I’ve never experienced anything that I would consider paranormal, but I have to say that this kind of stuff fascinates me and I’ve been interested in it from a very young age.
And the fact is that some people I know who are upstanding citizens have told me personal stories about things that happened to them that they just can’t explain…so you never know…
Have you ever had a creepy paranormal experience?
AskReddit users shared their spooky stories.
“It was August of last year, I went over to a friend’s house to stay the night.
Only people there were me, my friend M, his gf A, and my friend at the time N (now my gf). It was 2:30 at night, M was laying down for a bit, A and N were chilling in the living room, and I went outside on my own to have a smoke.
After I spark it up, I’m looking across the street from M and A’s house, and right behind a small concrete brick wall I notice a head that looked like a straight shadow slightly poking above the wall, looking at me. I thought it was just someone being really f**king weird until I put two and two together:
There’s a streetlight shining directly on where this thing is and it STILL looks like it’s complete shadow.
I was smoking my cigarette and watching this thing, making sure that I didn’t take my eyes off of this thing, and it’s just kind of watching me and bouncing back and forth, slowly getting faster as I smoke. By the time I’m done, this thing looks like it’s doing a ritual dance or some s**t with how fast it was going. I put out my smoke and slowly start backing up to the front door.
When I know I’m there, I fumble for the doorknob for a few seconds and as soon as I get a firm grip on it, that thing stops d**d in it’s tracks. For what feels like an eternity I’m standing there in a staring contest with it, and slowly it starts creeping towards the side of the wall. Only then do I decide to nope the f**k out of there, burst the door open, and slam it shut behind me making sure to lock it.
Scared the s**t out of my friends when for like a solid 10 minutes, I’m just constantly peeking through the windows looking like I just had a run-in with de**h itself. Eventually I explain what happened to them and confirmed they were all still inside the house like when I went outside, we all collectively decided that we didn’t need sleep that night anyway.
It never showed up again throughout the night. Didn’t even bother looking over in the area that I saw it the next morning, just wanted nothing to do with it. Still don’t know what exactly I saw that night, and I don’t want to know.
I’m no stranger to the paranormal, have had experiences with it all my life, so not a lot of it scares me, but whatever I saw that night, I could tell just from a glance that it was purely malevolent, and it absolutely terrified me.”
“I always had the terrible nightmares as a child so I’m sure there were plenty of episodes but this one happened in my mid 20’s and was terrifying.
I was house sitting for my parents at my childhood home, no big deal. They have a couple little whiny dogs that refused to settle down and sleep without my dad since they slept with him every night. By about night 3 I couldn’t take it anymore and decided to sleep in my dads room on the bed with them.
I was sleeping on the couch prior to this and in all the years I lived there never slept in that room, in fact I specially picked the other bedroom as a child even though it was visibly bigger and has a beautiful lake view my parents said I refused to take it.
About 2 or 3 in the morning I woke up to that low guttural growl dogs have that instantly makes your hair stand up. Keep in mind these are little yappy dogs that bark constantly, but this was something entirely different. The room was cold as F**K (this is mid July in the tropics so like 95 outside) and even though I’d been d**d asleep, I just knew something was wrong. Bad bad wrong.
Both dogs are growling nonstop so I roll over and halfway open my eyes and see these two little kids in what look like vintage baseball uniforms. I’m talking like turn of the century Victorian Age type s**t. There was nothing inherently scary about how they appeared but the feeling of dread was almost indescribable. They are just looking at me but somehow I knew that whatever these were, they were evil for lack of a better word. I honestly don’t even know how to explain it, but I just knew that something was very, very wrong with whatever I was seeing.
The absolutely primal terror feeling told me this was not the harmless dream variety. I couldn’t stop looking though, I swear I blinked 100 times trying to convince myself it was just a night terror until one half smiled at me, it was just a smile, but at the same time it was like malicious and somehow just off.
I just got this overwhelming urge that told me stop looking, close my eyes, pray, pray hard, and do it NOW. (you have to understand I am very much not the religious or church type) and I just squeezed my eyes shut and prayed out loud like I never had in my life for what felt like forever. It finally passed and about an hour later the dogs calmed down. As soon as I felt like it was “safe” to get out of that room i called my parents and made them cut their vaca short and come home that day.
My brother sleeps in there every night still with no problem, but something is wrong with that room. I’m not a big fan of the whole “evil” tropes, but I honestly don’t have a better word for it. Whatever was there that night was evil.”
3. The haunted road.
“There is a haunted road near where I live. Numerous people have seen the ghost car. The first time I saw it I was driving and my mom was dosing off in the passenger seat.
I see a cloud of dust and a large, old, black car speeding out of a road on my right. I just know he is going to exit that road at the same time I am passing by that road. We are going to collide. So I slam on the breaks. Don’t even look in the rear view mirror first I just lock it up. We come to an abrupt halt, mom comes awake. The car is gone.
No dust cloud coming from the road on my right, no black car. I am shaking asking repeatedly where the car went. She just laughs and says “you saw the ghost car”.”
4. On the farm.
“I grew up on a horse farm with a large indoor riding arena.
If there was an accident, like a horse breaking its leg, we would lay a tarp in the arena, bring the horse in if ambulatory, and wait for the vet to give their shot, “off to the glue factory” my dad would say.
Roughly 500 meters past multiple walls are where the rest of the horses stay indoors. Anytime there’s a horse who’s sick or dying they often whine and kick stalls. One time a border’s horse got the shot, and out of nowhere the entire barn just started screaming. Multiple horses bellowing and scrapping the stall doors with their hooves.
It sounded like an equine m**sacre. Some were so upset they broke into sweats and were just huffing away. It was cold so when I opened the barn door to go back to the house, all the steam and condensation from the horse breath and sweat left the barn at once.
Again, these horses had zero chance to see and could likely barely hear what was happening, and the neighing went off like an explosion. Super creepy.”
5. The old man.
“My high school girlfriend said she saw an old man in her house in the study. I laughed it off because her house was no older than 20 years old and how could it be haunted?
A few weeks later I was walking from the stairs and into the kitchen were she was sitting, out of the corner of my eye I see an older man sitting at the head of the table in the dining room. I tell her but have to rule out my claim as the seed of belief may have been planted in my head.
Months later her friend from Brazil was visiting. My girlfriend and I are fooling around upstairs and her friend burst through the door crying. In Portuguese my girlfriend asks what’s wrong and her friend says she was listen to music with headphones walking around on the main floor when she ran into an old man with a white beard in the study.
There was absolutely no way my girlfriend told her friend as she wasn’t a believer in the paranormal and didn’t make a big deal about it when she told me. To this day it is the one case in my life where I have to truly believe we all saw something in that house.”
“Me and some friends were counselors at a music camp in Northern California, and we always stayed in this super old dorm that was a hospital at one point.
My friend Nate was into those ghost hunting shows and we used to do this thing in the dorm late at night called an EVP session (Basically you do an AMA with spirits, and try to get them to answer questions while recording it hoping you pick up some paranormal audio). We never took it seriously, it was mostly something we did for fun after a few drinks.
Well one night we start doing the session and we start hearing some bumps and sounds in relation to the questions we asked. We are still kinda joking around, going “yeah right” but we can feel the room getting a little quieter. Then one of us asks “what is your name?” A few moments go by and we hear Nate ask “that was a joke right?” He had his headphones hooked into his his recorder, and we sat watching him puzzled, because he had this look on his face. He heard something we didn’t.
After some discussion we play back the audio through the speakers on the recorder so everyone can hear.
“What is your name?” We hear our friend ask. We hear in a whisper but clear as a bell something we didn’t hear before:
7. This old house.
“The house I grew up in, which my parents still own was always very creepy.
One night I was standing in my room and I looked next to me. There was a little girl wearing a white night gown and she had blonde hair. My mom had a daycare so I was always use to the daycare kids.
However it was 11:00 pm and she was not a daycare kid. For some reason or another I said go back to the playroom… then I realized what was happening and looked back and she was gone with the door slowly shutting itself.
I’ve also had many sleep paralysis instances where I could open my eyes and see the floor next to my bed and see her legs and shoes standing there without being able to move.
I told this story to a girl who lived next to me at a campfire one night and before I explained the girl she came out and said… “was she blonde with a white night gown?” She told me that she had also seen her at her house one night.”
8. Difficult to rationalize.
“2009. Late evening after my grandmother’s funeral.
My aunt and I are at my grandmother’s house going through her paperwork in preparation for the coming disbursement of her estate to the rest of the family. I had my dog, Jack, with me as he went everywhere with me in those days. He was the most chill dachshund anyone ever met. Nothing ever bothered that dog.
Anyway, my aunt and I are discussing some random memories of my grandmother when Jack jumps out of a d**d sleep on the couch, runs to just a few feet away from the empty chair my grandmother always sat in and starts going absolutely insane, barking toward her chair – not the chair itself, though. The angle of his gaze suggested he was looking at someone in the chair.
Now, Jack never barked at anyone in his life, but here he is going absolutely apes**t over… nothing. It was the singular moment in his life that he seemed upset. He wasn’t angry, he wasn’t excited, he just clearly had a big problem with something in the chair.
This went on for a solid 60 seconds as my aunt and I could only stare in shock and disbelief, occasionally exchanging baffled glances. Then, as quickly as it began, Jack stopped barking, stared at the chair for maybe another 3 seconds, then went back to the couch.
My aunt and I exchanged one more puzzled look before she said, “Very funny, mom!”
I had never seen my dog act that way before and never saw it again. I’m on the fence about believing in ghosts or anything, but that experience was very difficult to rationalize.”
9. What was that?
“We were visiting my in-laws around Christmas and we were chatting in their den, having some drinks and catching up.
They had a Christmas tree in the corner of the den. Nobody was sitting near it. My husband and father inlaw we sitting in lounge chairs and I was sitting with my mother in-law on the couch on the opposite side of the tree. The two dogs were napping between us. We were all at least 6 feet away from the tree.
All of a sudden their Christmas tress begins to v**lently shake. Like someone grabbed the trunk and was shaking dust off of it. A few ornaments fell to the ground and then it stopped. It shook for a good 10 seconds.
The thing is, we were the only 4 in the house, the dogs were sleeping on the couch with us, the tree had been up for at least a week so no woodland creatures hiding in it and nothing else in the house shook. No glass clinking, no other rumbling sounds, just the tree.
We checked the news to see if there was an earthquake, we checked online (pre smartphones) and the newspapers and no reports of an earthquake. We also live in an area where earthquakes are rare.
So I have no clue what shook the d**n tree. We all saw it, the dogs slept through it. They did not give AF.”
10. The subconscious.
“I had a dream that I was at this cottage party, though I didn’t recognize anyone there (but I knew them?).
All of a sudden, someone is knocking on the door and about 20 people crowd around it. I’m walking up and then everyone turns to look at me saying “they’re here for you.” I’m like f**k this no thank you, but I still go and walk up. It’s this old lady kind of lying on the ground, as if she crawled up there. She’s got stringy long hair and white eyes. I’m like no thank you good day ma’am.
But I somehow feel comforted??? I leave her at the door and walk to my room at the cottage and there’s this old man sitting in my bed. I’m like okay hey. He’s like: “someone d**d recently in your life and you didn’t get to say goodbye. Now is your chance.” I look out the window and he’s also there. I again feel comforted. Then my friends dog woke me up!
I definitely know this was about my friend who had passed away a month before. She had stage 4 stomach cancer and d**d within a month of knowing. Its crazy what our subconscious can do!”
“I used to live in a mobile home trailer park growing up.
There was a hallway that went from one end of the trailer to the other, with the bedrooms coming off it on one side. My bed was on the wall opposite the hallway, so I could see into the hallway but not down either side.
When I was about maybe 6-8 years old, if I stayed awake after my dad went to sleep and stared at the doorway I would start to be able to make out a hand stretching from beyond the doorway in the hall, from the right side of the door to the left.
The longer I looked the more of the hand would appear until eventually over the course of a few minutes I could see a a red and white striped shirt/sweater sleeve. If I continued to stare, after a longer period, the body of a boy would appear in the doorway.
I specifically remember hiding under the covers most nights when this would happen, mostly at the first sight of him. I was never antagonized further than him slowly moving (facing my bed) from the right side of the door to the left, and if I continued to stare he would eventually disappear beyond the left threshold.
We moved out of that trailer into a home when I had just turned 9 and that was the end of it. I never really thought about it, and I never told my dad or anyone else about it because by that time I had already chalked it up to just seeing things, and had thought it was my imagination (I’m sure it probably was).
About 15-20 years later, my dad and I were talking about his best friend that had lived next door, but sadly just passed away. We started talking about our trailer and the older lady that had moved in after us. My dad said something like “funny enough, [Dads friend] told me a few years ago that that woman used to see a little boy in a red and white shirt, like a ghost or something.”
I was obviously taken about and told him about what I had seen almost every night for a few years and we were both just a bit shocked at what that might mean.
Never experienced anything else, but that completely stumps me.”
12. White orb.
“A buddy and I saw, as clear as possibly could be, a white orb appear out of the air, slowly float up through the trees, and disappear.
I can explain the entire thing in detail if anyone is interested. I’m not a superstitious or religious person, but I’ve never heard a good scientific explanation.
Ball lighting might be the best possible explanation.”
13. Grandpa’s old room.
“I was sleeping in my grandpa’s old room. He recently passed away and his body (in our tradition) was outside in the hallway. The hallway did not have a door and literally was outside.
Well the fabulous fam decided to move his body closer to my window. The whole night I could hear foot steps. I then saw a shadow of a man with a hat walking back and forth.
I’m a light sleeper so I said all angry “Shut Up! Let me sleep! Go to sleep or leave!” Lol the person left.
Well I found out my cousin thought she saw my grandpa walking around in the hallway but she didn’t understand as he was d**d.
So I guess we both saw my grandpa’s spirt? Idk?”
14. Deep in the forest.
“I do deep forest, as far from civilization as possible, camping and one experience creeped me the f**k out.
It’s the middle of the night, 2 am roughly, traveling through a forest a couple of miles from civilization because I got a call on my sat phone saying I needed to get home immediately. I stumble upon an old graveyard the latest tombstone I could read by my flashlight was 1831, and I hear a sound behind me. I whip around and there’s nothing but the still unending blackness of the night.
Then I hear another sound from my left. I look over there and again nothing. I think to myself I’m probably imagining it since I’m alone in a forest miles from civilization. I turn around and head back to civilization. Just as I’m about to pass the last tombstone I can see I hear a little girl giggle right in my f**king ear. Now I think I’m going crazy because s**t like this doesn’t happen in the real world only in horror movies. Suddenly a f**king rock hits my back.
Not a pebble but an avocado sized rock. I know I’m not crazy and I just book it the f**k out of there as fast as possible. I refuse to re-enter that forest to this day.”
15. I’m a believer.
“Worked security for a local security company that was just starting up and specialized in monitoring heavy levee equipment out in the orchards.
I had no radio, no g**, no mace, no flashlight, and no phone service. I was strictly there to monitor and take notes, but if anything DID happen the nearest help was 30-45 minutes away in town.
Fast forward to a few weeks of night shifts along the levee with it being surrounded by orchards, and i was pretty comfortable at my new location with its one road in and one road out as the only entrance for a few miles.
It was about 0230 in the morning when i hear an alarm clock going off somewhere in the murky darkness. Im positioned along side the levee in this position: o + o with my car being the “o” on the right, the levee as the “+” and the alarm sound coming from the “o” on the left. I turn my car on and drive over the levee to where the workers had a portable office container with a few chairs and a table set up and where it sounds like the alarm is coming from.
As my dim high-beams started to sweep across the orchard I see a dark figure multiple rows back seem to fade behind a tree quickly. I stop there and stare into the darkness barely disrupted by my POS cars head lights.
Nothing moves and I can hear the alarm still going off so I get out of my car and using my phones light, i find the culprit sat upon a white plastic table. A single small square battery powered alarm clock was singing away as my brain screamed at me to return to my car. I quickly popped the batteries out of the alarm and hopped back into my car as the silence returned to the orchards.
As i was reversing out of the spot, my headlights bathed the trees in light again and the same similar shape was now 3 or 4 rows closer and this time it seemed to crouch down behind a tree. I sat there for a moment longer staring into the void before my brain screeched, “What if theres more and this is the distraction?” That thought encouraged me to back up onto the high part of the levee and there i waited for the next three and a half hours “alone”.
It felt torturous. Like a thousand eyes were burrowing into every square inch of my car and soul from every angle. The quiteness of an orchard is something very unsettling in the winter time, as theres no insects or wildlife wandering about. All i could hear was silence and my pounding heart for the next three and a half hours of my shift. I almost wanted some monster to come tearing through the trees bellowing out, “Hahah here I am, here to eat you!” But instead i saw and heard nothing more.
My morning shifter shows up late and starts casually drinking his hot cup of coffee as i give him the run down while the sun starts to peak into the sky. I still remember the steam trail from his mug and the chirping of early birds as we decided to investigate further into the orchards.
We ended up at the spot where I saw the figure and after some quick scanning he ended up spotting some really large footprints from boots that seemed to pace back and forth in a line along one row of trees, we then tracked them as they led forward towards the workers office container and abruptly stopped near a tree while still a few rows back.
Nothing more. No follow up footprints leading forward or backwards. No vehicle tracks leading out of the dirt. No one could have gotten past me without trudging through the orchard. It was as if someone appeared, paced back and forth in a line for a few hours, walked forward, and then just disappeared without another step.
We reported it to the boss and he shrugged it off saying maybe it was an elaborate prank by the construction workers, but that was one of the last shifts I worked doing security.
Definitely made me more of a believer in the paranormal kind of things.”
16. Very weird.
“Pretty sure an aliens stopped me from st**bing my dad when I was 15.
One evening after school freshman year I had gotten into a huge argument with my father. He had a tendency to not calm down once he gets riled up, he was being very confrontational with me and had me cornered in the kitchen next to the sink. My mother had come out of the room she was yelling and doing her best to calm him down but it wasn’t working. Right after he pushed her away from him I had grabbed a huge knife from out the sink.
In that moment it felt like time stopped for what felt Like forever in my mind. So long that I had time to have a full dialog about what i wanted for my life. Suddenly time had resumed and everyone’s demeanor in the house had changed dramatically. I no longer had a desire to wield a weapon, my father who was just shouting and being aggressive was Suddenly docile along with my mother, they joined hands and walked into their room in near complete silence.
In complete shock from everyone’s sudden change in behavior, I scratch my head for a moment confused then I had this sudden urge to look out the front door of my house. As I peered out the window my eyes are immediately drawn towards the sky as there was this MASSIVE ball of green light over my house and the next moment it bolts south west through the sky never to be seen again.
It burned the mango tree across the street from my house too, causing it not to grow fruit or leaves for close to 2 years and had a section missing from the top of the tree that looked like someone had an ice cream scooper.
There were 5-6 other people at the school bus stop talking about the giant green light from the night before also. I didn’t see any lil green dudes but I feel like something or someone stepped into my life and hit a reset button in that moment and it changed my life dramatically… I’m forever grateful for that help that day idk where my life would be otherwise.”
17. There’s something out there.
“20 years old, taking my girlfriend home late one night on small country roads. I go to take a left turn then suddenly there are bright headlights coming through the passengers window.
She screams, I scream, we are about to be ki**ed….and nothing happens. We don’t get hit, the car just vanishes. She is hyperventilating and crying, Im scared as hell, confused, and adrenaline is racing. We sat there five minutes before I could drive again.
Start up the road and suddenly there are intense headlights behind us, they fly up behind us easily going 50 mph faster than us. Braced to get rear ended….and nothing. Girl is screaming so loud she is hoarse, all I hear is GO, GO, GO.
We drove the next 10 miles on little country roads at 110 mph, making curves that should have sent us into ditches, with the headlights either mere feet behind us or pulling alongside but we could never see anything but lights. Then my girlfriend suddenly screamed “What did you do with the f**king stars?!”
I glanced up, not daring to look away from the road very long, and the sky was black. Not moonless night black, I mean GONE black. I know how crazy it sounds but I am driving with the gas pedal on the floor at three times the safe speed, scared to death, with a screaming girl beside me and distinctly remember watching the trees in the headlights to figure out if everything literally vanished, ceased to exist once my cars headlights were past it because looking out the passengers window things seemed to just pop and vanish.
She curled up in her seat and passed out. There was a sharp 90 degree turn ahead with a huge, deep gully just past it and there was no way we could make it at our speed. I don’t know why but when I saw the lights beside me I slammed on the brakes as hard as I could. The lights zipped past us and vanished, the stars were back and somehow sitting there I just knew it was over
I woke her up, and she just kind of oozed into her seat and quietly asked me to take her home. We didn’t talk about it at all, she just got out and ran inside. I sat in her driveway and trembled for 10 minutes. I was terrified of going home the way we had come so I numbly drove 20 minutes in the wrong direction and slept in the parking lot of a truck stop because there were people around 24 hours a day.
My girlfriend would not return my phone calls for two days, I finally got her by calling her mom (who was as nice as ever). Told my girlfriend I really wanted to talk about what had happened, she said “it never happened.” In the driest, most emotionless voice that I can still hear 30 years later.
We NEVER discussed it and three troubled months later broke up (never discussed that either, just quit talking). I have never heard of anyone else seeing odd lights and I’ve never seen them again but SOMETHING was out there with us that night.”
18. The staircase.
“We lived in a house that had wooden stair case going from the first floor to the second floor.
I noticed that anytime we went up the stairs when we got to the fifth and sixth step we would stumble going up in the same spot. So it became habit to move to the left as if someone was blocking the way and we needed to get out of the way. We didn’t think about it. We would just move out of the way.
Crazy thing is the cats would do the same thing in the same area. None of us realized we were doing it. This was back in the day when we had 33mm film cameras. I had taken a few picture of my daughters one evening with the stairs in the back ground. Weeks later I had the film developed .
In every picture I took with the stairs in it there were two orbs floating over the exact spot on the stairs were we would trip.”
19. Freaked out.
“Woke up one morning and heard a full conversation going on downstairs. It wasn’t uncommon for the neighbors to be over and talking to my mom that early so I thought nothing of it and went to the kitchen for a drink.
Walked past my mom‘s room and noticed she was sound asleep and there was no one in the front of the house. Didn’t see anything but I was genuinely freaked.”
“I worked in skyscraper. Before I started working there, a teenage boy jumped off the building, he was distraught over his mother’s death.
It was very traumatic for the witnesses. I always parked on the top floor of the adjacent parking garage because it was less expensive. One morning I was waiting for the slow garage elevator and I was looking over the railing at the plaza seven floors below when I heard a voice say “just jump!”
I started parking across the street in a paved lot the next day.”
21. Man in the store.
“I went to Kroger late one night, since I was on a graveyard shift schedule, so this was about 1 AM.
I’m at the back end of an aisle where this was this poorly dressed man, looked about mid-40’s/early 50’s with a walking staff. As I stood near him for a few seconds to find my items, he started talking to me about religion. I initially thought it was just the usual crazy person, ranting about God or whatever popped into their head. However, after 10-12 seconds, he stopped and said “Son, you seem like you are carrying a burden”.
Over the next 10 full minutes, I had this very open conversation with this complete stranger about the world and spiritualism. It was the first real therapeutic moment since my mom had d**d and I couldn’t believe the setting of it.
After a little bit longer, he said he didn’t want to hold me up and to have a good night before he turned back around and started grabbing an item off the shelf. Since I was at the end of the aisle, it took me only a few steps to get into the back portion of the store where there was a Kroger employee stocking shelves.
He saw me and instantly asked “Hey man, who were you talking to? I was right here for a bit and only ask because you don’t have any headphones in and your phone wasn’t out”. I told him it was with that older guy in the aisle and the employee replied with “dude, nobody else was there”.
I instantly turned, took a few steps back to the aisle, and saw a completely empty aisle. I figured he probably just walked away right as I did, so I quickly jogged to the front of the store and looked around. This guy was nowhere to be seen.
With the condition this man appeared to be, there was no d**n way he hobbled to the front, checked out, and was gone within the 8-10 seconds it took for me to interact with that store employee. I even asked the security guard if he had seen that man within the last minute and he told me that nobody had come in or out since I walked into the store.”
“I was on a long trip from Michigan to California.
I drove for 16 hours straight to eastern Colorado, where it started to snow pretty hard. I decided it would be a good time to pull over for the night and pulled over at a rest stop in Sterling, a small town in the middle of the Colorado plains. My first weird experience in this town was a random stranger pulling into the rest stop and asking me how to get to Denver.
I thought nothing of it and found the nearest motel. It had this old-west saloon theme and was completely empty, my car and the owner’s were the only cars in the lot. The snow started to come down pretty hard so I decided to stay there. When I checked in, the owner gave me this key with a keychain that had my room number.
I got my bag out of my car and put it in the room, and as I went back outside in the snow to get something else from my car, I noticed I lost the key and was locked out. I looked everywhere for it, and even took out everything in my trunk. As I was searching my car for the key, the snow started to pick up a little more.
I gave up and eventually went back to the owner for a new one, and went to sleep for the night. I couldn’t really sleep that whole night, and the room was eerily drafty. Flash forward two years, and I eventually forgot about the key with the red keychain. Until it magically re-appeared in my trunk in some random place I remember already looking in. I swear this key is some kind of cursed object.”
23. Hearing jazz.
“My husband and I had the “hang out house” of the cul-de-sac.
Everyone hung out in our garage. We had a friend “Tony” who would stop by after work, take a nap on my couch, and then hang out every night playing pool or just shooting the s**t before going home. Sadly, he was ki**ed in a vehicle accident. For nearly a year after that, we would wake up to the stereo in the garage turning on and playing the jazz radio station.
Tony was the only one who liked jazz – and our garage radio was never tuned to that station. Even if it was turning on due to some strange power surge, it would have turned on to the station we kept it set to, not the jazz station!”
24. Won’t stay there anymore.
“I won’t sleep in my nana’s house anymore now. Even though I basically grew up in that house as a kid with zero problems. I didn’t even believe in anything beforehand but this had me proper shook.
I was in my 20s and hadn’t been back for ages since I had moved away. But me and my mam stayed over one night visiting. I slept upstairs in the front bedroom (two single beds). Mam slept in the smaller “box room” that was a narrower room to the left of it. I can’t remember why it was that arrangement. Nana and grandad were in the back bedroom.
I woke up randomly in the middle of the night, wide awake. Went to the bathroom, checked my phone. Saw it was after 4am-ish. Tried to lie down and go to sleep and I suddenly felt really really awful. I can’t describe it. I felt sick, sad and terrified all at the same time for no reason. As if you were hiding somewhere from somebody and your heart is going crazy as they walk past looking for you.
I tried to close my eyes and nod off. Couldn’t really get to sleep. To the left of me the bed started dipping as if someone was trying to stand on the mattress and walk across it. Two more dips one after the other to where my legs were. The mattress was actually making noise under the weight. But there was nothing there I couldn’t see anything? It stopped as it got to the end of the bed. Then I kid you not the hand I had out over my blanket was touched and I thought I was going to cry or wretch (or both). I felt so sad and confused.
When the terror subsided enough for me to move I burst out crying and ran into my mam. Trying to tell her what happened through the gasps. She was already awake. She said a spider was crawling across her arm and it woke her up. Said she heard me come back from the bathroom.
She left me in her bed and got up to check the front bedroom. She told me that when she went in she felt sick and angry. The hairs on her arms were sticking up but she couldn’t see anything. She came back and told me not to go in there.
Of course then nana and grandad woke up to me crying and grandad dismissed it saying I was dreaming. I was awake and was on my d**n phone! My nana wasn’t too bothered and said something like “ah yeah I’ve felt and heard strange stuff for years but nothing dangerous”. Couldn’t believe she was only saying that now.
I didn’t stay over again after that. I dunno whether I got more sensitive to stuff that was already going on or that something awful started hanging around.
Mam and nana didn’t tell grandad and called a priest to come to the house (we’re Catholic). He was told everything and checked the house. He took some photos in that front room. He took a few photos of the wall over the beds and there was this blurry area in the middle over the headboards. He said that apparently from what he’s seen before it was a sort of gate where things can get in and out. So they were obviously coming out, landing on the bed and continuing through the house.
The housing estate itself is next to the biggest children’s hospital in the country and he thought maybe there were a lot of confused “entities” passing through that didn’t know where to go. So that explains what my nana says. But also older, meaner things were coming in and out and that could’ve only been happening recently.
My uncle told me afterwards that he stopped house sitting for them years ago because he could hear running across the house upstairs and couldn’t take it anymore.
Mam had to stay there a few more times for work and she said the night disturbances were getting more and more aggressive. More grabbing, things moving. My nana told me she locked up the house but when she came back and unlocked the front room the iron was plugged in and red hot. The house could’ve burnt down.
Grandad still denies everything but won’t sleep without a tv or radio on (so he’s afraid but won’t admit it). Currently waiting for them to move houses.”
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