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The Face

This experience happened to me a couple of years ago, I was either 15 or 16 at the time.

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Blood Test

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!

Skype Call

This isn’t really scary but it kinda creeped me out when it happened. It was around 8:30-9 p.m in my room, and I was skyping with a friend.

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▶ Caress


Oh great, the one time I choose to view this blog while home alone, and I just felt something brush against my cheek, like someone’s hand caressing it, and saw a shadow on the wall in my hallway mirror. My apartment is very old compared to most in my town, about 30 years, and I’ve always felt iffy about one of the rooms. I live here with my boyfriend and another friend, there are three rooms total so one is unused. I keep it closed because it just feels… wrong. And the shadow that passed my mirror was headed to that goddamn room. FYI, I’m absolutely terrified right now.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: This was submitted a while ago, do you have any updates? 6/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!

▶ 3 stories in one


I’ve always believed in the paranormal—but i’ve never had much of a profound experience—however—i have had small occurrences happen to me that keep be from becoming a skeptic (i am a very practical person), my first experience was when i was around 15 or 16 at a family friends house when i was watching TV, nothing scary at all, in fact it was a cute pet show on animal planet, but i happened to look up at an angel statue sitting on the entertainment system where a blue orb sort of ‘faded’ into existence and hovered around the figure for at least five minutes before it dissapeared from view, i really wasn’t frightened by it, i was very calm, and i made sure to look for anything that could be reflecting this odd, perfectly round, blue orb, the blinds were closed on the tv and no one seemed to see it but me though there were two adults in the room at the same time—i always think back to this and wondered what this weird phenomenon could possibly be.

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▶ not really scary but a bit creepy and weird


i know someone and once, when she was around 11, she got really ill more than she had been ill in her life before, she’d caught some bug or flu or something but it was quite serious. she went to sleep and had a dream about a ball of newspaper and a lake of orange paint. after that she woke up, but she was hallucinating  - her eyes were open and she was walking around but she could not see her surroundings as what they actually were. she sat herself down and saw that she was in a lifeboat and she was dragging people out of the sea, whilst watching dead bodies float by, people all around her were screaming and crying. in reality, her parents said she was sat down grabbing the air thinking there were people there, but she was extremely distressed and scared, crying her eyes out and screaming. eventually she got better and it stopped. she didn’t get that ill again until she was about 14, she went to sleep and had the same weird dream about the orange paint again for the first time since. and then she started hallucinating again. her room was shaking and tilting and rocks from a massive iceberg crashed through her window, she was seeing these things so vividly, her parents found her screaming again. she had never seen titanic, but i suggested these were maybe some form of repressed memories. we looked on the internet for titanic survivors and discovered that one, a girl who escaped off the boat and had helped drag people out of the sea into lifeboats, was 13/14, the same age my friendwas when she had these hallucinations, had died almost exactly 9 months before she was born…

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey:  That is very interesting! 5/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!

▶ Lady in the Shower Cabin

nyuns submitted:

Every summer, my family and I spend some time at this club for people who work in my father’s work area. This club works in periods of ten days, and you’re assigned a random apartment or house per period. This particular event took place when I was six or seven years old. We were assigned a fairly nice apartment, with quite some space and well lit. The one problem? From the day we got in there until the end of the ten day period, I simply refused to go inside the bathroom on my own. The only way to make me go in there would be having an adult come along with me and stay there the entire time, regardless of what I was doing in there, and even so I would often cry all along. Now, I was never a very scared child, and this was particularly unusual for me, so my parents were intrigued. Eventually, after some time insisting, they finally got me to tell them what was wrong with it. The problem, you see, was the lady who stood in the corner of the shower cabin, covered in cuts and bruises, who whimpered and flinched when I came inside to take a bath.

I can’t quite remember which of the apartments that one was, but considering there aren’t many apartments in there, surely we have gone to the same one at least once more since then (as I’m twenty one years old now and we go every year), but I have never seen her again after that.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: When I was very little, I refused to close doors, even when I went into the bathroom. Unlike you, I don’t remember what I was so afraid of. Let us know if you find any information about murders that may have occured there! 8/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!

▶ "But you called me!"


My family has always had a history of being able to see ghosts and spirits and what not. Many of my ancestors were mediums and spiritual medicine woman in different indian tribes. So of course, this ability has been passed on to me, even when i was too young to know what was going on. One incident was when i was about 4 years old. I was sitting in my room playing with toys when i saw what looked like my mom beckoning at me to follow her. So I venture out into the hall where i find my mother no where to be found. I go to my mom’s room where she was getting ready for work and she asks what was wrong, and i told her “well you called me.” i later on found out that right before i had arrived with my mother, she was putting make-up on looking inthe mirror and she saw a second reflection of herslf right behind her and after 2 seconds it disappeared. So it was a ghost posing as my mother to make me come with it.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: 8/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!

▶ Kongamoto in the Nieghborhood

wearenothingbutrockets submitted:

It wasn’t until know that I had something else saying that these things are sited. Everyone I told said that it could have been an eagle or a vulture but it wasn’t feathery enough and it had a huge horn on it’s head.

I had missed the bus and was in a hurry to walk a mile or so to school. I remember saying my goodbyes and hastily walking out of the door and into the street and as I was glancing down at my bag and rummaging through it I heard this ear shattering screech (it sounded just like pterodactyl in dinosaur movies). I honestly thought that it was someone watching a movie loudly and I was worried about school so I paid no mind to it. Then I heard it again but much much closer and as I looked up I thought I was dreaming. It was so huge that I was covered in it’s shadow and it was so close I could see the leathery detail. I remember its huge beak and its small clawed feet and all that went through my mind in that few seconds was “Is that a dinosaur..?” It made one more screech when it flew past me and another when it was much further away. I was frozen in place for about a minute until I was able to run off in fear.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: I friggin love dinosaurs (pterosaurs aren’t considered true dinosaurs, but they are more related to modern birds than any living reptile and that’s your science fact for the day) I would have LOVED to hear that noise—most sound recordings imitating pterodactyls are actually eagles screeching, but due to their relation to birds, I can imagine what you heard to be pretty close!  Of course, as awesome as this is, I’m glad you did not get carried away or anything.  Here’s some more info on Kongamoto sightings for everyone.  Also, 8/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!

▶ My Ouija experience.

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.

▶ hard to find a house that isn’t fucking haunted these days

@ submitted:

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!

▶ Guardian Angel…of sorts.

@ submitted:

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.)

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▶ Ghost Trucks & Premonitions

@n submitted

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.

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▶ Demons Are Real

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!



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.