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Posted by dead stare for life on Sun Jun 20, 03:03 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
last night my wife was reading in our room and heard my 8 year old daughter who should have been sleeping talking. it sounded like she was explaining how to do something to someone. so my wife crept into her room to see and my daughter was at the foot of her bed by her closet still taking but kind of mumbling. when told to go to bed she got a big smile on her face and said that there was a person moving in the closet. then she got up and hopped in bed and fell asleep immediately. my wife was creeped out. largely due to the expression on her face and because she didn't even seem to be sleeping. but my daughter has zero memory of it today.
last week i heard her mumbling and found her underneath the mattress with her head sticking out. she has some serious sleeping issues. i do the same stuff all the time so i feel bad that she must have gotten it from me.
Posted by joe13.5 on Sun Jun 20, 09:55 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
I heard about a girl who went to my college, CU Denver, who went back to her dorm room late one night to get her books before heading to her boyfriend's room for the night. She went in but did not turn on the light, knowing that her roommate was sleeping. She stumbled around the room in the dark for several minutes, gathering books, clothes, toothbrush, etc. before finally leaving.
The next day, she came back to her room to find it surrounded by police. They asked if she lived there and she said yes. They took her into her room, and there, written in blood on the wall, were the words, "Aren't you glad you didn't turn on the light?" Her roommate was being murdered while she was getting her things.
Urban myth right there.
Posted by HEY! fuck you on Sun Jun 20, 10:19 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
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Posted by mr handy is dead on Mon Jun 21, 01:25 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
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Posted by Mr. Jewrall on Mon Jun 21, 01:26 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
I have a spooky story to tell
Excuse the horrible grammar that may occur it's a long one.
Me and a couple friends started "ghost hunting" earlier this year for a psychology project, we were hunting a old run down boy's naval academy. The night we went at about 12 A.M. parked in a parking lot of a small market across the street. Now we have about 12 people with us because we were honestly scared and knew no one is going to fuck with 12 people if we run into trouble, like meth heads in there or anything, so anyways we have to jump the fence to get to this huge academy. We all sneek up through the back crawl through a tiny window and all of us are safely in there. None of us have been here before just heard little rumors of it being haunted, we are all exploring together just a really spooky place nothing out of the norm, we hit the main room where you can go under the house like a basement now all of us are talking about how we shouldn't or should go down there. We are at this spot for a while basically on the stairs just talking about stupid shit like we are all going to get murdered down there or the best ghosts are going down there (none of us are taking the "ghost" thing seriously it was just something fun to do for a project) so towards the end of the whole conversation between us all for some reason we all ran out of things to say and at that moment, THE loudest BOOM happens like nothing I have ever heard before, I say fuck that! I am leaving, who wants to come with me so I lead like 6 people out the other 6 go in. Now us 6 are freaking out like what the fuck was that and we are all in the back of the academy talking trying to calm some people down. After about 30 minutes, the rest of the group comes out and was like "You will never believe what was down there!" I guess they found a wall of old newspapers and magazine cut outs and a bunch of people had there eyes cut out. We all leave that is the end of night 1.
Now night 2 the group was cut to 6 people so we could only have one car cause last time we showed up with about 4 cars. This night was about 2 weeks later maybe since the first time we went. We hopped the fence to the academy same way got in same way, this time we were exploring the basement. We make it to the basement with no explosions this time of any sort and when we get there we see bats flying everywhere so we are all ducking looking like idiots, we get to the room with the magazine walls and this shit was crazy, I was going to take a clipping but was afraid of being cursed forever. Now this whole academy seems like it was destroyed in an earthquake, like a lot of cave ins and things just everywhere. We end up running into a kitchen nothing cool, nothing crazy, we just talk about how next time we go we are bringing a camera and going to go here and to another place for our project. We leave end of night 2.
Alright night 3, the group if FUCKING stoked, we all are ready to catch some ghosts, honestly the attitude going into this was amazing and knew it was going to be a great time and an easy A on the project. So I can not stress this enough we parked this time only 5 came 1 car that is it we park and we book it over the fence. This was the fastest we have ever done it, that is how excited we are. We get in, we are recording random rooms and my friend is recording my other friend who is not loud at all and talking to the room saying "If there is any spirits in here we would like to see you and share some time" or whatever he was saying. We finally get to the stairs to the basement and at the bottom of the stairs we notice something different, now I have never seen blood splattered on a wall but that is what I would assume it would look like, all the red faded "blood" all the wall and a "bloody" hand print scraping across. Man did that give us a little scare but we kept venturing on, recorded stuff nothing as good as the blood wall though it seemed like a dud night. So we were like "FUCK!" Tarzan's house is going to be so cool (that was the other haunted house we wanted to go to that night once owned by the guy who originally played Tarzan) So we book it out stayed in there an hour tops. We get to the car we all jump in my best friend starts the car, he noticed something on his window under the wiper a folded paper, I said "I'll get that for you" and the dork he is said "NO! I heard about recent car jackings that way you get up to get the paper and they get you" So I don't get it, we are on our way to Tarzan's house and we hit a red light basically where we can chose to go home or keep going to the other haunted house. I run out of the car and grab the paper run back in open it. Scream like a fucking bitch my friend driving looks over as I am looking at it and freaks the fuck out I throw it in the back all of them are freaking out, freaking out. My friend is driving horribly because I think his heart might have stopped and then we just stop on the side of the rode and are like what the fuck is this. The drawing is of 5 people in front of a fence that is in front of a huge academy with a person in the 2nd story window, in the top left corner it says "ashes, ashes, we all fall down" Now the rest of the night we are freaking out and decide not to go to Tarzan's house.
Here is my story.
Posted by DefyLogic on Mon Jun 21, 01:28 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
PFL.
Posted by BOOSH DAG on Mon Jun 21, 01:56 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
such a bad idea reading these at 2:30 in the morning.
Posted by Megatron on Mon Jun 21, 02:28 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
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Posted by Jake Lill on Mon Jun 21, 02:43 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
I have a spooky story to tell
Excuse the horrible grammar that may occur it's a long one.
Me and a couple friends started "ghost hunting" earlier this year for a psychology project, we were hunting a old run down boy's naval academy. The night we went at about 12 A.M. parked in a parking lot of a small market across the street. Now we have about 12 people with us because we were honestly scared and knew no one is going to fuck with 12 people if we run into trouble, like meth heads in there or anything, so anyways we have to jump the fence to get to this huge academy. We all sneek up through the back crawl through a tiny window and all of us are safely in there. None of us have been here before just heard little rumors of it being haunted, we are all exploring together just a really spooky place nothing out of the norm, we hit the main room where you can go under the house like a basement now all of us are talking about how we shouldn't or should go down there. We are at this spot for a while basically on the stairs just talking about stupid shit like we are all going to get murdered down there or the best ghosts are going down there (none of us are taking the "ghost" thing seriously it was just something fun to do for a project) so towards the end of the whole conversation between us all for some reason we all ran out of things to say and at that moment, THE loudest BOOM happens like nothing I have ever heard before, I say fuck that! I am leaving, who wants to come with me so I lead like 6 people out the other 6 go in. Now us 6 are freaking out like what the fuck was that and we are all in the back of the academy talking trying to calm some people down. After about 30 minutes, the rest of the group comes out and was like "You will never believe what was down there!" I guess they found a wall of old newspapers and magazine cut outs and a bunch of people had there eyes cut out. We all leave that is the end of night 1.
Now night 2 the group was cut to 6 people so we could only have one car cause last time we showed up with about 4 cars. This night was about 2 weeks later maybe since the first time we went. We hopped the fence to the academy same way got in same way, this time we were exploring the basement. We make it to the basement with no explosions this time of any sort and when we get there we see bats flying everywhere so we are all ducking looking like idiots, we get to the room with the magazine walls and this shit was crazy, I was going to take a clipping but was afraid of being cursed forever. Now this whole academy seems like it was destroyed in an earthquake, like a lot of cave ins and things just everywhere. We end up running into a kitchen nothing cool, nothing crazy, we just talk about how next time we go we are bringing a camera and going to go here and to another place for our project. We leave end of night 2.
Alright night 3, the group if FUCKING stoked, we all are ready to catch some ghosts, honestly the attitude going into this was amazing and knew it was going to be a great time and an easy A on the project. So I can not stress this enough we parked this time only 5 came 1 car that is it we park and we book it over the fence. This was the fastest we have ever done it, that is how excited we are. We get in, we are recording random rooms and my friend is recording my other friend who is not loud at all and talking to the room saying "If there is any spirits in here we would like to see you and share some time" or whatever he was saying. We finally get to the stairs to the basement and at the bottom of the stairs we notice something different, now I have never seen blood splattered on a wall but that is what I would assume it would look like, all the red faded "blood" all the wall and a "bloody" hand print scraping across. Man did that give us a little scare but we kept venturing on, recorded stuff nothing as good as the blood wall though it seemed like a dud night. So we were like "FUCK!" Tarzan's house is going to be so cool (that was the other haunted house we wanted to go to that night once owned by the guy who originally played Tarzan) So we book it out stayed in there an hour tops. We get to the car we all jump in my best friend starts the car, he noticed something on his window under the wiper a folded paper, I said "I'll get that for you" and the dork he is said "NO! I heard about recent car jackings that way you get up to get the paper and they get you" So I don't get it, we are on our way to Tarzan's house and we hit a red light basically where we can chose to go home or keep going to the other haunted house. I run out of the car and grab the paper run back in open it. Scream like a fucking bitch my friend driving looks over as I am looking at it and freaks the fuck out I throw it in the back all of them are freaking out, freaking out. My friend is driving horribly because I think his heart might have stopped and then we just stop on the side of the rode and are like what the fuck is this. The drawing is of 5 people in front of a fence that is in front of a huge academy with a person in the 2nd story window, in the top left corner it says "ashes, ashes, we all fall down" Now the rest of the night we are freaking out and decide not to go to Tarzan's house.
Here is my story.
Fuck that, I have no idea what I would do. So fucking creepy.
Posted by claireb on Mon Jun 21, 02:46 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
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Posted by bwucespwingsteen on Mon Jun 21, 03:38 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
this happened to me about 2 months ago:
alright, so i work as a cook in a old hotel in my town (100th year anniversary this year)
and it is supposedly haunted. Well one evening we were setting up for a banquet. The banquet hall we were in actually connects to part of the original owners house that lived there in 1910. So after we're pretty much all set up i decide to go exploring in the old house portion. There's only 5 people in the entire building and all of them are located about 200ft away from me in the big ballroom type area. So as i go exploring i stop to look at my phone and a door of the cabinet i'm standing by slams shut..i didn't really think anything of it..i thought maybe i had moved the door myself or something. so i walk a little farther into an old library room and instantly get creeped out..and as soon as i poke my head in the room a very deep airy voice says my name "jeeeffffffffreeey"..it came from no particular direction..just sounded like it was all around me..but it was extremely clear..creeped me out.. but it was kinda cool in a way... lots of ghost stories at that place
Bullshit, your names not jeffrey
Posted by Colin1337 on Mon Jun 21, 03:55 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
When I was little I used to sleep with my bedroom door open when I slept at night because I was afraid of the dark. One night I was awake being a little kid as usual trying to stay up just for the fun of it. the end of the hall was shaped like an octagon the hall lead in, in the left corner was my room, next to my room was my mom's room then my grandmother's room, the bathroom and back to the hall. I was looking out the door into the hallway but there was barely any light when I saw a woman wearing a large coat pass directly through the hall and into my grandmother's room.
I don't sleep with my bedroom door open anymore.
Posted by I.Saved.Latin. on Mon Jun 21, 04:37 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GWd3I5TYz7A
This starts out boring but then it gets good and creepy as fuck
Posted by mr handy is dead on Mon Jun 21, 10:09 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
I have a spooky story to tell
Excuse the horrible grammar that may occur it's a long one.
Me and a couple friends started "ghost hunting" earlier this year for a psychology project, we were hunting a old run down boy's naval academy. The night we went at about 12 A.M. parked in a parking lot of a small market across the street. Now we have about 12 people with us because we were honestly scared and knew no one is going to fuck with 12 people if we run into trouble, like meth heads in there or anything, so anyways we have to jump the fence to get to this huge academy. We all sneek up through the back crawl through a tiny window and all of us are safely in there. None of us have been here before just heard little rumors of it being haunted, we are all exploring together just a really spooky place nothing out of the norm, we hit the main room where you can go under the house like a basement now all of us are talking about how we shouldn't or should go down there. We are at this spot for a while basically on the stairs just talking about stupid shit like we are all going to get murdered down there or the best ghosts are going down there (none of us are taking the "ghost" thing seriously it was just something fun to do for a project) so towards the end of the whole conversation between us all for some reason we all ran out of things to say and at that moment, THE loudest BOOM happens like nothing I have ever heard before, I say fuck that! I am leaving, who wants to come with me so I lead like 6 people out the other 6 go in. Now us 6 are freaking out like what the fuck was that and we are all in the back of the academy talking trying to calm some people down. After about 30 minutes, the rest of the group comes out and was like "You will never believe what was down there!" I guess they found a wall of old newspapers and magazine cut outs and a bunch of people had there eyes cut out. We all leave that is the end of night 1.
Now night 2 the group was cut to 6 people so we could only have one car cause last time we showed up with about 4 cars. This night was about 2 weeks later maybe since the first time we went. We hopped the fence to the academy same way got in same way, this time we were exploring the basement. We make it to the basement with no explosions this time of any sort and when we get there we see bats flying everywhere so we are all ducking looking like idiots, we get to the room with the magazine walls and this shit was crazy, I was going to take a clipping but was afraid of being cursed forever. Now this whole academy seems like it was destroyed in an earthquake, like a lot of cave ins and things just everywhere. We end up running into a kitchen nothing cool, nothing crazy, we just talk about how next time we go we are bringing a camera and going to go here and to another place for our project. We leave end of night 2.
Alright night 3, the group if FUCKING stoked, we all are ready to catch some ghosts, honestly the attitude going into this was amazing and knew it was going to be a great time and an easy A on the project. So I can not stress this enough we parked this time only 5 came 1 car that is it we park and we book it over the fence. This was the fastest we have ever done it, that is how excited we are. We get in, we are recording random rooms and my friend is recording my other friend who is not loud at all and talking to the room saying "If there is any spirits in here we would like to see you and share some time" or whatever he was saying. We finally get to the stairs to the basement and at the bottom of the stairs we notice something different, now I have never seen blood splattered on a wall but that is what I would assume it would look like, all the red faded "blood" all the wall and a "bloody" hand print scraping across. Man did that give us a little scare but we kept venturing on, recorded stuff nothing as good as the blood wall though it seemed like a dud night. So we were like "FUCK!" Tarzan's house is going to be so cool (that was the other haunted house we wanted to go to that night once owned by the guy who originally played Tarzan) So we book it out stayed in there an hour tops. We get to the car we all jump in my best friend starts the car, he noticed something on his window under the wiper a folded paper, I said "I'll get that for you" and the dork he is said "NO! I heard about recent car jackings that way you get up to get the paper and they get you" So I don't get it, we are on our way to Tarzan's house and we hit a red light basically where we can chose to go home or keep going to the other haunted house. I run out of the car and grab the paper run back in open it. Scream like a fucking bitch my friend driving looks over as I am looking at it and freaks the fuck out I throw it in the back all of them are freaking out, freaking out. My friend is driving horribly because I think his heart might have stopped and then we just stop on the side of the rode and are like what the fuck is this. The drawing is of 5 people in front of a fence that is in front of a huge academy with a person in the 2nd story window, in the top left corner it says "ashes, ashes, we all fall down" Now the rest of the night we are freaking out and decide not to go to Tarzan's house.
Here is my story.
was probably one of your friends fucking with you.
Posted by xbradicalx on Mon Jun 21, 10:33 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
The only mildly creepy thing that has happened to me was when I was in middle school. So my mom was a bartender so I'd be home alone at night usually my older sister was there but it was a Friday so she was out at a party or something and I had a friend or two sleep over. So we were all sleeping and all of a sudden we hear pounding on the front door its like 1am so I'm not going to answer it. My dog is freaking out and it lasts for like 5 minutes then stops. So like 10 min pass and my dog starts barking uncontrollably at the window facing the back yard so I get up and look out and there is a man just standing there looking in. I scream like a little girl, run upstairs a leave my friends down stairs. They said after I ran up stairs they looked out the window and no one was there. I never figured out who it was or why there was a man banding on our door then standing in my back yard. I asked my sister if it was one of her friends and she said no and it equally freaked her out
Posted by BroTom on Mon Jun 21, 10:36 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
PFL!
Posted by DoWhatThouWilt on Mon Jun 21, 11:56 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
I have a spooky story to tell
Excuse the horrible grammar that may occur it's a long one.
Me and a couple friends started "ghost hunting" earlier this year for a psychology project, we were hunting a old run down boy's naval academy. The night we went at about 12 A.M. parked in a parking lot of a small market across the street. Now we have about 12 people with us because we were honestly scared and knew no one is going to fuck with 12 people if we run into trouble, like meth heads in there or anything, so anyways we have to jump the fence to get to this huge academy. We all sneek up through the back crawl through a tiny window and all of us are safely in there. None of us have been here before just heard little rumors of it being haunted, we are all exploring together just a really spooky place nothing out of the norm, we hit the main room where you can go under the house like a basement now all of us are talking about how we shouldn't or should go down there. We are at this spot for a while basically on the stairs just talking about stupid shit like we are all going to get murdered down there or the best ghosts are going down there (none of us are taking the "ghost" thing seriously it was just something fun to do for a project) so towards the end of the whole conversation between us all for some reason we all ran out of things to say and at that moment, THE loudest BOOM happens like nothing I have ever heard before, I say fuck that! I am leaving, who wants to come with me so I lead like 6 people out the other 6 go in. Now us 6 are freaking out like what the fuck was that and we are all in the back of the academy talking trying to calm some people down. After about 30 minutes, the rest of the group comes out and was like "You will never believe what was down there!" I guess they found a wall of old newspapers and magazine cut outs and a bunch of people had there eyes cut out. We all leave that is the end of night 1.
Now night 2 the group was cut to 6 people so we could only have one car cause last time we showed up with about 4 cars. This night was about 2 weeks later maybe since the first time we went. We hopped the fence to the academy same way got in same way, this time we were exploring the basement. We make it to the basement with no explosions this time of any sort and when we get there we see bats flying everywhere so we are all ducking looking like idiots, we get to the room with the magazine walls and this shit was crazy, I was going to take a clipping but was afraid of being cursed forever. Now this whole academy seems like it was destroyed in an earthquake, like a lot of cave ins and things just everywhere. We end up running into a kitchen nothing cool, nothing crazy, we just talk about how next time we go we are bringing a camera and going to go here and to another place for our project. We leave end of night 2.
Alright night 3, the group if FUCKING stoked, we all are ready to catch some ghosts, honestly the attitude going into this was amazing and knew it was going to be a great time and an easy A on the project. So I can not stress this enough we parked this time only 5 came 1 car that is it we park and we book it over the fence. This was the fastest we have ever done it, that is how excited we are. We get in, we are recording random rooms and my friend is recording my other friend who is not loud at all and talking to the room saying "If there is any spirits in here we would like to see you and share some time" or whatever he was saying. We finally get to the stairs to the basement and at the bottom of the stairs we notice something different, now I have never seen blood splattered on a wall but that is what I would assume it would look like, all the red faded "blood" all the wall and a "bloody" hand print scraping across. Man did that give us a little scare but we kept venturing on, recorded stuff nothing as good as the blood wall though it seemed like a dud night. So we were like "FUCK!" Tarzan's house is going to be so cool (that was the other haunted house we wanted to go to that night once owned by the guy who originally played Tarzan) So we book it out stayed in there an hour tops. We get to the car we all jump in my best friend starts the car, he noticed something on his window under the wiper a folded paper, I said "I'll get that for you" and the dork he is said "NO! I heard about recent car jackings that way you get up to get the paper and they get you" So I don't get it, we are on our way to Tarzan's house and we hit a red light basically where we can chose to go home or keep going to the other haunted house. I run out of the car and grab the paper run back in open it. Scream like a fucking bitch my friend driving looks over as I am looking at it and freaks the fuck out I throw it in the back all of them are freaking out, freaking out. My friend is driving horribly because I think his heart might have stopped and then we just stop on the side of the rode and are like what the fuck is this. The drawing is of 5 people in front of a fence that is in front of a huge academy with a person in the 2nd story window, in the top left corner it says "ashes, ashes, we all fall down" Now the rest of the night we are freaking out and decide not to go to Tarzan's house.
Here is my story.
was probably one of your friends fucking with you.
So dope.
Posted by Chad of the Dead on Mon Jun 21, 12:16 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
OK. I lurk b9 all the time but never post because people here are mean.
Anyways, just saw this thread so I was starting on page one. Got to page 14 and I am not fucking kidding my speakers started to make this weird fuzzy sound... I had no music on are anything.
Scared the shit out of me so I qickly pressed home and the sound went away.
I MADE AN ACCOUNT SO I COULD POST THIS, BECAUSE IT WAS FUCKING WEIRD. My speakers are turned off now hahaha.
Posted by NattyB on Mon Jun 21, 14:19 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
So, my friend and I run a recording studio. We have been in our building for about a year now. When we first moved in, my friend had stayed over night a bunch to work on stuff, get things situated, etc. every day when I’d get there, he would ALWAYS tell me about weird shit that would happen when he was there by himself (orbs, voices, sounds). He was pretty convinced the place was haunted. I on the other hand laughed it off, and was starting to think that my business partner was nuts, up until about a month ago.
I was by myself one night, it was around 8:00. I was pretty sure I heard foot steps in the hallway (which isn’t uncommon because our friends are always stopping by). I heard them stop by the door (which I always keep locked if I’m by myself) and nothing happened. I got up to answer then door when the door starting shaking. It sounded like someone was pounding on the door really hard/trying to open it. I grabbed a guitar and opened the door once the banging stopped and there was no one. I ran outside to find no cars or people anywhere. I went back in, locked the door and it happened again. Needless to say, I called it a night and went home scared out of my mind.
Everything was back to “normal” up until last Monday night. A few of us were hanging out, watching youtube videos. We decided to head out around 10 or so. About 45 minutes after I got home, another kid who works at the studio called me flipping out because I had apparently left all of the lights on, window open and the water running in the bathroom. Mind you, I go through a 5 minute mental check list everytime I close the place up for the night. Fucked up.
So yeah, I’m pretty convinced our recording studio is haunted.
Posted by DoWhatThouWilt on Mon Jun 21, 14:42 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
pfl
Posted by ZacharyRobert on Mon Jun 21, 14:43 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
My mom and dad both told me some ghost stories that i hadnt remembered until now.
My dad's story is short, he was sleeping in his room when he woke up because he felt like someone was staring at him. when he woke up he said he could feel someone standing next to his bed. that alone freaked him out because no one would walk into his room and just look over him like that. so he pretend he was still asleep to see if it was his parents or something. when who ever it was came close to him and just said "Pray." he jumped up and ran out the room. woke everyone else up in the house and found they were all asleep in their own rooms so there was no way they were just fucking with him. he still has no idea what that was about.
My mom used to complain every night to her parents about there being someone coming into the room while she was sleeping. my grandma had always just chalked it up to little kid bullshit and told her to suck it up because they lived in guatemala and the houses were all gated up and there was literally no way anyone could get into her room unless it was from inside the house. this went on until she started freaking out every night refusing to go in her room and end up sleeping in bed with grandma/pa.
so one night to prove there was nothing going on grandma tells her to sleep with my aunt and she would sleep in her bed. straight. she goes in normally nothing happens and she ends up knocking out late at night. now my grandma is a DEEP fucking sleeper. im talking coma deep. and she said she woke up because she could hear shoes walking around the room. so they must have been making a fucking lot of noise.
she had fallen asleep on her side with the covers pulled over her head but could still see out into the room without it being noticed she was awake. she just laid there to see what would happen. she said the person was walking around the entire room like something was wrong. and she only saw the legs from the knees down and they were wearing some shiny black dress shoes with dress pants coming down to them. then the feet just stopped. and before she could make a move she felt the person sit on the bed. she said she was so scared she couldnt move. she just stayed there and prayed while the person sat there the whole night till the morning, then got up and walked to the door. my grandpa came in shortly after that to check up on her and my grandma fucking lost it, crying and shit, asking my grandpa if she saw anyone leave the room and he said no he was the first one to wake up.
they ended up having a priest come to the house and shit and my mom didnt get bugged again. pretty nuts.
sorry im a work and cant proof read this. hope i didnt fuck it up too bad.
Posted by YorickBrown on Mon Jun 21, 16:42 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
While reading this thread,the wind blew my door closed and i almost had a heart attack 
Posted by mr handy is dead on Mon Jun 21, 17:45 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
Ok, I'll bite.
My mom lives in a really quiet townhome community in the hills. It's mostly families, and the homes are close together and some are attached in clusters.
My step dad goes out to smoke a cigarette around midnight one night with the dog, and he hears trance music coming from the townhouse directly across the way. And then a woman started screaming. Like, blood curdling screams. So he freaks, and bolts upstairs to wake up my mom and have her come hear. Except they didn't need to go back outside because by this time it sounds like this woman is being brutally murdered she's screaming so loud. Unsure whether this dude is just a masochist or if he's really hurting someone, they go to bed.
Next day, they go and tell some neighbors they are friendly with in the next cluster over. They make a plan to wait up and listen as well, but give my parents a tape recorder in case they fall asleep.
That night, same thing. Trance music, woman screaming, and this time the sound of slapping. They said it sounded like this woman was getting beat up. Finally it stops and they go to bed. Next morning, back to the neighbors.
So by the third night, more neighbors are informed and they all plan to bang on this dude's door just in case they happen to be within earshot of some serial killer, and they're witnessing this. So again, same thing happens, and everyone starts pounding on the dude's door. Everything stops. Neighbors are screaming "HEY DUDE CAN YOU KEEP IT DOWN?" and there's nothing for the rest of the night.
Next morning, my step dad gets up real early to walk the dog, and he sees a roll of blue carpet outside this guy's garage. The carpet was so stained that whatever it was seeped all the way through.
Later in the day, he's walking the dog again, and sees the carpet in another driveway area down the street. He goes back to get the neighbor who gave him the tape recorder, and he and his wife walk down with my parents to see this carpet. They unroll it, and there are blood and pee stains, and a toenail on the carpet. Grossed out, they roll it back up. When I came over later on that day, the carpet was still there so they showed it to me, unrolled and everything. SO gross.
We still have no clue what the dude was doing. His blinds are always shut, and no one ever really sees him. It's been quiet ever since.
Posted by tiggles on Mon Jun 21, 18:41 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
My fiancée and I recently moved into a very small one bedroom apartment in a very small one level complex built sometime in the 1930’s. Maybe a month or two after we moved in my fiancée was taking a nap alone in the apartment she was woken by someone strangling her; she searched all around the apartment with a knife but could find no one. A month or so after that one morning she asked me if I was touching her throat/choking her in the middle of the night, creped out I told her I hadn't been doing that. Not long after that I was working late and my girl was at home cooking dinner and out of the corner of her eye she saw the shadowy outline of a man standing in the living room, once again she searched to find nothing. We both agree that whether it’s was ghost or whatever something is strange with our place.
This last part happened last Saturday night; In our bedroom there are two windows that face a very small sidewalk alleyway, for some reason there are no lights back there so when nighttime comes it gets very dark. Almost every night we sleep with the windows open, Los Angeles in June gets pretty hot even at night. We were fast asleep only to be woken at 4am by someone outside in the alley outside the window above the bed messing with the screen trying to pull it out. I wake up with a strange sense of déjà vu like this has all happened to me before. I lay there for a second wondering if this is really happening then I look at my chick who was near hysterical and realized it was for real. First I turn the light on figuring whoever is out there will get scared off. Nope, they just start banging on the window screen even more. I start shouting “Hey” over and over at the window until it stops and there is silence. The police arrived I lead them down the alley only to discover tons of birds hanging around all of which flew away franticly once we got close. The police shrugged the whole thing off. We were too freaked out to go back to sleep right away so we stayed up a couple hours. When we finally went back to sleep I kept having this fucked up dream of a creepy old lady standing outside staring in at us. I got up in the morning I went outside to check the window and there was bird shit all over the window and the ground. I guess it was just birds but it was crazy loud banging and why would they attack a screen at full force at 4:30 am?
Posted by Robot Blood on Mon Jun 21, 19:57 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
Ok, I'll bite.
My mom lives in a really quiet townhome community in the hills. It's mostly families, and the homes are close together and some are attached in clusters.
My step dad goes out to smoke a cigarette around midnight one night with the dog, and he hears trance music coming from the townhouse directly across the way. And then a woman started screaming. Like, blood curdling screams. So he freaks, and bolts upstairs to wake up my mom and have her come hear. Except they didn't need to go back outside because by this time it sounds like this woman is being brutally murdered she's screaming so loud. Unsure whether this dude is just a masochist or if he's really hurting someone, they go to bed.
Next day, they go and tell some neighbors they are friendly with in the next cluster over. They make a plan to wait up and listen as well, but give my parents a tape recorder in case they fall asleep.
That night, same thing. Trance music, woman screaming, and this time the sound of slapping. They said it sounded like this woman was getting beat up. Finally it stops and they go to bed. Next morning, back to the neighbors.
So by the third night, more neighbors are informed and they all plan to bang on this dude's door just in case they happen to be within earshot of some serial killer, and they're witnessing this. So again, same thing happens, and everyone starts pounding on the dude's door. Everything stops. Neighbors are screaming "HEY DUDE CAN YOU KEEP IT DOWN?" and there's nothing for the rest of the night.
Next morning, my step dad gets up real early to walk the dog, and he sees a roll of blue carpet outside this guy's garage. The carpet was so stained that whatever it was seeped all the way through.
Later in the day, he's walking the dog again, and sees the carpet in another driveway area down the street. He goes back to get the neighbor who gave him the tape recorder, and he and his wife walk down with my parents to see this carpet. They unroll it, and there are blood and pee stains, and a toenail on the carpet. Grossed out, they roll it back up. When I came over later on that day, the carpet was still there so they showed it to me, unrolled and everything. SO gross.
We still have no clue what the dude was doing. His blinds are always shut, and no one ever really sees him. It's been quiet ever since.
so all of you guys have never once thought of calling the cops on this weirdo?
Also do you live in "The Burbs?"
Posted by Robot Blood on Mon Jun 21, 20:04 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
I don't think I posted this story yet, i know i made a post a really long time ago in here but I will post of one the first creepy experiences i had.
I was going into seventh grade when my grandmother died, and she basically raised me because my father was working 2 jobs and my mom worked until 5 o clock every night, so basically she was like a second mother to me for a long long time. A few months after she died I was at home alone, and it was around 8 or 9 o clock on a saturday, and being that both my sisters were older they were out, and my parents were at a friends house next door. I went upstairs to try and find something in my room, and on my way up i heard something fall in my parents room. I went to see what is was and it was a hairspray can and a stack of old pictures of my grandmother, which could have been my cat knocking them down, but that isn't the scary part. I looked through the pictures for a quick minute and reminisced, then continued on my journey to find what I was looking for. I was downstairs digging through the extra room and i heard a weird noise. as I headed to the kitchen and rounded the corner almost every cabinet opened and shut at about the same time, maybe half a second of for a few of them. I felt the blood drain from my body and i ran into the living room and didn't move until my parents got home about 20-30 minutes later.
My old house was creepy as shit, I posted a little bit about it earlier but nothing crazy. there was one hallway that i didn't walk down more than 3 times in my living there. it was all of 5 feet long and went underneath a staircase and had this weird little closet in it, but I would be almost in tears just walking by it. My house was an old farm house that apparently has a weird past. A girl was abducted from the backyard of it the year before we moved in. and it was just strange. I never felt totally comfortable there, and had a lot of weird things happen to me in there. i will post more later.
Posted by scratchbomb on Mon Jun 21, 20:14 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
This is my sisters story so idk all the details but I was coming back to toledo from pittsburgh because my grandpa passed away the day before. And my family was living in the old house that use to be my grandparents. So I was planning on getting there late that night like midnightish....well my sister fell alseep in her room and heard a knocking at the door she thought it was really late since it was winter and dark out and she wasnt sure what time it was so she thought it was me so she went to the door and no one was there....so she went on the porch and looked around nothing she shut the door and went back up to bed....a few minutes later she heard knocking again went back down to answer the door nothing.....then she looked around and went to the back door to see if someone was running around back she got to the door and heard knocking again at the front door she went to the door and nothing again....went to the kitchen and noticed that it was 10:37 which is the exact time my grandpa passed away the night before...
The night of the funeral I was sleeping in the family room and tried to go to sleep when I kept hearing like a piano playing three notes over and over again...so I thought at first maybe it was coming from the basement thats where my brothers room is and maybe its his cd pplayer skipping or something but I go to the basement door and didnt hear anything again I go back to the family room and I hear it again....so I think maybe upstairs from my parents or sisters room.nothing I go back to the couch and same thing so then I think maybe its the neighbors outside working in the garage...nothing then I relize everytime I go to leave the family room it starts to fade away...so I turn on mtv pretty loud to dorwn the music out and go to bed......
my parents still live there and my youngest sister still sees shadow people running up and own the stairs about once a month and my parents have seen shadow figures run into the bathroom upside.........its a creepy house
Posted by xjakemifflinx on Mon Jun 21, 20:29 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
This is actually sort of embarrassing and I never talk about it, but considering that this is a messageboard where I know that none of you fuckwads know who I am, I'll contribute.
I have a rare dopamine deficiency disorder. I get severe auditory hallucinations, and occasional visual hallucinations. I've been on a few different medications for it, and the medications actually have made the hallucinations more intense. The worst are brief bursts of sound that are like a human voice directly in my ear, usually saying short phrases that I cannot recall immediately after it happens, but it scares me shitless every time and it happens very often. Sometimes once a day.
I have visual hallucinations, usually like streaks of yellow light in the corner of my eyes that often have the movement and take the silhouette of a person, but it happens so instantly that I never get to see the whole figure. Sometimes I will get them all at once to the point where I am certain there is someone in the room with me when I am trying to sleep at night. I try to sleep in different rooms but I just have to lay there in a cold sweat till the sun comes up anyway.
Besides this I also get severe sleep paralysis, but not too often at all, sometimes as rarely as once every six months. But when it happens it is extremely terrifying. In every instance I can recall, and it's happened ever since I can remember as a kid, I am literally in a paralyzed state while slipping between consciousness and unconsciousness. I'm aware of the room around me frequently when I come to, but cannot move my mouth or scream but I feel like someone is sitting on me and I am completely convinced that something is in the room that is going to present itself to me and I'm terrified of it but I can never actually see it and I know it's there. This is also always accompanied by the feeling that my bed is free falling into space, and it's like I am on a circus ride, but not pleasant at all.
Once I'm up I realize that it's all in my head and there is nothing there, but the feeling at the time and how vivid it is makes my heart stop in my chest. It's the worst feeling I've ever experienced, and sometimes the only thing that helps me fall asleep is the thought of death, and slipping into a permanent rest where I don't have to endure what is going on around me / inside my mind.
Here is a documentary on sleep paralysis that I think is pretty fair, although a bit cheesy and I think some of these people are exaggerating. The continuous theme of a "demon" and the feeling of impending doom is much like what I experience, I just never actually see it.
Here you go.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjilri2M1jI
Posted by spinal remains on Mon Jun 21, 21:20 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
Posted by spinal remains on Mon Jun 21, 23:14 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
This is actually sort of embarrassing and I never talk about it, but considering that this is a messageboard where I know that none of you fuckwads know who I am, I'll contribute.
I have a rare dopamine deficiency disorder. I get severe auditory hallucinations, and occasional visual hallucinations. I've been on a few different medications for it, and the medications actually have made the hallucinations more intense. The worst are brief bursts of sound that are like a human voice directly in my ear, usually saying short phrases that I cannot recall immediately after it happens, but it scares me shitless every time and it happens very often. Sometimes once a day.
I have visual hallucinations, usually like streaks of yellow light in the corner of my eyes that often have the movement and take the silhouette of a person, but it happens so instantly that I never get to see the whole figure. Sometimes I will get them all at once to the point where I am certain there is someone in the room with me when I am trying to sleep at night. I try to sleep in different rooms but I just have to lay there in a cold sweat till the sun comes up anyway.
Besides this I also get severe sleep paralysis, but not too often at all, sometimes as rarely as once every six months. But when it happens it is extremely terrifying. In every instance I can recall, and it's happened ever since I can remember as a kid, I am literally in a paralyzed state while slipping between consciousness and unconsciousness. I'm aware of the room around me frequently when I come to, but cannot move my mouth or scream but I feel like someone is sitting on me and I am completely convinced that something is in the room that is going to present itself to me and I'm terrified of it but I can never actually see it and I know it's there. This is also always accompanied by the feeling that my bed is free falling into space, and it's like I am on a circus ride, but not pleasant at all.
Once I'm up I realize that it's all in my head and there is nothing there, but the feeling at the time and how vivid it is makes my heart stop in my chest. It's the worst feeling I've ever experienced, and sometimes the only thing that helps me fall asleep is the thought of death, and slipping into a permanent rest where I don't have to endure what is going on around me / inside my mind.
This bums me out
Posted by claireb on Tue Jun 22, 02:21 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
This is actually sort of embarrassing and I never talk about it, but considering that this is a messageboard where I know that none of you fuckwads know who I am, I'll contribute.
I have a rare dopamine deficiency disorder. I get severe auditory hallucinations, and occasional visual hallucinations. I've been on a few different medications for it, and the medications actually have made the hallucinations more intense. The worst are brief bursts of sound that are like a human voice directly in my ear, usually saying short phrases that I cannot recall immediately after it happens, but it scares me shitless every time and it happens very often. Sometimes once a day.
I have visual hallucinations, usually like streaks of yellow light in the corner of my eyes that often have the movement and take the silhouette of a person, but it happens so instantly that I never get to see the whole figure. Sometimes I will get them all at once to the point where I am certain there is someone in the room with me when I am trying to sleep at night. I try to sleep in different rooms but I just have to lay there in a cold sweat till the sun comes up anyway.
Besides this I also get severe sleep paralysis, but not too often at all, sometimes as rarely as once every six months. But when it happens it is extremely terrifying. In every instance I can recall, and it's happened ever since I can remember as a kid, I am literally in a paralyzed state while slipping between consciousness and unconsciousness. I'm aware of the room around me frequently when I come to, but cannot move my mouth or scream but I feel like someone is sitting on me and I am completely convinced that something is in the room that is going to present itself to me and I'm terrified of it but I can never actually see it and I know it's there. This is also always accompanied by the feeling that my bed is free falling into space, and it's like I am on a circus ride, but not pleasant at all.
Once I'm up I realize that it's all in my head and there is nothing there, but the feeling at the time and how vivid it is makes my heart stop in my chest. It's the worst feeling I've ever experienced, and sometimes the only thing that helps me fall asleep is the thought of death, and slipping into a permanent rest where I don't have to endure what is going on around me / inside my mind.
This bums me out
Posted by Johnny_Utah on Tue Jun 22, 06:34 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
Ok, I'll bite.
My mom lives in a really quiet townhome community in the hills. It's mostly families, and the homes are close together and some are attached in clusters.
My step dad goes out to smoke a cigarette around midnight one night with the dog, and he hears trance music coming from the townhouse directly across the way. And then a woman started screaming. Like, blood curdling screams. So he freaks, and bolts upstairs to wake up my mom and have her come hear. Except they didn't need to go back outside because by this time it sounds like this woman is being brutally murdered she's screaming so loud. Unsure whether this dude is just a masochist or if he's really hurting someone, they go to bed.
Next day, they go and tell some neighbors they are friendly with in the next cluster over. They make a plan to wait up and listen as well, but give my parents a tape recorder in case they fall asleep.
That night, same thing. Trance music, woman screaming, and this time the sound of slapping. They said it sounded like this woman was getting beat up. Finally it stops and they go to bed. Next morning, back to the neighbors.
So by the third night, more neighbors are informed and they all plan to bang on this dude's door just in case they happen to be within earshot of some serial killer, and they're witnessing this. So again, same thing happens, and everyone starts pounding on the dude's door. Everything stops. Neighbors are screaming "HEY DUDE CAN YOU KEEP IT DOWN?" and there's nothing for the rest of the night.
Next morning, my step dad gets up real early to walk the dog, and he sees a roll of blue carpet outside this guy's garage. The carpet was so stained that whatever it was seeped all the way through.
Later in the day, he's walking the dog again, and sees the carpet in another driveway area down the street. He goes back to get the neighbor who gave him the tape recorder, and he and his wife walk down with my parents to see this carpet. They unroll it, and there are blood and pee stains, and a toenail on the carpet. Grossed out, they roll it back up. When I came over later on that day, the carpet was still there so they showed it to me, unrolled and everything. SO gross.
We still have no clue what the dude was doing. His blinds are always shut, and no one ever really sees him. It's been quiet ever since.
so all of you guys have never once thought of calling the cops on this weirdo?
Also do you live in "The Burbs?"
I don't live there, but if I had been there to experience it, I would have called the cops. I can't really tell you why my parents or the neighbors didn't.
Posted by tiggles on Tue Jun 22, 10:00 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
posting
Posted by Jimmyisthefloodwaters on Tue Jun 22, 10:18 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
REAL OR FAKE? U DECIDE. STILL CREEPY THO. 
Posted by old maid on Tue Jun 22, 20:10 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
This isn't nearly as creepy as some of the shit on here, but it's really all I have.
My dad co-owns a real estate company, and he just made a huge deal on a gated community. So two weeks ago my brother, my friend Caleb, and myself went down to unload/setup a lot of workout equipment for the community spa. We finally get there(this place is like a 45 minute drive from my town) and the place is really fucking nice. All of the houses are huge and look amazing. It's kind of weird though, because no one has moved in yet, so the entire place is empty except for us. We drive down to the spa building, which is at the very end of the main road. After a little exploring we find the room where we're supposed to start unloading the equipment.
The building is three stories tall, and all of the rooms are completely empty. We were unloading shit in a room on the first floor, with an outdoor entrance, so we didn't have to venture into the other rooms of the building. Well I'm carrying a box of weights down the hill to get to the room when I see I dark figure. I think it's my brother, so I yell at him. He responds, but his voice is coming from the room. I look over to see him and Caleb setting up treadmills, and fucking book it over to them. I tell them that I saw someone, but they both think I'm messing with them and blow it off. A few minutes later they're dicking around on the equipment, so I go right outside and check out the pool. I'm sitting poolside when a second-story light turns on. The light is completely red. It immediately cuts off. I think it's my brother or Caleb flipping switches, so I tell them to turn it back on, but when I do, they tell me they didn't turn any lights on. I get them to accompany me to the second story where the room was. I flip the light switch and the room lights up, but the light isn't red anymore. I investigate the room a little bit, and don't see anything that could have made the red illumination. At this point I become really uneasy and decide to hang out in the workout room, while my brother and Caleb finish setting up treadmills. Caleb starts fucking off around the pool, and immediately I hear a loud splash. I look up and three feet in front of me is Caleb, completely dry, and obviously freaked out. He tells us that he just saw something jump in the pool and that we need to leave immediately. We lock the doors to the workout room, rush out the front door, and jump in my brother's truck. While we're driving away a room on the third story lights up red. Fuck that place.
Posted by GrizzlyBlair on Tue Jun 22, 20:38 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
This isn't nearly as creepy as some of the shit on here, but it's really all I have.
My dad co-owns a real estate company, and he just made a huge deal on a gated community. So two weeks ago my brother, my friend Caleb, and myself went down to unload/setup a lot of workout equipment for the community spa. We finally get there(this place is like a 45 minute drive from my town) and the place is really fucking nice. All of the houses are huge and look amazing. It's kind of weird though, because no one has moved in yet, so the entire place is empty except for us. We drive down to the spa building, which is at the very end of the main road. After a little exploring we find the room where we're supposed to start unloading the equipment.
The building is three stories tall, and all of the rooms are completely empty. We were unloading shit in a room on the first floor, with an outdoor entrance, so we didn't have to venture into the other rooms of the building. Well I'm carrying a box of weights down the hill to get to the room when I see I dark figure. I think it's my brother, so I yell at him. He responds, but his voice is coming from the room. I look over to see him and Caleb setting up treadmills, and fucking book it over to them. I tell them that I saw someone, but they both think I'm messing with them and blow it off. A few minutes later they're dicking around on the equipment, so I go right outside and check out the pool. I'm sitting poolside when a second-story light turns on. The light is completely red. It immediately cuts off. I think it's my brother or Caleb flipping switches, so I tell them to turn it back on, but when I do, they tell me they didn't turn any lights on. I get them to accompany me to the second story where the room was. I flip the light switch and the room lights up, but the light isn't red anymore. I investigate the room a little bit, and don't see anything that could have made the red illumination. At this point I become really uneasy and decide to hang out in the workout room, while my brother and Caleb finish setting up treadmills. Caleb starts fucking off around the pool, and immediately I hear a loud splash. I look up and three feet in front of me is Caleb, completely dry, and obviously freaked out. He tells us that he just saw something jump in the pool and that we need to leave immediately. We lock the doors to the workout room, rush out the front door, and jump in my brother's truck. While we're driving away a room on the third story lights up red. Fuck that place.
You're either A) a really good compulsive liar
or B) nigga that was GHOST
Posted by old maid on Tue Jun 22, 20:44 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
I'm not completely convinced about the existence of ghosts, but that was definitely the scariest shit I've ever witnessed 
Posted by GrizzlyBlair on Tue Jun 22, 20:54 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
Also, I have a few pictures of the place if anyone is interested. I just don't know how to post them.
Posted by GrizzlyBlair on Tue Jun 22, 20:55 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
This is actually sort of embarrassing and I never talk about it, but considering that this is a messageboard where I know that none of you fuckwads know who I am, I'll contribute.
I have a rare dopamine deficiency disorder. I get severe auditory hallucinations, and occasional visual hallucinations. I've been on a few different medications for it, and the medications actually have made the hallucinations more intense. The worst are brief bursts of sound that are like a human voice directly in my ear, usually saying short phrases that I cannot recall immediately after it happens, but it scares me shitless every time and it happens very often. Sometimes once a day.
I have visual hallucinations, usually like streaks of yellow light in the corner of my eyes that often have the movement and take the silhouette of a person, but it happens so instantly that I never get to see the whole figure. Sometimes I will get them all at once to the point where I am certain there is someone in the room with me when I am trying to sleep at night. I try to sleep in different rooms but I just have to lay there in a cold sweat till the sun comes up anyway.
Besides this I also get severe sleep paralysis, but not too often at all, sometimes as rarely as once every six months. But when it happens it is extremely terrifying. In every instance I can recall, and it's happened ever since I can remember as a kid, I am literally in a paralyzed state while slipping between consciousness and unconsciousness. I'm aware of the room around me frequently when I come to, but cannot move my mouth or scream but I feel like someone is sitting on me and I am completely convinced that something is in the room that is going to present itself to me and I'm terrified of it but I can never actually see it and I know it's there. This is also always accompanied by the feeling that my bed is free falling into space, and it's like I am on a circus ride, but not pleasant at all.
Once I'm up I realize that it's all in my head and there is nothing there, but the feeling at the time and how vivid it is makes my heart stop in my chest. It's the worst feeling I've ever experienced, and sometimes the only thing that helps me fall asleep is the thought of death, and slipping into a permanent rest where I don't have to endure what is going on around me / inside my mind.
Here is a documentary on sleep paralysis that I think is pretty fair, although a bit cheesy and I think some of these people are exaggerating. The continuous theme of a "demon" and the feeling of impending doom is much like what I experience, I just never actually see it.
Here you go.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjilri2M1jI
Ok. This is the creepiest story so far and it's not even a ghost story. Fuck this. This actually genuinely made me feel upset.
Posted by old maid on Tue Jun 22, 21:02 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
The only mildly creepy thing that has happened to me was when I was in middle school. So my mom was a bartender so I'd be home alone at night usually my older sister was there but it was a Friday so she was out at a party or something and I had a friend or two sleep over. So we were all sleeping and all of a sudden we hear pounding on the front door its like 1am so I'm not going to answer it. My dog is freaking out and it lasts for like 5 minutes then stops. So like 10 min pass and my dog starts barking uncontrollably at the window facing the back yard so I get up and look out and there is a man just standing there looking in. I scream like a little girl, run upstairs a leave my friends down stairs. They said after I ran up stairs they looked out the window and no one was there. I never figured out who it was or why there was a man banding on our door then standing in my back yard. I asked my sister if it was one of her friends and she said no and it equally freaked her out
SO
Posted by Oral B on Tue Jun 22, 21:06 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
Posted by old maid on Tue Jun 22, 22:11 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
pfl
Posted by dpdpdp on Wed Jun 23, 00:47 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
Looks kinda creepy
Posted by zerb on Wed Jun 23, 00:53 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
I had a dream last night about alien greys. they are honestly the only thing that truly creeps me out. i woke up in a panic looking to the side of the bed freaking out making sure one wasnt standing there watching me. i kept opening my eyes feeling like something was watching me and couldnt fall back to sleep til a half hour later. just my paranoia.
fuck right off. i had the exact same thing happen to me last night and came to post this. christ
it's not a dream
Posted by prisonofsoap on Thu Jun 24, 03:23 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
i've been thinking about that weird ass generic children's laughter sound clip that's always in tv shows and movies. where the fuck did it come from? and why is it used so often by so many people?
does anyone know what the fuck i'm talking about? i can't find anything about it.
Posted by TheCauldronGlow on Thu Jun 24, 03:58 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
i've been thinking about that weird ass generic children's laughter sound clip that's always in tv shows and movies. where the fuck did it come from? and why is it used so often by so many people?
does anyone know what the fuck i'm talking about? i can't find anything about it.
I know just what you're talking about. I've actually wondered about this before and which movie it originally came from, and it's used just as often if not more than the Wilhelm scream. It comes in around :10 second mark in this video, right?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TkCI5secdB8
Posted by spinal remains on Thu Jun 24, 11:07 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
Also, this video made me laugh at first, then I started feeling uncomfortable.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WzyLZYYb2qk
Here's a link to a bunch of funny shit that people in Hollywood have done to cut corners, re using props for other movies, etc. The Star Trek stuff is especially funny.
http://www.cracked.com/article/231_5-things-hollywood-reuses-more-than-plots/
Posted by spinal remains on Thu Jun 24, 11:24 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
I had a dream last night about alien greys. they are honestly the only thing that truly creeps me out. i woke up in a panic looking to the side of the bed freaking out making sure one wasnt standing there watching me. i kept opening my eyes feeling like something was watching me and couldnt fall back to sleep til a half hour later. just my paranoia.
fuck right off. i had the exact same thing happen to me last night and came to post this. christ
it's not a dream
ughh those eyes i hate them
Posted by abrim77 on Thu Jun 24, 12:14 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
i've been thinking about that weird ass generic children's laughter sound clip that's always in tv shows and movies. where the fuck did it come from? and why is it used so often by so many people?
does anyone know what the fuck i'm talking about? i can't find anything about it.
I know just what you're talking about. I've actually wondered about this before and which movie it originally came from, and it's used just as often if not more than the Wilhelm scream. It comes in around :10 second mark in this video, right?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TkCI5secdB8
http://www.hollywoodlostandfound.net/wilhelm/
similar story for the laugh, just hollywood re using stupid shit to save money
Posted by pcurran on Thu Jun 24, 12:26 | Back to Top | Quote | Send PM
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