I lived in this house that was surely haunted for 10 years. We moved in when I was a baby so I grew up here and several strange things happened while I lived here. Doors would slam shut, we would literally see the button on our TV click in to shut off and the volume on the TV would randomly be turned all the way down, one time my aunt was doing paper work in the kitchen and all her papers randomly got thrown to the ground and a ton of books from a bookshelf got knocked over. I always felt cold chills constantly and goosebumps which I stopped experiencing once I moved out. My sister always felt like she was being watched when she would sleep and woke up once with scratch marks on her leg. I had my uncle doing work on the house when I was a toddler and he saw my shadow playing in the backyard but I wasn't home. Dogs would act weird sometimes and randomly bark or act scared in the master bedroom. My cousin even saw the hat man once. The house belonged to a woman who passed away before we moved and I wonder if that has anything to do with the weird paranormal stuff that went down in that house. When my sister was in elementary school the kids on the bus would joke around saying that house was haunted because there was a big red paint splatter on it that looked like blood (we removed it once we moved in) and coincidentally we ended up moving in after my sister heard those rumors.

this one takes place across a few time periods and has a few layers in it. this is when i had to get rid of a [entity] but in order to do that i had to heal a land curse and close portals that i accidentally opened as a young physical medium by accident. lets start when i moved back to the family land. ive always known about the man of the land even as a teen. we bought the land in 2001. growing up whenever i was having a hard time i would go outside and do witchy things and channel all of my emotions into "portals" of course i had no clue the damage i was doing and who i was upsetting doing it: the man of my land, who is the spirit of a [local] man that mixed with elemental energy. he did so to get rid of my family mainly probably bc i was tainting the land. fast foward to me moving back. he didnt want us back and with the merge of the elemental energy he was able to make a [entity] manifest. this thing would attack our dreams, throw its voice with horrible sounds, make very large claw like scrapings down the house. it would tell me everything it was in my dreams. the dreams were horrible and scary. and man this thing could take on any form of fear to get to you. ultimately just wanting to eat you. (i dream travel and do spiritual work)so in order to get rid of this thing before it got physical i had to make peace with the man of the land. i had to close all the portals i may have opened. i had to garden the land the way he would like it (we both compromise but his ideas are usually very beautiful) i had to do land cleansing on a big scale, i made tools to offer him. i listen to him, he loves the music we play and the sage we make. really we just joined him into our family as an elder we consult. over time his opinion of us changed. the [entity] left. he wont let go of the people of the mud just yet. which all i know is there are old settlers. this is something im happy to do the rest of my life just to make sure the connection i have to the land is strong and in good intentions.

I am writing to Liminal Earth because ever since I have moved to Akron, OH I keep having the same experience. Random street lights turn off when I drive or walk under them. I really can't explain it. This happens 1-10 times a week- sometimes multiple times a day. I don't know what to think of it. I've shared this with only a few people, as to not cause concern. After so many years of this happening, I'd simply like to know if this is a shared experience.

Residents of the Kirkland/Bothell/Kenmore intersection have reported mysterious booms echoing at all hours of the day and night for years. They come at random times, sometimes months apart, and are loud enough to cause people to post inquiries on their neighborhood social media groups en masse asking "did anyone else hear that explosion?!?" and, for those who have never lived in a major metropolitan city, "was that a gunshot?". No explanation has ever been provided.

4th grade classroom desk slides across the floor at least a few feet. Stories of the school being haunted. Ghost stories in all parts of this little town i grew up in. Just across the state highway is Rosebud Reservation. There's a weekly world news article about old Sioux warriors killing or finding a devil skull with horns. These days it seems believable. Native stories of Deerwoman and giants. I lived outside of the town on some land that happened to be very active and would hear footsteps and objects moving around. Even find arrowhead shaped rocks outside after the rain. I would have bad dreams and my brother would hear things moving in his closet and once felt his pillow press in like someone sat next to him. I've also had my game system turn off and the TV after. Dogs barking at nothing. Weird shadow sightings and noises on outside of home. Other ghost stories around town in older homes, especially along the river. Faces and voices in the trees by the river and haunted homes. Paranormal place for sure, the whole state and history, caves, springs, badlands, black hills, the lakota.

I had been living at this address with my room mates (my friend and his girlfriend) for over a year without any weirdness until one day when I got home from work. Their room and my room were in a half-basement with a landing leading to both. You would come down the stairs and there were two doors straight ahead leading to their room and my room, and a door to the left leading to the bathroom. Their room had a walk-through closet which connected to the bathroom, and they kept the door to the closet closed at most times. As I got home, I went straight to my room as I usually did, and my buddy came down to say hi. His girlfriend, as usual, was at work, and he and the animals were all upstairs in the living room watching TV. As we were talking, I had casually looked into his room, where the light from the hall was landing on his wall when I saw a shadow pass along like someone was walking around in there. I'm a veteran, and being the Mid-westerners we are, living in a less than nice part of town and remembering that someone a few blocks down had been murdered in a break in a month or two prior, I retrieved my gun while he kept an eye on his room, and then went in carefully, turning on the lights as I did, and nothing. No one in the closet, no one in the bathroom, and he would have seen someone leaving the bathroom on the other side. Nothing had been touched, nothing was missing. The only thing we had seen was a shadow of a man on the wall, and it hadn't been either of us who had been standing there talking about the day. It wasn't the shadow of anyone from outside, either, because it was around midnight and the only light entering his room had been from the hall where we had been. And we both saw it. I knew about Shadow People, but had never seen one before. We were a little uneasy, but the night went on without further incident, and as humans are wont to do in the face of weirdness, we put it out of our minds with a gaming session or five, then went to bed. That wasn't our last experience with it, though. Similar incidents happened over the following months. One afternoon, I had had an earlier shift and got home earlier than usual. I was tired, but as someone approaching thirty and working a semi-manual labor job, I'm used to it. What I am not used to, however, is suddenly and rapidly being drained of all energy and involuntarily collapsing. Not into unconsciousness. Just collapsing. As if someone had removed all my muscles and I was just a loose bag of bone and tissue. You ever play with one of those toys as a kid that's a string going though a bunch of blocks or something, but if you pull the string at the bottom it tightens into a figure, and if you let go of the string, it collapses? Yeah, like that. I laid there for probably a good fifteen minutes before my buddy came down to say his usual "hi" and saw me just laying there. He worriedly asked if I was ok, and I told him that I collapsed and didn't have the energy to move but was otherwise fine. I had run through math facts and other logic puzzles to check my mental faculties while I had been alone, and everything checked out. But I wasn't exaggerating when I had told him I couldn't move. I quite literally could not move a voluntary muscle. Not so much as my pinky toe. I was effectively paralyzed. He asked if I wanted him to call an ambulance, and I declined. I wasn't in pain, and as far as I could tell, wasn't in any immediate danger. I could still feel the floor beneath me where it was in contact with my body, and I could feel the temperature of the room like normal. I just couldn't move. He sat there with me for maybe a half hour, and gradually I was able to regain movement, slowly at first, then able to sit up and drink a glass of water, and then finally stand up and walk around again. We didn't know what had happened, and just chalked it up to weirdness. Honestly, it wasn't even until just now, typing this about the Shadow Person we had encountered in his room that I had even thought to connect the two incidents. I had collapsed just outside my room in the landing, right where we had been standing when we had seen the figure. I don't know if they're connected, but I figured I'd submit them together on the chance others have had similar experiences coincide.

Near my university housing unit, there was a small garden with a twisty hedge/vine tunnel with benches inside, I loved sitting in there and reading and I HAD to walk through it every chance I got, which was at least once a day for 7 or 8 months. Because it was twisty, you couldn't see the whole interior at once, and even though I never actually saw anyone else in there I was worried about surprising someone so I would hum or whistle while walking through. Around Christmas I was walking back from the club with a group of girlfriends and we took a few photos in the garden because it was decorated with lights. We previewed the pictures on the digital camera screen before heading to our rooms. One of the pictures we took in front of the tunnel had 5 faces squished together. There were 4 of us. I only saw the picture for a couple of seconds but there appeared to be a young smiling Korean guy standing behind me with his head close to mine. He wasn't familiar to any of us (the foreign student population was small enough that we knew or at least recognized everyone). Unfortunately, the friend with the camera freaked out and deleted the photo before we could get a good look at it. I figured there was something wrong with the camera because I hadn't felt anyone behind me. But, I also had second thoughts about the safety of walking through there alone at night in case someone was in there. A few nights later my boss came to pick me up and I waited for him in the opening of the tunnel. He got upset and told me that I shouldn't hang out in places that had such bad energy. I tried to laugh it off but he told me that years earlier, after a night out, a foreign student had been robbed and assaulted on his way back to his rooms and died from his injuries in the tunnel. He thought the university was better off tearing it down. I wish I could say that I was brave and kept walking through the tunnel, but I skirted it for months. Every time I got near it I wanted to hum or whistle and eventually I recognized how out of character that was for me. Before I returned to the States I walked through it one last time and just in case said an awkward goodbye, surprising a student reading on a bench.

A year after my father's passing, I saw his ghost sitting on "his spot" on the sofa. I greeted him with an awkward smile, and he got up and walked out of the house.

Around midnight, my partner & I were talking in our dark bedroom before going to bed. I looked over his side of the bed & watched what I assumed to be a man with a briefcase walk past us & disappear before he would have walked into (or through) the wall. They appeared as a classic white mist apparition. I don't think they even knew we were there - maybe residual energy, just a guy on his way to work. My partner either didn't see, or just didn't notice, & I didn't bring it up to him for some reason.

Young boy out of the 80's yellow with squares top Brown pants and brutelles with a hat [sic]

My damn house man.... There is this one corner in my bedroom that I never liked, it always looked darker and I was uncomfortable looking at it, so I placed a wardrobe there, to not see the corner. One night, at like 4 am, I decided to move things around in my bedroom because I wanted a change, so I moved the wardrobe out of that corner, and put my bed there instead, the pillow was right in the corner. I layed in bed (which btw felt incredibly eerie), my door was closed, and I heard someone knocking, I thought it was my brother so I answered ""what?"" to which I got no response. I lifted my head to see if I could see my brother's shadow under the door... no shadow. I opened the door thinking he might be in the hallway, he wasn't. I left the door open thinking maybe he did knock, but left after I didn't open the door right away. A few minutes later, I heard knocking again so I looked at the now open door and he wasn't there. Here's where I started to get spooked. Now, for context, I had a standing fan in this bedroom whose base broke, so my dad created a VERY heavy metal base, that made a very distinctive sound when dragged around the floor. A few minutes after hearing the knockings for the second time, I was standing in the middle of my room, and I heard the fan being dragged behind me, so I immediately turned around and the fan was shaking, as if something JUST moved it. I realized whatever the fu- lives in that corner did not like me moving things around, so I put the wardrobe in that corner again and i haven't moved it since, 3 years later. After that, activity in my room has stopped, but not in the house. One night, my brother was in his bedroom with his cat, he heard someone in the kitchen moving glass cups around and he assumed it was me, the cat also heard this because he looked in tje direction of the kitchen and ran towrds it (the cat food is in the kitchen so if someone's there, the cats will run to be fed). My brother followed his cat, expecting to find me in the kitchen, but there was no one there, i was very asleep. About a month after that, I asked my mother to wake me up early to next day. She wakes up, starts walking toward the bathroom, and she hears someone in the kitchen, playing with glass cups. She thought ""oh, great, she's already up!"", she walked by my bedroom and the door was closed, I always leave my door open after I wake up so she thought this was weird, after going to the bathroom she went to the kitchen, to see if it was me, but I was, again, asleep. And then, about three months after that, I went to the kitchen at 3am to get some water, and on the way back to my bedroom I heard... you guessed it... someone in the kitchen, playing with glass cups. Sometimes my brother wakes up and his clothes are all over the floor... my parents closet door opened one night and they looked at each other very confused and scared... We found a Saint Benedict charm in the house, no one had ever seen it, we asked aunts, uncles, cousins, no one left it there, we don't know where it came from, but someone told us to keep it, cause ""something"" put it there on purpose. I had a friend in college who knew a lot about ghosts, and after I explained to him all of my experiences (more than the ones here, like seeing faces in walls, repetitive nightmares that ended after I moved houses, always feeling watched... etc) he told me ""I didn't want to tell you this because I didn't want to scare you, but you have something. I'm not saying you are haunted or anything, but some people are more sensitive than others, you decide if you want to embrace it or not"". But I'm too damn scared for that. Sorry, it was a long story ?

I ran away from home and was walking throught the route approaching the Misión Salesiana when I hears a death scream that reminded me of a banshee. When I look around into the darkness of the night (iluminated by the few light there was), I would see what it appeared to be a cow shaped being. But it's head was floating. Then I realized it's neck was really long and was approaching me. I ran away as fast as I could without looking back. I hid myself on a gas station after running away for minutes. And I stayed between trucks till the run rise. Many years passed till a friend told me he saw a cow with long neck on the other side of the town (without me telling him my experience) And it chased them too. So I wasn't crazy...after all.

Every person in this province knows this story, and I'm sure if you're from Argentina, you already know what we're going to talk about here. Everyone who sees her says the same; she wears all white clothes, all from her time (1870s). Others may say they saw her in mortuary clothing just because of her disgrace, but all the people are on the same page with something—she's always crying. Every 30th of January, she appears in the church that her family built in her honor. Her story is a very sad one; disgrace always accompanied her. She got married at 15, had two children, and one of them died at a young age. She also lost her husband when she was 26 years old. All the men in the city were trying to date her, but when she chose one, another who wasn't chosen decided to take her life away out of jealousy. After her death, her grieving family decided to build a church on the back of the very same house she lived in.n nn So, every 30th of January, she appears on the tallest tower of the church, just right next to the window, to cry for the life and love she couldn't have.

I lived in this house for a little over a year in 2001. In that time I saw what I can only describe as white mist with a face floating above my sister as we slept. My mum and step dad also had knocking on their door every night. We knew previous people who lived there before us and they had experienced paranormal activity such as doors and window slamming and seeing figures outside. One of the scariest places I've ever been let alone lived in.

I began to see vision at first, then entities started to manifest themselves. I was pulled attacked spooked multiple times for years until it finally stopped.

I used to live in a small apartment in NW Portland (~100 years old). When I moved in, I noticed small things going missing, but nothing that worried me. One night I woke up and I couldn't move, and felt terror in my chest like it had never felt before. There was a face in front of me that was not quite human but was not something that wasn't human. It said "You're not dreaming" and then everything went black. I woke up with scratches all over my body. It never happened again. I lived on the third (top) floor of my building and lived alone. No signs of a break-in, and I knew that it was not a real person in my apartment - at least not a living one.

I went out at night with a couple friends looking for ghost and visiting Elizabeth's grave for a box session to find something of interest. When we arrived a stray black cat walked up to the car before getting out I gave it some of my jerky and water but it wouldn't let me pet it. When we got out to walk around the cat followed closely and always stayed near the woodline meowing if we got to close and in sinc when the ghost box said we was being watched the cat circles us then walked us straight to Elizabeth's grave and sat atop the grave. Later in the night we walked the edge of the trees asking what's watching with everytime we asked a stench of Sulfur and rotten flesh kept getting stronger. We eventually reached the far side of the cemetery my hair on the back of my neck stood on end and i growled not even realizing it cause it felt and sounded like something was running at me. Around 20 to 40 seconds later my friend just tranced and started walking towards the woods I had to stand in front of them and use all my force to stop them as well as their partner we left right after. To this day I believe the black cat was a familiar to Elizabeth.... I have yet to go back I recommend anyone going out there to feed and give water to the stray cat that approaches you no matter their coat as I believe that cat saved me and my friends from being a closed case that night.

A bright light at very high altitude appeared and slowly moved West to East. The object stopped. It began to change colors and increase in luminosity. It then seemingly descened or headed south verifying it was not a satellite. It then started heading West at a high rate of speed, it changed colors multiple times whilst increasing in luminousity and then disappeared.

While in 8th grade I had to go from one side of the hallway to the other side going from science to Civics class. 2nd period already ended, I gathered my things and swapped out textbooks in my locker. Heading towards 2rd period civics nothing strange happened however when I got there it was 4th period. 45 minutes vanished that I have no recollection of.

A friend and I had just gotten done going ice skating one night in Gilbert, AZ. It was roughly 10:30p - 11p when we decided to leave the rink & go grab some food. We got our food and she was bringing me home. In 2011, McQueen and Queen Creek rd was pretty bare(still kinda is minus the new circle k built.) There wasn't anything but farm land. So as we are waiting on the light, only truck on the road, we notice behind us in the rear view mirror a LARGE beam of light. We stopped the music, dropped the food in our hands and looked at each other. "What is that!?" my friend asked. I just kinda sat there and looked in the passenger side mirror as it continued shining on the road. And then it just went right over her truck, stopped for a few seconds and continued on until it just disappeared up the road in front of us. We missed the green light and everything because we were so intrigued. Absolutely nutty and I wish I had had a cellphone in that moment to capture what we saw!!

My best friend and I used to burn our school papers we didn't need, in a kind of healing/cleansing process. The house is on a long pond, called the Mill Pond. Across the pond is a pine tree forest. To the extreme left of where we were burning, is a train bridge, high high up. One night we were finished and sitting in chairs, watching the fire. All of a sudden, we both caught lights out of the corner of our eyes. Hovering over the Mill Pond was a classic ufo. Disc shaped, with lights that changed, kind of like that game Simon. But huge and in the sky. It was silent. We both got to our feet, and I remember feeling like I couldn't move from there. The ufo hovered over the pond, before going up high above the train bridge, where it hovered for some time. Then it disappeared into the forest across the pond. We put out the fire and ran into the house!

I remember going up there when I was in HS and hearing a lot of people talking about a witch who used to live there. People I knew in the area I grew up (about 10 miles from this place) also said they had seen things themselves, as well as hearing about weird things happening in the surrounding areas from the older generation of people, going as far back as the 1940s. I personally never heard or saw anything, but I do remember hiking up there a few times and having the feeling of being watched in the trails.

I was a tour guide at the Dunkirk Lighthouse for 6-7 years, I have experienced a lot of ghost encounters and heard a lot of stories as well. Someone has had their spine grabbed, the ghosts love playing with some bouncy balls that we will roll for them and then we'll ask questions, typically yes of no questions. Someone has been locked in the lighthouse tower before, if you go here and ask to see the ghost photos they have 2 photos with at least one ghost visible in each photo. They do ghost tours in the fall season. There have been weddings hosted on the property and fake flower petals can still be found from the wedding and are sometimes moved into places even the tour guides cannot access.

I live near the Ohio river. When my husband and I got married, we had our 18 year old daughter and 19 year old niece watch the dogs and the house while we took a honeymoon weekend. I warned the girls to shut the windows and doors up as soon as it starts getting dark but I didn't specify why. Come about 930pm the girls called and sounded a bit scared. I assured them that the shadows in the tree were not bad, they just agitate the dogs. My husband, a skeptic, will only go out back to smoke at night because it is fenced in and he doesn't hear "hey!" Or his name being called.

I've moved around a lot when I was in the military but Ohio is THE most haunted area I've lived in. I have family there so it made sense to settle there after the military. I've lived in 2 houses and both were haunted or became haunted shortly after living there. The first house nothing too crazy just my laundry room door would slam shut and it had to have opened because it would do it several times at or after midnight. I always kept that spooky room door shut before I went to bed. My friends asked me to record it but I figured if I saw it w my own eyes I wouldn't be able to sleep there. While I was folding clothes late at night in my bedroom I saw a man walk passed my bedroom towards my daughters, immediate thought someone broke in and it was shortly after I moved in so the only weapon I had was a candlestick. I cautiously walked toward and in her room, Nothing. While living in this house I experienced my first (few) sleep paralysis which was scary on its own. I eventually moved from this house into another (that address is what's posted here and that's where I experienced the most things with witnesses). ...I loved this house, my daughter is older and my mom lived here as well. The first signs of something being off it the tapping on windows, like someone who had nails but no one was there. My moms room and the living room tapping. My daughter adopted a dog and he ran off so when I got off work(midnight) I drove around calling his name, I finally gave up and pulled in the driveway waiting for the garage door to open, I swear I saw a back blob stretch up to see me in the drivers window, it happened so fast I just thought I was sleepy. Then I happened again in the passengers window. I didn't know what to make up it and just figured I was seeing things so I came in and went to bed. Eventually I would start seeing it in the house. Pop down thru the ceiling again soo fast but I would catch it every time. At night when I was in bed w the lights off I could tell it was in the room bc this had energy coming off of it, I could feel it's vibration and could tell where it was in the room. To be continued....

I experienced a misty figure looking at me then proceeding to walk up the stairs out of the kitchen, then outside. Other experiences from others included women and children laughing at early morning hours, unexplained sounds, (footsteps, banging, etc. ) and moving objects.

Wise County in general is known to be a pretty eerie place to some of the locals already but not much has been reported on the matter. I had heard stories from my grandmother and how she use to go out and explore places at night just to check things out. She's a big believer in all things paranormal and spooky. She told me about her experience at Wizard Wells Cemetery and how haunted it was, so I decided to take a friend with me to check it out. We didn't see any ghosts or orbs like my grandmother had told me about, but we did hear in the distance what sounded like howls and yelps, but it didn't sound anything like a coyote we have locally around here. It almost sounded a strange mix between a human and animal. However, my friend and I were the only people there. The cemetery itself is practically in the middle of nowhere in the woods. I knew right away that we shouldn't be there.... Putting my car out of park I drove as far away from that place as possible. Needless to say, I'm never going there at night again.

I can not stress this enough on how sober i was when this took place. i was a heavy drinker at the time so this is important for me to share. I was working on a ranch pretty high up river from Riggins when this took place. we relied on a genorater on a property so lights were out by 10 that night. the property was huge, the only accsess to the property was by boat or by mule if you were up for it. i knew of two deaths on the property at the time, described to me as beautiful people who loved the property with all their heats. My manager, his two sisters, his son, and I were hanging outside admiring the stars after a party around midnight. The dad sent his son to go grab some snacks for us, the kid took the sober sister with him just for fun. i watched them walk down the hill into the building. the sister stayed outside as the kid went in. i saw his hand go up before he vanished into the dark building. then i saw the sister pokeing her head threw the door and walking around to the side door. seconds later the son comes out threw the front door just as confused. they came back up, food in a container with painters tape on it that read my name. How my name is spelled, isnt the easiest thing to spell. the son told me that when he walked in he saw someone sitting in our other managers chair. he said hello, walked to the kitchen got the food and wanted to put my name on it to show off he could spell it. he said he was having a hard time and someone spelled my name out to him. cutting to the sister, she said she saw a shadow walk past the door cutting to the side door. cutting to the aliens on the same night less then half an hour apart, were hanging out on a small cliff side, watching the milkyway. then all of the sudden we see sadilites moving a little too fast and all over the place. we watch three or four of em bobbing and weeving stars. looked liked they were playing tag mixed with hide and seek. that lasted for about five but felt more like an hour. with them still wizzing around we see one make a sharp turn and stop right above us. and again i was stone cold sober!! a BIG WHITE LIGHT shown down on up for about three to five seconds. it felt more like someone was just taking a picture of us with the falash on then anything. its been a couple of years since that happend so i dont fully remember going back to my cabin, Other than people looking at me crazy when i talked about it to my other coworkers. i just hope the goofy photo them aliens took of us that nigh, still hangs up on their wall or what ever and that their night was just as cool as ours.

I went camping at the Red River gorge. A nice camping spot out in the mountains and away from the city. Me and my uncle were up real late. Around midnight where we were talking and looking up at the stars. One began to move quickly in an upward and left motion. It then stopped and went the opposite way before disappearing into the night sky.

I was living about fifteen/sixteen years old walking my dog late at about ten/ten thirty at night. I went to close the gate to our yard when I looked up and saw three lights in a triangular formation. The aircraft was about 800 feet in the air and made absolutely no sound while going at a snails pace. I lived underneath both a commercial and military airpath, while also living within fifteen minutes of an airport, and have never and still have never seen an aircraft capable of absolute silence or moving as slow as the light formation was going. The craft was so dark that you couldn't even see the outline of the shape of the craft. It absolutely terrified me, but even more so when a sheriff vehicle went down my street with their lights flashing seemingly following the craft, with another black SUV right behind the Sheriff vehicle. I ended up running back inside while carrying my dog because I convinced myself that those where clearly the men in black following the UFO. The next day I ended up bringing my Dad outside, who works on aircraft for a living, and showed him the approximate location of where I had seen the craft which is how I know how low and close it was.

I have so many weird experiences surrounding Land Between the Lakes/Murray area. I went to college there. Friends and I would drive out looking for ghosts or whatever we could get into. This incident involved five people—three in a car in front and two in the truck behind. I was in the truck passenger seat. It was late—after 10pm or so. We were driving around this area, looked up and saw three large creatures flying overhead. Wingspans looked about 6-8ft, but always hard to tell with objects in the sky at night. Weird thing, they looked like bat wings, not bird wings. Texted the car up front to see if they saw them. Got a panicked phone call from the person in the backseat asking what they were and how all of them saw the creatures. It was wild. We all saw a lot of things in those woods. Unexplained flashes of light in both day and night. Weird animal behavior (owls attacking drivers and huge herds of deer grazing on the pavement during a lunar eclipse; coyotes hanging up on campers in tents; unexplained noises from out in the woods that sometimes sounded like someone screaming and sometimes sounded like someone laughing, etc.) This was before smartphones, so there aren't photos, but we did take a recording once. It was weird because we thought out friend was possessed, but then she came out of it. That alone was strange but can be explained away. What couldn't be explained away was a weird gravely noise on the tape that started when the friend started shrieking at the top of her lungs, then laughing maniacally, but stopped as soon as she stopped. I've lived a lot of places and seen a lot of things, but that area of Kentucky is.... It's just strange. Add in the Hopkinsville Goblins an hour away, the Vampire clans of Murray, and the unexplained cryptids of Bigfoot and Mothman type entities and the flooding of the homes to build the waterways... let's just say, Appalachia's monsters may have dispersed into the foothills and taken up residence, proliferating in a protected haven.

Getting ready for 9 am lecture at hunter college. As I was putting on my clothe I was looking out towards Central Park and the west side when I saw a tiny white dot zoom quickly into my sight directly over park, then do very quick zooms and just disappear. I could not believe what I saw and in broad day light. I started sitting at the bench on 90th street outside of Central Park waiting and hoping to see anything else, but I never did.

Spiritual encounters numerous times, sleep paralysis with shadow people, strange noises like tapping, running footsteps, doors opening and shutting unannounced, tv's turning on

I was in high school when this all was happening. I was the only one out of my family of 6 to experience anything, as far as I know, and I've asked. I was also the only one that had a bedroom in the basement. There were little things like scratching in the walls. I would tell my parents there must be bugs or rats or something because it would sound like scurrying, scratchy sounds. They got the walls checked at least twice and were told there was absolutely nothing in the walls as far as pests were concerned. I would always get a weird feeling on the staircase going down to the basement; it felt like someone was standing close enough to me at the top of the stairs that I would feel forced down, almost like being pushed by intimidation. I always thought someone was calling my name from upstairs but no one would admit to doing so. Those are the little things... there were two major incidents that happened to me in that house. One I cannot explain at all. 1. One night I came home when it was dark and everyone had already gone to bed, but it wasn't too late yet - maybe 10:30 or 11. I put something in the microwave for one minute so I know this whole thing happened within 60 seconds. I suddenly heard and *felt* a whisper right behind and on my right ear. It clearly said "Sam" ... that's my mother's name. We look just alike and our birthdays are 5 days apart and I go by Syd a lot of the time, so I can understand the confusion (: I immediately turned around and from across the kitchen, dining room, and living room, I saw my grandfather, who had passed when I was about 8 years old, sitting in the recliner chair in the darkest corner of the living room. The only light on at the time was the light on the microwave, over top the stove, but I very clearly saw him. He looked solid, as if he was still alive and just sitting in the living room. He just sat and smiled at me. I just stood and stared at him. Then, the microwave timer went off, which broke my concentration away, and when I looked back, he was gone, but the chair...was rocking. 2. It was the middle of the afternoon and I was taking a shower. Everyone was home at the time, so the house was pretty lively. The year was 2008 or so, and I was using an iPod on a home speaker to listen to music while I showered. This was before the time of streaming, so whatever music you had on your device was music you personally downloaded to it. There was no sucking songs out do thin air or any radio interference. As soon as I got done rinsing the shampoo from my hair, my music went to static. That's weird... it shouldn't do that... and as soon as I had that thought, a pane of energy appeared in front of me, in the bathtub. I'll try to explain this the best I can. It looked like a window or pane of glass, that was made out of the heat waves you see coming off of really hot asphalt. It was about five feet tall, three feet wide, and maybe an inch thick. It looked solid and liquid at the same time. Then, it started moving towards me. I was frozen in place. It passed through me and I felt it was every sense I possess. It was like walking through a pane of glass that I felt on the outside and the inside From the tip of my nose, and through, out the back of me. My whole body was "scanned" in a way. When it passed my ears, I heard the distortion of energy, like train passing by really close at top speed, but silently...a dull, muffled, very strong "whomp-whomp" as it passed by my ear drums. When I felt it come out the back of my head, it passed through the shower. That's when I felt the water do a sort of dance on my back, like something had momentarily blocked the stream with a screen. When the energy passed through the wall, my music, which had been static the whole time this took place, came back on right where it had left off - so it had not just been playing through, it had stopped and then started again. I have no explanation as to what or why or how this was... I don't know who to turn to or who to ask. My family thought, and still kind of thinks I'm crazy because of this stuff...