These are some true stories i thought were pretty awesome no one really knows what any of these people saw but all
these people belive what has happened to them now its time for what you think !
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closet monster
My story took place in 2001 when I was 12, in my old home in Alpharetta, Georgia. My family and I had moved there in 1995 and from the first day I had always gotten a weird feeling in the upstairs part of the house. I was always petrified of the guest bedroom and had a number of weird incidents at the home.
The following is the most vivid of all the experiences. Thinking about it now actually makes me sick and I get that same feeling of cold panic. My family and I were leaving for a trip to Louisianna; the flight was at 3am. It was about 11pm and we doing some last minute packing.
I remember walking out of my room and lying down on my parents' bed to watch TV. My parents were downstairs at the time. The bed faced their master bathroom which had a walk-in closet at the end of it. The door had been left open with the bathroom and closet lights on. As I was flipping through the channels (the tv was right next to the door) I noticed something standing in the doorway -- it had to be at least six feet tall, a monster.
It was green and its face was disgusting. I can't describe it as anything other than a monster. I was utterly terrified. I tried to scream but nothing would come out. I got so scared; I closed my eyes and when I opened them, it was gone. I ran downstairs to find my parents and told them about it. I could tell my parents were a bit disturbed but they said it was probably my imagination.
I have had to come to terms with what I saw because I'm a very rational adult. I don't know what it was but I know I saw something. From what I've read, there are other people who have seen tall demonic... or just terrifying monsters. It feels good to know I'm not alone. I just wish I knew what it was that was staring back at me that night.
swamp creature
was driving on Broadkill Road in Broadkill Beach Delaware around dusk in July 2007. This road borders a swamp area. Standing on the side of the road by the swamp, my daughter and I saw a creature like we've never seen before. It stood about 2-1/2 to 3 feet tall with long legs, a tan body, a flat, almost puggish face, and a long tail. It had small ears and looked to be about 30 pounds.
My other daughter and her friend also saw this same animal the year before around the same area, except it was night and it ran in front of their car. I asked the lady who owned the Broadkill Beach store about it and she said she had seen it once when she was dirt biking with her dad in that area years before, and both her and her dad had no idea what it was even though she was raised around Broadkill.
She said we were lucky to have spotted it as very few people have seen it. We went to the Primehook Reserve (this is what the swampy area is called) museum and they had no idea what it could be. I am wondering if anyone else has seen it and what the heck it is.
sprinting humanoids
as a police motorway patrol-woman in Portsmouth, England, I'm frequently confronted with situations that are both bizarre and unnerving. However, the incident that occurred on the 25th of November last year is by far the most unusual of them all. During a routine speed camera set up in the city, around 6.30 pm (at which time it was completely dark,) our speed trap picked up random tracings of nonexistent objects hurtling past at 30 to 40 mph.
The devices are not actually known to malfunction, so we trained the camera on the road surface to see what we picked up. Sitting in the back of the patrol van, we were shocked to discover on the screen that the camera was picking up what can only be described as human figures, running up and down the street approximately 40 ft away from the vehicle, only barely visible through the night vision filter. They were of 'average' height, had a silvery hue, and were sprinting up and down the central reservation (the dividing surface between two opposite lanes on a motorway) repeatedly, and very fast.
I admit I did not exit the vehicle to investigate, but apparently I didn't have to. Only about 10 feet away, at the side of the road, one of these silvery entities just appeared on the screen. Female, approximately 6 foot, and standing motionless facing away from the van. She was dressed in scantily clad clothing, not unlike that a young woman on an evening out may wear. I was extremely freaked out, especially considering that leaning out of the window, there was absolutely no evidence of anyone standing that close to the vehicle. As the first vehicle only five minutes from the first sighting drove past, all visible evidence of the entities had vanished. Nothing occurred from that time till the end of my duty at 9 p.m., and yet, when I played back the footage from the camera, the silvery objects and the woman are not on the tape!
Obviously, I did not report the incident, but friends and fellow officers agree that it is highly unusual, and none of them had experienced anything of the like before
headlights of greyling
In January of 2010, me and three of my friends went up to our friend Lisa's parent's cottage in Greyling, Michigan. We've been there several times before and love going out on the "two-track" trails that run behind the house and into the State Forest. When we arrived the first evening we decided, on a whim, to go out for a ride. There were three snowmobiles up there, and I had trailered in an additional one and a 4-wheel ATV.
I had just got a new job and I was making great money, so I decided to splurge on a $400, infrared (night-vision) goggle set. I, trying to show off to my friends, of course, decided that I didn't need my headlights and I would just use the goggles. I rode behind everyone for quite a few miles on my ATV with the goggles on but my eyes started to grow tired of looking at a small screen situated an inch away from my eyes. Additionally, it only had one lens and one display, so I had terrible depth perception.
When we rode out to what looks like a Christmas tree field out in the middle of the woods, we stopped, let our motors cool down, and relaxed for a few minutes. Everyone decided it was getting late (around three in the morning) and we were going to head back to the cottage. My friends on snowmobiles took off ahead of me, knowing that my ATV couldn't keep up with them. I wasn't too worried since I knew the trails as much as or better than they did.
I decided to try out the infrared goggles again so I could get used to the grainy, black and white image. When I got into the woods, the trees managed to halt most of the wind and I kept finding myself temporarily blinded by a large haze in front of me. It took me a good two or three minutes to realize that this was my breath getting caught in the infrared illuminator.
As I started to learn to exhale off to the side, I knew that I was going to be coming up to a sharp 90-degree turn ahead so I started slowing down, then I noticed that the turn ahead of me was much brighter than my surroundings. I assumed it was one of my friends who had turned around to make sure I hadn't crashed into a tree. I flipped the goggles up, slammed on the brake when I realized that I was driving around in absolute darkness with no headlights on, fumbled for the headlight switch and got my bearings again before skidding to a stop.
I thought to myself, Wow, these things are great. They can see light better than I can. After several seconds I hadn't seen anyone round the corner, so I shut my headlights off to see if there were any headlights coming down the trail. It was pitch-black. Out of curiosity, I flipped the headset on the goggles down and turned the switch on to see a bright light come screaming at me full-speed. It was about the size and shape of a single headlight and it was moving fast. I'll admit that I shrieked, pulled the goggles up and... nothing.
I turned around and couldn't see or hear anything behind me. I was genuinely confused. I figured it must have been a problem with the infrared goggles -- maybe the lens was starting to get iced over. I put them back on and everything was normal. No abnormal lights around the bend, nothing rocketing towards me at high speeds.
I assumed that I must have exhaled the moment I hit the switch, but it looked low to the ground and the display got intensely bright as it got closer to me. It also didn't explain why I noticed the light before it came around the turn.
To make matters more unusual, when I pulled up to the turn I looked around and noticed a elaborate wooden cross with a smaller, brass cross inside of it. On it were the words, "The Duke, 1970-(something) to 2000-(something)."
Did someone crash and kill themselves on that sharp turn, and did my goggles pick up their
werewolves of niles,ohio your true tales of werewolves
These two stories take place in the late 1980s in Niles, Ohio. The experiences did not happen to me but to my uncle and his best friend in those days. They both had very similar encounters with a werewolf type being. I know the stories are true because my uncle has told them to me many times and there have never been any inconsistencies. Also, my uncle has never been one to make up stories.
My uncle told me that he and his friend (a different person than his friend in the next story) were in a field near his house playing. They were both about 12 years old. In this field, there is a fairly thin line of trees just before you get to the railroad tracks. My uncle said it was dark out and he kicked a stump that was in the field. He got his foot caught in it as it caved in a bit from his kick. He said that as soon as he pulled his foot out, a strong breeze blew past instantly; he and his friend heard the sound of trampling of twigs and leaves coming from the trees.
When they looked over to the trees, a figure that seemed to have the same outline as a werewolf standing on two feet was running down the hill of trees towards them. They took off running to my uncle's house. He said that he couldn't see any features--just the outline of the creature because of the darkness.
This next story is the one that happened to my uncle's best friend. It occurred in the same town, a few years after my uncle had his encounter. My uncle's friend was in the woods on the opposite side of town walking around looking for something to do. He looked down through the thick trees and saw some dark figure slowly moving to one tree and hiding behind it, peeking out to look at him, then moving to another tree and doing the same thing.
When it seemed to notice that my uncle's friend was aware of its presence, it began to run toward him. My uncle's friend ran home and told my uncle the story the next day at school
haunted ernie doll
Dear readers, this story happened in March 2010. It takes place in Ellisville, Mississippi. I was alone in my house -- my dad and his wife had left for the evening. I decided to call my best friend and since it was warmer there than the rest of the house, I sat down in my dad and his wife's area of the house (we also live with my grandmother) while I was talking to my friend.
I was in the middle of a sentence when, from the very next room, I heard someone say, "I feel great!" I stopped talking so that I could hear if anyone was talking. The first thought that ran through my head was somebody is in my house -- and I'm the only one here.
A few seconds later, I heard it again. I started freaking out as I got up to search the house and my friend asked what was wrong; I just asked her to please stay on the phone with me. I walked into the room from which I kept hearing the talking and couldn't find anything that could possibly be making that kind of noise. But then I heard a snoring sound right behind me! I turned around and saw a "Sleep and Snore" Ernie doll sitting up in the corner of the room staring at me!
I ran out of that room and slammed their door shut and went into the main living room and even though the door was shut, I heard the doll go off by itself three more times!
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sceaming roadside hairy demon
To this day, I have no idea what happened to me on a particular night a few summers ago and I still question my sanity. I was not taking any drugs or drunk this night and my mom even witnessed the first half of it.
On a very humid August night, my mom and I were driving down a back country road. It was maybe 10 pm or so at the time and the road was deserted. We had just crested a hill and began driving down the other side when our headlights washed over what looked like a person walking down the center of the road.
"Stupid guy is going to get hit doing that," I remember my mother muttering. But as we neared, we saw what looked like a very small person... about the size of a child. My mom slowed the car. The person was limping away from us, its face the opposite direction. As we neared even more, we realized to our astonishment that it seemed to be completely covered in hair!
Of course at this point, my heart had begun to race and my curiousity piqued; I told my mom to move up next to the thing so we could get a good look. She moved the car and we were soon neck and neck with the little hairy creature. But what little we could see in the dark, its face was obscured. Although at this point, the creature was very much aware of our presence and let out a bone-chilling wail (one like no other I've ever heard in my life) and bolted across the road with that same limping gait -- running on two legs.
The incident terrified both my mom and I and we sped off back home. We discussed little of what we had witnessed and I jumped in the shower before heading to bed. I always feel unsettled while taking a shower (I suppose because there's a lot of shower scenes in horror movies) but that night I felt particularly so. I knew -- just knew -- something was going to happen. And when I made up my mind to cut the shower short and hop out, that's when it happened.
The same eerie wail I had heard only hours beforehand coming from that creature, seemed to sound and reverberate around the bathroom! It grew louder and louder until it seemed that's all there was in the world. That's the last thing I remember until I was in bed with my mom crying and shaking me. She said she and my father found me screaming uncontrollably and huddled on the bathroom floor, naked and terrified.
This is not a made-up story, it really did happen and definitely not something I will ever forget. I am aware of strange beings in this world and demonic spirits that can possess one's soul, but I never in a million years thought it would ever happen to me.
dead men do steal meat
The story I am going to tell you took place in October of 2005 in Greece on the island Zakynthos. I was gone away from home for a walk and as I was walking I was sure that I saw a man, missing an arm, walking in the woods--but then he just disappeared. I had not told my mom.
That same night before I came back home, someone had robbed our house and the strange thing was that he had taken only meat that we had in our house. The next morning my mom and I went to the police and told an officer what happened. After that he sent a team tosearch for fingerprints.
After one day he called us to the police station and said that they have found some fingerprints but that we wouldn't believe the result -- the man who had done it was dead since eight years! He had died in a car accident close to our house because he had lost his arm and died from bleeding out.
After several days passed, I was walking with a friend of mine in the woods again and we again saw that man with no arm and he just looked at us and continued walking in the woods. After that we left and the next morning we called the police and they said that they'd found a big grave in the woods hidden by the trees and five people dead inside that had gone missing, including the dead man that stole our meat. After that, I have never gone to the woods without my father and a gun
ghost shower
One day in June, 2010, I was sitting in our den in New Jersey watching television. The door to the den is to the left of the television on the same wall. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a short woman walk past the door, shoot me a glance, and head straight into the bathroom past the door. Assuming that it was my wife, I took little notice.
After a few minutes and not seeing her come out, I began to think that she was taking an awfully long time in there. While I was thinking this, my son, who was 11, came to the door of the den from the kitchen which is next to the bathroom. He asked me to come to him because he said that something strange was going on with the shower in the bathroom. I asked him, "Isn't your mother in there?" He said no.
I got up and while walking toward him, I asked him what was wrong with the shower. He said that he heard it go on and then go off again. We opened the door to the shower and sure enough, the shower floor was wet and there was water dripping from the shower head as if it had just been turned off.
The year before after returning from picking my wife's brother up at the airport, my wife told me to listen because it sounded like the water was running somewhere in the house. She said it started after I left to go to the airport. I listened and it sounded to me that water was running wide open through one of the pipes. I went into the basement and found no water there so I shut the main valve and went outside to look around the house. I could see at the tap at the rear of the house where the water had been running.
I turned the faucet and found it to be wide open. What is interesting is that the water had suddenly come on, the kids were in school, and there were no footprints in the snow in the area around the tap! We suspect her late grandmother with whom she was very close.
war scene vision
Bangladesh is a small South-East Asian country where I live. We got our liberation in 1971 and during that time many people were tortured. During the winter of 2007, toward the end of December I visited my Grandma's place. It was an old house built before the war took place and the soldiers killed many Hindu people and buried them in the backyard and also threw some of the bodies in the river in front of my Grandma's house.
One night I woke up around 2 a.m. and went to the bathroom. After I came out I couldn't fall asleep. I put on a shawl and went to the veranda from where you could get a view of both the river and backyard. It was all foggy and I could hear a very old record playing a classical Bengali song -- it really freaked me out.
I looked around and started to sweat. Someone made a fire in the backyard and I could see four beautiful girls dressed all colorful in classical dancers' attire. They were dancing around the fire. I couldn't believe my eyes and I completely froze. They danced with such grace and poise and a man dressed in the attire of a Pakistani army official stood with a whip slashing the ground every now and then.
After a while I could hear some other voices with the records. I looked around scared to death. By the river bank stood two women and two men in a single row. One of the men's eyes were being taken out. The women were forced to open their saris and become nude in front of the officers. They were all screaming and crying and begging for help. I didn't know what to do. Just stood there....
After a while, the noise sounded so loud that I couldn't tolerate it. My legs were frozen and I walked like a robot and went to my room. As soon as I was inside all the noise was gone. The silence was sinister. I took out the Jai-Namaz (prayer mat) and started praying and crying, then I fell asleep on it. Around 5 a.m. I woke up to find myself on the mat and then went to bed and never mentioned it to anybody thinking they would just blow it away telling me that I was lying.
disappearing elevator lady
In around February of 2010, my wife took my son from New Jersey to his orthodontist in Pennsylvania. His office is located on the second floor in a large two-story professional building. There is a lobby in the building with two entries, each on opposite sides of the building, and a single elevator at the midpoint.
As my wife and son entered and headed toward the elevator, they saw a woman enter from the opposite side also heading for the elevator. The woman got to the elevator first, pressed the button to open the doors and entered. The doors closed just as my wife and son arrived and my son immediately pressed the button.
The doors opened and to their understandable astonishment, there appeared to be no one in the elevator. They rode the elevator to the second floor while my son wondered how she could have possibly escaped through the roof hatch so quickly. My son later described her to me as having straight, shoulder-length blond hair, wearing a long coat, and carrying a handbag. My wife and son are both observant and honest and I don't doubt their story.
interstate girl
This story is one that still puzzles me even to this day; it happened in March of 2005 or so in the countryside of Nashville, Tennesee. My mother and sister and I had all gone to the mall one evening. We hadn't gone shopping together in a while and I was off work that night. It was about 10:30 at night and the moon was out so it was not black outside. We could see easily, and especially well of course, with the car's headlights on the road in front of us.
We were in a country area of Nashville, TN on a stretch of unfinished interstate called 840. It was always deserted because the road wasn't finished yet (and still isn't.) It was quiet and the road was empty as usual that night. No other cars around at all in either side of the interstate.
My sister and mom and I were joking about something that had happened at the mall when I saw this shape that resembled a white dog on the side of the road, where the highway meets the gravel and grass. (Keep in mind I saw this in a matter of seconds as we were driving about 65 mph on this interstate.)
We all three saw it at the same time, and I realized as we got close then passed it that it had actually looked like a woman bent over on the side of the road with her head down between her shoulders. I could even make out her clothes, which were light pastel colored, and her light brown pontytail.
We passed her in just seconds, but she never looked up, never moved. She had been completely still, didn't even flinch. Our car was going fast -- with a car that fast speeding past you, wouldn't you look up or react or something?
I just remember something about the whole image scared me. My mom and sister both said, "Was that a girl?" My sister said, "What's wrong with her? Was she ok? Should we go back?" I remember leaning over the passenger seat and saying, "No! Please don't go back. Something about that seemed wrong, Mom."
My mother was intent on going back. She felt that if someone was hurt or in danger that we should go back and see if we could help. We fought and argued about it the whole way. I was terrified that my family was about to get us killed for some reason. My instinct was that whatever we'd seen was NOT human, or normal in any way.
We turned around on one of the grass medians and went back. Once back on our side of the interstate again, we retraced our route and passed the same spot where we'd seen this girl. No one was there. There was no sign of anything. I felt chills go down my spine. My mom and sister both agreed that we had NOT imagined it. Mom still thought it had been a real person who might have been injured. She called the police and they scoured the entire stretch of 840 interstate and never found anyone.
I had trouble sleeping that night, and I've never seen that image again. I personally feel that it was something paranormal.
the waiting phantom of high wycombe
My first real paranormal encounter took place about four years ago, in 2006. Up until then, I was pretty skeptical about the paranormal, no matter how much I wanted to believe in it. But the chilling encounter I had completely changed my entire perspective about the paranormal. I am convinced that I saw a ghost.
This experience took place in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, at about 10 p.m. on a Saturday night. I was at a party in a venue near the town centre, and it turned out to be a pretty average and boring event. To cut to the chase, when I went outside for a cigarette, I saw something shocking--something I was not expecting to see at all.
Outside the building, there was a small park area -- not really much more than a square patch of grass with a few trees -- with a path and a bench cutting through it. After a few people had passed by and the place was empty, under the streetlight, I saw the vision of a man appear standing by the bench and bin.
I began to feel cold and frightened. The mysterious figure appeared from what seemed to be thin air and looked grey and opaque instead of solid like a human. This man also looked to be dressed in alarmingly old-fashioned clothes: a bowler hat, and drab grey suit with a waistcoat (1940s/50s attire?) and he was smoking a pipe!
I could also see now that this man had a small terrier in tow. He looked around sixty and had a large, bulging gut. He seemed to be quite a solitary, sad man despite the presence of his companion dog; by the way he stood and waited expectantly, I figured he was probably waiting for someone to arrive.
The next thing I did was try to walk across the grass toward him. I didn't feel particularly threatened but nonetheless apprehensive and slightly scared. I reached a certain point and the figure would vanish as quickly as it had appeared. I ran back inside, with a mortified look on my face. I told everyone that I had just seen a ghost. Nobody seemed to believe me so I rushed everyone outside so they could see it too. But to no avail, as the ghost did not reappear.
Until the next time I went outside, that is, to make sure I had not fooled myself. Sure enough, he was there again with his dog. He was standing in exactly the same place waiting for somebody to arrive. This time the phantom did not even notice me.
red eye and comma-shaped orbs
Baltimore, Maryland. March, 2007
I've had various experience with ghosts and other entities during my lifetime of 50+ years. I have inherited this "gift/curse" (depending how you look at things) from my mom's side of the family.
One of the most unusual event occurred one night in March 2007. I awoke to see what I can only describe as a set of red-like eyes, rather dismembered, moving across the top of my bed above my head. It then disappeared suddenly.
Then, I saw a black comma-shaped orb racing across the ceiling followed by a white comma-shaped orb. The white orb seemed to be chasing the black one and they both exited the room at the corner that went to the outside of the house.
I was pretty unnerved by what I saw and just remembered feeling like my home was being protected by the white orb who made the black one leave. I don't know what the red eyes could be, but I sensed they were watching me.
The next morning, I went upstairs and stopped in the kitchen to speak with my elderly mother. She immediately related to me what happened to her that last night. She saw this "little red eyed thing" about 1 foot tall, sitting on her bed. It then started walking up onto her body and she tried to get rid of it but it wouldn't go until she called out for my deceased father's help.
Next thing she saw was a white light racing after the "little red-eyed creature" until it few out of her room. I immediately knew then to where it had flown. The only comfort we have regarding the red-eyed (I'm going to say, "evil") being is that I feel like it knows not to mess with my dad's spirit.
more kilowatt men
I'd like to submit a corrosponding story to "The Kilowatt Man." This isn't my story but my daughter's. Although I didn't see what she saw, I can vouch for the authenticity of what happened that night. This happened while we were living in England. We were stationed ay RAF Croughton from 1995 to 2002 while I was serving in the US Air Force (I retired in 2005.)
In 1995, our children were 8, 4, and 2 years old. The story happened to my 4 year old daughter. Around 2am, a peaceful night's sleep was shattered by the sounds of slamming doors and our 4-year-old's terrified screams. Startled, my husband and I scrambled from our bed and ran into the hallway to see what was going on.
Our 8-year-old daughter and 2-year-old son were coming out of their rooms looking dazed and confused. Our 4 year old daughter was nowhere to be found. We went to her room and her door was closed. This was very unusual because at that time all of the children slept with their doors open. Quickly, we opened her door and saw that she wasn't in her room.
Our oldest daughter said her door had slammed shut and that's what woke her up (along with the 4-year-old's screaming.) We searched our oldest daughter's room and found our 4-year-old curled into a fetal position under our older daughter's desk. After much talking and calming her down, we found out what had happened.
She said she had awakened because she needed to use the bathroom. When she walked into the hallway, she saw two human figures coming up the stairs. One was red and one was green. When I asked if they were glowing; she said no, that they were like electricity. In fact, from that time on she called them the "Electric People."
She said she watched them come up the stairs and as they reached the hallway, her bedroom door slammed shut behind her. She started screaming and ran for our oldest daughter's room (which was furthest from the stairs.) She said when she got to the doorway, that door slammed shut right in front of her.
She said she grabbed the door handle, and "...turned it REAL hard." The door opened, and she ran into her sister's room slamming the door shut behind her. In her panicked state, she dived under the desk screaming. She said she thought she should be quiet, so they couldn't locate her.
We've talked about this over the years and her story hasn't changed. She always describes them as, "glowing and sparking like electricity." She says they walked in jerking movements and their arms jerked up and down, but stayed up like they were going to grab her.
Now my daughter is 19 years old and she's still so terrified of what she saw that she wouldn't write this story down. That house in England had many unusual happenings and in fact, upon reflection, we can definitely say it was haunted. However, this was the only time anyone saw anything at all like this. For months afterwards my daughter wouldn't sleep in her room and to this day she still won't sleep without a night light.
weird creature at the fence
This happened only a few weeks ago in a town about an hour from mine. I was visiting a friend of mine. Now, my friend lives in the not-so-nice part of the city where there's a lot of crime. The reason I explain all this is because it makes this particular incident all the more strange.
It was around 4 p.m. and still light out when my friend decided to let the dog out. I went outside with them and waited as my friend's dog, a German shepherd named Annakin, did his business. My friend and I were standing on the back deck, and Annakin was down in the tiny backyard in the grass. Each house had a very small backyard and was closed off by high wooden fences. There was a narrow alley between each fence at the very backs of the yards that bordered the backs of the houses across from us.
As we waited there, we heard loud panting coming from the little alleyway. It was easy to discern that the panting was coming from a rather large creature. Annakin lifted his head and perked his ears in alarm. The creature suddenly raced through the alley way, making the entire fence-line shake, and we could hear the loud, heavy panting the whole way down the road.
We caught a quick glimpse of it as it passed a break in the fence. All we saw, though, was an enormous, gray, furry blur. And Annakin had leapt up onto the deck in what seemed like fright and cowered behind our legs. My friend and I both said, "What the hell was that?!"
Of course, my first instinct was it was a dog, but what kind of big dog would make all the fences on the block shake like an earthquake hit? And that panting noise was so loud and odd-sounding... almost as if a human was pretending to be a dog and pant. Why would such a large creature be in the middle of the ghetto? And why was Annakin, a fearless German shepherd, seemingly terrified of it? Weird!
haunted guest room
My house has always been a little weird. I live in Buffalo, New York with my parents. I had moved out when I turned 20, but since the recession had to move back in recently. They had used my room as storage when I left, and everything seems strange now. They took down my posters, collages and pictures. They put silk flowers everywhere and painted the room light blue. It's like sleeping in a guest room.
But that's not the only thing that's uncomfortable. There just seems to be a dark presence in that part of the house. Also, the other day as I was investigating the bookshelf in my room, I found my old spell book from when I was dabbling in Wicca back in my early teens. I thought for sure my parents (being highly religious) would've gotten rid of that the moment I left to be on my own. It's bizarre that it's still there.
Now like I said before, the house has always been sort of weird. It has its fair share of oddities: like the door that leads into the garage never stays shut. It'll creak open by itself when you're sitting on the couch near it watching TV and scare the living crap out of you! Even if you lock it, it'll find its way to swing open on its own.
The walls creak from time to time... no not the floor, the walls. I don't know what's in them that makes them do this, but it's pretty creepy when you're trying to sleep at night and the wall near your head will suddenly make a tapping sound.
Weird things have happened over the years. I don't know if I can chock it up to my house being actually "haunted" or not. Perhaps you can decide for yourself.
Once when I was younger, I was woken out of a sound sleep and lay there, confused as to what had woken me up. Then out of nowhere, I started getting an eerie feeling... as if something else was in the room with me. The feeling escalated into sheer terror. I lay there, frozen with fear, scarcely breathing when a deep, dark voice erupted from the closet, "Yes I am here."
Somehow I knew it was going to say that and I shrieked loudly on impulse. My dad rushed in, did the normal routine: checked the closet (empty of course) and telling me it was just a dream. It wasn't, though.
Onward to present day. These next two incidences happened just yesterday: It's important for me to note that the guest room door and my bedroom door are side by side, yet the guest room door is at an angle, so when I was walk out of my room, I can see directly into the guest room. My mom always keeps the guest room door closed, so I was surprised to see the guest room door wide open. I was even more surprised by the fact that it looked like someone completely ransacked the room! The bed covers were ripped off the bed and in a heap on the floor. The curtains and curtain rods were thrown haphazardly across the bed. The night-stand was tipped over, the lamp on its side, the lampshade lay upside-down next to it.
Appalled, I ran downstairs and asked my parents what happened to the room. My mom's face drained of color and said that she hadn't been in the room. My dad denied being in there, too. I went upstairs to show them and as I stepped onto the top landing, the guest room door was SHUT! I hadn't closed it when I left and I remarked about it, but that wasn't the biggest shocker. As we enetered the room, it was completely back in order! The bedsheets were neatly tucked into the bed. The curtains were set properly on the windows. The night stand was where it should be with the lamp and lampshade sitting on top. It looked as it always should look.
My parents were slightly miffed. My mom glared at me and said, "That was NOT FUNNY!" My dad grinned slightly, patted me on the back and said, "Nice try, sweetheart, but aren't you a little old to be making up these jokes?" I tried to protest and was honestly near tears, but they weren't having it. I'm still pretty confused and am starting to question my sanity in that aspect. Although the second incident confirms that perhaps I'm not so crazy after all.
Later that same night, I had stayed up to watch a scary movie. My parents had long been in bed by the time I shut the TV off and came upstairs myself. I went to the bathroom and did my nightly routine in there. Then as I was walking out into the hallway to go to my room, I saw a swift movement out of the corner of my eye, and the next thing I know, something slammed me hard in the back and I went crashing into the guest room door (which was closed.) Angrily, I spun around to confront my attacker and NOBODY WAS THERE!
The commotion had awoken my parents and I told them what happened and this time. Real tears began sliding down my face. I honestly think they believed me this time and we spent a few hours afterward, reading the Bible and praying hard. I felt like a small child as I asked if I could sleep in their room for the night, but they didn't turn me down, thank God, because I think I would've slept outside if I needed to -- anywhere to be away from that section of the house!
All day today, my mom and I have been in my room reading the Bible. We are on a "break" right now, but I am going to continue with it tonight. If any further incidences happen, I will
angelic advice
I had just ended my very abusive second marriage, sold my house, and -- with my pride in my pocket and tail between my legs -- moved me and my three children back home with my mother.
I had gone back to school and there was no way I could afford it, single parenting and my own household. My mother's house, the house I grew up in, was either haunted or on some sort of portal, vortex or highly energized area. I had a lifetime of bizarre occurences; it was the kind of house where I always felt I was being watched, but this experience was different.
One night, as I lay in bed, relaxing before sleep, I clearly heard a voice. I'm really sensitive, and can "see/hear" with my mind; not this -- this was out loud, as clear as another person talking.
She said, "LISTEN...I can't show myself to you, because I don't want to scare you, but you need to pay attention to what I have to say. Life is going to start to get really hard for you and you have to stay focused on your goals, and on what you want...." Wow. She was right.
My mother became ill with an autoimmune disease, which left her bedridden. I had three small children to care for, now her as well 'round the clock, a job, and my school load. Also, some of my siblings were unkind and resented me moving back home, and my ex was a total jerk.
When I felt like quitting, just giving up, I just remembered what that voice told me and kept my goals in focus. In fact, that episode of my life was probably the hardest time of my life. Thank you, whoever you were...because I would have quit
hellhole creature
Please believe me when I tell you this story, as it frightens me so dearly. In 2004, when I was 23 years old, my Auntie Maud and Uncle Michael asked me if I could mind their house and children, Viki and Ebony, while they went to a party ten miles from here. They would probably be away for the whole night but I agreed. The house is divided into two separate parts. One section for themselves and the children and the other for their maid. They told me that they have given the maid the last three days off.
As I watched them drive off, I went inside to check on the children, who were fast asleep in their bunk beds. The two sections of the house are divided off by a small forest. I looked over at the maid's house and saw the weirdest sight ever.
As I watched the house, all of the lights suddenly came on and flickered repeatedly; as I stared in awe, a dark figure (spikes on its large back and about eight feet tall) passed the window. I was scared out of my wits.
My auntie and uncle said that I was the only one around here for miles. The creature stopped and slowly turned toward me. The two houses are only around 30 meters away from each other... enough to see the horrible face which showed red glowing eyes and a mouth -- opened up to an endless black hole.
I screamed and felt its anger in the air. It then jumped through the window and disappeared into the small forest. I was terrified. I quickly called my family and had them pick me and the kids up. I called the police and had them search the entire forest and house.
Then came the discovery the next day. I hadn't gotten much sleep, but I heard the phone ring and picked it up straightaway. It was the police; they said they discovered a hole that went so deep into the ground -- too deep to see into -- and guess what? It was heading straight in the direction of my own house.
Everyone moved away, my uncle and auntie to the other side of Arizona, and me, into Australia, Perth.
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