He said Yep.'
As I passed one of the cabinets, a voice whispered in my ear wake up.
It has messed with me to this day.
Id rather have heard absolutely ANYTHING else because wake up just messes with you.
Didnt fall or slide off; we actually saw it take a leap as if somebody threw it.
We both just sat there being really confused before even questioning it out loud.
I lifted the fence up enough for him to get back through.
The next day I got home and the yard was eerily quiet.
Hed usually run up to greet me.
He would sit with his back to me, looking out the windows to the backyard.
I dont remember ever seeing his face.
I dont think I saw him many times but I do remember his image very clearly.
They always refused and my mom especially would get super mad at me for asking.
When I got older I chalked it up to my overactive kid brain.
Didnt think much of it tbh.
It didnt happen too often but just enough to deeply freak them out.
So when I mentioned seeing the same little boy, my mom was just terrified herself.
There were other strange stuff in that house but this was 100% the most vivid I remember.
I genuinely thought it was my mother and asked, mom, what are you doing in the corner?
The figure did not move.
I asked it again and when I had no response, I just went straight back to bed.
Icolyclast
Message from beyond
When I was 16, an uncle (dads brother) passed unexpectedly.
Weeks later, I had a dream about him and he told me to quit smoking cigarettes.
(It was way more involved but its been 20+ years so I dont remember the rest.)
itsnotboringenough
The Ghosts of Bacon
I worked for an online retailer warehouse for a few months.
Outside youd see a concrete retaining wall, and some trucks.
Obviously after a while Id barely see out of my periphery, wall trucks, trucks wall.
Until one day I saw trucks and then in the second window, pigs.
Of course, when I looked back, no pigs.
Ot was only when I got lazy and stopped paying attention that it happened again.
Pigs, hill, then look back and gone.
Apparently the land used to be a farm, never found out if it was a pig farm.
I like to think its a flash of the past and not the ghosts of bacon.
SmuckersBunny
Little friend
I used to do pest control.
Went to a customers business for the first time.
I picked everything up so I could apply treatment to the floor Boards and surrounding rooms.
I turned around and looked to see nobody behind me but a door swinging open.
The hair on my neck instantly stood up and I put two in two together.
I grabbed my shit and ran down stairs.
The receptionist saw me and started laughing.
My sister and a few cousins flew out see him, and he was getting worse.
I wanted to say my finally goodbyes.
I woke up right after , and cried tears of joy/sadness .
It felt so real.
I sobbed all day.
He was a drunk our whole lives but it still hurt.
Suddenly a glass flew across an empty table and landed on the floor.
I was facing that direction and fully saw it as if it was pushed across the table.
I looked behind me at the only other couple and they were wide eyed and confused.
Apparently the motel has a permanent resident that likes attention!
freegranny4444
Kitchen encounter
I saw my deceased ex husband in my kitchen.
And it was loud, as if it were in the room with me.
I paused my t.v.
yet the sound persisted.
He was looking around, as if taking stock of my apartment.
Something he did a lot when he was alive.
He turned his head and saw me frozen, staring at him.
The expression on his face was knew I would never forget.
When I turned back to my ex, he was gone.
Its worth noting that he had only been dead for a couple months too.
Some Romanian women I worked with told me that the dead stick around for three months before crossing over.
Dahhhkness
What took you so long?
My grandfather love my grandmother a lot.
He would constantly tell her she was beautiful and would always do embarrassing things to make her laugh.
Unfortunately she died a few months after being diagnosed with cancer.
This affected him a lot but as time went on he came to terms with it.
My grandfather lived on for another 18 years.
We calmly explained to him that shell be back soon and she was just out doing some chores.
Unlike most times, he was being persistent on wanting to see her.
We explained to him again that shell be back soon but he kept getting more persistent.
He started to frantically call for her.
Ive been waiting for you with a smile.
It was a Friday night.
We deliver pizzas until 3am Fridays and Saturdays.
Being the desperate for money teenager I was, I offered to do the delivery.
This was before smart phones had gps so I used a Garmin.
I plugged in the address and off I went.
The Garmin took me deep into the backwoods of rural Texas.
I finally arrive to my destination.
The house looked like something in a horror movie.
Big wooden two story house with no lights on.
The first thing I notice about the house was that the front door was wide open.
I sat in my car for a few minutes debating on turning back and claiming no one was home.
Something just didnt feel right.
I needed the tip money so I sucked it up and approached the house.
When I got to the open front door I didnt enter.
I knocked again as loud as I could.
I finally got the courage to say something, pizza delivery!
There was a few seconds of silence until I heard a weird voice, upstairs!
I walked in the house and could barely make out my surroundings because it was so dark.
I make it to the bottom of the stairs and look up into the dark abyss.
Again I said, pizza delivery.
The voice spoke again, come up stairs.
I cant get out of bed.
Something was very off about this voice.
It didnt sound normal.
The hairs stood up on my neck.
There was no fucking way I was going up there.
The tip wasnt worth it.
Have a good night.
As I turned away the voice said, No!
I cant get out of bed!
I replied, Im sorry Im not even allowed to enter someones home on the job.
Youll have to come get it.
I heard some loud banging from up stairs with the voice shouting at full volume, COME UP STAIRS!
I CANT COME OUT OF BED!
The voice shouted this over and over again like it was a recording on a loop.
The banging got louder and louder as the voice got louder.
I noped the fuck out of there at full speed.
To this day I have no idea what the fuck happened in that house.
AskMeAboutMyTie
A haunting
I met a girl a long time ago.
Like, close to 20 years ago.
She told me about how shed experience the same thingthe same hauntingevery few nights.
Easiest way to access them was through the garagethats how everyone came inside anyway.
No one used the actual front door upstairs.
The faucet would turn on and a bowl or something would crash in the sink.
The water would stop.
The footsteps would continue through the dining room and to the staircase.
It was a mini-spiral staircase that led to the living room.
Her bedroom was attached to that.
Then the footsteps would stop halfway up.
It was only about ten steps before the top but she said theyd always stop at the same point.
When she told me this, I panicked.
I asked her the address.
It was the same house Id lived in as a kid 4 years before she did.
And I experienced the same thing.
Only Id never told a single person about it.
Not my parents, my brothers, my friendsno one.
Yet she described it perfectly, step by step, room by room.
TommyRockbottom
Earrings
4 years ago my fiance died.
We took with us some things in the plane but everything else was shipped.
I called my mum back home to see if I had left them somewhere but had no luck.
I was absolutely devastated.
Few more months and we finally receive the cargo with all our stuff.
I miss him so much.
You are going to lose them.
