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I'll start with one.

In February of this year I moved into a new house. From the very first day I moved into the house I started having nightmares on a nightly basis. It wasn't one consistent nightmare, in fact, there wasn't even really a theme to the nightmares. It was just a case where I knew I was going to have some sort of extremely unpleasant dream when I went to sleep that night. It ran the gamut from death to demons to abandonment to all sorts of crazy ass things.

Now the logical side of me says that I probably started having these nightmares due to stress from moving into a new house. It was also the first time I was moving out on my own, and on top of it, my girlfriend was going to live with me too. I think that the combination of all those things probably just put my mind into overdrive. Assuming that's the case, it's amazing what sort of tricks your mind can play on you when you're stressed out. It went from nightmares to actually seeing things inside my house. One of the unexplained things we saw was a blood stain about 6 feet up one of our walls. It was a tiny little spot, and I suppose it doesn't necessarily have to be blood, but it was dark red in color (almost brown), and I have no idea how it got there. We spotted this about two or three weeks after we moved into the place, and I know it wasn't there when we moved in because we did the walkthrough. We went through every inch of that house looking for flaws for the builder to fix before we moved in.

A couple of weeks after we moved in, my girlfriend bought this wrought-iron ornament that she placed on the wall at the bottom of our staircase. I don't know where she got it (I doubt anywhere spooky like a garage sale or something), but I do know that I always saw weird things around that ornament. A couple of times I thought I saw a face in it. I chalked it up to stress and my mind playing tricks on me.

One day when I was home by myself I was hanging out downstairs and went to go upstairs to get on my computer. As I stood on the bottom step and looked up at the top step, I saw very clearly, a person standing at the top of my stairs. It was a boy, probably 15-16 years old, with brown hair wearing a tshirt and brown pants. We caught eyes for a second and then he vanished. It creeped the hell out of me. I left the house immediately and didn't come back until my girlfriend was home from work. Even then I felt creeped out even being in the house for the next few weeks.

The nightmares and apparitions have gone away for a while now. I haven't had any weird experiences for about a month, so I think my stress is probably dying down and I'm getting used to the place. Still though, every time I look up those stairs, I see that kid in my mind. I know he's not there, I know he was never there, but it still creeps me out and will probably be the thing that I associate with that staircase for the rest of my life.
 
When I was about 4, I was watching Romper Room on TV... all the kids in the classroom were sitting around in a circle, and the teacher was instructing them to do various things.

I started yelling at the TV (don't ask why... I was 4). A few seconds into it, the teacher turned towards the TV screen as if she was looking right at me, raised her finger to her lips, and said, "SHHH!" Freaked the hell outta me, and I ran out of the room to tell my mom.

Doubt she believed me, but it still gives me chills to think about it to this day.
 
Teh Hamburglar said:
One time Katherine Hepburn's ghost appeared to me while I was sleeping and performed fellatio on me.

old or young Hepburn?

Link1110 said:
He got me the wallet back as soon as he got into Heaven.

did he take the cash?
 
I've always believed in an afterlife, but what I saw today only solidifies that.

I lost my wallet last week, and my grandfather was very concerned, even when he could hardly talk, he was trying to help me find it. this morning he passed away. later today, the wallet showed up in my mailbox. He got me the wallet back as soon as he got into Heaven.
 
Link1110 said:
I've always believed in an afterlife, but what I saw today only solidifies that.

I lost my wallet last week, and my grandfather was very concerned, even when he could hardly talk, he was trying to help me find it. this morning he passed away. later today, the wallet showed up in my mailbox. He got me the wallet back as soon as he got into Heaven.

Wait what? You told this story a couple months ago, did it happen again?
 
ghibli99 said:
When I was about 4, I was watching Romper Room on TV... all the kids in the classroom were sitting around in a circle, and the teacher was instructing them to do various things.

I started yelling at the TV (don't ask why... I was 4). A few seconds into it, the teacher turned towards the TV screen as if she was looking right at me, raised her finger to her lips, and said, "SHHH!" Freaked the hell outta me, and I ran out of the room to tell my mom.

Doubt she believed me, but it still gives me chills to think about it to this day.
lol, my great aunt used to host Romper Room:lol
 
Once when exiting a KFC branch I was stupefied to notice that my bag of original recipe chicken meowed, so I got scared and violently threw it in the trash can before running away and screaming. I don't really want an explanation, though.
 
I was once dabbling with Deep Meditation, where you teeter on the edge of sleep. Your body is essentially catatonic while your still mentally awake. Well, while in the state I heard horns blareing and jackhammers going off outside my window (like if their was a contruction crew right outside my window). Scared the shit out of me and I jolted out of that mindset...

1) At the time I lived in the woods with only 1 road

2) It was like 1am

...I go to look out the window and all I see is the dark road leading into the woods. No contruction crew, no nothing. It was traumatic to me and its what kept me from going that deep for a while.

Anothing situation was the same situation (Deep Meditation) but I felt something, like a presence. At first I thought it was paranoia but I couldn't scratch the feeling, it got the point where I couldn't take it anymore and broke out of the state. It was probably just in my head but it left a mark on me (IE Fear). I've gotten over it though.
 
Haleon said:
I'll start with one.

In February of this year I moved into a new house. From the very first day I moved into the house I started having nightmares on a nightly basis. It wasn't one consistent nightmare, in fact, there wasn't even really a theme to the nightmares. It was just a case where I knew I was going to have some sort of extremely unpleasant dream when I went to sleep that night. It ran the gamut from death to demons to abandonment to all sorts of crazy ass things.

Now the logical side of me says that I probably started having these nightmares due to stress from moving into a new house. It was also the first time I was moving out on my own, and on top of it, my girlfriend was going to live with me too. I think that the combination of all those things probably just put my mind into overdrive. Assuming that's the case, it's amazing what sort of tricks your mind can play on you when you're stressed out. It went from nightmares to actually seeing things inside my house. One of the unexplained things we saw was a blood stain about 6 feet up one of our walls. It was a tiny little spot, and I suppose it doesn't necessarily have to be blood, but it was dark red in color (almost brown), and I have no idea how it got there. We spotted this about two or three weeks after we moved into the place, and I know it wasn't there when we moved in because we did the walkthrough. We went through every inch of that house looking for flaws for the builder to fix before we moved in.

A couple of weeks after we moved in, my girlfriend bought this wrought-iron ornament that she placed on the wall at the bottom of our staircase. I don't know where she got it (I doubt anywhere spooky like a garage sale or something), but I do know that I always saw weird things around that ornament. A couple of times I thought I saw a face in it. I chalked it up to stress and my mind playing tricks on me.

One day when I was home by myself I was hanging out downstairs and went to go upstairs to get on my computer. As I stood on the bottom step and looked up at the top step, I saw very clearly, a person standing at the top of my stairs. It was a boy, probably 15-16 years old, with brown hair wearing a tshirt and brown pants. We caught eyes for a second and then he vanished. It creeped the hell out of me. I left the house immediately and didn't come back until my girlfriend was home from work. Even then I felt creeped out even being in the house for the next few weeks.

The nightmares and apparitions have gone away for a while now. I haven't had any weird experiences for about a month, so I think my stress is probably dying down and I'm getting used to the place. Still though, every time I look up those stairs, I see that kid in my mind. I know he's not there, I know he was never there, but it still creeps me out and will probably be the thing that I associate with that staircase for the rest of my life.

That is scary as hell.
 
I saw a small black boy staring right at me when I was 4 years old. It was standing next to the door in this picture:
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I feel a presence in this hall everytime I walk by. I never, EVER, walk there with all the light turned off.

Still, the presence is not bad, so we're just leaving it there.
 
the only time I've ever experienced anything "paranormal" was the few times I have experienced sleep paralysis:
Episodes can be associated with hypnagogic hallucinations or dream-like mentation (act or use of the brain)

thought the TV was talking to me one time and another time I thought some sort of alien/monster was in the room and could only vaguely make out a shadow. Scary shit!
 
We have an old countertop stereo unit downstairs in our living room, it's set up with it's speakers on both sides of our TV, we rarely use it. Early this year for a few weeks every morning when we would come downstairs it would be on. Just on, softly playing music. We'd turn if off go about our business, it would never come on during the day, but sure enough the next morning when we'd wake up, it would be on again. That stopped awhile ago, but it was crazy. We were never weirded out by it because we never got a sense of any malice... it wasn't like it was turned up loud, or knocked over... somebody just apparently liked to listen to music at night.
 
Look, I am as skeptical as they come. Don't believe in ghosts, don't believe in an active God, don't believe in UFO's. Been that way for a decade or so.

I was dating a kooky woman. She lived in a house by herself and claimed that it was haunted. She even had a name for the ghost, it was George. She said she would talk to him when she felt him near. I didn't really pay it much mind, because this was a woman who still wrote in a diary at the age of 33. Seemed part of her MO. I was in a dry spell and she was an easy lay.

One night, I was spending the night there. I awoke around 3am with a really dry mouth. So, I walked out to her kitchen to put my head under the faucet and take a big slug. Behind me I felt a "presence". You know that feeling that you get when you think someone is watching you? I had that feeling, it was so scary. The air felt HEAVY. Like a humid summer day. I got the hell out of there and went back to bed. It took about 20 minutes to calm down and get back to sleep.

Could it have been a mild anxiety spell confused by grogginess from sleep? Maybe. But, it was the wierdest thing I had been apart of in my life.
 
ToxicAdam said:
Look, I am as skeptical as they come. Don't believe in ghosts, don't believe in an active God, don't believe in UFO's. Been that way for a decade or so.

I was dating a kooky woman. She lived in a house by herself and claimed that it was haunted. She even had a name for the ghost, it was George. She said she would talk to him when she felt him near. I didn't really pay it much mind, because this was a woman who still wrote in a diary at the age of 33. Seemed part of her MO. I was in a dry spell and she was an easy lay.

One night, I was spending the night there. I awoke around 3am with a really dry mouth. So, I walked out to her kitchen to put my head under the faucet and take a big slug. Behind me I felt a "presence". You know that feeling that you get when you think someone is watching you? I had that feeling, it was so scary. The air felt HEAVY. Like a humid summer day. I got the hell out of there and went back to bed. It took about 20 minutes to calm down and get back to sleep.

Could it have been a mild anxiety spell confused by grogginess from sleep? Maybe. But, it was the wierdest thing I had been apart of in my life.
George don't like you ****ing with his woman.
 
Saw some shit at work now and again, depends on the room I walk in to close the night. Everytime I walk into the ladies toilets I have to say "goodnight girls" because there is a few in there.

Nothing really much at our new apartment.

At my old workplace it was fun when I locked the storeroom door then go to lock the windows in the main bar area and there was that loud knocking 3 times on the door I just locked. Then there was the time when a co-worker locked the sliding door leading to outside and after she walked away, the curtains were brushed past as if someone walked past them.

Good times.
 
I have a couple to share, I guess...

When I was...17, I think? I was in my car in a parking lot with my girlfriend...um...talking. It was a clear night; you could see pretty much the whole sky. Then my girlfriend says "what the hell is that???"

I turn around and look out the window at what she's pointing at. In the sky, there are what appear to be two stars 'dancing.' They are the same size and brightness as any other star, but they are clearly moving in a strange pattern. We both tried to convince ourselves they were planes, but they were moving in a fast pattern with tighter turns than I think would be possible for planes. We watched them for nearly an hour, dancing across the night sky. To this day I still have not been able to figure out what they were. One of the craziest experiences of my life.

The next one didn't happen to me directly...well sort of. When I was 19, I lived in a cabin on 150-acres of property...it was a camp/outreach program for kids in Kansas City that I worked for, but most of the property was just undeveloped forest. I lived there for about a year. Anyway, there was an area of forest near the cabin I lived in that always felt...weird to me. Sinister, somehow. I tended to avoid walking near it even during the daytime, especially at night.

One night, two girls that my roommate and I had both been flirting with for a couple weeks came out to our camp to tp our cabin and saran wrap my car (long story). I caught them in the act and they ran off...so I grabbed some eggs out of the frige and went down the gravel driveway to find their car. I stood there near their car for awhile threatening to completely cover it in eggs if they didn't come out. After a few minutes, I heard a faint, weird cry from somewhere nearby (I still do not know if it was them that made this noise. Both claim they didn't make a sound).

They had run off into that particular area of the forest. I found them a few yards into the woods huddled near the ground, completely petrified. I could not convince either of them to move for several minutes. My roommate eventually woke up and together we coaxed them out of the forest.

They went home quietly; we talked about it the next day and they could not describe their actions, but they both agreed they had felt an overwhelming, evil presence as soon as they had set foot in that area, and they had both been completely terrified to the point that there was nothing either of them could do. I had never told anyone before how I had felt when I came near that area of forest. I still don't really know what was up with that place. My roommate thought we were all nuts, so you be the judge, I guess...

I have another one that I might share later. It is a bit sappy for these boards. :)
 
Here's another one that is quite fun.

My cousin is a police officer out in woop woop.. so the country out in Australia. Anyway he lives right next to the actual police station and there's a door in his place that is most of the time locked, but he uses it to gain access to the station.. because that door leads into the back end of the jail cells and through to the station.

So awhile back this Aboriginal guy gets locked up and decides to commit suicide by hanging himself in one of the cells.. and now this guy supposedly haunts my cousin's place. His wife gets the shits with it sometimes cause she hates being there alone and constantly feels as if someone is trying to watch her all the time.
 
I once saw an Addams Family pinball machine appear out of nowhere, then, after looking for my friend to tell him about it, it disappeared.

Yeah. Crazy!
 
Geek said:
I once saw an Addams Family pinball machine appear out of nowhere, then, after looking for my friend to tell him about it, it disappeared.

Yeah. Crazy!

Der-der-der-der


*click click*
 
Cool stories, keep 'em coming. Too bad nothing like that has never happened to me, I guess my imagination isn't as active as some people's. Sure I have felt "presence" of something that wasn't there, like sometimes when taking a walk outdoors in the dark, but that's just your brain making stuff up from random movements or noises.
 
SpoonyBard said:
Cool stories, keep 'em coming. Too bad nothing like that has never happened to me, I guess my imagination isn't as active as some people's. Sure I have felt "presence" of something that wasn't there, like sometimes when taking a walk outdoors in the dark, but that's just your brain making stuff up from random movements or noises.
What kind of area do you live in? The most haunted places are usually where the huge civil war battles are and its worth it to check out the locations just to see how freaky things get.
 
My ex-girlfriend's grandfather used to live with her. One night we were all in the basement watching TV (me, my ex, her mom, and her dad) and her grandfather came down the steps and told us that he just saw his mother's ghost standing at the top of the stairs to the second floor and that she told him "Soon, Jack. Soon.". The next day he keeled over and died while making spaghetti.
 
One time I drank so much cold medicine that I thought Joe Bob Briggs on Monstervision was talking to me through the TV. I didstinctly remember him telling me he was god. Then I had this lengthy tripped hallucination about riding through space on comets or asteroids or some shit. I'd go into more detail, but it'd pretty ludicrous.

Then another time, I was watching Goldeneye in a movie theatre. I had drank so much cold medicine and vodka and taken so much vicodin that it looked like Pierce Brosnan's head was taking up the entire movie screen, which meant his fade looked really wide and kinda squat. The only other thing I remember from that night is throwing up repeatedly in the movie theatre, with vomit cascading down the stadium-style seats.
 
When I was in middle school, one night I fell asleep on the couch out in the living room. In the middle of the night, I was woken up by someone screaming my name at the top of their lungs, loud enough that it sounded like they were only a few feet from me.

Freaked out, I sprinted to the front of the house and into my bedroom. As I enter my room, I hear the exact same scream at the exact same volume. As I'm running into my mother's room, I keep hearing the screaming, and the second I open the door to wake my mom up, the screaming stops.

In the years after that, I thankfully didn't experience anything quite like that, but I would hear what sounded like someone running around the house. If I was in the bathroom, I'd hear steps on the wood floor, or if I was in the basement, I'd hear someone running loudly down my stairs.
 
ZootedGranny said:
When I was in middle school, one night I fell asleep on the couch out in the living room. In the middle of the night, I was woken up by someone screaming my name at the top of their lungs, loud enough that it sounded like they were only a few feet from me.

Freaked out, I sprinted to the front of the house and into my bedroom. As I enter my room, I hear the exact same scream at the exact same volume. As I'm running into my mother's room, I keep hearing the screaming, and the second I open the door to wake my mom up, the screaming stops.

In the years after that, I thankfully didn't experience anything quite like that, but I would hear what sounded like someone running around the house. If I was in the bathroom, I'd hear steps on the wood floor, or if I was in the basement, I'd hear someone running loudly down my stairs.

interesting, one of mine was very similar. I had just got home from the hospital (was on natural and manmade painkillers) I was alone at home soaking in the tub sort of half passed out, and I hear a loud voice call my name. Sounded like someone was bending over and yelling right in my ear. I never heard it again though.
 
ZootedGranny said:
When I was in middle school, one night I fell asleep on the couch out in the living room. In the middle of the night, I was woken up by someone screaming my name at the top of their lungs, loud enough that it sounded like they were only a few feet from me.

Freaked out, I sprinted to the front of the house and into my bedroom. As I enter my room, I hear the exact same scream at the exact same volume. As I'm running into my mother's room, I keep hearing the screaming, and the second I open the door to wake my mom up, the screaming stops.

In the years after that, I thankfully didn't experience anything quite like that, but I would hear what sounded like someone running around the house. If I was in the bathroom, I'd hear steps on the wood floor, or if I was in the basement, I'd hear someone running loudly down my stairs.
I think I probably would have shit my pants.
 
WalkMan said:
What kind of area do you live in? The most haunted places are usually where the huge civil war battles are and its worth it to check out the locations just to see how freaky things get.

No old battlefields or anything like that here. And even as a kid watching Tripods or Twilight Zone on the telly fueled my imagination more than listening to ghost stories.
 
I was at a crossing walk one day and I her a little girl call my name almost whisper-like into my ear, I mean first and last name, so as the light turned green I turned to see who called my name or who was playing around and not a soul was behind me. As soon as I stepped off the curb, a truck ran the light and crashed into a car that was just a few feet away from me. If I'd kept walking I would have gotten hit...weird.
 
Shit like déjà-vu's are strange, you perfectly know what will happen/what that person will say/where you are going to look...

Other then that, when I was 14 I went on vacation with school in Switzerland, it was about midnight and we were sleeping in the forest, doing a walk for 2 days in a row, resting somewhere in nature between those two days. Anyway almost everyone was asleep, and then I heard like an animal screaming, I looked up and saw a bird flying.

Now this would all be normal, except for the fact that it was a crow (or something that looked like it) with red eyes like ****ing lightsabers screaming like a combination of a tiger and a crow.

I turned my head, trying to get asleep and it just flew off...

The next morning we left for the second day of walking, we took all our equipment, started walking and our leader (or the guy responsible, whatever xD) stopped. They found a crow dead, his whole body ripped appart by something with claws.

No shit. Strangest "vacation" ever.
 
I guess a noteworthy experience I've had involved another person. While staying over at their house, they had a bit of a psychotic episode. All the details of that are not relevant; suffice it to say they later did go to a doctor and ended up with medication.

However, /during/ their episode, they were terrified that a presence was stalking them. Maybe expected of somebody having a breakdown, sure. However, when I tried to calm them down while calling for help, they ended up in the living room. This was late at night and I turned the living room lamp on. They were so afraid that they were paralyzed and unable to move; they tried to point out to me, what they were afraid of. After turning the lamp on, I realized that the corner of the room they pointed at was almost pitch black. It was like a black haze was keeping it dark, despite having turn on the light and there being no obstructions to cast a shadow. Besides, you could simply look along the walls or ceiling and see them well lit until you got to the corner and there was a sharp cut off.

After I realized the dark area was there, well, aside from being rather unnerved, I have to admit I had what many people describe as the sense of a presence and it was as strong as someone standing in the corner. This lasted for perhaps 10 minutes; I even left the room because I couldn't quite believe it was happening, and walked in again. Perhaps another 15 minutes before help arrived, the dark area had faded and the person had calmed down slightly.

I'm pretty up on all the possible rationalizations or explanations for something like that, including being agitated to panic by dealing with another panicking person. However, I do have to wonder if the problems my acquaintance had were in part due to something actually being in the house. Or on the other hand, going by some other theories, if the presence or whatever it was, had been caused by themselves, externalizing their panic.
 
btw, am I the only one, or do other people sometimes here their name being called when listening to music, you turn around and there's no one there?...
 
What happen to me was so profound I'll never believe there isn't a supernatural side of life we don't understand.... call it god, esp, alternate universes.... whatever...

Very simple.... a dream...

I had a dream my friend got a small jeep like automobile that was aqua green with blue and purple pin stripes. In the same dream he also got an aqua green 10 speed bike... when you sat on the bike the first thing you noticed were the tires were as thin as your pinky. Like an Olympic racing bike or something (as I learned later).

I didn't think anything of it... just a dream... he had never mentioned any of that...I didn't even know bikes came with tires that thin.. I had never seen one on TV or in real life with tires that thin... whatever right?

About a week later, I saw my friend for the first time in weeks... he came over to show me his new Suzuki Samurai and his new 1000$ bike.... the following events were exactly like my dream... to the letter!

I've had many dreams that came true like that... but this one stands out as completely unexplainable...
 
BlueTsunami said:
I was once dabbling with Deep Meditation, where you teeter on the edge of sleep. Your body is essentially catatonic while your still mentally awake. Well, while in the state I heard horns blareing and jackhammers going off outside my window (like if their was a contruction crew right outside my window). Scared the shit out of me and I jolted out of that mindset...

1) At the time I lived in the woods with only 1 road

2) It was like 1am

...I go to look out the window and all I see is the dark road leading into the woods. No contruction crew, no nothing. It was traumatic to me and its what kept me from going that deep for a while.

Anothing situation was the same situation (Deep Meditation) but I felt something, like a presence. At first I thought it was paranoia but I couldn't scratch the feeling, it got the point where I couldn't take it anymore and broke out of the state. It was probably just in my head but it left a mark on me (IE Fear). I've gotten over it though.

The same thing happened to me once. My friend bought these LED glasses that supposedly put you into a deep state of meditation brought about by the flashing lights. I was very skeptical but agreed to try them for 30 min. For the first 15 minutes nothing happened, and then it sounded like the TV went on... I was really pissed because I was supposed to be doing this in silence and my friend knew it. Now it sounded like there was music on and lots of people talking. I was getting more and more upset since he had obviously turned up the TV and was watching a movie/DVD using my 5.1 surround sound. After about 5 minutes of this I had enough and took off the glasses to say something and the room was quiet, the lights off, and nobody was in the room.
 
Baron Aloha said:
My ex-girlfriend's grandfather used to live with her. One night we were all in the basement watching TV (me, my ex, her mom, and her dad) and her grandfather came down the steps and told us that he just saw his mother's ghost standing at the top of the stairs to the second floor and that she told him "Soon, Jack. Soon.". The next day he keeled over and died while making spaghetti.


Sounds like a Dean Koontz plotline.
 
Almost every night when I go to bed, right when I start slipping into sleep, I feel like Im falling, tripping or moving uncontrollaby. Then I hold myself to the matress to not fall and regain conciousness. Anyone have an explanation?
 
When I tried to take naps while in college when I still had ritalin in my system, I'd take forever to get to 'sleep'. I'd really gradually get to a state where I'd still be awake, but I'd hear voices/sounds around me. I'd never be able to fall asleep, so I'd eventually decide to wake up from the semisleep.

Not paranormal, just weird drug induced stuff. That's probably the explanation for half the stuff anyway. Sounds similar to that meditation LED glasses.

I had sleep paralysis once. No visuals, just the distinct sound of a person dragging their feet across the ground to my bed and feeling a lot of pressure on my upper body.
 
I had sex with this ghost that haunted my old apartment. It usually appeared around 3am on saturday nights and smelled like jack daniels. Then before it left it would mutter something about how I should call it or something but how the hell do you call a ghost right?
 
emomoonbase said:
I had sex with this ghost that haunted my old apartment. It usually appeared around 3am on saturday nights and smelled like jack daniels. Then before it left it would mutter something about how I should call it or something but how the hell do you call a ghost right?

And one time, oddly enough, 9 months later your mom gave birth to a strange demon-baby with 3 arms, bulging eyes, and a Nintendo t-shirt.
 
skybaby said:
Almost every night when I go to bed, right when I start slipping into sleep, I feel like Im falling, tripping or moving uncontrollaby. Then I hold myself to the matress to not fall and regain conciousness. Anyone have an explanation?

Yeah that happens to me a lot.
 
skybaby said:
Almost every night when I go to bed, right when I start slipping into sleep, I feel like Im falling, tripping or moving uncontrollaby. Then I hold myself to the matress to not fall and regain conciousness. Anyone have an explanation?

Probably you almost hitting the dream state. Feelings of falling and uncontrollable movement is probably your subconciousness takeing over and your naturaly experiencing that transition (when most people only have this sensation once every while).
 
I've told this story a lot. This happened when I was about 13 or 14 years old. Back then my best friend and I would always share ghost stories that were supposedly true. One night I was staying over at his house and we were throwing these stories and ideas back and forth until we just decided that we were freaked out and should go to sleep.

Just as I was about to drop off, I mention something about "ghosts." I don't remember precisely what I said, but "ghosts" was definitely the last word in the sentence. Not even a split-second after I said it, the bedroom window flew open with tremendous force.

Keep in mind, this was a sliding glass window on the second floor of an apartment building. To this day I have no explanation as to what made that window slam open, but needless to say, ghosts weren't a very frequent topic of conversation from then on. :lol

Some other stuff I saw:

- While at my friend's house, the TV would start cycling through the channels. My friend's parents would tell him to stop messing with the remote, but he held out his hand to demonstrate that he wasn't doing it. Could have possibly been a malfunction, but it didn't happen at all before or after that that I can remember. No buttons were stuck either :P

- At my old house, a small bottle flew up and hit my friend in the back of the head.

- Sometimes, while sleeping alone in my room, I would hear things hitting the wall. One morning I woke up and saw a few nicks and scratches that weren't there the previous night.
 
tehrafe said:
btw, am I the only one, or do other people sometimes here their name being called when listening to music, you turn around and there's no one there?...

I have that same experience. listening to music through headphones I just hear voices whispering my name.
 
soakrates said:
- Sometimes, while sleeping alone in my room, I would hear things hitting the wall. One morning I woke up and saw a few nicks and scratches that weren't there the previous night.
Yea ghosts are suck ****ers. I always wake up with these weird marks and scratches on my body. I wonder if theres a way you could actually hit a ghost.
 
WalkMan said:
Yea ghosts are suck ****ers. I always wake up with these weird marks and scratches on my body. I wonder if theres a way you could actually hit a ghost.

Considering they do exist, I think the only way you could "damage" or "hit" a ghost would be by talking about it like you would with a human. Being immaterial, a ghost is somewhat invincible, at least that's my opinion. But if ghosts are really a part of this world, they must have a meaning, a reason to haunt this planet. I know it sounds like in movies, but if a ghost would appear to me, I'd just try to discover its story and help him out. That's for the "good ghosts". Most of the time, ghosts are linked to an evil presence. There are many theories about these entities, and I won't go into them, but about the evil ones, I'd be freaked out, like anyone else. If it is just a child or someone with a neutral appearance, ok, no problem i'll investigate a la Scooby-Doo, but no way with a dark one. I watched too much television :lol

Back on topic, I never really experimented paranormal situations. Except maybe when I was about 8 years old, the year my father died if I recall correctly. I was standing in my room, checking outside by the window when I saw this strange woman walking peacefully near the appartment. Nothing wrong with that, she was on a catwalk and all. But then I noticed her face and still today, I have no idea why, but it looked like a witch when I was a kid. Maybe it was halloween (doubtful), I'll never know, but it scared the hell outta me. I then stormed to the living room to tell my mother there was a witch outside.

Other than that, many déjà-vu and friends or familly stories. My mother, who really believes in spirits and such, once told me, when playing ouidja or whatever it is called, that a water glass flew to the wall and broke apart when they invoked evil forces. I never believed her though, as i'm really sceptical. I once played this damned game in a basement and yes it sure is scary, but no way it can interact with the "afterlife". My only play time with that board game resulted in a steaming pipe which would emit a strange noise everytime we would ask spirits to manifest their presence...kinda weird, but nothing unexplainable.

A friend once told me he once was writting and his hand started to write things he did not write himself. It was like possessed. And he's normal and all, I have much confidence in him. The letter was targeted to the brother of the "deceased soul", warning him about a cancer (the deceased died because of a cancer). When my friend gave the letter to the brother, he had tears and told him it could not be anyone else but his brother who wrote that letter. Then, no sign up to this day. The living brother passed tests for a cancer, and did not say if they are positive or negative. In fact, he did not give a sign for many weeks, so I believe the warning in the letter was dead on.

Other than that, the same friend, who experimented many paranormal situations, told me he started meditation a while ago. He tried to experiment "cosmic travels", which consist of your spirit going out of your body for, well, a trip. He told me he was able once to do it, but it's really hard. You must not think about your body, or you are automatically out of the trip. And no, he's not a drug addict. He's really serious, and now retired from his job. He told me many events led him to read a book about Cosmogony (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cosmogony) which I forgot the title.

That's it for now. Pretty scary stories, keep it up, it gives me ideas for my horror novel:lol
 
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