Friday, May 19, 2017

Phantom Knocking

Friday May 19, 2017-12.15AM

My husband had been napping and around 12.01AM he jumped up and said that someone was knocking and he went to the door and there was nothing and no one around. I had not heard a thing.

Monday, May 15, 2017

Blackbird

Monday May 15, 2017 @ 8.11PM

I had just started watching Practical Magic when I started hearing something knocking on our back wall. I went to the wall and listened but could not figure out what it was.

It was a slow pecking and I thought someone was messing with me. So, I grabbed a cane and cautiously walked outside to see who or what was causing the noise.

I saw a black bird like a crow/raven pecking on the wall and it flew away when it saw me. It sounded like a raven.

This has me concerned because I get bad news when birds get around me.

Tuesday, May 9, 2017

Dream of Child's Death

Tuesday May 9, 2017-1.07PM

Dream of Child's Death

I had these dreams from 9AM till 12.50PM.

I had horrible dreams! The first was me near two blue caskets with women in them. The first had a woman down in the casket with no pillow, but her head was back like she was looking out of the casket over her head and she was grinning at me. UGH! I think the next one was my maternal grandmother. But I didn't look closely and the dream changed to M- and me going to the back door of her house in the dark. The doors were wide open as if something had opened them as we stood there. It spooked me and then the dream changed to me being in a place which had a long porch like hallway and windows in the wall to see through the room inside. I thought that I was in there with my little girl. She was about 5 or 6 and had beautiful dark ringlets of hair. She was in a maroon velvet dress that had lace ruffles on it and pink tights with black shoes. I thought I was looking for something and she said, "Let's ask Jesus about it!" Then skipped out down this hallway before I could catch her! I was yelling at her to not run off from me as I tried to follow her. There was a hole in the corner and she fell through it and I ran to see what happened. There was high muddy water raging under there! I could not help her and she drowned! I thought I was crying my eyes out and miserable! I made my way out to the shore and saw her lifeless body looking like a China doll. And I cried! No one cared. After this, I thought that I was leaving to new places and I saw a huge horizon that was beautiful.
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Every time I dream of children, I hear of a death. In this dream there were 3 dead people. I have ominous feelings about what may be coming.

Sunday, April 23, 2017

Fourteen Terrifying Ghost Stories From Salem, Massachusetts

By: Cristina Sanza


From Ranker.com


With a history like this one, it's no wonder that Salem, Massachusetts, is a city filled with creepy stories and haunted folklore. In 1692, witchcraft hysteria swept through Salem, ultimately leading to the deaths of 20 innocent people during the notorious Salem witch trials. As he was being tortured, accused witch Giles Corey cursed the town and its sheriff, and now his ghost appears as a bad omen before terrible events.

But the town's trouble didn't end with the Salem witch trials. Pirates, sailors, smugglers, and bootleggers also made Salem their home, and their ghostly remains haunt everything from a basement embalming studio/speakeasy to the creepy underground tunnels that crisscross the coastline.

Read on for true stories of some of the many spooky and sinister things that have happened in Salem, and the ghostly effects from its tragic history that still linger today.

The Ghost Of Giles Corey Appears Before Terrible Events

Giles Corey was a supporter of the witch trials and even testified against his own wife, Martha. That all changed when he was accused of being a warlock (or male witch) himself. He refused to enter a plea during his trial, leading Sheriff Corwin to torture him in the hope of securing a confession. Corey was publicly pressed to death, and the extreme nature of his punishment led many to question the validity of the witch trials.

During his torture, Corey reportedly shouted at Sheriff Corwin, "Damn you! I curse you and Salem!" Four years later, Corwin died suddenly of a heart attack at the age of 30.

Corey's ghost is now believed to haunt the Howard Street Cemetery, where he appears as a bad omen. Witnesses saw his ghost just before the Great Salem Fire of 1914.

Joshua Ward's House Was Built On An Infamous Sheriff's Land

Retired sea captain Joshua Ward had this brick mansion built in the mid-1780s. During the 1680s, the land had been owned by the notorious Sheriff George Corwin, also known as "The Strangler." Nineteen men and women were executed under his watch during the witch trials, and Corwin was infamous for his torturous interrogation techniques

After Corwin's sudden death in 1697, his family had him interred in the cellar because it was too cold to bury him and they were worried about Salem residents dismembering his corpse in revenge. His body remained in the house for several years before being moved to the Broad Street Cemetery.

Several ghosts now reportedly haunt the spot where Joshua Ward's house now stands, including Corwin himself and the spirit of one of his victims, Giles Corey. The angry ghost of a woman with wild black hair has also been seen; she's believed to be another victim of the witch trials.

The House Of The Seven Gables Is Haunted By Its Former Owner

The famed House of the Seven Gables was built by sea captain John Turner in 1668, and three generations of the Turner family lived there before it was sold. The new owner, Captain Samuel Ingersoll, eventually left the house to his daughter Susanna, who was a cousin of Nathaniel Hawthorne. His visits to her house inspired him to write The House of the Seven Gables.

Today, it's said that Susanna's ghost can still be seen wandering the halls and looking out the windows. Strange sounds are heard, and the ghost of a friendly child reportedly lives in the attic. The house is now a museum, so you can make your own ghost-hunting visit, if you dare.

The Jonathan Corwin House Has Direct Ties To The Witch Trials

The Witch House (also known as the Jonathan Corwin House) was the home of Judge Jonathan Corwin, who presided over the Salem witch trials and sent 19 innocent people to their deaths. It's now the only structure still standing in Salem that has direct ties to the witch trials, and it's open to the public as a museum.

The paranormal hot spot was featured on Ghost Adventures and the investigators experienced cold breezes, felt touches on their arms, and heard the sound of a child's voice.

A Local Liquor Store Is Haunted By Prohibition-Era Ghosts

If you've passed through Salem or Peabody, MA, you may have noticed Bunghole Liquors and had a good laugh. But the funny name actually comes from the liquor store's Prohibition history. Back then, the building was a funeral home and the owner ran a speakeasy in the basement where dead bodies were embalmed. The slang for the secret drinking spot was "bunghole," as in "Will I see you at the bunghole tonight?" One of the regulars said that if Prohibition was ever lifted, the owner should turn the place into a liquor store, and that's exactly what happened in 1933.

Today, it's said that spirits still lurk in the store. A female ghost roams behind the wine racks and a feline ghost haunts the shop.

Underground Tunnels Were Discovered Beneath The Bookstore

Wicked Good Books occupies the space that was formerly Derby Square Bookstore. During renovations, tunnels were discovered beneath the store which connected to a warehouse in Derby Square. According to a Salem tour guide, the tunnels were used to smuggle goods and people. Investigators discovered evidence of human remains inside the tunnels, and it's believed that two runaway slaves were entombed there.

Derby Waterfront Has A Haunted Maritime Past

In the late 17th century, the strip of taverns on Derby Street across from Derby Wharf became the go-to place for illegal activity. Sailors and sea captains visiting Salem used underground tunnels to make their way to brothels in the red light district. It's also rumored that they would use the tunnels to kidnap people.

Today, the stretch of Derby Street is still home to cafes and taverns, including The Witch's Brew. The spirits of the old sailors linger, with disembodied voices floating through the air and sightings of pirates mysteriously emerging from the water.

The Old Salem Jail Is Now A Luxury Condo

The Old Salem Jail was the site of an estimated 50 hangings - and you can now live there in a luxury condo, if you're into that sort of thing. The jail opened in 1813 next to the Howard Street Cemetery, where Giles Corey was pressed to death by Sheriff Corwin during the witch trials. The Boston Strangler, Albert DeSalvo, was also jailed here.

In 1984, the conditions in the prison were so bad that the inmates successfully sued the county. A federal judge ordered it to be closed down seven years later, but until then, it was the oldest operating prison in America.

The Hawthorne Hotel Is A Haunted Hot Spot

The Hawthorne Hotel was built in 1925 and named after resident author Nathaniel Hawthorne, author of The Scarlet Letter and The House of the Seven Gables. Today, the hotel is a popular event venue - but party guests may have to deal with a few ghosts, as well.

In room 325, people report hearing a crying baby, feeling the touch of an unseen hand, and seeing the water taps turn on by themselves. Meanwhile, over in room 612, the ghost of a woman reportedly stares at you during your visit.

Turner's Seafood Is Haunted By A Woman In White

In 1692, the first woman accused during the Salem witch trials, Bridget Bishop, owned the land where Turner's Seafood now sits. According to local legend, the restaurant is haunted by a woman in a long white dress from the 17th century. Some have seen her reflection in mirrors and believe she messes with electrical equipment inside the restaurant.

Salem State University Has Some Ghostly Students

Formerly known as the Salem Normal School, Salem State University was established in 1854, and it's got quite a few ghosts. Two girls were electrocuted in the Gramley Library and their spirits reportedly still linger among the stacks of books. Another young woman died in the elevator shaft in Clewell Hall. Room 222 in Bowditch Hall is especially haunted, with reports of the beds violently shaking.

Ghosts Try To Watch Movies At The Local Cinema

CinemaSalem is an independent movie theater located on East India Square. According to the staff, the place is definitely haunted. One former manager says that while in the projection booth one night, he saw a man in black Victorian-era formal wear sitting in Theater No. 3. There was no movie playing and the cinema was otherwise empty, so he went downstairs to ask the man to leave. By the time he arrived, the man in black had disappeared.

Morning Glory Bed & Breakfast Has Some Ghostly Guests

Located just down the street from The House of the Seven Gables, the building housing Morning Glory Bed & Breakfast dates back to 1808. If you stay there, you'll experience old-school New England charm - and most likely a haunting or two. The ghost of a young woman wearing clothing from the late 1800s has been seen wandering around the B&B, and guests often hear children playing in the rooms.

A Casket Crashed Through The Wall Of A Restaurant

The Burying Point Cemetery is the oldest burial ground in Salem. Built in 1637, it's the final resting place of several notable Salem residents and now shares a retaining wall with a restaurant.

Located at 300 Derby Street, the restaurant Murphy's used to be known as Roosevelt's. No matter what it's called, the place is most likely haunted. If you go on a ghost tour of Salem, you'll hear the story of the infamous night when a casket crashed through the retaining wall and into the dining room. Tim Maguire, co-owner of the Salem Night Tour, says he's seen convincing photos of the incident that no doubt ruined people's appetite.

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Fifteen Hikers Share Their Scariest Experiences in the Wilderness

By Occult Museum

The Lineup

There’s nothing better than sitting under the stars with friends and family around a campfire, getting away from the normal hustle and bustle of everyday life by sharing a good horror story or two. But what if those stories turn out to be true? From strange encounters with smiling men who are not all they first seem to be, to terrified campers who stumble across ancient altars deep in the woods and ghostly footsteps that creep around in the dead of night.

Here are 15 true horror stories shared by hikers, campers and rangers who dared to venture into the wilderness and then into the beyond.

1. The Helpful Stranger

“When I was about 18 me and some friends took a road trip about seven hours or so down to the Apalachicola National Forest near Tallahassee FL. We were going to do a little car camping, drink a few ice cold Natty Lights. You know, 18-year-old stuff. As such we didn’t want to be bothered by any park rangers so we drove waaaay deep into the woods.

Got there, set up camp, had said Natty Lights, and me and a guy decided to go do a little exploring, so we walked about 100 yards from our site back to the main road, saw another path directly across from us, and started walking. Immediately we started seeing signs that someone had lived there for a while. Big bags of trash, stuff like that. Should have been a huge red flag to turn around. But you know. 18. Nothing could hurt us. So we get to this camp site of an older white guy living out of his van. Clothes lines strung up, coolers places around it, and a big gorgeous dog, I think maybe a golden retriever. We tried to back out, but he sees us and starts talking. He’s friendly enough, asks us where we’re from, tells us about some cool spots to check out in the park, we end up chatting for 10 minutes and going on our way. I kept thinking to myself how odd it was that he gave directions in steps, not yards or miles. Guy always seemed to be off balance. Not stumbling drunk, but like he was walking on a balance beam, swaying side to side. Oh and he was SUPER excited to talk about national parks and forests where we were from.

Ok. Camping part over. We went back to our tents. Fast forward two months, same buddy calls me late at night and tells me to turn on TV to the news, I oblige. I see an old dude with a van. You see where this is headed but I didn’t, so I get pissed at my friend for waking me up. “No, WATCH.” And then I see the golden retriever and it all clicks. What the fuck. That man’s name was Gary Michael Hilton, convicted of at least four murders. He kidnapped and murdered a girl on Blood Mountain, GA, an older couple in the Pisgah, NC, and a girl in the Apalachicola at that camp site not long after we left. Yes, the very same places he had been talking to us about.

Obviously, we call the cops, they put us in touch with the FBI, and we get flown down to take investigators to the camp site. Point out every spot we saw anything, tell them exactly what he told us, and show them the places he described to us. I didn’t find out until after the trial, but apparently they found what appear to be partially destroyed human finger bones in an area near the site.” – DrJimDanger

2. The Charred Altar

“A few summers ago I was canoeing in the Boundary Waters with some friends. A few days into our trip, at least two days of paddling from the nearest entry point, we found the creepiest campsite on an island. There was brand-new, abandoned camping equipment everywhere, like a sleeping bag and camping pad. Throughout the campsite sticks with the ends charred had been stuck in the ground. In the remains of the fire was a heavily charred toothbrush, along with the remains of a wallet, glasses, papers and some clothes. The creepiest part was near the edge, where a single petrified moose alter had been wedged between some boulders and surrounded by charred sticks in a circle.

We got the hell out of there and as far away as we could before night. One of the creepiest things I’ve ever seen, it looked straight out of a horror movie.” –  Liivv

3. A Perfect Circle

“I was backpacking in the Beartooh Wilderness in early 2000’s with a good friend of mine. Three days into the hike, we had only seen one other couple. On the third night at about 4:00 A.M., we were awoken in our tent to what sounded like screams in the forest, big guttural screams. Obviously, we were freaked out sitting in the tent not knowing what was out there. We started hearing what sounded like hail for about 15 minutes followed by heavy footsteps near our camp. My friend and I started yelling and making tons of noise, and the commotion outside the tent slowly came to a halt.

In the morning, after not sleeping at all, we unzipped the tent to the creepiest scene: all around the tent were literally thousands of little pebbles that were not there the evening before. Surrounding the tent in a near perfect circle were 20 or so 150 to 300-pound boulders. My friend and I hopped out of there making a three-day hike into one, practically running the entire way to the car.” – I_hate_NY

4. The Last Campsite

“When I was young my dad lived in an old log cabin about 15 miles west of Sheridan, WY in the foothills of the Bighorn Mountains. Every summer when I was visiting we would go up into the mountains backpacking and fishing for two days every weekend. We would park the truck, hike into a remote area fishing for trout along the way and make camp wherever we ended up. We encountered a number of strange/creepy things and got into some scary situations with wildlife but the one that sticks with me the most was an ancient abandoned camp we found.

We were hiking down a very steep slope to get to an area of a creek that had been dammed up by beavers, hoping to catch some big trout. I had climbed out on a rock ledge and was looking for a way down when I saw the stock and action of an old rusty rifle sticking out of a tree (where the tree had grown around the barrel years before) about 10 feet above the ground. Dad and I climbed down to check it out and we found a small cave at the base of the rock formation, only about 12 feet deep, which would make a nice natural shelter but a really terrible place to set up a long term camp.

Inside we found a bunch of really old stuff; three heavy gauge unopened cans of food, an old cast iron pot that had holes rusted all the way through it, a crusty old saddle and bridle set, and a very deteriorated heavy wool blanket rolled up and tied with a leather belt. When we unwrapped the blanket we found several personal items including a rusty old cap and ball black powder revolver, a leather satchel with lead pistol shot, a powder horn with no black powder in it, tarnished old cartridges (presumably for the rifle in the tree), a straight razor, and most unsettling was a shirt with holes in it and over half of it stained with dried blood. As we stood there thinking about what all of this meant it occurred to me how remote this place was even at that time (it was July of 1985) and the fact that whoever owned that shirt had been very seriously injured, stuck on a steep slope in the middle of absolutely nowhere I got serious chills down my spine.

The only thing that somewhat dated this fateful campsite was the pistol and the rifle, both of which were made sometime in the 1870’s according to my father. There’s no way to ever know what happened to the man who owned all this stuff but the fact that he or someone he knew was obviously shot twice with either a gun or arrows and all his belongings were sitting right where he left them possibly 100 years later, it was highly unlikely he left that area alive. Discovering what amounts to a 100-year-old crime scene in the very remote wilderness kinda gave me the creeps. But mostly, it just made me sad to know how hopeless and alone this guy must have felt when he died.” – Camo_Panda

5. The Cave Full of Bones

“A few years ago, I was backpacking in Eastern Washington with some friends of mine. I don’t know how well you guys know Eastern Washington, but it’s pretty much dust, sagebrush, and dirt. We decided to hike up on to the top of this canyon, and from up there, you could see miles and miles of nothing. After a few hours of traversing the top of the cliff, we eventually found a little crevasse that kind of took us underground into a pretty decently sized cave.

The cave was filled with little bones, like mice and bats. In one of the corners of the cave, there was a rock fixture that jutted up from the ground and almost made a separate “room.” In the room, we found lots of scratches on the walls, photographs, and three bottles with notes in them. While this was kind of off-putting on its own, we figured it was just some sort of joke, and we’d find silly S.O.S. notes in the bottles.

The scariest part about it all was the photographs were super ordinary, of families and normal people, and two of the notes in the bottles made no sense at all. While it was English, it was pretty much straight gibberish. None of the words made sense in context with the other words. The third bottle had a super ordinary letter talking about what they’ve been up to like something you’d send to a fairly distant relative after not talking with them for a while.

I don’t really know what to think of it all. I feel like it could easily have been someone just joking around, but it was almost too strange for that.” – NocturneLark

6. Rocks Thrown at the Tent

“I once went camping up in Allegheny National Forest. Me and some buddies were all sitting around a fire bullshitting. As it got a bit later, we kept hearing things landing on the ground all around us. There were rocks being thrown at our tents and towards the fire. Nothing too absurd, could’ve been some hooligans at a nearby campsite. But looking around the area we saw nothing. Anyway, it eventually stopped and we went to our tents. A few hours later we heard this ear-piercing noise that sounded like a woman screaming while running through our campsite, but much raspier.

It was a pretty unsettling experience, needless to say, but nothing more came of it.” – AlexDr0ps

7. Lights in the Sky

“My family and I were camping on a lake in central Texas on a week with very few people around. Our spot was on the edge of the camp next to the woods and very close to the edge of the lake. We were playing Pictionary by the campfire the first night we were there when I see a light go by over the lake.

I didn’t think much of it and was still focusing on the game when another one went by at the same speed following the same line. At that point I felt a little bit strange, but still wasn’t too worried about it. After that another went by and now I point it out and my dad said he noticed it as well. We walk out past the campfire and campground lights to get a better view of what these were. They continued to fly by over the lake going the same speed and staying the exact same distance from each other.

They were reddish yellow orbs and there was no sound coming from them. Now my whole family is watching in awe and disbelief. After about 15 go by the last one was chased by a white ball of light that was much closer than the rest. We didn’t talk about it much after discussing what it could be, but when we got back home from the trip my mom looked it up and saw that people in a town a few miles from our campsite reported seeing the same thing exactly the way we saw it.” – _TX_

8. Diablo

“I had been out stargazing and was sleeping out in a park near town–no tent, just a sleeping bag and pad. This was a fairly popular area for joggers, walkers, etc. I had found a nice spot in a field few hundred meters from the top, obscured by tall grass and brush, but with a nice view of the valley below and mountains in the distance. It was very nice! I saw some shooting stars, heard coyotes singing in the distance, and slept very well since it was a warm summer night.

In the morning, at the crack of dawn, I was woken up by one of the strangest performances I’ve ever witnessed. Above me on the hill, I could hear some kind of chanting. Due to my concealed location, I couldn’t actually see what was going on, and I wasn’t keen on moving to a better vantage point lest I be seen by the group. A man’s loud and deep voice was half chanting, half shouting in a language I couldn’t identify. It sounded like a Latin-derived language, but was definitely not Spanish though he kept repeating a word which sounded similar to “diablo” (Spanish for the devil). There were other voices too, but he was clearly leading whatever was happening up there.

Eventually, he finished his chant, and there were some cheers and whoops, and then the entire group silently departed. After waiting a while to make sure it was clear, I went up to where the sound had come from–there was no physical evidence of whatever had happened. I asked everybody I knew in town if they had any idea what it might have possibly been, and nobody had heard anything like it. To this day, one of my greatest regrets is not peeking out of my hiding spot to see what the heck was going on.” – nrhinkle

9. Mysterious Rescuer

“My family used to camp in Algonquin Park in Ontario when I was a kid. We used to do a lot of the day hikes with our dog. The dog was a crazy runner, and would run up and down the trail, back and forth between my parents and my brother and me.

This one trail ended at a lookout. My brother and I stopped to take in the view, and my dog arrived, seconds later, travelling at full speed. He attempted to apply the brakes, but the momentum carried him right over the edge. We freaked out. Our dog had just gone over a cliff, and it was a good 50 or 60 foot drop.

I ventured over to the edge to look. My dog had somehow landed on the one ledge that sat about 10 feet down. Shit. Now what? Any movement, and my dog would fall the rest of the way down. It was a shear face, and no way to get down.

OUT OF THE BLUE, from the trail behind, appears a hiker WITH FULL CLIMBING GEAR. Algonquin is not an area known for a lot of climbing. I’ve never seen anyone before or since with gear on that trail. This guy belayed down, rescued my dog, packed up and left. He didn’t even stick around long enough to get his name. To all intents and purposes, he just returned to the trail and vanished.” – Anonymous

10. The Shaking

“He had taken his young son for a father and son type hike out of Skagway. If any of you are familiar with Skagpatch, there is quite a network of trails above town at lower Dewey lakes.

So, it’s evening, dinner done, tent up, bed time. Sometime later, around midnight, he’s woken up by the tent shaking violently, then silence. Then again. Keep in mind its late August, and pitch black, I mean as pitch black as you can get under the heavy coastal rain forest with no moon.

This shaking kept up for over an hour. He had no idea what it was. He went out with his headlamp, yelled, and heard nothing. Would go back in the tent, then it would start up again. He could hear footsteps whenever it happened.

He was pretty shaken up by the next morning as you could imagine.

He reported it to the troopers, and the only thing they could come up with was someone with a night vision set up messing around. Or something else…” – Yukoner

11. The Footsteps

“Two tents, next to each other about five feet apart, in the middle of the mountains. Had my three little brothers in one tent and me and my girlfriend in the other.

It’s night time and we have just put the fire out, so its dark. Everyone is in their respective tents snoozing off into dreamland. About an hour later im the only one awake just day dreaming.

Suddenly I hear soft human-like footsteps circling our tents over and over. Confused, I ask whose there with no response but continued footsteps so I stepped outside.

No one, footsteps stop. I go back into my tent. Footsteps start again … I make my presence known and go back out. No one, footsteps stop. Of course, I check on my brothers but they are asleep and sound. I repeat this same process about four to five more times believe it or not, lol. Footsteps always stopped. Ended up just going to sleep to the footsteps and not giving a fuck.

When morning came I asked my brothers how they slept and they responded with “Fine, except for you walking, loudly, all around the god damn campsite all night!”” – Itsnotoveryetdamnit

12. The Stickmen

“Six hours walk through thick brush to the nearest passable road. Age 14, maybe 15, hiking and camping with two fellow Boy Scouts and an adult. We made camp for the night, had a cold dinner because it was too wet to scavenge firewood, and all turned in early.

Even in the woods, there are noises. Frogs, owls, small game, and every sort of bug. My tent-mate and I awoke at the same time, maybe 3:00 A.M., to hear nothing outside. Absolute ear-straining silence, like a woolen blanket wrapped around the head. After a few minutes, the bugs started chirping again and we went back to sleep.

When we woke up in the morning, we found that five of the pine trees surrounding our little clearing had been connected in a star shape with scraped lines, and pinned to each one was a stick-man. Like the ones from The Blair Witch. The leader and his son (occupants of the other tent) accused us of f***ing with them, but we both knew it wasn’t us. That’s a story nobody believes. I mean, who would believe the alibis of two kids?

I’ll never camp without the safety of a large group and nearby civilization ever again.” – awesomeificationist

13. The Cackle of Witches

“I went camping in Big Sur, CA with one of my best friends. It was off-season and a Sunday night, so the place was practically empty. We picked a campsite about a half-mile walk to the ocean. It was in a huge open field surrounded by a lush forest. In the background were Limestone Mountains and you could hearing the crashing of the ocean’s waves. Very epic.

We spend the night around a campfire telling stories and eating. We’re both pretty experienced backpackers too—we are VERY diligent in ensuring we do not leave any trace of food by our site, and almost everything other than our essentials goes in the bear bag/box. I have my dog with me too (she’s ADA, so she was allowed on the site)—she’s leashed around one of the few trees in the field on a long metal leash and full harness. It’s a full moon out, and it was pouring beautiful blue light across the field. It was absolutely pristine and breathtaking.

Around 1:00 A.M., something spooks my dog. Now, she is used to the woods and has an incredibly calm demeanor. But, I mean, she is FLIPPING out, tugging hard on the leash like she is desperate to escape … and she does: she pulls so hard that her harness snaps and she goes bolting across the field into the wilderness. I lose my cool. I drop everything and bolt after her. I’m not thinking straight running into the woods at night: my only concern was getting her even if it meant risking my own safety.

I rescue her. I find her curled up in a random clearing in the woods, looking ashamed and terrified. Thank God she ran in a straight line, otherwise I would have been totally lost. I walk back carrying her and my heart is pounding furiously at the horror of the idea of her being lost in the wilderness forever. The thought now is still unbearable. I can feel her heart pounding too in my arms—she’s still terrified.

I’m no longer in a great mood. We all head to bed in my tent, but my dog won’t lay down. She refuses. Her ears are up and she’s staring intensely at the tent wall, as if she could see through it and she’s tracking something. It takes a while for my nerves to calm down from my chase earlier. I’m working hard at taking deep breaths and reminding myself that I’m prepared for anything that I could encounter. That my dog is simply spooked from maybe a raccoon. Maybe she’s just exhausted and acting up. And then I hear it: cackling. Like a high-pitched laughter that is full of a disgusting type of joy and it’s coming from outside my tent. Fuck deep breathing: my senses go on high alert, my body tenses up so tightly it’s like I’m about to break in half. I can’t even breathe.

And then I hear even more cackling, like a group of witches were doing something evil just yards away. It fills my hearing: laughing and laughing and more laughing. It’s loud and it just sounds so wrong. I can’t even bring myself to move to look at my friend. It’s like my entire body has given up. The laughs are then followed up with blood curling screams. It honestly sounded like somebody was being murdered: it was full of panic and horror and sadness.

It could have been wolves or coyotes killing their prey. But it sounded so distinctly human—the laughter, the sobbing, the screams. Finally my friend says something: “What. What the fuck?” I even begin to laugh a little because the situation was so intense and wild, I had no idea how else to react. “I can’t handle this,” I say, and suggest that we bolt for the car. It’s a mile away, so we decide to stay out. We just listen to the laughter and screaming until it fades away. Even when it was over, I didn’t bother going to bed.” – rylodo

14. Negative Filmstrips

“I was backpacking in Yellowstone above the tree line at about 10,500 feet. We are hiking on a ridge above a lake when all of a sudden we come across a horse skull. No body, just the skull.

We get to our campsite not to far away from the lake near where we found the horse skull. When we climb down to the lake, we find the body of the horse rotting on the edge of the lake with negative film strips floating in the water and laying around the shore near the body.” – orilykid

15. Shadow in the Moonlight

“I’m not convinced there is an after-life, or such a thing as ghosts, or demons… but I once saw something in the woods that felt so unnatural it made me second guess how I see the world.

I was hiking up a hillside, thick with trees, in the middle of the night during a long weekend. Some friends and I decided we would hike to the top of the hill and light off some fireworks. Approaching the hill and surrounding the base of this hill was a rolling grass valley. It was around midnight–full moon and light mist. Straight out of a horror movie! Strange part was I wasn’t nervous, or scared or anything. I was having a great night with my buddies. I didn’t have ANY of my defenses up. My buddies and I just hiked in a straight line through the rolling grass valley approaching the hill—when something caught my eye.

On my right I saw a tall shadowy figure standing perfectly upright on the top of small grassy hill. It was standing there right next to a large dead tree. I couldn’t make out any details–both the tree and the tall figure where silhouetted under the moonlight. The strange part was seeing this figure didn’t scare me, I didn’t immediate sense any threat–I almost assumed it might’ve been just another hiker or somebody having a smoke.

I passively turned my flashlight on it and that’s when it happened.

In an instant as my light hit that spot where this figure was standing, it INSTANTLY moved just outside of the range of my flashlight. Like it teleported or something. But just as vividly as I saw it standing in its initial spot, as my light hit that spot and the figure moved, I could see it standing just outside the range of my light.

My breath paused as a wave of dread washed over me, something felt 100% unnatural about what just happened. As a reflex I moved my light to the new spot where the figure was and as my light passed it, it disappeared.

I’ve never passed out in my entire life, not from heat, not from getting knocked out–never. But in that moment I felt my knees give away from under me and I just fell to the ground.

My friends turned and looked at my trying to pick myself up and my knees were too wobbly to stand. They helped me and I tried explaining to them what I experienced. I’m willing to bet it was all just light/shadows playing games with my eyes. But I’ll never be able to explain that sensation I felt of feeling like I had just seen something I shouldn’t have seen, something so unnatural that my body’s instinctual reaction to it was to go limp.” – michaellaicini

Sunday, April 9, 2017

Nineteen of the Creepiest, Most Inexplicable Things People Ever Experienced

By did you know?

Creepiest in Explicable Experience

A lot of stuff that happens is inexplicable, on one level or another. Glancing at your phone right before you get a call? Well, that could be coincidence. But what about those chilling events and creepy experiences—like going to feed your neighbor’s cat right before your house explodes? Seems a little more than mere chance…

All of these 19 AskReddit stories are bizarre and unexplainable, but some of them are downright haunted.


19. Statistically Improbable

I was doing an audit of a public program. I pulled a sample from something like 60,000 people. There was 12 people with the same name in the same town. I thought this was a clerical error so I asked for backup. I found out six were really different people but six others had the same middle initial and birthday. I asked for ids and they sent me 8. There was 8 people with the same first and last name, same middle initial, same birthday, born in the same area. The two extras were two people with all those similarities but they both had died. Here is the kicker, they died on the same day.

I think about this all the time.

18. Missing Person

My cousin dropped her kids off at daycare 11 years ago and was never seen again. Her face has been plastered all over my state, she’s been on countless news segments and was even featured on the missing persons segment of America’s Most Wanted. Then a few years back her name came up in a torture case where the guy threatened to put his victim in the same hole he put Melanie in. Her case is still no closer to being solved.

17. “No way it could have been working”

My grandma passed away on Christmas day of 2009. She was my next door neighbor, and left her house in my dad’s name. After her passing, we completely emptied out the house, cancelled the landline, cable, and everything. The house had been completely vacant for months, but on my birthday the following year we received a call from her to my house’s landline. Her same phone number, even with her name on the caller ID. I freaked out, and so did my parents. We were all too confused to answer, so we just let the phone ring. My dad called the service provider to ask what was going on, but they said her account was closed, and since nobody had been paying for the service, there was no way it could have been working. Weird.

 16. “ … told me you were on your way”

My great grandmother was in hospital and died. Because my great grandfather was elderly and it was 2:00 A.M., they rang their daughter, my grandmother, to go and break the news to my grandfather. So, at 2:00 A.M., my mother and my grandmother head over to his house to find him up, dressed, coat on, hat on, waiting for them. “Oh did the hospital call you already?” “No, my wife just came and saw me, told me you were on your way to take me to say goodbye to her body.” Utterly true, and always gives me chills when I think about it.

15. Cigar smoke, saving the day

When I was 13 or so, my mother and I were driving along a two-lane country road, when she said, “Do you smell that?” I didn’t smell anything.

“It’s a cigar. It’s one of my grandfather’s cigars. Keep an eye out, every time I smell it something happens.”

Less than 10 seconds later an oncoming car crossed the center line and she had to swerve onto the shoulder to avoid being hit head-on.

14. Secret Testing

In fourth or fifth grade, we stopped all of our classes for the day. Two people came into our classroom, a man and a woman, and they didn’t say why they were there or where they had come from. They handed out questionnaire booklets, that seemed like standardized tests, except for the questions within them. Fifty or so questions, all of them “true or false” format, but with really, really weird content. Some that I can remember were “T or F: Worms talk to trucks” and “T or F: Apples are blue” We all answered them while looking really confused, and our teachers were silent the entire time. The next days, nobody said a word about the tests. I remember asking people what they were, but nobody could recall where the people were from. We never saw them again, and no faculty of the school ever once mentioned the tests. We didn’t have them the next year, and had never had them before. I still have no clue what they wanted from us.

13. Dreaming the future

I had a dream where my dad was fishing with a man in overalls, when suddenly some black, smoke-like monster surged from the woods and impaled him in the heart. Woke up from that dream to a phone call from my stepmother. My father was on the operating table for a heart attack. He’d been smoking since the age of 17, and it nearly killed him at 38. He had two more by the age of 41.

The kicker? He’d been replacing the toilet when it happened. Had his buddy over to help (a plumber). Hence the man in overalls.

I still get chills thinking about it.

12. Doppelganger

I was at a dueling piano bar with my girl for a night of laughing. This girl my age and who I figured was her mom kept looking at me. The night went on and they eventually came up to me and apologized for the staring, and had decided to explain to me why. The old lady told me her daughter had taken her out to this piano bar tonight to celebrate her now deceased husband’s birthday and that I was actually a perfect match and looked exactly like her husband and was the same age for when they met decades ago. They asked me my name and age when I told them they both started crying as I had the same name as the husband and was the same age as when they met. They kept saying they wish they had a picture with them to show me the resemblance. The old lady and daughter asked me to please take a pic with them so they could document this and to have the pic to show the rest of family this as nobody would believe this happened. They were pretty emotional about this happening and the old lady almost pulled some tears out of me when she asked me to hug her because it was like she was going back in time and was given the chance to hug her husband once again. The daughter, to her this was like seeing her father in his prime and they were both blown away. I couldn’t say no to the pic and hug etc. The whole thing was very strange and really got me thinking about life etc. I’m a tad emotional right now thinking about this again.

11. Ghost Story

I don’t believe in ghosts but my dad has told me about a couple of his own experiences. I can’t think of a single reason why he would lie to me about it. But the craziest one he told me was from when he was about 16. He was staying the night at his best friend’s house as he had done many times before. Everyone had already gone to bed and he was watching TV alone in the living room. Then, the TV shut off on its own and he heard the floor creek like it does when someone walks down the hall. But nobody was there, and then he saw the seat next to him on the couch become depressed, and the TV turned back on, but instead of playing his show it started playing some old black and white cartoons with subtitles. He said at this point he was petrified and couldn’t even move. Then the TV shut back off, the seat inflated, he heard steps back down the hall, and his original show he was watching came back on.

10. Disappeared

My dad disappeared when I was six months old. Left for work one morning and we never heard from him again and he never showed up at work. He took nothing with him and didn’t touch the bank accounts. We assume he started a new life somewhere. I’ve been trying to find him for years with no luck.

9. Lost at Sea

My uncle, I never had a chance to meet him, hired a small yacht with a small group of friends and were going to use it to do sailing holidays as a business. Anyway. They radioed in very early one morning saying they were out of petrol off the coast, and were told they would receive petrol in the morning.

They went to deliver petrol and never found the boat. They have only ever found one life doughnut thing and that’s it. They think the boat was pirated, and we have reports that they’re still alive in different countries but they’ve never been substantiated. They also have a sneaking suspicion that the yacht owner had something to do with it, as he acted SO dodgy after it all went down. They literally have absolutely no idea what happened. There were no other ships in the area at the time (they thought they could have been run over and sunk by a large ship).

Anyway. It is called the Patanela. There is still a huge reward out for any info.

8. Haunted House

When I was younger I used to sleep over my best friend’s house a lot. He has an enormous, old house which is also quite beautiful. One night, I woke up and went up this long stairs to the bathroom while it was all really dark and I can’t start to describe the noises I heard while I was in the bathroom. I heard steps right outside the door, heard someone scratching the door and I thought “This must be my friend pranking me”, so I went and opened the door. Nothing, absolutely nothing. The noises stopped suddenly as soon as I opened it.

I slept in the bathroom that night and recently told my friend now that we are older what happened and he told me they had their house “purged” a year ago due to weird things happening specially with his little sister.

To be honest, I don’t believe in ghosts nor anything of that kind but that event was a complete horror.

7. Tranced

Was about 17 and learning to drive. Mom and I had just been to the grocery and running a few errands. It was almost dark out and we were heading home. Was first in line at a left-turn stoplight in a large intersection. The turn arrow light turned green, and I just sat there. It was a very odd sensation … I knew the light was green and needed to pull through, but couldn’t. It was like all motivation to move was gone … almost like when you’re staring off into space, but I was fully conscious that the light had changed and turning was what I was supposed to be doing. Mom didn’t say a word either, just stared at the light. About five seconds later, a full size Suburban came barreling through the red light. The speed limit on the road was 45, but he had to have been doing 65-75. The car shook hard when he passed us. After he ran the light, I turned like normal and mom and I both kind of “woke up.”

Afterward, we both described the same feeling coming over us at the light. If we hadn’t both been tranced-out or what have you, the Suburban would have struck us broadside. A Suburban vs a Saturn at 60-70 mph wouldn’t have been pretty. Mom would have probably been killed on impact, and I highly doubt I would have survived as well.

We still talk about it every now and then. Just a weird experience.

6. “That cool car”

When I was pretty young my mom would always go for runs around the neighborhood during the summer. One afternoon after she had been home from a run for a while I asked her “hey mom can you take me to see that cool car you saw on your run this morning?” and I described it in really great detail, based on how she had supposedly described it to me (it was a Plymouth Prowler.) She said she had no idea what I was talking about and probably had heard about it on tv or something, and not from her.

Well the very next morning she gets back from her run and is super excited and kind of freaked out, because down the street is the exact car I had described. We went and saw it, it was cool.

That was like 13 years ago and we still don’t really know how/why that happened.

5. Radio Broadcast

I used to have a clock radio that would tune to a weather frequency when my alarm went off. The day after my dad died, I woke up to the alarm, and after listening to the broadcast, I realized that it was in Danish. And it was a station in Aalborg, Denmark, where my dad had grown up. There was no way I could have reached the frequency since I was in California. I still can’t explain what happened, but I really hope it was him.

4. WTF??

It was back in high school. We were in the middle of class listening to a lesson when my vision went pitch black for a second. I assumed the lights went off but we had windows. Turns out everyone saw the same thing. Finally the teacher just bursted out saying “Ok … let’s just pretend we all blinked at the same time.” Yep … a very memorable unexplained moment for me.

3. Time Freeze

When I was in middle school, cell phones weren’t widespread yet, and I also didn’t carry a watch, so I would often do things without knowing the time.

I used to walk a mile or so to a bus stop, and I was usually the only kid that rode the bus at this time. Our schools started at staggered times, and I was the only middle schooler who rode this bus at this particular time.

I would leave my house at 6:50 and get to the bus stop by 7:20ish. I had gone with a watch before, so I knew the timing, and the bus would always arrive by 7:35, so I always had a bit of extra time.

On this particular day, it was the dead of winter and it was overcast out, so it was quite dark. I left the house at the same time I always did, my family was doing the same things at that time they always were and there was no indication of anything being weird.

I swear, I got to the bus stop, and time froze for a long time. Everything about my walk was normal, but while waiting on the usually busy street for my bus, no cars drove by, no pedestrians walked by, and my bus didn’t come for what felt like hours. The sky did get a little brighter as the day went on, but something felt really weird.

I swear I stood there for hours before, suddenly, things returned to normal and there were cars driving by and a few people walked by. My bus pulled up, and I walked on feeling very strange. I looked at the time—it said 7:33 A.M.

I don’t get what happened.

2. Pregnant Precognition

When my sister and I were kids, we were out front of our home, playing near the mailbox. Mom and Dad were there by the window watching, and according to them, my mother turned to my father and asked him to bring us inside. He shrugged her off, but she became more urgent. He asked why it was a problem, and she suddenly panicked and actually started heading towards the front door despite being less than a week away from giving birth to our youngest sister. He stopped her and stepped outside to call us in, and we complied.

Less than a minute later, a car came barreling down the street at high speed and struck our mailbox, destroying it. We would have both been killed instantly.

My parents have never felt entirely comfortable talking about it.

1. Heart Attack, Attack, Attack…

My dad has told me this story a few times—sometime in the 50s or 60s some of his cousins had gathered together at their parent’s house after their mother unexpectedly passed away in that same house just days prior. One of the cousins, upon crossing the threshold entering into that house, suddenly had a heart attack and died.

Of course this was incredibly shocking and tragic, considering that not only the mother but now one of her sons had passed in the same week. The family then has ANOTHER gathering at the same house. After a few hours of having the family together in the living room, one of the brothers of the recently deceased cousin clutches his hands to his chest, pretending to have a heart attack.

Apparently this cousin was known for his morbid sense of humor so this, while in bad taste, wasn’t out of the ordinary for him. But he wasn’t joking.

That cousin ALSO had a heart attack and died in the exact same room that his brother died in, in the same house that his mother died in, all in roughly a week’s span.

Saturday, March 25, 2017

Twenty One People Share their Creepiest Experiences of Paranormal Activity

By Occult Museum
Paranormal

As H.P Lovecraft famously wrote “the oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown.” Whether you believe in the supernatural or not, it’s hard not to get frightened when you’re alone in the house and you hear something go bump in the night. With that in mind, the following true stories of paranormal activity, ghostly figures and strange unexplained encounters are best enjoyed in the daylight hours only.

Do not read at night if you want to get any sleep. Sweet screams everyone.

1. The Boy in the Yellow Hat

We lived in Okinawa for a while a few years ago. I don’t believe in ghosts, but I can’t explain so many of the events that happened in our apartment.

The least scary had to be the boy. My son was describing this little boy that looked like his friend (who was Japanese), and how the boy wanted my son to follow him to the hallway. It was very matter-of-fact and only happened once. My son then said that the boy was trying to turn into a monster. I tried my best to ignore the goosebumps all over me and when he said that the boy had a yellow hat on, I almost lost it but managed to outwardly stay calm. I had been dreaming of a little boy coming to my side of the bed wearing a yellow hat and then turning to dust.

Later, I talked to my friend about it and she laughed and said the boy had been hiding in her daughter’s closet for a year now. Yellow hat and all.

Soon, a new neighbor moved in and she came banging on my door one night. She said something had grabbed her leg and she saw a boy in a yellow hat run away. My neighbor didn’t know my friend and I never told her about it. My kids were too young to be out and about talking to the other kids at that point.

A local friend told me to put salt across my threshold and scissors out, because scissors signify the end of a relationship in Japan. I didn’t feel really threatened until I began dreaming about a woman standing in the doorway of our spare room, staring malevolently at me. I hated going in that room because of the dreams and just a bad feeling I got there. I just always felt uneasy. There were always earthquakes so the little things like toys going off and especially the phone cord (yes, we had a landline) swaying back and forth didn’t seem too out of place.

One night I stupidly decided to google ‘ghosts of Okinawa’ and after a lot of boring stuff I already knew, I found a story that struck a nerve … it described a man whose wife was ‘targeted by a female spirit’. It sounded very frightening and when I finished the story, I was shocked to my very core to discover my actual building listed as their previous residence, which they’d moved out of a month before we’d moved in. The chances it was the same apartment were slim, but I slammed my laptop cover down and vowed to salt every freaking room in my house because at least it might ease the tension I felt there. Like a placebo.

The absolute breaking point came when one of my kids ran screaming out of bed one night and I found them huddled in the corner, and I swore I heard a set of heavy footsteps as I jumped out of bed. It could have been sleep hallucinations, but I cried and held my child and whispered that we’d leave, and we did. –nutella_or_death

2. White Mist

When I was about 14, I was staying up way too late on the computer. It was about 1:00 or 2:00 in the morning, and everyone else was asleep. I got thirsty and wandered down the hallway to get a drink. I didn’t bother to turn on any lights since there was a nightlight in the hallway and there was enough light to get by. I’m walking back to the bedroom when I get this weird feeling like someone is watching me, and turn around. There is this big white mist just floating right behind me. I immediately turned around and moped my way back into the safe bright room.

The thing is, there were no windows facing that hallway and I hadn’t passed the nightlight yet, so it definitely wasn’t a trick of the light. All the doors leading to the hallway were also closed. A few years later when I was moved to the small room closest to that spot, I got the heebie-jeebies and couldn’t sleep without a lamp on.

It wasn’t until some time later after the sighting that I learned that in the 80’s, a guy was renting out the house. He was arrested for the kidnap, rape, and disappearance of a bunch of kids in the area, and for the suspected murder of his wife. They never found her, and she supposedly ran away, according to him. Cadaver dogs went over the farm but they never found anything. The cops must not have done a good job though because when they moved in, my mom found a pair of boy’s underwear in the toilet tank. The missing wife was never found, and he died in prison about a decade ago. I think she’s still there, though. –Flarefall

3. Man in the Mirror

Sharing this on behalf of my partner.

When he was about four years old, he would talk to a man he saw in the mirror. Naturally, his parents were curious about his behavior and asked him questions about the man. He told his parents details about the man including his appearance, hobbies, and how he died. It turns out that one of the former owners of the house was a man who had committed suicide in the house, and he matched the descriptions of the man my partner saw in the mirror.

When his parents found out, they moved out of the house a month later. –livingitupinjapan

4. Aboriginal Spirit

Not me but my twin brother, we were around six years old, and in central Australia with our dad and older brother. We were doing some nature walk and he fell back a bit. He then screams and runs and catches up. He told my dad he had seen something.

Later that day we were in the town nearby and my twin pointed at a painting in an art gallery and said that the figure in it was what he had seen.

My dad went in to the gallery and asked the person at the counter what the figure in the painting was, and they said it is an Aboriginal spirit that takes children who wander too far from the camp or family. –Baccarri

5. The Night Visitor

A lot of weird incidents happened at the house I grew up in–stuff moving on its own or turning on or off by itself. A couple friends who came over claimed to see figures or experience their own things. But one of the most memorable things happened when I was in high school.

One night I was sleeping and woke up when my bedroom door opened. I saw the silhouette of a person moving around my room, looking like it was rummaging around near my dresser. I assumed it was my mom dropping off a late load of laundry for some reason.

Anyways, a few seconds later the figure seemed to disappear into my wall, but I was still pretty sleepy and figured I just hadn’t seen my mom walk back out my door in the dark.

The next morning, my mom asked me if I had gotten up in the middle of the night for any reason. I said no and asked why. She told me she’d seen my bedroom door open from her room, but she never saw anyone go in or come out.

Usually, these incidents happened to me or my brother when we were alone and there was no one else around to witness them. This was one of the few times when more than one of us saw something happen, so it was kind of weird to have one of my experiences sort of validated by someone else. –thinspaghetti

6. Heavy Footsteps

I was in the basement watching TV in the dark while my whole family was upstairs. As I’m chilling there, I hear footsteps coming down the basement stairs, and while I normally can tell which family member it is by the cadence/heaviness of the steps, I didn’t recognize these ones. The footsteps stopped before the bottom of the stairs, so I called out saying, oh haha, sooo scary, I know it’s you, thinking that it was my brother or someone trying to scare me.

I look back to the TV, and the footsteps start again and I whip my head back to the stairs just in time to see a dark figure go into a side bedroom that has glass doors. It’s pretty much pitch black, so I assumed whoever it was was standing right behind the glass looking at me. That’s when I started to get scared and so I ran to the lights and flipped them on, only to find the room empty. My entire family was still upstairs. It was too spooky. –woofybluelove

7. All the Pictures

I was watching my parents’ dog while they were out of town. My sister passed away in their house about a year prior. While I was there, I witnessed a picture of her fall off the wall. Then I discovered that EVERY picture of her in the house had fallen off the wall, seemingly at the same time. (They didn’t keep many pictures up in general, so it was only four different pictures.) I chalked it up to something shaking the house, even though we live in Ohio and I felt nothing.

I went home to my apartment. Face up on my desk was a picture of my sister and me that I knew I had packed away. I don’t believe in things like this but this occurred at a time where I was still very much actively grieving the loss of my sister and it hit me hard. Still can’t explain it. –kingchuck419

8. Late Night Snacks

Making toast late one night facing the kitchen bench eating for a good five to 10 minutes. Cleaned up and turned around and every single cupboard door and cutlery drawer were open. They were all closed when I went into the kitchen, and there was no way anyone could have snuck in and done it because I was home alone. I also didn’t hear them open in the time I was there. Scared the shit out of me so I froze, let it register for a few seconds, then calmly closed everything and went back to my room to hide until daylight. One of a few weird things to happen growing up. –FalariRum

9. The Old Rocking Chair

My grandmas is a very stereotypical horror movie house–small Midwest town, white and old looking home, on a farm, she even has a chipped wooden mother Mary nativity in the front yard (you get the picture). The worst is she has a cemetery about a half mile down the road.

Anyways, I used to sleep in the room in the corner on the top floor (my aunt’s room) and it had a wooden rocking chair in it. When I was younger I would wake up because I thought I heard it rocking, to the point where I would wake up my grandma and have to stay in her room. Well, about 10 years later my mom, aunt and I during thanksgiving were talking about how creepy grandmas house was. My aunt goes on to talk about how when she was younger the reason my mom and her ended up sharing a room was because she thought her room was haunted. She said she woke up one morning and the rocking chair was about two feet closer to her bed, and after that night it would start rocking on a nightly basis at midnight. Freaked me the fuck out. –luvaluva

10. Piece of Cake

My grandfather and I shared close birthdays (two days apart) and we both loved chocolate cake. My mom learned her mom’s recipe which was passed down from her mom so I guess I inherited this love for this chocolate cake. Every year we would drive upstate to see my grandfather on his birthday with a freshly baked cake and he would greet us at the door with a smile, take the cake off our hands, then disappear into the kitchen. He loved this cake. He also smoked a particular type of pipe tobacco which you could always smell in his house. To this day whenever I catch a whiff of pipe tobacco I think of him.

Anyway, he passed away in 2004. The next year for my birthday, two days before his, my mom was making a cake for me when she suddenly smells his pipe tobacco. Now he had lived hours away from us and hadn’t been to our house in years due to my grandmother’s failing health making her unable to travel, so there’s no chance of his scent lingering around. My mom realized what was happening and just laughed, saying “Dad don’t worry, I’ll set a piece of cake aside for you when it’s done, but you have to be patient!” And the smell went away.

Now was it my grandfather’s ghost visiting my mom or was it my mom associating her father with the cake, I don’t know. But I know I’d come back from Heaven for a slice of that cake. –smallof2pieces

11. The Message

Around 10 years ago, my mémère died of a heart attack in her bathroom, less than a year after her husband died. This was in July, if I remember correctly. My dad was absolutely devastated, I saw him cry for the first time in my life at her funeral, even though he’d been fairly stoic at his father’s funeral. Life went on, though undoubtedly in a darker mood than usual for a few weeks.

About a month after my mémère’s funeral was my father’s birthday, and he was working the night before his birthday into the morning hours of it, as was usual. My mother and I were up late (like 2:00 A.M.), her on her computer and me on the PlayStation, when my dad came home. He worked around an hour away, and didn’t usually get home until 6:00 or 7:00 A.M. We asked why he was home so early, and he said he got a birthday voicemail from his mother on his phone while he was at work shortly after midnight. His phone never even rang, he just suddenly had a new voicemail. Phone log didn’t show any incoming calls missed. He played the message for us, and it was undoubtedly my mémère’s voice on that message. She said it made her happy that he missed her (they had a pretty strained relationship) and finished the message with a quick happy birthday song and a line from his favorite lullaby from when he was a child.

My dad kept that message on his phone until he got a new one and listened to it pretty frequently. The message was so bone-chillingly clear, I honestly don’t think it could have been anything besides her. Only paranormal thing I’ve ever believed in. –SageFantasma

12. Long Scratches

I was 12-13. We had just moved to the UK from Texas the year before. We moved into the really nice farmhouse in the south of England near Wilton. We were completely alone for at least three miles in each direction. Anyway, on with the creepiness. The first thing that happened was in our kitchen. It was a large room with light fixtures in the ceiling. those lights were flickering one night and I was just staring at them. Out of the corner of my eye I could see a girl, she was wearing a white dress with her hand on the window. Scared the fuck out of me. So I jumped back and tried to put my focus on her, but when I tried, she was gone and in that instant the glass of the light fixture fell.

The second thing was slightly more terrifying. I was home alone, it was raining that night. Mom was out somewhere (friends I think) and I was just watching TV. It was about 9:00 P.M. and I could hear scratching, not like a dog scratching the door to go out, like a long continuous scratch. So I look around the house and I see nothing. I sit back down to watch TV and I hear it again, but it sounds like its outside so I dart out the back door to have a look (maybe a tree in the bad weather?) But I saw nothing again.

I come back inside and the TV is off and the front door unlocked. I shat myself. I ran to get a kitchen knife and my mom’s old phone. I hide in the office that is on the ground floor and text my mom and tell her what is going on. She calls the cops, and they arrive. They have a look around and see wet boot prints that walk in through the front door, lead into the kitchen and then stop, no exit prints. –themasterplatypus

13. The Praying Boy

When I was young, 7-10, I suddenly awoke in the middle of the night to a young child kneeling near my bed praying. At first I thought it was my younger brother so I asked him what he was doing, after I asked he slowly looked at me and stood up and started running so I hopped out of bed and followed him down my stairs and out my front door, we had a long driveway and I followed him all the way to the end and then he simply vanished. I went back to my room and nothing like that has happened since. –cocopuff6996

14. A Last Goodbye

This isn’t my story but my mom’s, she is an extremely rational person but this event caused her to have such severe panic attacks that she had to return and live with her parents for six months. All of this happened a few years before I was born.

My mom’s first husband was a Navy pilot during the Gulf War. The carrier was about 10 days into it’s cruise and operating with complete radio silence. She hadn’t heard anything from the ship since it left but that was to be expected, this was a war. On that night about 10 days into the cruise my mom woke up suddenly in the middle of the night. She saw her husband standing in the room. It wasn’t an ethereal form either, he appeared solid and utterly the same. The only thing different about him was that his head was shaved. He only had one thing to say, “Goodbye.”

This whole experience startled my mom and she couldn’t get back to sleep. She went to the kitchen to get some water when the doorbell rang. All military wives know what the late night doorbell means. Her husband had suffered a massive heart attack and died aboard the carrier. She was grief ridden but reasoned that the apparition had been a hallucination born of the stress of having a spouse deployed. Besides with his head shaved, he didn’t even look that familiar.

Her mother and mother-in-law flew out immediately to plan for the funeral and receive the body. She stayed strong until the first viewing of the body. Her lifeless husband was bald. In a letter from his NFO the shaved head was explained as the result of a lost bet. There had been no way of knowing that his head had been shaved and my mom suffered a minor mental break. –raider02

15. Silhouette in the Night

My girlfriend and I were visiting my sister, who lived in a 200-year-old home in western MA that used to be a brothel. We were staying in her guest room, which recently had new carpet installed that was rather tall and stiff. This made it quite difficult to open and shut the door. I recall using my body weight to force it shut and needing to yank it open. As I’m trying to fall asleep, I hear something bump the door from the hallway. I assume this is my sister, her boyfriend, or their dog. A few minutes later I hear something at the door again, but this time the knob turns. I freeze as I see the knob slowly turn and the door begins to open until I see a shape resembling the silhouette of a young girl. The only child in the house is an infant. I immediately roll over onto my side, close my eyes, and attempt to convince myself that what I saw was the silhouette of the dog. I don’t mention this to my girlfriend or my sister, because I don’t want to alarm anyone.

Fast-forward a few months, my girlfriend and I are returning to western MA to attend my sister’s wedding and we will be staying in the same room. On the plane, my girlfriend says “I have something I feel I should tell you about your sister’s house.” I immediately know where she’s going with this. As it turns out, she was awake when the door opened, but she got a better look then I. She describes seeing a girl of about five or six wearing a victorian-styled night gown open the door and stare her in the eyes with a penetrating intensity before my girlfriend looked away.

I tell her my story and we decide to make sure we drink enough to pass out every night so we won’t be awake if we are “visited.” –noiselvr

16. “I Don’t Feel Good”

I used to work as a 911 operator in a relatively large metro area. One night at about 3:00 A.M. or so I answered a call from an elderly lady who said she didn’t feel good. I tried to get more info about what was wrong, chest pain, trouble breathing, headache, is she diabetic etc. I got her address and phone number, she said no one else was home but the door was unlocked so they could go in. No matter what else I asked about what was wrong, all she would say is “I don’t feel good, can you please send someone to help me?”

After a few min she said “I’m gonna put the phone down for a minute, I need to go to the bathroom.” I tried to get her to stay on the line with me, told her she can do whatever she needs to get ready but I’d like to be able to stay in contact in case there’s a problem. She said “I’m gonna put the phone down, I’ll just be a minute.”

A couple minutes passed, then the fire department called on scene so I just disconnected and didn’t think much about it. Told them the patient advised front door is unlocked and she was in the bathroom. A couple more minutes and the one of the firefighters called over the air with a weird tone and said “Fire alarm (which is how they addressed dispatch) … uh how exactly was this called received?” I told them call was first party from the patient’s home phone approximately 8 minutes ago. He didn’t respond over the air, but called the desk from his cell phone, which usually only happens when something weird is going on that they don’t want broadcasted since anyone can listen to the radios.

On the phone he said “are you sure this wasn’t a third party call from a family member or something?” I said “negative, caller advised ‘I don’t feel good’ and said no one else was home, so to the best of my knowledge, the caller is the patient … have you made contact?” He said “Yea, she was in the bathroom like you said, but she’s been dead for about 12 hours. Cold to the touch, fully livid, full rigor, we’re gonna need a deputy out here.”

Afterwards, we pulled the tapes of the radio and phone calls and checked the timestamps, address, phone number, and went over everything a few times to see if I missed something. I called them back in the morning after the shift to see if they had any more info, but they were just as weirded out as we were. The phone was in the living room and the patient was in the bathroom, but the call was definitely from that phone. –penguinluvinman

17. The Nurse

When I was young (probably around 8-10), I caught chickenpox. I woke up in the middle of the night one night, and called for my mom, because little kids can’t do anything for themselves when they’re sick.

A woman came into my bedroom and sat on my bed and stroked my hair until I fell asleep. For whatever reason, I thought it was my grandmother, but she was dressed funny.

When I woke up the next morning, I went downstairs for breakfast, and asked where my grandma was, and (naturally) my mom told me that she was at her house, like she always was. I told my mom she’d been in my room the night before, and my mom laughed and said that I’d just been dreaming.

However, my aunt (who tended to believe that sort of thing more) was babysitting me that day (the upside to chicken pox meant there was no school for me) and I told her the story. She asked me to describe the weird outfit, and it was a nurse’s outfit from the 50’s/early 60’s. My family knew the previous owners of the house. The wife was a nurse in the 50’s, and had died a few months previously.

Can I say with 100% certainty that I had an encounter with a spirit? No. But it’s certainly a spooky coincidence. –TheOneTrueChuck

18. The Swinging Noose

I was in Girl Guides for years when I was younger and we’d often take trips around the area. This particular trip we went to Ottawa and were staying in the old city jail which had been converted to a hostel. They have this promotion type thing where if you can stay the entire night on the top floor (which was death row, waiting to walk down the hall to the noose and trapdoor) you don’t have to pay. We didn’t do that, we were on one of the lower floors as we were all 10-14. But we did do a full guided tour of the jail, which took us down death row to the hanging tower. They had the actual trap door fenced so no one would fall through the three-story hole, and even had a recreation noose hanging over it.

The tour guide was really enjoying turning up the spooky factor for this group of easily frightened giggling girls, so as he was explaining the trapdoor he gave the noose a nudge so it chillingly swung back and forth. Moving on to the courtyard everyone was filing down the stairs and I hung back a few seconds. I really wanted to get a shot of the tower but was using a crappy old camera with real film. I had to wait for the noose to stop moving or else the shot would have an ugly blur in the middle. By the time it is finally still I’m alone on the floor but can hear others in the stairwell beneath me.

Feeling a bit nervous (what with the atmosphere and all), I started rushing a little to get the picture. Just as I was pulling the lens away from my eye, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jumped and figured I was about to get yelled at for straggling behind. Spun around and just about screamed when I saw no one there. Basically throwing myself down the stairs I didn’t stop shaking until I was in the middle of the group surrounded on all sides by friends completely ignorant to what I just experienced.

When I did tell them later that night back in the cell that was our hostel room, they all thought I was full of shit trying to scare them (no blame there, I would have assumed the same if someone else said it). By the next day I had pretty much forgotten about it, convincing myself it was probably just my imagination running overboard. I didn’t even really think about it again until I got the pictures developed. Swear to god, in the shot I took of the noose and trapdoor there is a black outline of a head and shoulders, as if someone was standing right in front of me. I was completely alone at the top of the tower at the time, and the angle doesn’t even make sense how someone could be there.

What did I do with the picture? In typical 13-year-old girl fashion, I made a scrap book page with it. Cut the edges with crazy scissors and with big black foam letters wrote “GHOSTS”. My parents still have it somewhere buried with all my other childhood creations. –MimzytheBun

19. The Other Daughter

I was annoyed with my daughter because she hadn’t cleaned her room in weeks so when I walked by her room and saw her standing there, I assumed she was doing what I said. A few minutes later, she walked out of the shower in the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her and asked why I was looking at her strangely. When I asked her who was in her room, she looked scared, too. I never figured out who that was but they didn’t clean up the room, either. –musememo

20. The Grey Man

I lived in a house in Yorktown, Virginia, right where the battlefields probably were. The house was creepy, the yard was creepy, and the woods behind the house were creepy. I used to sleep on my brother’s bedroom floor and sometimes in my sister’s bed because it was so creepy. I ALWAYS felt some weird presence around me; I wouldn’t say it was evil, but I couldn’t tell if it was good either.

Well, one night when I was 10/11 I was sleeping on my brother’s floor. I woke up from a dream about a gas station. I remember feeling kind of weird. About 30 seconds to a minute after I woke up (I’m 99.9% certain I was awake), I saw a man appear in the doorway. He stood there for what felt like an hour. He stared at me, dressed in old-fashioned clothing and a hat. He was completely white and grey, and a bit translucent. He eventually turned around and walked out the doorway. I saw him disappear. I ran into my sister’s room and woke her up. After seeing a picture of my Grandfather I never had the opportunity to meet, I think it might be him.

She didn’t believe me, but a few months later she did. I was at a friend’s sleepover and she had a friend at our house. Her friend was awoken by a little boy who apparently looked like me. The boy apparently said he was scared. My sister’s friend told my sister the boy was bugging her. My sister looked over, telling (the boy) to go back to my bed. It wasn’t until the morning she discovered I wasn’t there the night before. –greenrosepdtl

21. Unknown Number

Until a few years ago I still had an old slider phone. One day I got a random call asking for some girl named Sarah, I told them they had the wrong number and they intermediately hung up. For the next few months I would get these calls asking for Sarah about once or twice a week coming from different numbers and different sounding people. Sometimes these calls came at 3:00= in the morning, well one day I got a call and like usual I said I didn’t know Sarah, and after they hung up I went to my contacts and hit redial, after I did the machine took over and said that number did not exist. I went back through my call history trying to call some other people that had called me with the same result, a machine telling me the number did not exist.

Every time I would get these calls I would redial the number and still got the machine. I googled the numbers but all I learned is they were coming from North Dakota, Montana, basically everywhere in the Midwest which isn’t all that weird because I live there. I started wondering what was going on so the next time I got a call asking for Sarah I said “oh yeah, she is right here” and the other person on the other end said “no she isn’t” and hung up.

Then things started getting weird when I started getting calls from “unknown” numbers calling me. Whoever or whatever on the other end hanging up the second I said hello. The creepiest one I ever got was from a call I got where they didn’t hang up after I said hello, I could hear someone was on the other end just listening but they didn’t say anything, just something really uneasy about it.

Eventually, I switched phones and got a smart phone and I immediately stopped getting calls, I haven’t gotten a single random call in about three years now despite the fact I still have my old number from the old phone. –KingSilver

Saturday, March 11, 2017

Seventeen Paranormal Stories No One Can Explain

[Found on Did You Know?]

By: Justin Gardner


17. “they saw someone peek through the blinds from the bedroom on the top floor…”

    “When I was in high-school, the days before cellphones were common, my friends were to come over to pick me up from my house one night. We had made plans at school for them to pick me up at 7pm. At 6, my parents said I had to come with them to do something, and I totally forgot to call my friends and tell them. They came to my house at 7pm, and called the house phone. No one answered. There was 4 of them in the car. They all told us the exact same story. They said that they were about to pull out of my driveway, but they saw someone peak through the blinds from the bedroom on the top floor right. That was my room, so they assumed that I was fucking around. five more times, they said that someone would peak through the blinds, and a couple of them said they even saw the persons eyes.

    We got home at probably 7:10-7:15, and they were still in our driveway. One of my friends came over and said they thought I was messing with them. Then they asked me, “So, whose staying in your room?” I told them that no one. So they asked, “Whose…home at your house right now?” Again, I told them, no one. There stone cold faces then told me what they had seen repeatedly over the last 15 minutes. At first, we all thought there was a burglar in the house or something, so we called the cops.

    They came over and inspected the house. There was zero signs of break in, nothing was touched and nothing was stolen. Our house had an alarm on it, so there is no way someone could have come into the house without setting off the alarm.

    My family, my friends, and the cop all kind of stood around for a few minutes, trying to make sense of the situation. My friends swore up and down(and still do) that they couldn’t have imagined what they saw. All four of them saw the same things, and it wasn’t particularly a dark night so there eyes wouldn’t be playing tricks on them. To this day, none of us can make sense of the situation.”

16. “he asked her if she wanted him to perform an exorcism.”

    “So, this technically happened to me, but I was a baby and don’t remember. My mom told me this once when we were talking about paranormal activity and whether she believed. She had a couple of incidents, but the one with me went thusly:

    Mom was at home waiting for the HVAC man to come do something – I do not recall what. My dad was at work, and she was alone with me. I wasn’t more than two. The HVAC man had a reputation of being a weirdo; he was weirdly religious and very superstitious and all the other women in the neighborhood didn’t like being alone with him. My mom figured he was just misunderstood, and she said he was odd but never made her uncomfortable.

    Now, I was having screaming nightmares every night. No one knew why. I was in my own room, which was the first room a child had slept in, since the house was built after my sister was born. Mom didn’t tell the guy any of this.

    So he is checking all the rooms for whatever he’s there to do, and he walks into my room and stops dead. He asked my mom if I had nightmares. She said yes, and he told her that the house was built on an Indian burial ground, and we had angered the spirits. They were upset, and that was upsetting me.

    My mom said she didn’t really know what to say, and he asked her if she wanted him to perform an exorcism. Mom told him sure – wouldn’t hurt, right? He went to his truck, got his Bible, and wandered around my room muttering – she didn’t know what – waving the Bible, that sort of thing. After a few minutes, he turned to her and said that the spirits were calmed and everything should be fine. He finished his work and went in his merry way.

    Mom said I didn’t have another nightmare after that. She has no idea how to explain it.”

15. “Just as the killer was about to open the door…”

    “My first apartment after college was the upper half of an old house. My new roommate had just recently graduated, so he was in no rush to move in. I’d been living with my parents for the past year or so an needed out as soon as possible, so I brought a sleeping bag over with my last load of stuff on day one. No utilities, just camping out by myself in the living room.
    At some point during the night I had a vivid dream that a killer with a knife was coming down the main hall toward the door to the living room. Just as he was about to open the door, I woke up terrified. Shook it off, went back to sleep.

    I was talking to my roommate one morning a few months later. He told me about a weird dream he had the previous night. Seems he had fallen asleep in the living room (for the first time) and had a dream that killer with a knife was coming down the main hall toward the door to the living room. Just as the killer was about to open the door my friend woke up. He spent the rest of the night in his own room. I told him about my dream from the first night. We both thought it was weird.

    Couple months later a friend needed a place to crash, asked to stay on the couch for a night. Next morning he mentions he had an odd dream. ‘killer with a knife was coming down the main hall toward the door to the living room?’, I asked. ‘Just as he was about to open the door, you woke up?’, added my roommate. Look of pure terror on our friend’s face [w]as astounding.”

14. “I see what looks like the silhouette of a head”

    “I’m over at a friend’s place and we go out back in the forest behind his house. We walking through some tall brush, when out of the corner of my eye, I see what looks like the silhouette of a head and shoulders rise over the brush. I ignore it, thinking I was just seeing things.

    A short while later, we’re out on a wide trail, when something darts across the path in front of us. It looked like the silhouette of a man, hunched over, running from one side to the other, somehow leaving the plants on either side were perfectly intact. My friend turns to me and goes, ‘holy shit, did you see that?’ I did, and we got out of that forest as fast as we could. We sat in his house, terrified, and I mentioned the head and shoulders I initially saw. Turns out he saw them too, and just ignored them like I did.

    What we saw still freaks me out to this day, nearly 10 years later, because we never really knew what we saw.”

13. “I swerve into the opposite lane just missing her and hit the brakes.”

    “Few years ago now, I was driving home towards Chelmsford (England/Essex). Middle of winter, probably around midnight, my girlfriend is in the passenger seat.

    There is no moon and the road is unlit and empty and I am enjoying the drive, i’m pretty much flat out on a long right hander coming out of a roundabout when I notice there is a girl in the middle of the carriageway. She is tall, skinny and dressed head to toe in black with a long billowing skirt, she has long black hair and is facing away from me with her arms by her side.

    Like I said i’m pretty much flat out so it happens quickly, I swerve into the opposite lane just missing her and hit the brakes. In my rear view mirror she is momentarily lit up with my brake lights and is again facing away from me but still on the same spot and no sign of movement. I am spooked and instinctively get off the brakes and back on the gas, I can see her silhouette recede in the mirror. My girlfriend didn’t see a thing but is startled awake when I swerve. I circle around the next roundabout to come back to prove i’m not crazy, but there is no sign of her. There is no path near that part of the road, it is on a slightly raised embankment through farmland, no reason for anybody to be there especially at that time of night and nowhere to hide when I came back around.

    I’m not religious or superstitious in the slightest and I think it’s pretty easy to explain away (probably just a drunk girl or something) but it just didn’t feel right, it creeped me out enough to consider it a potential paranormal experience.

    I had a pretty vivid night terror about the same girl sometime later, I woke up and she was tapping on the window (ground floor flat), then she was in the room but had no face. Weird.”

12. “I get a sharp pain in my leg, as if I’d been stabbed.”

    “A few weeks ago, I was sitting at my desk in my university room. (We think our flat’s haunted because weird stuff happens every so often – things disappear, there’s noises when nobody’s in, stuff like that…) Suddenly, I get a sharp pain in my leg, as if I’d been stabbed. I look down and there’s nothing there, and absolutely nothing that could have caused it, so I carry on with my work. Next time I look down, there’s a trail of blood going from just above my ankle and trickling down my foot.

    No explanation. I cleaned off the blood and bandaged it up, and it’s healing now, but I still have no idea how I got the wound. It literally sprung from nowhere.”

11. “Brother and I had never seen this door before…”

    “When we were growing up, we were best friends with a brother and sister pair who were our exact ages so we spent all our time with them and at their house. Their house was big, it even had a movie theater in the basement. My brother and I slept over often, and the four of us usually slept in the basement in the theater since it had a huge sunken couch that fit all of us.

    Around the time I was about 9 or so, and brother was older so he remembers it better, our friends were really excited to have us over because they had gotten a few couch cushions in “the crawl room” so it would be like camping. Brother and I both had no idea what they meant, we knew every inch of their house, so we went to see this room. In their basement around the corner from the theater there was a short door, so short that we had to crawl through to get in. Brother and I had never seen this door before even though we had practically grown up in this house.

    We questioned it, but neither of us remember the answer they gave other than “they just found it”. They were rich, so I guess we assumed it was new construction? Anyway, we slept on couch cushions in that short room that night and neither my brother or I can remember anything remarkable about it, and we slept in the theater again after that night.

    The remarkable thing happened a few years later. It was my friends 14th or so birthday and I was keeping her busy while her brother was hiding her present, presumably in the crawl room. At the end of her birthday party, he brought up the crawl room. He said something like ‘you remember going in and out of there a few times, right?’ I said yes. He looked confused and asked me to show him where I remember the door being. We go into the basement and lo and behold there is no door. Not even an outline where it would have been sealed. My brother kicks the wall and it’s solid, cement. We ask our friends parents and they have no idea, they’ve never done construction down there and there is no room other than the theater in the basement.

    Reddit, I was in this room in the basement. All night, we sat on cushions in there and brought a small TV with Nintendo, we went in and out for a solid night. We all remember it. After our friends moved, the new neighbors had us over and my brother and I went in the basement with fresh eyes of logical adults, still nothing. No door and we realized that there would have been virtually no room for us to sit comfortably because the basement only extends about four feet past the edge of the house; the room would have been Under our friends lawn. I know it’s not outright scary but i think it falls in the category of paranormal because it’s just baffling.”

10. “At basically the moment I saw someone walk in the video froze…”

    “I was working a night shift at a call center and it was a slow night so I was watching Netflix or youtube or something. We have a camera that looks at the back door and I saw someone ealkimg down the hall (towards where I am working). Didn’t recognize him, but not wanting to get in shit I quickly close netflix/youtube. A couple minutes go by and I don’t see anyone, but noticed a door had shut that usually stays open so I go and open it back up. I still don’t see anyone in the office, so I do a check of the entire building and nobody is around. I get back to work (data entry) and wait for my shift to end and for other people to come in (thinking somebody might pop up behind me any second). Next shift comes in and I tell my manager (they give me a look like im crazy) and I leave.

    Next night I get to work and they tell me they checked over the recording. At basically the moment I saw someone walk in the video froze on a single frame for about thirty minutes. Video starts up again just as the door closes and shortly after I go open it again. (I should add its one of those magnetic fire doors that would close if the power went out).

    Anyways I was freaked out for the entire night next shift.”

These 17 Calls To 911 Operators Will Chill You To The Bone

[Found on Did You Know?]

By: Justin Gardner

Everybody knows that being a 911 operator is a stressful job, and sometimes they hear things on the other line that stick with them for quite some time.

I’m glad the men and women who man these phones do what they do. Because I know I couldn’t deal with stories like this from AskReddit.

17. “He had planned on taking his life…”

    A coworker of mine took this call: 911: where is your emergency? Caller: im at the bridge on [redacted] outside of [township] and theres a body underneath it 911: sir how do you know its dead C: i was driving through and i can just tell its face down and not moving at all. 911: ok sir is it male or female and can you tell if its wearing clothes? C: its a male and its fully dressed 911: sir how did you find the body does it seem like its been there a while? C: i was just driving by and saw it and no it doesnt look like its been there long. 911: ok can you stay there and meet the officer? C: yeah he should see my truck right on the bridge 911: ok sir and what is your name? C: my name is [redacted] date of birth [redacted] 911: ok thank you can you- C: [disconnected] 911: sir..sir..

    Several calls back later and still no answer. Approx fifteen minutes later deputies arrive on scene and find an unoccupied truck parked at the bridge and the body of one elderly male under the bridge who had suffered a gun shot wound to the head approx 10 mins ago. The male had called in on himself. He had planned on taking his life and just wanted someone to find him but did it in a way that no one would be able to talk him out of it. I listened to the recording a couple days later and the most chilling part is this guy was 100% calm and collected.

16. “I was a dispatcher for 10 years.”

    A couple come to mind. First, there was the elderly man who called and said, “I’ve killed my wife. Ill be on the back yard when you get here.” He hung up. Turned out that his wife was terminally ill and she wanted to die, so he shot her. Then he walked into the yard to shoot himself because he couldn’t live without her. This was both the most romantic thing and most tragic thing I’ve ever heard.

    Then there was the guy who shot himself using a shotgun and his toe. His mother found him. I was trying to walk her through CPR, but the guy had been dead a couple days already. He was all bloated and purple. The gurgling noises coming from him during CPR were just horrific. Then the phone got disconnected. I tried to call her back and got her son’s voice mail. Kind of crazy to hear a dead guy’s voice.

15. “They both survived.”

    Not me, my mom. She worked as an operator for about two years. One of those, around Christmas, she got a phone call from a payphone made by a girl who sounded extremely young, by my mom’s guess about 5-8. The girl said that her mommy was hurt, there was a lot of blood, and she was scared. She spoke to the responding officer a few days later and he said the girl was violently raped, and had multiple cuts over her body, varying in deepness. When they found the house after a few hours of searching, the mother had multiple stab wounds, was also raped, and was very close to death. They both survived.

    This was in a small town of about 2,000 people. My mom was pretty protective of us for quite a long time afterwards.

14. “He was only 4 years old.”

    About 5 years ago I took a child abuse call where the older brother, I think he was 7, was sexually abusing the 4 year old. When the 4 year old told the parents, they beat him to death. They called 911 3 days later when he was covered in ants and claimed he was just fine a few hours ago.

    The details still haunt me. That 7 year old had to learn that behavior somewhere. 🙁

    Both 7 and 4 year old were boys. The 4 year old was the one killed. I had to go to court on this after getting a partial confession, I wanted to scream in court at these people!

13. “Lots of screaming and crying…”

    One time this guy called in on New Years eve, him and buddies were drunk and the pizza guy came to the door. It startled them so they got the gun out they were playing around with and went to get the door, like cops or something. Like clearing rooms etc. Something happened in the kitchen and the gun went off and shot the guy holding it in the head.

    Lots of screaming and crying. I was trying to find out where the gun was so officers could secure it. I asked the caller if he could to take a peek into the kitchen to try and scope out where the gun was. He took a step in the kitchen and his voice changed and it sounded like he was going to get sick or faint. Since his buddies brains were distributed all over the kitchen cabinets. He sounded like he was going to blow lunch, so I just told him was doing a good job and to go back in the other room.

    Most Call Takers are pretty used to the calls and put them out of their mind. Little 2 year old kids dying really suck. The calls with kids always suck. You just try to forget and go on.

12. “I still think about it all the time.”

    I had a lady call me, withheld number, couldn’t find exact location. Wouldn’t give it. But she’s taken an overdose and didn’t want to die alone. I just sat and listened whilst she slurred her words and eventually stopped.

    I left working that job at the end of last year and that call, I still think about it all the time.


11. “He was literally freezing to death.”

    Not 911, but I worked for AAA for most of my 20s. On the night shift one evening there was a guy who called in and was very upset because Chicago had long wait times for towing service. I took the call as a supervisor and assured him we would keep him informed of any changes, but advised to seek shelter as there was an ice storm in progress. He refused to leave his car or accept a ride to safety. I talked to him 3 more times in the next 2 hours.

    As the storm got worse managing volumes became more difficult and priority went to accident calls and people blocking traffic. Around 3am I got a call from an agent who had someone on the phone who was just wimpering and mumbling. I asked her for the phone number off caller ID and it was my friend from earlier. He was so committed to waiting for a tow and not leaving his car that he was literally freezing to death. My agent was on the verge of tears and asking what to do. I took over the call and had the other Sup contact Chicago PD.

    I stayed on the line until police arrived and pulled him out of the car. He lived and was fine but holy shit I have never felt more helpless than listening to someone screaming at me and speaking 100 miles a minute to being so cold they can barely form 3 words that make sense.

10. “She said she could hear the baby crying…”

    Chilling in a good way!

    My mom is a dispatcher and got a call from a salon. A woman had gone into labor and was actively giving birth at the salon.

    All of the women there helped and she talked them through it. She said she could hear the baby crying when it came out and the paramedics arrived.

    My mom even got her own little snippet on the local news!

9. “It was no use.”

    I worked on a homicide where there was a gang shooting and guy who wasn’t in either gang, but in the wrong place at the wrong time got shot by one of the gang members out in the street. The 911 call was from his girlfriend when she heard the gunshot and came out of their house to look for him.

    You could hear her screaming at him and crying as the 911 operator told her how to do CPR but there were so many bullet holes that each time she did chest compressions she was crying and saying blood was gushing out of the holes.

    The sound of her voice was heartbreaking. She was being told to do CPR and she did but she kept repeating he was dead and it was no use.

8. “I stayed on the phone with her for 11 minutes…”

    One of my first “real” 911 calls was a lady in her burning trailer house. She was elderly and wasn’t very mobile. She was calling from a landline. I stayed on the phone with her for 11 minutes until the line went dead as she frantically struggled to get out of her house.

    She never made it out and was found dead only +/- 2 feet from the door.

    Every time I get a call of a house fire this flashed through my head.

7. “We then hear a siren…”

    I’m an English-Spanish interpreter. I once got a call from a 911 operator saying “Interpreter, I need an address, now!”. Which is pretty normal, we usually talk to the operator first and then we get conferenced in. Then all I can hear is yelling, here’s how it happened (All in Spanish):

        Lady: HE’S BLUE, HE’S NOT BREATHING. HELP ME, HELP ME, HE’S BLUE, HE’S BLUE!!!!! GOD WHY!?!?!?
        Me: Mam I need your address so we can send help (While she’s still yelling)
        Lady: YOU NEED TO SEND SOMEBODY NOW! HE’S BLUE, MY SON, HE’S NOT BREATHING, OH MY GOD HE’S GONE, HE’S GONE NOW!!!
        Me: Mam I need you to give me an address so we can find you
        Lady: I DON’T KNOW, WE’RE BY THE TRAIN TRACKS. OH MY GOD HE’S GONE, HE’S GONE NOW!!!

    … This goes on for about 3 more minutes and I had to talk as loud as I could so she could hear me over her yelling. Eventually she passes the phone to somebody else, I get the address, give it to the 911 operator and she comes to the line again.

    She’s yelling a combination of the previous conversations for about 9 minutes while the operator and me try (Unsuccessfully) to get an explanation of what happened. We then hear a siren and it’s clear the ambulance found them. The operator thanks me and hangs up.
    I never knew what happened with the boy. As soon as that call ended I had to go to the next one. Probably just somebody trying to pay their bill or taking an insurance statement. But I’ve always wondered what ever happened after we were gone… I’m pretty sure the boy died though =(

6. “He wasn’t the same for ages.”

    My brother in-law got a call where a woman had her house invaded and she was hiding in the closet. She narrated hearing them walk around the house and when the men found her screamed and he stayed on the line as they stabbed her to death.

    She bled out for whole minutes. She managed to drag herself back to the phone and spoke to him about how scared she was and her love for her family. Her last thoughts were of sadness that she wouldn’t make it to her daughters graduation.

    Even typing this out kills me. God that fucking sucked.

    He wasn’t the same for ages.

5. “…help wasn’t arriving.”

    I once was on the phone with an elderly man for 20 minutes telling him to do CPR on his dying wife. I could hear him grunting and doing the compressions. He was getting upset that help wasn’t arriving.

    When the first unit finally got there (small town middle of nowhere call) he walked in and told us over the radio there was no patient.

    Turns out the man had dementia and his wife had stepped out to the store or something and he just lost it 😕

4. “As I connect the call he whispers to her…”

    I take police emergency calls but answer 911 as well.

    Elderly man calls 911. His wife passed away in bed next to him in the night. Per protocol we’re to connect to ambulance. As I connect the call he whispers to her … “you weren’t supposed to go before me”. This was years ago and it still breaks my heart today.

    I never talk about it.

3. “Worst part was I received an award for it.”

    21 year old called me and gave me his address, was crying a lot. Through the sobs said “I’m upstairs please don’t let them find me”. Heavy crying for 20 seconds before a loud bang and a long grunt of his body in revolt from the gunshot to the head. 15 minutes of him gasping for breath slower and slower until the police got there.

    Next call was his brother calling to say he had posted a goodbye message on Facebook and he was racing home to check on him but wanted the police to stop by just in case. Worst part was I received an award for it. Never seemed right to get recognition for that.

2. “I’ve heard them all.”

    I’ve been a 911 dispatcher for almost 30 years now.. i love my job and could never do anything else. i’ve been on the phone doing pre-arrival child birth instructions when babies took their first breath, and have been on the phone when people have taken their last breath, be it from natural causes, suicide or homicide, I’ve heard them all.

    However, The one that sticks with me the most, Memorial day, 1999 a father called me to tell me that is daughter was on fire. Literally on fire. you could hear her screaming in the back ground. over 95% of her body was burned.

    Somehow she managed to survive, multiple surgeries, loss of fingers and toes. and scars all over… but it’s amazing, she finished high school. going to college… and a couple years ago she added me on facebook…

1. “I could hear her struggling to keep her head and phone above water….”

    I was a 911 Operator in Mobile, AL the day Hurricane Katrina hit the Gulf Coast. We started getting lots of calls from New Orleans and the Mississippi Gulf Coast for some reason. I guess they started routing to us after all the 911 centers to the west of us started going down.

    Anyways, I got a call from a woman who said she was trapped in her house on Gordon Street between Florida and Law. I was confused at first because we have a Florida Street in Mobile, and after checking and double checking and not being able to find her address I asked her what city she was calling from and she said “Im in New Orleans”. I tried to route her to New Orleans 911 and New Orleans Fire Department but could not get through. She started screaming and said the water was coming up into the attic where she was. I told her to find something heavy and break the attic vent out so she could get out on to her roof, but the vent was too small for her to crawl through. She sat down and started crying. I told her I would stay on the line with her for as long as she wanted me to. I stayed on the line and listened as she cried, prayed, cussed, and prayed some more.

    A little while later I could hear her struggling to keep her head and phone above water, then the phone went dead. To this day I don’t know if she lived or died. I quit 911 three months after Katrina.

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