I was at this scene of a suicide (work related).
Guy shot him self with a shotgun, right under the chin.
When I walked in, a black cat was sitting in his blood and staring at me.
Gabriel
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Updated 1 year ago,January 16, 2024
Do you believe these scary stories fromAsk Reddit?
At this point in the dream, Id always wake up screaming.
The worst part was I had night terrors, so sometimes Id wake up standing next to my closet.
Anyway, I was talking to my mom the other day and this dream came up.
Theres no way I could have remembered that door, but years later, I kept dreaming about it.
None of my friends believe this story, but I swear its true.
2.Fishing on Lake Minnewanka in Banff national park with a good friend.
About 50 feet from shore.
Around 8:30 pm, I see glowing red eyes.
Up in the trees.
Like… red… like predator I guess.
I do a double-take… they are gone.
I decide not to say anything, maybe Im trippin.
Did just smoke up.
Yup, I saw them too.
We look back and they are gone.
We decide to aim the boat towards the shoreline.
Its not dark yet but sun is going down.
No owls, no goats in the trails.
I cant blame him.
The Stoney people called it Minn-waki or Lake of the Spirits.
They respected and feared this lake for its resident spirits.
The Early Europeans called it Devils Lake.
I used to go camping there.
I do not any more.
Mostly because its bear country for most of the summer.
But yeah also because of those bright red eyes.
I will never forget that.
Most surreal thing Ive ever seen.
I was up late one night watching TV in the living room.
The living room was right off of the kitchen, separated only by an L shaped bar.
It was way past her bedtime, so I told her she needed to go back to bed.
When I didnt hear her answer, I got up and walked around the bar and into the kitchen.
There was no one there.
I laughed it off and she said, No, Im serious.
We have a ghost.
Your uncle and I both have seen her and heard her.
We call her Giggles, because we hear her giggling.
We usually only see her in the hallway before she disappears.
All of a sudden, I remembered the disappearing girl in the kitchen.
I asked her what her ghost looked like.
She said she had blonde hair with braids and wore a white dress.
My cousin is blonde.
4.Growing up, I had a friend named Adam.
Adam lived a few houses over, in a house with an overgrown yard.
I met his parents once.
They were very strange, didnt smile, and obviously didnt want me there.
I remember Adam telling me that he was sick, thats why he couldnt play that much.
He was a small boy, pale with dark hair.
Eventually, Adam stopped showing up all together.
Later in life, I asked my sister if she remembered him.
She doesnt, and according to my parents that house was empty the entire time we lived there.
I dont know who Adam was, I dont know why I so vividly remember him and his parents.
We started talking about how if we saw one it would change our perspective entirely.
I said out loud, If something is here I wish it would just show us.
Two nights later Im sound asleep and have the most vivid, brutal nightmare Ive ever had.
I mean I was SOBBING.
I looked at the foot of my bed and saw a man sitting on his heels staring at me.
It looked like he was 80 years old but never hit puberty thats as best I can describe it.
His face looked kind but his eyes looked so wicked it struck terror into my soul.
He almost looked curious, but morbidly so.
He was wearing clothes that looked like he was a newspaper salesman from 1890s New York.
I only saw him for a split second and he was gone.
HERES THE CRAZY PART.
So I was spooked to shit right?
I LOST MY GOD DAMN MIND.
I literally drove home at 3am and told my parents through tears I wanted to stay home until summer.
I stayed at home for a week or so and then went back.
My room mate started having night terrors after that but we moved soon after.
Ive never been so scared in all of my life.
6.Id hallucinate stuff like shadows arguing or corner of my eye people.
The scariest one was reoccurring.
Its more recent and Im chalking up its creation to me being stressed out.
It would perch on my table and watch me from across my bedroom.
Its always dark but I know that if I can see it, it can see me.
When Id say something about it, everyone would laugh and say that I was nuts/I was cursed.
I havent seen it in a few months and idk if itll come back.
7.I remember when I was little and was taking a bath with the help with my mom.
Some guests came over so she left me alone for a bit to talk to them leaving me.
Its very cliche, black hair, pale skin, looking at me in the mirror.
It could be my imagination but this isnt the first time Ive seen crazy shit.
8.When I was about fifteen or so, I went upstairs in the early evening.
The reflected light contained the shadow of words, and spelled execute Jennifer.
I went to get my sister to show her, and the message was gone.
She didnt know what to say, and didnt believe me.
9.I work night shift at a nursing home.
At my first job (5 years ago) the building used to be a school in the 50s.
So the set up is already eerie… anyway.
There was the usual noises heard in the distance and cold chills every now and then.
I called in and quit the next day.
Me calling DONs private number: Hey this is so-and-so…
I dont think Im coming in tonight… actually Im not coming in tonight.
Im not coming back in any night.
DON: Can… can I ask why?
The facility I work in currently is down the street from that place.
And one if my current coworkers used to work there.
She has a similar story.
Side note: I also got stuck in the stairwell one time.
The keypad wasnt working.
Surprised Im still in this line of work.
10.When I was a kid, I used to stay at my grandparents house a lot.
Theyve had that house for as long as my mom has been alive, possibly even longer.
All I know is that the history of the property is still unknown to this day.
During the summer I would frequently stay at that house and spend a lot of time in that room.
I wish I was making this up.
They were hand/sock puppets and it looked like it was only performed by one or two people.
I decided to brush it off my shoulder and ignore it.
Oh man, do I regret that.
It was pitch black out in the hallway, but I could clearly see a figure standing there.
My stomach sank and my heart started beating quickly.
I was wide awake now.
I blinked a few times and I swear every time I did, it got a little bit closer.
I swear I could see my breath because of how cold it is.
Never to be seen again.
I know that wasnt a dream and what I saw was real.
I was about 6 or 7 when this happened and Im 16 now.
We were wondering what to do with it.
She called it George and hung it on that punching bag thing.
When I slept, it was directly in my eyesight if I looked through my bedroom door.
When I blinked, it was back to normal.
This happened many times over the course of 4 years before George started falling apart.
I was happy, but my mom was sad.
Even when I told her what I saw, she thought I was just having bad dreams.
Im sure that dragon head was looking straight at me.
12.I was at this scene of a suicide (work related).
Guy shot him self with a shotgun, right under the chin.
When I walked in, a black cat was sitting in his blood and staring at me.
I had heard stories about how creepy it was and people getting uneasy feelings while down there alone.
I was naive and didnt really believe it until one night I had to go down there by myself.
The place is huge and dimly lit with rows of shelves of hospital supplies everywhere.
I go to leave and suddenly I hear a huge crash behind me.
I came back to my floor and all but one of my coworkers thought I was bluffing.
14.About a decade ago, I was helping my sister and her husband move into their new apartment.
Now, Mary is a widow.
Im also a guy.
Keep that in mind.
When I first got to Marys house, I was immediately hit by how unwelcoming the place felt.
She was really nice, but the house just felt angry, as if I was an intruder.
The building was also ice cold despite it being summer and there being no AC.
It was off putting to say the least but I just chalked it up to nerves.
Something is seriously off about this place, but I dont know what exactly.
One room was her husbands study.
All of it was covered in some serious dust.
The room didnt look exactly ominous but it was certainly bizarre.
She finally leads me to the guest room and I start to get ready to turn in.
Its about 11 PM.
A few hours later at about 1 or 1:30, I wake up to what sounds like footsteps.
Then something hits me like a brick.
These footsteps are far too deep and far too loud to belong to Mary.
They sound like the footsteps of a bigger guy.
I eventually fall back asleep.
I wake up again at about 3 or 3:30.
Im fucking terrified and paralyzed in fear.
I grab my phone and fucking take off.
I will never forget what I saw next.
Made an offhand comment on some website about how I wasnt scared of ghosts and didnt believe in them.
Then I turned it off and went to sleep with the laptop beside me in my bed.
Next morning when I give a shot to power it on, nothing happens.
But the laptop feels unusually light.
Thats when I realized the battery had been physically removed and placed in the kitchen.
I was alone in my apartment and do not have a history of sleepwalking at all.
With my parents or not, he was there.
Yes he was there, bought everything me and my family bought.
Yes, he was staring at me on the other side of the school gate.
Out in the city?
Yes, following me in the streets.
The next thing I knew was that one of my friends kept seeing the guy everywhere.
Then she told me the guy disappeared after a few weeks.
Then this other kid started telling everyone about the guy following him.
17.My story starts when I was roughly 8.
I yelled several times for my mom and finally got back.
What is it dear?
Not seeing her I yell, Where are you?
Again I hear a voice, Im over here here.
I dont see her and call out again.
This repeats about 4 times and as I get closer and the voice gets louder.
My heart jumps into my throat and I book it outside.
Parents left town for a few days and I had some friends come over.
Night starts off normal we play some video games and all is well.
We have no idea what he talking about.
He said, Banging on the door and making weird sounds while Im taking a piss, soooooo funny.
We are all genuinely confused as we havent moved.
He doesnt believe us but sits down and rejoins the group.
Now the second friend comes back from downstairs and has a similar complaint.
We deny it they dont believe it.
Jokes continue and someone said, Ah come on now you cant really believe that ghosts exist?
And everyone is like nahh they probably dont.
Move forward to me being 20 and telling my mom of the weird things that I witnessed.
She tells me: Oh I know theres at least a family of 3 that I know of.
2 little boys one always has a bouncing ball and the other giggles a lot and an old man.
I hadnt even gotten to that part in my story.
18.It was a warm summer morning back when I was a kid.
He was reading a book and didnt seem to notice me.
I thought it was weird but I didnt feel scared or anything.
It felt like the room was filled with a warm, loving energy if that makes sense.
I immediately pointed out the guy who sat in the middle and said:How funny!
He looks just like the angel I saw!
!and my moms face turned white as a ghost.
Im very convinced it was him visiting me.
19.About 8 years ago now I was taking a drive out to Kansas from the east coast.
I was with a friend and we were going out to see her grandparents.
She seemed a bit panicky when going over everything but I managed to calm her down.
She insisted that the entire family had seen these things with the exception of her grandparents.
Ok, that was a little strange but whatever, Im tired.
Fast forward to night #2 at the grandparents home.
Its around 11pm and my friend is crashed out on the couch watching tv.
Im in an adjacent bedroom from which I can see her laying on the couch.
I tried to get up several more times with the same result.
I must have been sleeping.
It was a dream.
No old grey man and my friend was fast asleep.
So I start pacing around the room trying to decide how I feel about what had just happened.
I glance over to my friend her eyes are open and she says, You seen it.
I say, Get in the car, I cant be here right now.
Ok, my nerves are not on fire anymore and we are heading back to the grandparents home.
We arrive and they are waiting for us inside.
I tell them exactly what happened to me and I get: Yeah, thats strange.
All the children have mentioned stories of things but we have never seen them.
We are sorry you had to go through that.
Its obvious they dont believe me.
My conclusion is that the experience was indistinguishable from reality in the moment.
I dont know what that means but it changed the way I look at things.
21.I was flicking through these and told my girlfriend about one and she hit me up with these stories.
Just some background she is a dedicated science brain and not superstitious at all.
This women was not someone that she recognized.
The old lady would sooth her back to sleep often patting her feet at the end of her bed.
They both shared a room, but would see her at different times.
We doubt very much it was someone coming into their rooms at night.
22.I used to have a buddy that lived in the same neighborhood, a few streets over.
One night we were having a couple of beers in his backyard while playing cards.
It was a short walk (MAYBE 15 minutes door-to-door) so I never drove.
Anyway, it was a nice night… uneventful trip.
I told him where Id been and asked why he was going in to work at night.
Thats when he kind of laughed and asked if I was drunk.
In my entire life, Id never felt more confused than I did in that moment.
I could tell he was dead serious but I KNEW I had just left my friends house.
I checked my phone and sure enough… 5-something in the AM.
My roommate left for work.
I paced circles in the living room for a bit then called the friend whose house Id just left.
He groggily answered and confirmed Id left at ten the previous evening.
I just dont know what happened to that time.
23.Not quite sure how young I was at the time but it was probably between 5-8.
I was in my babysitter bed at the time in her trailer park.
It was 3:00am I had woken up because I had to pee.
I went under the blankets trying to hide and when I looked back she was gone.
I didnt want to sound crazy so Ive never told anyone.
I just sat in her bed watching infomercials until 6:00am when she woke up.
Never even thought about sleeping there again.
I honestly forget how much this affected me until I started writing this.
Really freaked me out man.
24.This happened to me last year and I fully understand why no one believed me because it sounds ridiculous.
I had to be there by 8 am, but I like to get there half an hour early.
There is fuck all light on the bike path.
This street is dead quiet.
I didnt see her at first because as I said it was pitch black on the bike path.
She crosses the road and walks up to me.
She asked me if I knew where X road was.
I turned to point in the direction of the road she was looking for.
I turned back and she was gone.
This old women who was walking at a snails pace disappeared within 3 seconds.
25.This was 4 years ago.
He was 10 meters away and walking what it looked like towards me.
You arent experienced enough to dodge it like that and something of that kind.
26.I woke up to something, it sounded like a door shutting.
My cat doesnt do this pop in of thing unless a dog is in the room.
This swaying was accompanied by a shadow.
I dont mean a supernatural shadow, but it looked like the shadow of a person behind the door.
I was paralyzed in fear.
I lied there for 5 minutes naked watching this door away.
I considered yelling and trying to scare them away but I was terrified someone might respond.
I legitimately thought this was the moment where I will have to defend myself or be killed.
I fucking checked every corner too.
But there was no one there.
28.My neighbor was dying of a heart condition about 6 years ago.
He knew he was, so he was giving away his valuables to people he trusted with them.
Neighbor gave me his tackle box.
He loved to fish.
Anyways, soon after, he passed away in his home.
Exactly a week after that, I woke up to the tackle box at the foot of my bed.
The next morning, I wake up, its at the foot of my bed again.
Next morning, nothing.
Okay, I guess it was him.
Didnt give it much thought after that.
Now im starting to freak out.
So I did what any rational person would and I went fishing with it.
After I went fishing, I put the tackle box away, and it hasnt moved since then.
It was seemingly random numbers followed by a long period of the same phrase repeated over and over again.
The phrase was they took the crosstown bus over and over again.
None of the other drivers heard it but man was it creepy to hear.
Eventually the regular radio station came back on and they never mentioned anything about it.
30.Didnt see it but heard it.
We attempt to answer back but theres no response.
