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Weird/Scary Things That Have Happened To You
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TheBluRaichu
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The power of influence is strong. When you see/feel something without thinking about paranormal stuff, thats when you know it's real. Of course it may not have been your imagination but it most likely was unless this happens frequently
This isn't really scary but I thought I'd say it anyway cus, y'know.
So one time I dropped something on the floor while I was in bed and I thought I'd get it without getting out of bed (like you know, move your torso but not your legs) so I did.
I thought it went underneath the bed and I felt something. It was like, a circular thing, it felt too found and big and I thought it was a tin, so I was like, nope, not mine. It was cold and it felt...flowy. You know, like water.
I tried to pull away but it kept gripping my hand, but eventually I got free.
I found the thing I dropped beside the bed, on the mattress next to it...and when I looked under the bed, there was nothing there except a dusty old box.
The next one is when I was staying at a family member's while on holiday and they'd left us (me and mum) to tend to the house in the middle of nowhere, assuming we were asleep.
Now my mum had gone to sleep but I hadn't, I was staring at my DSi wondering how I would get out of bed without mum noticing and play on it.
Suddenly it got really cold, unusual for a hot and humid climate.
Then I heard it.
"Ruth...come out..."
It creeped me out so much, mainly because there weren't any windows in the basement where we were sleeping and the only entrance was right in front of us.
The basement got flooded during Typhoon Haiyan which just fuels my hatred for that basement.
Now as for the house I'm staying in right now, I'm pretty sure someone died in the gym. Though of course the tourists on the quay would notice if I got attacked, so I think I'm safe for now.
So one time I dropped something on the floor while I was in bed and I thought I'd get it without getting out of bed (like you know, move your torso but not your legs) so I did.
I thought it went underneath the bed and I felt something. It was like, a circular thing, it felt too found and big and I thought it was a tin, so I was like, nope, not mine. It was cold and it felt...flowy. You know, like water.
I tried to pull away but it kept gripping my hand, but eventually I got free.
I found the thing I dropped beside the bed, on the mattress next to it...and when I looked under the bed, there was nothing there except a dusty old box.
The next one is when I was staying at a family member's while on holiday and they'd left us (me and mum) to tend to the house in the middle of nowhere, assuming we were asleep.
Now my mum had gone to sleep but I hadn't, I was staring at my DSi wondering how I would get out of bed without mum noticing and play on it.
Suddenly it got really cold, unusual for a hot and humid climate.
Then I heard it.
"Ruth...come out..."
It creeped me out so much, mainly because there weren't any windows in the basement where we were sleeping and the only entrance was right in front of us.
The basement got flooded during Typhoon Haiyan which just fuels my hatred for that basement.
Now as for the house I'm staying in right now, I'm pretty sure someone died in the gym. Though of course the tourists on the quay would notice if I got attacked, so I think I'm safe for now.
NOPE NO WHY this is horrible oh my god
ZeldaSylveon
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nothing has really happened but my mom's room really freaks me out. Like I only go in there if it's absolutely necessary because like that's where the towels are kept and the hamper. I get a weird feeling when I'm in the like something is following me. I go in there really fast and then run out and right when I go out the door the feeling is gone..
This reminds me of Dreamysnowx's old creepy stories thread (R.I.P dear).
Since it's 1:25 am in the morning, I'm debating whether it's a good idea or a bad idea to read this thread right now,
I have a scary story to tell though
Since it's 1:25 am in the morning, I'm debating whether it's a good idea or a bad idea to read this thread right now,
I have a scary story to tell though
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thank god that I'm past that lmaoo
_Moonblast_
Gurl bye!
I used to have this bear that I made from the store build a bear workshop. I put a voice box inside,since you are supposed to and it was a little cute giggle.It only works if you press on its paw.Sooo one night I was sleeping and I wake up to this laugh and giggle. It was totally different from the giggle that I heard when I first made the bear. And it kept laughing and laughing. I didn't know what kind of laught that was,it was muffled and it was really creepy. I woke and up I hid myself under my blankets and was praying for that laugh to go away! Remember it only works if you put force on its paw! So as in pressing its paw. I left it on top of my bookshelf and one more thing the laugh sounded like the laugh from that doll saw! My god I was terrified! And so after a while I got out of bed and took out the voice box of that creepy bear! Thank lord I moved out from that house!
ZeldaSylveon
you make me feel special ✧*･ﾟ
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I haven't had anything extreme happen to me, but every once in a while (like a few times a year or less) something will unnerve me a little. The dorm I lived in at college was almost 100 years old and had plenty of stories, and there would sometimes be weird things like I'd get up to get a bottled water and when I got back I'd sit down on a water bottle that wasn't there a second ago, or tossing clothes in my laundry basket, I'd turn around and see the piece of clothing I literally just tossed in there back on the floor in front of me. Nothing terrifying, it really just made me question my mental state more than anything lmao. But my friend and I also had an old joke about my "demon printer." It would turn on by itself in the middle of the night and was the loudest, most obnoxious thing, and it even kept going when we unplugged it.
marzipanmermaid
*insert Pikmin noises*
So, more spooky ghost experience-retelling time.
(I'm still trying to work on making the parade of ghosts thing that I mentioned early. There's a lot of loose ends.)
In the meantime: When I started dating Taylor, a "face" appeared on my basement wall, similar to the ones that were "burned" into his bathroom door. When we stopped dating, it faded away. Not sure what it was about, but it was eerie nonetheless and I never told him about it. When it first showed up, I brought him over to look at it and he was pretty sure it was almost identical to the one at his house.
In a non-boyfriend story, my cousins and I were at my Nana's house. We were playing together in a room on the second floor and it was storming violently. Next thing you know, the lights go out. Of course we all panicked because we were how old and the lights just cut out without any warning. We all ran to the door, but I swear, something slammed it shut before we could get there. We were all screaming and pulling on the stupid door knob and trying to get it to open. It wouldn't budge. We finally managed to open the door and we all tumbled out of the room, bolting down the stairs. My Nana's house was haunted and we all knew it. My Nana would always sleep downstairs with all of us on makeshift beds made of blankets on the floor. The way her house was set up was you could see/walk into the kitchen/bathroom from both sides, kind of like a loop. So, when we'd lay down in the living room or "other" room, we would be able to see into the kitchen. Dishes moving and footsteps padding on the linoleum were the most commonly heard noises. I remember hearing the footsteps start on one side of the kitchen, walk through it, and stop in the entrance way of the living room. Whatever it was stood over us and watched us sleep. My Nana would always tell us to go back to bed and that it was nothing. And maybe it was nothing, but it was really creepy. A lot of stuff happened in that house to not only us but to our parents/relatives when they were younger.
I went on a ghost hunting expedition with a professional paranormal investigation team at one of my state's most haunted places before too. Taylor was of course behind that.
(I'm still trying to work on making the parade of ghosts thing that I mentioned early. There's a lot of loose ends.)
In the meantime: When I started dating Taylor, a "face" appeared on my basement wall, similar to the ones that were "burned" into his bathroom door. When we stopped dating, it faded away. Not sure what it was about, but it was eerie nonetheless and I never told him about it. When it first showed up, I brought him over to look at it and he was pretty sure it was almost identical to the one at his house.
In a non-boyfriend story, my cousins and I were at my Nana's house. We were playing together in a room on the second floor and it was storming violently. Next thing you know, the lights go out. Of course we all panicked because we were how old and the lights just cut out without any warning. We all ran to the door, but I swear, something slammed it shut before we could get there. We were all screaming and pulling on the stupid door knob and trying to get it to open. It wouldn't budge. We finally managed to open the door and we all tumbled out of the room, bolting down the stairs. My Nana's house was haunted and we all knew it. My Nana would always sleep downstairs with all of us on makeshift beds made of blankets on the floor. The way her house was set up was you could see/walk into the kitchen/bathroom from both sides, kind of like a loop. So, when we'd lay down in the living room or "other" room, we would be able to see into the kitchen. Dishes moving and footsteps padding on the linoleum were the most commonly heard noises. I remember hearing the footsteps start on one side of the kitchen, walk through it, and stop in the entrance way of the living room. Whatever it was stood over us and watched us sleep. My Nana would always tell us to go back to bed and that it was nothing. And maybe it was nothing, but it was really creepy. A lot of stuff happened in that house to not only us but to our parents/relatives when they were younger.
I went on a ghost hunting expedition with a professional paranormal investigation team at one of my state's most haunted places before too. Taylor was of course behind that.
Lady Timpani
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Christ, this freaked me out. I hope you're okay, I definitely wouldn't have been able to handle all that stuff.
The only freaky stuff I can think of right now are two incidents: one that happened over ten years ago and another that happened a week or so ago.
When I was 3 or 4, my dad got up really early to work-- usually at 3:30 in the morning. Since my room shared a wall with my parents', and the house was really small anyway, I would usually wake up when he got up. One time I did so, my mom told me to go back to bed and that she'd come tuck me in in a little bit.
I used to keep a bunch of toys on the floor because I was (and still am lol) a slob. Most of it was Fisher Price stuff, and I had this green car that I would put my dolls in.
Anyway, when I went in my room, all of the toys were moving, but I couldn't see anything in the room. Suffice to say, I freaked out and ran out into the hall. I think I slept with my mom that night.
The second thing that happened a couple weeks ago is maybe a little unremarkable, but it still wigged me out. In the house we live in now, there's a big window in the living room, next to the stairs. We have a split level house, so the upstairs isn't really that high off the ground. Above the main doorway (which is located in the middle of the stairwell), there's another window.
So one night I was up there, and I happened to see a person with dark skin and all white clothes on standing very, very still on the sidewalk facing my house. I watched them for awhile, but they didn't move at all. I moved back towards the stairs, and all of a sudden, I saw them flash by really fast-- too fast for where they had been positioned before. It really freaked me out.
I also have a friend who used to live in this creepy house with her siblings, one of whom is much younger than us. One time, she was home alone, taking care of him, and all of a sudden they hear this tapping sound coming from the floor, below them. Her brother starts tapping back, and tells her that someone's talking to him. It freaked her the hell out, especially since stuff like that had happened to them (specifically her little brother) before.
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When I was younger I would've sworn that my elementary school was haunted. There was this restroom near the playground that I'd go in and sometimes I'd hear a little girl singing in the last stall. She'd repeatedly sing the same line over and over again in a really creepy, muffled voice. I thought I was just hearing things the first time but it happened again a couple more times, and I was always the only person in there. Now that I'm older I believe it was just my imagination but it scared me when I was younger.
Also this probably isn't very interesting but one day when I was walking home from junior high school, there was a black car that followed me the whole way there. It was always right behind me moving really slowly, but the windows were tinted so I couldn't make out who was inside. I walked down a few random streets before walking onto my own, because I was kinda paranoid and didn't want them to see where I lived, but they continued following me. I ended up just walking back to the school and waiting for them to leave and after they finally did I went home. After that day I saw the same car again a few times, just roaming back and forth on my street.
Also this probably isn't very interesting but one day when I was walking home from junior high school, there was a black car that followed me the whole way there. It was always right behind me moving really slowly, but the windows were tinted so I couldn't make out who was inside. I walked down a few random streets before walking onto my own, because I was kinda paranoid and didn't want them to see where I lived, but they continued following me. I ended up just walking back to the school and waiting for them to leave and after they finally did I went home. After that day I saw the same car again a few times, just roaming back and forth on my street.
Lady Timpani
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Wtf, that last one was really creepy, even if it's not necessarily paranormal. I hope you're okay, that would have really freaked me out if I had been in your position.
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