People Share The Most Inexplicably Creepy Thing They’ve Ever Seen

Unfortunately for us, creepy experiences are just waiting to strike at any moment. Whether they’re somewhat sinister or give us peace of mind after the fact, inexplicable phenomenons happen every day. These people share an unnerving moment from their lives that, to this day, they haven’t been able to explain.

#1 Answer the Phone

In 2016, my mother was staying at my place because my father was in the hospital at the time. My apartment was right next to the hospital. One night, I had this dream that the landline rang and my mother answered the phone only to hear the news that my dad passed away. She hung up and told me that my uncle (a doctor at the hospital my father was in) just gave her the news of my father’s passing.

I woke up startled. I had a drink of water and just as I started feeling relieved, the phone rang and my mom picked up. I just watched her from a distance, noticing the expression on her face and the tears dripping down her cheek. She hung up and told me that my uncle just informed her that my father passed away. That was the only unexplained thing that ever happened to me and this is the first time I shared it with anybody.

southpawlemon

#2 I Called Him Bluedini

I rescued a blue tick coon hound that had bad anxiety when we left, so he had to be crated. I went to the grocery store with my wife and two young kids and left the dog in the crate. When we got back, the dog was out of the crate, but the crate was completely closed and latched. There was no way it could have happened.

We problem solved it for the entire day and couldn’t figure out how he did it. I called him Bluedini after that. His unmatched escape skills continued, though. He could open doors. No fence could hold him in (the dog simply climbed fences). We ended up re-homing him for his own safety. He actually wound up as a farm dog, which I’m sure was his best home.

flawedwithvice

#3 Side of the Road

I got recalled into work and was driving at about 3:00 a.m. I was in a very rural area in Western Washington. As I came around a curve, I saw a woman in a nightgown on the side of the road, looking up at a steep embankment. She was just standing there, staring away from the road. There were no homes nearby, not for miles. I called 911 and pulled over about a minute up the road, not knowing what to think. The deputy showed up and couldn’t locate anyone. He was as dumbfounded as I was.

martinencinal0002

#4 In a Dream

My father passed away when I was 15. In my freshman year of college, me and my roommate in the dorms were somewhat close but really had only been known each other for a month when this happened. I hadn’t told her much about my childhood, but she knew that my father had passed. One day, she woke me up and asked, “Did your father use to call you (a silly childhood nickname)?”

I hadn’t heard that name since I was six or seven. I definitely never told her that he used to call me that, as it was a repressed memory that I hadn’t thought about in a long time. As it turned out, she had a dream that my father had come to her and asked her to take care of me, calling me by this silly childhood nickname. It was always difficult for me that my father never saw me graduate high school or start college. But I guess he did, from wherever he is now.

ExtremeArrival

#5 Train Tracks

I was 10, riding my bicycle at dusk along the road I lived on, which was parallel to a set of railroad tracks. I moved off the road as a car sped by and a beer bottle came sailing at me from the front passenger seat. Then I could see two young women turned around, laughing at me through the back window. I flipped them off and kept riding. About 30 seconds later, I heard the train slam into them.

Loves_low_lobola

#6 In the Street

When I was about nine years old (in the 1970s), I was playing football in the street. A bus came along,, so I jumped up on the pavement. As it passed, I noticed my aunt and she smiled and waved to me. When the bus had gone, I carried on playing. I went home several hours later to find my aunt passed away the previous evening.

johnallanweegie

#7 Underneath a Tree

When I was about 11 or 12, I went with my friend and my younger brother to play football in a park that was in a pretty remote place. So, there were never many people. Three or four people came dressed in Victorian-style clothing, set up a box underneath a tree with big branches and tied a rope around it. One of them stood there with this noose around his neck and then his friend kicked the box. They took turns doing this, so we left.

From what I remember, the box mustn’t have been particularly high, relative to the length of the rope, so there wasn’t much of a drop. I don’t remember how long they were swinging for, but I suppose it must have been between 15 seconds to a minute. Then the friends would put the box back for the one hanging to stand on so they could get down, and someone else would take their place. It was super weird thinking back to it. I have to check with my brother whenever I think about it to make sure it actually happened.

DashingBoy27

#8 Spanish Ghost

My friend and I were sleeping in my parent’s room one night when she was over. It was probably about 3:00 a.m. Suddenly, we heard a sound like a toot from the corner of the room, and distinctly from this one corner. I ask my friend if she did it, and she said no as it clearly came from that corner. Thinking maybe it was my dogs, as they sometimes sleep in my parent’s room, I checked it out.

But, they weren’t in the room with us. My friend said she heard a distinct toot too, so we assumed that maybe we both misheard. Then an unknown caller rang my phone and I didn’t answer because I was super freaked out. After I declined the call, I received a message from an unknown caller with the same area code as the caller who had just phoned.

The text message was all in Spanish and me and my friend decided to paste the text into Google Translate. We entered everything and it read, “Did you hear that?” Needless to say, we never slept in my parent’s room again. At this point, we’re utterly convinced that we have a Spanish tooting ghost in our presence.

akasha154500

#9 Mister Ghost Man

In my mother’s house, the basement light would turn on while we were away. Even if it was turned off before we left, it was somehow back on when we got back. I once went downstairs and was like, “Hey, mister ghost man. This is not good for the bills, could you please chill with the lights? Yes, I know it’s dark down here. Okay, thanks.” From that point on, the light stayed off.

slimecard

#10 Bathroom Stall

My dorm hall had some weird stuff happen, but one of the weirdest was that I went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. The sink was right next to the entrance. As I washed my face, I saw and heard the door open and noticed a figure move to the end of the stalls. I figured a girl had just come in to use the bathroom. I dried off my face and began brushing my teeth but realized I didn’t hear anyone else. So, I checked each stall and no one was in there. I quickly grabbed my stuff and noped out.

championdwyer

#11 Home-Cooked Meal

I was working in a retail store in a pretty sketchy area. There was this lady who was obviously a heavy user. She must have been in her 50’s. She was notorious on my block for being crazy, but she’d visit me all the time and told me she thought I was cute. It was really bizarre because she looked like an addict, but she’d act like a teenage girl around me.

I tried to be nice to her because she was known for being volatile. On Christmas Eve, she packed me an entire Christmas dinner, which she told me was all home-cooked Guyanese food and a cologne set. As she was leaving, she just squats down on the floor, throws her hand up and starts cackling. Yes, cackling, which faded to a giggle. I never saw her again.

jaywhykay

#12 What Time is It?

I was in my final year of university and I worked as a TA for a language professor. I basically lived in the (known to be haunted) Humanities building. One Tuesday, after my final class, I was in the staff room heating up my awful microwave dinner. A woman I had never seen before came in and said, “Excuse me, lemme just scooch past ya and check the time on the coffee machine.”

I found it odd that this university employee came here just to check the time on the coffee machine. You don’t have a phone, computer, watch, or clock? But who am I and my Lean Cuisine to judge? She looked at the time on the coffee machine and said, “That can’t be right. What time is it?” I told her it was 5:37 and she went, “Hmm, five minutes fast. Okay.”

With that, she left and although a bit odd, I didn’t dwell on the interaction. That is… until one week later, on Tuesday evening, I was again heating up my food when she entered. Again, she said, “Lemme just scooch past ya and check the time. That can’t be right. What time is it?” I looked at my phone and it was exactly 5:37. I told her and once again she said, “Hmm, five minutes fast. Okay.” She then left. I never saw that woman again.

emoandproud

#13 Driving at Night

I was probably 18 years old and driving at night to see a friend. This man sort of jumped in front of the car to make me stop. He honestly looked crazy. I slowed down the car to an almost complete stop and he moved to talk to me, I think through the window. But I just drove off once he got out of the way. I was so creeped out. I never told anyone because I felt guilty that I didn’t help him.

melodicmusical

#14 Launched Itself

My mother and I were in my room because she had to use the computer that I was on when we heard a bang come from the kitchen. I went to look and the clock that’s normally on the wall was on the floor, leaning against the leg of a chair. It was maybe seven feet from the wall. I figured it must have just fallen off the screw. No, because directly beneath it is a coat rack, followed by a shoe rack. It would have fallen, bounced off the coat rack, and flopped either on or behind the shoe rack. That’s not what it did. The path from where it hung to the chair was an arc that completely bypassed the coat rack.

Not to mention, it had been several months since Daylight Savings time, so it wasn’t touched anytime recently. A few months later, I found the clock on the kitchen table with pieces of glass missing. I asked my parents about it and they said that they came home to it on the floor, broken, but they cleaned it up. The second time may or may not be the same thing, but I can’t say for certain because I’m not the one who initially found it. Nonetheless, I couldn’t figure a valid way that the thing could have not just fallen, but actually launched itself away from the wall.

Eternity_Incarnate

#15 Coast-to-Coast

A couple of friends and I took a road trip coast-to-coast and we stopped in a few weird little towns to walk around and eat. Most of them were full of super sweet, very welcoming people. They really made me think much more highly of America in general. But this one place in Arkansas where we stopped to get gas… phew.

Now, one of my friends was black. Pretty light-skinned, but he had an afro back then and was pretty apparently black. The second we got out of the car at that gas station, four separate people stopped what they were doing and stared at my friend angrily. Like, we could all see them tensing up. I just looked at him and my other friend and we silently agreed to get out of there.

Greedygoyim

#16 On the Roof

I was in bed at night, woken up by the sound of steps on my roof tiling. I think I was about 13 at the time. I saw a shadow walk past my skylight, unsure of what it was. I looked outside my side window and saw a man dressed in all black, looking out from the construction scaffolding. After a while, he looked into my window and I tried to hide. My brother also saw him. We never found out what happened to him but the police were informed.

Zippy771

#17 Huge Figure

When I was a kid, I was playing in our kitchen when I saw a huge dark figure walk past and down the hallway leading to the bedrooms. I walked to our back patio and saw the rest of my family watching TV. The patio is on the opposite side of the house from the hallway. I walked to the hallway and started looking for who it could’ve been but never found anyone. I still have no idea who or what it could’ve been but it always creeped me out.

ouchmypeeburns

#18 Loudest Sounds

I was awake one summer night with my window wide open to try to cool my room. I heard this gigantic droning sound appear out of nowhere and remained for a few minutes. It sounded like it was coming from just outside my window above the road. It was one of the loudest sounds I’ve ever heard and didn’t sound like a helicopter. There wasn’t that “chop” of blades in the air and once it had stayed for a few minutes, it faded away, like it was going up into the air. I’ve never heard anything like it since.

Merjia

#19 Scarlet Fever

When I was five, me and my identical twin sister both caught scarlet fever. We are from America, but my dad’s project had temporarily relocated us to India, and we weren’t used to the water and food there. We both fell into a coma towards the end of the fever. One day, I woke up to my mom and aunt screaming and crying and holding my sister because she was unresponsive.

They were doing chest compressions, CPR, etc., but nothing was working. I was desperately trying to get their attention because I was young and didn’t understand what was going on. I went back to my room to go back to sleep, but in the corner of the room where my sister’s bed was, I saw her lying there, breathing fine. I went back out to the living room and realized I was looking at myself in my mom’s arms as she tried to revive me.

Eventually, I saw my eyes flicker open, and then everything went dark. I woke up a few weeks later in the hospital next to my sister and mom (who ended up catching it because of us). My mom told me I had almost passed away and they were trying to wake me up but I was unresponsive. So, the ambulance took all three of us into the ICU. To this day, I am still unsure about how I witnessed my almost-demise.

bapresapre

#20 Little Mountain

My father was my grandmother’s favourite child out of six, partially because he was the youngest. She nicknamed him “little mountain,” as the last character in his Chinese name was 山, or mountain. I remember going to her funeral when she passed and we were burning paper money for her to use in the afterlife — a Taiwanese/Chinese tradition.

I vividly remember watching my dad picking up a scrap of half-burnt money and making a sort of strangled noise. It was burnt in such a way that it resembled the character 山, even down to the middle prong being longer than the other two. I’m seriously not religious, or superstitious, but that was probably the closest I ever got to believing in the supernatural, or at least ghosts.

LimeSeeds

#21 An Older Man

I work as an adult novelty store manager with a theatre, so please envision the kind of customers I get. I had this regular who was nice enough and we always exchanged pleasantries and small talk. One day, we said goodbye and as he went to leave, he stopped in his tracks and came back to the counter. He told me that he ignored it every time but today it wouldn’t let him.

I asked what he was talking about. He told me that there is an older black man who is with me 24/7. He sees him every time I’m in the store. The older black man just stands next to me, watching and smiling. At that point, a chill ran up my spine because no one in that store knew that I was half-black and that my 65-year-old black father passed in 2014.

I said the usual “wow” and “oh my god,” so I wouldn’t give anything away. The customer then told me that my father is sad about his kids not doing what he’s asked them to do and one particular child has greatly disappointed him. My father also wanted the customer to tell me how much he loves his wife even though she’s married again.

At this point, I had tears in my eyes because how would this man know there was conflict between me and my siblings because of my dad’s passing? How would this man know my mother married again? He kept mentioning that he could feel a strong religious pull with my father. My father was a preacher. He told me a bunch of other things and asked if I was pregnant. I told him no, but apparently my next child will have my father’s soul, according to him. My two-year-old son looks like my father and loves his favorite songs. I never saw that man again.

okcool12

#22 Sheer Terror

I laid down to sleep one night. It always took me forever to fall asleep as I’d have to breathe deeply for an hour to relax enough to drop off. A few minutes after I got into bed, the door to my room flew open. I heard something quite large and noisy stomp around the open area of my room and even felt a breeze that ruffled my hair. Then, my door slammed shut and all was quiet. I was paralyzed with fear for a long time. I never got up to investigate due to sheer terror. No one else was home.

Sharqi23

#23 Little Purple Girl

When my daughter was very young, we were on a family vacation in a state park lodge. Our room had exposed wood ceiling beams to match the decor (important later). It was supposed to be nap time for my daughter but she was quietly playing by herself, just chatting away. The wife and I were reading on the other bed.

Out of the blue, my daughter turned to me and asked for a piece of rope. I asked why and she nonchalantly said, “It’s for my friend, the purple girl on the ceiling.” My wife asked, “What friend?” and my daughter responded, “I’ve been talking with the little purple girl hanging from that wood up there (and pointed to the beam). She asked me for another piece of rope.” Needless to say, nap time was over and we quickly exited the room.

lykaon78

#24 Halloween Night

I was running through a large field in the middle of a nice neighbourhood on Halloween night. I got gassed sprinting halfway and reached out to hold on to a tiny tree. I felt what I can only describe as claw-like fingernails wrap around my hand. Yeah, I just noped out and ran back to my group of friends. There were no leaves because it was fall, so I still have no clue what it was.

dimiode

#25 That Explains a Lot

I was driving with someone through a very odd, small town in Arizona. As soon as we entered the city limits, I felt this extreme heaviness. Very surreal, dark, almost like a shroud of evil. As soon as we exited the limits, we both (not having spoken in a few minutes) said, “Did you feel that?” We both did. It was really weird. About a month later, I was reading Time and there was an article about that town and how it is so well known for cult-like polygamy and child-marriage, etc. That explained a lot.

loudsilence1680

#26 Ripped Screen Door

Back when I was nine, me and my friend were having a sleepover. His parents were at dinner and his brother was out getting stoned somewhere. Anyways, it was probably 9:00 p.m. and his parents called to say that dinner turned into drinks, and they would be out for a little while longer. We were young, playing Minecraft on the Xbox 360, so it was fine.

We then heard his front door open. It had a very noticeable noise when it opened, very creaky, almost eerie. So, we thought, “Oh it’s probably just your brother” and kept playing, thinking nothing of it. Then we heard footsteps on the floor above us. We once again thought nothing of it, seeing as his kitchen was above the basement where we were playing games and his brother was likely there.

But then we heard another set of footsteps. We were confused at this point, but we didn’t worry as it was either his parents or a friend of his brother. But, it escalated into a scratching at the basement door. We both looked at each other like, “Is that just me or is there a scratching?” So, being the oldest by two months, I went to go check. I opened the door and there was nothing there. I yelled upstairs to his brother, let’s call him Jim. “Jim, you’re not scaring us. Stop it!” There was no reply.

I sat back down and continued playing. Now, there was a scratching on the window. We were honestly terrified and stayed seated. One of us was looking at the door, the other looking at the window. Then, again, scratching at the door. I opened it with a baseball bat in hand and saw nothing. We barricaded the door and put things in front of the window. We didn’t hear anything for the next half an hour and eventually fell asleep.

The next morning, his dad came down and knocked on the door, trying to get into the basement. We took down the barricade and his dad came into the room, furious. “Why did you guys rip open the screen door?!” We went upstairs and sure enough, the front door’s screen was shredded. We tried to convince him that it wasn’t us and that the brother had done it to scare us. But he just said, “Jim wasn’t home at all last night. We dropped him off in the city with his friends.” My friend and I looked at each other and couldn’t speak. Needless to say, his parents didn’t believe us, they called my parents, and my friend and I had to split the cost to have the basement door replaced. We still bring this up to this day, whenever we meet.

DuckWithDepression

#27 Planted a Placebo

A couple of summers ago, me and some friends went to visit one of our friend’s houses. Long story short, her family is extremely rich with a huge, old mansion in the English countryside. As with any home this big, we had a bit of a tour around and were shown our guest rooms. Her dad began to tell us that the place was haunted (in a joking tone), and mentioned that when they first moved, a dresser had been left behind in one of the guest rooms, the one I was staying in. This was one of the only things left behind and they’d found a lock of hair in one of the drawers.

I’m not really a believer in ghost stories, so at the time I just shrugged it off, although it’s still a bit weird. That night, I got into bed and began to notice that the air felt strangely cold around me, but there wasn’t a particular breeze. The rest of the house had been a perfectly normal temperature just before this. As I slept, I kept having the most surreal dreams, nothing like when I’d normally sleep.

I’d constantly wake up, feeling cold. It was like when you’re very unwell and find yourself somewhat hallucinating in bed while you dip in and out of sleep. The other weird thing was that this was the middle of August and in the UK, we don’t typically have air conditioning, not unless you’re in an office or something.

I woke up the next morning and on one side of the room, there were two hanging rails for clothes (the guest room is normally used for storing spare clothes). Several of the clothing items were on the floor, the hangers had completely come off the railings. I could have sworn these were all hung up the night before. As I said, I’m not really a believer in paranormal stuff, but that night has spooked me ever since. I’ve never experienced anything quite as strange. I do wonder if her dad’s stories of it being haunted had planted a placebo in my head, though.

Toby95

#28 An Old Friend

This is more the opposite of creepy. My first (second hand) cat kept visiting me for years after he passed away. We were very close and his passing was heartbreaking for me. But he never really left. It could be a movement in the corner of your eye, him sitting at the top of the stairs when I opened the door, feeling him cuddled up to me. A fantastic experience, always unexpected. I couldn’t call him or anything, just indications he was there. I really loved him.

gozba

#29 Thud, Thud

I used to live in a house with two roommates, let’s called them Anna and Erica. I lived on the second floor and they lived downstairs. Every night I would hear this “thud, thud” coming from downstairs. I would investigate and it always came from Anna’s room. I thought it was her doing burpees or working out at night (which seems dumb looking back). I never talked to Erica about it because I thought it was in my head. Plus, since I was on the second floor, it never really bothered me.

Fast forward two years and we all move into a new house with another roommate. Anna, Erica, and I live on the same floor upstairs. I start hearing the “thud, thud” louder now. I went to Anna’s door and it sounded like she was hitting herself against a wall and whispering, crying or laughing. I also noticed that when she left the room, she had her sheets all scattered on the floor.

I asked my other roommate about it and she said she hears it too. Anna started staying at her parents’ house more often, but every time she came home, we heard the same noise. We started asking Anna about it and she made up excuses like, “I was moving furniture” or “my porch door was swinging open.” After we started questioning her more, she only came to our house maybe once a month to pick up some clothes. It was so strange.

ExtensionChipmunk1

#30 Black Cat

When I was 15, I started to read Pet Sematary . I was at home and my parents worked the night shift, so I was alone. Around 2:00 a.m., I was well into the book. In the book, there’s a moment where a cat comes back from the cemetery. At that point, I heard a noise outside my window, opened my curtain and there was a black cat perched on the ledge, looking inside. I knocked the window to scare the cat and the thing hissed at me. It just stared for a good couple of minutes. Then again, this was in Turkey and cats won’t care since they know we won’t hurt them.

Tacarub

#31 Waving at Me

I’ve had three miscarriages in my life. I knew I was going to miscarry before it happened. Each time I saw my baby as a young kid, waving at me like a goodbye. I lost my third in the bathroom the next day. With my daughter, I knew it would be okay because I had no dream of her saying goodbye like my previous babies.

coffeeandjesus1986

#32 Balls of Light

When I was a kid (10-11 years old), I awoke in the middle of an autumn night and looked out my window. There, just 20 feet away from me, were two spherical balls of light dancing around each other. They seemed to float in mid-air. I assured myself I was awake and I was. They bounced around for a while, then disappeared slowly, like a light dimming. It was weird.

DarkPasta

#33 Early Sunday Morning

A long time ago in elementary school, my friend and I came to the school compound on a Sunday to explore. We came in the wee hours in the morning and since it was a Sunday, there was nobody in. We were walking along a corridor on the first floor when we heard this thunderous noise above us. Do you know the sound where you drag a chair or a table across a floor? It was exactly that, but it sounded like there were multiple classrooms full of tables and chairs just moving around.

It was loud, very loud, and it was extremely sudden. There was no reason why anybody would be in school, moving dozens of tables and chairs on their own on a Sunday at 6:00 a.m. We stood rooted, stared at each other for a second and bolted. After we got out of school, he asked me whether I heard a lady screaming in the corridor. I said no. He didn’t hear the dragging sounds either.

assault_potato1

#34 Just Staring

This happened to me on a dark back road to my house. There are no street lights, the road is very curvy, and it was about 2:00 a.m. This woman in a nightgown was standing on a bend in the road on the edge while the cliff behind her was about 100-200 feet drop. There are no homes for about two miles up the hill. I was driving very slow to make the turn, so I got a good look with my headlights. I made it around the corner, looked back, and saw nothing. It was the creepiest thing ever! She was a white, older lady in a white nightgown, just staring.

Tremeeka2930

#35 Casino in the Sky

I once had a dream right around the time of day that my grandma passed. She was on a bus and happy as could be. It stopped near my grandfather and I (on the road next to theirs) and she wanted me to go along. My grandfather kept insisting that I couldn’t go. The bus left and she was smiling and laughing as she was going to “the big casino in the sky.” She loved going to the casinos. I woke up shortly after to a phone call that she had passed away about 15 minutes prior.

haystackofneedles

#36 In the Corner

One time, my daughter was around four and asked me, quite innocently and cheerfully, “Daddy, who is that old woman standing in the corner?” I looked up and she was pointing to the empty corner of the room we occupied alone. I said, “Don’t be silly, darling. You’re imagining things,” but I felt a cold prickle go across my scalp.

Disputabilis_Opinio

#37 This Town’s Creepy

My wife and I stayed in Kanab while visiting Zion National Park. We drove through Colorado City after getting booze from the state-run liquor store in St. George. As we passed through Colorado City, I remember her saying, “This town is creepy.” I’m 100% sure it was Colorado City. I had forgotten about that until I read up on the town’s history on Wikipedia.

martinencinal0002

#38 Black Cloud

Do you know that black cloud that enters a room in The Grudge ? I saw that for real one time, following a person who entered the apartment I was in. I freaked out and almost started hyperventilating, but of course, I couldn’t tell the people around me what I saw. I knew no one else was seeing it. So, I just darted out of there and sat in the elevator for a while on my way out. I’ve never shared that before.

Kayakk3D

#39 Pretty Sweet Moment

My brother gave me two cats before leaving the house for six months. One of the cats could not adjust, became sad and stopped eating. We tried everything with her, but she eventually passed. One night I woke up to the sound of a cat walking in the room and some meowing, but the other cat had been snuggled up with me. It was a pretty sweet moment. Or maybe due to the stress of her passing, I just dreamt it. I don’t know.

Bean_042495

#40 Everything is Okay

My brother took his life in 2010. He was airlifted 100 miles from his house to the town by us because it’s a large town with great hospitals. His wife (the only person who lived with him) drove her car to the hospital, leaving their house completely closed up and locked. His cellphone was left in his home office by his wife. The next morning, I got a call from his cellphone. I answered but nobody was on the other end. I said “Hi” a couple of times with no response. I finally said, “Everything is okay” and the line immediately disconnected. I never got a call from that number again.

dogfrost9

#41 Parking Ticket

Me and this guy were kind of a thing and had gone to the beach alone. On that day, I got a parking ticket and it was taken care of within that week. Fast forward three-ish years. He, unfortunately, took his own life. A couple of days after the funeral, I was sitting on my bed with my friend. She just got a new bag a couple of days before our friend took his life. My friend reached into her bag and pulls out a parking ticket. It was my ticket from years before when I went to the beach with him. I never had an explanation for it, I just knew it was him.

tinav666

#42 Door of Our House

My dad passed away from an unexpected heart attack and he was in the hospital for six days before he passed. The sixth day, before they called us to tell us that he was gone, I saw him in my dreams. I saw him say goodbye to me and close the door of our house. That happened six years before and I don’t care if it’s paranormal or not. It makes me sad either way.

peryrbaelishgr

#43 Something Was Off

I was young and digital cameras were a new thing. I was obsessed with them and my mom would buy me a camera, we’d try it and see if we liked it and if it was bad, we’d take it back. We purchased a cheap one, indoor pictures had a red and yellow hue. It had long exposure so a lot of the times, there were streaks and weird stuff.

I took a picture of my room one day and plugged it up to the computer to view it. There was a full-blown man, wearing sweat pants, a sweatshirt with a hat. There were also light streaks in the picture, but he clearly looked different from the imperfections, like there was a man there in mid “walking” motion. When I asked my mom, she said she didn’t really remember it. When I think about it now, it still makes my teary-eyed because the house I grew up in was so scary and weird. I’ve never felt like that in any other home. Something was off.

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#44 Still There

I was riding home on a city bus, one I’d ridden many times before, on a route I’d been on many times before, on a perfectly fine day. About four blocks from home, an overwhelming feeling of dread came over me. I had no idea why, but I felt absolutely sure that something very bad was about to happen right then and there. I walked to the front of the bus as calmly as I could and told the driver that I felt sick to my stomach. It was partly true and I knew they’d stop and let me off right away, which they did. I immediately started walking home.

I didn’t hear the bus start up again from where it stopped to let me off. A block away, I looked back, and it was still there. Another block. Still there . All the way home. Still there. I went inside and calmed down, then came out about ten minutes later to look. The bus had still not moved. I went back inside. Half an hour later, it was gone. I never did find out anything more.

tway15q1

#45 Unable to Speak

A few nights ago, I “woke up” but definitely not completely and saw a large, hunched over, horned demonesque figure in the corner. It was just standing there with raptor-looking arms. A year ago, I “woke up” in the night to being touched on the face. I could only open my eyes and it like it was out of a movie. I was groggy and unable to speak. It was a three-fingered alien was retracting his hand from my face, making clicking noises.

Entire-Speaker

#46 Slender Arm

When I was about eight, my family went to a campsite near a lake. We went with several other families and they brought their kids too. One thing me and this one kid would do is to search the shallow areas for crawdads. As I was searching, I began to venture a ways out until the water was up to my waist. The water wasn’t too clear, but it also wasn’t muddy and I could see the pale area of the shallows and the darker area where the water dropped off.

But, I didn’t know that at the time. I ended up stepping into the darker, deeper water and began to fall in. Before I could, a pale, slender arm grabbed my leg and pushed me back to the shallows. All I saw was the arm as it sunk back into the deeper water before I skittered back to the shore. I remember it as clear as day but nothing has ever turned up from that lake. No bodies, no drownings, nothing. My parents still think I made it up.

IFFYKARP

#47 Gut Feeling

I was in middle school and my sister was in high school and she was out with her friends. I went downstairs to get a snack and my parents were in the living room. I started crying and saying I was worried about my sister. She didn’t have a cell phone yet so there wasn’t much we could do. Turned out, she has been in an accident. She was fine, but it was scary.

A few months later, I was at school and started crying. I called my mother and told her to call my grandmother. My grandmother didn’t answer so they called the neighbor. The neighbor checked and she had fallen in the tub and broke her foot. She had been sitting there overnight. I’ve trusted my gut ever since.

taleckism

#48 Constant Nightmares

My ex-wife worked in NYC, but we lived in CT, so she would commute in. She started having constant nightmares and terrors and would wake up sweating and literally screaming. The nightmare? A plane would run into the World Trade Center and a lot of people would lose their lives. These started about three months before 9/11. We have never talked about it.

jutct

#49 Woman in Rags

As teenagers, my friends and I were walking back through a graveyard one night. We were walking towards the top gate along a side path. As we neared the top, we noticed what appeared to be an elderly woman in rags walking really slow towards the top. Our first thought was not to distress her by walking out. But we all commented on her dress. Imagine an 18th-century style. She stopped on the path and turned, running back towards the bottom. Her movement was so weird, it was like a young woman. There were no homeless people in the area and none of us were paranormal believers. To this day, we still bring it up.

AdaptiveChildEgo

#50 Green Light

I was driving someone home to a neighborhood I wasn’t familiar with. For some reason, I just had this overwhelming feeling that I shouldn’t go any further. I went through a light, which I 100% saw as green, but was red. I hit a car and crashed in that intersection. No one was hurt but our parents came and took both of us to our separate homes. I never went to this friend’s house so I don’t know what would have happened, but it was strange to suddenly have that overwhelming feeling and then to not see the light correctly. No one was hurt, but it could have been a bad accident. It was surreal.

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