Creepy Story/Experience Thread

>>17122622
Sure man, keep it up

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>>17122632
>Be me young looking boyish 5'4 blonde
>Working late at McDicks job
>Creepy looking guy walking it
>Creepy as in to catch a predator
>Guy orders a large coffee and asks me weird questions while I make it
>Guy "How old are you"
>Me "17"
>Guy "Oh cool what time are you off work?"
>Lie to him and say 1am when actually off at 11:30pm
>Guy leaves
>Around 11 I go into lobby and start to clean up before I go
>Look out window and see a car on
>See creepy guy in said car. We waves to me with a smile
>What the hell....
>11:30 rolls around and my brother is picking me up
>Usually wait around outside but not with this guy still outside staring at me
>Brother finally shows up and we begin to go home.
>Guy starts to follow us.
>Don't say anything because I think I am over reacting.
>"He isn't following us. Just a coincidence." say to myself
>On almost home and turn onto a side street that connects to my street
>Guy still following us
>As we turn he continues forward.
>Never seen him again

This was just over a year or so and was super creepy. I really hope it was just some guy that nothing better to do then to fuck with me, rather than fuck me.

>>17122666
I have a few more stories is others are interested. Also am interested to hear others stories.

>Live in a town of 2000 people, so small it's actually considered a "village" instead of a town
>Town high school was built in the 1890's and is still used today
>Grade school was rebuilt in the 1990's so moving from 8th grade to high school is a big change in scenery
>The school had a lake in front of it when it was first built, but they had a problem with it flooding, so they built a small river through the town in order to drain the lake. I think they did that in the 60s, but that's not important.
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>It was very common in grade school for the teachers to talk about how the high school building was haunted by a ghost named Edgar.
>As a little kid it freaked us out of course, but as we grew older, fewer and fewer of us actually believed in it.
>During high school orientation, at one point they just turned us loose in the building so that we could explore and find out where all of the classrooms were.
>Down in the basement we were checking out the library, and found these large picture frames.
>The frames were hung on a thing like posters are in the store. There are multiple 2-sided frames on hinges so they kind of flip together.
>Each frame had the class picture of a graduating class, from 1903 to the present.
>We had fun finding pictures of parents and relatives to see what they looked like in highschool (small town, almost every kid was the offspring of an alumni)
>Then we started flipping through all of the old pictures and a friend stopped us. He said nothing and just pointed at a picture.
>It was the class of 1917, and written underneath of the picture was "In memory of Edgar Wherry"
>After looking at the picture closely, we realized that two of the students looked identical. Edgar had a twin brother. Thomas Wherry.
>The next week, we started looking in to the books at the town library, not the school library.
>They had these old super dusty books that had every major news story the town had ever had

>>17122676
Hyped to hear whats next

>>17122676
>>17122676
>Turns out, the old tree in front of the high school used to hang out over the lake
>One morning they discovered Edgar hung from the branch of the tree, hanging above the water.
>Police deemed it a murder, but Thomas didn't want to believe it.
>He hunted down and murdered 3 people who he thought had killed his twin brother.
>We went to school the next day and started talking to the superintendent. Once he started talking, all the sense of authority in his voice went away.
>He told us that what we had discovered had actually happened, and the school trys to keep kids from finding out about it
>Tells us it's to keep distractions down, they think if everyone is talking about murders they won't get their work done. Even though these murders happened almost 100 years ago.
>Fast forward to Junior year, haven't thought about Edgar or Thomas in a while.
>Got to school earlier than usual, only about 5 or 6 kids in the school before me.
>See someone in a suit and tie walking down the stairs, none of the teachers ever dressed that nice.
>I'm on the 2nd floor, watch the person walk from the 3rd floor down the stairs and in to the basement before thinking that he looked out of place yet familiar
>I go down the stairs to see who it was, but don't see anybody. The lights in the cafeteria weren't on yet, so all I saw was the light from the vending machines and what was coming through the door to the library.
>Walk in to the library and see an underclassman named Kailee, ask her if anyone had come in in the last minute, she said she was the only one in there all morning.
>Walk over to the pictures on the wall and flip to the older pictures. What Edgar and Thomas (and every other boy in their class) looked EXACTLY like what that guy was wearing.
>Mild nope and head back upstairs to wait for my friends to get to school, never tell anyone other than Kailee what I saw

>>17122729
Damn. Anymore?

>>17122729
A small addition but way creepier than my personal story.
>Midway through Senior year.
>School assigns a freshman to every senior to be like a helper. Not a chaperone or anything but like if they don't know where a classroom is and shit. Mines name was Steven
>Steven comes up to me one day and looks pale as a ghost. Says he has to ask me something
>Long story short, he had been out late the night before, and was walking home around 2 am. High School is in middle of town, so he walked by it on his way home.
>Said he saw something hanging from the tree and walked down where the lake use to be to check it out. Turned on his phone light and saw a person hanging from the tree
>Ran home and woke up his sister who drove him back to the school, but of course nothing was there when he got there.
>He was asking me if he should tell anyone, I told him to talk to the superintendent. I'm not sure if he did or if he ever found out the whole story

>>17122729
Fuck. Meant police deemed it a suicide, not murder. So according to the records, Edgar killed himself and Thomas murdered 3 random people

>>17122748

Creepy

>wandering deep innawoods
>mostly looking for properly-sized deer bones to complete my mounted skeleton
>come across some kid
>say "hi there, kid"
>kid say he's lost and wants to go home
>ask him where his home is
>kid says name of nearby town
>know woods well, agree to lead kid back
>walk is taking a while
>kid keeps crying about wanting to go home
>I assure him we are well on our way back
>finally exit woods onto familiar road
>kid seemingly recognizes road and thanks me before running off
>next day learn he was hit by a drunk driver and killed as he followed the road home
>realize my actions led to his death
>complete my sweet deer skeleton

Might as well post this
>5-7 years ago
>Early high school
>Going camping over spring break with church and some pals
>"Hey anon, let me show you something"
>It's his dream journal that he would draw his dreams in
>He makes me sign a contract that has his blood on it to tell no one
>Haven't done that until today
>The notebook has a long explanation about how his dreams predict the future
>If his dreams have a certain symbol then they predict the future
>What happens in his dreams happen 3 days later if it has the symbol
>Shows me picture of wolf
>"I had that dream 3 days ago"
>later that day
>A large wolf that looks just like the one in the notebook comes out
>Approaches me and him and a few others
>we pet it and it's friendly
>It leads us into the woods
>We come out of the woods near the road
>We see our bus has fallen in a sinkhole
>Wolf disappears

I have a couple stories but not as creepy

>be me, 11 at the time
>live in a small town that does this Christmas street party Bullshit every year.
>street party is finished go home with mate to drop shit off.
>mate bought a shifty plastic lightsaber thing
>walks into house everything seems fine.
> about to leave, and then head heavy footsteps running towards us.
>nope the Fuck out of there.
>running down drive way with mate.
>puts lightsaber up to Windows to see if anything is there (Idk why he did this)
> run all the way back to his place.
Kept this between our selves until last year. We laugh about it know

>>17122777
Holy shit I got lucky trips!

>>17122849
Holt shit I didn't even notice!

>>17122855
NICE DUBS M8

>>17122865
HOLY SHIT! I didn't even notice! FIRST DUBS EVER!

>>17122892
sweet 92 homes

>Be me, 8 years of ears
>Completely dark in my room, trying to sleep, because that's what we did back then
>Be alone in the room, because my older sister was in the hospital
>Suddenly a voice
>"Anon, you really need to read your books more"
>Hear a loud as shit crash
>screaming_as_loud_as_my_lungs_will_let_me.jpg
>My mom comes bursting in, flipping on the light
>My bookshelf was completely knocked to the ground, with books everywhere.

Scared the hoots out of me. Learned 2 years later that there's this poltergeist that's been following my mom around since she was young. Liked knocking plates off the shelf and shit. Even exploded a fan once.

I also heard my older brother checked in on me while I was sleeping around the same time, only to see the ghost standing at the foot of my bed, staring straight at him. But that's only what I heard.

>>17122900
what the fuck

>>17122748
You didn't follow up with that freshman? Why not?

No spooks or goblins but for some reason when I went to visit my father in Louisiana for the first time we took a trip out of New Orleans and when we came back the city was ravaged by a hurricane and just had a very bad vibe coming from the location itself.

This is creepy now, but back when it happened it was downright terrifying.

> Be me, about 3
> Living in a smallish one story home
> Central living room, watching TV with family
> Time for bed, leave and turn into hall to go to my room
> See something in the shadows moving toward me
> No feet, just gliding along
> Stops in front of my room, seems like body is turned toward room but head is looking at me
> It's about 2 feet tall, disproportionately large head, no eyes just black
> Freak out, run back, get dad, tell him about little ghost "on tank treads"
> He pushes me back to the hallway, kicking and screaming
> Stands there with me, it's still there for me, staring at us
> Says he can't see it, says it doesn't exist
> It turns its head and glides into my room
> He pushes me into my room, I see it standing next to my bed
> Seems like it's facing my bed
> He turns on light, it's not there
> "See, it's not there"
> Definitely didn't sleep that night

It felt hostile but not dangerous, which is why I now call it the imp. That's the only time I really had a major experience with it. We moved to a new home about a year later and I'd hear dishes crashing in the middle of the night, but my Mom claims responsibility for those and she's a serious night owl. I never did find anyone in the kitchen or anything misplaced upon checking it out though.

>>17122666
I thought this story was going to relate to BTK, thank you for disappointing me.

>>17122622
>be with gf in kitchen, just talking and stuff
>evening
>hairs on the back of my neck stand the fuck up like royal soldiers
>hear a loud whisper behind me say "hey!"
>we both flip around
>expecting to see her big bro peering from behind the hallway
>I ask her where he went
>she tells me no one is home
>niggawhat

She had told me of other weird experiences like voice telling to "wake the fuck up" in the middle of the night. This kind of thing is honestly pretty fucking haunting

>>17122900
jesus son, anything better happen since then?

>>17122909
He never brought it up. I suppose I could ask him about it, I'm still Facebook friends with him. He's in the Army now

Bumping, this thread is great

>be me, 19
>living with 6 people in a big house
>house was about 100 years old
>not sure about the backround of the house besides it being old and was used by junkies alot
>anyway lived there for a month, nothing too strange at first
>fast foward 2 months, we all start to hear things upstairs like footsteps in the one bedroom but everyone and the dogs would be in the living room
>would hear faint whispers and shit
>basement was especially creepy due to having one shitty light
>did my best to stay out of basement, only did laundry down there
>so that goes on all the time for a few months
>at about month 6 now and one morning I was sleeping and no one was home
>was around 930 I was dead asleep and out of nowhere the door starts slamming shut
>jump the fuck up out of bed thinking it's my room mate fucking with me
>see no one behind the door
>justshitabrick.avi
>literally noped the fuck out of the room downstairs
>freaked out for a few days and sleep downstairs
>at this point everyone is hearing and dealing with wierd shit happening to them
>one day 4 of us are upstairs in one bedroom
>try not to talk about the ghost in the house but it gets brought up
>now the attic room was completely finished but in the one corner of the room there was this crawlspace like hole
>I put a board against it and prop it up with another board
>the one room mate was drunk so he screams out
>"IF THERE'S SOMETHIN IN THE HOUSE MOVE THAT BOARD " and says some other things to try to get a reaction
>nothing happens for a few minutes
>everyone starts to leave the room
>BOTH FUCKING BOARDS FLEW ACROSS THE ROOM
>literally all stand there awkstruck
>last wierd thing to happen, moved out shortly after

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>>17122622

> When I was little, sometimes my mom would rush into my room at night.
> "Mom? What's up?"
> "Ssh!"
> I hear my dad's feet creaking down the wooden hallway to my room.
> "Angie, where are you?"
> My door opens again, dad looks impatient.
> "Honey, anon had a nightmare...it's okay anon, it was just a dream."
> I am so confused, wasn't having a nightmare. Wasn't even asleep yet.
> Dad looks mad. "Anon, you're FINE. Angie, come back to bed."
> Mom looks anxious. "Honey, he's upset. Just go to sleep and I'll be there later."
> "Angie!"
> She pokes me in the side subtly and I catch on.
> I speak up. "It was really scary. Mom, it was really scary."
> "It's okay anon."
> "Can you stay with me til I get back to sleep?"
> "Of course sweetie."
> Dad storms out in his underwear, slams the door, calls me a whiny child.
> Mom looks so relieved, but won't meet my eye.
> We sit in silence for nearly an hour.
> We never talked about it. But it was always similar when it happened.
> MFW I realize my mom used me as an excuse to get out of sex with my dad.
> MFW I wonder what she has to do now that her excuse is grown up and living on his own.

>>17123783
SHIT! Sorry man. Sounds like abuse....

>>17123852

Before I was old enough to understand sex, I assumed dad was a vampire or something.

One night I had a dream about my long time gf where she was stuck in a prison cell in an abandoned building and I could not find anyone around so I proceeded to try and break her out. When I hit her out she told me how much she loved me and she would be going now and that I must live in to be happy. The next morning I woke with about 60 missed calls and messages from her family informing me she had died in a car crash. I'm still haunted by the dream almost 5 years later

>>17122774
Top kek

>>17124112
That's sad man... I wonder what she thought within her last minutes, probably about you.

bamp

>>17122622

I found a narwhal in a pond once, but Canada's a crazy place desu.

>>17124112
Sounds like you mercy killed her

>>17122900
>8 years of ears

kek

I've got a recent one
>be me senior year in high school
>in environmental systems class
>teacher has the class go around the school to pick up trash and recycle
>friend and I go on our own
>school is situated near forests
>we fill our bag with trash (paper stuff to recycle cuz we am smart)
>go behind school to dumpsters
>throw bag in recycle reciprocal
>realize I have a full bladder
>go to bathroom with friend
>there's a guy in the stall next to the urinal I'm at
>friend is fixing his hair in the mirror because he's very self-conscious
>letting my bladder relieve itself, everything is going great
>suddenly hear a loud yell, sounded like one of pure anger
>ears slightly ringing
>think its the guy in the stall being a dick and trying to scare us
>luckily I did not jump nor get pee on myself
>flush and zip pants
>turn around to look at my friend
>has a look of pure terror
>laugh at him and ask if he got scared by the guy in these stall
>he frantically shakes his head, says the guy left as soon we got there
>allofmywhat.jpg
>says the scream happened after the dude left
>we run into the hallway, maybe the guy peaked into the bathroom to scream
>this all happened in a matter of seconds, scream occurring just moments ago
>its a long hallway, even if he was running we'd still see him escape
>no one there
>whatthefuck.mov
>go back to wash hands, I'm no pleb
>go back to class and sit down, friend is freaking out
That happened a couple months ago, nothing spoopy has happened since then. At school at least

>>17123592
One of the creepier stories ive heard in awhile, please let us know if you do decide to contact the kid.

>Be me, 17, babysitting lil cousin of mine, 5 y/o, along with his imaginary friend Roger
>Decided to play hide n seek, me starting counting on the second floor of the house while lil cousin and Roger went hiding
>While had my eyes covered, someone killed the lights on the second floor, caught me off guard, and got a weird feeling about it
>Rushed to turn on all the lights on the floor seeking and calling lil cousin with no response
>Found him downstairs hiding in the laundry room
>Said turning off the lights was a nice touch
>Cousin said he didnt do it
>Starred at him with a smirk, waiting for him to fess up
>Replied with a "I cant reach the switches, Anon"
>Got so scared felt like throwing up, struggled hiding it and told myself maybe I did it before the game started and forgot
>Heading back upstairs, second floor hallway lights got turned off again
>chills ran down my spine and palms began sweating
>Ask cousin if he saw it too
>Cousin said, about to cry, he wants to call his parents
>Asked in absolute fear "Do you think maybe Roger did it?"
>Got a "How? He's right here"
>Waited for my aunt sitting in the front yard with lil cousin and roger til they arrived
>Refused to stay the night w/o further explanation

I've never said a word about the issue to them or my parents, and I try no to bring it up near my cousin

always had a...hm, mild affinity, esp in my dreams I could tell apart own brain made fantasies/nightmares from weird visits, best I can describe it is I can feel the entities as a different kind of pressure, when I do get lucid in these events I put pressure on them and they fuck off/I wake up, when they are stronger and actually feed off my pressure I flood my body with light, best I can describe it, if my whole body is occupied by light, then there can't be anything else, by light I mean, don't think of it as pushing or or burning them, that would just feed them.

I've had many horrible nightmares as a kid that where all too random to be because of a chemical imbalance. as I gradually found these methods of dealing with shit, they became a lot less frequent
one other thing I noticed in my dreams is that if I become lucid and try to alter dreams, it starts crumbling/fading out or becoming comically distorted, whereas when it's visits, it's no longer in my control, not until I tell them/it/whatever to fuck off, only afterwords the world fades out/I wake up, as I am quite bad at maintaining a dream stable while lucid dreaming.
ever since I found these methods of dealing with badness, I can't really say I've had nightmares since by this point it's reflex to start pressuring it out of my system but rather unpleasantries.

be it actual spiritual events or chemical imbalances, I do not care, it works and it works damn well

p1

>>17127260
p2


some time ago this fall/winter
>have to go on a small trip to install something with my workmates
>had to sleep a couple of nights at a rather decent motel
>first night had trouble falling asleep as I had nothing to do the whole trip there and power napped in the car
>at night with eyes closed being fully conscious , hear a ringing coming from front far right
>probably draft from car ride, I'll just wiggle it out of my system
>before I even get to move a muscle ringing came from front far right and zoomed directly into my left ear, ringing was now at painful levels
>it zoomed across the room at me, and it was like it was an actual object in 3d space, getting louder in one ear and slightly less loud in the other
>whoa okay this is no draft
>before I even get to do the whole pressure thing ringing got 10 times worse, then it came at first as thoughts then whispers, then loud as fuck in my (living) grandmother's voice (of all things) "wake up", whole thing lasted under a second
>borderline jump out of bed, more cautious than scared/in a panic, taking heed to the warning
>quietly check our tools/gear/our car/stuff that it isn't robbed
>check for any signs of trouble
>wait till next day to call grandma how she's doing, she was doing fine
>no one died/suffered/got ill, no misfortune came upon me/us/my family
>touche

>>17122777
>Approaches me and him and other humans, we pet the feral wolf before it leads us into the forest

sure anon

>>17123042
>Implying you remember all of this since you were 3

SURE ANON 2x

believing is up to you...

>be 5
>had a weird dream
>a couple of years had passed
>still has exactly the same dream every once in a while
>begin to realize that whenever i have this dream i wake up covered in sweat
>dream was like:
>I would find myself in the middle of the living room
>then lights go out
>there's something glowing upstairs
>go there to check
>see a male hand holding a lamp
>kinda of green/lime-ish light glowing from the lamp
>in hand is visible some weird looking simbols and something that resembles a tribal tattoo
>dude holding lamp starts moving
>proceeds to hide in a room and play dead while he descends the stairs
>feel him passing through me
>see he heading for the exit of my house
>go after him
>look at him from a corner
>man is around 6'4 6'5 and is wearing a black priest-ish clothes
>he looks in my direction
>black eyes with a bright red dot, shining like a firefly
>my body freezes
>he takes two steps into my direction
>body can't move
>he stops
>I start trembling
>he turns his back and leaves
>I take a deep breath and stand in my spot in a fetal position until I wake
>eighteen years later
>still has the same dream
>exactly the same
>the same lamp
>the same man
>the same eyes
>like a play rehearsed a million times
>even if i'm lucid dreaming (or 'nightmaring' if you prefer)

>>17122777
Waste of trips.

This is an awkward story to greentext

>be 6 years ago, Junior year of high school
>moving out of the house we owned for 11 years, looking to rent.
>always thought the house was low-key haunted but never had the proof.
>always got a nightmare on christmas eve, doors being closed when I'm alone, stuff like that
>live with an extremely Christian family that believes in spiritual warfare,so it never bothered me.
>the week before I move out, I'm alone in the house, working on a school project.
>hear loud creak noises in the kitchen
>investigate
>both the dishwasher and the oven opened by themselves
>spooks but not worries
>close and go back to work
>4 minutes later, hear it again, but this time before I can get downstairs to the kitchen, they slam shut.
>quick peek, no one is in the kitchen
>holyfuckingspirit.jpg
>grab the wall and run upstairs
>close the door because poltergeists can't open doors
>slamming keeps happening in 4-6 minute intervals
>pants shat every time
>grew the balls to duct tape the appliances shut
>poltergeist doesn't give two shits
>tape peeled off and on the ground
>stay in the computer room until parents come home.
>dad enters
>"dad it's been pretty freakin spooky here, this house is haunted I swear"
>tell him what happened
>"alright son, lets pray then"
>pray against the spirit of fear.
>never happens again.

It was one of my spookier experiences. Sorry for the anticlimactic ending, you can blame Jesus for that.

>>17127542
Also, parents ended up buying a house Which We have had a spook in

>be me senior year of high school
>having nice dinner, my mom got all the recipes from Carrabas the week before so it was probably something italian.
>TV (which has no remote) turns on
>TV goes to channel 10.
>TV turns off.
>dad prays
>We eat our scampi

Bamf

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>>17123783
So you displaced your father's role and provided comfort to your mother in a bedroom...
very interesting...

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I drink dog barf.

>>17127542
>Sorry for the anticlimactic ending, you can blame Jesus for that.

Kek

>14 yo me going to sleep
>Brother already sleeping on the bottom of the bunker bed
>Eyes closed and already relaxed. For whatever reason peaked to the door
>Shadowy figure standing right next to it inside the dark room.
>Whatthefuck.mkv, pretend to be sleeping because of shitty logic
>Tried to come up with logical answer to seeing this. Maybe hallucination for being sleepy.
>Peek again and it will be gone since I'm freaking alert now.
>It's still there.
>NOWAY
>Starting to freak out
>Only plan is to turn lights on, but switch is next to the door
>Will have to pass beside the ghost.
>Gather the courage of thousand lions to pretend to walk sleep pass it and switch the lights on
>It was the coat hanger with a hat on top

I know it's nothing paranormal, but i was scared shitless in my bed mind rushing on possibilities. Completely forgot about the huge coat and hat since no one ever use the hanger.

>>17129382

Then why post this stupid shit? No spoops, no paranormal, waste of time.

I guess if the bump/post ratio is this high, it is time to stop bumping, right?

>>17122622

>Be me a while back
>Be walking down alley
>Happily whistling
>Just knifed another homeless dude for fun
>Psychopath
>Hear someone behind me near alley
>Ooh another potential victim
>Turn around
>Whistling louder walking toward poor idiot on longboard
>Guy takes off
>Better luck next time

>>17122666
>Be me young looking boyish 5'4 blonde
hnng

>>17123783
>tapping your mom's sweet ass next time you go visit and spend the night

>16 year old me living in an apartment with mom and gf
>gf is 15 and going to school but I stay home cause dropout
>gf comes home one day when me and a friend of my mom are there
>about a minute later nigger in a repair man suit comes up claiming he's there to fix the windows, my moms friend answers him thru the screen door and tells him he can't come in cause the apt owner didn't tell us he was sending someone
>guy leaves frustrated
>never returns again

it was always in the back of my mind that he wanted to rape my gf since she was pretty good looking and a white girl . Thanks to my moms friend nothing happened.

>>17122622
>Brother won't pick up phone

but then... who WAS phone?!

>>17122622
I do this every smoke break in the alley where i live. U live in chicago?

>be me (26 yo fag with wife and baby anonson)
>baby anon (9 months) is sleeping between us
>i'm reading this thread cause boring night
>hear my dogs bark
>baby anon wake up and sit without looking at me or my wife (because of boobs)
>look at the window and smile
>gotosleep.jpg gently put him to sleep before pointing some paranormal entity or shit
>keep reading this thread

>>17122673
Keep it up anon

>>17131096

man, I'm so sorry the child in you is dead.

>>17127886
snorted.

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>>17122622
Man, alot of "urban" type guys whistle to indicate 'dey holdin'. He probably saw you as an easy mark...white boy on a long board late at night lookin to cop.... and then he saw that you were just freaked out and decided to just fuck with you a little...

>>17123042
thats weird.my grandma told me that when she first saw me that i was pure evil and that i would only bring ruin to those around me.

she even called me an imp from time to time

>>17127572
you act like this is a common thing?

>>17129711
Implying this entire site isn't a gigantic waste of time.

For Christ sake.

Excuse me for not greentexting this stories, it's just that I hate this format of storytelling.

I had quite a lot of spooky occurrences happen to me. I'll convey them in a chronological order.

When I was a little kid of no more than 5 years me and my family lived in an apartment of which we moved out since. That place had a bad vibe to it. I never felt safe in it. As if someone was always watching me. I was not the only one who felt discomfort in there. My mom reported feeling bad in there as well.

The first scary memory that I have from that place was when I was in the living room with my parents one evening. I felt inclined to look at the display window of the closet from close up so I walked toward it. When I got close enough I noticed a white face looking back at me. Even though I was scared I didn't back up or called my parents. I felt hypnotized. I can't remember what happened after that. After we moved out of the apartment I saw one of the video tapes my father recorded of me and my sister playing in the living room. Everything was normal in the video, but something was wrong in the audio. Over the voices of me and my sister playing there was a metallic, male droning sound. It kept getting louder and louder until the video cuts to another film session.

More stories will follow in the next posts.

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Continued from >>17131797

The second scary memory that I have from that apartment is by far the scariest thing that ever happened to me. I was lying awake in my bed one night when suddenly I saw a white head peeping over the side of my bed. The shape of it resembled that of a "sheet ghost". The only facial features that I can remember from it were black eyes. The head kept peeping out and then going back to hide under my bed. He just kept repeating this action in total silence. Eventually I covered myself with the blanket and I can't remember what happened after that. After I got older I came across the story of "The Flatwoods Monster". As I read about it I became shocked as to how much the creature described sounded familiar. I even remember reading some eye witness reports saying that sometimes his head is the only thing visible, just like in my case. Pic related, that's the guy I saw only without his body. Another weird thing in relation to the story was that I recieved the exact debunking theory about the creature from some guy I told the story to a long time ago. That it might have been an owl. Strange coincidence maybe. My mother used to say that at the time there were a lot of UFO reports in our region. My father even has a video recording that he took of a bright light hovering silently infront of our building.

After this a similar event happened to me when I was in kindergarden. I was minding my own buisiness outside when I saw a head with strange facial features peeking over the fence wall and then going back down. Just like the creature that I saw in my bedroom did. This one looked more human, though, and it wasn't white. I'm not sure if I was the only one seeing him, because I wasn't alone out there.

More stories will follow.

>>17125694
>letting my bladder relieve itself, everything is going great

That's how you know shit's about to go down. topkek

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After my 6th birthday we moved out of that cursed apartment to another apartment in the same city. The new place didn't have a bad vibe to it but I still had scary things happen to me.

Before I convey the things that happened in the apartment we moved to, I will tell you the story of a very peculiar event that happened in the new kindergarden I went to after we moved.

There was this kid in my kindergarden that was kind of a weirdo. Nobody hang around with him and he was pretty much of a loner. One day all of us kids were playing hide and seek in the yard. After a couple of rounds we suddenly hear someone scream in pain. From the corner of the yard the weirdo kid comes crawling out, covered in blood, and I mean FUCKING COMPLETELY COVERED IN BLOOD, hauling like a lunatic. He didn't seem to have any visible injury on him. Just tons of blood. The kindergarden teacher rushed to him and took him somewhere. After he was taken I realised that not only did we play several rounds without finding him, but also, the place he crawled out of was just a small corner in the yard next to the outer walls of the kindergarden structure. That place was searched through several times and there was nothing in there that could hurt him like that. We were never told what happened to him and he returned after a couple of days, refusing to say what went wrong. This was all nice and good, except it happened 3 more times since then. We would all be playing outside when suddenly he would crawl out of there, howling and covered in blood from head to toe. I was in school with him when we got older and when I asked him regarding it he would say he doesn't know what I am talking about, but he was visibly upset when I mentioned this.

More to follow.

>>17127296
I have clear and vivid memories from when I was 2 years old and described them to my mother. She explained where we were when they happened and was only a little surprised that I remembered. It happens. I believe that anon.

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Now onward to the scary things that happened in the new apartment, the one I live in now. When me and my sister were still kids we used to sleep together in the same room on a double bunk bed. One day I went to sleep on the top bunk, knowing that tomorrow my grandmother would come to visit us. I was pretty excited. I woke up in the middle of the night with the door to our room open and a shadowy figure standing at the enterance. I was convinced that it was my grandmother who came early and so I called out her name. The figure just kep standing there without moving or replying to me. I then fell back to sleep imidetly, as if all of my strength was sucked out of me. When I woke up in the morning my grandmother didn't arrive yet.

This is not the first time I saw what I consider to be a "Shadow Person". After I grew up I was moved to the room at the end of the corridor. That room had a door leading to a bathroom. One night I woke up to see the door to the bathroom open and a shadowy figure standing at the enterance. I thought it was my mother this time so I called out her name but the figure didn't reply. Then I felt again as if the strength was sucked out of me and I fell back to sleep.

The third and last time I saw that figure was when I woke up in the middle of the night, lying on the floor with my face down. I was paralyzed and I could sense that the same shadowy figure was standing over me. I can't remember what happened after that and if I woke up on the floor that morning or not.

More stories inbound.

>>17127296
I have clear and vivid memories from when I was 2 years old and described them to my mother. She explained where we were when they happened and was only a little surprised that I remembered. It happens. I believe that anon.

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The following story is what I consider to be the second scariest thing that ever happened to me. I was woken up in the middle of the night by the voice of my mother shouting at me from her bedroom "Stop making loud noises, anon!". As I was trying to understand what was going on I noticed there is a loud noise, coming out from beneath my bed. There were a lot of heavy boxes under there, filled with my toys. As a kid I could bearly move them and what was down there was really going at it at full force, kicking them around. I shouted back at her that it wasn't me. She didn't believe me because she was an asshole. All of a sudden the noises stopped. I looked toward the bathroom door and I saw a young lady with her back to me, wearing a classic victorian era pink dress, floating above the ground and moving toward the closed bathroom door. She went through the door, and that is all that there was to it. Never saw that girl again.

The last thing that was out of order in this apartment was when I woke up early in the morning to the sound of a man shouting, as if in pain, from what sounded like the hallway. I thought I was imagining it and I went back to sleep. Next morning my father asked if I was shouting during the night.

The last scary thing that happened to me was when I was with my whole extended family in the apartment of my aunt after my grandmother died. We all heard a knocking on the entrance door. It was late at night and we weren't expecting any guests. The knocking wouldn't stop until we opened the door to see there was nothing there. It happened several times during the week following her death.

That's all folks.

>>17122900
>this poltergeist that's been following my mom around since she was young
>only to see the ghost standing at the foot of my bed
kek, keep making this up, its funny

>>17122666
tfw no manlet bf

>>17122666
Reminds me of one time when I was in the British Museum. Was waiting on a bench while my parents were in the gift shop, and this old guy comes and sits right next to me even though there was plenty of room. So right off the bat, I'm uncomfortable. He starts talking to me, asking me where I'm from. I say America, and he says "oh are you from California? do you like to go swimming?" and I'm like "no I'm from Pennsylvania" and he asks me how old I am and I tell him my actual age (14), and he just stares at me for a few seconds and then says "are you alone" and just then my parents come out of the store and I just went over to them and was like "gotta go nice talking to you" and he saw them and pulled out a newspaper and tried to act like he had been doing that for a while but my parents had seen him talking to me from the shop and we left immediately and I really hope he didn't get anyone

>>17123042
Your imagination was too strong

>>17123887
Kek

>>17127325
Anon, could you draw any of the tattoos for us?

>>17130880
young patrick bateman detected

I'll give it a go
>Driving home at like 11 one night from friend's house
>"home" is actually aunt's house I'm living in for the time being because broke and loving family
>always suspected it to be haunted or something
>would hear footsteps from upstairs when home alone
>would hear footsteps coming up exposed wood stairs from unfinished basement
>sounds of doors opening and closing
>house is very new, so I was told it's just the wood settling
>get home at like 11:30
>get out of car, walk up to door, insert key
>turn key, lock clacks out of place
>Suddenly loud bang from the other side of the door, like someone hit their skull against it hard
>jump the full 15 feet back towards car, jump in, and speed off
>come back later with 2 officers and they find no signs of anyone being there (I clean very well before I go anywhere out of respect)
>No footprints despite it raining heavily outside
>They tell me the usual stuff and leave, I go stay in a hotel that night
>Aunt and uncle sold the house a few months later for unspecified reasons
What a night

>be at uni underground parking lot at 9PM, late night TA shift
>see large metal door that connects one part of the parking lot to another
>it's either through this door or go upstairs and walk over
>too lazy to climb stairs
>spot red car on my left as I enter
>inside is an extremely narrow but tall hallway with a few flickering lights hanging above
>feeling uneasy, quickly make my way through the straight hallway
>exit through the door on the other side, lost my bearings
>thinking it's just because the hallway was too long
>continue onwards, enter another heavy metal door
>it's the same thing inside; long, tall hallway, hanging lights flickering
>quickly make my way through again
>exit, still not familiar with the scenery
>but it is
>the red car is again on my left
>uneasiness creep up on me again
>push through another metal door ahead
>feel the walls of the hallway get narrower and narrower, while the ceiling is getting taller
>lights dim
>panic and run
>feeling queasy and nauseous
>exit, but find myself back at the beginning of the hallway
>full panic mode
>get tunnel vision
>walls closing down on me
>covered in sweat, on the verge of vomiting
>the exit gets further with every step I take
>phone rings suddenly
>it's a text from a friend
>snap back to reality
>the exit is suddenly in front of me
>push through
>the parking lot on the other side is there
>check time
>I've only been in the hallway for half a minute

>>17122777
which symbol is that?

>>17131864
>>17131846
>>17131838
>>17131822
>>17131797

Thanks for the contribution, anon.

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>be 11 years old
>watching Unsolved Mysterious on Lifetime (lel) at noontime during summer vacation
>eating microwave pizza at the dinner table situated near the hallway with various room doors.
>a bunch of stuff about spooky phenomenons.
>the middle door is open but its dark inside.
>suddenly see a white hand doing the "come here" gesture
>frozen in fear for a few seconds and scream out for my older sister.
>she comes out and I tell her what happened. She's noticeably worried and we're both scared.
Never saw that again.

>be around 15 years ago
>grandma dying of cancer
>Mom and aunts are especially close to their mom
>my grandpa was physically and verbally abusive, grandma tried her best to protect her children as they grew up
>mom and aunts do everything for grandma, my mom and her youngest sister take turns administering shots on her legs every day
>eventually cancer wins
>mom falls into depression
>around a week or two after grandma died my mom receives a call from her youngest sister
>says she woke up this morning with red dots on her legs
>in the exact spots they used to give my grandma shots
>my mom immediately checks her own legs
>she has the same dots in the same spots

A lot of weird shit happened after she died. Apparently I as a 4-6 year old told my mom that I saw her and that she told us not to worry anymore.

>>17122774
>realize my actions led to his death
Nah that would be the drunk.

>>17126541
Whoever set up your wiring probably slacked off.

Why are ghosts always annoying, why can't they ever be helpful?

>>17129711
You mean like every /x/ story?

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>>17131243
>(because of boobs)

>Couple of years ago, was single then
>On a trip to Rome with my buddy
>Decide to go for a walk at night, buddy doesn't want to come
>Go anyway
>Rome's really beautiful
>See a lady
>yogurlareyourome.jpg
>She says hi and we start walking together
>We chat about the city, she speaks broken English
>She invites me back to her place

>>17134995
>She has crazy food in her kitchen and we eat
>wheninrome.avi
>Things get frisky in the kitchen so we head to bed
>Getting pretty intense
>On her bed
>Something feels wrong
>The lights are on
>I never fuck with lights on, makes me feel weird
>I start to get up to turn them off
>"Oh no Anon, I'll get them," says the girl
>She reaches for the light switch (which is across the room)
>Her arm stretches to be at least five feet long
>Light turns off
>Her arms wrap around me

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>>17135000
>>Her arm stretches to be at least five feet long
>>Light turns off
>>Her arms wrap around me

That is my fetish.

>>17134950

My grandmother had cancer in the digestive tract and suffered from a lot of nausea and diarrhea toward the end. After she died all of the family members that were close to her (including me) started experiencing the same symptoms she had for the next couple of weeks. At some point I began to suspect that someone poisoned me. I really felt as if I'm about to die.

Alright, here's a story from when I was younger
>Be me
>Be 12-13 years old
>There's an old abandoned house at the end of my road
>Kids go in for a trial of courage and bring something out
>It's a big old 3-storey house and all the windows are boarded up
>Creepy as fuck and overgrown
>A couple of friends and me decide to go in one day after school
>One of my friends used to live there before it was closed
>Let's call him "Charlie"
>Go into house with friends through front door
>Only entrance into house
>Can only see a little bit from light coming in through small cracks
>Walking in front of group with Charlie
>Walking to stairs since bottom floor was already picked clean
>He suddenly stops
>Group stops
>Charlie telling everyone to be quiet
>Everyone starts walking up stairs in silence
>Can finally hear it
>"Charlie"
>"Charlie"
>Something was calling out for him
>Sounded like it was on the third storey
>He keep going
>Get to second set of stairs
>Other friend grabs onto Charlie
>"Don't go, Charlie"
>Everyone's stood still
>Calling getting louder
>Calling starts to sound more like a woman wailing
>I look at my friends then Charlie
>They all look terrified
>I bolt it and run downstairs
>I slam the through the back door and really hurt my shoulder
>Other friends come running out
>Charlie's still inside
>Comes out a minute later
>Holding onto a tea cosy
>Everyone runs home without saying anything
I asked Charlie about it a week or so afterwards. He said the voice sounded like his mum who died there when he was still living there. Pretty spooky. Me and my friends decided not to tell people about it out of respect for Charlie. Also, me and my friends got branded as the pussies that ran through the back door cause we were too spooked

I have another story about an abandoned factory in that town if anyone wants to hear it...

>>17135069
hit us up

>>17135069
tell it

>>17135069
tell the story bro

>>17135069
Plese

>>17135069
>>17135072
>>17135073
>>17135074
>>17135076
>>17135072
Gafemas
>samefag

>>17135069
Alright, this story isn't quite as good but more weird
>Be 14-15 years old
>Old abandoned factory on other side of the road to my house
>Most of the windows have been smashed by kids with rocks
>Easy to get in to but no one goes in it cause of police
>One day, looking out front window
>See a guy up in the top window in the factory
>It's a nice day so I decide to go investigate
>My brother showed me how to get in a while ago
>Go around the back of the factory
>Popular dog walking spot
>Wait until there's no one around
>Climb over the wall and run across the grass
>Climb up some old metal stairs to smashed in window
>Climb through the window into the old factory
>On some old metal railing
>Can see the factory floor but it's empty and boring
>Head into the offices and start climbing the stairs
>A lot of stairs
>Climb up about ten flights
>Probably still another 5 to go
>Start to feel really uneasy
>Climb another three
>Look up
>Then a see it
>There's a huge whole where the next two floors should be
>Can see the ceiling of the building
>"Huh, I'm sure that I saw the guy on the top floor"
>Can see the window that I saw the guy through
>Decide to head back out and not to think about it
>Get to the bottom of the stairs
>Police are there
>Get a formal warning and police tell my mum about how I went into the factory
>Apparently some old lady reported that she saw someone on the top floor
>Try to explain that that's not possible but still get reported cause I was in the old factory
It was pretty weird. I remember other people getting caught by the cops cause they were reported for being on the top floor but only one or two people. It still creeps me out. I never looked at the windows again out of fear and moved away shortly after...

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>>17135100

>>17135031
Eh boi das be da cursin' her placed 'pon yor granmadie, it t'aint no simpul ailment

>>17122777
>The stories and information posted here are artistic works of fiction and falsehood.
>Only a fool would take anything posted here as fact.

>>17134980
The switch would have still been in the on position, and flipping it would have done nothing.
Furthermore, it would have shorted the first time, and not be able to have been turned on later if it was a standard room switch.
>used to be an electrician's apprentice

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>>17131822
Is this your suspect?
We caught him trying to ruin Christmas for some folks.

>>17134516
OH WHAT A NIGHT!
Late December back in '63.

>>17123783
Don't you want to talk to your mom now?
Maybe it was a abusive relationship, maybe she's still being abused by your dad, maybe you can see her once more.

Creepy experience at my work

>path to take out trash at work takes me through hallway with 5 doors
>always felt uneasy walking through hallway b/c doors have peepholes for no reason
>shop is in mall so lots of people normally there, but hallway always is deserted
>drop off trash and start walking back
>hear hissing coming from 3rd door
>Light suddenly shines through door
>hear someone scream NO! and then a fucking loud thump
>fumble with my knife and drop it
>nope and reach Mach 3 as I run down the hallway
>entire shift spent deciding wether to go back for knife
>end of shift go to get jacket
>reach into pocket
>knife there
>ask all 3 coworkers and boss but no one returned knife or went into hallway at all
>me and other guy who had a creepy experience in that hallway quit the next day

Will post his if anyone is interested
Apparently that Galway had a butchers shop among other things and the guy who owned the shop was suspected of murdering a lady although no evidence against him could be found

>>17135691
Just post it, anon. You don't need to ask.

His is short but still creepy
>walking through hallway
>hears something clicking on stairs
>closest thing to the noise was "knives hitting wood except quieter"
>thinks it's just a bug or a bird that got into the mall b/c that happens a lot
>throws trash into the bin
>layer of dust on the floor because that section of the mall was closed at the time (this happened long before my story)
> bare footprints in the dust leading into the third room being followed by footprints of high heels
>he hears the latch (deadbolt) on the third door open/close (didn't know which)
>there is no handle on the door from the hallway in
>power walks through hallway
>as he opens door to the main mall he says he saw that the door was open a crack

Didn't believe him at first but after my story happened we nope'd the fuck out of there, all I got for now but might post more if this thread survives long

>>17135707

This. Why do people insist on asking for permission to post scary stories in scary stories threads? Makes me think that the only reason they do that is to get some (You)'s.

>>17135747
Was just wondering if anyone was still here

So use to posting my dreams.. So I was cutting through Disney land to get to the highway/road and got a ticket. Obviously never been to Disney land.

Just messing around at work and almost fell down 25-75? ft well.

>>17135752
We're always lurking.

>>17135100
Learn how fucking time codes work you stupid cunt.

>>17134985
My dad says one of his friends had a haunted house. When he was sleeping over at his house, he could feel someone standing over him sometimes. But the family became accustomed to it, and were very tolerant of it. They would sometimes hear the rocking chair moving upstairs, and the mom usually didn't mind, but if she ever got tired of it she would yell upstairs politely asking it to stop, and it would. Also would turn on and off lightswitches if they sensed its presence in the room. They would just say "excuse me, would you mind turning that light on over there" and it would, and they would thank it. Don't know if they ever found a name for it, but they had a good relationship with it. And I'm hearing this secondhand from my dad, so who knows if its all true. I trust my dad with that, but his friend could have exaggerated a few things. But it sounds real, and what my dad said about feeling like something was standing over him sounded real

>>17122666
Why would you lie to someone who looks like he's gonna rape the shit out of you? You gotta send those motherfuckers to farm cotton in South Georgia dude what the fuck it enfuriates me so much when people don't stand up for themselves.
Like what's your problem? Tell them to FUCK OFF, by lying in that way you're giving them a chance to fuck you over.

>>17135941

It wouldn't do any good. Those types like the feisty boys.

>>17128988
Nice dubs you strange man

>>17131133
check em

Newfag,so bear with me.

>Couple of weeks ago ,pretty chilly night.
>Reading spooky stories here.
>Decide to close the window because its cold af.
>Notice a person on the roof of the building next to mine.(i live in apartment building on the 4th floor,and the other building is 3 floors high).
>getting spooked
>suddenly he/she/it (its dark) looks at me (i think),get even more spooked.
>close all the blinds and go to try and get some sleep.
>next day me and my roomie chillin when suddenly we hear a knock on the window.
>note the 4th floor and no way to climb up to it without ladders and stuff.
>again spooked af,check the window,nothing there.
>thinking about going to church but too lazy to do so.

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>>17135391
That's only the board of which we don't speak

how do you guys sleep at night?
i love spoppy stuff and everything but how do you guys cope?
>about to fall asleep
>remember something from the threads and jump up instantly
>not sleepy anymore
>rinse and repeat

>>17122900
>8 years of ears
>even exploded a fan
Topkek

>>17127296
>>17131845
I vividly remember some shit from when I was 2 as well. It's pretty common.

>>17131629

Funny, im called the imp too but its mostly cuz im short ,ugly as fuck and killed my mother in childbirth

>>17122666
Wow, nobody checked these Satan trips? And we're on /x? Smh.

>On cub scout field trip to small amusement park
>nighttime
>ride down rug slide
>weee!
>get separated from cubmates
>head for main area of the park
>start a shortcut through an unlit area with humming machines and generators and shit
>there's a large guy with a leather jacket and nunchucks staring at me
>it's Eddie Money
>walk quietly around him
>he just eyeballs me the whole time
>get back to troop
>nobody noticed me gone so I say nothing
>later loaded up in van waiting to leave
>look out window
>Eddie Money

Happened to me at work the other day, not super spoopy but its something.
>Working 3rd shift at a popular convenience store in my town
>Around 2:30 am, ask the boss if i can go out for a smoke since ive finished most of my nightly tasks
>He says sure, head out to the walled off area where our dumpsters are, as it is the designated smoking area
>Sit down on a milk crate, light one up and play on my phone
>Midway through the cig, i hear a voice from over the wall, the wall facing away from the store and towards a small wooded area
>"what are you doing in there?"
>Felt a little awkward and weirded out, decide to take another drag or two and head inside
>After a few seconds, the voice asks me again "Don't you fucking ignore me, WHAT are you doing in there?"
>I know its not my managers voice, as it was quite raspy and shaky.
>Figure its just a homeless guy, leave a cig on top of the milk crate for him before i nope the fuck back inside
>As i reach the safety of the store sidewalk i turn back to look, see someone in all black hopping over the wall(they were at the falling inside portion of the wall climb, not the getting boosted over portion, ya know what im SAYN?")
>Tell my manager about it, he goes outside to check, as the dumpsters are employee only
>Says he didnt see anyone around, but he would check the cameras
>Tfw he checked the cameras but didnt see anyone hopping over the wall

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Alright so this happened to me around 3 in the morning, August, in 2008
>Wake up in the middle of the night
>On pain meds at the time
>Respiration is a little uneven, and I'm sweating hard
>K, what the fuck is going on
>Everything in the room is spinning, lamp is across the closet floor
>Reaching out, but I can't hold on to anything
>Seriously started contemplating if this was the end
>On and on in my head about the love and failure, pain and friendship
>Finally starting to accept my fate, that this is the end
>Tfw you've basically just had your life flash in front of your eyes
>Heat in the room is starting to ascend
>Everything I thought seems so sweet, yet meaningless too
>World itself seems like it's crumbling
>Of course, I just noticed this entire time I've also pissed my pants
>Reallythey'regonnafindmydeadbodysoakingwithpiss.jpeg
>Lucky fucking me
>Decide that if I'm gonna die, I might as well try to leave behind a decent corpse
>Untying the dreamcatcher above my bed as my body feels like it's going to collapse
>Not even kidding, I must've been going crazy at this point
>I actually wear the untied dreamcatcher string like a necklace
>There I finally come to this conclusion
>Even my body has rejected it, I realize capitalism is a cancer. If anon wants the cure, read the first letter of each sentence

this happened for my friend, might not be paranormal or anything, just spoppy but here goes.
>friend working a late night shift at work
>no-one there for the whole time he was in 6 hours
>after 2 hours he decides to go for a smoke (you can smoke inside his workplace, so you dont even need to go outside)
>nothing weird happens while he smokes and heads back inside
>he heard as if someone was coughing once
>just shrugged it off, did not put much thought to it
>he decides to just blast some music
>after a while he gets a text message from his dad (he owns the place)
>in the text message he says "are you still working? i just got a text message that someone entered our firm. did your friend come over or something?"
>friend told that he was super spooped at this point
>mfw he realized SOMEONE has been in the workplace for 4 fucking hours
>his mom got the same text message too from earlier
>his mom decides to go and check the place
>friend comes out of the workplace and he and his mom hear a lot of fucking loud banging from the only room in the workplace
>it has an exit too but no lights at all, the guy probably wanted to get out of there as fast as possible
>my friend is too spooped to open the door and catch the dude
>weird as fuck, there is nothing on the cameras as they check them out the next day

>>17131629
Thanks, gramms

>>17136340
We don't

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well, when I was like 12 I was just playing games and looked to see the door was making some creeking sounds and something kinda swooped out of sight
I kinda sat around for like 10 mins pretending it wasn't happening but then I was like "fuck it" and ran over and slammed the door open
What I saw really fucked with my head, I honestly tried to sleep with the lights on for the next few months
<--- this is similar to what I saw
looking at the gif really brings back the bad memory

>>17133508
At fourteen years old you should have been able to throatpunch an old man.

I have first hand accounts of a story that has become a local urban legend.
>an old woman lived alone on a mansion on a hill
>she outlived several husbands and all her children
>This was a simper time where being older meant you were respected
>she made small items for the children of the community, treasure chests and jewellery boxes and such
>Simple heavy items that are useful enough to keep but not see much use, and are likely to stay in children's' bedrooms
>One day my aunt drops her box and the mirror in the lid pops off
>carved into the wood under the mirror is a pentagram, and curse words in Spanish/ Latin: ugly, bitch, cunt, ect
>my aunt is upset and tells my grandmother dad and uncle hear
>they pull the felt lining out of their boxes and find similar pentagrams
>word gets around to all the moms in the community and they throw out all the gifts
>The old woman comes around with new gifts and gets angry when they are refused
>The one mom who lets her manners get the better and accepts one of the gifts has to take her daughter to the hospital
>The old woman seems to age visibly from day to day and dies within a month
I have one more story after her death

>>17136310
Maybe, but one would be a fool to assume everything posted here as truth either way

>>17136595
Post it, anon.

>>17136595
>be dad in teens
>the mansion is owned by one of her surviving grandchildren but he lives out of state. pays the cleaning lady to clean every week
>sneak in with friends regularly
>there are two master bedrooms his/ hers the house is still furnished
>in her bedroom there is a walk in closet we call "the nothing room"
>it is so dark that if you stick your hand past the door frame you can't see it
>Playing hide and seek I found out that if you go all the way inside you can see back out into the bedroom
>we make a game of sitting in the nothing room until we get freaked out
> three of us are sitting in the nothing room waiting for other friends to come with beer
> hear a faint squeaking and mistake it for my own heartbeat/ friends shifting in the dark
>look out and see rocking chair in the bedroom rocking by itself
>as I watch a misty white silhouette starts to form in the chair
>I'm the deepest in the nothing room, I can see my friends' head and shoulders silhouetted against the doorway
>I lean forward ask quietly 'you guys see that?'
> they nod and grunt the affirmative
>when they make the noise the rocking stops and the reverse silhouette seems to turn towards us
>I blink and it is gone, and then I hear an eerie cackle from behind me in the nothing room
>My friends scatter and as I try to follow a ghostly bony hand wraps around my forearm
>I rip free and end up vaulting over the banister to beat my friends down the stairs
>We run out the back door, knocking down our friend coming over with the beer
>I throw an excuse at him, and run all the way home

>>17122774
Not your fault though. What, should you have just left him in the woods?

>>17122666
Your height and hair color are irrelevant to the story, Mr. Satan, fucking manlets.

>>17134579
Lol wut

>>17136466
Unrelated but i also use the excuse of having a smoke to go play vidya and rest outside, i even carry a box of fake cigarrettes made of chocolate for those occasions, i must look pretty dumb with one of those things in my mouth while i fuck around with the phone, luckily nobody has noticed that i dont smoke even though i dont have yellow teeth, bad breath or generally smell like several coworkers that do smoke, or maybe they just dont give a fuck, this store has had hundreds of people working here that get fired in days, ive been here for a year and half without so much as a warning.

I'll start off with a story that happened to me that just unnerved me.
>be me 15
>live in the country
>wintertime
>mom asks me to start the car so it's warm when we get in
>early in the morning
>so dark I can't see anything
>walk out to the car
>usually quiet out when I do this
>I hear whistling coming from the road
>decide fuck this and nope back inside

Like I said not too scary of a story. But, keep in mind all of my neighbors live about 3 mins by car away, it was around 5 in the morning, and below freezing. I don't know what that person could have been doing or why they were whistling like they were going for an afternoon stroll.

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how the hell are there two flat earth threads ontop of this one?
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>>17136408

Tyrion lannister pls go

>>17129711
If he hadnt tried to turn off the light and discovered it was just a coathanger and hat, he would have forever been convinced it was a spoopy ghost he saw, and would have posted that story with conviction.

Most of the stories here are utter bullshit told by people who were drunk or on drugs, or too young to figure out what is happening, or just too dumb, or who just plain embellished their tales or tell outright lies.

>>17136310
I've been going on /b/ and here since '06. It's just a bunch of harmless cock lovers these days, nothing to be afraid of.

>>17136565
Fuck off lmfao

>>17131822
Spooky shit just happened. Try to open picture and it's completely transparent. Close and try again fucking 4chan starts going nuts and starts scrolling up and down until my phone crashed. Tried to view it again same shit happened.
>thirdTimesTheCharm.webm
Does it again what the fuck

>>17122622

>Autistic McDonald's worker that also coincidentally browses /x/ gets afraid when he sees a middle aged man wearing a fanny pack going on a run whilst whistling

Woah, supernatural baby

>>17139209
Same anon here feel like contributing.
> be me at 13
> just started to browse x
> cocky little shit
> decided to play try to talk to ghosts at this haunted house here in vegas
> place is called 666 house
> nothing happens at first
> suddenly get so fucking hot. Which is unusual since it's the middle of December and at night
> shits like 120 degrees
> all of us get disoriented for no reason
> Friend screams "ANON DO YOU SEE THAT."
> I think he's fucking with me
> look where he's pointed see giant black mass of shadow.
> almost like a silhouette of shaq
> frozen in fear
> Suddenly from behind us a bright as flashlight turns on along with someone yelling turn around and show me your hands
> do as I'm told
> glance back at where the shadow was
> nothing
> get trespassed and police take me home
The wasn't even the really bad part
> later that night
> experience sleep paralysis for the first time
> can only move eyes
> look up at door same shadow as from before at my door staring at me
> huge bright purple/yellow eyes
> just sits there
> Finally wake up feeling refreshed but extremely sad
> Same shit happens for the next week
> every night it's a bit closer
> 7th night it's right over me about to grab me
> I barely muster up the energy to yell at it to go away
> it disappears to what ever corner of oblivion it resides in

This shit littlerally happens to me the second week of every month ever since the first time. Oddly enough if I go sleep at a friend's house mid cycle it doesn't happen. Also it's been going on for about 7 years. Mildly spooky for most. Horrific to me.

>>17123076
ghostniggas

>>17139239
You invited a demon into your life. Go talk to a priest.

>>17139809
yeah but he isn't that bad.

>>17139816
Thanks.

>In Japan studying abroad
>Lost in the fucking nightmare that is the Hiroshima train station, trying to get to my night bus stop
>Sit down to look at a map, notice a really fidgety old guy that keeps looking at me and pacing back and forth
>He finally sits down uncomfortably close, starts trying to talk to me in Japanese but he's speaking too fast to understand
>Nigga slow down
>I THINK he's asking me where I'm headed, I tell him that I'm trying to get to the night bus pick-up, show him the map
>There's a fancy hotel near the stop that I couldn't find, ask him if he knows how to get there
>He gets even more excited and keeps pointing at the hotel, babbling too fast to be comprehensible
>Ask him to slow down again, tell him I don't understand, etc etc
>He's getting kind of agitated now and starts repeating a currency amount, then keeps saying that the hotel is really nice
>I finally manage to pick up the other phrase he's saying
>He wants to pay me to have sex with him in the hotel
>I tell him no, get up to leave, and he's pretty pissed now, gets up like he's going to follow me and is still talking loudly
>Hurry off into one of the station stores, I can see him still watching me
>After a few turns I found a cafe, sat down in the back and got a drink, keep thinking I see him in the crowds outside
>By the time I leave the cafe he's gone, and after a bit more wandering I finally find the bus stop
>Manage to get on bus and back to dorms without incident

More creepy than spooky, I guess. The thing that made me most nervous was how agitated he was getting the less comfortable I got, I fully believe he would have made a move in a less populated area. Though given the way Japan is, he probably got off on heckling me alone. A few friends had other experiences with public masturbators and the like but that's pretty common there.

>>17139663
Shieeeeeeeeeeet

>>17135100

>>>17135072
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>>>17135072

>>17136771
Blondes attract the most creeps and the creepiest creeps.

Not really creepy, but here goes:
>There is a cemetery on a hill in our town
>Big as fuck, as Serbia has the "White Plague"
>There are two cemeteries for a town of 31000
>We have a legend
>If you touch your face after passing next to it, you die in the next 24 hours.
>I went on a downhill track with my friend
>goes right next to cemetery
>Touched my face carelessly
>Go down the track at ~40km/h
>On the last ~2 seconds of the track, slip
>Almost died
>Still go there, never touch my face
>There is one car, no owner, never moved
>Always at the cemetery
>Sometimes we see people in black walking around the cemetery
>We have like little tombs, but made of bricks and shit
>Lights sometimes on, noone inside
>The other cemetery has no such problems
We have more urban legends around here, tell me if you want more

>>17140135
By the fucking way, people in black, as in ripped clothes, hoodies and shit.
Also, people who live near it are often depressed and have no children.

>father killed himself when i was 3
>clik clik boom to the dead
>am now 21 with 6 year old nephew
>going to make food one day and hear my nephew playing
>he's talking to himself like the little freak he is
>"grandpas playing trains with me"
>uh ok
>comes up to me as I'm getting my food
>"why does grandpa have a booboo on his head?"
>we've told him in the past that he died because he was sick

>>17136695
He could have walked with the kid till they reached home, instead of letting the kid run off on the road

>>17122622
>>Turns around begins to walk towards me whistling louder
>>He is walking faster than before
damn how can he whistle so good while running?

>>17122666
>>See creepy guy in said car. We waves to me with a smile
satan trips ftw

>>17141651
Nigga got skillz

>>17140135
Tell us more

About 3 or 4 years ago, my best friend was throwing a birthday party. Her bf and I went to go pick up our other friend from the Amtrak station about two hours away.

When we get back, everyone is already wasted, and they're like, clamoring over each other, each trying to be the one to tell us of some crazy thing that happened while we were gone. Went a little something like this (from what my best friend told me):

>party not quite started yet
>only people at best friend's house are my bf and another friend
>they decide to hang outside in the nice October weather
>smell smoke, and after walking a bit, see a fire in a field maybe a mile or two away
>get in best friend's car to check it out
>thisistotallyagoodidea.mov
>get close to field where fire is and park car on side of road, stupidly turning off ignition
>walk closer to the blaze for some reason
>shirtless man with axe comes running from the inferno screaming at my friends
>best friend frozen with fright
>he's getting closer, waving his fucking axe around
>my bf takes keys from her, they all pile into her car, and they nope the fuck out of there
>have never seen that crazy man before, nor since

Creepy shit always happens around where she lives, out in some little country neighborhood.

My grandpa spent Christmas Eve with his wife’s family. Someone in her family has twin girls who are 7 or 8 years old. So a few of the older members of the family are sitting in the kitchen talking when one of the twins walks into the room. She walks up to them and dead serious says, “Santa died on the first day.” Everyone thought for sure they misheard her, and my grandpa asked her what she said. She repeated it, but continued this time by telling them that God is down in Hell while Satan is the one true lord & savior. My grandpa’s wife’s brother told her to stop talking like that and she walked closer to him, held her hand in front of his face, held it there for a second before pulling it away, and then while looking him right in the eyes said to him, “You’re going to die before your next birthday.”

They asked her where she heard these things and she told them Satan told her. She said that Satan lives under her bed and tells her the truth. It legitimately terrified four grown men. Even when they were telling me all of this on Christmas day, I could tell they were still shaken up by it.

I wouldn’t be surprised if she had watched “The Exorcist” and/or any number of other horror films, or if she had been reading creepypasta online, but the way they describe it she spoke very clearly and confidently. It didn’t sound like she was reciting something she had heard or read, and if she was just playing around and trying to get attention, she did a great job of staying in character and not letting on that it was all a joke.

To put a cherry on top of this demonic sundae, it turns out that her and her family are living in a house where a decade and a half ago, a police officer shot and killed his wife.

There's a weird little grouping of abandoned houses that my friends and I used to frequent back in high school, and occasionally have visited since. There are some decent stories about this place, but this was definitely the strangest.

>be me, about 17 or 18
>my friends and I pull up to tiny ghost village
>visit all the houses, and the cotton gin
>slightly creepy feeling the whole time, akin to the feeling of being watched
>it's getting late, let's leave and go get fucked up at friend's house
>halfway home, I notice my debit card is missing from my pocket
>fuck me
>must have fallen out when I hopped one of the fences
>nobody wants to go back with me
>I'll wait until morning
>get drunk, pass out on pull-out bed in living room
>had a strange dream:

>I had gone back to abandoned village
>got out of a white truck
>in front of one particular house, "the witch's house"
>look down in front of front gate
>there's my debit card

>wake up
>it's early in the morning, all my friends are still asleep
>call other friend to see if he'll go with me to find it
>have to wait for his friend, he'll take us
>mfw he pulls up in a white truck
>eh, coincidence
>smoked some gross fake bake on the way
>sureitwontfrymybrainoranything.jpg
>get to the turnoff on the highway
>still super high, didn't realize we entered through the back way
>get out at one house, attempt to climb fence
>look down, there's barbwire
>this isn't the right place
>let go, fall into a cactus patch
>fuck this, I give up
>friend convinces me to try a different house
>finally pull up to the witch's house
>feel like I gotta go check
>walk up to front gate, look down
>my debit card
>exactly as I had dreamed it

The guys who stayed in the truck were freaking out when I got back in, saying that when I was walking up to the house, they heard what sounded like someone punch the side of the truck. Hard. Fuck that place.

>>17131822
>sheet ghost

Klan member

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Not paranormal but I shat a big brick. This happened like two weeks agoNot paranormal but I shat a big brick. This happened like two weeks ago

>Living alone. Getting late to my home from a friends house
>Friday night. big fucking party. Wasted as fuck
>3 AM. Small town near to main highway to the East and woods at North. Province. Not so far from Mexico City.
>Too fucking cheap to call for a taxi also I live like 16 or so blocks from the place
>"Fuck it! I'm gonna fucking walk"
>Going through the main street of the town. Ragged stone road. Dark. Street lights are shit and like one every 100 feet.
>I'm used to walk this road because we go to this friend's place a lot
>Too drunk. Tripping a lot. Heard fucking dogs barking at me. "Fuck you! Just let me walk, bitches!"
>Finally get to populated area. Still fucking quiet and no cars coming from any direction
>Reaching highway overpass. There's a road that comes across and beneath this overpass that I have to cross in order to reach the part of the town I live. It's walking through or crossing the highway, I'm too drunk for that.
>No lights under, because Mexico
>As I approach I can see a parked Pick up truck with headlights on
>Ihaveabadfeelaboutthiscoob.jpg
>Keep walking. I can see two guys unloading something from the back of the truck. It's dark I can barely see but I watched one of the guys drop to the floor what it seemed to be a body.
>Then, one of the guys turn around to the direction I was standing and Instinctively I pulled myself over a pillar and shat a brick
>Heard the guy telling the other he thought he saw something

>>17142435
Cont.

>NOPE running the fuck back where I came from. Heart beating fullspeed. I'm not drunk anymore.
>Heard the doors of the pick up closing and the engine starting.
>Shitshitshitshitshit
>As I came back to the stone road there's a small, old bridge over a gully. Like 15 feet to a bottom of rocks.
>"Goddamn it! Better kill myself than them!" I slide down the edge to the bottom. I fucked my leg and arm but didn't kill myself. I Hid under the old bridge.
>I heard the pick up passing over the bridge and stopping for a while, then they floor to the highway.
>I was really freak out and I didn't want to move from that spot until sun rises
>4 AM. Police sirens and shit. No way I'm going out. Those motherfuckers gonna use me as scapegoat.
>6 AM. It seems everything it's over. I climb back to the road. There are some people in the street and cars are passing by
>At last I can cross to the other side of the highway
>Walking the sidewalk and then a fucking puddle of blood with steps going the other side of the town
>I rushed to my fucking house

That afternoon I heard from a news tabloid seller that some guy was found with three shoots in the back, 200 feets where I saw the guys dropping the body. This dude seemed to be alive when those fuckers dropped him from the pick up and they where about to give him the coup de grâce when I stumbled upon them.

>>17140135
pls tell more

>>17142445
Living in mexico sucks, something similar happened to me when I was studying on the IPN.

>Party, got high as fuck
>Classmate offers to take me and 3 other stoned guys to the closer subway station so we can get home.
>whynot.jpg
>We are all in the car and he is driving, he then gets a phone call
>"Guys, I need to do something, don´t worry it won´t last long"
>whatever.jpg
>He parks at some place I don´t know, leaves the car and enters a house.
>we are all high as fuck so we don´t care
>comes back 20 minutes later, runing, WITH BLOOD ON HIS SHIRT
>Turns on the car and we got the fuck of there

I never asked him about again and the other 3 guys don´t seem to remember, but holy fuck, I almost die of a heart attack.

>>17122777
fuck you

I was enjoying this thread

>>17124112
creepy

makes me hink of a dream my grandmother supposedly had of an astronaut wearing a charred space suit in her house close to the time of the challenger crash

>Be me at 10
>Had a huge mango tree in front of our house
>one night decided to go outside just to catch some fresh air coz my dad is a heavy smoker and i really hate that smell
>then this fucker in white dress standing in biggest branch of the tree looking at me
>got frozen for about 5 seconds
>then I tried to grab my phone to take a picture of it
>but suddenly spaghetti comes along with my phone
>i freaked out then run back to our house living a spaghetti trail
>Spaghetti Everywhere!

After that I didn't eat spaghetti for 5 months.

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>>17143690

Haha! Never change /b/ :)

>>17136499
No sence.

>>17127264
That was just sleep paralysis, ive had almost the exact same thing happen me, thought there was some massive bat or something in my room about to burst my ear drums then it was gone but i didnt really wake up or anything it just disappeared.

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>>17127325
Can't help but get this from your description/.
Watching too much song remains the same before bedtime?

>>17143351
Your friend it's a Hitman. This is very common. They are always the least expected person.

>>17136427
It's Eddie Money, man! That's fucking awesome!

>>17135464
What a very special time for me, as I remember what a night

>>17141471
How was he gonna stop a drunk driver though. Chances are he'd run them both over.

>>17141774
Why on earth did they not call the police?

>>17144422
Oh what a night, didn't even get to know her name

>>17125694
>recycle reciprocal
>reciprocal

kek

Here's my own creepy horror experience

>be me this October
>I'm heading out into the Yukon wilderness with my dad on a moose hunt
>we normally go to this old cabin about 4 days hike into the bush
>we set off, make good pace, make camp and we sleep under the stars
>nothing to report
>next day we get the sense that were being followed
>meh, probably a wolf or a mountain lion not really a big deal
>second night we start to hear weird sounds
>I'm talking birds that have migrated south a long time ago weird
>birds that arnt active at night
(Keep in mind it was very warm this year, so that may explain this part)
>alright whatever eating some deer jerky and drinking beer with my pa
>we wake up and our stuff has been rummaged through
>there's no food missing
>wtf.jpg
>nothing's been wrecked either
>not gunna stop me, I'm bagging a fucking bull this year
>we trek onwards and than we hear something
>something small and completely out of place
>it's a small voice crying for help
>me and my dad look at each other
>rifles locked and loaded
>keep in mind, we are three days from any civilization at this point
>we make camp early and build a fuck huge fire, with more than enough wood to last the night
>than we hear it
>screams
>the most horrifying and inhuman screams you can imagine
>after about 2 minutes of them non stop, my dad grabs his shot gun and shoots off three rounds into the blackness
>it all goes quiet
>were back to back with guns in our arms
>no sleep tonight
>pack our shit at first light
>haul absolute ass all day
>make it about two days worth back towards civilization
>not enough time to build a big fire
>the screams are back, and sound like they are coming from the very edge of our fire light
>branches snapping and trees shaking in the distance
>sweet Mary mother of holy god please keep me safe
>the screams don't stop until morning and there are no birds at all
>no squirrels, mice, rabbits anything
>we hoof it the fuck out of there
Cont...

>>17146182
Continued...
>make it back to our truck that day at dusk
>beeline the fuck back home in southern Alberta
>still haven't talked about it with my pa yet

/x/, wtf did I encounter?

Something short and pretty creepy for ya.
Me and my Mother have some sort of link. Whenever I have nightmares, she has nightmares. Plus It's like she can sense when something's wrong. I used to be a cutter, and I remember one time I was about to start and my mother called me making sure everything was okay because she felt like something was wrong. Any of you experienced something like that before?

Time to share a story about a house my parents, my sister, my dog Buddy, and I lived in for about one year. The house was next to a very dense forest.

>I'm 4 years old, it's winter. there's about a foot of snow outside. I really fucking love power rangers, and this is the time when Mighty Morphing Power Rangers was new in the states
>about 11 pm, my dad just took my mom to her overnight job at UPS? I think? Not important
>My sister was staying at a friend's house down the street, my parents trusted my loyal companion Buddy to protect me for the 15 minutes it took my dad to drive my mom to work
>Buddy comes up to me, whimpering to go out
>I put on my snow gear, because I felt like playing in the snow with Buddy would be a wonderful idea
>open the door, let Buddy out and I start stomping in the snow, throwing snowballs at Buddy
>Hear is a cracking noise in the forest
>Buddy runs towards it, barking
>I don't hear barking anymore after about a minute
>I start whimpering
>See a man, about 6' tall, running from the forest to my yard and into the street, dressed as the red ranger from power rangers
>He looked like he was bleeding profusely
>I went inside, ran to my room, turned on every light, and couldn't sleep
>Buddy wasn't found until a week later, with a broken jaw
>never told anyone about any of this, not even my parents

Kinda spoopy, not really. But I was afraid as a kid. Got a couple more from that house.

>>17146353
tell them

>>17146376
Sure.

>Same house, springtime before winter of power ranger incident. My birthday just passed, just turned 4
>Got a neat set of swings and a slide for the backyard
>1st day after it was set up: A swing seat goes missing
>My dad couldn't figure out what happened, told me he would pick a new one up at the store
>2nd day after it was set up: a chain from the missing swing seat goes missing
>Dad is getting annoyed
>3rd day after it was set up: last chain from the missing swing seat goes missing
>He is fed up, calls the police
>they say they can't really do much about it (or something, a bit hazy on that)
>My dad gets a neat handbar thing instead of a replacement swing I really liked it.
>two weeks pass
>police cruisers, a fire truck, and two ambulances show up to the house two doors down from ours
>A man was strangled in his own house with the chain from my swing, with the other chain binding his legs and arms together
>the man lived alone
>they never found the killer
>I couldn't look at my swing set for a while after that
>when we moved we just left it there

>>17146416
Last one, I think. Hard to remember what happened 20-odd years ago.

>Same house, summer before power range incident and after the swing set incident
>We have a huge room, like 30' x 30' for a single computer my dad uses for work, sitting in a corner
>There's also a crawl space in that room that i used to use a hiding spot for Buddy and I
>it had a lock, and only I had a key to it since feasibly, only me and Buddy could fit in there and move around
>It's like 9 pm, my sister is in her room listening to her walkman
>my parents went out to enjoy themselves
>Buddy and I go into our hiding space, I brought some comics in there
>I also brought a flashlight, so i close the door
>after about 3 minutes of us being in there, I hear a locking sound. we were locked in
>can't actually open from the inside if it is locked
>my flashlight battery died
>I started hollering until my throat was hoarse
>no once came to get me
>heard my parents come home (they were talking)
>they went right to their room and to bed
>I was in the crawlspace until 9 am the next morning when my dad went to use his computer

I told him about it, and he couldn't find out why. He even took apart the lock. I was in therapy for a week or so due to being afraid of the dark and enclosed spaces and having night terrors. My sister was grounded for not properly watching me and instead listening to music the entire time in her room.

To this day I cannot stand being in a pitch black room and need my TV on to sleep.

>>17146194
Talk to your dad about it asap

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>>17146278
sorry to hear about that, it's kind of addictive. your mom sounds awesome

i engaged in some self destructive activity and my friend mentioned to me the next day he had a dream the previous night about someone coming to him with blood all over their hands. told me like a year later it was me in the dream

>>17146353
What about Buddy?

>>17146278
Yes I have a lot my mother has an odd habit of calling me when I need her she does that with my sister too, I mean way to many to recount.

>>17142445
So the guy survived?

>be coming home late from work last winter
>2am in a slightly sketchy area of city
>strange man talks to me about my hair
>ignore because stranger danger
>man asks if i want a ride home
>ignore.jpg
>man asks again
>politely decline
>man asks a third time
>tell him to fuck off
>make sure he leaves grocery store and gets in vehicle first
>wait around for 10 minutes to be safe
>leave grocery store and see same vehicle on the opposite side of the parking lot
>book it home as fast as my little legs can carry me
>occasionally see the same vehicle and panic lol

>>17139809
I mean it's never hurt me so what could happen? My first born?

>>17147098
He died anyways. It's likely he bleed to death because there was a lot of blood in the sidewalk and road. I never heard any gunshot so that dude just tried to find help but he couldn't. I think those fuckers make their way to Mexico city at north afterwards and left him for dead.

>be about 6-7 years ago
>home with only boyfriend at the time and youngest sibling in the house
>sudden storm out of fucking nowhere
>all three of us hear my name being screamed from the kitchen
>be me
>be little bitch
>fall to floor and cry
>never found out what it was

This one's really simple but it's the reason I'm afraid of sleeping while facing the wall

>12-13 years old
>listening to the radio to help me sleep
>facing wall, mostly covered by blankets
>music stops
>hear buttons being pushed
>get that hot panicked feeling
>slowly cover rest of body with blankets
>clicking of buttons continue
>too afraid to move a muscle
>the button pushes are really random and inhuman

>>17146182
and post of the thread award goes to
The lespoop in me wants to say some kind of skinwalker but theres really no telling what the hell that was.

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>>17146182
You came across a fleshgait my friend

>>17147362
oo with that last statement you creepified it.
anyway damn it feels good to get to the bottom of a quality thread like this. night fellas.

Go down into friend's basement, night time. They have a large playroom with an office at the far end. See and hear door handle rattling like all fuck. Be in highschool at the time, run upstairs.

>>17147486
I've tried to explain it with every bit of logic I can. I know very well that wide open spaces and paranoia can distort what you hear and see, for example, one time I was out snowmobiling in BC, I was about 5 hours away from the trail and ready to bed down for the night in a secluded little meadow. Dark rolls in and I heard what sounded like a shriek being repeated over and over. Out come ole faithful and I'm shitting myself. 10 minutes later, out comes some guy on a sled lost in the woods. Turns out he saw my fire and thought he'd found a cabin. Was actually a pretty cool guy. THIS >>17146182 however, was mind numblingly scary and unexplainable. I've heard mountain lions and bob cats shriek before, this sounded too human. I've heard the wind sound like its talking once when I was spelunking. This little cavern honest to god would sound like it was saying hi when a draft blew through it. Not even comparable to the "help me" that we heard. And >>17147506, if that's what it was hypothetically, which I'm very sceptical about, why wouldn't it have attacked us? Thanks guys.

>>17147641
Could have just been a goatman

This is what comes to mind.
>Be me, 16 at the time.
>just moved into a new house, nothing has been replaced since the 60's.
>Family is very religious, hang crosses up and shit.
>House is almost innawoods, middle of nowhere.
>About a week in, start noticing shit.
>Pictures falling off nails, crosses falling too.
>Random shit being moved or just lost.
>I sleep on the second floor, start having terrible nightmares. Seeing shit out my window and stuff.
>Each dream has something in common.
>Out of the corner of my eye, see you a shadowy figure.
>Eventually can't sleep. Don't wake parents because they'd probably be mad since they have to work and shit. Plus, I'm a full of myself 16 year old.
>Nightmares get worse, start seeing the nightmare man as I've come to call him outside of just dreams.
>Life Is dysfunctional, parents noticing shit too, decide to call priest to bless house.
>People fighting all the time, I'm becoming super depressed, suicidal even.
>Night before the priest comes, nightmare man comes to me, tells me I'll be at peace if I end it. Scared as fuck seeing it clearly. The thing is humanoid, but floats so that the tip of its feet touch the ground. Teeth sharp as razors and blindingly white eyes.
>Scared as fuck, lock myself in bathroom for rest of night.
>parents find me in morning, fetal position. They used the key to get in.
It's anticlimactic, but it ends like this.
>priest blesses house, problem solved. Still have fucking nightmares.

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>>17146194

Your story reminded me of this story about the goatman. Maybe you encountered the same creature.

>>17122774
Pics of deer skelenton?

my has always told me that when I was young (5 years old or younger)that I would say I could spirits or big face in the air one she told me that when I was young I said who that man in the long coat(I remember it being a long brown trench coat) and he was wearing glasses with slicked back hair and wear red splashes on him
and another time I was sleeping in my room and seen a person possibly a woman standing in the door frame of my room I tried quietly whispering "mum" a couple of time but it wasn't her

my family have always said im quiet spiritual

>>17141860
>She said that Satan lives under her bed and tells her the truth

Fuck thats spoopy

>>17122748
Dumb fuck turns on his phone light but didn't use his fucking phone to get a picture, stopped caring

>>17122931
I love New Orleans but it does have a bit of a spooky vibe

>>17122622
Not really creepy but still:

>Took a security job as a teen
>Worked from 5 to 5
>Coming back, road is dark as fuck
>Almost falling asleep, try to slap myself into staying awake
>Need to get home, fast
>Falling asleep
>Hear someone calling me
>Anon... Anon!
>Open my eyes
>Fuck-huge truck right in front of me
>Slam my foot in the brakes, almost fly away
>Take a breather, sleep in the car
>Quit the job

i'll give it a go i guess

>be my mom
>pregnant with me, 19
>home alone bc my bio dad (Lee) and my uncle (John) were at work
>bullshitting around, doing odd chores to pass the time, but she's pregnant as fuck and its summer so not much is getting done
>decides to play the radio while she does the dishes

okay the house they lived in at the time was basically a rectangle. door in the middle of the rectangle, two windows on each side of the door. there was a 'foyer' which was basically a short hall that led directly into the kitchen. on the left of the foyer was the living room. the dining room was beside the kitchen and connected with big open doorways. to the right of the foyer was another hall with a bathroom and a bedroom to the right, and two bedrooms on the left. at the end of the hall was a closet. hope that makes sense, this is important.

>so she's washing dishes and listening to music
>sound of screen door opening
>too early to be john or lee so who tf
>the deadbolt turns
>oh ok must be one of the guys
>sound of thick wooden door slightly too big for the frame creaking open
>hey what do you want for dinner?
>no answer
>turn around, look down the hall
>hey did you-
>nothing there, door locked and deadbolted
>what.jpg
>ok must be crazy pregnant woman hormones
>she's spooked a little
>not the first time shit llike this has happened though
>decides to finish the plates and then leave the rest for later
>turns the radio down so she could listen for any other weird noises
>she's mostly calm now thinking shes just hearing things
>then she feels a puff of warm air touch the back of her neck
>felt kinda wet
>wait
>somethings breathing on the back of her neck
>she whirls around
>nothing there
>sits outside for an hour alone until my uncle and dad get home

i have more if you want
i posted this in another thread too lol

So /x/, I just took a nap at work. I do this quite often on days when there isn't much going on. I work in a machine shop so there's a lot of loud machinery and it's constantly making noise.

In my dream I saw something that terrified me to the point that I don't even want to go into the part of the shop where I nap anymore.

What I saw was a tall, hairless dog, with antlers. It had a thin face and body with bone tight pale white skin. The antlers were huge, I'd say about 20 points on each side. And it was pissed. No growling, or facial expressions, I just felt how much it loathed me.

When I first saw it I was in a house. No idea who's house because I did not recognize anything in it. It was just outside the window, staring at me. I got scared immediately, so I turned away from the window and got as far away from the door as possible. A part of me knew it was going to open the door and that I should attempt to lock it or barricade it. But I couldn't move at all. The door squeaked open and its head turned and faced me. This part is blurry but I think I rushed at it to fight it and it ran past me or something, either way we ended up on other ends of the room.

This next part is what made me wake up. It started scratching at the floor with its front legs. I don't know why that terrified me so much but it woke me up immediately.

Google gave me nothing but I feel like it's a bad omen.

Help me /x/!!
>pic somewhat related

>>17144707
But I was never gonna be the same as I remember oh what a night

>>17149617
Oh my god anon there is no picture attached to your post
>spoopyjohncena

>>17123076
>then who was hallway

>>17122900
>8 years of ears

>>17124881
>>17123852
No mocking here. Makes me happy to see people who still have a heart on this site.
I'm not a robot

>>17125535
Lost.

>>17134916
>white hand come here gesture
ghost with only enough strength to try and get you to enter room, wants you to help it move on

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>>17122666
You almost got molested, Satan.

I've got a couple, one being a spoopy goast and the other being a creepy stalker type at my shitty work place. I'll start with the stalker.

1/?

>Be me last year working at shitty discount retail store.
>Normal evening shift, straightening up shit and leading the autism that is our customer base to things they want.
>6:00pm rolls around, I'm cleaning up the Health and beauty aisles, fat bitches tear that shit up.
>Some middle aged dude and his mom roll into the aisle, give them the usual bullshit asking how they are and whatever. The guy does need help with something.
>I lead him right to the thing and go back to what I was doing, nothing weird so far.
>He comes back to me and starts to chat with me, asking random stuff. Still nothing...until he asks me what high school I attend.
>I tell him I graduated the year before, and he asks from where. With hesitation I tell him and he says he was a graduate of there as well.
>Okay then? It get awkwardly silent and his next question makes me uneasy.
>"Are you good at organizing? I could use some help at my place."
>I decline, but I make it clear I'm not comfortable, I excuse myself and go to one of the warehouses, get a hold of my manager and explain the situation. She looks at me in disbelief.
>I probably should've prefaced this that I'm a guy and of course she just can't understand why this would make me uncomfortable.

A few days roll by and I'm doing the same shift, though I'm on the opposite side of the store.

>I decide to go up to the front to talk to a buddy of mine, kill some time and just be a lazy dick since I hated that job.
>Creepy guy is just checking out, he catches me when I go to evade.
>"Anon! How you doing?"
>I give him a wave, exchange an awkward greeting before getting the fuck away from him.
>He finds me and asks if I wanna hang out, party with him. Drink some beers and get some chicks. He asks what time I get off work.
>I lie and tell him it's late and I have shit to do afterwards.
Will continue.

>be me
>be 48
>work at Starbucks
>wake up at 7 am
>brush teeth
>wash face
>shave
>massage neck
>get dressed
>go outside
>get in car
>turn car on
>car radio turns on to different station then I remember
Every since that day, I am believer.

>>17127886
Lol

not creepy but I used to get short visions of the future when I was a child and preteen. They don't happen anymore except for rare exceptions, I really wonder why. Also, apparently when I was a kid I had a tulpa (not an imaginary friend because apparently it started acting on its own so I got rid of it).

>>17124112
holy shit man, that's crazy sad.
my eyes teared up

>>17150299
I forgot to add, didn't think about till now but it's kind of creepy, I think my tulpa materialized into my younger cousin.

>>17136245
I can only imagine that happening to myself... I'd be pretty creeped out

>>17136427
My sides.

2/3
Moving on.

>"Aww, that's too bad...what's your schedule look like this week?"
>Lie again and tell him I'm booked for the week, he seems upset and leaves.
> I talk to my manager again, she actually seems concerned now but still is hesitant about the whole things. Tells me to just let her know if he comes back doing this kinda shit.

Next week

>Same shit different day, cleaning up stuff, leading idiots to shit that's in front of them, this , that and the other thing.
>Look down one of the drive aisle, see that familiar form.
>Thisnigga.jpeg
>Immediately make my way to the warehouse, not dealing with this faggot.
>Get there and phone the front desk, get manager to talk to me.
>She says that he asked her where I was and she lied, but then he asked one of my co-workers who is almost literally retarded.
>Give him which area I was working in, thankfully she didn't see me go to the warehouse.
>Manager goes back out to see what he's up to and then comes back, telling me he seemed very short tempered and determined...also he brought a couple of friends.
>Wat.png
>She describes them as a hispanic couple, who just tossed a bunch of random shit in their cart and only bought two or three items out of a full cart.
>As I come out of hiding I see the creepy dude standing next to a shitty beat up yellow car.
>He's talking with hispanics who are in an equally shitty beat up pickup.
>Get back to work, trying to avoid going near the windows.
>An hour passes and I go out for a smoke, see shitty yellow thing still in the parking lot, I smoke down the rest of my cigarette in a few drags and go back in.
>I get manager and point out the car, the second I get it pointed out it roars out of the lot, but only down to the spaces for the bar next door.
>Can't read the plate at this point.
>When it comes time to leave, I wait for my ride to come while staring down the yellow shit car.
>Ride comes and we book it, explain everything to my buddy.

Just one more for this story

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>Be me, 19
>Working a summer job at the mall as security
>I have the late shift, so I have to close up when mall is done for the day.
>Around 10:30 one night, everyone is closed up and I'm going around making sure the stores' doors were locked.
>Heading down to clock out
>Hit the breaker switch on the way out, mall goes pitch black.
>Walk down dark corridor leading to the back door of the mall
>Hear a low, droning sound about 50 feet behind me
>I immediately turn around, and I see the most ominous thing I have ever seen in my entire life
>A black, silhouetted figure at the end of the hallway, slowly floating towards me
>Not walking, just like gliding along the ground, with that unnerving droning sound
>Creepy blue glow is coming out from underneath it
>I am sweating bullets at this point
>goosebumps everywhere, heart pounding in my ears
>It's approaching me faster and faster, I'm panicking there with the door open, I can't move because I'm so horrified
>It finally reaches me, I feel like I'm going to pass out of sheer terror
>The moonlight illuminates from outside illuminates the figure when it reaches me
>mfw it's the arab who runs the tobacco shop, rolling by on his hoverboard

3/3
Sorry this is taking so long, but I'm trying to squeeze all the details out.

>Buddy laughs and says he's probably just some guy who doesn't know how to make friends.
>Suddenly in the rear view we can barely make out a yellow car, not too far but not extremely close with it's high beams on.
>Immediately, I get nervous. Tell my buddy to do some weird shit to get home.
>He obliges, taking extra long routes and going through neighborhoods.
>The car is following to the letter. Come to an intersection, it just turns yellow and my buddy (now fucking terrified) floors it and we just make it, leaving the creeper stuck at the light.
>Evasiveactions.gif
>Start going in weird directions again. Then park on a random street and wait for a while.
>Don't see the car and continue home.
>Within the next couple of days I took a week off of work and took a trip out of state. After that he never came around the store again.

>>17150542
kek

Not very significant compared to the things i've read here, but my only first hand paranormal experience.
>be 12 or 13
>Living in a family home, have my own room and bathroom
>Walking down hallway towards my room (Right) and bathroom (Left)
>Was fumbling between rooms as they are 1 meter apart door to door
>Standing in the doorway of my bedroom
>Remembered needing something from the bathroom so i turned towards the entrance
>Within a split second realised i didn't need anything and turned away
>As i returned facing my bedroom the image of a human silhouette standing in the bathroom is engrained in my head
>Don't even process, just sprint into the living room
Im talking about a primal fucking fear, nothing i've felt ever before, and i've been in a lot of scary situations
The figure was pretty fucking tall too. That added to the fact that every one of my family members had bad vibes in that room including me, as well as none of my 2 dogs and cats would enter that room no matter how much i tried led me to believe this shit was something real.
This is my first story so cut me some slack if it's written shitty. As a note, this happened in an Asian country.

>>17139903
Whoa. That's "common" in Japan? Wtf

>>17131538
Oooh, is that the one about the necrophilic bottom pedophile?

>>17133508
Where in PA? Fellow keystone fag here

>>17136245
Man you probably killed a bird wich flew against your window, should have kept it open and youd have a bird buddy.

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>>17122622

>Be me, 17, camp councelor in Tennessee
>First day of camp, no kids so there's like 8 people in a secluded camp by a lake
>Camp is on a large peninsula next to a dam about a mile below the highway
>Literally an hour from anything not the camp.
>I'm an insomniac so i go for a walk at like 4am
>I see a deer, shits fuckin cash
>As i head back at like 5 i feel like im being watched, assume its the deer for some reason
>About five minutes from my cabin i hear something moving fast behind me
>Go full adrenaline pull my knife as i turn around
>Smell blood
>I just stand there awkwardly for several seconds, waiting for shrek
>Decide it was my imagination, leave
>At the treeline i see some wet leaves near a fallen tree(sun was rising)
>Investigate and see my deer. Friend torn in half and impailed on a freshly broken tree

This shit changed my life.