ITT: Personal stories
>nopes
>innawoods/desert/etc
>OOBE/AP/NDE
>whatever
Just post your own personal stories about shit you directly have done or has happened to you
>pic related
>>17353542
second pic (of the camp ish) for the story
>>17353542
Posting the screenshot because I do not want to retype all of it. Will answer questions about it though.
>>17353740
bump
awesome
Not really NOPE but they fit the thread. Also the story is my cousin's but I'll greentext as if it was me. Anyway
>be sitting on a bus going to Mexico city from a farther village
>seat next to me is empty so I'm fine
>on the way bus is stopped by criminals with guns telling everyone to hand over valuables (not common but not unheard of either)
>no one has guns or would dare attempt
>get my wallet and cellphone on my lap everyone else does gets their stuff out
>tear up a little and look down at my shoes
>one of the guys has a big bag and is taking the stuff of people in front coming for my row next
>when I look back up there's a man dressed in a white robe and with a dim light emanating from him sitting next to me
>he smiles and says "don't worry, I'll take care of it"
>the guy with the bag looks at me with an empty gaze, doesn't see the man with the robe
>skips me and goes to the next row
My cousin never saw the "angel" ever again. Also a funny story from him, once a girl claimed to speak in tongues and said god wanted them to go out to break things up with his girlfriend.
Fucking Mexico man.
>>17354352
spooky
>>17353740
see my take on this as to why he could see the dog. now I am basing this all off my Chinese background, but the dog was, in a way, the escorter. it is said that when people die, they are escorted to where they have to go, be it heaven or hell. as to the kid seeing it? it is rumored that children can see things we can't, due to them being purer or something. so you'll often get children going to churches or hospitals or temples, and say that they see uncles and aunties with warm glows behind them or beasts and sickly looking people in rags and tags. as to the dream, dead and dying loved ones tend to, for some reason, try to leave some message or enter our dreams, but alot also, in the 7 days following death, may revisit familiar places, go home, sit on their favourite couch or something, as if to say goodbye one last time.
that's my take anyway
>>17354222
so it really was heyzeus, not jeezus
>>17354372
She, and that makes sense. Always got the feeling the dog was there to be a guide. And it might have sensed that I was already comfortable with black dogs, seeing as I had one at home, and made itself appear in that form. Stuff to ponder. Just wonder if the Tick Tock thing will mean anything in the future cause my mom doesn't have any life threatening heart condition currently.
>be me
>10 yo
>sleeping in my cozy bed
>wake up in the middle of the night
>shits scary, felt an eerie feeling
>start sleeping again
>as my eyes start to close
>i notice something
>a hand
>a fucking hand
>shit pulled my hand
>i started crying
>closed my leyes really hard and covered myself in my sheets
Have some other weird stories if you are interested...
>>17354566
I dunno if that moar is for me but i need to take this off my anyway.
>be me
>21 yo now
>hard working slave now yay
>tired because work
>went to my parents room cuz is cozier
>started to fall sleep
>as i started dreaming my dreams were abruptly interrupted
>i got into a instant state of sleep paralysis, but oddly enough, i was in reality, not a weird ass sleep paralisys dream
>a Voice popped inside my head
>i could literally feel that shit inside my head , scratching my brain
>it started saying things like "youre mine piece of shit" and "im gonna kill you
> it said many other things but my best guess is my brain decided to ingnore it dor my own good
> i finally got out of my sleep parálisis
Weir as fuck, if you ask me..
I have a couple moar if you want
Not my story, but rather one I heard from a guy I used to know very loosely in college - we met a few times at parties and such. I just knew him as a fucked-in-the-head lunatic who had absolutely no fear.
Anyways, one girl at the table with us all is talking about how to induce lucid dreams. I didn't know that at the time, that was the first time I'd ever been introduced to the concept.
However, Fearless Motherfucker apparently quite rightly pointed out that girl had been duped and that was just a great way to cause the tripping the ballsiest-of-balls version of sleep paralysis, because he'd tried it himself.
Disclaimer: Being him there's about a 50/50 chance that her recipe was for real lucid dreaming and he just fucked it up.
Anyways, he described his incident.
He said he woke up with people walking all over his room, circling the bed and whatnot. One really fucked-up emaciated child squatting on his desk hissing at him and pointing. He lightened the mood by describing him as the fucker from the Unicef collection box.
Now, people walking around your room and on the ceilings doesn't sound too bad to us but he said they were all fucked up. Pigs faces, wide grins, teeth like big white chisels.
Then something dressed as a nurse sprints into the room and jumps on top of him, hands around his neck. It's the one face he says he really remembers - one white eye, one bloodshot one with no iris. Just bloodshot and a black hole. No nose, and her mouth was vertical. Like, her chin split open down the middle and opened from about where the larynx should be all the way up to where the nose should be. No forked tongue, one that had just been split in half, like with a scissors.
Only time I've ever heard him scared of anything.
Second story from even earlier in childhood. Will Greentext. Picture related.
>Be about 8
>Parent's renovating attic to make it into a bedroom for themselves
>Only wood floors and beams
>No structure or insulation for walls yet
>Only things up there are tools and supplies for renovation and a mini trampoline for us kids to jump on
>Keeps us out of their hair
>Parents have to get something from room downstairs
>Stay in attic playing on trampoline
>Turn around mid jump and nearly shit a brick
>Little ghost girl standing in between two beams staring at me
>Haul ass downstairs
>"I thought you were playing anon" my mom says to me as I pass by
>Not Anymore
>Walls and dormers were put up and I haven't seen the girl since
>Still get the feeling of being watched while I'm up there so I try not to hang out if I can help it
Posted this a few days ago in another thread but it was archived and I didn't really check in after because reasons. I've got tons of weird occurrences like this, somethings definitely off.
>Be Me 9 days ago
>Live in Wisconsin
>I walk to work because I live 3 blocks away
>That night it was snowing like mad we ended up getting almost 8 inches
>I decided to walk even though it was snowing because i'm broke
>Get workstuff and head out at around 10:30ish
>Arrive to work and fellow employee is looking at me like i'm crazy
>wtf is your problem?
>Dude its 1:00am, I called and your room mates said you had left, so I was worried a bit
>Look at clock and it indeed says 1:00
>feel really confused, i'm sure I left at 10:30
>Work buddy is cool and leaves, I tell him i'll come in at 9:00 to relieve him
>I sit and mull over what happened the whole night, I figure I slept in and read the clock wrong.
>Shift over I head out to walk home.
>Kicking snow around as its thick as hell and nobody has shoveled yet
>Come to a spot a block away from my house.
>Footprints in the snow going towards my work
>Footprints stop suddenly, they don't lead anywhere.
>It's as if someone was walking, stopped and disappeared
>Follow the trail to where footprints come from
>They lead to my house
>>17353740
Do you have any more stories of black dogs?
>>17354372
I believe this too but I never understand why it's always a dog. It scares me. They sound evil
bamp
>be me a few days ago
>home by myself on my pc
>hear a crying/wimpering noise come from my closet
>"meh whatever"
>hear it again
>and again and again
Sounds like a dog whining for like one second but with a humanish muffled tone to it
>check to see if its my dog that's downstairs
>it's not
>hear it alot more but then stops
>mom comes home and asks me if that morning I called for her
>"mmm no?"
>"oh well it sounded like from your bathroom you said "hey mom" and I called back and no one answered"
>okaaay?
On the other side of my closet wall is my bathroom
>cousin comes over and I tell him about it
>gets a ghost hunter app just to mess around and what not
>detects a ghost from my closet/bathroom area
This happened in the late August. I have to say, that I spoke with my father after all this shit happened and he told me that he had never experienced anything like this before.
My family owns a small house in dense wooded area far away from civilization. There are a couple of forest lakes and swamps nearby good for bird hunting. We loved to move here for holidays. When I have grown up I often went here for drinking with my friends. When I acquired a gun I often hunted here with my friend (let's call him Max). If we were to lazy to go into the woods we were entertained by shooting cans and empty bottles.
That day, we loaded my friend's car with food, alcohol, took our gun (couple of hunting shotguns of 16k) and necessary things for camping. Max took his dog with him (Springer Spaniel named Buzz).
We arrived late in the evening. You know, from the very arrival I felt something wrong... something was bothering me, but I could not understand that. Max felt it too judging according to his looks but tried to hide it.
We parked car in the yard, unloaded it and started generator in the house. We ate some food but decided not to drink alcohol. Just because alcohol and guns together are bad thing, you know.
At that night I was awakened by a loud dog whining and whisper of Max. I opened my eyes and saw Buzz clinging to his owner's feet, and Max stood near the window holding a shotgun.
- Max, what are you doing?
- Quiet! Do you hear someone walking? Get up and take the gun!
Someone really walked outside - its steps were heavy, loud enough, if made us to that we're not alone here. Though I am not a brilliant hunter, but it seems to me that it's not a bear.
I jumped from the bed, pulled my pants and grabbed a shotgun. Max beckoned me to the window. I splitted the curtain a bit and looked out of the window. In the darkness, I could see some dark figure in the 10 feet from us. I could not see the hands and feet. The figure swaying from side to side, then turned around and disappeared in the woods.
- Looks like the bear - Max said, moving away from the window - they easily can stand up on its hind legs and look just like human.
- Well, what can we do now?
- We will watch the dog to not being chased after him. And take some bullet rounds with you. Just in case.
Hunters know that going with semi-automatic shotguns against a bear - is not a good idea. As use an untrained dog against them. So we had a serious concern towards our future.
- So, what did he do here? I know, animals try to avoid of human constructions.
- Hell if I know...
With this in mind, we went to sleep.
Early in the morning we walked around our house. There were no single bear or animal footprint or any traces they left after them. Again, I didn't stop feeling anxious.
There were no luck next day. Max's shotgun constantly misfired, and when he suffered another prolonged shot, we decided to go home.
We rode back in complete silence. I do not know why. Normally, Max is very talkative person, but he was completely silent that time. Suddenly something black crossed the road at high speed. It moved on two legs and quickly disappeared somewhere in the forest. The car had stopped. Definitely it was not a bear, more likely that thing from last night. Max was trying to jump out of the car, but I stopped him. Slowly we continued our way. I looked in the mirror and saw that something black stares over us. I did not talk to Max about this. Who knows, maybe it was just a bear.
When we moved back there was a surprise for us - the front door was wide open. However, nothing was touched in the house. Even the food we left from last day.
We went around the house, and nearby forest in the search who could do this. Needless to say, we found nothing.
We moved to home and locked all the doors. I took bottle of vodka and offered Max to drink it, since our hunting failed. He accepted. I had pouring the glasses, when we heard the howling. I thought it was like a wolf's, though more rough and screechy... or something. Max grabbed his gun and rushed towards the window. Outside there was none. However howling did not stop. It somehow turned into a woman's scream strangely. I noticed that Buz whined and crouched in a corner constantely trembling. Screaming stopped. Instead it started knocking. First in the frontdoor. Then in the wall. Then came the sound of a knocking in the window. But nobody banged into our windows!
I didn't understood what was happening.
Then scream resumed. This time, it turned more and more screechy. Max quietly walked over and pulled the curtain from the window. There was some creature glaring at him. How to describe it ... The creatur had a large round head, covered with gray fur, round ears, small red glowing eyes, and a huge open mouth with large sharp front teeth ( by the way, Max described the monster differently - long wolfish mouth with red eyes, triangular ears and black mane). Max looked at the monster. After some time the face disappeared. As the cries and knocking.
Max slowly sank to the floor and began to shake. I sat on the floor next with him. So we sat there until morning. The noises didn't repeat anymore - but we could hear someone loudly stomps under our windows.
When the sun came out, we dare go outside. There were no traces of the monster again. Silently, we took the dog, loaded into the car and rushed away. Just driving off from the house, I stopped feeling of anxiety, thing that haunted me all the time.
From this time, I often attended this place. With my father, or friends, or alone, but there was nothing similar to what I experienced that night. I don't know what is it still.
I'm not a good story teller or great at greentext but this is about a white creature I saw once
>few years ago at old apartment
>in front of apartment was a small clearing and then woods
>for weeks me and neighbors would hear strange screams at night
>no one could figure out what it was
>sounded kind of like a fox screaming mixed with bird screeching
>one night right after sunset me and friend are sitting on front porch drinking beer
>hear screams in woods again
>we stand up and start making noise trying to attract whatever it was
>suddenly a large white figure leaps out of the treeline and stands in the clearing
>it was dark but I'd guess it was 5 feet tall but couldn't make out if it was humanoid or maybe a large bird
>it just stands there staring at me and my friend
>we try to get it to come closer to get a better look at it but it won't budge no matter how much we yelled
>finally pick up a rock and throw it in the clearing towards it but it was too far away to actually hit
>the second the rock hits the ground the thing charges at ungodly speeds across the clearing towards us
>we flip the fuck out and run inside
>open main door a minute later after we calmed down to see if we could see it through the glass door
>it was gone
>never heard those screams at night anymore after that
To this day i wish I wouldn't have been such a bitch and looked longer to see what it was or just make out some defining features when it was running at us, but it went from motionless for minutes to cheetah speed. I don't know if it walked on 2 or 4 legs. Maybe it had wings. Either way I lived in that apartment for 2 years after that, never heard or saw it again
>>17354566
>>17355463
>>17359407
>>17360035
>be me
>>17359441
Not any more that personally happened. Read a bunch online about ghost dogs though.
>be me at around 8 years old
>live in old military housing with my family
>place is haunted as fuck
>see red eyes in my vents, faces on my parents bedroom ceiling
>see ghosts coming out of the pantry and floating down the hallway in a line
>see loads of unexplainable crap in that house
>mfw years later my father asks me and my siblings about material for a book on how haunted the house was
I want more nope stories. When I was a kid I had plenty of nope experiences, then as I got older and my imagination died down perhaps (primarily when I moved from a small house in the woods to big city) all the nope went away. No ghosts, no growling monsters, no large black figures in the night, no bigfoot... nothing. I have proceeded to live in the most "haunted" places around here only to find them totally mundane and boring.
I wish I could have a truly supernatural or cryptid experience.
Might as well post another one
>Summer of 2014
>Be really fat need to lose weight
>280lb hamplanet
>On weight-loss program called Lose it
>Everyday I have to input my current weight, foot eaten ect.
>Be either a Sunday or Monday can't remember
>That day I weighed 270ish in the morning when I woke
>Miss breakfast so I have some extra calories to spend for the day
>Being a fat fuck I won't pass up food
>I go to subway and eat fresh
>I return home regretting it
>I watch some TV for a bit and then go to bed
>Sometime in the night I have a horrible dream
>Something is drilling, and there is a pain in my side
>I hear some strange sounds but cannot see anything, every things so bright.
>I feel something touch my stomach
>I flip my shit
>Cannot move wtf?
>Pain returns this time more real
>I wake up and its morning
>I get up and take the worst shit of my life
>Subway shit fresh
>I sigh and get on the scale to weigh myself
>248lbs
>thefuck.jpg
>I run to my computer
>I register at 270 something night before
>Go back to scale
>248
>Take my shirt off and look at my man titties
>Notice something weird on my left side
>Run my finger over it to see what it is
>It's 2-3cm hole
>>17362391
Well you did want to lose it.
>>17362463
The normal way yes, not some horrific ayy lmao weight loss program
>>17362481
When you found out did you lose your cool?
>>17362502
Well I ended up going to the ER because I was seriously upset and kind of scared. The doctor looked at the puncture wound and didn't say anything directly, but he left the room and returned with another doctor who after looking at it under the flash light went and got a third and forth doctor to come take a look at it. (Not sure if all of them were doctors but they had the stethoscopes and white lab coats so whatever)
The entire time i'm sitting there nervous and asking what the hell happened while all these doctors are groping my side fat and looking into this hole with a flashlight. Anyway, the doctors all leave and like ten minutes go by and the original jackass enters the room again. He tells me he is going to have me do a CT scan or whatever to find out if there was any internal damage besides the obvious gaping hole.
Understand this whole time, there isn't any blood, like 0 bleeding..
I go and have the CT scan and sit in the ER for what feels like forever, and finally the doctor comes back in and ask me about my sleeping positions, do I wake up often in the night, yada yada.
He then told me that I must of accidentally punctured my side with what he assumes to be a screwdriver while sleeping. I tell him there are no screw drivers in my bed. He then stated that I needed to look very carefully at my mattress and make sure there are no protruding springs. I told him I have a feather mattress.
He then stated that due to no blood and due to the fact that no internal damage was done other than some obvious tissue tearing in the area of the puncture he didn't believe it happened the night before but earlier in the week + since there wasn't any serious threat to my health at that point he was going to send a nurse in and have her stuff it and let me go.
The entire time this doctor seem to be dodging the questions I was asking and just coming up with theories on how it would happen, completely ignoring the fact that I lost about 20lbs OVERNIGHT.
>>17360170
>>17362561
And your sheets/blankets were dry as a bone I take it? Maybe it was a spider bite.
>>17361817
Look for nearby UFO window zones.
Practice of ritual magic, say, the Hermetic Golden Dawn system, will help to undull your senses.
Now this wont be well made, but let me share a fucking nerve wracking event that happend this fucking morning
I was doing my everyday walk to work, nothing unusual exept the fucking random snowfall we had overnight, even though it was raining and green yesterday, I got to my works entrance/parking are (although, its a big open "sidewalk" sized like a park thing, of pure concrete, no room for a car to drive into) when i all of a suddent just have a car right next to me, no sound, no movement, just a car with its engine and lights on. after a split second of me just stopping on the spot thinking some maniac drove there somehow, a door opens and makes me fall over, and note, i had no contact with the car at all, i just lost all sense of balance and "sense" and sorta fell over, i swear to fucking god i lost sight of everything exept the car, the (i hope) guy that was getting out of it, and the stomach height "thing" i rested my arm on when i tried to stop myself from falling. I just slide of that box/table thing and land on the floor, dizzy, confused, and scared shitless. The guy who got out was not on the drivers side, although the car just drove away, no signs of a driver (at this point i was a lot more "sane" and kinda thought i just got a random stroke, or somrthing that would explain this) but the car drives off, the guy who gets out is wearing a jacket and a hat, and hes about the lenght of a 14 year old or so. And he just looks at me for several seconds that feel like forever. And then he walks away. i lay there for a bit (note, theres no snowing or winds, just a random subzero temperature) and eventually regain all sense. I get up and i see no tracks of a car or a guy who got out, and my own tracks where were they should be, but there was no sign of me falling over or even taking an extra large step or anything. The whole workplace is empty, not a single soul around when it should be full of people (10AM). second part soon
Part 2.
And after taking some steps i notice the box thing i tried to rest my hand on was gone. Never even where there, just snow where it should have been. after noticing that i take some steps into the building, and right at the door i get dizzy again and lose all balance and walk around like a drunk trying to not fall down (i dont fall down again though). I make my way onto the buildings basement (i have no idea how, the only way down there is on another part of the building) and a old janitor walks out a door. Now, that janitor i havent seen in years (he was in his late 80s) and i thought he died. He just walked by and said hello to me and then he was just gone. The door he came into the hallway (in the basement) was a bit open. I just keep walking forward though (and again, the dizzy feeling stopped for a while) then all of a suddent i was on a bench on the 3rd floor. And thats where the shit ended. I hope. and this is 100% legit unless i seriously lost my fucking mind.
sprry, part 3 to make sense of some stuff. The snow from the night snowfall was still around, and the guy who looked at me, i cant remember his face, just a big white-ish color where his face is supponsed to be.
>>17353542
>ITT: bullshit rp stories
>>17363446
rekt
Ok, here we go.
>Live in a new house
>My brother has friends over.
>They're pretty chill most of the time.
>I remember that I left my headphones in his car
>He picked me up from school earlier
>Go outside
>It's cold as fuck
>Dark as fuck too
>get to car
>Fucking locked.
>awwshit.jpeg
>Decide it's not worth it
>Turn to leave
>cat comes and purrs at my leg
>shutthefuckuppussy
>There's a figure standing in the backyard.
>Just standing there
>Staring
>I'm fuckin frozen
>LETITFUCKINGGO.webm
>I decide to man up.
>See rock on the ground.
>Pick it up and arch my arm.
>getreadytoRUMBLE
>cat meows
>I throw it at that fucker
>It hits the figure with a loud thud
> "Ow! What the fuck anon!"
>The figure turns around.
>It's one of my bros friends.
>They appear around the side of the house.
>They were smokin weed or some shit.
>I explain
>They laugh
>I laugh
>My bro laughs
>My cat laughs
>I then proceed to bash my cats head in.
Fucking Skinwalkers
>>17363446
There was no bite wound nor pus or infection, or blood but I guess its a possibility. There was basically a 2-3cm puncture that went about 8cm deep into the skin, like a tunnel.
Sheets were "dry" all but whatever dampness from sweat. (I s
Could the venom of a spider bite produce rapid weight loss? Or perhaps is there some animal that bores into the skin and would leave such a tunnel. Excluding Bot-flies they are nowhere near where I could get them and there has been 0 cases in my area.
>>17365074
Not even close buttercup.
>>17353542
Family has a farm that is haunted as shit and possibly infested with something else. I’m just going to recount the stories from my family that I believe and I’ll finish with a few encounters I’ve had myself. Warning I can’t green text worth shit cause I don’t know.
>Back in 70s two sisters died in an accident
>On the farm up until the late 80s family was buried on or near their favorite spots
>They both happened to like this one hill on one of the side pastures
>Enter my uncle a drunk for the most part
>He wanted to plant his trailer on said hill but my aunt the land owner at the time told him he couldn’t
>Gave him no other reason than ‘just cause’ (kind of a cunt)
>She went n vacation for 3 months so the dumbass had his trailer put there despite what she told him
>Not even a week had passed and on 3 nights all the posters and pictures on his walls were on the floor by morning
>He said none of them were ever damaged and he heard nothing in the night
>After the first night he thought it was just one of my cousins being a shit so he had his place locked tight
>A couple more poltergeisty things later and by the second week he had moved himself into the main farmhouse and scheduled for the trailer to be moved
>A week before the movers came he went back to pack the rest of his shit
>Everything he had left behind was either smashed or torn to shit. He was paranoid so his trailer had been locked down the whole time he was gone
>>17366443
>One of my great aunts used to live in the farm house
>She died one evening slipping in the tub when everyone was out at some event
>Buried in the backyard by the animal pens because she loved raising the family livestock
>For the next 5 years relatives who stayed in the house encountered areas where they would catch a faint whiff of her perfume
>That can be explained by it just probably have sank into the wallpaper or what not whatever
>But some nights near dead hour usually when there was only one person up they could hear faint classical music playing from the back of the laundry room which was on the closest corner of the house to her grave
>>17366445
>One other night when my mom aunt and her husband where staying up sitting around the kitchen table
>They were smoking something my great aunt was apparently overly fond of
>In front of the three of them the cigarette pack opened its flap
>“k, whatever just a release of tension” -me
>Then a single cig started slinding itself out
>“…”
>Step uncle swipes the pack off the table
>Auntie immediately picks it up takes the moved cigarette out and put it in the laundry room
>>17366446
forgot last two lines sorry copying this from a word doc cause 4chan was just showing errors fr the past two hours while i was trying to post.
>They went to bed afterwards cause fuck that shit
>When they woke up the cig had disappeared
I honestly think it was just someone in the house who took it but still…
>>17366448
Now for my encounters….
>I had been told several times growing up that the path between the two houses on the farm was haunted
>It was roughly 500m and cut a winding path through some dense forest
>One night when I was about 15 I was dared to do a back and forth by my cousins
>Up to this point I thought all the stories were just bullshit made up to amuse and what not
>I knew the path pretty well well from daytime so the dickwads said to do it without a flashlight
>Meh ok whatever still took a hard stick with me in case of predators
>Be about 300m though when I felt an extreme chill and I instantly teared up for no reason
>Stopping I looked back and 50-60m back there was this pale and small thing crawling towards me on the path
I’m crying right now typing this shit out btw
>Anyways it paused once I saw it then immediately started going faster
>I’m screaming at this point and running
>I booked it looking back and each time it was closer and closer until I made the break in the trees
>The porch of the house was about 50m from the trees and I didn’t stop until I was behind the screen door
>I could still see it at the end of the path it was about 2 feet long with a cat like body, no tail, and a face like the picture
>My uncle who owned the house came stomping down the stairs fucking yelling at me until he saw me just fucking shell shocked
>I looked back it was gone
>He asked me if I saw it and I tried to just explain it mustve been a coyote or something
>Then he explained its appearance in detail to me to a fucking T
>My cousins came ripping up to the house on quads with rifles about a minute later because they heard my screams
>>17366452
>Now back when I was 18 I went to go visit friends about 100km away from the farm
>the first night I'm there were just in one of their backyards shooting the shit and drinking a little bit
>one of the girls says shes going to leave for home and I offer to walk her back
>its about a 20 minute walk through town but whatever
>get her home and start walking back
> get about halfway and feel the same feeling I did when I was 15 accompanied by dread
> look back and see it
> I dont know how far i am from my friends place but i start sprinting HARD
>not religious but i was saying the lords prayer and shit the whole time
>play it cool once im back and tell no one
> my bro who came to town with me asked me afterwards what happened cause i looked spooked as shit when i came back
>explained everything
>didnt really believe me but i didnt care he asked and i told
>>17366460
>the next night me my bro and two others go out for strippers
>I got fucking wasted
>like I mean 300 bar tab n myself, try to buy a lapdance, fucking deck a fag for trying to kiss me fucked up
>my bro kinda saw when i had had too much and decided to stop drinking so he could get me home
>anyways decking the fag got me kicked out so we started walking back to my sisters place that we were staying in while in town
I was blackout drunk by this point so im going by what he finally told me a week ago 3 years after the fact
>apparently i started freaking out saying i saw it to him
>he shrugged it off because i was wasted but i was already running
>he says he looked back at one point while chasing after me and hes sure he saw it
>I was screaming my head off so when we got back i was tossed into bed and he explained what happened to everyone in the house
>noone mentioned it to me but they said it was probably best if we went home the next morning
I don't care if I never encounter anything remotely spooky again in my life if it means I dont have to go through being chased by that thing again.
>>17366469
There are a few more stories I've heard abot the farm over the years but most were from family that I dont really trust so I dont really care to spend time sharing possible bull shit.
>>17355463
>>17354566
These are the worst.
>>17366472
Cool stroies man. Most paranormal thing to ever happen to me:
>working retail
>slow ass morning shift
>just me and assistant manager chick
>older guy comes in
>asks about New Balance shoes
>coworker goes for them
>man starts telling me about his life
>Korean War veteran
>his best friend could do "any magic trick"
>"He could even fly"
>sure thing I think
>old timer claims to have made and lost several fortunes
>co worker finally gets back
>he does not even want to try the shoes
>tells us that since i listened to his stories (really it was just 3 mins tops) he will do some magic
>says he cannot fly anymore but may be able to float
>places his arms down, left finger tips on a display table
>he starts to come off the ground
>he gets 6 inches off the ground
>his feet sway like trying to put two magnets together
>drops hard
>visably taxed
The rest was just me asking how, how, and how. He claimed it was real magic and left. Shit blew my mind, my coworker was really religous and really freaked out.
I think, and this would still be stupid impressive, he could balance well on his one arm or something. If he used any device it was 100% all on him.
>>17365362
Trying too hard to be funny.
>>17360035
Please don't tell me your ghost was "detected" with one of those fucking ghost detector apps.
>>17361791
>mfw
>no picture
got 2, gonna split em up.
First one:
>2 or 3 years ago
>have a strange dream
>i'm standing on one side of a long alley, but somehow, everything looks exactly the same
>like, all trees are exactly the same, all the houses, but there were no cars
>looks like it snowed before, but the snow looks kinda weird
>as i look down the alley, i spot a figure in the distance
>suddenly, the figure looks at me, and starts running towards me at a ridiculous pace
>i'm completely unable to move
>i don't remember a 100% what i looked like, but i remember that it's face looked kinda like a crude drawing
>like, the head was white, and the facial features looked like they were drawn on rather badly with a pencil
>the thing reaches me
>it grabs me around my lower stomach area, grabs me really hard, not like it's trying to hurt me, more like it's trying to hold on to me
>i feel one of the most intense rushes of fear i've ever felt
>that's when i wake up
>i'm relieved for roughly a quarter of a second, until i look down to where it held on to me in my dream
>it's still there
>i make a sound somewhere between screaming and gasping, and try to jump out of my bed, as it disperses into nothingness
>i feel like i have a heart rate of 2000
>start to calm down, "it was all just a bad dream" i say to myself, "false awakening and all that shit"
>as the adrenaline rush starts to fade, i start to feel it
>the area where it held me hurts a bit
>like, i was able to feel exactly where it held me
it never happened again, but holy shit, thinking back to it i still get shivers
story nr. 2 will follow
Found this near my home a while ago. Freaked me out but nothing else has happened. My nearest neighbour lives a 5 minute drive away so a bit spoopy. When i first saw it, it looked super fresh.
>>17367082
Shit, you've got a /b/tard running loose near your home, that's terrifying.
>>17359407
Dude I read this in a different thread and saved it to my phone. Freaky stuff.
Don't be hate.
>>17362561
If you really took a bad shit maybe your body just got rid of stuff in your colon you've been carrying around for years. When you live unhealthy and gain weight, stuff builds up in your colon. When you start getting healthier and losing weight, all the bad stuff in your body gets released, that's why so many people feel miserable when dieting.
>>17367082
>obviously self-perpetrated pics
>foot fetish
>/b/
true scum of the earth
My grandmother was senile in the last few years of her life. She wasnt very lucid and you could't really talk to her. She was cared for in a retirement home in Charlotte, NC.
Her brother, my great uncle, was in a similar condition expect he was retained in California.
In 2013 they both died on the same night within an hour of eachother.
Not that spooky I know, but it actually happened, and our whole family was freaking out when it happened. There's no way that we aren't bound to others by invisible ties.
Here are two other weird things that have happened to me in my life:
>home alone
>just finished cleaning the kitchen
>sit down to relax and admire my work and eat an orange
>after a minute a hear a crystal clear voice say "Hello!" exactly as if someone were standing in the room speaking to me
>a dark and stormy night
>sitting at the desk in my room doing work with my door closed
>very small room, 3 doors and a staircase separating it from the rest of the house
>go lay in bed ready to relax, with the bed facing the door
>thunder crashes
>my dog, who had not been in my room, leaps from the closed door
>my theory being that his immense fear of lightning awakened some primal ability that allowed him to safety, aka me
>>17364527
>>17364497
spooky, anon. weird shit
posted in another thread but alien threads never get any serious replies
>Half asleep one day I awoke in my bed.
>do not know the time, but it was certainly night.
>My eyes are shut but I was awake.
>get the feeling that I know whats going on but, don't know what.
>feel a presence in the room
>I reach out and present my index finger in the same manner as in The Creation of Adam.
>something touches back.
>A feeling of exhilaration and partially of fear filled my body
>my hand still outstretched, the being caressed it.
>Apparently female, her hands covered mine in a gentle manner that seems almost motherly in a way.
>As she held my hand a thought popped into my head.
>It is much louder than my normal thoughts, and very clearly is not my own.
>The voice was very feminine.
>somehow knew that this was the entity speaking to me.
>She told me not to be afraid, and instructed me to roll over so my back was facing her.
>I wanted to see her face. I remember the desire to see her, but she simply ignored my request.
>She let go of my hand and I rolled over as instructed.
>A few seconds later I felt a sensation in my upper back.
>She was reaching through me!
>Her hands had gone right into my fucking back!
>Slowly the being entered my body.
>felt her arms going into mine and her waist (which was much skinnier than mine.) entering into me from behind.
>>17353542
For about a week I kept having this dream where a woman would ask me questions. Mostly she just wanted to know things about me and my life but I knew something was up.
>Like, why the hell is a woman talking to me?
The thing was that it was the same person every night, and usually before I answered her (I didn't want to, but she wore me down after night 3) I was awoken by 3 pokes to my side. I ended up getting a smudge stick from a friend of mine and "cleansing" my apartment.
>But wait, there's more
The VERY next night after I did the smudge stick I woke up to serious chest pains. You know that feeling you get when you're really drunk and you're trying not to die? I was feeling that times ten. I got put into the hospital
>I had a literal fucking heart attack.
The same friend told me that I'd probably seen the last of her and he did something
>He put one hand on my chest and another on my forehead.
Afterwards he told me that whatever it was (fingers crossed for succubus) had messed me up 'energy-wise'. I had to go through a whole cleansing thing while taking steroids for a month.
>>17362391
Looks like you really did lose it.
