• Stories of scary/bizzarre things that happened to you
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[QUOTE=gamerboy266;20855263]God no, I can't stand that movie.[/QUOTE] :colbert:
[QUOTE=gamerboy266;20855263]God no, I can't stand that movie.[/QUOTE] :colbert:
[QUOTE=gamerboy266;20855263]God no, I can't stand that movie.[/QUOTE] :what:
last time i fapped in the shower, it got extremely cold suddenly as i started fapping. spirits are mad at me :saddowns:
I went to my room after working out. Since I was really sweaty and hot, I took my pants off. So then I sat on my bed, half-nekkid, trying to finish up Mary Shelley's Frankenstein so that I could write my book report on it. A few minutes later, I heard some scratching noises right outside my window. I tried to ignore it, but the noises wouldn't stop. It sounded like someone was in the bushes. I became painfully aware of my half-dressed state. So then I went upstairs and told my dad (but I did get dressed first), and then he looked outside. But it was just my cat, Mike. At first I was a little pissed, but then I figured I was lucky because I wouldn't be getting raped that night. Happy ending!
[QUOTE=Shoupie;20859754]I went to my room after working out. Since I was really sweaty and hot, [B]I took my pants off[/B]. So then I sat on my bed, half-nekkid, trying to finish up Mary Shelley's Frankenstein so that I could write my book report on it. A few minutes later, I heard some scratching noises right outside my window. I tried to ignore it, but the noises wouldn't stop. It sounded like someone was in the bushes. I became painfully aware of my half-dressed state. So then I went upstaris and told my dad (but I did get dressed first), and then he looked outside. But it was just my cat, Mike. At first I was a little pissed, but then I figured I was lucky because I wouldn't be getting raped that night. Happy ending![/QUOTE] :smug:
I thought I saw a evil clown looking head near the top corner of the bedroom window of own bed. I was not quite awake in a sense, it had to be in my mind somehow. Funny thing is, I didn't even get scared, I was confused really.
[QUOTE=Shoupie;20859754] So then I went upstaris and told my dad (but I did get dressed first), and then he looked outside. But it was just my cat, Mike. At first I was a little pissed, but then [B]I figured I was unhappy[/B] because I wouldn't be getting raped that night. Happy ending![/QUOTE] I read it this way So what are you doing tonight?
C'mon guys more posting.. I'll tell a quick tale. ~After reading this thread I was scared and later that night my brothers coat (We have to share a room >.<) started shaking despite the fact there is no windows open or wind. Then as if I wasn't scared enough I swear I saw the handle push down slightly. Ghosts or Mind. :ohdear:
Mind. It was probably due to reading this stuff.
I heard the tap running in my Bathroom, so I told my dad (Shared a room with him) and he went to check. He came back and said that no taps were running. I swear to god I heard water running. Not really scary, but creeped me out at the time.
[QUOTE=lifehole;20938095]Mind. It was probably due to reading this stuff.[/QUOTE] Yeah but at first I didn't know his coat was there. The hoods white and I fucking shat a skyscraper. Also I hear footsteps alot and I always have like a small weapon in my drawer.
Page three brah. They got rid of the page three girls they ain't getting rid of this! Also why do I get the feeling I'm being watched whenever I fap.
I had a close encounter with a temporal anomaly in the lunch que today. I was so hungry I went back four seconds.
I went jogging one day and I was being stalked by about 10 deer for half an hour. Fucking creepy.
[QUOTE=Tyler_Durden;20961185]I went jogging one day and I was being stalked by about 10 deer for half an hour. Fucking creepy.[/QUOTE] [img]http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/timesplitters/images/f/f7/The_Deerhaunter.jpg[/img] Oh don't mind me.
I drove my car into town today and ran a few women over
[QUOTE=Deadpan;20961293][IMG]http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/timesplitters/images/f/f7/The_Deerhaunter.jpg[/IMG] Oh don't mind me.[/QUOTE] Pretty much this.
I went to chruch once.... [editline]09:26PM[/editline] [QUOTE=a-cookie;20957248]Page three brah. They got rid of the page three girls they ain't getting rid of this! Also why do I get the feeling I'm being watched whenever I fap.[/QUOTE] Because you are :smug:
Well... When my grandfather died (He lived in the neighboring house, and had a stroke right as he stepped out of his house...), some days after we started bringing his belongings over to us. One of these items was an alarm clock/radio thingy, which we just left somewhere in the kitchen. Then, on that very day, after we went to sleep, exactly at midnight, the radio just turned on exactly at midnight, on full volume, with the national anthem playing really damn loud throughout the whole house, violently waking us up... God damn, I seriously freaked out for a moment. We quickly turned it off, and wondered why the hell did it turn on. Since that day, the alarm clock always turned on the radio at midnight, and we couldn't turn off the alarm at all, so we just set the volume to 0, or plugged it out...
I'm gonna posts some strange occurrences that have happened in my house. I'll start with ones from when I was younger. Whenever I was really young, I had this toy tool set (ya know, with the badass drills and saws and stuff?). Every day, when I would get home from the babysitter's house, I would run into my bedroom and hide under that toolset. I really don't remember ever seeing anything, but I would always have to hide "because the ghosts were leaving and they don't like being watched". I would just sit under there, and I can remember feeling the ghosts pass by, leaving my bathroom and walking through my room to the front door. My mother and father even told me that one day I sat under the set for five house because the "ghosts didn't want to leave". Because I cared so much about not upsetting the ghosts by looking at them, even to this day I don't like being watched, and I have extreme problems with eye contact. When I was about seven, I was sitting on my parent's desktop in the office (which has one door leading to the living room, and one door at the back leading to my parents bedroom.) Whenever you're using the computer, your back is to my parents' room. I would always shut the door because their room scared me. Well, I turned around because I heard a noise behind me. The door was open, and in the space I saw a woman, on fire, standing there looking at me. Scared the hell out of me. So, I screamed and ran, but no one was home. And what did I do? I hid under the toolset. About four years ago, I began seeing this small black shape running around the house. Sometimes I would see it out of the corners of my eyes, just crawling across the floor, sometimes it would sit like a dog and stare at me, sometimes it would chase its bottom, like a dog. The only thing that makes me think it isn't a dog is because it has humanoid arms and legs, is about three feet tall, and has horns. One night, before I went to bed, I went to turn the heater on. After I got it on and running, I noticed the bathroom light was on, and the door was shut. I debated whether I should turn it off or not, and decided my brother would get it when he got home. I left the room to get a drink of water, and when I came back the heater was off, the bathroom door was open and the light was off. Then, when I tried to go to sleep, I heard something walking in my bathroom. I jumped up and turned, but there was nothing there. I rolled over, covered my face, and tried to sleep. But then, I heard a noise that sounded like a fingernail running across the bars of the heater, and the fan started to freak out, going faster and slower repeatedly. I turned and looked, and everything stopped. I laid there, scared senseless, for two hours, until it started again. Then I heard someone walking behind me, breath on my neck, and something hitting the side of my bed repeatedly. It stopped, and fifteen seconds after my phone started going off, playing the chorus of "Behind Closed Doors" by Rise Against repeatedly, which goes like this: [i]Although we have to obligation to stay alive, on broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive. (Break out!) I won't be left here Behind closed doors.[/i] And I got no sleep that night. I hate this house. New page.
Feverish walking in the night scares me to no end. About four years ago I had a really high fever. I used to sleep in the basement, so I when I woke up in the night I had to fumble my way through the dark up the stairs. Unfortunately, what with my raging fever, I wasn't in the presence of mind to turn on the lights. I walked across my basement to go up stairs. My basement has a room and a large empty area for the kid's playroom. In one corner is the laundry room and the storage room where our furnace and water heater and everything is. I tried to go upstairs but with the lights off I seemed to have gotten lost. I stumbled around in the dark and found some door. I could put my arms through the door but I couldn't walk through it or open it. So I crawled under it. When I stood up I saw a red LED light. It was beeping and read EMPTY. I had no idea where I was. Come to find out, my fever had me thinking the drying rack was a door. I had stood up in the storage room to find our water softener needing salt. Not scary but very bizarre.
[QUOTE=DudeGuyKT;20962360]I'm gonna posts some strange occurrences that have happened in my house. I'll start with ones from when I was younger. Whenever I was really young, I had this toy tool set (ya know, with the badass drills and saws and stuff?). Every day, when I would get home from the babysitter's house, I would run into my bedroom and hide under that toolset. I really don't remember ever seeing anything, but I would always have to hide "because the ghosts were leaving and they don't like being watched". I would just sit under there, and I can remember feeling the ghosts pass by, leaving my bathroom and walking through my room to the front door. My mother and father even told me that one day I sat under the set for five house because the "ghosts didn't want to leave". Because I cared so much about not upsetting the ghosts by looking at them, even to this day I don't like being watched, and I have extreme problems with eye contact. When I was about seven, I was sitting on my parent's desktop in the office (which has one door leading to the living room, and one door at the back leading to my parents bedroom.) Whenever you're using the computer, your back is to my parents' room. I would always shut the door because their room scared me. Well, I turned around because I heard a noise behind me. The door was open, and in the space I saw a woman, on fire, standing there looking at me. Scared the hell out of me. So, I screamed and ran, but no one was home. And what did I do? I hid under the toolset. About four years ago, I began seeing this small black shape running around the house. Sometimes I would see it out of the corners of my eyes, just crawling across the floor, sometimes it would sit like a dog and stare at me, sometimes it would chase its bottom, like a dog. The only thing that makes me think it isn't a dog is because it has humanoid arms and legs, is about three feet tall, and has horns. One night, before I went to bed, I went to turn the heater on. After I got it on and running, I noticed the bathroom light was on, and the door was shut. I debated whether I should turn it off or not, and decided my brother would get it when he got home. I left the room to get a drink of water, and when I came back the heater was off, the bathroom door was open and the light was off. Then, when I tried to go to sleep, I heard something walking in my bathroom. I jumped up and turned, but there was nothing there. I rolled over, covered my face, and tried to sleep. But then, I heard a noise that sounded like a fingernail running across the bars of the heater, and the fan started to freak out, going faster and slower repeatedly. I turned and looked, and everything stopped. I laid there, scared senseless, for two hours, until it started again. Then I heard someone walking behind me, breath on my neck, and something hitting the side of my bed repeatedly. It stopped, and fifteen seconds after my phone started going off, playing the chorus of "Behind Closed Doors" by Rise Against repeatedly, which goes like this: [i]Although we have to obligation to stay alive, on broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive. (Break out!) I won't be left here Behind closed doors.[/i] And I got no sleep that night. I hate this house. New page.[/QUOTE] Convert to the way of the cross, brutha. Then exorcise the bitches. Problem solved.
When I was 10 I decided to see how long I could stay up. At around midnight I saw the ghost of little girl walk past my bed. I shat bricks like a fucking machinegun. I pulled an all nighter.
what's with all the fucking ghost stories in this thread? i guess we have a high demonic-possession rate in the Facepunch populace, lol
[QUOTE=darkheadcrab;20963048]Convert to the way of the cross, brutha. Then exorcise the bitches. Problem solved.[/QUOTE] I've been a Christian my whole life. We've annointed my house with oil three times. They're still here.
[QUOTE=DudeGuyKT;20964522]I've been a Christian my whole life. We've annointed my house with oil three times. They're still here.[/QUOTE] then ur not really Christians
[QUOTE=DudeGuyKT;20964522]I've been a Christian my whole life. We've annointed my house with oil three times. They're still here.[/QUOTE] Burn sage often might help I do it myself but, I think it's a mexican/hispanic thing do it anyways though, I've never felt any ghost are those type of things before or after buring it but hey what ever floats you'r boat PS: Pray while burning the sage or just ignore what I said
[QUOTE=LatheGod;20965214]Burn sage often might help I do it myself but, I think it's a mexican/hispanic thing do it anyways though because I've never had any bad feelings or enities after I do it PS: Pray while burning the sage[/QUOTE] No, that's what the ghosts want you to do, because you believe that it will help, but it won't do anything. The ghosts will just take advantage of your resulting frusteration afterwards. Look, lots of people say their Christian, but when asked "what makes someone a Christian", it turns out that most people don't have a clue what a Christian even really is. A Christian may be a good and moral person, and he may read the Bible, go to church, and do all the right things (aka burning sage and praying), but he is only *saved* if he has accepted Jesus Christ and receieved the Holy Spirit. John 3:5 KJV: [i]Jesus answered, Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born of water and of the Spirit, he cannot enter into the kingdom of God.[/i] This means you're not going to heaven unless you are "born of water" meaning you've been essentially born again by having your all your sins forgiven via placing your faith in the figure of Jesus Christ - a man who was God incarnate and was crucified as a sin atonement for humanity, resurrected, and then ascended to heaven. He then sent the Holy Spirit to his followers on the day of Pentecost - this is being born "of the Spirit". The Holy Spirit will guide you to doing God's will including repenting of evil actions and living according to the truth of the Bible instead of any of man's invented religous traditions. Have faith in these things for your salvation, and then you will have power from Christ over the evil spirits tormenting your family.
I got a story that happened a wile back. Friends of my aunt were going on vacation and asked if we would feed their dogs and stuff. They also said we could kick it in the house so we decided to spend the night since they just got a new big screen tv so me my aunt and cousin got a pizza and rented some movies and went over. we just put the dogs away in the back room where they sleep and herd this really loud knocking. Not like tap knocking. This sounded like the police are knocking on the door. except it was coming from the backyard. next to a window. we turned off the tv and herd it more clearly. we went over to the spot with the knocking looked out the blinds then just instantly it stopped. we got freaked out and left. The next day we blew it off as nothing then two days later my aunt had to work so me and my grandpa went. we were both in the kitchen filling up the food bowl then the knocking started again coming from the exact same place. I got really freaked out and froze. I had told my grandpa earlier about what happened and I asked him if he herd that too he did. He walked into the room looked around then started banging back on the wall then it just stopped. We finished quickly then left. Here is pic of the house. [url]http://img191.imageshack.us/img191/3678/scr5059609.jpg[/url]
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