One time I was at my friend's house for her birthday party, and I was the first one to get there. She told me to sit in the living room while she and her mom get some things ready for the party. As I was sitting down, chilling on my phone, I heard someone whisper my name. It sounded like it came from behind me towards the wall. I disregarded it, and then I heard another whisper again, but I couldn't make out what it said. I was pretty creeped out, and when I asked my friend about it she said that her and her mom also hear whispers from time to time. Could be a coincidence, but at the same time pretty creepy.
What are some creepy ghost encounters you guys have experienced? Or maybe just strange happenings you've seen?
One time I was at my friend's house for her birthday party, and I was the first one to get there. She told me to sit in the living room while she and her mom get some things ready for the party. As I was sitting down, chilling on my phone, I heard someone whisper my name. It sounded like it came from behind me towards the wall. I disregarded it, and then I heard another whisper again, but I couldn't make out what it said. I was pretty creeped out, and when I asked my friend about it she said that her and her mom also hear whispers from time to time. Could be a coincidence, but at the same time pretty creepy.
What are some creepy ghost encounters you guys have experienced? Or maybe just strange happenings you've seen?
one time me and some friend were hanging out at the high school at like 10 pm and this really old dude shines a light on us and says "gotch ye" and we flipped out and ran idk if it was ghost or a rapist that was pretty scary
one time me and some friend were hanging out at the high school at like 10 pm and this really old dude shines a light on us and says "gotch ye" and we flipped out and ran idk if it was ghost or a rapist that was pretty scary
I grew up in a house that was built in 1876, and that over the years multiple people had died in. While the house is very nice, there are some creepy parts (and one especially creepy room in that attic that feels so incredibly weird/unsettling that neither me or my mom would go in). I generally try and remain skeptical to ghosts and such, but one time when I was little I swear I saw a ghost. I was at the top of the stairs looking down into the entrance hall and I saw a huge ghostly woman walk from one door to the other. I had some major vision issues back then, so that is probably the most likely explanation I suppose, but shit's weird man.
According to my grandparents there's also a revolutionary war era house in town that is haunted but I haven't seen it for myself.
I grew up in a house that was built in 1876, and that over the years multiple people had died in. While the house is very nice, there are some creepy parts (and one especially creepy room in that attic that feels so incredibly weird/unsettling that neither me or my mom would go in). I generally try and remain skeptical to ghosts and such, but one time when I was little I swear I saw a ghost. I was at the top of the stairs looking down into the entrance hall and I saw a huge ghostly woman walk from one door to the other. I had some major vision issues back then, so that is probably the most likely explanation I suppose, but shit's weird man.
According to my grandparents there's also a revolutionary war era house in town that is haunted but I haven't seen it for myself.
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So ur with ur honey and yur making out wen the phone rigns. U anser it n the vioce is "wut r u doing wit my daughter?" U tell ur girl n she say "my dad is ded". THEN WHO WAS PHONE?
So ur with ur honey and yur making out wen the phone rigns. U anser it n the vioce is "wut r u doing wit my daughter?" U tell ur girl n she say "my dad is ded". THEN WHO WAS PHONE?
There was this squeaky warehouse door that kept violently opening and shutting itself for like 2 minutes.
It wasn't even windy.
There was this squeaky warehouse door that kept violently opening and shutting itself for like 2 minutes.
It wasn't even windy.
Here's a story
Ghost aren't real
Here's a story
Ghost aren't real
not really a ghost story but this happened when i was 8 years old:
i was on my first airplane ride and i looked down from a birds eye view to see spacious land with text of country/city names. so it was literally like looking at an atlas like this
http://images.macworld.com/images/article/2012/03/worldatlas2-276863.jpg
at first i thought this was normal bc somehow i had the notion the text were just landmarks like the hollywood sign. i grew up believing this was the norm up until high school when my friends said that they never experienced it.
i was completely lucid at the time and i know its still real fuck
not really a ghost story but this happened when i was 8 years old:
i was on my first airplane ride and i looked down from a birds eye view to see spacious land with text of country/city names. so it was literally like looking at an atlas like this
[img]http://images.macworld.com/images/article/2012/03/worldatlas2-276863.jpg[/img]
at first i thought this was normal bc somehow i had the notion the text were just landmarks like the hollywood sign. i grew up believing this was the norm up until high school when my friends said that they never experienced it.
i was [b]completely[/b] lucid at the time and i know its still real fuck
My door lept closing itself..
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then I realized the window was open.
My door lept closing itself..[spoiler] then I realized the window was open.[/spoiler]
not really a "ghost" story but more of a creepy event.
I was like 13 and would stay up all night with my brother playing games and shit, we live next door to a church and theres this huge parking lot and at night theres a street light that keeps it pretty well lit. I went into the kitchen to get a drink and i looked out the window and there was a man standing in the middle of the parking lot, perfectly still, with his back to the window i was watching him from. i remember watching him for a bit and being really confused as to who would be doing that. after 10~ seconds i started to get really creeped out because he wasn't moving at all. i run back to my brother and start telling him this and he comes downstairs to look out the window but the guy was gone. this was around like midnight/1 am, and for whatever reason it really scared me. i remember feeling like it was going to be seconds before whoever it was just ran into my house and killed me
I go down to the kitchen again around like early morning, that same night. it was almost dawn and the sun was just barely starting to rise, adding this faint blue glow, like the entire town was being lit by neon. it was still dark, but you could definitely see better. i go to the fridge and that same guy is standing in our fenced back yard, just right in the middle, back to the window again. at this point my dad was home so i run to tell him and he just assumed i was seeing things and didn't bother to get up and look, until i started to really beg him to. when he went up to the window the dude was gone again. he went outside and looked around the yard and didnt see anyone.
never saw whoever it was again, sometimes i'll remember that and get up to go and look but of course nobody is ever there.
not really a "ghost" story but more of a creepy event.
I was like 13 and would stay up all night with my brother playing games and shit, we live next door to a church and theres this huge parking lot and at night theres a street light that keeps it pretty well lit. I went into the kitchen to get a drink and i looked out the window and there was a man standing in the middle of the parking lot, perfectly still, with his back to the window i was watching him from. i remember watching him for a bit and being really confused as to who would be doing that. after 10~ seconds i started to get really creeped out because he wasn't moving at all. i run back to my brother and start telling him this and he comes downstairs to look out the window but the guy was gone. this was around like midnight/1 am, and for whatever reason it really scared me. i remember feeling like it was going to be seconds before whoever it was just ran into my house and killed me
I go down to the kitchen again around like early morning, that same night. it was almost dawn and the sun was just barely starting to rise, adding this faint blue glow, like the entire town was being lit by neon. it was still dark, but you could definitely see better. i go to the fridge and that same guy is standing in our fenced back yard, just right in the middle, back to the window again. at this point my dad was home so i run to tell him and he just assumed i was seeing things and didn't bother to get up and look, until i started to really beg him to. when he went up to the window the dude was gone again. he went outside and looked around the yard and didnt see anyone.
never saw whoever it was again, sometimes i'll remember that and get up to go and look but of course nobody is ever there.
a couple
when i was really young me and my older brother shared a room, and our oldest brother wasn't home one night so my older brother slept in his room, i look at the door and there is a white blob floating near the top of the door, then the next day my brother tells us that he saw a white bob run through the room and go behind a table, we thought it was our puppy that had died.
a few years ago when me and my mom moved to florida i had suspicions of this place having ghosts anyways, but i was in my room playing tf2 with my friend in skype and i felt something poke me, i thought it was my mother trying to get my attention. but when i looked over no one was there and it scared the shit out of me so i went and told my mom. probably wasnt anything, but it felt like my mother had poked my arm.
a couple
when i was really young me and my older brother shared a room, and our oldest brother wasn't home one night so my older brother slept in his room, i look at the door and there is a white blob floating near the top of the door, then the next day my brother tells us that he saw a white bob run through the room and go behind a table, we thought it was our puppy that had died.
a few years ago when me and my mom moved to florida i had suspicions of this place having ghosts anyways, but i was in my room playing tf2 with my friend in skype and i felt something poke me, i thought it was my mother trying to get my attention. but when i looked over no one was there and it scared the shit out of me so i went and told my mom. probably wasnt anything, but it felt like my mother had poked my arm.
Bumping this thread because its pretty interesting, I would like to read some more of you guys experiences
Bumping this thread because its pretty interesting, I would like to read some more of you guys experiences