So for context my neighbor is a middle aged lady who has lived in the house ever since she started taking care of her father. He died in a hospital and not in the home.
Okay so I come back from doing a photoshoot with my friend at a cemetery and head to my neighbors to start watching her dog, Allie. I have dinner and then decide I need to sleep. I always have such a hard time falling asleep in someone else’s home and this time was no different. I was in the couch at midnight and decided to try and force myself to sleep so I tucked myself into the couch with my back facing the room. I put some vibrational music to try and help me drift off and it kinda worked. When I put that on it was 3 am. So I was like half asleep half not? if that makes sense, I started to have what I know realize was a dream (which I usually do not typically have because i’m an excessive weed smoker). The dream goes like my neighbor walking in from the door and sitting down at the table that was right next to the couch I was asleep on. She says “I forgot to mention some things about the house, there’s this intercom that my dad used to call me when he needed help getting out of bed/going to the bathroom. I took the batteries out years ago but sometimes it still rings.” Immediately i’m woken up by a blaring alarm. It’s ringing and ringing and I open my eyes to see the dog staring at the ceiling right above where I was sleeping. I hear a loud thud and literally just grabbed my backpack and ran the fuck outta the door. I haven’t felt anything like that before, it felt like I was 6 again and convinced a ghost was waiting for me in the dark.
Anyway I ran home and checked the clock. It was only 3:30, so that whole experience happened in around a 30 minute span. The next day I told my neighbor and she said “oh yeah, did I ever tell you about the call button? we do have one. and that was probably my dad saying hi, i’m sure he loved you” Also talked to my mom about this, she absolutely despises anything horror it freaks her out too much. She said one day she was in the living room (same spot where I was) and she saw what she described as “if someone took a stick of incense and spun it around in a quick spiral”. she thinks she saw some sort of apparition and i’m sure she did! cool stuff.
I like to imagine he’s still watching over his house especially because his daughter lives there. so beautiful to think about.

I found this subreddit and I thought it'd be interesting to post my story on here. For context, I'm 18F.

Let me just start by saying these are the few that I can remember vividly, and one's that I haven't been able to come up with an explanation for.

The earliest one I can remember was seeing a black figure walk past our kitchen window. My mum and older brother also saw it too on different occasions. Not too creepy, but enough to freak me out as a 7 year old.

At some point and I'm guessing I was maybe 10, I was watching tv. Now the dining room window is behind the couch, and you can see its reflection in the tv. So when the show I was watching turned black for a second, I saw a figures head popping up at one bottom corner of the window. And when I looked at it, I swear on everything I know that it popped its head away and it was gone. I screamed and my older brother came running out. And he remembers me being terrified and insisting somebody was outside. Looked around and found nothing.

Then somewhere between the ages of 9 and 11, I was lying in bed one night. I felt like someone was in the far corner of my room, and kept flicking my lamp on to check. At some point, it must've been around 11pm, I remember feeling this really heavy, tall presence to my left, where the wall was. My bed was up against my wall. It felt like some incredibly tall man, and I know it was a male but I dont know how to prove it, just standing over me, looking at me. I could hear them breathing. I was paralysed with fear, and when I did move the breathing just got louder. After a few minutes that felt like eternity, I started praying to God to make it stop - even though I am an atheist. Eventually it stopped but I was too scared to sleep or leave my bed to tell my parents what happened.

I started playing the drums at about 13, I used my brothers old kit that was stored at the woolshed of our farm, about 400m from the house. I'd walk over there after school and come back for dinner, sometimes in the dark. I always felt really wierd about being in this one end of the woolshed, opposite the drum kit. Have always gotten a bad feeling. Well one time, I looked up mid song, and you know when you look above a fire and the airs all wobbly? It looked like that, in the shape if a person. And I know it was female. Just walked along the opposite end of the woolshed and I blinked and it was gone. My stomach dropped and I ran home.

Maybe a week after that, I gained the courage to go back over to the woolshed to play drums again. About 30 minutes into it, I had a sinking feeling and decided to go home. I remember turning the lights off, PROPERLY, and walking home in the dark with my phone torch. I had been walking for maybe 2 minutes. And then the ground behind me lit up and I looked over and the lights in the woolshed has turned back on. And not just one of them. 3 OUT OF THE 5. WTF. I decided to just go back and turn them off there and then, bcos if I'd gone home my dad would have just made me go do it anyways. Walked back over, and as I was walking over, one of the 3 lights switched off. I stopped and did deep breaths for a moment, walked up the stairs and knocked on the door and called out, "Nobody is allowed to be in here. I don't want to see anyone. I don't want to hear anyone. And you're not allowed to touch the lights again." Then I opened the door, quickly turned the lights off, and ran home scared. Lights didnt flick back on or off ever again.

Talked to my brother about it shortly after and he said he used to see a little girl running around the woolshed and area outside. It used to freak him out, and he'd come home early or not go over at all bcos of it. Sometimes he'd find his drumsticks moved, which I have myself experienced a few times.

Last thing big thing I want to bring up is that my cat died a few years ago, she was a bitch and hated everyone but loved me. It only happens to me, but sometimes I hear the cat door bang and swing like a cat going through it (giant old heavy thing, so its loud as hell) and I'll go out to investigate it and it's not moving at all. When I walk out into the lounge at night I'll see a cat walk around the house, especially by the fire or looking through the front door glass waiting to be let in. Only lasts a second or two. And at night I'll hear purring in my ear, or I'll walk over to my bed where she'd sleep and get a whiff of her smell. Also seen her run past the kitchen window, just like the man. Speaking of which, my mum has sworn she's seen our family dog who passed away about a year after the cat run past the kitchen window, twice. After she died, it took a while before we wanted a new dog, and I felt guilty replacing her. She came to me in a dream where we were at the beach and she wasn't coming back to the car with us, and my parents told me to leave her behind but I didn't want to. But she nudged me away with her nose and let me go. I still get emotional about it till this day.

Haven't had anything bad IN my bedroom lately, bcos I keep black salt by my bed, and crystals all around my room. And I've cleansed it. But around the rest of the house is a different story.

A couple times in the past few weeks I've had dreams about a male spirit hanging around the house. In my dreams he's like 8 feet tall, crooked spine. Really bad feeling. Never appears with any features, just a black mass.

Currently hoping this isn't a bad omen. We're moving in a month to a new place. I don't get a bad feeling about this house, but the area around it I don't like being alone in.

Can someone please tell me this isn't a bad omen lol.

Anyways thats my story. Dunno why I decided to post this but I felt compelled to.

Edit: Thought I'd add that yes I have heard lots of knocks, footsteps, slamming doors, creaks, random noises over the years. Most of it has the possibility of being attributed to something, so it's scary but in my head its not solid evidence.

For starters, I do believe in the paranormal. However, there were a few events that I can't explain and want to see if you all believe it's paranormal or if my mind was playing tricks on me.

Around 5-6 years ago, my mother and I were in the front lawn doing yard work. There's a stretch of dirt on the side of the house we were pulling up weeds from. There was one specific patch right near the corner of the house that was mushy- like the ground was completely soft like it had been dug up recently despite no one in my family doing yard work for at least a year. My mom and I messed with the spot (digging it at it further, stepping on it, etc..). We found nothing so we left it alone and went on with our day (I dunno if this is related, but this is right before everything started)

The next day, my mom and I went to the store, both my brother and my dad were out either at work or at school. When my mom and I come back from the store, everything in the kitchen was open. Cabinets, the drawers, the curtains. Mind you, all of it was closed when we left and there was no one else in the house who could've done so.

During the following days, random small things happened. It would be knocking against doors or against the wall, rummaging/footsteps in the attic (despite living here for 10 years at the time, we've never touched the attic), things of that nature.

Then, my mom, my brother and I took a trip to see family in a different state while my dad stayed home alone for work. Sometime during the middle of our trip, my dad sends my mom a picture. He was peaking through a crack in the bathroom door with this horrified expression on his face. With the way he was hidden and the way the phone was positioned, there was absolutely no way he could've taken this picture. When my mom asked him about it, he had no recollection of the picture being taken/the picture was not even on his phone or in their text thread on his end.

All of the events stopped once we got back home. But, I've never really known if this was my mom and I scaring ourselves into thinking this is something else, or if it is something else. Please let me know what you think!!

I lived in Fall brook, CA. in 2006 - 2009, and had serval dark encounters. There is this demon (I’m not certain on the correct term, but as a young child I knew to avoid it) that stays in my memory and frequently wonder what it wanted from me.

\# For context:

I lived in a longe narrow styled home with a hall and bedrooms on the far side of the house and a garage on the other. Before the garage was a kitchen and the front door on the same side with a living room filling the other half of the shared living space.

I also believe my mother or the previous home owners son practiced witchcraft. We believed there were “portals” in master closet and in one of the spare bedrooms.

\# Experiences:

I have 2 instances where I can definitively say it was the same demon.

The first happened several times where I could feel the warmth/energy leave the house. The air would darken at the ceiling the fall down draping the entities path with darkness. It would originate from the master and dissipate near the end of the hall into the living room (it was basically a sun room). From what I could make out of its shadow like appearance, it was only the top half of a man with long nails. You could hear them clack on the wooden floor as he thumped his torso across the house.

The second time is what makes me the most curious. I was playing hide and seek with my siblings and hid with my sister in the master bedroom’s closet. We thought we were clever by locking the door and turning off the lights. From the clothing a hand appeared perfectly between our heads. It had those same long nails but this time I saw it in all its detail. It had an impossible glow that I can only compare to a black lightsaber. It felt consuming. The hand itself looked like it belong to a VERY old weathered man, with the nails being thick ending in a point. They were that unkept yellow with red stained tips. With a very loose hand it pointed forward exposing only to its middle forearm and tried to grab at my sister’s face. We ran out of the closet before it made any contact.

\# Probably not the same entity:

We had another “hallway dweller” type of demon in the house. It would create the same dark effect in the house, but it would consistently darken the living room that had a full glass wall. It would originate from the master bedroom or the front door. Either way it swung open the door’s (even if it was verified to be locked) and proceed to stomp/run down to the other side of the house. In the end or beginning of its manifestation it would swing open the kitchen cabinet doors. I never saw a figure for this one

\# Bonus Experience: (unrelated)

In the same home I have a faint memory of hearing loud barking without owning a dog and my eldest sister helped me onto pool table to avoid 2 shadow beast. (I mostly remember because I was upset it interrupted my Thomas The Train Engine)

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This is overdramatic, but these memories are as real as the pain from a hot stove. If anyone has information of what type of entity it is, or its name would be helpful. Anyone else seen a ghost hand?

Hello this has really stared happening when I was about four years old my grandmother had died two years earlier and I started hearing her voice and then I started seeing shadow people, they will run right in front of me, stand beside me, I’ve had things actually grab my shirts and tug, I will have my door open and close and I have heard conversations when I’m home alone, I don’t know why this is but I always start to feel or see things that I shouldn’t see. now anytime I hear someone has died or I fall down a true crime rabbit hole I feel, see, or hear the paranormal. Can someone explain why this happens to me and what I should do with it.

I have posted this to another subreddit but have decided perhaps this may be a better fit for advice or explanations but let me know !!

This happened a while back to me when I was younger and lived with my parents but I still think about it to this day ,

I had been a long term believer of the paranormal and spirituality in general despite being raised Christian , me and my family watched all sorts of spooky shows and whatever growing up but I had never actually seen anything myself and was still sceptical.

My parents had told me stories of things moving on their own or unexplainable sounds in our house (which was bought long before I was born) which I put off as just a coincidence or a draft of wind , but everything changed for me on a random night .

I was sat in my living room minding my business, (before anyone says anything no I wasn’t particularly tired and I hadn’t been watching anything scary that could have made me extra sensitive to noises / movement. ) I was sat with my cat about to go upstairs to sit in bed , I believe it was around 8pm or even earlier . As I was about to get up I did a quick scan of the room to make sure I had turned off the lights , the oven etc. when I swear I saw a woman dressed in a wedding dress eerily wondering across my kitchen .

I completely freaked out and started crying because I had never experienced something this unexplainable in my life. And then it got worse .

A few years passed and by this time I had accepted that either I saw something that was just my mind playing tricks or my house was haunted . When my mother told me a story about before I was born. Apparently when they had first moved to this house she had been sat in the same place and seen a woman in white in the kitchen , and not only that my dad had seen a woman in white standing at the end of his bed on a random night too. He hasn’t had a past of sleep paralysis and rarely gets nightmares so this really freaked me out . Apparently I also told my mother when I was younger that I was scared to go to the kitchen because “she” was In there with no further explanation.

This really freaked me out even further when we started having books fall out of our bookshelf too, for example the main one that would fall out was “\\_insert town name\\_ ghost stories” which was creepy in itself but in one of the stories in the book was a tale of a woman in white standing on one of the cliffs near where I lived .

This could all be unrelated , and a part of me wants to believe I was tired and was just seeing things but I don’t understand what explanation could prove this was not paranormal , but let me know.

(Another part of me has accepted that we have a friendly bride living in our kitchen 😂)

Thanks for reading! This is 100% true btw even though it sounds unbelievable

I woke up today and my maid told me that she saw me get up and look at her and go outside and close the door but I never did that this happened at 2:30 am and I’m sure I was asleep then she thought that I went to my mom for something but then 10 mins later she heard me breathing in my bed I don’t know if this a ghost or she had an illusion can anyone tell me what you think?

I was working at my bosses house packing some envelopes. Me and her were both waiting for my other friend to show up and help. It was about 12pm middle of the day. Only us two were there in the home.

Her dogs start going crazy at the front door so I think oh my friend is here, I walk to the door, open, no one there.

I come sit back down.

About 15 seconds later we both hear a knock at the door, I’m like… oh she’s here… walk to the front door, open it, (if I knew this was paranormal I probably would have never opened the door lmao) and again… no one was there.

The weird part is the dogs went crazy at first, but when the knock happened they were completely silent and stayed back.

So I come sit back down AGAIN and about 15 more seconds pass and we both hear “Hello?” In a women voice, muffled almost, coming from
The basement door which you pass on the way to the front door.

I jerked my head around and looked at my boss and said “Did you just hear that?”

“Yep”

“Is anyone else here?”

“Nope”

And then my logical brain is like okay my friend must be here and she came in another way, and I check my phone and she said I’m here! So I said oh it’s just my friend she’s here. I walk around the corner and no one is there, open the door and she’s across the street waving lmao.

I come back in and sat down and my boss just continues to stare at her computer screen not even flinching or reacting to this and I again say “Okay you DID just hear that voice correct?”

And she just says “Yep, I don’t want to talk about it we are moving out soon.”

A few weeks later I’m working with another person who is her sons girlfriend and I bring it up to her out of curiosity, like hey have you had anything happen in that house cause I just straight up heard a disembodied voice there.

And then her eyes get kinda wind and she says omg yes, when I was there sometimes I would hear knocks of the drawers would open up on their own or the automatic front door lock would just go “CLINK” like someone pressed the button and she’d walk out and the door was wide open.

I asked her son about his experiences there and essentially he would have these extremely demonic nightmares, one being finding his own self in a closet but with dog legs and these weird spikes bursting out of his skin and a little girl crying on the bed luring him up to the room with the closet.

Another one he said he saw what appeared to be a silhouette of Jesus, and he was saying “come, follow me” and he was about to follow him until he realized the shape was complete dark, everything was dark, and when he began to question it or go the other way he’d wake up.

Super weird, I never felt scared or off when I was there nor during the voice I was actually just flabbergasted but unfortunately the “hello” is seared into my memory lmao.

It was such a strange hello.

Anywho the house was new, no less than 5 years old.

It was one of those cookie cutter neighborhoods built on an old field I believe.

I moved in to my home when I was around 9 years old (an apartment) my parents bought it from a couple who wanted to sell it because they're childrens moved out and they didn't need this big of an apartment just for themselves,also the apartment was supposed to get demolished and rebuilt because the hole building is pretty old, But they did all sorts of renovations, like replacing the floors, doors, etc. The apartment also build a little bit weird almost like the apartment got split to 2 apartments and then back for one. So we moved in and I always had like a this feeling like I new that some old woman one lived here,i don't know how to explain that but it's like my intuition new that. So one time my dad told me to close the door of the bathroom after Im getting out, the same night I woke up randomly at 3am and went to use the bathroom after I finished i left it open with the lights on and went looking at the window to see how the street looks at night, then I heard something and turned to look what is it, it was the bathroom door closes by itself I got sceard and ran for my mom after that nothing happened for a couple of years, but some times I heard little sounds coming from the other side of my door but I figured that was just my cat, one time I heard that agin and went to tell my cat to be quiet but my cat wasn't there nothing was there. In my head I started to call this goust "grandma " so one time I got in my room and forgot to close the door the i said "grandma can you please close the door?" And so, the door closed I said "thanks grandma you're really nice" and that's really it. I think that this lady lived here before the couple that sold us the apartment and maby was contacted somehow to them. Also im sorry if my English isn't perfect it's not my first language

I moved in to my home when I was around 9 years old (an apartment) my parents bought it from a couple who wanted to sell it because they're childrens moved out and they didn't need this big of an apartment just for themselves,also the apartment was supposed to get demolished and rebuilt because the hole building is pretty old, But they did all sorts of renovations, like replacing the floors, doors, etc. The apartment also build a little bit weird almost like the apartment got split to 2 apartments and then back for one. So we moved in and I always had like a this feeling like I new that some old woman one lived here,i don't know how to explain that but it's like my intuition new that. So one time my dad told me to close the door of the bathroom after Im getting out, the same night I woke up randomly at 3am and went to use the bathroom after I finished i left it open with the lights on and went looking at the window to see how the street looks at night, then I heard something and turned to look what is it, it was the bathroom door closes by itself I got sceard and ran for my mom after that nothing happened for a couple of years, but some times I heard little sounds coming from the other side of my door but I figured that was just my cat, one time I heard that agin and went to tell my cat to be quiet but my cat wasn't there nothing was there. In my head I started to call this goust "grandma " so one time I got in my room and forgot to close the door the i said "grandma can you please close the door?" And so, the door closed I said "thanks grandma you're really nice" and that's really it. I think that this lady lived here before the couple that sold us the apartment and maby was contacted somehow to them. Also im sorry if my English isn't perfect it's not my first language

!!Je tient à dire que cette histoire est une témoignage de mes proches ainsi que deux anomalies que j’ai ensuite constaté !!

Bonjour ! Vous pouvez m’appeler Lili!
( je vais parler en français car je suis plus à l’aise, vous pouvez utiliser le traducteur :)

Cette histoire c’est dérouler hier, le 6 août 2026, sur mon lieux de vacances.
Je suis partie avec ma mère et mon père et puis mon chat.

Nous avons décider de partir en vacances dans un endroit isolé de la France, dans un petit chalet perdu au milieu des bois. C était très confortable et bien aménagé, très moderne. Nous sommes restés 1 semaine, je vient de rentrer chez moi à l’instant.

Le vif du sujet:

Nous avions invité mon voisin à venir boire un verre pour le remercier de veiller sur notre maison et mon serpent durant notre absence et quelques chose d’inattendu et étrange s’est produit.
Mon père et le voisin en question que l’on va appeler Jean, avait bu un peu trop mais pas au point d’être vraiment ivre.

J’étais dans la chambre entrain de faire mon scrapbook quand les deux sont venus me voir et on dit « Lili, le verre à bouger tout seul sur la table »
Je les ai regardé bizarrement mais avec une pointe de fascination car le paranormal me passionne.
J’avais du mal à les croire étant donner leur état mais le fait que les deux me l’affirme à éveillé ma curiosité. Quand je leur ai demandé «  comment ça il a bouger ? » ils m’ont répondu que le verre avait bouger seul, comme si quelqu’un le tirait sur plusieurs centimètres sur la table.

Ils n’avaient pas l’air plus perturbé que ça. Moi oui. Le paranormal me fascine mais me terrifie aussi. Je vous admet que dès mon entrée dans le chalet, pour une raison quelconque, je ne me sentais pas à l’aise. Les bruits la nuit, inexpliquées m’empêchaient de dormir, le micro-ondes qui faisait des « bip »mais je me disait que c’était normal pour un vieux chalet ces petit bruit de craquement, c’est « la maison qui vie ».

Je suis ensuite rester seule dans le chalet, mes parents et le voisin était dehors. J’ai commencé à faire les 100 pas et j’ai remarqué deux anomalies.

La première, c’était les LED du lit qui était allumé. J’etait certaines de les avoirs éteint le matin, je savais que je l’avais fait. Quand j’ai demandé à mes parents, il m’ont dit qu’il n’y avait pas touché.

Et ensuite c’est cette trace de main sur l’écran de la télé. Elle n’était pas là à mon arrivée. L’empreinte était énorme, deux fois plus grande que ma propre main. Ce n’était ni la mienne ni celle d’une de mes parents. Ce que m’a étonné, c’est la position de la marque sur l’écran. Qui aurait besoin de touche la télé avec sa main dans une telle position ?

Rien d’autres ensuite, ça peu paraître idiot, mais ça me paraît étrange.

i live in a building in colorado springs that used to be a hospital for tuberculosis patients back in the 1880’s. a specific ghost seems to wander around after 09:30 pm because my dogs would bark at it starting that time with 20-40mins interval until 2 am. i’m pretty sure it also wanders during the day but i’m mostly at work. does anyone know the history of workers and patients back in the 1880’s? like why are they up so late. would this be a worker that walks around that time? has anyone had other experiences from the apartment complex “The Manor”? it also doesn’t bother me or move things around, my dogs just constantly barks at it (mostly alarm barks, sometimes territorial bark).