30 People Are Sharing Shockingly Terrifying Things They’ve Witnessed But No One Believed Them

So I don't know if this fits. But one night, as a kid, I had a dream that my friends and I would go find crayfmfish (no big deal). In that dream we found crayfish carried them in buckets. We did this often. But in the dream my cousin slipped on the rocks and hurt his arm. And I woke up. The next week we all went out and my cousin slipped on the rocks and broke his arm. It freaked me out for months.

I grew up in a haunted house. Nobody believes most of the s**t that happened to me. The top out of everything was nobody believes I was yanked outta my bed by my ankles in the middle of the night.

I was dozing on the couch at my parents place last year. Not comfortably because I was cold. Then a felt a wave of heat pass over me, which was pleasant enough until I felt these firm, pointed fingertips on my head, like something was standing behind me with its hands on my scalp. I was frightened but then grabbed them and threw them off me. A few minutes later my mum came in and said she heard a door open and had got the feeling she should check on me. Probably a dream but it was super super creepy.

That I was [sexually assaulted] 3 times in a 2 week period. Sounds made up but I wish that was true

I think my friends and I almost got struck by lightning or some electrical phenomenon in Petawawa Ontario when I was between 5-7. It was torrential raining, thundering and very humid outside. I was ready to go in but my friends, two sisters who were my age and younger who lived across the street from me, were stuck outside - I believe their teenage brother had locked them out as a joke. I was standing across their lawn, debating going in or sitting with them on their stoop as the youngest sister was crying out of fear because of the thunder. Suddenly, a huge ball of blueish-white light came down from out of nowhere and seemed to strike the lawn between us. I remember it looked like it was spiralling or spinning, like a super bouncer. It seemed to bounce off the ground and then it disappeared. The little sister SCREAMED bloody murder at and they both dropped their umbrellas and were holding each other. I ran inside my own house. I remember still seeing the light when I closed my eyes and it haunted me for quite a while after.

Lightning or power line experts, I’d love to hear your thoughts. The lawn didn’t look damaged and my mom thinks it was my imagination.

When I was a young, from time to time I would see a man in a top hat in the basement of my childhood home. My mother never believed me and told me I was imagining things. Then accused me of being on drugs when I was a teenager when I mentioned that I saw him. I hadn't seen him until I was in Crete 15 years later. The question lingers in my mind to this day, who or what.

I have many stories because I do cleansings for people and dabble in pagan practices. They all can be pretty wild, but the one most people have the hardest time understanding was witnessed by myself, mother, and sister. This occurred when I was 8, so 1998, small town in Alabama. My family had bought this house on the lake. A real haunted sh**fest, but hind sight, yah know? Literally the second day of moving in, we experienced something. Also, this took place well before any dive into the occult. My family was nondenominational Christian.

The house was 6 bedrooms, 4 baths, top and basement layout. We all had our rooms on the top floor. My room and my parents' room were the furthest down the hall. My sister was near the beginning, right across from the bathroom. So the hall wasn't super long, but my sister who had decided to put like 14 to 15 family portraits up on the walls. They varied in size and weight.

Now, our mom was in the living room, which is what the hall opened to. So, not far and certainly in sight of one another. Dad was gone, probably work or something. I was in my room putting up posters. Nothing out of the ordinary and it was mid-day.

When my sister finished putting the pictures up, she came to get me to show me. She was proud of her work. We were right outside my room talking when we suddenly felt super uneasy. The atmosphere had changed. I didn't understand it at the time, but it was just heavy and difficult to think straight and breathe. Needless to say, our conversation halted. Even my mom felt it and stopped unpacking things. She turned to look at us.

All of a sudden, we felt and heard this worship of wind go from my parents' room right in front of us, down the hall. All of those pictures levitated off the wall and floated midair, resting in a horizontal position, parallel to the ground. We screamed and ran to our mom. We were hysterical as you can imagine.

Mom said she was scared, but she had to be momma bear and protect her babies. She said firmly, "Stop! You are scaring my children!" She also told it to leave because it was not welcome here.

Now this part, I didn't see because my face was buried into my mom's side as I was crying. She said, the pictures all floated down and came to rest in their original spot. The ceiling seemed to just raise and become far away suddenly. My sister saw this too. I have no idea how else to explain it. They only ever described it this way. But, the house became normal and still again like nothing had ever happened.

My dad never believed it, despite all 3 of us experiencing that. Honestly, that was the most tame thing we experienced in the house. 7 years of hell we endured there.

I got stuck in a dream for what seemed like days. It was like an eternal now that I'd been in forever, but somehow I was completely aware I was dreaming. There were people I've never seen but i knew them well and they knew me. I tried to exclaim I was dreaming and it's not real, trying hard to wake up. It was all taking place in a house I'd never been in. So much I could write but I'll keep it short. It was horrifying and I felt a primal fear based on thinking I'd never see anyone I knew/loved when I was awake. It was like sleep paralysis, but no ghouls, dark figures, or gaunt faces, just raw fear. It's like my consciousness was picking up a different channel and I wanted to get back to mine desperately.

so there’s this local legend that there’s a cult that practices deep in the woods in my area. one night, my friend & i decided to go on a hike in the woods at like 1am. he said he knew the area, i did not at all. unsurprisingly, he gets us lost. as we’re wandering around aimlessly, we hear what sounds like dozens of voices chanting all at once. immediately, first assumption is “we found the cult” because this is literally like 2 miles into the woods off of this road that’s in the middle of nowhere, no houses or anything for miles. we walk closer to investigate bc we’re actual idiots & this coyote appears on the trail in front of us. i swear it was some kind of spiritual thing or something bc it literally appeared out of nowhere. my friend gets spooked & threw a gallon of milk at it (he brought the milk with him to drink... he’s a strange one lol). coyote runs off, we decide that we should probably rethink our investigation, especially considering we probably made enough noise to alert them anyway. i tell people this story & they find it entertaining but i don’t think anyone actually believes me lol

Went down to the basement to do laundry, the room got real cold real suddenly and I saw someone walk by the doorway to the laundry room (we live alone). I never found the guy.