40 Hilarious Moments When People Mistook Something For Being Paranormal, As Shared By The Bored Panda Community
How many times have you freaked out because of a weird sound or a dark silhouette "watching" you? I am pretty sure that we've all had these moments when we thought that our presence was being "honored" by a ghost or an alien, which then turned out to be just a pile of clothes recklessly laying on a chair.
So I asked the Bored Panda community to share their stories of a moment when they thought they heard or saw something that they mistook for being paranormal. The responses are hilarious and might make you laugh! Do share your "creepiest" moments with us as well!
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One time, at my in-laws' house, my husband's mom was saying how recently she had been hearing this low moaning sound every once in a while coming from somewhere in the living room. We stayed over for a while and sure enough, we too heard this odd sound coming from somewhere in the living room. We couldn’t place the sound but it was definitely eerie. Naturally, the conversation about the house being haunted started, but we decided it was probably something more realistic. This went on for a few days until one day she called us laughing uncontrollably. We asked what was so funny and she said the grandkids had come over for a visit, and the youngest, Charlie, wanted to play with his farm book. Now, this book was one of those interactive books where you press the animal and it makes a sound. He had left it in the toy box in the corner of the living room. He pulled it out and pressed the various animals only to discover most of them didn’t work, he pressed the cow and this low moaning sound came from the book. The batteries were so low from it being jammed in the toy box and being pushed up against another toy, it would go off occasionally, draining its battery. This farm book cow was the culprit for making the ghostly sounds! We laughed over it for years.
This happened to me when my kids were young. I kept hearing this creepy angry fighting sound in our game room and couldn't figure out what it was. Finally, one night I tracked it to our mess of a closet where the kids would just shove all their toys when I made them clean up. Turned out the batteries were low in their Rock'em Sock'em robots, so they kept occasionally yelling and boxing each other. I was both relieved and laughing hysterically.
I had a Furby in the closet that hadn't been touched for years. It would just start blabbering nonsense in the middle of the night every now and then. Scared my wife half to death! My son also had a toy that would randomly go off in his toy box on it's own.
I would also describe myself as a furby in the closet that hadn't been touched for years.
Load More Replies...My kids had one of those talking Leapfrog books. One of the buttons must have been sticky, because it started occasionally shouting "Nine!" from their bedroom. The first time it happened, I was home alone, it scared the c**p out of me. I thought I had a German ghost. "Nein!"
This is so funny! We had a situation a few years ago, out on our deck, we could hear a siren a bit in the distance. Our next door neighbours were away, and my husband walked around their house and back yard, but no sign of anything untoward (we thought maybe it was their house alarm). We could still hear this alarm, and thought perhaps it was the house that was about an acre behind us, and my plan at that point was to call 911. Can't tell you how close I was to calling ... had the phone in my hand! I pushed aside a bin of our grandkids' toys to make my way into the house ... and the noise stopped. Took the top off the bin, and there was a police car that our youngest grandson always played with. It had gotten pushed up against some other toys and the siren played constantly ... worn the batteries down to the point that it sounded a yard or so away. Very convincing alarm sound ...
Looked after my brothers kids for a couple of days whilst him and his wife went on a weekend away and after the kids had been packed off to bed, I kept hearing strange noises from either the kitchen or a cupboard in the lounge .... spooked me a bit on the first night. The second day, the kids had a screaming argument - full on tantrum stuff. Later that night I heard muffled screaming from the lounge cupboard ... on investigation, it was a bloody Furby (remember those ?) that had supernaturally long lasting batteries ....... Bastard.
On the '90's my parents were watching the shining late at night. They went into the closed in garage to smoke and my step dad's old battery powered trains that were in their original box went off. He had not touched them in years! Still gives my moms the shivers when she thinks about it.
We had some fisher price toot toot cars and they'd go off randomly at all times of the night.
Have you ever heard a fox at night in the woods? They make ungodly noises. Also, I didn't secure my food properly and raccoons invaded my campsite. I huddled in my tent, not sleeping, convinced the Blair Witch was going to take me. I was 34.
We have loads of foxes living very near us (south east England). They're very happy to sit in the street at 3am 'calling' for a mate. First few times I heard them, I thought someone was being murdered and nearly called 999. I'd have looked like a complete wally :'D
I bet police is actually used to getting such calls and you'd have looked like a totally normal person trying to do a good thing cause OMFG they 100% sound like a woman screaming for her dear life!
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Load More Replies...Omg yes! I live in a state park. My house in deep in the woods. Can't see anything at night at all. I was sitting on the porch at midnight reading all of a sudden I hear two screams. They were at opposite ends of the woods I've never heard that in my life. Thought it was a witch that moved quickly. Lmao. Then of course reality set in but for a minute I was terrified it went on all night too.
Lol, I had a similar experience while camping alone. Heard rustling outside my tent, then my tent started shaking. I gathered all my courage and burst through the tent door, flashlight in hand to be used as a weapon, only to find... Four baby raccoons using my tent as a jungle gym. Cutest little witches ever.
You think that’s bad? (It is btw) but have you ever heard a frog screaming ? One got stuck in our overflow drain - I’ve never heard anything like it in my life 🙉
We have some frogs here in New York that sound like a baby crying. It's pretty freaky
Load More Replies...In New Zealand where I live, we have possums, and they make creepy sounds too. They sound almost like a demon with asthma.
Female foxes calling for a mate are thought to be where the banshee myth came from
I live in south east England too and we always have foxes in our garden. Four nights ago, we had a fox that was the size of a Labrador and that's no exaggeration. I'd never seen one that big before! I also saw a badger for the first time, wobbling along. That was very cool!
I would love to see a badger sometime- I grew up watching The Animals of Farthing Wood, but we don't have any of them in Australia :) My mum's new place has wombats that we have seen a couple of times now though.
Load More Replies...We live in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by only olivetrees and nature... The first time we heard it, we were in awe <3 When they have cubs, that sounds also lovely ;) We we lucky enough to encounter one of the foxes a few weeks ago, it looked ever so beautyful!
I was 16 and my mom worked the night shift. We lived in a small cottage deep in the woods, with no neighbors. Watching TV when I suddenly saw a book dislodge from the shelf and fall. Like Ghostbusters. Another one did the same thing. Too terrified to move, wondering if the police would believe me if I called. Finally mustered enough courage to actually walk to the shelf and have a closer look, as a third book was about to fall. The cat was behind the row of books, pushing one out with his butt every time he turned... He stared strangely at me as I almost fell to the floor, laughing hysterically.
Or testing gravity? Our cats feel the need to check if gravity still works on a daily basis.
Load More Replies...I woke up scared as hell when the piano started playing itself. I had not closed the cover and it was the new kitten exploring the piano it's first night there.
That's too cuteeee!! Aaaaaaaghhhh. My heart will explode from cuteness!!!!
Load More Replies...That has happened to me so many times..... Now I just sigh and either ask them what they knocked over and made a mess of this time, or go nope, I'll clean it up in the morning and go back to sleep.
If you have a cat, things falling off shelves are not mysterious, just annoying.
Just moved into the house. Slept in the main floor bedroom the first few nights so we could paint our room. I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. Didn't turn on the light because I "knew" where the bathroom was. All of a sudden, I'm in a pitch-black portal. I can feel the walls on either side but ahead, nothing. I called out my husband's name a couple times and asked, "Where am I? Help me." Hon, you walked into the cedar closet. Try door number two.
haha , and then Narnia goes " s**t , she didn't come through , we need Lucy back "
Slept walked into my closet woke up in the pitch black stood up wacked my head on shelf and proceeded to completely freak out because I couldn't find the door and honestly confused as to where I was at boyfriend heard me sobbing and pounding and let me out never felt so stupid in my life
Haha, I can relate! When we visited my grandparents when I was maybe 5, I opened the potato cellar door instead of the bathroom door and ended up in a pile of potatoes!
That happened to me once. I'm a ghost maniac and actually woke up my parents tearing around my house looking for a light switch and fell down the stairs. Hurt like heck but we all found it absolutley hilarious.
This legit made me laugh out loud. I can picture the husbands facepalm.
I did this once as a little kid sleeping in my brother's room. I thought I fell asleep in a different spot in the room so when I was trying to find the door in the dark, I actually got so lost I wound up crying until my brother woke up and turned his lamp on.
I was an Army brat and we always seemed to be in new places and traveling a lot. One night, I groggily remembered my dad carrying me into a bedroom that I got a glance of as he was bringing me in. When I woke up needing to pee, I thought about the room I had seen with the lights on and made my way to the door expecting to find a light switch there. I found a door frame and felt around. I found a switch but nothing happened when I pushed it up. I started to panic, but took a deep breath and tried to look around at what I could make out in the dark. I was surprised that there was a window on what I thought had been an interior wall. I was very confused, but started to get a sense of familiarity. I was in my own room! Dad carrying me into a strange room had been a dream, the door was my closet, and what I thought was a light switch was a push pin on my bulletin board.
I worked at a daycare in the early 2000s. Since I was in grad school, I’d open so I could go to my classes in the evening, which meant getting there at 5 to clean before the kids started arriving at 6.
So, one morning I got there, it was dark, I’m alone, I’m turning on every light I can find, and I hear the most terrifying sound I’ve ever heard coming from the toddler room. So, I locked myself in the office until some other people get there (my army of 6-year-olds!). Then I went to see what it was.
It was a Tickle Me Big Bird whose batteries had been ruined by going through the washing machine.
Anything about sounds is gonna get me. I absolutley hate eerie sounds
I thought I heard voices after I shut off the lights to sleep. I finally realized it was my sinuses wheezing but not moving so I could feel them.
Load More Replies...Back when I worked in childcare we found a talking Winne the Pooh in a storage cabinet whose batteries were screwed and whose voice box had also been gnawed up by rats. I tried turning it on and it made a noise like f*****g Satan. (The poor Pooh actually got a happy ending; I design and sew plush toys as a hobby and am quite good at it, so I was able to fix him up and found him a new owner. The voice box went in the garbage, though).
My daughter used to have one of those Taco Bell chihuahua stuffies that said "Yo quiero Taco Bell." Eventually, it got filthy so we put it through the washer and dryer. When it came out, it had a short "afro" hairstyle and its voice had sped up and climbed about an octave in pitch.
My army of six year olds! Dude , you could probably take over the world with that army.
So I was laying in my bed, half asleep, listening to Hamilton. Then all of the sudden, I felt something touch/move on my stomach. I had my hand on my stomach. And moved it. Turns out, it was just me being an idiot and literally forgetting where my hand was. I still dunno how I managed that. Freaked me the heck out.
Fun fact ; this sounds like a glitch in your "sixth sense". It's called Proprioception, the knowledge of where your body parts are in space relative to the rest of you.
I have a friend who woke up & saw an arm on the pillow next to him. Thinking an intruder had climbed into bed with him, he grabbed the hand and flung it as hard as he could. Of course it was his own arm - he'd lain on it wrong and it had gone numb, so he couldn't tell how it was positioned.
I once was asleep on my side, I wake up and feel a hand against my face. I was in a bunk bed, just below the ceiling, so it would be impossible for someone to climb over me without me noticing, so that must mean that it is not attached to a person. The hand was still warm so it must have been severed recently (it was the middle of the night, I just woke up, this seemed logic at the time). I grabbed the hand and followed it down the arm. Turned out to be mine 😂 Apparently I was asleep on top of my arm, so my arm feel asleep to the extent that I had no feeling in it left whatsoever. When I turned over I slowly got the feeling back in my arm and hand. Took me a long time to fall back asleep...
I live in an apartment building. Alone in my study, I had been listening to creepypastas on YouTube and it is 11:00 at night. I cranked open a window and lit a cigarette. Then I start hearing whispers coming from my closet. A clear, soft voice: "Don't!" I froze. The voice continued: "Don't! You hear me? Don't! Come here..." I got up. And then realized the voice belonged to the neighbor. He was in the parking lot, just underneath my window, scolding his dog. *facepalm*
I can't read or watch creepypasta even at noon. My strong imagination keep telling me that they're real and in my house. One time I watched Mandela Catalogue and I couldn't sleep for weeks lol
Load More Replies...What is creepy pasta? Is it evil mac and cheese?
They are realistic sounding internet horror stories. Like the Soviet sleep experiment .
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Two words. Coat hangers. I can't count how many times they looked like a person in the dark.
Aaaaarh my parents moved a coat hanger from my little siblings bedroom into mine because they said it was creepy, and it IS. So now I had to deal with this creepy coat thing that looked like a person. It’s out of my room now tho so it’s ok
I can remember this almost 50 years later... My well-intented mother left the upright vaccuum in my room after I went to sleep and draped a coat over the top. When I woke up in the middle of the night needing to use the bathroom, I was terrified to move afraid the "monster" in my room would notice me. I peed the bed.
I stayed the night at my friend's house one time as a kid and I got up to use the bathroom and I saw a shadow woman in the dark. I ran back into my friend's room scared and told her and she laughed apparently it was her mom's shop dummy.
Back in boarding school I went to some function in my suit and staggered back to the boarding house half drunk. When I woke up in the middle of the night I was scared shatless by this guy standing 3 feet from my bed. Turned out my good Samaritan roommate helped my took off my suit and hang it up on the outside of the wardrobe...
I was on a trip with my friend. She had invited me to go with her and her grandparents to watch her little cousin while the family was on vacation. Anyway, I end up sleeping in the kid's room. He had mirrored closet doors which are already creepy enough. In fact, I find them SO creepy that I opened the closet so there would only be one door. So I'm almost asleep when I distinctly hear a menacing laugh coming from the closet. I have a great imagination so I'm questioning the reality of the situation when I hear it again. This time it laughs and says, "Scared yet?" in a mocking tone. Now I'm quietly freaking the f**k out because the boogeyman (or IT) is in this kid's closet and I'm going to die. The thing laughs again and I'm like "YOLO" and fly to the light switch. I'm determined to get to the bottom of this because I am a huge skeptic, even if I still thought the boogeyman might turn out to be a bigger problem than I had anticipated, but I was gonna fight this thing if it was. There was no boogeyman in the closet, what I *did* find was a talking shark Hotwheels toy where you have to race the cars through the shark's mouth. It had settled in the toy pile and the switch had been triggered to make it talk. I was going to fight a toy car accessory. I went to bed and slept soundly.
Did you fight it? Who won? Maybe you died and that's why you slept so well?
This is actually a rare moment where Bored Panda have actually used user generated content. Only this was from a year ago. Seems they're getting desperate and recycling.
Load More Replies...We heard extremely loud banging, we thought from the door, about 3 o'clock in the morning. My boyfriend ran out naked with his knife. It was our rabbit banging on his cage. I never let him forget he pulled a knife on a bunny.
Your boyfriend should have a baby mask at his bedside so if there's an intruder, they are WAY less likely to try anything once they see a naked man wearing a baby mask and wielding knife while running toward them.
Load More Replies...Back in the dinosaur days we used to be able to scare ourselves silly at night without talking toys.
ooooooooh i actually collect hot wheels and i have that exact toy! its called sharkbite bay, i believe
A couple of years ago, I was up early to get to work. Driving through the empty town in the grey early morning light, I stopped at a traffic light. Ahead of me, there was something crossing the road, about a yard high. It had a big head, and small thin body, and seemed to be barely moving its legs as it almost glided across the pavement. My brain did a quick search and said 'nope', and I suddenly felt this shock of 'that's not something in the real world'. The light changed and I slowly drove towards it - turned out to be a mylar balloon that was mostly deflated, with ribbons hanging down from it, moving in the breeze. But for a minute there...
I think a lone balloon just floating there would still be very creepy.
And dangerous. I drove on motorway once and encountered large helium Happy Birthday balloon that had a string with weight, so the balloon was hanging at windshield height. It was reflecting light in a way I did not see it until last moment and it scared the sh@t out of me.
Load More Replies...That's the second mylar balloon incident, dont worry I dont like those things either
Had a friend freak out in the forest once, convinced he had seen "a ghost dog with cloud legs" in the bushes. We couldn't stop laughing. Never knew what it was he actually saw, but this is an interesting lead.
Could even be one of these: https://www.amazon.co.uk/GuassLee-Walking-Animal-Balloons-balloons/dp/B076HJHPV6/ref=asc_df_B076HJHPV6/?tag=googshopuk-21&linkCode=df0&hvadid=309947856172&hvpos=&hvnetw=g&hvrand=13493746140786220854&hvpone=&hvptwo=&hvqmt=&hvdev=m&hvdvcmdl=&hvlocint=&hvlocphy=1006891&hvtargid=pla-480358249874&psc=1
Load More Replies...I live on the first floor (ground floor) but it's still pretty high compared to the street. I could maybe see the top hat of a really tall person walking next to my window. But one day someone was staring in through my window, almost pressed against it. Almost gave me a heart attack until I realised it was a balloon.
I had it once while I was lay in bed on holiday , and I woke to find something crawling round my bed with a weird face , turned out to my kids helium sponge bob balloon balancing on its string just moving round the bed as I had opened the window slightly , I ended up untying it and let it loose and told the kids it escaped
Ok, I commuted into San Francisco and had been doing casual carpool for a while. It reallllly saves time and toll fees. Anywho, I pull in to pick up my passengers for the day and this lady gets in and starts screaming for me to turn the radio on, that we are being bombed. Yep...9/11. We listen in shock as we drive to the city, It is surreal... we see only a handfull of other cars on the road. The local radio stations are reporting that there are a few aircraft that are unaccounted for. We enter the Bay Bridge and are kind of freaked out as it would be a viable target. The lady starts freaking out saying she sees a plane coming right at us. My heart goes nuts, I swear its beating outside my chest...I look over to see my impending doom only to realize its a flock of pelicans flying in formation in the fog.
Another thing I had forgotten my mum was convinced was my deceased brother 'visiting' us- a helium balloon we either had in his hospital room or bought for his funeral, floating around the room, half deflated. I know grief can make you act strange, but it was literally the regular air making it move.
My daughter was convinced she heard a ghost. I heard it too. An eery almost melodic sound, barely audible. Discovered it was the next-door neighbor learning to play the flute.
My wife heard ghostly knocks late one night. Woke me up. I located where the noise was coming from because originally it sounded like it was in our bedroom. I informed my wife it was the neighbours headboard hitting the wall :o
I hear the neighbors next door and the ones upstairs from us. The fun part is that I'm good friends with the neighbors next door so I start texting encouragement to them when the headboard starts hitting our shared wall. When the headboard stops hitting the shared wall, the laughing starts
Load More Replies...I once practiced "London Bridge is Falling Down" on a penny whistle while Dad was composing some spooky music. The result sounded super eerie!
Some years ago my partner went to a conference on the other side of the world. My daughter was having a sleepover at my sister's so I was home alone. About 10.00pm I hear my daughter's ukelele being played in her room. When I eventually crept down to the room and peered around the corner I discovered one of the cats sitting on her bed plucking the ukelele strings while the other three cats sat in a semi-circle listening. It took years off my life.
Flute would have been preferable over the saxophone my neighbour was learning- and the yelling from her dad that she shouldn't be practicing at that time.
In 2002, I bought my first house. I’m a city boy and my house was in the country 1/4 miles from the nearest neighbor. Not long after moving in, one morning before sunrise, I swear I heard the faint voices of a man & woman talking in a normal tone from my backyard. I jumped out of bed & looked but there was nothing there. But I heard it again a few days later. It was a brand new house so I didn’t suspect that it was haunted by any previous owners. But it happened again & again over the next several months and I just didn’t worry about it anymore. What was it? I had a clock radio that was set to turn on the radio instead of the alarm at the appointed time & it was tuned to a religious station at a barely audible volume never loud enough to make out the words. Just preaching- no orchestral music or anything that would’ve given me a hint. Was glad to know I wasn’t losing my mind.
Oh, I got one like this, ok so one morning I snoozed my morning alarm, cut I couldn't fall back asleep with all the hustle and bustle in the house so a went ahead and got ready for school. Well I get home and I hear voices in my room, I was SUPER freaked out but I do into the room and check it out. It turns out to be my alarm playing the radio, but out was just people talking.
In the U.S. you can never assume a house won't be haunted. It's almost as if they put the entire country over an ancient Indian burial ground.
You realise people have lived in every country for thousands of years its not just the US
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One night, I was hanging out on my bed watching TV with my puppy and she all of a sudden gets up very alert and crawls timidly to the corner of my bed and just stares at the corner of my bedroom. It freaked me out! And then she slinks back to me and just kept watching and staring and staring at the corner of my room. A few hours later, this cute little lizard came crawling out from behind my bookcase. I returned it back outside. She must’ve smelled it.
My mum's dog bit the head off a blue tongue lizard not that long ago! One of the downsides to them moving onto a rural property :(
Load More Replies...When I was little, I went to reach for a stuffed animal that was on my bed, and it almost sudden got up and started walking towards me. Scared me silly. Turns out it was just the cat.
It's amazing how much noise those little lizards can make too. I was sitting on my porch when I heard a loud bang right next to my head it scared the c**p out of me but it turned out to be one of those little lizards had jumped on the screen..
Oy, I feel this... my cat was fixated on a wall in the apartment. he sat there for 2 hours just staring! when we went to bed, we moved him into the master bedroom that shares the wall he was fixated on. Yep, He was again fixated on this side of the wall. Finally he starts making these weird noises. I get up and go investigate. It would seem that a Jerusalem cricket had climbed up the inside of the wall from the ground floor to our second floor and was trying to climb in through the gap under the base board. if you don't know what they are, google them. Gah,,, we tried to remove it, but it escaped and we never did find the darn thing. I slept in the living room that night!
My sister's cat was about 15 years old and started just standing in front of walls, staring, for minutes at a time. We never worked out if he was going blind or just senile, but he died not that long after.
Actually, many people say their pets suddenly go on the alert and stare at a spot intently, as though they can see or sense something that can't see. I understand why this is included here.
Load More Replies...ANY TIME MY DOG JUST STARES AT A CORNER OR ANYTHING I TELL HER TO LAY DOWN AND STAWPPPPP
That’s just rude! She’s allowed to stare at things. Would you like for someone to tell you to stop looking at a corner if you were staring at a corner because you were just staring off into space or saw a cake there, I think not.
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I was once driving home from my night job and it was the proverbial dreary night. Foggy, and I had to drive through a swampy area that was reputed to be haunted anyway. This was a classically scary-looking place, deep south, Spanish moss, etc. But this shortcut took a good ten minutes off my drive. As I was going along, I noticed approaching me, two HUGE glowing yellow eyes about 18 inches from the ground, about 200 yards away. I slowed down, thinking to see that it was the reflection of my headlights on the fog, but to my bowel-loosening horror, the eyes sped up, as if now aware of my regard, they were coming in faster. I nailed it, with the intention that I would get past whatever it was, and get home! I don't mind telling you I was absolutely terrified! This THING was coming at me faster and faster, bobbing, but with intent! Every scary story I'd ever heard about all those spooky lights, I was about to have my own. Closer... And closer... The eyes... Kept... On... Coming... I came to the bridge just a bit before they did, just in time to see...the fog part. And then, a Volkswagen Beetle and its antique headlamps come into view. The reflections of the swamp had given the lie to where it was located and it looked closer than it was. But no lie, it almost scared me into having to buy new underwear that night!
Well told! I was creeped out while I was reading it even though I KNEW it wasn't going to be something scary! LOL!
That's about the only time beetle headlights will startle anything. They are like a pair of geriatric glowworms, especially if it is a very old beetle running on a dynamo and not an alternator. I feel guilty in my classic when I a car comes towards me and I am on full beams, as it takes a moment or two to locate the foot-operated dip switch, and wouldn't you know it, it always seems to be when I'm in the middle of a gear change - then I remember that they headlights aren't even bright enough to confuse a moth!
SCP 745: object designation: headlights. description: scp 745 is a group of nocturnal bipedal predators with glowing sacs in place of most of the upper head. they hunt in pairs and usually match their speed exactly to look like the headlights of an incoming car. if you didn't mention the Volkswagen part, i would've said you had an encounter with these and luckily made it out alive.
I had never heard of this and when I saw your comment, I looked it up and I must say,I am very glad I had never heard of these. I think I would have croaked from fear alone. The section of road in my story goes across the black river swamp near coats, NC, and has had a long history of spook lights, demons, ghosts and such that the teenagers were told by each other, I however was at the time a fairly level headed 38 year old mother of three. This was my favorite shortcut from Fuquay-Varina NC to my home near Angier. ( At the time). I usually enjoyed this trip home. ( I was a bartender as my second job then).
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I would swear our house was haunted because I could always hear scratching noises coming from the corner of the basement rec room at night. Sometimes it would get so loud.
I kept telling my dad we had ghosts, but he didn't believe me. He decided to get to the bottom of it and went outside to investigate. He came to the door laughing and said, "Come see your ghosts."
I went out and my dad had disconnected the downspout for the gutters which led to a drain pipe. Inside the pipe were about 20 frogs that apparently would work their way up and down the pipe at night so they could find something to eat. He relocated them to a nearby pond.
There was a story of a woman who heard a kitten mewing stuck in her wall so she called the fire department and they tore the wall apart and it turned out to be a tree frog.
No...but they were croaking with delight at not having to climb the pipe every day.
Load More Replies...I live in a basement apartment which has 2 windows with window wells. One night after I first moved here I heard a very distinct knock at one of the windows late at night. Of course I was certain I was about to be murdered or something. After I flipped on the outside lights I crept over to see what was going on. And there was a huge toad banging on my window. He was catching the bugs that were attracted to the lights inside. LOL! I guess he must have told all his friends and relatives, because now every night there are lots of frogs and toads chilling in the window wells. I even provide them little houses and pools of water - it's fun to watch them! My own natural terrariums that constantly change. I've had some of the same frogs come back for 2 years in a row. And yes, of course I name them. :)
What are some of the names? I like to name all the spiders around my house, but since I moved in with two arachnophobes who even spray daddy long legs, I haven't seen many. When I lived alone I had a nice huntsman who I named Boris.
Load More Replies...No..it turned out they'd made their way in there from the drain which led to the backyard. My father fixed the issue by putting mesh over the drain hose in the back.
Load More Replies...If I heard that, especially with that frequency, I would assume it was mice or possums or something. It would give me nightmares though- I have a huge fear of animals crawling across my face while I sleep!
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Our cupboards close with magnets. They make a loud *click* when they close and open. (Now, we've had a few unexplainable sounds from time to time, and some of the sounds I have traced to things that just don't make a noise without someone tapping them. And it's just me and my daughter in this small space.) Sometimes we'll be in the living room or in bed at night and hear the cupboards clicking.
Last night, after years of hearing this, I walk into the kitchen, along the shifty, squeaky floors and hear one of the cupboards. I've now realized our cupboards come off the magnets and close when someone's walking around close by. We live on the top floor apartment, and people who walk around below us shake our floors slightly.
I've had something like this similar, walking around noises in the hallway, but I'm not sure that it's not something walking around
I've never figured this one out about 14 years ago I was a sleep in my dream ether I or something was yelling wake up and at the very second I woke up a hat hanging on my wall fell off and hit me
Load More Replies...Never heard of someone walking below causing an issue like this. Above, yep. Below, hmmmm.
This one is from when my grandpa was young (the 1920s):
His sisters once became very scared hearing some eerie sounds in one of the bedrooms, like laments. One said it was a penitent soul for sure, who couldn't go to the Other Side. Later, they found out that a chicken had snuck in, hid under the bed, and was cooing because it couldn't get out.
oh poor chicken. i would gladly take it and care for it. im a bird person
I could imagine this happening in my grandad's childhood home- one of his brothers raised chickens to sell and they did find their way in to odd places at times.
It was way past midnight and I had just stopped working on my studies and threw a scrunched-up piece of paper in the bin, went to bed, and shut off the light.
I heard a soft rustle and a "plop" so I turned the light on to investigate. The scrunched-up paper lay beside the bin. So the bin was filled up high, I thought I missed the bin the first time.
I got up, threw the paper in the bin, and got back to sleeping, but again: rustle... rustle... plop.
With something of a "dafuq?" moment. I got up again and the scrunched-up paper lay beside the bin again. Now I was fearing I was hallucinating or having a strange form of deja-vu or something.
I got up again, threw the paper back into the bin, back to sleep and... rustle... rustle...
Now I really was frightened about what was happening and didn't wait for the "plop". Much more fearful, I got up a third time and investigated carefully.
A little scarab beetle was shoving my paper back up to the rim of the bin, surely wondering why this scrunched-up piece of paper was turning up again and again in his bin!
Best story of all!!! I once laid awake listening to a skeleton getting closer and closer to me. When I turned on the light it was a big beetle trying to climb a piece of paper. He kept sliding down and attempting anew.
This actually just happened last night. I woke up around midnight and quietly tip-toed to the fridge looking for a snack. I’m standing there trying to focus my eyes due to the dark room being lit up by the fridge light and suddenly catch movement out the side of my eye. I knew everyone else was asleep so as soon as I see this movement, I ball my fist and swing HARD! Only to realize I had just tried to assault my own shadow. Paranormal or paranoia 😂😂
I did this once, except my shadow actually didn't move. and then it disappeared. there was a constant light source coming from the microwave, and when it suddenly disappeared i heard footsteps, and then a door closing. I was home alone. I checked that room, and there was no one there. Either i was asleep or ghosts exist.
My sister and I each had a room in the basement when we were teenagers. Good old wood paneling walls. One night, I turned out the lights and saw Red Eyes looking at me from the closet. I freaked out and turned on my bedside lamp. I had a piggy bank that was yellow and red, sitting on a shelf in the closet and the crack in the wall between the wood paneling had a beam of light from the next room over, shining right on the red eyes of the piggy bank. I had to sleep with the closet door closed for a few years.
Closet or otherwise. Come on bored panda, give us the edit button already!
Load More Replies...My brother had a plastic skull with red eyes in his bedroom. At one point my sister shared a room with him, but separated by some cupboards. She was quite young and slept with a night light. My brother was on a bi-pap machine and had a carer stay overnight to monitor him. One was freaked out one night when she walked into the room and saw red glowing eyes- the nightlight lit up the skull perfectly :)
When I was little, I heard these really realistic door slams around the house and got paranoid that there was a ghost. But then, I noticed in the summer, the second the door “slammed", it began to get humid. So now, I’ve realized how stupid I was and that 'slam' was the AC turning off. 🤦🏻♀️
At bedtime my cousin as a toddler used to be afraid of the "Great Boing". Took ages for the grown-ups to realize he was talking about the grandfather clock keeping him from falling asleep with its ominous gong.
First time I stayed at my best friends place in high school I was startled by weird noises. They had a grandfather clock plus another 3 or 4 clocks with chimes, all set to slightly different time!
Load More Replies...If your ductwork is 'slamming' when the indoor blower turns on or off either your supply or return vent/filter are restricted causing either excess pressure or suction, flexing the sheet metal.
My new AC is much louder than my old one and makes some weird banging that was hard to get used to at first. I also got confused when I woke up one night and heard a low rumble- my sister was staying over and put a load of washing in the dryer overnight.
Happens to me all the time and I actually started dissing on Bob. (If you dont know who Bob is we tease theres a ghost in our house named Bob. Hes like a family imaginary friend)
Do aliens count as paranormal? Was asleep in my basement bedroom and woke to find a glowing red light about 3 feet off the ground slowly approaching me. I had plenty of time to wonder what the hell it was and finally came to the conclusion that it was an alien. Nothing else made sense. Eventually discovered that it was a partially-deflated mylar balloon reflecting my alarm clock light and being blown toward me by the heat vent.
I had just seen Signs with my two cousins and we decided to get some ice cream. I drove us to the shop at night and when I turned to get out of the car there was this....pale thing in the car next to me reaching out of the cracked window. I screamed like a small child and booked it into the ice cream shop. Come to find out it was a very pale kid, with blond hair and bug child eyes...maybe 6 sitting on it's siblings lap looking out the window but for that 45 seconds of time I was POSITIVE I was gonna be abducted.
London, 2008. Came home from a gig, went to bed, and genuinely thought I got haunted by a poltergeist as my bed started shaking with me in it. The timing of the whole predicament was so precise that as I sat up trying not to sh*t myself and compute what the hell was happening, the only thing I could think of was to recite a prayer that my grandmother taught me and hit the light, only for the bed to stop shaking right at that precise moment.
Panic, tears, parents who were peacefully asleep now wondering if their teenager was high as a kite…only to find out in the morning that the UK was hit by the biggest earthquake in nearly 25 years (5.2 magnitude) and the tremor reached London.
I didn’t even realize that earthquakes were a possibility in the UK and was fortunate enough to never experience one before, but damn, just the precise timing of the whole predicament made me think there was a portal to hell in my room 😅
When I lived in the San Francisco area, earthquakes were so common that when one would hit when I was at work, people would say "That one felt like a 4.5" (on the Richter dmdvale), and someone would argue "No, that had to be over 5.0, maybe a 5.5!", and then someone would check the news and see who was right.
Stopped getting out of bed for the next and the next and so on. From Iceland! Half the country didn't get a good night sleep for weeks , praying for the volcano to erupt to ease the quackes. Best volcano ever!
Load More Replies...I remember lying in bed in a village in Kent when there was an earthquake a couple of years earlier than this one. I remember thinking what the f**k is goi g on? My housemate came rushing in shouting "Did you feel that?". Later found out it had been an earthquake? The jokes afterwards were funny, pictures of wheelie-bins lying on their sides, with joke headlines saying, Huge damage across the South East, repair costs estimated to be in the tens of pounds!
It's a bloody weird sensation and feels nothing like that earthquake simulator in Natural History Museum! Gotta love the jokes and commentary though, there was a small one not so long ago and people were throwing comments along the lines of "I had a go at my partner because I thought he was letting out gas" :D
Load More Replies...I had a similar experience during what was probably the same earthquake. I was woken to the sound of the wardrobe doors rattling quite violently and it went on for quite a few seconds (which felt like minutes!). My wife had only recently died and I thought she had come back to haunt me! It took me quite some time to realise what it was, and I was very relieved when I turned on the news in the morning to find that we had had an earthquake.
True story, one time visiting Peru I was asleep in my hotel bed, dreaming that God yanked the blanket of the bed off of me, only to wake up and realize I was experiencing an earthquake. Funny how the mind can create an explanation! Especially since I am not religious at all!
LOL! I grew up in Hawaii, where earthquakes were (are?) quite common.They usually came at night, which I didn’t feel and slept through. One day when I was around 11, I was curled up on a chair reading a horror book, and the chair started rocking! I was convinced a monster was under the chair! I jumped off as far as I could, and of course, nothing there. Later I realized it must’ve been an earthquake.
Growing up in the San Francisco Bay Area, we always had a lead weight on a finishing line hanging from the ceiling, so we could tell if the shaking we felt was real or imagined.
This happened to me in Oklahoma! We definitely never had earthquakes before (thanks, fracking) so when my bed was shaking and my friends and I were joking the day before about our dorm being haunted. I swear I was so terrified until I got to my first class and everyone was talking about the earthquake that woke them up.
I was driving in a remote location to visit my parents. It was dark and I was alone so I was already a little creeped out. There were no streetlights and it was quite literally in the middle of nowhere. No one else around me.
I kept hearing this weird screeching sound from the back so I turned the music down and listened. The noise came again. I didn't want to look in the rearview mirror (I was afraid of seeing a ghost or something like in the movies).
Eventually, I turned the inside lights of the car on and looked back, and waited.
Turned out, I had accidentally turned on my rear window's wiper at some point and it was screeching on the dusty window.
The garage lights were off and I was sitting in my car finishing some work and I hear this gentle *screeeech* from behind me so I turned around to investigate and there was nothing there... 20 seconds later i hear it again, now im finished my work but don't want to get out of the car... every 20 seconds for about 3 minutes im wondering "what the hell, there's something scratching the back of my car" then i catch the windshield wiper in the act.
That's when I get triggered because technology hates me and I hate it back 😂
The house we rented the owner had just installed a mottled earth-toned linoleum floor in the kitchen. I was walking into the kitchen and saw a portion of the floor MOVE. I froze in place and screamed loud enough to wake the dead, my boyfriend (now my husband) comes tearing in thinking something horrible has or is about to happen, screeches to a stop, and upon not seeing anything, asks me what is wrong. I stutter out that the floor moved and point to where I'd seen it. He looks down and starts howling with laughter then asks if I want to jump up on a chair too. Turns out the "moving floor" was a little field mouse that had gotten into the house which was nearly perfectly camouflaged against the earth-tone mottled flooring. Poor field mouse was as frozen in place as I was - he caught it up in a box and we relocated it to a nearby field. Twenty plus years later and he still brings it up anytime I'm startled...I can't live down that I screamed bloody murder about a little field mouse.
We had a mouse in our office one time. Out of the corner of your eye I saw something move between two bookcases. A few other people saw it as well. The building called in pest control and they put down poison. A day later there was a scream as the one and only lady in the office found the mouse, toes up, in the middle of the floor of the ladies toilet. This is why I don't use poison to deal with mice.
Our floor moves too... because grandma shut the floor vent and the linoleum inflates like a giant balloon.
At the Girl Scout Camp I went to as a kid, you could stay in an old barn, creatively called "The Barn." One night, one of the other girls told us she was psychic and described all the ghosts she'd seen. All of a sudden she said, "There's something outside. Everyone quiet." There was a knock at the door and a couple girls screamed. Then we heard voices saying, "Let us in, the door is locked." It turned out that two girls had gone out to the bathroom without the rest of us noticing. They were locked out and just wanted in.
My (now ex) fiance and I were asleep after our son's first birthday. We awoke to these awful loud popping and banging noise. I looked at him and his face was full of terror... He said, "What the f**k?!" in the most scared way... It was pitch black. After fumbling for the light switch we saw what made the loud noises: A couple of the balloons from my son's party were caught up in our ceiling fan that was on. I haven't laughed as hard as I did that night since then.
As a kid, my neighbors loved to have flashing lights on at Christmas, and for the first few nights after they went on, I would freak out every time I woke up as the different strands threw shadows in weird places. I HATE flashing Christmas lights to this day!
Scared the h*ll out of myself in the shower, was rinsing my hair and felt something grab my butt. It was my long hair sticking to a cheek and it felt like a grab when I turned my head.
Another time, woke up out of a dead sleep because someone grabbed my stomach. It was my own hand that had just squeezed myself in my sleep.
I scared my best friend once. She was in the shower and I screamed. She came out of the bathroom with a towel and a baseball bat thinking there was an intruder only to find that I was pointing at a daddy long legs on the wall.
I'm the opposite. Something touches my back and I think it's my hair until I find out it's some sort of insect. I wasn't kung-fu fighting, but I WAS fast as lightning jumping up.
When I was about 12/13, I read The Lawnmower Man (a short Stephen King story). Shortly after, I kept hearing a muffled but still quite loud sound of a motor during the night and early hours. I was absolutely terrified, imagining The LM was after me and didn’t tell my parents for about a week as I didn’t want them to think I was going crazy. Turned out there was a massive wasps’ nest in the loft/roof, right over my bed. Dad had ‘fun’ dealing with that!
My boyfriend has this rack that hangs on the top of the bathroom door with towels on it. I had a friend over and he moved it to the bedroom door, so if my friend wanted to use the bathroom, he could fully close the door.
Fast forward to bedtime. I wake up in the middle of the night in darkness, completely forgetting the rack is on the door, as it's normally on the bathroom one. The door is half closed and I see this dark shape "peering" around the corner by the door, high up. I f*****g screamed, scaring both my boyfriend and the dog. He thought I was an idiot when I figured it out.
Don't blame you, mate. We had a good laugh about it after as well.
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When I was a kid - let's say around 12 - just started to watch horror and paranormal-type movies, read Stephen King books, etc.
There was a sound - barely audible voices - that I could hear in a room of the house - but I couldn't work out where from.
Given my age and the movies and books I was watching/reading - I, of course, jumped to a bunch of completely insane conclusions.
Eventually, I found out it was a small-ish (it was the '80s, so nothing was actually small) portable radio that had been left on and fallen down under something.
My mum and I were outside at night preparing to walk the dog when we heard a voice coming from the roof. Dad had left his radio up there while he was fixing the air conditioner. Again.
There is a beautiful, empty, old small church and cemetery near where I live. Coming home late one night, I rounded the corner to see the entire building filled with a dazzling light from the inside, rays pouring out of the windows in all directions. I slowed in front of it, quite certain the rapture was upon us. As I crept past the other side came into view…along with the large vehicle parked with it’s brights on shining into the church windows.
I once saw a plastic bag in the dark and thought it was a ghost because it was shaped weirdly!
This has happened to me too. It was stuck in some bushes that were behind some trees so I couldn't see it properly. I just saw a white thing wafting about. My brain automatically went with 'ghost' rather than 'mundane thing that's not a ghost'.
A few months ago I was fast asleep in bed and was woken up by what sounded like knocking on a little ‘door’ in my wardrobe that connects to the attic. “Knock knock knock… knock knock… knock knock” Scared the crap out of me and I couldn’t get to sleep for a while after that. I was terrified that it was ghosts or maybe someone was living in the attic and we didn’t know. Turns out it was just the wind shuffling the door panel in its frame
Ah, whenever I was home alone when I was 11, I would hear footsteps and the floor creaking on the upper floor. I didn’t live in an apartment, just a huge house, which had only me in it amongst the furniture. I would always arm myself with hangers, and try to find the source of the sound. It took me about 3 months of this before I asked my mom about it, it turned out to be the AC shaking the wooden tiles, and the water from the pipes would go occasionally. Now, imagine my shock when during those 3 months I was getting a snack from the fridge, and something fell over in the pantry 😅
I know that is hilarious...but hey if they were metal hangers they would hurt!!
Load More Replies...The eldritch moaning we reported in our hotel room turned out to be a faulty lift motor.
Like the hall ac unit in my apartment building, new construction but still sounded like something in the hallway when it was empty 😳
My brother kept hearing a strange scuttling noise in the loft but it turned out to be rats
When I wake up at night and hear rustling and clacking noises, it's always rats. I keep a cage of 'em next door to my bedroom.
I was a teenager, my whole family was on vacation and I stayed home. I went to sleep in my parents' room, with the window open (but it was safe, because it was like the 4th floor). Anyway, I went to bed quite late and started to hear from outside a sound of chains being dragged on the ground. It was an eerie sound, and everything seems more spooky when it's nighttime and you're alone. So I was convinced it was a man with evil intent. I thought to call someone but whom? My parents were miles and miles away, and calling a relative at 1am seemed a little too much. I was safe inside anyway. So i laid there, terrified, until I fell asleep. The next day I called my parents and told them and they told me I probably had a nightmare. But the next night I heard it again, and again. Every night I heard it, but since I always woke up not-murdered I thought "well, what can I do..." and that's it. But one day, when I was coming home I notice the neighbors' dog and it just clicked in my mind. The dog was chained to some sort of zipline so it was able to roam around the property but without the chance to run away, I guess. I knew there was a dog and I knew it was chained in that way but it never occurred to me that eerie sound could be addressed to that, because I couldn't hear it from my bedroom.
I had just moved to a village up in the Himalayas working with an organisation there. The accommodation they provided us was an old colonial bungalow which of course was supposed to be haunted! I was sharing a room with two others and one night I woke up with a loud noise and my whole bed shaking. Of course, my first and only thought was ghost! I looked over to the other two and they were peacefully sleeping so all the more convinced it was a ghost. Covered my head with the blanket and closed my eyes. Next morning my mum calls me panicky saying she read reports of an earthquake in my part of the world! They were tremors that my roommates slept through!
My sister slept through the last earthquake we had. She woke (2pm lol) to all these messages from her friends checking in!
I posted once before on what I thought was a legit UFO. It was bright green, lit up, oval and floating over a populated area. I thought for a split second that the world was being invaded by aliens. After my eyes focused, I realized it was the Fuji blimp. I've also convinced my wife that we have a ghost in our house. We have some figurines on a table under the TV that I occasionally turn sideways and swear it isn't me.
I once saw a blimp at night too, and in the dark they look frigging terrifying. Well, no doubt especially so if you've never seen a blimp before, which I hadn't.
I have one of those lights that you can put letters on. I didnt know it automatically turns on at the time you manually turned it on last. So I walked into my room one night and ran out tarkrified bc the light was on when I had turned it off. I went inside and yelled some religious prayers(in my religion all you need is to pray to protect you against ghosts and evils spirits I dunno is this is the same with all) this happened a couple more nights then I realized it turns on automatically. Although we do blame things on Bob, who we joke around to be a ghost in out house, so whenever it turns on and I'm next to it I say "thanks bob" just to remember the occasion.
In my family, the TV would randomly turn itself on. Our ghost is George
Ours is named George too! He likes to randomly turn on our touch lamp. Guess he's a traveling ghost..
Load More Replies...Aww, my ghost is named Bob too! He has a backstory and everything :). My little sisters (9, 6, 4) absolutely love him.
My workspace is adjacent to my room, and one day, I was sitting at my desk and I saw my door slam shut. I opened it and looked in my room, but didn't see anything, so I went back to my desk. A few minutes later, it happened again. Went in, looked, saw nothing, ran upstairs and refused to go back down until I went to bed. A few days go by before it happens again. This time, I caught it on camera and showed my family, and my uncle says something about it being a breeze or something. Turns out, my uncle was f*****g with me. He hid in my room, slammed the door, then hid somewhere else when I opened the door and looked in. I was so annoyed for days.
One of my first times staying home by myself, age 10/11, before internet. I ran the dishwasher using dish soap. After it was dark outside and I had turned out the lights about to go to bed, I went back to the kitchen for something. Due to there being little light in the room, I thought the shape that the suds had taken on the floor was a ghost. Dishes and floor cleaned and learned about dishwasher soap all before anyone came home.
I went to Vegas once and stayed in a room with a jacuzzi tub. Decided to indulge in a bubble bath and fell asleep. I woke up and was totally blind. Like, total white out blind. I screamed for my friends who were in the suite and they came running in to be engulfed in wall of suds. Turns out you only need a few tablespoons of detergent in a jacuzzi tub, not the whole bottle :)
I can attest that the noises a dishwasher makes if mistakenly loaded with dishwashing liquid are nothing short of demonic. It should be illegal to sell hand-washing dish soap in large yellow jugs that look like detergent. It takes forever to get the stuff out of the dishwasher so that it quits foaming. But the kitchen floor is usually very, very clean by the time you are done.
I had heard about people making that mistake but didn't really understand how, but now with your description it makes sense. Where I live, dishwasher detergent comes in tablets or pods, not liquid.
Load More Replies...I was about 6, just moved to the states, in my country where I lived it was all country side, the first time I heard police sirens from a far, I thought they were ghosts screaming
I can't imagine living someplace where sirens aren't totally normal
And I can't imagine living somewhere that they are. Isn't it great that countries have such diversity of places to live?
Load More Replies...My husband grew up in a city in California. When he moved to Washington State he had trouble sleeping since it was too quiet.
When I was a toddler, my grandmother used to babysit me and try getting me to take a nap by saying, "Go to sleep or the devil will get you." While trying to sleep, I heard an ambulance for the first time. I thought it was the devil, screaming on his way to take me! Thanks, Grandma!
Once I heard a scattering sound on my floor while I was sleeping. It was one of our cats.
I was alone at home when I kept hearing bizarre, deep voiced laughter and buzzing coming from my laundry room. I went to investigate and heard it more clearly: "HAAAAW! HAAAAW! Bzzzzzzt!" Of course I was concerned, being a lone female and it was nighttime too. I occasionally have hallucinations so I was already wondering wtf crazy thing my brain cooked up for me to "enjoy" tonight. I stared looking around and heard it again. I was getting more and more freaked out. Just as I was about to gtfo and lock the door behind me, I heard "HAAAAW! HAAAAW! THAAAAT TIIIIIIICKLEEEEEES!". I realized it was coming from behind the washer. It was my nephew's caterpillar toy with a dying battery that had no off switch. I still noped out of the room, figuring I'd dispose of the hellspawn in the morning. For the rest of the night I kept hearing that cursed toy go "HAAAAW! HAAAAW! THAAAAT TIIIIIIICKLEEEEEES!". In the morning I reluctantly fetched the toy, since it was my nephew's favorite. The battery was truly dead by then thankfully.
Mid 90´s , Guatemala, Central America. When I was a kid my uncle took us all, my cousins and I , to go camping in the forest. We all stayed in one tent and my uncle alone in the other. We all went to sleep and at around 3 am we heard a baby crying. We woke up but did nothing. The baby sounds kept moving around the tent until they stopped. A few minutes later we heard a chain and a female voice crying and again the chain sounds were moving around the tent. We were convinced it was " La Llorona" ( Latin american folk tale about a lady that killed its newborn twins and now spends the nights crying and looking for her babies). We were petrified and started whispering about what we would do. My brother took out a swiss army knife and said he would protect us. He was the only one with the guts to go explore, He opened the tent and found a mother dog that had broken its chains to go look for her puppy. The mother dog was the one crying and the baby we first heard turned out to be the puppy which my uncle grabbed and gave him shelter inside his tent untill the mother arrived.
I was in bed one morning and I kept hearing a sound like a door handle being opened. I sat up and listened for a few secs and then lay back down. This happened a few times when I heard what sounded like someone violently kicking inside the wall. It was a tremendous racket. I ran out of there so fast. Later we found that the clips holding up the closet system broke and what I heard was them breaking and finally the entire closet contents fell to the floor. It had scared me near to death.
When I was in 5th grade, I went to a camping trip with the school (this is like a few days before COVID was announced to be a pandemic) and me and my roommates were just chilling , we couldn’t sleep cause the ac in our room was broken and we were in the middle of the desert, so we were talking, when suddenly, about at 3am , the doorbell rung. Obviously, me and my friends were scared as s**t, we thought that it was a ghost or some s**t. Turns out it was an annoying ass ding dong ditcher who decided to be an asshole at 3 am (When we find her running away I threw my slipper at her face 😎)
What kind of “camping trip” includes A/C (working or not) and doorbells?
That was my question as well. Unless they were in cabins, which isn’t really camping. Semantics.
Load More Replies...So what you're saying is, you're in 6th grade now? Okay, cool, so I guess since we're reminiscing about the past.... Bro, I was totally 42 when lockdown started, Whoah....that was like, forever ago!
Load More Replies...Those cheap wireless doorbells (before ring etc.) will go off without warning mainly annoyed me.
So, last year? Just say "last year", you talkin' 'bout "when I was in 5th grade..." like it was years ago
So last year, I was riding my bike through a small way, trees lining up to either side. After the trees a field on the one side and a meadow in front of a pond and forest on the other. In the forest I saw some dark things, as big as buses. I was a bit scared, but not that much. Then, I took the same way back and I looked for those thing but couldn't see them anymore. I think I never went as fast as I went there. A few days later, I asked my father what those were. Trees. Fallen, rotten trees.
So one time I heard a really weird noise coming from downstairs. It was night at the time and like 1 AM. I grabbed some sort of stick i had in my room and went downstairs. It was the dishwasher washing the dishes. (Don’t blame me, it was a new house and I had always had an old dishwasher, but the one in the new house was new.) And i hadn’t heard it before.
I hear ya. I nearly attacked my new washing machine with a kitchen knife a few years ago so... yeah, I hear ya!
It was in the early 90’s. In the middle of the night, I hear the tv volume blasting as loud as it goes so I run downstairs and see my mom in front of it. No lights except for the tv. I shout “turn it off!” She shouts that she is trying. She has the remote. She turns the tv off but it turns right back on again. Then the channels started changing really fast. She turn it off. It turns right back on again and the channels are changing wildly! I shout that I’m going to unplug it. I do and there is sudden silence. I tell her, “If it turns on again, you get [my stepdad] and I’ll get the baby, and we run out of the house.” This was not too long after the movie Poltergeist. We were so scared. We stood there waiting to see what would happen. It didn’t turn on. Turns out the microchip was malfunctioning. My mom said that when she brought the tv into be repaired, everyone in the repair shop laughed at her when she said it turned on and off on its own.
Probably at work several years ago. We do work in a building that has a reputation for being haunted (UK - old Victorian workhouse). One of the managers and I were working late and she came rushing to my office saying she was hearing voices behind the door to a locked seldomly-used office. I followed her to the room, listened... and, yep, very faint voices. Couldn't make out what they said... but definitely heard men talking. A bit freaked-out and unable to get into the room to investigate, we skedaddled. It wasn't until the next day that we found out that one of the IT team had used the room for all of half an hour (unbeknownest to anyone and for the first time in ages) and had left the little radio playing. Did learn that IT had a key to that room though... and that the IT engineers can be forgetful (but lovely) gits!
About 20 years ago I had been watching a ghost film late at night. I don't remember which film it was but it quite creepy. I fell asleep soon afterwards, only to be woken by my bed shaking. Definitely convinced it was a poltergeist until I realised there was rumbling too .....it was just an earthquake lol. (Earthquakes are rare in England, so I think my first thought was of a poltergeist was pretty rational 😄).
I have a huge backyard with a lot of trees. Many years ago, when I was a kid, our family (or friends of my father, I don't remember correctly, let's assume that they were family) came to visit us. So we organized a campfire in a one glade, amongst the trees. My parents and our guests were talking about some things, which were not interesting to me, so instead of sitting there I was just wandering around, even after dark. And when I was doing that I suddenly saw a completely black silhouette standing in front of a tree. Firstly I thought that it was a ghost and I was little scared. But after a while I understood that it was my uncle. He had dark hair and a dark leather jacket, so in the dark he looked like a totally black figure. What was he doing there? Probably emptying his bladder.
Years ago, we rented a1911 one-bedroom Craftsman bungalow, a beautiful little place with a lot of built-ins that had only been minimally remodeled. There was just one catch: it might've been haunted. Well. It seemed like. Mysterious footsteps would sound in the night, and there'd be odd knocking in the attic. The kitchen and cabinet doors in the dining room would open by themselves. Right around when I was on the edge of a serious case of cumulative heebie-jeebies, though, we started to figure it out. The footsteps were only mysterious because the subflooring was continuous throughout the house, and steps in one room would 'echo' in the next - and our enormous old cat's footsteps were heavy enough to trigger it. The knocking was the antique gas heater in the attic shutting down & cooling off. And the doors opened when the heater kicked on, and hot air came down vent. Old heating, cats, and balloon-framed houses - they'll do it every time.
Did you know that old-fashioned television sets can store a fair amount of electricity in what's called a capacitor? And the capacitor can discharge spontaneously.... meaning even an unplugged television set can just "turn itself on." I had some friends move in with me who were already a little creeped out to find an old lady died in the apartment right before I moved in. The cat somehow locking itself in a cupboard was pretty creepy because we couldn't figure out how he did it, and man those were strange noises he made. But the TV turning itself on (to a regularly scheduled episode of the Twilight Zone) was the icing on the creep-out cake for them.
my friend and I were about 12 years old and alone on the farm and sitting at the kitchen table with all the sudden we heard this really low long otherworldly howl and we both dived under the table and I reached up with my head to make sure the kitchen door was locked and we were just scared to death after hiding under there for about 20 minutes I came out and peeked through the kitchen window and it was my dog who had held because there was another dog in heat a mile away and he wanted some action
When I worked long shifts I used to arrive back at the train station at past midnight and have to walk down a rather dark, narrow path to get to my car. It’d been a long day and it was a very dark, moonless night so I was already a touch nervous when I hear the distinct sound of a footstep in gravel behind me. I stopped and looked round and the footsteps stopped. There’s nothing and no one there that I can see. I start to walk again and the footsteps resumed. I sped up and so did the perusing footfalls. It was at that point I realised 3 things: 1) The path isn’t gravel so I can’t be hearing footsteps on gravel 2) I have an empty crisp packet in my jeans pocket that’s making a crunching noise every time I take a step 3) I’m an idiot!
My cat was fast asleep on my knee. She suddenly jerked awake, stared into a corner of the room and tracked something across the ceiling with her eyes. I thought maybe a flying bug had got in but no, there was nothing there. Scared the absolute crap out of me. Also I kept getting woken up one night with something touching and pulling on my hair. It happened twice and scared me silly as I live on my own. Eventually I figured out my cat had brought a live mouse in the house and dropped it somewhere in my bedroom. The mouse was trying to use my hair for nesting material. I had to let my cat in to my bedroom at 4 am (they're barred from the room while I'm sleeping) so she could catch the mouse, I managed to get it off her alive and left it in a ventilated box with some food and water and bedding to recover (I had pet rats so had pretty much everything I needed) until I could release it the next evening.
In 1972 as a teen I bought a cheap camera to take on a trip. Half the photos came out with a spooky black shadow on the side of the image. I inspected the lens. It was clean. I joked to friends that I was capturing images of spirits. Then my father, who was a professional photographer at one point in his life, pointed out that the carrying strap was hanging down over the lens when I took a photo. But since the camera had a viewfinder and was I not looking through the lens, I could not see the strap through the viewfinder.
For years I couldn't figure out what this faint, steady sound was in my bedroom at night. I knew it was nothing paranormal, but it drove me crazy! I kept wondering if a faucet had been left dripping in another room or something, but I noticed it nearly every night. One day I was cleaning out my closet and I found the source. It was a watch that had a very loud tick. I could only hear it when the whole house was quiet.
The night after my Granny's funeral. Due to our very large family, we were slept over at a neighbour's house. Middle of the night, going to the bathroom in the dark, saw this eery white face with nightgown at the end of the passage. Long story short, it was a mirror... I was the ghost.
Years ago, we rented a1911 one-bedroom Craftsman bungalow, a beautiful little place with a lot of built-ins that had only been minimally remodeled. There was just one catch: it might've been haunted. Well. It seemed like. Mysterious footsteps would sound in the night, and there'd be odd knocking in the attic. The kitchen and cabinet doors in the dining room would open by themselves. Right around when I was on the edge of a serious case of cumulative heebie-jeebies, though, we started to figure it out. The footsteps were only mysterious because the subflooring was continuous throughout the house, and steps in one room would 'echo' in the next - and our enormous old cat's footsteps were heavy enough to trigger it. The knocking was the antique gas heater in the attic shutting down & cooling off. And the doors opened when the heater kicked on, and hot air came down vent. Old heating, cats, and balloon-framed houses - they'll do it every time.
Did you know that old-fashioned television sets can store a fair amount of electricity in what's called a capacitor? And the capacitor can discharge spontaneously.... meaning even an unplugged television set can just "turn itself on." I had some friends move in with me who were already a little creeped out to find an old lady died in the apartment right before I moved in. The cat somehow locking itself in a cupboard was pretty creepy because we couldn't figure out how he did it, and man those were strange noises he made. But the TV turning itself on (to a regularly scheduled episode of the Twilight Zone) was the icing on the creep-out cake for them.
my friend and I were about 12 years old and alone on the farm and sitting at the kitchen table with all the sudden we heard this really low long otherworldly howl and we both dived under the table and I reached up with my head to make sure the kitchen door was locked and we were just scared to death after hiding under there for about 20 minutes I came out and peeked through the kitchen window and it was my dog who had held because there was another dog in heat a mile away and he wanted some action
When I worked long shifts I used to arrive back at the train station at past midnight and have to walk down a rather dark, narrow path to get to my car. It’d been a long day and it was a very dark, moonless night so I was already a touch nervous when I hear the distinct sound of a footstep in gravel behind me. I stopped and looked round and the footsteps stopped. There’s nothing and no one there that I can see. I start to walk again and the footsteps resumed. I sped up and so did the perusing footfalls. It was at that point I realised 3 things: 1) The path isn’t gravel so I can’t be hearing footsteps on gravel 2) I have an empty crisp packet in my jeans pocket that’s making a crunching noise every time I take a step 3) I’m an idiot!
My cat was fast asleep on my knee. She suddenly jerked awake, stared into a corner of the room and tracked something across the ceiling with her eyes. I thought maybe a flying bug had got in but no, there was nothing there. Scared the absolute crap out of me. Also I kept getting woken up one night with something touching and pulling on my hair. It happened twice and scared me silly as I live on my own. Eventually I figured out my cat had brought a live mouse in the house and dropped it somewhere in my bedroom. The mouse was trying to use my hair for nesting material. I had to let my cat in to my bedroom at 4 am (they're barred from the room while I'm sleeping) so she could catch the mouse, I managed to get it off her alive and left it in a ventilated box with some food and water and bedding to recover (I had pet rats so had pretty much everything I needed) until I could release it the next evening.
In 1972 as a teen I bought a cheap camera to take on a trip. Half the photos came out with a spooky black shadow on the side of the image. I inspected the lens. It was clean. I joked to friends that I was capturing images of spirits. Then my father, who was a professional photographer at one point in his life, pointed out that the carrying strap was hanging down over the lens when I took a photo. But since the camera had a viewfinder and was I not looking through the lens, I could not see the strap through the viewfinder.
For years I couldn't figure out what this faint, steady sound was in my bedroom at night. I knew it was nothing paranormal, but it drove me crazy! I kept wondering if a faucet had been left dripping in another room or something, but I noticed it nearly every night. One day I was cleaning out my closet and I found the source. It was a watch that had a very loud tick. I could only hear it when the whole house was quiet.
The night after my Granny's funeral. Due to our very large family, we were slept over at a neighbour's house. Middle of the night, going to the bathroom in the dark, saw this eery white face with nightgown at the end of the passage. Long story short, it was a mirror... I was the ghost.
