30 Creepy, Unexplainable And Bizarre Things That Happened To People When They Were Alone, As Shared In This Online Group
Let's face it – staying at home is equally exciting as going out; you get to enjoy your own company, all cozied up on the sofa while watching your favorite TV show. You're not wasting half of your salary on expensive drinks and are avoiding all those meaningless, drunken conversations, but, according to these Redditors, being alone at home is not always fun and games.
"What is the scariest, strangest, most unexplainable thing that has happened to you while home alone?" – this online user took it to a widely popular subreddit to find out what creepy things have happened to folks while they were all alone. The question has managed to receive nearly 25K upvotes and 8.2K worth of comments and freaky stories.
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Years ago when I was 16 my dog passed away. He got cancer around his stomach and we had to put him down. I had this dog since I was 8 so for literally half of my life I lived with him. He was a beagle/basset hound mix and was probably the chillest dog you could ever meet.
Anyways when we had to put him down I was really sad about it and I missed him a lot in the following months (still do). My kitchen had tiled floor and our hallway had hardwood floors, so when he was alive his nails made a very distinct sound on the floors. We also had a small bell tied to his collar for a time so we could hear him if he was getting into stuff.
Well after he passed, when I was home alone I continued to hear the very distinct sound of his nails on the floor and his bell jingling every now and then. At first it really freaked me out but after the first few times I found it sweet that my little guy was still hanging around. It stopped after a few months and I took that as sign my little man had moved on.
Not really scary or unsettling but it’s something I can’t explain. We have no other animals and like I said these noises are very unique. Like I said though, it was nice hearing him around even after he was gone.
I miss ya a love ya Charly.
Aw man, I had a similar experience with our cat.Long story short, this cat would hiss and growl at me for some reason. A few months before he passed, he got kinda chill. At first he would tentatively get in my lap and I would pet on him.Soon, it was like we were best buds. Now the weird part. After he passed, I swear I heard him meow a few times.No one else heard it.
I had a 13 year old Manx cat who never liked to be held or cuddled. The last couple of months of her life, she became a complete cuddler. And the same thing happened with me - several times over 2-3 months after she leveled up, I heard her very distinctive meow.
Load More Replies...The morning after my beautiful pup pup (my nickname for her) died I came downstairs and saw her blanket on the couch and couldn't cope so I sat down and cried into her blanket. When I finally pulled myself together I looked up and I swear I saw her walk past the crack in the door. I hope it was her coming to comfort me and say goodbye
Reminds me of one of my cats who passed away. He would only sleep by my feet in bed at night. A few weeks after he passed, I was waking and felt a cat jump up and nestle by my feet. I had another cat, who always slept by my side and just thought it was her. Opened my eyes to go pick her up and there was no cat anywhere.
I have had the complete same experience. Cat passed, and for months I felt her jump on the bed and stay at my feet. The funny thing was she was a chunky monkey, and it always took her a couple jumps to make it up. So nightly, I felt her ghostly thud into the side of the bed, and then nestle in.
Load More Replies...I had a cat that would walk on the edge of the bed to go and lay above my head on the bed. For a long time after he passed I could still feel him as he walked along the edge of the bed at night.
I think Big Boy (the cat) did that to as a spook cat. I was laying in bed and it felt like he jumped on the bed and was walking across it. Felt the blanket move, mattress press down where his feet would be... just weird.
Load More Replies...Just because our beloved little souls cross the Rainbow Bridge doesn't mean they've left us. To this day I still, sometimes, sense my li'l Gordi-gurl hanging out. Just after she passed away, she used to jump up on my bed to snuggle in with me. I really needed her and, whether she was THERE or not, she was still there.
Yup. After my cat passed, I heard her climbing the steps up to my bed often. It was very comforting, honestly. I moved a few months ago and decided to throw the steps out, as they were quite worn. I haven't heard her since, and I really miss her.
I had a Beagle and he had dog tags on his collar. Every time he use to drink and eat from his bowls which were metal, it use to clink against the bowls. After he got sick and was put to sleep I would still hear the clinking on the bowls for several weeks. I still had the bowls on the floor even though they were empty. I didn't have the heart to pick them up right away.
My cat Patches, had a ball with a bell in it. My mom keeps that bell 30 odd years later in her windowsill. Every so often it will jingle. No reasons why. But Maybe he's stopping by to see her. Or his toy.
Awww this is sweet. When I lost my cat to cancer I saw blue orb twice. At first I thought I was an imagination but when I turn off the lights I saw it clearly. I believe it was her.
I heard my birds cage rattling around after he passed, he used to run around on the bottom when he had a lot of energy. I also heard the clicking sound he used to make when he was happy. This lasted for about a week until we put the cage in storage.
I wasn't alone, but i was alone if you get my drift.
I took care of my mom during her final years with dementia. Every day was hard, but others seemed impossible. On really rough days I'd go into the garage too decompress, smoke pot, cry, rage, scream and sometimes hit trash cans with a baseball bat.
Well, 1 particularly hard day, (my mom had smeered feces all over the house). So, I was in the garage sobbing and mumbling incoherently to myself, when I said, out loud (to my previously deceased father); "Dad, i need help, what do I do?" ...when suddenly the garage door into the house swung open on its own and I went into some kind of trance and was able to clean up the house without having a complete meltdown.
I can't explain it but I'm pretty sure my dad was guiding me through the worst of it all.
I lost the diamond out of my engagement ring in Downtown Los Angeles while working on a commercial. My husband had been reminding me that I should have the setting tightened and I kept putting it off. I was really upset and asked the art department crew to keep an eye open for it...an impossible task since we had been filming in multiple locations that day. Lunch time rolls around and I'm so upset I can't eat. I go into my makeup trailer and think "Grandma Edith...help me!" She was my husband's recently deceased grandmother I was very close with who helped him design and pick out my ring. A few minutes later, I look at my makeup case and it's sitting on top of it. I have no idea at all how it could've gotten there. I'm right handed and it's on my left. It could've fallen off anywhere. I got the absolute chills and just whispered "Thank you, grandma" while bursting into tears. I've never had anything close to that ever happening. If I didn't have witnesses, I wouldn't have believed it
You have my deepest sympathy. I've lived with/taken care of a dementia patient and it is harder than anyone who hasn't been through it can imagine.
The only "less bad" thing about this is, when they are so far gone, that they don't realize it any longer! Those rare periods of clarity, were they know what is happening to them, always breaks my heart!
Load More Replies...a mth or so after my mama died, my husband awoke to my almost running though our 🏡 calling her name & looking for her, i swear to this day i heard her say my name while i was asleep/yet alert to my surroundings…. the few days before i just kept telling god how i wished i could hear say my name just one more time 😢
My dad still looks after me even though he's been gone 2 years. When I'm struggling I'll hear his voice in my head with the answers I need. I'll always be his little princess no matter how old I am.
My dad, who died the year after I got married, used to appear to me in my dreams, especially when my kids were ill. I seemed to feel his presence with me in the house, and I was always comforted and strengthened to do what I needed to do.
Many years ago--when my now 28 year old daughter was still an infant--me, her, and our dog were at the apartment we were living in at the time. My wife was at work, I was sitting on the couch watching TV, my daughter was asleep on a blanket pallet on the floor, and the dog (a German Shepherd / wolf hybrid mix) was about 10 feet away laying in the doorway between our kitchen and the living room area. At any rate, I was watching whatever it was that I was watching when all of a sudden, Thor (our dog) starts with this low level, guttural growling. I figure that he had heard someone in another apartment or walking by through the parking lot and don't think much of it. As a few seconds pass, I notice that it's getting...LOUDER and I can see out of the corner of my eye that he has lifted his head up off his paws, his ears are perked, and he's looking up at the ceiling over where my daughter was laying. I look up, don't see anything, tell him to knock it off.
Right after I tell him to knock it off, he jumps up, starts circling my sleeping daughter (literally walking around the pallet she's laying on), and growling more and more intensely even stopping once and out right snarling and snapping his teeth...all while staring up at the ceiling. After about 2 minutes of this...and me having no clue on what to do since I can't see anything and I do NOT want to reach for my daughter with him circling her like that...he laid down next to my daughter, rested his head on her back, and stayed there for almost an hour...still intently staring up at the ceiling and occasionally growling.
To this day...I have NO idea what the Hell was going on or what he saw / sensed...but it was extremely creepy to me.
When my niece was a baby, she would stare at this one spot on the ceiling in my sister's living room. When she was like 4 or 5, she said she had an imaginary friend and that he lived in that spot in the ceiling. She's 16 now and doesn't remember it, but now my sister's cats have started staring at that same spot on the ceiling...
My dog Ruby did this when we moved into my house..she'd whine, look up at the ceiling, circle like crazy. Turned out. there were a few rats in the attic,. she also loved to catch them outside and bring them as gifts. For a minute I was convinced my house was haunted...lol
Load More Replies...I have a yappy little maltese mutt. She's actually pretty well-behaved, but if she hears a weird noise, she likes to make sure I know about it. She never barks for no reason, so I've learned to just go check. If nothing else, it helps train her behavior, because once I look, she can guage my reaction to whatever it is, and I can tell her whether or not that kind of noise is 'okay'. She knows certain words, for instance, like if a doorbell rings on a show, we tell her it's the 'television'. She'll look at the tv and grumble like she's not happy about it, but then she calms down. I'm familiar with her different barks, and more or less what they mean. One night, about 3 am, she just went absolutely insane. Never heard her bark like that before. We all got up and started checking doors. Couldn't find anything. The next day, a neighbor came over with a cop, asking if we'd noticed anything strange. He told us he'd been robbed the night before. She must have scared whoever it was away, and made them pick our neighbor, instead. I'll never not have a dog in the house.
My bedroom is in the rear of the house where my apartment is and every once in awhile my dog will face the window with his back to me and make that low, throaty growl. Always scares the c**p out of me because I know he hears something that I don't and he knows it's not good. He's very protective of me.
It’s the only explanation. You can’t convince me otherwise.
Load More Replies...I remember when my son was 3(he was non verbal) we slept on the same bed, when I looked up, it seemed like I saw a small black figure floating around the light on the ceiling, but I dismissed it thinking I was just tired, but my son looked up and started whimpering with his elbows covering his eyes, he took another sneak peak and again same thing, I knew that was bad spirits in that house
Back in high school I'd usually be up all hours of the night playing games. I had a large dog at the time that would sleep in my room at night.
It was 2am and I was finally headed to bed but my dog wasn't with me so I ventured out to find him. I made my way across the house to the kitchen/dining room combo. I'm standing in the only door frame that leads to that side of the house. We had an island in the kitchen with a stool that the junk mail was usually kept on. So I walk up, call for my dog, and see him walk from behind the island to behind the dining room table set, knocking all the junk mail down as he did so.
I huff and flip on the light - no dog. I freak out, scramble back across the house, and end up finding him in my parent's room.
I regale the story the next day to my parents and younger sister (who often claimed to see stuff in the house). My sister pipes up and goes "Oh, that's the tall black thing. Yeah, sometimes it likes to crawl around on all fours."
Big nope.
My daughter , when she was around 2/3 , just beginning to talk would see this Black , "bat shaped guy " but not à bat. Lol floating around or would attach to me. When I would tell her to tell him to leave, she would look his way, then at me and shake her head, looking extremely intimidated. It happened quite often.
One night I had forgotten to lock my apartment door and woke up in the middle of the night. My bedroom door was about 2 feet from my front door, as you walked into the apartment. First a big dog ran by, then a person. Holy s**t I was so scared and I screeched “Who is it?!?!!” A man said “It’s Doug!” As I was thinking to myself, who the f**k is Doug, he said “oh, s**t”. He turned around to go back out the front door saying “Sorry”. I asked “ Didn’t you have a dog with you?” He said “Oh, yeah. Hey, c’mon!”. He left, his dog ran out after him and I locked my front door.
edit: glad you all thought this was funny, because I did too, once my heart quit trying to beat right out of my chest! The next day the girls at work thought I was crazy for not being upset, but eh, done is done. Peace!
I think Doug just got the wrong house lol
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I was at home by myself on a call with some friends when all of a sudden my dog begins to bark like crazy, which was odd since it was the middle of the night and he's usually sleep. I go downstairs to check on him and find him barking at our hall closet, terrified I grabbed my bat that I keep in my room just in case and open the door. There was nothing out of usual at first at then I look down and notice a familiar looking object at the bottom of the closet. It was my mom's necklace she had lost when I was 9, (i'm 15 now just to put in perspective how long it's been). I showed it to my mom at breakfast and she was just as shocked as I was. I still have no clue how it got there or how my dog knew it was in there, definitely one of the oddest occurrences of my life.
Or it finally dropped to the floor from behind the shelf where it had been, but couldn’t be seen, and the dog was reacting to the slight noise.
Load More Replies...While on vacation in the Caribbean, my husband bought me an amber necklace to go with a ring I had. I put it in a drawstring bag along with the ring and a pair of ear rings I had with me. When I got home, no bag, no jewelry. Thought I must have left it in the hotel, but they said they never found it. My husband died suddenly about 6 years later, and 8 years after that I moved into an apartment. In the process of moving, a friend gave me a bed (our king-size wouldn’t fit) and mattress that I moved into the otherwise empty bedroom. When I walked around to the far side of the bed to make it I saw something on the floor. It was that jewelry pouch. The jewelry, including the receipt for the necklace, was inside. I have no idea how, or from where, it materialized.
In grade 9 my best friend and I were having a sleepover at my house. My parents and younger brother were visiting family so we were home alone. After it was dark outside we started watching a movie, we were laying on separate couches, watching the TV that was situated next to a door frame that leads to the kitchen, bedrooms and basement. In a matter of seconds, I see a feminine figure standing in the doorway, facing me, and for some reason I instinctively said “don’t leave me!” My friend laying on the other couch, also saw the figure and said to me “don’t worry, he’ll go away in a second” thinking it was my younger brother. The figure just faded away, kind of like mist, into the other room. We looked at each other and realized what had just happened, then quickly turned on all the lights and sat on the same couch. We’re 28 now. Still have absolutely no idea who or what that was or why I said that, but I still think about it often.
Was it dark inside? Because if it was your brain might have manifested a figure in the dark. Or it was something much cooler!
Even then, it seems strange for both girls to suddenly see the same thing at the same time
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About 15 years ago I was trying to sleep when my ex got out of bed to get ready for work.
He would sometimes do a workout before a shower but for some reason he decided to do his workout in the bedroom. I was really tired and tried to keep sleeping. I hadn't opened my eyes yet. But his breathing was getting really heavy and raspy and I was unable to get back to sleep. His breathing was so heavy and wierd i got so mad. I turn over and open my eyes to tell him to shut up only to find nobody in the room. The breathing suddenly stopped and I got a chilling feeling. Then I stepped out to find he had been upstairs in the shower
Waking up from a dream like that will scare the s**t out of you.
Sleep paralysis for sure. I thought it was a little girl jumping on my sisters bed. When I opened my eyes to check, my body didn’t budge. There was nothing there. -s**t get crazy
Many years ago, I was 14 or so, my first night alone in the house when my parents were out. Lying on the living room floor reading, my cat sleeping next to me. Suddenly, cat wakes up, stares intently into the dark corner of the room behind me, hair on end, growls and then bolts out of the room and upstairs. I look behind me and see nothing, but follow cat upstairs and hide under the covers. Freaked me out.
Oh no. Zoomies are very different. This cat saw something that freaked it out and it ran and hid. No zoomies. Just ghosties.
Load More Replies...My cat doesn't give a s**t about the ghost moving things on my shelves while I'm trying to sleep. How i know its not the cat doing that? Because he was sleeping on my arm, i saw him with my phone (took a picture with flash of course because he's adorable)
My cats snarl at floating pieces of plastic man. Then again, my dog used to bark at misplaced buckets. Buckets!!! I no longer trust myself to "raise" competent and intelligent beings.
My cat used to looooove freaking me out by staring and reacting at "stuff", then when I reacted to his reaction, would look at me as if to say "sucker";p That said, this big super-tough Burmese would NOT go into the basement when we rented an old Victorian house for a year or so. The basement had dirt floors, some with old linoleum over them, some framing with walls, but it was mostly open. It was a big NOPE for him, and for me too after going down there just once to check it out. I didn't even go into some of the "rooms", just went to the middle part, looked around with the flashlight, then went upstairs. It was exactly the kind of place he normally would have loved to explore but gave it a wide berth. Also, no mice. Or insects. Very odd for an old home that hadn't been taken care of very well. Miss you Othello.
Yeah but it's cus a dog would fight, the cat probably knew that it wasn't safe staying and fighting if there actually was something there.
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Not home alone, but upstairs alone. I saw a doppelgänger of my mom a few years back, and I think she heard mine. I was sitting in my bed, and looked up when I heard her coming up the stairs. She walked by my door, looking straight at me with no expression, and walked into her room and closed the door. I’d said hi as she walked but figured whatever, she didn’t hear me or maybe she was getting something from her room.
Then, about 5 seconds later, she yells up the stairs from downstairs and says “did you call me?” and I am not ashamed to say I freaked the f**k out. She came upstairs, looked down the hall and said “did you close my door?” I didn’t, and neither did she; she never closed that door because one of our cats primarily lived in her bedroom and so she always kept the door open so the cat could come and go as she pleased. And it wasn’t just closed as if the wind had shut it, it was fully closed and the windows were shut.
Ma said she had very clearly heard me yell “hey mom, come here” from upstairs. I had done no such thing.
I’m never entirely sure what I believe and what I don’t, but I was totally sober, not tired, and it wasn’t some “movement out of the corner of the eye” thing.
alternate dimensions crossing paths? (someone please tell me to go to sleep and stop freaking myself out)
Hex Gurls - Go to sleep and stop freaking yourself out :-)
Load More Replies...The same happened to me and my mom when we lived in a weird house that seemed to be haunted tbh. I heard her calling me when I knew that I was home Alone so I answered thinking that maybe she forgot something home. She kept calling my name so I went to the kitchen where the sound came from only to find out that I'm still home alone. After we moved from that house she said that she heard me calling her several times when she was home alone...
Something similar happened to my mom in their old house! Freaky stuff!
Load More Replies...Soul fragment...causes a residual haunting. Its like a piece of the souls energy chips off and become a looping walking holigram with little or no self awareness. Soul retrieval of these ghosts gets rid of them.
This is what happens with doppelgangers; they look right thru you with an abnormal expression.
I saw this for the first time in a horror story starter website for writers. You tell it well.
My husband swears he's seen my doppleganger in our house several times. Creepy.
One night I wasn’t feeling very well and the upstairs had a larger bathroom (downstairs was an old half bath and I wanted to leave that for her if my wife needed to use it at night) so I figured I might as well sleep in the guest room. My wife did not have a problem with this as she had work early the next day and I was constantly getting out of bed with food poisoning.
At some point in the night I awoke to the door slowly creak open and a female voice asking if I was feeling alright. I assumed it was my wife and replied “yes honey I’m fine, see you in the morning.” But the door never closed and no footsteps went down the stairs as I would’ve heard them in this 1800’s home original wood floors and stairs.
We were alone in the house that night.
Edit: i asked my wife about it the next morning and she said never came up to check to on me let alone wake up during the night.
I was facing away from the door when it happened and the unexpected silence following the question made me turn over to check. The door was wide open, no lights were on, and no footsteps.
The faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home is rarely so accommodating. Check your shirts for cut off buttons, your pockets for slugs and your shoes for dissected rat parts.
Load More Replies...I would think maybe a female person in the family (or a friend) that has died (could be years and years ago), but maybe “used” a voice similar to the voice of his wife, to not freak him out too much? Just a guess. Though not everyone believes in it. Or an alternate dimension or something? Wouldn’t know how else to explain.. but I agree, at least friendly, that is why I made those 2 guesses. I do find things like this fascinating though. In my mid to late teens I often heard a voice whispering my name and heard soft footsteps. No idea who it was/is though. I know who I wish it was, but no way of knowing unfortunately, because I don’t hear it anymore since I have moved. Even though I since then have moved back to the same house again now with my husband (different bedroom though). Would love to figure out who it was..
I heard a similar story where the doppelgänger mother was calling the daughter downstairs and the real mother was like stay put
This has happened to me a lot since I was a kid. Random voices saying things. Sometimes I would unknowingly reply thinking it was someone I knew. Yeah lots of puzzled looks from friends. The most recent one was about a month ago when we were eating out. I heard a female voice asking about a certain menu item. Thinking it was my friend asking I just replied as-a-matter-of-fact. It scared the c**p out my friend's wife. I was told I used to talk to myself as a small kid. I could vaguely recall that but not who actually I was talking to.
Something similar happened to me. I was watching tiktoks late at night and I kept hearing noises in the background, but I just ignored them. Then it got louder so I finally turned around and the door was wide open . I knew I had closed the door so I wouldn't wake my family. The next morning, I asked my family if they checked on me last night, and they said no
I’ve seen figures moving, they look like my dead dog.
Sometimes people go through denial and make up things to comfort themselves but I’m not in denial. I know that I see that old a*s dog walking around and sleeping under beds and pawing the door. I can see her hop off the couch from the corner of my eye. I mentioned it to my mom and she was like “I miss her too bud.”
They definitely come to visit I’ve experienced much the same and am forever grateful that they did
Yeah. I've seen my old (passed away) cat sitting in the corner of my room before. I like to think he's just checking in on me.
Load More Replies...Out of the corner of my eye, I’ve seen glimpses of parts that passed on. When I turn my head to look, they’re gone. I’ve also felt the familiar weight of deceased pets who slept on the bed and cuddled up to me when they were alive. I kind of like thinking some part of them is sticking around and keeping me company. (I’m married, so not lacking for company, but still like the idea anyway.)
Maybe they were never making anything up you just had not yet experienced it for yourself. That’s why we should NOT be so judgemental because you don’t know what you don’t know.
Not really home alone but when I was little I remember as my Dad was taking us to bed, I ran up first to sneak behind my bedroom door. The plan was to jump out and scare my brother before bed (as my bedroom was just opposite the bathroom and he had to walk past it to get to his room).
However, behind the bedroom door was two strange men hiding. One had a beard and long hair the other I don’t clearly remember, but think he was very skinny. The guy with long hair whispered to me to ‘Go away’, so I calmly went away and slept with my dad (mum was working nights and this wasn’t uncommon for me so he never questioned it). I was rightly spooked, and didn’t want to be on my own, but didn’t tell told my dad what I saw as I was petrified inside. Straight up thought I’d been told off by some creepy ghosts.
We were robbed that night. My brother also woke up that night to go to the bathroom and saw the downstairs light on from the staircase. At the time he thought it was our mother, and would normally if he got up early run down and see her. For some reason he didn’t go downstairs that night and instead hopped in bed with me and our dad too.
When my mum came home the downstairs was trashed and she was terrified something happened to us. She ran up stairs in a panic and found us all in bed safe and sound. Home insurance was able to salvage most of the losses, and we got a dog not long after that as a deterrent for thieves which growing up never had another issue again. So I guess not really unexplainable but strange / scary story!
You’re very lucky. I understand the the being terrified, it’s not uncommon for children to just keep silent.
Glad nothing bad happened to the kid, but the lil dumbass shoulda said something to the dad. I guess that coulda ended worse, but still
What can i say except u were a really good child? U did as instructed.
Not me, but my dad and sister.
1. My sister's room shared a wall with the living room and the couch was against this wall. My dad and stepmom would knock on the wall if they needed something. One night, my sister is doing her homework and hears a knock on the wall, so she shouts, "What?" No answer. This repeats several times before my sister gets pissed and storms into the living room shouting, "WHAT?!" The living room was empty as my dad and stepmom had left 30 minutes prior to go on a walk.
2. There was a basement in the house that always made everyone feel uneasy, but it was great for storage. The dogs refused to go down there. My dad was grabbing something from the basement, and while going back up the stairs he had this sudden feeling of dread. The dogs started barking like crazy so my dad started running up the stairs. When he closed the door at the top, the dogs stopped barking and he felt relief.
3. My sister was home alone and was walking down the 40ish foot hallway when she heard footsteps behind her. She looked back to see nothing, but when she started walking again the sounds started again. She began running and the footsteps picked up the pace as well. She ran out of the front door and to a friend's house and refused to be home alone in that house ever again.
Always trust a dog. If the dog won't go there, then neither will I. That said, I once misread his signals and ended up chasing a squirrel so watch out for that.
It's often found homes that have these creepy aura actually have carbon monoxide leaks
Load More Replies...Your sister’s footsteps were probably echoing in the hallway, which is why they kept exact pace with her.
Grew up in a haunted house. One time me and my family had come home from being out. Family stayed outside to clean up a bunch of toys and bikes we had left out in the front yard. I went into the house to pee, as I’m peeing I can hear someone like sloshing their hands back and forth in the big box of legos my little brother had in his room. I finish up and I’m like “aren’t you supposed to be outside helping everyone clean” and as I turn into his room I see the box of legos in the corner with the lid on, no one there, still making the sloshing sound. Ran out of there as fast as I could.
When my Momma was little, she lived in a haunted house where the ghost didn't like her grandma and shut the door on her butt once
Well, Legos weren’t around in Victorian days, so the ghost of the child who used to live there back then was just checking out a toy they’d never seen before. That’s all. (At least I hope that’s all…)
That old house in the picture is extremely creepy to me for some reason.
I heard two people talking in the ceiling. We don't have an attic to speak of and the voices weren't upset or whispering. Just talking to each other.
Found out later I have auditory hallucinations when sleep deprived. Yes, it was after I had a baby lol
In case you see this, hi Russel!
I hear music and talking when it's totally quiet. Haven't told the doctors or family, not going to be put back in the "nut ward".
if you are adult, find the doctor you trust, the one that would be on your issues and monitoring you, if it started to interfere with your daily life up to the point where you need help (and keeping your health life private, not sharing with your family). Maybe it's jus quite normal occurrence (as many commenting). Wishing you good health and an understanding doctor to keep all issues at bay.
Load More Replies...My brother developed them from his sleeping meds. He'd have full on conversations. He did not understand how we didn't hear them. He said it was like talking on a phone. We thought he may have been dealing w a mental illness but nope. His doctor cut him off his meds and that is the one that was causing it.
I also have that problem when sleep-deprived. I know that's what it is but it's still scary. I had even worse auditory hallucinations when on a specific antidepressant. It was like people were whispering behind me. Chills down my spine!
I get that once in a while. It seems to happen at totally random moments, whether I'm wide awake, dead tired, sober, drunk, doesn't matter. Occasionally, they're really loud, like a person is right there, but I'm alone. Been going on my whole life.
A few times in the last few months I swear something has shouted in my ear... It's a male voice. There is no one around.
Load More Replies...I remember being home by myself, as my husband wasn’t due home for another hour, and on the phone upstairs to take a conference call where it was quieter. I swear to you I heard his very familiar footsteps come up the steps, like he just got home and was coming up to change out of his work clothes. I muted my phone and hollered hello and that I was on a conference call. I expected him to get to the top of the stairs, but he never did. The call ended, and I went looking for him. His work truck was not in the driveway. He actually came home about half an hour later. Whose footsteps did I hear?
I also occasionally hear conversations, when there is no-one there, like in the early hours of the morning. But , then I also get spirit visitors, an have angelic visitors. So I guess this is not so strange for me.
If I don't sleep for one or two days the auditory hallucinations start. After three days the visual ones. Scared the c**p out of me till I figured out what it was.
I locked myself outside on our back deck that's completely screened in, no outside door & 10 feet off the ground. Nobody around to help, so I tore a hole in the screen & climbed out, thinking I could hang on & lower myself down enough to safely drop. Nope - I dropped like a rock, & just barely bumped my head against a table on the lower patio. Since then, I hear music constantly playing in my head. And I hear the jet engines "singing" when I fly anywhere, like a huge choir just doing vocal exercises without words.
My parents were on a road trip, just left, and I sat down at my desk. I thought "Weekend alone by myself" and a voice yelled into my right ear "NO" so loud it hurt.
When my mom was alive, I used to have those auditory hallucinations between waking up and being asleep that were very common. I usually only heard it in one ear. It was always my mom calling my name, like a wake up call. I’d wake up and ask if she’d called for me but she’d say no, and sometimes she wasn’t even home, or she was asleep. Like I said it’s the kind of waking up hallucination that’s fairly common. After she passed six months ago though, it has not happened even once (I’m kinda glad about that though.)
this happened when I was a kid
I used to sleep with my door closed and I have no
idea what time it was but I had heard my door creak open. When I opened my eyes I could only make out a figure of a strange tall man with a hat and a coat, he just sat on my bed and stared at my door. This went on for a few minutes before he got up and left, I don’t have many memories of my childhood but this one I can relive very well
I have seen this man too when I was a young child. He also had a long jacket on a maybe a fedora? He disappeared as quick as he appeared but it was very terrifying
you seen this guy as well? i remember him sitting on my chair that was also facing the doorway. but he was wearing a top hat instead
Load More Replies...This happened to me. His coat was grey, and he hushed me when I was about to ask what was happening. He pointed to the wall, where my Batman poster was. It was out of place by aout a foot, and after I looked back, he was gone. I assumed it was just a dream, but when I woke up in the morning, the poster was still misplaced.
I wasn't home alone but I was awake by myself one Saturday morning in the 80s when I was around 7 or so. I believe my mom was the only one home because my dad went to the lake to go fishing that weekend, and I'm not sure where my older brothers were, maybe they went with him, idk.
Anyways, my mom's sleeping in, and I'm in the living room by myself, watching Saturday morning cartoons and making a fort out of sheets and cushions. Something made me turn around and I saw my dad in his pajamas standing in the hallway entrance with his hands on his hips, looking the mess I was making and shaking his head. He then turned around and walked into my room, which was just off the hallway entrance. Dude. I didn't even look, I just booked it to my parents room and woke my mom up.
I don't remember what happened after that, this was around 35 years ago. And yes, my dad was fine, nothing had happened to him.
Years ago a few weeks after I moved into my now current apartment I'm still in, my one cat at the time woke me up in the middle of the night. Not sure why, but I then heard something, so I got up to investigate. Wandered my way down the hall into the kitchen to see that every single cupboard (11 of them) top and bottom, were open. Like wiiiiiide open. Ooookay then, this is fine
I casually closed them and headed back to bed (probably hid under the covers till the morning lol). To this day, 11 years later I still have no idea what happened there but, I'm sure it was the building ghost saying hello and welcoming me to the place.
There's been a couple others things that have happened here and still happen that I cannot explain. But I'm okay with it.
Happened to me, too. One night just a few weeks ago, cat is with me on the couch when the kitchen cupboards started opening and closing. No biggie, he's been hanging around since I moved in 7 years ago.
I wonder why opening the cupboards is such a common ghost thing. Why not open all the curtains, or unscrew the light bulbs, or switch the floor rugs around? There are so many other moveable objects around the house.
I have aphantasia, which is relevant to the story. I can't visualize things and I have no visual memory. I 'remember' the things I see by having a constant narration in my head and I can remember what I thought.
So, my little brother was always terrified of the basement and would not for the life of him go down there. I was also a bit but older so I had to be braver. I was always the one sent down to get stuff.
My brother and I were talking about the basement one day and I was prying about why he was so scared. He would barricade the door at night and stuff. He told me he sometimes hears things from down there, scratching and weird sounding talking in some language.
I was immediately alarmed and told him someone must be sneaking in through the door down there.
He said what door, there's no door down there. He even brought up that I can never remember anything visual but I argued back that he hasn't even been down there for years!
We argued back and forth. I went downstairs and came back up, proud to declare that there indeed was a door down there.
He got really pale and upset and asked my dad if there was a door in the basement. Dad laughed and said "a door to what? It's underground, of course not."
I'm getting super mad. I know I can't remember things idly but I just checked. Our little argument kept going a bit, me trying to get him to go down with me.
Finally he did. No door. Four concrete walls.
I wailed, "but I've been inside!"
My brother and I ran upstairs and barricaded the door and neither of us would go down again.
I want to hear more description about the door. For some reason, he left the reader standing upstairs with the little brother when he went to check. What was inside?
He probably can't remember since he has aphantasia
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Was 17 years old left alone from Thursday to Sunday with our family's dog, who was pretty small and starting to have trouble climbing stairs in his old age. I'd be working every morning while my parents were out of town
Came home from my shift on Friday and everything about the kitchen table was a mess. Napkins were taken out of the holder, all of the mail was thrown on the floor, salt and pepper shaker on the other side if the kitchen but together, and one of the chairs pulled far away from the table. Our dog's never done anything like this, and I'd be especially surprised if he was even capable of climbing on top of the table. I reset it all.
Saturday, I come back to find the exact same configuration. Don't have the pictures anymore, but every detail was just as I found it the day before. Pretty much the entire night I'm convinced there's gonna be a ghost coming to get me and I sleep horribly and barely rest for work on Sunday.
I leave for work and make sure the place was orderly when I left, because I knew my parents would be back before I was out of work. When I go on my lunch break I call my mom and ask about all of the details from the passed two days, and she just goes "Yeah, why did you leave such a mess?" she didn't get pictures so I can't verify how similar the mess was, but regardless I can't believe my old dog would have done that, for the details three consecutive days, AND I don't even know if he was strong enough to move the chairs or climb on the table. Only time anything like this ever happened while I was left alone.
I got up in the middle of the night to pee and happened to glance out the window to my backyard to see a glowing yellow figure that looked like it was collecting soil samples from my backyard. I absolutely s**t myself and bumped into the sink. The figure stopped what it was doing and looked at me. I bolted back to my room and woke my wife but when we went back it was gone.
Funny thing is I've told this story to other people and the wife of a friend of mine burst into tears and said she had seen the same thing when she was a child but nobody believed her.
People asking for more detail it looked to be about 7ft tall as when it stood up it was well taller than my fence. I couldn't make out any detail because it was glowing so strongly and.my adrenalin was pumping like crazy and i live in very populated suburban Sydney it was also between 2-3am
Also it was through a fly acreen and open window from upstairs bathroom.
I can post a pic from my perspective if people are interested (and i can work out how to post it)
Who are you talking to? The poster from Reddit isn't going to see your reply.
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I was home alone for a bit and someone knocked on my front door. I went to go check who it was, I was confused because I wasn’t expecting anyone, and then nobody was there so I shut the door and locked it. I turned around and saw these two people with a ladder in my backyard attempting to go through the door to my porch. Thank God I was able to see them through the glass sliding door in my living room or else they might have actually entered my house. I was so scared omg… anyways these people saw me looking at them and they left. In not even 10 minutes a cop car showed up outside of my house on the street and was with these two people. To this day I have no idea what this was bc the cop didn’t talk to me but yeah gave me trauma
My husband used to leave for work at 4 am. Most days I kept sleeping but one morning I couldn't so I made a nest on the living room floor, right in front of the TV and played oblivion.
After an hour or so of playing, I heard the eeriest music. It was behind me and coming closer and I thought "holy f**k I'm gonna die. Who knew It be just like a movie?"
Before suddenly remembering that my baby sister had left her broken phone at our house. It was her ring tone, steadily getting louder... playing the walking dead theme song (which I don't watch).
There are all sorts of ways a phone could be broken but still receive incoming calls. Like if the screen is smashed and no longer works.
Load More Replies...I repair phones, and the best is the screenless phone with an active alarm at random times :D
When I was younger I used to live in this super old, s***ty house in the middle of the woods. There was a small clearing, with an average sized yard and the rest was thick woods. One night I was walking up to our gate to go inside and I seen a very tall figure looking in my bedroom window. My light was on, which was weird since I hadn't been in there, or turned it on, so I could see the figure with it's face and hands pressed up against my window. Whatever or whoever it was must have heard me because they looked in my direction before booking it to the back of the yard, and presumably into the woods since there was nowhere else to go and the back yard area wasn't fenced in. I never slept in that room again.
The thing that scares me is tall figures like this are so common.
Not home alone but only one in right side of the house. Went to my mom's bathroom to wash my hands and saw a pair of feet behind the half open door. Laughed and said "very funny Ma, I see you", then finished up and left.
Bumped into my mother in the kitchen unpacking, nobody else was in the house. I'm glad whatever was behind the door didn't peek out.
Shoes, or feet? It could have been a pair of shoes just sitting there, yes?
3 weird things: 1. Am legally blind but can see OK with special glasses. Couldn’t find them for awhile after getting friends to help search. They left and I went to rest out of anxiety, nodded off and woke up with the glasses in my hand. 2. Not a sleepwalker but woke up in a pantry closet pulling pajamas and old newspapers out of a small hole in the wall in the back of it (old farmhouse). 3. Was up late wrapping presents on Christmas Eve, not alone in the house but everyone was asleep, and legit heard jingle bells on the roof. No tracks in the snow etc.
I very clearly saw a guy walk into my room.
But when I went after him there was nobody there. I checked in the closet, under my bed, everywhere one could hide in my room.
i almost always see a cat in the corner of my eye, running or sitting or getting the zoomies and dashing out of the room. i have two cats, but whenever i check to see if they’re in my room w me, they arent, i’m alone with the shadow cats
I have a small dog so I'm used to him jumping on the bed. But what's weird are the many times I feel something jumped on the bed with me and when I look there's nothing there. I figure it's just a ghost cat or a dog and it hasn't bothered me yet.
Load More Replies...We once lived in a house when I was in 5th grade. We knew there was an elderly lady who died there. She was kind and never bothered any one in a mean way. I once saw her walk into my room and thought it was my little sister going into my room to mess with my stuff, I got there and there was no one in the room. She also managed to scare the heck outta my mom. She had baked a cake for my birthday and mom said she smelt lavender (which was how we knew the lady was there) Then heard a soft voice right next to her face say, "Oh, she's going to love that!" Never really had a problem with her and would talk to her about school and life etc.. I lived other places that were not as benevolent.
My sister and I were home alone and we heard someone big running up the stairs. the stairs make lots of noise with slight pressure so when there’s someone big on them you can tell. I went out of my room to check but saw no one anywhere and my sister also came out of her room and she asked if that was me I said no and we both looked around to see if there was anyone but found no one in the whole house. We were confused and called our parents and just waited until they got back and that was that.
I did not sleep more than 2-3 hours a night for 3-4 months, an what happens is, your brain wants it’s REM sleep and you dream while awake. So I was lying in bed reading when I heard what sounded like big bare feet coming up the stairs, I live alone and the doors where locked so I kinda freaked out. And up pups the head of a gray alien looking towards me with malice. I jumped up in my bed, hit my head on the slanted roof and knocked myself out. Still a mark in my roof.
Footsteps on the roof. At my friend's house. And their parent was an international diplomat.
It was just me and my small dog at home. I had started getting ready to go to bed and had my dog in my bedroom ready to sleep and cuddle together. When I was turning off the lights I heard something in the living room so I was frozen because my dog was already in bed. I was in the hallway and was about to turn off the light when I heard a low growl coming from the dark living room. I turned off the lights and booked it to my room.
There’s no way I would turn off the lights. I would keep all the lights on in every room
One night when my parents were out and I was home alone (I was about 11-12 at the time): The chain broke on the weight for the dong on the grandfather clock, causing it to crash to the bottom of the case. It "resounded" through the house, as if a break-in were underway. I hid in my room with the door locked until they got home and discovered the source of the noise. There it was: grandfather's pendulum still swinging, but no dong striking on the hour.
I was working on something in the garage at home. We have 4 bikes in there. One of the bike bells rang on its own. A few days later I was standing on the opposite side of the kitchen from where the garbage disposal is located. Suddenly the disposal turned on for a second.
I woke up in the middle of the night to someone standing next to my bed. I thought I knew who it was (a friend & this person shared the same physique), but remembered that they don't drive, and I have never given them my address.
I talked to my parents in the morning, but they had never woken up. Besides, this person was rail thin. **Definitely** neither my mom nor dad.
I still don't know 100% of all that happened. The night was a blur. I remember only bits and pieces.
I've heard a theory that sleep paralysis demons, IF they exist, are not actually supernatural creatures, but rather the astral forms of other humans who want to hurt us, maybe even just subconsciously, maybe while they're also asleep. The theory was put forth by someone who recognized her 'hag', and it looked like a girl who she knew didn't like her very much.
Load More Replies...Nothing supernatural involved but when I was going through a divorce, my soon-to-be ex-husband moved out of house. One night I woke up to him standing in the corner of my bedroom, watching me sleep. He said "sometimes I think it would be easier on me if you were dead" then left. He had let himself in the house and I have no idea how long he had been watching me sleep. Glad I woke up. Don't know what would have happened.
I was tossing and turning in bed one night, fretting over some upcoming school exam. I got out of bed, planning on going to the kitchen, but I was stopped in my tracks as if I had run into a person. I was alone. My Uncle Jake had passed away weeks prior, in another state. I didn't really know him but I was told I was his favorite. I believe I literally bumped into my Uncle's spirit. I hadn't been thinking about him but I know it was him. I got back into bed because my uncle wanted me to stop worrying and get some sleep. I passed my exam.
I was doing an overnight shift at a group home for people with disabilities in 2009, a normal 3-bedroom, one-story house with a basement. I was sitting on the couch reading at around 2330 when suddenly a banshee-like scream is unleashed from a couple meters away. It went on for a good ten seconds, and I was petrified. I finally work up the nerve to check on the guys, and they're all fast asleep and tell me they didn't hear anything. I finally start to calm down when about an hour later there's a series of random, loud knocks on the wall of the basement stairs. I had been down there earlier, and there was definitely nobody there. It happened again a few minutes later, then the rest of the night was normal and quiet. I definitely slept with the lights on.
Have someone died in your family after this? Because hearing the banshee scream means huge calamity.
Load More Replies...Most of these can be explained by infra sound. It causes you to hallucinate and experience feelings of dread: https://www.nbcnews.com/id/wbna3077192
When I was little, I used to get two different, specific audible hallucinations fairly frequently. One kind would happen whenever I laid down to go to sleep. I would hear the most beautiful, unearthly music. I thought it was angels singing. Even now, I've never heard anything like it in real life. I stopped being able to hear the music at a fairly young age, and I missed being able to listen to it once I realized I couldn't hear it anymore. The other hallucination would happen while I was awake. I would always hear people talking just in the next room. I could never make out what they were saying, just the babbling tones of conversation. It was always at night, always when I was alone, and only ever happened in a few specific rooms of the house. I didn't start hearing this until I was probably 6 or 7, old enough to remember thinking it was odd when it happened for the first time. I thought my parents must be having a conversation, or were watching tv. Went to check, only to realize they were elsewhere. The voices would always stop as soon as I'd round the corner, as if the ambient sounds of the walls had shifted around enough to break the illusion. It didn't scare me, I just decided that it must be a trick of my ears, and I assumed probably everybody experienced it sometimes. I would hear it a lot, almost nightly, and even though I was aware of this phenomenon, it was still pretty confusing, since I could never be sure when it wasn't actually my parents. I was always getting thrown for a loop when I'd think my parents were somewhere, only to realize it was just my ear-thing when I'd go to talk to them. That they were actually in a different room, or gone, or asleep. I thought I had grown out of It by the time I turned 18, around the time I moved out of that house. However, my parents still live there, and I still hear it sometimes when I go stay for a visit. I never hear it anywhere else, only there.
I used to get this too, especially the music, yknow the kind that sounds like church chanting?
Load More Replies...So bit of background I live with approximately 78 haunted “artifacts” probably more I don’t know of (father won’t tell) and three ghost, so one of the ghost Diana like to hum at around 7-9 pm not that bad right, it’s a hell of of a lot worse when you have not entered in a REM cycle in months( yes went to doctor, body not exerted enough, heart condition etc) so it sounds horrifying, but it’s just my head messing with me. Mind that there is a humming ghost girl, it’s just my slept deprivation is make it it 3x worse then it actually is
One time I was alone in my room, no one else in my house. I have a loft bed (for anyone who doesn't know, kinda like a bunk bed but replace the bottom bunk with a desk/shelf area). I was sitting in my bed, and suddenly directly underneath me I hear a loud bang. I turned the lights on so damn fast (I luckily have a lamp accessible from the bed) and looked underneath but there was nothing there, and nothing out of place. Not to mention the fact that 2 items have gone missing in my house since we moved in. A pen cap and a car seat buckle. We spent several days and tore up the entire house looking for the second one, but never found either.
Just last night, my dog, who sleeps on my bed, started breathing very heavily. Like hyperventilating. I was really scared for her! I let her out into our back yard, thinking she just needs to pee and things will be fine, but she hid from me! Humans currently can't use that door because the stairs can only hold like 60 pounds, so I went to the other door. It was open. After I went through, I closed it, obviously, and my dog was totally fine. She acted like nothing had happened.
It was night time. My sister, my mum and I were lying on a bed at my uncle's house, getting ready to sleep. The room was quite dark when the light was turned off. Suddenly, my sister and I saw a dark figure walking towards the door. Thinking that it was our mum, she asked, "Ma, why are you going out?" It turned out that our mum was still in bed. Whatever the figure was, it wasn't our mum.
I swear that I still feel my kitten, Bandit!, who passed away running on my bed. There's literally nothing that could make my bed do that.
Nothing supernatural involved but when I was going through a divorce, my soon-to-be ex-husband moved out of house. One night I woke up to him standing in the corner of my bedroom, watching me sleep. He said "sometimes I think it would be easier on me if you were dead" then left. He had let himself in the house and I have no idea how long he had been watching me sleep. Glad I woke up. Don't know what would have happened.
I was tossing and turning in bed one night, fretting over some upcoming school exam. I got out of bed, planning on going to the kitchen, but I was stopped in my tracks as if I had run into a person. I was alone. My Uncle Jake had passed away weeks prior, in another state. I didn't really know him but I was told I was his favorite. I believe I literally bumped into my Uncle's spirit. I hadn't been thinking about him but I know it was him. I got back into bed because my uncle wanted me to stop worrying and get some sleep. I passed my exam.
I was doing an overnight shift at a group home for people with disabilities in 2009, a normal 3-bedroom, one-story house with a basement. I was sitting on the couch reading at around 2330 when suddenly a banshee-like scream is unleashed from a couple meters away. It went on for a good ten seconds, and I was petrified. I finally work up the nerve to check on the guys, and they're all fast asleep and tell me they didn't hear anything. I finally start to calm down when about an hour later there's a series of random, loud knocks on the wall of the basement stairs. I had been down there earlier, and there was definitely nobody there. It happened again a few minutes later, then the rest of the night was normal and quiet. I definitely slept with the lights on.
Have someone died in your family after this? Because hearing the banshee scream means huge calamity.
Load More Replies...Most of these can be explained by infra sound. It causes you to hallucinate and experience feelings of dread: https://www.nbcnews.com/id/wbna3077192
When I was little, I used to get two different, specific audible hallucinations fairly frequently. One kind would happen whenever I laid down to go to sleep. I would hear the most beautiful, unearthly music. I thought it was angels singing. Even now, I've never heard anything like it in real life. I stopped being able to hear the music at a fairly young age, and I missed being able to listen to it once I realized I couldn't hear it anymore. The other hallucination would happen while I was awake. I would always hear people talking just in the next room. I could never make out what they were saying, just the babbling tones of conversation. It was always at night, always when I was alone, and only ever happened in a few specific rooms of the house. I didn't start hearing this until I was probably 6 or 7, old enough to remember thinking it was odd when it happened for the first time. I thought my parents must be having a conversation, or were watching tv. Went to check, only to realize they were elsewhere. The voices would always stop as soon as I'd round the corner, as if the ambient sounds of the walls had shifted around enough to break the illusion. It didn't scare me, I just decided that it must be a trick of my ears, and I assumed probably everybody experienced it sometimes. I would hear it a lot, almost nightly, and even though I was aware of this phenomenon, it was still pretty confusing, since I could never be sure when it wasn't actually my parents. I was always getting thrown for a loop when I'd think my parents were somewhere, only to realize it was just my ear-thing when I'd go to talk to them. That they were actually in a different room, or gone, or asleep. I thought I had grown out of It by the time I turned 18, around the time I moved out of that house. However, my parents still live there, and I still hear it sometimes when I go stay for a visit. I never hear it anywhere else, only there.
I used to get this too, especially the music, yknow the kind that sounds like church chanting?
Load More Replies...So bit of background I live with approximately 78 haunted “artifacts” probably more I don’t know of (father won’t tell) and three ghost, so one of the ghost Diana like to hum at around 7-9 pm not that bad right, it’s a hell of of a lot worse when you have not entered in a REM cycle in months( yes went to doctor, body not exerted enough, heart condition etc) so it sounds horrifying, but it’s just my head messing with me. Mind that there is a humming ghost girl, it’s just my slept deprivation is make it it 3x worse then it actually is
One time I was alone in my room, no one else in my house. I have a loft bed (for anyone who doesn't know, kinda like a bunk bed but replace the bottom bunk with a desk/shelf area). I was sitting in my bed, and suddenly directly underneath me I hear a loud bang. I turned the lights on so damn fast (I luckily have a lamp accessible from the bed) and looked underneath but there was nothing there, and nothing out of place. Not to mention the fact that 2 items have gone missing in my house since we moved in. A pen cap and a car seat buckle. We spent several days and tore up the entire house looking for the second one, but never found either.
Just last night, my dog, who sleeps on my bed, started breathing very heavily. Like hyperventilating. I was really scared for her! I let her out into our back yard, thinking she just needs to pee and things will be fine, but she hid from me! Humans currently can't use that door because the stairs can only hold like 60 pounds, so I went to the other door. It was open. After I went through, I closed it, obviously, and my dog was totally fine. She acted like nothing had happened.
It was night time. My sister, my mum and I were lying on a bed at my uncle's house, getting ready to sleep. The room was quite dark when the light was turned off. Suddenly, my sister and I saw a dark figure walking towards the door. Thinking that it was our mum, she asked, "Ma, why are you going out?" It turned out that our mum was still in bed. Whatever the figure was, it wasn't our mum.
I swear that I still feel my kitten, Bandit!, who passed away running on my bed. There's literally nothing that could make my bed do that.
