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Ok, so we all know skinwalkers in the woods, ghosts in abandoned hotels/houses/apartment complex and alien probing you're mum's anus greentext stories, most of which are fictional. How about you tell some shit that you actually experienced in your daily life which was bazooper creepy?
>father always pisses with the bathroom door open
>sometimes I talk to him from around the corner sitting on his bed
>need to go, other bathroom is occupied
>see light on in bathroom, go sit on the bed
>say something to him
>he says something back, actual words, loud enough to clearly be him, localized to the bathroom
>wait a long while
>ask if he's almost done
>still no response
>peek around the corner
>nobody's in there
>where did he go?
>never left the room, there's no other exit unless he exited through the window but I would have heard or halfway seen it
>find him in the living room
>weren't you just in the bathroom?
<then who was shitter
my rationalized guess: you were used to that situation
>you say thing
>your father replies
you saw the light on, which was only on because someone forgot to turn it off, and when you called for him your brain kinda hallucinated a response automatically even if there wasn't one. a pavlov's dog kinda thing?
I have plenty but one of the spookiest shit is back when I saw something akin to a werewolf or a shapeshifter when I was a kid. Sounds like bullshit but bear with me
>be at the countryside far from town
>house runs out of water for some reason I don't remember
>have to clean the dishes at an outdoor sink after dinner
>said sink was quite a few meters away from the house so enough light to barely see while making the surroundings pitch black
>reached the sink, finish washing everything and ready to go
>suddenly hear a growl coming from the woods a few steps away from me
>see what it seems to be a dog but it's so dark I can't even tell what breed it is or if it's even a dog at all, it looked more like a sort of shadow in the form of a dog
>slowly start to back away in confusion as the "dog" shifted into the shadow of man
>it kept growling at me but now with a human voice as if he was trying to imitate a dog
>all the while standing still and shifting between a man and a dog, at one point it seemed like it was both things at once but it kept shifting over and over
>I kept walking backwards without getting my eyes off of it and I ran to the house once I got far enough from the woods
of course, logically no one believed me, not even to this day and I never expect people to do so. When I asked around that place had a few bizarre stories but nothing about werewolfs or shit like that
still, i'm sure it was real but I don't remember being that scared, mostly because my brain was too bussy trying to process what was happening, it's still hard to describe. If I were to describe it, looking at the shifting was like seeing something that distorts and overlaps over itself while still being 2 different things at the same time, really confusing
lol no, there's no large animals in this part of the world outside of some big snakes
This is the only paranormal experience I've had outside of creepy sleep paralysis and shadow men.
This happened on the night of the 31st of December going into the new year of 2017. Now, I don't know if you remember but near the end of 2016, there was a lot of discussion over whether we live in a computer simulation. I've never been a full believer but the logic of "if it is possible, then odds are that we are in one" made sense to me as the time as I was not religious. This is important to note as on the night of December 31st 2016 I felt something that I can only compare as a computer reboot. I'll go into details as to what exactly I experienced:
I got home from my New Year's party early at around 10PM (didn't stay long because I didn't really feel like it that year.) I did some 8chan browsing for a bit and then went to bed. Now, I don't know when I woke up, but it was still as dark as it was when I went to bed. Initially, I woke up and was completely lucid, not feeling tired at all and fully aware of my surroundings, however I could not move an inch (I don't remember if I was able to blink or not). Nothing happened for a while, I just thought it was strange I couldn't move, but I've had sleep paralysis in the past so at the moment I just assumed that's what was happening. After a few minutes, I heard a "shut down" sound, not shut down from your computer but more like the sound of a machine powering off with a swoosh, then nothing for maybe 10-15 seconds then I started having a ringing in my hears that increased in intensity over 20 seconds, sounded like the sound you hear when you have tinnitus, but extremely loud. At the same time as the ringing started, progressively my vision started getting brighter and brighter (not the lighting in the room, but more like if you had a low intensity flashlight pointed into your eyes that would ramp up in brightness) until I wasn't able to see anything but white with rectangular shapes moving in a circular pattern in the brightness, if that makes sense. At this point, my heart was racing, and the only thought I remember going through my head was "holy shit, those theories about us living in a computer simulations were real, and they're shutting off the simulation going into 2017. Everyone else on Earth must be going through this right now." Then, the brightness stopped at once, however now it was like I had completely lost my sight, I couldn't see my room anymore. The only thing I could see at this point was those rectangles moving in the circular pattern and I was able to notice they had a blue tint. Eventually this went away too, leaving me with simply seeing nothing. I remember wanting to get out of my bed and move around at this point, but again I had no control over my body. The last thing I remember is remaining in this state which is what I imagine being blind is like. I assume sleep took me after a while.
I woke up the next morning, and the first thing I did was get up and go talk about the experience with my dad (we lived together). However, he hadn't been home from the party until 4 in the morning and barely slept.
I talked about it with a few people shortly after it happened, and no one had felt this. Usually people would ask me if I drank on that night, which I did, and they'd say that's what caused it, however I didn't drink a lot, I was able to drive home just fine.
To this day, I haven't heard about anyone experiencing something like this. The closest would be alien abductions, and while I'm not very knowledgeable on the subject and while it is similar to what people report, as far as I could tell everything happened within my room and I wasn't taken anywhere.
Has anyone on here experienced something like this, or heard about something like this before?
Going through the second image in >>210
"a humming noise will start out quiet, and get louder and louder, and a bright white light fills the room, and then it slowly turns blood red as the hum reaches its peak pitch, like a skull splitting tinnitus"
"says he usually blacks out after that, but not always"
Well damn. Looks like I might have gotten a visit from ayys.
Best to follow the advice in that repost. Pick your favorite god and find something iron to keep on you.
A bear snake.
The Holy Father in Heaven is my protector. I've only had this happen once thought, unless I forgot about it if it happened again.
When I was a little kid, I walked into my room and all of a sudden what looked like a skeleton pirate thing popped up from behind the bed and then immediately disappeared as it fully stood up while cackling with an echo. It stunned me with fear at the time but was important character development for me in that it might've made me less easy to scare as I grew up.
Did this skeleton shout "rattle me bones"? If so, I do believe you were frightened by a plastic toy.
There's a small room - well, more of a niche - in the basement of my parents' place that invariably would make my skin crawl whenever I passed by it. Again, the room itself is nothing impressive - it's barely 16 square feet across, and the only thing inside it was the water pump of the house, as well as various stuff that more or less got dumped there. Old toys, gardening stuff, etc.
At any rate, for the longest time I thought that it was the sound of the pump itself that scared me. Bear in mind it's a fairly old model going back to ... hells if I know. Might as well have been there when the house was first built, and that was back in the 50s. Anyway, I rationalized my fear as somehow stemming from the pump itself. Some sort of infrasound perhaps.
Cue my grandmother (who also lived in the house) passing away, and my parents decided to do a bit of house-cleaning grandma invariably would have objected to. Hey, turns out grandma has been keeping the leg prosthesis of my grandfather boxed away in that room. Nevermind he's died some 30 years before her.
It's obviously not the same as having a literal skeleton in the closet, and I don't know if my grandmother intentionally kept that thing as a memento, or if she simply forgot about it. And while it's not the proverbial skeleton in the closet, I'm no longer sure it was the water pump that gave of the nasty vibe.
That's some real creepy shit. I think the "feeling" you get and the confirmation of your guts were right about it is one of the spookiest things.
>Be me, like 5 or something
>lives in coastal texas
>seen some shit
>shit like a ayy lmao(vid related)
>lived in a apt complex called hunters cove, there's a gap between two apts
>See that fucker zoom past, looking gray as shit
>Some time later, less retarded, and at that point realized wtf was that
>Grandma said that step-gramps was scared shitless to go there
>Learn because he was attacked by the very same ayy lmao
>While he was shit drunk, and was throwing away the trash
>Came home screaming like a baby
I'm not good at greentext, but I hope you had a laugh aswell
I got one more story my mom told me, if any anon wanna hear.
Sure, go ahead.
I experienced lost time few years ago
>drive to get groceries in the early evening, between and 6PM an 7PM
>winter, so it's dark already
>I have radio on
>There is some mild traffic on the main road I am on
>All of the sudden I realize that I am driving 5mph on some small residential street
>Radio is off
>The time is now 8:30PM
>Too late to make it to the store before closing
>Side street was not far from the last intersection I remember being at
I did not feel sleepy or nauseous at all. I did not see any strange lights or similar things, so ayyys ruining my grocery night is probably what happened. I mentioned this to a doctor, got checked, but I had no health problems that could cause this.
I recall having a similar experience while driving home on a local highway at night. Not in the sense of lost time, but more in the sense that I drove straight past the exit I was supposed to take before I actually realized where I was and how much time had passed.
Leaving ayys aside, my best guess is that driving in low-traffic situations can be so extremely monotonous that your higher brain functions basically shut down. So your actual consciousness dozes off while your subconsciousness ensures you keep your feet on the pedal and don't cross the line.
>shitty greentext time
>Mom when she was younger
>Every so often shadow people could seen
>They would walk across the window
>One night one shadow stood in front of my mom all night
>Went to sleep knowing that shadowman is still there
He just wants you to buy his game, anon.
None that I can think of, but a few nights ago I awoke at 3:00 AM to the sounds of my door being knocked. My door as in the door to my room. I live alone and I keep that particular door locked out of habit. I didn't hear any more knocking once I was fully awake but I never opened it until hours later.
This was most likely a somewhat lucid dream consisting of door knocks that woke me up abruptly, and I confused it for real life. Still kind of creepy.
I have a window by my bed, Every month or two, I wake up to a perfectly bright day outside.
>The clock says 2 or 3
>I think that's PM and not AM, and I shoot out of bed, panicked
>Realize my alarms haven't gone off
>By the time I move to the window, the light outside vanishes, and it's night again.
So far this has happened to me three times, and I don't know what could be causing it. When it happened a few nights ago, I managed to get a good look at the window, and it was more like a spotlight than true daylight. My window doesn't point at a highway and there's some distance to the next neighbor.
Nothing else too strange happening so far. I heard a bizarre humming sound when my area had a total power outage recently (late at night, so no one cared) but I wasn't able to get a look at what was making it and all bets are off when the power goes down.
This one is far-fetched even by the standards of /x/, but here goes:
When I still was in elementary school (4th grade, to be exact), our class went on a school trip to a nearby youth hostel. Now, the school trip in itself really was nothing special, and the strange event I want to bring up only occurred on the very last afternoon we spent at the hostels, when everyone was more or less sitting on packed bags and ready to take the bus back home come the next morning.
Now the youth hostel itself was neatly nestled against some densely wooded hills, with nothing more than a grassy playground with soccer goals, monkey bars, and the likes between it and the trees. And considering it would be my last chance, the little smartass that was me decided I'd be going to explore these woods for a little bit. So it simply marched off. And a first, the thicket wasn't all that impressive - it was just your usual, middle-European deciduous forest in early autumn. Full of trees, yellowing leaves, and dead branches on the ground.
The actual anomaly was the burned smell I suddenly noticed at some point deeper in the woods. I genuinely had (and have) no idea what caused it - there was no smoke anywhere, and while my country does get the occasional forest fire, the temperatures on that were far too mild to cause one. Being a stupid kid, I promptly deduced that I was nearing some kind of hobo's fireplace or whatnot, and ran my scared ass back to the hostel. Didn't talk about it with anyone, and was well on my way back home the day after.
My parents picked me up once I was back in my hometown. While inside the car, my mother had asked me if I had heard the news, and when I replied I had not, she explained something terrible had happened in America: Some terrorists apparently had crashed planes into the World Trade centers. Or to put it differently: I came back at 9/12/2001 and the day when I suddenly was overcome by this strong burning smell was 9/11. I'm still pretty convinced this really was a mere coincidence, not to the least between the time difference between New York and my country is about six hours (New York UTC-5, my country UTC+1). So if the first plane crashed into the North Tower at 8:46 local time, it should have been around 14:46 in my timezone, and I remember it was in the late afternoon (around 4pm) when I went exploring, but the strange coincidence of dates still spooked me pretty good once I realized how they added up.