Nope thread, share your stories
>Be in 9th grade
>Spending the night at a friend's house
>Me, tall blonde kid, let's call him Evan, and kid who's house we're staying at, Zach
>I'm sitting up at 3 AM, couldn't sleep, both of them are passed out, Zach on the couch and Evan on the floor like 5 feet away from me
>Evan starts grumbling and groaning in his sleep
>I ask if he's awake, and he doesn't respond, so I turn back over and just go back to trying to sleep
>A couple minutes later he starts mumbling actual words
>"No, stop, please, etc" like he's pleading
>Mind jumps straight to horror movie as I turn over and look at him again
>He isn't lying on the floor like he was a minute ago
>He sat up
>Now thoroughly spooked, I just sit and stare at him for a few minutes
>He just sits there mumbling to himself
>Hesitantly, I try to move over and see if he's alright
>"Dude, you awake?"
>No response
>I try and touch him
>Bad idea
>As soon as my hand touches his shoulder he leaps straight up to his feet and says "No" in a really panicked tone
>I manage to cover a good 7 feet of distance in 2 seconds
>He says he'd just had a nightmare
We both stayed up until 5 AM and just chilled until we both fell asleep again
>Be me, 15, sleeping over at my friend's house while his parents are on vacation
>play minecraft knockoffs on xbox marketplace until 1AM because kek
>go upstairs to his room around 1:30 with dog and laptop
>starts raining, so we open the bay window in his room, to listen/feel it
>pretty quiet, like that state when you're close to falling asleep but not quite there
>all of a sudden his dog (who was previously asleep) shoots its head up and stares at the door
>what the fuck
>the door that was cracked closed creaks open a little, maybe 2-3 inches
>dog starts fucking growling
>jerryspringer.png
>thoroughly messed up at this point, but I look through into the hall through the somewhat open door
>silhouette of a man, probably 6'2" or so
>no distinguishable features, as if I were looking at a shadow
>pic related, closest depiction of what we saw, just minus the eyes, pipe, and red outline
>my friend and I are basically pissing ourselves now
>rise from gamma to alpha in .5 seconds
>jump up and grab friend's aluminum baseball bat
>sprint into hallway to look for guy about to be beaten the fuck down
>nothing anywhere
>he lives on the second floor that had one other room (his parent's that was locked shut) and the bathroom
>stairs are really old creaky wood so no way it made it up/down silently
>doors and windows all locked shut throughout house
>dog stops growling in a minute or so
>don't sleep that night
they moved out of that house in a couple weeks lmao
>>18305391
sleep paralysis maybe>
>>18305576
He sat up, though. Was he awake at that point?
>be last year, 25/26
>sleep paralysis
>wake up
>voice from behind bedroom door
>"can I come in"
>"no!"
>door begins to creak open
>"he-e-eeeey" it's a high pitched girl's voice
>she's walking through the door
>shadow figure, holding some kind of wand
>"he-e-eeeey" in a haunting voice, more like she's singing a hymn to me than calling to me
>can't move but manage to get under my blanket
>he-e-eeeeey"
>feel hands over blanket
>"you don't have to hide"
>have no strength
>can't move
>wake up
tfw hid under blanket in the dark to write this
Tfw capcha was both pictures of stop signs
>be me
>be maybe 9 or 10
>spend the night at friends house
>friend has creepy ass old house
>people died in it during civil war
>inside basement door blocked off because weird shit down there from the time period
>freaky shit always happening there
>sleeping in living room with my friend, his 2 brothers, and their friends
>all snap awake and sit up at exact same time
>whatthefuck
>all looking at each other
>dog starts growling at window
>whattheactualfuck
>hear outside basement door open and close
>all freaking the fuck out
>dog starts whimpering and backs into corner
>fuckthisshit
>all run into kitchen to leave through back door
>all cabinets doors and drawers open and slam shut
>NOPENOPENOPENOPENOPE
>commence turn around
>all sprint out front door
>friends parents flip shit as why we were making so much noise
>be a couple of months ago
>sleep paralysis
>lie in bed
>some big black figure is fucking standing next to my bed in my room
>can't move but try as hard as I can to grab my knife that I had next to my bed
>eventually managed to move
>nothing there
also one more
>be in bed sleeping
>facing the wall with my back towards the door
>somehow awake but cant move
>feel how something comes into my bed and lies next to me
>can litterly feel it against my back but cannot move no matter how hard I try
>finally wakes up in panic
for some reason also when I tried experimenting with astral projection and such I started to have a lot of different bad dreams, not like normal bad dreams but different somehow.
But the worst nightmares are when you use cocaine on a daily basis, those are some real schizofreni demon nightmares, can feel like bad entites/voices/energies try to get in your brain.
>>18305739
maybe not fully awake.
>>18305739
no, but there's a certain phenomenon (whose name escapes me right now) that can occur during sleep cycles, especially REM/Dream phase, where you can move around and do things, similar to sleepwalking. Good example of everyday occurrence would be like when someone attacks someone else while they're actually sleeping.
>Be elementary school me
>Spring is here and summer approaches
>Wake up and get forced to take out the trash
>Walk down driveway
>Feel a fart coming on
>Shit myself
>Go back inside and change before school
>be me
>13 years old
>Parents divorced/broke up
>stay at my mom's house (1 floor) on weekdays
>go to my father''s house(2 floors) on weekends
>it was Saturday evening, about 7:00 pm
>mom dropped me off at my father's house
>we played video games till 9, then we went to bed
>I slept on the 2nd floor while dad slept on the 1st
More?
>>18306257
Fuck it, more
>wake up at midnight
>have to piss really bad
>the bathroom's at the end of the hallway
>whynot.png
>on my "journey", I heard a strange noise downstairs
>It sounded like my father
>he was using the tone of voice he used in a conversation
>at 12 in the fucking morning
>mfw
>go halfway down the stairs to listen closer
>talking about one of his exes being stalked by another guy
>again, at 12 in the morning
>then he starts talking about how a priest masturbated into a cup and drank it
>needless to say, I was intrigued
>yet fucking terrified
>>18306291
I'm disgusted and interested simultaneously.
I'll add to this
>Be me
>Grew up on Indian Reservation
>In a sort of apartment project
>Not too bad; kinda comfy in a way
>Hear stories of weird shit happening there though
>Horses and dogs walking around on two legs at night
>An eerie howl in the nearby gorge
>2spooky.jpg
>One particular night having drinks with buddies
>One of them goes outside to piss since another buddy was using the restroom
>5 minutes later comes back inside pale white
>Ask what's wrong
>He tries to utter the words out but he can only say it in-between short breathes
>Find out he was outside pissing behind a car when he the laughter of kids coming from the gorge
>Figures its just pranksters at night
>Soon he hears them say "look at that guy"
>Again he doesn't mind it since he is drunk and thinks its prick kids
>Kids laughing more; one girl hums out his name
>He said his blood went cold hearing his name
>Even colder when he realized the laughters were coming closer and closer
>He zips back up and tries to hurry inside
>Once he turns a corner he sees little black figures standing in his way
>He hears the same giggles he heard before
>Is scared to think how they got to the house so quick
>He doesn't have time to react when one of the figures beings to do a stabbing motion at his side
>It doesn't hurt but he says he can see a shape of an arrowhead
>He sprints back inside to where we found him pale white at the door
>As he finishes his story he begins to wince and feels his shirt
>His two fingers are covered with his blood
>Lifts up his shirt to reveal two stab marks
>He faints instantly with his eyes rolled back
>We all freak out and call the ambulance
>Take him to the hospital
>A few weeks later he goes to a medicine man
>Medicine man says he was stabbed by tribes that lived there a long time ago
>The neighborhood where I grew up is on top of an ancient Indian burial ground
There are some pretty chilling stuff I've witnessed there but this is one of the first I actually witnessed
>>18306291
>at this point, I'm on the 1st floor
>and
>there was a flood of white light coming from our living room, the door wide open
>the room my father was in
>sneak towards the door
>peek inside
>my father, sitting on the couch, watching white static
>there wasn't a phone in his hand
>he was talking to himself, at 12 in the morning, watching nothing.
>I was the definition of a manpussy in my early teens
>Refused to watch any horror movies
>fucking terrified
>tiptoed upstairs, to the bathroom, then back in bed
>next morning
>greeted my father
>asked him about the event
>doesn't remember a thing
>wellfuck.jpg
I haven't seen him do it again
>>18306063
>have a chance to have a qt spirit gf
>hides under blaket
:(