The Ashokan Reservoir in New York's Hudson Valley was created by damming and flooding the Esopus River. Several towns, villages, and railway stations were relocated, but many of the buildings were not demolished. The original towns of West Hurley, Olive, and Boiceville remain below the waters. The rumor amongst locals is that in dry years past, the spire of one of the drowned churches can be seen above the waterline. The reservoir is patrolled by the DEC and the NYPD, it being a reservoir for the city's drinking water. Boating is not allowed on the reservoir, and no one has managed to capture a picture of the church's spire.

Back in 2020, in the midst of the pandemic, I decided to visit my parents on the island of Curacao. It was October-November, and what I’m about to share is something that still baffles me. I’ve scoured the internet for similar stories, but no luck. Hopefully, by sharing it here, I’ll connect with others who’ve had a similar experience. I was in the car with my dad, on our way to grab a birthday cake for my mom. The weather was amazing—windows down, good vibes, and UB40’s “Kingston Town” on the radio. As we neared the bakery, situated on a busy street with a church on a hill to the right, something bizarre happened. Out of nowhere, behind the church, I spotted this big, bright white beam. It’s hard to describe, like a wide laser beam, but clear. Not lightning because there was no thunder after, and it didn’t blind us. It was see-through, and just as quickly as it appeared, it vanished. The wild part? The reflection seemed to stretch from the ground all the way up into the sky with no end. I couldn’t wrap my head around it and blurted out, “Holy shit, what was that?” Unbeknownst to me, my dad saw it too and replied, “WOW, DID YOU SEE THAT TOO!” We parked, thinking maybe there’s a simple explanation, like construction workers with a big mirror or something. But nope, nothing like that. Too big and wide to be a reflection, and the edges were way brighter than the inside. We stepped outside, expecting others to have noticed, but everyone was going about their business, heads buried in their phones. If my dad hadn’t seen the exact same thing, I’d be questioning my sanity. Anyway, back to the cake mission, but the day felt different. That unexplained moment hung in the air, turning an ordinary day into a weird memory. It’s the kind of thing you share at family gatherings, a reminder that sometimes reality serves up mysteries that defy explanation.

It was around 1:30 am on November 1st, me and my best friend decided we wanted to do tarot readings outside in my back yard. The moon was kinda full, and it was only slightly cold outside. We were out there for awhile before we heard it. It was something heavy like a deer moving around behind the fence however we could not see it. At first it was slowly moving around, so we grab our stuff and started to head inside because we thought it was some animal. But then it started moving faster, and lighter on its feet but it still held weight because we could hear it crunch branches as it moved. It was terrifying hearing this thing run after us, it moved from the back yard to the side yard in seconds. So we started running too, and it seemed like it was following us, but from behind the fence. The fence it's self wasn't fully closed off, so it could have come into the yard if it wanted, however it didn't. The fence was 6 feet tall and only put there so passing cars didn't look into the yard. But it was terrifying not seeing what was following us. After we got inside we locked all the doors, and still haven't seen the thing, but sometimes we hear it time and time again. Even now you can still hear it moving at night, but when you look nothings ever there.

I was around 9 years old at the time and my family had some people round to celebrate bonfire night. After setting off fireworks in our garden everyone went back inside to get food but I wanted to stay for 5 more minutes to watch all the fireworks in the distance. Something caught my eye that didn’t look like any firework I’ve ever seen: a number of outlined triangular bright white lights mixed with refracting rainbow glimmers appeared that formed the shape of a star and then collapsed in on themselves, it was so beautiful and I was so excited I ran back inside to tell my family what I’d seen. I described in great detail what I’d seen to them “I think it was a shooting star!!” (I’d never seen a shooting star before so in my head I’d pictured something from a cartoon to compare it to), they all looked at me incredulously and got on with what they were doing after laughing and saying “Must have been a lovely cluster of fireworks!” I know what I saw and I’ve never forgotten it.

I was doing a ritual (I'm a witch). I was calling for nature spirits because in this part of the country, these forests are very active in paranormal or supernatural way. So, As I said I asked the spirits to show themselves. And one of them did it. It was kinda like a bright amorph fast moving thing a few meters away from me, But it took me long enough to rule out the possibility that my eyes might have been dazzled. Since then, I have visited the area several times, invoked them, and always received an answer.

I experience lucid dreams almost every night. This particular evening is no different. In my dream, I'm attending a house party with my friends, two of which are sticking close to me. Being lucid, we're having a good time and I ask these two if they want to adventure. We decide that we will take a walk around the neighborhood. We leave the house and start walking down the street. All of a sudden, it's as if my dream resets. It was very sudden & I didn't will this to happen. As I'm looking around, I notice that everything is off. I don't know the people at this party and my two friends near me aren't people I know. I start looking around and more closely at the people around me until I snag on someone. I don't recognize them, but something inside me screams at the wrongness. I approach this person. They appear to be male, in mostly nondescript clothes. Oversized hoodie and a blue ball cap covering their face. Upon closer inspection, they had no discernible features. (Like smoothed over eyes & mouth) I say out loud in my lucid state, "Who are you? You're NOT supposed to be here..." As soon as the words are out, the world starts to violently shake. Pieces of the walls and environment are starting to fall and crumble around me. I am struck with such an intense, vile revulsion. I knew I needed out and out NOW. I literally pushed with all my mental fortitude to wake up. I repeated, "WAKE UP" 3 times. I felt myself in limbo between dream and reality. I then repeated, "YOU'RE NOT WELCOME HERE" 3 times. At this point my mind is in the dream but I can hear my physical body croak with a scream. As I fully come into my physical body, I repeat "This is MY space, I evict you" 3 times.. My heartrate was astronomical when I came fully into myself. Whatever entity attempted to invade my space was absolutely pissed I recognized it for what it was. I haven't lucid dreamed since.

My sister and I were on our way home from the store when we noticed a triangle shaped hovering object. It was around 7-8pm. We saw it right before we pulled into our driveway and it had a light in each corner. It was slowly descending. At first it seemed like it was heading straight for us. We pulled over because it looked as if we kept driving it would land on top of the car. We got out of the car and stared at the craft for a couple of seconds in disbelief as it hovered over the tree line owned by Yogibear (amusement park) across from our house. We got back in the car, drove to our house, parked the car, got out, and when we turned around to look again at the trees the craft was gone. It was very silent. And the trees didn’t move while the craft hovered over them. For reference as to what it looked like research PATENT US2006/0145019A1. Until this day I’ve never told anyone. No one will believe. I’ve never seen anything like it again.

I work at the medical center in San Antonio, Texas and it was just a regular day, I had gone to lunch and came back. I work in front of a big glass window and I happen to look up and I see two big metal spheres just passing by. I know for a fact they were not balloons because the spheres were going sideways, never touching they stayed a few feet apart and stayed that way. I looked at my phone wanting to take a picture or video but something didn't let me it was a weird feeling. This happened around the time when people were going to invade area 151. Funny thing that the following week my brother saw the same thing but he was a bit further away.

This all started when i was a kid. I’ve lives in the same house ever since i was born and as i was growing up i always experienced weird things happening in my house that i never understood until i was older. Anyone that lives here knows that miami dates back to the 1800’s and things have changed so much since then. It started when i was probably in kindergarten or in pre school. I grew up religious so my mom would always play prayer music when we went to bed every night. One night when i was getting ready for bed, i was laying down in bed waiting for my mom to get my bed time routine ready and she starts playing the music. All of a sudden i feel my entire body sink into the bed and i wasn't able to move a muscle but i was able to speak. What was once peaceful music sounded like it was painful to hear. I can’t describe how it was because it was so long ago… but it was not pleasant. I kept on screaming to my mom “turn it off turn it off” and she was shocked and worried and kept on asking why and little me was just in a panic because it was just so painful to hear and I didn't know what was going on. She ended up turning off in confusion and then all the pressure that i felt in my entire body was lifted off. I was breathing heavily and couldn’t wrap my mind around what just happened. She played the music again an hour later and we just went to bed like we normally would. Fast forward to about 2008. I was in middle school, my older brother had a CD collection and we had one of those radio CD players that had 3 slots for 3 CD’s. One of them inside the CD player was system of a down. I remember i was alone in my house that night and all the lights in the house were off except my moms room light. I was heading to my brothers room to see if i could find anything cool. I don’t remember if i did lol but i got out from his room and all of a sudden the 3rd track from the cd started playing ON FULL BLAST. I hurried back to see if it was anyone and it wasn't. I was still the only person in that house. I was confused but also very terrified. Fast forward to high school i would stay up really late at night because i mean, what teenager would go to bed on time. I remember sometimes i would just talk to myself or say my thoughts out loud to myself pretty often but one night, at around 1-2 am i remember i was getting tired enough to go to sleep and i said to myself “alright time to go to bed. Good night” and then in my war, i heard an disembodied voice whispering “goodnight”. I still remember feeling the sensation when someone whispers in your ear to this day. That was 10+ years ago. Theres a lot of other times where i would ask my mom in between these moments if there was anyone with a child who lived here and she would answer, no there was no one with a child who lived here. Just an older couple. This house was built in the 80’s. I would find that so strange because i would always feel this image of this girl in like a lacy nice picnic dress around. I would also heard humming sometimes coming from my moms room as a kid. I thought it was a woman sometimes and other times a girl. Fast forward to 2022. God after this was when i really understood spirits. I would spend a lot of my time at my exes house but when i was not, i would sleep in my house. Everything was normal until about around September, October time. Thats when so many things started happening. I remember it was like a switch went on or something because one night nothing happened and then other nights after that i would slowly feel a presence getting stronger. I would talk to it like, “please let me sleep” and i always had a feeling like it was saying “okay”. It was like that until a certain point. I shared with my good friend that is a psychic medium at the time that i felt like my house was haunted. We would joke about it and around this time, i also knew a lot about spirit communication and crossing them over thanks to this guy on youtube called huff paranormal. I had a lot of apps to talk to spirits and i remember one night i was like “if you let me sleep tonight i will talk to you in the morning”. I think this was a little girl because she was a bit stubborn. I had to say it a few times until it felt eerily still and quiet. The next day i did. I started up the spirit communication app and I was asking her about her name, how she died and if there was anything i can get her to make her feel okay. She didn't want to talk about how she died but most spirits don't. I kept on getting “m” until getting her full name. I kinda forgot her name so i couldn’t tell you what it was now because that was a year ago and i wanted to forget about it because how fucking traumatic it was. I remember hearing pears as a treat or offering and historically, children back in the day would love pears so one night i remember i left out a cup of water and two cut pears. That night and a few nights after that she left me alone. It started to feel safe again but then she came back. I remember one night after not being able to sleep for a few nights and feeling super delirious i asked ny mom if i could sleep with her. I haven't done that in YEARS. I was able to sleep that night and very deeply. My mom wakes up early so I remember at 8 am i tried to move to my bed and i remember seeing this black floating figure above where i sleep. I really think it was her just like.. saving my space or waiting for me or something. I started up the app again half asleep and i was like “hello” and i heard “salem!” And i was like “im really tired and i really want to go back to sleep. I have work later can you please let me sleep” and all i heard back was “sure” and then it was still again. I was able to go back to sleep. One night after trying to ignore it i finally gave in and was like okay, i need to figure out how to make her go into the light. I did some research and then i tried. It was slightly successful. Almost like I dislodged something. I tried again after work one night being extremely exhausted and then it actually worked. The air was still, it was peaceful and quiet. Sure my paranoia really shook everything up and i was so scared to sleep after that and bought holy water and salt just in case but nothing after that happened. I really felt like there was someone who died there and she couldn’t cross over. Spirits always go to people who are sensitive to energy and i always was so it was no surprise that she always pestered me.

In the middle of the night from 9/23 to 9/24, I woke up to a shuffling feet sound and saw a shadow figure at the foot of my bed. I almost immediately fell back asleep. The next morning, I considered not telling my wife but did anyways. She said she saw the same thing and thought she was going crazy. We both heard the shuffling of feet but we each saw the figure moving in different directions. We are 100% sure that there was no one in our room. The room is part of the Kimpton Inn Bungalows. We were in the house at 709 Truman Ave. The room we were in was on the first floor and opposite of the front door.

I attended summer daycare the year I was going into fifth grade, we went to many places for field trips and on this day we were going to a local museum. It was an older looking white beautiful colonial house with big white columns that was converted into a museum to preserve that screen shot in time. They had us shifting dirt to find rocks and doing small crafts, we took a quick tour of the first and second floor, and then we painted. My hands got dirty so being being the curious kid I was i decided to sneak off and find a restroom and explore on my own. I took a smaller staircase up to the second floor I found a sink right off the stairs and rinsed my hands off. I decided to take a look around and went down the hall, right in front of me the hall it took a left turn and a small child shadow was cast on the wall as I went around the corner fully. I thought maybe one of my friends was standing further down that hall in a room casting that shadow from the sun in the window. I walked and saw there was no rooms or anything at all on that side just another bare wall, the shadow figure was dark, not faint, and it waved at me I knew at that point it was something i couldnt understand and I was one hundred percent alone up there. I turned and ran, took the stair pretty much leaping down them. I found a friend and had her come back up with me so they could see it themselves. The shadow figure was gone, but that cold sick feeling remained and she could feel it to and immediately ran back down to the group. We got back in the van, I was scared that I was going to see the child shadow again on a wall and stayed anxious when looking at blank walls for weeks. I'm in my thirties now, I still remember it vividly to this day and have only stepped back into that place once for a Christmas event with my own child. It felt just as it did that day, creepy and the air electrified.

It was on one of the nights my Dad had to go to the ER for breathing problems. My brother went with to make sure he would be okay and drive him home when they let him out. Beside from being worried everything was normal. I decided to watch the Jungle Book to take my mind off of things since I couldn't sleep. It was around 2am at this point and I was hungry so I when to get something to eat. So I got up to go to the kitchen, as I did I looked down the hallway out of habit. I saw a Miner standing at the end. Lantern and pickaxe in hand. I blinked and he was gone. I shook it off and got something to eat. Right before the song *I want to be like you* I paused the movie to get some water and hear kids singing the song and laughing from my brothers room. I turned the movie off and haven't been able to watch it since.

During Covid, before all the regulations, a small handful of my friends and I decided to go up a local canyon to have a picnic. We found a field up the hill from the reservoir, brought our blankets and food, and set up. It was super aesthetic so after we ate our food, we wanted to take photos in the meadow. The sun was going down, so I went out into the field to pose lol. After my friend took a few shots, I got a HORRIBLE, sinking feeling in my stomach. I felt like we were being watched. I looked over to the treeline, (behind where we'd set up), and I saw movement. It looked somewhat like a deer, and after all, it's the mountains- there are deer and big horned sheep everywhere. However, as my eyes adjusted, I noticed that this thing looked like it was squatting, or crouching. I even took a photo so I could zoom in to see it better. Its eyes were like..smeared across its face. Like it was blurred or something, or like we'd caught it mid-shift. It literally backed away into the treeline. None of the other girls saw it, but we all noted feeling really gross and uneasy. We packed up and left right after that.

Family was camping at Moon Lake. I slept in the back of our Station Wagon. Middle of the night looked out the window and saw dozens of men working in two lines. One line coming out of the side of the mountain, the other line going into the mountain carrying boxes. They worked that way for as long as I watched. I wondered what they could be so busy with, and why do this in the middle of the night? They looked like people do at night under the full moon, but there was no moon that I could see. Finally I drifted to sleep. Next morning the first thing I did was look out the window to see what had been done out there. Nothing but trees. Not a sign anybody had been there. I asked my parents if they saw them, and nobody else saw the workers.

I have no way of accurately describing what happened. It was June of 2020 and we attended a small Catholic mass that had about 15 people in attendance. The church is bigger and can seat about 200 people easily. I stayed outside the doors of the chapel as they are glass and I had most of my children all seated together inside, but had my daughter who had just turned four playing in a play room that is situated off to the side. While I was following mass, my ears started to ring and I thought, “must be too hot out,” as it was getting warm outside. At that moment, my daughter came out to me crying beyond hysterical and was almost to the point of hyperventilating. It was jarring because I had never seen her this upset in my entire life. I picked her up and placed my one year old down in a car seat as she had just dozed off in my arms and started to rock my other daughter in my arms. She kept crying and hyperventilating and I couldn’t calm her down. As she was crying, a woman started to walk in a halting and strange fashion out of the church and she was pasty white and I thought, “Here we go!” because she looked like she was about to pass out. A moment later, another woman wobbled out of the chapel and collapsed onto a chair and immediately bent over and put her her between her legs. I noticed the first woman was gone and decided maybe sh had gone to the bathroom to run some cold water over her face. I wanted to check on her but decided I didn’t want to leave my one year old alone in the car seat so I set my now calmer four year old down and went into the chapel to get an older sibling to stay with her so I could take the baby with me down the hall. Went inside chapel, all of my kids were staring ahead intently and I thought, “this is so weird!” But my six year old son noticed me and I motioned for him to follow me, and his older girl seemed annoyed that she had to move so her brother could squeeze by her to get out of the pew. As any normal child his age he was eager to get out of church and followed behind me to join his sister. I asked her if she would be okay if her brother stayed with her while I ran to the bathroom and she reluctantly nodded her head. I walked her by her hand and led her into the playroom with her brother walking in the doorway behind me. I turned my back to my kids who were now inside the room to shut the door so I could speak in a normal voice instead of hushed tones but the second I shut the door my daughter began to wail in a frightful manner and my son was.. just gone. For whatever reason I kept scanning the room which was a small, ordinary room with a few children’s toys, with a small closet for a vacuum and I looked in the closet for him and he wasn’t there. Grabbed daughters’ hand and went back to the cry area to see both women sitting there, the first was even more pale and the second was sweaty but sitting up and looked like she had just come to from fainting. Went back into chapel not caring that daughter was crying audibly, and she was hyperventilating again to find my kids shuffling in their seats and looking at me confused like I was crazy. My son was sitting in the pew, the same as before and I called him out to me. Again, he was very eager to leave the chapel and I brought him to the sitting area just outside the chapel and asked him why he went back to church. He had no idea what I was talking about. After mass, I asked my kids and they said I never came and retrieved him but we all noted that there had been a strange dull humming in the air that made us feel ill and worn out. My four year old refused to tell me why she was so upset and I asked her recently if she remembered and she vaguely said something bad was happening and she thought she would never see me again. To this day, I don’t know what happened, but I didn’t lose time as I was trying to follow along Mass and it doesn’t have variations to a traditional low mass and it was the only thing that went smooth. I still feel unease thinking about it because it made no sense, I wasn’t on drugs, alcohol (never have done and never plan on using) and I absolutely know I got my son the first time because I will never forget almost feeling dread at the way my children looked like they were fixated on what was happening at the altar. They are good kids, but not overly pious, but it felt like they were actually trying to focus on mass to distract themselves from the other feeling that everything was just off. I later asked one of the women about what happened with her and she said there was a loud but low humming at church that made her head hurt and then made her feel like she was going to be sick and she left. She never even saw me and could not help me corroborate that I had, indeed, gone inside the chapel twice and taken my son out twice. Only my four year old and myself agreed it had happened.

We lived in old air force housing in NW Lincoln, NE from 2002-2005. At the time it was public housing so we hadn’t walked through the unit until our paperwork was approved and the first walk through I knew something was off about the house. We moved in August of 2002, my youngest daughter was born in November of that year. The first experience I had was a few weeks after she was born. I was sitting on the floor in the living room as my 2 older kids were playing, baby was in her bouncy seat. I heard someone rushing down the hall towards the kitchen and looked up just time to see an arm swing into the kitchen. I am sensitive and immediately got the name ‘Mark’ and that he was in the Air Force and he was running late for work. I could sense Mark usually from late August through the end of November but he was only ever actively engaged from mid Oct-to around Thanksgiving. In July I started sensing the presence of a young girl. She was a little older than my oldest who was 6 at the time. She reminded me of Nellie Oleson from Little House on the Prairie. All she did was stand at the end of the hall and watch my girls play when they were in the bedroom. She was not very active beyond that. The following October Mark came back. This time a little more aggressively. I was on my computer and the speaker started going staticky then I heard a man’s voice say ‘hello’. I turned it off so I don’t know if he said anything else. After that I everything felt very eerie when he was around. I felt like he was very attached to me and protective of me and my daughters. My husband at the time worked nights so I was often alone at nights with my girls. Things got progressively stronger and soon my daughters were having experiences. Things started getting really weird the year my youngest turned 2. I was cleaning the kitchen while she finished a snack at the table. She was asking me for the sponge so she could wipe the table. I told her no, put the sponge on the back of the kitchen sink and walked to the living room to grab something. I walk back in – not even 10 seconds later – and she’s got the sponge and is wiping the table. The sponge was not behind the sink where I put it. It was not a different sponge. I asked where she got the sponge and she just said ‘the man’. Around that time I saw my middle daughter’s doppelganger. I was in the kitchen making lunch, she was in the bathroom and out of the corner of my eye I see her walking down the hall and in to the living room – I know it was her because she had a very colorful dress on. I called out to her “Did you wash your hands?” and she calls from the bathroom “I’m still on the potty, mommy!”. I go in the living room where my oldest is and asked if her sister had come in and she said, “Nope” That year we had another experience around my middle daughter. My ex is Slavic and we had a collection of Russian stack dolls that she loved playing with. It’s important to note that she was EXTREMELY afraid of the dark so what happened here is very puzzling to me. We had a night light in our bathroom that very dimly lit the hallway. I was sleeping from hearing wood clicking – I get up and find her in the bathroom playing with the Russian dolls at 2a. The dolls had been on the end table in the living room which was pitch black and it was very unlikely that she would have gotten them off the table in the dark without knocking over other things that were on the table or kicking a toy on the floor. I asked her where she got it and she just ignored me – almost like she was in a trance playing with them. Another time I was annoyed with one of my kid’s battery operated toys. I removed the batteries and tossed it in the top of the closet. A few weeks later I heard it playing. Fished it out of the closet and it continued playing despite having no batteries. Once my youngest got a toddler bed she had a ritual every night around 2:07a she would wake up and come get me to tuck her back in. She would shuffle into the room, stand at the end of my side of the bed, say ‘Momma’ and start walking back to bed without waiting for me and I would tuck her in and go back to sleep. We kept a night light on in the bathroom so the hallway was always dimly lit. It happened every night so it got to the point where I automatically woke up around that time. This night I was starting to wake up and heard her shuffling into the room, saw her at the end of my bed, heard her say momma and start shuffling away. I get up and start following her but once we get to the hallway I realize her figure is a shadow which dissipates and fades away. I run to her bedroom and she’s sleeping with the blankets tightly tucked in all around her. Tighter than I would have done. I was freaked out to say the least. I checked on her, she was sleeping soundly, and loosened up the blankets. I waited a bit but could not sense anything concerning so I went on to bed. I was awake for almost 30 minutes after that and just as I started dozing off I heard what sounded like someone pounding with all their strength on the wall other side of our bedroom wall – the wall her toddler bed was up against. It was so hard the pictures were shaking yet no one else in the house woke up. I jumped out of bed to check on her and she was still sleeping. The air seemed heavy and I stayed awake next to her bed until it lifted. A few weeks after that I had an even more terrifying experience. My husband at the time worked nights until 11:30p and usually got home around 11:55p. I never really enforced a bedtime because my middle daughter would be up at 4a so they were often up til 10p most nights. These events had freaked me out so I started hanging out in their bedroom around 8 and let them play until they got tired. This night there was such a heavy presence that my daughters even sensed it. Before we went to bed I tried to put up the baby gate in the hallway. I set it up just before the split staircase that led to the basement – this is where we often sensed Mark and as he got stronger and more protective it often felt like he was standing on the landing glaring at you as you walked by. As I was setting it up I felt like he was creeping up the stairs then, when he got to the top, was leaning over and staring as me while I fumbled with the gate. I could not get it to lock and he was irritating me so I looked up and stared back, threw the gate down and yelled something like “YOU THINK YOU COULD DO BETTER? HAVE AT IT”. I let it fall where I was which left it on the floor across the width of the hallway with the bar facing up. I stomped back to the bedroom and slammed the door and tried to distract my kids who were asking what was wrong. After a few seconds we all heard the gate being picked up, rattled around like someone was trying to lock it then tossed down hard. I peeked out and it was lying with the bar side down and turned to be along the length of the hallway. I yelled ‘IT’S NOT SO EASY IS IT, SMARTASS?’ I felt vindicated anyway. A while later we were playing and the landline rang in the next room. I opened the door and rushed out into a mist – it was just hovering around the door. It was a friend asking for my husband. I told him he was at work and quickly hung up and ran back to the bedroom. When I got back to my bangs were wet as though I’d been sweating. Finally, the girls went to bed so I lied down with my middle daughter and waited until my husband got home. I started dozing off and woke up when I heard the key in the door, the door open and close, the keys & lunch bag being tossed on the table, jacket being unzipped and hung up and shoes being kicked off. Then nothing. Complete silence. I looked at the little clock in the room. It was 11:25p. My husband was not off yet – he always called if he was going to get off early but he never called to let me know. I was frozen in bed and watched the clock until 11:55p when I heard the keys in the door, the door open and close, the keys and lunch bag being tossed on the table, jacked being unzipped and hung up and shoes being kicked off. Every time I told my husband these things he dismissed it saying I was probably dreaming or misheard something. Until a few weeks before we moved out of state. I’d taken the girls with me to the store and got home to him in his robe standing at the front door with the color drained from his face. He asked if I had just been there and said that he was taking a shower and someone started pounding on the door. He thought it was maintenance (we rented) but there was no one there when he came out of the bathroom. My last experience was later that fall when I was in the living room with the girls. I heard someone walk up the hall and could feel eyes on me. I turned around and saw almost like the glitter effect from the transporter on the original Star Trek and then peace. I knew Mark was gone. Thanks for reading

Was driving around some roads near the college campus with some friends and one friend pointed out the lights and we pulled over got out and couldn't look away from the very clear and close saucer.

This happened in the performing arts side of the campus. I walked into the girl's bathroom during a Friday morning. I saw one stall is closed and the rest are open. When I hear a girl crying but immediately stop once I enter. I go on about my business as Im washing my hands to leave I glance at the mirror to see the stall that was closed. To my horror I see no feet on the ground nor anyone through the crack of the door. I would have heard this girl leave since the bathroom door is heavy and squeaks when it's opened.

3 glowing orange orbs floating and bobbing in the sky at 2am. Couldn't tell if they were small and close or large and far away. Watched them for 10 minutes before going inside. Never seen before or since.

We saw an old hag in the forest screaming at the top of her lungs and when we ran to help her she was nowhere, it was literally a 5 second run while we were looking at her and then just vanished. At the same time we lost 1h of time no one knows what happened

While driving towards Vimieiro on this country side road with only two lanes, my wife and I noticed a shadow that matched our speed, overtook us and then veered right towards one of the estates. I checked the sky, thinking it was a cloud or helicopter. There were no clouds. It was a perfectly sunny day with nothing in the sky for as far as the eye can see. Based on the shadow the object that flew above us was wider than the two lanes (7-8m) and perfectly round in shape. All we saw was the vast, round shadow stay with us and then take off. My presumption is that it was cloaked or at least invisible to the human eye, because I looked everywhere in the sky and couldn't see anything.

Several ghost sightings and few haunted places. One ufo sighting in december 2019. Several dreams and visions. One time distortion in 2017.

I was visiting my brother in Vancouver and we stayed in a cabin in Salt spring Island for about a week. One night as i was smoking outside on the terrace (front of me was a big field of grass and a fence and no houses that close by) I was watching some show when i heard a rustle in the bushes, i looked up for a second but ignored it because there are a lot of deer on the island, so continues watching my show. I then heard very clearly bare footsteps on concrete running towards me right in front of me, but there was only a big field of grass there. i paused my show and there were about two more footsteps after that. i was looking to the direction of where the footsteps came from but the terrace light was not very bright and i felt something looking back at me just beyond the reach of the light. I had a horrible feeling of danger come over me so i grabbed my things as fast as i could and ran inside and locked the door behind me.

In the university halls here, each night we heard someone coming in and out of our flat, slamming the door on the way out. It was a flat inside a block of six flats, all full of students. We were all friends so we asked each other who was coming in to our flat at night? Around 3AM... Of course! We made sure to lock the door after no one knew who was coming in and we got a little worried, even spoke to security about a possibility of us being robbed. We kept hearing this every night, and even kept watch and came out of our room if we heard the door but we never saw anyone.. When everyone had left for the summer, I was there one extra night alone, I also experienced it then. The flat across from ours also said they experiences the same thing though more intrusive, I can't remember all the details but slamming doors. whispering at night time and feeling a presences close to them and even pushing them.

One night when it was dark, warm and dry, I went and led down outside of my uni halls on the grass. As soon as I led my head down, I head someone running towards me - I can still hear it now when I think of it.. It was so real, the feet running across the grass right next to me. I pulled my head up right away, thinking I was about to be run in it. Though of course their was no one around..

Me and a couple more friends found a big abandoned building. We explored it for a few weeks and nothing much would happen except it just felt very creepy and as if someone was watching us. Since nothing much happened we decided to use a ouija board in there. We set it up, lit some white candles and did the whole ritual, nothing happened for a couple minutes but then suddenly the temperature dropped a lot to the point where we could see our breaths (mind it was around +20C° outside at that time). Then we decided to wrap it all up because we all got a very bad gut feeling, that's when we heard heavy footsteps approaching us, there was no one there. Obviously we ran out and went straight home after that. Ever since then whenever we enter the building we can hear the same footsteps getting closer to us. We did record very often whenever we explored there but the videos would either get very distorted, the audio would cut off or our phones would die out of nowhere.

We were returning back home, to Cluj-Napoca. We were on the highway and I noticed that we were approaching a weird object. It was on the right side of the windshield. It looked almost transparent and it was floating at a height of aprox. 1.5 meters - it would be almost as tall as our car. My eyes were waiting for it to move since it looked a lot like a thin plastic bag from a distance. But it didn’t. It stood perfectly still. It looked like a semi-transparent rod, having a structure similar to a DNA string and it was about 30 cm long. It just stood there, vertically, perfectly still, as we were approaching it. It felt unreal. I wanted to warn my husband about it (since he obviously didn’t notice it) but before I was able to open my mouth we passed it. Or through it, I’m still not sure. I thought my mind was playing tricks on me. For a split second I was sure it was going to hit the corner of the windshield, I was ready to hear a noise, but there was no sound. Like there was nothing there. I felt crazy, everything felt unreal. After a few seconds, I managed to tell my husband what I saw asking me if he believed me. To my amazement, he did believe me. Furthermore, he kept describing the object I saw better than myself. It turned out that he read an article about these things (which are called flying rods/skyfish). Apparently other people have seen these things too. I wasn’t crazy. However, I don’t even know what was more weird: what I saw, or the fact that my husband knew exactly what I was talking about. Did anyone else encounter any if these flying rods?

There used to be an abandoned farm building. Use unknown. My little brother was petrified of going near it. He always said he saw an old man yelling and pointing a shot gun at us. We never saw anything ourselves but he used to turn white and scream like I've never heard before and run away.

I'm a delivery driver by trade. Sometimes, when it's slow, my job consists of sitting around waiting for a run to be offered. On this particular day there was no school and so my teenage son and I pulled into a completely vacant parking strip between Andy's Custard and MOD pizza. I chose the farthest spot from the road, along the median curb/island with a fire hydrant in it. I know FOR CERTAIN that I was parked exactly parallel with the hydrant, as my son and I joked about it being odd that it was those colors in a parking lot, basically camouflaged and asking for someone to accidentally hit it. As I waited there I heard the sound of someone's car horn, more specifically the locking mechanism beep, but I didn't look up for it or even really register that I'd heard it in the moment. When my delivery app finally notified me I had a job a good 7-10 minutes later and I drove away from the the place I'd been parked. Before pulling all the way away I checked the mirrors, as one does, and low and behold there was a car parked in the space I'd just pulled out of. No one around it, or in it, or walking away as if they parked as I pulled away. Just an empty vehicle, in the exact physical space I'd been occupying mere seconds before. I immediately realized that the car horn I'd heard before must've been from THAT car. I stopped moving completely, half in the spot directly in front of the car and half in the aisleway. I began feeling queasy as I sat there looking at that little black car, utterly perplexed by it. I asked my son to look behind us. I gave him no other context. Just, "Son, Look behind us and tell me what you see?" Hoping he'd say, "So what, it's a car?" or "Oh, that's a cute little car." Something, anything, that would confirm to me that I'd pulled past the hydrant into the adjacent forward space, but to my trembling dismay he and said, "Hey, No, where did that car come from? We were just in that spot. I spent the last like 5 minutes staring at the hydrant." He was visibly upset as well, and in that I found the ability to shake the weird nauseating feeling I was experiencing and tell him, "No, that's not possible. We MUST be mistaken. There must have been more space behind us than we are realizing. I must've been in both spots with enough room for them to park behind us." knowing full and well that there was couldn't have been any space behind us. He let me talk him down, and we've never spoken of it again. I haven't really told this story to anyone because I'm afraid anyone I tell will think I've lost my mind, but I'm convinced that I someone else merged into my dimension from a parallel one that day, or maybe my son and I shifted into another one ourselves. All I know is that every time I go near that parking lot I have that same weird queasy feeling that I felt that day. I can't rationally explain it, so as silly as it sounds, I just completely avoid it now.

A dark shadow in the corner of my room, was there for probably two years. Sometimes it touched my hair when I was trying to sleep, or sat next to me on the bed.

It is very difficult to explain yet after investigation many myths are here in the mountains of the Philippines. Possibly goasts or animals always watching from the darkness it is not advisable to drive without lights at night or go out without a torch in my experience what ever is in the rainforests here likes to play with you in the city's it's not present but it is in the mountins and forests a shaddow like animal/humanoid generally in pairs or groups don't be fooled it can mimmic anything from motorbikes to my partners voice to my mothers that's how I knew it was not normal my mother is more than 7000 miles away I have been attempting to catch it on camera but you can see it with your eyes but not through a lense of a camera it toys with you but my total deep instinct is to flee and not face what ever this is its fun to begin with but when the deepest part of your soul says move now drive I'm not arguing with that if it was not for the mistake of using my mothers voice I'm not sure where I'd be now my partner is filipino and is scared to go out at night I'm sure this is the reason why the roads go quiet every night with barely any traffic.

In the male sleeping quarters, during a calm night the light switch turned itself on several times during the night, even though everyone was asleep and no where near it. On separate occasions, and this was frequent, the motion activated lights of the hallway would turn on and footstep sounds would be heard, and no one would be in there or show up on cctv. We have a name for the ghost as we believe it is from a fireman who hung himself in the male dormitories nearly a decade ago.

From 2007-2012 I my family lived in this house located northeast San Antonio. We started experiencing paranormal activity such as; my small brother and sister would be having nightmares and fevers, saying outlandish things. My mother is very clairvoyant, and she sensed it was some thing evil so she started praying and after 40 minutes to an hour, my brother and sister would start feeling better and would be back to their old selves. I when we would question what happened or what was going on with them. They would both simply not recall anything of what had just happened. This happened to both my brother and sister on several separate occasions over the years my grandfather heard a kid scream, my mother and my brother would be at home while my sister and I were at school, and they would hear voices, I heard a boy scream while I was home alone with my sister. One time my mother took a picture by our front door, and you could see a very transparent shape coming from the floor, it just seemed like a little boy was squatting down. When we had just moved into the house, there was a hole underneath the flooring in the cement we never there to look. We kind of just covered it up there. Wish I guess to say the least something odd about that house, including this one time, some family members from the previous owners that used to live there set a postcard I do not recall from what state, they were asking if the previous owners included the previous owners names, and their whereabouts, stating if we knew where they were located to please reply. Throughout the years, I was curious I’ve looked up the people that used to live in the house I did happen to see that they had moved out of the city , and luckily seem to be doing fine. I never contacted them. I do not wish to know anything further as my family and I no longer live in that house. My sister recalls seeing a lady walking around in a nightgown, that will forever be imprinted in her memories.

The university campus is a grade listed building, over 100 years old. Some spots just had bad feelings, like something malevolent. Also heard balls being thrown around my flat, chairs moving doors opening and closing by themselves when I was home alone

I was walking along to my then boyfriends place, and walked pasted the park square near his home. From the entrance I see a man stumble out, clutching his chest. Like he's just been shot or stabbed. He's stumble onto and then along the pavement towards me and disappears when he gets about a foot in front of me. He seemed to be wearing WW1/WW2 military clothing. He was quite well detailed, like he had human facial features and things but it wasnt like as detailed as normal. I could see he had dark brown hair, but couldn't see all the shades of brown, the unform was olive brown or green. He had facial hair and dark eyes. He was more human looking and had a Caucasian skintone. He was taller than me, maybe around 6ft tall?

Saw one triangular shaped ufo fly over my friends house really high up and as soon as it went out of view, another triangular craft came from behind the house going the other way. This one was only just above the house, silent, moving slowly, and then as it goes off slightly in front of me and my friends it just disappears. Literally fizzled out of existence and then a minute later we hear a loud boom come from nowhere and then we think we see something tall and white running awkwardly and then disappearing. Stayed inside after that.

So I was about to go through a divorce at the time (I didn’t know he was leaving) and Fort Hood/Cavazos is known for being haunted AF. I dabble in tarot readings and I had no cards for immediate use so I used a random pack of playing cards. I had no clue of the actuality behind it but I drew equivalents to the tower card, the three of hearts, and the devil. He ended up had been having an affair since February and didn’t leave until April. Approx a week after he left the house in April, I was moping around as one who is depressed does. I was cleaning the kitchen and on the phone when our wedding picture falls off of the wall in the hallway and shatters. It was only me and our newborn baby, our dogs were outside, and the picture had been hung up with a nail. It ended up ripping the space in between our faces from all the shattered glass which still baffles me three years later.

It was the evening around late Autumn or early December, so it was pretty dark outside. I was young at the time and had gone into my kitchen to dry my hair. I had just started to blow dry it when I saw this massive figure holding an axe walk past my glass back door, it briefly looked in before walking away again seemingly into the back garden. Naturally, I was quite shaken up and ran to tell my parents there was a huge man with an axe in the garden and my father went out with a heavy pipe to look around. He didn’t find anything outside and came back in to my mother who was making sure that I was okay. As he told me there was nobody outside he started asking me questions and the one question that stood out to me was, “Did the back light go on?” See, we had a light that was motion sensored and turned on when someone or something passed it. The light never went on. Strange things had happened around then and my parents ended up getting someone to pray in the house to rid it of evil and I didn’t see anything in that house since then until we moved out.

Around here is a abandoned house. Go to redhouse to fire Engine park (addinsell road) and up the hill through the fields and cross the road to a broken gate and it should be there. (Watch out for cops they patrol the area) Me and my friends came here at like 3am and we went inside the place tons of random shit started happening there were banging things crashing around and knocking. We were freaked out

Around the age of 8, my mother and I were over at our friends house. They lived on a fairly large lot (approx. 4 acres) and most of it was woods except for a field (approx 50 yards in length) on the right side of the residence. My friend and I were upstairs in their computer room taking turns playing "Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego" while our parents were sitting outside on the wrap-around porch. As my friend was embroiled in her turn on the game, I peered out the window overlooking the aforementioned field. At the edge of the clearing I saw something about half as tall as the pine trees (so maybe 10-12 feet tall) walking along the treeline. It was covered head to toe in something dark (i assume it was fur/hair), but it's hands and facial area were a lighter tanish colour and it's head was kinda pointy. I was frozen in place until it moved into the trees, then I bee-lined out to the porch screaming about having just seen bigfoot. Nobody else saw what I saw, so they all thought I was just making it up for attention. I was obsessed with those woods after that. I'm 33 now and I remember this as if it happened yesterday.

My apartment had ghosts and there were times I experienced lapses in time when going places.

1st sighting were Mysterious hand prints too big or sometimes too small to be mine covered in white power. 2nd observation: Some of the hand prints have long claw like nails. I have had something or someone touch my back, play with my hair and tried to make contact with me. Yes I got curious and responded back. I think it's a white male, young maybe late 20s? But that's all I got. He likes black women and hates men and also has tried making inappropriate passes at me. 3rd encounter: i feel someone laying in bed with me (i live alone) But I don't think he walks around the other apartments. I also should add that hand prints of ghost have been found all over las vegas nv (circus circus hotel and other places) there's a lot of paranormal activities here BE CAREFUL

A strange, dark, shadowy entity, around 2.5-3.4 meters high, which we called Dark Spirit/Dark Person was appearing around the trees at night. It followed you around but kept its distance. It wasnt maliciou, it just was pretty overwhelming to be near it and to stare at it. We think it is connected to the forest, it maybe protecting the flora and fauna around or it can be linked to a graveyard guard who appears at forgotten graveyards.

Bradgate Park is said to be haunted by the late Lady Jane Grey who is known as the nine day Queen. The death of Edward VI ended up in her imprisonment in the tower of London where her and her husband were executed on February 1554. It is said her ghost appears at the park on Christmas Eve, while her coach is said to trot through the park between the old church and the ruins of her former home, pulled by four headless horses.

Ever since roughly May of 2014 I keep having dreams that come true weeks or months before it happens. Everything, to the smallest detail, to the exact smells temperature and wind speed is exactly like it happens in my dream. Usually I don't have dreams at all, at least I don't remember them, but these dreams and only these dreams I remember. I had a total of 4 abstract dreams that still in a way reflected what happened in the future. In one a girl, who later I found myself dating, carved my heart out while apologising. Later that girl broke up with me and kept apologising for hurting me even once she already was in a different relationship. I can't ever change anything I see in that dream. Once I remember that I saw this play out in a dream, while still dreaming about that situation, I'm violently woken up.

I remember tying my shoelaces at the park one day, leaning my phone against a tree root and when I went to grab my phone it was gone. It reappeared later at home with just 2% battery, even though it was at 97% before. I chatted with my mom the whole time until i arrived at the park. Weird stuff wasn't just happening to me. A kid from the scouts disappeared but was found at home, having no recollection of going outside. People claimed their dogs vanished, only to pop up at the dog park nearby. All these strange things happened around the same tree. It made me wonder if there was something off about that spot. Maybe it had some weird power messing with reality.

Ok, so this happened a few years ago when I lived at my parents' home. Every night before bed I go to the restroom, that way I don't wake up in the middle of the night and disturb my slumber. I always turn off the light and close the door after I'm done (this will be relevant later). One night I was in bed falling asleep and as I was drifting off with my phone in my right hand, I sensed something in my room, so I woke up. When I woke up, I saw two fairies? I'm honestly not sure, but they looked like fairies. They both were about 6-8 inches tall, and both looked a little different from each other. They both had gorgeous colorful luminescent wings, and I can't recall the color of their bodies, I was just so mesmerized by their wings. Their feet were very different, both were webbed, but one looked like a frog (rounder), the other like a turtle (pointy). As soon as I saw them, I slowly and carefully reached with my right hand to grab my phone so I can turn on my flash that was to the right of me since I fell asleep with it. When I was reaching, they came at me with full force and pinned me down. I could not move at all or scream for help. I couldn't feel them touching me, it just felt like some sort of force holding me down. Next thing I remember is waking up a few hours later. I thought to myself, was this a dream? I remember getting out of bed and looking around and going to the restroom and the light was on and the door was open. I never leave the light on or leave the door open, so to me that was very weird. I started to question myself at this point. Did I hallucinate? Did I go to the restroom and was I in a trance and just knocked out and was dreaming? It made me feel like this actually happened and it wasn't a dream. I don't ever remember feeling like I was in danger, or they had any bad energy, but it did scare me because nothing like this ever happened to me. The spookiest thing that happened to me before this was in my room when I was sitting on my ottoman working on some crafts, I felt two fingers tap me twice on my lower back and ran down my backside and no one was there, but this was another level of spooky lol. I could not sleep in my room for the next few days, and I had to sleep in my younger brother's bed because of how shaken I was with that situation. It was definitely a weird, but cool interaction that I will never forget. Stay spooky!

The Markusovce pyramid, also called Kota Zulu 664, has become a magnet for many mystery seekers in recent years. In addition to the shape of the hill, they are particularly fascinated by the decades-old exploration tunnel, which is located in the bowels of the hill. This place was popularized by the Czech conspirator Jiri Matejka, when he declared a few years ago that the tunnel is charged with extremely high values of negative ions that are beneficial for the human body. I personally visited this place. It is known that this place is special with its magical or terrifying energy. People here feel various strange things, some claim it has healing power and others are terrified by this place. I myself felt as if the hill was calling me, whispering directly to me not to go inside.

This is the so-called Slovak Bermuda Triangle or the most mysterious forest of our country. The Tribec Mountains have long been plagued by various mysterious disappearances of people, and it is surprising that most of them are still unsolved. Time works differently here, many get stuck in the forest for hours, others never come back. People here report changes in the speed of time, deja vu, stopping time, time loops, and various portals and bends in space. Even experienced locals who know these mountains get lost here.

I grew up in Goliad and the presidio, as well as the bridge nearby it crossing the San Antonio river, is wildly haunted and eerie. So many stories ranging from ghosts to cryptids cover the area, but the overwhelming feeling of fear and dread that blankets the entire area is what truly sticks with me. I've personally experienced the ghost of what seems to be a teen girl at the actual presidio and am not comfortable setting foot on the property. The second I touch that land I feel physically ill.

My friend assured me the flat he lived in was haunted, specifically his apartment. I personally got to witness that with random doors slaming shut when there were no windows open and no wind. But we ignored all of that mostly. One night somewhat after 2am, my best friend that lives there, one other friend and me were leaving the apartment to go hang outside. When you exit the entrance door, there is a long hallway and at the end there is an elevator. We stood by the elevator and waited for it to come to our floor, we were laughing quietly because it was late and talking about random stuff and at the end of the hallway in front of her home's door I saw a ghostly figure that looked somewhat gray and transparent and like a woman in a dress, I thought I was seeing things and didn't say anything but immediately my friend exclaimed with fear in her voice "What the f* is that" and my heart stopped and I said "Wait you saw that too" and the third friend (my bestie) exclaimed "I thought I was crazy, both of you saw that??" It all happened very quickly and we were terrified and run out of the building screaming. While outside we commented about what we saw and we all saw the same thing, a ghostly figure. My bestie didn't want to go home alone later.

Sitting on my second floor balcony talking to my bff on the phone. I see a woman carrying her toddler walk past. I look away for a split second, look back down and see the same woman carrying her toddler begin her walk past again. I tell my bff “wow deja vu! I just saw a glitch in the matrix”. Weird

I can't remember the exact date, but I know I was in elementary school when this happened. My family, friends, and I had a fire pit going in our driveway testing it out and cooking food over it. As the evening went to night and people left, it was just my mom, dad, my friend, and me sitting around the fire pit. When all of a sudden, we see three orange lights pass by. They appeared behind some trees that were way off in the distance. They speed up and vanished. All of us were speechless. Then another one went by. My mom was the first one to try and rationalize what we all just saw but was struggling to make sense of it. We haven't seen them since and years later I still think about it.

I lived in these apartments 27 first. I didn’t really believe in anything but my son started talking about a handy man walking in the house and shadow man. It wasn’t anything serious or frequent but we moved into the neighboring apartment 25 and it kicked up. Ridgebrook, is built on slave cemetery land, and in general just has alot of bad energy and deaths on the land. Apartment 25, my son still saw the handy man only now he informed me shadow man would scratch his window and stand in his bedroom. I let him sleep with me for a while until he felt comfortable and then he slept in his room. We got a dog because it made us more comfortable and he confirmed it was real. He’d growl in our bathroom or at our couch constantly and when the bangs happened he’d bark too. Things escalated one night when at 2:53 there were 3 bangs on his window and he ran in my room. The next day we red brick dusted our home (which he didn’t know about) and he told me shadow man was pissed he couldn’t come in anymore. It died down for a while and then when I started doing meditation and practicing things got more intense. I had spirits follow me in from my work or the back playground and they’d be in that weird moment before you wake up. I started not even realizing I was having visions or was asleep until these spirits would pop up. We still stayed protected though and really it was just them passing through. Fast forward to a few months before we move, the knocking on windows would pick up. On our high windows unreachable windows. Always in 3s. And generally only me or my son or both would hear it even with other people present. And then our neighbor died next door and immediately after that it was just an uncomfortable energy. The final weeks there were weird. And on one of our last nights there I was at work and my son and ex called me frantically saying there were 3 loud bangs on the door and high window at the same time. It was the first time anyone besides me or my son had heard it also. It was terrifying and if I hadn’t protected my home, idk what energy or entity I would of lived with.

I lived here while I was pregnant with my son. It was pretty docile at first but slowly got weird. For starters, at 2am every night, I’d wake up to sax music. I’d search the house for it and it was always coming from my moms room. Secondly, if you were alone, you’d hear the door unlock and open and someone come in and no one was there. After my son, I experienced a breakup in that house and it was like a poltergeist or something. Every night I’d be in my living room and the door knob to the front door would turn back and forth and you’d see shadows with no one there, and one night, in the pit of my depression around 2-4 am, I laid in my bed and watched a book and a picture of me look like it got carelessly thrown off my dresser and then I went numb and felt like an extremely pissed off man if that makes sense. I would try to say I was a woman in my head and I couldn’t. Someone would say I’m a man. When I got up I don’t remember much my mom said I checked the rooms and told her I don’t feel right and she was concerned because my voice was deeper. Manlier? I only remember being in our kitchen and my mom coming at me with a rosary after a puzzle we were making flying off the table behind me. This is one house I’d never ever step foot into again because I’m pretty sure that was a possession and I never believed in those.

I wrote on another post here. I grew up in south Knoxville. I lived in this house with my grandparents and mother for a few years and I absolutely hated it. I still have dreams about being back in this house and it terrifies me to my core. We moved in here after my brother passed. It was a two bedroom I shared a room and bed with my mother. The first dream I had here was about a relative I didn’t even know yet. He was in a black hoodie around my school and I was trying to figure out what was going on and he slowed everyone down and said I’m seeing the dead people. I woke up terrified. It was 2:55 am. For the better part of a two years every night I would wake up at 2:55 am every morning and experience the same terrify experience. I’d see a shadow go past my window on the outside and then hear fast paced footsteps from the kitchen where the door was all the way to the living room. Loudly for at least 10 minutes and I’d just cry. Sometimes they’d stop at my door sometimes they’d just stay in the kitchen and sometimes they’d mess in the fridge or pantry door. I can’t recall exactly what event petrified me the most but one time I woke my mom up and made her stay up to hear it and she was also terrified although she didn’t believe and she thought she was just going crazy with grief and so was I. It got easier more routine to hear this and go back to sleep. I even made ear plugs to be unbothered for when I woke up at that time. Things were decent. Creepy but decent until one night I had to do the dishes( my grandmother hated me and the fact I was mixed race so I was constantly doing chores) when it got cold and the laundry door moved a little but I ignored it. I had to put the dirty towels I used in the washer and when I went to go in there, I don’t know what I saw I really don’t but I had my full blown first panic/anxiety attack and passed out. All I remember is feeling like someone was hovering over me. Leering. Of course when I woke up I ran in there and told them what happened and no one believed me but they saw how sweaty I was. They just thought I was lying to get out of chores. There was another occurrence that happened here as well that I’m even unsure of because I’ve blocked it out but all I can remember is being petrified and walking into the bathroom with the lights off. I’m unsure if I’d even feel comfortable recalling. I can’t even drive by this home. I hate it. Absolutely. And I’m honestly glad I’ve blocked out some occurrences because I’d love to forget about this terrifying place and that’s not even me being dramatic. It’s like it still is trying to call out to me in my dreams to get me back there.

I was in 7th grade and lived in a detached garage converted into a small 1 bedroom house with my mom and little sister. It was butted up to an alleyway behind a larger house of an older man. My sister and I shared the bedroom and the room had mirrored doors on the closet that took up the entire wall. We had a bunk bed to take up less space and I had the top bunk. One night, I woke up because I thought I heard my sister fumbling around out of bed. I turned over and looked into the mirror where I could see the entire room lit by dim moonlight. I see her sitting on the floor criss cross applesauce facing the mirror. "Sami, get back in bed. Mom will be mad if she catches you out of bed." I go to roll back over to go back to sleep. Not even 3 seconds later, I hear my sister cough directly below me and she is definitely not awake and on the floor. I immediately roll back over and she is no longer sitting on the floor. No one is there. Who the heck did I see?!

Several things. This place is where I learned about mimics. We had two black labs concord and jasmine and they always slept with me. I remember ma went to go take a shower in her room. She was in there maybe 5-10 mins and the dogs lifted up and were growling and showing teeth at the kitchen and then I heard my ma say my name. I said yeah and then she said my full first name. And I said what and she said my name one more time. Our dogs let out a growls bark and I looked up and saw her kinda run swiftly kinda looked like she was on skeet’s kinda floating I guess? It was really fast and it was her shadow. The dogs went nuts and one went to the end of the bed on guard and the other ontop of me. After that my ma ran from her room and asked what the f is going on and all I said was I just watched you go in the laundry room so did they and she looked really confused and horrified and locked the door. Idk what a locked door was gonna do for a mimic but. And the only other thing I recall here was anytime my angel river wood picture would be hung up with my cross theyd fall. Immediately no matter what. My five year old brother also drowned here and that energy was sickening dark after that. Nothing but bad energy. Not even the dogs wanted to be around.

The mysterious case of damage to the blades of a wind turbine in Conisholme, Lincolnshire. Something “the size and weight of a cow” struck and crippled two of the 20m blades, yet Ecotricity, the turbine's owners, cannot explain what happened. Speculation was that perhaps it was a meteorite, but no crater or meteor debris was found at the scene.. Adding to the mystery, residents of neighbouring North Somercotes reported strange lights in the sky the previous night. One more practical theory was that the blades caused the failure, with perhaps one blade falling off and denting the other. Dale Vince, founder of Ecotricity, said: "It would have to be a catastrophic failure. That turbine has been running for a year now so we think that's pretty unlikely as well." He also dismissed the possibility of lightning as the weather conditions were good at the time. Of the three blades on the turbine, one was fully removed from the turbine, another was mangled but still attached. To deepen the mystery, the detached blade has never been found. No wreckage was recovered from the 66 foot long blade. Sources: The Guardian, ITV News, myself - Lincolnshire resident who saw the turbine afterwards. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=iDJpvzoh1Iw https://amp.theguardian.com/environment/2009/jan/08/wind-turbine-ufo-lincolnshire-the-sun

In Armstrong Park stands a massive sycamore tree bedecked with thousands of shoes. In recent years local students have taken to hurling their shoes into the tree to celebrate their graduation but reports of the Shoe Tree go back at least decades with some claiming the landmark has endured for centuries. With the tree now entirely covered, the shoes have begun to spread throughout the park.

I have always thought that the hotel resembles a portal. One night we were driving south on the turnpike in the furthest left lane passing the hotel. 5 minutes later we passed the hotel again without changing lanes or taking any exits. We were suddenly heading North. There are no left side exits that would make you go northbound on the turnpike. I am not the only one who has experienced this either, or other weird things concerning the hotel.

Around the back of St Nic's Cathedral in Newcastle's old town you'll find an incongruously cheerful building with a brightly painted facade. Above the entrance squats a bloody fanged, manic eyed rabbit. Despite it's fearsome visage, the Vampire Rabbit is viewed locally as more of guardian than a menace. Overlooking the cathedral graveyard, the weird little grotesque is said to protect the tombs from graverobbers. Some even claim he was erected as a response to the infamous Burke and Hare whose notorious killing spree occurred in nearby Edinburgh. Others claim that the stonemason who carved the rabbit placed his ears back to front, this shift in the statue's energy caused it to slowly morph into the horror we know today.

During the Covid-19 lockdowns I used to take walks on the Town Moor in Newcastle upon Tyne. It's a massive stretch of common land maintained by locals for centuries, though it's in the middle of a busy city it feels quiet and weirdly serene. It's a popular place to walk and gather, in the summer it hosts festivals and concerts, it is even used to graze cows for part of the year. However, during the early lockdowns the place emptied and took on a desolate, almost wild character. I used to walk to the top of Cow Hill, which overlooks the moor from it's northeast corner. The hill is actually an old slag heap from the nearby coal mine and gives you a fantastic view of the moor. There are very few trees on the moor and no real landmarks so people stick out, particularly with so few people about. On several occasions I spotted figures standing out on the boggy land, away from the well trodden paths. They stood completely still, despite the biting wind. What bothered me is the way I tended to lose track of them, they would vanish while my eyes were elsewhere, never seeming to leave the moor by normal means. Later I learned that the Town Moor had been used as an execution ground, most notable for the Newcastle Witches who had been selected for death (apparently at random) by a fraudulent witch hunter in the 18th century. It's probably unrelated but still get nervous crossing the moor at night, the well-lit paths form a corridor of safety across a stretch of pitch-black unknown and it is hard not to imagine what could be standing in the darkness.

That was 8 feet tall, skinny black figure. I was walking next to the woods and night when I saw my dog stops and didnt want to go I look where he was looking and I saw that creature, was humanoid shape but all black, in place of its face was just dark grey colour. It was looking at us, we didnt moved, and after couple of minutes the it slowly moves still looking at us to the woods. My dog in that moment just turn around and pull me back to house. My house was like not even 5 min from that place. After that event the follow night I had very weird dreams that I was floating in the gray the same colour that was on its face but I also feel it loneliness. I never meet it again but my partner has similar encouner few weeks before me and told me to not go to the woods and night. For few monts the energy was really off before came back to normal.

i was trying to meet my friend Meg at the cemetery around 8/9 pm at night, a cemetery we’ve both been to previously during day time just separate. this time when we were going we had our GPS on with each other to show where we were both at and could easily find each other. once we entered luella road to pass the cemetery and find each other, we couldn’t find each other. My friend Meg saw me on maps and tried to come to me but couldn’t find where i was at, couldn’t see my car couldn’t see me, but we saw each others bubbles from the maps following each other. we decided to go to a stop sign further down and i sat there for 5 minutes as she made her way down to me, as her gps bubble showed her next to me, she wasn’t to be found. it was like we were in alternate realities and just trying to find each other. it took us 15 minutes and passing the cemetery another time and going to a main road to a church for us to be able to find each other. it’s just odd, our GPS showing us right next to each other but not being there. it all started the moment we first passed the cemetery

Saw a straight up dragon. I was looking at the sky because it looked beautiful. Then I spotted a HUGE black bird that didnt look quite right. And I have to emphasize the word huge. It had a long and narrow tail, two huge wings, a long body with two visible legs, long neck and a semi big head. Then I thought it cant be a bird, it must be a kite! But it was flying too high and was too huge, you could also see its movements and how sincere it was that it was actually flying. Then it hit me, omg its a DRAGON! I started to follow it, or atleast tried to walk towards its direction. It was too fast and not long after that it had flown somewhere else already.

Saw this dark alien entity guy hanging around in my backyard. It reacted to me and seemed to be scared and tried to hide away. Ofcourse I reacted the same and went back inside asap.

Camping in Sipoo woods with a friend. Heard non-human screaming trough the whole night (no we could not sleep). It was not animal (we would know if it was), first the screaming started right next to our tent, slowly getting further away. We felt as if we were being watched. We kept quiet and pretented not to hear it. We suspect it to be some sort of local... cryptoid.

We took mushrooms. My best friend and I. It hit me 20x harder. The visuals started and I had never had them this strong before and reality continued to become less and less boring.. We had giggling fits on and off and then I really got hit with how hard this trip was going to be when i raised my arm in front of my face and my hand was melding together with my surroundings .. It felt good to see it, it was not scary.. and the prophetic mushroom advice/feeling told me everything is one and I finally understood that everything you see IS just a projection of your mind. I felt it and understood it fully and I was taken away from reality and brought back. I was verbal a lot of the time just speaking my thoughts and it was truly hilarious. My personality is usually dull and honestly boring but I came alive on that trip. Anyway we made our way outside- many hours later- to smoke and we sat on the ground holding each other looking at the stars….. MOST beautiful wonderful —- just got a ringing in my ear- i want to go back LOL. the stars on mushrooms are a purely blissful sight and feeling It was encompassing and comforting and full of love. That’s when the the other prophetic thought was unlocked and I felt as free yet burdened as ever to understand that love is the only thing that matters. at least whatever frequency love vibrates on- ;) good bye i love you

Just found this website so I have tons of stories from when I lived here that were witnessed by others. When I first moved there, I moved in with a friend who was already living there. Whenever I visited in the past, I sensed that whatever was there didn't really like me, but when I moved in it was more tolerated for me to be there. I only lived there for a year, but my roommate was there for 3. She's a current roommate now and we don't have any experiences like this in our current apartment. So, first our front door would swing open and closed by itself if it wasn't locked. I checked for anything that would debunk this like any wind or even the building swaying, but I've asked it to open and close and it definitely responded to it. Our bedroom doors often unlocked and opened by themselves. I've woken to my bedroom door doing this. I had a LOT of out of body experiences here? Much more than any other place I've lived. I've had dreams of wandering around the city and noticing some people who could see me and others who were just living their life. I've had items disappear and when I asked for them back, they'd show up. My cats would react to things there that I'd see. The main one that was terrifying was feeling like something was in the hallway and peering at me in my room. I was spending the day cleaning and both of my cats were in my bedroom with me so I had the door open. I didn't pay it much mind at first because I had felt stuff similarly, but then my cats started acting afraid and wouldn't leave my room. I got really worried that they had heard something or maybe something was happening in the hallway outside of the whole apartment, but they both started growling and my cat Pepper was on the bed when she fluffed up. My cat Ra hid under my Papasan chair. I started getting visions of it and gore oozing from the walls, which sounds so run of the mill, but it's the only time I've ever had something like this. It was short and I don't remember exactly what it looked like anymore because it's been 5 years or so, but I remember it peeking around my doorway. I didn't see it when I looked AT the doorway, but in flashes with the walls. It was pretty terrifying and I had to call my roommates. It was broad daylight. I've also had my old roommates hear ME when it definitely wasn't. One instance one of them was taking a shower, heard me knock on the door and tell her that I needed to use the bathroom. She came out when she was done and knocked on my bedroom door, woke me up, and told me I could use the bathroom, to which I was obviously confused by because I was just taking a nap. She still doesn't believe that it wasn't me and thought I was messing with her. For some reason I could never look directly into the kitchen during the night and had to shield my face when walking by. My cats would get spooked pretty often in general. Me and my roommates would often hear sounds- one time we heard our dish dryer fall and dishes break, but when we went to check nothing had happened. My cats reacted to this and we all heard it from the kitchen. One thing to note was that there were only windows on two sides of our apartment. I was in my room, which was the corner room- it has windows on two sides and I heard NOTHING outside. It came from the kitchen. My roommate's room was right next to the kitchen and also heard nothing from outside, but from the kitchen. I checked outside just in case a car had maybe crashed and I also checked in the hallway, but there was nothing. Me and a long distance friend did experience the same feeling one time and we were texting each other upset. We got on the phone and described what we were feeling- it felt like someone was literally dying and saying goodbye. So that was weird. Lots of little individual accounts of hearing stuff and witnessing stuff. I try not to count those as much because I have nothing to back it up. My cat Pepper got out one time when ALL of us were gone. I came home and was going to head up in the elevator when she ran up to me from the basement where the laundry is. I was completely horrified and this could have been a case where one of us let her out and didn't see, but I at least said goodbye to both of them when I left for work so I know it wasn't me. Lots of deja vu, but I tend to experience that all the time anyway. I have other stories of Richmond that I'll add to other parts on the map- I think Richmond is just one of those places. That's all I have from what I can remember!

So, this wasn't directly after I moved out of the dorm, I actually lived in a place before this behind the Siegel Center at 1200, but I didn't experience anything paranormal there. I moved out because it was too expensive and got another apartment. I lived in a house above where the Insomnia Cookies is and where the old student Walmart is- its now Ram City Market there. I had 10 other roommates- there are 10 bedrooms and 3 baths and one bedroom had a couple. My bedroom door would unlock and open by itself often. I've seen people coming down the stairs and then not finish the decent when they left my sight for a moment. My girlfriend at the time had strange dreams (briefly mentioned in the GRC story elsewhere in Richmond) where someone was visiting her and telling her that I didn't love her and trying to get her to go to another dimension with her? It was super unnerving, but then I started dreaming about her. She had never described what she looked like and when I told her, we were both really creeped out by it. She was sleeping over once when I was dresming and I was floating above my bed. There were roses all over my ceiling and I saw from above, the woman approach my bed with both of us on it. She tried to touch me, but my necklace at the time started glowing (a gift from my mother that she just thought I'd like when I was 16. It's the Astrologers Star and I only ever take it off to shower.) and she disappeared. When I woke up, I had red irritation where she tried to touch me. After we broke up, I had a lot of unfortunate events happen and I had another dream about her where I was trying to go upstairs in this apartment building. This girl, who I didn't recognize at first was trying to follow me so I closed the door on her only to turn around and see she was further up the stairs. It didn't bother me in the dream. We continued up to my apartment and there were a few people there chatting. Again, I closed the door on the girl and she ended up in the apartment. At first, she was talking to the others in the dream and I was putting my things away. Then, the background noise started fading out and when I looked up, she was right in front of me and that's when I recognized her. It was completely silent, but the background stuff was still happening, people still talking and laughing but I couldn't hear any of it. Everything was crystal clear- reader than real life. She said, "I'm the thing that's been ruining your life." And then I woke up. I also had many out of body dreams- multiple of which were predictions of time. I had several dreams where I would be doing something like drawing or reading and I'd check the time. A specific instance, I checked the time and I had messages from one of my roommates telling me that she was coming down the stairs so we could go out. Dream me wasn't confused by this but then I woke up from hearing a knock on my door. I checked the time and was already freaking out because it was the same time, but then when I opened the door it was my roommate and she wanted to go out and do something. My cat Jasper at the time also became incredibly aggressive in that house and I ended up having to give him to my ex because he wasn't aggressive anywhere else. Not towards me or anyone- only towards everyone there. I moved out of there and into the apartment where I got my two other cats. The one I tell stories of that have my cats reacting to a lot of stuff and the front door would open and close by itself. Note that these are just two blocks apart from each other.

So, after the apartment where my roommates and I heard stuff fall in the kitchen, I moved out of there and back in with my roommate from freshman year and another friend. I don't move back in with the roommate from the previous apartment until after this one. I live with her now and we don't have any problems here. But back to the story. So, living with my college roommate again and another friend, this apartment was much more tame in my opinion. I lived on the 2nd floor here and took the elevator to the basement to do laundry. Well, I disliked the 4th floor and 7th floor for some reason. Just didn't like them they had awful vibes. I had the elevator try to take me to the 7th floor multiple times and the 4th floor once- skipping my floor. I disliked these floors BEFORE this happened, so standing in the elevator while it skipped my floor was terrifying. I didn't get out on those floors and simply waited for the doors to close so I could go back down. Also, note I didn't live in a bedroom here, I lived in the dining room with curtains up and my other two roommates had bedrooms. This time we had my cats Pepper and Ra and my roommate's cat Mika. Let me tell you. We didn't have much happen in terms of small instances, but this big thing happened. So, one day I get a call from my roommate to meet him at work (we all worked the front desks because I got them both the job) so after my shift I walk over there. It was Cary and Belvidere Residential Center. He was sitting in the lobby with a mirror. I immediately hated this mirror. Maintenance was renovating the bathrooms and they took this off of the wall and my roommate wanted to keep it so badly. It was chipped on the sides in places and had some of the back rubbed off so some of it was just see through but he wanted it. So I paid for a Lyft because I wasn't going to walk all the way across campus with a mirror. I was irrationally TERRIFIED of breaking it. Even though I didn't want the mirror, I was really protective of it and I REFUSED to take it up or down any stairs for fear of it breaking. We got it home and took it up the elevator and sat it in the living room. College roommate hated it too and she wanted us to get rid of it. Other roommate, he insisted we keep it. Well, me and college roommate started having nightmares. I don't remember much of them, but they featured a lot of confusing and cryptic things and we'd wake up like SWEATING. After a couple weeks me and college roommate decided to get rid of the mirror and other roommate Reluctantly agreed. But when we tried, the elevator was down. And I REFUSED to take it down the stairs because I was so scared of it breaking. Cue the bad luck. So, since I lived in the dining room, my stuff was tucked away in a corner of the living room next to the AC. Not only was my stuff subjected to the AC dripping water and flooding part of the living room, but Mika also started peeing on it. Didn't find either out until a few days in where I had to throw much of my stuff away because of the mold. Stuff started breaking in the apartment and I had a terrible falling out with my family. College roommate had bad luck too. Electronics messing up, transactions messing up. Other roommate was suspiciously having the best luck EVER. Found money, surgery dates got moved WAY up from years in the future to months. Really good days, gifts from people. And we took notice of this- it had only been a week since we wanted to throw the mirror away and every time we tried, the elevator was broken even if they had gotten it fixed and I had ridden it up after a shitty day. So, we pull out the Tarot cards. All it was was just terrible cards. 3 of swords, 10 of swords, manipulation and bad luck and just awful things. And when we asked about other roommate, it only had good cards for him. We pulled several of the same cards throughout our asking questions and it was clear that we needed to get rid of the mirror. But other roommate was attached again and moved it TO HIS ROOM. Why? Because we were going to throw it away again, but when we moved it, he saw a seal on the back of the mirror of where it was made. The same town his mother works in. So he took it as a sign to keep it since she lives in a completely different state. I tried to cleanse because I was stressed and when I was done, I put my Palo Santo on the kitchen counter and it burned shaped into it. I fucking swear- it looked exactly like a little fish and above it was a little circle and all I could interpret it as was fish taking bait. So other roommate asked me for my Tarot cards and sat in front of the mirror to ask it questions (he does not do tarot. Myself and college roommate do) and what he got from it was that it was taking luck from us and giving it to him because he saved it. I was at work at the time and people kept opening the bathroom door by the desk for some reason and it'd show the mirror, which was facing the desk and fully on me, which freaked me out. So he decided he really needed to get rid of it and we ended up taking it out the next day and saying goodbye to it. The whole ordeal was just a few weeks but it was stressful. After that, everything was fine. No other weird stuff happened.

I work in these two buildings and they're definitely haunted. Right across the street from each other- West Grace North and West Grace South Faucets turning on and off, the elevator moving up and down by itself and opening in the lobby. Down the street, the honors college also has an elevator that does this. In WGN I see people get off the elevator and walk through the wall across from it. My roommate has worked there while I worked across the street and we both had flies die next to us during the same night. He's left the desk to use the bathroom and come back to a tiny pile of sand on his things, which were tucked away in the little cubby. And another instance of a dead fly on his things. I often hear people walking down the hall and keys jingling when it's no one. I've had someone pop up from under the desk out of the corner of my eye and when I look it's nobody. I assumed it was a student sneaking under the desk to pop up and scare me, but it was literally no one. Scary as hell. Worked in these buildings for over 5 years now.

It was a cold morning when I decided to go for a walk. I thought it was going to be an usual walk through the forest. While walking by the river I constantly heard whistling noises. I followed the river ignoring those whistles as it could be hunters. But when whistles got closer, I decided to go in opposite way so I dont disturb the "hunters". I ended up seeing an abandoned building through the bushes. I didn't want to get close to it cause I don't want to hurt myself. I decided turning back and going home, but as I turned around, a very loud whistle was heard. It was coming from that building. At the corner of my eye I saw a black goat with half broken horn. It appeared out of nowhere! I got scared and just started running back home. I have never ever went in that forest again.

Let me preface this by saying I’m pretty sure I’ve always been pretty sensitive to things like this, but I believe everyone experiences things here. I love this cemetery for the architecture and I’ll walk through, but everytime I’ve went, there are 3 spots that hurt my head so bad it’s pounding and one that makes me nauseous and one I’m just drawn to. On the left side with the little girl statue and a sinking ground it’s heavy watchful energy. It’s almost overwhelming and it pushes you to the recieving vault where I start getting headaches. If you wander to the right, there is a soldier statue and it’s like you’ll see him moving or someone around it moving. And if you go further right there is a tomb beside the mausoleum for a Dr.Mayo. I’m drawn to him a lot of people are and no one knows why. And on the other side of the mausoleum, close to the tree if you walk through this specific spot, you get immediately cold, sick and lethargic like you’ve just walked through something.It’s the worst feeling I think I’ve ever felt there and try to stay away from that. The soldier side is heavy energy as well but really only from the sharing wall, the back, and it’s crypt. But old gray is gorgeous. The energy is just off and I’m pretty sure the spot I get sick at is a vortex or portal or something because many people experience it in that spot.

it was approximately 2 AM and I was driving home from the drive-in movies. There’s this 2 mile road that you go down that normally only takes five minutes to drive. That night, I kept seeing the same houses I saw weird creatures on the side of the road, that seem to be staring at me. It took almost 20 minutes to go down that road. And right when I got to the end of it, a deer, like looking creature, was standing in the middle of the crosswalk staring at us.

At 5am, after finishing work, I made a quick stop at a doughnut shop in Delhi. As I approached an intersection, my attention was caught by a pair of flashing eyes, resembling those of a cat, darting across the street. However, this creature moved with astonishing speed. Curiosity piqued, I turned my gaze towards the source and to my surprise, I spotted a small figure looking like a tiny man hiding behind a tree, cautiously peeking out to stare of me as it seemed scared. Intrigued yet slightly unnerved, I decelerated, and we locked eyes, maintaining an intense gaze. Eventually, I drove past the spot, but to this day, whenever I pass by that place, I can't help but glance around, feeling an unsettling sense of being watched or maybe it’s just me being paranoid.

This is a dorm at VCU- I lived in GRC 3 for my freshman year and I had one roommate. We both experienced a few things there. So the first was we both started experiencing out of body dreams and whatnot. I had dreams about the time and things happening that came true. One main instance was I woke up one morning just after 5. I don't remember the exact time anymore :( But I rolled over and checked my alarm clock before I sat up. When I sat up, I was like sucked BACK INTO my body and everything felt like it was vibrating. I felt like sand on a speaker if you know those videos where they put stuff on speakers and play music really loud? I could feel all of my atoms. And no, I wasn't high or anything like that. I was kind of half in my body and half out? I could feel two versions of me- the part of me that could move and was vibrating and then my body which I could control my breathing in. But I could also sense a presence next to my bed. I'm really glad that I couldn't see anything because even though I keep my lights on, it was pitch black to me. And I felt this powerful presence- it wasn't evil or anything, just scared the shit out of me because it was just THERE. So all I could think about was NOPE I NEED TO GET BACK INTO MY BODY. And I started doing a breathing exercise and slowly felt myself fall back into my body and kind of align with it. It felt like it transpired iver the course of maybe 20 minutes but when I fully woke up, it was the EXACT same time I had seen when dream me had checked the time. My roommate started having dreams of this person visiting her and she had similar experiences of being almost pulled out of her body- which is similar to something my ex experienced but I'll talk about that in a different location. Some other things we experienced: - Hearing someone open the bathroom door and come in very often when we were taking a shower. We'd look and not see anything. -One time we were sitting in the living room outside of her room and it was storming. We were joking about the lights going out and joked about what if they went out right now? And when I said "if my light went out I'd leave" and the light bulb in my bedroom died right at that exact moment. - Hooded figured appeared in the wood grain of my door. Covered them with papers that I drew religious symbols on lol. My roommate saw these too. -I was talking to my mom on the phone and we both heard a voice coming from the other end. I thought it was coming from her end and she thought it was mine. I don't remember what it said anymore since it was 8 years ago. - I came home from work one day and my roommate was sitting in the living room. She looked up at me, terrified and just said, "no. No." So obviously I asked what was wrong and she asked me where I came from. I told her work, I've been there the whole day. And she said no, you can't have because I've been sitting here studying all day and I heard you IN YOUR ROOM." She apparently heard me talking and moving around in my room like I was on the phone. She even knocked on my door to ask me something and when I didn't respond she assumed I was napping. We couldn't hear our neighbors that clearly. Sometimes we heard their music or if there was a party, but not like that. - Later on I got a job working the front desk in 2019 for the newly built GRC building. GRC 3 is still behind that one and I had students come through the lobby just wanting to sit there because their "room was hanuted." The described similar things and the reason why they left was because they heard talking on the bedroom when nobody was in there. It was the same exact room and it was really validating lol. Probably had some one off things as well, but I don't remember them.

Olá meu nome é Elias. Aproximadamente quando eu tinha 10 ou 11 anos, estava assistindo televisão, possivelmente por volta das 21:00, porque minha mãe me mandava dormir às 23:00. Eu tinha uma cadeira ao lado da minha bancada, sabe aquelas cadeiras onde você deixa algumas roupas sujas? Então, quando cheguei no quarto, uma camisa minha foi jogada na parede por algo que eu não sei o que era. Quando vi isso, corri para o quarto da minha mãe com o coração palpitando, e minha mãe perguntou o que aconteceu. Eu não soube responder. Naquela noite, dormi com minha mãe.

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Hello, my name is Elias. Around the time I was 10 or 11, I was watching television, possibly around 9pm, because my mother told me to go to bed at 11pm. I had a chair next to my workbench, you know those chairs where you leave some dirty clothes? Then, when I got to the room, one of my shirts was thrown at the wall by something I don't know what it was. When I saw this, I ran to my mother's room with my heart pounding, and my mother asked what happened. I didn't know how to answer. That night, I slept with my mother.

I was taking the bus and saw an old friend of mine from middle school. I didn't talk to her and didn't think much of it. The next day I found out she had been dead for a few days.