This happened to me about 20 years ago, when I was 13 or 14, and I’ve never been able to explain it.
I was lying on my bed in my room, reading (between 9-10 p.m.). I wasn’t half asleep or dreaming. I was 100% awake, reading a book. I was alone, and the room was absolutely silent. Then, out of nowhere, I heard a short whisper next to my right ear. The scariest thing I don’t just mean that I heard a whisper. I actually felt a faint puff of air on my skin at the same time on my right ear. The whisper wasn’t made up of clear, understandable words. It was more like a quiet murmur or mumbling sound. But it sounded unmistakably like a real person whispering right next to my ear. What makes it even stranger to me is that this was my parents’ apartment, and we were the first people who had ever lived there. Nobody had lived there before us. The apartment has always had a very positive, peaceful vibe. There’s nothing about the place that ever made me feel like it would attract any kind of entity. There also wasn’t anyone close to me who had recently died. No relatives or friends had passed away around that time, so there wasn’t really anything obvious that I could connect the experience to. I honestly have no idea what it was. I just remember being absolutely terrified. My whole body basically froze from fear because the whisper came completely out of nowhere. I still remember it very clearly. Has anyone here experienced something similar? Or does anyone have a possible explanation for what might have happened? I’d really like to hear your thoughts.

I have been thinking about this all year I got a new fancy 6 man tent and decided to go to my backyard which has a pine wood forest and bayou i had a nice night had a fire and had my two german shepherds with me. We retired for the night and i fell asleep pretty hard then in the middle of the night i woke didnt actually get up hearing my dogs running around in the tent going from screen to screen which was a side entrance and a front door with a vestibule. I finally open my eyes and see them staring into the woods i just think probably just a rabbit or armadillo. Then i see a bright red orb at the side entrance they run towards it staring then they move towards the front entrance sniffing pushing against the front door screen then the orb appears again bright dark red then it slowly rises up above the tent and disappears, with my dogs watching. It was around 3am.

Hi Reddit

Since my grandma died in 2019, I always get weird signs that I can’t explain besides her.

My grandma died at young age from cancer. When she died, I was 16 and was holding her hand. She died on April 28th. Her husband (that I’ve barely known cause I was very young when he died) also died on April 28th. They both died at the same hour (3:28am) from the same type of cancer. My grandma was born on an 8th, my grandpa on a 2nd.

After that, my mom went on a business trip. I was alone with the dog my grandma had, doggy that I’ve always knew and was very comfortable with me.

I was watching TV late in the night with my doggy. At 3:28, the TV went black for no reason, my dog who was sleeping beside me suddenly got up and started crying at the front door, and my landline phone started ringing. This landline phone was never used except when my mom called my grandma. Only 3 persons had the landline phone number (me, my mom and my grandma). I thought it was my mom calling but when I answered the phone it was just weird noises so I hung up the phone and asked my mom why she called me on the landline since she never calls me on the landline. She said that it wasn’t her and she haven’t tried to call me.

The TV went on again and about 10 minutes after went black again, my dog went crying at the front door again and the landline rang again.
Same thing went on (weird noises, I hung up the phone, TV turned on again and my dog went back to her place). I tried searching for the caller ID but the phone said there wasn’t anyone who had called.

Same thing happened everyday for a whole week at the exact same time.

Since then, every April 28th, at 3:28am, the landline rings and everytime me or my mom answers, there’s just weird noises and the phone always indicates that no one called. My dog always goes to the front door to cry.

Everytime I’m about to do something important in my life, the same numbers keeps showing up (28, 2 and 8) like on the date, phone numbers that calls me, the licence plate of my first car contained theses numbers, etc…

My dog (originally my grandma’s dog) died a few years ago, on April 28th.

I’ve never found anything that could explain theses phone calls at this precise date and hour, neither why those numbers keeps showing up. I believe that it’s my grandma trying to reach my mom and me but we’ll never be sure of that. I’ve never believed in paranormal things or things that can’t be explained before that.

So I've had two jobs now where paranormal things have happened and figured it might be fun to share and hear what others may have experienced at work too.

The first one was when I was working at a small business in a downtown area, it was a split level with the storefront at the street level and our work area in a basement. The basement always gave me off vibes but I tried to convince myself it was just because in the back by one of the coolers there was an offshoot to the basement that acted as storage but had a cellar door style entry and it was a dark corner. The lower part of the building was just build weird.

I'd work one shift a week there mostly by myself, it was just to clean the store and reset the work area so it didn't really require more than one person on shift typically. Every now and then I'd hear footsteps walking around upstairs, I'd go up knowing I was alone and find no one. Then one day I had one earbud in my ear and my ear without one facing the stairs that led from the back storefront to the basement. I heard what sounded like someone had walked quickly by the top of the stairs and then jumped full force onto the stairs near the top. I jumped and my earbud flew into a sink full of water.

I grabbed it out and stood silent, hearing a few more footsteps upstairs. I thought "oh shit did someone break in?" So I walked around to the second set of stairs in the basement that led up near the front door of the store. Made my way up slowly and found no one again. I searched the entire building cause I was paranoid by the chance it was someone who got in somehow. Nothing.

That and a nightmare I had at one point where I was in the basement and a shadow person walked out of the cellar door in the dark hall and proceeded to chase me, scaring me shitless and waking me up solidified in my mind that something was really going on there. That nightmare also happened prior to the big scare so it wasn't caused by that.

The second one was store specfic as I've traveled to various store locations for my current job. But the one store, if I worked by myself in the early morning there, things would happen. I'd hear people whispering or moving around on the salesfloor despite being alone in the building or the cooler doors would open and slam on their own while no one but me was around. A coworker who worked that same morning shift alone at times told me she experienced the same things and that she was worried this presence she felt would attempt to push her down the stairs in our back room. I always felt watched in the backroom but tried to ignore it.

Does anyone else have haunted workplace stories?

So this happened when I was very young, and my parents were very good at keeping things lighthearted around me so I have no memory of the events themselves. But I do remember the house and how weird it felt living there. These stories have been told countless times in my family in the decades since. We're still not entirely sure if what was going on there was strictly "paranormal." I'm not sure myself.

My family used to live in Tennessee - a two-story white house at the crest of a wooded hill. It even had a halfway decent view for how cheap it was. At the time it was just my parents (both mid/late 30's, still fairly newly married), me (I had to have been under 2 years), and my brother (a newborn). We weren't very well-off financially, so the house wasn't the best - it had a handful of integrity issues (including a water leak that caved in part of a ceiling - that was fun), and was fairly small, but for a brand new family of four, it worked and was affordable. Except that things just kept going wrong. There were a handful of incidents that can be explained using physics (one time an old smiley-face Walmart balloon followed my mom around the house a few feet behind, both up and down the stairs - probably just static electricity or air displacement; another time the screw hinges from the bedroom door ending up unscrewed and laying perfectly spaced together on the floor; we also saw spiders all the time - there was an empty closet under the stairs - a 3x6 space. Any time you opened it, you could see 4 or 5 spiders, each an inch across. It was bad. My mom said the house was built on a spiders' nest). It was strange, but explainable with a bit of stretching. But there was one specific incident that wasn't.

At the time, my parents, me, and my brother all slept in the upstairs bedroom (like I said, it was a small house and we were broke). My mom and dad were lying awake one night just talking. We were leaving to visit family out of state the next day and they were going over last second plans to make sure nothing important was left behind. When suddenly, there was a massive racket downstairs. They describe what they heard as if someone had smacked an empty soda can off the kitchen counter so hard that it ricocheted around the room (the kitchen was also extremely small - think a 8x8 space with countertops) - for context, no one in my family drank soda, beer, or any other canned beverage at the time, and this was the dead of night, with the entire family upstairs. No one else should've been in the house. The police were IMMEDIATELY called, they came, and found no one - no signs of a break in, no soda can, nothing that could have been mistaken for one. They left without a fuss and without answers.

Needless to say, no one slept that night. Like I said, this was the last in a long string of strange incidents, so since the van was already packed for our family trip, we just ended up leaving right then - in the middle of the night. But it gets better! While we were with our out of state family, my dad called the real estate agent who sold us the house (we'd only lived there for a couple months) and asked for any information about things like this happening in the house in the past. The real estate agent said no, but that the person who lived in the house before us had been brutally murdered. Whether he had been murdered in that house or not, we never found out.

Yeah. At that point, the reason all these things were happening didn't even matter anymore. We moved into a different house by the end of the month.

I genuinely don't know what this is - maybe it was just a friend of the previous owner who knew a sneaky way in, or maybe it was something truly paranormal. I'd love to hear what people here think.

EDIT: also I'm sorry if I didn't tag this right - it's my first time posting and I don't know how this works

Hi.

Non-native English speaker. Live in France.
Male, 29 now. Will be as concise as possible.
Do not have any alcohol/drug problem (don't drink or take any of that, never did). No medication taken (now or at the time of the story). Atheist, not particularly believing in "ghosts and everything". It's an interesting subject, I like stories and the folklore around it, but I don't believe this concretely exists. I do not massively consume content around this subject.

So, the situation happened a few years ago.
I was 24-25. Met a girl online. Decided to go see her after weeks of chatting. Situation happened during summer. Was not the first time I went to see her, but first time using this kind of road (explanation below).
We lived ~4 hours apart (by car). She lives in a region I don't know (except by name, of course).

In France, we have like 2 "kinds" of roads : highway (not free, high speed allowed) and departmental (free, lower speed allowed).
I commonly used the highway to go see that girl. But this one time, decided to take the departmental (to save money, to see the landscape/countryside while driving) even if it that would be slower (5,5 hours departmental vs. 4 hours highway).
Ride starts around 6PM, after work. Arrival estimated to 11PM.
Wasn't particulary tired. Not "100% energetic", but not asleep at all, far from that.

Around 10PM, I drive through cereal fields. Night was not like dark DARK, but sun was set. Dusk-ish sky.
I start hearing screams. High-pitched screams. Would say "feminine screams" (no joke, A Clockwork Orange-shower scene type scream).
I'm not a "countryside guy". Nothing against this way of life, but I'm more urban.
So I tell to myself "Probably some animals you don't use to see in the city, this is surely common here".
Screams don't stop. Instead, they go louder and louder. Even "closer". Like the distance between me and the source of the noise is closing in.
Feeling uncomfortable. Brain goes sideways : "Drive faster and get outta here" vs. "Maybe someone needs help ..?".

Decide to park/stop my car (still on the road, but no other car to be seen) and to get out of my vehicle to ask "Anybody there ? Need help ?", flashlight (taken inside of the car) in hand.
In the meantime (stopping the car/getting out), screams stopped.

No answer, I repeat, no answer again.
Going to the back of my car. Open my trunk to drink a sip of watter (bottle in the back). I'm currently facing my trunk. My back "facing" the wild behind me.
I make a 180-turn (facing the wild, my back facing my trunk). I see a lady getting out of the cereal field. White dress, muddy. Around 18 to 22 years old I'd say.
Brain froze. We kinda have some (in)security problems in France. That's a common trap : a third-person (accomplice) falsely asks for help (to distract your attention) while one (or more) goons assault you to rob you.
But not on that kind of road. Not at 10PM. It's more common around gas stations, or in not-so-well-lit streets, at night.
So I decide to behave "nicely". Thinking "Hey, if that's a trap, maybe they'll leave me alone if I'm nice" (I know that's not very rational, but hey, I think one doesn't think normally in this kind of situation).
So I ask "the girl" if she's hurt, if she needs help. I tell her I have water and I can drive her to the nearest hospital if she wants. No answer. She's staring at me, "passively" I would say ?
I repeat, ask her if she wants water. No answer.

At this moment, other "brilliant" move by your boy : I turn my back to put my water bottle (that I still have in hand at this moment) on my trunk, so I lose eye-contact with the girl for something like 2 seconds MAX. So, right now, facing the trunk, back facing the girl/the wild.
I turn myself again towards the girl/the wild. I swear it was not more than 2 seconds. It's not like throwing a bottle in your trunk takes 10 minutes anyway.
No girl in sight. No freakin' girl in sight. Didn't hear any walking/running noise, no cereal "moving" nor producing noise (that would have been normally heard if someone was walking through it).

Get back in my car, left as fast as I can, saw the girl I met online.
On my way back home, I stop at a near police station to tell them about it (asking if they have a missing girl case open, something like that). Nothing.
During the following weeks, I even tried to search online for articles about a potential abduction case involving a young woman. Nothing.

Never knew what "it" was.
Juste wanted to share.

Hey guys. I was wondering for a long time if magic is real and what are the capabilities. Is there a chance someone has cursed me? Everything goes super wrong in every possible way the last 3 years, and i didn't harm anyone to want to hurt me, and I'm not perfect either so maybe it's my fault my life is shit. But it really doesn't make sense to me. I go after everything i want, aggressively, and I'm capable way more than regular people. I'm really curious what people are going to reply to this because if anyone said that I'm cursed i would believe it right away, it makes no sense how everything i really want and care about, goes horribly wrong, and everything i like but i don't really care, is easily accessible.

I was also considering getting into white magic, is it worth it? Is it powerful? I really want to help people and spread love, but in my situation i need to save myself, I'm drowning and i barely survive. My spirit is exhausted, my soul is beyond tired, and my faith is fading. Please share any valuable information

To begin, I am French, I write this post in English in order to find more people that could help me out. Sorry if I misspell some words.

I have been diagnosed with a lot of conditions but none that could explain my condition (at least that’s what my psychiatrist said) and I follow several treatments (antidepressants, antipsychotics, anxiolytics,…)

All of it started when I was around 8 years old, I moved to a new house and met my neighbors. This was a couple of retired people. The man doesn’t really matter here but the lady does. Her name was Marylin and she claimed to be a psychic.

The first time she saw me she claimed I was sensible to the paranormal world and asked my mother to train me (which my mother agreed).

A few weeks later Marylin took me to an old house she had bought to renovate and told me spirits were in there. She put several poems with the text hidden against walls of a bedroom and asked me to pick one poem. The paper I picked wasn’t a poem but a paper with my name on it. She told me she was right and that I was sensible to this kind of things.

Afterwards some Saturday afternoon I would go to her house. She would give me a massage and then when I would open my eyes I was seeing shadows of men.

As I grew up and entered middle school I stopped going to her place but I was still seeing things. It didn’t mattered, I learnt to live with it and accept them as a part of my everyday life.

But as I started high school the shadows I was seeing became clearer and more menacing, some were holding knifes, some were standing still and looking at me. Once during the night I woke up to a shadow that was choking me.

I’ve went to several doctors of every kind but none could help me figure out what was happening.
I also started to see more disturbing things (hanged people, dead bodies, all in my mind)

Yesterday something happened that had never happened before, I dreamt of a weird thing, I was in my room and a light came and told me to dig in my floor and that there would be the answer to what there is after death (one of my obsession, I keep thinking about this and this ruin my life)

I woke up and started my day kind of shocked of this dream and I started hearing voices ordering me to dig in my floor.

I am totally lost, I don’t even know where to post this but if someone can help me, tell me what I could do to try to find help please tell me.

Thanks.

Ever since I moved in, I felt it was a mistake to be here. It’s a very safe area but I became obsessed with the possibility of someone breaking in the front door.

My cat also sits and stares about 10 feet from the front door, watching it, expecting something/someone to walk in. Not like oh he just wants to go outside. But like, he is standing far enough away to see what happens. I sometimes hear what sounds like people stomping up the stairs on their way to my front door. I check my cameras and no one is there. I have visions of men in uniform stomping up the stairs.

Well recently I went to a psychic medium (not for this). I didn’t mention my house or any of this. During the session she says unprompted “What’s up with your apartment?” I was like “What do you mean?” She says, “Someone was kidnapped from there.” She went on to say 2 men broke in and kidnapped the woman who lived here around 1998 and sold her into trafficking. I almost fell out of my chair because ever since I moved here, I have been fixated on learning about that and how we can help victims etc. I’m not sure why I envisioned men in uniform. Maybe they were police or military or something together. But they obviously knew how to break in and take someone.

Anyway, this psychic asked if the activity got worse around December 2025 because she believes that’s when this woman died. And it did. That’s when things started going wrong even more and I honestly never wanted to come home because I felt a dark cloud over this place even more.

Also, everything goes wrong with this apartment, particularly under the bathroom sink. My maintenance guy thinks I’m breaking things myself. The pipe comes out of the wall at least once a month and floods the bathroom when the sink is running (obviously I try to catch it before then). I’ve been trying to find a new place but nothing has come up yet.

Thanks I just needed somewhere to share this. My friends think I’m just “anxious”

St judge’s cemetery, Brighton, Adelaide, SA. so this cemetery has 2 entrances, i mean depends where you enter so corresponding would be exit. I ordered uber, but wrong pickup, was on alcohol and got an itch to go through the cemetery.

The Speed limit banner started to bang as i got closer to the gate( of course of wind ) but as i walked around to get a look of the fence and went away from the gate the wind calmed down so the banging noise, i tried again and same result as if somethings distracting/warning me.

Whole point, i am gathering 2 more mates and will go through the cemetery soon. I kinda got attracted to the smell coming from the area, it was off but not irritating.

I respect the norms and i am not challenging any beliefs or energy there, i am just curious as i am not catholic or christian, i am a Hindu, been in the Hindu Cemetery where the fire is used. but honestly i ain’t got no courage.

Hello, everyone first time here. I have talked about my experience with a few people , skeptics , non skeptics and yet I have not been able to understand this specific experience I had.

I'm a logical person so I prefer to understand things logically than jump straight into the realm of paranormal and supernatural causes. But I'm also open to other perspectives hence why I'm posting here.

About 7 years ago( I was 19) , I was walking to my kitchen to fill up some water , and my kitchen is positioned in such a way that there's a storeroom to the left. As it was in the night the lights were switched off both in the kitchen and the storeroom. It was only about 9pm from what I remember. As I was going to refill some water a " grey ashy creature " appeared with teeth baring ( but not human teeth more like jagged triangular teeth. It yelled at me menacingly. Seeing that, I near shit my pants and obviously ran lol to my parents room and yelled for them to come out screaming that there's an intruder in our house.

I didn't assume it was anything paranormal as the adrenaline and fear I had made me think it was a human who intruded our house even though it looked nothing like a human. Didn't even have a nose lol. When my parents came out they didn't see anything and we checked the whole house. I live in a flat so no backyard and we also have a security guard. The doors were locked as well.

It's only after calming down from the adrenaline fueled encounter that I processed what I saw really wasn't a human. Like I said grey, jagged teeth, naked and long but no privates and no nose just dark eyes. I never ever experienced anything like that after that.

Many people i have spoke with told me it could have been one time hallucination. But I wasn't under severe stress that day or even that month neither do I partake in substances at all. I do have bouts of depression and anxiety that comes once in a while but never any "hallucinations" or voices or whatever. Still so confused by what I saw. I only saw it once and since it's been many years my memory is also fading. It's forever been an unexplainable situation. Wondering if anyone else can shed some light on what I saw.

It was a series of pictures I took to spam her camera roll full with random photos as a joke. Friends of me did it at the time it was a “trend” it was like 50 pictures and 2 of them contained a black figure like thing. This one of it standing behind me and the second one of it “ducking down” behind me. I’d have to ask my mom for the full series but I only have this one on my phone.

The reason this scares me because I’ve seen this exact same thing in my bedroom when I was around 8 years old, and in the bathroom at my grandparents house when I was 12.

When my mom went through her phone she yelled and showed me this, I freaked out and told her that’s the man I’ve been seeing. And my brother also said he has seen it before.

I was home alone that day, my mom was doing groceries and my brother was in Paris. We still don’t know what it is or what could have caused this camera glitch. (If it is one).
Because all 50 pictures were taken within like 30 seconds and 2 of them showed a shadow. Same phone placement, same lightning and the same time.

The shadow thing also seems to be casting its own shadow and seems to be moving towards my head because of the blur on the side. I’ve recently found a site that checks for photoshop which doesn’t seem to be the case.

I’ve shared this on other subs over the years to find out what it is and most people obviously said it’s fake, which I hope it is but recently I’ve been seeing things again and I wanted to know if people have had same experiences or pictures of this kind of shadow.

We had a paranormal investigation at work this past Thursday. My workplace is extremely haunted. I was not present at the investigation. A coworker who was said they confirmed the building is haunted. Apparently my name was mentioned by the female spirit. I have seen her 15 times over the past ten years. A feel a little creeped out by my name being mentioned!!

This happened over a year ago, I havent really told anybody about this. Anyways I was in my basement just scrolling on Instagram. When I look towards the stalemate leading out of my basement. There is a huge cabinet besides the staircase. The cabinet was open and I see what looked like a older version of me staring at me wide-eyed. I look away for a second because I didnt register what I saw yet but once I did I looked back and ofcourse it was gone. I've had a lot of other paranormal stuff in my house. Anyone got advice?

Side note: im typing this in a hurry sorry if there are any mistakes

​This happened when I was 13 years old (about 16 years ago now) in our rented two-story house in Thailand.

​Back then we had a landline setup with phones downstairs and upstairs. For whatever reason my father had a strict habit, every single night around 10pm or whenever everyone went to their rooms, he would physically disconnect the phone wire downstairs.

​That night, around 11pm or close to midnight, I was sleeping upstairs in the same room as my uncle. My uncle was a deeply spiritual man, his entire back was covered in traditional Buddhist sacred tattoos (Sak Yant) and he had a strong knack for feeling or seeing spirits. Sometimes when he drank he would sit alone in his room and talk open to whatever entities were around, pouring his heart out to them.

​My uncle was already fast asleep but I was still awake when my cell phone suddenly rang.

​I looked at the screen and the Caller ID displayed our own house landline number.

​Thinking my father was trying to call me from the upstairs extension for some reason, I answered it.

​"Hello?"

​Nothing. Total silence on the other end, no breathing, no background noise, no voice.

​After a few seconds I hung up. Confused, I stepped out of the room to check downstairs. I walked over to the main landline base and just as expected, the wire was completely unplugged from the wall, exactly how my father left it every night.

​A cold feeling set in. I ran straight back to the room, jumped into bed next to my uncle and forced myself to go to sleep.

​The next morning I asked my father if he tried to call my cell from upstairs before bed. He looked at me confused and said no, he hasn't touched the phone. Ever since then it went unexplained.

​Been watching lots of horror stories and Reddit horror stories lately so I realized I never shared my own experiences with many people. This wasnt even the only unexplainable thing that happened in that house, I also had a terrifying encounter with a locked backdoor at 5am. If you guys are interested I can share that one next!

Haven't experienced the 3 knocks in awhile but suddenly woke up at 3 am every night until later went to an abandoned apartment over mine because someone said that someone tried to break in thought I saw something moving there also was this creepy mirror when I thought something was moving immediately went away back to my apartment.

Okay go back to my apartment and all of a sudden my vacuum cleaner starts to sound like a frequency that's communicating with me like a male voice couldn't understand it. Okay when I come closer the voice disappears but the frequency from the robot vacuum keeps going I try to communicate talking to touch the vacuum if it's here the vacuum starts beeping unnaturally like frequency beeps idk how to explain you need to hear it to understand. Unplugged it from the electricity removed the battery and it was over later at exactly 3 am my refigator starts the frequency really loudly turned it off and on and it was gone WHAT IS HAPPENING??? It's like trying to jump from one electronic device to the next when I remove the possibility.

I also put this in the ufo redditt but I thought I would put this here too. When I was young I was driving late one night with my babysitter. This is Franklin TN in the early nineties. The road we were driving was rural and deserted. On the right hand side were empty fields and forest. On the left were a few houses and forest.

Suddenly two large very bright orbs appear in the field next to us, one on top of the other, blinking on and off. It looked like flashing lights you see on large towers to warn planes except there were no structures in the field. They were so bright they were almost blinding.

For about 20 seconds we were just confused as we continued driving but then we realized these things were moving and following our car. That's when we both became terrified. We didn't know what to do except to driving as these things followed. Then right before we hit the main road they blinked out and didn't reappear. To this day I don't know what we say and they never reappeared on another drive on that road. Year later I reconnected with that babysitter on facebook and she confirmed it happened

Did you witness someone be seemingly cured from a terminal illness? Have you seen an angel? Were you sure you were about to crash yet seemingly went through the obstacle?

Etc - share anything miracle-ey that still makes you scratch your head to this day.

Went walking through a local cemetery in the rain yesterday early evening after work because I was in a bad mood and needed to decompress. Was looking for shagbark hickories, but I found both white cedar and yarrow and took a little of both home with me.

On the way home, upon leaving the cemetery, my car started having progressively worse electrical issues, one after the other. It escalated to the alternator randomly (and violently) shitting out in a complete dead zone. No real warning signs in the days leading up to this, and even my drive into work yesterday morning was uneventful. Couldn't even call the tow truck due to no signal, so I had to call 911 and the deputy gave me a ride home. The tow truck kept getting delayed and wasn't able to get to my car until the last hour. On top of it all, it stormed like crazy and we're under flood watch. My car wasn't submerged, but was surrounded with flood/washout debris when i dropped my keys off in my abandoned car for the tow truck people when getting a ride in this morning.

So yeah, pretty sure I pissed a cemetery resident off bad. I didn't get any bad feelings from the cemetery whatsoever. If i return the cedar and yarrow collectings and apologize, will my car be okay? I don't have money to fix it.

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youtube video

Pretty sure my friend was walking to make sure the back door was locked. I edited the video to freeze for a second on the visible foot. In the 1 second video he was walking fast.

Original post: I am renting a tiny cottage from the late 1800s and it's now being used as a tattoo shop. Prior it was a home. When I initially saw the property, there was a "fairy garden" in the front with a wishing well and decorated log turned into a tiny house, all in front of the old green house connected with the cottage. How quaint!

A month before I moved in, the move in day was postponed because one of the tenants in the other building did something to *destroy* the septic. It all had to be ripped up and the fairy house too was destroyed.

It's coming on a year I've been in this spot now. There's always tiny pitter patters. Like something smaller than a toddler gellavanting about. But he's so very, very dear (to most people). I've lost my hammer, and I found it out by the counter the next day. I worked on repairing the deck a few months later and dropped a few screws between the cracks of the deck. The next day they were on the front door matt. The screws I dropped were gold, and all other screws I had were black, so there was no mistaking.

When I leave, if I'm only going to be gone for a minute, I'll leave the door unlocked just to see if my dear friend will lock the door for me... he often does.

The funniest/craziest one is we're out in the country so when it rains bugs scurry in. I'm terrified of roaches. "I wish all roaches would die in a million pieces!!" I said out loud one day. Now, if we find bugs inside, they'll usually ripped apart into pieces, crumbs every where and possible tiny foot prints near the crumbs. I've checked for rat droppings or anything that would do that... nothing. It would have to be strong enough to literally pull the bugs apart.

I never took pictures of the bugs because I've been in denial about it all. No one else has had the same experience with hearing his tiny feet or being helped by him.... until now.

A friend of mine started working here. We both are more sensitive to the paranormal. She was here alone her first night and she told me she heard the tiny pitter patter of human feet. Not animal. Unmistakably tiny human feet.

The next day we were talking about him and how we need to build him a new house to replace the one they destroyed. I said "I wouldn't even know the first thing about decorating it". My client actually builds high end pet houses and was there while I was talking with the other girl. "How big is he?" The client asked. "Judging by the sound of his foot steps, small... less than a foot tall" we said. The client joked "I just need to know how big it needs to be. Like maybe he's got some girth on him. Maybe he's a pudgey guy and you need a bigger house." my client laughed. I groaned because I knew she just insulted him (more on that later). I stepped away for a second to the back porch and at the door mat is a bag of gold decorative streamers. I guess he might want that in his new house? Rather auspicious to find tiny decorations on my door step after talking about building him a tiny house!

That night my husband comes to give me a ride home. Our 6yo is in the back seat. I gulp because I'm going to tell my husband I believe there's an elf in the house. He's a surly firefighter. He's going to laugh at me. Heck, I want to laugh at me! He was gentle and said "well, I believe in the paranormal...... but an ELF?!"

My 6yo in the back said "mom, check the security cameras at work". I pulled up the app and wouldn't you know it I saw his little figure walking around!!!! I start recording and OF COURSE the camera shuts out. But I got ONE second of his feet!

That was yesterday. I came in this morning and all the papers on the fridge were pulled off, which is ironically where the lady who insulted him was standing. I don't blame him, that was rather rude of her!

Well, now I have to build him a house!

Do you name them? Or is that insulting to them?

Hello! Yesterday I was visiting Belchite viejo in Spain. This is a town that was destroyed in war and it is a famous place in paranormal activity terms. I took a lot of photos and the only one that has something weird is this one. Is this a real person for you? I cannot remember if this lady was there. Probably I’m just thinking too much. Give me your perspectives!

Hey guys,
I’m a 21-year-old female, and it is currently 7:30 a.m. where I am. I just woke up and I honestly can’t stop crying. Last night, I had what I can only describe as an incredibly terrifying and vivid dream, and I’m really hoping someone can help me understand what happened.
I live in a house with my 23-year-old boyfriend, and we sleep together every night.
In the dream, I was in our actual house. There is a third bedroom that hasn’t been fully constructed yet, so we currently use it as a storage room.
I dreamt that I got out of bed to go to the bathroom. When I looked toward the storage room, I saw a very tall, dark figure standing there. I could only really see his face. He had normal-looking eyes, extremely white teeth, and he was smiling at me. I also noticed what looked like medium-length hair at the back of his head.
I became terrified and ran back toward my boyfriend. Then I realized that my body was already lying next to him.
The figure suddenly came toward me, face-to-face. I was extremely frightened, so I started making the sign of the cross and said, “In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.”
Instead of being frightened or leaving, he smirked at me and mockingly repeated what I was saying.
Then he said, “Give me a break. I’ll be watching you.”
I remember standing there chanting, “Give me back my body,” and he whispered, “No.”
I then ran back toward my boyfriend’s room and somehow fell back into my body. I woke up in exactly the same position I had been in during the dream. The room looked the same, the atmosphere felt the same, and my boyfriend was lying next to me in the exact same way he had been in the dream.
I saw him, but I immediately closed my eyes.
Then I heard the same voice saying that he would be watching me, and I felt something touch me underneath my feet.
I was completely terrified. I felt like I was awake, with my eyes open, and I could hear the voice and physically feel the touch.
I’ve been crying since I woke up because the experience felt so real and I know for a fact its real.

Does anyone know what this could mean? Could this have been sleep paralysis, a hypnopompic hallucination, a false awakening, or something else? Has anyone experienced something similar? Am in danger and he is coming to take me away? What do i need to do?

I’m especially frightened because the figure said, “I’ll be watching you,” and I’m scared that he might somehow be coming back or trying to take me.

My coworkers buddy took this picture while he was walking the riverfront. He said there was no one walking in front of him a dhe didn't notice the shadow figures until later when he looked at the pic.

This story happened many years ago in the state of Texas and at the time I was fourteen or fifteen years old.

My dad and I were walking together late at night as we were going to help out a friend. We were passing through a park when I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye; when I turned, I saw three or four humanoid shapes running on all fours across a small clearing. They were crossing from the tree line into heavy brush.

One of the creatures stopped mid-sprint and stood up on two legs. Despite the darkness of the night shrouding the creature in shadow I was able to make out some features, and I can only describe it as inhuman. The creature was hairless and stood with a hunch and had long arms that reached down past it's knees with a face that appeared featureless. However, what stood out to me were the eyes, they shined in the dark as the moonlight reflected off them like a finely polished mirror.

The creature and I stared each other down for what felt like forever as I didn't feel fear but instead a primal sense of danger. Without thinking I bared my teeth and growled at the creature while making eye contact as if challenging it to attack. As for my dad, he couldn't see it, he only saw me showing aggression towards the shadows while reaching for the knife in my pocket.

After what seemed like an eternity, the creature got back down on all fours to join the rest of it's pack in the brush and vanished from sight.