Hey Pandas, What’s Your Real-Life Horror Stories? (Ended)

sometimes i'll hear a kind of whispery voice of a woman saying my name.

recently ive been seeing this black silouete out of the corner of my eye and it never hurts me or anything it just sits there and stares at me its like 3ft and the other day i heard it whispering something so im now staying within 1 inch of my father at all times

So, I'll add my own. Me and my friend (we'll call her Abbie) were hanging out in my yard. We were talking about things that she found in the woods behind our houses, like a red balloon once (pretty normal) and a dead fox. Abbie saw the grass press down, like footprints, behind us. But there was nobody. We got a chill of cold. It was in the summer, mind you. Anyway, we saw birds fly out of the woods. My friend got scared and told me it was probably a coyote. (She doesn't like coyotes.) But then, we saw a shadowy figure run between two trees. It was tall, human-like and slightly hunched over, and it had horns on its head. My friend screamed "IT'S THE DEVIL" and ran off towards her house. I decided to go to the woods and investigate, but I didn't see anything. No one else ever believed me when I told them. So, I still don't know what it was, but I definitely saw it.

My friend had a Ouija bored and he used it like a party trick one time when we were hanging out it spelled out my name. I was like HA HA so funny and the were mortified. his friend goes can i pray in your living room he goes sure as SOON as she finishes we herd a door shut and the power went out

I was 11, house sitting for my neighbors the next day I came into the house all the mail I had put in the table was in different places.

My friend always thought her house was haunted. One day I was at her place in the restroom. I could hear my friends talking in the other room, and no one else was home. While I was washing my hands, the door knob started turning repeatedly. I still have no explanation.

When I was about 9, my friend and I saw what appeared to be a smoky figure coming out of my neighbors chimney. The chimney wasn't functional, it was only for show, so seeing the smoke come out of it was strange. After a couple of seconds, the smoke took the shape of a humanoid and scampered off into the night. Two weeks later, an ambulance pulled up to my neighbor's house in the middle of the night and took her away. A couple days later, she was dead. We never saw that figure again.

I feel like I had a haunted teddy bear I slept with it for a little bit but whenever I woke up in the middle of the night the teddy bear was always sitting up and it freaked me out but it was always if I woke up at night not in the morning so... yeah..

In the first grade, my class was doing some math when a ceiling tile started shaking, then we heard a quiet screech and it broke and fell to the floor. One girl yelled "ITS A GHOST" and that set off almost every body crying (except the teacher, who just looked annoyed that a ceiling tile broke) she then called the janitor, who was very old and JUST HAPPENED to never talk at all but occasionally made a weird choking sound. My friend was convinced he was a zombie. (I was in the bathroom at the time, I just heard the crack of the ceiling tile, and the teacher filled me in when I got back.)

This was when I was 11 or 12. I was in my room drawing, when I heard a noise, sort of like a footstep. It was around 8 PM at the time, so it was pretty dark. Since my parents were home, I immediately assumed that it was one of them coming up the stairs. So, I went to go say hi, and opened my door. At the end of the hallway, there was a figure of a man that seemed to be around the same height as my dad. I thought that it was my dad, and reached out my hands to go hug him. My hands went through thin air, and what I thought was my dad was gone. My dad was sitting downstairs, reading a book. He was never upstairs. This never happened again after that night.

Back when I was 21 and home for the winter from college, my parents and I went to a discount Entenmann's and Thomas' English muffins outlet. The cashier asked my mother if I was their child. He then told us that I looked exactly like his son and showed us a picture of him. Sure enough, he looked exactly like me--except for 3 differences. He was fourteen, I was female and he had been dead for a year. A coworker of his also agreed that I looked exactly like his son. I refused to go back to that store for a while and would constantly ask my parents if they had seen the "creepy" guy at the counter.