• Stories of scary/bizzarre things that happened to you
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[QUOTE=genkaz92;20763485]I am from Russia, In it, i would often stay at a very pleasant summer home that was approximately an hour away from Moscow. The location was generally very atmospheric and immersive, the house was 100+ years old, and it went through quite a few repairs and additions as i visited it. Religion wise it had a relatively standard Eastern Orthodox background, which is why it had an icon in the corner quite similar to this one: [IMG]http://eis.bris.ac.uk/~cckhrb/romania/icon.jpg[/IMG] except much older and slightly fancier, the icon was above my bed. The occurrence that i would like to describe involved me observing an intriguing constantly moving serpent-like shadow entity which was present on the wooden wall on which the icon hung. [IMG]http://img51.imageshack.us/img51/6341/serpant.png[/IMG] this is a very rough representation, but enough to get the general position of everything, i observed it while keeping my head on the pillow. It was not scary or unsettling, it was actually very peaceful and pleasant to look at. I was very sleepy(it was the middle of the night), which is why i simply watched it for some time and then fell back asleep, it was gone when i woke back up at normal time. The shadow entity approximately resembled this: [IMG]http://img692.imageshack.us/img692/8417/serpant2.png[/IMG] It may have been a hallucination, but it was a very realistic and intriguing one, the entity made absolutely no nose while moving around on the wall.[/QUOTE] [img]http://www.metroactive.com/moviesandtvblog/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/lost-smoke-monster-560w.jpg[/img] Oh shit it got out of the tv set. :lost:
Sitting in my room home alone. My door was locked and it opened, thinking my mom came home I went out to say something. once i got to living room no one was home....
[QUOTE=confinedUser;19909421]well i am a spiritualist. and i have had some crazy moments with spirits i got a couple of incidents to share first one is where i go into my sisters room and its fucking cold as shit and my head starts to hurt and I'm like what the fuck. so later my friend and me go into the room sit down quietly listening to what was there and in a evil cynical voice was speaking in Latin and I'm like I'm getting out of here before shit starts to fly and so we got rid of him. that's the end of the first one. second one it isn't so bad but i went to sleep while my friend was on my laptop and two minutes after i fell asleep i awoke in a startle because i felt a soft but hard punch to the head and I'm thinking what the hell just happened? and again another story is well i fell asleep and since i didn't have enough energy to fight it i ended up getting raped by a spirit in my sleep. and in my old house at night you can here huge chains clinking in the kitchen when no one is in there. fucking insane X.x[/QUOTE] You got raped. By a spirit. In your sleep. You were either dreaming, drunk, or you're just batshit insane.
Last nigth, i was sleeping then woke up for no reason, i had some kind of feeling that force me to not so sleep again for like 10 seconds, my bathroom light was open at this moment, so i had some light reflection from there, so i was still on my bed, looking at my left, i could see some kind of shadow, i looked in front but there was nothing, then i have looked at my clock, it was 1:11 am.
[QUOTE=alx12345;20773734]Last nigth, i was sleeping then woke up for no reason, i had some kind of feeling that force me to not so sleep again for like 10 seconds, my bathroom light was open at this moment, so i had some light reflection from there, so i was still on my bed, looking at my left, i could see some kind of shadow, i looked in front but there was nothing, then i have looked at my clock, it was 1:11 am.[/QUOTE] The Fourth Kind!
[QUOTE=piddlezmcfuz;19453003]I've seen a "black mass" before. It was when me and my dad were doing something with the computer downstairs, we went beneath the desk (about 3 feet deep) and we both saw a shadow the size of a small cat or guinea pig dart from one end of the desk to the other. It went behind the cabinet part of the desk, with about one inch of space to fit in. We both looked at each other and then shrugged it off. I was probably 10 or so. Also once in my basement during a sleepover I hallucinated that a shadow Mew was moving across my ceiling. Creepy stuff doesn't really ever happen to me.[/QUOTE] I think I know what you mean. When you'r JUST about to fall asleep looking up at the ceiling, you sometimes see things "crawling" across the ceiling (Turantulas, ants, scorpions, etc.). Freaks me out, or its just me maybe. IDK
One time when I was 5 I remember closing my eyes at the top of the stairs and when I opened them I was standing on the last stair. I hadn't fallen or knocked my self out, and I wasn't walking down the stairs.
[QUOTE=ss1234;20774184]One time when I was 5 I remember closing my eyes at the top of the stairs and when I opened them I was standing on the last stair. I hadn't fallen or knocked my self out, and I wasn't walking down the stairs.[/QUOTE] Warp abilities!! Learn to harness you're superpowers! :razz:
[QUOTE=genkaz92;20763485]I am from Russia, In it, i would often stay at a very pleasant summer home that was approximately an hour away from Moscow. The location was generally very atmospheric and immersive, the house was 100+ years old, and it went through quite a few repairs and additions as i visited it. Religion wise it had a relatively standard Eastern Orthodox background, which is why it had an icon in the corner quite similar to this one..... [/QUOTE] That is actually the works of your eyes; most of the people have this "black spot" in the center of their view of vision, which comes apparent in darkness. For example: theres this white object that glows a bit in the dark, you can see it when you don't directly look at it, but when you do. It disappears behind this black spot. Theres also this thing which makes an illusion that everything, or only some part of your eyes, sees that area getting darker.
[QUOTE=Raiskauskone;20775658]That is actually the works of your eyes; most of the people have this "black spot" in the center of their view of vision, which comes apparent in darkness. For example: theres this white object that glows a bit in the dark, you can see it when you don't directly look at it, but when you do. It disappears behind this black spot. Theres also this thing which makes an illusion that everything, or only some part of your eyes, sees that area getting darker.[/QUOTE] Quite possibly, but it was still an interesting illusion.
When I was 6, I was throwing a frisbee for my dog and I decided to throw it up in the air, it went flying off into the sky and took about five minutes to come back down for some reason.
This was in like 2005-2009 i cant remember but i was sitting on the couch (one of our cats died neer that day) when on the corner of my eye i saw a pink see-through cat walking, THEN i turned to look and it was GONE, Once at my Gran a cat died a few days ago!! or 1 and i was looking where it died (the body wasnt there) and i herd something in the kitchen then i saw at the corner of my eye i saw a transparent object and when i looked it was gone. Once at my friend we both went outside and it was very dark, there was a big bush, we stared at it then it started to move but slowly!!!. Once at the same friend we herd stuff in the other room so we took a matress and we made a base with the couches and the matress and blankets, so we walked slowly then we got to the bathroom door we looked at the bottom of the door and there was like toes or little things moving we got scared and ran then we went back and the door was open at that time and in the shower we saw a black object (the door was open very little), so later we went back and we stood in the shower and where the black object was it felt cold. THERE these are the things that happend to me
It might not be really creepy but here's my story anways. I was like 5/6 years old, I was having a shitload of nightmares. At first every dream of mine would be fine, but at the end there was always something horrible happening. Everything would go fine but then I sudden fall of a rock to death or get launched from a cannon . The most common thing was notably being itched to death. The includes my mother putting me in bed and putting the light out, after that i hear something coming upstairs and tickling me to death, during that i'm unable to move. Most times this was a completely black 50's woman thing or a robot, dinosaur. That kind of crap Well, after a few times, a year or so I woke up and heard something heavy coming upstairs. I almost pissed myself and couldn't move, after a few seconds I somehow could come out of my bed and I ran to my parents room and jumped in bed. The sounds stopped immeadiately when I entered the bed. The thing was that my parents woke up and I wasn't sleeping. The nightmares stopped after this.. It's probably a 5 year old's fantasy tough.
[QUOTE=cheezey;20778242]It might not be really creepy but here's my story anways. I was like 5/6 years old, I was having a shitload of nightmares. At first every dream of mine would be fine, but at the end there was always something horrible happening. Everything would go fine but then I sudden fall of a rock to death or get launched from a cannon . The most common thing was notably being itched to death. The includes my mother putting me in bed and putting the light out, after that i hear something coming upstairs and tickling me to death, during that i'm unable to move. Most times this was a completely [B]black 50's woman[/B] thing or a robot, dinosaur. That kind of crap Well, after a few times, a year or so I woke up and heard something heavy coming upstairs. I almost pissed myself and couldn't move, after a few seconds I somehow could come out of my bed and I ran to my parents room and jumped in bed. The sounds stopped immeadiately when I entered the bed. The thing was that my parents woke up and I wasn't sleeping. The nightmares stopped after this.. It's probably a 5 year old's fantasy tough.[/QUOTE] So do you wear your KKK uniform as pajamas?
[QUOTE=Psychokitten;20725139]I've been having some weird experiences at night lately. For the past few months, I keep waking up in the middle of the night, and getting this disturbed feeling every time. The first time it happened, I just went to the kitchen and cut myself some [b]cheese[/b].[/QUOTE] Cheese gives you nightmares I heard
Once, Just randomly, Now I may have been just really tired and fed up on ghost story's I was reading at the time, but. Once when I was like 14 (a few years ago) I was on the computer late at night, when all of a sudden I feel like going to bed, now, in the room I was in it contained all of my family's shoes, when I was getting out of the chair to get to bed I feel a presence that made me feel like running the fuck out of there, when that happened I thought I saw the shoes move and create a pathway towards where I was... I ran the fuck to my room sprinting as fast as I could and closed the door behind me and locked it.
When I was around ten I had a friend named Jenny. She was like four-teen and was pretty cool, I had a bit of a crush on her. So one day I walked her home, (we would hang out at the park.)We got to her house and she wen't inside and I left. The next day I knocked up to see if she could come out and some old lady opened the door. She told me she's lived there for a few years, and she didn't know a jenny. I went home rather confused, and Jenny wasn't at the park the next day. Never saw her again. I sometimes wonder if I made her up out of boredom. But I really hope she's still around somewhere, and I wasn't a schizophrenic ten year old. [editline]07:41PM[/editline] I also vividly remember jumping down all the stairs onto a pillow when I was like 5. My parent's both have said I would jump down the steps but I don't see how I wouldn't break my wee legs.
[QUOTE=gamerboy266;20782034]When I was around ten I had a friend named Jenny. She was like four-teen and was pretty cool, I had a bit of a crush on her. So one day I walked her home, (we would hang out at the park.)We got to her house and she wen't inside and I left. The next day I knocked up to see if she could come out and some old lady opened the door. She told me she's lived there for a few years, and she didn't know a jenny. I went home rather confused, and Jenny wasn't at the park the next day. Never saw her again. I sometimes wonder if I made her up out of boredom. But I really hope she's still around somewhere, and I wasn't a schizophrenic ten year old. [editline]07:41PM[/editline] I also vividly remember jumping down all the stairs onto a pillow when I was like 5. My parent's both have said I would jump down the steps but I don't see how I wouldn't break my wee legs.[/QUOTE] Did you see Forrest Gump around this time?
[QUOTE=GOOD GRAMMER;20754743]I have a story that happened about 2 or 3 years ago, also around when I posted this on another forums site, so the sentence structure might not be, "Top notch", but I skimmed over and fixed some obvious errors. Me and my friends were at a birthday party (no "partying" was going on, like drugs or alcohol). Late at night around 2:00 A.m. I proposed the idea to go out to change signs, to make them say funny things. It took a while for everyone to get ready, but then we finally got going. We saw this pizza place with a sign where we could change the letters to make it say funny stuff. So the funniest thing we could think of was, "VERY GAY PRICING", we took pictures it was hilarious. Soon after we found another sign at some body shop I think, and we had one side of the sign say, "SPRAY IN MY ANAL CAVITY", and the other side saying, "REPAIRING RIPPED NOM NOMS" We got to another changeable sign and all the sudden this car comes speeding towards us and turns into the small parking lot we were in. We instantly started running and the guy said, "YOU FUCKERS THINK YOU CAN RUN!" (I'm not the skinniest person in the world, but i ran like a cheetah on roids) so about half way to my friends house I tripped on the dew on the grass and the guy caught up to me and grabbed my hand. he said, "Alright lets go find your friends." then he said "...no never mind get in my car with me," I was scared out of my mind, I thought he wanted to rape me or something and I didn't know what to do so i punched his hand off of me and started sprinting again and... he caught me again but luckily I was fairly strong and i wasn't going down without a fight. So i shook him off and darted off again. He mumbled something under his breath then said he would see us in the morning because he thought he knew were my friend had lived. I ran to a nearby house and luckily my friend was there with nicks step brother Zak. We got back to the house acting as though every single car was out to get us on the way we soon discovered my friend nick wasn't there. We were like SHIT FUCK and we went back out for about a half hour looking for him and he wasnt anywhere to be seen. There was actually a police car that came down a nearby street. We weren't sure if he was after us or what, but he ended up turning the opposite way. The good thing about his house was that theres abunch of tall grass on the sides of the roads so we were able to hide pretty well. After about 30 minutes of searching, we decided to come back to the house and nick was there. I'll post pictures later if people enjoy the story, otherwise I won't go through the trouble in finding them.[/QUOTE] You should post pitures. Also did you find out who that guy was?
I was carousing the endless amount of stuff on facepunch, and i swear to the almighty lord something touched my shoulder, my left fucking shoulder..... might have been my decesced mother. I am scared shitless now
Here's another story. When I was about 16 my mother went on a date with this guy she had been seeing for a while so I had the house to myself for the night because she was going to stay at his house. I enjoyed having the house to myself because I liked being by myself and having my own space away from my family. So I watched some tv and CSI or SVU was on and it was a creepy episode where some guy picked locks and entered womens houses and raped them and said if they scream he'd kill them. I didn't think anything of it untill it was time to go to sleep, I was too scared to sleep in my sleepout bedroom so I slept inside the house in my mums room. I eventually fell asleep and woke up at around 1ish in the morning and texted our boarder who was also my friend if he'd come home and he said yup he'll be like 30 minutes away. About 10 mins after that he said he was going to crash the night at one of our other friends because he was tired. This is where the scary shit starts to really happen, I'm lying in my mums bed with the covers over my head texting one of my friends and I hear a loud thud and the room shooked as if someone had been thrown against the side of the house. I'm lying in fear shaking like fuck then all of a sudden I hear the "bree bree" sound like a pig being slaughtered right outside my mums bedroom. I'm shitting bricks and almost crying because I was so scared and I remember there was a hammer in the hallway so I bravely got out of bed switched on all the lights in the house. Grabbed the hammer and a pillow and a blanket and went into the lounge where I stayed up watching The School of Rock and bringing down the house. When the movies finished it was about 8:30am and it was very light outside so I felt safe enough to go to sleep. And when my mum got home I told her what happened and she falt bad for leaving me home by myself and was very apologetic. Ever since that night I've been too terified (sp?) to stay at home on my own. I know it doesn't sound that scary but I was seriously shit a fuck load of bricks that night.
This isn't particularly creepy, but quite cool nonetheless that happened. Long time ago when I was a kid, I went biking to the town, I then felt like seeing grandmother and so I went to there. When I reached her house she had juice, bread, and bun on a plate ready on the table. I asked were those for someone and she answered "yes, for you" and I asked how she knew I was coming, she just said that she just got a premonition.
Your grandmother is a bad-ass psychic.
Wow, guys, this is fucking awesome! Some great contribution right here. Raiskauskone, that story of yours was absolutely fantastic might i say. And so were many others. Great job people. Out-fucking-standing. I'm pretty sure we owe quite a few guys and gals out there sleepless nights :ghost: Anyway here's another story of mine: Back when my dad was still playing in a band, he took me to a biker meet-up where he was going to do the next show with the band. Now in the crowd that assembled near the stage, i noticed a man. He was tall, wore a long trench coat, smoked a pipe and had a garrison cap on his head. He had a weird ''aura" of sorts surrounding him. Very mysterious, alien almost. That man had a weird habit of popping up just as you mentioned him, and disappearing straight after you stopped. He'd literally disappear in the blink of an eye. After my dad and his band finished playing, i went to the portable toilets and so did he to take a leak, and all of them were closed but one, and i got in first. As i was finishing, i heard someone knock on the door. I presumed it was my dad, so i said: ''Just a minute, dad.'' When i got out the only person in immediate vicinity was this guy with the trench coat, and he seemed preoccupied with smoking his pipe and staring into the sky. Then his head towards me, and i got really creeped out. Then i heard my dad approach from somewhere and he said he went to the woods to, err, do his thing. Then i turned around to see if that trench coat guy was still there. He wasn't. He disappeared. Nowhere to be seen. Stuff like that happened many times. If i looked somewhere he was there but wasn't a few seconds later. Maybe he was playing a prank on me. Or maybe he just wanted to get inside the toilet. The thing is, some of them were free when i came out (i walked past them since my dad wanted to get a beer and a path leading to the place with beer led past them) so why would he want to go to that specific toilet? Maybe it was his time machine? :v: The next day he wasn't there at all, but as it got dark he suddenly just appeared out of nowhere, again. And he only seemed to appear when my attention was actually focused on him. Nobody else noticed him unless i pointed him out to them. Might not be scary, but it's just really, really strange. Sometimes, i think he might have been future me or something.
[QUOTE=GOOD GRAMMER;20754743]I tripped on the dew on the grass [/QUOTE] Thats really quite sad if you trip on very tiny water droplets. perhaps you meant SLIPPED?
Lol, he tripped on grass.
[QUOTE=linksysruler;20803111]Thats really quite sad if you trip on very tiny water droplets. perhaps you meant SLIPPED?[/QUOTE] I think he was joking.
Fell down on my back off my skateboard and a truck went over my head, not even touching me. I shat bricks.
This happened a long time ago when I was like, 4. I was in bed, and my closet door began shaking. I never really believed in monsters, so I ignored it(this is from memory.) It opened slowly and there was a man standing inside. He was very tall and had long limbs. He raised a knife and came towards me. Adjusting my Doo-rag, I pulled out my Glock 17 and popped a cap in his mothafuckin' ass and said "No wifin' in da club."
My basement is nightmare fodder. Lots of corners you can't see around, lots of creepy Victorian pictures, and it has a very spooky atmosphere. Last summer, I was playing The Force Unleashed on my PS2 in the basement. I could hear both of my younger brothers playing upstairs. As I was playing, I looked up towards the stairs that lead to the next floor, when I saw what looked like 4 fingers gripping the corner of my wall. Allow me to illustrate: [IMG]http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs388.snc3/23697_374802627662_591522662_3709510_6786292_n.jpg[/IMG] Once I saw it, my heart rate increased and I went very cold. I stared very hard at it for a good 5 or 6 seconds before breaking my gaze and frantically looking back at my game, trying to convince myself it was one of those "white images from the corners of your eyes" things. However, considering I looked straight it it for longer than just a glance, I knew it wasn't. Then at that point I suspected that it could have been one of my brothers. So, I called their names out, as if I had caught onto them trying to scare me. After a few minutes of sitting there in silence, I realized, with a sinking feeling, that I had been hearing them wrestling and laughing upstairs for a while. When I looked back after a few seconds the hand had gone. I stayed down there for another 4 or so hours, afraid to get up, before I bolted as fast as I could up the stairs. My basement freaks me out something terrible.
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