Stories of scary/bizzarre things that happened to you
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hearing my mom and dad fuck, that's too way scary.
True stories from my part, now, since I don't really plan on going to bed right now as I've read the thread and i'm the definition of big pussy. Here's one of my stories, not really scary but rather...paranormal, and makes you think.
Ever since I could speak, says my mom, which was when I was about two years old or something, right up until first grade, I would see these glowing 'orbs'. I remember them clearly, they where just round, glowing and floating spheres. There were tons of colors, too. Usually the darker colors ( Black, Dark Red, etc... ) were the mean and evil ones, while the light colors where the good ones. I would always talk about them to my mom, my grand-parents, etc... Anyways, one day when I was about five years old I was sick so I went to the clinic with my mother. If you've been to a clinic before, you'd know that its rather long, so I was sitting beside my mom and across from us, was a rather old woman. Gray hair, big fur jacket, but really nice and sweet. Anyways, when I brought up the 'glowing spheres' to my mom, the lady across from us looked at me and smiled and said: " Next time you see one of those, sweetie, tell them to go see somebody else, in your family, friends, or even me. " With that, she smiled once more, got up, and walked down the corridor. My mom found it weird, but I found it smart. Anyways, fast forward we're back home and i'm telling my Grand-mother about this and it just happened that my uncle came visit us. ( I lived with my mom and grand-parents at the time. ) He thought I was joking, and found what I said funny. So, he told me: " Do like that lady said, tell 'em to come see me next time. ". We left it like that, and I went to bed. Now, I remember this clearly. I was waking down the hallway at school, going bring in a medical note to the secretary when I seen one of the spheres. I told 'it' to go see my uncle, and it instantly disappeared. Fast forward again, I got home and told my mom I sent the glowing orbs to go see my uncle. She asked me at about what time, and I told her second period, so at about 10:30 A.M. Now, she was freaked out and I asked her why. She said my Uncle had called her at about 10:30 and asked her if she ha'd went to his house. She told him no, why? He responded saying that he heard the front door open, and a woman's voice calling him. She laughed, and asked him what he was smoking. He got off the phone with her, and called her back five minutes later. He was freaked out, saying he just felt somebody walk into his bedroom and put a hand on him, pass over him on the bed, and walk out...
I never seen the spheres after that. And i'm 16 now...I have another story, just ask me and i'll write it up... I don't know if you guys find this stuff weird/interesting so...
I dremt I was a girl, but that's not the worst part. (besides I was HOT)
I was having sex with a GUY!!
Woke up with my legs in the air.
Since then I've been having similar dreams, except where I'm a boob or butt (pretty messed up o_0)
[QUOTE=ViralHatred;20361836]I once went to crete. While on holiday there and hanging with a few people we happen to stop at the public toilets, it was late evening and as I was waiting for a friend to finish washing her hands I glanced in the mirror. There was a figure, solidly black, glowing yellow/green eyes, detective style figure kind of like this but with more glowing eyes:
[img]http://highrankin.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/detective.jpg[/img]
Scared the shit out of me and I ran off screaming. My friends having not seen it teased me and pretended to see it to scare me some more.
I've seen it several times in various places since crete. Still creeps the fuck out of me.[/QUOTE]
Don't worry, you just got the mysterious stranger perk by accident you'll be ok.
this may sound weird. but okay. me and my friends were playing until we saw some people leaving a house with guns and i was like OH SHI until they yelled out ROBBERS and they never turned around then like a few minutes later they come back with a few people gone and no guns. and the guy with the gun was still there. and the gun had a light on it as well
[QUOTE=MrScout;20624088]this may sound weird. but okay. me and my friends were playing until we saw some people leaving a house with guns and i was like OH SHI until they yelled out ROBBERS and they never turned around then like a few minutes later they come back with a few people gone and no guns. and the guy with the gun was still there. and the gun had a light on it as well[/QUOTE]
What the hell.
:wtc:
When I was about 17 I went up to Chico, California up in Norcal to visit some old friends who were going to CSU (Chico State University) and they told me about this old, abandoned, match company warehouse surrounded by an orchard and some little shitty neighborhoods. The night before I left for Socal we decided that we would all sneak into there and have ourselves a grand ol time by bringing our pipes, some fine Norcal weed, and some Grateful Dead on my ipod via iHome. We were going to have the time of our lives up there we though. We were wrong.
So we got up there and this was about 11:30 PM. I remember that night being the coldest that it had been since I had been there. It was January, of 2008, I believe so it was obviously pretty cold there but that night in particular was cold. We all got bundled up in our jackets, got out of my rent-a-car, and headed towards the main fence. Of course, the fence was locked up and neither of us brought bolt cutters so we decided just to boost each other over the fence. One by one we got over and we began our walk towards the building. The building that we were entering was the Diamond Match Company warehouse. It was abandoned in the 1980s~ I believe and hadn't been used since. In 2004-2005 I believe vandals broke into the warehouse and set it ablaze. Over 50% I think of the building was burned down which made the city close the area off to outsiders and post guards outside it. We continued walking and I shivered in the cold wind as I looked upon the charred remains of the bottom half of the building with my flashlight. I will tell you right now I was starting to kind of feel uncomfortable about this because it looked damn fucking scary. The outside walls were rusted, beat up, burned, and covered in a thick layer of impermeable dust. We walked around to the entrance and we flashed our lights up onto the main entrance. "Diamond Match Company" in it's rusted glory shined above us as we entered. The warehouse its self is big and spaceous and at this time of night (about 11:30 PM now) it was immesely dark even with our flashlights on. We explored a bit and looked at the walls. We saw tons of gang graffitti and random drawings by people who visited this place before. We laughed at some of them because they looked fucking retarded but some others were reallly cool one of which was the drawing of a butterfly. Just a simple butterfly but it was cool looking. So we stopped looking around and broke out our :350: and Grateful Dead music and we began to look back on our past lives and events. I told them how things were going down south, the death of my gf of 4 years, landing a job at Quiksilver and the alike. They all told me about their lives after moving from Socal, attending CSU, and what they were majoring in. We were having a blast and with half of our weed gone we were planning on heading out soon. It was about 12:20 AM now and for some reason my iPod died out on me which was strange because I swore I had charged it earlier...never mind that, but now my friends were telling me that they weren't getting any cell phone reception. "Probably just the building" I noted "It's mostly all brick so there's a chance that it's interfereing with the signal" They all agreed and we finished our weed off in silence whispering to each other and laughing. It was almost 2 AM when we decided that it was time to leave. My iPod was still dead and my friends still hadn't phone reception...it was weird to say the least but we continued out on our way until I heard something banging up on the second floor. I thought it was nothing because I had just engaged in one of the best :350: circles of all time and thought it was just my altered state of mind playing tricks on me until one of my friends heard the sound too. We stopped in our tracks for some stupid reason as I insisted that we continue back to the car and leave whateverthefuck that was making the sound continue doing so without us here but Yuri (the only girl in the group) insisted that we check it out so we did. I was the first to go up but then Yuri, John, and Kevin had chickened out on me and told me to look for myself. I told them all to go fuck off and die as I headed towards the banging sound. I crept, quietly, towards the sound. The creaking of the catwalk was eerie and I started to get a bit paranoid at this point. I started thinking "oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, :ohdear:, oh fuck, oh shit" and hesitated but then the banging sound stopped. As soon as the banging stopped my flashlight started to flicker. The batteries were going dead and I was upstairs, alone, stoned out of my mind, with a creepy as fuck banging sound that decided to stop when I got near it. I started panicking now and I called out to my friends to put up their lights to me. They didn't respond back, I began to fucking freak the fuck out thinking that they had got caught by security or even worse...caught by SOMETHING. I felt like I was reinacting the lats part of the Blair Witch Project when the girl walks in to find that guy standing in the corner and she began to scream and dropped the camera. I decided to try to walk back but I was too scared to do so and I was too scared to go forward so I decided that I would just climb over the rail and drop off from there because it wasn't too high from the ground up. I climbed over the icy feeling rail and let my self drop but not all the way. I lost my holding on the rail and fell a few inches and grabbed a hold of the bottom of the rail. I pulled myself up and this next part I tremble in even thinking about. I pulled myself up and much like the part in F.E.A.R were you see Alma at the top of the ladder for a split second I saw a ghostly figure staring at me except this figure had no face...in its place was a massive, deep, black hole that seemed to suck the very life out of me. Time seemed to have stopped for a second and I gripped onto the catwalk for dear life. I thought I was going to end up being on one of those Unsolved Mysteries or Ghost Catcher shows about how some friends went out into a spooky old abandoned warehouse and one of them ended up going missing and never showing up again. After what seemed to be an eternity the ghostly figure disappeared and I dropped to the hard cement floor. I got up feeling a bit sore and walked quickly out of the building out to the car were my friends where. I started to get upset because I realized that John was missing and I figured that it was him who freaked me the fuck out but it wasn't. I saw him out in the field taking a piss and I had just walked out of there minutes ago. He couldn't of gotten there, freaked me out, then got down here to take a piss not even aminute later so I calmed down then. I got in the car and my friends noticed that I was pale...as a ghost and that I looked sickly. I told them what happened but they didn't believe me and they laughed and told me that it was just the :350: I believed them and I tried to laugh it off but everytime I blinked that figure was there. It's black hole sucking the very lifeforce out of me. I told them that I couldn't drive and that someone else had to. That was when we noticed that Yuri was gone and I said "Oh fuck, here we go again" we went out searching for her and found her at the side of the building, looking up at the second floor, staring at something. I looked up and saw nothing but she told me that she saw a sort of figure standing up there that looked like it had no face. I looked right at her and told her not to stare anymore that it will try to suck her life out of her. She just started at me with alook of "yeah, right you fucking idiot" and went to the car. We all walked back and got in. I sat up front and as we started to start up the engine we noticed flashlights off in the distance. "Oh fuck, the cops are here. Someone must've seen us drive up." my friend John exclaimed. Yuri told him to calm down and she pulled a fuckin' 007 stunt on us. She backed up, speeding, and turned the wheel launching us forward and she sped off in the opposite direction of the flashlights. I looked back at the building and right in front of one of the second story windows was that figure only it had a face this time and it smiled back at me. It looked like my girlfriend Heather who was killed months prior in November by a drunk driver. I looked forward and concluded that it was just the :350: and the grateful dead music...yeah, just a placebo effect or something. the :350: was just affecting my mind that's all...it was all fake, possibly a dream...possibly real...possibly happened...possibly
Yuri dropped the guys off at their frat house at around 2:30 AM and I stayed at her house that last night and got there around 3:00.
The next morning, my friends all told me that after we had left the warehouse they had gotten their cell phone reception back. I was the only one whose phone did not go out. Perhaps it was because they were using shitty T Mobile and I was using the vastly superior AT&T on my iPhone...or perhaps it was something...else.
As for my iPod well I found out that I didn't charge it before we left the idiot I was in thinking that I did.
I look back at this all now and I have to think, Was it really Heather? Or was it just a figment of my imagination due to the amount of :350: that I had that night? I don't know...nor do I think anyone will ever know.
TL;DR went to visit friends in Norcal, got :350: and Grateful Dead music, smoked in an abandoned match factory, Saw a crazy fucking scary ass ghost, felt sick, ran for car, left.
The other night I was having this weird dream where I was helping Hitler with some plans and schemes on taking over the world, I had some sheets of paper with one of the plans and we called it a night. I went home and this chick I was living with asked me what I was doing. I said I'm not doing anything and I went to bed.
As I walking to my sleep out in my dream I quickly closed the door and locked it and jumped into bed with my back facing the window all of a sudden I had this overwhelming sense of being watched.
I then started to wake up and my heart was racing and I felt like someone was behind me looking at me..
Also when I was about 13 which was about 7 years ago I was outside the house of where we use to live playing with our dog and I looked up and saw this man shaped figure by our car I decided I had enough of seeing random things like that and I said "Oi who are you" and the shadowy figure walked off so I followed it and it went behind my bedroom (which was a sleepout at the time) and when I went behind it was gone.
One time I took like 5 pain killer pill bottles at once cause i had the worst head ache ever (mind splitter kind) and went to bed. I woke up and saw my door was wide open, so I got up and walked over and looked out of my room and saw this thing run into the kitchen. I close and lock my door, pull out my Glock 15, and walk down the hall way. I look in the kitchen and see nothing then I hear a grumbling sound and running behind me. Then I'm hit over the head and get knocked out. I wake up the next morning in my bed, my door closed, my gun under my bed where I keep it. And a bump on my head... :tinfoil:
[QUOTE=w 1 z;20625863]When I was about 17 I went up to Chico, California up in Norcal to visit some old friends who were going to CSU (Chico State University) and they told me about this old, abandoned, match company warehouse surrounded by an orchard and some little shitty neighborhoods. The night before I left for Socal we decided that we would all sneak into there and have ourselves a grand ol time by bringing our pipes, some fine Norcal weed, and some Grateful Dead on my ipod via iHome. We were going to have the time of our lives up there we though. We were wrong.
So we got up there and this was about 11:30 PM. I remember that night being the coldest that it had been since I had been there. It was January, of 2008, I believe so it was obviously pretty cold there but that night in particular was cold. We all got bundled up in our jackets, got out of my rent-a-car, and headed towards the main fence. Of course, the fence was locked up and neither of us brought bolt cutters so we decided just to boost each other over the fence. One by one we got over and we began our walk towards the building. The building that we were entering was the Diamond Match Company warehouse. It was abandoned in the 1980s~ I believe and hadn't been used since. In 2004-2005 I believe vandals broke into the warehouse and set it ablaze. Over 50% I think of the building was burned down which made the city close the area off to outsiders and post guards outside it. We continued walking and I shivered in the cold wind as I looked upon the charred remains of the bottom half of the building with my flashlight. I will tell you right now I was starting to kind of feel uncomfortable about this because it looked damn fucking scary. The outside walls were rusted, beat up, burned, and covered in a thick layer of impermeable dust. We walked around to the entrance and we flashed our lights up onto the main entrance. "Diamond Match Company" in it's rusted glory shined above us as we entered. The warehouse its self is big and spaceous and at this time of night (about 11:30 PM now) it was immesely dark even with our flashlights on. We explored a bit and looked at the walls. We saw tons of gang graffitti and random drawings by people who visited this place before. We laughed at some of them because they looked fucking retarded but some others were reallly cool one of which was the drawing of a butterfly. Just a simple butterfly but it was cool looking. So we stopped looking around and broke out our :350: and Grateful Dead music and we began to look back on our past lives and events. I told them how things were going down south, the death of my gf of 4 years, landing a job at Quiksilver and the alike. They all told me about their lives after moving from Socal, attending CSU, and what they were majoring in. We were having a blast and with half of our weed gone we were planning on heading out soon. It was about 12:20 AM now and for some reason my iPod died out on me which was strange because I swore I had charged it earlier...never mind that, but now my friends were telling me that they weren't getting any cell phone reception. "Probably just the building" I noted "It's mostly all brick so there's a chance that it's interfereing with the signal" They all agreed and we finished our weed off in silence whispering to each other and laughing. It was almost 2 AM when we decided that it was time to leave. My iPod was still dead and my friends still hadn't phone reception...it was weird to say the least but we continued out on our way until I heard something banging up on the second floor. I thought it was nothing because I had just engaged in one of the best :350: circles of all time and thought it was just my altered state of mind playing tricks on me until one of my friends heard the sound too. We stopped in our tracks for some stupid reason as I insisted that we continue back to the car and leave whateverthefuck that was making the sound continue doing so without us here but Yuri (the only girl in the group) insisted that we check it out so we did. I was the first to go up but then Yuri, John, and Kevin had chickened out on me and told me to look for myself. I told them all to go fuck off and die as I headed towards the banging sound. I crept, quietly, towards the sound. The creaking of the catwalk was eerie and I started to get a bit paranoid at this point. I started thinking "oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, :ohdear:, oh fuck, oh shit" and hesitated but then the banging sound stopped. As soon as the banging stopped my flashlight started to flicker. The batteries were going dead and I was upstairs, alone, stoned out of my mind, with a creepy as fuck banging sound that decided to stop when I got near it. I started panicking now and I called out to my friends to put up their lights to me. They didn't respond back, I began to fucking freak the fuck out thinking that they had got caught by security or even worse...caught by SOMETHING. I felt like I was reinacting the lats part of the Blair Witch Project when the girl walks in to find that guy standing in the corner and she began to scream and dropped the camera. I decided to try to walk back but I was too scared to do so and I was too scared to go forward so I decided that I would just climb over the rail and drop off from there because it wasn't too high from the ground up. I climbed over the icy feeling rail and let my self drop but not all the way. I lost my holding on the rail and fell a few inches and grabbed a hold of the bottom of the rail. I pulled myself up and this next part I tremble in even thinking about. I pulled myself up and much like the part in F.E.A.R were you see Alma at the top of the ladder for a split second I saw a ghostly figure staring at me except this figure had no face...in its place was a massive, deep, black hole that seemed to suck the very life out of me. Time seemed to have stopped for a second and I gripped onto the catwalk for dear life. I thought I was going to end up being on one of those Unsolved Mysteries or Ghost Catcher shows about how some friends went out into a spooky old abandoned warehouse and one of them ended up going missing and never showing up again. After what seemed to be an eternity the ghostly figure disappeared and I dropped to the hard cement floor. I got up feeling a bit sore and walked quickly out of the building out to the car were my friends where. I started to get upset because I realized that John was missing and I figured that it was him who freaked me the fuck out but it wasn't. I saw him out in the field taking a piss and I had just walked out of there minutes ago. He couldn't of gotten there, freaked me out, then got down here to take a piss not even aminute later so I calmed down then. I got in the car and my friends noticed that I was pale...as a ghost and that I looked sickly. I told them what happened but they didn't believe me and they laughed and told me that it was just the :350: I believed them and I tried to laugh it off but everytime I blinked that figure was there. It's black hole sucking the very lifeforce out of me. I told them that I couldn't drive and that someone else had to. That was when we noticed that Yuri was gone and I said "Oh fuck, here we go again" we went out searching for her and found her at the side of the building, looking up at the second floor, staring at something. I looked up and saw nothing but she told me that she saw a sort of figure standing up there that looked like it had no face. I looked right at her and told her not to stare anymore that it will try to suck her life out of her. She just started at me with alook of "yeah, right you fucking idiot" and went to the car. We all walked back and got in. I sat up front and as we started to start up the engine we noticed flashlights off in the distance. "Oh fuck, the cops are here. Someone must've seen us drive up." my friend John exclaimed. Yuri told him to calm down and she pulled a fuckin' 007 stunt on us. She backed up, speeding, and turned the wheel launching us forward and she sped off in the opposite direction of the flashlights. I looked back at the building and right in front of one of the second story windows was that figure only it had a face this time and it smiled back at me. It looked like my girlfriend Heather who was killed months prior in November by a drunk driver. I looked forward and concluded that it was just the :350: and the grateful dead music...yeah, just a placebo effect or something. the :350: was just affecting my mind that's all...it was all fake, possibly a dream...possibly real...possibly happened...possibly
Yuri dropped the guys off at their frat house at around 2:30 AM and I stayed at her house that last night and got there around 3:00.
The next morning, my friends all told me that after we had left the warehouse they had gotten their cell phone reception back. I was the only one whose phone did not go out. Perhaps it was because they were using shitty T Mobile and I was using the vastly superior AT&T on my iPhone...or perhaps it was something...else.
As for my iPod well I found out that I didn't charge it before we left the idiot I was in thinking that I did.
I look back at this all now and I have to think, Was it really Heather? Or was it just a figment of my imagination due to the amount of :350: that I had that night? I don't know...nor do I think anyone will ever know.
TL;DR went to visit friends in Norcal, got :350: and Grateful Dead music, smoked in an abandoned match factory, Saw a crazy fucking scary ass ghost, felt sick, ran for car, left.[/QUOTE]
SO much :350:
[QUOTE=SpasticPinoy;19460003]My girlfriend is pretty much tormented by this weird tapping sound coming from her ceiling. It happens at random but mostly occurs when she turns the lights off in her room to sleep. Well the weird thing is that it follows her around the room and whenever she leaves her room it stops. So I suggested that there could be a small animal up there but she explains that when the cable guy was there to fix a couple of shit in the attic above her room, she asked him if he saw any nests, small animals, or possible entrances/exits for a small animal to fit through. Nothing there. It only happens when she's alone in her room and never happens when ever any of her friends are with her. Last night she called me in the middle of the night waking me up because the tapping started again.
She then told me about a time when the tapping started and she wanted to test something out. Right when there was a pause in the tapping, she tapped back to see if it would tap too. Well, whenever she tapped, it would respond to her. She got so scared she ran out of her room and into her mom's room. It didn't follow her though.[/QUOTE]
I know it's late, but this happens to me in my room. It's moved on to scratching noises sometimes. :tinfoil:
I woke up in the middle of the night last night and had a random thought about the 2006 xbox game BLACK. I thought the concept of completely destructible enviornments was pretty cool, and in my half asleep thinking brain I thought "Wow.. why don't they make another one of those?"
Then scanning through articles on the internet, I randomly ran across this:
[url]http://www.gamespot.com/xbox/action/black/news.html?sid=6253151&om_act=convert&om_clk=newsfeatures&tag=newsfeatures;title;11[/url]
[QUOTE=dark_console2;19468182]Old house layout,
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It was about 11 am on a Friday, this about 2 years ago, I used to live with my housemate in Clayton a suburb of Melbourne, we had just recently purchased a house together her father helped us choose it, it was a medium sized house with 2 bedrooms which was all we needed, we got it REALLY cheap due to the face that there was a large unfinished room. We decided it would be a really fun thing to turn the room into a bar, all went well the first night, all went well the second, but on the third night, I awoke to the sound of foot steps in the bathroom and the shower turn on, I assumed it was my house mate Celina so i went back to sleep, about 15 minutes later, I heard Cel say "Fucking hell Im trying to sleep in here" I suddenly yelled back, "I'm in fucking bed" she replied "um who is in the shower?" I lurched up out of my bed, and swung open the door and turned on the light, the shower was off, and nobody was there, but we had both heard it turn on. We didn't sleep the rest of the night.
About 2 months later, at night again i heard noise coming from the lounge room, i went to check it out, but there was nobody there, this is where it gets very messed up, after 3 months we finally decided to paint the renovated room, we went down and brought Cream colored paint, and some painting equipment, so over the course of 2 days we painted the room, on the third day we decided to do the final touches, i was really bored so i moved one of the smaller TV's into the room, i sat it on a table and plugged it in, and went back to find the remote, when i entered the room, i looked at the TV, and to my shock i saw a frail old man, painting the ceiling, he was standing on the ladder, i swung my head to my right and look at the ladder, but there was nobody there, I looked back at the TV, and there he was painting the ceiling, I shat myself and ran straight for the front door, It turns out that a previous owner of the house died in the same room, after falling from a ladder.
The next week we got all our shit out of there and moved to a different house. Scariest moment of my whole life.[/QUOTE]I would've stayed. He sounded like a friendly ghost.
inb4 "It" was a sheep
I like this thread. I don't really have any, though.
One time I had this weird dream where I was an undercover cop tricking some people doing a jewel heist, but I ended up getting shot and dying along with [i]almost[/i] everyone else.
[QUOTE=Mr. Orange;20675194]One time I had this weird dream where I was an undercover cop tricking some people doing a jewel heist, but I ended up getting shot and dying along with [I]almost[/I] everyone else.[/QUOTE]
You were my least favorite character
One time a boner went in my mouth and i was like woah but then i was all like "woooooooaaaahhhhhhh"
It was Chinese New Years, and I was driving home with my uncle. It had been a really crazy New Years. Some people at a mall blew up a car with fireworks, my cousin got a ticket, but then it gets really wierd. As I said, I was in my uncle's car when this happened. It was going to be a two-hour ride back from San Jose, and it was late, so naturally, I took a nap. After 15 minutes, I wake up. At first, I thought my eye's where being accustomed to the light. Then, I realize there are 6 lights in the sky in perfect triangle formation. I shat bricks but, I kept calm, and told my mom. She believed I saw it, but said it was my imagination. I also saw a Nazi sign on a buddhist temple.
tldr; Broke cars, saw swastigas, and ufos!
I was depressed 5 years ago, so i took a fuckload of melatonin (4, I think) when my family was staying at a hotel. I really had to piss, so I go down into the public bathroom at 3 AM. When I finished, the lights started shorting out, and then the peppy elevator music was replaced with uneasing music which sounded slightly likethis: [Url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxLPnMrEvkM[/url] note: the song is pretty unnerving, so I made it a hyperlink
I am absolutely fucking terrified of the dark, if I'm home alone, something just FEELS like it's going to happen. I once heard soft banging in the windows that were probably from the wind and I jetted out of the house. There was this other time when I was taking a shit in the bathroom and out of nowhere on a wall to the right it sounded like someone was scratching or writing on it, possibly from the outside, needless to say, I was scared shitless
[QUOTE=Chunk3ym4n;20678841]I am absolutely fucking terrified of the dark, if I'm home alone, something just FEELS like it's going to happen. I once heard soft banging in the windows that were probably from the wind and I jetted out of the house. There was this other time when I was taking a shit in the bathroom and out of nowhere on a wall to the right it sounded like someone was scratching or writing on it, possibly from the outside, needless to say, I was scared shitless[/QUOTE]
Punny.
I am a scientificly sceptical person, but I must say that I've seen some weird shite in my time.
I'm just going to choose a short one.
This happened in the late summer last year.
I was on my way home on a bicycle from some fishing.
It was quite late and rather dark (Not too dark thou, just as dark as a late summer evening in rural Sweden becomes), and I was pedaling up the "big road" (one file in eighter direction, still, the biggest road in my small town of 140) as usual.
I passed the burned out house (When it burned, it was my mother who called the emergency number btw) which the municipality should have torn down years ago, nothing unusual there more than a creepy feeling.
Then the shite happened.
I came up to the place where I would turn up on my dirt road, but on the other side of the big road there is a house that was at the moment empty for a disturbing reason, that the previous owner had died in a plane crash (If you recognize the plane crash in Madrid, she was the Swede who died).
I decided to look at the house, but the quick look turned into a stare as I saw a human-shaped shadow slowly moving around through the window.
I decided (after staring a while) that I should just go home, so I pedaled home and didn't turn around (for the simple reason that I was creeped out).
More that this, some more, even weirder shite has happened to me, that I can write down if anyone is interested.
[QUOTE=vizard38;20678236]It was Chinese New Years, and I was driving home with my uncle. It had been a really crazy New Years. Some people at a mall blew up a car with fireworks, my cousin got a ticket, but then it gets really wierd. As I said, I was in my uncle's car when this happened. It was going to be a two-hour ride back from San Jose, and it was late, so naturally, I took a nap. After 15 minutes, I wake up. At first, I thought my eye's where being accustomed to the light. Then, I realize there are 6 lights in the sky in perfect triangle formation. I shat bricks but, I kept calm, and told my mom. She believed I saw it, but said it was my imagination. I also saw a Nazi sign on a buddhist temple.
tldr; Broke cars, saw swastigas, and ufos![/QUOTE]
Correct me if I'm wrong, but the swastika symbolizes peace within Buddhism. A swedish steel mill also used the same swastika back in 1904 (or 24, can't quite remember).
[QUOTE=brainmaster;20679746]Correct me if I'm wrong, but the swastika symbolizes peace within Buddhism. A swedish steel mill also used the same swastika back in 1904 (or 24, can't quite remember).[/QUOTE]
Can be right, but I'm rather sure it's used in Hinduism as a symbol for the sun.
[QUOTE=Sartorian;20531756]once when i was about 10-11 years i heard a noice from the living room (the kitchen was between my room and the living room) i went up and then i looked and two human sized yellow eyes apeared i front of me i ran to my bed and barely slept rest of the night then a few days later i heard a noice again but not from the living room but my own room i looked and my entire room was filled with small yellow eyes and a big pair of eyes in between it may sound fake but i promice its true
oh yes nearly forgot i once dreamed about a man in white clothes killing a man, let me descripe the dream and remember its not fantasy i did dream it saw a eagle and a man in white coat like thing he went through some people watching a hanging then the man runs and jumps up andputs the knife in the executioners eye then some weeks later assassins creed trailer came out and what i dreamed happened exactly.[/QUOTE]
OMYGOD, you dream in video games!
please tell me what portal 2 will be like!
[QUOTE=Herr Sven;20679691]I am a scientificly sceptical person, but I must say that I've seen some weird shite in my time.
I'm just going to choose a short one.
This happened in the late summer last year.
I was on my way home on a bicycle from some fishing.
It was quite late and rather dark (Not too dark thou, just as dark as a late summer evening in rural Sweden becomes), and I was pedaling up the "big road" (one file in eighter direction, still, the biggest road in my small town of 140) as usual.
I passed the burned out house (When it burned, it was my mother who called the emergency number btw) which the municipality should have torn down years ago, nothing unusual there more than a creepy feeling.
Then the shite happened.
I came up to the place where I would turn up on my dirt road, but on the other side of the big road there is a house that was at the moment empty for a disturbing reason, that the previous owner had died in a plane crash (If you recognize the plane crash in Madrid, she was the Swede who died).
I decided to look at the house, but the quick look turned into a stare as I saw a human-shaped shadow slowly moving around through the window.
I decided (after staring a while) that I should just go home, so I pedaled home and didn't turn around (for the simple reason that I was creeped out).
More that this, some more, even weirder shite has happened to me, that I can write down if anyone is interested.[/QUOTE]
Interested.
I live in British Columbia, Canada. A few years ago (probally 4), I went to an old house with my family a few miles drive from my house, called Irving House. A long time ago (I think in the late 1800s), almost the entire town around Irving House burnt to the ground, Irving House being the only thing fully intact, making it especially historic. Tours are given there regularly. When me and my family (mother, father, younger brother) went there, we took the tour. The female guide told us all about the house, about each room, the people who lived there, and even the furniture. On the topic of the house's furniture, the guide mentioned that out of all of the grandfather clocks in the house (there were probally 5 in total) only one origionally belonged to the Irving family, and that the others were donated, but they don't know which one is the origional. My dad was going throughout each room of the house with a video camera, recording every room. A while before we left, my dad said that he thought he saw something at the top of the main staircase in the front of the house when he was looking into the screen displaying what the camera was recording, but couldn't see it when he tried to look at it with his own eyes (take note that one of the house's 5 grandfather clocks is at the top of the stairs). We arrived home soon after, and we quickly checked the tape. My dad wanted to fast forward to when he thought he caught something on the stairs. I didn't see anything myself when we watched that part of the tape at first, but my dad said that he saw something so we rewinded. Then he paused the video and pointed out what appeared to be the face of a young man and a young woman staring back at us from the reflection in the glass door of the clock, one diagnolly across from the other (up and to the right). We watched that part of the tape in motion again and saw that the faces wern't just still images, but smiling faces lightly swaying back and forth.
Flashforward a few years later to last summer. Me and my family take a trip to Victoria (capital of British Columbia), with an intent to search for ghosts there. We go on a 'Ghost Walk' ghost tour of Victoria, which is basically where a group of people are led around the back alleys and narrow streets of Victoria and told all about the haunted locations there, and the stories surrounding them. I eventually learn that one of the two guides is the author of some books on the history of Victoria aswell as it's ghosts. We get into conversation with him after the tour and we tell him about our experiences in Irving House aswell as out experiences in the Harrison Hot Springs Resort (more on that soon). He seemed particularly interested in the fact that we got some ghosts on tape. We agreed to send him a copy of the footage but we haven't managed to do that as of yet. Nothing of interest actaully happend during the actaul tour except a lot of wierd vibes and the feeling of being watched in the Bastion Square area.
Another story I have is that every year, me and my family visit Harrison Lake which is a few hours drive from my house. And every time, we stay at the Harrison Hot Springs Resort. The origional version of the hotel (the Harrison Inn) burnt to the ground a long time ago, and the resort is built right on top of the origional. It is known as a fact that basement of the resort is actually a renovated version of the origional basment of the actual origional inn- thus part of the origional structure. At the end of our first trip to Harrison Lake (when I was 10), right before we were going to leave the hotel, me and my dad decided to video tape the hallways in the basement to see if we catch anything on film (since we felt like we were being watched when we passed though the basement earlier). Just so you know, the hallways in the basement are very intricate and complex. Most of the hallways aren't even flat, but slanted on all kind of angles. As soon as my dad takes out the video camera out, we discover that the batteries are completely drained. The previous evening when we were videotaping the lake at night from the hotel room balcony, the batteries were about half full. We immediately brought the camera to my mother and asked her if she knew why the batteries were empty. She said that she didn't touch the camera since the previous night. Neither me nor my dad even thought of ghosts being the cause until we got home hours later. We returned the next 3 years with the video camera and sucessfully recorded the hallways. When we checked the recordings, we clearly saw dozens of semi-transparent white orbs whizzing around the halls.
Flashforward two years later from the first visit to Harrison Lake, two years ago. At Harrison Lake, me and my family were walking around the gardens behind the resort late at night, and we saw a very bright and very fast-moving light going through the sky. The night was cloudless except for a few clouds over the lake in the opposite direction from us. We watched the light for a while until it suddenly moved unbeliveably fast (at a literally incredible speed) and just vanished without a trace. All of us (my dad, mom, brother, and me) saw it, and the reason why we were so captivated by it was that it was moving so fast, and that it wasn't even flashing or anything.
One final story that I'm going to go into detail with happend last year, around August. One night, I went outside on the sundeck to look up at the sky and at the forest which is located close to my house. After a while, as I was looking out towards the school which is visible from my sundeck, a MASSIVE blue pilar of light silently shot up from the school and into the air (or from the air into the school, I couldn't tell which) for less then a second. I am pretty sure that it wasn't my imagination or 'just something from the corner of my eye' (which is what my parents thought it was when I rushed back into the house yelling to everyone what I just saw), is that it actaully lit up all the trees, the gravel field near the school, and even the sundeck and my backyard. It could of been lightning, but there was no storm, not many clouds (I could see the stars easily), and the beam seemed too thick. I hardly believe myself when I tell this story, but it actually did happen.
I swear that all 3 of these stories are absolutely true. I have other stories that I could share, but I don't remember as much detail about them anymore, and I have possible logical explinations for most of them. I only posted these 3 because these are the most detailed, plausible, and beliveable stories I have.
Other minor events which have happend to me have ranged from me hearing people spaeking/calling out my name at random times (when I'm sitting in the car, at school, lying in bed, on the computer, watching T.V.). For example, today when I was in the car being driven home from Abbotsford, I heard someone cry out "It's not humane!" as I was sitting in the back seat looking out the front window ahead of the car. I have also felt someone punch me in the gut before when I was in my bedroom once.
Why,
WHY DO I HAVE TO READ THIS THREAT AT TWO IN THE MORNING!?
Fuck you fuckers. I had to put my light on thanks to the FIRST PAGE of this thread, nevermind the other 12 creepy fucking pages.
Agree x 100000000000000 @ above post.
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