I actually thought I was going to die that day.
I got home from work one day and went about my daily routine.
When it came time to eat dinner i knocked on my moms door to come and eat.
Rob Potter
I smelled cigarette smoke and heard her grunt a response.
So I went back down and ate alone.
I figured i would just put a plate away for her.
Fast forward to about 2 am, I am awoken by someone holding my hand and gently shaking it.
I immediately shoot straight up and look around.
My dog, who is overly protective and sleeps with me every single night, isnt in bed.
She isnt even in the room.
She most definitely was on my bed when i went to sleep.
I sleep with the bedroom door shut and locked.
She is scratching at my closed and LOCKED bedroom door from the hallway.
I bolt for the door.
Let her in and she is searching the whole room.
Im now yelling for my mother.
I force my dog to walk down the hallway with me.
I still smell cigarette smoke.
I bang on my moms door.
So i just open it.
She ISNT even home.
The bed is made and her tv is off.
My dog and i search the whole entire house.
Nothing is out of place.
All the doors and windows are still locked.
I was freaked out to say the least.
The whole experience was really bizarre.
We thought it was really cult-ish and weird, noped our, and started walking back to the car.
Halfway down the gravel road we heard crunching, heavy footsteps and someone screeching behind us.
I actually thought I was going to die that day.
He decided to take the gravel short cut past an old cemetery.
There were a bunch of motherfuckers in white hoodies in a circle.
Some sort of Clan ritual we think, but dont really know.
Were talking deep, deep, deep rural South.
No light pollution, so you could see a billion stars and the actual Milky Way across the sky.
I cant see my hand at the end of my outstretched arm levels of dark.
This little rat dog stops dead in his tracks and starts trembling.
He looks up at me with his bug eyes popping out.
I hear a rustle of leaves and a twig snap, maybe 20 feet to my left.
Once I get halfway back, I hear a bloodcurdling, high-pitched scream from hell.
It sounded like a woman was getting stabbed.
Oh shit, this is some Hills Have Eyes shit and Im gonna die.
I ran as fast as I could back to the trailer.
A gift from a ghost
This one is kinda creepy, but also kinda comforting.
It was a sudden death, cardiac arrest or something like that.
For some reason it really bothered her that she couldnt experience a dream with him in it.
Its almost like she wanted it for the comfort.
Suddenly, she gets her wish.
She starts dreaming, and her husband is in them.
However, his speech horrifies her.
It was described to me as backwards or garbled.
I imagine it to be something similar to the way Twin Peaks characters speak in the Black Lodge.
So yeah, pretty goddamn creepy.
She cant make a single word out.
The dream is the same except she understands ONE word he says.
He grabs her in the dream and repeatedly says rafters almost seeming panicked.
She wakes up rattled, but returns to sleep.
She remembers the dream, and is compelled to reach into them.
She swears he never told her about them.
Story still gives me chills today.
Mystery tooth fairy
This is less scary/horrifying/creepy and more unsolved mystery that still bugs me.
When I was 5, the tooth fairy came and left me a quarter for my tooth.
She also left me this beautiful intricately carved wooden pencil box.
In the morning, my parents both asked me where I got it.
I told them the tooth fairy brought it.
Almost 30 years later, my parents still swear up and down it wasnt them.
Theyve confessed tons of other things they did, so I believe them when they say it wasnt them.
I would like to know where that thing came from and who put it there.
Very sad, but as she had been battling cancer not exactly unexpected.
Creepy coincidence for sure, but we still did not think too much of it at the time.
This time it was my grandpas brother.
We never went back to that tea shop again.
It has since closed but Im still nervous to even go to that area to this day.
On three separate occasions while cleaning up after closing time I heard what sounded like a small child crying.
It was unnerving to say the least.
We ran into each other on our way to answer the calls.
We were both very confused when we realized neither of us had actually called the other at all.
One passed in an accident the other of a heart attack.
Abandoned amusement park
I used to go explore abandoned places with my friends too!
The weirdest experience was at this abandoned amusement park we went to.
So we walk probably a mile across a field to get to this gate, and step inside.
The first building is some sort of old storefront jot down of thing.
The whole wall opposite from us was on fire.
Neither of them answered their cell phone so I called their home phone.
The line picked up, and it sounded like someone was talking, but it was very distorted.
After about 10 seconds the line disconnected.
That was at 9 PM.
Weird, I thought.
I was not touching it but it needed to go.
Again, something that hes never done but logical.
I still wasnt going to touch it.
It stayed on the porch for a while.
Yesterday, I was studying, facing my front door.
on our porch, who I had never seen before, walking toward our front door.
She leaves something on the bench we have out there and turns around and walks away.
After a beat, I get up to grab whatever pamphlet she left on our porch.
Except, she didnt leave a pamphlet.
She came onto our porch.
Took the lower mandible bone and moved it onto the bench.
Theres nothing anyone couldve done because we were all in the pool and the daughters mother started crying historically.
We ended up having to write a witness report for the police.
I still wonder if they got their little girl back.
A voice saved my life
I was in a major car accident over a decade ago.
I am about to exhale when I hear hey kid.
At 1, an 18 wheeler drove by the spot my car was parked on.
I probably imagined the voice, but damn Im believing it was something other worldly.
We were having good time, talking etc.
When out of nowhere our friend shows up and starts talking to us.
Our friend started chatting with us and I felt a really strong sense of euphoria.
Then he was just gone, and we both collapsed, physically exhausted.
We just lay there for for so long, recovering.
My real friend luckily had the sense to not let me go.
That left turn led to this unfenced lookout with like a 5m drop to rocks.
Dont even want to think about what wouldve happened if i had listened.
Just then the dog started furiously barking and ran full speed out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
He just sat there growling at nothing.
The feeling that came over me at that time was so strange.
I randomly burst out crying and couldnt stop.
Eventually I calmed down, put the dog back into the kitchen and looked for the key.
It was literally nowhere.
I ended up finding another key that worked so I just locked the house and left.
I told my friend and she looked daily for about a week.
Then one day, the key was back in the white bowl.
A shadow person?
The figure was entirely in black without any eyes or a face.
I tried to wake my sister up, but she rolled over to go back to sleep.
The growling then woke my sister up and she saw the figure and started screaming.
When my parents came into the room and turned the light on, nothing was there.
She has no idea what Im saying, but the language sounds a little bit familiar to her.
When smartphones became a thing, she recorded me one time.
I dont know Italian, so that seemed really odd.
I studied a bit of Latin as a kid.
Its long gone now, although I can recognize some words and know some Latin conjugations.
Loose screw
About a year before my son was born, my boyfriends father died.
My boyfriend was not particularly close with his Dad.
We lived in NC and his dad had taken off to Seattle when my bf was young.
That hit him hard.
Kitchen chairs, towel rack, screen door, outlet cover…
The most random shit.
More than a dozen loose screws in the span of a week.
He starts laughing hysterically, so hard he cant breathe.
My dad is screwing with me!
Never had a loose screw since.
It was maybe 3am when we decided to shut it down and get in bed.
My room is at the end of the hall while my brothers was right next to mine.
The kitchen was the only room without carpet so they sounded pretty ominous.
We gave each other a look and I called out down the hall Dad?.
Well then the footstep sounds trailed back towards our laundry room and stopped.
Thats also where our basement door is.
And we frantically explain what we heard.
This was just prior to the Night Stalker killings in the 80s.
My mom stayed home because she was not feeling well (actually was pregnant with me).
My dad was sleeping on his friends couch and heard someone walking around.
He called out his friends name, then his roommates and the walking stopped.
He heard a window close after that and then nothing.
My wife is here
Used to do hospice home care.
People who are actively dying see shit.
Thing is its almost ALWAYS friends or family who have passed before, angels or demons.
Never, like, a random dog.
Or a kid they never met.
Or a plate of spaghetti.
The rational explanation: Its cultural.
The scariest one was a man who seemed TOTALLY LUCID.
and then back to nonsense.
Part of me thinks he was just having a different experience of death/hallucination.
Part of me thinks he was fucking with me.
Part of me believes she was there, I just couldnt see her because Im not dying.
I always worried one day I WOULD be able to see what they saw?
What then, huh?
I woke up and freaked out.
I always lock my door, but just to be sure, I went and checked it.
In utero memory
When I was pregnant with my first I had the worst night terrors.
I never got back to sleep that night.
Never thought of it again until a few years later, my son was now 4.
I looked back towards the road, and then he was gone.
Evil laughter
Me and my family woke up in the night to the sound of manic laughing.
Like evil manic laughing.
All of us heard it, it was coming from the attic.
My dad being not superstitious or scared of anything was white as a sheet.
Our house was in a pretty isolated spot on the outskirts of a town in upstate New York.
I was inside the house using the bathroom for maybe five minutes.
Afterwards, I went back outside to get the rest of my stuff from the car.
And there were footprints in the snow all around it.
Now, as I said, I was alone in the middle of nowhere.
It appeared that the footprints had originally come from the woods as well.
Mountain cottage
Moved into a cottage on the mountain.
My back yard was a tree line.
The moon lit everything so beautifully well, it hardly seemed like night at all.
I began having recurring dreams.
It was the same dream every single time.
In the dream, I awoke to a whispering female voice.
The thirst hit me.
In the dream it was unbearable.
It was as if it were a foreign language but not one that I had heard before nor since.
She said the devil is in the woods.
At this point a shadow darted quickly behind the tree line.
This happened almost every week for the entire duration of time that I lived in that house.
Now back to the story, I was sitting on the couch watching tv.
The time started approaching 12 which meant that my mom was almost home.
When i got up to go greet her, there was no one there.
Still creeps me out.
Our only option is to get to one of the landlines.
One in the kitchen and one in my parents bed room.
They say theyre only two minutes away so dont worry.
But let me tell you those were the worst two minutes of my life.
AND THATS THE ROOM WE MOVED TO!!!
It was pitch black.
My brain didnt even register it as strange.
I lay in bed a few seconds hoping to hear my fat ass cat jump off the coffee table.
Glow of the screen disappears, sound stops.
I am 100% freaked the fuck out so I unplug it.
I go lay back down in bed.
My heart is still going thump thump thump and Im trying my best to pretend everything is a-okay.
I am so freaked out.
I get my stun baton out to go check out the new noise.
Because I might be able to tase a poltergeist?
I poke my head into the living room.
The tv definitely isnt on.
I listen for a few seconds and realize this noise is coming from my laptop.
The laptop I havent opened in probably two weeks.
I lift the lid on it and utorrent has decided to open itself and start running pop-up ads.
I mute the laptop, go back to bed, and lay in bed awake until 4 am.
In the morning Im texting my boyfriend about it.
He does so googling.
Ive had my tv since 2011 and the remote still has vizio branded batteries.
I still dont have a good explanation for the laptop.
One was a pizzeria that was next to a sport hall (indoor tennis courts).
We had dinner there, then read the next morning that the whole building was destroyed.
Will-o-the-wisp
I once saw a will-o-the-wisp.
It scared me shitless.
Then I saw two shadows pass, like two slow foot steps.
There was no one in there.
It scared the living shit out of me I started crying.
In all honesty thats probably what it was just some bugs over a light.
Had me sleeping in my sisters bed for a month.
