67 Things People Saw Once And Have Been Thinking About Ever Since

Not my story directly but my mom’s and she has never wavered in her retelling of it - she was in the car with my sister and my sister’s friend. She said they were driving a normal speed but suddenly the car in front of them full-stopped and as she went to swerve around them to avoid a collision an 18 wheeler was in the other lane coming fast. She braked and braced for impact. And then they were in front of the stopped car - no collision - like the car had been lifted and placed down.

I was babysitting for a family, Many things happened in this house; lights turning on, a broken train set working, footsteps. The craziest was me tucking the oldest (4yo) girl into bed, as I’m leaving her room she asked me to stay until she fell asleep. I asked if she was scared, she said “no, but I don’t like when they talk to me.” I said, “who talks to you baby, the angels?” She said calm as can be “no, I don’t think they are angels.” I stayed until her parents arrived.

My Dad’s mum passed away when he was 3, so he lived with his aunty & cousins in a small country town. One day, they were at the local swimming pool. Dad was 5. He started to drown. Something pulled him to the side of the pool & he recovered, but there was no one there.
Dad said it was always puzzling. Years later Dad saw a medium who said “your mum was the one who pulled you to the side of the pool in (name of town).” Dad had not told anyone about his near drowning. ❤️

In the 80s, my younger brother and I (he passed away 8 years ago) played with a toy dirtbike. It had no kickstand, no motor, was just a toy dirtbike with free wheels and we would roll the bike back and forth to each other. So one day we’re rolling the bike to each other across the room and the bike landed on its side before it reached my brother. We both simultaneously went to grab the bike and it stood up on its own and rolled towards him. We looked at each other and ran out the room.

My mom was passing of cancer. I was sitting with her in the hospital and she had an irritated look on her face. She asked if I was “sure I wanted another baby with that man”. I had no idea what she was talking about and she passed away two days later. A couple weeks after that I was at work when blood poured out of me and I rushed to the hospital where I found out I had been pregnant but miscarried. Didn’t know I was even pregnant but it seemed like she did 🤷🏾‍♀️

My house was built in 1910. One day my husband was doing some work in the basement and had to drill a hole through the wall. Inspected both sides meticulously prior to drilling. When he was done, the wall on the opposite side he drilled through had the words "leave me alone" scrawled roughly into the paint.
As a witch, I determined the correct course of action was to leave it alone.

Remember haunting of Hill house the show? *Spoiler* how she realizes her ghost was her hanging? So when I was little I used to see this face staring at me from the doorway of my room, it would show just it's eyes, move up and down on the wall behind the doorframe and poke it's head in with its mouth open but didn't make any noise. So fast forward to me in my mid 20s playing with my baby and playing peek a boo behind the doorway making him laugh, when I remembered MY "ghost" from when I was a kid.

That I just described, I moved in the same way that face did, moving my head up and down as if floating, poking my head in, my mouth making the "O" shape when saying boo.. pretty sure what I saw as a kid was my adult self.

I was working on a paper in grad school. There was a sudden crash in my kitchen. Went in there to see the 90s Pyrex casserole dish mom sent to school with crashed in the floor. It was flat at the back of the counter, no pets, nobody else there. I chewed out whatever did it, because I was so damn mad, it was good old Pyrex and, I had a paper to finish!

My mom remembers this more than I do, but apparently when I was 2 years old, I saw a woman in the corner of my mom's bedroom. She remembers me pointing at the corner and saying "woman". She was a bit weirded out, but then it happened again, exactly a year to the day later. I saw her again in the kitchen doorway and pointed her out. My parents still talk about it. Both of these sightings happened on the anniversary of the passing of my mom's mother, who passed 14 years before I was born.

That would either be the night I was lying in bed reading and my doorknob started turning. My bedroom was in the basement at the end of a long hallway. I was home alone and there was no one there when I opened it. Or the night I was washing dishes and a pair of glowing yellow eyes appeared staring in my kitchen window. Yes, I live in Appalachia.

The only thing that’s ever creeped me out probably isn’t that exciting, but here goes.

My son was 3. He was sleeping with us one night when in and of itself was odd. My ex & I were half asleep, talking, he was out cold. He suddenly sat upright & said “Ford”! in an almost distressed yell, laid back down and went right back to sleep. His dad and I sorta laughed, odd thing for a kid to talk in his sleep but okay.

Next afternoon the Ford plant exploded in Michigan. His dad I both thought…WTF?

My dad had been in the hospital and the night before he passed I was at home watching the SAG Awards and I was just feeling really light and not sad about him. The next morning he passed away, and at the hospital one of the doctors said my dad told him the night before that he was watching the awards show… but the SAG Awards were only airing on Netflix & as nice as the hospital was it did not have Netflix lol I think he was with me that night and telling me it was okay to enjoy life without him

When my mom fist passed, I was so scared to sleep. She had passed in her sleep. That night, I went to sleep and woke up in a field to her telling me “okay baby, I have to go now.” And I asked to stay and she told me “you’ll be alright” and walked away…

As a kid, I was trying to sleep and was in bed facing the wall. My leg was close to the edge of the bed, and three claws or nails dragged slowly across my leg. I was too scared to look at what was causing it. In the morning, the scratches were there.

The only pet I had at the time was a dog that was too short to do this, and he never came into my room. And the slow dragging just wasn’t like him. It never happened again

When I was about five years old I was playing in my playroom with my mom when suddenly a little boy about my age came in, he asked me if I wanted to play with him, I said "let me ask my mom" so I went up to my mom and said "can I play with that little boy?" and pointed to my left. My mother picked me up and ran out of the house praying, we got in the car and drove away. Many years later my mother told me that there was no little boy.

When I was 17, i volunteered at a public access station for our community. We were setting up for a school committee meeting in our 1800's town hall for a televised meeting. The 5 of us looked up and saw a women in a white dress and a brown apron with her hair in a bun in the balcony. We all saw her, she looked like from the 1800s. She just stood there looking at us. Next thing we know, she was gone. Since then, we always said hello and what we were doing there. Never saw her since.

When I was little, we took care of my grandmother who had pancreatic cancer until she passed in our home. Months later, I woke up to get something to drink in the kitchen and felt a heavy presence like I was being watched. So naturally I ran back to my room and hid under the covers. Heart racing. Breathing heavy. I held my breath to see if I could hear footsteps and a voice whispered “BREATHE”. Freaked me out. It was so clear. I knew it was her. It just confirmed all of my gifts at a young age.

When I was around 10 my friend and I were having a sleepover and it was like 3am and we were making prank calls (as one does) and we heard someone walking down my stairs. We thought it was just my brother going to use the bathroom, when we turned we saw an old man walk from the stairs, down the hall, and into my parents bedroom and keep peeking his head out at us until I worked up the courage to turn a light on and he disappeared. That house was extremely haunted.

I was at work on day and I was working at a clinic, behind the counter almost in the back where we'd draw up injections. I heard a patient speaking to a scheduler, and the voice sounded, idk strange. So I looked out over the desk to see the person speaking and they were looking at me, rather oddly. All of a sudden they smiled and the person's face shifted into what looked like demon. All the while still smiling. I dropped everying in went back into a providers office and just thought WOE! GMOH!

I was young (maybe 5) playing mermaid in the bathtub…hair soaking wet. I reached to pull the drain plug and staring back at me, from under the water, is a little girl. She looks just like me…but her hair is dry.