do you have any scary paranormal stories or strange things that happened to you?

[ninja gaming]

when you were home alone, playing games ETC, if you did what is your story?

[Hobbit XIII]

Publicado originalmente por Back Yard Gamer:

To cut a long story short. Fifty years ago my father built our house in front of a old cemetery, at the time my mother said an old man warned him he was building on the pathway to the cemetery.

Some of the strange things we saw as kids was, our collie dog used to stand a the bottom of the stairs looking upwards growling, the hair on her back was standing up.

My sister saw a face outside her window on the second floor.
We would hear footsteps upstairs and doors being opened.

Lots of other creepy stuff as well.

Was it uncomfortable like forboding feeling or just stuff that happened with no negative atmosphere?

[Stranger]

Most of the HQ offices are manses, as we don't want to overstaff them regularly but also don't want nodes going down just because the one or two people in them died in the first shelling.

Many of the people leasing the buildings are allowed to stay after death, as long as nobody who might be sensitive to their presence leases the building.

I haven't had to ask anyone to leave in a few years.

[Morkonan]

Publicado originalmente por ninja gaming:

do you have any scary paranormal stories or strange things that happened to you?

Yes.

I posted the two that I count as "unexplained" in Off-Topic long ago, so I'll try to be brief, but it isn't easy to do - People will demand answers to questions I could have already provided in this post, so... unshort.


Preface: I'm an analytical, quantifiable, kind of guy... I exhaust all avenues of reasonable causes/identification before then declaring something is "unexplained." I do not move from the real, physical, world into the realm of the fantastic or paranormal without, of course, some greater evidence that has yet to have been measured by mankind... I am quite happy saying "Unexplained" even if it seems fantastical.


Be me, in college:

Homecoming

One day, being a college student, I went to my new place to install a wall-phone in the kitchen. I had yet to formally move in, but I had put some furniture/stuff there and was excited that I now had a phone. It was daytime, likely early afternoon, and the sun was shining through the window above the sink.

So, I installed the phone, proudly wrote the new number on the little slip of paper in the handset, and then called a friend of mine to give him my new number.

It wasn't a tiny kitchen; it wasn't a big kitchen, but it was OK. Cabinets lined all the walls except for the narrow wall where the phone was and, of course, the spot where the refrigerator was and the small corner pantry.

I was just engaging in some small talk about the place with my friend and turned around while talking, either describing something or thinking about where I was going to put things. I turned back to face the wall as we chatted, then turned around again.

Every cabinet in the kitchen was now open.

I know they had been closed because I had actively, purposefully, just looked at them while thinking about describing the kitchen and/or where I was going to put things while in the middle of that telephone conversation.

Yes, I started babbling on the phone... You know, the "Dude, you wouldn't believe what just happened" kind of babble. I was not "afraid," just kind of... amazed.

No, I don't know what caused it because I'm not going to testify to /random that it was a "ghost." It is an "unexplained" event. I'm happy with that. "Could" it be some paranormal thing? For myself, I can say "maybe." For you, the reader, I'm simply bound to say "I don't know." That's just.. how I am.

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[Morkonan]

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The Dam Breaks

Friends who frequently hung out at my place finally opened up to me, years later. They felt the place was "haunted." Many had "unexplained" experiences there that frightened them. One friend refused to spend the night downstairs due to troubled dreams and frightening experiences. I was curious, but didn't pay it much attention.

Sometime after hearing of these reports, but before I had learned about all of the various experiences people had had, I got a bit miffed. I didn't like my friends having such experiences in my house (condo). I wanted them to feel welcomed and safe. Did I think it was "paranormal?" I can't say that I did, but I can say that I was open to the idea. Was I worried for myself? No.

One normal night, with nothing exceptional having happened, and tales of hauntings quietly filed away in my brain long ago, I was getting ready to go to sleep. By that, i mean that I was in bed and, yes, reciting a quiet prayer, I was fully awake, navigating the words, engaging with choices to say, and couldn't have been prone for more than thirty seconds or so, IMO.

While lying there, I "felt" a cold space at my back. It wasn't like a draft, but more like walking into a freezer without feeling the passage of air. I opened my eyes and then "felt" a weight settle on the bed next to me, exactly like someone had just crawled into bed.

So, yeah, that's weird.

But, at that time, in rapid succession, I thought of what friends had told me and decided that "enough was enough." I threw back the covers, stood up and turned to the bed to confront... whatever. There wasn't anything there, of course.

I decided that this was, truly, some "weird thing" happening. Paranormal? I didn't know, but I did not mind treating it like one...

As I was turning towards the center of the room, I was making some pretty definitive statements... I politely advised anyone who may be listening that I do not begrudge them their space in what was now my home, but that I would not tolerate any more shenanigans.

Then, as I completed my slow turn and was facing the center of the room, I saw a "shape." To describe it, it looked like an outline of one side of a human head and torso. A sort of "highlight" from a side-fill light, if you will, a bit more intense than the moonlight seeping through the curtains on the windows. From the side of what would be the "head", down to the lower shouldeers/upper arm, it was just that "standing" in the middle of the room.

No, I wasn't afraid, I wasn't angry, I was just very determined to put an end to this... whatever was going on. :)

I finished my very brief "Stop doing this stuff or else I'll force you to leave" speech. No, I dunno how I would manage that for something I couldn't even identify...

Then, the image of this floating torso appeared to zip off, from right to left, towards a spot sort of in-between the two windows on that side of the room, but more kind of sort of... towards one nearest the bed. And then, <poof> it was gone.

The entire episode lasted less than a minute. And, that was it. I went back to bed - Regardless of the experience, I was not going to acknowledge it by being "afraid." It happened and now it was over. (I did turn on the bedroom light, briefly looked around, and then turned it off and went to sleep.)


As anyone might imagine, I told my friends. That's when the floodgates opened... The friend that refused to sleep downstairs after their experience told me with great passion that a "little girl" haunted the place. He had seen her in his dreams and, perhaps, had seen or experienced something down there that he couldn't explain. This was in the '80's, long before the "spooky little girl" meme became over-used in movies.

Others confessed they had many terrifying, unexplained, experiences that they had not told me about. Cold spots, bouts of irrational fear far outside of "liminal space" experiences, terrifying dreams related to the place, specifically, when they slept over, etc. were frequent. Most of them had discussed these things just among themselves, hesitant to say anything to me, directly. (We all played AD&D on the weekends, there, and I always had friends staying over.)

These experiences extended to others not close to our group as well.

For instance, I had several parties where mere acquaintances outside of our normal circle would refuse to go up the stairs to use that rest-room, preferring to wait for the one on the first floor. Why? Because they became terrified by "something" at the top of the stairs. A good friend's girlfriend also refused to go up there without him escorting her, as well, due to irrational fear she never fully explained. These were at parties or gatherings with a score or more of people - How do you get terrified less than ten feet away from a group of people watching the "Super Bowl" and having a great time?

I have long exhausted all avenues of practical, physical, measurable, explanations. Even the potential for electromagnetically induced episodes due to a nearby transformer. (Any potential EM coming from that would be too weak to penetrate walls and skulls...) Some weird, near magical, seismic activity? Nothing reported. Lucid dreaming, hallucinations, etc? No. I can identify a fully conscious experience... it's what I was in college to do.

Background of the place, because someone is going to ask: The previous owners were known to me and had built the place and tragically died, but not at the home. They had no children. No children were associated with the place or any of them AFAIK. Did I have any unreported experiences? Yes, but nothing that I can't potentially attribute to natural causes, more or less.


Conclusion: Both events and all related reports remain "Unexplained." I don't dwell on such things other than occasionally being disappointed I could not uncover a plausible, natural, cause. That's it. /shrug :)

[Thisha]

My mom dreamt about dead fishes the night before the Herald of Free Enterprise sunk.

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I once was on the road in the evening with a classmate. It was all cosy, as it was late, the road was quiet.
Suddenly I really started freaking out and asked him to slow down. As he took my panic seriously, he did.
A minute or two later, we encountered a fresh accident.

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Years later, I was on a road trip. It was a very beautiful, warm day and I had my window down since start.
Suddenly,, out of the blue, I decided to pull it up.
Not a minute later we passed a travel bus and the very moment we passed it, one of its windows scattered into thousand pieces, hitting the car and my window.

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When I was younger, still going to school, I once was lying on my bed, completely relaxed.
One moment, I just turned my head, no reason, still relaxed.
A second or three later,I realized something was off.
Everything looked like I was floating 30 centimeters. As I realized it, it suddenly was all fine again.

[DOOMGIRL69]

had sleep paralysis once but nothing besides that, still freaky tho