Fast Forward 9 years
>Be watching over younger brother let's call him "Rover" is 17 at the time and his friends, one, let's call him "Massuh" is 18, and the other "Cuck" 17.
>Watching parks and rec on Netflix
>loud bang downstairs on other side of house
>we decide to check it out.
>try calling mom and dad like scared faggots, cause we were
>they're out drinking and having fun still.
>someone's in our house.
>brother and I get out knives and we pair up, Rover goes with Massuh and I go with Cuck to explore the house and find the person with us.
>No one is there so we decide to try and replicate the noise as best as possible.
>The closest we got to recreating it was when Rover slammed the keyboard guard on the our old grand piano which is over 70 years old and the keyboard guard's nails are so rusty that it can be propped up at a 60 degree angle.
>Probablyourimaginations.doubt
>It happens again, but below us, in the laundry room
>Cuck is shitting himself at this point
>Massuh is spooked as fuck
>Rover and I look at each other
>We go downstairs as a group this time to see if anything is fallen over. Iron board is still up
>We begin to walk around checking every group, Massuh and Rover go together an I take cuck so we can cover as much ground while staying somewhat safe.
>Tapping and footsteps can be heard all over the house.
>All of us are convinced my parents are playing a prank on us.
>I call them again
>They pick up, ask us how we are doing, they are doing fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.
>Ask them when they are coming home. they say they aren't coming home until their friends leave.
>Cuck is pissing himself at this point
>Tell him he can leave since he lives down the street, like literally less than 100 feet
>won't go unless someone goes with him
>suddenly footsteps come out of room, really fucking heavy like my 400 pound dad
>"We knew it was you!" turn around
>FUCKING NO ONE
>We decide to try and talk to it.
>Brother asks who it is, what it wants
>nothing.relief

>get a crazy idea
>I ask if it is here with us, if it could make it's presence known
>footsteps
>Massuh looks at me "Ask it more"
>Are we related to you, could you please make a sound. more footsteps.
>Eventually ask it if it is one of my deceased grandfathers
>footsteps, excited.

Now /x/ this is where I royally fucked up. like I will probably get a lot of shit for this, but I deserve it, so here we go.

>"grandpa, we love you. but we don't know which one you are, if you are grandpa X could you make one noise or if you are grandpa Y could you please make two noises.
>three taps
>ask if it is a demon for it to make a noise.
>footsteps.
I told a demon I loved it.

Now I just want to specify here that I have never toyed around with witchcraft or anything of the sort.

>For a while nothing happened until around two weeks later when Rover heard footsteps in the attic. I hear them again the next night at 11:30 pm. Rover never told me the time, but when he asked I told him the time, which was the same time he heard them.
>We were both freaking out at this point, so I thought it would be best to talk to my parents about it.
>They shrug it off as my imagination, since I was always relatively creative. The next morning they find attic insulation on my floor and ask if I had been up to look around. They are convinced that I had been up there.
>Later that day I look around, nothing, the largest holes are the size of golf balls.
>That night I hear a voice calling me "Anon.... Anon... I miss you.... please visit meeeee....." I was pretty tired so I said "ok grandpa, I'll go see you this weekend, I promise" "Thank youuuu"
>Visit grandpa's grave. Everything stops for a while.

>>17517335
poop lol

>>17517335
I have one kinda similar
>was 7 or 8
>wake up from nightmare, can't remember what it was
>go to the dog bed, cause comfort
>using his stomach like a pillow
>dog wakes up, stands alert
>dog kinda growls
>see an elderly man with a cane walk from one side of the room right to the other
>no eye contact, looks kind of happy
>wake up next morning
>mom is crying
>she tells me my grandfather died last night


Since then I've been replaying it in my mind quite a bit. A lot makes sense. My dog never liked my grandfather, my grandfather used a cane, and he was dying of some painful prostate cancer, so I believe he would be smiling in death.

Later that weekend my father and I visited my favorite grandpa's grave. The conditions were the exact same as the day of his burial. It was cold and the wind was 50 MPH at least. We paid our respects and left.
>Be two weeks since visiting late grandpa. Nothing happened, brother says he hasn't seen or heard anything.
>Suddenly start seeing these small white balls of light in the house, think nothing of it, probably just bugs, right?
>Suddenly one night my bed starts shaking. Like what the fuck.
>Nothing like exorcist, the bed moves slight, like it's shivering, not jumping around like a bronco. Picks up, then stops.
>This continues for over a month.
>Then one night feel a hand on my back, it moves up my back to my chest and stops.
>feel pain in my kidneys moves up through my body to my heart then fades.
>fall asleep.

I apologize if I'm not following the correct format, I've never posted anything before on here.

>Bed shaking continues, get used to it, only really start freaking out when I wake up with bruises on my legs.
>they usually fade before the day ends so I think nothing of it.
>Find out Massuh's mother used to fuck around with a Ouija board when high and he sometimes wakes up with bruises on his arms.

>Fast forward one week and be laying in bed with eyes closed, open them and roll over to start 'mirin my lava lamp which is groovy. Greyish-black figure standing in front of me
>What.animaniacs
>It quickly moves its hand to my face and I fall asleep
>Fast forward to last week, be laying in bed. I've told my family most of the things that have happened to me. Rover says he has seen a dark figure watching him while he lies in bed and my mother has seen a shadow move in her closet to the attic entrance. None of them will tell hamplanet dad.
>Decide to man up and tell my dad most of it.
>He makes me see the University I go to's psychiatrist, and begins to think I'm crazy.
>Talk to psychiatrist, during the appointment her pictures fall over.

>She's a coon and freaks out about Jeebus and the devil.
>Next day, it's Thursday, laying in bed, suddenly feel weird in legs and arms, the feeling is creeping up into me, it was a combination of sadness and for some reason a calm sensation.
>I hear the words "Anon... pray for me. If you let me in for just a little, I assure you they will come back to you...."
>Freak out because I recently moved away from someone I was in love with. Nothing really happened to them. They just sort of didn't think long distance would work and left me.
>I felt like my dad in front of a cookie.
>I wanted to do it so bad for some reason, the weird sensation is up to my chest now.
>I can't explain it, but I needed to keep this feeling inside of me. I NEEDED it to stay inside of me.
>For whatever reason I decided to fight it. I started to pray and the feeling started to leave me, it changed from sadness to absolute terror and once it was gone, I calmed down.

This has happened to me almost every night since then, but with a different promise, such as money, success, love, happiness for my family, etc.
>Be me last night
>same thing as every other night
>feeling overcomes me
>different promise, it tells me it will leave me alone if I let it in for one night.
>I resond "in the name of god, I command you to leave" I tell it to leave over and over in the name of jesus and god.
>It starts begging me to stop.
>It gets really pissed and yells that it is going to return and finally "claim me" and then it starts speaking gibberish at me and then I hear nothing. I feel calm and light inside.

Advice on how to get rid of it? When I told my mom about the bed shaking she told me that I would run crying to her at night when "my friend was getting angry" when I wouldn't jump on the bed with him and when she asked what he looked like, I would respond "silly, he doesn't have a face."

>be like 10
>wake up in the middle of the night
>bunk bed, can see top of window from top bunk
>look outside
>what seems to be deer or doglike face staring at me from almost ten feet off the ground
>piercing white eyes
>scream like crazy
>mom says it's probably a cat
>yeah fucking right

Another time at the same house
>live in trailer park (not like what you see on tv. Nicer, but with several niggers that stole my shit, but I digress)
>backyard is playground, fence between it and nice neighborhood
>forest/ trail in between fences
>dusk, have to head inside soon
>hear something
>ooo, a cat (lots of people let their cats wander the park)
>peer into forest
>definitely not a cat
>tall and fast
>decide to get aggressive instead of being scared
>"H-hey!"
>turns to me, stomach turns
>wtf have I done
>maybe 120ft away
>closing gap fast, like a rabbit
>run like hell
>hear leaves being thrashed aside as it gets closer
>hear it stop, I don't stop
>hear it walk away
>turn around
>can't see it, I'm down a hill. Can only see like 10ft past the fence
>mutter "Yeah you better run."
>deep growl like a bear that turns into high pitched scream
>run the rest of the way inside
>ask mom if she heard it
>no, doing work on computer

After we moved out, I made a friend who lives like 2 miles from that place and has some really large plots of land. We still hear and see some freaky shit going for walks in those woods. There have been problems with bears and coyote and wolves, but we are humans so they don't usually fuck with us directly.

>>17517646
Also one from a long ass time ago
>be like 3
>remember this pretty fucking vividly
>wake up, have black dog
>almost pitch black in room
>barely make out black dislike thing moving across room
>seems much bigger than my dog
>silently glides to a corner of my room
>say dogs name
>it turns to me with glowing white eyes
>say dogs name louder, borderline crying
>licks my hand lightly
>mom turns on the light and it's gone
>dog is sleeping at the other end of the house
>look out window
>brief flash of its face and it's gone
>tried to tell mom, says I had a nightmare

Now that I type all these out, do you think they are connected enough to assume I was being followed by something? What was it and why? Is it still out there?

I was walking home for work last night. I saw a man standing by the stop sign, looking at the stars.
He stopped and looked at me for a second and said that I am 'still there'. The next thing I knew I was in my kitchen drinking tea. The thing is, I don't have tea at my house and I hate tea. What do you think happened to me?

>>17517736
Aliens abducted you and then tried to make it look casual

>>17517736
he hit you with that Bill Cosby tea knowwhatimsayin?

>>17517746
I have no scars and don't feel any different. I have a pitcher of tea made though and I'm considering just putting it down the sink. He said 'there' very oddly. Like it was something he looked down on. I don't think it was aliens.

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>>17517335
> chilling with bro talking about life
> strange figure walking just outside of the light from a light pole
Nothing abnormal see people in my night runs
> figure is translucent
At this point we are both asking "what is that?"
> starts walking
Towards us
> damn I think that's a spook!!!!!
At this point our house made noises with things running up and down stairs. Turning faucets and electronics on, wasting resources and scaring our unfortunate dog.
> walks through the light we start tensing up
> holy shit we can't see out the car we are literally surrounded by black figures
Realize our options and remember our horror movie training
> NOPE
Love you /x/
That night I turned the car on and drive through the demonic mass NOPING the fuck out of there we both had many encounters but nothing so undeniable.
Makes a man think, why waste thought on "what if's" when we don't understand ANYTHING about anything.

>>17517790
All of that is almost indiscernible. Holy shit did you butcher every sentence.

>Chilling with platonic femfriend near Seattle.
>Rental rambler with backyard, curtained windows and sitting on couch.
>Someone walks past the window behind the couch that would look into the back yard.
>They are practicing Opera scales.
>We bug eye at each other and are all, "...do we go check?"
>Go check.
>Backyard fenced in. No way through, check behind tall shrubberies and side of house. No possible way in or out except padlocked gate. Pretty tall fence. Maybe the chick roommate?
>Roommate comes out. "Whatchu two doin?"
>Explain weirdness, recruit roommate. Search redoubled. No answers. About to go back in.
>Look down flight of stairs to basement behind house.
>"That door is always locked"
>door is wide open.
>blood actually does run cold, the more you know!
>Go back inside, i get a flashlight, she gets a big wooden larp shield, roommate gets a knife.
>I get pushed into front with the shield behind me and the knife behind that.
>feminism for the win.
>I go into the dark, creepy basement with lots of crap in it in dusty piles, creating a hundred shadows across a hundred corners.
>my backup is watching through the window on the stairs, ready to bravely book it the fuck out of there if I die.
>Find nothing. Never learn who or what walked past that window.

Free bumps, get 'em while they're fresh.

>>17517606
>>I resond "in the name of god, I command you to leave" I tell it to leave over and over in the name of jesus and god.
Fuck off with the jesus crap. This things trying to help you, abd all your doing is rejecting it, and with your shit god at that.

>>17519358
What is it and why would it try to help?

>>17519358
How is a demon gonna get you rich. It's prolly just trying to take over op's body. That is if op is not rping

>>17517716
Where do you live. Region wise

>>17519358
I have completed my review of this thread and have found this to be the edgiest post

>>17519465
Michigan, US

>>17519608
Maybe there is lore related to dogs in your area

>15 years old, have friend named jake over for the night

6:00 PM
>go inside after smoking cigs
>mom is sitting at table and says that grandma is at the hospital and she needs to go
>she offers me to go but I pass
>mom is gone for the next day or so
>nobody else home
>invite two other friends over
>chelsea and molly
>I read online that you can get really really fucked up on Benadryl
>offer it up to the group
>everyone accepts

7:30 PM
>we each down 20 pills in the hopes to trip balls
>get 8 gallons of water because the guide said we would get really dehydrated
>wait about 30 minutes while sitting on porch to kick in
>nothing
>we all have to piss a lot though
>30 mins later
>we all feel really weird
>heavy like a sack of bricks and cotton mouth
>I think we're dying
>Molly's crying
>we haven't even peaked yet

>>17517736
You just got raped m8.

>>17519650

8:00 PM
>things are getting weird now
>we're all in my room except Molly
>I am looking at the wall and it is kind of moving towards me
>jake is just staring at the wood ceiling and not blinking
>Molly is taking a shit or piss
>Chelsea is trying to form a sentence but it's just words strung together
>yea we're dying

9:00 PM
>tripping maximum dick now
>I'm staring at Chelsea
>she is just staring back
>start to look at her boobs
>solid double D's
>boner
>tell her she looks good
>look back at her face
>something replaced her
>it had red burnt skin, black eyes and no lips, still had her long blonde hair though
>it sticks it's tounge out at me and laughs
>I shake it off and blame it on the Benadryl
>ask jake if he sees it too
>he looks down from the ceiling
>looks at me with blank expression
>looks fucking terrified
>runs our of room and bangs into wall
>laying on the floor screaming
>Chelsea monster is gone
>where the fuck did she go
>jake is gone too
>room is falling apart
>door turns towards me and tells me to come to it
>I gladly accept
>walk out of room and my door rolls up and disappears

>>17519683

Unknown time probably 10:00-12:00PM
>jake is crawling on all 4's down the hallway
>he stands up and tells me to help him
>he runs away into closet
>all I hear is him screaming from the fucking closet
>tell him it's only a hallucination
>decide to find Molly
>go into bathroom
>my dad is sitting on the toilet
>my dad died when I was 6
>he tells me he is very angry with me
>his face looks like he is having a stroke while trying to play poker
>I start to cry
>it's too fucking real
>he grabs my neck and slams me into the sink
>turns sink on and tries to drown me in water
>he stops
>I look up and there is this thing in the corner of the room
>it is completely black
>looks like an elf with longer bullet shaped ears and a pig snout
>walks casually up to me
>in a very calm voice asks me if I want out
>say nothing because I'm so fucking scared
>it smiles and walks into air vent
>dad is gone
>suddenly Molly busts into the room
>she hugs me and falls down
>doesn't move
>I look into mirror
>I see my reflection but I have a million freckles and I'm bleeding from head
>look back at Molly
>nothing
>Jesus Christ

>>17519714

I either fell asleep or forgot everything for rest of trip

8:00 AM
>decide to walk around and find my friends
>decide to check closet first
>open to see jake inside covered in piss and his shirt ripped
>drag him into living room
>I guess ill search whole house now
>search basement
>Molly is in the fetal position near the weights
>claw marks on her back and ears
>carry her to living room
>check garage, moms room, my room, and porch, chelsea nowhere to be found
>check attic
>my friends didn't even know I had an attic
>she is laying face down on top of a bunch of cardboard boxes
>boobs are completely out of tank top
>put them back in and carry her to living room
>wait for friends to get up

11:00 AM
>everyone is up
>Molly has no recollection of anything that night
>jake as Chelsea say they do but won't talk about it
>I don't talk about like either
>jake and Molly walk back to their homes
>I walk Chelsea back home
>she tells me she remembers a little demon thing
>looked like an elf with point years and a weird nose
>tell her it was just a hallucination
>says goodbye and goes into house
>we all stop talking to eachother after that
>Molly developed schizophrenia
>jake and me still smoked together sometimes
>Chelsea just stayed away from us

The point is I'm pretty sure Benadryl is the gateway to the 4th dimension. Fuck DMT.

>>17519817
>>17519714
>>17519683
>>17519650

I apologize for the many spelling error. I just typed this on mobile.

>>17519824
I guess I am never taking bendadryl recreationally, and neither should you

>>17519358
Yeah.....I'm quite certain it wanted to help. That's why it returned with a different offer hoping to finally get op to accept. It was trying to help itself.

>>17519975
Honestly I'd do it again. Although it was a nightmare manifested into reality, what other drug is gonna do that for you.

>live alone in apartment
>about to go to sleep
>weather hot as fuck
>no a/c and fan just broke
>decide to sleep naked (I'm alone so fuck it)
4:00am
>wake up at the middle of the night
>sees shadowly figure next to my bed
>though it was my eyes trying to focus since everything is so dark
>stares at figure waiting for it to disappear
>doesn't dissapears after about 30 secs of staring at it
nope.jpg
>me
>naked
>middle of the night
>alone
>2 meters tall shadow figure next to my bed
>too afraid to turn around because of rape
>run to bathroom, turn on lights and put on dirty boxers on the floor
>go back to my room
>nothing
>suddenly neighbors dog starts barking
>feeling uneasy
>forget about it
>went back to sleep

That was just like 2 months ago. I still remember some spooks from my childhood but not so vividly

>>17520796
Forgot description of the shadow.
Tall, using a dark robe and almost all the his face covered, didn't had eyes just large black eye sockets.