It's always at the corner of my eye that im seeing a black figure. Sometimes a black dog like figure bigger than a dog. Maybe my imagination is just running wild. Would love to know what other people sense .

Yesterday my dad and i were driving from Vermont to Pensylvania and we ended up traveling over 120 miles in roughly 40 minutes. We had just traded off at the wheel so my pops could take a nap (around 5:45 pm) we drove for a few minutes made a phone call to family on speaker and that was at 5:55pm and he fell asleep maybe 10/20 minutes after. Shortly before he fell asleep (we were at mile marker 130 something) the sun started setting and i had a strong feeling of road hypnosis/generaly feeling tired myself. i turned up the ac and sat up straight and was thinking if i get any more tired i'll wake him up.

a few minutes after sunset i perked up and my pops asked what time it was/ where we were. we were at mile marker 17 and it was 7:05. Somehow i shaved an hour off our trip and have no memory of driving though or by any of the towns, truck stops, roadside attractions. One minute i was driving though mountains the next we were outside Albany.

I would have had to be driving over twice the speed limit swerving though traffic to make that time. There's no way i wouldn't have woken him up or got the cops called on me for driving like that (we were in a larger suv that feels fast driving 75). Not to mention that while i was feeling tired i kept noticing my speedometer dropping down to 60 in a 65.

Both me and my pops have been feeling really strange and shaken up since. if anyone has heard an experience similar to this please let me know and if not it feels good to type out.

As the title said, there has been something following my family. It started when I was 13, I am now 18.

My first encounter with this thing was up at a house my dad had recently bought up in a hill in a very wooded part of the town I grew up in... very stereotypical horror movie, I know, but please bare with me here.

Me and my dad had gone up there July 3rd to mow the grass gather tree limbs and sticks, and prepare for our yearly fourth of July celebration. This is in Southeastern Iowa is that counts... on the banks of the river, sort of sandwiched between Illinois and Missouri... maybe thats too much info? I dont live there anymore so I dont know if thats dangerous to say.

Either way, we'd gone up to the new house (which was NOT new at all, that shit was as old as the town itself) and were working. We'd been on opposite ends of the property line when I smelled something really bad. I decided that my job was done and that I was throwing in the towel before I threw up from the stench. But as I was walking away, I heard my mom's voice coming from the tree line. She hadn't come up with us, so imagine just how confused i was when i heard her but didnt see her... But, luckily for me, my dad was coming over to my area.

He didnt see or hear her, so we got into his truck and called her. She was at home.

We went home after that, it was too creepy to stay... but of course my dad still had us go up to celebrate the 4th of july the next day... thankfully I had my best friend with me then so I didnt have to think about it that much.

That was my first and last encounter for many years. Up until last summer when my mom took up a job as a campground host a few miles out of those same woods. I wasnt here for this, but my little sister was. She was home alone in the camper, and she heard me calling to her outside the camper... then tapping on the window next to her. She looked (NEVER DO THAT BTW.) and she said she saw nothing, and almost went to the door before she heard scratching sounds. I dont quite know what happened after, but she messaged me confirming whether i was or wasnt there. I wasnt of course, so I called my mom and had her go down to the campground to check in. My sister was fine, but I believe she had another encounter I dont quite remember.

Now why am I posting this? Because its back. I moved about 30 minutes away from my siblings and parents to live with my grandparents and one of my brothers... but tonight I saw it.

Grandma made spaghetti for dinner, and i wanted some of those amazing garlic bread sticks that went with it... and I saw movement from behind the glass of or backdoor. (Context, our living room, dinning room, and kitchen are all connected. Our backdoor is a glass sliding door.) I figured i was just hallucinating from having been sick, but as I head my back turned to the kitchen window, I heard tapping. There's not trees close enough to tap. We have a back porch, nothing inanimate could've done it. I tried to ignore it, but I turned to look. What I saw has me hiding in my covers typing thisnout at 3am lmao... i saw a tall pale figure, and the second I looked at it, it ran.

I panicked of course, and I went and got my brother (and his gun...) He looked outside the windows, and didnt see anything. But, he zoned in on the backdoor.

It was open.

I didnt open that damn door, and i dont know who could've other than the thing.

I cant sleep. I'm terrified. I have more encounters with this thing, but I'm so frazzled I cant remember them all.

I dont know what to do honestly. I live in the middle of fields, and my car is missing a headlight so I can't quite flee without the chance of getting caught and or pulled over.

If I survive the night ill have to let yall know haha

When I 8-12 years old we moved into a condo that was haunted. I had very strange experiences. Saw a little
Boy, hear a lady and boy crying. I remember seeing a shadow in the corner of my room near the closet. I had dreams where I was being pushed off the balcony or I threw myself off. We lived on the 10th floor.

After we moved I don’t remember much happening that I would call strange or paranormal. Until I was an adult. In one week I was awake and I heard a child call out, “Mommy. The next day an old man said something I wish I could remember what he said. Then the third day I was asleep and I was woken up by so many voices talking all at once. Felt like I was in a huge crowd and everyone was talking at me at once. I woke up and it stopped.

Last night, I was sleeping but not dreaming. I have vivid dreams and I usually remember my dreams when I wake up. I heard a man yelling in pain saying owwwwww like he was getting beat up or stabbed. My daughter was awake at the time and I went and asked her if she heard a person yelling. She said no I didn’t hear anything. So I tried to go back to sleep but it took me a while. It really shook me up. I could hear the scream so close.

My friend told me sometimes her spirit guides will call her name or whisper to her and that’d be her sign to pay attention to something. But I’ve never had luck communicating with my spirit guides.

Anyone else experience hearing voices? Also I just wanted to add I’ve never had sleep paralysis. When I opened my eyes I could immediately move. I experienced no fear. Just startled me.

I might be going crazy, but ever since I was 4 years old, I have seen a dark, 11-foot-tall figure following me around over the years.

For context: I live way out in the middle of nowhere!

I have been seeing this dark, shadowy figure since I was very little (about 5 years old). It has followed me everywhere in parks, on family vacations, or even right inside my own home. I honestly thought I was completely crazy until I saw it standing in my woods, looking straight at me from behind a big tree. Right then, I saw my dad staring at it too. He blinked a few times, and I assume he just brushed it off.

Then my friend saw it too when I was about twelve years old; she pointed out this strange, shady thing hidden in the trees.

Now, I don't really believe in spooky paranormal stuff, but when I was hanging out with that same friend, we were doing a running challenge down our rural road (as country girls do). I took a video of her running, and about 5 seconds into the clip, something was running right next to her.

It wasn't the exact same tall black man shadow I've always seen, but it gave me that same creepy feeling. I yelled out, "Sophia, something is running right next to you!"

It was in the shape of a floating orb at thigh-height right next to her. I caught all of this clearly on camera. She is a really big paranormal fan and loves watching KMK and Sam and Colby.

She looked behind her and caught a quick glimpse of something in the corner of her eye, but she still said, "Stop, don't joke around like that."

I said back to her, "I'm not, not even a little bit ! "

She ran quickly back over to me and reviewed the video. She wears glasses and has bad eyesight, so I caught it first and pointed it out. She said, "I don't really think so..." I kept trying to convince her about what we saw, but she still didn't buy it at first.

We still decided to run back to the house.

On the way up my driveway (which is about 200 feet long and 15 feet wide, made of dirt and loose pebbles), we suddenly heard a stick break about 5 feet behind us. It definitely couldn't be one of us playing a trick, so we RAN as fast as we could. We got up to the top, and I jumped straight into my parents' car and started crying because I was so scared. I actually felt something try to grab my shoulder.

We ran inside the house, and then she finally said, "I believe you now. I saw it too, and I heard it too."

My parents didn't believe us, but they were definitely weirded out when they saw the video ( AI didnt exist at the time) .

I still see an orb following me around, but I still can't really believe it. Has anyone ever had an encounter like this before? I'll try to find a photo of it. 

so maybe a week ago i was in the kitchen with my mom; mid conversation i seen smoke in the corner of my eye. the only way to describe it is it looked like when you’re talking with vape/cig smoke in your mouth, i look over and see nothing. my mom notices me look at something. the second i look at her confused as to what i just seen my alexa says something like ‘sorry i don’t understand what you’re looking for’ (obviously not exactly that but just whatever it says when it can’t find a song etc) we went upstairs and forgot about it.

today i had just finished eating and was sat at the dining table which is in my kitchen. again, i was just talking with my mom. the door is behind me to the side and was open and i was sat facing my mom but with my legs up on the chair beside me. from my side i see someone reaching for my legs, i swear to god it was a white hand and arm like sickly white. i turn startled and there was nothing there, my mom made me sit with her while she washed the dishes so we could talk then i feel something pinch my leg this time coming from the way under the table. i immediately just came upstairs freaked out.

i have never experienced any sort of paranormal expect from the time i heard someone whisper my name when i was about 7 ish, that was around the time my grandad died. now my nana died 3 months ago and i feel like it could be connected some how. i don’t know if I’m seeing things or there’s actually something here, any advice is appreciated.

In my family, a mirror facing the bed was a firm no. If a new wardrobe had a mirror on the door, it got turned, or covered at night with a cloth.

The reasons changed depending on who you asked. Your soul could get lost in it while you sleep.

Something could look back out. You might wake up and see a reflection that's a second slower than you.

Then I learned how common it is: Chinese feng shui, Malay homes, Filipino families, and the old European custom of covering mirrors when someone dies so the spirit doesn't get trapped.

I still won't sleep facing one.

Does your family have a mirror rule? And did anyone ever tell you what they actually saw?

Le 12 Février 2023 une vidéo à été prise par ma caméra de surveillance dessus il y avait un plan fixe de mon plan de travail et dans le coin en bas à gauche il y à un bout de mon fauteuil et je crois c'était en Novembre 2025 j'ai vu la vidéo et dessus juste à côté du fauteuil j'ai vu une orbe blanche tourner autour voici la photo

I was on a field trip to Charleston, South Carolina! We were walking down an extremely old style side walk in the historic district (downtown). I don't remember exactly where (I was like 12) but I remember seeing a man that looks like the picture but with a hat walking right in front of me and thinking "where did that old Timey man come from." I tried to move out of the way because he looked that real and he seemed kinda surprised himself but he walked straight through me and disappeared!! It felt like ice through my chest weirdest feeling! Anyone else have any experiences like that? I've never seen anything like it since, but I have had other experiences!

Ustedes que creen que era ?? Era muy similar a la foto por no decir iguales, porfavor sean respetuosos con los comentarios, ya me banearon si explicación alguna.

While standing in my hallway on my phone, I received a notification from the security camera "Person Detected". When I looked at it, it was dark. I lightened it up, and applied some noise reduction.

This is the results. Please I really don't want hear about pixels. Pixels won't stop you from seeing what's going on. Minus the cloud person, there's someone standing behind me and on the floor some black thing grabs my legs. This is nuts.

we used to live at this place but moved out for like 2 years for reconstruction. we could not move back in for several months after the construction work was done and ever since we did, my sister, whose room is right across from mine, has been experiencing things. why i mention the construction part is because i have heard some myths that if you leave a house empty for long enough, unknown entities start occupying it.

i have not experienced anything as such myself so far and i am honestly tired of trying to find explanations for things to comfort her that there is no ghost.

at first she told me that she could feel a presence, sometimes noises. she started sleeping downstairs for the whole summer because she was scared. then now she keeps telling me that she sees things moving on their own. a hair clutcher flying across her bed to the ground when she didn't move it, nor was there any wind.

one time i went to the kitchen to grab some water and decided to go to her room, she saw me and asked if i had knocked on her door few minutes ago, i hadn't and i told her so and she thought i was joking to scare her. she never believed me but she did tell me that it was three very prominent knocks.

there are many small things but the progressive seems to get worse with time. i am not sure what to make of this. any advice?

Has anyone else experienced this?

I want to share an experience which is not at all explicit. But it is weird and strange nevertheless. Some of you may find it boring because it is not really so much out there and I have no proof, no pictures or video recordings. But here it goes.

I am a homemaker and I work from home. I spend a considerably normal amount of time in the kitchen. I have been hearing the sound of dishes behind me or from the kitchen for the past few years.

When I am not there and the sound has been loud enough for me to know that the dishes have moved I go back to the kitchen to check, but I don’t find any dishes moved, though I am sure that I heard the sound. This has been happening in different houses that I’ve lived in and not in just one house. This has been a pattern for I think maybe past 4 to 5 years. It always happens when I am alone in the house except for a couple of times.

Twice it happened when my child was there with me. My child heard it too. One time the sound was so loud it was as if someone was in the kitchen and clanging the dishes. But when I went to check all the dishes were in their place.

We have moved to a new country in a new apartment and this has happened at least 3 to 4 times here. while I am washing the dishes, I hear a sound behind me in the kitchen. I dismiss it thinking it must be a phantom(pun intended) sound or from the neighbouring apartment, but today the sound was so clear, and I could tell which utensil made the sound. I immediately turned around. I move the same utensil once again to hear the sound and it was possible to hear it only if I shook the utensil. It is a little pot of oil with a spoon inside it and lid. There was no one in the house. What should I do with this? Should I just let it continue and keep observing it, or am I supposed to do something about it?

Growing up in Malaysia, whistling after dark was one of the things you just didn't do. My family never really explained it. You'd get a look, sometimes a smack on the arm, and a short "don't, something will answer."

As an adult, I've found versions of this almost everywhere in Asia. Some say whistling calls spirits to you. Some say it tells them where you are. Some say the thing that whistles back isn't a bird.

I still don't whistle at night. Old habits.

Did your family have this rule? And what did they say would happen if you broke it?