▶ Twin Sister
I just saw your doppelgänger section and it reminded me of two things that happened to my mum and I when my family lived in rural Australia.
We lived in a pretty old house on acreage, and weird stuff happened sometimes. Our salt shakers would move, and the cat used to watch things move that we couldn’t see, but since I was a kid I ignored a lot of it.
She was standing at the sink, washing vegetables and looking out into the yard. Suddenly, my little sister, Kate, came through the back door. She stared at mum for a minute, then turned away. My mum turned around and asked Kate where she was going, but she ignored her. Mum watched her walk across the kitchen into the laundry. She followed Kate into the laundry, but she was gone. My mum was scared she might have gotten into the washing machine, so she searched the laundry but couldn’t find her.
▶ Turn the lights off
Ok so this story takes place in my house(15 years old , we are the first owners, no ones died here). Ok so me and my friend(A) we’re having a sleep over in my room. Basically, my room is a square . It has four walls, the door is in the middle of two of the walls . On one side is my closet and my light switch. And on the other is my bed(twin). So me and my friend were talking until about 1 am and then we went to sleep. Since there isn’t enough room in my bed for the two of us.
I slept on the floor right against my closet and in reaching distance to the light switch. (I made a nest on the floor). But my room has always given me the creeps. Like the vibes in this room are allways off, so I never sleep in here. Anyways. We didn’t turn the light all the way off b/c of the vibes. So it was dim.
We were both fine with it like that. So around 2:30 or 3 (pretty sure it was like 3) but I randomly woke up . And A was staring at me. So I was like wtf, but i didn’t think anything of it until she said”TURN THE LIGHT OFF” she didn’t tell it, it was just in this super stern voice (which is super out of character) so I was just like “no” and I checked the time and then just went back to sleep. So I didn’t over think it or anything until in the morning when A Was like “why did you turn off the light.” And then I was like “I didnt”. Then I told her my side of the story . And we bother know that we were awake , and we both don’t remember what the other person said happend. It was just werid , and what’s even weirder , is the light was still on.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Inimical answered: Pretty Weird. 4/10 for scares! Thanks for sharing.
About a year ago during the summer I was sitting on my couch around midnight watching tv. It was really dark in my house, and the only light source was from the tv and the lights on the ceiling fan.I noticed something weird happening to my tv. At first I thought the tv was breaking because we had just had our desktop go on the fritz, but it had gone as soon as I’d noticed it. It was a dark fuzzy shadow on the tv. At first it was right in the middle of it, but then it had moved off to the right enough that it wasn’t “blocking” the tv anymore. After it had moved away from the tv I had forgotten about it, but about a minuet later I noticed the same shadow in front of my very dimly lit wall.
Then I realized it took the exact shape of a man and it was walking right toward me.
I wasn’t afraid exactly, but all I could do was look at it while it continued walking toward me. I had eventually chalked up enough courage to ask what it wanted, but I guess once it realized I could see it, it kinda took a step back then dissipated.
I live in a relatively new home in California and I had never had anything like this happen in all of my years of living here. I have no clue what or who it could have been and I haven’t seen it since.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Weeper answered: That is strange, 9/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!
Here is one of the many personal ghost stories I have. I don’t mind if you believe it or not, but, it happened.
▶ It Wasn’t My Mom
This story is kind of long, sorry :S
My family used to rent different houses on Cape Cod to vacation in over the summer (usually staying in the mid-Cape) and about 6 years ago, we rented one in Barnstable, one of the older towns. The second week we stayed at this house, my friend came to spend the week with us. On the second or third night, there was a particularly severe thunderstorm (which was AWESOME) with lots of lightning.
I woke up and was kneeling at my window to watch and film the storm (I wanted to get good photos of lightning like I saw on Weather Channel or NatGeo) while my friend was in the other bed. We were on the second floor. I turned around because i thought I heard one of the box fans knock over. I saw a dark figure standing in the doorway of the bathroom (my room, the bathroom, and my parents’ room were all at the top of the stairs). The bathroom light was on, but it didn’t illuminate whoever it was in the doorway. But since I didn’t have my glasses on, I assumed it was my mom. When the storm had moved on, I went back to sleep. No big deal.
▶ Baby in the Field
This happened to a friend of mine. She grew up in Brazil and moved to North America when she was 10.
While living in Brazil, she attended an elementary school that was surrounded by a forest that the kids would go to play in during breaks between classes, even though it was off the school limits and they could get in trouble.
She and her friends decided to go out into the forest one day, and as they went through it, they came across a large clearing among the trees. It was circular, the size of a soccer field, and in the middle of it, there was a small shack with two windows.
They approached the shack and looked inside. It was dark and clearly used for storage, with old gardening equipment and other knickknacks. And among all these things was a bassinet.
Sorry this one isn’t so much scary, but it’s nice.
My Da’ passed away when I was six years old. He died of an unexpected heart attack in the middle of the night.
I did not experience this for myself; my grandmother, who is perfectly well and no-nonsense did.
Before I was born, about fourty years ago, my grandmother’s brother Mike died.
▶ Dont Jump On the Bed
Roughly thirteen years ago I lived in a two story apartment. It was by no means old, or in any way creepy. The neighborhood was a shit pit but as I wasn’t much for playing outside as a kid so I never really dealt with that. It was summer, it had to be as it was early morning and I wasn’t in school. However my parents were both at work and I had free reign of the entire place.
So naturally I explored my parents’ bedroom. I found nothing too interesting (barring my dads porn collection) so I resigned myself to jumping up and down on their king size bed. It wasn’t actually a bed just a few huge mattresses stacked on top of one another. While I was bouncing with what I can only imagine was childish glee my eyes unconsciously took in their room. It was small and wall to wall band flags and posters. With the exception of one, thin, and very tall, mirror.
This happened to me a few days ago, in my parents’ house, but it isn’t the first experience I’ve had here.
▶ The Childhood Home
I have followed this blog for a long time and feel it’s about time to share a story of my own.
This happened at the house I lived in previously; I spent most of my childhood there. It was on Vancouver Island, BC.
The house always had this weird sort of energy to it; my friends were usually afraid to come over. There were sounds of people walking about when you knew nobody else was there, and you’d see things out of the corner of your eye. The standard sort of creepy stuff.
But as time went on, more bizarre things happened.
▶ Come Out And Play
Okay, so my younger cousin and I are about seven years apart, give or take a few months. I basically see her as my younger sibling, considering I’m an only child, and so my mom would always leave me at my aunt’s house to spend time with them.
When I was ten (my cousin was three) my mom decided to let me sleep over at my aunt’s house. Being that the house already creeped me out for some particular reason, I had a little trouble getting into bed, but eventually I fell asleep.
Then, out of nowhere, I woke up. My cousin was fast asleep next to me, and her nightlight was plugged into the wall, so it wasn’t completely dark in the room. I leaned over to take a sip of water when I noticed the time—three in the morning.
I don’t really have a title for this, I feel that titles kinda take away the realness of a story. Anyways, I could tell you hundreds of creepy stories of things that have happened to me, but to this day this is one that truly scares me. ((I’m sorry if I sound like I’m rambling))
I used to live in a big two story house, old maybe 100 or so years old. I lived with my mom, my two sisters, and my stepfather.
My sister was at a church camp and my mom and my baby sister were with her. My stepfather was at work and usually worked until about 6 or 7. So I was home alone, the only other living things there were the outside pets. I was sitting in the living room reading a book and listening to music. The living room is on the second story next to the kitchen. The kitchen is built so that you can lean over and see the stairs going down and at the bottom of the stairs is the heavy front door. As I was sitting there I heard the front door open and shut and then I heard really heavy footsteps starting up the stairs. I thought it was my step dad so I got up to say hey. I looked over the kitchen railing first and saw that the front door was shut and locked and that no one was coming up the stairs, and yet the steps kept coming. I went to the top of the stairs and waited for whatever was coming up. But as soon as the steps hit the stair that creaked, they stopped and never started back up.
I didn’t go downstairs until my family came home. That was the first of many scary things to happen in that house and by God I’m glad I don’t live there anymore.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Inimical Answered: ho damn. I’ll just tag this as untitled and will do so with others of the same nature. 6/10 for scares! Thanks for sharing.
A few years ago I went on a trip to Oklahoma City. The trip was fine but after I got back I noticed my wallet was missing. That’s when strange things started happening around my house.
Now, I can only assume that what caused the events was a poltergeist, because at the time I was reading a book about ghosts, poltergeists, and other things of paranormal nature. The book said that poltergeists are attracted to negitive energy which I had plenty of because, like I said, I had lost my wallet.
The first unusual thing that happened was one night my father and I were sitting in the living room watching TV and all of the sudden the ceiling fan started spinning. No one had touched it and it wasn’t switched on.
Then, a few nights later something else happened. Once again it was just my father and I in the living room watching TV when we heard what sounded like a plastic bag rustling followed by something hitting the floor in the kitchen. There was a sack of groceries on the counter and we figured that our cat had jumped onto the counter and knocked it off. So I went to go check it out and pick up the groceries that I assumed were now now scattered on the floor. Upon entering the kitchen, the first thing I noticed was that the groceries were still in the sack on the counter. That in and of itself struck me as odd, considering what we had heard so plainly and clearly, but what really freaked me out was the cabinets. Every single one of them was open.
▶ Sports Ghost
So about two years ago, in February of 2012, one of my neighbors in my neighborhood died.