• Stories of scary/bizzarre things that happened to you
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When I was 10-11, (i'm 15 now btw) my family lived in a really bad neighborhood and stuff, and one time i was playing LoZ Windwaker on gamecube, when I see some asshole robber breaking into our house. Instinctively, I get water from the sink and drench myself in it. I go to the window and stare at him. He runs like hell away from our house. I've been using that tactic ever since then. Not a scary story at all, but the robber definitely shat bricks.
I guess this isn't really scary.. a bit on the bizarre side. I was waiting with my carpool to go back home earlier today. My dad called my cell, so I walked a bit out of the way (still in visible sight, just out of earshot). About 2-3 minutes into the conversation, I notice something out of the corner of my eye, off-white, blue, and green streaks moving down the stairs. I turn around to see what it was, but it was gone. About 4-5 minutes into the conversation, all the lights that illuminate the stairs flicker for a few seconds and the librarian left the library to walk to her car and drive home. (me and my friends like to stay after school in the library and do homework or play video games, etc.) While she passed by me (mind you this is only seconds after the lights flicker) I can hear "Ha! Ha!" in two very defined phrases, I look over, but her lips haven't moved and she hasn't engaged in any sort of conversation. I then heard "That's Hilarious!" but once again, her lips were not moving. The sound was too close for it to have been someone yelling from far away, and the librarian was the only female within visible and audible distance... :tinfoil: [editline]07:56PM[/editline] Also I'm trying to get a group of my friends to go and explore some local haunted place for the thrills and the chills. We live in Southern California, if there's anywhere haunted within 30 mins of Orange County, let me know. We have already ruled out Black Star Canyon because there's supposed to be 2 landowners there who have been known to shoot at hikers who trespass or get near their property. I'd rather not get shot.
THE FBI is tapping your house.
[QUOTE=IcyTruth;19655863]When I was 10-11, (i'm 15 now btw) my family lived in a really bad neighborhood and stuff, and one time i was playing LoZ Windwaker on gamecube, when I see some asshole robber breaking into our house. Instinctively, I get water from the sink and drench myself in it. I go to the window and stare at him. He runs like hell away from our house. I've been using that tactic ever since then.[/QUOTE] I should have done that when some teens tried to break into my house a few days ago, but they ran away because they were so loud like yelling when they ran into my thorn bushes.
I was on a trip in India and I was visiting a lot of temples in the Punjab region. I remember this one temple that was in a rather isolated region. Now during the 18th century, when the Mughal empire controlled most of the Indian subcontinent, they would force the Indians to convert to muslim. If the Indians refuse to be converted, they would be killed. These killing processes were displayed outside the temple on an open field with statues. They would rip infants out from the womb of mother's, behead men, light people on fire and the list just goes on. It was early an early winter morning, 3 or 4am if I remember correctly. We had been traveling for 10 - 12 hours straight and a group of us decided to go to the only available bathroom there. The bathroom was quite a walk away from the temple. There were deep gutters, and the grass was overgrown, so there was no telling what lived in all that. When we approached the bathroom, which was nothing but just a stone building that had two open entrances, many of us freaked out because we feared that there were murderers or spirits inside of it. It wasn't that dark, but the inside of the bathroom was dark as hell from the outside. So me and a couple of guys decided to go in to the male section while the girl's decided to just hold it in and wait outside. Inside, there were red markings which could have been dried blood (or something else.. but it was red). The entire isolation of the area, along with the darkness and the corners of the structure just led me to believe that there really was something there. I didn't even think of taking a piss because I was sure that I was all shriveled up. Then a cold wind came in, rattling empty buckets and hitting against the walls. It freaked us all out. No one dared to even go close enough to take a good look at the symbols. However, I recall that there was a demonic face which was smiling. We decided to get the hell out of there and return back to the temple. It might not really have been that scary of an experience to some people, but the setting just forces one to wonder what actually was in there. Vengeful spirits that were brutally murdered in the late 17th and early 18th century? Or was it a site where people were brutally murdered and then disposed off nearby? I don't know.. and I honestly don't want to know.
I was...fuck I forget. Me and my uncle were looking for my great-Grandma (god rest her soul :ohdear:)'s apartment in the retirement thingy. We hit up but for some reason the elevator went all the way to the bottom floor. The door opens, into an underground apartment facility. We joke around, yelling out a "Helloooo?". "WHAT?". A fucked up old ladies voice echoes, and we hear something coming. We mash the up button like fucking mad.
This isn't really scary, so much as fuckin' weird. I was at my dad's apartment and he wanted to shoot of the roman candles that he's had for fucking ever. So we talk about it for a while, but I pussy out because I had a REALLY bad feeling about the whole situation. So we wait for a bit longer, and as my dad and sister goe out to light the first one off, a cop drives by. :geno: Had they not waited after my "feeling" they would have been caught shooting those things off, which is bad because they are illegal here. I love coincidences. :v:
I like to make myself believe, that planet earth moves slowly, it's hard to say I'd rather stay awake I'm asleep, 'cause everything is never as it seems.
[QUOTE=Apt 2B;19652455]how'd you know it was a women if she was just bones?[/QUOTE] Because when you find a skeleton in a bag you're interested in what the police find out about it, that's how.
My cat knocked my trashcan over while i was fapping in a dark room. Awkward time to jump in fright, I tell you what.
Once when I was in hamburg with my father, We visited this old restaurant slash bar, when I was gonna go to the toilet, it was locked for a long long time, then I decided to knock, but then I heard a loud moan from inside the toilet, I got scared then knocked again, the door unlocked and opened and nobody was in there. I didnt wanna go to the toilet anymore, the thing had scared the piss out of me. I remember this very good and it was really scary but shrugged it off next day.
[QUOTE=rysnyper455;19605788]*Story about him finfding a homeless guy looking for food in his backyard.*[/QUOTE] Dude, that hobo was probably really hungry and you chased him off, you should of gave him food. [b]My stories[/b] When I was around 5-6 years old I was staying over at my auntie's house because my parents were out I think, anyway, after I had my dinner I walked into their living room and something caught my eye; it was a tall silhouette of a man standing on the stairs parallel to the living room door. My auntie and uncle were looking at me wondering why I was staring wide-eyed at their stairs. I was staying at my other auntie's house on my mum's side of the family when the exact same thing happened, same kind of silhouette and everything, he even walked up the stairs the same way he did the other time. I was 5-6 at the time. I was swimming with my dad at the local swimming baths and my dad went to the other side of the pool because it was warmer. I (being 6-7 years old at the time) felt adventurous and tried to jump from one pillar to the other (the pillars were things you could sit on in the water) but as I was kind of floating to the other pillar I started to sink, I was nearing the bottom of the 6 foot pool when this arm grabbed me and pulled me up. When I surfaced I saw my mum's dead uncle he then disappeared and my dad appeared there holding me asking me if I'm ok. I have been told that my mum's uncle (his name is Willy) is my guardian angel.
As a 10-year old I played too many horror games and have suffered 9 years of post traumatic stress disorder as a result, probably me being autistic means having a fragile mind in some ways. It began one night when I woke up in the middle of the night by a confusing matter, everything around me was darker and had become terrifying, as if I expected ghosts or dark creatures behind every corner. Someone was trying to restrain me who I didn't recognize, and at the same time I heard a distant scream. I fought against whoever was trying to restrain me in a state of fear and panic so intense I had never in my past 10 years of life experienced anything even closely as intimidating. Suddenly everything seemed a little brighter, a little less intimidating, but still very terrifying, the distant screaming voice had stopped. I suddenly recognized the person who was merely trying to calm me down, it was my dad. I found it strange how I failed to recognize his face just seconds ago. He told me I was screaming and shaking like I had have some kind of seizure. Apparently the distant screaming voice was my own. He wanted me to go back to sleep, but the constant perception of surrounding danger and terrifying darkness left me unable to even be in a room with lights off, I couldn't even be alone in one room anymore, even if the closest person was just one doorway away. We went to the hospital and waited but the queue was long and we were ready to give up after a few hours, we were about to leave when I had another panic induced seizure and fell to the ground because of shaking too much and started to scream. I don't recall the seizure, my mind had repressed the memory to protect itself, my next memory was of being down on the floor with everyone staring at me and my dad asking me if I'm okay. Now I was moved ahead in queue and received supervision and care instantly. I got an appointment with a psychiatrist which was days later. I would recall this as the worst and darkest time of my life, I had seizures every day and lived with constant intense fear, which would in time diminish. After a few months the seizures stopped at least, but the constant terror of fear never ceased to be, although I have been feeling better with each year passing by, today I can sleep with lights off. But there's always something in the back of my skull that's telling me something bad is going to happen, and the nightmares won't stop either. Sometimes even today I wake up at nights screaming in fear. I just hope the day comes when I can feel normal again. Writing about this has been hard as it has reawakened some memories and feelings associated with them.
[QUOTE=Watchmaker90;19672493]As a 10-year old I played too many horror games and have suffered 9 years of post traumatic stress disorder as a result, probably me being autistic means having a fragile mind in some ways. It began one night when I woke up in the middle of the night by a confusing matter, everything around me was darker and had become terrifying, as if I expected ghosts or dark creatures behind every corner. Someone was trying to restrain me who I didn't recognize, and at the same time I heard a distant scream. I fought against whoever was trying to restrain me in a state of fear and panic so intense I had never in my past 10 years of life experienced anything even closely as intimidating. Suddenly everything seemed a little brighter, a little less intimidating, but still very terrifying, the distant screaming voice had stopped. I suddenly recognized the person who was merely trying to calm me down, it was my dad. I found it strange how I failed to recognize his face just seconds ago. He told me I was screaming and shaking like I had have some kind of seizure. Apparently the distant screaming voice was my own. He wanted me to go back to sleep, but the constant perception of surrounding danger and terrifying darkness left me unable to even be in a room with lights off, I couldn't even be alone in one room anymore, even if the closest person was just one doorway away. We went to the hospital and waited but the queue was long and we were ready to give up after a few hours, we were about to leave when I had another panic induced seizure and fell to the ground because of shaking too much and started to scream. I don't recall the seizure, my mind had repressed the memory to protect itself, my next memory was of being down on the floor with everyone staring at me and my dad asking me if I'm okay. Now I was moved ahead in queue and received supervision and care instantly. I got an appointment with a psychiatrist which was days later. I would recall this as the worst and darkest time of my life, I had seizures every day and lived with constant intense fear, which would in time diminish. After a few months the seizures stopped at least, but the constant terror of fear never ceased to be, although I have been feeling better with each year passing by, today I can sleep with lights off. But there's always something in the back of my skull that's telling me something bad is going to happen, and the nightmares won't stop either. Sometimes even today I wake up at nights screaming in fear. I just hope the day comes when I can feel normal again. Writing about this has been hard as it has reawakened some memories and feelings associated with them.[/QUOTE] I sufferend from PTSD, when i came back from 'nam
[QUOTE=Rubs10;19454606]I really dislike people who jump to paranormal conclusions. That shits not real, just like god, crop cirles, and things like big foot, yeti, lock ness monster, etc. People like that are the same people who invented god. They couldn't explain it, so they invented bullshit so they can comfort themselves at night or seem intelligent or whatever the reason it is you people do it. I really, [I]rrreeeeaaaaallllyyyy[/I] hate it.[/QUOTE] Who are you to deny any of this? I doubt you've worked with any of it in your life.
I see something... I'm not quite sure what... moving about the street outside at night all the time. I'm a late-nighter, and my computer is right by my window, and even with closed blinds, I look out alot just to look out. I swear, this thing is always getting closer. I sleep with my combat knife under my pillow for good reason.
Nothing really compared to yours. I was using my computer in bed last night, shut it off just before I went to sleep. I look up and next to my chair was this 8ft tall guy in a hooded, brown robe. I gasped out loud and it took me a minute to recover. I slept hugging a pillow last night :ohdear:
Just now I was fapping, and then my printer randomly starts printing infinite pages of [I]Сейчас все стало очевидным в ближайшее время, дитя мое.[/I], which roughly translates in Russian to "It will all become apparent soon, my child." I had to yank the plug out of the wall to make it stop.
[QUOTE=Boobenmyre;19708960]Just now I was fapping, and then my printer randomly starts printing infinite pages of [I]Сейчас все стало очевидным в ближайшее время, дитя мое.[/I], which roughly translates in Russian to "It will all become apparent soon, my child." I had to yank the plug out of the wall to make it stop.[/QUOTE] the reds are watching you fap? :eek:
[QUOTE=scurr;19708991]the reds are watching you fap? :eek:[/QUOTE] Actually, I think that it was my great uncle who died on Thursday. He was one of the soldiers in the invasion of Berlin during WW2, and I inherited his medals.
[QUOTE=Boobenmyre;19709062]Actually, I think that it was my great uncle who died on Thursday. He was one of the soldiers in the invasion of Berlin during WW2, and I inherited his medals.[/QUOTE] wow.:v:
[QUOTE=Boobenmyre;19709062]Actually, I think that it was my great uncle who died on Thursday. He was one of the soldiers in the invasion of Berlin during WW2, and I inherited his medals.[/QUOTE] I don't know what's more creepy. The fact that your dead uncle was in the room as you were fapping or the fact he's sending you ominous messages. :ohdear:
Aye, a few months back, I was coming up the stairs in my house, and happened to turn around and look into the office. The blue glow from the computer was on but, also, I saw what looked like a dark figure walking across the room. I stepped in just in time to see it dissipate.
I had a scary experience today. I go to college and basically me and my mate have made it a religion to go into town every lunch break, we always go to the same shops (greggs, which sells things like sausage rolls, pizza slices etc cheap, then b&m which is like a cheap ass store you can buy drinks dirt cheap and food) anyway, we went to greggs then b&m to get a drink and me and my mate pick one up each and make our way to the till, my friend was in front of me and in front of him was some chav and he looked proper fucking paranoid and i took out my wallet to prepare to pay and he was staring at me and my mate constantly and he nearly took my mates drink aswell as his own shit, just before he left the store he stared at us again. thought we were gonna get knifed or something
[QUOTE=xianlee;19709687][B]greggs[/B][/QUOTE] :monar: but seriously. thats just chavs in general, doped up retards who'll harass you for fuck all.
I was sitting in my room, when I started to hear voices. Turns out my speakers pick up radio signals.
[QUOTE=scurr;19709742]:monar: but seriously. thats just chavs in general, doped up retards who'll harass you for fuck all.[/QUOTE] Yea he did look high, he just looked so suspious constantly looking around while waiting to be served then when leaving
[QUOTE=xianlee;19710031]Yea he did look high, he just looked so suspious constantly looking around while waiting to be served then when leaving[/QUOTE] i once got out the car and a guy on with a mobile started screaming in my face "ya got any tabs son!? fucking tabs! where can i get some tabs!?" i shat a brick and pointed to the nearest supermarket, he walked away thank god.
[QUOTE=slinkman;19709844]I was sitting in my room, when I started to hear voices. Turns out my speakers pick up radio signals.[/QUOTE] I've heard about this happening. Some guy around here had this issue a while back. I typically leave my computer on most of the time and my amp is sitting in my room too yet I never pick up signals. I kind of want that to happen; it would be cool. I did hear faint morse code-like blips one night, I'm wondering if that was my amp or something.
Nothing weird like that has ever happened to me. My dad told me a story that kinda freaked me out though. "My friends and I had gone out camping. We had set up and were just sitting around talking. Now, out where we were, there was nothing. No houses, no people. I looked up and saw what looked like someone holding a flashlight, maybe fifteen feet away. Keep in mind, it was pitch black except for our fire and this light. Suddenly, the light goes off. But we hear footsteps getting closer. Then they stop. You probably guessed that we ran." I don't know why, but that story really gave me the creeps.
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