OK, so about 12 years ago my gf had a very traumatic experience where her S/O at the time nearly killed her. He was a horrible horrible person. It left her pretty scarred for quite a while until recently when he ended up commiting murder and was sentenced to 25 years.

Anyway; for some reason I was thinking about this night. We were asleep and she woke up and started shaking me violently. I woke up and she whispers "he's here" i of course freaked out and was like wtf!? Who!? And she replied with "the dark one" i was thinking maybe she meant her abuser and I was a bit sketched out. Or maybe his demons or whatever the heck he had going on.

She was in this weird trance/daze like state and kept saying he's over there. I tried to get her to just lay back down and sleep whatever it was off. She got up and started walking around and then replies with "I'll just want a cigarette" so we went out and she started wandering. I followed her and kept my hand tight on hers. It was a cloudy and foggy night (it was around 3am) we walked for about 45 mins. I was able to eventually lead her back into the house. And then she laid down. One of the scariest things I've ever heard was next. She stared at me, almost looking through me for a second and I sat up looking at her. I asked her what was wrong (a few times) she then looked slightly to the left at me, her eyes widened a bit and she pointed. She said "he's right behind you now. The dark one is behind you"

I'm telling you, I was terrified. My skin felt like it was crawling. The room was so silent. It was so silent that your ears could have been ringing. I had.chills as she said this. I had just sat there for awhile and then eventually said "what" and she said "he wants you" i freaked and told her she needed to sleep. She ended up laying down and eventually fell asleep.

I didn't sleep that night. It was scary!! The next day she asked me where her pack of cigarettes went. I told her that she smoked them and she had.no idea what I meant. I told her some of the things that happened but she said she only remembers a dream where she was walking with some.dark soul. I honestly had.no idea what to say. It was an odd experience. I never knew if this was paranormal, or maybe a traumatic past experience.

Growing up for 24 years straight I have not experienced one paranormal encounter. That was until 2 months ago where out of the nowhere, random handprints will keep appearing on the windshields of my car that’s not mine or anyone that’s been in my car. I will wipe and clean it but the next day, a new one that 100% wasn’t there before would pop up but in a different size. The size was never consistent. Sometimes it was handprints, sometimes it was like someone left scribbled fingerprints on my windshield. The prints were always from the inside, not the outside but I always make sure my car is locked and i also park my car inside the garage.

Here are more unexplainable encounters

Three weeks ago, I was at the parked at the park with my mum just the two of us in the car at 11pm. There was no one there but us. She stayed on the phone speaking with her friends whilst I slept. An hour goes by, as I got up ready to reverse my car and leave, I realise the back windshield was all foggy and someone left scribbled fingerprints on the left side of the back windshield from the INSIDE it seems as if someone was playing with the foggy window. I drove home immediately. I later told my mum about it and she said “no wonder why when I was talking on my phone, I thought I saw a figure walk past our car so I quickly got up but there was no one” Chills.

A week ago, as I drove into the driveway, randomly the hazard lights turned on by itself. My hand was nowhere near that red button for it to just magically turn on by itself.

Tonight I parked my car at the nearest chemist to buy some Band-Aid’s, as I got back into my car, left hand resting on the passenger seat, right hand on the steering wheel, magically the windscreen wipers turned on by itself. There is no other explanation for what might could have been strong enough to pull that control stalk down that’s not the driver (me) pulling it for the wipers to turn on. Eerily, when I pulled the control stalk up to turn it off it confirmed to me that something really did pull it down for the wipers to activate.

I could have said the hazard lights might’ve just been something wrong with my car that I needed to get fixed but wipers situation makes me think it’s something more paranormal.

What I’m wondering is is why are all these weird encounters keep happening to me when these unexplainable things has NEVER happened before. This is truly so random and abnormaland I wish it would just go away.

If anyone can debunk this and say I’m probably just reaching/ thinking too much, or if you also think this sounds like something paranormal, I would like to hear your thoughts.

Okay so I don’t know if I’m going crazy but every once and a while it feels like I’m being touched, on my butt, thigh (like its being carressed) poking on my back, etc. I’ve searched it up saying it could be tactile hallucinations, but I want to know if there’s more to it than that.

I want to preface this by says that I don’t know anyone who was involved in or effected by 9/11 and the attacks. This is my first time really learning about it and understanding the devastation that it caused.

I recently visited NYC with a large group from my school, and one of the things we did on our trip was visit the 9/11 memorial. Going into it, we were told that we were most Likely going to react in some way, and it was going to be different than what we thought our reactions were going to be. Considering that I don’t know anyone who was involved or affected by 9/11, whether directly or indirectly, I didn’t think I would react as strongly as I did.

As we were walking to the entrance I felt completely fine, and was talking and engaging in the conversations around me. As I started going down the escalator down to the wooden floor, I started to feel off, and as soon as I stepped foot on the wood, I felt nauseous, disoriented, and sick. Standing still felt like I was standing on a boat, rocking up and down. When I walked I would stumble and I had a bit of trouble being able to find my balance. I didn’t even make it to the very bottom before I had to lean against the wall and take some beep breaths.

As I went around the memorial it kept getting worse, but there were a few places where it was so bad I felt like I was going to pass out. Some of those places where I felt the worst was at the support beams and where the towers stood, and in the exhibit with the drawings of the Childerens effected by the event.

At first I thought maybe I was hungry or dehydrated, but after a while I noticed the drinking water and chewing gum/ sucking on candy assent helping, and I got the feeling that I needed to get out of there and back upstairs. It seems I was right, considering that as soon as I got on the escalator going up, I felt better, and as soon as I was fully out of gym he memorial, I would breath and walk better, and the nausea was completely gone. It felt like a fever dream. I thought that I had like made it up or something but later when I was getting my medication from the school nurse on the trip, I described what I felt and she told me that several other students felt the same way.

Later during the trip we went to the MET and in the armor and instrument section I felt the same way, but less intense. This is the first time I’ve ever felt something like this before and considering I only felt it in places where historical thing happened and where people may have died or experienced pain makes me think that maybe it has something to do with that.

I don’t particularly believe in the paranormal and stuff like that, but considering this experience I’ve started to think that maybe some of it is real. I’ve also been considering that it may be a reaction to the pollution in NYC, considering I come from somewhere a lot less populated and that has less pollution.

TLDR: Went to the 9/11 memorial and felt nauseous an disoriented, as soon as I left I felt better. Same thing happened the the MET in several sections.

What do you think this could mean/be? Not really a question ig, more of just wanting to share and see if anyone else has experienced things like this

( this is my first time posting on Reddit so I’m not really sure how everything works just yet lol)

Hey everyone. Hope you’re all doing well. I had the strangest experience of my life about a month ago. I’m just wondering if anyone has ever experienced something similar or knows what this could have been.

For context, I had really gotten into learning about UAPs/Aliens after the latest congressional hearing. I was absorbing content like crazy, and started meditating and trying to communicate with my thoughts. Sounds crazy. I know. I am not saying this experience is related to Aliens. I have no clue.

I did meditation most nights before bed for awhile. Then something happened to me about a month ago that really freaked me out. I pulled back from everything. Meditating and even taking in content. I was honestly freaked out. I realized I had no idea what I was doing/ trying to engage with.

So on that night I was doing meditation, trying to communicate, and fell asleep. I am downstairs on a couch with the lights on. I wake up and floating like six feet off the ground in front of me is a DENSE/DARK black smoke outline of what I can only describe as something that looked like a large iguana. It didn’t seem like an alive animal though. It looked almost like a large drawing of an iguana/lizard. The smoke was also only the outline of the iguana.

It just floated there, and I stared at it for a couple of seconds. Then the black smoke slowly started to dissipate, and then the whole thing completely vanished in an instance.

I know this sounds crazy. I don’t blame anyone for not believing me. At all.

All I can say is I was definitely not asleep. I was not dreaming. The room was well lit.

I keep finding myself thinking about this. If anyone has any insight it would be greatly appreciated.

Ever since I was a kid, I was always paranoid about almost everything- I always felt like I wasn't alone or that I was being watched, regular objects and things felt emotionally heavy to me, before I even knew what the concept of a ghost was, I felt like there were strange things attached to the places I was in. My grandmother lives in a fairly nice home, it doesn't have much history besides the fact that my grandfather committed suicide while they lived there before I was born. I wasn't told how he died as a kid, but the place creeped me out. I didn't sleep in the guest bedroom because there were photos of my grandfather inside, and poems of his at the end of the basement stairs. My grandmother's dog would often get anxious facing a wall or cry in the closet- it honestly scared everyone. He stopped going down the hallway and just kind of cried in random areas of the house‐ somehow behind closed doors? The house just put me on edge or made me sad, I would lie awake just looking around unable to sleep- I always had terrible dreams where I would die or have to hide, and the frequent setting of the dream was my grandmas house— except, if I ever had a good dream I was IN my grandmas house... I don't think it's a ghost or necessarily anything paranormal, but has anyone just felt like a place is really off like that?

Hi all! I frequent lots of antique markets and oddities shops though I’m usually pretty selective on what items I purchase and bring back home (both out of respect and a healthy fear of the supernatural). I recently purchased a “mystery box” from a local oddities shop which contained some neat small items but also contained about a dozen old photos of individuals, their families and their households. I feel very uneasy about keeping something as intimate and personal as peoples’ old photographs, especially not knowing who those people are. I honestly felt quite unsettled even looking through them and worried about stirring something up. The whole concept of purchasing old photographs of random strangers because “ooo spooky! Vintage dead people” really rubs me the wrong way personally, and it generally just feels icky to look through photo albums uninvited, vintage or not.

Anyway, I wanted to see if anyone has any thoughts on how to respectfully and safely rehome these photographs. I was thinking about just handing them off to another antique shop like “here ya go” but I don’t think these items should be resold. Throwing them out or burning them also feels disrespectful.

Would love to hear your suggestions!

Specifically those described in Christian traditions.

Hey ik how it probs sounds but...

I was working out in my room and suddenly i could very faintly hear something banging from behind a plate covering an unused light fixture asking to be let out

it was kinda high up and there isn't really anything above it...if you unscrew the light fixture theres a box with some capped wires in case you want to add another light fixture in the middle of my room

and there was just some faint clanging and banging from behind it and very faintly someone asking to be let out

and it was like i could feel parts of their hands moving on the other side

was wack

I was like "no I cant" and a sad face appeared in my mind

also the other day I thought i heard this wet cough and... genuinely not the first time I thought there was something down the shower drain but i felt like something got stuck there

before it was entities in the clocks and some other surfaces but it was just observing and nothing more usually

(I quit coffee a couple weeks ago except for having coffee like 2 days ago and feeling more connected to everything)

Are these signs of haunting?

So, I used to live in a houses I swear was possessed or haunted. Why? Well this is why.

I am sure the spirit/ghost was in my room, mostly because it seemed to follow me, I based this off the fact that every time a light would go out without a reason, I would be in the room, never without me.

The light in that specific room would completely turn off, and not just, out because its broken, no, the switch of the light actually went down as well. So i had to turn it up again to light the lamp.

But this didn't just only happened in the living room, but also my own room, when the lights went out for a moment and turned itself on again.

Surely this isn't much and may have been a "power outage" even though this wasn't the case. Why? Well because if that was the case the fire doors would slam shut, because they need power. And I was in the same block as those. But that didn't happened. Same for the other times. We only got one time a actual power outage. The others were all short moments of one specific room without light. Especially when I talked about it with a care taker and then it also went out, I turned it on again and said: I swear if it's gets off again.

Guess what happened. It went off. But after that not anymore.

I mostly think it was haunted, but also because people got nightmares there all of sudden and heard knocking. I know this sound all extreme. I myself suspect the knocking was just the water. But beside that, the lights and fact actually someone died in my room does make it feel like it was haunted.

Extra: Is it possible? I wasn't the only one who experienced it at that place and the energy/vibe was truly heavy there.

The following account is derived directly from a video interview, lasting approximately 46 minutes, with a man who asserts that the extraordinary and disturbing events detailed are entirely true and happened to him personally. The text you are about to read is an English translation of his narrative from that original interview.  

In 2017, a man found himself trapped in a crumbling marriage. His wife withdrew to her mother’s home, leaving him isolated and desperate. One night, consumed by loneliness and frustration, he remembered seeing a video online titled How to Summon a Jinn for Intimacy. The ritual seemed simple: write ancient symbols on his hands, burn specific Oudh incense, and recite incantations under the stars. He followed every step, half-doubting it would work, perhaps expecting only a strange dream.

Instead, hours later, three sharp blows struck his neck as he slept. Jolting awake, he saw her—Ramisaa, a jinn with pitch-black eyes that swallowed the light, long hair like ink, and a form he found both stunningly beautiful and terrifying. She spoke in a clear voice: “I am yours. I came only for intimacy.” She later introduced herself as the daughter of a powerful jinn entity. Their initial encounters were vivid and surreal, unlike anything the man had known, leaving him shaken.

The video instructions had specified that after the intimacy, he must dismiss the jinn by reciting 'Ashtat' three times and saying nothing else, ensuring she would depart. However, in his shock and confusion following the encounter, he failed to follow this crucial step. Instead of reciting the dismissal phrase, he spoke directly to her, expressing his fear or asking who she was. She simply replied, “I am yours,” and vanished. He realized too late his mistake in not performing the dismissal ritual as instructed. This failure, he believed, was why she did not truly leave. Ramisaa returned the very next day, and it was then she revealed her price: Divorce your wife. Cut ties with everyone. Obey me, and I will grant you immense wealth.

When the man refused these demands, especially the divorce and abandoning his life, the torment began. She primarily attacked him in vivid, disturbing dreams, forcing intimate encounters that left him feeling violated upon waking. Simultaneously, she instilled in him a paralyzing fear of water, preventing him from cleansing himself properly for long periods. His intimate life with humans effectively ended. Friends met misfortune; Elias, a close companion, perished abruptly after Ramisaa had made veiled threats against those close to the man, deepening his guilt. Neighbors crossed the street to avoid him, whispering of curses. He took to constantly wearing headphones, not just for music, but to avoid conversation, fearing Ramisaa's retaliation against him or others if he engaged too freely. Ramisaa invaded his waking thoughts and dreams, demanding he burn specific incense weekly, avoid crowds, and even consider forbidden acts he vehemently resisted, clinging desperately to his dwindling faith.

By 2021, the man’s life had unraveled completely. His marriage had ended in divorce back in 2019, shortly after Ramisaa's initial demands intensified following his refusals. He spent his savings on more rituals found online, hoping desperately to gain control or appease her, borrowing money to buy expensive Oudh and talismans, only seeming to deepen her hold. His spiritual collapse, combined with the constant fear, led to a severe mental breakdown that left him briefly homeless until a relative stepped in. Antidepressants dulled his mind but not the terror. Ramisaa threatened his son, mother, and brother, warning: “Disobey, and I’ll destroy them.”

Desperate, the man sought two spiritual healers, but both failed. One admitted, “This is beyond us.” Every time he tried to seek help, Ramisaa appeared, furious: “Contact him, and I’ll ruin you.” She reminded him that he possessed qualities that drew her kind to him, claiming him until death, her past predictions often unnervingly accurate, cementing his fear.

Today, the man sleeps with lights on, jumping at shadows. He avoids his rooftop, the place where he first performed the ritual and later burned incense for Ramisaa. He pleads for help, his voice trembling, glancing nervously around as if feeling her presence even then. "She is near," he whispers. His final warning echoes: “Do not walk this path. It’s a prison of your own making.”

This is an event that I will never forget. There is absolutely NO way I could have mistaken this.

Lets get into it,.. Me and my sister were living in a townhouse together at this time. This was about 3-4 years ago. We lived in a small suburban town where everyone knew everyone. My town is filled with forests and cornfields. So when it was night time, it was eerie.

Here is what happened:
It was a Friday evening, and my sister and I were fighting over the phone about something miniscule. We both work together as well, so you can imagine how heated our arguments can get spending that much time together. During the work day we are going at it over text and it has gotten to a bad point where we may need to separate ourselves. As the clock hits 5pm, she leaves the office first. We are still texting and fighting over the phone to point where I was almost in full blown rage.

I take a breather, pack my things, and head off back to the townhouse. I was contemplating going over to my parents house who live close by, but at that time I needed to cool down and be by myself. As I am driving, I am completely dreading seeing her there and having to go through yet another argument. I get to the townhouse, I take a deep breath, and I walk towards the front door preparing myself for another useless argument. I walk in and head to the kitchen, and thankfully she was upstairs in her room. Her room is located right above the kitchen and I can hear clear as day a conversation she is having on the phone. Who was she talking about? You guessed. ME!

She is calling me every name in the book, talking down on m character, and say down right EVIL things.. At his point I chose to call my mom to calm me down and tell her about the volatile situation we are having. I needed to talk to her about it in hopes that this argument can be DONE. As I am talking to my mom, I hear her notice I am home and then she directly starts SCREAMING at me to "Get the F out you b!tch," "You stupid nasty wh0re." I was taken back at the disgusting things she was saying. She has a very distinct voice that was just piercing through the walls.

I snapped. I started screaming back. We are yelling through the ceiling and my mom is hearing me scream with rage over the phone. She is hearing me go back and forth with her.

My mom yells at me to stop... So I do. The next words she said is what put me into a terror. She quietly and slowly tells me, "Your sister is right next to me, she is with me right now at the house. Who are you yelling at?"

And that is when I learned about mimic spirits. An evil spirit was mimicking my sister to enrage and feed off the energy. Pray up and be aware.

I often times smell a smoke smell when nothing is burning. I also randomly hear a pitch tone in my right ear. These do not happen at the same time? Any ideas? I very much believe in paranormal, spirituality and all things in between.

My wife does Tarot readings professionally. She has a degree in reading the cards. She is going to be doing online readings for a low rate for the rest of the month. If your interested send me a message.

Years ago, I was in my early twenties and living with my grandmother since my grandfather died, so she would not be alone. One particular night, I woke up in the night and saw a female figure standing, looking over my dresser. Obviously, it was just me and my grandmother at the house, or so I thought. I asked what they were looking for and they answered everything is good and to go back to sleep.

Next morning, I asked my grandmother what she was looking for and she said she wasn’t in my room. I must be dreaming.

Fast forward years later, I was sitting talking with my aunt who talked about when my cousins were small and at the house. I never told her about the woman I saw that night , and she began to describe the “woman” I saw as looking over my cousins who were infants at the time.

Every hair on my body stood up, and as a grown adult, I nearly jumped off the couch and wanted to run.

I thought I was crazy all those years, but when she described in detail about the “spirit” it really freaked me out.

Grandma’s house always had a feeling that I did not like staying in it alone. While there may have a good spirit, came a darker feeling when it came to the basement.

She passed away years ago, and the inside has been totally renovated. It has changed hands a few times since, and I wonder if the spirits that lay writhing may have had something to do with that. I look at pictures from realtor sites, seeing what changes have been made, but still feel connected and drawn to the house, sensing there is spirits waiting inside for me to return.

This is my first ever post on Reddit and I'm excited to share this experience because it happened to us recently. I'm going to make this post as vague as possible since I'd like to protect our anonymity, the owner and exact location of the BNB. I'm not a 100% believer nor a complete sceptic. I'd like to say I'm 50/50 about this sort of stuff. If I can't find a rational explanation, I'd consider it as paranormal.

The owner lives with her husband on this massive property and they have a small house just at the back of their property. We rented this lovely house just behind the owner's home for two nights. It's a two-storey L-shaped house that was recently built, or so we thought. The first floor is an open space area where the kitchen, dining area, toilet and living space are located. The second floor is where the two rooms and the bathroom are located. On our first night, I went to the bathroom to take a shower when I heard someone cough from the kitchen downstairs. It was so loud that it sounded like someone was in the kitchen. It was just myself and my hubby but he was already in bed in one of the rooms. I went downstairs to have a look, wondering if the husband of the owner was just outside the property or if he managed to get inside the house. When I got down, I checked if someone was there but nobody was. I checked the doors and windows, but nothing. I checked if the door was open but it was locked. It was also impossible to rationalise that it was from someone walking past the property on the road since the house is located further away from the road. I just brushed it off as my hubby coughing in the room and I thought the sound was coming from downstairs. On our final night, my husband was sitting in the kitchen and I was about to use the toilet located just under the stairs when I heard a heavy set of footsteps going up near the top of the stairs. I heard the wooden steps and the floor on the landing creak. I immediately turned to look at my husband to see if he heard it but he was still busy on his phone. I brushed it off again as me hearing stuff and exhaustion from a long day. The next day when we were packing up, I went downstairs to read the instructions on how to check out when I read that the property, including the house we were renting, was built in 1900 and it was just recently renovated. I was surprised and it dawned on me that maybe I did experience something paranormal. A residual haunting, perhaps? I didn't mention anything to my husband until we got home. He got quiet and told me that on our last night when we were already sleeping, he woke up and went downstairs to get a drink of water when he suddenly felt a bit off. He didn't see or hear anything but he felt strange and creeped out. He said the sensation was like someone was there in the kitchen with him looking at him.

Now, I'm not saying it's really paranormal, there could've been a logical explanation to everything that we experienced, but we couldn't think of anything else.

Hello all. I never post here but I have been going through older threads on this topic for a while and wanted to ask for more people's experiences. I grew up in a culture that believes in things like the evil eye, cursing people with a lock of their hair, and so on, so I was wondering if any of you have more direct experiences with these things or know someone who has. Please share.

Hi !! Over the past 6 years, in my field of work, I have noticed a strong correlation between people that have suicidal thoughts/engage in self injury and say they hear their names being called and see shadows. They don’t have histories of any other types of hallucinations. No other symptoms or Hx. of symptoms that support psychosis, a dx. like schizophrenia, or a medical dx. that would explain. I am in no way, shape, or form endorsing that there may not be a medical or psychiatric reason necessarily. Just curious because it seems odd to me that the symptomology is so similar with people reporting those 2 exact things. Full disclosure what led me here is a case where this what happened and the family said they have seen strange things in the home like things moving on their own.

Hey everyone,
A few years ago, an older family member of mine went on one of her regular hikes. The trail she takes runs through a fairly remote area on the side of a mountain, with no buildings nearby and very few people ever around. One of the places along the path is an old cave with a long history, stretching all the way back to the Stone Age, Ice Age, and Viking times. I’ve been there myself – it’s definitely an interesting area.

She took some photos and later posted a few of them on Facebook (as older people tend to do). Everything seemed normal at first, but then people started commenting on one of the photos, asking who she was walking with, but she insisted that she had been completely alone.

She looked at the photo again, and that’s when she noticed it – a figure in the distance. There was no one else out there that she noticed, and she hadn’t seen or heard anything unusual. She was honestly really shaken by it. She’s not someone who believes in the paranormal, and definitely not someone who would ever fake a photo – she has absolutely no interest in that kind of thing, and to be honest, she’s far too old and inexperienced with technology to know how to photoshop something like that even if she wanted to.

If you don’t immediately see what I’m referring to, check the second image – it’s a little clearer there.

I’ve posted this on Reddit before, but never got a solid explanation. Still, the photo has stuck with me for years. I think about it now and then because it still really puzzles me. Would love to hear what others think – whether there’s a rational explanation, or not.

In the dreams I had last night I was in a supermarket shopping. Then a girl about 16-20 age range came up to me and started to attack me. She robbed me of my items I had gotten and was laughing about it. As she was running away I tried to catch up to her but she had a cat who came around the corner and started to attack me to keep me from stopping her.

In the next dream I had gone to the shop again to get something else since I had gone the previous without food from the robbery. The girl again appeared with her cat and robbed me. I went outside the shop and met up with my bf and told him what had happened.

The next dream me and bf were together walking to the same store for a third attempt, but his ex told him that he shouldn’t go inside that shop, that they had to go home and their wasn’t time (his ex lives with his family irl). He was worried I would get robbed and go a third day without food but he had decided to leave with his ex to go back home and I went into the shop alone. This time it was the cat and a second cat that hadn’t appeared the other times. Both started to attack me and I called out to him, he came by to the door and saw me being attacked by the cats but then again left because he was unable to enter. The girl appeared again and the eyes on the two cats started to glow green. They started to whisper “bruja, bruja, bruja” almost in a chant over and over again and the girl started laughing as I was covered in scratches and the store filling with dark mist. While the chants were going on I kept hearing the word “jinn, jinn, jinn” over and over again.

It was a wild few dreams. What do you guys think? Also, I am haunted by an active poltergeist that multiple friends and coworkers have witnessed including my bf.

TL;DR: I had a series of intense, connected dreams where a young woman repeatedly robbed me at a supermarket, each time with the help of an aggressive cat (and later two). Despite trying to get food, I kept getting attacked. On the third attempt, my boyfriend left with his ex, leaving me to face the cats and the girl alone. The cats’ eyes glowed green, chanting “bruja” and “jinn,” as the store filled with dark mist and I was overwhelmed. I’m wondering what it might mean—especially since I believe you’re haunted by a poltergeist others have witnessed too.

This happened about 11 years ago. My dad was going through his final day's so we had him at home per his wishes. He was in a hospital bed set up in our front room with baby monitors set up so we could hear him.

My wife and my self were up on the 2nd floor, and heard some movement coming through the monitor as I got to the stairs I looked out the window that looked over the back yard, and witnessed a very big shadowy mass. I say it like that because I could see through it. As I stood staring at it I called my wife over to see if she could see it, she did.

We watched as it raised its head and could see red eyes staring at us. We both felt cold chills before it moved towards the house. I flew down the stairs, there was nothing I checked everywhere.

A few days later I was in the car with my little brother, heading to the store as we went around the house, on the back porch was the mass again this time outside the door. By the time we pulled back into the driveway it was gone. It was the next day my dad died. The last experience we had in that house after Dad died and we moving, was the baby monitors, we had them unplugged but clearly head my dad yelling for us to help. I was half way down the stairs when I remembered he wasn't gonna be there.

There are too many situations that I cannot find a rational and logical explanation.

This post has been brought about by a recurring experience at the same location, my storage unit place. It used to be an old wool mill and knowing how dangerous those places could be, it would be no surprise if there were fatal accidents there.

I was just there 20 minutes ago as I type this, and I could hear very distinct footsteps nearby. I was in the corridor outside my own unit, I was hearing them in the next row or two of units over. Very distinct and there was someone or SOMETHING on the move as the footsteps would traveling in one direction perpendicular to my location. So I went to investigate and there was nothing. More footsteps could be heard elsewhere, again nothing. I made sure that there was no other vehicles indicating another person, and I am confident that I was the only person physically on site at the time. There is no security patrols and staff aren't onsite outside office hours. The thing is, this isn't the first, second, or third time this has happened either. I'm tempted to go in and ask the staff what they know.

Around 2008-2009 I was working for a security company and we monitored a university campus. The guys in the control room overlooking the cameras would occasionally spot things in certain buildings. Things that cannot be explained, were often investigated immediately and always came up empty. I was involved in one of those instances. I was doing an after hours check on one of the older buildings, making sure doors were locked and the building was secure. The guy in the control room asked me to go and check out a specific area because he spotted someone inside walking down a hallway and disappeared out of sight. According to the access logs, there shouldn't be ANYONE in there. I go inside, down to where the person was spotted, checked EVERY single room down the dead end hallway and found nobody, with all windows secured. When I relayed that information the guy in the control room started freaking out. He played it back while I was still there. There is a 38 second gap from when the person goes out of shot to when I appear in shot on the same camera. Naturally I start freaking out too so I bolt out of there really fast. I unfortunately wasn't able to see the the recording, university was really strict on who could access CCTV footage. I do know that I wasn't the first or last person to have a similar experience in that particular building. Control room staff would see dark shadows move across wide open spaces on multiple cameras, figures in lecture theatres, locked doors randomly swinging open, the list goes on.

In 2019 and 2020, I lived in a 6 bedroom house with other people. During that time it was common to hear people walking about in the bedrooms and hallway directly above my head. Despite the fact that I knew with 100% certainty that I was the only person home at the time. It was often happening at around the same time every day, approximately 3-4pm. It had been heard at other times too, but I would often hear it between 3-4pm. The first week I had moved in, there was one evening where myself and my flatmates genuinely thought someone has broken in and was walking around our kitchen. The house had squeaky and noisy hardwood floors so it's almost impossible to move around silently. The kitchen was empty, lights were off, and the external doors were locked, and all windows were closed and secured. We all just accepted that there was some weird shit going on and lived with it.

This incidrnt happened some years ago, I believe it was 2014, and I don't know why it still bothers me Avery now and then. Maybe for the fact that I haven't got any understanding of what happened, how, or why. If there is anyone who has experienced anything similar to this, please feel free to share. Well , like I stated ,in 2014, my boyfriend purchased this huge mobile home , which had coming handy being the fact that we had been kind of homeless at the time. Our beautiful daughter had been three at the time, and we were grateful for our new home. The mobile home consisted of a small kitchen ,and dining area, which opened u into a bed which was behind the driver seat, then there was another bed towards the back, where there was also a small bathroom, and sink and even a small shower.. this is the bed that we slept in all together....well one day my boyfriend's cousin , P was visiting us from our of town and he'd decided to send the night with us...we offered him the pull it bed near the front.He loved the ladies I invited my girlfriend " T" over to meet him and they hit off! We had some drinks and we all decided to go to bed around 7 am.My girlfriend " T " decided to sleep with P in the pull out bed up front.She had to be at work around ten am, so they both fell asleep quickly. My boyfriend and our daughter were already fast asleep too, so the only one left awake was me, but I wasn't quite ready to turn in just yet. I left to go up the street quickly to grab some cigarettes from the corner store that was just a block away . When I returned everyone was still knocked out so I quickly smoked my cigarette, and then quietly crawled into bed with my daughter and boyfriend. Now this is where it gets weird.. I must've woke up around eleven or twelve and I couldn't believe that I was in the pull out bed up in the front with " P"! Wtf! P was a pretty big guy and he looked just as confused as I did. How the hell did I end up in the bed with him,also I was on the other side of him near the window, nestled down in the covers?? My boy friend gave me a sly look, butt he knows that is not the way I get down...I don't understand what happened I KNOW that I got in the bed with my family, why would I get in the bed with my friend and her date??? It wouldn't happen? I've never sleptwalk in my life either, in broad day light? Didn't go to the restroom, and sleepily crawled into the wrong bed either, so later in I called my girlfriend T who was at work. I asked her where was I at when she left for work around nineish, and she said that I wAs in the bed with my family, so whatever happened had to occur between the time she left and when I woke up around eleven something, but what?? I still have no ezxplanations. And it still creeps me out to this day, thoughts??

So last night me and my fiance went to a restaurant for a date night and while we were there she had a strange moment. When I asked her a question, her eyes rolled all the way to the back of her head and she made a very weird twitch with her hand. When I asked her what the hell was that she acted confused and asked "what?" And I asked what she just did and she said "what, me shrugging?" This was giving me a very bad feeling so I grabbed her hands and noticed the three rings on her left hand were gone and when I asked her where they went she just looked down and said "huh, I don't know" and that's not normal because last time she lost her engagement ring she had me going up and down a dirt road where we rode bikes earlier for 3 hours just to find it and it ended up being in my car. I would love to hear everyone's opinions on this because I'm honestly scared of her rn.

People that work here has said the location is haunted, so we went to visit to see if we could see or hear anything.

One of my friends that is a strong sceptic for these things had made a pentagram in the gravel and was seated in the middle of it when these pictures was taken.

The two first pictures was taken back to back, meanwhile the last one is the first one with the brightness turned up.

Its very likely that the camera is just struggling with the dark, but wanted to share to see other peoples thoughts.