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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!

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!


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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@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.

▶ The hotel ghost.

@  submitted:

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

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When my best friend and I were in elementary school, she lived a few blocks away from a local ice cream place. At around two in the afternoon on a hot summer day, we began walking there by  ourselves. We noticed a man in a long black trench coat following us several yards behind. She looked at me and I nodded that I saw him. He was also wearing black boots, black gloves, and a black bowler hat which concealed his face. We crossed over to the other side of the street. A few seconds later, he was behind us again. We crossed back over and he followed. She and I proceeded to run the rest of the way to the ice cream shop. We looked back and there was no sign of him. As little as we were, neither of us thought anything of it. However, the next time we were together, we saw him again. One of our other friends began to see him around her house after we were there. All three of us began to see him darting across the road at night, or standing outside. We would talk about him only to each other, and afterwards we’d feel his presence.

After a couple years, my friend who I’d originally encountered him with moved down the street, into a house across from that ice cream shop (it had gone out of business, however). I stayed over at her new house about a month after they had finished moving in. Her parents were out and her little sister was sleeping. Their poodle, who was normally incredibly calm, began barking from the kitchen.  We went to get her before she woke up my friends’ little sister. He was standing outside, in the middle of the road, staring into the kitchen bay window. We both immediately ducked down and she began crying. The neighbors’ dogs began barking and the gas station lights across the street flickered briefly. She grabbed her dog and ran sobbing back into her room, while I tried to calm her down and tell her there was nothing there. But, she knew I’d seen it. We heard heavy footsteps walking slowly down the hall. I started crying at this point, being scared for my life. The air was heavy and cold. She grabbed my hands and choked out a prayer. Something like, “Please, God, make it go away. I want him to leave us alone. I never want to see him again.” Then, she looked up at her doorway (which I had my back to), and screamed, “JUST GO AWAY IN THE NAME OF GOD.”

Her dog and the neighbors’ dogs stopped barking, and we sat there shaking and crying and holding hands. Her little sister didn’t wake up through out the entire event. We never saw that man again.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: I’m glad he left you alone after that! 8/10 for scares and thanks for sharing

▶ My inner medium…

Submitted by thestephaniemarie(deactivated)

I have medium in my family. My grandmother is a guide channeler so naturally, me and my family members have medium like experiences. Normally, the only stories I have are hearing whispers things being moved when I’m not looking but the last 3 deaths of people that were close to me where almost foreshadowed by the people themselves. My great grandmother pulled my legs the night before she passed. My best friend and her little sister, both were terminally I’ll, grabbed my hands and held them the night before their passing however my best friend visited me the night after as well. I was out of town when she coded in the hospital so when I came home the next day, I was distraught. That same night, I was crying in my bed when a small stuffed monkey she had given me that was by my bed moved. At first I thought it was me but then my room got really cold and I could see my breath. Immediately, I ask her to move the monkey again if it was her. Ten seconds later, one of the legs lifted up then fell right back down.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: It def sounds like you have inherited your grandmother’s abilities. This is really sad but sweet in a way. I’m very sorry for your losses, but glad that she could try to comfort you!  3/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!