In my last year of uni I shared the apartment with two people: a phd student and a remote worker. One of them asked me if I was home one night while I was in class. They were spooked because something had grabbed their t-shirt in the hall and pulled towards a wall and no one was home at the time. Before this happened, I was resting the middle of the day (as you do); I was awake but my eyes were shut because I had a headache, when I heard steps inside my room. This same flatmate was a good friend of mine so they usually helped me out if I overslept and I had classes. I thought these steps were theirs and I felt a hand resting on my back, so I opened my eyes. There was no one in the room, and in fact the door opened at that same time with my friend telling me that I was late. A few weeks later it was planned for a friend of ours to come visit to an empy room - we had permission from our phd flatmate as he was leaving on a weekend trip that weekend - and we decided to not say anything about the weird stuff happening to our guest, as we didn't was to spook him. It was him, though, who told us very seriously the second morning that we had a ghost. He told us that he had heard some steps inside the room and seen a figure kneel down to hug him. He thought it was my flatmate, his best friend, and our guest jokingly threw a stuffed goose that we kept as a flat mascot to the figure. It went through the figure, that dissapeared through the wall. I lived there for two years, the first one there were knocks in the door and a general unease in the hall area, but nothing as strong as the second year. We are not living there anymore.

I was walking with a friend to the nearby train station. I felt or sensed that feeling you get when someone runs up behind you - the moment that I expected the person to clap me on my shoulder I turned my head towards my friend in anticipation. Instead of seeing whomever ran up behind me a hand appeared between me and my friend - it wasn’t solid but wasn’t fully see through but somewhere in the middle. I stopped and turned and there wasn’t anyone else around - just my friend looking at me quizzically like ‘what are you doing?’. And when I did stop and turn the hand withdrew back into the ether and was gone. So bizarre but so real.

Bahla, Oman. Madinat al-Sehr — the City of Magic. I have also heard it been referred to as The City of Jinns. Till date, a mysterious aura surrounds the walled city and of you talk to the locals, they'll be sure to tell you some wild stories. There is, for example, a tale about a tree growing in the citadel that would bring an untimely death to anyone who touched it because the sorcerer had cast a spell on it. The legend goes that if you are not from Bahla and touched the tree, you would be doomed to great misfortune and an untimely death. During one of our school fieldtrips, we went to Bahla and stayed for a few days. One of my classmates down right refused to go, because of Bahlas reputation and they stories and legends she had heard about the city while growing up. While our class were there we went around and saw a few of the local landmarks such as the old Bahla Fort, souq and, of course, the famous - or rather, infamous - tree growing at the centre of the citadel. I'm not superstitious, however, I was too scared to go over and touch it. A few boys from my class did though - one of which died during the summer of last year.

My family were renting a house in the late 2000s when these series of events occurred. 1. I witnessed a human like apparition crawl through my closed window (moved through the wall), crawl over my ceiling and out of my bedroom door. Strong sulphuric scent. The figure was facing the ceiling so I did not see its face. The figure was pitch black, had two arms and two legs and was not wearing any clothes. Only distinctive feature was long dreadlocks on its head. I did not see this apparition again the entire time I lived in the house. 2. Witnessed a faintly glowing green dismbodied hand which crawled from outside the house through an open window in the laundry room. Did not see where it went as I ran as soon as I registered what it was.

Me and my friends were wondering around and at some point we got lost in the forest. It was already dark and we started to hear voices, but it sounded like voices of a lot of people together, like if you were at a stadium, but all of them were screaming in pain, it was like hearing the gates of hell. We freaked out so much that we thought we were about to die. This lasted for around 10 minutes, after that we calmed down and we found our way out. When we arrived to the gate of the Natural Park, the police officer there said " I thought you guys were out already, we literally saw you coming out a couple of hours ago" and we were like wtf Really creepy experience.

My husband and I witnessed multiple ufos on clear nights throughout 2022. The ufos we witnessed were not close up and could have easily been mistaken for a group of bright blinking stars. These objects moved at astronomical speeds mostly in pendulum and sprial movements and changed colours between red, green and white blue. Attempted to get them on camera and also brought the telescope out a few times but were unable to capture anything. We witnessed these dozens of times from our backyard and friends places in Morwell and Traralgon. Have not seen them since the end of 2022.

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

The start of 2020 marked the beginning of my semester abroad in Amman, Jordan. We didn't end up staying for long due to covid-19, of course. Myself and three of my classmates did, however, stay for around a month and a half during which three of us shared an apartment, and while the last girl stayed with some of her friends. During this month and a half, though, the three of us who were rooming together ended up spiraling into severe mental health issues. One girl had to return home two weeks before we were called back to Denmark due to the pandemic, while myself and my roommate stuck it out. We had heard stories about Jordan, specifically the city of Petra being a place of magic and Jinns. Netflix even made a drama series called "Jinn", which was filmed in and around Amman including Petra. One night while my roomie and I were joking around in our room, a copy of the Quran, which had been standing on our desk, fell to the floor. The book was opened to Ayat Al-Kursi - The Throne Verse from the second chapter in the Quran. The significance of this verse is that it is a verse often recited as a protection against evil such as shaytan (the devil), jinn (demons), misfortune, bad luck and so on. A shiver ran down our spine and the hairs on our arms stood up. The apartment we had been staying in had had a weird feeling and vibe to it from the moment we had stepped foot into it and we had jokingly made comments about the off vibe maybe were due to there being a jinn in there with us. Both me and my roomie ran out of the room screaming at the sight of the verse it had opened to. It felt like a taunt. We both slept huddled together in a different room until we were encouraged to go back home to Denmark as the pandemic was spreading. Luckily it was only for about five more days since the incident with the Quran.

So back in January of this year I went on a city break to Riga Latvia. Amazing city would recommend. Anyway, we booked a beautiful apartment for our stay via Airbnb and it looked so modern and cozy. Although it was in one of them Soviet concrete tower blocks. For the three days I was there I would wake up in the middle of the night petrified like someone was watching me. I have no idea if I sensed a camera in the room but something wasn’t adding up. I refused to fall back asleep and kept myself up watching videos to try keep awake. One night I had this dream (when I actually fell asleep) and it was in Russian. And I don’t even speak it!!! Oh and to mention one night, I woke up to water dropping on my leg which again was kinda weird. Since then I’ve stayed in airbnbs and not had the same issue. But on a positive note, I think Riga is one of Europe’s most underrated cities and if you get the chance please go visit

We were SxS for my dads 49th birthday, we went down a logging road off of the nearest gas station, we travelled over 50-60 kms that day, we went down a way we haven’t been down before, we went this way to scout for possible hunting spots, me and my mother were in on SxS and my dad and younger sister were in the other, they were ahead of us by maybe 15 feet, we were driving through a logging slash coming up to a bit of trees, as we come to the forested bit a rock came flying in through the passenger side, first we thought it could’ve been from my dad, but it couldn’t have been they were too far ahead and we had a full window shield, we looked at the stone after wards, it was heavy over 6 or 7 pounds, almost perfectly round like the shape of a baseball but bigger and heavier, it broke the floor board and bruised and cut my leg, we speeded up ahead to show the others we went back to the spot and saw broken and tipped over trees, too big for a person to have done it, after that I’ve been riding with a GoPro to try catch something like that again, or something weirder.

It was about 4pm, I was walking down the road towards home, When i experienced the sudden feeling to turn around and as I turned around and looked up the road/ up the hill, I saw the physical form of Death in a robe and holding a scythe, They were facing away from met watching the cars as they went past, This form persisted for around 5 - 10 seconds until it disappeared suddenly. I do not remember of any accidents or deaths occurring on that day.

I was sitting with some friends near an old abandoned asylum when I started feeling like I was being watched, we quickly moved from our original spot to a patch of grass near some bushes, after about 10 minutes I still felt like I was being watched. I looked around and in the corner of my eye I saw this pale white human like creature walking on all fours crawl into a bush, occasionally I would see it's head popping out with a grin on its face

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

This was back somewhere between 2015-2016 ish. My family and I are from Denmark, but since my father is an engineer we moved around a lot. During this time my father and my step mother and my sister lived in Qatar, and I would fly down to visit during holidays. One time, when I came to visit (and many times after that), I noticed a smell of smoke in the tiny hall between the kitchen and the living room. When I asked my step mother about it, she answered with "You smell it too?" -apparently my father had never noticed the smell, and thought nothing of it. That's when she told me about the many strange encounters she had had in the house. This included the smell of smoke in that one specific spot, seeing shadows move from the kitchen to the living room in the window reflections and my little sister, who was around 3 years old at the time, asking my step mother about the person smiling at her in her room from time to time. Moreover, they were always sick while living in the house. For example, my little sister had developed asthma, which she no longer has today. I get the chills just thinking about it. I never noticed anything else, which I was visiting other than that smell of smoke. They have since moved, and are now living in a different part of the world with no such encounters since.

During Christmas Eve, my whole distant family saw me slouched over in a corner in the living room and when they called my name I apparently ran and phased out into a wall. I was in my room with some of my cousins the whole time this was happening. Everybody in the living room saw “me” or some thing pretending to be me, no one has any theories except that it might have been a ghost. La Ronge is a town that I highly believe has some strange occurrences, yet not many talk about it. Another ghost event happened at my aunts house, my aunt, myself and my cousin were upstairs. We were the only people in the house, a friend of my aunts came over to deliver mail to my aunt, they decided to catch up with each other, talking away in the kitchen. All the meanwhile, my cousin and I were in the living room, adjacent to the kitchen so we were all within eye sight of each other. Then everyone besides my aunt heard crying coming from the basement, my aunt was hard of hearing so there was no way she would hear it. What really solidified it for me was my aunts friend asking if there was anyone else in the house, my aunt saying no, that really scared my aunts friend and she left shortly after.

The air in Colonia Playas, Tijuana, always carried a certain eerie chill, especially as the sun dipped below the horizon and the shadows crept through the narrow streets. Baja Mar 201, a seemingly ordinary house, stood silent and unassuming, but its walls whispered secrets of Time Slips and the supernatural. A group of friends, intrigued by the local legends, decided to spend a night at Baja Mar 201. They gathered in the dimly lit living room, sharing nervous laughter and uneasy glances. The clock on the wall ticked away, seemingly counting down to an unknown event. As midnight approached, the atmosphere thickened with anticipation. Suddenly, the room flickered with an otherworldly light, and a low hum resonated through the air. The friends exchanged anxious looks as the furniture trembled slightly. Time itself seemed to warp within the confines of the house, creating a disorienting sensation. As the clock struck midnight, the group noticed subtle changes around them. Old photographs on the walls depicted scenes from a different era, and the sounds of laughter and music echoed faintly from the past. Reality twisted and contorted, blending the present with fragments of the past. In the midst of the temporal chaos, a mysterious figure appeared in the center of the room. Dressed in outdated clothing, the ghostly silhouette seemed trapped between two worlds. The friends gasped, frozen in both fear and fascination. The figure, an ethereal woman, spoke in a haunting whisper, revealing a tragic tale of lost love and a life cut short. She explained that the house held a rift in time, a doorway between the past and present. The friends, now captivated by the spectral presence, listened intently as the woman described her eternal yearning for a love she never had the chance to fully experience. As the tale unfolded, one of the friends, a young man named Santiago, felt an inexplicable connection to the ghostly woman. Mesmerized by her story, he stepped forward, his hand reaching out to touch the ephemeral figure. The moment their fingertips brushed, a blinding light enveloped the room, and a piercing scream echoed through the house. When the light subsided, the friends found themselves alone in the room, the ghostly figure and Santiago nowhere to be seen. The temporal distortions had ceased, leaving only a lingering sense of melancholy. The clock on the wall resumed its normal ticking, but the friends couldn't shake the feeling that something irreversible had occurred. Santiago was gone, his presence erased from the fabric of time. The friends searched the house in vain, but there was no trace of him. It was as if he had become a part of the Time Slips, lost in the temporal rift that had claimed the ghostly woman so many years ago. Baja Mar 201, once a quiet residence, now stood as a haunting reminder of the thin veil between the living and the dead. The legends of Colonia Playas had claimed another soul, leaving the remaining friends with a chilling story to tell—a tale of Time Slips, lost love, and the inexplicable disappearance of a young man named Santiago.

me and a few friends went on a weekend trip to beachworth a little while ago. we’re all massive horror fans, so we went on the ghost tour that the old beachworth asylum holds. I was walking around taking photos all night and it wasn’t when I got back my car till i noticed something in one of the photos. Now the tour was at night so the photo was taken with my phone flash, the room was pretty much pitch black when we were in it. From what i can see, there’s a very clear milky figure on the railing the bed, sort of like a kid hanging on to the rail. The photos not all that clear so turn up your brightness and zoom in on the middle of the bed rail. I love this site and just scrolling through all the entries so i thought i would share story!

Shadow figure

Após um ano ou meses depois de nos mudarmos pra nova casa não lembro exatamente em qual data mais toda noite eu tinha uma enorme dificuldade de dormir, nisso comecei a mudar as posições que dormia e comecei dormir com a cabeça nos pés da cama nisso comecei a dormir bem por 4 dias no quinto dia tive um "sonho" no qual eu estava conversando alguma coisa, com uma sombra escura no "sonho" ambos estávamos deitados. Porem algo aconteceu que a sombra não gostou e ele tentou me enforcar comecei a sentir falta de ar e a lutando pra me desprender da sombra nisso consegui me desprender e ela ficou olhando para mim logo-após uma mão escura e enorme sai de baixo da cama e agarra meu corpo me puxando... enquanto estou sendo puxado eu acordo sendo puxado também.

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After a year or months after we moved to the new house, I don't remember exactly which date, but every night I had enormous difficulty sleeping, so I started changing the positions I slept in and started sleeping with my head at the foot of the bed. sleep well for 4 days on the fifth day I had a "dream" in which I was talking something, with a dark shadow in the "dream" we were both lying down. However, something happened that the shadow didn't like and he tried to choke me. I started to feel short of breath and, struggling to get away from the shadow, I managed to get loose and she was looking at me, then a huge, dark hand came out from under the bed. and grabs my body pulling me... while I'm being pulled I wake up being pulled too.

So me and my mom used to leave in an apartment that was 5 minutes away from a graveyard...So we have experienced some activities. There were nights when something would pull my blanket. My hair was pulled at night once and like it was almost all my bottom hair. This one time a candle holder(?) flew across the room and almost hit my mom in the head. These are just some paranormal stuff we've experience. Also stuff disappearing and then appearing out of nowhere in the most random times and places.

I was 14. My mum and I were sitting in our car at about 7pm at a red light. All of a sudden there was a blinding white light. Next thing I know all the businesses that were open before the flash are closed, The clock in the car say it was 12am and the roads are empty. My mum gently asks me when we got home "what did you see??" I replied "a very bright light" we both had the same experience. 4yrs later I developed a lump in my earlobe, when the dr removed it was a piece of metal about the size of a small grain of rice. The dr said he had never seen anything like it but in the xfiles.

Aswang is an umbrella term for various shape-shifting evil creatures in Filipino folklore, such as vampires, ghouls, witches, viscera suckers, and transforming human-beast hybrids. The aswang is the subject of a wide variety of myths, stories, arts, and films, as it is well known throughout the Philippines. My girlfriend and I saw a Aswang that at first looked like a buffalo, after we approached it, it turned into a black cat.

My boyfriend and I had taken our 2 dogs for a hike along the river in the Trowbridge falls area. We had gone in the off leash dog path, and up under the bridge of the highway. Trowbridge is well known to be haunted and the paths in that location are all interconnected in some way, and in the same general area. When we were walking along the river, we stayed right next to the only path in and out of where we were. Our dogs were swimming and I was looking for amethyst on the path. I came out to show my boyfriend what I found and as we were standing on the rocky beach, this woman came out of the trail from the farthest point and started waiving at me. It was a really slow wave, like the queen of England, and she was not dressed for hiking. Even though this wasn’t a vigorous hike, she was not dressed for it. She had this robe on, and even though she was not wearing sunglasses, it looked like she was wearing sunglasses. Her eyes were shadowed but visible and it gave me butterflies when I saw her. I waved back at her and my boyfriend asked who I was waiving at. I looked at him like wtf, and said “that lady right there” and when I looked back she was gone. Again, we were standing with our 2 dogs right next to the path and did not see anybody pass us. We walked towards where she was standing and there was nobody there. Unless she scaled a cliff in bare feet and a white dress, there is no way she could have passed he without us seeing her. My boyfriend and two dogs both did not see what I saw and it wasn’t until we got off the path and started talking about it, did we realize where exactly we were, in relation to Trowbridge falls. We haven’t been back since.

My brother and I were in a 2 person tent getting ready to sleep, then all of a sudden neon blue light appeared and we could just see it through the tent. It then got closer and resembled the shape of a humanoid creature. It was about 4 feet tall. It then pressed its hands against the tent, it had very long fingers and big hands. My brother and I were frozen in fear. The creature the slowly walked away. For about 2 minutes we were dead quiet, then I peeped my head out off the tent and saw no trace of the creature.

Around 9:00 pm I was driving back from my now ex girlfriends home, on a dirt road that connects the semi-rural houses into the main city. Visibility was decent, but it was hard to make out details. As I stop at a stop sign, I notice the squirming of something in the ditch to the left of me. I can only describe this thing as a pile of organic mass of flesh and guts, about a medium sized dog’s size, tendrils or guts writhed around, it looked like a 6 year-late abortion or as if an animal got decimated by a semi truck going at high speeds, but the nature of this road made it impossible. I couldn’t quite see or comprehend what I was looking at, but I felt an overwhelming sense of disgust and horror. I’ve seen my plenty share of roadkill, and I even hunt, so the idea of seeing a carcass isn’t something that disturbs me, but, this thing was the most disgusting thing I’ve ever seen, I stayed for a moment just to take in this horrific scene before I drove off. I never told anyone, I didn’t even know what to tell them, around 10 am the next day, I came back to the location and found no trace of the thing, no blood, no organic matter, just the grass flattened where the creature was. That was 3 years ago, I still don’t quite understand what I saw, but I know whatever I saw was real, alive, and an abomination

Was driving along the a75 late at night when a I saw a black shadowy figure with wearing a cape watching me as I drove by

I was at home sleeping when around 2 am I suddenly woke up as I felt like I was being watched, for some background I have always heard weird noises in my room, sometimes it would be laughter and sometimes it’s crying but it’s always in the closet, so when I woke up I saw this tall man, I’d say he’s around 2.5 to 3 meters tall as his head was nearly hitting the ceiling of the room, the man was dressed in all white but I couldn’t see his face, he was wide and tall to the point that it made the room feel claustrophobic even though it’s a large room.

My best mate Daniel and I were going for a late night drive up to the look at Glass House Mountains. This is something we've done plenty of times before. It's was was about 1 O'clock in the morning. We're driving North up Old Gympie road talking and enjoying the still night. As we approach the left turn onto Glass House Woodford Road, we come to a complete stop. We're speechless, frozen refusing to even blink. We see a large floating glowing entity. It was silver floating down Glass House Woodford Road. It was about 3 metres (9.8 ft) off the ground. Calm and Ghostly. It was shaped like a tadpole. With what look like a metallic dark shimmering silver vale or cloth drapped on and trailing. The back two thirds waved like cloth in the wind as it almost appeared to be swimming in the air. The front was perfectly round and the size of a basket ball. The length was about 5 metres (16.4 ft) (The front shape with cloth reminds of the dementors head from Harry Potter.) As we watched it slowly float down the road I break the silence asking Daniel "What is it?" He replies "I don't know". It drifts over Old Gympie Road in front of us. Continuing straight into the bush bobbing and weaving between the trees. We watched it until it disappeared into the bush. We then continued to the lookout but we didn't get out of the car this time. We barely stayed a minute before turning around and driving home. We had no idea what we had witnessed. A ghost? A demon? An Alien? We were freaked out regardless. Years later I retell this story to a fellow student Dee at Nursing course. She is a first nations woman from the local area. She tells me the whole area is filled with spirits and that I likely witness the spirit of the daughter/sister that was killed by her father and brothers the beings that formed the Glass House Mountains.

I was walking at night through heavy fog, it usually takes me like 5 minutes from going to pool A to pool B, but this time it felt more, no one was around so i was alone in that track, the way felt like it was repeating and that i was trapped in a loop, after like what it felt 40 minutes of walking i finally reached pool B, but then when i saw my cellphone it took me just like 12 minutes.

I lived in a home there where I experienced a range of things over a few years of living there. Hearing slow steps down the hall at night but unable to see anyone. Hearing someone run up the stairs when me and my family arrived home despite no one else being in the home. On one occasion my little brother looked over Mums shoulder while we were outside sitting around a fire pit and said "what happened his head?" while his eyes filled with tears. (he was 3). Feeling the bed shake at night or something leaning into me while I slept. Hearing a strange noise at night that sounded like two angry voices speaking in a different language, it sounded like it was coming through a pipe. This was the scariest as it sounded and felt so evil. As well as a horrible heavy feeling in the home. I've lived elsewhere for a long time now and still have nightmares about the home. I have a reoccurring nightmare that the home is alive and I'm trapped in it. It's located near Pinegrove Memorial Park which is a grave yard.

Saw a el capybara trying to slay Deborah Ali Williams in floptropica

Ever since I was a child in the small town of Gandara, the legend of Biringan captivated my imagination. My grandmother, with her voice as soft as the evening breeze, would recount tales of a hidden city shrouded in mystery, a place where the boundaries between the earthly and the ethereal blurred. I grew up dreaming of its unseen wonders. One sultry evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, I made up my mind. I was going to find Biringan. The forest of Samar, dense and whispering secrets, seemed to beckon me. With each step, the familiar paths gave way to the unknown, and the air grew thick with anticipation. As night cloaked the forest, a peculiar fog rolled in, transforming the landscape. I pushed forward, driven by a mix of fear and fascination. Suddenly, I stumbled upon a clearing where moonlight danced upon a gate woven from vines and luminescent flowers. My heart raced; it was just as my grandmother had described – the gateway to Biringan. With a mixture of awe and trepidation, I stepped through. The world shifted around me, revealing a city of indescribable beauty. Crystal towers soared into the sky, streets glimmered as if paved with stars, and the air buzzed with the energy of unseen technology. The inhabitants of Biringan were like no humans I had ever seen – ethereal beings with eyes that held the depth of the universe. They welcomed me with smiles that warmed my soul, showing me around their magnificent city. I saw gardens where flowers sang in harmony, fountains that danced with iridescent light, and vast libraries with books that whispered their contents to me. As I explored this wonderous city, I learned of their advanced knowledge and the harmony they had achieved with nature. They shared with me their understanding of the cosmos, art that depicted realities beyond my comprehension, and music that resonated with the very essence of life. But as the first light of dawn began to touch the horizon, a gentle yet firm voice told me, "You must return to your world. Biringan is a secret, a legend that lives in whispers. Keep its memory in your heart, but let it remain hidden from the world." Reluctantly, I left Biringan, the gate closing silently behind me. When I returned to Gandara, it was as if no time had passed. No one believed my story, but I knew the truth. The memory of Biringan lives within me, a vivid echo of a world beyond understanding. I share this tale, not as a claim of truth, but as a testament to the wonders that may lie hidden, just beyond the veil of our perception.

First I had a random dream about something I can't even remember anymore ( It was so long ago) And the only thing that had stood out to me was the setting the dream took place in. I was walking down a pebble path and up some wooden stairs in a garden going towards a houses entrance. Anyway, years later my family was looking at buying a beach house and I was touring one for the first time when I looked down and was suddenly inside my exact dream moment walking in the same direction, with exactly the same surroundings. Thats it- I just found it freaky. This is not the only time I have lived my dreams before, just one of the craziest ones.

My friend and I were hanging out at another friends' house, we'd already been there for a few hours and things were calming down. I sat at one end of her couch in the living room while our other friend was sat at the opposite end, we were both falling asleep. I had my eyes closed and was close to passing out, but then I saw a lady standing at the other end of the room, staring at us, but my eyes were closed? Naturally, terrified of anything remotely spooky, I sat up and was breathing heavy, but at the exact time I had shot up scared, so did my other friend that was on the couch. We looked at each other and sort of exchanged these broken sentences, I asked her if she saw it too, and she said 'that lady', so we both ran out of the house and refused to go back in. It/she didn't feel threatening, I don't really know what the feeling around her was. She was just watching us, I didn't notice any emotion on/around her, and our third friend didn't see her at all (it was her house, maybe that has something to do with it, I don't know). She wore an old, common looking dress, earlier than the 1900s if I had to guess. And she had dark hair pulled back from her face. I'm a huge skeptic, and this is the only situation in my life that I can't logic out of. We were both falling asleep, eyes shut, and saw the same lady at the same time. I've never had any experiences after that, and never went back to that house either. I've always wondered why she was there. I looked up the house and it was built in 1976 with only two owners before them, so it seems unlikely she was connected to the house. Maybe the area? The other friend that was on the couch, she said her mom is a Medium, so I thought maybe the ghost lady was drawn to her and somehow I just ended up being an extra bystander.

There have been multiple multiple sittings of "supposed humans" that claim themsleve not to be either man or woman but a strange "variant" I.E. organic species that have been reported to be "time multi-dimensional beings" (Transgenerational orientation human beings)

Just a normal 2021 night, I was in my balcony just looking at the sky, all of the sudden I start seeing this pattern of lights tbh I though nothing since there's like an salon for parties like 500 meters near our house and when they have events you can see the party lights reflected in the clouds, after 3 minutes of seeing this pattern of lights (I know, slow mind) I notice there's was no party at this event salon, no music, no lights coming from the place, so I look right up and they are still there they kinda dissappeared for 2 minutes and then came back, after realizing that I clearly was looking at some UFO thing I just went back into the house

I usually walk my dogs by the ocean where I live. I will watch the stars and enjoy the peace and quiet of the ocean when I walk them at night quite often. One night around 12 am I looked out into the water and noticed these two huge balls of light lighting up the sky. They almost looked like big fireballs or flares. I had assumed it was a boat sailing into the harbour with lights on top of its masts but when I took my phone out to zoom into them I noticed there was nothing beneath them. So then I thought flares but of how high they were in the sky it made no sense. They also remained stationary with no sign of moving for at least 10 minutes. Then one faded out, then moved to a completely different spot, then reappeared. Then they would both fade out, then come back in a different spots but not at the same time. One light ended up reappearing almost a kilometre away and then the other one would also. It went on for about an hour and then they both faded out and did not come back. It might have been lights on top of a boat? Something to do with a military exercise out on the water with flares? I have tried to google it and see but haven't seen anything that was a without a doubt answer. I have not seen it since that night, and to be honest I am not sure I want to.

We lived in an old school, as young kids we played with this little girl our age that would appear out of thin air and disappeared when an adult would come our way. Only saw her in the old school part of the house. She appeared in front of my mom once, also she saved the house from burning down by waking me up one nigth when my brother had builded a town out of sheet of paper on the electric heater. The paper was starting to char and smoke when i ripped it off the radiator. No idea who she was or what happened to her, just realised she was a ghost when we got older

I was feeling a bit bored and decided to go on a walk in the middle of the night whyle it was dark out in august. I take the same path usually twoards a beach about 3 kilomiters away from my house and i just listen to music. But on this nights walk a bird followed me all the way almost to the beach wich was quite strange but i dont think the event im about to talk about is connected to that. I made it to the beach at about 4am in the morning and went to sit on the swing by the shore line, its a pretty place too surrounded by forests on both sides, so i swung for a bit whyle the music played. I was looking at the stars and wanted to hear the waves since it seemed quite relaxing and pieceful so i took off my headphones and... 3 seconds in i heard a screach from the disdance about 300 meters away that was so inhumanly loud and sounded like a distorted mix of human and a mountain lion. We dont have mountain lions here. It was the most horryfying sound ive heard.... I booked it twoards the street lights off in the disdance hoping whatever it is, is really far away and thank the sky i didnt remember this fact... But of course i remembered it whyle i was walking one side twoards the open forest on a narrow road by the street, that 40 minute walk back was an amount of dred I would not like to experience again. But its not over yet, about a year before that event i heard the same thing in the forest at noon whyle i was walking and it sounded closer. Heres a horryfying thought, maybe ill keep hearing it till it gets so close it will reach me, whatever it may be. Non the less i will not walk in dark places alone for a long long time.

I was swimming in the creek at mount warning with my friend a couple of years back, everything was completely normal up until my friend went back to our campsite to get something and then I became very aware that I was down in the creek alone, I began to paddle my way back to shore when I heard splashing behind me and when I turned around there was a girl with brown hair and in a white dress lying face down in the water. I screamed and ran for my life then notifying my family of what I had seen. That wasn’t all either on the same trip we went and did the mount warning trail however me being me I decided that taking it slow and easy was the way to go as the rest of my family and friends went in a little further. When I was casually strolling I heard a twig behind me break (I know literally a scene from a horror movie) when I turned around I saw a dark figure quickly hide behind a tree, I began running and as I was running I could see this dark figure almost running in sync with me but behind the tree line. I am a proud bunjalung women and This was before I was in touch with my culture, I now know that women with indigenous background are not allowed to climb that mountain

My first paranormal experience. I was just 6 years old, going at a new school. This is an old building, 100 plus or so. Here in Mexico we do the flag honors and stuff, right after that there was a little break. Just as the anthem starts I look up to the center building and there's a girl up there, in a room we're not supposed to go, because there was a lot of unused furniture and such, so there were also spiders, maybe rats. Just as I notice the girl, there is a strong wind that closes the wooden blind, so fast that it opens again... And she's not there. From that moment on, I started dreaming about her, recurring dreams about a house on fire, some apartment and a hotel. Every single night, for a couple months, then one night I wake up and she's there, standing next to my bed, watching me. I was so terrified. The next night it happened again and again, until I gathered enough courage to try to talk to her, but she never talked, just started to appear in the burning house I still dreamed about. This went on, until I was 14, so 8 years of tired nights and being afraid of my own room, the last year was the worst, because something else showed up at my room, a tall black figure, well tall is an understatement, it was a humanoid figure, that reached the ceiling, but still it was bent over, so it's back was touching the ceiling, that night the girl was not watching me, nor that thing... From that moment on, the tall thing and the girl were always there, with their backs turned on me, I figured the day that thing turned around and looked at me, something awful would happen, but same as it started it stopped, one night I woke up and I was alone, no more dreams, no more girl, the thing never looked at me, but I still wonder, what it was, what she wanted and if it is truly over.

While waiting outside to be picked up by my parents from an extracurricular. I noticed two bright orange lights circling around one another in the night sky, but with the way they were moving it was clearly two separate entities in the sky. Once I realised I wasn’t seeing things I directed some of my friends to look up at the sky where they too saw the exact thing, although none of them seemed as interested in the lights as me and just brushed them off. I didn’t see them leave though as my parents picked me up shortly after.

Saw an old woman walking barefoot through the field with just a white nightgown on. Came out from the trees and stood and looked over a little lake / pond. She stood and looked for a good 10 minutes before turning around and walking off into the dark. It was about 1am during the start of winter

I was with some friends at night, when I saw a tall dark shadow-like figure, just staring at me. We also had a light, and it would blink SOS in morse code.

I had attended a wedding on September 11, 2021, one of the first since the COVID-19 pandemic. It was my cousin's wedding in Fortín de las Flores, a town en route to Córdoba Veracruz, Mexico. This town, once a famous vacation spot, peaked in popularity years ago. My maternal grandparents even spent their honeymoon there in the mid-1950s. However, now far from its glorious past, it is merely a transit town with a nearly abandoned hotel, emanating an eerie atmosphere. We were part of a large group, and I stayed with my wife in a bedroom that was divided into two rooms by a bathroom. On the first night, Friday, aside from the disgust we felt due to the dirt and a dead cockroach in the bathroom, nothing unusual occurred. However, my wife sensed a presence in the room, as if someone was intently watching her from a corner. The following day, we learned that a friend from our group had felt unwell during the night, and his wife mentioned he had spoken in his sleep with someone else. The wedding day itself was normal; the ceremony was held in a nearby garden, and we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. Everything went perfectly for the bride and groom. We returned to the hotel and went to sleep, the effects of alcohol helping us overlook the filth. In the middle of the night, I woke up abruptly, gasping for air, as if someone had covered my mouth to prevent me from breathing. It took me a few minutes to regain my breath, and I began to cough. Confused about what had happened and seeing my wife visibly frightened only intensified my fear, especially when I noticed a small human bite mark near my shoulder. Its angle made self-infliction impossible. My wife, who was in a separate bed, had not bitten me, and her bite marks are larger. We tried to downplay the incident that night to avoid overthinking. However, upon recounting the story the next day, we came to the unsettling realization that we had experienced a paranormal event.

One night, I had randomly woken up because my dad was still playing his guitar, like he normally does, but it was 4-6 in the morning. I got up, and went out into the living room to tell him to stop but he wasnt there, and i kept hearing the guitar. I looked in his bedroom and there he was, sleeping, but i could still hear him playing. Im shocked, so i take a moment to see if im ACTUALLY awake or not, and yes, I was. I pinched myself, touched the wall and ran water on my skin to confirm, i was in fact awake. I didn't turn any lights on but i looked all around and there was no identifiable source from where the music was coming from. You see, my dad only ever plays this one tune because he knows nothing else so I know it was his music. It sounded so distant, yet right there in front of me. Im not sre how to explain it. I realized something is going on that i probably shouldn't think too much of, for my own well being and went back into bed, and fell asleep, still hearing the distant sound of my dads guitar playing. I've never experienced auditory hallucinations like that before in my life. and no, there were no electric devices playing either that couldve been the reason.

For a long time when I was a kid, at night as i'd fall asleep, something would grab my leg. For many nights, but never in a row, once and a while I would feel a hand gently wrap around my lower leg, or ankle. I'd feel a weight press on me, where it grabbed. Something in me told me to never open my eyes when this happened and i never did. I wold just stay as still as possible. I only lived with my dad, and he never came in my room. That weight would stay on my ankle until i'd fall asleep, and when i'd wake up, it would no longer be there. I did have a dog who died before all that... Maybe it was her, but still very creepy.

It’s been known for a long time this is a ufo hot spot by locals One time we were driving back down the mountain towards Picton. Me and my brother were in the backseat. As we’re driving down to the left there were two hills that crossed into a gully together, and as we’re passing the hill it shows the gully and the beautiful full moon sitting in between. It was so bright you could see it shining on us and we didn’t even know it was a full moon. We both looked at it and we’re talking about how beautiful it was and how big! it was. I remember it being huge and bright. You couldn’t see any of the indents in it. It was pure white As we pass the hills and talking about how big it was I looked around and seen that the moon was actually directly above us, and its actual size. Me and my brother started freaking out as that wasn’t the moon between the hills.

It was Taken during a bad thunderstorm in late summer, I was on my way to work. I didn't know until I got the film developed that it was a ufo

So what happened was I was trying to fall asleep one night and at 3:00 a.m. roughly a bunch of strange noises were coming from both outside and inside the house I'm sleeping in and it still happens every night it's really strange and I can't explain it my best guess is a ghost. And yeah that's it.

It was 12:30 and I was on the roof and I looked at the sky and saw a big luminous object, not one of them, that looks like a flying saucer.

What looked like a meteor surrounded by flames and then it just stopped. Flames extinguished and a red orb was left motionless for about 5 seconds and then it proceeded to move east across the sky changing colours, as it moved. It then shot directly upwards, then stopped and continued moving east changing colours from red to orange to yellow to blue and continued moving east until it was out of our sight.

It was a normal day, we used to play on our houses rooftop my and my siblins (moroccan houses have accessible roof tops with walls around them). but then I don't remember how my siblings were gone... And I was feeling weird and everything was blurred... I heard a helicopter and when I lifted my head to the sky... It was a black helicopter passing over the house maybe 50 feet above the house. it was so close. and that's literally all I remember.

It was my first time travelling abroad and I chose Brighton for many reasons, but one of them being the strange feeling of familiarity since I read a book when I was around 10. When the main character said she was studying in Brighton and described the area, I could picture all the details in my head so, when I googled it, everything was exactly how I imagined. It never happened to me before, so it stuck in my head for years and years until I finally got there. I was there to study and just have a good time, but the feelings I got there were all very different for me. Most of them were very good, but some of them were... not exactly bad, but strange I'd say. I don't know if you've ever been there but the city has one side that's all Brighton and another side that's all Hove. All the things out of ordinary happened to me while in Brighton. Like the fact that I knew how to find famous places like the museums without needing to check routes on maps, but I got lost several times walking to the school almost everyday (the school was in Hove). The normal thing for me is to get lost, even here where I've lived my whole life I still lose my way (I have diagnosed ADHD and the doc said this is one of the common things that happen to me). In specific streets, I would feel like I've been there before and have feelings of things happening there. When I arrived at the house I was staying, I asked the hostess if I could light a candle, since my religion works a lot with them and I just wanted to thank all my guides for getting there safe. I had a very turbulent journey. She said of course I could, she was very respectful about everything. I lighted my candle the evening after but unfortunately I ended up falling asleep and woke up in the middle of the night with a strange noise of plastic bags being moved around. I could tell it was around 3 or 4 am because the bedroom was dark but there was a natural light coming from the window that you only get late at night, almost morning. It took me a few seconds to understand what was going on, at first I thought the hostess was in my bedroom cleaning things up because i could see a shadowy figure on their backs collecting things from the floor. When I moved to sit up on the bed, the figure turned to me so quickly that scared me so hard I couldn't move. The moment it looked at me and I looked at it I got goosebumps... It was literally it, a shadow. No face, no nothing. Just a shadow. It came running towards me as if it wanted to suffocate me, I could feel some anger coming from it but, the moment it "touched" my neck it disappeared like smoke. It had touched the rosary my friend had given me before the trip, at the time he told me to wear it at all times, specially if I feel anxious about anything as if he knew something weird was going to happen. I believe it was something from the house that didn't want to be seen but, after that day, nothing else happened there so I guess the candle did its work on the cleansing. However, I never lighted any other candle in the same room as me since then.

O tempo se distorceu. Estava na cozinha usando o celular, deixei ele em cima da mesa e fui preparar algo para comer. Ao voltar para a mesa, vi que o celular havi sumido. Ele estava ali poucos minutos atrás e simplesmente sumiu. Estava sozinha em casa, procurei em cada canto por quase 40 minutos e só encontrei no quarto, na parte superior da casa. Eu fiquei completamente duvidando da minha sanidade. Na mesma semana avistei UFOs na mesma região. Moro numa casa de praia e nos finais de tarde (após as 5pm) é comum vê-los sobre o mar ---- "Time seemed distorted. I was in the kitchen using my phone, left it on the table, and went to prepare something to eat. When I returned, the phone had disappeared. It was there just minutes before and vanished. I was alone at home, searched every corner for nearly 40 minutes, and only found it in the bedroom upstairs. I was completely doubting my sanity. That same week, I saw UFOs in the same area. I live in a beach house, and in the late afternoons (after 5pm), it's common to see them over the sea."

Myself and my best friend were lying on the pavement in front of my house looking at the stars as it was a clear night, we saw a star moving quite fast and suddenly stop. Then another 3/4 stars came towards it from different directions and stopped also creating a circle. They all the. Starting vibrating in their places. We ran inside once we saw that.

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

When I was 7 I saw a Victorian Era dressed girl (whitey-blue dress) with long brown hair with a ribbon in it and she was holding a teddy bear she look like she had drowned but she wasn’t wet her her skin dull and pale dark brown eyes and this was in the what I believe was the old after school care room…. It absolutely terrified me

A group of us were camping at the campsite about 4 families including 12 kids. I was a teenager in charge of the younger ones and my older brother my little sister and I led the kids on a hike down a nearby trail that we had walked down the day before, we knew it circled back around if we took the third left turn. Arriving at the third left turn we decided to go straight for a little bit and would double back after seeing what was further up the path, sitting under a tree in the shadow appeared to be some sort of dog, we got closer wondering if it was lost but It wasn’t a dog, it was way bigger, it was basically like a black panther the big teeth pointed ears that turned back as it hissed at us and lept towards us we all saw it and screamed and sprinted back to the parents visibly shaken and trying to get them to understand what we saw they didn’t believe us and said it was a dog. All of us still talk and remember it to this day. I’ve regularly gone back and tried looking for it but haven’t ever seen it since. I know in my heart it was a giant cat of some sort, it was all black and it was fast.

I was working in the Pooler (Savannha GA) Area I love ghost hunting I brought my eldest son to visit and explore Savannah with me. We did a couple of ghost tours, and our last tour of the night was with the Sorrel Weed House. Amazing History without the ghost stories that extend to wars before the city was built. I became friends with the group there and was allowed to come and explore almost every weekend. At first, I did not get much, there was weird things that did happen but also could be explained as something else. On this night the plan was for me to explore on my own but there were two older gals that were open to the experience but were not well versed in ghost hunting. The guide asked if could go with them and help them get a good experience. We were in the ladies sitting room. One of the ladies and myself was sitting on the couch and her friend was right by the door to the hallway the door was open but from me to her was about 10-12 feet away. The lady that was sitting next to me made the comment "I wish something would happen". I told her. "It is like fishing when you want it to happen nothing does." As soon as I said that about two seconds later the two of us heard whistling that was picked up on my GoPro, iPhone, and also on the Sorrel/Weed house live feed that they do. There was no one else on that floor. I asked the other groups in the house if anybody was whistling. The other groups responded with an astounding no. I attached the file of just the whistle. The gal that was 10 feet away from did not hear the whistle at all. I have done other paranormal experiences and ghost hunting this was the coolest thing that has happened to me so far that I have been able to capture.

I was looking out my window when I saw strange small blueish light up in the sky so I I grabbed my binoculars I couldn't find it again but about an hour of so later I spotted it again and now I'm realy confused but then it got closer and to the point where I could see the individual lights on it but then just as I saw it it flew away faster than I've ever seen.

Lived in this pretty neat but old apartment with my partner for a few years although we kept feeling absolutely frightened whenever we would have to go to the basement to put in/take out clothes from the washing machine that was down there. The only access to the basement was from a trap door on the kitchen floor. The stairs were extremely steep and the basement was unfinished. Facing back to when one would go down, there was the only half-finished room in the basement was about three meters long by three meters. The ceiling was VERY low, about 6 feet low. There wasn't anything in that room. Just a light in the middle, on the ceiling. The room had four walls but no door, just an opening in the wall. If we could've had a door, we would've locked it, because that room had extremely bad vibes. The rest of the basement was unfinished and had random abandoned/broken furniture laying around. You could not see the end of the basement because of the very poor lighting down there, which also participated in the creepiness. One night as we were having some pointless argument about dirty dishes, we were in my office, which was right above the tiny empty room in the basement. As our voices starting getting louder during the fight, we were interrupted by an extremely loud scream that was coming from the basement. A woman screaming so loud it turned into a gurgle as the voice broke. We could feel the floor shaking. We turned pale and wondered what the heck happened. We did not want to go downstairs to check, but there was no way to enter the basement other than the trap door from the kitchen; no windows, nothing. The trap door was always blocked by our small kitchen table and a chair, and it was that way on that night. So no one could've entered the basement. After a while, my (now ex) partner decided to go down to check because what if there was a woman trapped down there. So I went along. Nobody was there. We checked around with our phone lights. Nothing. The tiny room had broken glass scattered around because the lightbulb exploded somehow. I had showed the room to a friend the day before (every first visit of the apartment included a visit in that odd room), the light was fine then. No idea what happened down there, we never spoke about it and we both moved out shortly after this as we seperated. Couldn't've been a neighbor and the only next-door neighbor that could've heard it was absent that night.

I used to live in a small town next to the city of Granada. It just carried a weird vibe in general. The house i was living in had a lot of land and a lot of witchcraft used to be practiced there. One night i went to bed with my bedroom door open, when its opened you can look straight down the hallway. I woke up in the middle of the night and started looking at the hallway. My dog had passed away a few months prior, but there he was in the hallway. I made eye contact with him and he got on his legs standing like a human and walked out of the hallway. I remember vividly how his eyes looked the way they did before he died he had cataracts. I slept with my door closed after that until i moved out of that house.

My apartment is haunted by the previous owner who died in 2011, I often hear knocking on the closet or footsteps in the room that used to be his, and my electronics glitch when I spend time in his room.

I lived in this house when i was around 9 and 10. Before moving into this house i remember that when we went to tour it, we made jokes it was haunted because a lot of the windows on doors were smashed from the wind. Somehow i still ended up living there. It was a historic house that nuns live in and sew things for sailors from the 1300s or 1400s. I might be a little off on the details but you can google it. The house had obviously been updated since then but it still held a lot of its original details such as door frames and ceilings and attic things that were too historical to get rid of it was a very unique house. The patio was built around ruins of a church or mosque. For the year i lived here many strange occurrences happened. I would go to sleep and wake up to everything in my room being somewhere different and it would get gradually worse and disorganized. I once woke up to a shelf being moved slightly but in a way that was very noticeable. Id wake up in the middle of the night and in my room just watching me there would be a lady in a very old dress maybe from the 1700s just staring at me. There was also a family i would make up to being in my doorway, different kind of clothes then the other lady but it was a mother, father, little boy and a baby in a baby carriage but they would usually go away when they saw me awake. I remember a few times going downstairs to the kitchen to get water at night and the counter was just turned into a bar and there would be 5 to 10 people sitting there and the bartender would be in the kitchen behind the counter, but they would just look at me and continue on. They all didnt seem like living people, they had a weird aura around them that you could kind of see and were kind of cloudy and transparent if that makes sense. The attic was also just a very weird area of the house, it had the normal footsteps and noises i would not go up there much. The whole energy to this house was just very off and some of the things ive seen there were just unexplanable. i would just try to live with it there.

Entered the abandoned farm house here and saw a pentagram in the basement which was fine. Upon leaving at midnight tho things got weird. We started to hearing loud moans coming from upstairs at which point we booked it and ran out of the house. When we turned back we saw what can only be described as a demon/ghost looking thing staring at us from the window on the top floor at the back of the house. Did not leave the house for weeks after this

While out exploring at night with some buddies, we came across an area with a bunch of empty coffee cans. One of my buddies told us to come look at what he found and it ended up being a coffee can with singed hairs and small animal bones in it. Unfortunately I didnt get any pictures because we immediately got in the car and left. With this encounter being near a indian reservation we didnt take any risks. I always get an off feeling near gunlock and the res, like im being watched or tracked.

Since Roman Empire days, a small Roman Village was build in this area with a deep cult to the roman god Somnus, personification of sleep and brother to Mors, the personification of death. Nowadays this area records higher statistics of death by taking their own lives than the average. This is attributed to this ancient cult and the underground water, which makes people from this area start to lose sanity during their sleep, hearing its murmur. Other events include strange placed shadows during daytime, sounds coming from literally nothing and the mutual agreement on not talking about this and ignore it even when it happens in front of you.

Happened in my house, woke up later in the night to knocking that i know does not happen normally. I was paranoid and asked ‘who are you’ to which it replied with four knocks. I used the alphabet along with the knocks and got the name debbie. God knows.

it was late one night, and I was driving with my boyfriend just under the main north road bridge. When we noticed something in the rear view mirror. It was a big square shaped thing flying behind the car. It looked like a mirror, it was reflecting the trees we were driving past. We both freaked out and my boyfriend floored it, the object flew over us and into the distance we drove all the way back home in fear. I have never had another encounter like it.

Me and 3 other lads went on a mountain drive stopped the car to chill got out and sat on the rock ledge and we were just looking into the sky chatting and I saw what I thought originally was a shooting star because it seemed too high to be a plane but I wasn't sure. Anyway it stopped in the sky and i told the boys to look they saw it stop I was thinking ahh maybe its a helicopter but just as quick as it stopped it started flying backwards and all of the lads saw it bar one of them because he wasnt wearing his glasses. it stopped and went backwards too quickly to be a helicopter and it seemed as far away as the stars. normally on planes or helicopters you see the flashing red and green lights on them but this was just white like the colour of a star and there was no engine noise.

ghost lady at the foot of my my bed caused me to randomly wake up at 3:33am, caused my heart to race for a second, but there wasn't any real big fear, didn't sense anything malicious, she just chillin tbh she looked asian-ish I think, idk if she had blood on her face or not, hard to see features or details as she was translucent and it was dark. I think she had a very very slight dark blue tint but just barely. idk how tall she was, she was either like 7 feet tall or she was floating. she was looking at me sleep I think. as soon as I woke up i was wide awake

About a year and a half ago my coworker had to stay the bright for several weeks in the basement of my workplace, during that time she said she felt a presence in the space. After a week of feeling this presence she woke up one night to find a kindly grandmother, this spirit spoke in soft friendly tone before vanishing.

Eu era bem novo, tinha uns 12 anos ferias de julho, meu amigo da mesma idade q era meu vizinho e a gente estudava junto, tinha uma fazenda em campo grande ms dai a gente passou 1 semana la dai numa tarde, a gente foi buscar o cavalo no pasto, era meio distante e tinha muita plantação de milho e soja dai a gente avistou o cavalo bem distante, so q ele tava deitado era umas 18h ja chegando a noite dai a gente foi chegando perto do cavalo pra saber o q tinha acontecido, dai meu amigo me fala ' Ricardo ( nome mudado ), olha pro ceu 'tinham 3 luzes vermelhas girando, em forma de triangulo e voava bem rapido de uma ponta do horizonte pra outra aviao nao fazia aquilo dai as luzes sumiram mas a gente foi acometido por uma paralisia q deixou a gente com os musculos duros, a gente nao conseguia se mexer pra nada nem abrir a boca pra falar a gente tinha ficado bem ao lado duma plantação de milho eu so conseguia mexer os olhos dai a gente começou a ouvir um barulho vindo da plantação como se alguem tivesse andando mas eu tava de costas, nao dava pra virar a cabeça nem pro lado mas como sempre usei oculos, eu conseguia ver pelo reflexo o que tinha arás de mim, pela lente mesmo eu nao queria ter visto rsrsr dai aparece uma figura, olhando pra gente tinha colocado o tronco e a cabeça pra fora do milharal, uma visao que ate hj me arrepia os pelos dos braços aquilo era muito feio... olhos puxados, nao era aqueles olhos ovais nao mas a cabeça da criatura era alongada, e muito palido se tinha boca, nao consguia ver, parecia bem pequena mas ficou ali, uns 2 minutos olhando a gente e eu só conseguia tremer , e chorava assustado eu e meu amigo q tava logo a minha frente, ele sim viu a 'coisa' de frente pra ele eu via o terror na cara dele depois, o bicho entrou de volta pro milharal o cavalo se levantou, e saiu em disparada e a paralisia soltou a gente, q caimos no chao, moles de medo mas com aquela vontade desgraçada de sair correndo, mas a gente tava dolorido pra caramba doia tudo mesmo assim a gente começou a andar rapido pra fazenda sem dizer uma palavra dai logo mais a noite todo mundo na mesa na hora da janta, eu contei pro pai do meu amigo e o pai dele tipo fez aquela cara tipo ' então vcs tb viram '... nao disse nada, nem desconversou... só fez aquele silencio e todo mundo olhando um pra cara do outro...depois desse dia meu amigo nao foi mais o mesmo.... sempre distante olhando pro nada... uns anos atras eu consegui falar com ele pelo orkut, e cai na besteira de perguntar pra ele se ele se lembrava daquilo ele disse q nao sabia de nada, e sumiu, apagou a conta, e perdi o contato com ele de novo... foi isso... ja contei pra alguns amigos ufologos sobre isso, e eles me disseram, q a gente passou pelos mesmos padroes de contato de 3° grau, e a gente teve sorte de nao ter ' sido levados ' pela criatura

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I was very young, around 12 years old, during the July holidays. My friend, who was the same age and lived next door, and I studied together, had a farm in Campo Grande, MS, where we spent a week. One afternoon, we went to fetch a horse from the pasture, which was quite far and surrounded by corn and soy fields. We saw the horse lying down from a distance. As it was getting dark around 6 p.m., we approached the horse to see what had happened. My friend then told me to look at the sky, where we saw three red lights spinning in a triangle formation, moving rapidly across the horizon in a way no airplane could, before the lights disappeared. Suddenly, we were overcome by a paralysis that made our muscles stiff, leaving us unable to move or speak. We were right next to a cornfield and could only move our eyes. We started to hear noises from the cornfield as if someone was walking there. I could see a figure through the reflection in my glasses, peering out from the corn, which was a very chilling sight. The creature had elongated, very pale head with unusual eyes, and stared at us for about two minutes. After it retreated, the paralysis lifted, and the horse ran away. We were left terrified and in pain, but managed to return to the farm without speaking. Later, at dinner, I shared our experience, and it seemed to be acknowledged in silence, hinting at a known phenomenon. My friend changed after that day, becoming distant. Years later, he denied remembering the event before disappearing. I've shared this story with ufologist friends who believe we experienced a third-degree contact and were lucky not to have been taken by the creature.

Neste dia eu estava vendo filmes com meus avós de noite.Estavamos na sala onde havia uma grande janela com visão para fora (obs:meus avós moravam em uma fazenda).Meu vô fala muito durante filmes,em um momento ele ficou completamente calado então olhei para ele que estava olhando para o lado fora da casa como um zumbi,quando eu e minha vó vimos o que era ficamos surpresas. Vi uma espécie de prato enorme e prateado no céu,tinha uma bola de vidro verde em cima e havia duas silhuetas humanóides nele.Se passou alguns segundos e saiu uma luz verde muito forte desse disco pretendo,vi uma silhueta subindo por essa luz e logo um grande clarão.quando voltamos "ao normal" o filme já tinha acabado,ou seja,o que para nós durou segundos na verdade foram horas. Esse acontecimento ficou marcado em minha vida,tenho alguns outros também,talvez eu conte alguns outros depois.

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On this day, I was watching movies at night with my grandparents in the living room of their farmhouse. During the movie, my talkative grandfather suddenly became silent and stared outside like a zombie. My grandmother and I were surprised to see a huge, silver disc in the sky with a green glass ball on top and two humanoid silhouettes. Seconds later, a bright green light shot out from the disc, and we saw a silhouette ascend into it, followed by a flash. When we "returned to normal," the movie had ended, and what felt like seconds had actually been hours. This event marked my life, and I have other stories that I might share later.

My roommate went to this school and told me this story. A friend of his went on a walk with another friend and passed a children's playground. They saw a dark figure about seven feet tall with red eyes, its limbs too long to be human, sitting criss-cross on top of a slide. As they approached, the figure looked up and began to chase them on all fours. The two ran back to their dorms at the college. A few weeks later, one of the guys who initially saw the figure (we'll call him Dan) went to a meeting in the upstairs portion of an old dorm building. This building has long been thought to have been haunted and is no longer used as living space — it's just storage and meeting rooms. He went to a meeting room upstairs for a club meeting before another friend arrived confused. She said she had seen him downstairs just then in different clothes before he left the building. Dan assured her that he had been in the meeting room for about ten minutes, so that couldn't have been him outside. She described the clothes she saw him in downstairs — and it was the same outfit Dan initially encountered the dark figure in. A bit after that, a fraternity sent their recruits to the basement of the building for some light hazing, since they thought the building was haunted by no more than your average ghost. It went horribly awry. The shadow-demon from before had taken up residence in the basement. It threw things around before attacking one of the boys. They ran out of the basement — one of them even Facetimed his priest. Another recruit had deep gashes in his arm that looked to be from claws. There have been other sightings of this entity, known as Jimmy, since then in various places around campus after dark. (He's Jimmy because he's slim like a Slim Jim.)

I was driving home, waiting at the red light at the intersection of Grant St. and Memorial Dr, facing what was then Young Augustine's bar. I'm at this intersection daily, so I'm intimately familiar with it. The light in the bar's parking lot flickered out. I then saw a shadowy figure. It was about the full height of the bar's building. It didn't match the pattern of the surrounding shadows, and since it was at sunset, I could tell there wasn't anyone in or near the bar that could be casting it. It seemed to move briefly across the front of the bar (headed west) before disappearing.

My wife had just waken up to go to the restroom and she was recording a video to show me her allergies. Within the vid, you hear a voice say “Hey Isabel”… when she came back to bed, she replayed the vid and heard it, it woke me up asking questions. She was freaked out a bit, but also intrigued.