The truth is out there.
Out the Door by 5:15 am.
Clock in at work 5:5x am.
Never fails unless major traffic incident on the highway.
Boss calls half way through my commute, Hey, you coming in?
and I say Yeah, why do you ask?.
Boss well its 6:30 am and you usually call if youre going to be late.
I look at my dashboard and yup.
Somewhere between leaving my door and getting on the road I lost about 1 hour.
My brother was up in our bedroom reading.
I go upstairs, and our bedroom at the time was at the end of the hallway.
We were both creeped out, and told our mom what happened, but nothing ever came of it.
Remember how he left right when you came in the room?
What the hell was that?
Because he remember it exactly the way I do Im convinced this really happened.
Late to the party but Ill share anyways.
To this day we have no idea what it was.
Looked around the entire kitchen and didnt find anything that looked similar to the goo.
We just chalked it up to an inter-dimensional being jizzing on my friend.
I heard it in my mind.
I walked to the bathroom as I knew my wife was taking a bath.
I found her face down in the water, she was unconscious, having suffered an epileptic seizure.
Fortunately, I found her in time.
Not as spooky as some other things Ive read.
my door is right next to my desk so I can see out.
I then see like 5 men in suits walk up the stairs and start walking to my room.
All the men are gone but my door is wide open.
Like someone had grabbed it and chucked it across the room.
We could find no explanation for this whatsoever.
Eventually we just chalked it up to WTF?!
and moved on, but it was definitely weird.
My cousin and I both remember a room that apparently doesnt exist.
It was pretty fun, kind of like having a temporary sister.
Only problem was, we didnt have a dog, and I never had a bunk bed.
For whatever reason, Id never considered how little sense the memory made.
Thinking maybe she was just going along with the story, I asked her what color the bedframe was.
She thought about it for a second and then answered red.
None of them had red bunk beds.
I still have no idea what happened.
I had something similar as a child at daycare.
Were walking down the hall in single file, turn a corner, and suddenly everyones disappeared.
Its gotten darker outside.
I freak out, run around, looking for someone and eventually find them.
The only remaining thing I recall is them telling me my mother said shed be late.
They never acted as if I was gone.
But, why did I have to go find someone if Im at daycare?
Shouldnt someone have been with me already?
We were on a somewhat busy road.
It was getting dark but wasnt quite dark yet.
There were street lights and business lights everywhere so visabilty was still great.
This road was 3 lanes in each direction and there was a concrete median dividing the traffic.
I was in the left lane next to the median, and a traffic light was coming up.
It instantly made me nervous.
As soon as I thought that, he stepped out to cross the street.
My best friend and I both instantly braced for impact as I slammed on my brakes.
We went through him.
I looked in my rear-view and there wasnt anyone there.
There was no one there and no way he could have ran off or hidden anywhere that fast.
We both turned toward to each other and almost in sync asked each other did you see that man.
We both saw the same thing.
I had a baby in the back seat.
She was about 3 months old.
Also, we both saw the white cloth fling across the windshield, like he was hitting it.
But there was no impact, nothing.
It was like he went through the car.
I have the same issue.
I remember spending the night with my mom at this one farmhouse near where my grandparents lived.
Problem is nobody else remembers, says we never knew the people who lived there.
Years ago when I was home from college I saw that house for sale online.
The only explanation is that my mom was a drug addict when I was younger.
Theres no proof, but how the fuck could I remember that house so vividly?
When I was a little kid I could see into the hallway that connected my room to the house.
it was a short hallway, maybe 8 feet long.
It was so fast, all I could tell was it was an orb of light.
I had a job as a security guard in a hundred plus year old building.
The footsteps stop at my desk, so I close my shift report and look up.
No one, no thing, no change, nada….
I thought I was hallucinating due to lack of sleep, so I played along with my delirium.
I went back to filling out my report.
If you dont mind, I have a report to fill out, kindly excuse me.
About ten seconds later, the steps started away from me going back up the stairs.
I was terrified, way to scared to actually look back up.
But after that, I never had another issue in the building.
Was I freaking out, or did I crack up a 60 year dead cop ghost?
Who knows, really…. We tore that room up, never found it.
I worked the overnight shift at an AM radio station back in the 90s.
Saw a car come down the driveway to the parking lot.
Went out to see who it was and the car was just gone.
I would have seen if it had turned around or backed out.
No music in the car, complete silence.
He had asked himself a question in his head and I answered him.
He was so freaked out that I heard him.
I was 6 and my brother was ten.
We had a 21 year old foster brother who lived with us off and on.
One night I woke up to see him standing in the doorway of my room, checking on me.
I said his name in a questioning voice.
He said, Its okay.
Go back to sleep.
Around the same time, my brother woke up in tears.
Turns out our brother died in a car crash that evening.
I saw my mom holding my baby sister in her arms and taking her to bed.
Not weird, right?
My mom was still pregnant with my sister at that time.
I went to kitchen and saw her still in there.
I didnt even bother going to bedroom to see who just went in there.
Stay in living room and mind my own business.
This one scarred me for a couple of months.
When I hit the floor, I instantly transported to a dinner table at which I was an adult.
There was a woman sitting across from me, with a toddler boy and a preteen girl.
Then, the woman (my wife?)
asked me a question.
Hours later, I found out I just had a minor concussion.
To this day, I can still clearly remember all their faces and what the house looked like.
When I turned to get a better look, I couldnt reconcile what the fuck I was seeing.
It was a metal cube just … gliding through the air pretty high up.
We ran to the other side of the trees but it was already gone.
Still creeps me out to think about.
We did live right next to a military base so … make of that what you will.
Thing had all the aerodynamics of a literal brick though.
I couldnt move it was like someone was holding my foot down.
Then I heard this voice tell me ok now it’s possible for you to step on the break.
Both the tow truck and the highway patrol officer was incredulous that I didnt roll the car.
i was digging a grave for a passed-on pet in the woods behind my house.
i leaned on my shovel to stop for a break.
i saw some kind of animal dart in front of me and leaned forward to look at it closely.
i just got up and began digging again.
so i went back to my moms house to cool off.
she freaked out because i was covered in blood.
no idea what it was.
I was cruising on the highway and in front of me was a tunnel through the mountains.
I checked my gps but had no signal on my phone.
Unusual, the whole trip i normally have signal.
I immediately took the exit before the tunnel to get my bearings.
I took a left and the only thing around was a small 50s style diner and a parking lot.
There were old classic cars and new cars but there was not a single soul to be seen.
Just a closed diner and parking lot full of cars.
I didnt even slow down.
I fucking noped out of there so hard.
Pulled a uey in the street and drove back to the on ramp to the highway.
Once I was back on the highway I drove for about 30 minutes until the gps came back.
I was actually pretty close to home.
Growing up my brother beat the shit out of me constantly.
Like, cut eyes, bloody noses, police called beatings.
I lifted my hand and pointed at him, I cast a sickness on you.
The next day were watching TV and he said, I feel like shit.
Fuck you bitch was all he said and the conversation was over.
A week later it turns out he DID HAVE MONO.
I was freaked out.
I was pretty sure I was a witch and would burn in hell.
I had a friend whose dad was a professor.
Wed get stoned with him and hed always tell me random facts.
I was paranoid as fuck that people would learn this horrible thing I did.
Now that Im not 15 and an idiot, I assume it was just the creepiest coincidence ever.
I have a friend who once told me about a time when he was in his teens.
He slept in a bunk bed with his brother in the lower bunk.
He said he dreamt a demon wearing the skin of a man threatened to kill his brother.
The demon tells him, the only way to rid evil is through evil.
I cant say if its true or not.
Not nearly as terrifying, but I shared a dream with my wife once.
I dreamt that I was in a basement with a friend from work.
On this table were three of my childhood cats.
One was mostly white with spots of black and long hair.
Another was mostly black with spots of white with short hair.
The third was a long haired tabby.
I walked up to them and pet the long haired tabby cat.
The mostly white with black spots was named Annabel.
The mostly black with white spots was named Sylvester.
The long haired tabby was named Garth.
Later my wife woke up and said she dreamt of me.
She dreamt that I was in a room with a table that had three cats on there.
One cat was mostly white with spots of black and had long hair.
The second was mostly black with spots of white with short hair.
The third was a long haired tabby cat.
She said in the dream I walked up to the tabby cat and started petting it.
I did not speak a word of this dream to her.
Freaked me the hell out and I still cant explain it to this day.
INSTANTLY Im thinking this isnt the sun because when I looked to my right the sun was setting.
There was no sound that I could hear from it/them either.
Military VTOL or otherwise I still really want to know what it is.
When I was 12 I spent the night at a friends house.
A bright blue light shined into the bedroom window, lit the room up, then dissipated.
Hotel California resumed like nothing happened.
We were frozen, dumbfounded, and freaked out, getting lots of chills and feeling weird.
…Did you see that?
I looked at the clock.
For the next couple years it became somewhat of an urban legend among my friends.
Wed stay up until 2:14 at each others house and dare something to happen like that again.
Lots of fun, scaring ourselves, but nothing happened.
It just became known as 214 and wed joke about it whenever we saw that it was 2:14.
It was over, and we shut off the TV and were just chatting like normal, falling asleep.
I immediately was struck with fear.
…Did you see that?
My friend replied, …Yeah.
My whole body was covered with shivers, my eyes watering, just freaking out.
Nothing could be back there.
It was no surprise I became a huge X Files fan.
I swear I had an abduction like experience..
I have a hard time talking about it for fear of being thought of as crazy.
When I get home I have a brief moment of relief as I shut and lock the door.
I only saw red, glowing red eyes, staring back at me.
Thank God for that, I thought, as I heard the porch door open and close again.
When I was younger I was really into looking at creepy places with my friends.
Mostly would find nothing, just strange shadows or sounds that we would convince ourselves was much more.
Found the address, printed out the mapquest directions and took on the road.
The road is truly out in the middle of nowhere surrounded by woods.
We got out of the car and headed to the trunk to get our flashlights and backpacks.
We rounded the end of the car and I saw the cabin.
I gestured to my friends to look at the cabin.
Just then we saw what looked to be an orb that was slowly moving towards us.
It was far enough in the distance that we couldnt make out distinctly what the shape was.
It wasnt scary, didnt make me anxious, it did the opposite I was incredibly intrigued and curious.
I started walking into the woods, leaving behind my backpack and flashlight, my friends closely followed.
We asked no questions and headed back to the car.
The adventure was over.
We were all silent and in a daze driving away.
Until my friend said, wait did that guy have a fucking lantern?
What year is he from?
Still a strange weird moment in my life.
5 friends and I were playing flashlight tag/hide and seek and his huge farm.
Across the pond, he has nothing but forest.
Were all playing, and two of us (my friend and I) have these sweet walkie talkies.
We go in, and split up.
Me by myself, and the two others together.
I even went up a tree and bit and found the perfect little nook to just chill in.
About another 20 minutes goes by and I havent heard from them.
I walkie in, and nothing.
Ok, maybe he didnt hear it.
This time, I get a beep back.
It stayed live for about 5 seconds.
Are these things working?
I tried again, and this time, I heard a distinct breathing.
Alright well they have to be messing with me.
Even so, it was freaking me out.
I hop out of the tree and start heading back towards the house.
As soon as I get down, I start hearing a howling.
I thought it was coyotes but there was something off about it.
It sounded just like someone in the distance howling, like a coyote.
I kept hearing the howling and could swear it was getting closer.
I picked up pace and started running towards the edge of the tree line.
As soon as I crossed it, the walkie sounded again and there was a cackle.
Like, Witch cackle.
I have never ran faster up to the house.
Dude ___ and ____ are still out there, they definitively freaked me out.
Turns out, they came back but lost the walkie coming back.
So, something found the walkie.
Or I was just hearing things.
My close friend lived in NYC, and she was driving with some cousins and got in an accident.
This is about 2 am Sunday morning, Im dead sleep.
I dreamt the entire crash, and the scream from when they hit the median woke me up.
It sounded like she was right next to me, screaming in my ear.
As i got my phone to call her and check, she called me.
I told her bits and pieces of what i had seen, but she figured i had guessed everything.
So I keep having this recurring dream.
I walk faster and I hear humming which gets louder and louder.
I go to bed and wake up like nothing happened.
Now the true experience.
I think fuck that and walk faster.
Once I calm down I check the phone and walk home.
Its cracked AND its 12:03am…
My most X-Files/weird as fuck moment when my dream came sort of true.
My brother was helping me across the country.
We borrowed a van and loaded everything up for the last trip.
My brothee checked the kitchen clock but only told me later he did.
We set out but couldnt do more than 80 km/h because of the load.
We both thought we where tired and thought nothing of it.
Not with any car or van atleast.
Also I called before we left which limits the time we could use to travel.
Since then we have never experienced any weirdness like it or otherwise.
Just an hour I lost.
I was scared but couldnt move, like I was weighed down.
Suddenly I snap awake and feel like I literally drop into my bed.
It felt so real and nothing like it has happened since and Im 30 now.
Scared the shit out of me.
I have a weird one.
Was 18 years old.
My father had just tried to commit suicide.
It was just inside the cabin.
My mother is convinced that it was an Angel or a light from Holy Mary.
I told a couple of my friends but was ridiculed, and to this day no one believes me.
Once in a while my mother and I still talk about it.
He survived again and is under medication.
I still think about it.
Especially when I drive at night.
There is something out there…
I was sitting out back at my old place at about 4am during the summer.
There were some railroad tracks behind the apt buildings.
I was sitting parallel to the tracks, just drinking beer and listening to music through some headphones.
All of the sudden I see something in my peripheral vision.
I turn my head and see this gold glowing humanoid figure is walking on the tracks.
It looked like a human, but with no discernible features.
And it was glowing gold.
I had my eyes on it for about a second before it went behind some trees.
Its the only paranormal experience Ive had that I havent been able to find an explanation for.
Then again, I was pretty sauced by this point so it takes away from my credibility.
But I usually dont see glowing figures while drinking.
A bright gold metallic object falling slowly from the sky a few miles away.
This was in the early afternoon.
Still have no idea.
We got all freaked out and were thinking it was some weird x-files thing.
When I was younger, I used to get really extreme deja vu.
There was one time in particular where I went about my day and took a test in school.
I did ok, got the test back, looked over my answers, etc.
Didnt really pay attention to what day it was.
When I was a teenager I learned about lucid dreaming and how to induce them.
Ended up taking a while to perfect how to do it but it was worth it.
And there was a super stereotypical alien inside.
I called it the hole puncher.
But it did nothing.
Like less than nothing.
Then it got pissed.
Then it lurched forward at me and the dread I felt was insane.
The way it moved was sickening in itself.
I cant even describe it.
When it touched me I swear I felt real pain and thats when I finally woke up.
Never happened again but I wont forget it.
Damn, Ive got a good one for this, finally.
In this case, hes an older, well-dressed southern gentleman in a fancy old ford.
Johnsons soul has been exchanged and by sunrise he will suddenly be able to play with otherworldly ability.
After growing bored we began to debate whether or not to call it quits.
Wed tried and wed failed.
At first we werent sure what to believe.
However, this was 1999 or so and things like that just seemed more commonplace than they do now.
Hey, he said.
I like what you guys are doing out here.
You guys are just hanging out here with electric guitars?
We looked at each other.
Yeah my friend said eventually.
Thats a nice guitar.
You should let me take a look at it.
I bet I could fix it up for you, show you a few things that might help.
I knew what hed say next before the words left his mouth.
There are some new tunings I know about….
We stared at the man in utter disbelief.
This couldnt be happening.
My mind felt like it was on fire.
Thousands of thoughts fought desperately for purchase, none willing to budge.
Finally my friend, always the most demonstrative of the two of us, spoke up.
Weve gotta go!
He told us to come by if wed ever had a change of heart.
We ran home, incredulous to the events that had just taken place.
As we approached the general destination, I began to hear faint music that grew louder as we approached.
Looking at my light-up Casio watch, the revelation wasnt lost on me that it was just after midnight.
We never saw the man in the nondescript foreign sedan again, and never attempted another deal.
When I was a freshman in high school I was up early to get ready for school.
My brothers slept till 730 but I was dressed by 7:15 or something.
Call it me trying wayyy to hard.
We live in the middle of no where, on my family farm.
My neighbor is my grandma and the other my aunt.
Each a good half mile apart.
I was putting on my make up, the sun was up and I was 100% awake.
I saw something outside my window.
One of the blinds had been tilted so you could see out even with the blinds pulled.
I watched him look toward the sun, look left then over his shoulder.
At that point I got mad.
I get out side and hes gone.
Theres not many places he could hide but there werent any foot prints in the dew covered grass.
They both have dark brown almost black hair.
Its been almost 20 years since that happened but Ill never forget that kid.
I also cant remember his eyes when I tried to picture them.
So in my memory his eyes are black.
I live in a small, quiet town in North Jersey.
When something crime related or strange goes on everyone knows about it.
Her mom was inside and it was just us trying to sell beaded art to make few bucks.
No one was around so we werent really making anything.
It was coming from the second field hidden by the school building.
After a few minutes of this going on a cop cPooar rounded the corner and the wailing stoped.
The cops pulled up to us and asked if we had seen anything out the ordinary.
We run back inside and tell her mom.
She doesnt believe that we heard anything.
Havent heard anything about the incident around town, no one seems to know what we were talking about.
Mulder theory: cryptid, specifically jersey devil.
Scully theory: mentally unhinged person screaming and making unidentifiable noises in a field.
This happen earlier this year.
Me and my current friend like to drive around and catch up whenever she comes back from college.
We drive typically to around a few towns to a county over.
We were driving through a nice residential area at night after seeing a movie.
Something in from to the houses catches my eye and we stop and look.
It freaks us out for some reason a we bolt.We take a stab at rationalize what was going on.
Maybe they were just out shoveling?
It was like 1 in the morning and there hardly and snow on the ground.
Around an hour later, we drive back and still see the figure there, same exact position.
So we shine her car lights and nope its a fucking person.
We get the fuck out there, scared out of our minds for some reason.
My theory: dead body maybe.
I drag myself home and crawl in for my like four hours of sleep, and fall asleep.
On my end, it seems like Ive just popped into the empty work studio.
Weirdest thing thats ever happened to me.
When I was a kid my family bought a really old ass huge farm house.
One day my Dad decided to add shelves to the hall closet by the front door.
He says (paraphrase) this is really fucked up.
The interior of the closet is bigger than the exterior.
The interior was 3 inches wider, 1 inch taller and 2 inches deeper than the exterior.
We had to move (job relocation).
I always wondered what they discovered.
