Everyone loves a good story, whether it’s a work of fiction or one based on actual events. A well-told narrative is guaranteed to captivate.
But for today, we’re focusing on true stories that aren’t on the lighthearted side. These creepy, spine-tingling tales are from people across the internet who have shared their experiences involving paranormal activity and unpleasant encounters.
If you love giving yourself a jolt of adrenaline, you may enjoy these Reddit responses. If you don’t, you may want to avoid reading these in the middle of the night.
#21
Not to me, but to my nana and it freaks me out to this day.
My nan has a very good friend she has known since her nursing days, and back when they both had their kids and had grown into women, her friends ex-husband rang up my nan. He was very depressed and needed someone to talk to, but my nan had to say that unfortunately she couldn't go over to see him as she had just had a new born (my father), was breastfeeding and needed to feed. He said he understood and said "I'll see you soon then."
My grandad was on nights at work at this time, so she wasn't expecting anyone home or to visit until the next morning. At about 9pm that night, she heard their front gate open (it was a very vocal gate, she liked it that way so that when she was alone she knew when someone walked up to the house.) She assumed that maybe grandad had been sent home or forgot something, so thought nothing of it.
That was until the family dog, Ben, began to stiffen up and growl toward the front door and nobody opened it. He began to bark. Nan insists he had never been like that. He was a dog that had been brought up around 4 youngsters. Placid, patient and kind.
She tried to get up to open the front door to see if some kids were playing around with her, but she couldn't. She was frozen in her place on the chair. She said she felt icy cold for about 2 minutes. The fire was blaring. Nan described that after the cold began to fade, she felt very calm and serene, and heard the front gate go once more.
In the morning, when grandad returned home, she explained to him what happened and at what time. He told her he had some terrible news. That her friends ex-husband had commited s*****e at about 8.50pm that evening. It took about ten minutes walk to my nan's house then from his.
My nan has a very good friend she has known since her nursing days, and back when they both had their kids and had grown into women, her friends ex-husband rang up my nan. He was very depressed and needed someone to talk to, but my nan had to say that unfortunately she couldn't go over to see him as she had just had a new born (my father), was breastfeeding and needed to feed. He said he understood and said "I'll see you soon then."
My grandad was on nights at work at this time, so she wasn't expecting anyone home or to visit until the next morning. At about 9pm that night, she heard their front gate open (it was a very vocal gate, she liked it that way so that when she was alone she knew when someone walked up to the house.) She assumed that maybe grandad had been sent home or forgot something, so thought nothing of it.
That was until the family dog, Ben, began to stiffen up and growl toward the front door and nobody opened it. He began to bark. Nan insists he had never been like that. He was a dog that had been brought up around 4 youngsters. Placid, patient and kind.
She tried to get up to open the front door to see if some kids were playing around with her, but she couldn't. She was frozen in her place on the chair. She said she felt icy cold for about 2 minutes. The fire was blaring. Nan described that after the cold began to fade, she felt very calm and serene, and heard the front gate go once more.
In the morning, when grandad returned home, she explained to him what happened and at what time. He told her he had some terrible news. That her friends ex-husband had commited s*****e at about 8.50pm that evening. It took about ten minutes walk to my nan's house then from his.
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#22
The time I had a redneck in Cascabel, Arizona pull a shot gun on my friends and I for, 'trespassing' on government land. Let's not forget he owned a ranch nearby that was littered with bones, abandoned cars and about 30 license plates from across the country hanging on his fence. Oh, and he also had dried blood all over his shirt.
It felt like a mix of Texas Chain Saw M******e and Jeepers Creepers.
It felt like a mix of Texas Chain Saw M******e and Jeepers Creepers.
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#23
**TL;DR:I gave blood and the bag overfilled and popped.** I once was giving blood at my school's blood drive. So they put the needle in and I passed out. The nurse just happen to leave and when I woke up I wondered why everything was wet. Then I opened my eyes and my everything was soaked in my own blood. I screamed then passed out again. Never giving blood again.
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#24
I'll share mine. It didn't actually happen to me but it happened to my Mom when she was a teenager. My Mom now is in her mid 60's. She's not an overly religious woman, she doesn't read teh bible regularly, rarely goes to church but she prays every night cause that is what gives her comfort. I'll have to side note this with I watched normal "horror" movies with her every so often, nothing too crazy or gory but spooky if you will sort of stuff. Well I asked her if she wanted to watch the Exorcist and she flat our 100% refused. She said there is absolutely no way she will EVER watch anything related to possession or exorcisms. Well this was curious...so the movie Constantine comes out and I show her the trailer asking her if she wants to watch it....she sees the girl near the beginning climbing the ceiling and just refuses AGAIN. I should also note, my mother will refuse and kick you out of her house if you even think about bringing a Oujia board into the house...she'll yell, scream and cuss until you drop the subject and that's that....this is important.
Alright so that little back story is out of the way, I ended up asking her why exactly she refuses to watch those sort of movies...well she tells me when she was a teenager, at a sleepover at a friends house, they were up playing games, the parents watching TV. Her friends and her self are on the floor playing a board game...a game my mom has never played before. Well come to find out it's a Oujia board and she doesn't know what it does, well they start playing asking a bunch of questions. They end up finding out there is a spirit in the house, so they ask it to show itself. Nothing happens, they DEMAND it to show itself. This was her first indication something wasn't right...cause the lights all around the house, every single room went out immediately including the TV, and then snapped right back on, spooky huh? Nah, just a fluke.
They ask the next question..."Who are you?" The piece moves round the board in big cirlces with their hands on it and stops at the letter D. Moves to the letter E, then to the letter V, I, L. Wow someone must be messing with it. This can't be real...So they ask, if you are the Devil, then show yourself. Nothing happens for a while, and then suddenly the TV goes out. Well in the reflection in the TV sitting in the living room next to them my Mom and her friends, even her parents could make out the shape of something...something terrifying just sitting there, next to them...the house got extremely cold.
Suddenly loud noises could be heard in the kitchen, stuff flying off the top of the refridgerator and cupboards oepning and closing. They immediately stop the game, close it up adn throw it in the trash never to play one again. Later that night my Mom is sound asleep and is awoken by something loud and clanging on the roof. She listens intently and she can hear what sounds like chains and dogs up on the roof. Well that's not possible, it must be outside somewhere. She wakes up the next morning and goes and talks to her friends parents, asks them if any of their neighbors have any dogs...they tell her no...and they tell her they also heard the dogs and chains up on the roof last night.
So that's the story of why my Mom refuses to watch anything that involves exorcisms. She truly believes that the devil was there with them that night, sitting next to them. And the messed up thing is...every time she tells me that story...I get this cold shiver down my spine that there is no way she would be making this up.
Alright so that little back story is out of the way, I ended up asking her why exactly she refuses to watch those sort of movies...well she tells me when she was a teenager, at a sleepover at a friends house, they were up playing games, the parents watching TV. Her friends and her self are on the floor playing a board game...a game my mom has never played before. Well come to find out it's a Oujia board and she doesn't know what it does, well they start playing asking a bunch of questions. They end up finding out there is a spirit in the house, so they ask it to show itself. Nothing happens, they DEMAND it to show itself. This was her first indication something wasn't right...cause the lights all around the house, every single room went out immediately including the TV, and then snapped right back on, spooky huh? Nah, just a fluke.
They ask the next question..."Who are you?" The piece moves round the board in big cirlces with their hands on it and stops at the letter D. Moves to the letter E, then to the letter V, I, L. Wow someone must be messing with it. This can't be real...So they ask, if you are the Devil, then show yourself. Nothing happens for a while, and then suddenly the TV goes out. Well in the reflection in the TV sitting in the living room next to them my Mom and her friends, even her parents could make out the shape of something...something terrifying just sitting there, next to them...the house got extremely cold.
Suddenly loud noises could be heard in the kitchen, stuff flying off the top of the refridgerator and cupboards oepning and closing. They immediately stop the game, close it up adn throw it in the trash never to play one again. Later that night my Mom is sound asleep and is awoken by something loud and clanging on the roof. She listens intently and she can hear what sounds like chains and dogs up on the roof. Well that's not possible, it must be outside somewhere. She wakes up the next morning and goes and talks to her friends parents, asks them if any of their neighbors have any dogs...they tell her no...and they tell her they also heard the dogs and chains up on the roof last night.
So that's the story of why my Mom refuses to watch anything that involves exorcisms. She truly believes that the devil was there with them that night, sitting next to them. And the messed up thing is...every time she tells me that story...I get this cold shiver down my spine that there is no way she would be making this up.
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#25
My ex-wife had several weird experiences. I'll just relate this one. I'm at work one day when she calls me out of the blue (we were still married at the time). She usually did not call me during the day because she worked the night shift. She tells me to call my friend Danny and make sure he and his family are okay. When I ask why, she tells me that she had a dream but can't remember it, but that I should call Danny and make sure he's okay.
So I call Danny and check in with him. I tell him about my wife's dream. He's mildly amused but tells me that he and his family are fine and to thank my wife for her concern. I call her back and let her know all is well. She's very dubious when she hears the news.
I found out later that within half an hour of my phone call to Danny, he got another call from his uncle in Florida to tell him that Danny's son had hanged himself.
So I call Danny and check in with him. I tell him about my wife's dream. He's mildly amused but tells me that he and his family are fine and to thank my wife for her concern. I call her back and let her know all is well. She's very dubious when she hears the news.
I found out later that within half an hour of my phone call to Danny, he got another call from his uncle in Florida to tell him that Danny's son had hanged himself.
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#26
This will probably get buried, but when I was about 18 months old girls started going missing in and around the neighbourhood we lived in. One night the phone rang, my Dad answered it and an unknown man told him that he knew where his daughter was, that she was dead but he knew where she was. Thinking it was just a prank call, my dad told him his daughter was in bed and hung up.
It wasn't until later when the body of a girl was found and my Dad noticed her name in the paper and that we had the same surname, and lived on the same street. He reported the phone-call but the perpetrators went on to r**e, t*****e and k**l 3 more girls before their final victim escaped and they were arrested.
I was told about this when I was about 12 years old and we were still living in the same house, it scared the c**p out of me. The k***ers were notorious in the suburb I grew up in, people would say things like "don't stay out to late or the Birnie's will get you", so I knew exactly what he was talking about.
It wasn't until later when the body of a girl was found and my Dad noticed her name in the paper and that we had the same surname, and lived on the same street. He reported the phone-call but the perpetrators went on to r**e, t*****e and k**l 3 more girls before their final victim escaped and they were arrested.
I was told about this when I was about 12 years old and we were still living in the same house, it scared the c**p out of me. The k***ers were notorious in the suburb I grew up in, people would say things like "don't stay out to late or the Birnie's will get you", so I knew exactly what he was talking about.
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#27
There's an abandoned house next to mine, the previous owner moved out to California 25 years prior and never sold it. I got a flashlight, gloves, and pushed the window open and went inside, starting with the basement. In the basement was a grand piano (still plays, but very much out of tune), old WW2 stuff, what seemed to be a signed Elvis poster, some other really cool s**t no one should ever leave behind. There's basically a whole story in that basement, including a broken wedding picture frame and instruments everywhere. On the main floor was an unmade bed, molded food still in the fridge and on the stovetop, half-empty beers turned solid, lights that still hadn't been turned off. Then I started walking upstairs when I heard crying from one of the side rooms. That's when I freaked the f**k out and haven't been there since.
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#28
Alright, I'll have a go.
So, I don't know if this is exactly scary, but it freaks me out. I live close to a Walmart, so when I need to go, I just walk there. But the trail takes you behind the store, then you have to walk along the side to get to the front. There's somewhat of a forest-y area all the way around the back and side of the store. My boyfriend and I were walking one night to get some stuff for root beer floats, as we were walking up the trail, we saw a black dog sniffing around. But it was dark, and I jokingly said "What if it's some sort of creature?" And the dog whirled it's head around at that exact moment, looked at us, then took off at a speed I have *never* seen a dog run before. I'm talking like some The Flash s**t. Weird.
So then a couple months later, my neighbor tells me she and her son had seen a creepy black dog roaming around the back of Walmart. Okay.. Couldn't be the same one, right? Just a coincidence. But then she tells me that when it spotted them, it took off at the speed of light.
THEN, my boyfriend comes home in somewhat of a panic a few weeks later, and says he saw the f*****g dog *again.* It's just weird. It's not black like a dog would naturally be, it's black in the way an absence of light would be, is the best way I can describe it. Like a void of nothingness that's dog-shaped.
So, I don't know if this is exactly scary, but it freaks me out. I live close to a Walmart, so when I need to go, I just walk there. But the trail takes you behind the store, then you have to walk along the side to get to the front. There's somewhat of a forest-y area all the way around the back and side of the store. My boyfriend and I were walking one night to get some stuff for root beer floats, as we were walking up the trail, we saw a black dog sniffing around. But it was dark, and I jokingly said "What if it's some sort of creature?" And the dog whirled it's head around at that exact moment, looked at us, then took off at a speed I have *never* seen a dog run before. I'm talking like some The Flash s**t. Weird.
So then a couple months later, my neighbor tells me she and her son had seen a creepy black dog roaming around the back of Walmart. Okay.. Couldn't be the same one, right? Just a coincidence. But then she tells me that when it spotted them, it took off at the speed of light.
THEN, my boyfriend comes home in somewhat of a panic a few weeks later, and says he saw the f*****g dog *again.* It's just weird. It's not black like a dog would naturally be, it's black in the way an absence of light would be, is the best way I can describe it. Like a void of nothingness that's dog-shaped.
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#29
About two years ago my ex and I went through a really nasty breakup. Lots of crying and nasty words said. It became apparent that she had a lot of emotional problems and really wasn't the person I thought she was. Lots of anger, and lots of lying as I discovered. And to make things stranger, she is the one who dumped me (multiple times) and was absolutely furious when I finally accepted it and told her it was time for her to go. I wasn't exactly perfect here either, but that's what happens. I had also started a new and healthy relationship at this point maybe 3 weeks after the primary breakup which pissed her off to no end. Anyway she shows up one day to collect some belongings that were still at my place and she sits me down on the bed and hands me a not telling me to read it out loud. It's a really nasty speech about how I'm incapable of love, and a terrible person, and deserve to die. I refuse but she's screaming at me and I just was like fine I'll read it if it'll make you go away. So i finish the speech and then she pulls out a loaded gun from her purse and spends about the next 15 minutes trying to muster the will to pull the trigger and splatter my brain all over the wall. She says she knows the law, she knows she'll be caught, she knows where she'll go to prison and she's fine with it because I'll be off this planet. So I spend this time trying (poorly) not to totally freak out and with tears streaming down my face telling her that she's not a k****r and just needs to go live her life without me.
We parted with a hug and I just learned she got engaged to a new guy a couple months ago.
We parted with a hug and I just learned she got engaged to a new guy a couple months ago.
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#30
I have a few paranormal events that happened all throughout my life, most of them are pretty tame. but there is one that got to me and still sticks with me today.
About 4 years ago i was ending my freshman year at college. i had lived in the dorms with a kickass roomate and pretty much had a great experience altogether. towards the end of my last semester something seemed different in my hall of the dorms. we were all still our lively selves but just walking into the dorms would give you this massive feeling of dread. we all wrote it off as the stress of finals approaching but it just felt off. Well one night after studying i decide to hit the shower so i can just wake up and make my way to class in a few hours.
before i keep going i should go ahead and set the layout of our hall and the bathroom. Our hall was one of many halls on a single floor, each hall had 4 rooms that accommodated 2 people each (or a single room for the RAs) the entrance to the halls were massive steel doors with a small window located at one end, and across from it was the bathroom. it seriously felt like a prison block rather than a living quarter for college students.
as for the bathroom itself, when you walked in you were immediately met with two sets of sinks(two sinks a side) on your left and right, with massive mirrors facing each other(and creating that infinite loop of mirrors). then past that you had your two urinals and a toilet stall on your left, and two showers on your right. When facing the left set of sinks you can clearly see into the showers from the mirror, if the door is open. and in the right set of sinks you can see the reflection of the shower. The door of the bathroom was identical to the entrance to the hall, a massive steel frame with a small window that didn't allow for much of a view (with good reason). the door was propped open with a giant wooden wedge that couldn't be moved unless you were really trying to close that door.
so back to the story. i'm all alone in the bathroom gearing up to go shower. i throw my change of clothes on the right side sink so that way i can reach around the stall and grab them. once i set my stuff down i happen to look up into the mirror and i can see in the distance something almost shimmering inside the shower stall. as i look at it i notice that it slowly gets closer, like its jumping from the furthermost layer to the next layer closer. I'm kind of unsettled but i don't think much of it other than me coming down off of a massive red bull, adderal, and caffeine kick. but it starts transitioning faster. as it gets closer i can start making out details but nothing vivid or striking, its just a dark mass that looks like its covered in hair. at this point i'm freaking out hardcore since this thing is getting closer in the mirror and i'm pretty much frozen to this one spot. as it gets to the 4th layer i get the closest look at this thing i'll ever get, and i regret every minute of it. it wasn't hair but some kind of long flowing veil, you could see through it partially but from the torso down it was just solid black, and the face, i can't describe it. it was clearly human but at the same time it was so far removed. there were eyes, they were black but definitely glowing somehow. i only saw this for maybe a second at the most, but its burned into my mind forever. then the lights cut out and i hear the door slam, its pitch black in the bathroom so i can't see this thing anymore. i go to open the door but it won't budge, and then this intense smell of blood hits me out of nowhere, and that's all i remember.
i woke up later in the hospital, from what my RA claims he was on his way to go use the bathroom sometime after this happened where he found me in the shower stall with my shirt covered in blood from a massive nosebleed. he tried asking me what happened and according to him all i could respond with was "it saw me" and i start freaking out. so he calls an ambulance and they get me to the hospital. all the while i'm apparently freaking out so they sedate me to get me to calm down.
i'm coming too around the time my parents show up, worried sick of course. i ask them what happened and according to the doctors they believe i had a seizure however they ran CAT scans soon after i was cooperative enough to do so and found no sign of any seizure occuring, not to mention epilepsy doesn't run in my family at all, and having taken adderal countless times in the past (and since then) i've never had a similar side effect (neither hallucinations or potential seizures)
to this day i still can't bring myself to look into a mirror for more than a minute, and just being stuck in a room with one for an extended period will just cause me to break down. I've been to therapy going on three years because of this, and i've talked to countless religious leaders who, besides giving me the general "well you should turn to God in times like these" talks, don't recognize that kind of pattern as anything "demonic or evil." and the strangest thing is that before that incident there were no actual claims of activity in those dorms, and since i left there hasn't been any either. it was just that one isolated incident.
About 4 years ago i was ending my freshman year at college. i had lived in the dorms with a kickass roomate and pretty much had a great experience altogether. towards the end of my last semester something seemed different in my hall of the dorms. we were all still our lively selves but just walking into the dorms would give you this massive feeling of dread. we all wrote it off as the stress of finals approaching but it just felt off. Well one night after studying i decide to hit the shower so i can just wake up and make my way to class in a few hours.
before i keep going i should go ahead and set the layout of our hall and the bathroom. Our hall was one of many halls on a single floor, each hall had 4 rooms that accommodated 2 people each (or a single room for the RAs) the entrance to the halls were massive steel doors with a small window located at one end, and across from it was the bathroom. it seriously felt like a prison block rather than a living quarter for college students.
as for the bathroom itself, when you walked in you were immediately met with two sets of sinks(two sinks a side) on your left and right, with massive mirrors facing each other(and creating that infinite loop of mirrors). then past that you had your two urinals and a toilet stall on your left, and two showers on your right. When facing the left set of sinks you can clearly see into the showers from the mirror, if the door is open. and in the right set of sinks you can see the reflection of the shower. The door of the bathroom was identical to the entrance to the hall, a massive steel frame with a small window that didn't allow for much of a view (with good reason). the door was propped open with a giant wooden wedge that couldn't be moved unless you were really trying to close that door.
so back to the story. i'm all alone in the bathroom gearing up to go shower. i throw my change of clothes on the right side sink so that way i can reach around the stall and grab them. once i set my stuff down i happen to look up into the mirror and i can see in the distance something almost shimmering inside the shower stall. as i look at it i notice that it slowly gets closer, like its jumping from the furthermost layer to the next layer closer. I'm kind of unsettled but i don't think much of it other than me coming down off of a massive red bull, adderal, and caffeine kick. but it starts transitioning faster. as it gets closer i can start making out details but nothing vivid or striking, its just a dark mass that looks like its covered in hair. at this point i'm freaking out hardcore since this thing is getting closer in the mirror and i'm pretty much frozen to this one spot. as it gets to the 4th layer i get the closest look at this thing i'll ever get, and i regret every minute of it. it wasn't hair but some kind of long flowing veil, you could see through it partially but from the torso down it was just solid black, and the face, i can't describe it. it was clearly human but at the same time it was so far removed. there were eyes, they were black but definitely glowing somehow. i only saw this for maybe a second at the most, but its burned into my mind forever. then the lights cut out and i hear the door slam, its pitch black in the bathroom so i can't see this thing anymore. i go to open the door but it won't budge, and then this intense smell of blood hits me out of nowhere, and that's all i remember.
i woke up later in the hospital, from what my RA claims he was on his way to go use the bathroom sometime after this happened where he found me in the shower stall with my shirt covered in blood from a massive nosebleed. he tried asking me what happened and according to him all i could respond with was "it saw me" and i start freaking out. so he calls an ambulance and they get me to the hospital. all the while i'm apparently freaking out so they sedate me to get me to calm down.
i'm coming too around the time my parents show up, worried sick of course. i ask them what happened and according to the doctors they believe i had a seizure however they ran CAT scans soon after i was cooperative enough to do so and found no sign of any seizure occuring, not to mention epilepsy doesn't run in my family at all, and having taken adderal countless times in the past (and since then) i've never had a similar side effect (neither hallucinations or potential seizures)
to this day i still can't bring myself to look into a mirror for more than a minute, and just being stuck in a room with one for an extended period will just cause me to break down. I've been to therapy going on three years because of this, and i've talked to countless religious leaders who, besides giving me the general "well you should turn to God in times like these" talks, don't recognize that kind of pattern as anything "demonic or evil." and the strangest thing is that before that incident there were no actual claims of activity in those dorms, and since i left there hasn't been any either. it was just that one isolated incident.
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