nope thread

Kys

>>17538120
you must be a sad sorry fucker

>>17538120
Underrated post.

>be me
>12 years old
>playing my newly acquired final Fantasy seven in golden saucer
>game is just so fucking good
>being alone at home sitting in my room
>back than I had my bed in the middle of the room and on the wall to the right was a huge closed
>I had an old not working vr jeep without batteries wich I used for my gi Joe figures and jurassic Park figures
>got it without remote
>playing the snowboard minigame when suddenly I hear strange thump like sound
>pausing the game to check what it was
>suddenly little jeep with my Jeff goldblum action figure in it drives full speed ahead under my bed and doesn't come out in the other side.
>me.exe stopped working
>bolt the fuck out of my room
>fuck you tiny Jeff goldblum

I had a lot of experiences back then, sounds in the attic, whispers, knocks, bangs, and even a cupboard shelf thank came flying towards me and my dog while me and my family watching TV but that one scared the shit out if me. Also every old person back then in our neighbourhood was convinced that our house was haunted because of stuff that happened in its past like little children falling out of the second story window

>>17538515

BTW sorry for my bad english, since I'm not a native english speaker. Also I just saw that my phone corrected some of the words into wrong ones.

>Middle of the day
>Home alone
>Try to take a nap
>Can't sleep
>Don't remember which, but heard either "Hey!" or my name quickly whispered from outside my room, sounded like a female's voice
>Stay still in bed, worried about hearing something again
>Nothing after that
>Never had anything like that happen again

>be me
>8 or 9 years old
>home alone sick from school (not fevorish)
>parental units at work
>Watching Disney's gargoyles or some shit in the livingroom
> gottapee.wav
> I enter the hallway, my room is at the end of the hall directly across from bathroom, Bathroom has a 1 foot step to get into.
>go into hallway
>huge black panther leaves my bedroom, crosses the hall, puts it's front paw on the step,
>looks back at me with the biggest yellow eyes.
>turns its head forward and enters bathroom.
>notgoinginthere.jpg

Here's an old one, lads.
>Be me, 14
>Pop awake after hearing loud, deep scream like a man in serious pain
>Something feels off
>terrorinmybones.mp3
>Grab katana(yes, I'm serious.)
>"clear" house navy style
>knock on mom's door, she says she heard it too, lets me in to check her room
>Bathroom is last
>Go in, check all around, nothing
>wellfuck.jpg
>flip on lights to wash face since already awake
>dude in mirror looks like he's been skinned
>I stare for a sec, shocked and ready to pounce
>He locks eyes with me, tells me "Misery loves company"
>Smash that fucking mirror with the butt of the sword, tell mom to use a hand mirror in bathroom and we'll replace it before move-out inspection
>Landlord is total bro, lives across the street. Tells me over coffee the house belonged to many generations of wackos, gangsters and child abusers and such

>>17539068
Got more stories from this crazy house, but I have to pick up my girl from work. Anybody interested or nah?

>>17539075

Hit it

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>>17539075
Keep going anon

>>17539075
sure.
>>17539041
i got some more as well

>>17539068
We need more stories katanabro

>>17538044
>Be me
>Watching Phineas and Ferb
>alone
>Saw some disinfigured shadow in the door
>nope.jpg

>home alone for the weekend
>rare occurrence at 12
>sweetfreedom.wav
>watch movies all night in sweet euphoria
>finally can't go on at 3 am after scooby doo on zombie island finishes
>decide to sleep in my mom's room since her bed is really comfy and mine is a piece of rock hard shit
>mischievous.exe
>eyes closed, drifting off to sleep
>realize I can hear crackly, fuzzy jazz music, like from a gramophone or some shit
>half-asleep so don't question this at first
>start to think about it
>tv is off
>no radio
>windows shut
>WIDE_AWAKE.png
>music is muffled, sounds like it's coming from outside the closed bedroom door
>I am never leaving this room
>song ends
>eventually fall asleep an hour later and have weird nightmare about guy in bowler hat

The house was kinda spooky. Used to be a jewelry shop so there was mirrored glass display cases everywhere which I hated walking by at night. There was also this pit of water with a grille over it in it's own separate concrete room in the basement, think it was just for flood drainage but it gave me the fucking willies.

>>17538515
What happened in its past? What's the story with the kamikaze kids?

>>17539590
This reminded me of when I was in my aunt's house and hear so much noise coming from outside my cousin's room I swear that when I open the door I'll find my aunt has the TV on at full blast or something, only to find complete darkness and utter silence when I opened the door.

>all of a sudden hear a very loud whisper behind me
>"JESSE"

"WE HAVE TO COOK"

>>17539068
Sorry for the long absence, had a bit of an emergency to attend to. Anyway, here's another one from the crazy house, maybe one or two more and then I'm off to bed. I'm exhausted.
>Getting ready to go pick up gf
>Checking out my naked body in full-length bedroom mirror to make sure there's nothing she'd dislike
>Everything seems ok
>Turn around to grab and put on clothes, cologne, etc
>Turn back around, guy with knife sticking out of his head standing in mirror crying
>"Help me, anon"
>Been living here about 3 months now, so I'm not scared, I'm pissed. "How the fuck do you know my name?"
>He's gone
>We had sex at her place that night, fuck that shit
Here's where it gets good
>Her parents are gone
>fuckyea.jpg
>Her bedroom had a mirrored closet door
>Hear the door moving slightly in the middle of the action
>Look over and see him there
>She looks at me, says "What is it?", then looks at door, proceeds to lose her shit
>Asks if she can stay at my place tonight
>Tell her what happened when I was getting ready to leave
>She tells me to get that shit taken care of or help her remove her closet door

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>>17538044

I'm sorry, but why were your parents going "on a ride" at 4 in the morning?

>>17539672
2/3 for the night. I'll come back later, I have plenty. Lived there about a year
>Be me playing some vidya and eating poptarts
>Cat steals one and runs off faster than my fat ass can catch him
>Fucking cat
>Feel a tap on my shoulder, turn around expecting mom
>YOURENOTMYMOMMY.webm
>Older Spanish lady in a maid dress, her throat's slit
>This is about at the 4 month mark, so I'm not terribly scared, just surprised
>I ask her what she wants
>She says my soul
>Her face kinda scrunches inward
>Fuck that shit
>Had sword next to me on bed, jump up and unsheathe it
>Try to run her punk ass through, obviously to no avail since she's dead, but hey, security blankets take many forms
>She just seems more pissed
>Run to the living room
>Cat is there nomming on stolen poptart, stares at me like a dumbfuck
>Look over my shoulder, she's gone
>Back to Resident Evil 4

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>>17539624

>>17539691
OK, last one for tonight bros.
>Be me on second day at new house
>Never had a backyard before, decide sword practice is optimal use
>Run some basic Kendo drills
>Teenage blood kicks in and I decide to gather branches for cutting targets
>Set up obstacle course of sorts with 20 sticks
>Slice 4 to ribbons with nothing special happening
>Fifth one falls to pieces on its own with some whooshing sounds
>Drop sword, nope the fuck out of there
>Retrieved sword later that night, all sticks were cut
>Never saw/heard from whatever did it again

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>>17539691
>>17539672
>>17539703
at least try to make it believable

>>17539590
I would have noped the fuck out of there like the flash.

Since you asked for what happened in my houses past I'll give you an answer.

My house is the only one that survived world War two on the whole street, maybe even in the whole neighbourhood. We sometimes still find old coins and all kind of junk when we work in our garden (it's roughly as big as a soccerfield). It's an old mansion like house buildwise, but by far not as big as a real mansion. The guy who build it often changed parts of its layout, like adding new walls, opening and closing new doorways and stuff like that. There a "soft spots" in the walls all over the house (the walls are twice as wide as walls now a day and when you knock at them there are a lot of spots, that sound hollow) where they stuffed stuff like old clothings, newspaper, even coins and other stuff into the walls to fill the up. We noticed this when we changed some of the layout and had to open some of the hollow sounding areas in the wall. I have no clue what happened to the guy who build or house, but he never finished it, although it was not because he hadn't had the money to finish it, but I know that my grandpa was the first one who owned it after the guy who build it and since then it belongs to my family.
The child who fell out of the window died, another one died when it tripped while running in the hallway and hitting it's head.

Again sorry for my bad english, I hope you're able to understand what I wrote

>>17539600
That's almost more unnerving than opening the door and seeing some spoopman.

>>17539881
That's really fucking fascinating, holy shit. Do you have pictures of any of the stuff?

Your English is fine, by the way.

>>17539881
What country?

>>17539766
I live in Florida, dude. More unbelievable shit than this happens all the time. Thankfully not to me anymore.

>>17538525
Et okei

>>17538564
Dude the female ghost was into you, she wanted ghost sex
>>17539041
New puppy!
>>17539068
He just wanted to be less skinny
>>17539310
It's your new dad
>>17539590
Was it that guy from clockwork orange?
>>17539672
He just wanted something to masturbate to, ghosts get lonely too.
>>17539691
She just wanted to clean your house, it's all she knows
>>17539703
It was another weaboo faggot trying to make friends

>>17538564
Actually when I'm in bed I always hear from time to time (like once or twice every 6 months) hearing my name being called out, when I'm totally alone, just to get me out of bed

>>17539068
>>17539672
>>17539691
>>17539703

15yo autismo virgin faggot detected

>>17538515
Rc toys can do stuff on their own if they have power in their battery.

>>17538120
wtf man

>>17540624
This.

>Be me, a couple of weeks ago
>Friends and I take a trip out to the Belle Witch cave in Adams, TN
>Take a tour, given history and shit
>I end up taking a rock from the cave at the end of the tour
Big mistake btw
>Start getting really sick last week
>Flu I guess, take time out from work
>Fall asleep watching "Ghost Adventures"
>Wake up two hours later feeling like something's about to kill me,heart's pounding, I'm crying, clenching my chest
>Apparently on an episode covering the Belle Witch
>"Don't take a rock from the cave" rings from the tv
Oops
>Be a couple of days ago
>3am, bored and on Omegle
>Next for a while, all dicks
>Cute girl comes on cam
>"Do you want to see something scary?"
>Sure, why tf not
>Nothing happens
>She types something in Italian or French then gives a random set of numbers.
>"Okay?" and next her
>She's the next one on cam
>"Do you want to see something scary?"
>Next right then
>She's the next one again
I turned it off and went to bed. I looked up the numbers, they were for the Belle Witch cave. I've been shitting myself since, and I keep getting sicker and sicker...

>>17540754
RETURN THE SLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAB

>>17539075
Please stop.

>>17539590
So you moved in and your family just kept all the display cases that the jewelry store inexplicably left?

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I used to see shadows stalking me in the corner of my eye and hearing noises, there is even a story about me seeing my dead grand-father but I'm to young to remember. (He was a fervorous Spiritist [you don't have that in america I think] and according to the spirtism center he usually went he became a "very high level spirit") I used to wake up (in broad day light) in weird places (pool borders, almost stepping into streets) without recolection of how I went there and I have several marks on my back which I don't know what caused or where they are from. Childhood was creepy.Thankfully the marks are very litle visible now, and the shadows just stopped.

>>17540595
Se here isn't that just normal almost asleep stuff.
I've heard that voice say scarier stuff, but still it's only a voice you hear because of auditory halucinations, so nothing to worry about.

>>17539041
>thatwasntanaspirin.jpg

>>17540822
underrated post

>>17540846
They were built into the walls.

I'm visiting my sister for the month. My sister's birthday was the 31st, and that morning I was dozing @ 1030am. I woke up enoigh to hear my sister downstairs watching Family Guy and my other sister in her bedroom and fell back asleep. Then I feel my sister grab and shake my pinky toe and say "wake up, it's Shay's birthday". I groan but sit up... only to find the room empty.

My sister can be a tricky bitch so I even wait to see if she pops up from hiding at the end of the bed, but she doesn't. The room is empty and the three of us are the only ones home. I noted directly the fuck k out of there.

I told my sister about it and she's convinced that it was the ghost of our step dad. He died not only in this house, but in the room I was sleeping in and on the side of the bed I was sleeping on.

>>17540822
K E K
E
K

>>17538044
I might have an explanation for this, anon. Hypnagogia, the transitional state from wakefulness to sleep, is sometimes punctuated by auditory hallucinations, including the shouting of one's name, or other speech. Judging from the timeframe, you were probably tired and in this transitional period.
When I was a kid I sometimes used to hear an angelic choir late at night and it scared the shit out of me. It was probably due to being in a state of hypnagogia. Now it's mainly just shouting.

>>17540536

Fuck off.

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>>17539679
Buttsecks

When I was in middle school, there were rumors that the gym was haunted. Shit like balls being thrown around, equipment being knocked over, bleachers randomly opening/closing. I was on the bleachers during one of those random open/close events and got to see a couple making out under the bleachers almost meet their maker. They came running out half-dressed saying they had heard voices, then the bleachers started closing in. FWIW, the bleacher mechanism was electric, so it could have just been an electrical fuck-up of epic proportions.

>>17539075
hell ye mah nigga

>be me, 14
>my father have this old hand inside a jar of formaldehyde
>it's in a high shelf behind some stuffs
>young cousin is in my house
>asks me why there's this man without one hand looking to the shelf
>thought that he saw it and was trying to scare me
>waited until he went outside then I moved the hand from the shelf to the attic
>after a while he comes back
>asks me why is the man now staring at the ceiling
>holyfuck.jpg

We went out and waited formy father to come back home.

>>17541666

>>17544950
>Shit like balls being thrown around
sounds like dodge ball to me

>>17541521
Schizophrenia....

>>17544999
What happened after?

>Be me, 9
>Wake up in the middle of the night
> Thirsty asf
>Walk out door
>Look down the hall
>See the bible's pages turning fast
>nope.jpg
>Turn back and run to bed
>Covermyfacewithblanket.png
My parents rented a large picture of Jesus and a bible surrounded by flowers on a small table. That is the bible I saw moving. Just a little backstory.

>>17545095
>rented
You can actually rent that stuff? Why?

>>17545104
I just remember some church people coming over and leaving it here. So rented or borrowed, idk lol.

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>>17539590
> guy in a bowler hat
Hat man?

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>>17545094

>tfw I'm really considering it

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>>17545283
>>17545272
>that medieval-helmet-mind

When my mom remarried we moved into an old farm house that used to be a general store but had been renovated because there was a fire. The upstairs was basically a loft. All of the kids bedrooms were up there. We complained a lot about whispering and people grabbing our feet in the night. Our dog had been in many houses before but refused to enter this house. The VCR and TV would randomly activate themselves and the volume would turn up til it was almost unbearable and then shut off. Went to go see the house since I've been an adult and somebody tore it down.

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>>17539624

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>>17545039

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>>17539624

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Reposted from another thread and slightly edited.

>recently visited New Orleans with girlfriend
>we are broke college students
>find free, tip based ghost tour, make reservations
>tour guide takes us to several locations, tour ends around Lalurie mansion
>nothing is going on at the mansion that day, is vacant
>tour guide says to take pictures of the mansion, as cameras are known to do weird shit around it (like take pictures upside down, etc.)
>say whatever, open up snapchat and take a picture
>look away from my phone for a second
>look back, picture is gone
>really.jpg
>decide to take another picture for the hell of it
>take pic related
>nope excitedly
I will post a zoomed in version in case you don't see it at first

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>>17545387
You may need to turn up brightness to see. Several people I've sent this image to couldn't see because of bad brightness.

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>>17539068
>>17539672
>>17539691
>>17539703

>>17539068
>He locks eyes with me, tells me "Misery loves company"
Stopped reading there, fake as shit. If it was authentic he would have said Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris. Demons never speak English.

>>17539075
>but I have to pick up my girl from work.
Fuck off normie.

>>17540536
OMG you're like SOOO funny. Lulz xD

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Little explanation beforehand, My house isn't connected to my garage, but it's really close, you basically go down 3 steps from the house's side door, walk forward 2 and you're at the garage door. You can basically jump down to it.
>Be me, last year
>Thirsty, go out to garage to get a drink
>When I enter garage, I close door behind me
>I never do that, don't know why I did then
>Grab my drink, Cascade Ice or some shit, 10/10
>As I take the few steps back to the door, I hear a loud exhale/hiss, sounds human
>Starts from behind to my left about 5 feet away, gets close as fuck, right behind my head before trailing off to my right
>All of this happened in like 3 seconds
>I open that door and jump through that motherfucker like Tyrone trying to jump out of Compton
>Slam it behind me, and as I reach the 2nd step, loud ass bang on the garage door from the inside
>There were no fucking footsteps when I heard the exhale, it sounded like it glided right behind me
>I looked behind me right after the sound, nothing was there
>There's a hole in the middle of my garage's ceiling that you can only get to with a ladder. No door, it's just always open. There were no ladders anywhere near my garage.
>Didn't go in my garage for a month
>Forever afraid that some shit is gonna drop out of that hole when I go in there alone

>in woods at night with friends
>start getting a little spooked, decide to leave
>all trying to act natural and not spooked
>really, really large thing (7 ft) flies over head
>Haha, what was that
>scurry our asses out of the woods while this giant thing is jumping from treetop to treetop

>>17540624
>>17539766
>>17540671
They were kinda funny, that was the point I guess but it's still far from the McDonald or Butcher creepypastas.

>>17542641
I don't think there's anything supernatural in that. The more likely explanation, I think, is that you dreamed of being woken up by your sister because you knew it could happen and you anticipated her birthday while at the same time waking up, mistaking your dream for reality.

I'm not talking out of my ass because the same thing used to happen to me. From time to time, I woke up in the middle of the night convinced that my alarm had ringed and proceeded to ready myself for school for a good 5 minutes, before realizing what time it was. The same kind of thing also happened to me at a holiday camp, but I guess it's worth a (anticlimactic) greentext:

> child counselor at this holiday camp
> everything is going fine
> be sleeping, we're leaving in the morning so I'm already anticipating the departure
> in the middle of the night I'm woken up by a kid's voice calling for me from my room or at the door
> i wake up, to see there no one inside or in the corridor when I checked, TWICE
> NOPE gobackinmybed
[spoiler] > but the truth is that I know it was my mind playing trick because of the departure on the morrow and it was more annoying than anything [/spoiler]

>>17540480
But.. But.. I live in Florida...

>>17538044
#greatparenting

>>17538044
>have copy of the portable Jung and Freud's interpretation of dreams upstairs
>decide to bring them downstairs for later reading when I finish my current book
>go to sleep
>among other scary dreams have an absolutely terrifying dream where I start to violently lose my teeth and almost lose my gums as they try to slip out of my lips
First and only time I've had one of those dreams and I refuse to believe it was a coincidence

>>17538044
here's mine, and it's real, leaving names out

>have dream that features some white football player who I don't know
>weeks later, I have an episode and go to the crazy house
>finally come back to my senses after being drugged, still in the crazy house
>hear a voice, oh its "X" from said dream
>I can't see them but I can feel their lips no homo
>I fuck a pillow and it feels like the real thing no joke
>X tells me that they are a Muslim too
>we get married
>I literally get married to an invisible person from my dreams who I have yet to meet irl
>eventually get out of the crazy house weeks later
>find out that X isn't really a Muslim, and that he sold his soul for magic
>it gets worse
>find out he is a martian shapeshifter and that he was only pretending to be a white boy for me
>he's actually a skinny black man who looks like Lil Wayne and dresses like an androgynous attention whore
>it's an absolute nope and we get divorced
>it's been like three months and he continues to follow me around using telepathy, begging for dick
>I'm already married again, this time it's real
>the demon doesn't stop crying and still tries to contact me and get into my dreams.
>it's sad and painful yet hilarious

>grandparents lived across from big public school
>kids play in the parking lot during lunch and recess
>used to stay with gran and gramps when I was sick so mom could go to work
>sick the usual amount as a kid -- chicken pox, etc.
>get used to the laughter of the kids filtering in during those hours as a result
>hear it at other times on occasion, but put it down to kids living nearby
>gran and gramps both pass away years later
>go with mom and family to clean house out
>in basement
>low ceiling, narrow sort of storm cellar
>keep hearing kids' laughter
>suddenly remember it's summer break, no school in session
>get the chills but figure it's just neighbor kids
>keep sorting through boxes of stuff, looking for keepsakes or photos or the like
>deeper in the back of the cellar now
>hear the laughter again, and it cuts off suddenly
>basement is dead silent, not even the sound of the AC through the vents
>get the chills again and turn to go back towards the stairs
>someone shoves me from behind and shouts "YOU'RE IT!"
>NOPE! NOPE! NOPE!
>almost bust my head on the rafters trying to run out of the basement

My uncles laughed at me, and my mom said it was probably "Barb".

My grandpa used to joke that the cellar was haunted, and tell "Barb" to stop opening the doors and banging on the pipes down there. Apparently, not a joke after all.

>>17540822
Whats your offer

>>17545094
I told my father about it and he threw it away.

>dreaming
>i'm in my room, in bed
>something levitates me above the bed
>humanoid black figure by the bed
>i tear it to pieces, or it falls to pieces
>i eat the pieces
>i perceive that it is smiling as i eat it

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>be me staying up to 5am playing video game
>fuck it why not.png
>finally decide to go upstairs and sleep
>open door and head toward bed (btw there is a mirror behind the door facing inside the bedroom)
>as I lay down notice the door is open
>shit, must've left it open might as well close it
>as I close the door I see me in the reflection
>but wait
>wtf
>see another reflection of me lying in bed looking towards the mirror
>wtf is happening
>open door and close it to check if I'm going insane
>ok ok it's fine. It was just my imagination. There is no extra reflection
>jump into bed
>as I'm falling asleep hear what sounds like scratching behind the door
>look over
>it's my reflection
>it's looking straight in my eyes even as I turn the door a second time
>it doesn't make a sound (obviously) and just stand there with a slighty open mouth just staring at me
>ok now I'm starting to freak the fuck out
>push the door wide open so the mirror is facing the wall and this thing can't see me
>get back in bed and listen to music until late next morning
>get out of bed still freaked out by what's happened
>open door slowly to check if reflection is still messed up
>all seems ok
>head downstairs to say morning to my dad
>dad is angry
>wtf
>told me he's sick and tired of me stating up late and bugging him when he sleeps
>"what do you meen"?
>Told me I came into his room and woke him up
>allmywtf's
>told him i was in my room last night
Ok here's where it gets weird
>he says I'm lying
> starts beating me with his old weathered belt
>he has never done this before and I'm really scared by his over-reaction
>I eventually manage to wrestle with him long enough for him to get tired and for me to wriggle free
>run outside lounge
>run into hallway lea ding to front door
>hear him right behind me
>look in glass on front door
>it's him
>he silenty sheds a tear as my dad approaches
>wtfisreallifeanymore
>smash through the glass

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>>17547300
Cont.
>see my reflection in each broken shard of glass
>it/he looks devoid of the joys of life
>run to the car and for once I don't see my reflection in the mirror
>open the door
>get on the floor
>everybody walk the dinosaur

> be me, 9 or 10 years old
> hanging out at best friends house eating pizza one night
> trying to catch a glimpse of a nipple on the scrambled porn channel (yeah, I'm an oldfag)
> hear a noise through the heating vent
> the vent system amplified sounds from the basement rooms
> sounded like somebody jumping around on my friends bed
> nobody else at home
>sneak downstairs to see the covers messed up on my friends bed and smells like sour milk
> best friend is ocd and never leaves things out of place
> nope the fuck out to my house a couple of blocks away
> friend tells me that his grandmother died while in the middle of an epileptic seizure years before on the same bed in the same room

g

Sorry for bad English not native
>bee me
>twelve old
>eat chips in front of TV cartoon
>sponge and fish laughing
>when out of nowhere big fucking monkey wander into room
>I nope

>>17546839
Holy fuck man I've had dreams about my teeth falling out it was accompanied me seeing a hellish warped version of my neighborhood inhabited by mangled deformed versions of the various crack heads and junkies that live at the halfway house down the street

>>17547468
>wiggle tooth
>pull it out
>pull out another
>chunk of gum comes off
>chunk of jaw comes off
>wake up in a pool of sweat

>>17538044
>Live with my parents while attending college
>1:30 in the morning
>Awake, sitting at computer
>Mom shouts my name across the house
>Panic and jump up from my bed
>Something must be wrong for her to call me like that this late
>Run to her door to find everyone else in the house is asleep.
No I've been hearing someone calling me clear as day, only to find there's no one there or no one was calling me. It happened earlier today.

>be me, 8 years old, in the house of a family friend.
>wake up at 12:16 exactly
>am thirsty
>decide to go downstairs to the sink and get some water.
>at the top of the stairs looking down.
> on the fourth or fifth step, there is a straight up dark apparition of a man. Standing absolutely still, facing me.
>stiff with fear. Cannot move.
>apparition moves up one step.
>nope-a-fuckin-rino
>run back to bedroom.
> immediately turn on the tv to some Spanish Christian station I found earlier that day.
>pull covers over my head.
>I Wait, don't remember sleeping
>that morning, mom took me to a prayer meeting at the local church.
>told mom and the pastor(?) what had happened
>mom is mad at me for not using Jesus' name and she mad at the family friend's husband because he was in some dark shit.
>leave that day
>never stay the night there again
>afraid of the dark, stairs, and sleeping for an entire year.

>>17547438
I admire your attempts I really do.

I remember when I was twelve old. It must bee hard to bee you

>>17538044
That's fucking hilarious. I have almost the EXACT same story, just a different name and a different game.

I was at my cousin's house in mexico playing the shit out of this game because it was amazing, and I heard my name harshly whispered right behind me. I wasn't even alarmed, I immediately assumed my cousins had figured some way to fuck with me, but with the structure of the house it was impossible. I pressed my cousins about it anyways knowing they couldn't lie to save their lives, and instead I got everyone terrified of ghosts for the remainder of our stay.

>>17546839
At least once a month I have a dream that my teeth start falling out. I wake up extremely happy that they haven't fallen out irl. I've seen different interpretations about what it means.

Fucking Christ /x/ what happened? Even nope threads are shitty now

Not a true >NOPE
but a good story that happened to me.
>hit 12 years old
>start having night terrors once in a awhile
>fuck that noise. Im already dealing with a disabled father and an alcoholic irish-mad abusive mother
>will not be a fucking victim
>discover that the more sleep paralysis kicks in, the better I get at clenching my fists ( in real life) and psychically fighting off the things that are happening to me
>15 (3 years after they began)
>suddenly Im upstairs in my home, approaching my old bedroom
>so real, feels like sleep paralysis
>feel dread outside door, but enter
>room is completely empty, but for a giant wolf sitting on the hardwood floor
>Hes viciouse and angry and human smart
>He tries to paralyze me in dream, but I deny him and get mad
>Victory. I can feel it, victory.
>I move past him and go to open my old walk-in closet
>Wakeup

30 now, and I still get the sleep paralysis but I can feel it coming on now, and when I see figures start to appear I half psychically shout, and half actually shout at them to fuck off. My roommate thinks Im nuts.

>Probably am I guess.

[spoiler]Wouldn't change it for the world. I aint afraid of no ghost.[/spoiler]

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>>17546897
>>I can't see them but I can feel their lips no homo
kekd so hard, ruined the story

>>17547156
whoa dude

>>17547739
Ive got more stories, and time to kill until I need to do night audit at work, gonna dump a couple more true stories (fuck you, this shit happened to me).

The basement of the house I grew up in (mentioned in last post), was turned into a kick ass entertainment room by my parents. Long ass room, probably 25-30 foot long, with a grat sound system and a nice big 80s style tv.

Me and my brother would sit on opposite sides of room as children and we both would always feel eyes on us from a side room in the hall (my dads tool room. We both felt it, and we both just kinda accepted that we were being watched. We never felt in danger, or scared, we just always fucking knew we werent alone down there.

As I grew up and my brother moved out that big ass awesome room basically became mine, as my dad couldnt walk (he was bed ridden for like 15 years) and my mom was a stupid drunk whore who spent all her time in the upstairs living room or her bedroom drinking by herself (grand marnier and coffee, she thought she was being sneaky and clever).

Anyways, Im growing up with all these weird dreams and night terros, and when Im around 15 or so, I have a couple friends over and were down in the basement rumpus room just listening to music and smoking some grass. Suddenly my one friend (who is actually currently my roomate right now) jerks his head towards my dads gun cabinet, near the bar, and says something like "Holy shit! Did you guys just see that guy in a jean jacket!?". Me and my other friends were like "Uh... no?". I explain to my buddy that this house is haunted. Me and my brother always knew it, but I had never actually seen a ghost in it before. So whatever, kinda spooked and kinda impressed I had finally seen the ghost that fucking stared at me my entire mortal life up that point while I played vidya or watched tv.

3 years later, different friend and I are down there (I moved my bed into the room, (next post)

>>17547773
Were sitting around listening to music in my bedroom (rumpus room) and he gets this pale look on his face. "Dude, I just saw a man in a jeanjacket and he fucking disapeared. So Im kinda surprised, because apart from the occasional night terror I never really think of that guy anymore. I explain to him he just saw the fucking ghost I grew up with. Hes kinda disturbed, but the town we both are from is fuckign filled with odd shit happeneing to peopel all the time.

Anyways, 3 or so years pass, and Im back home my travels at around 19 or 20. My older borther has moved back into the house because my mother was kicked out for being a stupid drunk whore and beating my dad (dad gave power of attorney to his cousin and they had her removed with a restraining oder against her). So my brother and his girlfriend are outta the house to a concert out of town for a few days. I jimmy the lock to my brothers room, and nab a nug of pot (I mention this, because im 95% sure this is what caused the following events to happen.)

So Im sleeping that night, I have sense moved into the my dads old tool room, and the rumpuss room is now just a rumpuss room again. My dads tool room. The room where me and my brother always felt the ghost/shade watching us. Im sounds asleep, probably around 2am, and Im awoken to someone in a fucking jean jacket standing the doorway to my room, watching me. Fight or flight kicks in, and because im 6 4' and around 300 pounds my first thought is to kick this guys ass. I try to sit up, and start shouting at him "Hey! Hey! Who the fuck are you!?" but the same shit that happened to me here>>17547739 where Im basically shouting half psychically and half real as my finer body gets pulled back into my flesh.

I keep trying to sit up and feel myself being pulled back down, my spirit was awake but my body was still asleep. This goes on for probably 10 seconds and suddenly Im actually awake, heart pouding a mile a minute and, of course, (next post)

>>17547805
The jean jacket man is fucking gone.

Im convinced he appeared because I had sinned or wronged my family i nsome way.

Basically, over two decades, I went from feeling a ghost as a kid, to two different friends seeing this guy as a teenager and me finally seeing him myself as an adult.

Addendum: Me and my brother had a falling out, and I dreamed one night I was back in the old rumpus room, with my drunk ass mother drunk as a skunk on the couch across from where Iwas sitting. Suddenly (in my dream) is see this bald guy in a jean jacket in the doorway. So I fucking get up and punch him eatherally a bunch of times. He was mad as fuck, but in my dream my energy easily overpowered him with my punches.

Im positive that was real, just on another plain.

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>>17538044
JESSE, WE HAVE TO COOK

>>17545932
Did you ever find any feathers around your garage? Some birds can hiss like that. It's spooky at.

>>17547118
Does weird shit still happen now or did it stop after he threw it away? Also...why in the fuck did he have a jarred hand anyway!?

>>17548500
It stopped. He got it from a friend that worked in a hospital.

>>17545314

>somebody tore it down
>implying it didn't implode into a Poltergeist black hole

>>17538515
Life, uh... finds a way, anon.

>be me 16 home with dad, no else is home
>walk up to the computer where dad is sitting
>we talk for a while with our dog sitting next to us, we have no other pets
>stairs to the second floor are right behind us with the door closed
>out of fucking no where we hear heavy footsteps running up the stairs directly behind us
>after we look at each other we grab the only gun and head up stairs
>the footsteps were really fucking heavy and fast which creeped us out even more
>check the whole second story nothing and no one is there except the wooden panel in the back of a closet is on the floor with a small room exposed that we already knew was there
>the creepy thing is is that there was alot of stuff in the closet which was strewn about and the single nail holding the panel against the wall was on the floor
> we didn't tell the rest of the family

>>17539691
Wow you're super cool and brave dude,
! I totally believe you're story! You're such a badass, and you're definitely not an insecure 13 year old.

>>17539703
Fuck off with your fake stories you autistic neckbeard. Go play with your gay ass sword.

>>17539075
No your story's are fake just like your girlfriend.

>>17545798
Pls go back to /r9k/

>>17538044
>>17547666
i had the same experience when i was like 11 or so

it was early night,around 8-10 and i was home alone playing some xbox when i suddenly hear this hella low pitched groan coming from the center of the house,im 99.9% sure it was coming from inside the house too

happened like 6 more times and needless to say i was fucking rooted to my bed til around midnight when it stopped happening and even then i didnt go in the bathroom til morning the next day,never had something like that ever happen again,that was a fucking night for sure though

>>17545095
Shit was probably God! Wtf you fool you could've became a saint or some shit

>>17549237
nah. fuck off normie

>be me, 14 yo
>spend friday night playing vidja
>go to bed at about 6 am
>wake up at 11am
>want to sleep more but I have to pee first
>sleepily walk to bathroom
>when I'm about to open the door, my mok comes out of it
>Windows almost bump into each other
>she says whoops, laughs and walks away
>close the door behind me, pee
>go back to bed
>I can see the driveway from there
>see mom's car pulling in
>mom gets out of the car witg groceries
>wtf.png
>run to the front door
>mom walks in
>"oh good, you are up, help me with this" handing me the groceries
>o-ok mom

It could have been a very real dream though

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>>17538515


>> back than
>>hugs closed
>>no one is awake save for me

I'm trying to stay with ya man. It's just killing me along the way.

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>>17545392
Here you go and holy shit dude, that's creepy

>>17547773
>>17547805
>>17547814
Interesting story, pretty Lynchian

>>17549316
Thanks for the better picture! I still don't know what to make of the situation. I want to believe

>>17542866
>>17548582 #
>This comment went completely unnoticed because everyone on this board is an overexcitable 12 year old who believes in fairy tales.
Glad to know there are at least SOME other sceptics on this board. Solid evidence of the paranormal can never be found if everyone claims it's a ghost every time the wind blows.

>>17545932
Could be an owl nesting in your garage roof. Barn owls are known to do that. One may have been acting defensive over a nest or something and swooped you/hissed to scare you away. I'm assuming you only looked back for a split second, and if it was way down on the ground, behind something, or even just not in the general direction you quickly glanced, you could've easily missed it. You did get spooped like a madman and zoom back into the house. Wouldn't have been all that hard to miss a smallish animal.

>>17548925
Why do people like this garbage story so much? This man was supposedly stealthy enough to sneak into a house, into a child's room, and into his closet on numerous occasions. He was sneaky enough to take pictures through the closet door undetected. (And clear enough for people to know where the picture was taken from, and what the subject matter was in a dark bedroom.) He finally decides to progress his devious plot, and goes to the external window in broad daylight, waits until the kid sees him, then smashes the window. THEN allows the kids to escape the house and run a block away to get help. What happened to him being a stealth master ninja infiltration machine? This story is such a badly written made-up sack of stinky bullshit. Delete this screenshot and never think about it again.

> Me and my gf sitting on my bed, quietly looking at something on my computer. Room is silent.
> We live with two roommates, both are gone at the moment so we're alone.
>Suddenly both of us hear a voice outside my door which is ajar
> It sounds like a sick woman, her voice is weak and raspy.
> Calls out one of our roommate's names, the guy who lived there before any of the rest of us.

Was pretty strange. Especially since we both heard it. And I know she did too, because we both looked at each other at the same time with that scared confusion.

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>>17548934
>Severely underrated post

>>17549316
I have to wonder if someone could smudge/paint something onto a window pane that's invisible to the naked eye but shows up when flash photography is used. Some guys on /toy/ coat Lego pieces in some wood polish crap to make them extremely glowy and neon when shown in the light, but otherwise look normal.

>>17549634
Interesting. That wasn't something I'd thought of. I wasn't using flash at the time though; the image you replied to had been enhanced. However if it were the case that someone altered the surface of the glass I would have expected at least one of the fifteen or so other people on the tour to have captured that image on their cameras as well. I was the only one who had taken an interesting photo of the mansion. People who had captured the same window went back to check their photos and found nothing of interest.

>>17549624

Oh, got another one from the same house. Which I'm fairly sure is haunted as fuck. Too bad I still live here.

>In the kitchen making a sandwich
>The basement door is to my right, a couple steps down is the entrance to the house followed by the basement stairs in front of that
>I hear thumping footsteps, loud as fuck, coming up the stairs.
>At the same time I'm hearing my cat meowing loudly outside, wanting in. Haven't let him in yet because fuck you my sandwich is more important alright?
>I assume the footsteps are my roommate, who should be in bed but whatever I guess.
>Expect to see him.
>He's not coming through the door wtf.
>I go to look, sure enough, there's nobody there. Dark as fuck stairway is totally vacant.
>Fuck you I KNOW those were footsteps, there's no way in hell they could have been anything else.
>Cat is getting more urgent outside.
>That's when I realize my cat is already inside.
>He's sleeping on the fucking kitchen chair.
>That cat sounds exactly like him what the fucking shit
>I look outside finally, no cat. I go into the backyard. still no cat.
>It's dark and I'm a little creeped out so I go back inside and lock the door immediately.

Wasn't the first time I've heard people going up those stairs when no one was home. My gf told me she's heard it a couple times too.

Honestly cannot wait to move out.

I got one but its long, like 8-9 posts long, and i'm not even sure this is the right thread or even the right board anymore for this. Its the only Nope-tier story i got but its also my damn life and whats happening to me right now. I suppose if one of you is interested in it i'll post and maybe get some damn opinions or something.

>>17550098
Gogogogogo

>>17550121
K
>be 5ish
>big boy enough for my first bed
>just a small shitty plastic bed thats at the foot of my parents bed cause we're short on space due to grandma
>start having vivid dreams
>so vivid they're just as clear as memories minus some parts till they get fady near the end
>never went away like most dreams do after you wake up either
>always started with my laying down for bed
>second i closed my eyes i'd get a weird feeling
>exact same feeling you get when your hand goes near something like a balloon and your hair on your hand stands up and tingles
>i'd pop my eyes open and the room is lit up like the full moons out but from all windows
Here's where things have missing details even though everything else is crystal clear
>every dream starts the same up until this point
>usually its one but sometimes more would just sort of pop into existence in my room
>they were like a shitty translation of a stick figure into one of those dolls thats just plastic molded around a bendable metal frame
>arms were about as big around as mine were but so was their legs and torso and as hard as i try i can't remember them having a head
>arms, legs, torso all curved gently rather than at the elbows and they moved like a claymation figure
>we'd dance around my room or they'd throw me up in the air and catch me
>i'd play games like hide and seek and literally every other thing a 3 year old liked from jumping on my shitty bed to sliding down the railings
>but NEVER drawing.
>they were very adamant on that and would even take away the crayons and paper and put them places i couldn't reach if i threw a tantrum
>after a while one of them would motion me towards a window and tilt its head
>i recall the head tilting but not the actual head its odd and like if i don't try to remember it has a distinct mass where a head would be but trying to actually think about it brings up there being nothing from the neck up
>they leave if i don't go with them but sometimes i did

>>17550162
>if i went with them i only recall flying through the sky and around planets like saturn or jupiter
>then came the part i hated and why didn't go all the time even though i loved flying
>i'd sort of snap my eyes closed and open and i'd be in an all white room with 2 chairs
>i'd climb in the chair even though it was too tall and wait
>eventually i'd blink or look away and when i looked back another one of them was in the previously empty chair
>it was taller than the others, its chest was like a long upside down triangle, and its arms bent at the elbows rather than all over
>we'd just sit there for awhile and i for some reason hated it
>hated it, the quiet, the waiting
>not sure how but i knew what would happen next
>just a long series of questions
>i don't even recall the questions for the most part but the longer it went on the angrier it seemed
>i do recall "do you ENJOY this?!" "Do you LIKE visiting us?!" "How was flying? Was it fun?" All said in odd tones like it was pasted together using sound bites ranging from angry to bored
>then came the one i hated and knew was coming like it was just some song and dance to butter me up
"Do you want to stay with us? Please?"
>i'd say "no" cause staying meant leaving mom and dad and being around it which was a scary thought
"Please?"
"Please?"
"Please?"
>same sort of sound bite type deal except each voice was a different one saying the please the exact same way
>i'd eventually just start screaming

>>17550168
Kek the 'please will you stay'part sounds spoopy as shit

>>17550168
>second i'd start screaming my eyes would snap open to mom or dad shaking me awake trying to calm me down
>for awhile i'd just say it was a bad dream
>after a year i finally got my own room and bed
>be 6
>shit calms down for a bit as i'm starting kindegarten and the dreams stopped
>most classes were normal but the second it was art time i exploded
>it was my favorite class and i'd draw and draw and draw
>big issue was i drew hands all weird
>imagine an arm terminating in a 3 pronged nazi symbol with an extra right angle bend in each arm
>parents got called in cause of the hands as other parents complained or something
>parents told me to not draw it anymore and i threw a huge tantrum cause i HAD to draw them that way thats how they are
>took a few days but i started getting visited by what i started calling the skeleton man/men just so they had a name
>they'd knock on my closet door and i'd snap awake and open the door and they'd walk out
>we did pretty much the same shit but every time they'd motion me to come with them towards the closet i'd say no cause it was dark and i hated the dark
>eventually it would get to one of them tugging on my shirt towards the closet and for some reason this set me off
>i'd start screaming bloody murder and parents would come rushing in to me standing in my room screaming
>parents got me to a doctor shortly afterwards
>doc says its just the night terrors acting up cause of all the changes new room, new school and all the social shit, stifling my creativity with the drawing deal
>night terrors gradually happened less and less as i got older till they stopped altogether around age 8

>>17550183
Can you draw it for us?

>>17550183
>life went on normally minus my OCD, anxiety, and depression the psych's say is from deep seeded undefined trauma that even hypnotherapy couldn't touch
>cleaning out some shit from the storage room
>namely my school shit (ocd has its perks and its downsides)
>going through the art bin and going through years of my drawings
>get to my old kindergarten shit i threw a fit over when mom suggested throwing away my stuff starting the whole storage room hoarding
>find my old "skeleton man" pictures
>shits creepy and i'm starting to see why parents complained
>weird landscapes, animals, symbols, hieroglyph type things, weird rooms with what might be faces inside windows, spaceships with faces staring out, me flying outside my house, pictures of saturn and various other planets, and generally weird shapes and shit
>all of them have what i can only describe as a child's interpretation of your stereotypical grey alien
>picture after picture each one of just plain weird shit like cities in black and my being carried by one or me in a room with a window full of stars and the big angry one sitting in its chair

>>17550183
Yeah draw it man

>>17550189
Which one? And after i get done posting sure. My drawing skills are all but dead though just a heads up.

>started having a minor panic attack and just calming myself down
>gather my shit and go talk to my mother about it
>she definitely recalls all the night terrors i had cause that shit woke her up on cue 2am almost every night for 5 years
>trying to figure this out cause its like some cheesy scifi horror movie
>start asking questions
>turns out i mentioned the skeleton men a lot and my mom just thought they were imaginary friends
>she definitely remembers me liking space and stars
>remembers i'd talk about planets around stars or how big saturns rings were or how things never fell down in space
>i asked her how long ago that shit started
>right from age 3 when i started getting really talkative and understandable
>its what prompted her to get my space related books when i was 5 and could properly read them
>ask her if she didn't think that shit was weird coming from a 3 year old before he got his hands on books about space and wasn't allowed to watch tv cause she said that shit ruined minds
>she just shrugs and said i was into odd stuff for a kid
>ask her if theres anything odd she remembers clearly from when i was a child

>>17550205
>big one she said was when she found out i was a climber
>asked what she meant by that
>tells me she first noticed it when she'd put me down for a nap or for bed time in my crib
>she'd come back and the cribs obviously been moved from where it was
>says she never saw me do it but it always happened every time
>keep asking her for other shit
>said i'd put things in the oddest places like my crayons on top of the shelves i'd have to climb as a small child, paper in the air vents, or random objects behind child locked (those handles you had to squeeze insanely hard to grip the doorknob or ratchet systems that require actual finger dexterity and adult sized hands) doors and cupboards
>had to remind her i wouldn't do that shit as i was deathly afraid of heights from birth and i couldn't be 2 inches of the ground much less scaling a 6 foot shelf without crying my eyes out
>had to remind her the one time age 3 i tried to open the child lock doors i pulled a muscle in my hand and age 4 skinned the fuck out of my knuckles trying the ratchet child locks
>ask her if she had any odd dreams or something like i did
>tells me every night for the longest time she had dreams that always came down to someone taking me away and it always ended with me screaming my lungs out and her waking up to go calm my ass down
>showed her the the pictures i drew and asked her what she thinks of them
>admits they're definitely off but thats not something to be worried about as i was a creative and odd kid
>point out all the skeleton men and ask her what that shit looks like

>>17550211
>mom kind of hesitates like she never actually stopped to think about this
>says its the shit my older sister used to draw
>actually have her high school shit from art class since she made a lot of placings in art fairs and mom didn't like throwing away "achievement" things like 1st place drawings or trophies from sports even if they were participation awards
>page through her old sketchbook
>its like an extremely feminized version of your typical gray just add nose, hair and pupils in different settings or poses
>shits hard to look at its so uncanny and creepy
>page after page after page
>ask mom about this and says sis was a lonely kid and had a big angst stage so she never hassled her over prize winning art even if it was kinda creepy
>ask her if shes noticing any of the crazy similarities from the shape of the face and head to the same arm, leg, and torso proportions in sis' to mine
>didn't even know but my sister had the same damn night terror issue as well
>actually call my sister up and get to talking
>had dreams where she's fly around the world and visit the moon
>had these friends in her dreams too same body though for her they had these long doll faces with big eyes and long hair
>ask her if the dreams ended in questions or a big one in an empty room or them wanting her to stay with them
>doesn't talk for the longest damn time and says she knew i had the same shit happen to me
>heard all the hysterics i had every night and all the odd shit i'd talk about and kept quiet about it cause after awhile it stopped just like her dreams did

>>17550225
>by now mom, oldest sis, and i start grilling my other sister and dad and they remember the odd shit and drawings but no weird dreams or anything else
>oldest sister is panicking her brains out at this point and moms kind of edging there too
>recall that one movie with the owl alien faces and that it was based loosely on an actual deal and remember hypnotherapy did some shit even though my previous sessions did jack shit
>manage to talk to the therapist from years ago about hypnotherapy
>probably thinks we're all crazy but i'm willing to pay for sessions for three people so he's in even if he doesn't know why
not sure where the hell this is leading and i'm not sure i should do this or drag my family with but its seriously fucking with me now that shits getting creepily real. Gimme a bit i'll draw both the normal and big one.

One time I was spending the night in the Manger Hotel (I think that's how you spell it) across from the Alamo in San Antonio, TX. The hotel was said to be haunted, mainly because it was built on the battleground of The Battle of the Alamo (which, for you non-Texas fags, was a pretty nasty battle).

Sleeping with step-dad bc two beds, 5 people. 2 boys 3 girls. I'm woken up by being shaken, only to find my step-dad fast asleep.

FUCK THAT SHIT DUDE

Immediately put on headphones and keep my eyes SHUT, despite feeling what seems like something stepping on the bed around me.

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>>17550228
Realize my hand writings shit so heres a more legible guide.
Left to right:
How i remember them as a kid. Same height as a 5 year old.
How i used to draw them.
Shittily drawn "me" for scale.
The Big One.

>>17550291
Weird you have the same handwriting as my brother

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>>17550291
Sunwheels are an ancient symbol and have pretty fucking interesting things and lore attached to them.

I swear the hands on your figure look familiar for another reason, though. I just can't place it. Like I've seen hands or appendages like that before.

>>17550311
I made massive steps forward from grades k-8 and massive steps backward during grades 9-12 in my writing skils.

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>be me
>Ossipee Lake NH 2012
>chilling by lake at night with a couple of cousins
>stars everywhere in the night sky, fucking beautiful
>all of a sudden, a noise like a loud *whoosh* with a whistle, no unlike throwing one of those special Nerf footballs
>bright light in sky, we all look up
>bright ass fucking comet-looking object is streaking across the sky, it was awesome
>it stops
>IT FUCKING STOPS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SKY
>starts getting lower, hearing a crackling sound and the smell of burnt copper
>tell everyone we're leaving, grab the hands of my youngest cousins and get the hell off the beach
>make sure they run home (literally down the street)
>fiery thing about 200 feet in the air now
>bright light shines down on the water, can't see shit
>thisistheendasweknowit.mpg
>bright light disappears, hear the same whooshing sound
>rub my eyes for like 5 minutes, when i can see I'm by myself

We (my cousins and I, about 5 in total) all still talk about that night, except for the little ones, they barely remember it. Now I don't go into the woods or by water at night if I can avoid it.

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I got one for you guys

I was like 12 or so and I went out with a few family friends and my family. We live in a small town and we have a town square with some old shops. I had heard stories about the entire square being haunted after a train wreck happened a bit over 100 years ago. However my 12 year old ego wouldn't allow me to believe that. Anyway, me and my friend were walking around the store and we heard some music coming from the attic. Naturally we just kinda ignored it, there was nothing alarming about it. It was a fairly soft song as I remember. Possibly some sort of slow jazz. Well we kept looking through the store, then all of a sudden the music stopped mid song, and along with it, so did we. We then both heard a loud scream come from the attic, then the song went back to playing when the screaming stopped. We nope'd out of there faster than Usain Bolt on crack. My friend's sister didn't hear it nor did our parents even though they were in close vicinity. We still haven't talked about it to this day.
>pic unrelated

>>17547438
>be monkey
>smell chips

>>17538044
Those weren't your parents...

>>17550291
Well, as a person whose had some strange encounters with entities and what else might be out there this has spooked me. The fingers, something about the fingers is eating at me. When describing them I knew what you mean Whackadoodle fingers anon, but seeing them on paper bothers me.

See, your brain was making up alternate shapes and designs for the entities (I'm more of a multidimensional entity than extraterrestrial kinda guy now) so you could comprehend them. The bendy toy bodies and no head makes sense, especially no head you can clearly remember. It's those damn fingers that are digging at my memory.

I want to say that you remember them like that for a reason, something about them was so strange you had to go even weirder. I have several questions I'd love to hear answers to if your still here Whackadoodle Fingers.

A) What smells do you remember? Can you remember any at all from these encounters, or your sisters.
B) What has the psychologist said, if anything about your hypnosis sessions? Any audio recordings he might have to share?
C) When is the last memory of being with them the clearest?
D) Have you noticed any lasting impression of the encounters? IE: Missing time, extraordinary senses or ESP, synchronous events?

>>17539672
Bitj your stories sound like self-puffing about how cool you are. Fake and gayyyyy

>>17539691
Fucking cat

Shitty quick story
>be me
>aged 15
>every summer me, my brother, my dad and my dog go to Saskatchewan to visit my grandpa
>grandpa lives in a small town
>impossible to get lost in this town its so small
>love going there
>my dad's friends let us shoot guns and shit
>fucking love it
>I rode my bike every day
>small town at age 15, not much to do
>I would go out riding for hours in circles around the town listening to music through my headphones
>I went out at night a couple of times
I went out about 12 ish, came back around 1-3 in the morning.
>went to the graveyard at night
>not scary
>would have a bandana on while riding to keep mosquitoes out of my mouth
>I ride down a dirt path
>this dirt path leads to a dirt road which leads to the main road
>ez pz nothing happens
>I decide to do another loop around
>about halfway down the dirt path
>I hear the most blood curdling screech
>like this sounded like an animal got its foot stuck in a bear trap
>but did didn't sound like no animal
>my stomach dropped to the floor
>I bolted outta there so fucking fast

Most things didn't scare me at the time, but that fucking screech was so fucking sudden and terrifying. Keep in mind it was pitch fucking dark, because it was the countryside. The only light I had was from my bike. I noped the fuck out of there so fast...

>>17539624
please be my best friend.

>>17551294
Its way to early to be calling my sister to ask her any of this so i can't vouch for her experience in it.
A. There was a faint smell. Sort of like that chemical cleaner smell hospitals have but nowhere near as strong.
B. Psychologist said about my previous hypnotherapy that there's just some block i won't go past which is what other psychologists and therapists said. The recordings he took he played back for me and my parents and its just basic "what happened two nights ago?" Usually just me saying "sleeping in my bed" or some similar response that would go nowhere. "what kind of dreams do you have?" Led to "i don't dream very much." Or "i don't really remember them after i wake up."
The hypnotherapy sessions for mom, sis, and me won't be for a month. So far we haven't told him why but he seems to get we think its urgent and involves me and sis around age 3-8, a lot of night terrors, and my mothers dreams during those periods.
C.clearest memories were when i was young, around age 5-6, which is also when i recall them first happening. Around that age i recalled almost all of it minus some details and a few skips. Older i got the less beyond my house i recall till it just fizzled out around age 8.
D. Only last impressions were, when i was younger, excitement that i'd get to flying alot but i'd always hesitate cause that meant at some point was the interrogation at the end. Older i get the less excited i got until i'd just start the whole deal off with screams.

>>17551543
Honestly sounds like a mountain lion. Shits the creepiest fucking thing to hear at night when you're camping and ranges from ungodling screeching to a woman crying bloody murder.

>>17545520
damn...

>>17545520
i lost oh wait its not a YLYL

>>17551713
Why do you feel this is so important that you'd take up pursuit again after many years and get your mom and sister involved?

>be in bed
>about to fall asleep
>hear something stirring behind me
>turn around
>something seems to evaporate from the place I'm now looking at
>hear voice
>it says "Solar men misery's so so's Abu is Dolores"
>too confused to be afraid
>fall asleep ten minutes later

>>17538044
Is the scary part meant to be there are parents so utterly shitty that they would let a 5 year old play video games at 4 in the morning? Because that's some Silent Hill tier shit.

>>17550228

Hypnotherapy is bullshit pseudoscience. The memories you get from it aren't "recalled" they're created. As in, you remember shit which never happened.

>>17552226
Cute armchair analysis, bro. Hypnotherapy can actually be useful in some cases, but not all. It depends on the person and the therapist. You can't dismiss it all entirely.

>>17551343
Please stop fucking your cat, sir.

>>17538120
Edgier than a dodecahedron

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>>17539068
>Pop awake after hearing loud, deep scream like a man in serious pain
>>Something feels off
>>terrorinmybones.mp3
>>Grab katana(yes, I'm serious.)
>>"clear" house navy style

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>>17552385

>>17539672
So you were, at the oldest, 14 according to both these stories and you were fucking your girlfriend at her house? Did you impress her with your katana?

>>17539691
These are fucking garbage anon, get a fucking grip.

>>17539703
>Slice 4 to ribbons with nothing personal happening
ftfy

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>be me
>prepubescent
>playing vidya at late night/dawn
>hear sounds across the house
>get sp00ked
>post it on a vietnamese cornfield blog a decade and a half later

>>17545793
why the fuck do demons only speak latin?

>>17552184
Seems like it was in a different language and you just couldn't understand it.

>>17552459
I think because it's an extremely ancient language. Maybe only one other is older.

>>17546839
As I once read from another anon, "There is no such thing as coincidences", or some shit like that idunno

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>>17538515
>fuck you tiny Jeff Goldblum

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>>17552469
>Latin
>extremely ancient language
>maybe only one other is older
Educate yourself, moron

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>Be me
>about 7 or 8
>Grounded for failing a test
>Sitting in my room listening to my radio/alarm clock. Dads home watching TV in the living room. Cant leave my room, cant watch TV normal stuff.
>Hear floor squeaking from living room to my room. I cover up and pretend I'm sleeping. Hear door swing open. Nothing happens for about 5 mins. Still pretend I'm sleeping. Open eyes and nothings there and my door is still open.
>Decide I want some food/drank. I can see the couch from my room. My dads asleep!
>Fuckyeah.jpg
>Solid snake my way into the kitchen without waking my dad.
>As soon as I look into the kitchen all the cabinets are wide open. ALL OF THEM SLAM AT ONCE.
We had cabinets all around the left wall of the kitchen going to the back door.
>I nope as fast as I can back into my room, close the door and hop in bed and throw sheets over me.
>Turn my radio down and wait and listen. It feels like forever but only about 10-15 mins pass by.
>Start to think maybe I fell asleep from when I was pretending to be sleeping. Turn radio back up and chill for a bit.
>Hear the same creaky footsteps coming down the hallway. As the sound gets closer the radio starts to bug out; Making white noise.
>This time hide under the covers. The footsteps get close to the door and I can hear it open this time. I turn off the radio because its only making things worse.
>Trembling at this point. I sit and wait once more, after a few mins I check. the door is open but no ones there. I sum up all the courage my little 7yo had and walk out in the living room.
>My dads still asleep. I wake him up and ask him if he heard a loud bang a bit ago. He says no and tells me to go back in my room.
>I sat in my room scared af until my mom came home with Mickey D's.

To this day that is one of the worst experiences I've ever had but not the worst. I will post the next one soon.

>>17553388
What if your dad was a demon who used magic to spy on you and fuck with your head?

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>>17552440

>>17549519
i don't see anything

>>17553529
see
>>17545392

>>17545392
Dude, I know where on /x/, in a nope thread and all, but why is it so hard to understand that its just a fucking light trick and youre just seeing things..

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>>17546897

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>with friends a bit drunk walking along the waterfront
>old abandoned funfair on the pier, pretty creepy I guess
>my friend suddenly says "there's something down there in the water"
>we laugh at first but then he says "its a clown"
>we actually see something
>Look closer
>face down in the water is a clown, motionless in the water
>Fuck what do we do, there's no one else around
>my friend throws a pebble at the clown
>"ouch"
>Panic
>we ask if he's ok
>"its alright lads, just washin ma face"
>Ah it's alright he's just washin his face
pic related for proof, its the life jacket from that night.

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>>17553704
>Fishing pole is proof of bait

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>>17553388
I'm back with some extra story from last time. I asked my mom about this incident/ and she said that ever since I was little. They could hear footsteps walking from the front door to my room.
This was when I was still in my little bros room in a crib. So whatever wants me has been plotting for a while.
I also asked the old lady down the street and she said that a murder went on in that house. A man killed his wife. IN MY ROOM

>have vivid hallucinations in the corner of my eyes recently
>very recently, the hallucinations have been a young boy
>one time with black skin
>one time with brown skin
>i just ignore it

>be me 8
>had an old bob the builder digger truck thing that talked
>moved recently and haven't played with the thing for about a year
>Playing in backyard, using sticks as swords and shit.
>hear some weird noise, ignore it.
>some time passes, get bored.
>start to head in
>hear the noise again
>heard where it came from and looked for it
>found the fucking toy, nothing pressing its' buttons, batteries should have died by now
>throw it away and run inside at sonic speeds

TLDR

This happened a couple months ago

>be me
>sleeping in bed
>start feeling something scratching my chest above the blanket
>idgaf I'm tired
>feeling begins to get stronger
>I'm probably dreaming this I'll just ignore
>hear a laughter
>nope.png
>wake up and see a gnome like creature wearing a black pointy hat smiling at me as it phases through the door
>get out of bed and try to chase it down
>nothing

Any ideas of what it could be would be great

>>17554049
underwear gnomes

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Its lame and explainable but whatever

>be 16
>coming home from either basketball practice or club meeting, forget which
>live out in boonies, rural community
>its dark, probably like 8-9 pm
>some moonlighy, but still pretty dark
>look out to the path into our field that goes to our woods
>see a white shape
>its getting closer
>cant make out what it is, but its bounding at me at supet speeds
>frozen out of fear, practically shitting myself.
>end up crouching down into a ball as it gets really close
>hear sniffing
>look up and see my dog wagging his tail at me.

Turns out my mom forgot to let him in so he just went on patrol around the farm until get heard me come home.

He was an english setter, so he was mostly white with brown and black spots and a black mask, so u couldnt make him out in the night.

Kind of looked like pick related

>>17554049
Sleep paralysis.

>>17553964
Children's toys that go unplayed with are creepy as all hell.

>>17554056
Cute dog. When I grow up, I'm gonna have a big farm and a cute dog just like it.

>>17553704
Congratulations, you just met Pennywise the dancing clown.

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>>17554061
>Sleep Paralysis
Nice meme but I don't think you know how sleep paralysis works.
Hint: Focus on the word "paralysis".

>get out of bed and try to chase it down

"paralysis"

>get out of bed and try to chase it down

"paralysis"

hmmmmmm

>Sleep paralysis is a phenomenon in which a person either during falling asleep (hypnagogia) or awakening (hypnopompia), temporarily experiences an inability to move, speak, or react.

HMMMMMMMM

>>17539590
Scooby doo on zombie island is GOAT

>>17547565
It's just gonna keep trying to get you to find it

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>>17538515
Soon

>>17538044
mcjuggernuggets?

>>17553913
Schizophrenia, go have it checked out.

>>17540822
THE MAN IN GAUZE! THE MAN IN GAUZE!

>>17540754
You should visit a wiccan or something.

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>Be 14
>At older half brothers house, for the first time
>Hes 26
>Havent seen him since I was 7
>Going to be spending the night
>Play vidya with him and his gf for hours
>He goes to bed with his gf at about 2 am
>Says when I'm done there's a bed in the guest room across his
>Continue to play games till 4am
>Decide to go to bed
>Walk to guest room
>Open door
>When the feint light filled the room I saw the scariest thing I ever saw in my entire life
>Never been frozen with fear before
>Never believed in ghosts
>Never had I felt such an intense adrenaline rush
>There was a girl facing the door way from the corner of the room
>She was in a white dress
>Long black hair covering her face
>Pale skin
>Strait out of a horror movie clear as day right there
>I stood there for probably 30 seconds
>No movement on her part whatsoever
>It would have done something by now
>Wtf
>Its a fucking doll
>A child sized doll
>Motherfucker
>Turn light on
>Walk into room
>Clearly not alive
>Why does he fucking have this?
>How does he sleep in the same house as this thing?
>It has no face
>Real as fuck hair
>Wtf is this thing?
I grabbed that fucking thing and threw it in his room and later found out he put it there to scare me and it fucking worked, honestly it was some good shit. I'm 24 now and he still has the thing and uses it to scare the shit out of people whenever he gets the chance. Good memories.

>>17545387
Even with the low brightness I can make out a bunch of faces in it.

>>17554568
A bunch? I've only ever seen the obvious looking one. Where are the others?

>>17545392
can't see shit.

>>17538515
Jeff goldvroom

>>17554554
Your older brother sounds like a cool dude.

>>17551719
I would agree, but I was near a wheat field in Saskatchewan, the flattest place in Canada. No hills, nothing. As an added bonus, I believe Saskatchewan only has cougars, and they live farther up north. I was pretty down South.

It probably was some kind of animal, but the screech was so out of place, it didn't sound like one.

>>17555311
Don't know much about saskatchewan but cougars are mountain lions just as panthers, pumas, and catamounts are when spoken off in the america's it just depends on what the local dialect calls them.

>>17542493
Pics?

>>17547739
I never had an experience like that. Every time I get SP i close my eyes or cuss. Sometimes I get too tired to give a damn and just sleep.

>>17549248
It was your parents trying out a strap on

>>17549258
Kek

>>17540822
Checked and kekked

>>17550449
Could be a flare

>>17547438
This made me lose my shit.

>>17538044
WE NEED TO COOK.

>Be me a few weekends ago watching x files all day, eating ramen, good stuff
>Go to bed perfectly fine and fall asleep
>All of a sudden I woke up and realized I was standing at the other side of the basement staring up and out of the tiny little window
>I was consumed with terror, and it took every bit of self control and courage I had to turn around and stumble back to my bed
>I was so terrified that I was shaking and shivering, even after I made it back to my bed i just lay there shaking
>To date, this has been the most terrifying experience I've been through, and I don't even know what happened

>>17558149
Do you live alone? You might be sleepwalking and not even know it. When you go to bed, try lightly dusting your floor with flour, or if you have carpet like some sort of lame-o, try tying a piece of string across your bedroom door in a way that it'll break if the door is opened.