Hey Pandas, What Is The Most Paranormal Thing That Has Ever Happened To You? (Closed)

I'll start. This might sound pretty weird, but I was haunted by orange peels and pistachio shells. Ok yeah, it's weird. But it started when I was like maybe 7 or 8. I saw some orange peels and a few steps later saw pistachio shells. I didn't think much of it, until, a day later, where I saw pistachio shells in a different spot, and a few steps later, orange peels. I found it weird, but still, didn't think too much of it. Then throughout the next two years, I would continue to find orange peels near pistachio shells, and it would follow me wherever I went. It stopped for a while, then 2 years later, I found some pistachio shells in a trail. I followed them and found orange peels at the end of the trail.

ok so, not a scary story or paranormal experience, but can people stop giving other down-votes for sharing their story? it doesn't make any sense to me on why someone would do that for no reason.

So a few things. So my house is haunted, my bedroom at my parents house is in the basement. First time: I was lying awake in the middle of the night in my bed, and I suddenly saw this glowing orb float from the door up to my vent. (My vent is right above my bed) I'm not joking. Then it disappeared through the vent. Second time: I was eating my breakfast and out of the corner of my eye I kept seeing a shadow. It looked so much like a human that at first I thought it was my step dad! Then the next time it happened, it was the same thing with the orb except it disappeared under a sponge (?). My mom was there and we started talking about it and we brought i up to my stepdad and he said that my dog had randomly been baking in the direction of the stairs. I was pretty creeped out. A few weeks later, my stepdad said that he saw a shadow of a head on the stairs and that my dog was barking at it and the (ghost) knocked over his backpack. Really freaky, right? One more thing, new years eve, (going into 2020) my mom and I were playing the game of life, and suddenly (it was almost midnight) my dog started barking at the corner. I've heard footsteps and other things when I was home alone but those were the main things. Also bonus, at my dad's house, that one is haunted too. At night, my stepmom once saw a girl running past her bedroom door. She thought it was me but I was sleeping. We've also heard someone running around upstairs while my brothers are taking their nap. It wasn't them. Thanks, for reading my story! : )

This involved my 17-year-old cat. Reagan was a good girl and had lived a long life. She was, unfortunately, suffering liver failure. She had been hospitalized and had received the best medical care, but our veterinarian said her chances were not good. We fixed her a soft bed on the sofa so she could look out and see birds. She was so weak and we knew it was just a matter of days until we had to help her cross over. That evening I was walking into the upstairs bedroom. When I opened the door, Reagan was sitting on the floor in front of me. I stepped aside so that she could run downstairs. I shouted to my husband that Reagan was coming down the stairs! I was so excited that she had the energy to run! My husband said no cat was coming down the stairs and that Reagan was asleep in her bed. I am a grown woman. I saw my cat and stepped out of her way as she ran. The next morning she was too weak to walk and we helped her to cross over. I will always believe it was her sweet spirit that I saw. It was getting ready to leave her body. I miss her so.

There was one time where I was in the corner of the masters' bedroom with the lights off and I know that there are two scary faces on the marble of the bathroom in the masters' bedroom. (Probably just by coincidence but the faces were really realistic) I suddenly felt the need to turn around and I swear this was true, I saw a bright strange orb-like light float to me from the bathroom with the two faces. My heart was racing faster and faster the closer It got and I was so scared I just looked straight at it not knowing what to do. I was horrified that it was coming to me and I thought it was all over for me when it kept floating closer and closer but thank goodness when it was about five feet away from me it suddenly vanished. I did not speak of this to anyone until today. As I was writing this I was in the masters' bedroom and I couldn't stop looking behind my back😨

When I was 10, I was home alone for the first time ever. I was watching TV, probably a Disney movie or something, and then the connection cuts out, which is really unusual for my family. in the silence that followed, I heard what sounded like crying coming from the other room. I was so scared at this point that I shut my eyes and started singing, not bothering to investigate. shortly after, about a minute or so, the crying got louder and then abruptly stopped, and the TV came back on. still terrifies me to this day.

Not me but my dad. He was once driving alone and wanted to pee. He parked at a gas station and went to the only bathroom there. He stood exactly in front of the door and waited for the guy inside to finish his business. A moment later he heard the flush. He heard him wash his hands. He waited for him to come out of the bathroom. And waited. And waited. He knocked on the door. No answer. He tried to open it. It wasn't locked. No one was inside.

Ok I wasn't going to post this here as I'm getting interviewed for a podcast next month for this, but screw it here it goes. I'm going to try to condense the story because it's long. But basically, back in approximately 2012 my kids and I made a last minute trip up to Payson (Arizona) for a family reunion. They talked me into staying as they had rented a huge camp ground that is used by the girl scouts every season. This meant that in the back room of the cabin there were approximately 30 bunk beds. It was a long rectangular room with beds lined up on one wall and a few on the opposite wall. On the opposite wall there were beautiful picture windows over looking the mountains. I have three kids so we picked the last two bunk beds all the way to the right side of the room in the corner opposite of the windows. We pushed them together so we could have more "bed space" and we could share blankets and have body heat. This was about end of August beginning of September so although its still hot during the day it gets cold at night up there. Any how right next to the beds on the small wall was a door. I believe it was a utility room or something but it was creepy. My oldest daughter and me slept on the bottom and my youngest slept on top. I remember falling asleep and feeling that drifting feeling when all of a sudden I was standing and looking at my own body. At first this did not worry me because I had studied Astroplaning most of my adult life, and I was excited that I had finally done it. For those that don't know, astroplaning is where you leave your body and travel. Anyhow.... all of a sudden there was this huge shadow behind me, this thing had to be 7-8 ft tall. HUGE. He grabbed me from behind and started DRAGGING me towards the creepy door. I couldn't fight because he had me in a bear hug. I tried screaming but I couldn't push barley any air out. Suddenly I knew that if he got me through that door I would die, and the kids would find me like that in the morning. I was watching my body lay there and struggle for air. I tired one more time and yelled my daughter's name as loud as I could. In an instant She woke up and grabbed my arm and pulled (my real body) and simultaneously my spirit self slammed back in my body and I woke up gasping for air. She was about 8 or 9 at the time and is 18 now, she remembers this incident clearly. I can only assume a demon came for me that night. I had just gotten my Bachelor's degree in ministry. I can only assume satan was none too happy about my faith and my degree. It happened again about two years ago, but luckily I was prepared this time and was able to not even let it grab me. That was definitely the scariest thing ever.

I was out walking my dog years ago a dog that has long since gone over the Rainbow Bridge. I had my headphones on and Penny my dog was running along in front of me. I couldn't hear anything but suddenly I heard my Nana's voice shout at me get Penny in to the side of the road. I yelled to Penny to come in and I got her in and safe just as some idiot sped around the corner at breakneck speed. If I hadn't got Penny in when I did she would have been hit. And I wouldn't have been aware of the car coming If I hadn't heard my Nana calling. And I heard her voice as clear as day. The only thing is though is this. When this happened, Nana had already been dead for 4 years.

This happened when I was about 10-11. I went through a spooky phase. It wasn't bad, I just owned an ouija board and a porcelain doll that had defaced. Anyway, I was at a sleepover with my close friend Emma. We stayed up real late so we could play with the ouija board. So at about 1:00, we started to set up.
We lay our fingers on the little planchette. (the lil triangle thingy) So we started to ask it questions.

"Uhm, hi. What's your name?"
C O R A
"cool! are you a ghost"
No
"are you an angel?"
No
"are you a demon???"
Yes
We looked at each other. Laughed and continued.
"Do you like puppies"
No
We laughed and said something along the lines of puppies are cute you meanie.
"Are you dead"
No
"Are you alive"
No
"Are you a bad guy"
M a y b e
"hm, how about this, when will the world end."
2 0 2 0
"Yeah, ok but how?" It stopped moving completely
We both thought that was kinda strange, but we both paid it no mind considering we thought the other person was moving the planchette. Even if she was, Emma might be a fortune teller. >W<

No one in my family believed me about this, but one of the bathroom's in my school is haunted. In the mirror you always see odd figures, but when you turn they are gone. If you stay there too long, like about 5 minutes, you will feel a cold wind. Even if it is hot outside. One of the rooms is always janky, but the room always changes. I've seen people go in, and not come out.

I was around 11 or 12 and was lighting the fireplace (which we used as a heat source, it wasn't just decorative), and as usual used a little kerosene to help get it started (the wood was a little damp, so was hard to start otherwise, and we'd been using the kerosene for a long time and it worked well). Unbeknownst to me, my brother had accidentally put gasoline in the kerosene container when he refilled it and I didn't notice the difference in smell.

So I leaned in with a match and lighted it and was rewarded with a huge fireball out of the fireplace. I panicked and froze, but my dad was in the room and I felt him grab me by the shoulder and yank me back to safety, and I suffered no serious injuries, just some singed hair. My shoulder was a little sore from being pulled back so hard, but I was thankful that he pulled me back so quickly.

When we told mom what happened and I said that dad saved me he said "No I didn't, I was on the other side of the room so could only watch in horror".

My grandfather had passed away a month prior, so to this day, I think it was him that saved me.

Well, I've had more than a few my entire life but I'll post the top three.

1) My dad moves into a brand new house and we still didn't have everything unpacked so we were sharing a mattress on the floor. I was about 9-10. This place felt weird from the get-go. Small nooses in the closet, weird porn and satanic photos posted along the border of the ceiling. All this strange shit left in the basement. Anyway, I wake up one night and there is this tall silhouette of a man just standing in the middle of the doorway. Pure black. I felt like he knew I was now awake and aware of him. He turned and walked down the hall where I couldn't see him but could hear him walking. Then paced back up to the door, stood there, and then repeated. This went on all night. I woke my dad up, he was drunk and didnt believe me. Just went back to sleep. I f*****g hated that house and he didn't last long there.

2) Had a friend who was murdered (I live in a ghetto) I was about late teens, early twenties. Everyone knew who did it and he was not a good guy but my friend was (very respected and loved). The next morning I wake up to my bed violently shaking. Like, slamming against the wall. My cat was on the bed and just took off running like a bat out of hell. It stopped and no one was there. I called crime stoppers that day from a payphone. They told me I wasn't the only one. I wonder if he reached out to others as well.

3) This one isn't scary but really cool. My dad passed away and I disappeared to China. Came home and mom had moved into a Condo. I'm 25 and fresh out of living abroad for a year and a half so she kept the spare room for me, and to paint it how I wanted. I'm doing so having a glass of wine, my dresser in the middle of the room. She's in the kitchen cooking. She comes to my doorframe to ask me something and we chat, as we do so I take a few sips of my wine and put it back on the dresser. She never enters, I never leave. Two minutes later she comes back and goes "____ where is your wine?" . I respond "It's right th--" but it was gone. She calmly replies "come here". Takes me to the living room and its sitting on a glass side table to the far side of the room we never use.... That was my daddy. I know it. Happy we were back together and saying he was fine. Please he was always mischievous. He's been by a few times since.

So I see things in the corner of my eye, which sounds dumb, but it's only when I'm alone so that's weird. It's usually just a shadow, but when I turn to look it's always gone. And when I say shadow, I mean like a floating orb of darkness. It's really weird. I was riding my bike one day, and I felt like somebody was following me, but there was nobody in sight. Like nobody. It was almost completely silent which was strange. I turned and I saw this 'shadow' of a person and I was freaked out, so I went home. About a month later, I went biking, and stopped to take a picture of the sunset. In the exact same place as before. It was quiet, but it felt like I was surrounded by people. Needless to say, I don't ride my bike there anymore.

Also, I should mention that this place was actually an elementary school...

A long time ago I hung out with an odd bunch of people. Ken was one of them and he kind of acted as a big brother and watched out for me. But he was from another part of the country and he got word that his mom was sick so he packed up and left. Time passed. I lived in a house on a dead end that had 3 houses on it. One night I was coming home from work and pulled into the dead end street and saw Ken at the front door waiting for me. But when I pulled up, I couldn't find him. I walked all around the house; there just wasn't any place he could have gone. He didn't have a car anyway, but went I met up with the rest of my friends I asked if anyone had heard from Ken. He'd been at my house and I couldn't find him. Does anyone know if he's back and where he is? It got awkward; finally someone told me Ken was dead. He'd been in a car accident and didn't make it.

A few months ago, I had woken up at 2:00 am. I had woken up because I felt too hot, as my room does not have proper insulation. When my eyes adjusted to the dark, I froze. Something. Just standing there. Staring. I rubbed my eyes, hoping that I was just imagining it. Nope. It was still there. I wanted to scream. But I didn't. I was too scared. I slowly grabbed the covers and scooted under them, wheezing. (I had a sore throat.)

When I woke up the next morning, everything was the same.

I still see that... Thing sometimes. And yes, it was the same thing that I posted about in "What was the scariest dream you've ever had?".

None of these happened to me personally, but to my family & extended family.
1. My dad was driving down a highway at night with my uncle, when they saw a hooded figure suddenly materialize out of nowhere, and they drove right through it. Th e thing was still there when they looked in the mirror.

2. My aunt was in a hotel room all alone when she heard the words, "let's get her." She checked, and no one was there...

3. This one is a bit silly and is probably made up, but my uncle opened the door one night after everyone went to bed, and a blue monkey/gorilla thing was standing there. Don't know what went on there, but it's a fun story to tell.

Ever heard of the longhorse? Yes it's basically a horse skeleton thing with an infinitely long neck and a horse skull with no jawbone. If you dream of it there will be disaster the next day (not caused by the long horse, but by something else, the long horse warns you).

Well, I did dream of the long horse one night. The next day was actually disaster, there was a huge windstorm and a lot of power outages everywhere.

I would count that as a disaster? I don't know about other people. It wasn't scary, necessarily, but it was really strange, you know?

This isn't me, but is my friend. She was living in Arizona at the time, and lived in a small apartment with her husband. He used to have to go to work early in the morning, so my friend would sit on the window seat reading a little. That night she went to bed around 10:30, but slept fitfully. She woke up thinking that she needed to do something to be able to sleep. Their bathroom was tiny, barely enough room for a shower, sink, and a toilet. She decided to clean the bathroom, starting with the floor. (She is a stress cleaner.) She knelt in front of the door when she heard a noise in the room. She later told us she had thought her husband had gotten up. When a figure appeared that looked like a silhouette of a man, she thought it must be her husband. She got up, but the silhouette turned and went into the living room. She went into the bedroom, to see if her husband was in bed. As soon as she saw him in the bed, she got up and went to the living room; There was nothing there. The windows were closed and the door was locked from the inside. The next morning she called me and told be about it. Nothing like it has happened again after they moved to their bigger apartment.

My wife has always found dimes in random places, she says it means her grandad is saying hello and that she’s “on the right path”. I’m not a superstitious person at all, but I definitely started to notice when it happens, and it’s fairly often, like at least every few weeks.

Then it started to happen to me. I don’t notice any other coins on the ground, and even tried to keep an eye out because it sounds too coincidental.

Then, we had just started looking for a new place to rent, and the first place was amazingly perfect. I wasn’t excited about the price but then I heard my wife make a gasp/screech type sound from the bedroom. There, on the hard wood floor, in an otherwise completely empty house, were two dimes. Rarely do things give me gooosebumps like that. We’ve now lived here for 3+ years.

My wife has vowed that it wasn’t her doing.