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This will be interesting

>>17610025
Generally the OP should kick start with one of their own.


Please greentext stories peeps. Newfags google how.
There's a reason we use this format.


> It makes it a lot easier to read.

Alright anons, this happened to me something like ten years ago.

>be me
>8 years old french kid
>in french alpes, in a chalet
>be with a group of parent's coworkers children
>group from 8 to 13 years old
>mfw I'm the youngest
>in the evening we decide to hang out because parents are having a boring dinner party
>snow is everywhere, the 13 yo dude is guarding us
>it's pitch black outside, since it's 9 pm
>decide to go wander around in the old village
>only a few lights there
>come accross this weird and creepy looking bear shaped wood sculpture
>whatever.jpg
>it's really slippy because of the ice
>cross the old village
>arrive at the end
>decide to go back on our steps and head back home
>walk a few steps
>hear a creepy screeching behind us
>OHSHITOHSHIT.gif
>turns back, the fucking bear sculpture is there
>behind the sculpture is a super tall black figure staring right at us
>nope.jpg
>run like hell, even 13 yo badass dude is horrified
>kinda ridiculous because we slip everywhere on ice
>about 5 mins later we stop running cause we think he followed us
>look behind
>STILLTHEFUCKINGBEARWOODSCULPURE.gif
>no tall black figure anymore though
>screeching comes back
>a voice coming from behind the sculpture
>"revenez jouer"
>translates to "come play again" for you anglophones
>we nope.jpg again and decide to never go back in this part of the village
>next morning
>tell my parents about it
>"oh, anon, you just were scared by your imagination"
>I know it wasn't my imagination
>see other kids from the evening
>we all aggree to never talk about this again
>visit the old village at day light
>no bear sculpture anymore
>leave the place and eventually never come back

I still don't know what it was, guys. Any ideas?

I've only had one nope thing happen to me ever that I don't have an explanation for.

>Be me
>Be 15ish
>Be at father's house
>My dad's pretty old, he's a 55 year old, pack a day smoker who's been smoking for 40 years
>He doesn't clean shit up a lot and lives in kind of a crappy house
>Crappy TV in Crappy backroom/storage room is going out, you've got to hit it to make it work sometimes
>Be watching ghost hunters international at about midnight which isn't even that late in the house
>Everyone already asleep in the front of the house for some reason
>Be watching Ghost hunters international because that was literally the only bearable thing on
>It's about ~40 minutes in, they're juuuust starting to review the "spooky" stuff they've heard
>They play an EVP recording of supposedly someone saying "He's coming"
>TV cuts out
>I calmly shit a brick and go walk over to TV in pitch black room
>Hit TV once, it turns on
>Ghost Hunters International credits playing
>Uhh...?
>Get a little creeped out and go to bed
>Tell brother about it in the morning, he's dumb founded

I don't ever lie about stuff like this and it's the only weird thing that's ever happened to me. Any Ideas?

>>17610187
I don't ever lie about stuff like this, and my brother believes me*

>>17610151
Pasta?
You've posted this before if it isn't pasta. Cool. I personally think someone was fucking with you all for keks.

>>17610187
You misread the time, the evp was in fact near the end or you passed out/fell asleep.

>>17610225
I didn't fall asleep and wasn't even sleep, I was literally about to get up to get a soda, and it was around this part of an episode: https://youtu.be/M1vN44yEzbw?t=2066 Quite literally right as they start doing the EVPs.

So, here goes nothin'

>Be about 3 years ago.
>Still living at home with my parents.
>GF and I are outside, about to go on a walk.
>We see my creepy neighbor's lights are all on in his house, including the porches
>front and back
>all of his (oddly placed) outdoor spotlights are on pointing out into the open field next to his house.
>Think to myself "That's an odd place for motion detector lights, but...ok."
>GF and I go on our walk. Have the dog, and we're just talking about random shit.
>We round the block and see that his lights are still on.
>Then we see him in his backyard acting frantic digging through a box on his back porch
>I stop and start watching
>He then jumps into his huge work truck and plows off of the 3 foot or so drop, into the fields next to his house.
>He then drove his truck off onto a narrow biking trail, and he went out of sight behind a hill.
>We looked at each other and agreed "That was weird."
>He works for the city, so we assumed he may have been called out for something.
>Still didn't explain him driving off into the fields that had no city utility stuff at all.
>We go take the dog out back and decide to sit outside
>family is asleep, and we still wanted to talk before my gf went home.
>about 30 minutes go by
>he comes hauling ass back through the fields
>parks his truck in his garage (which he very rarely does.)
>then about 15 more minutes go by
>hear a scream come from his house
>nothing else.
>NOPENOPENOPE


And that's the story of why my parent's neighbor is probably a serial killer. So many other weird things happened with that dude.


>BUT WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL DA POLICE


We talked ourselves out of it and we assumed it was a loud tv, or something else, I sort of regret it today. I talked to a cop a few days later (He was my instructor at school.) and he told me there was nothing they could have done anyway, unless the person screamed again and they heard it.

>>be me, 22
>>do overnight cleaning at restaurant
>>power goes out, have to finish though
>>start hearing noises
>>nope, put on headphones
>>something keeps touching my hair, assume it's a fly
>>eventually lights come back on and opening manager comes in
>>hear him laugh and say, "you think this shit is scary or funny, anon? clean it before you go"
>>foot prints going up outside of cooker exhaust and all over ceiling
>>i cleaned nothing, i left, i have not returned

>be me about 2 months ago
>be in my workroom, reading and annotating A Discourse On Method by Descartes
>AC is shit so I open a window
>dumb
>gale force wind instantaneously manifests out of fucking nowhere and blows all the papers and my tax return everywhere
>picking papers up and reorganizing them to please my OCD
>I shit you not, a raven just appears by my window
>perched on this 10-inch porcelain head of a woman i got at an antique store for 40 buck
>ever since 'the birds' by hitchcock, I was never a big fan.
"Hey there, bird"
>trying to keep calm, I put the papers on the bookshelf.
>the raven, out of nowhere says:
"Nevermore!"
>nope-a-fucking-rino.psd
>slowly walk to the door, shitting enough brix to build a thin bridge to Spain
>remember my girlfriend from college told me her uncle taught a raven to say "alabaster", so it isn't too outlandish.
"What is your name?" I ask
"Nevermore!"
>think "ok, maybe this raven was just the pet of some guy who was always regretting life decisions"
>gf died one year ago
>decide to ask if my dead gf is in heaven
"Nevermore"
>IdontknowwhatIexpected.jpg
>get mad, tell it to fuck off
"Nevermore"
>its still fucking there
>I haven't finished annotating
>I need help.

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>>17611619
This is it. This is our peak.

>>17610151
>>17610215
Agreed. Most likely explanation is that someone was bein a creepy fuckwad.

>>17610272
>So many other weird things happened with that dude.

Go on...

>I talked to a cop a few days later (He was my instructor at school.) and he told me there was nothing they could have done anyway, unless the person screamed again and they heard it.

What, he couldn't say someone heard a scream at his place and wanted to check on the guy to make sure he was okay or some excuse like that? Maybe stake out/drive by his house a few times? Or even you guys could have tried that.

>be a teenager
>newhouse.jpg
>can't wait to move in and check it out
>upstairs is spacious, lots of windows, lots of trees
>basement is cool, half furnished and half unfinished
>bathroom, mini-kitchen with fridge and counter, back storage area, living area
>check out mini-kitchen since I will spend time down here playing vidya
>old owners left fridge, check inside for fun
>nothing but bottle of lemon juice in one of those little plastic bottles shaped like a lemon
>pick it up to toss it out
>notice expiration date
>1980
>lol some cleaning skills these people had
>take lemon juice with me to toss out upstairs, no trash can yet down here
>"hey parents check out this old ass lemon juice I found in the fridge in the mini-kitchen downstairs"
>"what mini-kitchen?"
>go back downstairs
>no mini-kitchen, just walls
>check in unfinished area on other side of the basement, mini-kitchen would have extended into this area
>nothing but storage
>but who was lemon juice?
>nope

>be 10 years old me
>have trouble sleeping at night
>would see shadow people regularly
>tell dad
>hits me
>no son of mine is a crazy faggot
>one night was really bad
>woke up
>went to the bathroom to take a leak
>bathroom is connected so that the mirror overlooks my bed
>take a piss
>wash my hands
>look in mirror
>nope.jpg
>a huge tan color bat wing shows up
>too scared to move or scream
>I literally see a demon coming towards me
>pass out
>I never slept in that room for the next few years.

>>17610187
Best evidence of narcolepsy if I ever saw it.

>Boyfriend at the time lives 2 hours away in a remote town smaller then the one I live in
>He comes to get me on weekends to spend time with him at his place
>Road between our towns is super remote, barely any houses along it and has no gas stations in the 2 hour stretch.
>Boyfriend at the time and he had to pull over to pee.
>This stretch has no street lights, no gas station so you're pretty much fucked if you break down.
>He drove the car to truck pull over part (not sure what theyre called) and got out and stood next to my open window facing away from the road so we could keep talking while he did his thing.
>He got back in the car and I thought I had heard someone call out. Now I watch alot of spoopy movies and something in my brain told me not to just get out of the car and start looking around for this noise.
>Now the spot we had parked had no houses near by, we hadn't passed any cars in at least an hour so it freaked me out a bit.
>I told my boyfriend what I heard and he fluffed it off saying I was hearing things.
>He goes to start the car and I hear it louder, it sounds like a woman who's chain smoked her whole life screaming out 'help me'
>Boyfriend hears it too, starts the car with the intention of reversing so he could shine the headlights on the area the noise is coming from
>I'm half out the window squinting into the darkness trying to spot the person
>As the car starts, 5 people stand up from the tall grass and a man yells out 'she asked for help cunt' and a group of people laughing
>They were maybe 10 meters away and started towards the car and I am freaking the fuck out
>Boyfriend slams car into gear and speeds off while I'm winding up my window as fast as I can
>People run onto the road and after the car
>2 out of the 5 people were holding sticks (I think?) could have been bats
>Nope the fuck out, call police and they said theyd send someone to check the area
>Never fucking stop to piss along that stretch again.

>>17610187
>I don't ever lie about stuff like this
Says the bastard deceiver

>>17610151
Mhh i wonder if you had green class, imma post my story

>be me
>9 or 10 year old "french" Flemish kid
>sent in "Autran"
>we're like a huge camp
>the camp have a lot of rooms, we have to put a paper in front of our rooms
>my boys and i call it "les montagnards"
>fast forwards
>one day, we have a huge free time
>there's this room with only girls named "girl power"
>i can't explain how my hatred for females was huge at that time
>they were doing a ouija board
>happymerchant.jpg
>i open their door very lightly and use my vocal cords to do a fucked up voice
>whores run off the room
>handrubbing.gif
>i go back to our room to sip some fucking applejuice like the introvert i am
>see a fucking long white sheet looking thing that goes fucking 200km/h go through the fucking fence
>NOPE.JPEG
french clay is cursed or some shit

>>17611619
Nevermore

>>17612766
>Why police didn't get involved

Well, like I said, they weren't just going to take my word for it. And they weren't gong to take out a house just because I asked them to.


>go on...

Oh gosh where do I start.

My dad and I got one of those "here are all the child molesters in the city" brochure, from an elderly man going door to door trying to raise awareness. We looked through it and started laughing because we knew people in it. Then we saw a guy in it with a different name, but who looked exactly like the neighbor. (this was about 3 years before the screaming thing.) He was listed as living i our city, but his location was unknown. He wasn't on the "must report every year" list that we have here in Texas. He just had to remain a sex offender, but not report all his movements anymore. It may have been the neighbor, may not have been, but gods dammit it looked like him.


Then around that time, I was 16, he'd stand outside and watch my friends and I. We'd go work out in the field, it had a mile long bike trail we'd hike/run. He'd watch us the whole time which was creepy, but not too creepy since we ( at the time) were basically friends with him. He'd never been anything but nice to us (looking back, that does add to the weirdness, yes.)

He had two very odd looking kids (about 6 years old, twins.) stay with him for a few weeks. It was just very surreal. They were like the twins from the shining, basically. And he seemed to treat them very oddly, almost like they were pets. I can't explain it.


Oh, then the last weird thing I remember, and this was only a few months after the screaming thing, was seeing him in a class at the same place I was in the police academy. He was in a motorcycle licensing class in a room down the hall from us. My friend started telling me "Hey some guy in that room keeps staring at you."
All he did was stare at me, and that went on until he finished his class. Even my instructor made a comment of "So what did you do to him?"

>>17613405
>take out

Stake out. Stake out. Not take out.

>>17613351
French kid poster here, I also had other few nopexperiences but not especially during green classes.

>1 year before the alpes happenings
>7 years old
>grandparents have a huge ass house in the Cévennes
>old creepy mansion that's kinda falling apart
>we still have a swimming pool tho behind the house
>between the house and the park (more of a forest actually)
>one night in summer
>with my dog
>taking a "bain de minuit" because holiday
>goes out of the pool to grab a towel
>weird noise like a kind of "moooo" coming from the park like 20m away
>kinda freaked out but anyway "must be a cow"
>dog suddenly sprints in the forest barking like crazy
>stays still there because I'm a coward
>shitshitshit.jpg
>dog stops barking and starts to squee
>like when he's scared or something
>flash comes in my mind suddenly
>"Wait anon, there are absolutely no cows around"
>dog barks like something hit him
>dog comes back sprinting looking scared as shit
>grabs towel
>nope.jpg the fuck out
>talks to big brother the next morning
>"I don't know anon. The park is a weird place at night anyway. Could've been someone making that noise."

To this day I am sure that no human body can make a sound this weird.

>>17613411
Tu serais surpris

>>17613420
Non mais ça faisait vraiment pas un son d'être humain. C'était possiblement un animal mais quand j'ai raconté l'histoire a des potes y'a quelques temps (l'un d'eux est vraiment spécialisé dans le domaine des bruits étranges émis par le corps humain, crois moi), mais aucun n'a réussi a refaire le bruit tel que je l'avais entendu.

Et puis si c'était un humain qui avait fait ce bruit, c'est encore plus flippant étant donné la délimitation du parc, l'heure de l'évènement et le manque crucial d'habitants dans les alentours de la maison, dans un coin très reculé sur le flanc d'une montagne en Lozère.

>>17611619

Eat my shorts.

>>17613405

>here are all the child molesters

Holy shit can people be stupid. The sex offenders list isn't just child molesters. In fact, most people on it were put on it for stopping alongside the road to take a piss.

>>17613622
You think I don't know that? Or can you not discern sarcasm in quotes?

The thing the old dude gave us did have to do with actual convicted rapists/molestors though. It was for people who were, or who are currently on probation for more serious crimes than pissing by the road.

>>17613594
spoopy

>be me
>around 8 y/o
>in school
>playing with 3 friends inside the building
>see one of them
>begin to chase him
>He runs up a staircase leading to the second floor
>staircase has abrupt turns
>chase him up the second set
>realise i was chasing a black figure
>stop chase and run down
>blurryspeedoflight.jpeg
>find my 3 friends waiting
>few weeks later see black figure outside classroom door
>other 2 friends confirm they saw the figure

Bumper

>13
>bed time
>run through pitch black room to jump onto my bed so Satan doesn't grab my foot from under my bed

>>17610151
>we all aggree to never talk about this again
why though?

>>17611619
Sounds like you aren't a fan of Poe

>Nevermore

>>17615712
Calm the fuck down, ok? It's late and i'm scared.

>>17613351
What? You're a walloon living in flanders? Or you're french living in flanders? You confuse me.

>>17613142
Holy shit this is freaky

>>17613142
Oh for fuck's sake... it's just a variation on that shitty pasta where there are two bodies lying in the road and then they stand up after the onlookers drive away, revealing they had hammers in their hand. Or come out from hiding in the tall grass just reveal their ruse. It's such shit.

>Wife is on porch doing interview with podcast
>Go check on her, and she's kinda spooked
>Points to tall person in a shitty suit walking down the road. Walking like a robot and smoking.
>Snapping right hand to mouth with cig like a broken gif
>Walking like Hitler youth marching
>Sees us on porch and crosses road before we get a good look at him. Pale as the moon.
>Leaves view around corner of street.
>Sharp scream ten minutes later down the road.
>Crazy man doubletimes it up the road, glaring at us as he passes under street light. Pale skin, young looking, and dead eyes.
>Disappears into the rapidly approaching fog.
> Nope into the house with lights on rest of night.

This was a spooky as event that I'm still concerned about. He felt... Unreal as if he had no clue how to walk or smoke much less function. I think we encountered either a mib or a representative of death.

>Be 16 y/o me
>Just sitting at my pc watching youtube and shit
>It's about 2am
>I get ready for bed
>And make my dog move to the end of the bed
>MFW he moves to my pillow
>FuckIt.png
>Gets in bed, lights off
>Hear a big loud ass dog yelp right down my ear
>Gets out of bed and turns on light
>Dog looks pissed cus I woke it up with the light
>Goes back to bed
>The next day see fully mutilated dog (like no skin or anything be dragged into a grave outside of my friends house
>At school I ask him "What was with the dog burial?"
>He says to me "We heard him yelp in the living room, when we went down stairs we saw him dead, and all skin was gone."
>He looked like he was going to burst into tears.
>I nope when I see his dog (all skin 'n' such) outside my house at 1am
>Sitting and staring at me.

>>17619114
Well fuck that shit

>Be me, 18
>Dicking around with my phone at like 2AM
>Hear a voice in the living room
>A man's voice
>"Must be my dad" I thought
>Suddenly hear my parents' door open
>Can distinguish it because it makes like a popping sound when opened
>Hear my dad saying "Who's there?"
>Silence
>Silence for like 30 seconds
>Hear door closing
>NOPE.jpg
>Curl up in a ball under the covers
>Didn't sleep because I was too scared

This is why living in Mexico sucks, everything wants to fucking possess you

>be me
>1990's, 6-8 years old
>live in heavily wooded mountain neighborhood in WA, neighbors are far and few between.
>had a legit tree house just inside the edge of the forest, still visible from the back of the house, built 15 feet up some massive pines by my dad before he passed
>come inside for afternoon snack
>mom is waiting at the back door, grabs me clumsily, takes me to living room away from the floor-to-ceiling windows at the back of the house
>says not to go in kitchen or bedroom (the rooms with big windows facing the back yard)
>watch some nick jr, mom on the phone in next room over
>tells me to grab toothbrush and pj's, spending the night at gma's place in town

>sleepover at gma's, pancakes for dinner, the usual.
>mom says neighbors reported a bear in the area
>doesn't let me use tree house for months

>10 years later remember that day
>ask mom about it
>she had seen a man standing under the tree house looking up

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Sorry in advance for my English

>Be 18 yo me
>Family moves into new house
>Feeling relieved because old house was haunted as fuck and full of spoopy shit
>Like hearing voices, shadows, feeling people moving around in the room, etc.
>Go to the kitchen
>in front of stove with a pan in hand about to make dinner
>Look down
>Notice a shadow
>wtf.jpg
>Stare at shadow for a bit
>What the fuck there's no windows here for shadows to form and the light is dim
>Suddenly shadow starts moving in its place
>like doing mocking dance at me
>"HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCKING FUCKS HOW IS THE SHADOW MOVING THAT'S NOT MY SHADOW HOLY SHIT"
>Hold the pan in my hands for dear life while staring at the shadow mocking me
>If the shadow tries something I'll throw the fucking pan at it and run away
>Shadow slowly starts fading away until it's gone completely
>Bro comes in five seconds later into the kitchen and asks me whats up
>mfw

>>17620066
>have tears in my eyes like you do when you realize how close you came to something absolutely terrifying even if it was ages ago
>have flashbacks
>10 years ago
>nighttime, I have my own twin bed next to my moms in the only bedroom
>massive floor-to-ceiling windows cover one side of the room, giant rectangles of darkness at night
>no curtains or blindes to close because secluded forest house and no neighbors to peer in
>trying to fall asleep while mom reads in bed, can see our reflection in the glass by the light of her bedside lamp
>guard light goes on, reflections replaced by the dimly lit back yard
>happens at least twice a night, nothing special, often see deer or raccoons
>watch the moths circling the light until it fades away
>darkness again, almost asleep
>startling noise
>it's the cat having a hairball on the floor, all hunched over
>get up with intent to put something under him to save the carpet
>not having a hairball
>hissing at the window, ears back, just staring
>mom sits up and guard light comes back on in the same moment
>figure of a man, just visible at the edge of the weak guard light
>facing us, just standing
>mom violently smashes lamp to the ground so we're not illuminated
>guard light goes back off, total darkness now, have to feel our way around
>mom sounds like she's screaming but without voice, just a hiss, I'm crying
>leads me out of one dark room into the next
>not sure what to do, just sit, wait, listen
>hear the backyard screen door creak open, mom can't remember if back door is locked
>out the front door running towards the van, parked way too far away at the top of our long steep driveway
>everything's a blur and we seem to move surreally fast like you do when you run in the dark
>drive to gma's
>police called
>they find bedroom window smashed completely out, fingerprints on the door knobs, but never find out whose
>sell house
>live in cookie cutter neighborhood with lots of neighbors

>>17620166
well fuck

>>17610025

Here's a true one that happened to me.
>true stories on /x/

I know, but hear me out. It's not ghosts or tulpa bullshit.

>be 7, end of first grade in Florida
>be friends with Mat, 6 year old kid in my class and his brother Adam, 8 or 9 year old kid in 2nd grade because I used to go to a grade higher for reading
>Go to super soaker birthday party at Mat and Adam's house
>their mom made us pizza bagels and let us play their new Area 51 arcade game. Adam and I loved alien shooter games like A51.
>On the humvee level and his mom calls adam and mat to come and take medicine
>we all bed down for the night
>mad because I wanted to beat the game
>I wake up to my mom carrying me out of the house
>Cops and ambulances everywhere
>Other kids being carried out
>Turns out their mom didn't give them medicine, but morphine overdoses
>Put them in their van in the garage, closed the door, ran a hose from the muffler to the window of the car and turned the engine on
>Go to sleep herself in the van
>Adam wakes up disoriented, hot, and thirsty
>Calls his grandma for help because Mat and his mom arent waking up, confused and scared
>Grandma calls cops
>They find suicide notes where she admits she was killing herself and her two boys because she suspected her ex-husband was sexually abusing them, so they were all going to heaven together
>Adam and his mom survived, Mat died at 6 years old
>Adam's dad took him away and I never saw him again
>After several years of his mom's trial and Adam in therapy, she's about to get off because the sheriff's department seized a ton of shit like the hose and notes without evidence
>Suddenly Adam is ready to testify against his mother
>Instead of facing a probable death sentence, she negotiates a plea deal with the prosecution and gets 20 years + credit for the six years she'd spent in jail up until that point

Her name is Kristina Gaime and she's set to get out this year and be on this side of the bars for the first time since 1999.

>>17620066
Holy shit.

>>17620066
>>17620166

Jesus christ how horrifying.

>>17620291
>she's real

Fuck.

http://www.sptimes.com/2005/10/06/Pasco/Mother_pleads_guilty_.shtml

http://www.sptimes.com/News/021301/TampaBay/Boy_recounts_his_nigh.shtml

And you were really there? There's nothing in any articles I'm finding about a friend staying over. If you're legit, you're lucky she didn't try to kill you too, but makes me wonder why she'd do it when they had a friend over.

>>17617306
no, its not. I had actually read that pasta before it happened which was a big reason why I didnt get out of the car because that was in the back of my mind. I also remember watching a movie where there was abandoned cars with people laying on the road which was another reason.
Not everyone on this board is recycling pasta man

>>17620670
You're lying through your teeth. They all end the same goddamn retarded way Nobody goes to the trouble to set up a trap, waiting for hours in the middle of nowhere, then reveals themselves when their potential victims catch on. Does not fucking happen.

eh why not.

>be me, age 13 in Palestine for the summer chilling with a cousin and a friend of ours

>decide to go into the wooded area with abandoned houses and shit because edgy danger

>most are lame and obviously disheveled.

>find a place that's pretty stable and decide to go upstairs because fuck it.

>soon after start hearing noise downstairs.

>we ignore it.

>it continues so we go see what it is.

>seems like nothing as changed.

wtf

>we start hearing something running into the room we were in.

>ohfuck.jpg

>luckily we were ready to book it out the door because what we saw made us shit ourselves and run away.

>IT WAS A HUGE FUCKING DOG AND IT WAS NOT HAPPY TO SEE US.

>we run like fuck even after the dog stops chasing us

>we end up going back it my house and drinking Coca-Cola and talking

we never went back and that was some good coke.

>>17611619
I kekkered

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>>17613142
>>17620670

Here, I have painstakingly composed a collection of stories from 4plebs to show you what I mean. I'm sure there are more, but these were the most I could find for now. Last two before yours, which I have added to the list, seem to be a re-telling of the same story.

In these stories, the following ALWAYS happens:

Anon is driving, usually alone, so they would be vulnerable if something happened, but occasionally there are one or two other people with them.

There looks to be a car accident or pileup. There are ALWAYS two bodies lying face-down in the road, sometimes more, but at least two. It's either a man and a woman (more common) or two guys.

Anon ALWAYS gets a creepy feeling about the whole setup instead of being concerned and going to help or calling 911 and starts to drive away.

The two "bodies" ALWAYS get up in plain view and either stare creepily while just standing there or run at the car. Sometimes they will have something in their hand, like a hammer. Never anything more dangerous or useful, like a gun, which would be more practical and easier to control their would-be victim(s) with.

In scenario two, you have a fuckton of people, usually more than five, often more than ten, that will then emerge from the side of the road, usually where there is tall grass, and often with bats or sticks. They will either join in the creepy staring or pursue the car, even though that's futile.

With the exception of your story, no one ever fucking calls the police after this to report the lunatics trying to kidnap/murder/maim unsuspecting travelers.

The reason why I'm so annoyed by this is that it's been posted dozens of times and everyone swears up and down this story is true and really, really happened to them! If they would at least admit it's pasta or an urban legend, it wouldn't be quite as annoying.

>>17616083
Well first, it was awkward for everyone, we were not even able to explain what happened, plus we never saw each other again, they were only coworker's children.

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This happened a few months ago when me and a few friends decided to explore an abandoned industrial site

>exploring site
>getting kinda late
>start walking past some machines
>narrow spaces between them so we have to walk in single file
>we get out into a clearing
>we stop when we hear footsteps from where we were
>stand there for a solid 5 minutes in silence looking back and forward at eachother
>we assume it was just our own steps echoeing
>we walk over to a small area underneath a walkway
>look around for a while laughing at somethings we find there
>for some eason there were a bunch of game cases
>there for a few minutes taking pictures
>look up and friend
>what the fuck.jpg
>theres a noose hanging about a foot behind him
>stand there for a few seconds
>say pretty calmly "oh shit theres a noose"
>friends laugh assuming I was kidding
>"no seriously"
>they both look up
>we stand there for a few seconds
>all simultaniously walk back the way we came in a kind of panicked walk/run
>we get out the front and talk about the noose
>we all agree it was probably just some edgy teens
>continue to explore the rest of the site

Never been back and had forgotten about it until I saw another story in the thread

pic related, got a picture before we walked out

Here's a forum post I did about the whole trip if you're interested
http://www.28dayslater.co.uk/fullers-earthworks-redhill-february-2016.t101927

>>17610151

I love you, anon

>>17610187

>I calmly shit a brick

kek

Be me, see something out of the corner of my eye,
it's nothing...I shit myself.

>>17621548
KKK was up to no good
Starting trouble in your neighborhood

>>17612826
Happen to know the background story of the house?
Impure spirits lies where is either abandoned, far away from people or where real evil sins have been committed

For reference check the Connecticut apparitions case

>>17613142
I'm not claiming this is necessarily pasta. I group of robbers in my city used an alike modus operandi:

>a girl by the road screamed for help in a unlighted section of an avenue in a wooded area. People trying to help got robbed from men coming out the trees

>>17613420
>>17613594
Speak American, you baguette-rune fucks.

>>17615712
Jess
I know this feel

>>17621742
>>Crazy shit g⥈es d⥈wn ⥈n my campus
>>i miss it all
>>c⥈me in the next day and my mate tells me there 14 dead
why was this deleted?

>>17613003
better that filming evidence of a person having narcolepsy?

gosh anon such a Sherlock.

>>17610151
>we all agree to never talk about this again

Why do people always say this?

>>17610272
>GF
Fake and gay

>>17610025

Guy asked if I wanted a soda.

I see that this thread is pretty old now and people might not even read my personal story of when we used to live in this one house. I dont have any pictures of the place cause i never thought anything paranormal was going on but here is my story

>grow up poor as shit but father got a job down in Florida paying good money
>move into house, everything is normal
>one night while eating ramen and watching fresh prince of bel air on nick at night, see a thin white figure as tall as my ceiling(i cant touch ceiling without ladder) pass through the hallway out of the corner of my eye
>pass it off as dust
>go bankrupt, move out of house
>after moving out, my mother tells me stories of what happened when everyone was gone for the summer except her
>she mentions a tall white figure that passed through the same hallway
>i tell her about it and then she really opens up and tells her story in full detail now

lots of bad shit happened to us while we were living there. Never thought it was anything paranormal, just a rough patch in our lives. Have a few more short stories about this house if anyone is interested.
Oh and also, the address of the place was 209 Edgewater Branch Drive, 32259 if anyone is interested in the history of tenants there.

Nothing supernatural but still creepy as fuck

>Be me, 8 or 9
>Just moved out from what I later learned was the ghetto into a new house in the woods
>Go from always having a little light from the street lights to advanceddarkness.jpg
>Forest surrounds us on 3 sides, creepy as hell to kid me
>Sleeping one night, woken up by some sort of scream
>bolt up, thinking it might have been a nightmare
>nope, happens again, I huddle under the blankets so the monsters don't kill me

Later found out it was a fucking fox, fuck those things for sounding like the damned at all hours of the night

>>17623069
I don't understand why people are always like "I have more if anyone's interested"

Motherfucker that's what this thread is for. Post your stories you cornbread eating honky motherfucker.

>>17615712
>post gives permanent insomnia

>>17623069
Lol. I worked for Comcast out there. That is St Johns...nice area really.

>>17623138
these stories aren't exactly scary or spooky. Its just creepy to me personally now that i think about it and see the coincidences. but ill share some more but i doubt they will creep you out.

>>17623149
yea it is. Its a really nice neighborhood, everyone is very friendly there. I see now a pool was added to that house.

Hold on, ill post a few more stories into one post.

>>17615712
This shit just got real

>>17623168
>be summer time
>me and my sis go up to pittsburgh to visit friends and my bro goes up to rochester to visit friends. Dad is in DC cause he got a new job and we just wanted to stay and finish high school before moving again
>mom is alone for a whole month
>she said several nights out of the week she would hear pots and pans being moved around and banging into each other making a lot of noise
>first night she heard it, she was awoken from it
>she is absolutely frightened it is an intruder and calls my father instead of 911
>father tells her to immediately hang up and call 911
>she, for some odd reason, decides to just lock her door and wait for it to stop
>eventually it stops, she goes out after hours of waiting and sees nothing was stolen and no one is inside the house
>this happens for 3 or 4 nights per week
>eventually she gets fed up
>as soon as she hears it again, she runs out into the living room and screams some religious stuff
>does nothing, this keeps happening until we are back from the trip

another
>my sisters room is always cold as fuck
>we just think the AC works the best in her room
>her friends always jokes around that our house is haunted cause her door closes and opens regularly every night and her room is always cold
>they don't care though, they love sleeping warm and comfy with the cold surroundings
>this is the same room me and my mother saw the tall white thing move towards

Not gonna green text this next few bits of info.
We nearly went broke due to my father picking up a gambling addiction. Parents almost have divorce due to constant fighting. My sister nearly loses her eyesight in both eyes due to corneal ulcer development. I have two times where i got extremely depressed but i think this is cause of me missing my friends and my first gf break up. We eventually had to foreclose and move into townhouse nearby. Everything is running smoothly again.
Not exactly creepy stuff, but i guess some interesting stuff to tell people...

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>>17610025

>Be broke as shit, 11, living with dqf
>one of the smallest, shittiest houses in our small, upple middle class community
>turning off living room lights before bed
>as soon as i switch one off I feel something standing less than an inch away from me
>i can't explain it. I just got that feeling you get when someone is breathing down your neck, except it was infront of me
>i went to take a step forward but couldn't because of that
> can faintly make out a shorter black figure
>next day, tell my dad
"Was it short?"

That was just the first instance. A lot of weird things happened during the following years. Apparently that house was once some kind of church.

>>17620942
There was noone lying on the road, was with my boyfriend, no cars anywhere, no houses anywhere, no street lights for at least an hour. This was on a back bush road that leads to a very small mining town. I called the police once we drove away. They came from bush scrub/land. Tried to find the area but google street view doesn't have street view for that road. It was at a truck pull over part on the road, if that makes sense, where the road has a wider part for people to pull over without being on the road

>be me 18
>take my new gf(of abour 4 months) on a float trip
(for those of you who dont know what that is its basicly you mosey arround a river/creek in a canoe or raft with some booze and food and just have a good time)
>finish the trip and head back to the cabin
>basicly the size of a mobile home. one bed, shower and kitchen
>two entrances
>we make dinner and go to watch a movie on my laptop
>after all that we head off to bed.
>about 2am i hear the shower turn on but my gf is next to me.
>(LOCKED) door was opened to the outside aswell as the bathroom door open with the shower on.
>tactically nope the fuck out and lock all doors. arm myself with a hunting knife.
>fall back asleep facing the door to protect the gf
>wake up somewhere arround 4:30am
>door handle jiggling lightly as if someone was messing with it.
>rush to the door to open it
>unlock it
>no one there.

we left that morning. We didnt want to be human soup for some imbred backwoods hick. was a pretty scarry experience all in all.

>Me
>11 or 12 can't really remember
>Lived in this really weird apartment for about two or three years, lived with just my mom
>Don't know if it was haunted but sometimes I would get a really strong feeling of being watched
>Just a creepy vibe in general
>Anyways, I remember there was one occasion that while I was in bed at night I felt a finger poke me and it scared the fuck out of me
>Mom just dismissed it as me hallucinating
>Few months later
I forgot to add that I had this metal bunk bed where the mattress on the top and there was a desk at the bottom. It was very flimsy
>Wake up at like 1 in the morning
>Bed is VIOLENTLY shaking, like someone was trying to pull the entire thing apart
>Had no clue what to do, so I just layed there without moving so that whatever was doing wouldn't it know I was up there
>Million things going through my mind
>Was it a robber? A demon? Did my mom go crazy?
>After 2 hours in, it doesn't stop
>Decide there is nothing I could do so I just fall asleep
>Wake up in the morning, the bed wasn't shaking anymore
>Mom was at work and I was freaking the fuck out
>Had to call my friends parents to come to my house because I was too scared to be in there
>Waited outside I'm pajama shorts and no shirt and no shoes

It was by far the scariest moment of my life. I honestly don't know how I was able to sleep it off. I honestly don't know what it could have been.

>>17610025
Are you one of those youtubers who steals people's stories and then cry when others read it too?

>>17610025
>be firefighter
>small city town
>spooky call on abandoned farm
>random fire
>must be lightning or something
>get there and the entire old silo and barn is in flames
>we start putting it out best we can
>the flames keep burning hotter and hotter and we are no longer making much of a difference
>we let it burn and control it from spreading
>after it burns out we go in to investigate
>there is a charred skeleton where then couch inside the barn house used to be
>sitting in a perfect upright position with a shattered whiskey glass jammed into his hand
>we eventually find man who owns property to identify the body
>he says he checks the property once every few days and he was there last night checking on the property and everything was alright
>the time he gives us doesnt make sense because we were fighting the blaze and the fire had already engulfed the barn house and silo by then
>investigator comes in and asks him harder questions and about the body in the charred ashes of the living room
>the man laughs at the questions and asks if he can leave
>we cannot hold him obviously we have nothing against him
>he drives off in an old red chevy pickup back towards the abandoned property

>days later
>coming through the farm, we find the charred body of a pickup
>red paint remnants and was a chevy looking exactly like what the man was driving
>we ask around the neighbors and they tell us the property has not had any visitors for atleast the last decade
>they say the old man who owned it died 8-9 years ago
>i freak out and nothing makes sense

>to this day no one knows what the fuck happened and we assume the man died on his couch and nobody knew about him till ligjtning struck his barn 9 years later and it burned

>however this doesnt explain the living man who we questioned and said he owns the property
>we assume it was some crazy old dude or homeless person

>i think it was a ghost

>>17611619
kekvermore

>>17610025
Just spelled NOPE with taps on ur monitor.
MIB

>>17617848
I think It's far more likely that man was high af.

Personal haunted house story, had many experiences at this house.

>be me
>7 year old canuck, bud
>just moved into a house with my mom
>parents divorced
>everything seemed cool at first
>one night my dog starts growling
>starts whining and scratching my door
>i open my door to let her in but she's not there
>wutnigga.jpeg
>run to my bed as fast as i can
>skip forward to another night
>woke up to use the washroom
>see little elf looking things in the darkest corners of my house
>assume i'm still dreaming
>do business and head back to my room
>later on in the night i wake up to my blanket being ripped off of me
>assume it's doge
>go to grab my blanket and realize it's halfway under my bed and the door is closed
>doge is not in room

I lived in that house for a few years, there was always stuff like that happening to me. My mom never noticed anything herself except on the rare occasion where I'd be sleep walking, I would stand there at her bedroom doorway and just stare at her, I would have no recollection of me doing that. At that house I would also experience sleep paralysis not once but many times. Anyways, that's all I can think of, if you're interested in hearing more don't be afraid to ask.

Always post this in nope threads and it gets dismissed as fake or pasta..
>be 12
>live in Waldron Arkansas
>pretty isolated town, maybe 3,000 people tops
>have a fire in a burn barrel almost every night
>be chillin by burn barrel
>realize I stared at the fire for too long, everyone has gone inside
>walk back to the gravel carport area where the backdoor is
>at screen door, decide to look at fire to make sure its cool to just leave it unattended
>see grey humanoid that is a little over six and a half feet tall
>entity had slimy lookint skin
>head shaped like a squid with no visible facial features
>cupped hands with no fingers and shape similiar to head
>get scared and want to go inside but everything goes blurry and fades to black
>wake up fully clothed in bathtub around 1:00am
>mom and dad stikk up, drinking rolling doobs
>asked mom how I got there
>said I came inside after dinner (we often ate outside) all calm like and just laid down in the tub and went to sleep
>nope.tiff

>>17620942
Ever seen Children of Men?

>>17623847
Whoops, left my shitposting trip on.

>>17623742
Where was the house? Could've been duende, which are basically like little gnome/fairy type things that like to abduct children. They were popular for a bit here on /x/ a while back when some guy posted a few stories about his encounters with one.

>>17623853
Shame, shaaaaame.

>>17621682
Actually from what I was told, someone committed suicide in the room I slept in. The person hanged themselves I think?

>>17610187

it's possible you fell asleep. i've fallen asleep and woke without realizing i slept. it was like blinking, but with a 2 hour time difference.

>Be me
>10 years old
>In bed, I think it's around 3 am
>My bedroom is the only room upstairs
>Wide awake for some reason
>Have this really small door in my closet that leads to an attic
>Always scared of the attic, refuse to open it or even go near it for some reason
>Feeling really uneasy for some reason
>Creaking noises out of fucking nowhere
>Take deep breaths, it's probably just because the house is old
>Realize they are coming from the attic
>Borderline about to shit my pants
>Hide under my blanket, peeking at my closet door from underneath it
>The creaking sounds stop
>Finally
>Relief at last
>I realize it was probably just the flooring or something
>Get comfy again
>"PRRRT"
>It sounds like a loud fart
>The sound is muffled, coming directly from my closet, where the attic is
>Hide underneath the blanket until I fall asleep
>Never told anyone
>Moved out a year later
>The memory still haunts me

>>17623881
Waldron Arkansas. A street called Featherstone but the sign faded to "Featherston" Lived near a creak and had a backyard, plus the land near the creek. This thing was tall so maybe It wasn't a gnome or fairy but hey, how would I know?

>>17625014
Duende are a popular thing in Spanish speaking countries, should've said that. You said they were little elf looking things, though.

>>17625017
I thought you replied to me when you didn't... Oops

>>17623576
My friend had a similar thing when he was a firefighter, but a bunch of teenagers/early 20s kids were brought in for arson since theyd set fire to an abandoned house in the middle of nowhere - turned out some homeless guy had gone in there years before and died (i think he OD'd), and initially they thought he'd died in the fire. The looks on the faces of those kids when they thought they had actually killed someone was incredible, apparently. Luckily for them the fire had been put out early enough that they determined the body had been there way before the fire, or they could have been tried for manslaughter (i guess). They were much better behaved after that apparently, there was a pretty big drop in shit like break ins and petty theft (guess that thing about the majority of crime being committed by a minority of people was true for that area).

>>17620942
The Indians in Kenwood Oklahoma used to do shit like that. Sometimes it would be a couch sometimes it'd be a stopped car in the middle of the road. If you were white and dumb enough to stop they'd want a toll (wallet), if you had a boat they would steal all of your fishing gear. But yeah pretty similar set up. It happens all over the world because it works.

>be me
>16
>parents are out at dinner with friends so i have home to myself
>CSGO for an hour or so
>parents call saying theyre going to friends house and will be back around 11 pm at latest
>start to get tired and go to bed around 10
>note im very paranoid when it comes to being at house alone
>check all doors and windows to see if locked
>go in bedroom, close door and go to bed
>get woken up by parents at 11:30
>theyre concerned asking why i went outside late at night and why front door was open
>eerie_realization.jpg
>make excuse that one of my friends came over and they must of been in a hurry to go back home and forgot to close front door
>curious I ask if my bedroom door was closed when they got home
>they say it wasnt

>>17610272
not a serial killer/10 he was probably having his own paranormal experience

>>17619740
viva mexico wey

>be me
>5/6 years old
>live in 2 story home that my family built
>2 bathrooms upstairs, one is in between me and my sister's room and the other is at the end of a long hallway
>no one uses the bathroom at the end of the hall because it is at the far end of the house near the guest room and there isn't much reason to go there
>wake up from midday nap and step out into the hallway
>bathroom door is wide open and my mother is inside doing something in the mirror
>call out, "hi mom"
>she replies, "hey honey"
>continue down the stairs to go watch TV or some shit
>walk the 2 seconds down the stairs and through the dining room
>my mom is sitting at the table having a cigarette
>wtf

Gives me chills thinking about it. There's no way she could have got downstairs that fast without me seeing her. The only way downstairs was the single long staircase that I was using. Lots of strange stories from that house.

>>17625541

here's another, i wasnt in the room for this one but i've heard it from both my parents.

just a preface. the dining room was set up as such: large table with chairs in the centre, a sliding glass door behind it. to the right was the kitchen with a window above the sink and to the left was the entrance to the living room. all open concept. once you open the screen door there was a long wood patio which lead out to a huge yard.

>dad is sitting at dining room table having a cigarette and talking to my mom
>mom is doing dishes or some shit in the kitchen
>dad says he'll be right back and gets up
>goes outside to the patio and then out to the yard
>there's an old man in our yard
>he's looking around, just observing the house
>my dad walks up to him and they talk about the house(it was newly built) and the property, old guy seems to know a lot about it.
>he leaves and my dad returns back to the house.
>mom asks what he was doing
>he tells my mom about the encounter and about how weird it was
>my mom is confused and says she saw him through the window
>there was no old man
>my dad was just walking around the yard and chatting
>???

this "old guy" was actually spotted by my grandfather too

>grandfather parks in our driveway
>sees old man standing on our patio
>parents are sitting inside at dining room table
>grandpa waves to the old man and then comes into our house from the front door
>as they are talking, my grandpa interjects, "where did that guy who was out back go? who was he?"
>my parents nope the fuck out
>"what guy?"
>all 3 of them look around outside for like a half hour
>no old man

>>17625580
>>17625541

oh another strange occurrence too

>be me between the ages of 4 and 6
>sleeping in my bed
>wake up every night around 2/3am
>most nights i see the black silhouette of a man in the corner of my room
>he is wearing a suit, a hat, and holds a briefcase
>don't know how i could distinguish because he was just a black silhouette
>parents tell me i would have long conversations with him about random shit and tell them about it
>would fall back asleep peacefully
>some nights when he wasn't there, I would see brightly coloured holographic figments of toys and little elves dancing on my floor
>would always nope out and run to my parents room
>they would be all over my bedroom floor and along the hallway to my parents room

don't know if it was a hallucination or night terrors or what

also

>middle of the day, laying in my parents bed
>doze off for a while
>when I wake up it's still bright out
>laying there for a while and try to get up
>skin starts to feel all prickly and sensitive like when your foot falls asleep but all over my body
>can't move
>try to call out for my mom
>can't speak
>literally paralyzed in bed
>internally noping the fuck out
>close my eyes, fall back asleep
>wake up to my coming to get me for dinner
>everything is fine

Shit's haunted, bro. Thanks for the stories.

>>17620942
>>17620678
>>17617306
Ever heard of "truth is stranger than fiction"? I'm guessing you don't have much life experience if you think that could only happen in a pasta.

>>17623500
Had a bunk bed once. There was a full matress on the bottom and a twin up top. The only thing holding the mattress was rows of bars. You could push your feet up through them and shake the shit out of the mattress up top but for the mattress on the bottom, nobody can fit under there cause we shoved shoe boxes and toys under. One night my sister and I were playing on the bottom bunk and the mattress started shaking like someone or something was kicking it from underneath, we shat brix and I froze in fear while my sister jumped off and I yelled for her to save me and she pulled me off and the bed stopped moving instantly.

>be me a few years ago
>about 16
>live in a fairly new neighborhood, one of the first families to move in
>house down the street a little older older than ours
>original owners moved out in less than two years, new buyers only stayed for six months a time, longest family to own it moved out and put it up for lease
>house was unoccupied and for sale at the time
>sortofsuspicious.wav
>gf (now ex) comes over one day
>I tell her I think that the house is haunted
>she was really into this kinda shit, she says let's go
>head down street
>no supplies but my phone, whatever
>doors are locked (duh)
>windows also locked
>"I can open the back door if we head back to your house and get a credit card, anon"
>head back to my house
>acquire credit card, return to haunted house
>only about ten minutes or less have passed
>window screen for window leading into garage has been popped off
>window unlocked, slightly open
>gf and I exchange glances, go in anyway

Will cont in a second, I wrote down the whole story in my diary the day it happened and now I need to go look it up to get the details right.
By the way, for some reason, I'm sure that it was me who removed the window screen and unlocked the window. I don't know how I could have done that since all windows around here unlock from the inside and obviously I have no memory of doing so, but I have a very strong feeling that someone came and told me that I let us into that house. I don't know who, though...

This is actually a friend's story, but I'll share it anyway

>be me
>be 13
>wealthy family, a big brother and a little sister
>big house
>live on the top floor
>at night, can's sleep
>hear noises at night
>meh.jpg
>see shilouettes walking in front of door
>wtf.jpg
>probably just family members using the bathroom
>two people pass
>oshit.jpg
>thinking about how robbers got in
>trying to not breathe so loud
>FUCKINGLEAVE.png
>finally morning comes
>missing a few jewels
>thankfully everyones fine

It was super fucking creepy. Even just listening to the story.

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>>17610025
>Be me, many years ago
>Just got home from amusement park trip
>Rode Haunted House
>Closed eyes most of the time, held onto dad
>Bedtime
>Nightmare
>I wake up, but can't get out of bed
>I realize there's a metal rod sticking out of my back
>I'm an animatronic in a haunted house
> Every two minutes I involuntarily sit up and scream at riders
>Wake up screaming, parents rushed in to comfort me
>Most vivid dream of my life. Still remember it to this day.
>Pic related

>>17625776
wake me up

>>17625737
Sounds like you narrowly escaped this >>17625394

>>17612774
Do you still have the lemon juice?
When was your house built?
Do you think you experienced some sort of 'timeline shift'

>>17625751
cont. I couldn't find the entry, so I'm just going off of memory here.
>go into house, nothing weird so far apart from the window thing
>gf suggests we start in the basement
>start looking for basement door, of course the house is very empty, although all the lights/power are still on
>start getting weird feeling
>like, REALLY weird feeling
>hairs on the back of neck are standing up
>just want to get out of here and go home
>shouldn't be here
>express this to gf
>"it's fine, anon!"
>head to basement
>bad feeling suddenly... stops
>I'm fine now

Gf commented on it later - how I suddenly got all calm as soon as I was in the basement. Apparently my tone of voice changed, too. It's difficult to remember all this...

>continue through house
>once we leave basement, I get the idea to record stuff on my phone
>not much happening
>in an empty room on the second floor
>we find something in the corner of the room
>hard to describe, when I first saw it I thought it was one of those things you get when lightning strikes sand
>bronze-colored and lumpy, organic-looking
>I didn't get a good look at it at the time
>looking back on the footage I took of it, it looked like some kind of twisted human figure, or maybe two cherubs trying to eat each other
>really fucking weird and had no reason to be there, is what I'm saying
>gf runs over to it, picks it up, hides it in closet and closes the door
"why'd you do that?"
>"I don't know! I just had this urge! it was almost like I wasn't in control of my body..."

Of course, she pulled shit like that all time, part of the reason why we broke up.

>later we split up
>I'm on one side of the house (still upstairs), she's somewhere else
>she comes running up to me
>"did you hear that?? i heard singing!"
>I had been humming. I tell her so, and even hum the same tune again
>"no, no, I heard lyrics. and that wasn't the tune!"
>I didn't hear a thing

Not done yet.

>>17625699
Yeah of all the things on this board i dont get how that is so hard to believe. I've never experienced any of the person asking for help/fake accident ones, but I bumped into own of those fake road block ones.

Someone had set it up on a road near me where you can just about fit two cars, and he'd blocked either side with barriers so there was just space for one car in the middle, where he was stood blocking it.

>he tries to wave me forward so that I'm nearer him
>stop 10m back so that I can floor it forward when he moves
>start rolling my window down acting like I believe him so he heads towards me.
>Hes just a few meters away now and lined up with the side of my car
>Floor it
>Ran over his foot, hope i broke some toes kek
>Call da popo as soon as im past him

They arrested him and he didn't have any weapons on him or anything, wasnt a spoopy murderer just thought he would make some cash by making a toll road. Honestly he's lucky he didnt get the shit beaten out of him since he didnt have anything on him to defend him. I probably did him a favour getting him arrested

>>17610025
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YcBTdB5Pj3s

>>17625804
Should be last one now.

>later still
>about to leave house
>hear footsteps
>sound a little heavy to be gf, definitely not echoes
>realize they're coming from behind me, gf is right in front of me
>turn around (still filming)
>nothing there
>finally leave house

>make it home
>had I think four different videos of inside and outside the house
>hook phone up to gf's computer
>try to watch videos
>not working very well
>watch one, it stops halfway through and deletes itself
>can't watch any of the other ones
>thinking it's a compatibility problem, I take a video of my pets and hook phone back up
>works fine
>give up on trying to watch videos on computer, just watch them on phone
>footsteps from earlier captured
>one video has a person-shaped shadow in it, didn't belong to me or gf
>after watching them, put phone down, discuss
>gf and I both sitting a good yard away from phone, neither of us touch it
>gf suddenly looks over at phone
>"anon, were you messing with your phone while I wasn't looking?"
"what? no"
>pick up phone
>it was recording
>stop recording and watch video
>black, since camera was face-down on bed (screen was facing up, probably why gf noticed anything)
>can clearly hear gf and i talking in the background
>can also hear indistinct voices over ours, sounds like they were speaking directly into phone
>can make out "shut up, they're going to hear" and some other things - I don't remember
>video deletes itself
>fuckthat.mp4

That's about where it ends. I had nightmares that night, and never went in that house again.
People live there now, anyway. They always have a bunch of people over on Sundays. Haven't talked to them. I wonder what happened to that figure?

>>17610272
>Be about 3 years ago.
>Still living at home with my parents
where else would you be, nigger?

>>17613142
>Boyfriend at the time
fucking slut

>>17623500
>13
>overnight with friends and a friend's house
>told us already creepy things occur frequently
>night fall
>We heard load ass noise like everything was breaking down the kitchen (cristal, porcelain, metal pots..), it didn't last long though
>rush downstairs to see what's just happens
>everything's in order
>uh
>spoopy feels in house though not that eerie
>light at staircase trobs
>go to sleep and use dwarf plumb friend's belly as pillow
>*hyper-sweet*
>sunrise
>in the morning break our host friend told us something uber creepy that happened in the same bed my friends slept
> turns out the freakin' bedhead shaked like crazy during the dawn to days before

We freaked out so mucho bc our friend continually used to keep us updated from all paranormal disturbances in his house but he didn't tell us that bc he knew nobody would dare to stay in his house

>>17623576
>spooky call
Tell us about this

>think it was a ghostI think it was the same man's spirit

dont know if it's possible to greentext on mobile but here goes
>be 10 year old me
>at great grandmas funeral
>people talking
>bored so I wander around
>find a staircase leading down
>decide to go down because why not?
>massive underground room with graves in walls
>another flight of stairs
>mid way down that staircase when I see it
>in the middle of the room is a figure
>room was pitch black but I could still see it
>it had a glow to it or something
>floating in the middle of the room in front of me
>has a figure of the Virgin Mary it looks like
>I could look through it but could still see the body
>run the fuck back upstairs
>say nothing to parents

>>17623742
I've watched many gnomes/elves videos and most of them appeared/disappeared in the corner

Plus I've got a friend whose cousin said to his parents when he was a kid that he play with little people from the closet'

>>17626486
It was strange, they would just be in the darkest places in my houses and sometimes they would run around. It was always dark and in the middle of the night, I just thought it was a recurring dream I would usually have. I never thought it to be elves or something of that sort.

>>17610151
I've seen this story before a few times

>>17623881
Someone already answered your question to my personal story. It was nowhere near a creek, I actually lived near a river. I used to live in central Canada, the houses around me were actually pretty old. Your reply interests me though, never heard of duende before, will look into it.

this happened a while ago but it's the most NOPE thing I can think of
>be me 3-4 years ago
>living in old house with shitty unfinished basement
>pretty much only use it for storing random stuff that we don't want to throw away but don't really ever use
>the basement can only be entered from outside the house or through a small opening in the floor of pantry which is pretty much no-go since there are shelves and stuff on top of it
>one day getting some stuff from out of the basement, leave to go to store afterwards
>come home to see basement door open outside
>figure i left it open, so i close it and head inside
>day goes normally, when suddenly power goes out
>after surveying the area and seeing that neighbors still have power, i decide to go to the basement to reset the fuse box
>enter basement, notice several boxes strewn about
>start feeling uncomfortable, since i dont remember the boxes being like that
>reset the fuse box and get the fuck out
>next few days go normally except for odd scratching noises coming from the floor of pantry and kitchen
>decide to investigate
>open basement door, walk down and enter
>boxes are still in same place as before, nothing else has really been messed with
>attempt to turn on lights, but only light next to basement door seems to work
>say to myself "well shit, looks like i'll need to fix those lights later"
>hear a noise come from one of the corners of the basement immediately after i say that
>a styrofoam circle rolls from the corner (likely from one of the boxes)
>i freeze and look towards the corner
>light barely illuminating anything but a very faint sillhouette
>can make out a pair of eyes from the reflecting light
>i fucking scream and throw one of the boxes, the sillhouette stands up (i assume it was sitting)
>book it out of thr basement, slam the door shut
>loud banging on the door
>the door's too heavy to be opened from the inside, plus the lock inside is broken so it can't be open without shaking it from outside
cont.

>>17619114
Fuck that

>>17626643
>i calm down a bit and call 911
>police come and two officers go in basement
>im standing outside when i hear a scream and several loud thuds
>and then a gun shot
>turns out whatever it was in my basement fucking stabbed one of the cops, but it wasn't fatal
>other cop shot the intruder in my basement before things got further out of hand
>cops tell me they couldn't identify who it was in my basement, and after asking some questions they get ready to go
>one of them tells me im extremely lucky my pantry door was blocked, otherwise the intruder would've been able to break in
>mfw a shelf full of snacks and shit saved me from getting murdered

>be me, just got out of Jr. High and enjoying my summer vacation
>me and my friend were walking around the woods around the neighborhood
>at the time i used a meter long pipe as a walking stick/protection from violent junkies and transients
>I had my pipe with me and we were hiking along this creekbed that ran through the woods
>we eventually got to this field that is next to this site with a bunch of satanist graffiti
>chill out in the field and have a fire and crack jokes for a few hours
>friend gets call from his dad and he has to go home
>he leaves and I stay because I didn't want to go home because family
>the moon is high in the sky so I kill the fire and start walking on the riverbed back to the road
>be walking for like 10 minutes and start to hear footsteps behind me
>like they sound like they were trying to match mine but occasionally slipped up
>I turn my head around and see nothing
>justmyimagination.txt
>keep walking
>hear the footsteps again
>turn around quickly to see what it is
>nothing there
I should note that it wasn't a small creek, the bed was about 20 feet wide and I was in the middle of the creekbed
>get a little freaked out but keep going
>hear the footsteps again
>keep walking to hear the pattern
>it sounds like a person
>think it's a Methhead that I just didn't see
>stop dead in my tracks and rear the pipe up ready to break something
>I hear what sounds like a dog running away, by the time I see behind me I see a shadow bolting to the brush by the bed
>like BOLTING faster than anything I've ever seen
>immediately run like a little bitch into the woods away from the shadow
>running through the woods towards the back of a gated community
>they have one of those yellow gates used to block the end of roads
>keep running
>I stop to catch my breath because I was fat
>hear the footsteps coming behind me
>legs hurt, chest hurts, keep running anyway
>hear the steps louder and faster
1/2

>>17626664
Do continue.

ok heres mine.
>be me around 21 years old
>dark time of life. addicted to oxymorphone and meth.
>go to my buddy Q's flop house.
>we are tweakin out and fiending
>our thief junky friend ricky shows up with a bag of stolen shit.
>he pulls out this little sealed metal jar, we pry it open and it's full of a white powdery substance.
>JACKPOT!
>no way this is full of this much dope!
>we start attempting to smoke and snort this shit. Ricky even prepares a little syringe full of it for himself.
> nothing happens. Q thinks it might be baking soda or filler..
>look at the jar.
>it has "mom" etched on it under another etching of a full name.
>oh shit we just consumed somebodies ashes thinking it was drugs.
> Thankfully ricky didnt shoot up the ashes.
>the person ricky stole it from shows up a few weeks later.
>Q, the urn's owner and ricky are cleaning up his place. and by cleaning up his place i mean carpet farming.
>owner of urn is a junky girl around our age.
>she clears off coffee table of trash searching for meth.
>she notices the urn
>"omg where did you get this"
>Ricky says some junky brought it over thinking it was drugs.
>junkie chick is sobbing.
>I'm sitting there questioning what the hell i am doing with my life.
>

>>17626664
2/2
>fucking book it through this bush
>covered in spines and shit
>see the yellow gate
>sprint to the gate faster than I ever have in my life
>roll under the gate and into the holy light of a streetlamp
>lay there for a while processing what the fuck just happened
>realize that I was just being chased by some sort of freak of nature
>decide to get up and walk home
>on the walk home I realize that I left my pipe in the woods
>fuck

>the next day I go to friend's to tell him what happened and we go back into the woods armed
>he grabs his small crossbow and a BB pistol and puts it in his backpack
>we go to my house and grab my pellet rifle
>we set off for the woods to find out what happened
>after poking around we go to the site with all the Satan graffiti
>"MY PIPE" I yell
>my pipe is laying on this concrete slab that used to be a house
>this thing is bent
>LIKE 90 DEGREES BENT AND CHEWED TO FUCK
>It wasn't a thin pipe either, about as thick as a 12 gauge barrel
>since it was getting dark we fastwalk back home
>no satan dog because we made it to the road before dark
>get home

>dogs were barking for a few days but nothing really happens

>>17626709
2/2
>she tries to pick out all the cigarette butts, needle cottons and chewed gum Q and ricky had thrown into the urn.
>I'm sitting there thinking about going to church and repenting or something.
>ricky starts up a clandestine lab
>I am physically ill from experiencing this and go to my folks house and cry.

>>17625737
Fucking dead

>>17626466
The fire was the call you fucking moron

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>>17626721
dam ricky is a grade-a scumbag

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>>17623069
>209 Edgewater Branch Drive, 32259
>streetview
>instakek

>>17623199
Demons appear in the roughest part of life.

>>17626721
That's some dark shit, Anon.

>be 10
>be at aunts house for the night
I've always heard talk of how this house was supposedly haunted, but never believed it because I was a 10 year old who liked playing runescape and didn't give a fuck
>be playing runescape at 12:00AM
>everyone in the house is asleep
>the computer is in the dining room, which is connected to the kitchen, the loungeroom and a hallway that connects to other parts of the house
>essentially I'm in the middle of the house and everybody else is asleep in their rooms
>nobody is here
>nobody is awake
Literally out of fucking nowhere
>HHHISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
>right in my fucking ear, I hear something hiss at me, I feel the breath, the force of it, the warmth and the spit of this hiss
>turn around clearly fucking distraught
>nobody there
>cry

I don't go to that house much anymore

>>17627082
holy fuck

man, find out more about your grandma, sounds like she's involved with some occult shit

>>17620066
>>17620166
WA resident here. Might I ask what area that happened to be in?

>>17625737
Demons can please senses as you can't imagine

And you let die yourself to sin

That's why they 'helped'

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>>17610025

What are /x/'s spookiest stories? I'll start

>At McDonalds very late at night, around 1am
>There with gf because she was craving McDonalds
>She orders two double cheese burgers and a large fry.
>Get food and begin to walk out
>A strange looking man dressed in all black walks in as we walk out
>Wait a minute
>SomethingsNotRightHere.jpg
>"Hey wait!"
>All black guy comes sprinting out of restaurant with some white cylindrical object in his hand
>"you almost forgot your drink ma'm
>"Thanks man"
>MFW

FIN

>>17623275
tell me more. please.

Nothing really creepy has ever happened to me, so this is the closest thing to a story I have
>be me
>19 year old long-haired country boy in South East
>reading spoopy innawoods threads on /k/
>nosleep.png
>Deep into my 7th skinwalker greentext
>Get to the part where the dude's ears start ringing out of nowhere
>my fucking ears start ringing
>NOPENOPENOPE
>I stand up and drop my phone and pick up a pool cue
>"ok what the fuck" I say out loud as the ringing subsides

Immediately afterwords I did a little google search and found out what tinnitus is. Fucking creepy coincidence though, fuck my shitty ears.

I swear, the dipshits who upload these images with the "post ___ in the thread" are really the only ones responding to themselves, but if not, the rest of you need to straighten the fuck up.

>>17617848
ive read stories about people encountering a man matching that description. supposedly its mephesto

>>17611619
Huehuehuehue

>Live in Texas by cemetery growing up
>Out Indacuntry
>The graveyard was nice, owned by a town nearby
>Area right past the cemetery was unlit and always creepy to walk through
>One night walking home from a friend's house
>Stoned off my ass, but always stoned off my ass
>Walked past the dark area and made it to the cemetary
>hear clopping in the dark area on the asphalt
>Sounded like someone in full sprint
>Automatically panic and start running
>I just fucking knew
>Look around while running down the hill on the road by cemetary
>I shit you not a skinny black skinned little kid missing a jaw running at me
>Scream "WHAT THE FUCK?!"
>Was a late teen at the time
>Had no problem getting away
>She wasn't screaming or anything, just in a dead sprint towards me pumping her arms and really trying
>The skin seemed rotten, too
>Run inside, lock the door
>I can still smell it when I think about it
>Rolled another joint, fell asleep
>Had college that morning

>>17619114

I knew Mr. Pickles was real!

>>17627601
>hear clopping in the dark area

If we were on /mlp/ this story would be truly horrifying.

>>17623576

You're a firefighter, but you say "WE cannot hold him" and it sounds like you were in the interrogation room.
Firefighters aren't that involved with police work, are they?
Then you just happen to be in that area again to see the truck?

I dunno, doesn't add up.

>>17627683
>doesn't add up
This isnt a math problem.

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>>17610025
>me,at work in shitty car parts factory
>litteraly walking the same circle, picking stuff up and putting it down
>bends down to pick up dropped clip
>on my way back up I see him, a chubby dude in a lime green drivers vest.
>got a pretty clear glance
>don't think much of it, lots of people in factory
>I see him again today, when I turned my head he ducked behind the racks we put our parts on
>I actually go look, if it's some douchbag trying to steal our cardboard boxes. Yeah,that's a thing.
>no one there.
>walk/run through every rack, checking for this dude.
>tell supervisor some guy in a green drivers vest is stealing our boxes
>she tells me green vests have been against dress code for almost a decade
>everyone wears orange now
>wat

Also at worj
>hear blood curdling screams out of nowhere
>ignore it, too backed up to stop and see what happened
>no more screams that's night
>turns out a woman fell and went into labor litteraly around the corner from me
>mfw

>>17627675
You must really hate them. I remember a time when ponies weren't a thing, and when they shat on /b/ for years. Sorry for using that term to describe sound you autistic fuck. What would make the story alright? Hey, everyone! Take note that I meant "pattering"! Fuck you

3rd shift security dude here and I need to stop reading this shit at work. This place is creepy enough already.

>>17627789
Be safe, anon. Lots of creeps out there.

>>17611619
Poe you fucking idiot.

>>17610151
I stopped reading after "13 year old badass"

>>17627798
He's done a good sight better than the guy in the story did.
Didn't that guy flip the fuck out because of the bird and end up accidentally killing himself?

>>17627797
Thanks anon, and you have no idea how right you are (or maybe you do) though if it's flesh and blood I'm not to worried.

>>17626015
Are you serious?

>>17627813
>shitty greentext better than the original
>doesn't even know how it ended

Go back to school you underage fag

>>17627807
When you're 8 years old, I'm sure a 13 year old kid looks pretty badass to you.

I got one
>Be 14
>babysitting 7 year old at a house
>good friends with parents of kids
>shit is going well
>put him to bed
>take a nap
>wake up from some guy and a woman asking me "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE"?
>tell them i'm babysitting
>they tell me they don't have a kid and to get te fuck out
>what
>tell them their is no way, ask them where Rebbecca (the lady who's kid I was babystiing) was
>they are confused to
>start crying, say i will go get my shit which is in the kids room
>upsatirs has only two rooms, room where kid was is just walls
>at this point i faint
>wake up in an ambulance with mom
i know this sounded weird but
>we never talked about it
i dont know if it was implied i was crazy or what but no one believes me, and i know that this shit happened as my xbox 360 was with the kid (his name was like Tru or something) and when i came back there was a ps3 with like 90 games

anyway back to this
>decide to go back there since it's not very far away from where I live now and how it has literally fucked with me completely (i live in Seattle now and the city where i grew up in was Spokane)
>head back to spokane to see mom
>go out one night with my friend who actually believes me on this shit
>house is abandoned
>walk through, old couch is there that i slept on, it's like it was frozen in time
>old moldy food
>cracked tile
>go upstairs
>no room
>feelsbandman.png
>friend (noah) starts breaking down walls
>a room is behind the wall
>it's the kids room
>my shit is there
>same clothes from 5 years ago
>same elite 360 with like 40+ games
>crawl through the room and haul ass out of there
>feel like we are being followed
>make 3 right tuns
>car is obviously following us
>since we are in his GTR r34 from candadaland we are faster then what looks to be an f150 truck
>lose him
>get my shit right from my mom's and drive straight to seattle
>she doesn't even ask why

Whem that was a lot of typing, I have more weird shit if anybody wants it

>>17627822
“Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!” I shrieked, upstarting—
“Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted—nevermore!"
Oh, I'm sorry, he flips the fuck out and then says it will stay with him until he dies, how could I have possibly mistaken the two?

>>17610025
>me and my wife lay in bed and listen to spoopy stories before sleep.
>listen to bebusta on skinwalkers
>Spooped
>I work night shifts
>She messages me that something is scratching at the back door and window.
>"Sounds bigger than the cat"
>Come home for lunch break
>Cat is locked in his porch-room sleeping
>Drive through alley
>See large brown&black cat
>Text her "No worries just a cat"
>Natives in story scold those to speak of the yee naaldlooshii
>mfw we talked about that spoopy story for a while.
>We live in the middle of Lakota territory
>I knew the lore but neither of us are natives.
>Might need help with this if it continues....

>>17627250
>Two double cheeseburgers and a large fry
Was your GF a whale by any chance? That's enough calories to feed a person for an entire day, assuming she also got one of their overpriced sodas.

>>17625014
Hey I'm from Fayetteville

>>17610236
Nothing happened.

>>17627151
Relax, he didn't recognize you

>>17627829

Of course you keep posting you faggot.

>>17627829
None of that made any sense.

>>17628458
Yes it did. Learn to reading comprehension. He was babysitting a kid at someone he knews house, then took a nap on their couch after he put the kid to sleep. When he woke up, there was a strange couple demanding to know who the hell he was, and when he tried to explain himself by saying he was babysitting, the kid's room was gone when he went upstairs. Everyone thinks he's crazy obviously, so he skips town, when he goes back years later he visits the house again and it's derelict and clearly has been abandoned since the last time he was there. Anon and his buddy knock a wall down, then lo and behold, there's a kids room behind it with the items he left in that house.

>>17625699
/x/ makes up shit all the time, and suddenly there's a slew of stories almost exactly the same? It's like those urban legends of predators using a voice recording of a baby's cry to lure women out of their houses or cars in the parking lot. Or gangs shooting anyone who flashes their brights at them as part of an initiation rite. It's meant to sound spooky and make you be aware of the creeps out there, but it's ultimately fiction. Go ahead and show me one police report or news article of this EVER happening anywhere in America, then maybe I'll believe it.

>>17628550
Hey man, not every urban legend is a myth, they gotta have a start somewhere. Also, it's a popular enough story to even make it into movies, like that guy mentioned earlier about Children of Men. It's not that out there. Highway robber bands used to be a thing before the automobile, maybe they've just upgraded their methods.

>>17620817
There's no place on earth that's called Palestine.

>>17610130
When you're 12.

>>17628560
Or maybe they just ripped off the fucking movie.

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>>17628568
>Palestine is a geographic region in Western Asia between theMediterranean Sea and the Jordan river. It is sometimes considered to include adjoining territories. The name was used by Ancient greekwriters, and was later used for the Roman provinceSyria Palaestina, the ByzantinePalaestina Prima, and the Islamic provincial district ofJund Filastin. The region is also known as the Land of Israel theHoly Landor Promised Land, and historically has been known as the southern portion of wider regional designations such asCanaan,Syria,ash-Sham, and theLevant.

>>17626919
> grew up poor
Come on...

>school bus going cross country
>pass some corn fields
>suddenly the tire explodes and the bus spins out of control
>stop by the side of the road
>teacher inspects tire
>pulls out something that looks like a throwing star made of sharpened bone and held together by skin

>>17628629
He said he grew up poor, THEN his father got a good job in which time they moved to that house.

>>17628637
No way would something that flimsy be sharp enough to puncture a bus tire.

>>17627829
Why would they go through all that trouble just to make you feel crazy?

>be me
>around 3 years ago
>on the road with a friend
>stay in a motel for night
>we get our keys and go check out the kitchen
>we couldn't open the door
>try to unlock it but the door wasn't locked
>push the door and like someone is holding it and pushes the door back
>i couldn't see anything because i was behind tge door but my friend did see his was skin was yellow
>push it for the second time door opens
>nothing is there
>friend said he saw a huge man in white about 3m tall
>nope
>leave the motel

>>17625851
Can you draw a sketch of the figure?
Try to find out what do they do on Sundays
What did you dream that day?

Maybe they are Catholics trying to exorcise the house or in the other hand a weird cult - check it

>>17628637
this is from some fucking movie I just cant remember what it is.

>>17628654
Jeepers creepers 2

>>17628637
Shit film

>>17628646
They probably murdered the kid and the parents and covered it up.

>>17628677
How long was this person asleep for? Wouldn't they wake up with the dry wall being set? Wouldn't it be obvious the room was sealed off by looking from the outside? Wouldn't blue prints show the room still there?

>>17628677
If that were true there'd be a huge news story about it. You can't just walk into someones home, pull off a complicated masonry project, then make an entire family disappear without raising some flags. Plus why would they kill the mom and the kid without killing the babysitter as well?

>>17628677
>>17628683
Also, why not kill the babysitter?

>>17625851
Sounds like your electronics are infested with spyware lol

>>17626721
That's enough 4chan for today...

>>17626562
I used to see like a little gnome too at my old house when I was like 4/5. It would always try to get me to follow it but I was too scared.

>>17628683
>>17628686
>>17628688

They drugged him.

Either that, or it was a 4spooky8me time/dimension shift. I dunno, believe what you want. You got a better idea for the walled-up room, I want to hear it.

>>17628707
Oh, and there's this.

http://imgur.com/a/igwwn

Wouldn't have been that hard to do something like this while anon was asleep then do the real job later.

>>17628707
I'm just confused how this was never investigated? A family goes missing (murdered, in fact) yet there's no formal investigation.
Let's pretend for a minute there is one - police show up to the house, do their look through, then one says, "hey, blueprints show that's supposed to be a bedroom, why's it like that?"

>>17628758
>having blueprints to a house

I don't think that happens in real life except under special circumstances, anon. Why would they even think to check that unless babysitter anon told them about the room?

>>17628758
It's because they didn't go missing, anon somehow ended up in the wrong house and babysitting the wrong kid. Anon being a crazy robber was more likely, and given that his life was presumably ruined in his hometown, you can presume that the lady he was babysitting for ended up being perfectly fine.

The little chimas dance across the field. It is night time. It is, it's dark. Will you help them or will you close your eyes?

>>17626963
im free from the demons of amphetamines and opioids now. i feel alot better. Ricky ended up getting arrested for buying too much nasal decongestant and Q ended killing himself last year after relapsing and forming a dextromethorphan habit. I miss my crazy friends but glad they arent suffering anymore

>>17628773
In america, there's blueprints for all homes. You can't even build a deck without getting it approved.

>>17628775
Then explain the hidden room with anon's shit in it.

>>17628969
That doesn't mean everyone gets access to it willy-nilly. I bet you don't even have the blueprints for your own home.

I can't remember most of the creepy stuff that's happened to me. But I have a true story from this easter just gone
>living in a student house
>4 of us, one is away home for easter though (A)
>one of them periodically comes and goes since her parents don't live too far away and also her boyfriend lives like 2 streets away - so I never know know if she's home or not (B)
>last one works at times I don't pay attention to (C)
>anyway, starts off really boring
>so there was all this debate about our boiler times a few months ago
>boiler light is blinking (it blinks when it's broken or out of money)
>boiler times are really random, like insanely odd
>I assume someone messed with is without saying anything and it's broken - last time I fixed it by turning off all the times and leaving it for a day or two
>turn all the times off, reset it
>hear B come home with her bf
>middle of the night, like 3am, wake up to take a piss
>time has been set bacck on for an hour at 6am
>im kinda curious so I don't touch it
>next day, wake up at like 12 and check to see light's blinking again and no times have been set
>B's back home now (I wasn't 100% sure at the time but she later confirms)
>write note telling no one to mess with it
>just me and C in the house
>mention the boiler times being weird and he comments that he doesn't touch it - i assume B has been messing with it
>about a week later and B's home and C's on holiday and B asks who wrote the note so I explain and she says that she's never touched the boiler and her bf wouldn't either
>I'm really fucking confused
So that's not much, here's what makes it a bit spooky
>we have a towel in that bathroom that's always there. I had no idea who owns it
>every so often the towel would get moved
>after i wrote the note, so when B was back home, at some point someone opened the bathroom window and hung the towel to dry
>I leave it for like a day waiting for whoever, B or C, to decide it's dry and take it down
cont

>>17629060
>at least 24hours passed with no one taking down the towel
>bathroom's freezing, so I put it on the (cold) radiator so I can close the window
Right, so back to the boiler
>when I posted the story behind the boiler on the groupchat and no one seems to know what happened, I casually mention the towel
>no reaction
>B is adamant not to be blamed for the boiler though, don't give a shit, assume she has no reason to lie, not like it matters
>ask at the very least who the towel belongs to so I could solve that mystery
>turns out it belongs to a friend of A's who was staying a few months back
>no one has any reason to care for it
>also it was kinda gross
>find out that B hasn't been back since before I wrote the note
>when C gets back home, ask him if he hung the towel
>'someone hung the towel outside the window?'
>A literally wasn't home at all all easter
>...
there is literally no explanation other than ghosts or me sleepwalking (except this also definitely isn't the case)
>the towel is still in the bathroom

>>17629060
>>17629075

Someone else was "living" with you guys, since you paid so little attention to who was home when. Likely some other poorfag student or maybe a hobo trying to mooch off of you due to your lack of awareness.

>>17629078
this answer seriously creeps me out
but then i remind myself that couldn't be the case unless they were living in B's room and somehow managed to avoid ever being spotted by me or C
Cause A's room is next to mine and I can always tell when she's home
And what made it seem normal at the time is that I occasionally would hear noises from B's room/that direction which is why I didn't know if she was ever home or not

But nothing went missing
Unless there's something B isn't telling me
My first theory was that it was her bf messing with the boiler. But there's no reason he would care
And messing with the boiler isn't something an uninvited guest would gravitate towards

>>17629090
They probably had your schedules down better than you guys did. They were messing with the boiler to take hot showers and stuff. And the towel, they were using that to try off, obviously.

Now read this and consider investing in some security cameras.

http://metro.co.uk/2008/05/30/woman-hides-in-mans-closet-for-a-year-161924/

>>17629110
*dry off

>>17628637
Isn't this fucking jeepers creepers?

>>17629110
>>17629120
hmm
im considering the possibility of this
only thing is that we really don't have schedules - that's why I never who's home

the only thing i can think is the attic that i've never gone inside and we've never talked about
-but it's right outside my room and i've never heard any weird noises

eh, it's fine
we're moving out in like 2 months anyway

[spoiler]this is what i'm telling myself so i don't need to consider that there might be a random person somewhere in the house right now[/spoiler]

>>17629124
Yes, a few people already pointed that out >>17628674 >>17628654 >>17628664

>>17625541
I have a smiliar story. Happened around 3 weeks ago

>wake up on workday
(Parents giving me shit about being on my laptop all day long so sometimes they "ban" me from it)
>take my laptop and take it upstairs for after breakfast
>go to brush my teeth and have to get another tube of paste from my parents bathroom
>enter their room and the blinds are down
>their blinds are never down after they leave for work in the morning
>i see my mom laying on her side facing away from me covered up to her hip
>what the hell shes supposed to be at work
>well i guess shes sick or some shit
>put laptop back and go do the yard work i was supposed to do anyway
>at one point my cat was meowing like crazy so i go up to my parents room and close the door not to wake my mom up if shes sick in bed
>hours pass by and not a sound coming from the room
>all day long i keep thinking about why she would be in bed
>its now 4pm
>i get pretty concerned
>she cant be THAT sick
>i go to check up on her
>no one is fucking there
>start calling her name and no one answers
>havent heard no one leave the house
>call my mom on her cell and no answer
>call dad and ask him where mom is
>"shes been here with me all day"
>i wtf and tell him that i saw her sleeping and im 100% sure of it
>he thinks im seeing shit and they both come home 20 min later
>tell them about it and they go check the room
>mom says they pulled the blinds up and that the bed wasnt the way they left it
>dad starts checking if something was stolen or broken
>10 min later we dont know what it was but im 10000% sure i seen someone in the bed
>dad asks me if i know what day it is today
>your great grandma died on this date
She really did we went to the graveyard later that day
Shit was fucked up and gave me chills when he said it

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>>17615712
>fetus pose completely covered by blanket so you're hidden/protected

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>>17629149
Sleep tight, anon! Don't get stabbed.

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>>17610025
>12 years old
>was living in a building back then
>one day my home phone rings
>it was one of those old phones with a wire you couldnt see the caller id or anything
>answer the phone and someone is just breathing really loud into their phone
>i keep asking "yes?" "Who is it?" And such
>they just keep breathing
>after 30 seconds i hang up
>this happened when everyone was home so i tell my family about it
>they dont think much of it
>next day phone is ringing now and then and its always someone we know
>it rings again
>pick it up
>breathing again
>i get freaked the fuck out now and hang up
>this became a fucking daily thing
>happened a few more times
>telling parents about it but they dont know what to do about it
>i stop answering the land lane all together
>a few months pass by and i forget all about it
>started answering the land line again
>one day the phone rings at like 3 am
>no one answers so i get up and pick up since no one wanted to fucking react
>its the breathing again
>breathing louder and faster while in just listening there in shock and horror and disbelief
>it fucking screams as loud as all hell
>i hear the scream coming from within the building
>i throw the phone start crying like a little girl and yelling for my parents
>they later changed the number
>i have not answered the land line in the past 9 years
>we would still get calls after we changed the number where someone would just hang up after
I have never been so fucking shocked and frightened in my life when they screamed and i realised its coming from the building

>>17629260
I've had some really creepy messages on my machine. It sounds like a few "people" people talking in a very distorted way. doesnt sound human and the background noise is even creepier. It literally sounds like a phone call from hell or aliens or something. Also I get hang up calls every day and this one solar company calls multiple times a day. theres never anyone to talk to with these calls as well. they just give the message and no one is there to take my info or anything and they call every single day multiple times.

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>>17625851
>any proof this asshole has conveniently "deletes itself" or is "corrupt"

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>>17627601
>be at home one evening in Texas in my awesome house
>be comfy, watching TV with feet kicked up, cigar and whiskey without say
>hear some retard rustling about, outside
>look out window overlooking cemetery
>see dipshit stoner absolutely blazed
>obviously hallucinating and tripping
>he yells WHAT THE FUCK suddenly
>bolts off like a stoned retard
>kek to myself

>>17628587
Think he was making a zionist joke bro

>>17629238
haha
...
ha...
it's fine, who needs sleep anyway?

>>17626662
But does it escaped then?

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>be 7 years old
>live in a tiny seatown, literally 500 pop
>go for walks along the beach often cause it was basically my back yard
>shits getting dark and i've walked far outta the way
>turn back
>man looking like he's an aged 90's boyband member approaching me, stuck up bleached hair, sick shades etc
>don't recognise him at all
>"wheres yer mam kid?"
Immediately panic and point behind him
>"other there"
>he looks the opposite way and i immediately run for it as fast as i could run.
>hear heavy footsteps and occasional grunts
>realise this nigga is actually chasing me for some reason
>run faster until i've hit the main town and ran an entire loop around it before i returned home.
>appriciated adrenaline for the first time
>sit and collapse onto sofa as my mother asks me where i've been, how it's late etc
>never bothered telling her.

Thought about it alot and later down the line learned of a carpark located not far from where I'd met him, and I had read in the newspaper of how men had been reported looking to steal dogs from alongside the beach in that area.

>>17610276
so something that touched your hair walked on the ceiling? woah pretty spookin

>>17628637
God thats really spooky

>>17626662
Whoa. If I ever lived above a basement that could be entered through the outside I would reinforce the shit out of it.
I've always lived in small apartments, so I would naturally be afraid of being anywhere with more than one entrance.

Great story though. Has anything else similar ever happened to you?

>>17613351
Read That as "les mongtards" couldn't take the rest seriously

>>17619740
That happened to me and my brother and sister we all heard my moms voice downstairs and when we went down and no one was there. Must be La Llorna or El cucuy or some shit.

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Story that still makes me feel uneasy thinking about it.
>About 22 years old
>Early 1980's
>Work as a fitter for ICI in Billingham
>Every Tuesday is the day they test the emergency sirens for when there's either a leak at one of the plants, or if something has gone horribly wrong and we need to evacuate the entirety of Billingham.
>One Tuesday, I'm taking a shit in the toilets, and I hear the sirens go off.
>Ah, drill, no worries.
>10 minutes later, I walk out of the bathroom, place is dead silent. Work shop is empty, tools just laying around like people dropped what they were doing and booked it.
>Siren is humming lightly in the background.
>What the fuck..
>It still hadn't clicked at this point.
>Walk into the offices, all of the office staff have bailed as well.
>Siren sounds again, but this time the emergency siren sounds indicating that something is VERY wrong, and it suddenly clicks with me what's happening.
>*Vrrrrrrrrrrrruuuuuuhhhhh* suddenly becomes *VRRT, VRRT, VRRT, VRRT*
>SHIT.
>Run out of the offices to get to my motorbike so I can make a break for it. Shit, forgot my fucking bag, turn around, run back to the office.
>Running down corridor, and suddenly I feel wobbly legged as a ripple goes through my whole body, fall to my knees.
>Remember mouthing "what the fuck" to myself before hearing the loudest, most terrifying bang I have ever heard in my whole life.
>FUCK MY EARS, the ringing.
>Prototype plant had exploded wiping out 2 and a half sites, and shattering all of the windows on the west side of our buildings, along with most of the buildings that were unfortunate enough to be within the blast radius.
>Get back to my feet, look outside, sky is just a fucking huge fireball in the direction of where the plant was.
>If I hadn't gone back for my bag, I'd have been blasted off of my bike and probably killed.
>NOPE.
Never been so scared in my entire fucking life.

Got a lot more stories if anyone is interested.

>>17626662
Damn nigga that's spoopy shit.

>>17626721
Hahaha, what the actual fuck

>>17629797
That's intense. I'd stick around if you shared more

>>17628731
neat.jpg

>>17613622
I'm a sex offender and i'm insulted.

>>17613594
Iisten here, "amigo" we don't speak spanish 'round here

>>17629001
You can't, that's what makes it spooky.