I could feel him looking at me even though there were no eyes.
I ran up the stairs and locked myself in my room until my mother got home.
But I remember that moment SO clearly because it scared me so deeply.
Ill never forget it.
I was staying in their sons room who had moved to Brisbane for university.
Each night I had the same recurring nightmare of an alien tentacle trying to grab me.
Turns out it was an adult carpet python over 2 meters long (6.5ft).
Each night it worked its way under a ceiling tile, and onto the bed.
I still have an Indiana Jones fear of snakes, whyd it have to be snakes???
My mother tells a story like this.
Only it was Florida in the 50s and a 6 foot black snake.
It was crawling into bed with her at night for the warmth.
Shed feel it and scream.
She correctly identified it as a snake.
But when her parents would turn on the light and tear the bed apart, it was never there.
This went on for several nights.
No one believed her until their dachshund finally caught it in the closet and killed it.
While he was out there he said it seemed like an invisible monster was coming right at him.
A previous owner had died in one of my childhood homes.
The noises I heard was him moving around on him arms and knees up there.
She just blankly stared down at me and my sister.
Id get so scared yelling Mom!
and she never responded.
It knew it was not my mom.
When I was older I told my Aunt about it and she told me they werent dreams.
My mom would go into our rooms randomly to check on us.
She had serious mental health issues that got worse over the years.
Occasionally she would have episodes of anxiety of something happening to us and guard us at night.
Due to the traumatic death of her 1st child it apparently triggered obsessive anxiety when we were younger.
I still tend to associate the nightmare mom as not being my mom.
I came home from work.
Opened the door and took my shoes off.
He was just staring at me.
Something felt off so I called out to him.
So I kept calling out to him.
This goes on for an uncomfortably long time.
And Im just standing there looking back at him.
Then all of a sudden he busts out laughing.
That shit was just screwing with me.
I freaking hate my family sometimes.
I opened the box one day and noticed that two of the rings were out of order.
I thought someone in my family had moved them because there was zero explanation for this.
My family wouldnt have known anything was amiss aside from the fact I was so convinced something was off.
I was 24 and working at a startup dotcom.
After the initial shock, I went through the apartment examining the closets, under the bed, etc.
Deep down, I knew it wasnt true but I couldnt think of any other explanation.
I later found out it was the woman I was dating at the time who did it.
She was the person who hired me.
She used to visit my place and snoop through my things when I was gone.
She also slept in my bed overnight several times when I was away for the weekend.
If she hadnt made my bed, I never would have known anything was going on.
I was five years old and playing in a pile of leaves in our backyard.
The yard had a brick wall at the far end; on the opposite side was a highway.
There were a few openings along the bottom of the wall, for drainage, I guess.
So Im playing in the leaves and suddenly I hear this SUPER weird noise.
It was moving slowly and really weird, and I froze in the leaf pile and just watched.
It staggered up to the leaf pile and I realized it was just a cat.
I knew what cats were, because my dad loved cats and we had several pets.
This cat was enormous and he was also very fluffy.
(Think Crookshanks from Harry Potter.)
So I grabbed this cat and dragged him into the house to show my parents.
That was the noise I heard.
And the reason the cat was walking so weird was because his spine was broken.
There was a real monster that day.
It just wasnt the cat.
When I was 12ish something, I came home to find the bedrooms lights on.
If it was just my bedroom, then it wouldnt have been a problem.
But my brothers room lights were also on and we never leave those lights on.
Then I turn and see a couple of wooden spoons on top of our kitchens cabinet.
I knew for a fact that I hadnt left any spoon sitting there.
I also didnt recognize those two spoons.
That was when I realized that someone had been inside our house.
Instead of giving it back, he kept them with himself.
Days later, his mom asked him to, idk, deliver something to my mom?
But there was no one at home, so he used his keys to enter our house.
I think he stole money from us as well.
I live on the ground floor of some apartments.
There was really intense knocking on my door and some neighbors doors at midnight.
I was honestly terrified, I couldnt see anything.
Her husband had been abusing her and had just kicked her out of the apartment.
It was freezing outside and she was only in her underwear.
He had broken her glasses and taken her phone, wallet, and keys.
It took the police 5 hours to get here.
She came over to borrow my phone to call a family member.
She seems to regret calling the police but still plans to leave her husband.
The police didnt help her.
I dont have much more to say besides that.
My uncle bought an old house (150ish years old) as a fix-up project.
If you went up the stairs you had an option to turn right or left.
Left led to a series of bedrooms and right had a landing and one bedroom past it.
If you took the dog upstairs she would cry and run away if you tried to take her right.
My cousin insisted that the bedroom to the right was haunted, thus the frightened dog.
Later we worked on the house and found that the landing to the right was structurally unsafe.
A little after I graduated highschool some friends and I were hanging out at a local park after dark.
Decided to go walk through the woods for the spookiness of it.
A couple of friends claimed it appeared to be floating towards us as it howled like a banshee.
This happened to my cousins friend, living in San Francisco in the early 90s.
I was just a kid, so I dont remember the exact details.
Her friend lived in a typical SF apartment, often coming home late from work.
The washing noise went on for hours.
She thought it was annoying, but completely normal.
Upstairs neighbor probably couldnt sleep and decided to move some furniture and deep clean the bathroom.
Next day morning she saw her neighbor going downstairs with large black trash bags.
Again she told herself its weird but normal, since her neighbor has been up late cleaning.
The roommate was caught, and the police discovered large trash bags of body parts.
The incident happened that night when she heard the strange noises.
I woke up but I was maybe 9 so I went right back to sleep.
My mom got up and ushered her back to bed.
This did not happen to me, but it happened in my city when I was in high school.
This went on for several months.
They even reached out to their pastor to bless the house.
Well, the house wasnt haunted.
It turned out that a drifter had wandered in at some point and had been living in their attic.
One day, one of the family members came home unexpectedly and caught them.
Called police for an active break in.
The cops quickly discovered what had been going on.
So the old guy sets up a camera to record the kitchen so he can confront his son later.
She was apparently living in the crawl space of his home.
Scared the living hell out of me.
My friend lived up in these pitch black windy hills about 20 minutes from any ambient city lights.
No traffic stoplights, street lights nothing.
One night when driving up to visit him I reached a stop sign.
I get to my friends house convinced I had seen a ghost and was freaking out about it.
We lived in this big beautiful farm house in the middle of nowhere California.
It was my first time having my own room.
There may have been more to it but I was a little kid at the time.
My uncle helped us pack everything up and asked if we left anything in the attic.
Mom said shed never been up there but he was welcome to look.
There was only one entrance, through my bedroom.
When he got up there he found my favorite cabbage patch doll hung by its neck from the ceiling.
It looked like someone was conducting a seance up there with my toys.
After that Mom was totally fine with us moving out as fast as humanly possible.
Wish I had a better ending for you but we never found out who did it or why.
Mom was a single parent at the time.
We didnt have a father figure or visiting relatives so who knows.
There is the story about the experienced firefighter chief trying to put out a kitchen fire.
A minute later the kitchen floor collapsed and it turned out that the basement had been ablaze.
Post hoc the chief realised that the air felt hotter than could be explained by the kitchen fire alone.
Had a fire chief pull us back from a building because it was all wrong.
Big ass explosion followed and would have turned us into crispy critters.
I have a little dog that barks at everything.
Once I got over the initial fear of ghost, I realized that she probably needed to pee.
I let her out and she ran straight to a bush in the corner.
There is nothing there so I pick her up and take her inside.
When I turn to walk I saw some kind of shadow so definitely ghost now and I run.
The next day a cop shows up at my door.
The guy didnt take anything, he was just walking around when someone found him.
They think the guy used my backyard to get to the 2 houses.
Woke up in the night to a womans voice, wailing.
I live in a quiet residential total suburb and there arent many noises past 8pm normally.
I thought I was dreaming, or hearing a ghost.
It made my hair stand on end.
To be safe, I peeked out the window and didnt see anything unusual.
I was about to fall back asleep when I heard urgent, low voices.
I tried to understand them, but it sounded like a gutteral, surreal language.
In my yard was a woman writhing on the ground and a man standing above her.
And beside him was his partner, pointing a gun at the writhing woman.
The one with the gun said in a measured tone maam you should probably get back inside your house.
Stay away from the windows.
Dont open that door again until morning
I noped the fuck out of there and followed her directions.
Still dont know what happened.
