• Stories of scary/bizzarre things that happened to you
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Alright I've got a few stories.... [B]Salute from a Past Life? [/B] I have had a few paranormal experiences in the apartment my family ,and I live in.... Usually stuff would happen during the night so I've pretty much would already shake it off as paranormal ,and get back to whatever I would be doing at the time. On the other hand, this was probably the highest paranormal incident of my time living in Arizona. The story goes like this. It was an average day in my household. My family had made buffalo wings ,and we were all enjoying [I]The Phantom of the Opera[/I]. Usually, I get bored real easy ,and I love having a quick snack during a movie...So, I went to the kitchen to grab the buffalo wings from the fridge ,and as I was bending down to pick them up from the lower shelf something caught my eye... A very young man wearing a tan uniform was standing to my left. Now, at first this guy looked like my brother-in-law Chris ,but it became obvious it wasn't when he turned to face me. This man's face looked eerily like mine with a more grim and broad tone. At first, I stood there for like a minute ,but something in my mind told me to stand straight ,and salute... I don't know why ,but I did. The next thing I know the man saluted me back ,and walked through the window slowly disappearing. With this I picked up my chicken wings, closed the fridge ,and went back to the couch ,and attempted to become less stunned from what had just happened. My mom confronted me ,and asked, "Did you see something as well?". I went pale white. My sister and Chris took us to separate rooms and asked us what we had saw... I easily gave a full description ,and my mom gave her side face view description. When they discussed what we had seen they perfectly fit together. The next few days followed up with similar events till I got the first name of the man which was Andrew. After about a week it all stopped. [B]Saved by a Colonial. [/B] This happened when I was about five. I had begun too get really well at swimming ,and I was constantly in the water. One day though... That would all change. It was a calm June afternoon in Hamburg,NY. I was doing some laps around the 3ft side of the pool ,and was moderately enjoying myself. I began to relax on my back on the water then.. Then my life was altered forever. Some one did a cannonball into the 6ft which made a giant wave in the 3ft, and at the time I was unlucky cause I wasn't wearing any form of floats. A giant wave crashed into me ,and I was sent to the 5ft side of the pool almost all of the wind knocked out of me ,and I slowly had begun to drown. After about a minute under it would of seemed I was already dead... Then something happened, I saw an old lady in a colonial dress step near the side where I was ,and she grabbed my arms ,and lifted me up from the depths and brought me up just enough so I could grab a deep breath ,and get out of the pool ,and pass out on the stair line. After, ten minutes of CPR I woke up coughing out the last droplets of water in my lungs only to ask, "Where is that old lady? I have to thank her." everyone looked dumb-founded ,and the lifeguard responded, "Sweetheart... Their was never an old lady in the pool area." This was the first paranormal experience of my entire life. It did two things to me... One I never was able to swim again till I was 11. (I feared pools for a very long ass time) Two.... It started my quest to search for things paranormal ,and made me learn astral projection.
Dunno what it was, (Loooooooooong time ago) I was getting into a car and I scraped my elbow on something, I turned round to see 2 strange looking star creatures, like something from Pokémon with a blue-ish center, My arm started to bleed, my mother came over and just picked them off with her nails.... [B]It still has me wondering...[/B]
A continuation of my story. -4 months later- I convinced my friends to go again, with me. Same people, we were a bit more wary this time though. We cut our way through the covered path, and as the crows flew from their roosts in the twisted, gnarled trees, it seemed almost like an inhuman scream. We headed back into the front door, and were still scared from last trip a little. We heard a tapping noise, I listened to it, it was morse code, saying "Help me dear god" Again, the gears began working. Friend 2 tried to see why they were moving, but he brought his hand too close and almost got it crushed, inside the gears, he said he was sucked into it, like a vaccum. We saw the same things, the cinderblock that tripped us last time was mysteriously gone. I looked up at the crumbling ceiling. A cage, full of eaten crow corpses and rat corpses fell down from the floor. We all jumped, and saw the cage. We were frozen with fear. A dismembered arm, drilled with screws and hammered with nails, fell through the same floor, and we heard a inhuman moan. We broke out of out our fearful paralysis, and ran outside, yet again, past the cut branches, through the path. Out of the corner of my eye, it seemed almost as if the cut limbs were chewed and bleeding. We ran to the car, freaked out as all hell. We took another look back, and saw smoke coming from the facility, as if it were burning with rage. That's all I can recall, I'm shitting bricks remembering that dismembered arm and just... ugghhh. Also, we NEVER went there again. I haven't told anyone, only me, facepunch/the internet, and my friends know about this place now.
[QUOTE=Kaliber;19520613]A continuation of my story. -4 months later- I convinced my friends to go again, with me. Same people, we were a bit more wary this time though. We cut our way through the covered path, and as the crows flew from their roosts in the twisted, gnarled trees, it seemed almost like an inhuman scream. We headed back into the front door, and were still scared from last trip a little. We heard a tapping noise, I listened to it, it was morse code, saying "Help me dear god" Again, the gears began working. Friend 2 tried to see why they were moving, but he brought his hand too close and almost got it crushed, inside the gears, he said he was sucked into it, like a vaccum. We saw the same things, the cinderblock that tripped us last time was mysteriously gone. I looked up at the crumbling ceiling. A cage, full of eaten crow corpses and rat corpses fell down from the floor. We all jumped, and saw the cage. We were frozen with fear. A dismembered arm, drilled with screws and hammered with nails, fell through the same floor, and we heard a inhuman moan. We broke out of out our fearful paralysis, and ran outside, yet again, past the cut branches, through the path. Out of the corner of my eye, it seemed almost as if the cut limbs were chewed and bleeding. We ran to the car, freaked out as all hell. We took another look back, and saw smoke coming from the facility, as if it were burning with rage. That's all I can recall, I'm shitting bricks remembering that dismembered arm and just... ugghhh. Also, we NEVER went there again. I haven't told anyone, only me, facepunch/the internet, and my friends know about this place now.[/QUOTE] go back, take camera
[QUOTE=Zenpod;19520678]go back, take camera[/QUOTE] Hell no, the thought of going back is in-fucking-sane. I'm afraid the same thing would happen. Also, we brought a camera the second time, but dropped it after the cage thing fell.
[QUOTE=Kaliber;19520710]Hell no, the thought of going back is in-fucking-sane. I'm afraid the same thing would happen. Also, we brought a camera the second time, but dropped it after the cage thing fell.[/QUOTE] We should gather all the Facepunchers and visit all the creepy places in this thread
[QUOTE=abcpea;19453270]when i first moved into my house i found this old chest in my basement with this massive old fashioned lock on it. i couldnt find the key but i could tell there was something inside, i though maybe something really worth something, the house was really old. Anyway, i went to get some tools and then as i was walking by the tv it suddenly turned on and started randomly switching channels, it sounded like it said "dont open the box" and then it just turned off.[/QUOTE] break the lock and leave it at a neighbor's doorstep
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Or just take a chainsaw or firearm or something
I think I remember where it is, lemme check the map. [editline]durr[/editline] Holy shit, it's not on google maps or anything. It was in north carolina, I looked all over, didn't see it.
Fuck, I shouldn't read these threads. Now I'm seeing things out of the corner of my eye. :tinfoil: Also, get out you stupid fucking spambot with the .tk link.
[QUOTE=LordLoss;19453227]Didn't exactly happen to me, but I was around at the time so whatever. About 8 years ago after moving into a very old house in the country, we were having some building work done on the attic. The builders we hired were classical no nonsense tough guys, all of them were pretty sorted, and you probably wouldn't want to mess with them. At one point during the contruction, when there were just two of the 5 builders up in the attic, the rest were with me and my dad in the kitchen getting something to drink, we heard a really loud scream and some crashing about from upstairs. As we were going to investigate the two builders came running down the stairs, white as sheets. I've honesly never seen anyone so scared shitless in my entire life. When they calmed down my dad said "Well, you two look like you've seen a ghost or something," laughing it off. They told him that they had indeed actually seen a ghost. They described her as a middleaged woman in victorian style clothing, sat in a rocking chair in the corner of the room. Of course when we went up to have a look we found nothing, but those two builders quit the job and various strange things have happened in the house ever since. Some of the lights turn themeselves on and off randomly, chairs spin or move, and according to my dad (I've never heard/seen this happen), the doors will open and slam shut, but I reckon that could just be the wind. Also, my computer at my mums house is haunted, it turns itself on at night :tinfoil:[/QUOTE] you mah friend have a poltegiest you know who to call [img]http://www.hyperborea.org/journal/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/ghostbusters.png[/img]
[QUOTE=Kaliber;19520613]A continuation of my story. -4 months later- I convinced my friends to go again, with me. Same people, we were a bit more wary this time though. We cut our way through the covered path, and as the crows flew from their roosts in the twisted, gnarled trees, it seemed almost like an inhuman scream. We headed back into the front door, and were still scared from last trip a little. We heard a tapping noise, I listened to it, it was morse code, saying "Help me dear god" Again, the gears began working. Friend 2 tried to see why they were moving, but he brought his hand too close and almost got it crushed, inside the gears, he said he was sucked into it, like a vaccum. We saw the same things, the cinderblock that tripped us last time was mysteriously gone. I looked up at the crumbling ceiling. A cage, full of eaten crow corpses and rat corpses fell down from the floor. We all jumped, and saw the cage. We were frozen with fear. A dismembered arm, drilled with screws and hammered with nails, fell through the same floor, and we heard a inhuman moan. We broke out of out our fearful paralysis, and ran outside, yet again, past the cut branches, through the path. Out of the corner of my eye, it seemed almost as if the cut limbs were chewed and bleeding. We ran to the car, freaked out as all hell. We took another look back, and saw smoke coming from the facility, as if it were burning with rage. That's all I can recall, I'm shitting bricks remembering that dismembered arm and just... ugghhh. Also, we NEVER went there again. I haven't told anyone, only me, facepunch/the internet, and my friends know about this place now.[/QUOTE] Sounds like a zombie to me. Pack a shotgun if you're gonna go there again.
[QUOTE=Kaliber;19520874]I think I remember where it is, lemme check the map. [editline]durr[/editline] Holy shit, it's not on google maps or anything. It was in north carolina, I looked all over, didn't see it.[/QUOTE] Dude I was just reading your story again, The Tapping I experience was happening, Not creeping me out, about halfway in though, it went crazy I checked the beat, Put it into a morse cod generator and it came up with ._.1.._1_.1.._.1_ _ _1._.1_._ _1_ _ _ 1.._1._.1._..1..1.._.1. 1 = spaces What does it mean?
"RUNFTTTRKTTTTURLIFE" /caps. I think it means "run for your life". Have fun.
Holy shit, My tapping must have been communicating with me
jesus christ zenpod RUN. RUN AS FAR AS YOU CAN
[QUOTE=Kaliber;19520874]I think I remember where it is, lemme check the map. [editline]durr[/editline] Holy shit, it's not on google maps or anything. It was in north carolina, I looked all over, didn't see it.[/QUOTE] What part of NC?
[QUOTE=RBM11;19521193]What part of NC?[/QUOTE] Piedmont, but I looked in other places too, it's not there.
[QUOTE=Kaliber;19521235]Piedmont, but I looked in other places too, it's not there.[/QUOTE] So what town was it near? Where did you live at the time?
[QUOTE=Kaliber;19521235]Piedmont, but I looked in other places too, it's not there.[/QUOTE] If you find it, please tell us. I live in Virginia, not too far away. I will go and look just because your story was awesome and I'm a complete sucker for shit like that.
[QUOTE=KmScMT;19521170]jesus christ zenpod RUN. RUN AS FAR AS YOU CAN[/QUOTE] Its 5am, The tapping has gone completly silent, Which is very strange cause it happens all the time in thr same rythem of 4 beats a second apart, and then a 5 second gap between them
it's getting ready, zenpod. this is your last chance to heed its warning. either run or cower in a corner and wait to die.
[QUOTE=RBM11;19521282]So what town was it near? Where did you live at the time?[/QUOTE] Can't remember, I think it was while my parents were going house hunting, (we lived in Virginia at the time), and since a couple of us were bored, we went driving around and saw it. It must've been in the countryside or something.
Also I just realised the large ammount of abandoned mills nearby, Should I raid them with friends [editline]05:10AM[/editline] [QUOTE=KmScMT;19521392]it's getting ready, zenpod. this is your last chance to heed its warning. either run or cower in a corner and wait to die.[/QUOTE] I can't run, I have my battle hardened cricket bat ready though (I hit a Robber (He was trying to break into our house) with it :v:)
[QUOTE=Zenpod;19521414]Also I just realised the large ammount of abandoned mills nearby, Should I raid them with friends[/QUOTE] YES. Take a video camera too. Post results on Facepunch if you ever make it out.
[QUOTE=Teal Moose;19521495]YES. Take a video camera too. Post results on Facepunch if you ever make it out.[/QUOTE] I will soon, I need to gather some friends first though
You know, there's probably hundreds of old buildings around my area. I live in backwater hicktown where we don't even have an accurate population count, so they shouldn't be hard to find. I need to track down some of these and investigate. I doubt I'll see anything like what was posted on the last page, but whatever. Still something fun to do. I could start with the general store next to our office. The owner died years ago and I've always gotten a fucking creepy vibe from that place. I would have to cut or pick the lock on the door though.
unlike those awesome things happend to me threads that make me feel like having one of those experiences this thread makes me glad im not you guys anyways, im extremelly paranoid about dark places, im 15 and im terrified of darkness whenever i look at a dark spot i think''something can be there'' even when im on the computer at night and the door and the window are closed, i look down and and see under my bed, darkness, i imagine a head coming from the bed fuck man im too old for this shit
[QUOTE=Teal Moose;19521634]You know, there's probably hundreds of old buildings around my area. I live in backwater hicktown where we don't even have an accurate population count, so they shouldn't be hard to find. I need to track down some of these and investigate. I doubt I'll see anything like what was posted on the last page, but whatever. Still something fun to do. I could start with the general store next to our office. The owner died years ago and I've always gotten a fucking creepy vibe from that place. I would have to cut or pick the lock on the door though.[/QUOTE] I Live In U.k near manchester so theres mills everywhere
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