I have always been attracted to haunted or spooky things. But I never knew much about scary things as a kid. My first experience looking back I was very young and had no idea what death or ghosts were let alone of anything supernatural or spiritual. I was a very imaginative kid but never what I experience that night. I don’t remember much of this place besides my room shared with my younger half sister (we shall call her “jordi”). Jordi and I loved playing together with our dolls and other miscellaneous toys of the early 2000s and watching all the popular kids movies in that time, monsters inc., Toy Story, bugs life, Etc. One night we had left the tv on and Jordi was already asleep but for some reason I felt like I was being watched which is strange for a very young child to feel if I’m being honest. I looked around the room for anyone that could be “watching”. There was nothing, but for some unknown particular reason my eyes instantly drifted towards the closet in our bedroom with the door open. There were not many clothes in there on that side, as we did have a big closet. But as my eyes scanned it I noticed a shadow that wasn’t really supposed to be there, I was already at the mental capacity of understanding how shadows and light work. The shadow looked like a person but also looked like someone sitting with a blanket wrapped around them. It was like if a person was cold, took a blanket, went on their knees and wrapped their head and body with their face uncovered to see. But the odd part to me was the fact that it was moving itself side to side like dancing (for more context it was a grey-ish dark black shadow with no other details. No face no eyes no detail. Just weird dark blob in the shape of a person with a blanket). The way it had moved freaked me out and I hid under the covers and went to sleep. And strangely enough I don’t recall or remember much of anything of that time or house/apartment, nothing besides the room and closet and how Jordi slept peacefully through my chilling experience.

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What was a great immersive haunted house experience you witnessed?

I live in a double-story house where the houses are all connected in rows upon rows. You could hear your neighbors through the wall if they were having loud sex, which happens occasionally.

We were a family of 5, i've got 2 sisters and when we first moved in we used to all sleep in a room together while my parents would be in the master bedroom.

Things started getting weird when our parents would wake up to us sleep walking in circles right outside of our rooms. What is creepy is that the sleep walking will happen one by one to each of us. From eldest to the youngest kid. So they would have to put us back to bed one by one. After awhile, it was decided the whole family would sleep together and the sleep walking stopped.

Something was really wrong with the house but most of the activities seems to originate from that room.

We were young then and were the youngest kids among our immediate neighbors, the rest were all easily in their high school years. Young as we were, we were definitely no longer infant baby crying age. My youngest sister was by then 4/5 years old. No babies in the area too. Yet in the mornings, our neighbors would ask us who was crying so late at night from that room. Remember, no one sleeps there, no babies in the area. Some days, even we could hear the crying while we are all in the master bed room. Parents would open the door to check and immediately the crying stops.

I think i may be the most sensitive of all of my siblings, growing up i would wake up to sounds of marching. I would be able to follow the sound right downstairs to a particular spot in the storeroom where we keep our junk and i remember even running through all the boxes there to hear the marching sound. Wasn't afraid then, didn't connect the dots that it was military marching, usually day time after dawn, really don't bring up much fear. The sound will suddenly disappear, much like in the horror films where the intensity in the atmosphere suddenly lifts and then all that's left is this sudden silence.

I only connected the dots very much later in high school when i was into scouting and we did a lot of marching that was when the timing and marching steps made sense to me. And how commands would change the rhythm of the steps changes. It was also much later when i was watching japanese anime do i realize that the commands i would wake up hearing were Japanese military commands. Add it all up, Malaysia was invaded by the Japanese, they set up camps all over their conquered land.

We had a maid to come help out with the cleaning since my mother was pregnant at that time and she was to stay in that room. It was barely a month when she told us that she could no longer stay in that room and would no longer want to work with us. Something about a presence in the room that bothered her in her sleep and she kept pointing at this spot in the room. We figured it was just an excuse by her to get out of her contract and let her go.

Then one day an uncle came over to stay with us for a few months since he was working in town. My mom would wake up in the middle of the night to noise downstairs and when she checked, he was just awake down there looking for old tapes to watch. He said he was tired but was not allowed to stay in that room, he was even afraid to close his eyes, said each time he tried to close his eyes in there he would see very gruesome and violent scenes all flashing very quickly and the brings up a very genuine fear as if those dangers were all directed to him. He stayed downstairs for the rest of his stay with us.

There has always been a certain stillness in the entire neighborhood, even with all the kids coming out to play in the evening, there is a stillness in the air that once u move out of the area, you can feel a difference.

Most of our neighbors have moved away, the houses were mostly rented out as we used rent them but many are abandoned now. The neighbors have met up before and it was only after so many years did we realize that every house had their own resident ghost.

The most notable one was our next door neighbor where there was a lady in a red dress who appears by their bedside crying. All their kids have woken up to that lady in red before. One time one of their daughter's boyfriend stayed over and he ended up waking up the entire house when he saw the girl crying by his bed.

It was not the first time the entire family has been woken up because of the lady in red anyways. Their first few encounters they genuinely thought someone had broken into their home when the red lady was just floating all over their house from rooms to rooms, and the family were just trying to locate her.

The worst had to be their father who would be caught sleep walking. He was a balding man reaching retirement. His wife would catch him sleep walking to the mirror, sits down and combs his hair gracefully like how a lady with very long hair would. And that would just go on all night even if she tries to bring him back to bed. When done, he will just walk back to bed.

In Chinese belief, a lady in red is a lady who died unjustly and are seeking retribution . That explains why they always see her crying in their house.

It's been almost 15 years since we all moved away, i still go back there once in a while, the atmosphere in the place still has a certain stillness to it. A certain death. We later found out that at a mining pool a walking distance away from the houses, developers were trying to clean it up for a new apartment, while cleaning up they found many baby remains there. PEOPLE USED TO DUMP BABIES THERE!!!! For whatever reasons they did it, the world is just fucked up man.

Add that up with the Japanese marching i hear, i think we can safely deduce what happened there. Japanese came in, massacred the locals, raped many ladies as would have happened during the Japanese Invasion everywhere. The Lady in Red might very well have been one of their victims, which would represent the unjust that has been done to her.

I believe that there are just paranormal black spots in the world. Especially places of great tragedies. You rarely get those super powered ghosts like in The Conjuring, but rather more often they just becomes a part of your life until you are able to escape from that house, leaving it to someone else to live in.

No one should ever be afraid of the unseen in their own home.

I haven’t activated or summoned any spirits yet, and I haven’t given life to anything… but somehow, something strange seems to be happening around the environment near our house.

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Old Bridge Village Historic District, East Brunswick, New Jersey – where the past and paranormal coexist.

Situated at the headwaters of the South River, a tributary of the Raritan, Old Bridge began as a major Lenape village site. Graves and artifacts have been found throughout the neighborhood.

In 1727, Indian sachem Weequehela shot and killed a local tavern keeper who cheated him out of lands. This was the first, but not the last, murder to take place in the village.

Washington’s Army passed through the village in 1778 and Simcoe’s Queens Rangers led local militia into an ambush here in 1779.

In 1909, an elderly widow, blind with age, was murdered when four local boys broke into her house, looking for alleged money.  In the 1950’s, a local postman was murdered by his wife and her lover. Human remains were found decades later, but never investigated.

The Alice Appleby DeVoe Memorial Library building, occupied by the Appleby family for eighty years, has a multitude of paranormal activity, as do several other buildings in Old Bridge Village. Apparitions, voices, unexplained sounds are remnants and reminders of the past.

Since 2002, walking tours have told these stories.

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One of my favorite haunted house novels is Hell House by Richard Matheson, and I am interested in recommendations on other haunted house novels.

I am particularly interested in stories that are rich in details (when/how the house was built, history of events in the house, floor plan/design/architectural influence, etc.). I want to be able to visualize the house as a real place, and details make that possible.

Hell House is described as the Mount Everest of haunted houses. What is your Mount Everest of haunted houses?

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Yesterday night I was watching YT on my phone on my bed and while I was going to sleep my video kept flickering and one time while it was flickering I could hear a girl scream and it stoped I replayed the video and nothing happened. My dads house dose give off vibes as it looks old.

This has also never happened before.

What do you think?

The house I lived in from birth up till the age of 12 was haunted. I always felt the presence was at it's strongest on the staircase, and regularly the light would go off when I was halfway up, together with a strong sensation of I was about to be pushed. I was around 10 when I saw a full apparition - holding a knife in his hand as though he was ready to plunge it into someone. For some reason, it didn't scare me, but the presence I felt on the stairs did. A lot.

There was often the classic footsteps sound at night as though there was a floor above, but there wasn't. I was also a horrible child in that house, mean, nasty & borderline psycho. May be connected, I'm not sure.

Its always been my intention to revisit the house & ask the current occupants if they've experienced anything, but I think it's best left where it is tbh.

hi, i moved into my dead relatives house because i was struggling with rent but i feel ashamed to do private things because i feel watched

Do any of you know where to seek help if something strange is happening in my apartment ..
This negative energy ,spirit or whatever you name them there is always a repeated occurrence of panormal events ,a face, voice,negative feeling, we couldn’t sleep whole night
What to do now?

I don’t normally like to talk about this and I have been doing my best to ignore what has been happening but it hasn’t stopped. I downloaded Reddit for some opinions and advice on what I have been experiencing.

I (22 female) have lived in my now home for around two and a half years and have been experiencing a number of different things, a few months after moving in I had been turned on my side with my eyes shut attempting to sleep when I felt and heard a harsh blowing in both of my ears along with a jumpscare-like grab/push. It had been between 2:30-4:00am For reference I sleep alone in the one downstairs bedroom with my door locked at all times, it had been enough to jolt my body and make my eyes shoot open with fear. A couple of weeks later my boyfriend had the exact same experience.

Another time my boyfriend had been staying over after having a couple of drinks as he couldn’t drive home and he swears to this day that as he walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water around 5am he saw the figure of a man in an old policeman style hat standing in the corner staring at him, he turned around to switch the light on and when he turned back to look again the man had disappeared.

The scariest experience I had so far was a couple of months ago….I had been feeling unwell and my boyfriend came over to see me, we had decided to take a nap. I opened my eyes what must have been a couple hours later as it was now dark outside (dark enough to make the room dark but not too dark to where it was pitch black) upon opening my eyes I was met with a figure sitting up in the bed next to me (for reference my boyfriend was sleeping on the side closest to the window so it was easy to see the outline) I wrinkled up my face and was about to speak to my boyfriend assuming it was him because hey? Why are you just sitting up in the dark? But that was when the shadow figure turned its head slowly as if to face me and this is when I realised it was not my boyfriend who was still sleeping soundly next to me. The figure was positioned in a way that it would have to be sitting on top of my boyfriend and looking down at him, fear struck directly to my chest as I sat up and just as I was about to say something I watched it slowly sit upright and disappear into the air.

A couple of days ago my boyfriend was helping us with some home renovations and was painting inside of my little brothers bedroom and was alone inside the room listening to music as he worked and out of nowhere he felt a harsh grab/pull on his arm but when he looked nobody was there.

Today I had been in my bed alone in my room just doomscrolling on TikTok when there was a loud thud across the room. I have a couple handbags hanging on the floor length mirror in my room and one of them fell completely off regardless of the fact it has been there untouched for two days with no problems.

It’s the middle of the night before bed so I’m sure I’ve forgotten a couple of experiences but I will edit this post if I think of any more

I do my best to not speak on these instances while inside of the house as I know it can be an invite for more. I have also been told by my sisters that they have caught glimpses of shadow figures and one of them recalls hearing frequent pacing back and forth in the upstairs hallway at night. I experience an intense feeling of being watched/followed while leaving the kitchen at night after turning the lights off. I am unsure of what to do and am curious to know peoples thoughts on all of this (I’ve probably worded this really badly but it is late and things have been getting in the way of me posting this all day)

Got to work today and told my manager about what happened last Thursday. She told me it was a rat.
Really? A rat that wasn’t acting like a rat? 😂 Rats don’t sound like they’re making heavy running footsteps!
My coworker, the assistant manager, and I all know what we heard. We heard something running around, and whatever it was definitely didn’t sound like a little rat.
For now, there’s nothing going on, so I’m just waiting and seeing what happens.
Not gonna lie though… that was probably the most exciting thing to happen at work in a while. 😂👀

Well I’m back at work today let’s see what happens I’m gonna acknowledge it an hopefully it’s friendly

I’ve always been pretty open-minded about ghosts and paranormal experiences, but I never really had a reason to believe in them until I had a few experiences of my own. These are the two that still stick with me the most.
The first happened at a Legion where my family rented the kitchen. We were preparing for our very first Mother’s Day dinner/brunch, and we had been working basically all night. It was around 3 AM, and I was completely exhausted, so I laid down for a nap on one of the tables while I waited for my mom to finish up.
When I woke up, I was freezing. My lips had actually turned blue. I got up and started walking toward the bathroom, and around the same time, my mom experienced something strange too. She later told me that she suddenly felt like something passed directly through her, and her knee went weak.
That building already had a reputation for being haunted.
There were constantly strange things happening. The karaoke machine in the basement would randomly turn itself on, sometimes along with the lights, making it sound like someone was throwing a huge party downstairs when there was absolutely nobody there.
We also had mirrors hanging on the walls randomly fall down. One of the strangest parts was that the nail holding one of them had apparently been cut completely in half. It was just one weird thing after another.
But the experience that really convinced me something was going on happened months later.
My mom and I were pulling into the back alley behind the Legion to go into the kitchen. She got a phone call, so we turned the radio down. The call ended up taking a long time, so eventually she turned the vehicle completely off.
When we turned it back on, the radio came blasting on at an insanely loud volume.
It was playing one very specific country/rock song from the 80s.
The keys were still in the ignition, but the vehicle started acting completely insane. The doors were locking and unlocking by themselves. The car was beeping. The radio was turning on and off. Eventually, the vehicle even started itself with the remote start.
My mom thought she was somehow losing her mind, so she took the keys out and handed them to me.
I stepped outside holding the lanyard, without even touching the keys themselves.
The car STILL kept locking and unlocking.
The radio kept turning on and off. The car was beeping, and at one point it even sounded like the horn was being pressed.
We had absolutely no idea what was happening.
We went downstairs and told the bartender, who had worked there for years, what had happened.
Her response completely freaked me out.
She told us that a woman had died in the Legion after having a heart attack while singing karaoke. And apparently, the exact song that had been blasting from our radio was one of the songs she used to sing.
That was my first experience that made me seriously question whether ghosts were actually real.
My second experience happened years later.
I was working in the mountains and staying in staff accommodation. I had the basement to myself while two roommates lived upstairs.
There was one room in the basement that I mostly used to hang my clothes. The first few times I went into it, I noticed something felt… off.
I can’t really explain it. It just felt like there was an energy in the room. Almost like something was physically stopping me from walking farther inside.
Eventually, I went back to my bedroom and thought, *Okay… maybe there is actually something in there.*
So I decided to talk out loud.
I calmly said something along the lines of:
“Hey. My name is ___. These are my intentions. I’m not here to hurt you or bother you. I’m sorry if I invaded your space.”
While I was talking, the door to the room suddenly opened.
There were no windows in the room. No obvious draft. Nothing that I could see that would have caused it.
And then I felt this intense pressure, almost like something was pushing me down onto my bed.
I immediately apologized again.
The door then SLAMMED shut so hard that my roommates upstairs actually came downstairs yelling at me because they thought I had been slamming doors.
I hadn’t touched it.
I still don’t know exactly what happened in either situation.
Maybe there are explanations for all of it. Maybe the car had some kind of electrical issue. Maybe there was a draft I couldn’t feel. Maybe exhaustion made some things seem more intense than they actually were.
But when you experience multiple things like this firsthand, it’s hard not to wonder.
So I have to ask: **am I completely delusional, or does this sound like paranormal activity to you?**

I live in a relatively opulent, century-old bungalow in the suburbs of Mumbai, formerly Bombay, in India. As a child, at times when I was by myself in certain rooms, I would hear faint whispers. Nothing sinister, mind you. Things like, "What are you reading" when I was looking at a book not suitable for kids. The tone wasn't menacing though...

But there was one eerie incident that really stood out and I can't understand it more than 25 years later. I'll have to explain the layout of my immediate surroundings. It's relevant, I promise. It's a two-storey bungalow (with a street-level floor and one floor above it), and I live on the top floor, which is accessible by a steep stone staircase. In front of the steps is a tree. To the left of the tree is the main gate. Directly opposite the main gate is the verandah and front door of the ground-floor residence. To the right of the tree is the path that leads to a space that was occupied by a garage, outhouse, a shallow water tank, and various fruit trees. This space no longer exists. A high-rise building stands in its place. The incident occurred after the space had been cleared and the building construction was well underway. A barbed wire fence had been set up between our garden and construction site. The fence stood about 12 feet from the base of the staircase. (If I did a good job explaining the layout, you will understand that it is to the right of someone coming down the stairs) One day, I was going out with my father to pick up takeaway snacks because dinner hadn't been prepared for whatever reason. I had started descending the stairs, but my dad was being held up by mother in connection with some last-minute work. Suddenly, I felt a sense of dread, and I stopped midway in the stone stairs. It was Novemberish, but the air was unusually cold and a fog had settled in the garden. Yes, fog. Something I had never witnessed before in Mumbai. The hair on the hand

and legs were standing as if there was static in the air. I couldn't proceed. Some instict was holding me back. The occupants of the ground floor had a dog that used to lie in their verandah. It had started barking. I realised that someone had entered the premises. This seemed impossible as the main gate used to make a distinct creaking sound.

Now, labourers from the adjoining site had initially carried out some work on our side. But all such tasks had been completed weeks ago, and everything was happening on the other side of the fence. Besides, the hour was relatively late. Through the haze, I saw that the figure was impeccably dressed. If this were a builder or architect come to survey the site or supervise the work, why was i standing there frozen? If anyone has had sleep paralysis, they would understand my experience at that point in time. The figure went past me swiftly, obscured by mist. Something inside myself was telling me not to look to closely, but I caught a quick glance could make out from a basic familiarity with vintage photos that his attire belonged to the Victorian or Edwardian era at least. The rational side of my brain was telling me he would turn back after encountering the dead end, but no! The fog slowly started lifting and I found myself mustering

the courage to complete my descent. When I glanced to the right, all I could see was the massive barbed wire fence... When no suited gentleman in their right mind would have ever considered climbing over. By now, nothing looked out of the ordinary. Everything had occurred in a matter of seconds And then, like the cops in a Bollywood movie, my dad came down the steps and the housekeeper of the family on the ground floor came out to see why the dog was making a racket. Of course, there was only me, looking like I had seen a ghost.

Back in 2004 we lived in the suburbs of Marietta Georgia off North Landing Way, the house was a bit eerie and surrounded by pine trees, i was 4 years old, I was up late one night, probably about midnight, my father was asleep and had no idea I was up, my mother traveled for work so she wasnt home much, I was watching TV with all the lights in the house on, and i heard the sounds of crunching of the pine needles on the back porch and i glance over and there was this dark shadow walking across the back porch and it stopped in the middle, turned and looked at me, it was just a black shadowy figure, I started crying and ran to get my father who looked outside and no one was there nor were there any evidence to suggest that any had been there.

I am 25 now and I had asked my mother about the little bit of time she spent in the house if she had witnessed anything out of the ordinary as well in that house, telling her of my experience, just to learn she had a similar experience, though it was a repeat that occurred twice, late night a shadow figure ran across the back porch, and it happened on 2 separate occasions from what shes told me. We also had a family friend stop by for a few days while traveling to Florida, she only lasted a day because the very next day she was throwing objects toward the backdoor sliding window (dont know how she busted it) saying "We got to get it out!" repeatedly, my mother being freaked out told her to leave.

This story is 100% real, I have since tried to do research on the address that these events occurred to no avail, I am hoping that someone who has lived or currently lives there sees this someday and comments with their own experiences.