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> Be me, about 4
> sitting at the table having lunch
> mom is in the next room with her friend
> eating my food when I notice something
> it looks like eyes are staring at me from inside the oven
> they look like a cat's but they're huge
> the oven looks like it's slowly opening
> I scream and my mom comes running in
> the eyes are gone and the oven is closed
> I tell her what I saw
> She doesn't even listen. She just puts me in my bed and tells me to sleep
> Did not sleep at all
Another:
> Sleeping in my bed. About 8 at this point.
> Can't sleep. Feel like I'm being watched.
> Go into my Mom's room multiple times but she sends me back.
> Laying in bed, suddenly get a cold sweat.
> Guess I fell asleep, because I wake up, and my mom is laying on my bed.
> She looks really weird tho. Her eyes are wide open and she is looking at me from upside down.
> No expression on her face. She slowly caresses my cheek.
> I'm in a cold sweat and my heart is beating really fast. Something is really wrong and I can tell.
> Suddenly, she's gone. I'm terrified and hardly sleep after that.
> Next morning, I ask my mom why she was acting like that.
> She had no idea what I was talking about and tries to convince me it was a dream.
> To this day it still creeps me out.
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>>19445030
Ghost in the oven? Oy vey!!! Its anudda paranormal shoah!
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reposting from last thread
>I'm 7 years old
>my parents built an addition to the house so my grandma could live with us, it's all the way across the house from my bedroom
>parents go out for the night, grandma is the only one home and she's watching TV in the addition
>we don't have dogs or anything, just a cat
>lying in bed trying to fall asleep, definitely not sleeping or dreaming, when I hear footsteps coming down the hallway leading to my room
>slow, heavy footsteps, and some kind of heavy breathing
>like something huge and fat, or someone in a big heavy costume
>footsteps get closer and closer and stop in front of my door
>hear the heavy breathing coming from right above my door
>there's a fucking shadow on the floor right behind it
>start screaming my lungs out for grandma, no way was I opening that door
>it takes her a good few minutes to walk across the house to me, she's confused because she didn't see or hear anything
>I just sit on her lap and cry from fear until parents come home
I really hope there's a reasonable explanation for that shit
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Most mothers would allow their children to sleep with them for a night after been freaked out at that age. it's unfortunate yours practically ignored it.
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