When I was eight, my foster parents got a divorce and me and my foster mom went to live in a fairly large house in the middle of our town of 2,000 or so. My foster mom and I Stayed there with my younger sister for quite a few months until her boyfriend came to live with us. That’s when the weird stuff happened.
House of My Parents
I live in a boarding school, so I don’t get to see my parents very often. However in order to be closer to me, they bought a new house in New Hampshire close to where I live. I was very excited to see the new house when we got there, as mom had told me it was an old fashioned Victorian house and very big.
Ouija Spirit Knows Too Much
This is going to be another one of those Ouija board stories. This happened to my brother, but it includes me. He doesn’t have a tumblr so I figured I’d submit it. I’m leaving out names so some of the dialogue will be changed to implement that.
The New House
My entire life I’ve dealt with ghosts and things. When I was really young my mother bought me this really nice doll house, the only thing was that the doors and windows used to open and close by themselves, which was not a feature of the toy.
Mother’s Story2: Alone with her first child(my oldest brother), about 20 years ago.
My mom was in her room at her mother’s house when she was around her early 20’s. Her son was in the other room, so she was alone. While she was just relaxing on a regular day, she heard screeching noises, high-pitched voices, and just a lot of other ones all combined. It was her father in his car and the noises were coming from him. She was scared, and started praying to God for it to stop. But she heard of an EXTREMELY deep voice that said, “Cut that out, ——.” I actually don’t know how to spell it, but the pronunciations were BEE-THAH. My mother was given that nickname by her father. My mom stopped abruptly and ran to the room of D, which is her son.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod answered: Wow, 9/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.
Mother’s: Door Figure, 10-11 years ago.
Some stories my mom told me about her personal experiences was one at the house I lived in, the same one I saw the two little dead girls. Throughout my mom’s entire life things like this have happened to her. Anyway, she was up in her room late at night with the lights off at the front of our house and she saw something tall and big walk back and forth by her door. It was a man in a coat. But the thing was… he had no head. He walked back and forth by her bedroom door and she was just freaked out. When she told her close childhood friend, T, T said that she researched that apartment and said a man’s head was found in her bedroom closet and my mom immediately got some blessing oil days later and started putting them on our walls and door frames, praying. But that didn’t make the events stop.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod answered: 8/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.
The String Man
This is true all happened to myself. I’m sorry if it is too long I will cut things out and make it shorter :)
Since I was young I use to have a lot of paranormal stuff happen to me. The earliest one I can remember was in my childhood home something was in our attic. I never went up there but, I would hear it, it would sometimes run back and forth from the spare room to the master bedroom but the thing is the attics didn’t meet up.
|so i was makin out with my gf and then suddenly the phone rings, i pick it up and a loud booming voice yells "WHY ARE YOU MAKING OUT WITH MY DAUGHTER" and i tell my gf this and she says her dad's dead and i then ask myself this "then who was phone...."|
My Story: The Closet, 10-11 years ago
This was memory I recall very clearly when I was 5. Two of my youngest brothers (they’re older than me, though) slept in the same bedroom with me and my older sister. My sis and I slept in one bed and my other brothers slept in their own. My oldest brother slept in another room and the second oldest, in his own as well. One night we all went to sleep, but I always have a bad time sleeping when something isn’t right or when I’m not comfortable. So of course, this wasn’t my night. I woke up in the middle of the night in such panic, with everyone asleep. I looked around at my brothers and sister sleeping and my eyes happened to fall over to the closet door, opened. I could have sworn we always closed the closet doors and kept the hallway light on before we went to bed. What I saw in the closet were two little girls, probably 7 and 8, hanging in my sister’s dress and mine. They were staring directly at me. Their faces had scars and it rather reminded me of the exorcist chick, although I had no idea what the exorcist chick was until I was 8. They had no emotions shown in their face, just plain dead. I stared for quite a long time. I wanted to cry, but it was as if I couldn’t look away. I finally did and began shaking my sister awake, but she wouldn’t even stir. I looked back at the closest and they were still there. I closed my eyes. Still there. I was totally scared crap-less and scooted over closer to my sister and put the covers over my head and fell asleep after a long time. I still remember those faces clearly.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod answered: Yeeek that’s creepy. 8/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.