Sunday, September 17, 2017

15 People With REALLY Believable Evidence For Their Claim They're Reincarnated

[From Graveyard Shift]

Erin Wisti

The afterlife will always be a subject of human fascination. We all wonder what happens when we die. Stories of reincarnation give believers hope that their consciousness continues after death, but sometimes leave skeptics rolling their eyes. Some reincarnation stories, however, are not so easy to dismiss. When past-life memories come with unnerving precision, even the most hardened skeptics may become believers.

In these potentially true reincarnation tales, individuals are able to recall intricate, eerie memories of lives they never lived. Their stories are rich with details that seem too exact to be drawn from imagination alone. People who have been reincarnated may remember information that is later verified, such as former addresses, old family members, and deadly accidents.

While some past life recollections can be easily dismissed, these stories are rich with haunting details that defy logical explanations. Such chronicles will leave even staunch skeptics wondering, “Is reincarnation real?”

Five-Year-Old Reincarnated As Chicago Fire Victim

At first, Erica Ruehlman laughed off her five-year-old son Luke’s odd tendency to call toys and objects “Pam." She was also unconcerned by his comments about having once been a girl. He would say he had black hair when he was a girl, or that he wore the same earrings as his mom when he was a girl. Out of curiosity, Erica eventually asked Luke who Pam was.

“I was,” he said, “Well, I used to be, but I died and I went up to heaven. I saw God and then, eventually, God pushed me back down and when I woke up I was a baby and you named me Luke.”

After pressing him for more details, Luke told his mother he lived in Chicago, took the train a lot, and died in a fire. After mentioning his death, Luke made a hand motion indicating someone jumping out a window. When Erica punched the information into a search engine, she discovered a news story about a fire in the Paxton Hotel in Chicago. In March of 1993, 19 people died in a fire at the building and a woman, Pam Robinson, perished when she jumped out a window.

To this day, Erica can't explain how Luke would have known about a fire in Chicago. He had never been to the city, and she never discussed it with him. While the haunting story of Pam Robinson could be a coincidence, it's enough to make Erica believe.

Elderly Man Shocks Archaeologists With Knowledge Of Ancient City

For his entire life, Arthur Flowerdew was haunted with inexplicable and vivid memories of a city surrounded by a desert and a temple carved into a cliff. One day, while watching a BBC documentary on television, he saw the city of Petra, Jordan. To his amazement, the city matched the one in his head.

After Flowerdew shared his story with several people, BBC reporters contacted him asking to put his story on television. Several archeologists flew to Petra with Flowerdew. He recognized landmarks with ease, including sites that had not been excavated yet. When presented with an ancient device, the purpose of which had baffled scholars for years, he offered a plausible explanation regarding its use. After seeing a guard station, Flowerdew recalled that he had died there when he was stabbed with a spear.

The experts who accompanied Flowerdew believed his claims of reincarnation, doubting someone would be able to fake or fabricate the breadth of knowledge he displayed. Flowerdew maintained he had never studied the city previously and only heard of it upon seeing it on television. While Flowerdew could possibly have withheld information regarding his education, many believe this is a true reincarnation story. 

Two Sisters Killed In A Car Accident Reincarnated As Twins

John and Florence Pollack were devastated when their twin daughters, Joanna and Jacqueline, died in a car accident on May 5, 1957. The following year, they were thrilled to hear they were expecting and, once again, Florence was carrying twins. The twins, Gillian and Jennifer, were born identical except for Jennifer's birthmarks. She had a birthmark on her waist, similar to a birthmark Jacqueline had, and a birthmark on her forehead that resembled one of Jacqueline’s scars.

John and Florence moved away from their old home when their daughters were three months old. John and Florence told Gillian and Jennifer very little about their late sisters, but the girls seemed to share Joanna and Jacqueline's memories. They would request old toys that had belonged to the deceased twins, recognized landmarks when traveling to their parents' former home, and were inexplicably terrified of cars. Upon seeing oncoming traffic, they would shriek, “The car is coming to get us!”

Luckily, by the age of five, these frightening memories mostly faded away. The girls went on to live relatively normal adult lives. However, their story is still frequently cited as evidence of reincarnation.

Skeptical Parents Believe Son Is A Reincarnated Pilot

Andrea and Bruce Leininger once claimed to be the least likely people to believe in reincarnation. This was before their son James was born. They have since become convinced he is the reincarnation of a World War II US Navy fighter pilot. Their suspicions began when James had recurring nightmares in which he would wake up screaming, “Airplane crash on fire. Little man can’t get out.”

From a very young age, James would only play with planes. While the family never watched or read anything about World War II, James had inexplicable knowledge of military planes from that era. His mother once bought him a toy plane and he correctly identified an object on its underside as a drop tank.

James claimed to have flown out of Natoma Bay with someone named Jack Larson and was shot down over Iwo Jima. After some research, Bruce confirmed both Jack Larson and Natoma Bay were real. Bruce eventually found that a man named James M. Huston, Jr., died during an Iwo Jima raid on March 3, 1945. While James’s memories of his past life have become less vivid with time, his parents remained convinced their son is the reincarnation of the second James Huston.

Mahatma Gandhi Investigates Girl’s Reincarnation Claims

Mahatma Gandhi Investigates Gi is listed (or ranked) 5 on the list 15 People With REALLY Believable Evidence For Their Claim They're Reincarnated
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Shanti Devi of Delhi, India, was born in 1926 and barely talked until she was four years old. She then began insisting she lived with her husband and son in a town called Mathura, where she had died ten days after giving birth. Eventually, a teacher in Devi’s school asked for her former husband's name and she replied, "Pandit Kedarnath Chaube." The teacher identified a man of this name in Mathura and wrote him a letter.

Chaube confirmed his wife, Lugdi, died during childbirth nine years prior. When Chaube traveled to meet Shanti, he introduced himself using his older brother's name. Shanti immediately caught the bluff and recognized Chaube as her husband. She recalled details of Lugdi’s life, such as Kedarnath’s favorite food and how Lugdi bathed in a well in their courtyard. She also chastised Chaube for remarrying, as he had promised Lugdi he would not.

Mahatma Gandhi eventually heard of her story. He met with Devi and set up a committee of 15 people to evaluate her claims. The committee, surprisingly, could not debunk the story.

Four-Year-Old Recalls Life As A Hollywood Agent

In 2009, at the age of four, Ryan Hammons began waking up, clutching his chest, and screaming about how his heart exploded in Hollywood. His mother, Cyndi, became intrigued when Ryan revealed more details from a former life. He insisted he once lived in a house in Hollywood on a street with the name "Rock" in it where he had three sons and a friend named “Senator Fives.”

One day, Cyndi was going through a book featuring photos from old Hollywood. Ryan peeked over her shoulder and excitedly identified one man as George and another as himself. Cyndi contacted a psychiatrist from UVA Medical Center who conducts research on reincarnation. The psychiatrist verified the man in the photo was a film star named George Raft and the other man was Martin Martyn, who died in 1964. Upon contacting Martyn’s daughter, she confirmed Martyn was a Hollywood agent, lived on North Roxbury Drive, had three sons, and once met with New York Senator Irving Ives.

After meeting with Martyn’s daughter, Ryan lost interest in his Hollywood memories. He was standoffish at the meeting and told his mother afterward his daughter’s energy had changed. The psychiatrist’s explanation? Upon seeing people from their past have moved on, reincarnated children gain closure and forget their former existences.

Grandfather Reincarnated As His Own Grandson

University of Virginia psychiatrist Jim Tucker, who studies reincarnation professionally, met a boy identified as Sam who he believes to be the reincarnation of his own grandfather. Until he was four years old, Sam had never seen a picture of his grandfather. After his grandmother’s passing, his parents brought out an old photo album. Upon seeing his grandfather’s car, he exclaimed, "That's my car!"

It would be easy to attribute this to an overactive imagination. This is what Sam’s Baptist mother did at first, as her religion does not believe in reincarnation. However, she became a believer after she asked Sam if he remembered anything else from his past life. He said his sister had been "turned into a fish" by bad men.

Sam’s mother was astounded. His grandfather's sister had been murdered and her body was dumped in a river. Due to the frightening nature of the story, Sam's parents never told him about his great aunt's murder. To this day, they still cannot explain how Sam knew about this family tragedy.

Boy Remembers His Murderers From A Past Life

Ravi Shankar of India was born with a long, striped birthmark running across his neck. From the time he could talk, he attributed the birthmark to having been murdered in a past life. He said that a washerman and a barber lured him away from home to play a game. They then took him to a river, cut his throat, and buried his body in the sand.

As the news of Shankar's memories spread, a man named Jageshwar Prasad heard the story. Prasad's four-year-old son had been murdered in the fashion Shankar described. Prasad eventually met Shankar, who immediately recognized him as his father and recalled several accurate details of his past life.

Unfortunately, Shankar’s father was fearful of his son’s relationship with Prasad. He did not want to lose his son to his father from a former life. He limited Shankar's contact with Prasad and would beat Shankar when he spoke of his past life. The murder investigation was never reopened, and Shankar gradually ceased sharing his past life memories.

Midwestern Toddler Recalls Writing Gone With The Wind

From the time he was two years old, a Midwestern child named Lee insisted he had another house and another mommy. By the age of three, he began saying he was born on June 26 rather than his actual birthday, June 21. Lee claimed his middle name was Coe, he wrote movies for a living, and had a daughter named Jennifer. His sister asked him how old he was when he died and he promptly replied, "Forty-eight."

Lee’s curious parents relayed the titles of several movies to Lee, asking if he had written them. When they mentioned Gone With the Wind, Lee became enthusiastic. He eagerly claimed he wrote the film.

After a quick Google search, Lee’s parents learned the writer of Gone With the Wind was named Sidney Coe Howard. Howard was born June 26, had a daughter named Jennifer, and passed away at forty-eight. As these details of Coe's life were unknown to Lee's parents, it's unclear how he knew them. This leaves reincarnation as a possible explanation.

Reincarnated Murder Victim Returns To Confront Killer

When Karanfil Tutusmus of Turkey was pregnant with a son in the 1950s, she dreamed a man named Selim Fesli appeared to her with a bloody face. She went on to give birth to a boy, Semih Tutusmus. As soon as Semih began to talk, he insisted he was the reincarnation of Fesli. He said he lived in a nearby village and had been murdered by a neighbor.

At the age of four, Semih walked to Fesli's old village and talked with Fesli's widow. He was able to recount their life together in great detail and his murder claims were somewhat corroborated. Fesli had indeed been shot by a neighbor, but the neighbor claimed it was a hunting accident. Semih, on the other hand, insisted his past self had been killed due to an argument over Fesli’s mule grazing in the neighbor’s field.

Semih returned to Fesli's village throughout his life, visiting his widow and adult children. When he encountered his murderer, he would throw stones at him. He did not enact more violent revenge out of concern his neighbor would also be reincarnated. Semih stuck to stone throwing to avoid perpetuating a cycle of murder across multiple lifetimes.

Six-Year-Old Claims To Be Reincarnation Of Nearby Family Man

At the age of one-and-a-half, Nazih Al-Danaf of Lebanon shocked his parents. He declared, “I am not small, I am big.” He insisted he had many weapons, including grenades, and lived in a nearby village.

As time went on, Al-Danaf continually requested to be taken to his old home in Qaberchamoun, about 10 miles away from his village. When he was six years old, his parents granted this request and Al-Danaf located Najdiyah Khaddage's home. Khaddage spoke with Al-Danaf at length and became convinced he was the reincarnation of her husband, Fuad Assad Khaddage. She was astounded when Al-Danaf answered her questions correctly. He remembered who built the foundation of their home, the specifics of an accident when she dislocated her shoulder, and an incident when their daughter became ill by ingesting medicine.

Even more astonishing? When Al-Danaf’s alleged former wife invited him into her home, he quickly ran to a cupboard in search of his weapons. This was the exact cupboard where her deceased husband had kept his guns and grenades.

Child's Birth Marks Match Bicyclist's Deadly Injuries

Purnima Ekanayake of Sri Lanka was born with unusual birthmarks dotting her lower ribs and chest. At a young age, she began speaking of a past life. After a school trip to a temple 145 miles away, Ekanayake insisted she lived in the town across the river from the temple. She claimed she was once a male incense maker who died in a traffic accident.

Ekanayake’s father traveled with his brother-in-law to the town in question, Kelaniya. They asked around about local incense makers and found the name Jinadasa. Jinadasa had been an incense maker who died when he was hit by a bus while riding his bicycle. Ekanayake’s family took her to Jinadasa’s home, where she was able to identify his wife and daughter and name the school Jinadasa attended.

Ekanayake's family had no prior contact or connections with Jinadasa’s family. It is difficult to explain how she got such specific information correct. Then, there were the birthmarks. Jinadasa’s autopsy report showed several fractures and bruises from the accident that ran along his lower ribs and left side. 

Retired Fire Chief Feels Emotional Link To Civil War General

When retired fire chief Jeffrey Keene and his wife vacationed in Maryland, he was caught off guard when visiting a Civil War battlefield called Sunken Road. Keene became inexplicably emotional as he entered the field, to the point he thought he may be suffering a heart attack. While the physical pain passed, he felt an uncanny connection to the area.

Later, he recounted the incident to a psychic at a party. She asked if he believed in reincarnation. He felt the instinctive urge to say the words, “Not yet.”

While reading a Civil War magazine in his home, he found an article about a Civil War general identified as General Gordon. Gordon had fought in Sunken Road during the Battle of Antietam. During this battle, he was best remembered for repetitively shouting the words, “Not yet.”

Upon researching Gordon’s life, Keene found more connections between himself and Gordon. Keene had marks on this body similar to wounds Gordon suffered in war. On Keen’s 30th birthday, he was emitted to the hospital with a terrible pain in his jaw. When Gordon was 30, he shot in the face.

Reincarnated Boy Solves His Own Murder

While this story is largely based on rumors, it’s nonetheless chilling. Allegedly, a three-year-old boy from Golan Heights (near Syria) was born with a red birthmark on his head. He claimed this was from being murdered in a past life.

Physician Dr. Eli Lasch claims to have investigated the story. Lasch took the boy from city to city in Israel until the boy recognized a village. He walked around the town for quite some time before approaching a strange man and saying, “I used to be your neighbor. We had a fight and you killed me with an axe.”

Then, the boy led Lasch and the accused man to a spot where he claimed to have been buried. A skeleton was found in the ground with a wound in the skull corresponding to the boy’s birthmark. The man he accused eventually confessed to having murdered his neighbor four years prior. 

Swedish Woman Claims To Be The Reincarnation Of Anne Frank

Barbro Karlén was born in Sweden in 1954. From the time she could talk, Karlén began telling her parents strange stories about someone named Anne Frank. Karlén claimed she was Anne Frank, that she had nightmares of men kicking in the door of her home and taking her away.

Her parents were perplexed, not least because they had no idea Anne Frank was a real person. Frank died in 1945 in the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp after Nazis discovered her and her family hiding in an attic in Amsterdam. They were trying to avoid persecution for being Jewish.

Karlén's parents took her to Amsterdam when she was 10 years old. She quickly led them to Frank's house with no directions, correctly identified a spot on the wall where Frank had hung photos of movie stars, and noted that the steps were different than she remembered them. All of this was enough to finally make her parents believe she really was the reincarnation of Anne Frank, and she's been writing books about her experience ever since.

Fifteen People Tell Eerie Stories Of Guardian Angels Looking Out For Them


By:Melissa Brinks

If you ever missed death by an inch, and you believe you had a little help, you may be one of many people with guardian angel stories. Even for nonbelievers, a brush with real guardian angels is an encounter with the uncanny, proof of entities in the world beyond your line of sight. That's why real guardian angel stories, such as the ones these Reddit users experienced, are so creepy; even if it ends as a positive experience, it leaves you with a lot of lingering questions. Most people believe real guardian angels protect people from harm, but that doesn't make them less unnerving—if guardian angels are real, so are the forces they seek to protect people from.

Disembodied voices, invisible hands, and some incredible good fortune present in these stories all give proof of guardian angels in day-to-day life. But even if you write these accounts off as gut feelings that got lucky, it means you believe in gut feelings, which in the end are just as fantastic as the concept of people with guardian angels. If anything, maybe gut feelings provide another way real-life guardian angels try to guide people to safety each day. There are crazier theories out there.

A Guardian Angel Helped This Poster Avoid A Deadly Snakebite

From lightenergy:

"When I was in my 20s, I spent four years traveling the world. I was in South Africa, just outside Durban, and a friend had taken me on his motorbike to his favourite waterfall. We had both been swimming but I got cold and went to sit on a patch of green grass. To get there, I had to step from the sand I was on over a log then across a bit to the grass. I was walking medium speed, and lifted one foot to step over the log, when a VERY loud booming masculine voice shouted, "STOP!" Except the shout wasn't heard with my ears, it was inside my head. Hard to explain. Also, there was nobody else around except Tim and I, and he was still happily swimming.

I stopped, wondering what had just happened. I still had my foot in the air above the log. I looked around, and spotted what I thought was a leaf waving about six inches from my big toe. It took me a few seconds to realise that it wasn't a leaf, but a snake. A black mamba. He had his head raised and was licking the air right near my toe. He was waiting to see what my next move was to be, and he had seen me long before I saw him. I slowly backed up and walked very carefully backwards to where Tim was. I have no explanation for the voice that I heard, except that it was so loud and was inside my head rather than heard with my ears, and it came at a time when I didn't feel in any danger at all - in fact I was very calm and happy. I feel that it was my guardian angel who shouted at me to stop, as I would have stepped right on the snake. My guardian angel saved my life."

A Mysterious Voice Saved This Girl's Life

From twotwirlygirlys:

"My sister had a similar experience. She was in a car wreck and her '70s grocery-getter started flipping through the air. A voice loudly told her to lift her arms. She broke a bone in her hand, but she was told that doing that probably saved her life. Her hand took the brunt of the landing and she did not fall on her head."

This Poster Narrowly Avoided Being Drugged

From a deleted account:

"Once I was with a small group of four, stuck in very very difficult circumstances without food. We would no doubt be rescued within 24 hours, but a lot could happen before that.

One guy pulled out a box of six beautiful Belgian chocolate truffles from his jacket and offered them around. Chocolate! I almost was reaching for one when I heard this voice screaming inside me 'don't touch that!' So I didn't.

They were laced with LSD. And we were trapped in a Central American conflict zone in the middle of the night. Nothing in my consciousness could have ever suggested to me that someone would do something so stupid under such circumstances."

A Guardian Angel Promised To Make Everything Okay

From Ariel125:

"About 20 years ago my family was getting ready to move across the country for my dad's job and my grandmother was worried sick. She was not elderly back then and in perfect health. She was in church, worried and praying we would be safe being so far away. Suddenly a booming voice echoed through the whole church 'I will take care of your family-y-y-y-y-y' (echoing). She shot up, looked around; no one else had heard it. No one. She knows it was God or her guardian angel telling her we would be okay."

This Guardian Angel Provided Better - But Not Necessarily Good - Luck

From Houdat:

"I've never seen one but I've always had a feeling of being 'watched over' or protected. I've been incredibly lucky in my life. For instance, I'm epileptic and the first time I had a Grand Mal seizure as opposed to a Petite Mal seizure was when I was 15. I had it in the shower one morning while getting ready for school. I hit my head on the faucet so hard that I knocked it loose but came away from it with a mild concussion. That's happened several times and each time I just barely missed serious injury.

When my insurance company and pharmacy gave me a generic medication instead of the name brand that I needed, I had a seizure. This time I was driving in front of the big box retailer that I work for. This place is always busy (not Walmart) and somehow I managed to not hit anyone and only hit a small tree. Someone dropped the ball in the ER and didn't report the accident to the DMV and I didn't lose my license.

Years later, I made the mistake of driving after a few beers, and when a car stopped in the middle of making a turn I lightly tapped them and went to jail. I learned my lesson and would never do it again, but that lesson could have been so much worse. There are other things, mostly small but meaningful events that could have and should have been so much worse then they were, but things seem to work out for the best and lessons are learned. I'm not sure I believe in a God but I do believe that there is something that for some reason has protected me and now my family."

Not Everybody Got To Have A Guardian Angel

From downhereforyoursoul:

"A few months back at a family gathering, after a few glasses of wine, my mom shared this story from when she was a kid.

She and a childhood friend were walking home from school one day and about to cross a country road that was normally deserted. They'd been warned to be careful around that road before, but being kids never thought much about it. On one occasion, she said they got to the road, and she was overcome with a sense of dread. She felt rooted to the spot, as if something was literally holding her in place. Her friend started crossing without her, and a guy in a truck happened to be speeding along, not paying attention, and ran over her friend. The girl died later in the hospital. My mom sincerely believes that her guardian angel saved her life that day, but that makes me wonder about the other little girl. Her angel was taking a smoke break or something?"

An Angel In A Cowboy Hat Provided Comfort

From arielflip:

"My experience with spirit guardians happened this way:

I was traveling west on a divided four-lane highway. There were openings for turns about every quarter mile. It was 6:30 AM and raining just enough to piss you off (misting/spitting). A woman t-bones me on the back driver's side fender. I spin and come to rest in the median (all grass and mud from rain). Out of nowhere, a guy shows up to my driver side window. He has a large cowboy hat on. He says, 'You are going to be okay,' and he holds my hand. I asked him his name and he looks away like he doesn't want to tell me. Then he says 'Bill Hill.' I smiled and said thank you. Another motorist who stopped calls 911 and ambulance is dispatched. When they arrive, he moves out of the way for the EMT's to get me out of the car (car is totaled/no glass left).

Get checked out and I get to go home with broken ribs and a shattered knee cap.

A few days later my mom takes me to see the car. What a wreck! I told her to help get some personal items from the car. When I looked in the backseat, there is the dude's cowboy hat! I told my mom about him and we both proceeded to try and find him to thank him for being so kind.

He never existed and we lived in a small town of only a few thousand at the time. We checked with police and the churches and everywhere!

How did his hat get in my backseat? He wore it the whole time he held my hand and had the hat on when he got out of the way for the EMTs!

I think he was a Angel! Why would I have his hat?"

Saved By An Angel While Rock Climbing

From reedkeeper:

"I was free climbing a thirty foot cliff face once. The face was mostly shale rock with plenty of handholds and I was young and dumb.

Two thirds of the way up, my left handhold broke free as I was reaching with my right and I started to fall. You know that feeling when you are tilting back in a chair and you tilt just a little too far? That's exactly what I felt. I started to fall backwards and everything got real slow. I knew I was going to die or at best be crippled.

I felt a hand gently press against my back, right between my shoulder blades. It felt like a perfectly normal right hand and it push me back against the rock face.

I took a moment to steady myself, I was pretty shaken up, and then I climbed down to safety.

I am inclined to believe that it was a guardian angel, but that is solely based on my religious background and I don't know where said guardian angel was when I got hit by a car. I suppose it could have been a hallucination, but I don't use drugs and I wasn't on any medications. I'll probably never know what happened, but I am very thankful that I didn't fall."

He Narrowly Avoided Being Hit By A Truck

From harrypalmer:

"We were moving from southern Washington to northern Washington, me in my old pickup and my wife and son in our other car following. The fuel pump on the pickup gives out and I pull over just past an on ramp off the highway. I send my wife and son to buy a new fuel pump and start to remove old pump.

I’m standing on the traffic side of the truck at least ten feet off the highway, not really concerned that I’d get hit, when a voice sounds close to my ear, 'You’re going to get hit.' I’ve heard that voice often enough to know not to disregard it and moved to the other side of the truck at least 50 feet away.

Sure as shit, not more than two minutes later, another pickup comes down the on ramp at 50+ mph, broadsides my truck from the back bumper to the front. If I had stayed working on the pump I’d have been turned into a jelly smear on the side of my truck."

A Mysterious Voice Saved This Poster From A Car Accident

From matiti60:

"I was driving one time and it was a white out snow. Anyone who's driven in that weather knows that you kind of get hypnotized by the snow.

I heard someone calling me by my nickname, I woke up and I was on the other side of the road about to hit an oncoming car. Luckily I managed to move in time.

I think it was my godfather who had passed away. I always feel like he's watching over me."

A Helpful Passerby Saved This Person From Disaster

From a deleted user:

"My friend and I were sitting at a traffic light very late one night when his car just stalled. He tried and tried to get it to restart but we couldn't get it going. We jumped out to push it into the parking lot of a gas station that was next to where the car died.

We were having trouble getting it up an incline when out of nowhere this guy came jogging up from the direction of the gas station. He got on the other side of the car and helped me push it up the incline, out of the street and into the lot. We thanked him for his help and he took off.

Just then a car came speeding around a curve and blew through the intersection where the car was just a minute before. My bud and I were shocked because if that guy didn't show up when he did we would have been hit by that car. We turned back around to say thank the guy again but he was gone, just disappeared into a thin air. I truly believe he was an angel, sent to protect us that night.""

Two Angels Frightened A Would-Be Attacker Away

From l1ghtstep:

"A friend of mine told me about an experience his grandmother had when she was home alone once. In the middle of the day, someone knocked on her door. When she went to answer it she was greeted by a man with knife ready to kill her and loot the place, but when he saw her, he went pale and ran.

He was later caught and questioned about why he ran, and his response was, 'When the door opened I saw two large and strong men standing behind her.' And to this day my friend swears that it must have been two angels sent to protect her."

An Angel's Touch Left Lasting Bruises

From satanicpoodle:

"My aunt had a similar experience when she rolled her Jeep as a teenager. Mid roll, she was taken out of the Jeep and sort of 'floated' or 'hovered' over the road until she was placed feet first on the ground. She later noticed she was had bruises resembling hand prints on both of her biceps. No other bruises or scars from the incident."

This Poster's Guardian Angel Looked Like Her

From heannalay:

"This is my mother's story. When I was little we used to live in an old house that was probably close to 100 years old. Anyways, I was around three or four-years-old at the time and very sick. My room and my mother's room were right next to each other, and my parents had split up that year so it was just my mom, my sister, and I in the house.

She said that while everyone was asleep, she woke up to a someone standing right in front of her around eye level with her while she was laying in bed (so around 2 1/2 feet I suppose, she said it looked like me, exactly like me and I was glowing white, but transparent and still. The someone had long brown hair (which is what I did have) and was wearing a white nightgown. The night that she saw this, I had been very very sick and I wasn't turning around. After she blinked a few times the someone dissolved and she got up to check on me. I had a fever with shivers and was coughing and almost choking on my own mucus (ew).

She took me to the hospital right then and the doctor said that if she hadn't, I probably would've died from choking in my sleep or from how close I was to catching pneumonia. My mom loves telling this story and truly believes it was my guardian angel telling her it wasn't my time yet and that I needed her help."

A Strange Priest Healed A Sick Child

From sleeplesssurvivor:

"My dad recently told me this story and I was just amazed. I thought you guys would like to hear it.

When I was young, about three or so, I was hospitalized and near death. I had a fever that just would not break and was passed out for most of the hospitalization. My dad, who has always been religious, wanted the hospital's priest to come say a prayer for me.

So, the priest comes to pray for me but, something's not right about the guy. He never gives his name and has no bible. He says the entire prayer in Latin and blesses me.

Now, my parents aren't married yet and since the priest is there, they ask why they haven't been able to have another child yet. They had been trying for about a year with no luck. The priest tells them that they won't have another child until they're married.

The priest leaves after that and an hour later my fever breaks.

The next day the hospital's priest comes to the room to say a prayer for me. My dad is confused and tells the man that someone had already come the day before, to which the man replies that no priests were on duty the day before. He checked with all of the hospital staff and their visitation book and everything, nothing turned up. No priest was in the previous day.

He searched for years to find this priest that prayed for me and he never found a single trace of him anywhere.

A month after my mom and dad got married, my mom got pregnant with my brother.

So, we'll never know who the mysterious man was but, I like to think he's my guardian angel. To this day my dad still has found no record of him, not even someone who looks like him. Someone was looking out for me that day though. I just wish I knew who."

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Stories of Real Time Travelers

[From the Graveyard Shift]

Jen Lennon

Nearly everyone has heard a completely ludicrous time travel story at least once in their life, like the internet-famous Backwoods Home magazine ad which read, "Wanted: Somebody to go back in time with me. This is not a joke. P.O. Box 322, Oakview, CA 93022. You'll get paid after we get back. Must bring your own weapons. Safety not guaranteed. I have only done this once before." It was, of course, a hoax, as many similar stories are. But what about real time travelers? Do they exist?

That's something you have to decide for yourself, as no time travel stories can be conclusively proven. But there are some convincing stories of people who may have actually traveled through time. So strap in, because this list is going to take you through some of the most credible time travel stories.

Two Professors See Marie Antoinette At Versailles - In 1901

In 1901, two professors from St. Hugh's College in Oxford, England, went to visit the Palace of Versailles. Versailles was, of course, the French royal home until the monarchy was abolished in 1792. Marie Antoinette, one of the last royals to live there, was executed in 1793.

So on that day in 1901, when professors Anne Moberly and Eleanor Jourdain were walking the grounds of the palace, it's pretty safe to say they did not expect to see Marie Antoinette in the flesh just chillin' on a stool outside the Petit Trianon - a private retreat built for Antoinette by her hubby Louis XVI.

And yet, there she was, sitting and sketching and completely oblivious to the fact that two women were gaping at her and all the other people in 1780s period attire who had appeared just as suddenly as Antoinette.

Antoinette and everyone else disappeared when a tour guide approached Moberly and Jourdain. Together, they wrote a book, An Adventure, about their experience, and the story gained notoriety because of how grounded it seemed. These were two highly educated and well-respected women; they wouldn't just make up a story like that. So what was it, then? Did they actually travel through time? It's one of the most thoroughly reported, compelling, and famous time travel stories that can't be explained.

Pilot Sees A Futuristic Plane

Air Marshall Sir Robert Victor Goddard was sent to inspect an abandoned airfield in Edinburgh in 1935. It was dilapidated, of which he made note. He got back in his plane and took off. Heavy rain and low visibility prevented him from going too far, so he turned around and headed back to the airfield to wait out the storm.

As he approached the landing strip, though, something very strange happened. The clouds cleared, the sun shone brightly, and he saw that the previously abandoned land was now bustling with mechanics in blue jumpsuits. There were four yellow planes on the tarmac, and one of them was a kind he had never seen before. Keep in mind, this guy was a military pilot. He was pretty familiar with all the different plane models available at the time.

Goddard was totally confused. Had he imagined it? Was he hallucinating? Was it a dream? It couldn't be real, certainly. But four years later, he was sent back to the airfield. Far from being abandoned, it was now in full use, complete with blue-jumpsuited mechanics and yellow planes. And sitting on the runway was the plane he couldn't identify in 1934: a Miles Magister. The Magister was first manufactured in 1937, three years after Goddard first saw it.

Goddard's story is convincing because he wasn't even trying to travel through time - something unexplainable just happened to him.

Journalist Experiences Air Raid 11 Years Before It Occurs

Journalist J. Bernard Hutton and photographer Joachim Brandt were sent by a German newspaper to do a story on the Hamburg shipyard in 1932. It was an uneventful visit until the bombs began raining down.

Hutton and Brandt realized they were caught in the middle of an air raid and high-tailed it out of there, but not before snapping some photographs. When they got back to the center of Hamburg, no one believed their story. They developed the photos they took, intending to prove to everyone that they weren't crazy. In fact, they proved the opposite: the photos showed no signs of an air raid.

Eleven years later, Hutton was living in London when he opened up a newspaper and probably nearly spit his coffee across his desk. There was a story about Operation Gomorrah, an air raid on Hamburg. The accompanying photos looked exactly like what he experienced in 1932.

The Green Children Of Woolpit

In the 12th Century, a young boy and girl were found alone in Woolpit, England. They didn't speak English (or any other identifiable language, for that matter) and their skin was green. Yes, green.

They were taken in by a local villager, and though the boy died soon after, the girl survived and eventually learned to speak English. Finally, she was able to tell someone where she came from. She said she had come from a dark, underground place called St. Martin's Land and that she and her brother were taking care of their father's sheep one day when they found a cave. They went into the cave, and after walking for what felt like a very long time, they emerged in Woolpit.

Maybe it's just a folk tale. Or maybe they came from the future. After all, their story does sound suspiciously like a time slip. Unfortunately for them, they were never able to get back to where - or when - they came from.

12 Creepy Stories And Legends That Prove Washington Is The Creepiest State

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While the West Coast is famous for its Hollywood stars, Silicon Valley tech geniuses, and Portland hipsters, its ghosts don't get nearly enough attention. In fact, there are enough wacky, strange, and haunted happenings going on in Washington State alone to fill an entire bookshelf. From bizarre creatures to curse-wielding serial killers, from ghosts to UFO hotspots, there is plenty to entice any seeker of the paranormal in creepy Washington.

These ghost stories from the Pacific Northwest are not only fascinating tales, but they inspire cryptozoologists and adventurers to this day. For instance, if you are going to find Bigfoot, it will most likely be in Washington, as this vast, forested state boasts more Sasquatch sightings than any other. Read on to discover all that's weird and wild in Washington urban legends.

The Thirteen Steps To Hell

In Maltby Cemetery, 20 miles east of Seattle, WA, there is said to be a stairway to Hell. According to legend, there was once a set of thirteen steps in the cemetery leading below ground to the opulent tomb of a local family of means. Anyone who walked down the stairs and reached the thirteenth step would be met with a vision of Hell so chilling it would drive them to insanity.

Witnesses reported only seeing the person get to the final step and fall to their knees in terror. Apparently several children walked those steps and never spoke again. At some point, the stairs were bulldozed over. It's rumored that, to this day, local kids trespass in Maltby Cemetery at night, digging for those haunted stairs.
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Mariner High School's Mysterious Mascot

According to legend, there is a strange creature that haunts Mariner High School in Everett, WA. The high school keeps their lights on all night, but they start to flicker around midnight. Then some of them inexplicably shut off.

Allegedly, if you get close enough to the school, you can see a pair of floating, glowing eyes. Some say that if you stare at them long enough, you can begin to see the outline of the winged man they belong to, who may have been a construction worker who died on site.

The Mysterious Sinking Of The Andelana

On January 14, 1899, the largest maritime disaster in the history of Tacoma, WA, occurred when the chains to the ballast logs of the Andelana broke during a late-night squall.

The ship capsized at the mouth of the Puyallup River. The captain of the ship and the 18-person crew all drowned that night. Strangely, the two divers sent to recover the ship after it sank also died, and no one knows why.

UFO Hot Spot At Mount Rainier

One of the most famous moments in UFO history occurred on June 24, 1947, when Pilot Kenneth Arnold famously saw nine flying saucers over Mount Rainier. This was the first major sighting of the era, and it initiated a UFO craze.

His sighting garnered international attention and subsequent sightings began to crop up all across the country. Soon after, the government set up a formal project for UFO investigation. Many have tried to debunk or otherwise explain what Arnold saw since, but die-hard believers still take his testimony as proof of extraterrestrial life.

Horrifying Search and Rescue Stories

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Friday, July 21, 2017

Funeral Home Light

From: Sunday July 16, 2017 around 11:30PM EST

The incident happened at my friend's funeral home when his girlfriend was walking out of the kitchen. She turned the light switch off and walked out into the hallway. Around that time, my friend had walked around the corner from the other end of the hallway and at that moment, the kitchen light came back on. They walked into the kitchen and saw the switch was on. She knew that she had made sure that switch had been flipped down. It spooked both of them.

Saturday, July 8, 2017

15 Graveyard Shift Workers Share the Scariest Things They’ve Seen in the Dead of Night

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When the sun goes down, things get … weird.

Late at night, whilst the majority of us are safe and sound in our beds there’s an army of people out there working the graveyard shift. From hotel receptionist to all night gas station clerks and the emergency service technicians, ask any nightshift worker and they’ll tell you when the sun goes down, things get … weird.

Graveyard shift workers from around the world have been sharing their eerie stories on Reddit, recounting horrifying tales of paranormal activity, blood-curdling crimes and the strange folk who only come out in the dead of night. Here are their creepy real-life encounters.

1. The Basement

“I used to work as a graveyard custodian in a building by myself. Now, when I started I was told that the building was pretty weird and that I should stay on my toes. I was skeptical but after working there for a year I was pretty much convinced something weird was happening.

I was riding the elevator to a different floor but instead of going to that floor it went straight into the basement. The doors open and they are open for maybe 10 seconds or so and I can’t see anything in this room. All of the sudden a dark figure starts walking towards the elevator and I freaked the f*ck out. I hit the doors to close and the figure just kept getting closer. I ended up standing outside of the building for a half hour or so while the police searched the basement. What really freaked me out is that the one entrance into the basement was locked and barred and they didn’t find anyone down there after searching everywhere.” – Anonymous

2. The President's Office

“Around 12 years ago I was working security at a small company’s headquarters in New York City. My partner for the night had called in sick, so I had to work from midnight to six all by my lonesome. Now, normally, this wouldn’t be a problem. I just had to sit in the back room, watch some cameras, and occasionally head out for a sweep—nothing to it right? Well as it turns out, one of the employees had stayed in the building after hours, and had managed to avoid my co-worker’s sweep from the previous shift. I first noticed a movement in my peripheral vision on one of the screens, and then again a few minutes later. This was odd, because I was used to quiet nights in this particular building.

I was a little scared when I headed out for my sweep, but it was my job, so I grabbed my flashlight and headed out to begin. I had to start the sweep in one big hallway, and right as I entered, I saw a flash of movement at the end of it. At this point, I was sufficiently freaked out. I stood frozen for a minute or so, looking into the semi-darkness, unsure of what to do. The decision was taken out of my hands, however, as I heard a gunshot sound down the hallway.

In what was the scariest moment of my life, I slowly walked down that hallway to investigate. I reached the end, and saw to my left that the president’s office light was on. Slowly, I approached the door and creaked it open, terrified. What I saw will forever haunt me. The man had taken a seat in the president’s chair, and shot himself in the head with a pistol, splattering blood and brains all over the floor and the wall. Apparently this guy was having problems at home, and because the president was supposedly abusive towards him, he decided to off himself and scare the president at the same time. In any case, I threw up a few times and called the police. I got the next two weeks off. I still have nightmares about it sometimes.” – guh_graves

3. White Noise

“A phone used to call me on 9-1-1 every night, make horrible screaming sounds or sometimes white noise, and then disconnect. It scared the living sh*t out of me. The number was a landline for a vacant residence. The officers we sent out every time never found a thing, and I was repeatedly assured that the sounds on the line were due to a faulty phone line or the rain, but it never stopped bothering me.” – QueenCoyote

4. The Hotel Room

I worked night audit at this semi-swanky hotel next to the airport. One night I get a call from a lady in room 204. She says there was arguing, loud banging and crying coming out of 206. I check the computer, no one is checked into that room due to maintenance issues. I called my supervisor to see what to do, she tells me to call on-site security and follow them up with a key. As we get off the elevator we can hear the crying, it’s loud. My heart starts racing as we near the door, so I hand the key to the security guard.

The next five minutes seemed to happen in slow motion, he opens the door and immediately flicks on the light. As we enter the room the shower is on, steam is coming from under the door. There is only one lamp on in the room, it’s super cold, and there is a lady in a red lacy bra, black panties, with super red hair curled up crying in the bed. She was facing away from us. She sort of stopped crying and rolled over. When she did, a wave of horror came over me, she was super pale, covered in blood, and was just staring behind us. That’s when we realized the shower had stopped and the door was open. There was a man about six feet five inches standing in the doorway, as we turned around. Cops tazed and arrested him. Turns out he was a rapist who hides in hotel rooms, kidnaps women who stay there, and cuts them open. To this day I will never go to a hotel again.” – ultimabdon316

5. The Locked Door

“I’m currently a janitor at a gym. We have a stairwell that leads down some stairs to a door that doesn’t open because we lost the keys years ago. One night, there was a loud banging sound coming from the door. Sounded like someone was banging it every second for a couple minutes. I stood at the top of the stairs and listened and watched and it stopped. It started up again a few minutes later. I went back up there to see and it stopped again as soon as I got there. Told my manager the next day and had a locksmith come in. He got the door open and it’s just an old supply closet that’s empty. Every so often someone hears a banging sound coming from the door at bottom of the stairs.” – j_shaver

6.  Six-Foot Extension Cord

“Working the graveyard shift in a small motel, all alone. Had a guest who requested a six-foot extension cord. Took me a while but I found one, brought it to his room. The housekeeper found him dead the next day, hanged himself with the extension cord.” – greed-man

7. Face at the Window

“Was sitting at a desk in front of a good sized window, reading a binder. Sort of had that feeling like someone was watching me, so I looked up and there was a face pressed to the glass. No idea how long he was there before I looked up. Ran out to the foyer where there is a glass door on the porch that should be locked. It wasn’t. He started shaking the door trying to get in. Ran to the next room and he just followed me around the house while I was on the phone with the cops, watching me through the windows. They didn’t catch him. That night. HE CAME BACK the next night. They caught him. Creepy.” – theTarafier

8. The Elevator

“Two different times I saw someone get on an elevator as I came around a corner. I said ‘Hold the Door’, as the door started to close, it opened back like someone had hit the button. When I got to the elevator there was no one in it. After that, many times just as I came around that corner, the elevator door would open, and no one was in the elevator.

I had not pushed a call button or anything. I would always say ‘Thanks’ when I got on the empty elevator.” – SteveHRRT

9. The Line Goes Dead

“I work as a transporter in a hospital. About two years ago we moved from the old city hospital into a new state of the art facility. The old hospital was built in the 1930s and was showing its age. At night was just plain creepy. Each floor had an east and west wing. The east wing of the fourth floor was the first wing to be shut down about two weeks before the move. One night at around 9:30, I’m up on the floor to get a patient from the west wing. I see a small group of nurses and aides who all used to work on the now closed east wing. They looked visibly shaken. I walked over to see if everything was OK. They told me that they had decided to walk through their old wing for nostalgia’s sake. When they were over there, the phone at the nurse’s station started ringing. The computers and phones had not yet been moved. Not sure what to do, one of the nurses reached over the counter and answered the phone. The nurse told me there was a woman’s voice on the other end and that she sounded confused. This is the conversation as best I can remember it.

‘This is ______. How can I help you?’ asked the nurse.

‘Hello? Who is this?’

‘I’m a nurse. Is there anything I can help you with?’

‘Where I am I?’

‘This is (hospital name). Are you patient here?’

‘Oh. OK.’

Then the line went dead. That’s when the nurse finally looked at the screen on the phone to see where the call was coming from. The phone gave the room number directly next to the nurse’s station. The rooms at this point had all been cleared out and the phones removed. They could see directly into the room and see that there was nobody in there. That’s when they bolted towards the west wing where I was getting off the elevator. I avoided that wing for the rest of my time there.” – Anonymous

10. Casket Room

“One of my duties at the mortuary I worked for was nighttime body removals. One night, my partner and I showed up around 2:00 A.M. to grab the paperwork for our removal. When we got inside, we both got the feeling like there was someone there, so we walked through the building, checking to make sure everything was secure, and closing all of the doors. This included the casket room. Everyone hated the casket room. It was freezing cold year round, the lights were always uncomfortably dim no matter what maintenance did to try to fix them, and there was this mannequin in the corner in full military dress that just felt wrong. The only people who weren’t bothered by the room was the cemetery sales staff, and that’s only because they had no souls.

So my partner and I don’t find anyone, so we lock everything up and head out. We get back an hour later, get our new guest logged in, and decide to get a cup of coffee before leaving. He and I walk toward the kitchen, only to find the casket room door open about three feet. It’s almost pitch black in there, and I can barely make out the red in the mannequin's uniform. It shouldn’t be that close to the door. My partner and I froze for a second, then I grabbed his wrist and we backed up into the kitchen and straight out the back door. It honestly felt like if we had gotten too close to the casket room door something bad would have happened.

Neither of us would ever go near that room again, even during the day. I could spend time alone in the prep room or crematory no problem, so I’m not easily spooked, but there was something wrong with that room.” – Haceldama

11. Rosary Beads

“My production lead was Catholic and gave some rosaries away to anyone that wanted them one day. We actually worked swing shift and got off work midnight to 4:00 A.M. depending on overtime availability. The plant was in a pretty rough part of Fresno, California. One of the guys who took a rosary was young and had just started working so he hadn’t saved up money for a car. He walked home every night a couple miles through that area. After swing shift, most people have gone to bed and the streets are pretty empty. It was fall, a little chilly and no moon.

He was walking down a run-down block with a field along one side of the street and a couple run-down buildings on the other. A woman walked out from behind one of the buildings and straight up to him. She said, ‘I’ll trade you my ring for your rosary.’ He was wearing a sweatshirt with a jacket. The rosary was around his neck under the sweatshirt and not at all visible. He asked, ‘How do you know I have a rosary?’ She didn’t answer the question but said again, ‘I’ll trade you my ring for your rosary.’ At that point he brushed past her and walked away fast.

When he stopped to look back and see where she was, she had disappeared.” – Wineguy33

12. “I Want to Play Too”

“I work at a crisis nursery, which is a childcare facility that provides emergency and respite care for children under the age of seven. I used to work graveyards all the time. I have to say first that I am absolutely a non-believer in paranormal stuff. That being said, at two in the morning in a dark room when you and two or three other girls in their 20s are the only adults in the building, sh*t gets creepy sometimes.

The facility I work in was named for a child who was beaten to death by one of their parents. The nursery was started in their name as a way to hopefully prevent another child dying a violent death at the hands of a stressed-out caregiver.

So the story that goes around is that this kid’s spirit haunts the nursery and is mostly active at night. They tell me that one of the reasons that everyone thinks this place is haunted is that many different people have reported different children asking about ‘that kid’ as in, ‘why doesn’t that kid have to go to bed?’ while pointing at nothing. I brush it off, basically forget about it.

A few weeks later, I was in the sleep room, the bedroom where all the kids sleep. There must always be an adult in the room with the children. I’m just chilling, reading a book with a booklight. The rest of the room is pitch black and silent.

All of a sudden, this kid (probably four or five) sits bolt upright in bed and says, ‘Hey, how come they aren’t asleep? Why do they get to play? I want to play too!’ all while pointing at a wall with no kids anywhere in the vicinity.

Instant crazy shivers all over me. I was so scared I almost screamed. I refused to be alone in there from that moment on.” – word_nerd7623

13. A Cry for Help

“I used to work as a night watchman on a large property. Not just a big building, but a large surrounding property as well. Probably 50 acres.

Well, this property was not in the best of areas. It was kind of secluded but had a subdivision nearby. Anyways it had a really long driveway that was gated. One night I start my rounds by walking out the front door of the place which was all lit up. As soon as I lock the door behind me and take a step I hear a woman’s voice scream “OH MY GOD SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME!” up at the end of the driveway. It was somewhat faint and I took five running steps into the driveway, skidded to a stop and ran back inside to call the cops. They responded with multiple police cars and even a helicopter. They found absolutely nothing.

I still think it could have been someone trying to lure me out there.” – dirtymoney

14. Where’s the Exit?

One of my friends had a job in the hospital looking after patients, making beds etc. I heard he randomly quit his job, wouldn’t talk to anyone about it. I bring some beers over to his house and try to see if I can get him talking, he’s a total emotional wreck. Finally get him to talk and he says that he was working one night in the hospital when he heard a nurse shouting for help because someone was going into cardiac arrest. So he runs down a hallway and some man runs towards him, they almost bump into each other and the man shouts, ‘Where’s the exit?’ My friend points to the exit then runs into the room with the man going into cardiac arrest only to see it’s the exact same person who ran past him in the hallway. He died in front of his eyes.” – 0arussell

15. The Abandoned Jail

“I used to work at city hall a few years ago as a security guard. There were abandoned jail cells in the basement that haven’t been used in years and part of my duty was to patrol them for any squatters. It was probably my second time patrolling alone and things started to get really weird. I went down to the old prison/holding cells. It’s a long, narrow hallway with cells on both sides. The hallway was lit by light bulbs hanging from the ceiling. I was walking past the fourth column of cells when the lights went out. I turned my flashlight on and walked back towards the light switch. Right when I was about to turn them back on, the lights flickered on again. I started walking fast past the cells while quickly checking them. I was about halfway through when the lights went off again. I heard two cells slam. I ran with my flashlight on straight toward the other end of the hallway and up to my workstation. I then called my supervisor and asked him if there were any electrical issues that have been reported. He said no. I had two hours left on my shift, and couldn’t leave. I was at my workstation, completely paranoid.” – hotbukkake

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

19 People Describe Eerie Gut Feelings That Proved To Be Correct

[From the Graveyard Shift]

 Amanda Sedlak-Hevener

Following your instincts can, in some cases, literally save your life or the lives of those around you. In fact, trusting your intuition can be scientifically justified, meaning that you're not on edge, you're just evolved. These stories of people who trusted their intuition further prove gut feelings should never be entirely ignored; they may be a signal of the death of a loved one or the signal that saves their life. Following your instincts could be the difference between life and death.

Stories of people trusting their intuition, collected from Reddit users, demonstrate humanity's inexplicable talent for anticipating the future. The next time you get a creepy gut feeling, take some time to mull it over; you never know when it might save you from an object through a windshield or a predator in the bushes.

Saved Dad From Dying Of An Overdose

From Blindrapture:

"When I was in my late teens I was hanging out with a friend in my room. Suddenly I started feeling panicky with something telling me to leave the house. I decided to listen to my gut and told my friend we had to go to the store right now.

We went outside to find my dad passed out in his truck looking really sick and pale. My friend and I pulled him out of the truck and he called 9-1-1 while I performed CPR on my dad and saved his life. Later I found out he had overdosed and choked on his own vomit. Who knows what would have happened if I didn't have the overwhelming urge to walk to the store for no reason.

He was always a drug addict but he hid it very well (with help from my mom). That was the first time I found out about his problem. We did know he was an alcoholic. Heroin was his drug of choice."

He Had An Urge To Cross The Street

From jlaaj:

"As a kid, my dad was walking to school when a man came walking the opposite direction of him on the same side of the sidewalk. He felt an uncontrollable urge to cross the road but when they passed the man kept on walking, disappearing out of view. Later that day after my dad returned from school my grandfather told him the man had just stabbed his wife to death: my dad walked passed him as he was on his way to murder her."

Predicted The Death Of Grandpa

From pupp7877:

"When I was eight, I told my father not to go on a date that night because something bad was going to happen. He told me not to worry, that I would be fine with my grandfather. When we (grandfather and I) got back to his house, he laid on the couch and died in front of me from a stroke."

They Had Just Robbed Him

From ximmabee:

"Seeing three people walking down my street and had the worst gut feeling that something was not right with them. I went home, and as it turns out, they broke into my home and robbed me."

Mom Cancelled Her Babysitting Job

From LucasSidor:

"Not me, but when my mother was a teenager, she was supposed to go babysitting for a family she had babysat for many times before. She had a bad feeling about it one night and called them. They pleaded with her that it would only be a few hours, but she insisted and they said 'okay' and got another babysitter. That night, their house was broken into and the other babysitter was raped. I sometimes think about how different her life would be if she did go that night. My mom's been through a lot of stuff."

Their "Horror Movie" Instinct Saved Them

From BecTec:

"I dropped my blind mother off to unlock the front door, and I went to put the tandem away in the shed. I get to the back and the phrase 'Horror Movie' and adrenaline pump through my head. I froze for a second trying to figure out why I was so scared. My mom screams, the back door flies open, and this guy runs out.

I don't know who he is and he looks unhinged, not like a robber, he just looks insane. Our eyes meet and he runs back inside. I hear his footsteps and I take off, but there is no way I can get around the house before he does. Thank god my mom had already started running. He chased us about half-a-block before we made it to a neighbor's house and called the police. They got there and couldn't find him. I knew he was still there, and I told mom. Right before they left, my mom asked a policeman that she happened to know (it's a small town) to look one more time. The guy was hiding under our swamp cooler. Nothing like that has ever happened to me before or after."

A Tree Fell Where He Had Just Been Sitting

From RaisedByMonsters:

"Probably too late to this party but I wanted to share my story. When I was 11 I saved up my allowance and wanted to buy a toy. My dad took my sister and I to the local toy store and I bought an awesome light saber. Got in the back seat of the car and we drove home. I should mention this was during a mild nor'easter storm in 1996, and the wind and rain were just starting to pick up.

We pulled into the driveway and my dad and sister got out of the car and went in the house. I was so excited about my new toy that I had to open it in the car. So I did, and while I was admiring the glory of my new Jedi weapon, I felt the Force speak to me. All of a sudden I felt the overwhelming urge to get out of the car and go into the house. Like 'I have to go inside now.' So I did.

I walked in the door, took off my shoes, and turned around to see one of the huge maple trees in my front yard fall over in a wind gust onto the back seat of the car where I was sitting not 30 seconds after I had the urge to go inside. I went out to look and there was a branch piercing the seat where I was sitting."

Came Inches From Death

From nicklebopper:

"I was driving on the freeway next to a truck carrying about eight cars. Driving next to these big trailers doesn't really bother me, but something told me to get over to the left anyway. Just as I'm switching lanes, one of his tires blows and the whole trailers sways and had I not gotten over I would be been smashed. Coming back down from the adrenaline rush, I look back to see a glitter of broken glass and rubber raining down. I was literally inches from death."

She Saw Her Dog In Danger

From bizcat:

"I let my dogs out on the balcony to lay out in the sun. After about five minutes, I had this visual cross my mind, of one of my dogs having a bad reaction to a bee sting (they had never been stung before). I opened the door to let them back in and one of my dog's entire face was swollen up like a balloon. She had eaten a bee and had a bad allergic reaction.

She's fine now, but that sucked."

Grandma Kept Him From Hitting Her

From Fittanto:

"My grandma did once: This is back in the '80s I think

So my grandma was vacuuming, and she had this terrible feeling that my aunt was in danger (my aunt was about five at the time). She was in the front yard playing in the driveway. My grandpa's friend was pulling out, and my aunt was right behind the car. Just before it happened my grandma screamed, and he stopped the car. Inches away from my aunt."

The Sign Post Went Through The Window

From d00zerdude:

"I was in a car on the freeway, in the back seat, when I felt super nervous, ducked, and curled into fetal position. A couple seconds later we crashed, and a sign post came through my window a few inches above me."

Felt Something In The Bushes

From NickiTikkiTavi:

"I was walking home from a party when I was in college. It was 6 AM and actually a little bright, very pretty, very quiet. All I could hear were my footsteps. I was still in my dress and heels, and one house away from where I lived.

A horrible feeling came over me, so I stopped, took off my shoes, and stayed perfectly still. About a minute later I was starting to doubt myself when a man stepped out of the hedges and looked straight at me. I turned around as casually as possible and went down an alley. As soon as I was out of his line of site I took off. I ran into my house, locked the door, and turned to look out the window.

He came running around the corner with a knife about two seconds later."

Knew To Turn The Phone On

From ForMoreBestPower:

"About 9 PM on 4/21 of this year one of our closest friend's child got on his scooter to leave our place and head home. I sleep with my phone off.

Around 11:30, I woke up and knew I needed to turn on my phone. Something bad was happening. When I powered it on, the text came through asking 'Is he still with you?'

We got in our car to drive his route home. He'd been struck and killed less than a half-mile from our home."

Didn't Feel Comfortable In The Movie Theater

From an anonymous Redditor:

"A friend and I went to the midnight premiere of The Dark Knight Rises. I don't live near Aurora, CO, but the whole night during the movie, I didn't feel safe and I really wanted to leave because multiple people were dressed in costumes. I went over ways to escape the theater if anything happened. I went home later that night and heard what happened."

Unusual Nightmare Aftermath

From Velocidapper:

"When I was about 12-years-old I had a nightmare one night that I could see my identical twin sister standing outside on the porch waving her arms at me as if to dissuade me from coming outside. She looked dead, and was lit up by this eerie green light. It was so scary that I can still see it vividly in my mind today.

When I woke up my heart was thudding in my chest. Normally when I had a nightmare (I often did as a kid), I would go wake up my step mom who would take me downstairs and make me some cocoa and we would sit at the kitchen table and talk about it until I felt better.

That night, for some reason, I stayed put in my bed and couldn't bring myself to wake her up. The next morning we were awoken to shouting downstairs. A man who was drunk or stoned or something had broken into our back porch. The porch connected to the kitchen where I'd have been with my step mom. He'd stripped down naked inside the porch, messed with some of my dad's tools, and then at daybreak had gone outside when he heard our neighbor lady hauling her trash to the curb.

She'd thought it was my father and called out to him, at which point he'd gone after her. Police were called and he was taken away. There were all kinds of hunting supplies/tools on that back porch, including a hatchet. I shudder to think what would have happened if we'd wandered downstairs in our nightgowns and he'd been just on the other side of a pane of glass. Thanks sis."

He Avoided Getting Crushed

From CPCookieMan:

"Not me, but my dad. He told me he was helping his friend jump-start a car along the side of the road. The front ends of both cars are facing each other, and he's in the middle hooking up the jump leads. He says he got this gut feeling that he shouldn't be where he was, and took a few steps back away from the cars. A semi proceeded to smash into the back of the car not 30 seconds later, crushing the two cars together in a huge wreck. Thank God for that gut feeling."

They Avoided Dying In A Ferry Wreck

From eleanor85:

"Not me, but my dad. My family and some of my parents' friends were supposed to go abroad to take part in a wedding. The day before we were supposed to go my dad woke up after a nightmare, in full panic. I remember thinking it was scary to see, a grown up being so afraid of a nightmare. But it resulted in us not going, and I was so mad because I had been looking forward to it for ages and told all my friends at school about it.

But dad refused to go. It was September 28, 1994, the country we were supposed to visit was Estonia, and the ferry we were supposed to be on sank that night, where 852 people died. My dad later described the feeling as 'an alarm inside my body, shouting at me that this is wrong, it will not end well, don't do it. The alarm was so strong it could not be ignored. It's not like a normal worry before you make a long trip, not at all. The normal worry is like a car alarm going off on your street - you notice it but pay no attention to it and so it goes away. This was a more like an explosion.'"

Had A Bad Feeling About A Kid On A Bike

From wonderlandferry:

"I used to live down a long driveway with fence/bush either side at the top, which made it impossible to see pedestrians walking along the foot path until they were either walking in front of the driveway or I was already at the top and out of the driveway.

Driving up one day I had this bad feeling a kid on a bike was going to come past and I'd end up hitting them, so I drove as slow as possible until I reached the top.

Kid with bike comes across the driveway, I hit her. Because I was going so slow she fell off her bike but no one was harmed and both car and bike were fine. She was shocked and in tears because of the shock but physically unharmed."

Kept People From Getting Hit By A Car

From ramse:

"I've had the same feeling happen twice to the same type of issue.

A couple years back I was sitting at an intersection. I saw the lights turning red for the other direction and I noticed a truck coming up from my left. It didn't feel right, I laid on the horn and held my hand out the window, hoping the people across the street and the guy next to me would wait. They did thankfully and he plowed on straight through a red light, which would've been right into the first two turning people that looked at me.

Same thing happened today at another intersection, this time it was someone looking at their phone. She blew straight through the red. I had my hand on the horn and the other out the window, once again they looked at me and didn't move.

Today, I sped up and tailed the car, called 911 and reported it. I would've had it on my dash cam if I had remembered to turn the thing on when leaving the store."

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

People Share Their Creepiest Stories That No One Believes

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It's bad enough when you have a scary, eerie experience, but it's even worse when nobody believes you, insisting that you're either lying or just imagining things. Whether you hear voices calling to you at night or come face-to-face with something that's not of this world, it is definitely better when at least one person will back you up, or else you might question your own sanity.

Here is a collection of some of the creepiest, most unexplainable nightmare stories, collected from a handful of Reddit users whose friends and family either mostly or completely dismiss as fantasy, but nobody would believe. At times these creepy stories sound too bizarre to be real, but every last person swears it really happened.

1.The Doctor Is STILL In

"When I was a teenager, there was an abandoned mental hospital a few towns over. We used to "urban explore" it.

One evening, we're walking around, it's pretty dark, we hear something, shine our flashlights to the left, and dude is just walking down the hall, in the dark, no flashlight, in full scrubs. He doesn't say anything, doesn't make eye contact, nothing, just keeps walking straight ahead. We keep our flashlights on him until he turns the corner.

We don't say sh*t to each other and don't stop running until we get back outside. Once we're outside, we stop to catch our breath, and discuss - all three of us saw it. It wasn't my imagination.

No one ever believes us."

2.A Fairy Godmother... Or Something Else

"I haven't told anyone this story since I was a child because when I told my cousins what was happening, it scared them really bad, and I got my second-only whooping with a belt by my Dad. As an adult I don't mention it because I just don't know what it was, and I don't want other adults to think I'm nuts.

When I was in second grade, I woke up one summer night, dead of night, to a woman floating through my window into my bedroom. Oddly, I wasn't scared. I just sat up and asked, "What are you doing here?" I remember she answered me, but oddly enough the next morning I couldn't remember what she said or even what her voice sounded like. I couldn't even remember what she looked like.

So, next I said to her, in true 8-year-old fashion, "Well, you better get going because my dad might wake up, and then he'll be mad." She slipped out of my already cracked open bedroom door, and I went back to sleep. Sounds like sleep paralysis, right? Wrong.

The next day, I was really excited that I had my own fairy godmother, and I named her Crystal. And I thought in my head, "Please come back! Come back and wake me up at dawn, so we can talk!" Sh*t you not, the next morning, just as it was getting light outside, I hear someone whispering my name. I realized that this sh*t was real, and she was a ghost - I froze. I stayed as still as I could, not even able to breathe, and just prayed as hard as I could, "Go away, go away, go away." I could FEEL her right by my head.

As I'm typing this, tears are coming to my eyes. Okay, it happened once - coincidence, right? Nope. Every time I would get brave and say out loud to her, before going to bed in my room, "Okay, come this time I swear I won't get scared," she would come, whispering my name, and I would almost sh*t my pants in fear and never open my eyes.

At this point I'm thinking, it still could be night terrors, right? I mean, our eyes have receptors sensitive to light that wake us up, thus causing me to wake up at dawn and hallucinate this sh*t. Here's where sh*t gets real.

Next summer, I tell a friend that this is going on while we were camping together. She doesn't believe me, so I ask her to come tonight. We're sleeping in the same tent, and my friend wants to see for herself.

At dawn, I hear her calling my name AND MY FRIEND'S NAME. We don't move, she leaves, and we both sit up and my FRIEND HEARD HER, TOO. She freaks out, tells her parents later that day sobbing, and I get in trouble for scaring the sh*t out of kids with ghost stories.

Later that summer I told my cousin this story, and before that night, she freaks out, tells her mom, and I get my ass beat for telling ghost stories.

I just don't think about it anymore, and never when I'm alone at night."

3.Portland Man's Home Is Already Occupied

"So, to preface this, my friend is a completely normal guy, and I've worked with him in the engineering realm for a bit. He's definitely a smart guy and doesn't have a screw loose, so to hear this story was crazy. It's still left me thinking about things like the supernatural until today.

He moved into this house in Portland, OR, and it was always a little off. When he first moved in, he heard some creaks and stuff, but it was mostly just old house noises. Then sometimes he could swear he heard footsteps or doors creaking open or closed. The most peculiar thing about the house was that even with all the shades drawn up and letting the sun in, it seemed the house was always dark.

As some of the noises increased in frequency, so did some strange things. He asked his roommates about the noises, and they all had agreed that they had heard peculiar things around the house, too - in particularly, the basement. The basement had some stairs leading down and from what he described there were two rooms: the main room with the stairs in it and another room attached that had an extra door in it on the opposite corner of the first door. He was a drummer and had his drums set up in the main basement room to practice drums.

The first of the strange things to happen would be in his bedroom. He saw smoke-like stuff coming from under the door, and it started moving up towards the upper corner by his door. He thought the house was on fire as the smoke-like stuff began to cluster in the corner, so he opened the door and was gonna bail, but when he opened it and looked into the hallway, the hallway was totally fine. No smoke, no fire, then he looked back into the corner, and all the clustered smoke had vanished.

After that, some time later, he was in the bathroom taking a piss, and he heard the door open. Without looking behind him, he says, "Hey, hang on a minute. I'm almost done," but the door didn't shut, so he finished up and turned around to one of the most frightening things he'd ever seen: clearly, in front of him, was an apparition of a young girl in a plaid dress, and he looked up and up and when he got to her face starting from her feet, there was nothing there, and he could clearly see through her. Just a blank face.

He was so scared he said he didn't even remember putting his pecker back in his pants. He just shut his eyes and ran to the door (that he thought was open) through the ghost, but then he ran straight into it because apparently it was closed! Frantically, he opened the door without really opening his eyes and scrambled to his bed, and he said he dove in like a little kid and held the sheets over his head until he went to sleep, terrified.

Finishing this story, I have such crazy goosebumps. I promise you it's not bullsh*t, but nobody else believes him."

4.A Spirit Wants to Play

"I'm gonna preface this by saying I went to boarding school for six years. This boarding school was in the middle of a one-stop light town and on a hill 800 feet up. The school used to be an old monastery. It was hundreds of years old and huge - four stories including a basement where there was a boiler room and long hallways.

I used to be in charge of cleaning the gymnasium at night. Every student had a job that they had to do either at night or in the morning to help take care of the school. It taught you some practical things and all. Anyway, I was there by myself that night getting ready to start sweeping the gym. The gym had two floors to it. The upstairs part was the weightlifting area, and you could see it fully from the bottom part of the gym where the basketball court was.

As I stepped into the gym, one of the basketballs starts rolling a bit. I look around to see if any doors are open - none are. I chalk it up to randomness, but see that it is continuing to roll. As I watch it, it makes a full circle around the entire gym and stops right next to my feet. At this point, I'm a bit scared, but figured it was nothing.

I heard a creaking coming from the second floor and look up. There is a girl there, just staring right at me. As soon as I made direct eye contact with her, she bolts to the stairs that would take her to me. She let out a scream that I cannot describe. I was terrified and frozen in place. Thankfully, she didn't come to me, but took a left and bolted through the main doors of the gym. They didn't open - she just went right through them.

I noped the hell out of there. I told some of my friends, but none of them believed me."

5.The Rocketing Orange Ball

"I'm walking home from a friend's who lives on a country road a few kilometers out of my hometown in March 2001. Another friend is with me.

As we walk, we both notice an orange light in a field a few hundred meters to our left. We both glanced at it, but both ignored it, putting it off as a tractor or farm vehicle of some sort. We keep walking when we both get a strong whiff of ozone. Both of us turned and looked at the field, just in time to see an orange ball of light a few meters round rise and then f*cking rocket into the air, soundlessly. We both stood still for a few seconds, then bolted like hell down the road, sprinting until we both nearly collapsed.

We ran most of the way back to his place and told his parents what we'd seen. They pretty much laughed at us, and his dad suggested if we had seen anything at all, which he doubted, then it was probably just "ball lightning." No one else really believed us either, and there weren't any sightings reported in our local paper."

6.An Echo Suicide

"I was walking to the local skate park when I turn a corner, just in time to watch a seemingly homeless man against a building wall shoot himself from under his chin. I ran like hell, screaming. It was like a 10 minute walk/run back to my house at which point I told my dad everything. He calls the police and drives to where I said it happened.

30 minutes or so later, he comes back and says there was nobody there - no blood, no gun, no nothing. Three cops questioned me, and I got accused of lying at first, but the sincerity of my horror and detail led them to believe I was developing schizophrenia and hallucinated it.

I have never hallucinated a day in my life.

7.Hunching Blonde Girl Watches You Sleep

"This one is from a teacher of mine. He's a great guy, but he swears on his pride that this one is true.

It was during his college days. He was living in an apartment with three other guys. They had been living there for a couple weeks when weird stuff started to happen.

One night, they had some friends come over, so one of them had to sleep in the futon in the living room. The friend was woken up in the middle of the night for no real reason, but when he opened his eyes, there was a thin blonde girl hunched on the ground next to him. Now, not much can make a 6'4" 250-pound tough guy panic, but this did. He just started hollering and yelling for his friends to come out as he grabbed for every square-inch of the sheets. His friends thought he was just messing with them, but his face said otherwise. They just hung out for the rest of the night until he calmed down.

They eventually ordered pizza just because they were no longer tired. When the delivery guy got here, he was surprised.

"Hey, this was my old place when I was in school."

My teacher chuckled. "Hey, did weird sh*t happen when you lived here?"

The pizza guy went blank. "Oh f*ck, you've seen her too?"

They moved out the next day."

8.It Takes on a Familiar Form

"I have a little brother. He's three years younger than me. When I was in 6th grade, we were home alone during the summer time and playing around as brothers do, wrestling around, chasing each other around the house, etc. Nothing out of the ordinary.

I ended up chasing him into our parents' room, and we were throwing stuff back and forth at each other, having a little fake war across the bed at each other. Kid stuff. It popped into my head that it'd be funny to scare him by shutting off the lights. There were no windows in our parents' room, so with the lights off, it's pitch black except for whatever light creeps in from under the door.

I retreat to the door and decide at the last second that it'd be funnier to leave the room, turning the light out as I passed, and close the door behind me, leaving him in the darkness alone. Maybe scare him a bit. So, I did. I shut the door behind me as I turned the light off and left the room, turning around to listen to him as he panicked and wanted me to come back in. But, he didn't.

"What are you doing?" I heard him say. YES! He thinks I'm still in there, I guess. Haha. He didn't see me leave the room. I keep listening.

"Jacob, what are you doing? You're freaking me out. Please stop."

Hmm, that's odd. I wonder what he's talking about. I keep listening.

"Jacob, I'm not joking. Get away from me, and turn the light back on. Now! Or I'm telling mom that you scared me!" WTF? "Get away from me?" Did he just say, "Get away from me?"

Laughing, I yell through the door to him, "Haha. Dude. I'm not even in there!"

He screams. Loudly. Like he's been stabbed or something. I mean, a blood-curdling scream. I freak the f*ck out and try to open the door. It's locked. I didn't lock the f*cking door. Why is it locked?! My little brother is still screaming, begging me to help him.


I'm panicking. I have no idea what to do. I'm like, 13 years old, and weigh 90 pounds. I can't bust this door down. My little brother is in trouble; I have to get to him.

He stops screaming. I try the door handle again, and to my surprise, it opens effortlessly. It's unlocked. I open the door and turn on the light. I see my brother in the corner, crying.

After some consoling, and apologizing, I finally get him to explain what happened. He tells me that when I turned the light out, his eyes hadn't adjusted to the light yet, and it was just...dark. After about 20-30 seconds, his eyes started to adjust and from the little bit of light leaking in from under the door, he saw "me" standing in the corner, with my back to him. When he asked what I was doing, "I" turned to him and started walking slowly across the room towards him. "I" kept coming until I was standing over him, looking down at him. He said he couldn't make out any features - just a dark figure with a shadowy face. He saw a hand extend out towards him and grab his shoulder. It was cold. And very strong. It hurt him.

When I opened the door and turned on the light, the figure was gone. It just wasn't there. I never saw anything myself. My brother is now 23 years old. I'm 26. And to this day, he won't talk about this event. We have friends who've heard the story through me and will tease him about it. He simply leaves the room, refusing to acknowledge it. He's admitted to me that even almost 15 years later, he is bothered by what happened that day. He still has nightmares from time to time. He still doesn't have any explanation for what happened."
She Makes Sure You're Good and Scared

"I grew up on the west coast of Ireland in County Galway. One night, when I was around 16 years of age, I woke up in the middle of a gale with rain pelting the windows and wind whistling through the cracks. Now on this night, there was only me, my mother, and my sisters inside the house as my father was away minding the cattle due to it being calving season. Normally, I'd be helping him out, pulling calves out of cow's vaginas and the like, but not so on this night.

We had these spotlights to illuminate the outside of the house, and one of these spotlights shone directly up into my window and even with the curtains closed, it would lighten up the room. The shadows of branches and long blades of grasses would project onto the ceiling, and the gale being what it was caused a frantic wildness to characterize this night's shadowplay. I watched the shadows on the ceiling and listened to the wind roar outside for a short while. In fairness though, I was busting for a piss, so I sat up to take off my blanket and looked over at the door. Well, f*ck.

My view of the door was such that I couldn't see from my bed into the hallway unless the door was wholly ajar. The door was only slightly cracked, but it was open enough to allow the width of a human arm. And there extending into the room was just that.

The arm was pale white and judging by the shape of the hand on the end, it appeared to be female. It had a classic shroud-like sleeve ending a few inches before the wrist. It waved palm side down for about five seconds and then retracted. Now the gale and the lights, shadows, and all that was bearable. Even the arm and hand would've been grand enough, I could've pegged it down to sleep paralysis. But Jesus Christ, the way that arm retracted back into the hallway. And the way the door handle moved downwards as the arm retracted, and the way the f*ckin' door slammed after it.

I couldn't f*ckin' breath. I began to roar and shout; I managed to get my bedside lamp on and covers off, and I began running around the room, opening the door of the hallway into nothingness, not a soul awake in the f*ckin' house besides me and the ghost.

I ran at 16 years of age into my mother's room roaring my ass off about ghosts, and she woke up and blearily told me to, "Shut the f*ck up! You'll wake your sisters." Well, I calmed the f*ck down and slept on the floor in my mother's room that night.

Now, that house had been built by my parents. No one had died in it; nothing else even slightly paranormal happened in that house before or since."

9.A Visit to the Progeny

"When I was about one-year-old, I was lying in my crib for a nap like a one-year-old would do. My mom came in my room to check on me/change my diaper. She said that she found me standing up in my crib, looking at a chair that belonged in the dining room and saying "birthday" repeatedly. She was freaked out as neither she nor my dad had put the chair there.

Later that day, she was looking at her calendar and saw that it was my grandpa's birthday, and he had passed away a few months previous.

She swears to God that it happened, but I don't know if I believe her..."
The Vile Scrooge McDuck Toy

"When I was 4 or 5, I saw a rubber Scrooge McDuck toy rotate by itself. I sh*t you not. There was this explorer Scrooge McDuck toy I got from a Happy Meal that I really liked playing with as a kid. It was maybe the length of a cigarette and had some stereotypical explorer outfit and a mining pick that I chewed the sh*t out of until it looked like a mushy stick.

Anyway, that unholy little f*cker rotated and made a full 360-degree turn right in front of my eyes - while I was alone in the room and standing five feet away from it. Naturally, I lost my sh*t.

I carefully turned it so it faced the wall and ran out of the room. I told my mom, but she didn't believe me. I was persistent like f*ck, so she eventually got pissed and decided to throw out the vile toy.

When we entered my room, Scrooge wasn't facing the wall anymore. Pants were sh*t and Scrooge ended up in the garbage.

I have no f*cking idea what that was all about. I've never experienced anything remotely weird in my entire life after that. I don't really believe in any paranormal stuff, and even if I did, I have no idea what kind of an entity would choose a Happy Meal Ducktales toy to manifest through, but f*ck, for the life of me, I can't explain this. I swear on my life, I am not making this up."
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It Might Have Been Pennywise

"A few years ago, I was in the kitchen with my sister and my mom, and I saw this huge spider. This thing was at least eight inches in diameter, just sitting on the back of one of the dining room chairs. I freaked the f*ck out and pointed it out to my mom and my sister. Neither of them saw the spider. I turn back to the spider, and it's right in front of me.

"Can't you see this?" I asked. As I'm looking at this spider, they both say there is no spider there, and that my joke isn't funny.

That whole incident still bothers me."

Monday, June 19, 2017

Ten Chilling Stories That Prove Truth Is More Terrifying Than Fiction

[Found on The Lineup]

I consider myself very lucky that I don’t have any stories like these. Frankly, they made me want to check my closets while I was reading–so I can only imagine how petrifying it must have been to actually live through them.

All of these tales are allegedly true. Hats off to the 10 AskReddit users for proving that truth is indeed a whole lot scarier than fiction:

1. Imaginary Friend

When I was younger, I had an imaginary friend who lived in this massive antique dresser. We’d chill out and I vividly remember him telling me stories, although I have absolutely no recollection of what they actually were.

I remember one day talking to my parents about it (Dad traveled quite a bit so he wasn’t up to date with what I was into) and when I started telling him about my dresser buddy, he wanted to know his name. It was something innocent like Peter or Patrick but I can still see him going white in the face.

I drew Peter/Patrick out for him and the very next day him and my uncle took out that dresser and burned it. It wasn’t until a few years later when I found out my Dad’s little brother (my uncle) also had the same friend with the same name who lived in the same antique dresser. After a few months of the typical imaginary friend stuff, my uncle started having night terrors and couldn’t sleep because of Peter/Patrick. It got so bad that they had to move him out of his room before he managed to get back to normal.

2. Holiday Home Invasion

My friend and I were going to a party a few hours out of town, so we decided to stay at her family’s holiday house about an hour south of the party. We arrived around mid-afternoon, and it was winter in a holiday town, so the area was completely empty–no other cars on the street.

When we left for the party I spent a moment deciding whether to pull the gate all the way closed. I’d had some trouble opening it earlier when we arrived, and if we were getting home late at night I didn’t want to be stuck outside. I decided to shut it for security.

Party was great, we got back to the holiday house around 12:30, and the gate was open. I immediately felt on edge because not only did I know I’d locked it, but I knew it couldn’t just blow open in the wind. I didn’t want to make a big deal so I was vague when my friend asked if I’d shut it.

We went inside, and decided to make a snack. I was wandering through the house when suddenly my friend raced from the kitchen into the hallway and virtually tackled me to the ground; she was convinced she’d heard someone walking around outside. We tried to calm ourselves down, but we had no cell reception and there was no one else around. Over the next half hour or so, as we sat in the hallway paralyzed with fear, we heard footsteps outside, and the back door being jimmied.

We decided we had to leave, so we gathered everything up and got ready to make a break for the car. Just as we were at the front door ready to leave, there was a huge bang in the back yard, and suddenly what sounded like hundreds of birds started screaming. We legged it to the car, ended up starting it with all our stuff still on our laps, we hadn’t bothered to even put it in the backseat. As we reversed out the driveway we saw somebody running up the side of the house towards us.

Sped the entire way home and even once we got back to my place, didn’t sleep at all that night.

3. Answer the Phone

About a couple weeks after I was born my dad’s best friend, Jim, died. They were really close, and one of the last things he wanted was to hold little me before he passed. His wish was filled, and some short time after that he was gone.

Fast forward seven years. I’m now a happy seven-year-old kid with a five-year-old brother and newborn sister. One day the phone rings, and with my mom out and dad in the washroom I thought it was going to be ignored as we kids were still too young to answer the phone (no call display, we didn’t know if there would be a stranger). But my brother broke the rules and answered. “Hello?”

At this point my dad is out of the washroom and is asking my brother to hand him the phone. He ignores him and keeps listening to whoever is speaking. Before my dad could ask a second time my brother hangs up, looks at him and says, “Jim says hi, and he misses [says my name],” then goes back to playing. The look of shock my dad had is what I remember most about this.

4. Break In

Years ago, my father decided to check on the progress of our new house which was being built. He was there for a few days and was staying at some crappy Motel 6. His room was the last room at the end of the hallway on the top floor. On the last night he was in town, he awoke to the phone ringing in his room. He groggily answered. It was the front desk. “Sorry to wake you, but we’ve been receiving a couple of reports about rooms being broken into and some stuff being stolen. We are calling to make sure you lock your door and are safe.” My father replied that he was fine and hung up. He decided to go double check that he locked the door.

As he sat up in bed he noticed that the door to his room was ajar. Spooked, he cautiously checked the room and found that nothing was missing and no one else was in the room. He crept to the door and peeked out. Sitting right outside his room on the window sill of the hallway window was his shaving kit. Creeped out of his mind, he quickly grabbed it and locked the door. After he calmed down a bit he called down to the front des. “Hey, you just called me about the break ins around the hotel, and I just want to report that my room was broken into when I was sleeping, nothing stolen and I am fine. Figured you would like to know” The front desk replied, “You must be mistaken, we never called your room and we haven’t received any reports of break-ins.”

5. A Midnight Hike

It was near Halloween time when my friends and I were telling ghost stories. My friend said she was going to tell a story about her parents’ first date. She said she didn’t like telling the story, since it was actually true, but we prodded her on.

To cut to the chase, the parents had spent a nice, if awkward first date, and around the time that they would have said “good night,” the male in the situation–my friend’s dad–suggested that they go for a midnight hike up Provo Canyon. He apparently knew the place, since he had done a fair amount of rock climbing in the area. So the two drove up the mouth of the canyon, got out of their cars and started hiking under just the light of the stars, since it was a new moon.

At some point, the male starts getting a “bad feeling,” since the pathway ahead, which would pass under some trees, would be dark, and because it was getting to be quite late. He ignores the feeling and presses on. In later tellings of the story, the female would say that she had felt the same feeling at what was probably the same time, though she didn’t know the trail like he did. A minute later, the feeling came back to the male. He ignored it again, and started walking a bit of the way into the trees when his foot hit something “soft” in the middle of the path. Under the trees, it was too dark to see just what this soft thing was, and the feeling came back stronger than ever. Instead of finding out what his foot had bumped into, he and the female both agreed to hightail it out of there.

Years later, after being married for some time, they were watching an interview with the serial killer, Ted Bundy. In response to a question asking him to describe the time that he felt the closest to being caught, he explained about the night that he lured a girl into Provo Canyon, and had just killed her when he heard some people coming up the trail. He explained how he hid in the trees just in time, only to watch some guy walk right into the body, and for some reason, just turn around and walk away.

6. “What are you doing?”

A few weeks ago my girlfriend and I were sleeping together, when I woke up to her saying “What are you doing?” She sometimes talks in her sleep, but this sounded so coherent and urgent that it jolted me awake and I asked what she was talking about. She then woke up and said she thought she saw someone at the end of the bed. Thinking it was just a dream, or semi-awake hallucination, we thought nothing of it and went back to sleep.

About an hour later, I woke up and saw someone standing on the bed, with the sheets wrapped up and twisted to their neck. I didn’t know what do but the first thing that came out of my mouth was “What are you doing?” My girlfriend then woke me up. I had been dreaming the exact same thing that she did, and said the exact same thing.

7. Haunted Hotel

One of my brothers worked security in one of New York City’s most upscale hotels. The security desk received a frantic call during one of his night shifts. A guy was calling, all freaked out that his wife was in the bath and was not breathing. My brother and another security guard rushed upstairs to the room. Sure enough, they found a woman in the tub, and she was unresponsive. My brother and the other guard got her out of the tub and attempted CPR. In the interim, during resuscitation attempts, the NYPD arrived. They told my brother to stop CPR because the lady was obviously dead and in their opinion, had been for a couple of hours. The husband was questioned extensively. He told law enforcement that he and his wife had a fight earlier in the evening.

He went out on his own and when he came back, his wife was in the bath. He says he went to bed at that point but later became concerned when his wife didn’t come to bed. Privately, among all those present, the general consensus was that the husband had something to do with it but it could not be proven. A couple of weeks later, the room was again made available to guests, and of course the incident was not mentioned. A woman who frequently stayed at the hotel, made a reservation for a week and was assigned to that room. She was the first person to stay in the room since the incident.

She came to the front desk first thing in the morning, very upset, and with all of her luggage in tow. She said that she was canceling the rest of her reservation and that she would NEVER be staying in the hotel again. She said that she did not sleep the entire night and that the room was haunted. No one at the hotel had mentioned to her what had previously transpired in the room. While my brother worked there, every guest who stayed in the room, called about strange goings on and many asked to be switched to another room.

8. “Static mixed with screams”

A few years ago my brother would get a call on his cellphone around 2:00-3:00 A.M. every night. He would answer and it was this hellish sounding noise. Like static mixed with screams. He changed his cell number after a month of this and it stopped.

Then after a week or so it began again. The exact same noise. Exact same time. Finally one day he decided to backdial the call. It was an old man that had no clue what he was talking about. Still the calls persisted. If he didn’t answer, it would call a few more times. No messages were left.

He decided to say screw it. Ended his contract with his phone company, switched to a new one, and then got a new number. You guessed it, the screaming static calls continued after a short delay. By this time he was terrified every night, unsure why this was happening. He backdialed the number again and got a different person.

Around this time he lost his job and his phone. The calls stopped of course. His phone was disconnected now. So one day my mom asks me to listen to this weird message she got on our home phone.

It was the static screaming. We showed my brother and he was freaking out. He backdialed the number again and it said the number was disconnected this time.

Never heard from it again after that.

9. On the Porch

A few years ago I went to a Christmas party. That night my housemates went home earlier while I decided to stay and get in the Christmas spirit with a few other friends. I ended up getting pretty hammered and got home around 3:00 A.M. Instead of going straight to bed I got another beer inside then went out the back porch to have a smoke and look at the stars.

I was outside a couple of minutes when I see the light go on in the kitchen, my housemate comes out and looks at me out the back, I wave and generally look like a drunk idiot. I thought he was going to come out and get a debrief on the rest of the evening, as there were some good laughs we had. Anyway, he just gets a glass of water and goes to bed, I finish my smoke and beer and so do I.

The next morning we’re re-hashing the previous night when he mentions getting up and seeing me having a smoke out the back. “Who came back from the party with you last night?” I give him a sideways look and reply, “no one, dude, I was out there alone.” He insists. “Nah, man, there was someone out there with you, behind you on the porch, when you were looking inside waving. I didn’t come out cause I thought it was some random friend from the Christmas party I didn’t know, couldn’t be bothered making introductions.” To this day he stands by this version of events, whoever it was must have been standing close behind me the whole time, I saw no one and heard nothing. Gives me chills every time I think about it.

10. Mr. Cho

I work the 3-11 shift at a seasonally driven hotel. In the off season (October-May), we go from two people at the front desk each shift to one person. I’m the supervisor, so I get stuck alone a lot. Last February-ish, on a Monday, around 10:00 P.M., the phone rings. I answer with my usual hotel spiel, “Thank you for calling the [name of hotel], how can I help you?” On the other end of the line was an Asian guy who spoke little English.

He paused for a second before asking me something. “I’m sorry sir I only speak English, I can transfer you to reservations, they have translators.” CLICK. Dude hangs up on me.

Now my shift ends in an hour. I have a system down, where I do all my closing reports, count my bank, all that stuff to get ready to get outta there. In the middle of counting my bank, phone rings again. “Thank you for calling [name of hotel], how can I help you?” It was the same guy! At this point I’m a little annoyed, and I transfer him straight to reservations so they can find someone who understands what he wants. Not five seconds after I transfer him, the phone rings again. It’s the Damn guy only this time, in very broken English, he asks to talk to Cho. “I don’t have a Cho who works here, is he a guest with us?” The guy is talking very fast to someone in the background when a younger guy gets on the phone. “I’m very sorry to bother you but my father is confused, who am I speaking to?” I’m getting more annoyed by the second. Is it time for me to go yet?! “This is the [name of hotel], who are you guys trying to reach?”

The son doesn’t say anything for a second, then I hear him speaking to his dad in the background. After a few seconds of (what sounds like) arguing, the son comes back, apologizes for bothering me, and hangs up. Phone rings again. It’s the son.

“Look, ma’am, I’m really sorry but I’m not trying to call you, we have been trying to call my dad’s best friend Cho all night. He’s had the same phone number for years and we have never had a problem. Only the past couple of times it reroutes us to you.”

I tell him what my phone number is, and he tells me the number he’s trying to dial. I recognize it as a cell phone number from my state, but it shouldn’t reroute to my hotel. I get the son's number, tell him I’ll try dialing Cho’s number, and I’ll let him know. Dial up Mr. Cho, and instead of going to voicemail, it takes me to my hotels extension options, where if you hit 0 you’ll ring the front desk. Ok, this is getting weird. I call the kid back and tell him my findings. The family on the other end is in a panic when the son tells me the reason why they need to get a hold of Cho.

“Look, ma’am, I don’t mean to freak you out but Cho was fired from his job yesterday and he’s been acting very strange ever since.

This morning he texted my dad basically a suicide note, thanking him for being such a good friend, asking him to look out for his wife and daughter, and that he hopes they meet again one day. Cho hasn’t answered any calls since then. We talked to his daughter a few hours ago and she says he hasn’t been home all day, and their hand gun and rifle are both missing. Is there any way you can look up to see if he’s staying there or maybe you know something?”

At this point I’m freaking out. It’s dead quiet in the hotel, I have maybe 10 rooms in house. It’s just me and the housekeeper. I know for a fact that we haven’t had an Asian gentleman check in with us in over a week, and I checked in almost everyone who came in that day, I know there is no Mr. Cho at my hotel. I apologize profusely and explain no one here who fits the description. The best thing to do would be to contact the local police and report a missing person, and maybe call my town's police and report it to them too. I say if I find anything out I’ll call them. They thank me and we disconnect. It’s 10:45 and it's creepy at the hotel. Is it possible someone checked in for him? Are the housekeepers going to walk in to a dead guy in the morning? The overnight guy comes in and I don’t tell him anything. He’s already paranoid and weird to begin with, telling him would make things worse.

Fast forward three days and a body of an unidentified Asian man is found in the bay about two blocks from my hotel. He had a gunshot wound in his head. Later that day he is identified by a family friend as Mr. Cho.

Maybe not scary or supernatural, but definitely the creepiest thing that has ever happened to me.