Let me start off by saying this is not the only strange or unexplained event I’ve experienced. I am currently 26, and have had bizarre encounters my whole life. This particular experience happened when I was around 7 years old. Me, my mom, dad, brother (1 y/o baby at the time), and grandparents all rented a room at a Colorado ski resort. It was a pretty sweet resort, and my family’s unit consisted of a living area, kitchen, and three bedrooms that were connected by a hallway. My parents and grandparents had their room, and my brother and I were sharing a room. This was the first (and last) time I went to CO or skiing (not bc of this experience, but bc it wasn’t in the cards again for us). We were booked to stay for a week (flying out on the 7th day in the afternoon), and I couldn’t have been more exited. I remember having an absolute blast trying to learn how to maneuver the slopes (even though I kinda sucked at it and had 2 speeds: too fast or laying in the snow bc I lost control and crashed lol).

It wasn’t until the 3rd day of our trip that I started seeing a shadow figure out of the corner of my eye. I remember the first time I saw it I was coloring on the coffee table in the living area, and all my hair stood on end. I wasn’t sure why… but then I noticed the figure out of my peripheral. It was tall (seemed to be the shape of a man), all black, and appeared to be wearing a cowboy hat… but with less of a rim. Almost like a fedora or bowlers cap I guess? I saw it walking down the same hall leading to the rooms often, or peaking out from behind a wall… the weird thing is every time I looked directly at the area it was in it disappeared. I began to feel a sense of dread… something that wasn’t foreign to me as I’ve dealt with a slew of issues and challenges (at this time my OCD was terrible, and I was later professionally diagnosed as being on the Autism spectrum). The reason I bring this up is because anxiety, panic, and overstimulation were not a foreign experience for me, so it wasn’t like “a child’s first experience with anxiety” situation. The feeling I got when I saw this figure was different. I remember I actually was so scared at one point I brought it up to my mom, who said that she too sees figures in her peripheral vision, and that it was much worse when she was a kid but that all people experience this phenomenon. She said it was my imagination or my mind playing tricks on me and it wasn’t real. I trusted her… but still had a horrible feeling in my gut.

Fast forward to day 5 of our 7 day trip, I became violently ill. Vomiting, fever, fatigue, the whole shebang. I distinctly remember the throwing up and sweating from fever being particularly bad. I rested the last full day (day 6) while my family members took turns monitoring me…and honestly don’t remember any of it. From what they told me I was either asleep, vomiting, or in a strange, semi-lucid state that they said was a result of fever. Then came day 7. We were leaving in the afternoon, and I have memories of that day (one that stands out is me running to the bathroom and vomiting in the tub lmao). I did my best to rest and get ready for the flight home… but I truly felt like I was dying. I even said maybe we could stay until I felt better bc the thought of flying was so aversive, but that wasn’t an option. We flew home (and shockingly I never once threw up on the flight), got back in the early morning hours, I went to sleep, and woke up in our home the next morning feeling SIGNIFICANTLY better.

My family said it was altitude sickness or a 48 hour bug. If it was altitude sickness, why did it only hit me on the 5th day? I could see it being a bug or maybe the flu… but I still have that gut feeling something more was at play. None of it really made sense to me (even as a child)… but I brushed it off and moved on. It wasn’t until I began learning about the unexplained that I started to question if maybe these events were connected. What if the figure I kept seeing, that made me feel scared enough to tell my mom (which wasn’t something I normally did) had something to do with it? I don’t have the answer but I figured maybe some people on this sub might have a unique insight or perspective I haven’t thought of before.

TLDR: At age 7 I started seeing a tall shadow figure with a hat on vacation with my family out of my peripheral. When I looked in the direction of the figure it wasn’t there. I got violently ill on the 5th day of our 7 day trip. My family insisted my mind was playing tricks on me, but I felt as though more was at play

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Happy Halloween everyone!

This event took place around last November in 2023. Usually on the weekends I like to wake up a little early and go for a quick run/hike sometimes to take a break and relax from the stressful week. As I was getting ready to start after my warm up, I heard like a scream from out in the distance, mind you this is on a cross country course so I assumed maybe someone needed help. But the scream seemed a little off, like it just didn't seem like an animal or a human could have made it. I started to run over there and see if anyone was hurt, when I got to the general area of where the scream was I couldn't find anyone but it just felt strange like I was being watched. Where I live there are no big predators like Bears, Wolves, Mountain Lions, or Bobcats so I couldn't tell why I was so worried. So I just completed my morning run like normal but one thing I noticed after the run was that there was no one on the cross country course the entire time I was there. So if no human was there...what could have possibly made that scream? Any thoughts?

So my Aunt on my dad's side of the family claimed to see a Banshee through one of the windows of her house the night before someone in our family was about to pass away. My aunt is now long gone but I was wondering if anyone else has had an encounter like this because even though my aunt would claim to see it but her husband would never see the banshee even though she claimed it would cry, wail, and sometimes scream.

I remember a while ago, I think it was like 3 or 2 years ago, me and my little brother were playing on the trampoline in my backyard, we were jumping around a lot, so we got tired really easily, so, we lay down on the trampoline, then out of nowhere a lime falls from the sky, I think it lands between me and my brothers head, we didn't think much of it at the time, just thought it was a little odd, so we went inside and put it in the fridge. I haven't forgot it since, and to note, we did have a lemon tree in our backyard, but that doesn't make sense since it was a lime, and also, I'm now realising that if the lime landed on me or my brother's head, it could of done some serious damage.

Well i took a dump earlier and i was thinking... Racism doesn't exist cuz there is only one race

around 3:20 AM last night, i hear this strange noise and think nothing of it because it's probably wind, but it keeps happening and i realize it's a lot like something rubbing on the window, not squeaky but like someone dragging something across it, at one point it became repetitive and i thought it might be machinery being used in the distance, but it seemed like sporadic squeegee noises, by about 3:30 it had stopped.

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I saw nothing odd in the morning, luckily i have these heavy curtains so i couldn't see anything.

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There is a tree outside but it's not near enough to touch, my bedroom is on the 2nd floor and there's literally no way you can get up there apart from a ladder.

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I have some voice recorders so i'm probably going to charge one up tonight and use it if i hear any more noises, i would leave it recording on/near the window in sound activated recording mode, but last time i tried that to record another strange noise my snoring ruined the audio.

Back when I was i think 12, I stayed up real late one night like around 4-5am I know it was around that time because Adult Swim would go back to Cartoon Network around that time and I distinctly remember seeing bugs bunny so I know it was looney tunes on, so I was laying in bed across from my door, I used to sleep with my door open and the bathroom would be right next to my room. I didn’t like the dark that much back then so I used to always keep the light on in there. I was sitting there in bed when suddenly something moved past the hallway into the bathroom, I was looking at the tv so I didn’t notice who went in and assumed it was my brother who probably needed the bathroom but before I knew it the bathroom light just shuts off. Usually, when we turn off the light in there you’d hear a click from the switch but there wasn’t one and from there I saw it. I saw a dark figure slowly peek through the bathroom right at me once the light was off, it was completely pitch black except for my TV so couldn’t see what I was looking at, I was completely frozen stiff and wanted to say something but couldn’t it looked back at me for several seconds but it felt like minutes and suddenly it leaves into the hallway. I was completely paralyzed with fear and tired to talk myself into believing my brother was the one who did it or that he had one of his friends over because his room was in that direction. The next day I asked my brother if he was the one who turned the light off or if he had someone over that day and he looked at me confused and told me he had no idea what I was talking about. It couldn’t have been my parents because my bed was in front of their door and it was shut. I’m 26 now and I still think about that to this day what that figure was and why it hasn’t happened to me since.

I don’t know when exactly this was, maybe 2-3 years ago, I can’t remember the time of year but it was deathly cold.

I grew up in a small seaside town, and I lived in the most isolated part of town, and there wasn’t another house for at least half a kilometre.

Around my house was a fairly densely wooded area which had a dog walking trail which led up to a vast array of fields Which I walked my white German shepherd, Polar, every day.

Polar was an absolute enormous dog, I’m 6’2 and when he jumps up at me he can lick my face. So I always felt safe walking around him at night, despite me being a big dude.

Now, one night I was walking polar, and it was uneventful until when I started to walk back. My phone was on 4-5% something like that, and it was pitch black.

I couldn’t see a damn thing, not even my dog if it wasn’t for his lighted up collar. So I turned my phone flash on to illuminate my trail back to my house, Even though I had a good 15 minutes to walk before I came off trail. I knew this battery wasn’t going to last, but I knew where I was going so I wasn’t too worried.

Polar then started furiously drag on his lead and it started me so much it almost lifted me off my feet but I managed to restrain him, but he was going absolutely apeshit at something on the other side of the woods. I tried to calm him down but it took absolutely forever to get him to stop barking. I tried to carry on but I kept hearing movement amongst the foliage in the woods, maybe just a squirrel I thought. I was wrong.

I heard a horrific howling noise coming from around 30-40 away from us. It sounded so distorted and just wrong, it didn’t sound like any animal id ever heard in my life, it was too loud to be an animal, but it sounded too deliberately evil to be an one. I hightailed it out of there, polar by my side, absolutely sprinting for the hills. I heard loud, quick footsteps behind me, and I thought someone was chasing us trying to scare us, and at this point my phone was on 1% and with that I used the battery I had to see what was behind us

I don’t even know how to describe what I saw but every part about this ‘thing’ was long, its arms, legs, neck, everything. It was running on two feet, but with a weird sort of limp, then it would crawl on all fours and then get up again. It was horribly thin. Its decaying skin or fur was wrapped tightly over its bones, and it absolutely terrified me, but what scared me the most is when i saw that the creatures face, looked exactly like my dog.

I managed to get home safely, but I couldn’t sleep, and despite how lovely my dog is, I don’t look at him the same.

Last night, I had an experience I can’t fully explain, and for someone like me—who doesn’t believe in paranormal things—that’s saying something. I’m a rational person, and for me, everything has a logical explanation.

It was around 2:30 AM, dead of night, when I woke up with this strange, eerie feeling that I was being watched. As I blinked myself awake, I saw a shadowy figure sitting at the edge of my bed. The room was pitch black, but I could clearly make out this dark silhouette. What made it even weirder was that my cat, who never sleeps in the bedroom—let alone on the bed—was lying down by my feet. That alone felt off.

The figure was sitting at the edge of the bed ,near the cat, and what freaked me out was that it looked like it was petting my cat. My cat wasn’t acting freaked out either, it was just staring at this shadow. At first, I thought maybe it was my boyfriend, who had woken up and was petting the cat. But when I looked beside me, he was fast asleep. My next thought was that maybe it was an intruder, but the more I stared at the figure, the more unsettling it became.

I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the haze, assuming I was dreaming or half-asleep. But the figure didn’t vanish. I grabbed my glasses, hoping it would bring some clarity, but it was still there. Almost looked like it was pulsing. I just kept trying to focus my vision hard, hoping it would disappear, and it's just in my head.

While I'm still in disbelief , I pulled away from this figure, sitting down on the bed, rubbing my eyes repeatedly, the being pulled the hood of what looked like a jacket over its head.

Then it stood up—slowly—and it started growing taller, looming by the door. I was frozen, just staring at it, my mind racing to find some rational explanation. But this thing was towering over me, becoming something more than just a shadow.

That’s when I fully woke up, wide awake and panicked. I shook my boyfriend, scared, shouting, “There’s something here! Something is watching us!” He woke up in a daze and said there was nothing there. I asked him if he really didn’t see it, and he just kept saying, “There’s nothing there, what are you seeing??"

Meanwhile, my cat, who never does this, squeezed in between us, trying to get as close as possible, almost like it was frightened too.. seeking our cuddles and attention, or maybe trying to calm me down?

The shadowy figure didn’t leave. It just stood there, taunting me, almost like it was dancing or messing with me. I was still frozen, thinking, Am I losing it? What was happening didn’t feel possible.

My boyfriend told me to turn on the light. I did, and the second the light filled the room, the figure vanished. But my cat was still staring, its eyes locked onto the same spot where the figure had been, and following it around in the room, like he was tracking something invisible.

I don’t know what to think of it. I’ve never believed in ghosts, or shadow people, or anything like that. I’ve always dismissed those kinds of stories. But this… I can’t shake it. It felt too real. It WAS real. I feel like I saw something I wasn’t supposed to.

I don’t know what it was. I’ve never believed in this stuff, and now I feel completely insane. Any idea what it could’ve been?

When I was a kid I saw a floating apple and in a few seconds the apple was set on fire does anyone have a similar experience like this? (where they saw a floating apple and within a few seconds it was set on fire then it was gone.)

there is a little plastic crow statue in my neighbourhood that moves around, in a different spot every day. It is also talking to me.

it is really kind, and I do not believe it is malicious. I've gotten quite attached to it. it talks to me about typical bird things, and also asks me about my day. it seems excited to see me. it says it doesn't really have a name, but that I can call it Blue, if I want. I am confident this is real. it is so vivid and has such a personality to it, and I am very very fond of it at this point. I get a bit scared of something happening to it/hurting it.

i think there are things in the world that we don't fully understand yet, and forces we don't know. i have seen and heard a lot of strange things in my life. they usually respond well to curiosity and compassion, rather than fear. i think (combined with other things, like my ability to see the future for example) that i may be more sensitive than other people about these things.

So this has had me tripping out for the last few days.

It all started with me at 19. I used to go on a run down this long open road in north-east Tennessee that was pretty open with only fields on the side and barely any houses. I would run this same route every single day as I was really training hard before joining the army. One day I planned on taking it off but had this weird feel of motivation to go on this run that was sitting with me nearly all day. I chalked it up to only being as that - motivation. So its now 3pm which is a lot later than my normal runs (which were usually either around 6am or 8am). I'm running about 3 miles in and I look down at my phone to change the song and out of NOWHERE I run into someone. The man who was the same height as me, he had this long beard and a pretty large stature was on the ground and I help him up. I say "My bad sir, I didn't see anyone else around here" He says "All good" then looks up to me and it looked like he had just seen a ghost. I have never seen fear like this in someone unless I was playing scare pranks on someone. He just had a wide mouth and eyes looking at me as he got up and he stuck his hand out. I didn't know what he was doing and said "take care, sorry again".

Fast forward around 10 years later, I have been in the army now for 6 years. I have a religious exemption to grow my beard, I began actually lifting weights a lot more. feeling well, doing well. Holiday block leave comes around and I got the feeling that I really should go back home to visit my family, as I hadn't actually went back home since 2019 because flying out of Hawaii was just way to expensive and back then I was a poor private. Now I'm stationed closer to home, and a SGT with some money. I flew into East-Tennessee and am staying at a hotel. On the third day, It's nice out and the air smells nostalgic as its the start of fall season and I kept thinking about the old home I stayed in with my parents about 30 minutes away, which my mom's ex boyfriend still lives in. So its around noon, I had dinner and decided to go visit and see how he and his kids are doing all these years later. I go and sit and talk with them all for a while, and we drink a couple beers for the hell of it. I then decided, I wanna go check out my old running route. No idea why I thought to do this but oh well, might as well. I tell him I'm going to go walk my old running route as it was nostalgic and I feel it did very well for me and my future army career as a young adult. I'm walking and it's dead silent. Slight wind out and just beautiful fields all around me. All of a sudden I felt like I got tackled out of nowhere. There was no-one in sight as far as I had known. Then I hear "My bad sir, I didn't see anyone else around here" I'm looking at the ground for my phone which had fallen out of my hand and say "all good"... That's when I looked up to the kid and immediately felt like the world turned upside down.. almost like a panic attack is taking over me. Nothing feels real. I notice the kid... IT WAS LITERALLY ME! I tried to speak but my mouth had gone so dry I just couldn't say anything so I reached out weirdly just wanting to touch my younger self. He looked at my hand, smiled and said "Take care, sorry again" put his headphone back in and took off running. I stood there for literally only like 3 seconds to piece my brain back together then yelled "Joe come back!" and went running to catch up to him but to never see them again... yet this is an open road, he couldn't have gotten too far but was vanished. This has been sitting with me ever since (few days ago) as though its like some weird dream and I can't get over it.

Has this happened with anyone else? Please tell me im not crazy

I'm freaking out a bit. This past week I've been hearing some really strange and unsettling noises in my garden on a night. Our yard is concrete covered in slate gravel and i can hear something scraping the gravel in a rhythmic motion. Too loud to be a hedgehog or other animal that we get in the UK

My dog also seems unbothered by the sound, like she can't hear it? if it were an animal she would 100% be crying at the backdoor to go out, but it's like she doesn't even hear it?

But what’s been creeping me out even more are the shadows. i've seen it outside the frosted window in my downstairs bathroom. the first time i thought i imagined it, but i've seen it at least 4 times now, just out of the corner of my eye, but it's tall. and moves fast. Maybe i'm finally losing my marbles lol

I’ve just ordered a night vision security cam to try see if i can get it on film. Has anyone else experienced something like this?

I'll post the video if i find anything... but suggestions to put my mind at ease are very welcome!

When I was around 11-13 years old, I experienced something that I, to this day, have no answers for. 

I woke up for school one morning, and walked across the passage way to the bathroom. I stood in front of the sink and mirror to brush my teeth. As I looked into the mirror, I blacked out. Not in the physical sense, my body was frozen as if in fear and saw a scene that went like this; 

I was seeing a pov of myself floating in space, surrounded by stars and dark space. Directly in front of me, but quite far away, I saw a house. A house floating in space. It was a stereotypical house. A red wooden door right in the middle with a window on each side. Green bushes at the front. I was floating closer to the house, almost like zooming in on it. I got closer and closer and when I got right up to door, it opened and I saw this face of a woman with black hair. She was old and her face made me feel fear like I’ve ever felt before. As soon as I saw her face, she screamed, and I “woke up”. I was looking at myself in the bathroom mirror again. I was still frozen in fear, similar to the feeling of waking up from a nightmare and not being able to move or scream. (But maybe that’s not a universal experience).

Anyway, I think it must have lasted a few seconds, maybe a minute. But it felt like forever. It took me a moment to compose myself and try get ready for school. The following morning when I woke up, it happened again. This carried on for a few weeks (if memory serves me correctly). It became intermittent, with days in between that were normal. Every time it was the same thing; space, the house, the door, the screaming old woman. People I’ve told this story to have always asked me what she looked like, if I knew her. But I didn’t. Her face was hard to describe. The best comparison I can make is to the uncanny. Almost like an AI generated face that was randomized and just looks kind of off. Something almost human, that should be human, but has something about it that isnt. That feeling took over my body. The fear was almost unbearable.

It was almost like losing consciousness, having a vision, I don’t exactly know. But my body didn’t fall to the floor, I just froze, my eyes stayed open, but what I saw around me was not my bathroom. 

I told my parents about it, they didn’t know what to think. And I doubt I could describe it as well as I can now. 

They told me to wait, see if it happens again. They chopped it up to something like being half asleep and still dreaming. 

For a few days it didn’t happen, and I thought it had finally stopped. Then, one Sunday afternoon, I was in the living room with my dad. He was watching a soccer game. I was at the desk area behind the couch, packing some things away. And it happened again. The same as it always did, the fear, freezing, space, the house, the women. When I came around, I just cried. I went over to my dad who noticed something was wrong. I told him that it happened again. It was now happening during the day, while I was very awake, and around my family. Aka I should feel safe, which in my mind rules out anything about me being in a sleep-wake state or “still dreaming”. 

They took me to my doctor, who listened to my story and also didn’t really have any answers. He told me to wait it out. 

After seeing my doctor, it didn’t really happen for a long time. I thought that really explaining it to someone must have released whatever hold it had on me. About a year or 2 later we relocated overseas for my dad’s job. I was 14. 

The last time it happened was the first morning moving into our new house. 

Since that day, it hasn’t happened again. I’m now 27 and still have no answers. 

If anyone has any answers for me, or has had a similar experience, or maybe can refer me to a space/community where I can find answers about this, please let me know!! 

So I have a hard time sleeping bc of this one incident when ever I go upstairs and sleep I always feel like someone is watching me and the thing that made me believe it more is during the night my dog stairs out the door in defense mode and barks at my aunts room and a little back story on the house is that there has been shadow people sittings and our google home goes off at random telling us what the weather is do you know what could be happening

I moved rooms because of what I kept experiencing, my old room was pretty spacey and it was abt 3-4 AM and I was watching true crime and I hear a vivid knock on my floor , I was shocked , as I’m a paranoid person and I shook it off because the floor is made off wood . Earlier , I don’t exactly remember the timing it was abt 1 Am but while I was watching true crime again ( rotten mango ) I heard a bicycle ringing outside my window ( we live in a first floor house ) and it was so weird nobody was riding their bike at 1AM and not in front of my window because there’s stairs going down so it would be a mess to get a bicycle down the stairs . My dad just shook it off saying I need to get more sleep because I normally fell asleep at 5 AM but after that I started to hear more knocks on my floor and window sometimes I thought I could hear whispers from my walls , I thought I was going insane ( idk maybe I was 😭) but since I have had paranormal experiences before as a little kid it made a little sense . now in my ( new room ) is a tad smaller but I like it , I haven’t experienced that since but I also have been giving melatonin to help me sleep and it has helped but sometimes I go to sleep late still but never experienced that before. ( I forgot to mention I sleep with a salt light on due to ever since I was little I was scared of the dark )

So last year I go to sleep like normal I sleep with AirPods in because I’m paranoid and don’t wanna hear any creek even tho it might be my cat I was half asleep listening to my music when suddenly I hear like an Annabelle kind of voice ?? And I played the song again to hear if it was in the song it was never in the song again ?? I went to my other playlist with more pop songs to calm myself down and went to sleep , I still remember it so realistic but I get told it was probably something I made up in my mind but i remember the exact song and I know I sat up in shock because I was half asleep , I don’t know if it was my brain messing with me or something I just know I remember it so vividly.

This is one of the strangest coincidences that have happened to me, back in mid 2023 i had some stomach problems like GERD, by september it was getting better though, but i woke up on the 25th with some horrendous pain in the middle of my stomach, like really bad GERD, it slowly vanished throughout the day.

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1 year later and guess what happens to me on the 25th? norovirus or some bug like it, absolutely horrible and the pain was almost unbearable, so bad i was hoping anything would happen to kill me.

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When i found out the connection i felt very strange, almost emotional, was the universe or something trying to warn me a year in advance? it's so odd

After having lived in a small, single floor condo for a few years I began to hear sounds, usually in the early mornings that would often wake me up. I would hear knocking (often at the door of my room) thumps, bangs, slamming doors, loud crashes and even a young man's voice coming from somewhere else in the house. Not every day, but several times a week I would wake up to one or more of these.

In the early days I would usually come out of my room and ask my family wth is going on, who was knocking at my door, banging stuff around. I was really alarmed by the loud crashes and sometimes a voice coming from the other end of the house. No one else heard any of it, they had no idea what I was talking about. This place was 900sqft with three people living there. Many times I would come out and there would be no one there, nothing disturbed. The voice sounded like a young man a few years older than my son at the time (who was around 10), so I would often go to him and ask him what's up. It wasn't him, he was asleep or quiet in his room and heard nothing.

This became so frequent that I eventually stopped investigating the commotion. I'm sure you've all heard of hypnopompic hallucinations, I just accepted it and learned to live with the noise. I would often lie in bed and ask myself "What are the chances I'm hearing something real? Probably low" Then I'd just ignore it.

Over a couple of years the noises escalated in frequency and "volume". It was definitely affecting my sleep as it happened almost every day at least once or twice. Then the screaming started. I was asleep, early morning, and suddenly it felt like someone stood next to the bed, put their mouth directly next to my ear and screamed at the top of their lungs. I jolted awake and took out my earplug. There was no one there, I was so scared and confused. My ear was ringing and painful! It was a male voice, maybe teen aged; a long drawn out word, it sounded like "HELP". This happened a few more times and it's when I started to take it a bit more seriously.

I was really shaken by the sound of utter desperation and pain in that voice. It broke my heart to think "what if there is a real person (ghost) screaming for help?" I decided to do a little experiment. I operated under the assumption that this person was real and was asking for my help (for science). Over a couple of days I prayed earnestly for him. I prayed to angels, spirit guides, helpers; anyone who might be listening. I asked that he be helped, protected, guided home where he belongs etc. Immediately, everything stopped. Not one more knock or bump that I had become so accustomed to. I lived in that house for several more years and the noises never came back after that. It makes me wonder, if it was indeed a real ghost, why was I the only one to hear the sounds? And what the hell was he doing to make all that racket??

What is this that we co-exist with? Anybody else know? I am up for any response at this point. They are real, they are among us. What is it? Anybody?

Yes I have seen them every night no matter how light or dark it is. I hear them and see them for the last 10 years and it just keeps getting more intense. I am trying to talk to some people about this. I know I'm not the only one.

Yes I see them every night and I hear them. It's weird becuase this started coming to my attention about 10 years ago and it keeps getting more intense. The weird part is that I have a family and these shadow people or whatever they are are only concerned about what I'm doing and I hear them talking about what I'm doing and what not quite often. It's very disturbing and drives me crazy. Please let me know and comment if you ever experienced anything like this. I have read some stuff on here very similar so I know now that I am not the only one. Thanks. Please comment.

Yes I see them every night and I hear them. It's weird becuase this started coming to my attention about 10 years ago and it keeps getting more intense. The weird part is that I have a family and these shadow people or whatever they are are only concerned about what I'm doing and I hear them talking about what I'm doing and what not quite often. It's very disturbing and drives me crazy. Please let me know and comment if you ever experienced anything like this. I have read some stuff on here very similar so I know now that I am not the only one. Thanks. Please comment.

Went camping this passed weekend in the forest and welp things got weird.

So around 10pm night one I hear some ruffling around my tent. Some teenagers I gathered were trying to have some fun bothering me. Then I hear a gruff adult male voice say "argh, what? I was laying in the grass" I get out my tent with a weapon and see nothing. Some kid says from the shadows of the woods "are you a ghost too?" Typical typical. So I start pretending I'm talking to someone they can't see "I was wondering why they didn't respond to you, you're probably a ghost Mr (insert whatever)" All got quiet. I went back into the tent.

After a sec I see a light on my tent, then my vape lights up on its own pointed at the tent wall. Important to not here is that if someone was watching the tent they would have seen where my cell phone light was, meaning they would know it wasn't me.

About 15 mins later someone says "whatever that ghost was!" And I had no further issues.

Was my fake ghost friend a real friendly spirit? We're the bullies actual people or ghosts scared off by the friendly spirit? Or did the vape lighting up just legitimize my fake ghost friend and scare them off...if so tho why would it randomly malfunction?

Weird situation. Probably not camping there ever again.

This is my father's story, from a time before I was born. One evening, my father was at home with his elder sister (my aunt), along with my grandparents (my father’s mother and father). My aunt was casually walking on the roof of our house. Behind our home, there was a small alley-like area.

While walking, my aunt absentmindedly spit down from the roof and then came back inside. Everything seemed normal. Later, everyone gathered for dinner, and the night went on without any issues.

However, as the night progressed, my aunt began feeling strange. Her body started heating up, and she became restless, almost as if she had lost control over herself. Suddenly, she began speaking in a heavy voice, saying, “Why did you spit on me? I will kill you!” She kept repeating this in a voice that didn't sound like hers.

Her body became stiff, and my father, along with my grandparents, tried to hold her down. It felt as if something had taken control of her body. It seemed that where she had spit earlier, something or someone was present, and it had been angered by her action.

For some time, my aunt continued speaking in that strange voice. My grandparents, realizing something was very wrong, began apologizing to the unknown entity that seemed to have possessed her. They begged for forgiveness, saying they didn’t know it was there or meant any harm.

After some time, things returned to normal, and my aunt was herself again.

Today, my aunt is no longer with us, but this story was passed down to me by my father, who was quite young at the time. He said it was the first time he had ever experienced anything like that.

Last year my mom called me panicked about what she just saw when driving home. To this day nobody has an answer and I'm curious if anybody has an idea.

She was driving on the highway, between two small towns where most the drive consists of farmland and patches of wooded area. What she described was a skinny dog-like creature standing on its hind legs. However, that's not what makes it wierd. It's legs were bending backwards. When it noticed the car she watched it grab the deer carcass on the road and drag it off the side of the road and into the wooded area.

I've tried finding similar stories but the closest thing I found was the dogman in Michigan. However it didn't have backwards hind legs, and we live in Missouri; so that hypothesis went out the door. Anybody have ideas or similar experiences?

It must of been around 2004-2006 I was a young boy roughly around 2-3 years old and my family lived in a pub (bar in NA?) and it was most defentially haunted. If you know how to change a beer barrel in a pub you'll know they can't be done by themselves/on the off chance. Well it did all the pipes would disconnect at night, the floor boards would creek at night, the windows/doors would open when they were locked. The till (cash register) would open by itself, the lights would come on, and one night I remember being in my own room, I remember it like yesterday, I was trying to sleep and I felt like something was watching me, that erie feeling, then 3 year old me saw this ghost, from what I remember of the ghost because for some reason the night I remember seeing the ghost, but I can't picture its features, anyway it looked like a "young boy in old clothes" as this is what I told my mother. I remember it telling me to stay in bed but I was like fuck that lmao and ran like a bitch outta there crying my eyes out into my mum and dads room, as I got older they would tell me they knew it was haunted apparently by a young victorian boy but they didn't really believe it until I said what I saw, my mum and dad are quite resiliant? and not fussed by the paranormal and things went on as normal becuase we lived where we would generat income. I dont know how long after this but the electrics tripped (was 04-06? we didn't have fuses then) and a fire broke out during the night and the firefighter said to my mother I was 2 minutes from dying so take it as you will. My personal belief is that paranomal activity does exsist. Me and my partner buy creepy dolls from charity/thrift shops all the time and they've moved and during the night all we hear is chairs screeching across the floor downstairs ect. We don't even have chairs downstairs lmao only a sofa.

That's my story kek.

Let’s start with the words I’m going to use and me defining them so you all won’t get confused. What I am talking about is something like a dream but isn’t, I call it Travel summoning or Ascension. Others think this might be astral projection. I do still have dreams, I’m aware of dreams and can control them. That isn’t this.

Why am I posting this?: To get answers and to hopefully find the other people I’ve met in this situation.

Background/Further explanation before we get into everything: I’ve been having these ‘dreams’ in which they aren’t really dreams. I call it Travel Summoning or Accession. Others think it may be astra projection, but I don’t know much about it so I can’t really say at the moment. Before the events and traveling actually happen, I black out. Usually when I have actual dreams, I’ll feel tired and I’ll settle into bed, turning off lights, plug my phone in, set an alarm, lay down and close my eyes then diff off to sleep. With traveling however I have no recollection of ever falling asleep or even getting ready to fall asleep or feeling tired. It’s one second I’m watching something or doing something then boom I’m traveling.

The first travel: This has been happening for a long time, but I was a child when it first started to happen. I would suddenly be in what looked like a hospital or research facility. Because I’ve been there so many times, I know it like the back of my hand. I won’t give too much detail about the place however in hopes others who have been there can PM me and describe it to me so I can see if we really went to the same place. But when I first went it was like a doctors visit. They were super nice at first. They would explain everything they were going to do. They introduced themselves (they later said they used fake names in order to protect themselves) and explained that I was very special and that I was selected to be part of a program. It was to see if I had anything else special about me. There was other kids too. A lot of kids. We would have to do certain things, like tests. If the kids failed it they didn’t come back. I don’t think they killed them, I think that they just didn’t summon them anymore and the kids, now adults, probably think it was just some weird dream.

The tests: the tests are something I’ve had to do over and over. Even as I grew I had to do different ones and such. They started out as basic. Math tests, spelling tests, history tests, morality tests, gym tests, science tests. Stuff like that. We wouldn’t have classes on these subjects, but the classes we did have we did touch on the subjects here and there. The tests would then start to get weirder. They would do tests on us based on precognition/clairvoyance/telekinesis/ other stuff like that. There was more tests on different abilities, but I didn’t score high on those ones so my specific training wasn’t on those.

Education: We had classes of sorts to educate us and to prepare us for tests. The classes were on different abilities and such to see what child had the abilities. We had to do classes on so many abilities, because they said sometimes it takes a few times for it to be awakened. Along with these classes we of course would touch on mundane topics too like history, math, science. Mainly science as the workers were scientists and doctors.

Workers/Doctors: there was a bunch of adults that worked at the facility. Like I said they used fake names, wouldn’t tell anyone where they are from or their age. I could only get basic information out of them such as have they been to New York, if they like cheeseburgers, what their favorite color was, basic stuff like that. If I asked more about the training/Education/tests they would just fill me in about what they could. If I asked something they couldn’t tell me it was classified or I would learn later on when I’m bigger. I gave up quickly about trying to get to know them personally, instead I would just talk to them about things that interested me like history and stuff. They gave me some information about things in the past and the truth about some things. Such as the organization has been going on for a while now, but not too old. I think they said they are younger than the cola company?

Betrayal: Sadly things didn’t go as smoothly as we got older. The other kids, now adults, and I that have stayed in the program are now in our 20’s and we were told we had something big to work on. It was our first assignment. We were brought into a room where there was an object. They turned it on and explained to us that we needed to go threw it. That it was a portal. Our assignment was to explore the dimension. We denied. We were arguing with them, yelling at them. We were sobbing and crying saying no, that that’s crazy. They pushed one of us in, another went after them. Some of us hesitated on going after them, but eventually we were all forced into the portal as they soon brought out weapons, giving us an ultimatum. (They later said they wouldn’t actually have killed us, that we are too high of value to kill us, they just wanted to scare us). I’m getting emotionally distressed as I type this, and I can’t continue much longer as that first dimensional trip was traumatizing. We were lost on what seemed like a new planet. We could breathe just fine, gravity was similar. We were stranded in this dimension for almost a year. We lost someone there. We were injured. But eventually we got back. Now we have been doing this for a while. Traveling to different dimensions, more training.

I have to stop here. I know I left a lot of information out, but it’s emotionally draining and I don’t want to give everything away in hopes to find someone who has gone through this. I’ll answer any questions you have in the comments.

My parents brought back a packet of brownie brittle from a holiday. I was eating it yesterday and the colour of the packaging was black. I ate most of it and placed it on the table. When I went to get some just now I saw the packaging changed to two tone brown and yellow. I asked my dad if there was another black one and he said there was only one of it. I opened it and most of it was eaten.

I'm mindblown now, I clearly remembered it was black. This is the first time in my life I've seen something changed colour (or at least I've noticed).

Is reality maybe malleable somehow? I've had some Mandela effects. Like I remembered Kit Kat had a dash in my childhood but I can attribute it to faulty memory at most but for this case it was just yesterday so I could not have remembered it wrongly..