Scary greentext stories. Bonus points if the story isnt about

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uploading shity stories that i have saved

>>14930555
bumping, could go interesting

>alone home
>house is being rebuilded
>live on fifth floor
>start to hear sounds on balcony like someones walking
>talking to some guy he says that ghosts may get angry when house is experiencing changes
>losing my shit
>suddenly balcony doors open from nothing almost pass out from fear legs trembling
>go to close the door with closed eyes it cant be closed like somethings in the way
>push with all my strenght door clothes

go to sleep like nothing happend

>>14930636
no bonus points

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>>14930555
Alright, in hindsight this one seems fucking lame but at the time I was shitting bricks.

>be me
>be 13 or so
>Grandma just died so My mother, step father, step sister and myself head to Winnipeg to gut the house
>Set dad is a painter so he is gonna re-do the walls to increase the value of the house when we sell it
>Grandma has this unfinished basement that always used to creep me out
>Lots of people going down there carrying boxes up the whole time we're there
>I am sitting at the top of the staircase looking down
>I begin slowly making my way down by moving from step to step
>I CLEARLY see the shadow of somebody walking around and shit being cast on the wall
>figure it's just somebody moving some shit around
>Realize everyone that is in the house is in the kitchen behind me
>shadow begins to get larger as if it's moving away from the light
>By this time I'm half way down the stairs
>NOPE the fuck out of there as fast as my 13 or so year old legs can carry me
>Didn't know if it was a spooky ghost that closes doors or just my mind fucking with me
>Still creeps me out to this day
Like I said, in hindsight it isn't as scary as some of these greentexts, but just being there after my grandma died and seeing some fucking shadow in this already creepy basement when nobody is down there scared me.

>Pic related, mfw I saw the spooky shadow

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>>14930598
this is definitely one of my favorites, read it again because its so chill inducing... eshh

contribootin

I've got a story, I need to type it up thou

>>14931409
Yep first time i red this i got scared shitless

>>14930590
Sick friend wanted to go talk to them, felt ill, accidentally vomited on him through the mesh. Played along because he didn't want to be known for vomiting on his friends' faces.

>>14931409
Here's the start of it...

>Be up in the mountains, around 30 miles away from town, secluded as fuck.
>We live on family land that encompasses around 500 acres, most of it unexplored or explored by very few.
>There's around 20 people living on our land, and the closest person to us is around 2-3 miles away.
>Most people do not go out at night due to fear of cougars, coyotes, and bobcats; I know what they sound like for context, and have experience with these animals FYI.

>Be me, 13 years old, same with my cousin.
>We decide it's a good idea to construct a make-shift tree house, so we can look at the stars and camp outside.
>The tree-house is only 500 feet from our house, so its no really a big deal be camping out at night.
>My cousin's mom was off somewhere... the only other person there was my cousin's sister.
>We complete our construction late in the day, just as the sun is setting... we have sleeping bags and bring a lantern just incase.
>The stars are really starting to shine, our gaze is fixed on the almost hypnotic view of the cosmos; pointing out shooting stars as they pass.
>Our construction of the tree-house is really starting to don on us, and sleep is slowly taking hold while we're quietly gazing at the stars.
>My cousin goes noticeably limp into a state of deep sleep.
>My eyes are getting heavy... and the sweet embrace of sleep is getting closer and closer... gazing at the stars was just so relaxing.
>My eyes start to close... and I can feel myself falling asleep... but then... I get an odd feeling... as if, something is looking at me.
>I slowly open my eyes, groggily trying to reconcile what I was feeling... this weening feeling of being observed.
>I took my gaze away from the stars, and leaning up slightly, looking into the open field opposite of our house where the forest off the mountain begins and ends.

>>14931610
im here anon

>>14931610
>That when I saw them........ those eyes.... those eyes.... they were so... inhuman.
>Simultaneously seeing... those eyes... a wrenching screaming, low howling, human cry of agony mixed in with the high pitched tones of the cats that roam this mountain, ECHOING across our secluded valley!!?!
>My eyes go WIDE with fear, my heart is constricted with TERROR, my body is BOUND BY FRIGHT... THOSE EYES, THEY'RE GETTING CLOSER
>THOSE EYES, THERE'S MORE THAN ONE SET, THERE'S TWO... NO...... THERE'S THREE, HOLY FUCK THEY'RE FAST
>THOSE EYES, THEY'RE STREAKING ACROSS THE FIELD LIKE LIGHTNING, THEY'RE ALMOST 1/3 of the way ACROSS THE FIELD?!?!!! HOW THE FUCK!!!
>FUCK, SPEAK MOUTH, SPEAKKKKKK
>"COUSIN WAKE THE FUCK UP!"
>"Yea, what...?"
>he was a heavy sleeper, wtf why didn't he wake the fuck up though, I thought in the back of my mind
>"DUDE, FUCKING LOOK" I point towards the silhouettes of eyes traversing like wild fire across the field
>"OH WHAT THE FUCK?!?!???" He howled with terror
>"LETS GOOOOOO" we screamed in unison
>We looked at each-other and nodded, a silent agreement that we would make sure both of us survived
>I hopped off first, being the one closest to the direction of our house
>I could feel it... the gaze of something else... watching me... THOSE EYES seared into my mind like the hot sun's silhouette burned into my eyes
>I landed with some grace, rolling quickly to break my fall, I started to BOOK-IT, forgetting my cousin... THOSE EYES being the ONLY thing in my mind

>>14931634
>I heard a grunt and *thump* behind me, my mind raced back to our silent agreement
>I turned, forgetting that stare for a moment, and hurriedly helped my cousin arise to his feet!
>"FUCKEN LETS GOOOOO" I screamed with the thought of THOSE EYES once again burning into my mind
>We raced to the house, faster than we'd ever gone in any race, track meet, or game we've ever played; all we wanted was the SAFE return to the house!
>Time had seeminly slowed down, I was running as fast as possible, but my mind RACED much faster than I could EVER run
>300 feet away... I CAN FEEL IT, I KNOW THEY'RE CLOSE, WHAT THE FUCK ARE THEY
>200 feet away... OH GOD WHAT THE FUCK, WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS, FASTTERRR
>100 feet away... I'M SO YOUNG, PLEASE BE UNLOCKED DOOR, PLEASE BE UNLOCKED
>We SLAM into the door, ready to enter the warm arms of safety the house provides... but it was FUCKING locked!
>We simultaniously start SCREAMING "LET US IN, PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD THERE'S SOMETHING OUT HERE!!!! LET US IN!"
>His sister had obviously heard the ominous scream of who the fuck knows, and replys "NOOO WAYY, I'M TOO SCARED!!!"
>My heart sinks... my cousin looks at me like this is it...
>I think... OK, I CAN do this!
>"PLEASE, we're scared as fuck!!! I don't want to be eaten ALIVE!"
>She responds, "But, they could be OUT THERE!"
>I vehimently respond "GRAB THE RIFLE, and unlock the DOOR FOR FUCKS SAKE"
>"Animals CAN'T unlock doors you dumbass!"
>"Ok...." she responds reluctantly... slowly walking over towards the door... EACH faultering footstep a step closer towards my early demise

>>14931646
>I peer behind me... feeling THOSE EYES bore into MY SOUL
>My eyes hurriedly search the nitty-gritty fence line like a game of eye-spy that my life depended upon
>Is that EYES?!?
>The cool rush of *click* came flowing to my ears, forgetting all about this terror and rushing into the arms of the house... I broke into tears
>I SLAMMED the door and locked it, hugging my dear rifle, then my cousin... and giving a sneering gaze towards the faltering girl who could've made me have an early end
>"Holy shit... we have to make sure nothing gets in" my cousin stated
>I nod in agreement...

>>14931684
>That night we sat guarding the door, and peering out the window facing the field in shifts
>We never saw those eyes again
>That night could've been so different, I could've died, or much worse...

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>>14931622
what u think?

also more contribution incoming

>>14930598

Goddamn this story so much. You wanna know why? I live in NM, and work for a sherrif's department there. A huge chunk of the Gila is in my county, I get calls out there all the time because my department contract's with the forest service, and I work graveyards. Did I mention there's only two deputies on duty at a time, and that area gets no radio reception?

I say again - fuck this story.

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This is one of my favorites, so creepy.

A anon who was there, said the guy just stopped posting shortly after taking that picture.

>>14931713
Holy shit, that's a freaky job then man!

You have any stories?

>>14931610
>>14931634
>>14931646
>>14931684
>>14931696
Lame. Why'd you even save that?

>>14931722
Well this is a true story, and was extremely scary for a 13 yo.

I could have propped it up with extra content, but hell, I remain truthful.

>Also memories are good to save, u know? Lessons and all

>>14930555
Did you call the police at least so they could catch 'em?
People over 10 who get into strangers' cars are retarded anyway.

>>14930598
That's the first time I've ever heard of anything skinwalkerish in New Mexico. And to me the town that I know of that's close to the Gila (NMfag here) is silver city and little communities that are on the outskirts of that town but I think their all a little further then 20 minutes away from the gila. But still I found it a good read.

>>14931755
All the caps and terribad writing style ruined it for me.
Don't yell your stories like a football commentator man

>>14931704
that was fucking scary. post more if you have.

Anyone have the story about the thunder and the giants? It's good.

>>14931719

A couple, but none really related. The creepiest nights I've had were a while back we kept getting reports about skinwalkers - not the kind here on /x/, but the more traditional kind. People that can turn into animals. Nothing came of it, and we had to make it clear to the locals that we wouldn't respond to calls based on superstitions. It may seems strange that messed with me so much, except I had a weird experience in the middle of it

>i see this guy loitering in front of a conoco
>native american guy in his thirties, quite a few of em up north
>seems suspicious, perfect candidate for a field interview
>pull over, approach him and ask how he's doing
>say that we had a gun call in the area (not true) and ask if he would mind helping me out by letting me search him
>turn to unit to grab consent to search form
>turn back around and he's gone, just gone
>walking across the street is a fucking bobcat, right in the middle of town

>>14931772
Nope. As i said i wasnt sure.

>>14931755
You write like a D rated horror novelist. You're probably euphoric as fuck.

>>14931704
>smoking weed
Stopped reading right there obviously a fake story

>>14931789
>>14931777

lmao, thanks for the tips guys, I love how honest you guys are

So, analogies and metaphor don't quite work in the horror context... or representing how one felt during the experience?

>Obviously I can't write without emotion though... so I'll learn to step that down a notch.

I'll read the responses/tips (if any) when I get back from my friends place

I really want to try and be a better horror writer so I would appreciate it fellow /x/philes.

thread is kill?

>>14930555
>be me
>be about 2 years ago
>family is in Hawaii, I have to stay behind because of work
>live in shit apartment so decide to spend night at families house while everyone is away
>it's about 3am
>flipping through tv channels
>nothing on
>start watching h2o just add water
>realize i'm 22 and watching h2o: just add water so i change the channel
>in the black reflection I see the silhouette of a man
>i fucking freak
>too scared to look around
>i keep changing channel so it stay black and i can see reflection (would have been smarter to just turn tv off but i wasn't thinking)
>he's still there just watching
>suddenly he does a full 180 and walks through my arcadia door
>too scared to do anything
>grab blanket and fall asleep
>act like nothing happened

>>14931829
Hey man, I enjoyed the story.
There was obviously a lot going on in your head at the time, and you tried to give the reader a good idea of how you felt in the moment. If you want to tell a story, just go for it.
I totally feel you though. I've had a few moments in my life that I've found myself running actually fearing that whatever was chasing me would pull me back by my shirt or leg.

>>14931782
Damn son. I've had that shit happen too out near the reservation. Bobcats and coyotes. I usually just nope out when it happens

>>14931409
dog is hilariously shooped

>>14931610
>>14931634
started out good then jumped the shark by trying2hard to be convincing

>>14932205
Thank you man, I appreciate your kind words!

Glad to see you understand my perspective, for what you are implying is definitely the case here; those who have never experienced the immense fear for ones life... can never understand the perspective of that particular story.

Also I told the story to some chicks at a local place and they were enthralled!

>>14932730
Lol it is a true story man.

Thanks for you constructive criticism though!

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>>14930555
Alright, here I go

>Be 11 year old me
>Playing some vidya in my room
>Smuggler's Run. It was the shit
>Screen goes black for a loading screen
>A woman is standing behind me in the reflection
>Try not to notice
>Start the first mission, remember losing
>oshit.jpg
>Another loading screen, the woman is standing closer
>My testicles drop. I turn to face her
>mfw she's gone

i post this shit all the time
>driving home from my gf's house at 3 am
>driving towards on-ramp for a bridge that i take all the time
>as i approach it, i notice a very tall, extremely dark figure standing with its back facing the road, looks like a humanoid-shaped, hooded figure with its hands in its pockets with its head looking down
>it looks to be about 8-9 ft tall (not slenderman)
>this fucking thing, was the blackest shade of black i've ever seen in my existence, it was otherworldly, it was blacker than the night surrounding it.
>as i drive closer it has no reaction to my presence
>i consider honking my horn at it, but the closer i get the more overwhelmed by fear i become
>i decided not to acknowledge it, it was probably a good decision because i never saw it again
what the fuck did i see guys? someone help me!

>>14933075
never had a paranormal experience before or after this*

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>reminiscing about childhood in northern Missouri
>lived in a very old 2 story house with a basement
>strange floor plan, empty storage spaces, tiny old rooms that were no longer used,
>old fireplace with a small wood door leading out to a underground firewood room with a dirt floor that was no longer used
>house used to pop and creek all the fucking always, old houses do that
>my room was directly above the long narrow stairwell to the basement
>nobody ever went in the basement after my cousin crashed into the wall and it flooded and got all mildew-y
>fond memories
>used to hear footsteps walking up and down the stairs when everyone else was sleeping
>begin thinking about my bedroom
>remember a face in the vent in the ceiling in the corner of my room
>old man's face would show up at night, every night once the lights were out
>never spoke, just watched
>turned his head to follow me around the room when run to my parent's room
>hid under the blankets for protection
>not fooling anyone
>start talking to him every night, skirting topics I thought might anger him so that he wouldn't hurt me
>he never spoke, just watched over me
>remember the reoccurring nightmare of the trash bag man
>would hear steps from the basement
>a hunched over figure would appear, covered in black plastic trash bags, crinkling as it slowly approached
>no matter where I hid in the house, it would find me and I'd wake up
>used to sleepwalk all the fucking time, sick all the fucking time, see shit everywhere, etc.
>suddenly moved to a new house and my childhood becomes normal
>recently bring these memories up while speaking with my mother
>she looks at me very seriously, tells me that she always hated that house but wouldn't go into detail
>house was built in early 1900s near a pseudoscience teaching hospital
>cousin works construction, recently digging up roads, guess what they found in trash bags

>>14933075
Do you live in San Antonio?

>>14933087
nope

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>>14933014
Holy fuck I would leave.

>>14933086
trash?

>>14933014
>testicles drop
>mfw

BUHAHAHAH

>>14933075
creepy

>>14933086
a corpse of someone from the teaching hospital?

>>14933014
This took some of the fear off when I read the ending. Lol I love funny creepy things

Got anymore?

>>14932720
It's a hellhound, that's why it's got no shadow, you arseweed!

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>>14933343

>hellhound

please.

>>14930555
Op you asshole, I'm on mobile with brightness all the way down so I turn it all the way up to see what the picture was and I nearly died

>>14930590
I actually like that one. It keeps going after the monster shows up and stuff. Most end shortly thereafter.

>>14930590
>>14933386

Wrong one, meant to reply to >>14930598

>be anon, closing manager at a sandwich joint
>have to stay late because someone called in sick / needed to get wicked drunk
>leave at 12 when we close at 10, just annoyed that it cuts into my vidya time
>take the highway for once instead of the backroads
>the highway follows this curve around a patch of forest, there's noise barrier walls erected along the highway's sides
>see something flit in front of my car, i'm going 80 mph so it seemed impossibly fast
>wtfdidiblink.jpg
>shrug it off, fiddle with stereo a bit, coming up on the end of the curve, there's a section with roadway lamps and an underpass
>the sodium vapor streetlamps all snap off at the same time
>i check the clock, it's 12:11, not any sort of changeover time for lights go on or off
>something dark flits in front of my car again, at an angle towards the underpass
>start to slow down, apprehension and dread smothering me
>going probably 45 miles an hour by the time i hit the underpass
>all sound seems to stop or be muffled, my car stereo starts to fuck out and the lights on my dashboard start to dim and my headlights wink off
>immediately nope out, smash my foot into the pedal as the car starts to die
>get enough speed to roll out of the underpass and put some distance
>at the last moment before emerging from the underpass, there was this absolute void of light, darker than normal night time, two misty golden globes in the center of it
>there were no other motorists on the road at this time

Noped out pretty hard.

I got one:
>sometime in the late 90's
>resident ghost in our house was youngish woman in 40's clothes with glowing red eyes
>kinda freaky at first but you get used to it
>she mostly appeared as a shadow anyway
Anyway:
>reading Johnny Tremain for school
>have to fill out this worksheet
>one of the questions is particularly frustrating
>can't find the answer in the book
>go to sleep in frustration
>she appears in dream, red eyes and everything
>tells me the answer
>"Oh. Cool."
>ace that worksheet
And that's how a ghost helped me with my homework.

ITT: The secret reasons behind the 2nd Amendment.

>>14933502
Would have left her a glass of milk or something as a thanks.

What a nice spirit lady.

>>14933502
lol, that's a pretty sweet story for casual conversation

>>14933502
also should have asked why her eyes be glowing

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>>14933075
u saw an old african basketball player and he was in his hood becuase he didnt want his dank gang friends to know it was him
he just wanted to chill there man

>>14931409
Did anyone screencap the guy who bought all of these original photos at a Sothebys auction? Shit was fucking great. One of the best thing this board has ever produced.

>>14931610
>cousins sister

That's your cousin too, harsh motherfucker.

>>14931610
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>>14931696

Your attempt at heightened drama using wrought verbiage and the CAPS LOCK was just fucking terrible.

A solid 9/10 in the embarrassing story telling category.

>>14931829
You're a shitty writer, your shortcomings as a story teller have very little to do with what "style" you think you chose to portray them.

>inb4 i only wrote that in like 2 minutes

>>14931696
I am sorry anon but... this was not a good story. Using big words in
wrong or awkward places and using caps lock do not make for spooks.

>>14931829
No need for a passive-aggressive response, man. Metaphors and analogies work well in horror stores, and so can emotion. The problem is that the way you used them was awkward. Honestly, my advice is stop trying so hard and flowering your style up so much.

>>14931719
Can confirm. Remember following it and he stopped posting after saying something out it scratching the door.

> playing on xboxlive with friends
> Theres a big thunder and lightning storm outside
> Go to open window to smoke
> Flash of lightning lights up entire yard
> See dark figure standing in yard
> I think well thats spooky
> finish smoking
> close up window
> Start to hear tapping/scratching on glass
> Theres nothing there
> sit down look in corner to see heavy bag slowly spinning itself
> As I fucking type this it is doing that

Sorry for the greentext, I am still shit at writing. But within last couple weeks more paranormal shit has been happening. Doors opening, shadow people, cat staring and hissing at fuck all. House is old but I don't think anyone died here.

>>14933952
pmuB

>>14930555
what is this pic from?

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>>14933075
That's a perfect description of a werewolf. They aren't huge like pic related as far as I can tell, tho larger varieties may exist. But if you pulled over and saw that things have, it would've had a freaking snout I guarantee

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Actually I have one
>be in kindergarden or early school, can't remember
>have to go home by myself (that's 1 km on foot)
>just as I went across the panda crossing a black AUDI pulls up next to me
>some bald guy asks if he can drive me home
>says he is a friend of dad
>even young I was really shy and hated being helped
>said no and walked off.
>mfw maybe if I wasn't such an autistic fuck I'd be dead / a sex slave

>>14934967
You definitely dodged the jizz bullet man

>>14931610
>>14931634
>>14931646
>>14931696

That somehow managed to blow more balls than every shitty horror movie I've ever seen. Congratulations, you fail at writing personal experiences through greentext. That's an entirely new level of failure.

3/10 Totally cringeworthy to read.

>>14933014
>Try not to notice
Why would you do such a thing?

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>>14934967
This mustache guy driving a motorcycle stopped by me and asked if I needed a ride too. He saw my face or something and said "sorry, I got the wrong person"

I don't know what to think, did I only look good from behind or something? Did I look intimidating? Am I not cute?

>>14933856
There's a homeless man or a pervert outside. You are also probably hallucinating.

>Staying at grandma's house one night
>Trying to sleep out on the couch in the living room
>Suddenly get feeling of overwhelming dread
>I hide under the covers
>Lay there in sheer terror, waiting for something to happen
>Terrified of thing that may or may not happen
>Suddenly hear the mechanical walk cycle of my little sister's toy dog across the room
>For a couple minutes, I wonder if this is what I'm actually hearing

To explain a little bit more, this dog would "walk" and bark every few seconds if you turned it on. There was no barking, I could only hear the walk cycle. That wouldn't happen unless the bark was broken somehow.

>This went on for about 15 minutes
>The noise suddenly stops
>I force myself to go to sleep
>The next morning
>I check the dog
>The dog hasn't moved
>I flip it over
>The switch is off
>I turn it on
>Sure enough, the walk cycle AND barking start up
>Freak out internally

I'm not sure if it was some kind of anxiety-induced hallucination, or what, but thinking about it still creeps me out. The dog was one of those "fur real" white dogs.

>>14931719
> 14 - 15 years old?
> 7 or 8 out of 10
God damnit.

>>14931940
Have had something similar happen before

>last year
>get in fight
>big guy
>get knocked out
>picked up by ambulance
>wake up next day in hospital
>place looks old
>like, really old
>alone in sorta big room
>no lights except morning sunlight
>get up and look around
>go thru adjacent rooms, offices etc
>no one there
>check entire floor
>no lights, no people
>find stairs
>door at bottom of stairs
>open locked door from inside
>at bottom floor of small hospital
>receptionists sees me closing the door
>"what were you doing up there? you're not allowed to be there you know."
>explain
>she says only chief of medicine has key and staff has never been there
>says it's weird, checks register
>no admissions last night
>"so who took me here wit da ambulance?"
>"we don't have ambulances in this clinic, just a walk-in"
>wut

>>14935329
You weren't with your boys when you got into the fight? I mean no one can corroborate you getting picked up by an ambulance?

>>14931795
I'm so glad I'm not the only one that stops reading when I see that.
storyteller loses all credit.

Okay so this story happened to my mother circa 1996 while she was prego with me. While her and my dad were still married they lived in a small townhouse in northhampton PA.

>be my mom
>pregnant with me and works as a nurse
>gets home from work around 5pm, makes herself dinner and goes to bed (dad works late hours and doesn't get home until like 2 in the morning)
>wakes up sometime in the middle of the night to someone rubbing her leg (presumably my father)
>it is dark and she is tired but she can make out someone sitting at the foot of the bed
>person proceeds to get up and leave my mother's bedroom and out the front door (mom hears the door close)
>drifts in and out of sleep
>at some point my actual dad comes home
>in the morning my mom asks my dad why he came home and left again
>dad confused AF and says he got home a little late and went straight to bed

My dad didn't work night shifts after that happened.

>>14933075
you do post this shit all the time.
all
the
time...

>>14935347
nope

>>14935403
Weird shit bro. Guess someone was looking out for you.

>be me past year
>intrested in ufo n shit but normal
>one night
>go to sleep
>some moments after falls in a deep sleep
>wtfneverhappenedbefore.mp4
>moments after start dreaming, in the most lucid way ever
>dream about a strange tall figur with big head in my room
>light skin
>black eyes
>in the corner of my room looking at me
>no light in the room
>only the face has a little light around
>cant's see the body
>heart go fast
>feel asleep the entire time, conscious of be asleep
>strange sensation
>start to wake up
>in drowsiness with heart really fast
>while i start to open my eyes hear clearly a voice
>the deepest voice i've ever heard
>say: cohabit with the alien
>everything happened really fast
>get up
>try to sleep
>repeat without voice but in the dream there is a lot of light
>in the morning feel strange remember the dream
>never slept the in the same way
>always strange feeling
sorry for poor english

>>14935648
FUCK YOU

>>14935648

10/10 would read again

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>A few weeks ago
>Dusk time
>Bedroom still has light from outside coming in
>Sitting on bed, looking at phone
>Glance up at tube TV that sits in front of bed
>See ghost kid standing at my bathroom door peering in
>Shadow in the form of a small boy
>I glance away then back at the tv
>He's just standing there with his hand on the doorknob watching me
>I turn around to look
>Nothing there
>Noped the fuck out

>Picture related (TV's off Google)

>>14930555
Soooo Yeah...

>Be me 21 back in old house
>In room located next to the main door
>laying in bed, resting
>Been in room for an hour, door ajar
>Parents were planning to leave house for a party
>Still waiting for friend so we can weed out
>I hear bicycle pull up near front door
>Knows friend is here
>Mom and Dad faint chatter in the living room
>Friend comes over, knocks on main door
>I wait for Mom and Dad to open the door
>Nothing, no sound
>Friend knocks again
>Annoyed, get off bed, peep out, no parents
>Give a shout to mom and dad while opening the door
>Friend come in, goes into my room
>Since no shout back from mom and dad, go check the house
>No one in the house
>"Fucken sleep paralysis maybe nodding off in bed earlier, pfft"
>Go into room
>Friend ask "Erm Anon, where's mom and dad?"
>Me: "Told ya they were going out, they musta left"
>Friend "Anon, I heard people in the living room, that's why I knocked instead of juz walking in"
>WTF
>Go baked later on, put the shit out of my mind

But that was pretty much the beginning of it. Shit kept getting weird around the house till we sold it.

>>14935359
ayy when u get outta middleschool you'll suprised how many of ur pals smoke

>>14931795
Why?

>>14935808
I know how many of them do, and I know that 99% of their stories are bullshit. I don't care if people smoke or whatever they want to do, but if you are giving an account of events you witnessed while in an altered psychological state it's hard to believe. Truer still... Most of the stories on here are made up anyhow.

>>14935783
I remember you from the crepe house thread

>>14935840
Oh...
That's odd, I only posted this once before here...gud to know someone read it, let alone remember

>>14935840
Got several more from the same house before we sold it, practically a house that I lived in for 24 years. Lemme know if wanna hear some more.

2nd time posting in greentext so dun mind my writing

>>14935861
sure thing anon, dont worry keep dem grntxt comin'

>>14935060
You look good anon, he probably really thought you were someone else.

>>14935867
"House before selling" 2

My old room in that house we sold is my world, my parents hardly come in, only friends

>Be me around 20 - 21 laying on the bed
>room door not fully closed, half way open
>Bed next to wall, against wall, I'm on my side facing the wall
partially falling asleep
>Feel someone enter room, "probably mom", still partially falling asleep
>Become pretty aware, come back to wakefulness cuz I don't want mom in the room
>Too tired to turn around
>Mom comes and sits on the bed, feel the mattress sink right behind me
>Pissed the fuck out
>Turns around to ask her "What the fuck is up" in a nicer way
>No one there
>Only 7 pm
>jump out the bed, jet out to the living room, empty
>Front door locked
>Jet out to the back of the house
>Sees mom in the garden talking to neighbor
>Logically mom couldn't have been in the house
>Me: "Mom why did you come into my room now?"
>Mom: "Huh? What? I don't come into your room, I was here talking to anon neighbor"
>"Sleep paralysis??? Wtf..pfft"

>be me
>little kid
>always would lie awake in my bed reading comics and shit long after my parents sent me to bed
>one night it's really humid out so the window is open
>hear what sounds like some people talking outside
>look outside window
>no one there
>go back to bed
>still hear the voices talking
>they sound pretty close, almost like they're in our backyard
>but i can never make out what they're saying
>they keep talking for hours and hours, probably past midnight
>this continues to happen occasionally whenever the window is open
>even today, i can still hear those fuckers talking when i'm sleeping at my parent's house

I think I may have heard them while the window was closed once or twice as well. Kind of weird.

>>14935927
reminds me of this
>be me
>highschool
>suffer insomnia
>small house
>own bedroom is across mom's
>mom's is an earlybird
>sometime between 1 and 2 am
>hear whispers from mom's room
>sounds like 2 people
>tell this to mom
>mom says she doesnt stays up that late
>keeps happening everytime I had insomnia
>new house
>sometimes staying up really late, not insomnia
>nothing

>>14935918
"House before selling" 3

>Be me around 22
>Parents gone out for the night
>Call friends to come over to get drunk
>Around 10ish
>Waiting for friends to come
>Need to take shit, bathroom located back part of house down the hall way, goes there
>Knows friends will juz walk in since house is empty, front door unlocked
>Motorbike pulls into the garden
>"Ah anon is here! fucker must have the bottle" still taking dump
>Anon doesn't walk into the house
>Listening, since can hear clearly if door opens
>knocks on door, bell rings several time
>annoyed since fucken told anon no one home
>Friends know if I no answer door, I be taking shit
>At last door opens, anon walks in "Anon?...Anon?!?"
>Me: "Taking a shit bro!"
>Anon walks all the way to the bathroom "anon? "
>Me: "Oi taking a shit, be out soon"
>Finish shit walk out
>Anon waiting in room playing music
>Anon: "Mom asleep?"
>Me: "No, Wtf, Told you they left"
>Anon: "Oh.."
> Curious me: "wait, why ?"
>Anon: "nothing, fuck it"

So he didn't told me what happened that night after we sold the house, 1 year later:

>Anon: "Remember that day in old house? (recap)
>Me: " Ah yeah, what happened?"
>Anon "I told other 2 friend anons that day, told not to tell you"
>Anon "When I walked to enter the house, your mom moved the curtain in the front window slightly and took a quick peek and closed curtain again"
>Anon "So I called for your mom, you and then knocked, then rang door bell"
>Anon "When I opened the door, your mom was standing next to her room and quickly went inside "
>Parents room down the hallway, between my room and bathroom
>Anon :"I came all the way to the bathroom shouting for you cuz it was weird...but when you came out of bathroom confirmed with you...so...yeah...glad you sold the house"
>Me: "You should have told that story earlier..."

>>14935970
He told me*

>>14935970
welp, that gave me chills

>be late evening, around 7-8 PM last Winter
>live in the middle of bumblefuck nowhere, Irish countryside
>whole area around my house is either deep woods, bogland, or fields.
>be strolling through woods
>dense and overgrown path, tree cover lowers light levels significantly
>sun already cresting horizon, it's getting dark
>on the right of the path is a thick treeline, which opens into a field
>continue walking, all is normal, if not a little 3spoodep5u
>cold weather, wind howling, it's getting dark, and I'm a good half hour walk from my house

>I'm stopped in my tracks by screaming
>sounds like a horse dying
>or foxes fucking, whatever
>it was scary as balls
>come up on fence to my right, the one which leads into the field
>the setting sun silhouettes these dainty, slender, quadrapeds standing still some distance into the field
>I see that one is lying on the ground, probably dead

At this point I was turning down the volume on my ipod to listen out for the direction of the scream, I'd lost concentration and banged against the wrought iron gate, making some noise.

>figures, which I've worked out as being horses, notice me
>one canters over, limping
>it gets close, and I can see it's been starved, its ribs clearly jutting out
>it comes up to the gate
>I notice that the horse has no fucking eyes
>just empty fucking sockets with some dried blood that had ran down its face
>Right on fucking time, the screaming starts up again
>all the horses start neighing and making loud as fuck noises as I bolt it in the opposite direction
>never ran so fast in my life

Thinking back on it, the situation itself wasn't that creepy in retrospect. I've seen eyeless horses quite a few times in my life, it was just the right combination of ambience and foxes fucking that sp00ped me.

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>>14936005

>>14935955
Sounds to me like you're imagining it bro. I got the same thing, every night where the insomnia was bad I'd see something staring at me through the door. When It's not too bad nothings there.

>>14931719
Yeah he stopped. I remember clearly. I was so fucking scared because I travel that area lot, especially when that was going on, going back and forth between my old and new town. Shit had me bugged out.

>>14936016
>ghost in the macro hide ghost whispering threads ignore ghost whispering threads report ghost whispering threads

>>14935970
"House before selling" 4

>Be me 19
>Come home early morning from grave yard shift job
>Walk into house, walk into room
>Juz want to hit the bed and die
>Walk over to bed, juz before falling slap away the "Bat man" sign on the bed
>Wtf
>Get up look at the floor
>Little bat laying on the floor, can't fly
>Feel bad, and excited, walk out room, parents still asleep
>Get box, put bat inside, find some fruits, put in the box
>Take box outside, put in dark area, alot of shade, against a short tree
>Go into room, feeling happy, hit the bed and get knocked out
>Wake up in the afternoon
>Look for box, fruits still inside, no bat
>Bat too small, can't even fly
>"Fucken cats..."

About a week later

>Walk into house, parents serious discussion
>Mom: "Anon son, come sit down, need to tell you something"
>Dad: "Hmmm"
>Me: "What ?"
>Mom: "Well, I've been feeling a bit strange about the house since lately, after your grandma died and everything. Something not right"
>Dad: "Sigh"
>Me: "Okay..."
>Mom: "Strange things happened, so your father and I went to see an exorcist"
>Me: "Erm...stupid but okay"
>Dad "Same thing I told, but eh"
>Mom: "Look it's just for precaution...so we went because I saw 2 out of the 3 signs which shows there maybe a curse"
>Me: "Mom....you are stupid to be so superstitious"
>Mon: "Well I went, and he said there was something, but he removed it. It's gone, so nothing to worry. It's all okay now"
>Me in head "The fuck's wrong with her"
>Dad doesn't believe in the paranormal, not scared of spirits/ghosts
>Me: "okay then, well all gud now, going out"
>Get off couch, on the way out, turn around remembering something
>Me: "Mom, what were supposed to be the signs, what you saw?"
>Mom :"Well Cow in the garden, and crow inside the house, within the last week, all these happened"
>Me "LMFAO...stupid signs"
>About to walk out "Wait, 3rd sign?"
>Mom: "Bat inside the house"
>Pause, walk out the house and realized never told a living soul about the bat, shuda

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Refer to this picture

> be 16ish or something
> laying down, late at night in muh bed
> hear some scratching at point a
> idk why, didn't give a shit
> night #2, hear the shit, louder
> freaked out a bit this time, the fuck is this shit
> goes on for several nights
> finally happens one night earlier than usual
> father says from other room
> " what are you doing anon?"
> " you hear that too, it's outside on the roof?"
> brother could hear it from lower level where he sleeps, asks about it too
> My dad told me to give my older brother my maglight to check it out
> brother goes outside
> scratching stops
> brother comes in and says he didn't see anything
> parents go to sleep, scratching starts happening again
> next morning we go out to look at roof, panels are torn up a bit
> scratches don't happen again, it's been atleast three years

The freaky thing is that there's nothing a racoon could have climbed to get up there. We have racoons under our deck, but unless they can climb a pine tree they couldn't have gotten there.

>>14935970
>>14935918

terrible writing/10

boring too

>>14935927
spooky my attic reverberates sounds, lmao

>>14936005
nice ambiance, that would be a freaky experience

>be my grandfather
>be born in '41
>living in georgia at the time
>raised in small house with six other siblings
>two of them brothers
>one day visiting aunt, him and two brothers decide to explore attic
>open attic and horrible smell rolls out
>they gag and laugh and dare my grandfather (oldest of the three) to go in
>he says only if they follow right behind
>they agree and all go into attic
>it's daytime, middle of summer, hot as balls in there
>youngest of brothers freaks out, goes back down stairs
>dog starts barking like crazy a few stories below
>grandfather and brother continue exploring the attic

Cont.

>>14936155
>they find nothing out of the oridnary, start looking for source of smell
>seems to be coming from grandfather clock
>they go over and investiage it
>clock is still ticking
>open the front and a congealed mass of rats tumbles out
>it's all tangled with what appears to be long hair, which was black
>hear call from the adults, they freak out and stuff the rats back inside
>hurry downstairs

fastforward

>grandfather goes to vietnam
>kicks the shit out of the chinks
>gets wounded three times and is sent back home half-way through

Cont.

>>14936160
>meets my grandmother when he returns home and starts going to school
>she is a rights activist and doesn't date him even though he likes her
>lies and tells her he was drafted, didn't volunteer
>after about a year convinces her to marry him
>she does
>they get married
>after about two years my grandfather drops out of school, starts working
>he is a mechanic
>they finally move into a decent house
>house is nowhere near the house he found all the rats
>my grandmother gets a job as a proofreader until they have kids
>only two kids, because my grandfather didn't like being in big fam
>one of those kids is my dad
>my dad grows up and has a pretty normal childhood until he is about 16

Cont.

>>14936166
>at 16 my dad decides to fuck the system and live in the woods
>does it for one year, hates it, comes back home
>knocks up a waitress
>my grandfather pressures him to marry her even though he didn't care much for her
>he does
>it's my mom
>my mom has me
>i spend a lot of time at my grandfather's house, especially up in the attic
>he built like, this sweet play area with beds and a nintendo and shit
>a few years ago at a thanksgiving dinner we are telling stories
>he tells me the story about what he found in the attic
>i decide to post it on 4chan a while later

im cool if you guys screencap this

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>be me
>reading some stories
>raining outside, I mean its poring out there
>about to switch from story reading to fapping
>take out my equipmunk
>almost finish a spooky story
>"yea fappin time"
>hear odd clunking sounds behind me
>mfw
>turn around slowly
>dog was licking plate, with the dumbest puppy eye expression on her face after I caught her
>facepalm.jpg

>>14936138
You right anon
Sorry about the writing, English no my first language
2nd time writing greentext
Well story is true though, all the stories connected to the one that we had to sell the house

>>14936238
No worries, just letting u know.
Also you're on about 90% of /x/ level of writing, so keep writing them true stories.

>>14931646
You don't really understand this place, do you?

>>14935076
To tall to be a person. But more then likely my mind is playing tricks on me. But weird shit like this hasn't happened since I was 6.

>>14936005

Yo where the fuck have you seen eyeless horses?

>Lived in small town all my life, population just under 2000
>Always heard legends of some guy called Thornton.
>Story goes something like this
>Town used to have a lot more people when it was first founded
>Thornton was some local farmer with a small area of land
>Member of the occult
>Kidnapped and killed people in his field
>Drank the blood, raped the bodies
>Townspeople found out
>Small group lynched him in the woods
>That's all true
>Kids told this story all the time
>People said his ghost haunted town
>Ghost was linked to the tree he was hung from
>Nicknamed "The Coughing Tree" for some reason
>Nobody seriously believed in the ghost
>Be me, be 16
>Beginning of summer break
>Friends and I hanging out
>One guy's cousin was visiting for the summer, so she tagged along
>8/10, seemed interested in me
>She didn't know about Thornton
>Friends tell her
>Really ham it up, make it sound creepy
>She's into the stories
>Wants to see the Coughing Tree
>We've all seen it at some point
>Really boring, just an old tree
>An old piece of rope, maybe from the actual noose used for the hanging, used to be on a branch
>After that went missing, tree is just a lame tree
>I offer to take her
>Hoping for some alone time
>I was a desperate virgin
>Other friends are into the idea, ruin my chances at getting laid
>We head into the woods
>It's fairly late, sun's starting to go down by the time we find the tree
>It had weird symbols carved into the bark, that's how we found it
>Girl reaches out to touch it, looking up at the branches
>Rest of us hang back
>She stands near it for a while
>Says nothing
>Suddenly starts crying
>Falls to her knees in front of the tree
>She yells something unintelligible
>We're all a bit creeped out
>Hear twig snap in distance
>One guy panics, runs
>Other stay behind
>The one girl keeps sobbing
>Her cousin tries to grab her, she bites at him
>Gets his wrist, he's bleeding now
>Steps back, clutching his wrist
>She keeps crying
>We're all rather frightened

cont.

>>14933713
Are you talking about this, by any chance?
http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Anomaly

>last week
>hanging out with my two best friends
>both are into paranormal shit but don't browse /x/, although I introduced them to it after this
>visiting my hometown of North Providence, Rhode Island
>mix of urban/suburban area
>we're walking around super late, like 12:00-2:00 am
>decide to hang out for awhile at our old elementary school
>toss football around near the back
>no lights whatsoever on this side
>one of my friends starts talking about how much of it looked like an insane asylum (padded doors and shit like that)
>i'm a faggot so i'm looking for any excuse to get out of it so i walk up to this random shipping crate and try to climb it
>as soon as I get near it I instantly get hit with a stench similar to decomposition
>tell friends, they come over and one of them starts gagging
>all agree to just go hang out on the playground at the front
>both of my friends take pisses, one of them pisses down the slide
>all the while we converse/joke about the insane asylum thing
>start fake talking to "ghostbro"
>my friends finish pissing and now suddenly I do too so I take the comedic approach and whip out my wang at the top of the slide
>hear a door slam in the direction of the school
>NOPE
>zip up and ask my friends if they just heard that, and they say no
>start talking about if there's a ghost on the playground
>one of my friends say "I don't wanna hang out with no creepy, insane asylum ghost."
>the instant he insults the ghostbro the street light that's right next to the playground (the playground is also right next to the school parking lot) shuts out
>we all fucking dip
A lot more creepy shit, mostly involving street lights, happened that night if anyone wants to hear them.

>>14936518
some crazy synchronicity going on here, I have this story I've been throwing around (in my head) that is very similar to this... odd

>>14936513
Rereading this, it seems lame in hindsight

>Some kids start leaving
>Down to just me, the girl, and her cousin
>She quiets down, still crying, still touching the tree
>Shrieks at us if we get closer
>Strange man comes by at some point
>Seems normal enough, but something off about him
>He talks to the girl, calms her down
>She steps away from the tree
>He touches the tree and keeps talking
>Says some stuff about Thornton not deserving it
>Claims to be a descendant of him
>I didn't believe it
>The one friend does, and asks about it
>The stranger says he was raised to honor his great-whatever-grandfather and what he did
>Stranger says something about the girl being like him
>Says the tree "spoke to her"
>Says Thornton "chose her"
>I'm nervous now
>Sun's nearly down
>Stranger offers to "help" the girl
>Says there's a place she can be safe
>Says there's others like her
>Asks her to help "honor Thornton"
>She seems like she's willing
>Seems a bit out of it
>Friend and I hold her back
>Stranger invites us to come too
>Try to turn him down politely
>We tell him we have to go, our parents will worry
>He follows us
>We stupidly decide to run
>He chases us, yelling something about Thornton and the tree
>We get to town after a while
>He's still running and yelling
>I'm sore, my heart is dying
>I was pretty out of shape
>We're running down the streets
>It's dark, but not too late
>By this time, we're not really running
>Too tired, girl still resisting
>Stranger slows down too
>Tries to calmly reason with us
>Somebody must have seen and called the cops
>Thank God
>Cop car pulls up beside us
>We stop, the stranger stops
>One cop gets out, tries to talk to the stranger
>Stranger doesn't hold back, threatens to kill cop
>Stranger punches cop
>Cop tazes stranger
>Gets him into car
>We walk off, rather shaken
>Hear rumors circulating about the incident
>Never hear anything official about the stranger
>Never learn what his problem was
>And I never got in with the girl

>>14930636
Fuck off with this shit.

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>making out with 9/10 grill
>telly rings
>fuck
>answer the phone
>it's gf's dad
>ohshit.jpg
>he's yelling
>i ask gf how he got my number
>mfw she tells me her dad is dead
>THEN WHO WAS PHONE

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>>14930555
stop posting that shit

nice triples :^)

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>>14931610
>>14931634
>>14931646
>>14931684
>>14931696
Jesus fucking christ nigger, all this shit needs to be absolute creepypasta wiki-tier shit is for you to mention the 5 gf you have for orgies and you being rich.

>>14930636
>go to close the door with closed eyes it cant be closed like somethings in the way
what

>>14935060

Maybe he actually got the wrong person.
Maybe you look like his neighbor from behind.

>>14931409
Story is 10/10 but the way the dog looks so obviously shopped into it just ruins it for me.

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>>14937119
But in all seriousness,
Story 1
>be me, 8 or 9
>be living with cousin
>in the living room playing with legos
>fuck yeah, legos
>everyone else is playing vidya in my brother's room
>dead silence
>thefuck.png
>glance at hallway, light's off
>whatever
>hear a ball bouncing
>look back at hallway
>light is on, red ball bouncing out of hallway
>we don't own a red ball
>everyone was still playing vidya in the room
>nope.swf
>scream at the top of my lungs, "GHOOOOOST"
>mfw no one knew what the fuck I was talking about
>never saw the red ball ever again.

>>14937859
Story 2
>be 17
>home alone
>need to piss
>head to bathroom
>ohyeah.jpg
>hearing noises outside
>[breathing intensifies]
>peek head out of bathroom
>garage door is trying to open itself
>thank the elder gods for the chain lock
>still, wtf
>grow balls and approach door
>no door handle btw
>release the chain
>door stops moving
>slowly nope away
>2 hours later
>creaking noises coming from outside
>the garage door is opening and closing itself
>close and lock my door
>turn into scared fag

>>14931940
>not letting the ghost watch tv with you
Prick, he was obviously bored.

>be 5 year old me
>late at night
>wake up because I did that every night
>go to parents room to return sleep
>about to return to sleep when dog suddenly appears in the hallway
>it's dark so only see silhouette
>dog walks out
>hear his footsteps fade
>go to walk after him
>see his shadow in the other hallway
>go to said hallway
>hear him go into grandma's room
>go to said room
>mfw the dog isn't there
>go back to parents room
>sleep as if nothing happened
>morning
>mfw dog was outside the whole time

I wasn't scared then cause I was young and shit, but when I think back on it I wonder.
I shudder at the thought.

>>14930636

>push with all my strength
>doors don't

>>14930636
>push with all my strenght door clothes
>door clothes
>clothes

what

>>14938126
The door was wearing clothes derp

I have a couple of minor incidents that I can post if anyone wants.

>>14938309
this is /x/, no need to ask if we want to hear your stories.

WE DO.

>>14936576
I liked it. I'm sad you didn't bang her.

>>14931634
>>14931634
Say, "those eyes" one more time, motherfucker

>>14936551
Hell yeah keep going

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>>14938329
If you insist. So let me start with the first superscare I had.
>Be me
>Be 3
>Be livin in Computer room (at the time was Toddler edition)
>Parents are in their room (at the time was Entertainment room) watching some TeeVee.
>Waddle through odd hall towards the kitchen to be with family
>suddenly ear piercing screech from nowhere rips through the house
>Sounds like a woman just got fucking murdered
>My parents weren't watching any movies at loud volumes since I didn't hear anything earlier, so it couldn't be them.
>So I do what any super tough toddler would do
>I sit on my ass and cry like a bitch
>Parents swoop in and save the day

Worst part is that this happened again in the exact same way a year later.
I know this is small, but I have many more stories of small encounters.

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>>14938846
PART DOS:
>Be me
>Still be 3
>Be playin with legos
>shitsocash.jpg
>suddenly I get an overwhelming feeling of sheer terror
>I cant move, scream, cry, or get up.
>I'm looking into the darkness of the Adult Zone
>I can feel something behind me but nothing is there and lots of pressure on my chest
>Suddenly burst into tears
>Parents swoop in once again, feeling is gone after they hit the last step of the stairs

I know I was young but that kind of fear I have never felt to be so intense, like a fight or flight response where I picked option 3: cry.

>>14938888
PART TRES:
MINOR INCIDENTS EDITION

Over my toddler/small child years, I've had a lot of encounters in my home. Some of the strangest are:
>Randomly moving Little horse toy (Like someone was riding it)
>Dad packing zone stereo turning on and playing random stations
>toys in different positions and locations from where I moved them a day before, still upright.
>footsteps
>feelings of fear. (Im getting that right now as I type)
>Shit moving out of the corner of my eye.
I have a cat now and in my toddler years but they were asleep/didn't have one when all these events happened.

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>>14938915
PART QUATRO:
DAD GETS FUKKIN PISSED EDITION

>Be me
>Be 4
>one day after the radio turns on for no apparent reason and scaring the shit out of me my dad has had enough of the ghost's bullshit
>He goes into the ADULT ZONE and turns off all the lights and just is in the dark by the radio
For clarification, my father is a 5' 10" mexican man who is just BEEFED. Fukkin ripped and has a voice so strong and deep that it can make a rebellious teen turn well behaved gentlemen in 10 words or less.
>Calls out to the ghost
>"Hey motherfucker, if you want to fuck with someone, fuck with me! It's just us now, motherfucker, so go ahead do something!"
>Is there for about 10 minutes with lights off, all dark, all alone
>Yells "Damn right!" and leaves
>No incident in 10 years.
>Mfw

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okay. yall gonna hate this
This all occurs after 10PM

>be 18 yr old me back a few years
>be with my 2 friends
>lets call them Ash and Vin
>get really baked, have a good time
>munchies.jpeg
>we go get MiccyDs
>as we drive back we park inbetween a playground and the path to the woods
>We conjure up an Idea.
>"Let's go get baked in the woods and eat there too same time, I'll be great"
>It's dark as shit outside
>stoned me thinks this idea is AWESOME
>we walk down the path with our food
>heightened sense of hearing from pot exaggerates how close the main road is.
>shrug it off
>get to the edge, looking for the crossing area
>Suddenly hear loud rustling
>all 3 of us glare at the woods edge on the other side of the road.
>nothing on the ground
>I notice 4 leaves or so fucking fly past the almost dead lamp post light
>I make a sound that somehow got everyone to look up at the trees and such
>Like the leafy canopy
>The branches on a tree more to the right rustle hard core.
>No fucking wind is blowing
>No fucking cars have driven by since we got there.
>The branches stop rustling.
>Something jumped tree to tree, shaking separate branches.
>Nope.jpg
>We run.
>I look back
>See orange-ish dots at the top of the tree line
>NOPENOPENOPE
>We went to the playground
>We ate our food.
>Smoked waaaay more
>Fucking ran to the car after we heard a LOUD ass growling.
>Drove our asses to a friends house.

Mfw the eyes.

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>>14938940
PART CINCO:
DOUBLE TROUBLE EDITION

This will be my last part before I abandon thread.
>Be me
>Be 14
>Livin life with no incident
>Invite friend over to hang out and play some vidya downstairs
>Lets call him Dan
>We go downstairs and while we are setting up we start fucking around by the south eastern part of the kid zone.
>Lil ball rolls by us
>no wind, we didn't touch it, no motherfucking cat there
>Our faces when

and to make sure the post isn't too short, I have another story

>Be me still
>Be 15 still
>Be sleeping before I hear small talk coming from the basement
>Very faint but it's there
>Grow a pair and go downstairs
>MFW the radio's on and doing the same shit from years ago
>say aloud "dude, I don't want to deal with this. I just want to sleep in peace."
>Go back upstairs
>Best sleep I've had in my life.

Oh yeah and I also forgot to mention that the ghost likes to call out names of the family there to fuck with us.
And I think he's in the room with me because I can feel cold in an area where it shouldn't be. No vents no open windows, nothin. Feeling too super scare to do anything about it.

>>14938961
Where do you live? US, Australia, where?

>>14938983
I deeply regret asking for your stories. Not scary at all.

>>14939013
a lot of these aren't

>>14938991
US

>>14933086
an spoppy skeletron

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>>14933075

>>14933856
shadow people can be the worst, the one I saw when I was a kid was a fucking prick

>>14933405
>>14933405
If you're telling the truth (and you're probably not like the rest of these stories) sounds like the beginning of an alien abduction.

>>14935837
you might be surprised that 99% percent of all stories told are bullshit. go too a bar sometime

>>14935927
when i moved down south i always heard garbled voices and i freaked me out quite a bit as i am falling asleep.
then i realized it was just part of the cacophany of insects making noise outside trying too get laid.
slept like a baby since

>>14931409
i love the photograph but the shopped dog ruins it

>>14930598
this was fucking great.

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>>14939346
This is where it happened.

Pink is where I initially saw it, that little underpass is where most of the shit went down.

>>14936481
second

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>be me
>kid
>happy with life
>doing kid shit
>hear this whistling in my ear, not ringing, like wind whistling
>lose my shit

>that night
>cant sleep
>silhouette outside curtains
>freaking the fuck out
>too scared to go wake parents in case whatever sees me move
"Don't be afraid."
>lose shit, fall asleep in seconds in bed

>be me
>16
>life is average
>average me
>flirting with girl
>think to self
"Don't be afraid"
>hear it in that voice
>wake up in hospital
"anon you had a heart attack, we need to operate"
>the doctor has that voice
>black out

>be me, 17
>sick of things
>drop out
>dead end MacDonald's tier job
>work night shift one day
>walk home through city
>see guy who looks like the shadow did in an alley, dark, can't see much but his teeth and shape
>teeth curled into shit eating grin
"Don't be afraid"
>black out
From there, nothing it all stopped.

>>14935366
sorta the same story happened with my parents too. My mom was pregnant with me and my dad worked till 2 am. One night she hears footsteps in the living room and a faint cough while shes in the bedroom. The front door opens then closes only for a while later my dad would show up. My mom asked why did you get home then leave again. My dad explained he just got home. Shortly after they moved from that apartment.

>Driving home one night with family.
>We live out in the sticks.
>Not storming or anything but there's bursts of lighting coming from our left.
>Also on our left is a ditch.
>Further down the road in that ditch is a car with absolutely no lights on.
>Like in a horror movie, a flash of lightning reveals a man just sitting behind the wheel looking at us as we drive by.
>We get home.
>Later, my brother is taking the trash can out to the street.
>Man is driving slowly up and down the road with no lights on.
>Brother comes inside, says he heard him say "Help me".
>Call 911.
>Police arrive.
>No sign of him again.

>>14935851

I also remember reading this in the other thread haha. Must've been pretty freaky realizing that the chatter you heard wasn't what you thought it was

>>14939852
>Further down same road, at very end.
>Abandoned military base of some kind.
>Friend would often stake it out.
>Rows of open bunkers.
>Men in white trucks arrive and have him leave.
>He sees them welding one of the bunkers shut.

We had this door which would refuse to close every now and again. Got the hinges changed, had the door and frame checked etc. Nothing wrong with it at all. Doesn't sound spoopy but when accompanied with other details it does a bit.
>door is to my parent's room
>never had problem with it but then my dad passed
>ill from cancer so decide to keep him at home and he dies in his own bedroom surrounded by family
>an hour after he passed we all left the room and I attempted to close it
>it literally wouldn't close
>dad's body is removed the next day, same problem with closing door directly after taking out the body but it's my sister who's hauling at it this time
>we'd closed the door fine plenty of times in between his death and body removal
Months go by without it happening again and all is forgotten
>go back into parents room one time to pick up a few things I needed
>met with a deep sense of despair
>nope the fuck out of their and try to slam door behind me
>it jams
>feel fine once I'm out

Both my mother and sister have reported the exact same thing, intense feelings of sorrow followed by the door not closing if they attempt to pull it behind them. Also seen a figure in the room in broad daylight on several occasions. Mother has seen the figure more, which is a given as it's her room. Also felt something placed on my shoulder once. Wasn't aggressive or pulling me etc, it was just there. Figure it's the spirit of our father letting us know he's still there and doesn't want us to shut the door as it's shutting him away from us. We came to the last assumption giving that room is the only place we get the unexplained emotions and experienced the odd goings on.

>>14939930
Shit, that's pretty sad.
Sorry bro.

>>14939944
It's strangely comforting at times. Never really believed in spirits etc but upon seeing a very human shaped blur against the wall and feeling the pressure on my shoulder I kind of do now. Sometimes it's pleasant to know that someone's there. May not be my father but it means that he could be around somewhere after death. But the sorrow and despair feelings I do believe are from my dad as that's definitely what emotion he'd have been going through when he knew he was on death's door.

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>>14939969
>death's door.

Ahh I see.

>a few months ago
>scouting locations for a short
>come upon some sketchy ass hotel off the freeway
>go inside, place is like creepville
>sneak upstairs and floor is sticky as fuck
>looks like it's being renovated
>me and my bud go deeper into the hotel
>it's kinda dark in this area so i light up my phone's flashlight
>hear squeaking
>i try to get my friend to go because it might be security
>it wasn't
>it was a guy limping toward us wearing a grey jumpsuit
>can't see his face
>we're just kinda standing there watching him slowly move toward us
>he steps into an area lit by a window
>his face is disfigured as fuck
>can't see his fucking nose
>he stops about 10 feet away from us
>my friend and i are slowly backing away as if to not piss him off
>he breaks into a full on olympic sprint
>friend and i get the fuck out and drive off without looking back

can't remember the name of the hotel but it's in dallas off 635 if anyone wants to check it out

>>14938611
Sorry, I went out. But yeah I'll continue.
>creeped out but fascinated so we keep walking.
>notice street lights start flickering as we walk past but only in the area around the school
>as we walk towards one in particular it starts getting dimmer
>it completely shuts out by the time we're like five feet away
>we walk under it and it just goes from like 0-100 and becomes blindingly bright, like nothing I've ever seen before
>we all book it as fast as we can because fuck that
>we wonder if the spirit bound itself to my necklace or some shit like that
>get a weird feeling of power and fright at the same time
>to test our theory I give my necklace to my friend since he was leaving the next day while I was staying for awhile

I haven't really heard from him since, I'll have to ask him about it soon.

>>14939759
Stop drinking so much #LOL

>>14936518
>http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Anomaly
Unfortunately, no.

Anon bought the real photographs, from Sothebys. In a elaborate box, folders and files. Actually linked to the exclusive Sothebys auction.

If it was roleplay - of course it was roleplay - it was extremely well thought out and executed. I'm bored at work right now so I'll start digging for it.

>chillin at apartment, browsing /x/
>reading unsolved mysteries/crime thread in the living room right next to the door
>on the ground floor, window right next to door, couch under window
>all of a sudden I heat a roar of an engine and tires screeching
>a lifted yellow 80s Bronco hops the curb and brakes not 5 feet from my door
>revs
>wtfman.jpg
>all lights are out except for the streetlight behind it
>turns the engine off, I peer through the blinds
>I see two cigarettes glowing in the front seat but not the people in the truck
>the silence is broken by someone racking a shotgun
>shitting bricks now, jesus fuck what is happening
>they sit in front of my door for two hours, I don't have a phone or a gun
>I just stare at them thru the blinds for two of the most intense hours of my life
>they finally start the engine and leave, lights off
>one week later I find 9mm casings near one of my neighbor's doors, never hear from them again

>>14930555
OP, you have got to stop using that pic.

Fuckin rented this VHS tape from the movie store a couple of years back. Watched it with my bros and it's this black and white shit and this little slut comin out of a well. Fuckin phone rings and they're like "Yo ass gonna die in 7 days, faggot ass bitch".
Punk ass niggas

>>14939804
Yeah weird shit. My grandfather also died in that townhouse when I was about 2. We are in contact with the current owners and they describe a man that supposedly looks exactly like my mom's father who sits in the living room sometimes and then just vanishes.

>>14940005
DON'T GO THROUGH THERE LITTLE DOGGIE

>>14933086
Travis?

>>14940615
That's The Ring you stupid fucking nigger

>>14939969
Reminds me of this story
Not spooky; but a WTF/thank god indeed

>have a shitty childhood
>go to jail
>get involved with a gang
>cray shit happens, miss death/big jail time by a hair
>back at my parent's home for a few weeks
>feel bummed, go for a walk
>come back, my parents look at me strange and tell me my cousin's mom called and wants to talk to me
>we never met, or spoke, before
>her daughter, my cousin died with her friend a few years before in a car crash when the drunk asshole driver tried to race in a Hyndai Accent
>call her, no idea what she wants, sit by myself in room
>Her mom tells me her daughter is worried about me
thespookystartshere.jpeg
>she starts telling me she knows how i feel, and absolutely fucking describes everything with a supernatural impossible precision
>the dam breaks, the armor is penetrated, the shell has cracked. start crying, can't help it; she knows everything
>we talk for maybe 20-30min. i insist that nobody could know what she was telling me
>walk out of the room page as a sheet
>parents asks me what she wanted, tell them it's fine, not to worry about it
>eventually left the gang; cray shit happened still but i got around to leave and trying to lead a better, safer life
>saw her in my dreams a couple times, i feel she is watching over me

I have a guardian angel. There is something after death. I love you, Genevieve.

>>14935648
Top kek.

>>14930636
b-b-but anon, who was door?

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>>14933502
>tfw no red-eyed ghost gf to help with homework

>>14936160
>congealed mass of rats
Sounds like a Rat King, a recognized phenomenon that happens when a shitton of rats hang out together so long that all the dirt on their tails forms together like concrete.

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this didn't happen to me but it's relevant to me because it happened at my workplace.

>bar I work at has 3 floors
>each floor is its own "bar" different vibes, music, people etc.
>basement bar, ground floor bar, then upstairs bar
>upstairs bar has another flight of stairs that leads to a mini-bar that overlooks dance floor, also where the bathrooms are
>basement bar is alright, kinda spoopy but only cause its dark and smells bad
>spend most of my time on ground floor bar, most well lit and has AC and booths. also I can see the street so that helps
>upstairs bar has a different atmosphere
>even in the morning the place is black as pitch, have to use my flashlight to find the switchboard and turn on the very few, dim overhead bar lamps

so here's what happened:

>girl I work with was at the topmost level (where bathroom is)
>she's doing whatever when she turns around and sees some older guy sitting in one of the leather wall-length seats
>politely tells him that she can't legally serve him because it's too early but he's welcome to stay until that she can
>he doesn't say anything, so she just turns around and carries on with what she's doing
>a few moments pass and she turns around again
>he's gone
>if he had gone down the stairs she would have heard it, he could have gone into the bathroom but there are no lights at the top level so fuck going in there to check

if he had left at any point she would have seen it, he would have had to cross her path to leave.

I still hate going up there. the quiet and dark is the worst.

pic related, that's the exit sign. it doesn't help.

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>>14941222
>that pic
wut

>>14931795
>>14935359
>>14935837
As if marijuana makes people hallucinate.
I can understand that stoners often get paranoid and freak out about non-issues, but these stories aren't, "oh guys I feel like there was another guy. Wait was that a tee branch or a hand? What? Oh shit guys what if it was a hand?" These stories are, "We all saw fucking monsters and got chased and two of my friends had no eyes and disappeared, never to be seen from again."
If you are going to believe in skinwalkers (or suspend disbelief to enjoy stories as I do), the presence of marijuana shouldn't spoil the story at all.

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>be my dads uncle-in-law
>about 5 years ago
>he had a german shepherd
>he loved that dog
>one night grandpa and grandma are over at their place
>spending the weekend there
>everyone was watching tv in the living room
>suddenly said uncle gets up and goes outside in the middle of the night
>comes back 15mins later
>just sits down and says "there, *dogs name* got a few smacks for the last time"
>the next morning he was found dead in his room
he was a diabetic

the weird thing is that he never EVER laid hands on his dog, but that night something just clicked in him.
his wife died 1 month later, and when she drew her last breath, all the dogs in the neighbourhood started howling.

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This happened around around 5 years back when i was out hunting with my friend T:
>hunting with my pal T
>heard romours about a big buck in our hunting grounds

The hunting grounds where up around Bucks lake near Lake Tahoe if anyone knows where that is.
Back to the story...
>so we drove up there spottet some nice bucks on the travel through the steap terrain and agreed to camp there for a couple of days because we were sure to get atleast a buck each.
>the first day we camp out there we agree to just chill and enjoy the nature and start hunting in the morning

Pic related, same terrain as Bucks Lake

>>14931829
Your style is really good for a novel or short story but in greentext it´s kinda awkward...

>>14941407
Anyone still alive out there? Cont.
>so the first day passed and we just enjoyed the nature and the animals and packed out our gear
>the next morning we got up early
>I chose to sit near some trees by the lake on the eastern side while T chose to sit in the cover of some bushes just around 400 feet away from me
>we sat there for some time while nothing happened

>>14941494
>we could hear the birds singning on the morning sun and we could hear a distant call from a roe
>i had my mossberg 4x4 .308 with me and T had his old mauser 30.06 with him
>all of a sudden everything went dead quiet
>no sounds at all only the wind

>>14930598
Crowcotta anyone? Hyena Laugh, terrible smell, voice mimicry, only big problem is why in america. Also not skinwalker.

>>14941517
>so the silence lasted for around 20 minutes
>then i decided that nothing was going to happen and that it was too boring to just stay in the same place, so i headed down to T
>i got down to T in 10 minutes
>we looked at each other and talked about the weird silence

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>be 26
>my dad and me use to fish when I was younger mostly trout, walleyes and perch
>grew up and moved out of state
>Dad got back into fishing after watching River Monsters ect.
>I save up money to take my dad to japan, he has friends he made there while he was stationed as a military engineer (worked on bridges and roads in the late 70s)
>finally have enough money to take him for his birthday
>we set of in summer of 09
>meet up with dads friend and his two sons
>that night we are sitting in a small restaurant on the edge of small lake
>dads friend starts telling stories about strange sounds in area where we intend on fishing the following days
>one story he tells is of an old woman who is seen floating around on roads late at night, apparently a legend going as far back as the time of lords and samurai.
>we head back to his house and prepare for trip the next day
>head out early in the morning and drive about an hour and a half up mountain area through woods
>we get to small town before making the rest of the trip on foot
>my dad and friend lead while I hang back with two sons, three of us joke and talk about American and Japanese pussy
>we get to spot and set up, start drinking as we wait.
>first day goes well and sun starts to set, the forest is really isolated except for one or two boats in the distance.
>that night as we sit around the fire we start to notice everything goes dead silent. this last for about 40min we just sit and listen.
>climb into tent and knock out.
>around 4 in the morning son #2 wakes me up (we were in same tent) and asks if I hear anything, im half asleep but I listen for anything.
>not a minute passes when I hear a growling/yelp/cry that wakes me up completely, it was strange because it sounded like it was coming from all directions.
Cont.

cont.
>we sit awake until daybreak and dads friend says they heard it too, we get our things and move along lake to where a river feeds in.
>that night the five of us stay up to fish (me my dad and his friend are near edge of the water while both sons are watching camp)
>my dad is the first to point in out but then I see it, A figure moving along the opposite side of the river/lake,
> I notice its moving fast for a person so I automatically assumed it was some sort of animal until it starts howling in a strange pitch that sounded like wailing
>we bolt back to camp and get into tents from there we see whatever it is move into treeline and disappear
>the cries sound in the distance for what seemed to be an eternity, at some point it sounds like there are two of those things having kind of a “call and response”
>after a while we step out and pack up for the next morning, no one sleeps that night.
>the next day we turn back and double time it back to the town.
we find out from locals that the thing we saw is a ghost of a Y?rei that frequents the area, supposedly the spirit of a would be-bride that was killed by bandits while on her way to be wed. The story also goes that her body was thrown in the same river where we stayed.

>>14933075
A tree.

Well my bathroom door locks by itself when nobody is even in there, I asked my dad about it he says it's just the fucking wind.
I'm sure it's nothing but It's nice to know what's causing it.

>>14930555
>move in with dad at age 12
>well to do family
>mansion.jpg
>house is in the country, nice neighborhood
>no street lights, no sidewalk

continue?

>>14935329
>big guy raped you

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>>14940072
>hotel but it's in dallas off 635 if anyone wants to check it out
i see what you did there, trying to lure me into your death hotel

>>14931409
I live in Oklahoma.

Fuck this place.

>>14941741
Don't bother. You're obviously gaining momentum to roleplay.

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Ok, here's mine
>Be me, 20 yo
>live in the forest because Dad is a forester
>House is about 7km away from the next village
>House is a timber-framed farmyard with three buildings and additionally old as fuck, I've read 1732 somewhere carved in.
>"Neighbor" has his house 2km far afield
>In days of third Reich a NS-guy thought it would be nice to hunt in the forest and built a hunter's cabin right beside our house. I can throw stones on it's roof from my window.
>Cabin is made out of wood and skew as hell. >It has three rooms: One little carpenter's workshop, the main room we get high in ad a little extra room for Idon'tknowwhat which you can enter through a door in the main room.
>Cabin was unused for cenuries but when I start to smoke weed I feel the need for a proper Pot-cave. Three days of excessive cleaning and the Job was done

>random evening in October
>friend and me had a sleepover last night and now we wait for another friend to come
>we sit on my bed, playing Worms 4 Mayhem
>leave window open to hear friend's car
>suddenly noise from outside, "brake"-like enough to point my egghead out of the window an look what's up
>no lights outside but the lamp in the shag we left on for our friend to see where he steps in the dark
>It's nearly pitch black but the windows of the shag´
>Almost every leave is fallen to ground and I can see the front of the shag
>Friend's head appears beside me, curious if our pal already arrived
>See the Door of the shag is opened by someone
>Has nearly the same size and Hairstyle as our Friend
>Person walks inside but leaves door open, just as our friend
>"Ok, let's go, anon"
>grab our weed, booze and jolted outside the house and towards the open door of the shag, that send light on the small beaten path that lays between house and cabin
>Enter main room yelling something like: "Lass ma' steilgehn'!"
>nobody is in here

continued

Pic related. It's my house

>>14941921
hope this gets good, I rarely hear good stories from germany. also looks like the area where i live.

>>14941921
pls continue

>>14941921
Cont.

>eventually our friend sqats in the lil' extra room trying to fuck with our short nerves. Everyone in our group is super in for games like this
>friend goes out to place a golden bar of water, I sat down starting to roll one up, still monitoring the door that leads to the extra room
>Friend come back and tell me: There's no car, man"
> We noped in sync outside the shag and grab the biggest branches we can find/wield
>slowly head back in, our pants fizzed to their limits
>After some time we got our balls grow back and we open the door with a roar and a little help of my foot
>again
>nobody's in there.
>calm down a little, smoke a joint
>After a while we hear brakes from outside and footsteps that find their way to the now closed door
>Door opens, it's our friend
>Ask him, if he see someone around on the street or if he'd seen a car
>he answers with "no" and "no"
>WTF did we just see?

>Month before last
>me, smoking a joint sitting on a bale of straw on the meadow behind our house
>looking upon my house, forest in my back
>watching boars
>Start to get a lil darker
>jump from the bale, start to walk back to my house
>Hear noise behind me
>Turn around, see shadow on forest's edge
>50cm in the height I tell you by sight
>could be a boar, better walk away slowly
>Shadow starts to move
>seem to turn around in a 270° twist and head into the forest
>I can't tell you for sure it did this 270° twist but I fucking swear to my body and all what's sacred for me... It starts to get larger with every step, just as someone stand up while walking after crouched around.
>the second before it disappears between the leaves it has the same height as me, maybe higher and it has two big white stripes on it's back
>I totally noped the 200m back to my house in nearly half a minute

What's weirder: a human-like creature that lives near your house or a Human being that set his camp near your house and is monitoring you when you're outside?

>>14942138
I don't know how gun laws really are in Germany, but I'd sure as hell be armed in your situation.

I would probably go on little recon hikes, in groups of at least 5, to make sure there's no psycho dude living off the land just outside your property line.

>>14942166
I own a baseball bat (how I got this is another strange story), up to ten knifes in different lengths and next month the blacksmith should have finished my shortsword.
As soon as I can I'll going to get a handgun, I don't mind any license

I didn't watch all these horror movies without learning out of it. If you're not armed like you want to invade Poland single handed, your ass will be beaten up this worse, you can collect its pieces from here to the trans Siberian tundra

>>14942205
Wanna post the baseball bat story? I did enjoy your last one.

>>14942205
Your home is beautiful. I have German in me and I wanna visit there.

>>14930598
I was in the thread when this was posted.

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>>14942220
For sure :) Here it is:

>Be me, 18 yo
>Visit friend of my dad and his family for a week
>chop wood the whole time
>be the hell of a job, every evening my hands shudder from the exhaust
>fuck it, job is very well paid and somehow I enjoy it to push my body to it's limits of persistence
(twenty stems with a length of about 15 m in six days, just to boast)
>Day before the day of departure
>load old logs from a woodpile on a trailer
>grab a log, see something long an blue through a gap between the logs under
>throw log aside to pull this thing out
>managed to get it out
>It's a aluminum baseball bat, the handle is wrapped with blue tape
>"If you miss a baseball bat I'd just found it"
>Dad's Friend comes near to watch it
>"Boy, I've never seen this shit"
>start wondering from where it comes
>it wasn't this dirty, couldn't have lied there for a month
>start wondering who has it placed there
>Dad's friend phones around the neighborhood if someone missed a bat
>No one does
>start wondering why it has been placed there
>Friend lives a lil bit outside the city on a forest edge
>No matter who has it placed in that log pile, his ulterior motives couldn't be barely friendly
>Ends up me keeping the bat as a present

Picture related. It's the bat from the story

Soo...I posted a few about The House before we sold it on this thread....let me know if anyone is interested in knowing how we came to selling the house in the end

>>14940881
Did you really just get that mad at an anon making a deliberately bad joke?

>>14942429
Interested

>>14942228
Thank you :)
It's pretty cool here, if you like the sound of millions of mosquitoes in the summer. Also very easy to grow MJ here. No Cop would beat himself through the bushes just to find four 1,50m high plants somewhere in an area as large as a small town

also sorry for the oversized pictures

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>>14935127
>mfw when i have one of those fuckers

>>14930636
Punctuation would help here, anon.

>go to close the door with closed eyes. It cant be closed, like somethings in the way

>>14930555
I finally have a story to tell. Give me a minute. Got to type it up.

>>14932922
Here's my advice:

Learn how to use semicolons, never use ellipses again, and stop writing in caps.

Nothing is more annoying than people who use ellipses.

>>14933075
Every single thread... multiple times... shut it up son

>>14942493\
>live in Chattanooga, TN
>pretty big city
>parents divorced when I was little
>dad was never a city person, so after the breakup, he moved to a rural wooded area around the Tennessee-Georgia border
>tons of property
>ever since the divorce, I've spent every other weekend with my dad
Okay, enough with the exposition.
>about a week ago
>dad and I are leaving my cousin's house to head back to his
>stop at the dollar store to pick up some shit for the next few days
>it's fairly late, about 11 PM, and I just wait in the car, because he says he'll be quick.

>>14942444
House before selling 5

>be me age of 22
>about 9 of us friends having a drinking session at the house
>Us be doing this occasionally
>Well past midnight
>Most of us drunk, except 2 stoners who only smoke weed
>All of us sitting under the tree, in a circle, on chairs, drinking, laughing, making shitty jokes and being drunk and stoned
>Me be drunk, and need to piss
>Get up, walk away from the crowd to the side of the house to piss on the wall
>Me be pissing on the wall, drunk
>Can't see friends, but can hear them in the garden infront of house
>One of my stoner friends come looking for me
>"Yo anon, you okay?"
>Me: "Yeah, not puking, don't worry, juz pissing, fucken drunk"
>Friend "Okay" and walks off
>I walked back to where we were seated
>One of my bitch ass friends have left without telling me
>I'm drunk, and now pissed he didn't even say goodbye
>Shouting at the rest "What the fuck, where he go ? Why did you let him go ?"
>Friends "Wtf anon" "Chill" "who?" "You are drunk" "Wtf anon"
>I start counting, can't count properly, but about 9 guys are there
>Can't figure out who left
>In the end decided me be fucken drunk, let it go

One of my stoner friends stayed back with me that night, slept over. That particular stoner friend was actually a friend of the other stoner friend(who came looking for me when pissing), and he hardly ever came back.

Close to selling the house, this is what my stoner friend told me when we started talking about all the shit that happened

>Friend "Remember you so drunk that day....so pissed that one of us left without telling?"
>Me "Yeah, lol, was drunk"
>Friend "Remember my stoner friend, who stayed at your place?"
>Me "Yeah....."
>Friend "When you went to piss that day, at that time, him and I felt something odd"
>Me "Er..."
>Friend "When you walked off to piss, I felt someone, well, something walk after you, from where we were seated"
>Me "Hmmm..."

Cont

>>14942527
>Me: "Hmmm"
>Friend "So yeah, I came after you to check everything was alright. After checking on you, I came back and sat down."
>Me "umm..."
>Friend "When you got back, whatever that left with you, never came back, there was a loss of presence. I wanted to ask my friend, but didn't want to make a scene. He just put his finger on the lips and asked to be quiet"
>Friend "It didn't matter, cuz once you got back, you started making a scene about someone leaving from the group. All though you were drunk, and we juz passed it on as that"
>Me: "Maybe my mother is not crazy after all...":
>Friend "Hmm....and the reason my friend hardly comes over here after that, that day when he slept at your house, something has tried to choke him. He had struggled out of it and found out you were dozed out on your bed"
Me :"He's a lil crazy anyways..."

>>14942525
>sitting in the car, dicking around on my phone, when I hear something outside
>see bushes rustling next to store
>probably a deer or something, whatever
>something starts coming out of the brush
>dafuq
>shit is big as fuck
>i'm certain I'm about to see a big ass bear
>not a bear
>definitely furry, but greasy, just by looking at it, I'm certain it smells horrible
>can't make anything else out in the darkness
>watch stunned for a few moments
>decide to flash lights because why not, lots of people near by
>flash
>fucker looks at me and runs off in one swift movement
>big ass red eyes
>think I saw big, fox-like ears, but could have just been fluff
>freak the fuck out internally
>no more rustling bushes
>tell my dad when he gets back
>"it was just a bear"
>I fucking knew you were going to say that.

This wasn't the first time I've experienced weird shit in that. I just don't know how my dad hasn't.

>>14942576
*in that area

Fuck everything

>>14936178
Why would we? It went fucking nowhere.

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>>14936178
Fuckin sucked balls!!!

>>14938983
>reading a story from when someone was 3

No

>>14942413
That's it?

>>14936473
>record next event
>upload video to jewtube
>link here for anons