Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Weeper Answered: Aww that’s sweet. 6/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Weeper Answered: Aww that’s sweet. 6/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!
Its not really scary, nor supposed to be, but whatever.
To understand a certain bit, you need to know I am diabetic, and if my blood sugars go to low I will start dying.
I go to sleep with my door shut, and I’m a light sleeper and wake up if someone opens it, but only if someone opens it. I was sleeping, after going to sleep with a lower than usual nuber, at a five. I thought I’d be fine, but I stayed up a bit later, so I was probably on a four when I went to sleep.(four is when I start dying)
After a little while of sleeping, I woke up with a figure that looked sort of like my brother standing over me, telling me to get up. I asked if there was a problem, and my blood test kit hit my in the face. The figure simply said, “Test.”
I did a blood test, and asked if it could turn on the light, it told me there was a light on the side of the test kit. I found out I was a 2.6, which is very low. My dextros (sugar) hit me in the face and in my disorintated state, I found it hard to open, so I asked for help. Suddenly it wasn’t there. After a couple of seconds, I fixed the low blood sugars, and in the more concious state, I realised something.
My door had never opened. Whatever was in my room saved my life.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Weeper answered: Wow! 8/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!
penny lane submitted:
So, I’ve never been a religious person or anything. In fact, I would call myself an atheist. Despite this, I’ve always found demonology and related themes extremely interesting. 2 years ago, I was home alone in my mom’s house and I was sitting on the living room with my laptop wasting time, as usual. From the spot where I was seating, to the right, you could perfectly see the kitchen.
Suddenly, the thought of searching for a ouija board through the internet came to my mind and it seemed so cool, I actually did it. I went to a site where they had a ouija board where you could ‘play’ online. I obviously thought it was pure bullsh*t, I mean, what can you expect? I started talking to this person, and the questions I asked and the answers he gave me didn’t match so I was laughing because my thoughts about this ‘entity’ being a bot were true.
I closed the tab a few minutes laters, after that, I was just fooling around on the internet and I noticed the light bulb on the kitchen started to flick so I turned the light off and back on, thinking it was just an electrical short, and the light went back to normal. Following this, I went back to the living room when I started to feel shivers all over my body and I sensed something coming from the kitchen, I used my peripheral view to see what was there and I saw a life-size crucified Christ on my kitchen and the lights started blinking again. I closed my laptop and ran upstairs to my mom’s room and tried to calm myself down. It was working until the lights went out. I heard dishes breaking on the kitchen afterwards. I quickly looked for my phone and called my mom crying. All these things can be perfectly explained so I just think I chose a bad day to play the Ouija. But I still can’t explain how the dishes fell from the cabinet if it was closed.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: I know a lot of skeptics who still won’t touch a Ouija board, so don’t worry about that! 6/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.
a few years back, my sister visited a random psychic who lived in the same apartment building as her friend. she was sceptical at first, but then the woman said to her: “You just moved into a new house, didn’t you? And you’re doing construction.” Oddly enough, we were renovating the bathroom of our new home at the time. The house’s basement where the bathroom was, was super creepy and hadn’t been renovated since the 40’s. According to the psychic, a female spirit resided in our home. She liked to play with my mother’s red hair (my mom actually does have red hair). The psychic told her there’d be a crawlspace beneath the stairs next to the bathroom and that there she’d find a hairbrush with red hair in it. To rid the house of the spirit, she must clean out the brush and leave it in the sun for a day and then seal off the crawlspace.
During the renovations, my father and his friend found the crawlspace, but no such brush was ever found. Still creeped me out how some of her details were right on and she was a total stranger! And they did end up sealing off the crawlspace, because it gave everyone the heebiejeebies. I’m a bit of a skeptic myself. But your blog is awesome and I love the fact that you let people share stories. Don’t ever stop! :)
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: Interesting! 4/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!
Before I get into details, I just want to say I absolutely love this blog. Now, to the story. (It’s not exactly scary, but it is a bit of a warning of what happens when you probe the area of a spirit that has power you can’t identify.)
I don’t really consider this super creepy, just odd. I lived in the same house all my life and nothing creepy and/or scary has ever happened in it. No ghosts, demons, or anything of that nature (thank the heavens). The only odd thing I remember was when I was around 2-3 yrs old. I honestly don’t remember if it was a dream I had at that age or I saw something, but I can’t say which one since memories are as ‘blurry’ as my dreams when I remember them.
Anyway. I remember sitting in the living room and it was probably early night. My parents were with me and my twin sister and we were probably just playing and such. I saw headlights shine on the blinds, like when cars turn around in your driveway. They didn’t stay there for long, so that is most likely what they (the person driving) were doing. After that happened, I seemed to be able to see what I can only call ‘ghost trucks’. Like the big ones you see on the highway (usually), not the pickups. I remember them being transluscent and off white, similar to what most people think ghosts look like. I think maybe three of four passed through the walls, but I didn’t say anything and I wasn’t scared. I remember one of the ‘drivers’ smiling and waving at me, and then they just passed behind me. This never happened again.
maketheangelsblush (deactivated) submitted:
I want to start of by saying that I am completely straight-edge, never drank, never smoked, never done any sort of drugs that would have altered my mind, and this story is completely true.
The Exorcist is my favorite horror movie, possibly my favorite movie of all time, despite the fact that it scared me shitless.
Well I recently finished the book and I decided to download Tubular Bells as my ringtone. The other night I was sleeping over my friend’s house with three of my other friends. I was a little on edge because we had just gotten done telling scary stories and being the last on awake I was a bit freaked out. Right before I was about to fall asleep I thought I heard my phone ring, playing Tubular Bells which scared me, because I thought I had turned my phone off. I dismissed it as just me being tired and the fact that it was kinda stuck in my head from hearing it every time I got a text and showing it to my friends.
Now fast forward to last night. I was home alone, it was dark out, and I was just sitting on the couch reading a book. My phone rang. It scared me at first but then I realized it was just a text so i got my phone off the coffee table and looked at it.
My phone was off.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: 7/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!
Steve Howard submitted:
Sleep paralysis, to oversimplify for brevity’s sake, is being awake but unable to move in one’s dream, often feeling “trapped” but “aware”. Many would claim that’s what I have, but there’s one snag… I fall asleep with my eyes open when I experience sleep paralysis.
The trigger for this is what I call “half-light”. Half-light is the murkiness of a bedroom right before dusk turns into night, where you can still see but the shadows are the deepest. I fear half-light more than anything on earth.
I was living in an apartment as a single dude. My bedroom had a sliding glass door to an outside porch. The blinds on the sliding glass doors would obscure the street light just enough to cast murkiness through the room, creating a perfect half-light atmosphere for me to sleep in.
One night, I thought I was awake waiting to fall asleep - hard concept to get, I know, but trust me on this one. I was on my back, looking up at the ceiling, not thinking of anything in particular. Oddly, I felt something sink the bed to my left and felt panic scream through my blood. I looked over and saw this: a squatting, pear shaped demon that had a mouth similar to a gigantic toad. It was looking down at me, inches from where I lay, with a slight look of what I would describe as amusement on its face. I thought to myself it had to be a dream and that I was experiencing sleep paralysis, so I began using a technique I learned to prove I was sleeping. In a dream, at least for me, they can be very complex and bizarre, but lack what I describe as the “details” of reality. Specifically, if I try to focus on the small details like the weave of a throw rug, the dream unravels and I can regain control until the sleep paralysis ends. Fine details don’t exist in my dreams. On this night, I honed in on the skin texture of the toad demon smirking down at me. To my horror and to this day, I saw the most intricate detail that I can still picture in my mind as if it were a photograph. The brownish-yellow color of the demon, the cracks and crevices, the overlapping folds of leathery skin, single hair follicles - all at the same level of resolution as if I held up a magnifying glass to look at my grandmother’s laugh lines. At that point, I started trying to scream but could not, of course, since I was in the throes of sleep paralysis. When my sanity reached its breaking point, the demon instantly disappeared. My eyes were wide open and I could finally move. I stress again… my eyes were never shut during this whole nightmare! I didn’t wake up – I was awake with eyes wide open the whole time. I was just paralyzed, witnessing this horror.
Since then, I’ve slept with the television on every night for the past 14 years.
There have been other events but I don’t want this post to be overly long.
I believe there is evil out there that slips into our reality. I was cursed with the ability to see these things.
I stay out of the half-light.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: You are very good at telling your story! 6/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!
Well this isn’t really that scary, well not ultimately.
My grandfather died before I was born and so I never met him. For some strange reason my father (it was his father) and my grandmother never showed me a photo of him.
Anyway, for years I used to always see this figure out of the corner of my eye. It was just a shadowy mass, I mean there were no discernible features other than it looked like a man. It used to terrify me because I never knew what it is. I’d even convinced myself it was something trying to hurt me.
I developed really bad depression at the age of 13 and I attempted suicide when I was 14. I survived (obviously) but I was seriously damaged on the inside. One of the nights following my attempt I was laying on my bed unable to sleep. I thought about attempting again. I must have finally dozed off because when I opened my eyes the shadowy mass was standing over my bed. At first I was terrified but then I suddenly felt calm and I had no more thoughts of suicide.
I told my grandmother and she told me it was my grandfather. She knew it was him because when he died she said he visited her and told her to be strong for her children and grandchildren. The depression stayed with me for years after that but I never once ever thought about committing suicide since then.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Weeper answered: That’s sweet that you’re being watched over.9/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.
When I was little I lived in a house consisting of a lot of other relatives and as I got older people moved out. Some didn’t; over the years I had my grandmother and my greataunt pass away in the house I live in, they never left. But I dont think they are the only ones who inhabit my house.
Sometime in late December I was in my parents bedroom talking to my mom about letting me sleepover at my friend’s house for the weekend. My dad was in the bed asleep and my other family members were all alseep in their rooms. So I know no one was playing tricks on me.
Now, when I walked into their room I had closed the door not all the way but just enough to where no one in the hall would hear me if they were there. But as I was talking I see in the corner of my eye that the door was moving…I turn my head to see what is going on and I see the door slowly open. Having experienced this before and being a little irritated and tired I screamed out “Can’t I have some privacy? Gah! Stop being so nosy!”
The next morning I woke up with bruises on my legs and thighs. I still don’t know where I got them from.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Weeper answered: Wow, that’s really weird. 8/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.
My mums friend told this to my mum, who then told me.. Abs yes, the friend says it’s real. So:
My mums friend and her fried were staying at a hotel and the room one of the ladies had had a cot/ crib in it. The lady thought it was there for show, but after a meeting one bight, the ladies went to their rooms, and the one who had the cot/crib in the room saw it swinging. She quickly called for her friend and they ran to the lobby and asked about the room, and the receptionist said that it was infact haunted, and that if they took the crib/cot out, the sounds of a baby crying would disturb the residents. They then asked for another room.
I say crib/cot because it differs in different countries idk..
Also sorry for any mistakes, I’m on my iPod.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: I don’t think I’d have been able to sleep there either! 5/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!
Submitted by dev:
a couple of years ago, my friends and I went to pick up another friend of ours at her house which wasn’t that far away from mine. as we were walking back, we were just passing this dirt road that didn’t really lead to anything. a dead end. it was winter, so everything was covered white, the leaves were gone and the moon shone brightly that night. anyway, as we were passing, my friend suddenly said, “whoa, what is that?” looking down the dirt road. I thought she was just trying to scare us (or just me. haha) so I told her to shut up. she insisted that something was really there, telling us to look. my other friend who was with us looked and exclaimed, “holy shit! what is that?!” They both started to walk a little faster, getting a little freaked out at what they were seeing, but then I flat out sprinted for my friends house which was just one house down even though I hadn’t even seen for myself. lol