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fading jasper
peak lily
I have one short, simple one that happened to me! Basically: when I was around 8 or 9 years old I was at my grandma's home (its good to note this house was extremly haunted by atleast 2 spirits, I'm confident one of which was a Demon. It was a very unpleasant, violent spirit) they both lived upstairs pretty much, that's where all the paranormal activities usually came from. I was standing at the bottom of the stairs looking up towards the top, and a slipper, my grandma's pink slipper came flying down the stairs and smacked me right in the head. Nobody was upstairs, every one was downstairs. Naturally, I was perplexed and took off and got my cousin to tell him what had happened. When we went back to the stairs, an entire pile of slippers and shoes (including the slippers I was whacked with) were all neatly lined up in a row on one of the stairs. There's been multiple incidents of things happening to people in the house, but that's the one and only experience I personally had happen to me.
azure thorn
When I was 14 years old, my grandmother got very sick. The family found out that she had cancer. I was heartbroken and devastated, I enjoyed spending time with my grandmother. She had several treatments done, with no success. The cancer had taken over.
I remember watching her, lying in the hospital bed, when we were there for one of the last visits, not knowing how many more we had. Time was closing in. She was moving her hands in the air. Not quickly, but up and down, and back and forth, like she was doing something. Her eyes were closed and she was not speaking, but was mumbling.
I asked my Dad, “What is grandma doing?” He replied, “She must be arranging things. Making sure everything is in place before she leaves.” This made me feel confused and even worse. We went home and had planned on seeing her the next morning. A couple hours after being home though, we got the call. My grandmother had just taken her last breath. I cried myself to sleep that night.
I had just turned 15, and ended up missing a whole week of school, and had homework to do. My cousin and I had read a eulogy at her funeral of all the times we had spent with her. We made and decorated cakes, ginger bread houses, played games, she was a big factor in my life at that time. She was a very special lady to me.
I remember being in my bedroom, still working on this load of homework. When all of a sudden, there was a bright white light in the doorway. I could see it out of the corner of my eye. I lifted my head up from my homework, but then thought to myself to not look, it may disappear. I sat there, with my head back down looking at my paper in awe! I couldn’t believe how bright and white the light was! It filled the whole doorway and slightly was in my room, even with my light on. The light stayed there for what seemed like an eternity, when in reality, it was merely a few seconds. Just as fast as the light appeared, it was gone. I lifted my head and looked at the doorway. I started to cry. Did I really just see that? Was it just my imagination? I got back to my homework.
Seconds into continuing homework, both of my sisters barged into my room. They looked confused, but excited. They both asked “Did you see that?!?” At first I wasn’t sure what they meant, when I realized they saw the light too! We weren't really sure at the time what it meant. Was it some coincidence that they all saw the same thing? Was it their grandmother checking in on them?
To this day, I still believe it was her, and have only seen the light one other time. I like to believe it is family checking on us, but is it?
mental jay
-The Bloody Mary story/origin
-Lizzie Borden Axe murders
-Witches Forest
-Queen Mary Castle
-Queen Marry Ship
-Draculas Castle (Vlad the impaler)
-Waverley Hills
-Goldfield Hotel and the town
-West Virginia State Penitentiary (one of my favorite topics because it shows how crazy history is)
supple lagoon
storm hornet
When I was around 3 years old my family lived in a 4-plex. We lived in one of the front apartments, my grandpa and my uncle lived in the very last apartment and the two other apartments were occupied by non-family members.
Around 2-3 AM every night for a week my parents would hear what appeared to be someone bouncing a basketball. They tried their best to ignore it as to not cause any problems with the neighbors thinking the bouncing of the ball wouldn't last very long.
Eventually, my parents began to become suspicious of who could be bouncing a ball around. It obviously wasn't me or my parents, nor my grandpa or uncle and the other neighbors were on vacation. This made my parents come to the conclusion that the family with two kids were likely the ones who were bouncing this ball around at this hour of night.
They let two more nights pass hoping the event wouldn't persist but it did. On Saturday morning after an almost sleepless night my father had finally had enough and decided to politely confront the neighbors to ask them to stop bouncing the ball because we were trying to sleep. When the neighbors were confronted, they told my dad they thought I was the one bouncing the ball every night.
Up until this moment my parents didn't know the ages of their kids nor did the neighbors know how old I was. My father told him I was too young to bounce a basketball around being that I was only 3 years old and I didn't even have a basketball. The neighbor said that their youngest was only two years old and their oldest was 10 but they also did not own a basketball.
They apologized to each other and left things there as they were. That same night they heard it one last time before it was never heard again.
Up until this day there has never been a reasonable explanation for the occurrences experienced throughout that week. I witnessed three events myself and the others were witnessed by family members who also lived in one of the many 4-plexes in the area.
simple oriole
When I was 6 months old my parents and I moved into a new house and stayed there for years. When I was 9 living there we had opened a air vent in my room because it had a weird smell. We opened it and just lots dust was In it and underneath it was some money. It’s was 20$ and we had taken it out just for keeps. That night we opened the vent I hear these moaning sounds like if someone was trying to talk and I had this feeling that someone was watching me. I couldn’t sleep that night so I had asked if I can cover up the air vent and I was allowed, but that night I still felt being watched and hearing things. When I got 20$ I slid it through the vent, and that night I was able to sleep. I nowadays live in a different house so I don’t experience this anymore.
umbral oasis
The story dialogues are done by Victor, the one that told the story in the radio program
This story was told by a retired member of the Peruvian Navy named Victor on a radio program called "Journey to Another Dimension" in the year 2020. The Amazon rainforest is a vast place that not only houses a wide variety of vegetation and fauna, but also holds numerous mysteries due to much of its territory remaining unexplored, harboring many areas where creatures that defy explanation are said to dwell. The following story happened to a group of military personnel who had an encounter with an unknown being while patrolling the jungle in search of terrorists in the year 1993. Victor was in charge of an 18-member patrol from the Peruvian Navy, located in an area near Pucallpa (Peruvian jungle), when suddenly, during their patrol, Victor started counting all his personnel and counted 19 individuals. He counted again and still had 19 members. The personnel were dressed in their military gear since there was a lot of terrorism in the area during that time; they were camouflaged and it was difficult to distinguish who was who. The soldiers had a secret code that they were supposed to use in emergency cases as a recognition method. This is common among military personnel. Victor started calling them one by one and asked for their secret code, and there was one person who didn't know the military recognition code... When they realized it and observed this person closely, it became evident that this individual didn't belong to their group, nor to another patrol, and didn't even belong to the Peruvian Navy.
This "entity," baptized as Yoshin, began to pursue and attack the soldiers. Obviously, the soldiers defended themselves by shooting at it, but the entity fled quickly. However, the entity started harassing them for 5 kilometers.
"We were a combat patrol, tasked with combating terrorism in 1993," Victor explains.
The patrol area was near the Utiquinia River; it was daytime and the sky was completely illuminated. During the personnel check that we conduct periodically, we found that there was an additional person. When I did the count, I was surprised to find that I had 19 individuals under my command.
After discovering, through the secret code, that there was a person who shouldn't be there, I ordered them to shoot, and my 18 soldiers fired at the same time. The bullets didn't harm it, and the hill disappeared into the jungle. The curious thing is that it didn't shed any blood or fluids despite the barrage of bullets that had been fired at it.
"Far from thinking it was a spirit, due to the person's clarity and the sunlight, I believed it was an infiltrator."
We continued advancing along our route. After 20 minutes, I conducted a new count of the soldiers, and again, there were 19.
"I started checking each one, and the entity had duplicated one of my soldiers. I asked for the passphrase, and one responded correctly while the other started to move away. So, I ordered fire against him again, and the same thing happened—he fled even though the bullets had hit him.
This repeated two more times, but the last time it duplicated me, Victor. 'It was like seeing myself in a mirror.'
We gathered in a sort of half-moon formation, and the entity positioned itself in the middle. It seemed as if it was playing with us, since our bullets had no effect on it.
'I grabbed my rifle and shot it directly in the head, in the forehead.'
I asked, "Who are you or what are you?" and the only thing that entity did was step back, turn to look at us, and laugh before walking away.
"My personnel were in shock, as no one had prepared us for something like this. Military training doesn't include being ready for such strange experiences."
As it was already nighttime, we set up a camp to spend the night.
"It was 2 in the morning. I went out on rounds to check that the personnel were awake when, in the distance, I saw what looked like a light, somewhere between blue and green, approaching."
"It was a flying object coming at an altitude of 50 meters above the ground. Through the scope, I could see that it was the size of a house and looked like an oval rock rotating on its axis," and then it left.
"I think what we encountered wasn't any demonic creature, but rather something extraterrestrial."
"I believe they were testing us."
When we arrived back at the barracks and filed our reports about what had happened, both I and the soldiers under my command had matching accounts. Additionally, the satellite recorded the trace of our shots, and everything matched up.
supple basalt
I lived in a house that always seemed to be dark, even when the curtains and blinds were open. I just always felt dark. My children and I would wake up and have scratches in clusters of 3 on our bodies, and we'd find scratches in clusters of 3 on the walls. My daughter had a dream that she walked into my room and found me there headless, even though she was sleeping with me that night. One day I got the kids into the car on my way to work, and ran back into the house to turn off the lights, and I was pushed by what felt like two very large hands down the stairs and broke my tailbone. The next day, my son found an Ouija Board behind our shed in the back yard. With all of the scratches, nightmares, and now the physical manifestation of being pushed down the stairs, we decided to move. As we were packing, we had a TV that was unplugged turn itself on and off. We packed faster. We decided to drive by the house a few weeks ago, and it is abandoned, unkempt, and has been for sale for what looks like a very long time...you can barely make our the realtor's logo, name, and phone number. I'm guessing we weren't the only ones to be tormented in that house.
fierce canyon
I have 2 stories from my childhood where I had a very vivid hallucination. I had nightmares for years afterwards. So a little back story: my family was in a very cultish church at the time. I had fire and brimstone sermons drilled in my head to much that I literally thought I was going to hell as a child and that at any second jesus would come back and I'd be doomed for all of eternity. I think the stress of all that is what caused this
I was 7 or 8 years old. My family was visiting relatives and we camped in their back yard. My brother was a bit away from me and my parents left us for a few minutes. Suddenly I get this creepy feeling that something was watching me, and I heard chains rattling. I started walking to my brother so I would feel safer, when I saw it between us. It looked like a giant lian head floating through the air carrying chains. And there was a smaller one following it. They had red glowing eyes and evil looking faces, staring directly at me. I thought it was the devil himself coming to take my soul, so I ran to the house as fast as I could. But I didn't tell anybody, and still slept, or tried to sleep, outside with my parents as planned.
In the next story I was 9 or 10. My family was driving home from bible study at night. We were driving on a dirt road with woods on both sides and were slowly approaching our driveway. I was sitting in the back middle seat, and could clearly see out the windshield. I saw a black, shadowy, hunched over figure walk out of the woods. It stopped in the middle of the road and with eyes glowing in the headlights, stared straight at me for a hot second. Then it continued walking and disappeared in the woods on our property. No one else reacted to this, and I was too scared to say anything. When the car stopped I sprinted to the house because, again, I thought it was a demon coming after my soul.
fading jasper
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