I don't post in wrasslin' threads to tell the fans they're adults who are enjoying something even kids would find embarassing and blatantly fake :p
 
water_wendi said:
Oh come on that is totally fake :lol

The existence of ghosts.. or at least ghosts how they are usually portrayed.. has to be the biggest crock of shit around. Its estimated that in the history of man approximately 100 billion (with a B) people have died. If even that 50% accurate that would mean every other inch of land is probably a site where someone died a horrific death. We should be inundated with ghostly phenomenon just walking to work in the morning.


While I'm inclined to agree about most ghostly apparitions being dubious, I don't think that "people have died horribly everywhere" is a great argument for their nonexistence. There could be any number of factors that determine whether a person/spirit/entity/whatever hangs around haunting a particular area- we're simply not in a position to know.

Also, I'm all for attention being drawn to fakes. There are plenty of real mysteries out there, including several things discussed in this thread. If anyone can offer up any constructive and enlightening criticism on anything here, I say go for it!
 
Poimandres said:
Also, I'm all for attention being drawn to fakes. There are plenty of real mysteries out there, including several things discussed in this thread.

if anyone ever comes to Serbia, let me know, send me a PM, i'll guide you, there are a number of things that "fall out of the place", you should come and see the miraculous monastery of Ostrog (Montenegro), and see the miracles for yourself.
 
Years ago my fiancée worked at a hospital just on the outskirts of Manchester (here in the UK). The building was extremely old and had obviously been the site of many events, both happy and sad.

Loads of crazy things happened in that place. Repeated sightings of a disembodied figure on one ward, drifting between the beds as the patients slept. On other nights, the lifting poles at the end of those very same beds would swing in unison from one end of the ward to the other.

One old operating theatre had been converted into a store room, but it was kept locked and bolted during the night. Sometimes surgical equipment would clatter and bang around in a frenzy - items thrown from one side to the other. On quieter evenings, medical kit would just move and swap into odd positions.

The staff simply learned to take the events in their stride, ignoring as best they could the strange activity. For example, the store room would be unlocked in the morning - any mess or disruption was cleaned up and muddled items placed back in position. It’s amazing how people in such extraordinary circumstances can adjust and go about their daily routine unfazed.

Over the years, I’ve met numerous staff who’ve worked at that hospital - all have been quite sincere in describing the same events.

The old hospital building was closed some time ago and eventually converted into flats. For the residents sake, I hope things have quietened down - there's no way I'd live there.
 
Bru said:
The staff simply learned to take the events in their stride, ignoring as best they could the strange activity. For example, the store room would be unlocked in the morning - any mess or disruption was cleaned up and muddled items placed back in position. It’s amazing how people in such extraordinary circumstances can adjust and go about their daily routine unfazed.


well, that's the only way. It's scientist's job to carry about this shit, normal folks should think if it's harmful or not.
 
subversus said:
well, that's the only way. It's scientist's job to carry about this shit, normal folks should think if it's harmful or not.

That’s true. Mind you, if I'd been working there at the time - well, I'd probably be out the front door like a shot! :lol
 
Shamelessly stolen from the Hispani - GAF tread, a heartwarming story about two hispanic boogeymans, "el hombre del saco" and "el sacamantecas":

No, el sacamantecas is still scary even when you are 26. It is based on a group of real Spanish serial murders.

The name derives from "sacar" ("to extract") and "manteca" ("body fat"). The crimes that inspired the "sacamantecas" boogeyman were very real and scary. It was a mix of the following criminals:

Romasanta: He lived on the XIXth century, and sold fat and grease for home use (leather preservation, lubricant, etc). Some of his neighbours claimed that the fat he obtained in order to elaborate these products came from muredered humans, so the goverment tried to arrest him. Now, this is when shit got real: he ran away and scaped the arrest, killing one policeman and nine people with his own teeth and actually eating parts of their body. He was latter diagnosed with lycantropy (it is an actual mental illness), and his execution sentence was conmuted into life prision in order to study his fascinant mental condition.

Juan Diaz de Garayo: Serial killer that killed up to six prostitutes inflicting horrible wounds to their bellys. Even thought he only killed one children, his fame for his hatred about children had to do with the fact that he was caught by the police due to a small girl: his face was so horrible that she got scared and started screaming her lungs out. People thought that he tried to molest her, and carried him to the nearest police station, where they latter discovered that he was the serial killer.

The "hombre del saco" also existed. It was an actual motherfucker that kidnapped and killed a seven year old children in order to obtain his body fat, which was very priced as it was believed that it acted as a remedy against tuberculosis at the time.

Quite awesome article about the origins of the "hombre del saco" and "sacamantecas" here:

http://tejiendoelmundo.wordpress.com/2009/03/23/mitos-y-leyendas-el-sacamantecas/
 
Igoritza said:
Serbian urban stories:


1. white lady

This is unrelated but it reminds me of something that creeped me out. A few months ago my mom sent me out to get some food around 11PM, after I got in my car I saw an old lady with white hair and wearing a white nightgown while walking her white dog. She stared at me through my window for a little too long for comfort.
 
I was probably about 9 years old and was getting ready to go to sleep. I took my jeans off a few feet away from my bed. As I took them off, a nickel fell out of my back pocket and landed on my wooden floor. Normally, I would have picked it up and put it in some sort of container but I was extremely tired so I just rolled into bed and decided to get it in the morning.

As I lie in bed, I was staring into my room, deep in thought, and I saw a man appear. He had a gentle blue aura about him and the way he was dressed clearly indicated that he was from a previous generation, probably the late 1800's. He was in view for a total of about three or four seconds. He bent over, reached down to the floor to pick up the nickel, then looked over at me slightly startled as if he didn't realize I was there. He made eye contact with me for less than a full second and then vanished.

I didn't flinch for the rest of the night until I fell asleep because I was paralyzed by the mixture of shock and fright. The next morning I went to pick up the nickel that was on the floor, assuming the man from the night before was just part of a dream, but to my surprise it really had vanished.



I have one other story.

My grandpa died about eight years ago. He and my mother had a conversation several months before he died in which she specifically asked him to move a wooden plaque on our mantle after he passed away if there really was an afterlife. A couple months following his death, my mother was walking around the house talking to her sister when she stopped in her tracks because she had noticed that the wooden plaque had been turned around. The only people that knew about this pact prior to it actually happening were my mother, my grandpa, and my dad. My mother asked my father if he moved it several times very forcefully and he denied ever having touched it each time and claimed that he was just as baffled as she was. To this day, my grandpa, post-death, is the only person that could have moved it.
 
IrishNinja said:
that's a pretty cool offer, Igoritza - can you give some details on the monastery?

Its a Monastery dedicated to a Saint - Holy Vasilije from Ostrog - a miracle maker for life.

there are several stories, one being the true story, with confirmations, and a person to verify -

it is said that anyone who makes his way towards Ostrog, would find no trouble, and is sure to get there.

in 80's, a mother wanting to get away from a bad life, took her baby, and walked towards the monastery, barefoot. she lost her strength, just about when she climbed on the mountain side, and dropped the baby into abyss of 80 meters.

she cried, wanted to jump down, out of her misery, but a Priest walked to her, sure of Vasilije's miracles, and said to her - let's get your baby.

they went downthere, there were a lot of people terified by the accident, and - when they came downthere - the baby was wraped u in sheets, crying and making noises, like she was put to a ground, nothing more.

that baby is now alive, she is a woman in Montenegro, dedicated her life towards God's name.


alos, there is a custom, when remains of Vasilije are taken out of the chamber, and they walk with him, layad down on a ceremonial bed. everytime that is done - they put on him a new clothes.

everytime the body gets back into the monastery - socks are torn, like he was walking with alongside priests for the tour. newly selected priests that see that for the first time, cry out, because of amaze of the miracle.

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Actually had something creepy and unexplained happen to me recently. Though looking back on it, it really seems pretty benign...

This past Sunday, my wife and I were driving up the interstate home after spending the weekend down at her family's house. The part of the interstate we were driving along is completely lined with big mature pine trees, and while you could see the glow of the lights of civilization in the sky behind them, the trees themselves were pitch black this time of night, and there weren't any cars on that side of the highway to illuminate anything.

So while I'm driving along, out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw movement, so I divert my gaze a bit towards the trees on the other side just in time to see... Not really sure how to describe it. It was amorphous like a plastic bag (And about the same size), but I kind of got the impression that it was kind of flat and "flowy" like a piece of silk. It looked like a shadow moving in three dimensions, in that it was completely and utterly black and opaque and reflected no light whatsoever.

I see this thing arc out of the treeline (We were going 70ish miles an hour) and land right smack dab in the middle of the windshield of the car without making a sound or an impact, and the immediately slide up and out of sight. Wife didn't see a thing, which makes me almost certain that I was just seeing shit. I've been prone to seeing "Shadow people" in the past, only they weren't ever actually people, just... Well actually I was prone to seeing shadow cats, but the point was they were always small and never a person.

Like I said, it's completely stupid in the light of day and has a pretty good logical explanation, but I'll be damned if the hair on the back of my neck weren't standing bolt upright for a good 20 minutes after.
 
Mike M said:
Actually had something creepy and unexplained happen to me recently. Though looking back on it, it really seems pretty benign...

This past Sunday, my wife and I were driving up the interstate home after spending the weekend down at her family's house. The part of the interstate we were driving along is completely lined with big mature pine trees, and while you could see the glow of the lights of civilization in the sky behind them, the trees themselves were pitch black this time of night, and there weren't any cars on that side of the highway to illuminate anything.

So while I'm driving along, out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw movement, so I divert my gaze a bit towards the trees on the other side just in time to see... Not really sure how to describe it. It was amorphous like a plastic bag (And about the same size), but I kind of got the impression that it was kind of flat and "flowy" like a piece of silk. It looked like a shadow moving in three dimensions, in that it was completely and utterly black and opaque and reflected no light whatsoever.

I see this thing arc out of the treeline (We were going 70ish miles an hour) and land right smack dab in the middle of the windshield of the car without making a sound or an impact, and the immediately slide up and out of sight. Wife didn't see a thing, which makes me almost certain that I was just seeing shit. I've been prone to seeing "Shadow people" in the past, only they weren't ever actually people, just... Well actually I was prone to seeing shadow cats, but the point was they were always small and never a person.

Like I said, it's completely stupid in the light of day and has a pretty good logical explanation, but I'll be damned if the hair on the back of my neck weren't standing bolt upright for a good 20 minutes after.

do not think it's stupid, and you seeing shit. here me out, a similar but very weird thing happened to me -


i was driving towards Belgrade, from where im from, and i was passing through a forest. there were 2 really drunk friends in my car, on the back seat, sleeping both.

all of a sudden, i slowed down, cause there was uncanny wind starting to blow the shit out of trees, that stood peacefully a minute ago. not one leaf was moving, and then the wind started - made me tripping.

i slowed, going not more than 40 kilometers/hour (~30 miles/hour).

at a certain moment - the wind stopped, like it was on a button, and someone pushed it - nothing! no sound (window was open), nothing moved, only my engine made noise.

so, i stopped, scared like shit. wanted to get out of the car, when i looked to my left -

a fucking ME was standing behind trees smiling at me!

same clothes, same everything - me.

it sounds vague, but you cannot imagine how scared i was. if i didnt shit my pants at that moment, i never will.

startd the car, pumped the gas, and got the hell out of that forest - friends woke up, to ask me what the hell is wrong with my speed, but i didnt say a word, till we got to the belgrade center.
 
water_wendi said:
Oh come on that is totally fake :lol

The existence of ghosts.. or at least ghosts how they are usually portrayed.. has to be the biggest crock of shit around. Its estimated that in the history of man approximately 100 billion (with a B) people have died. If even that 50% accurate that would mean every other inch of land is probably a site where someone died a horrific death. We should be inundated with ghostly phenomenon just walking to work in the morning.



I'm pretty sure that figure is wrong.
 
I don't know if anyone else ever heard of this, but the relation of butterflies to a death coming? I was driving my moms to a BJ's to pick up some stuff and on the way something bumped against the windshield of my car.

It happened pretty fast and it looked like a black butterfly. As soon as my moms saw that, she looked at me and said "was that a butterfly?" I looked at her and said yeah, it looked like a butterfly. She then said that that was a possible sign someone we knew was going to pass away.

We're latino so little things like that my moms will take heed to. It kind of spooked me a bit but then I thought nothing of it. Until I found out a couple of days later that a cousin of mine passed away. I guess it could be a crazy coincidence but I also thought it was pretty weird.
 
purple cobra said:
I don't know if anyone else ever heard of this, but the relation of butterflies to a death coming? I was driving my moms to a BJ's to pick up some stuff and on the way something bumped against the windshield of my car.

It happened pretty fast and it looked like a black butterfly. As soon as my moms saw that, she looked at me and said "was that a butterfly?" I looked at her and said yeah, it looked like a butterfly. She then said that that was a possible sign someone we knew was going to pass away.

We're latino so little things like that my moms will take heed to. It kind of spooked me a bit but then I thought nothing of it. Until I found out a couple of days later that a cousin of mine passed away. I guess it could be a crazy coincidence but I also thought it was pretty weird.

Isnt that a Japanese thing too? Not that I know much about japanese folklore, but they combine butterflies and death alot in games and tv shows.
 
purple cobra said:
I don't know if anyone else ever heard of this, but the relation of butterflies to a death coming? I was driving my moms to a BJ's to pick up some stuff and on the way something bumped against the windshield of my car.

It happened pretty fast and it looked like a black butterfly. As soon as my moms saw that, she looked at me and said "was that a butterfly?" I looked at her and said yeah, it looked like a butterfly. She then said that that was a possible sign someone we knew was going to pass away.

We're latino so little things like that my moms will take heed to. It kind of spooked me a bit but then I thought nothing of it. Until I found out a couple of days later that a cousin of mine passed away. I guess it could be a crazy coincidence but I also thought it was pretty weird.

Sounds like Mothman Prophecies. :O

Nothing really ever happened to me, but I thought this was weird.

I remember when I was younger I awoke from a nightmare and decided to go sleep in my moms bed lol. While laying there, I was staring at the wall and I noticed a flash of red light coming from the other side of the room onto the wall. After a few minutes it happened again, and whenever I saw it, it kinda made a "whoosh" sound like a flame or something. Didn't happen again after that and a eventually fell asleep.

I had a bed wetting problem also, so when I awoke, I had to change my moms sheets lol.
 
Any recommendations on some quality paranormal documentaries or tv shows?

I've been listening to Mysterious Universe lately and I love the mature discussion about the subject.

I just tried "Children of the Grave" and "A Haunting"...both were terrible
 
betweenthewheels said:
Any recommendations on some quality paranormal documentaries or tv shows?

I've been listening to Mysterious Universe lately and I love the mature discussion about the subject.

I just tried "Children of the Grave" and "A Haunting"...both were terrible
Most shows on this sort of thing are terrible. Those that aren't boring sensationalise the smallest thing and deliberately hoax stuff. MU works because it's basically two dudes sitting around telling one another ghost stories. They don't take it too seriously and they're polite and respectful to most everyone, regardless of how crazy they may be.

Skeptoid is a good counterpoint to MU in that it approaches pop-culture paranormal stuff from an investigative perspective and his stuff's well researched. He's a bit of a party pooper, but listening to the two in tandem keeps your feet on the ground while your head is in the clouds.
 
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