The title sounds ridiculous so let me elaborate by starting off this thread:
>be 8-9
>live on huge farm in the middle of nowhere surrounded by forest and fields
>have close group of friends who don't live far (like 2min on a fourwheeler)
>they all hang out with me and my brother
>they come over
>like so many nights before, we decide to play flashlight tag
>my brother is the one with the flashlight and we all go to hide (there's only about 5 of us, myself included)
>all good spots taken
>"fuck looks like I gotta go into the woods of death"
>these woods aren't called the woods of death for no reason, there's like 5 cars that crashed back in the 30s-90s just sitting in there, abandoned in the darkness
>go into thick woods with a bad feeling, but all my 8 year old brain can think is "they will never find me here! This is perfect!"
>get down in the dirty
>wait for a bit
>see one of my friends get caught in the field about 500 yards away
>smile and giggle a bit because they will literally never find me and I'm going to win
>start to hear some noises in the woods
>nothing to worry about, probably some deer
>gets closer, I can feel the ground rumbling
>feel like I'm in Jurassic park
>hear heavy breathing and everything being crushed to dust under whatever the fuck this thing is
>stop my breathing and look around without making any sound
>see some 8-9 ft tall thing facing me
>it's completely black, looking into my eyes, still breathing heavily
>actually piss my pants, I'm going to die
>have a stare-off with this thing for a good five minutes, but it felt like eternity just thinking that this creature is going to be the last thing I see.
>I have no idea what to do, completely frozen with fear
>start trying to motivate myself
>"you have fought off coyotes and shit, and now you're just going to pussy up??"
>nothing is working, I am accepting death
>realize that I'm still in a game of flashlight tag
cont.
>know that my brother and his friends will eventually come over here
>play the waiting game, hoping this thing doesn't rip my intestines out before then
>hear the sound of angels-my brother and friends are calling my name trying to find me
>they're coming closer
>the creature gets flashed with a flashlight and I can see what it's face looks like
<it doesn't have a face, just a pair of pale eyes looking at its prey (me)
>gets flashed again, the creature is starting to back down with the approach of my friends
>it turns and runs away suddenly
>get up as fast as I can and run, destroying everything in my path, I'm so fucking desperate to get out of here
>get into the clearing
>running so fast I'm tripping over myself
>they see me
>run over
>ask why I'm crying and smell like piss
>tell them
>we go inside and play CoD for the rest of the night
>didn't tell my parents, but after we moved away, my dad talked about how he saw some 8ft, black thing walking around on the farm quite often
>new family moved in there, I wish them the best dealing with that thing
>be me
>be 11
>be camping around Halloween with some friends
>me and one of my friends are sword fighting with sticks
>Im kicking ass
>he starts to play dirty
>instead of just swinging and parrying he begins to stab
>gets me right in the fucking eye
>hurts like a bitch
>go to doctor : I'm fine
>go back to school on tuesday (stayed home cause of doctors appoinment)
>story around school somehow changed when I was gone
>I got stabbed in the eye with a flaming metal rod
Fuck
>>17703213
>be 8-9
>fought off coyotes
yeah... no.
I'm listening, do go on
>>17703260
Same anon, different story
>be me
>prolly 12 at the time
>camping in the desert
>people bring atvs so naturally there are atv trailers
>all have doors that have a hinge at the bottom and swing down
see pic related
>its around 1:00 am
>be hyper kids while parents are drinking
>running around playing tag
>kid chases me by one of the trailers
>think I can run over the ramp as a shortcut
>dont see the cable
>run directly into it at max speed
>hits me right beneath the chin
>my feet go flying upwards and I fall like a cartoon character who just slipped on a banana
>get concussion and cut up chin
Fuck
And this is paranormal, how?
>>17703303
Another one
>be around 10
>be camping again
Damn I was not a good camper as a kid
>be camping at this place with a cliff thats like 25 feet high
>some kids playing at the top
>some at the bottom
the cliff has a dried up river bed at the bottom and we would sit there for hours just taking rocks and shit out of the dirt on the cliff face
>both groups get in a fight at breakfast (each had about 10 kids)
>don't remember what its about to this day but I'm still pissed off at those bastards
>after breakfast go to play on cliff
>we start throwing acorns at each other
>dumb fuck at the top drops a rock the size of a computer mouse off to hit us
>hits my friend right on the head
>not dead just bloody
Fuck
>>17703334
idk dude he said childhood trauma so I had a bunch of nam flashbacks of these, flashbacks are paranormal right?
>>17703346
None of these are
>>17703260
>>17703290
>>17703342
You were a dumb kid. Thus isn't paranormal. You're still dumb.
More stories please, Op.
I'm super spooked :o
>>17703303
Lmao @ ur life. Do you have anything scarier than running into a cable?
>>17703483
Running into ur mom
I was about to make a thread about creepy things in childhood, I guess this counts?
>Be around 5 or 6 years old
>Hanging around the center of the city with mom
>It was in the corner shop in an avenue, very transited
>I can't tell if we were just passing or standing there or what
>There's a trash bag in the middle of the sidewalk, the bag is moving around
>I can see a forehead through the badly knotted bag
>A kid is inside the fucking bag trying to break free
>I tell mom about it
>Mom pulls me away
>"Yeah, some bad guys put him there"
>It was a very transitated place
>No one did nothing
I don't remember well though, but everytime I think about it I'm very sad. I can't understand why no one did nothing, why he was there, and I wonder what happened after that. I asked my mom but she doesn't remember, also I searched for the newspapers of my neighbour but it doesn't say anything about a child in a trash bag.
>>17703215
>8 years old
>Call of Duty
>First call of Duty was released in 2003
>Born in 1995
God damn it I feel old now. That's traumatizing on it's own.
>>17703288
Farm life
>>17703562
sounds like a false memory
>>17703592
Why anon...
Halo: Combat Evolved came out in 2001. I remember thinking the graphics were so amazing
>>17703562
no this ticles my paranormal bone.
possible false memories or reality "glitch"
>nigger
