Let us ask you just one question: if there's something strange in your neighborhood, who are you gonna call? No, in fact, it will most likely be one of your relatives or friends, and not ghost busters at all, but in any case, you will remember this moment for a long time. For a long time, if not forever.
Humanity has come a long way through evolution since those distant times, when the night was dark and full of terrors, when there were so many completely incomprehensible, and therefore frightening, things around. Now we already know so much, we can explain almost any natural or psychological phenomenon... and still, as soon as the sun goes down, our primal fears wake up, and we realize how much we really don’t understand yet.
Hence the popularity of various mystical books, films and TV shows. Indeed, the creepy tales told in a trembling voice by the flickering light of the hearth have been replaced by urban legends and no less weird stories from Twitter, Reddit and various internet forums.
For example, five years ago, the AskReddit community asked this question: "What’s the most X-Files like experience you’ve had in real life?" The result was over 18.3K upvotes and almost 8K comments with strange stories for every taste, from poltergeists and ghosts to aliens and physical phenomena that are completely inexplicable from the point of view of contemporary physics.
And even if we assume that most of these stories are complete fiction, and half of the rest are just a play of the imagination, we will still get several dozen amazing tales that are difficult to understand and even more difficult to explain.
So Bored Panda just put together for you a selection of the most popular, weird and creepy stories from the original thread, and now please feel free to scroll to the very end, tag your favorite submissions and, of course, tell your own stories in the comments below. At least now you know exactly who you're gonna write if there's something strange in your neighborhood...
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My wife calling my name, nothing unusual about that, except that I did not hear it with my ears, as I was listening to Led Zeppelin's "In My Time Of Dying" on the stereo, and it was cranked up. I heard it in my mind. I walked to the bathroom as I knew my wife was taking a bath. I found her face down in the water, she was unconscious, having suffered an epileptic seizure. Fortunately, I found her in time.
I reckon love can give you a natural instinct to know when your loved one is in danger. Like between family members, like a parent and their child
I was 6 and my brother was ten. We had a 21 year old foster brother who lived with us off and on. One night I woke up to see him standing in the doorway of my room, checking on me. I said his name in a questioning voice. He said, “It’s okay. Go back to sleep.”
Around the same time, my brother woke up in tears. He said he’d had a dream about a knight standing on a hill, and it made him feel very sad.
Turns out our brother died in a car crash that evening.
Every year on my birthday for the first 20 years of my life I woke up at the exact time I was born. 5:56am EST.
When I was stationed in the UK I woke up at 10:56am and thought, "huh, broke the streak..." until I realized I was 5 hours ahead...
That’s… if wow. Being born is just awaking for the first time I guess
Let me preface this with my morning routine: Wake up at 4:30 am. Out the Door by 5:15 am. Clock in at work 5:5x am. Never fails unless major traffic incident on the highway. Anyhow, one morning this past August, I am out the door as usual, minimal traffic on the road. Boss calls half way through my commute, "Hey, you coming in?" and I say "Yeah, why do you ask?". Boss "well its 6:30 am and you usually call if you're going to be late". I look at my dashboard and yup. It's 6:30am. Somewhere between leaving my door and getting on the road I lost about 1 hour.
Edit: Alright guys, your replies are scarier. Absence seizures, Carbon Monoxide, Secret DST, Alzheimer’s.
Edit 2: Not Daylight Savings. Happened this past August.
Edit 3: I am taking your advice and visiting my GP for a check-up and referral.
That’s kind of weird. I’m curious as to what happened though
Growing up my brother beat the s**t out of me constantly. Like, cut eyes, bloody noses, police called beatings.
One day at the library I was reading a book about some tribe who believed you could go into people's dreams and cast a sickness on them. So I did all the pre-dream ground work described in the book and that night I went to sleep and had a dream.
In the dream I was at one end of a long road and my brother was at the other end. I lifted my hand and pointed at him, "I cast a sickness on you."
The next day we're watching TV and he said, "I feel like s**t."
"You have mono." I don't even know why I thought of that, but it was the first thing that came to mind.
"F**k you b***h" was all he said and the conversation was over.
A week later it turns out he DID HAVE MONO.
I was freaked out. I was pretty sure I was a witch and would burn in hell.
Now that I'm not 15 and an idiot, I assume it was just the creepiest coincidence ever.
I hope he stopped with the abuse towards you after that. What a terrible way to have to go through your younger years.
My close friend lived in NYC, and she was driving with some cousins and got in an accident. This is about 2 am Sunday morning, I'm dead sleep. I dreamt the entire crash, and the scream from when they hit the median woke me up. It sounded like she was right next to me, screaming in my ear. As i got my phone to call her and check, she called me. I told her bits and pieces of what i had seen, but she figured i had guessed everything.
Until i described the dress she had on, and she freaked out because she had never shown me the dress, she had just bought it, and i even knew there's was a tag still on it.
I’ve had dreams about the future before, even people wearing the clothes I’ve never ever seen them wear appear in my dreams and then what I’ve dreamt happens the next day. It’s freaky and I have no clue why it happens but never dreaming about the present. I hope your friend was fine in that accident though. Didn’t sound very pleasant
I driving down the highway about 3am when a semi truck pulled alongside me then swerved into my lane running me off the road and down a very steep incline. I remember going over I gunned the engine Why I don't know), but as I was going downhill I kept telling myself to step on the break. I couldn't move it was like someone was holding my foot down. Then I heard this voice tell me ok now you can step on the break. Neither my infant daughter nor myself were injured and the only damage to the car was a hole in the oil pan. Both the tow truck and the highway patrol officer was incredulous that I didn't roll the car. They told me if I had tried to stop any sooner than I did I would have probably [end] us both.
Oh okay. This one scarred me for a couple of months.
When I was in high school, a guy and I got into an argument, he socked me in the jaw, and started to fall to the floor. When I hit the floor, I instantly transported to a dinner table at which I was an adult. There was a woman sitting across from me, with a toddler boy and a preteen girl. I got a good look of my surroundings; a relatively modern house, with what looked like two floors. I felt like I belonged here, like I had some sort of emotional connection with all the people in the room (especially the kids). Then, the woman (my wife?) asked me a question. When I opened my mouth, I threw up all over the table and woke up in a stretcher in an ambulance.
Hours later, I found out I just had a minor concussion. For a while, i felt like I left a part of my life behind; even if it was only for a bleak moment in that world. To this day, I can still clearly remember all their faces and what the house looked like.
I thought it was going to say he later grew up, lived in a house exactly like that with the same wife and children
Ghost car.
I worked the overnight shift at an AM radio station back in the 90s. Saw a car come down the driveway to the parking lot. Went out to see who it was and the car was just gone.
I would have seen if it had turned around or backed out.
Thought I was going nuts until the announcer strolled out of the studio and said "What happened to that car?".
In my hometown area there is a ghost story about a large grey bull that roams the local farms and bellows when seen only to vanish into thin air.
When I was a boy in the scouts I heard that story at a meeting and it made my blood run cold and gave a distinct taste of salt in my mouth. One of my earlier memories was being in the bottom of our fields at home and walking back uphill towards our house, I looked up and in front of me was a gigantic greyish-blue bull standing between me and the house. I had never seen it before and we didn't have cows, so when it bellowed I turned tail and ran down through the field. When I looked back behind me, in a wide open field with nowhere to go, it was gone. My grandmother didn't believe me of course, but years later she was our den mother, and when that story was being told I looked up at her across the room and she was already looking at me and white as a ghost.
I stole a picture from one of the historic houses in old town San Diego on Halloween for fun with my girlfriend. Picture was painted in the 1800's. It was Jesus praying in a hallway, upon closer examination there was an alternate black devil looking Jesus hidden I the shadows of the painting. Took it home and put it in the closet.
Randomly on nights I would smell the worst smell in the world and wake up and see what looked like a black smoke cloud. I moved three times and still saw the same shut. Finally my roommate saw the same thing so I knew I wasn't crazy.
Long story short. I brought the picture back to where I got it and told one of the employees what I did and apologized and she replied "don't worry they always come back to us"
And this is why you don't steal from historical sites. They will haunt you.
I saw my mom holding my baby sister in her arms and taking her to bed. Not weird, right? My mom was still pregnant with my sister at that time. I went to kitchen and saw her still in there. Still pregnant. I didn't even bother going to bedroom to see who just went in there. Just nope. Stay in living room and mind my own business.
I had a dream about a friend reading stories to an adorable little girl who was wearing pink sandals. Friend is currently pregnant. I'm waiting to see if my dream turns out to be right!
There are two.
And if I told people who know me this, they would just laugh and think I was pulling their leg.
When I was a little kid I could see into the hallway that connected my room to the house. it was a short hallway, maybe 8 feet long.
I just happened to wake up for whatever reason, and an orb of light SHOT down the hallway, literally in a flash. It was so fast, all I could tell was it was an orb of light.
At first I thought it was a reflected car headlight or something, but we live WAAAYYY out in the country and there were no cars in the drive where. Plus there was no way light could reflect back into that hallway (three walls of the house are embedded in the hill, very energy efficient).
The 2nd was about 8 years ago. I had a job as a security guard in a hundred plus year old building. A cop had been shot to death on the stairs 60 years ago, and the stairs are about 6 feet from my watch desk in the center of the middle floor of this building.
We were open until midnight each night, and usually no one came in, but the staff sometimes worked late. So when I heard someone walking down the stairs (HUGE wooden stair well that terraces and splits to go up another level) I didn't really think anything of it.
The footsteps stop at my desk, so I close my shift report and look up. Nothing. No one, no thing, no change, nada....
I thought I was hallucinating due to lack of sleep, so I played along with my delirium. I went back to filling out my report. On a lark I said " I have no idea what you looking to do, but were both stuck here. If you don't mind, I have a report to fill out, please excuse me."
About ten seconds later, the steps started away from me going back up the stairs. I was terrified, way to scared to actually look back up.
But after that, I never had another issue in the building. Weird.
Was I freaking out, or did I crack up a 60 year dead cop ghost? Who knows, really....
Bro if I ever experience anything paranormal I’m going to respond with something like that. Just tell them I’m busy or something. Yes.
Nothing too crazy, but definitely creeped my wife and I out:
We have a Wii. The sensor bar is on the TV stand directly in front of the TV... as is anyones...
We dont have the cord wrapped up or anything it just hangs behind the TV in a jumble.
One night we were watching TV cuddling on the couch, when suddenly, the Wii sensor bar literally flies across the room til it got to the end of its length and fell to the floor.
Like someone had grabbed it and chucked it across the room.
We could find no explanation for this whatsoever. We had a cat and a dog at the time but cat was sleeping in another room, and dog was on the couch with us.
We did have several birthday cards on top of the TV on display and one of them was on the ground, so the only thing I could think was that somehow we missed the card falling and it hit the cord and viola!
I tried for 10 minutes to throw that card as hard as I could at that cord and it didnt even move the bar from its place on the TV stand.
Eventually we just chalked it up to "WTF?!" and moved on, but it was definitely weird.
Could have been the cat woke up, chose violence, then immediately went back to sleep. As cats do. 😂
It's been long said that there is a curse on my family. Sometimes, I'm inclined to believe it. We've had countless tragedies. One night, I had a dream that I was picking wild flowers in a field. Four tornados from every direction came at me. I woke up with a fever. I started having lady pains that my doctor thought was a uti, I was given rounds of antibiotics. I'd get better and then get sick again. I started wasting away until the day my sister came over got me cleaned up and carried me to her car and brought me to the hospital. They did an ultrasound and found a large mass on one of my ovaries. Surgery was planned immediately.
I remember waking up in the hospital room and all around me were shadows, but comforting ones. The doctor came in and was dumbfounded as to why it happened, he said it was like concrete around my ovary. I went home but I couldn't sleep. My mother still felt something was off. She made an appointment with a medicine man, we are indigenous.
He knew nothing before hand and smoked a pipe and prayed. He said a dark woman threw tobacco she cursed in my path and I stepped on it. He pointed to my left side which is where the infection was. He said you still feel it don't you? I said, yes. He had me lay down and used these bones and placed them over my left side. He started to vomit a yellow substance. He smudged me with sage and gave me teas to drink. It was over.
The weirdest part? The doctor told me the infection over my ovary was yellow in colour. I never had problems like that again. That night I went home and slept for 12 hours.
Our family knows who did it, their family have hated ours for many decades. It was over a man. The woman who did it is now dead. Good riddance.
When I was a child, while waiting for the bus I was very nearly attacked by the biggest, blackest, meanest dog I have ever seen, until an equally big white dog came out of nowhere to my defense while I ran back inside. It has made me think a lot about angels and demons, and I have never been sure what to believe since it happened.
I’ve heard a story about the Welsh flag. My Nan told me she read this story about the reason why a red dragon is on it and because that dragon protected wales in a time of great danger from another dragon
When I was 19 and my best friend was 20 (we are nearly 40 now), we were driving back to my house after visiting someone at work. We were on a somewhat busy road. It was getting dark but wasn't quite dark yet. There were street lights and business lights everywhere so visabilty was still great. This road was 3 lanes in each direction and there was a concrete median dividing the traffic. I was in the left lane next to the median, and a traffic light was coming up. I saw a man standing in the median a good way before where the cross walk for the light would be. It instantly made me nervous. As soon as I thought that, he stepped out to cross the street. My best friend and I both instantly braced for impact as I slammed on my brakes. We went through him. We didn't hit him and because there was a car to my right I wasn't able to swerve out of my lane to avoid hitting the man. I looked in my rear-view and there wasn't anyone there. I had come to a complete stop and we physically turned around in our seats to see how he had jumped out of the way. There was no one there and no way he could have ran off or hidden anywhere that fast. We both turned toward to each other and almost in sync asked each other "did you see that man". We both saw the same thing. A man(couldn't decribe his face, but it was a man's form and both of us remember being confused as to why be was wearing a white robe, and both being terrified that he stepped out in front of us, like he was commiting suicide. I had a baby in the back seat. She was about 3 months old. She had been crying diring the drive and went silent when we came to a screeching stop which added to the weirdness of it all. We still bring it up occasionally and neither of us can come up with an explanation for what we saw other than something supernatural. Also, we both saw the white cloth fling across the windshield, like he was hitting it. But there was no impact, nothing. It was like he went through the car.
Gandalf, stop playing your tricks. Someone could've been seriously hurt.
When I was a teenager, multiple times I could've sworn that I heard a woman calling for help during the evening while I would be standing outside of my parent's house. It was always just loud enough though that I would stop what I was doing to listen and then dismiss it after I didn't hear anything else. I mentioned it to my friend at the time in passing, he got all serious and told me he had thought he heard the same thing on multiple occasions while leaving my parent's house. We got all freaked out and were thinking it was some weird x-files thing. Now that I'm older, know how f****d up the world is, and reflect on the fact that my hometown had meth problem I feel like it's much more probable that it was actually domestic violence. Now I just feel bad that I may have heard someone who actually needed help and dismissed it as "just hearing things", and I feel even worse thinking about the fact that I probably couldn't have done anything to help even if I had taken it seriously.
I live out in the middle of nowhere. There are houses around but not close. A couple of times late at night we have heard what sounds like a woman screaming. As we are out in the country, sounds echo throughout. I hope it was just an owl or something and not actually a woman. It was a spine chilling sound. We do know the folks around here and they seem decent, I really hope none are in abusive situations.
I'm not quite sure what to classify this as. People I've spoken with about this experience have theories that it could be anything from a lucid dream, to the bizarre and supernatural.
My in-laws annually rent a cottage in the summer for the whole family to come together. My wife is from a family of 3 boys and a girl, and most everyone is married with kids. Needless to say the cottages are typically quite large, and even then things get cozy.
That said it was just another night in a new place. The bedroom we had faced the front of the house, and was right above the porch. it was one of those structures where the steep slant of the roof affected the upper rooms, and we were right under the steeple. It's well after midnight and everyone is settling down for bed. I think my wife had dozed off an hour or so prior (as she usually does), and I was left to my own devices.
I was feeling tired after reading and decided to tuck in for the night. Lights out, book down - good night. Here's where things that a bit odd.
A handful of hours later, likely in the 3am 4am time slot I woke up with a start. Not entirely unnatural as I fall into either a feather light sleep, or the type of sleep that could survive a Tornado. Across from me, tucked in just under the lowest part of the roof slant is a large man. Now my youngest brother-in-law stands at 6'4" and is a heavy-set dude. At a glance this is who I thought was standing in the room.
I sit up in bed and look at him. Confused I say "Andy, what are you doing in here?" The longer I look at this person the more I realize it couldn't possibly be my brother-in-law. Forget the creep factor of if it was him, this would then be a completely different story...
The reasons I concluded that this was not him were as follows:
1. The angle of the roof appeared to intersect with the upper torso of the figure, yet I somehow felt as if I could perceive the entire figure. It was like looking at a really trippy optical illusion. I could see the full person, but my brain also in some way identified that it was impossible to visualize someone as large as I thought I was seeing, when the only clearance that portion of the room offered was 4 feet max.
2. The second reason was that the clothing was off, the face was heavily bearded, and....well s**t the face looked like it was decaying. The second I became aware of this I felt a wave of incredible terror wash over me. I swear to whatever God you do or do not believe in that this thing turned toward me in what seemed like slow motion - and then faster than I could perceive it was right next to the bed. I remember nothing more of the night after that.
Want to up the creep factor? Sure why not.
My mother-in-law a true blooded Hungarian, whom I often jest is a gypsy - is sitting across from me having breakfast the next morning. She looks at me and quietly asks "What can you tell me about your visitor last night?"
I had no words. I eventually told her what little I remembered, and she just smiled and nodded. We never spoke of it again.
**tl;dr - either ghosts are real or I'm crazy as f**k! Also gypsy mother-in-laws are not to be trifled with.**
**edit:**
Several folks wanted some follow up with the MIL, and as promised here are the new details.
She originally asked me about the visitor because (she swears she told me this, and may well have, as I mentioned it was at a cottage and after this experience copious amounts of alcohol was relied on to ensure I slept soundly for the remainder of the week) she saw the visitor too.
She has worse eyesight than me, and what she describes to me is more of a vague silhouette than what I saw. Apparently shortly after seeing this she heard me speaking in my room (that would have been me asking what I thought was my BIL what he was doing in my room). Her "gut feeling" was that I saw what she saw.
She is searching for the address to look into it further, but her gut tells her that something happened in the house. Now I say gut but she's a big believer in the supernatural. The first day we met she commented on my "aura", and regularly spouts feelings of some sort or another on future events. Sometimes she right, sometimes she's not. I tend not to judge and just accept her beliefs as a part of who she is.
I like that you don’t judge her and just accept her and her personality and who she is
This happened when I was either 8 or 9. It involves a weird incident with my twin brother, and for a long long time afterwards I thought I had dreamt it.
So it was early evening after the sun had gone down, and I was downstairs in the living room watching tv. My brother was up in our bedroom reading. At some point this really uncomfortable feeling came over me, and I thought that my brother needed my help. I go upstairs, and our bedroom at the time was at the end of the hallway. As I walked down the hallway, and I'm standing right outside our door and right as I go to knock I hear a voice say "I have to leave now".
He opened the door said "I think someone was outside the window talking to me, but I the only thing I heard was that they had to leave." We were both creeped out, and told our mom what happened, but nothing ever came of it.
For a long long time I thought I had dreamt this, but a few years ago my brother asked me "Hey, remember that time when we were kids and someone was talking to me through the bedroom window? Remember how he left right when you came in the room? What the hell was that?"
Because he remember it exactly the way I do I'm convinced this really happened.
I like though the natural instinct you felt, like you felt something was wrong and it was involving your twin brother so you immediately thought “oh I need to check on him”
I have a friend who once told me about a time when he was in his teens. He slept in a bunk bed with his brother in the lower bunk.
He said he dreamt a demon wearing the skin of a man threatened to [take his brother's life]. In order to save him, he somehow managed to procure a knife and put the knife to the neck of the demon. The demon tells him, "the only way to rid evil is through evil". He hesitated and woke up to find he was pressing a butcher knife under the neck of his younger brother.
He was still sleeping, fortunately, but when he awoke, he told the same dream exactly, except he was attacked by his brother in the dream and said the exact same thing, "the only way to rid evil is through evil".
Nothing similar happened after that and it gave him some serious issues that led him to go through psychotherapy for a while.
I can't say if it's true or not. As far as I know he made the whole thing up, but I don't think so as he was reluctant to mention it.
When I was a freshman in high school I was up early to get ready for school. My brothers slept till 730 but I was dressed by 7:15 or something. Call it me trying wayyy to hard. We live in the middle of no where, on my family farm. My neighbor is my grandma and the other my aunt. Each a good half mile apart.
I was putting on my make up, the sun was up and I was 100% awake. I saw something outside my window. One of the blinds had been tilted so you could see out even with the blinds pulled. I thought it was our cat so I peeked out the blinds to be sure, I was going to pull the blinds open and scare it, but when I peeked out I saw a boy. He had blond hair, wore a white long sleeved shirt like some under shirt from the 18th century and tan pants. I watched him look toward the sun, look left then over his shoulder. At that point I got mad. I thought this kid couldn’t be more than 12 or 13 and here he was trying to peek in on me.
I stomped out side ready to grab this little s**t by his ear and find out who he was and what he was doing. I get out side and he’s gone. There’s not many places he could hide but there weren’t any foot prints in the dew covered grass. I started to think about it and the kid wasn’t tall enough to reach the crooked blind and there wasn’t anything for him to stand on. I quickly went around the well house, and tried look for foot prints anywhere but saw no trace of the boy.
I went in the house and back to my room and passed my brothers room and saw they were both still asleep. They both have dark brown almost black hair.
It’s been almost 20 years since that happened but I’ll never forget that kid. I also can’t remember his eyes when I tried to picture them. So in my memory his eyes are black. I do remember how he stood slightly crouched, his clothes, his hair, even how he turned but never his eyes....
5 friends and I we're playing flashlight tag/hide and seek and his huge farm. Across the pond, he has nothing but forest. We're all playing, and two of us (my friend and I) have these sweet walkie talkies. Both of us, plus another were afraid to go into the forest, but the 3 of us decided to go in since we could hide forever in there. We go in, and split up. Me by myself, and the two others together. With the walkie talkies, we were talking for maybe 30 minutes back and forth, pretty stoked about our hiding spots. I even went up a tree and bit and found the perfect little nook to just chill in. About another 20 minutes goes by and I haven't heard from them. I walkie in, and nothing. Ok, maybe he didn't hear it. I walkie again. This time, I get a beep back. It stayed live for about 5 seconds. Are these things working? I tried again, and this time, I heard a distinct breathing. Alright well they have to be messing with me. Even so, it was freaking me out. I hop out of the tree and start heading back towards the house. As soon as I get down, I start hearing a howling. I thought it was coyotes but there was something off about it. It sounded just like someone in the distance howling, like a coyote. I was starting to get really freaked out by this point so I high tail it back towards the house. I kept hearing the howling and could swear it was getting closer. I picked up pace and started running towards the edge of the tree line. As soon as I crossed it, the walkie sounded again and there was a cackle. Like, Witch cackle. I have never ran faster up to the house. Once I was back up, I met up with one of the friends who were "seeking" and told them about it. "Dude ___ and ____ are still out there, they definitively freaked me out." He goes "uhh they're back here, they said they lost track of you and just came back thinking you already came back." Turns out, they came back but lost the walkie coming back. So, something found the walkie. Or I was just hearing things.
TL;DR: Went into woods with friends and walkie talkies. Witch found walkie and f****d with me.
I walked the two miles home from my closing shift at taco bell, the whole time I felt uneasy. When I get home I have a brief moment of relief as I shut and lock the door. I still lived with my folks back then in their split-foyer house, the basement on the front of the house was half underground, while the back is not.
So at the entryway I turn on the basement light for a second, to make sure the floor is clear of my brothers toys, after confirming it was I turned off the light and walked down the stairs.
Sometimes you get that sensation in the corner of your eye, that something's there, and before you realize what's going on, your staring some*thing* outside the window. I only saw red, glowing red eyes, staring back at me.
I was frozen, it had to've been over seven feet tall, then I bolted into my room, got under the covers and stayed there for a few minutes hoping I was just imagining it.
Then the back porch door opened, and my dog who was kenneled right next to the inside door to that same porch starts going apes**t. Thank God for that, I thought, as I heard the porch door open and close again.
TL;DR: when I was a kid, a monster almost got me, but my dog chased it off.
We're all convinced that something is going on in the flat above the one my parents have lived in since 2002. For starters, all of us (me, my siblings, our parents, as well as some of our neighbors) occasionally heard furniture being dragged across the floor when no one was currently living there. Sometimes we'd hear the footfalls of a running child as well. There is also the fact that in the years since we moved there, two different married couples lived there, both divorced within a year. A third couple came the brink of divorce to the point where they stopped living together for a while (she went to her parents' home I think and he also went to stay somewhere else), apparently in their time away they mended things and, after hearing stories about that flat, decided to move out (no idea if they're still together as of now). Actually before I moved out in 2009 a couple was remodeling it, apparently spent a ton of money on it but their relationship fell apart and they never got married.
I know the pictures aren't related, but these aren't even close to being flats. They are the Liver Buidlings of Liverpool
When I was very young my family lived in the middle of nowhere in an old, two story house and for almost a year weird stuff would happen. My older sister and I shared a room upstairs and sometimes we'd wake up to things crashing downstairs. Our parents would run upstairs top check on us because the kitchen would be trashed, pots and pans flung everywhere, and they wanted to make sure we were okay. Apparently they'd find me talking to nobody often and I would tell them about my friend who was another little girl that lived in our house with us. I would explain to them she lived there before us and she was mad we were moving before mom was having the baby. They thought I just had an imaginary friend but the wall paper in the bathroom would be torn and dishes all over the floor in the morning. I don't remember any of this but the mess and a faint memory of what a girl looked like that I know I didn't go to school with. My mom swears she saw the girl I described standing in our kitchen one night looking very sad. I don't know if my parents were messing with my sister and I or what but they waited for my brother to be born before we moved so who knows.
I seriously doubt your parents were messing with you and your sister.
When I was younger I was really into looking at creepy places with my friends. Mostly would find nothing, just strange shadows or sounds that we would convince ourselves was much more.
One night we went down to [Witch road] as we heard there was a strange cabin in the woods that was supposedly terrifying. Generally we did a lot of research on these places to learn about them, what other people have seen or experienced, but this time we did none of that.
Found the address, printed out the mapquest directions and took on the road. The road is truly out in the middle of nowhere surrounded by woods. It was about 8:15 midsummer when we parked on the side of the road just as it was turning dusk. We got out of the car and headed to the trunk to get our flashlights and backpacks.
We rounded the end of the car and I saw the cabin. I gestured to my friends to look at the cabin. Just then we saw what looked to be an orb that was slowly moving towards us. It was far enough in the distance that we couldn't make out distinctly what the shape was. It wasn't scary, didn't make me anxious, it did the opposite I was incredibly intrigued and curious. I started walking into the woods, leaving behind my backpack and flashlight, my friends closely followed.
Breaking the silence we heard a crashing through the woods as a man appeared running towards us holding a lantern and telling us that we had to leave. We asked no questions and headed back to the car. The adventure was over.
We were all silent and in a daze driving away. Until my friend said, wait did that guy have a f*****g lantern? What year is he from?
Still a strange weird moment in my life.
Lost time.
My brother was helping me across the country. We borrowed a van and loaded everything up for the last trip. Just before we left I checked my watch and called my gf that we would be hitting the road soon. My brothee checked the kitchen clock but only told me later he did.
We set out but couldn't do more than 80 km/h because of the load. When we took the offramp of my new city my brother told me he couldn't remember the trip, when I thought about it, neither could I. We both thought we where tired and thought nothing of it. However when we arrived at my new house my gf asked if I broke the speedlimit because we where almost an hour early. When retracing the route, my brother and I both agreed that we can remember passing a certain gasstation and nothing thereafter, until the offramp.
To this day we have no clue what happened during that hour we're missing or how we could have traveled that fast. Not with any car or van atleast.
Now at the beginning I wrote we both independently checked for time, this is important for us because one time source could have been wrong but not both. Also I called before we left which limits the time we could use to travel.
Since then we have never experienced any weirdness like it or otherwise. I don't have any weird memories or dreams, no piece(s) of metal lodged under my skin, etc. Just an hour I lost.
I’d say an hour gained if you were there an hour early
One day I'm over at a friend's house and we go in to the kitchen to do something, both him and I are moving around the kitchen All of a sudden we hear a pop and then there is a small spot of orange gooey stuff on my friends shirt. To this day we have no idea what it was. Looked around the entire kitchen and didn't find anything that looked similar to the goo. We just chalked it up to an inter-dimensional being jizzing on my friend.
Six years ago, I was hanging out with my siblings in our yard during a clear, sunny day around high noon, and I suddenly caught something moving in the sky out of the corner of my eye. When I turned to get a better look, I couldn’t reconcile what the f**k I was seeing. It was a metal cube just ... gliding through the air pretty high up. I proceeded to absolutely lose my s**t and my sibs saw it as well before it disappeared behind some trees. We ran to the other side of the trees but it was already gone. Still creeps me out to think about. We did live right next to a military base so ... make of that what you will. Thing had all the aerodynamics of a literal brick though.
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One day I was driving my year and a half twins to the zoo and it hit me that I was going to have another set of twins. Like a lightning bolt. From that moment on, I was positive. A few months later, yep pregnant with another set.
My grandmother was born in the 1800's, lived in a one room shack in the woods, no running water, no electricity, cooked in a cauldron over a fire. She cast spells and curses and she was cursed by another witch. "The eldest son of the youngest daughter will be taken, taken, taken". Grandma was the youngest, her eldest son died. My mother was the youngest, her eldest son died. I'm the youngest, my only son died. The curse has been fulfilled.
My condolences for the loss of your son. May you never have to experience such sorrow again.
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Recently, while walking my dog, she’ll do the strangest things. She’s very smart so I don’t think it’s just her being stupid; she’ll stop and start growling at something up ahead, then decide we need to be on the other side of the road or turn around. I never see anything she growls at, even in broad daylight. She’d never hurt a fly, so the growling is definitely strange. She refuses to move until I follow her, so I do. She’s a good girl.
And she's looking out for you....such a good, sweet girl!!! :)
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I live and work on a farm, we have about 70 cows, heifers and bulls, who all get along very well. one of our bulls, Fabio, got real sick and was in a lot of pain, not getting better, so we had to make the tough choice to put him down. He was taken to the slaughterhouse in the morning, a few hours later as I was in the barn with the other cows feeding them, just about all of them started screaming, and I mean screaming, they ignored their grain (which they NEVER do) and got very frantic and were bucking around in their feeding stalls. I found out from my farm manager the next day that Fabio had been put down the afternoon prior, during my barn shift. still gives me the chills.
6 yrs ago mom was in hospital & comatose. it was christmas eve-mom's fav holiday. prior to being in coma she told me that she didn't want her illness to spoil holiday & i promised to make a great dinner. i live in small town so the market is about 4 blocks from the hospital. i got up early to start dinner but had to run to the store for something. i rushed there & as i was getting into my car to come home i heard mom calling me from the direction of the hospital. i hesitated bc i had an urge to go there instead of back home but i had promised mom to make a good dinner for the family. i looked at the time & made a mental note of it: 10am. about 10 min after i get home dad calls to tell me hospital called to tell me she had passed. i truly believe that it was her calling me and i regret pointing that car back home instead of the hospital. another coincidence is that she is interred with her mom and both had passed on christmas eve. very strange to see the same date 20 yrs apart.
In my younger days I played slow-pitch softball. Each time I left the house to go to a game my girlfriend (at the time) would say something like, "have fun" or "have a good game." One time she said, "don't get hurt." I asked her why she said that, she said she didn't know. I broke my arm in the bottom of the first inning.
Had to wear a heart monitor for a week and the Dr told me that it would beep (maybe vibrate?) When it began recording if there was an episode. It went off while I was sleeping and I got up to find my husband. He is a diabetic and had hit his head, blood everywhere. He was in diabetic shock. If I hadn't have woken up, who knows what could have happened to him? Called the Dr for my results, they stated that there was nothing irregular. I told them how it went off in the middle of the night and they told me that it didn't.
A few months after my grandma passed in 2019, I started seeing "1111" day and night... Every single day. It's 2022 now and it's still happening. If I don't look at the time, I'll see it elsewhere like in a mobile game, on a letter... Anywhere. I find it to be very strange and don't often share this with anyone because I don't want to seem crazy haha.
Two things I just cant forget. 1. Was playing with action figures on the floor of my room with a friend when suddenly the ceiling lamp (the hanging in the wire kind) jumped upwards slightly and started to sway - just like if a heavy truck had drove past the house, but there where no road outside and we did not hear anything, and no other object moved but the lamp. 2. Was driving home a dark night at the countryside, thick forrest on both sides of the road. A young stupid driver on an empty road.. way above the speed limit. Then out of no where I was hit with this thought - what if something comes out of the woods, and for reasons I dont know, I hit the breaks, not like slowing down, but hitting the breaks hard, almost coming to full stop - and litteraly a second later, three deers jumps out from the woods, crossing the road infront of my car.
One morning I woke up lying on the floor next to my bed with my pillows and blanket. I remembered distinctly that during the night a vampire had been staring into my window and I didn't want them to see me so I moved from my bed to the floor to be out of sight. I literally grabbed my pillows and blankets and curled up out of sight of the window. The craziest part was I was in freaken graduate school and was never into vampires. It still creeps me out wondering if I saw someone at my window and that idea merged with something else or if the whole thing was a crazy dream brought in by stress.
This is abit gross but forgive it happened this weekend. I was dreaming that I had really bad stomach ache so went to the toilet. I did so much poop I blocked the toilet making the water rise to the rim and poo going on the floor. I woke up needing a poop urgently. I had the biggest pile of soft mushy poo ever so abit of an upset tummy. Before I wipe I flush low abs behold the toilet backs up with water and poop rising to the rim. Coincidence I think not
I was hiking at high elevation with a friend once and she woke up having dreamed that she took a deuce on a pathway outside the little hut we were sleeping in. What a weird dream! So we went outside to start our day… and sure enough, there was her midnight deuce. She was mortified. (High elevation dreams are very weird!)
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I moved from my old town about 3 years ago. I wanted to move on and start a new life(I was an a-hole back in my old town and I wanted to turn over a new leaf). Though I kept in contact with a couple of friends, I mostly stayed away from anything related to the town. Cut to last Thursday, when I suddenly had a foreboding bout of nostalgia and felt the urge to search up the town and see any news. Turns out some idiot decided it was a good idea to head to the high school there and flash his member at some students. Thankfully my friends say they're fine but holy mother of pearl do I feel bad for the traumatized students who were unfortunate enough to see him.
One day I was driving my car and I saw a bird fly by that was obviously my dead father. Chills.
My grandma and I have always been close. I even lived with her for awhile.... A few years later she was placed in a home, had her leg amputated ( she had diabetes ) and her health deteriorated. One night I turned my phone off. Husband asked me why, I said 'cause I'm going to get bad news... In the morning I turn on my phone and find a message on my voice mail, it was my dad, saying my grandma had passed that night.
My husband swears he dreamed about me before we met. We didn’t meet until we were in our twenties, but he said that when he was a teenager he would occasionally have dreams about me. Just random, everyday scenarios. Some of them have apparently happened already, some haven’t. We initially met online, and when we met in person he kept smiling at me, so I asked him why. He said “I just can’t believe you’re real.” Since we met online, I assumed he was saying I wasn’t a bot or something. Now I wonder what he actually meant.
There’s not enough room here for me to list all the weird premonitions, gut feelings, missing time and dreams that came true (and not good ones). My daughter has the same ‘gift’, if you can call it that.
Ugh. Another topic that's just "I got an ominous feeling at 9:04 pm. My dog, who was traveling to Switzerland at the time, bumped his knee on a coffee table "
One day I was driving my year and a half twins to the zoo and it hit me that I was going to have another set of twins. Like a lightning bolt. From that moment on, I was positive. A few months later, yep pregnant with another set.
My grandmother was born in the 1800's, lived in a one room shack in the woods, no running water, no electricity, cooked in a cauldron over a fire. She cast spells and curses and she was cursed by another witch. "The eldest son of the youngest daughter will be taken, taken, taken". Grandma was the youngest, her eldest son died. My mother was the youngest, her eldest son died. I'm the youngest, my only son died. The curse has been fulfilled.
My condolences for the loss of your son. May you never have to experience such sorrow again.
Load More Replies... Recently, while walking my dog, she’ll do the strangest things. She’s very smart so I don’t think it’s just her being stupid; she’ll stop and start growling at something up ahead, then decide we need to be on the other side of the road or turn around. I never see anything she growls at, even in broad daylight. She’d never hurt a fly, so the growling is definitely strange. She refuses to move until I follow her, so I do. She’s a good girl.
And she's looking out for you....such a good, sweet girl!!! :)
Load More Replies... I live and work on a farm, we have about 70 cows, heifers and bulls, who all get along very well. one of our bulls, Fabio, got real sick and was in a lot of pain, not getting better, so we had to make the tough choice to put him down. He was taken to the slaughterhouse in the morning, a few hours later as I was in the barn with the other cows feeding them, just about all of them started screaming, and I mean screaming, they ignored their grain (which they NEVER do) and got very frantic and were bucking around in their feeding stalls. I found out from my farm manager the next day that Fabio had been put down the afternoon prior, during my barn shift. still gives me the chills.
6 yrs ago mom was in hospital & comatose. it was christmas eve-mom's fav holiday. prior to being in coma she told me that she didn't want her illness to spoil holiday & i promised to make a great dinner. i live in small town so the market is about 4 blocks from the hospital. i got up early to start dinner but had to run to the store for something. i rushed there & as i was getting into my car to come home i heard mom calling me from the direction of the hospital. i hesitated bc i had an urge to go there instead of back home but i had promised mom to make a good dinner for the family. i looked at the time & made a mental note of it: 10am. about 10 min after i get home dad calls to tell me hospital called to tell me she had passed. i truly believe that it was her calling me and i regret pointing that car back home instead of the hospital. another coincidence is that she is interred with her mom and both had passed on christmas eve. very strange to see the same date 20 yrs apart.
In my younger days I played slow-pitch softball. Each time I left the house to go to a game my girlfriend (at the time) would say something like, "have fun" or "have a good game." One time she said, "don't get hurt." I asked her why she said that, she said she didn't know. I broke my arm in the bottom of the first inning.
Had to wear a heart monitor for a week and the Dr told me that it would beep (maybe vibrate?) When it began recording if there was an episode. It went off while I was sleeping and I got up to find my husband. He is a diabetic and had hit his head, blood everywhere. He was in diabetic shock. If I hadn't have woken up, who knows what could have happened to him? Called the Dr for my results, they stated that there was nothing irregular. I told them how it went off in the middle of the night and they told me that it didn't.
A few months after my grandma passed in 2019, I started seeing "1111" day and night... Every single day. It's 2022 now and it's still happening. If I don't look at the time, I'll see it elsewhere like in a mobile game, on a letter... Anywhere. I find it to be very strange and don't often share this with anyone because I don't want to seem crazy haha.
Two things I just cant forget. 1. Was playing with action figures on the floor of my room with a friend when suddenly the ceiling lamp (the hanging in the wire kind) jumped upwards slightly and started to sway - just like if a heavy truck had drove past the house, but there where no road outside and we did not hear anything, and no other object moved but the lamp. 2. Was driving home a dark night at the countryside, thick forrest on both sides of the road. A young stupid driver on an empty road.. way above the speed limit. Then out of no where I was hit with this thought - what if something comes out of the woods, and for reasons I dont know, I hit the breaks, not like slowing down, but hitting the breaks hard, almost coming to full stop - and litteraly a second later, three deers jumps out from the woods, crossing the road infront of my car.
One morning I woke up lying on the floor next to my bed with my pillows and blanket. I remembered distinctly that during the night a vampire had been staring into my window and I didn't want them to see me so I moved from my bed to the floor to be out of sight. I literally grabbed my pillows and blankets and curled up out of sight of the window. The craziest part was I was in freaken graduate school and was never into vampires. It still creeps me out wondering if I saw someone at my window and that idea merged with something else or if the whole thing was a crazy dream brought in by stress.
This is abit gross but forgive it happened this weekend. I was dreaming that I had really bad stomach ache so went to the toilet. I did so much poop I blocked the toilet making the water rise to the rim and poo going on the floor. I woke up needing a poop urgently. I had the biggest pile of soft mushy poo ever so abit of an upset tummy. Before I wipe I flush low abs behold the toilet backs up with water and poop rising to the rim. Coincidence I think not
I was hiking at high elevation with a friend once and she woke up having dreamed that she took a deuce on a pathway outside the little hut we were sleeping in. What a weird dream! So we went outside to start our day… and sure enough, there was her midnight deuce. She was mortified. (High elevation dreams are very weird!)
Load More Replies... I moved from my old town about 3 years ago. I wanted to move on and start a new life(I was an a-hole back in my old town and I wanted to turn over a new leaf). Though I kept in contact with a couple of friends, I mostly stayed away from anything related to the town. Cut to last Thursday, when I suddenly had a foreboding bout of nostalgia and felt the urge to search up the town and see any news. Turns out some idiot decided it was a good idea to head to the high school there and flash his member at some students. Thankfully my friends say they're fine but holy mother of pearl do I feel bad for the traumatized students who were unfortunate enough to see him.
One day I was driving my car and I saw a bird fly by that was obviously my dead father. Chills.
My grandma and I have always been close. I even lived with her for awhile.... A few years later she was placed in a home, had her leg amputated ( she had diabetes ) and her health deteriorated. One night I turned my phone off. Husband asked me why, I said 'cause I'm going to get bad news... In the morning I turn on my phone and find a message on my voice mail, it was my dad, saying my grandma had passed that night.
My husband swears he dreamed about me before we met. We didn’t meet until we were in our twenties, but he said that when he was a teenager he would occasionally have dreams about me. Just random, everyday scenarios. Some of them have apparently happened already, some haven’t. We initially met online, and when we met in person he kept smiling at me, so I asked him why. He said “I just can’t believe you’re real.” Since we met online, I assumed he was saying I wasn’t a bot or something. Now I wonder what he actually meant.
There’s not enough room here for me to list all the weird premonitions, gut feelings, missing time and dreams that came true (and not good ones). My daughter has the same ‘gift’, if you can call it that.
Ugh. Another topic that's just "I got an ominous feeling at 9:04 pm. My dog, who was traveling to Switzerland at the time, bumped his knee on a coffee table "
