Stories of scary/bizzarre things that happened to you
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Lol, you guys all bash Christianity all the time, and its funny, BUT WHEN IT COMES TO BEING HAUNTED, suddenly you have no where else to turn.
Ironic, but I guarantee if you commit to what I wrote above, all your haunting problems will go away like fucking magic.
I've got one for ya'll
When I was about 5 or 6 years old, I used to take naps in my parents room. Across that room and the hallway was my room. Then I would always lie awake in bed and I would see my grandfather appearing in my room and coming in to my parents room, mind you that he died when I was just 5 or 6 months old. And the weird thing is, that I could see hem very detailed, even though I never saw a picture of him. Even weirder was the fact the he would always come in to the room on roller skates, yes, ROLLER SKATES. I didn't feel scared or anything, as this occurred every time I took a nap.
I told my mom about this, and she went bat shit. Looking back to it, it was really comforting seeing him.
My sleep paralysis story I posted a long time ago is boring, I have a good one:
This was two summers ago. I was at a party out in the woods with about 25 other people. We were set up in a clearing with cliffs all around us except for one side where a road came through between the clearing and a lake. Because of this shape, the area acts as a wind tunnel of sorts. It's literally [i]never[/i] not windy there.
So it's night time now, and we decide that we need a fire. In minutes, we have a huge bonfire set up. Because of the wind, the fire is flickering pretty bad. One large gust comes through and the fire goes out for a second. When the light comes back, [b]everyone is fucking staring at me.[/b] Naturally, I let out a nice loud "what the fuck guys". A few other people have similar exclamations, but they're all still staring at me. The fire flickers again, and everything goes back to normal.
I ask them what their problem was because they scared the shit out of me. Interestingly, people start asking what MY problem was. People strike up conversations and we all come to the conclusion that during that period of time between the two flickers, [b]everyone saw that everyone else was staring at them.[/b] We were all standing around the fire in a circle so this would be completely impossible.
We don't party there anymore, it's probably some indian burial ground or some shit like that
so i'm playing synergy (hl2 multiplayer) and we are on a airboat puzzle driving map, we get to a certain area and see a ghost following the airboats, we were pretty scared and then a small tornado thing started following his boat (it was a thing track and if you fell you died), he fell of around half way there and so did i, we came back to spawn and saw a dead black guy lying there D:
That guy a few posts above suggesting to become a Christian to end the hauntings is wrong.
I'm a Christian but I love the paranormal, I've seen some crazy stuff before too.
I should tell some of my stories.
I have one .. its not really too clear to me since its a looong time ago .. about 6 years i think ..
Well.. I was about 9yrs old .. i was laying in my bed one night .. when i was a generally scared kid.. my older brother kept teasing me with it for a long time .. but i was laying in my bed a dark night .. i was just laying an listening to the sounds of the house we lived in .. it was an old house just next to some old Ramparts ( i think thats what its called .. ) and the house we lived in was an old rampartkeepers home..
the ramparts has not been used since mid 17-hundreds
i was laying there hearing walls and floors squeak and the wind blowing outside..
when i fell asleep i had some nightmare i can't remember and woke up .. when i looked up a frame of a person was standing in the doorway to my room .. he was about the height of my dad 193cm ( and no it was not my dad) i could barely make out his clothes .. some old grey greenish uniform of some sort.. he was just standing there .. and because i thought it was my dad to begin with i asked "Dad, what are you doing?" or something like that .. he dident answer and just stared.. then he slowly moved backwards and dissapeared in the hallway ..
i havent thought of this thing before i read some of the things you other people read .. then i remembered this .. kinda odd
( Just googled the ramparts i lived by .. it was used in WW1 or something it says .. )
Well, in my old hometown that I used to live in two years ago, there was this huge abandoned college built sometime in the 1800s, a woman's college. Some of you may know about it, it's called Alma College, it was burnt down a couple years ago, so I'll never get to finish what I started. I've done some research and I found out that the Alma College in my town was merely a recreation of the original which was built somewhere I don't know, but the one I'm talking about was in St. Thomas, Ontario. Apparently a student was locked in a closet for the whole of the summer and of course; died.
here's a photo for reference on how large this place is:
[img]http://www.augustdonnelly.com/images/Alma.jpg[/img]
Well, by my time this place was boarded up and locked down, grease on the accessible windows to prevent people from getting in, except me. I wanted to get in this building so bad that I'd risk getting arrested. I have quite a few crazy friends that were willing to come with me, in case something bad happened while I was in there, I'd have a helper.
Now I've been inside this building more than once due to interruptions from police, landlords, sightseers, and seeing as these events happened 2 years ago, I'll try to do my best of sorting out exactly how things went for each time.
For the first visit, it was me and a couple other friends, we got there via bicycles and hid them in the forest nearby. We circled the building several times, peering into windows and feeling the cool air inside, urging us to get inside. There seemed to be no accessible entrance, all of the doors were boarded securely. Finally we found this tiny hole that lead to the basement, let me see if I can find a photo of that and circle the area we went in... Well I couldn't find a decent picture of the rear of the building that showed the area where we entered.
Anyways, we got inside looked around a little bit, the place was bigger than it looked I got a bunch of cellphone pictures (which I hope I can get to show you guys), we didn't leave a lookout outside so we left sooner than I hoped. As you can see our first trip sucked.
I wasn't satisfied, I got some people again, this time I had a guy volunteer to stay outside to watch for cops and the landlord. Before going in we checked some second floor windows that we could jump out of if we needed to. There was a nice one at the right side of the building where the chapel was. It was well hidden and easy to run into the forest from there. Now this time someone must have seen us and called the police, our lookout warned us about some police vehicles driving past the front of the building. We bean-lined it out of there and decided we'll go another time. The next time is where me and my friend start hearing shit.
Ok, so this time it was just me and 2 other guys, the 3rd guy was a bit of a pussy and me and my friend coaxed him to go in with us for laughs. Since the landlord re-boarded entrances made by explorers like me, we had to find a new entrance. There was another basement entrance in the front, only wide enough for me or the pussy-guy to get in, knowing he'd never go in first, I was obliged to go in first. I had to leave my backpack outside and have them hand it to me and I needed both hands, so I couldn't bring a light down for the first few seconds, which disturbed me seeing as I couldn't see very far into the basement without a light.
So I got down, my feet hit the ground and at that moment I felt helplessness pass over me, I couldn't get back out from that way, unless I had some elevation and managed to climb and squeeze my way back out. My only option was to go through the basement, get upstairs, find the window where my friends could be helped up from. My friends passed my backpack through the space and I quickly picked it up not wanting to turn my back on the darkness ahead. It was surprisingly colder in there than it was outside and once my eyes adjusted I could see further, but there was some rooms and corners that remained hidden in darkness. I didn't want to dig through my backpack for the flashlight, so I decided to run my ass off to the stairs, every step I felt the strengthening feeling of someone or something watching me. I was fairly familiar with the building by now so navigating to the window where they were situated under was simple enough. I helped them both up and we explored.
This time some sightseers were wandering outside taking pictures, now we couldn't turn down the beautiful opportunity so we started tossing a few pebbles out the window, not wanting to hit them, but to make them hear things. It was quite hilarious. We even screamed "help" a couple times. By then they had surrounded the building and were waiting for the police to arrive because they didn't like the idea of some people trying to freak them out. We managed to have my friend make noise on one end of the building to draw most of them on that side and me and the other guy jumped out a window on the next side, my friend soon followed since he was a damned fast runner.
I'll skip another time we went in because nothing special happened.
Now this time it was 4 of us, this isn't a scary part, but more of an adrenaline rush. We were at the top floor and my idiot friend threw a rock out the window and guess what? It hit the windshield of the guy mowing the properties lawn. Now if I remember correctly, it cracked his windshield, but that could have been pieces of the the rock that broke up and made a dusty splash, but it was a decently sized rock so I was lead to believe he actually cracked the poor guy's windshield. This time we had all gotten into a basement entrance, so we all needed to run our asses downstairs and get the fuck out before we had out asses beat to hell by one angry lawnmower guy. So we all got inside the basement and my friend had leaned a board on the front door (the front door was the only unboarded door, except it had a large lock on it) thank God my friend did that because it saved our asses. We were idiotic enough to go to the wrong side of the basement so in order to get to our exit we needed to pass the stairwell. At this time we heard a loud "Thud!!!" upstairs which we assumed was the board falling from the door pushing us down when it was opened. We all ran one by one across the stairwell and I was going to be the last guy out but my friend's older brother (He's really nice) stopped and got back down and told me to "get the fuck out"
I thanked him and I ran my ass out of there and we all got safely down the outdoor-auditorium:
[img]http://www.abandonedbutnotforgotten.com/Alma%20College%20in%20St.%20Thomas,%20Ontario/21.jpg[/img]
Now that's a very old picture, at the time we were there it was a forest. So just imagine that picture with shit-ton of trees and bushes.
We all traveled down there and got to a sewer drain which we got inside and crawled our way to a creek which the drain ended, by then we were far away from the college and save in public. Our backs were also sore as hell from leaning over and running in a drain that was only about 3 and a half feet tall.
Fuck I just noticed how long this story is. I'll cut to the worst scenario then.
Well this was the last time we went in before the place was burnt down by some fucktard dick suckers that I hope got arrested. I had been filming with my cellphone and my other friend was using his handheld digital camera. Now my two friends decided to go upstairs the back stairwell and I told them I'd meet them upstairs because I wanted to film a bit of the first floor and go up the main stairwell. Shortly after they disappeared up the stairs I got to the start of the main stairwell. I turned around to get some footage and at that moment woman dashed across in front of me by 10 feet. I froze for two seconds and ran like fucking hell down the hall way yelling " HOLY SHIT GUYS!!!" They ran back downstairs wondering what the hell was going on and the place got freezing cold for a few seconds. They ran to my side and asked "what happened dude?" and I told them I saw a lady over there and I had caught it on my cellphone. So we replay the video and there was nothing there, no woman in the dress. They said it was probably glare, but I know what I say that day.
We didn't let that stop us from exploring some more. We got through the building thoroughly this time, including the roof which was unstable and quite scary to go onto. By the end of the day, me and my friend were discussing the place when I mentioned hearing some crying or something. He said he heard the same thing and we both heard it from the top-most floor. We decided we'd go watch the footage we captured. Only problem was... it wasn't on his camera. None of it was there, everything he filmed was erased. Strange enough? No, the space on the camera was taken up, he said he had about 25 minutes left to film when we entered the building, when he checked then, it was around 5 minutes left, the memory was taken up, but there was no footage. He tried everything and he never managed to get it back.
Also during the time we were inside, my cellphone suddenly shut off a couple times, and stopped filming without me pressed any buttons. I didn't think much of it at the time, but now that I think of it, it brings chills to me.
Anyways, that's all for today, I had fun typing that all up and remembering those times. Sorry if it was too long, I attempted to make it easier to read and used pictures for reference.
[QUOTE=Tarzy;20974392]Long Story about some college and some girl stuck in a wardrobe(?)[/QUOTE]
Should have screamed "Make me a sandwich", could have had ghost sammich.
That is a cool college.
I clogged the toilet. My family was pointing and laughing at me. :ohdear:
Well about 2 years ago around christmas time a couple of months after my grandma had died, i was in the area around where her house was meeting up with a friend to make a snowman (we were all like "holy fuck snow in britian we have to make a snowman!) we end up going to this small field that was right behind the grandmas old house so we started rolling snow balls down the hill to make them bigger.
Then i noticed somthing in the window behind me. There was a figure in pink in the window of my grandmas old house, now nobody had bought the house yet and there was nobody in there at the time. I remeber my grandma had a pink bathrobe she used to wear when it was cold.
I didn't know what was going on at all, i was just standing there staring back at it untill it closed the curtins.
I really didn't know what to think and i still don't it kind made me question if i was just going mad or maybe seeing things. Was it a ghost, are ghosts fucking real or somthing? To be honest a part of me doesn't want to know it's just really creepy to think about it.
I think people often in dispair after a loved one has died may "see" their loved one.
One time i had a dream that i had to take huge dump and piss. So i was like a dump and piss sounds nice so then i woke up in my bed upside down with piss and shit all over me :byodood:
[QUOTE=Aaronkills10;20976564]One time i had a dream that i had to take huge dump and piss. So i was like a dump and piss sounds nice so then i woke up in my bed upside down with piss and shit all over me :byodood:[/QUOTE]
:lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:
[QUOTE=Aaronkills10;20976564]One time i had a dream that i had to take huge dump and piss. So i was like a dump and piss sounds nice so then i woke up in my bed upside down with piss and shit all over me :byodood:[/QUOTE]
:wtc:
[QUOTE=darkheadcrab;20965840]Lol, you guys all bash Christianity all the time, and its funny, BUT WHEN IT COMES TO BEING HAUNTED, suddenly you have no where else to turn.
Ironic, but I guarantee if you commit to what I wrote above, all your haunting problems will go away like fucking magic.[/QUOTE]
I've never bashed Christianity. I didn't turn to Christianity when I had no where else. I turned to Christianity as my first choice. You don't know everything about me.
[QUOTE=Aaronkills10;20976564]One time i had a dream that i had to take huge dump and piss. So i was like a dump and piss sounds nice so then i woke up in my bed upside down with piss and shit all over me :byodood:[/QUOTE]
What's with facepunchers always discussing their embarrassing shit stories? Is soiling yourself like a rite of passage here?
One time I was walking down the streets and I heard rustling in the bushes.
It was a squirrel. :tinfoil:
Oh and this other time I was trying to go back to sleep, and I heard whispering, but I don't remember what it said, if it was even saying anything, but that was probably my mind.
I'm a Christian + I'm haunted by spirits
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sorry, does not compute
[QUOTE=darkheadcrab;20965840]Lol, you guys all bash Christianity all the time, and its funny, BUT WHEN IT COMES TO BEING HAUNTED, suddenly you have no where else to turn.
Ironic, but I guarantee if you commit to what I wrote above, all your haunting problems will go away like fucking magic.[/QUOTE]
That's asinine. All cultures and religions have variations of the "haunting" story and their own rituals to fix it.
[QUOTE=Tarzy;20974392] haunted college.[/QUOTE]
Don't worry dude, longer the text, better the read
Keep these stories comin, they are interesting
[QUOTE=Aaronkills10;20976564]One time i had a dream that i had to take huge dump and piss. So i was like a dump and piss sounds nice so then i woke up in my bed upside down with piss and shit all over me :byodood:[/QUOTE]
:iiam:
Please, more!
one time i woke up and had to go pee, but then five minutes later I HAD TO GO AGAIN!
:moustache:
Guys things have been weird at my mothers house.
This happened last sunday.
So basically my bedroom is directly next to the living room, to get to the stairs I have to go to the living rooms doorway then walk forward and turn left.
I Woke up on sunday morning (3:30 AM). I Opened my door and a bright light was coming from the living room. I Moved slightly and noticed the TV was on, but it was just static. Nobody was in the room though.
I Pissed myself that night.
[QUOTE=darkheadcrab;20984685]I'm a Christian + I'm haunted by spirits
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sorry, does not compute[/QUOTE]
How? Where, in anything at all, does it say that Christians can't have ghost experiences?