Do you guys have any scary stories?

[DigitalFudge]

I don't but my sister's place was haunted.


She had some crazy ass experiences for example she walked into the kitchen one day and dropped something on the floor. The way the counter was built it was raised up so the bottom wasn't touching the ground (Basically it was like levitating, but was connected only to the walls not the ground). Anyway she bent down to pick her papers or whatever she had dropped, looked to her right, and through the bottom of the counter she saw a pair of feet standing there toes pointed to her as if he/she/it was looking at her. They were in dress shoes.


She sprung up and no one was there. That's not even the fucked up story, she had radios lift off the counter and propel themselves around the room but there was this balloon that followed her everywhere.....


I remember specifically after it had been going on for awhile she wanted to mess with it and brought the balloon downstairs (It followed her up and down staircases) into the kitchen, ran upstairs and closed the closet door. When she had opened the door the balloon was waiting by the handle.



I want to hear some scares you guys. Doesn't even have to be ghosts could just be an encounter that left you horrified.

[refujiunderground]

i had a nightmare that i was the person that i am today when i was 14 and what do you know.... it came true. i've become a fucking bum like my father.

all i need to do is fuck around and get sent to prison to complete the other nightmare i had.

[BillyT]

He was elected President

[mitchymo]

I've had a few freaky things happen in my flat. As they total 4 incidents, and i've been living here for 12yrs, its not what i'd call a haunting.
The first thing i experienced was a ghost. I happily ignore it by reasoning that a trick of the mind could be the cause. I was with several friends and my then flatmate, having a party. I escorted the last person to leave, to the door, sat back down next to my friend watching the tv. To the side of my flatmate was the window, to the side of me was another sofa. I turned to my firend, looking past the window, to see a man walking behind the sofa, towards the door, in the reflection of the glass. I carried on talking to my firend, thinking nothing of it, until several minutes later, when i suddenly realised that there was nobody else in the flat. I suddenly went cold, hairs stood on end, colour drained from my face. That was the the first freaky thing to happen.

The last 3 incidents occurred after my flatmate moved out.

The first of those three was when i was trying to get to sleep one night. I sleep in the dark always. But as i was laying there with my eyes shut, it felt like it had got much, much darker. I didn't feel alone anymore. I was scared to open my eyes. I felt a presence getting nearer and nearer, and then, so close to me, that a hair couldn't fit in the gap between my cheek, and whatever 'IT' was. For several seconds, this feeling of evil existed. Then it brightened up, the room felt calm. I opened my eyes, the room still in darkness as it had been before, but no scary entity feeling.

The last two have both occurred in my bath, whilst i was taking it, on different occassions though.

One involved some long dark hair, in a clump, drift in the water, and under my right leg. I sat up to find it, but there was nothing there, yet i watched it floating in the water for several seconds before it dissappeared. It was odd.

The second incident involved me sitting up already, washing my hair. I heard a splash in the bath behind me. No problem, i've had the shower gel or the shampoo fall from the corner of the bath before, sometimes both of them. When i turned around to pick up whichever one it was, they were both still on the side, nothing was in the bath. But i heard the splash behind me clear as day.

[DigitalFudge]

^^^^^

Just, run.

[eyeoftheshark]

Hummm always scary porn adds appear to me on justusboys

[CottonBolus]

My entire family and myself have been visited by many inexplicable events ranging from scary to frightening.

[Saybrooke]

He was elected President

Damn it! I was gonna say that! DX

[BillyT]

Damn it! I was gonna say that! DX

Great minds think alike.

[Acanthophis]

I used to find vagina attractive.

[maxpowr9]

I've witnessed someone kill themselves. Posted about it already.

I'm pretty desensitized so not much scares me, well except commitment.

[eyeoftheshark]

oh and my ex tried to killhimself infront of me

[SLOPPYSECONDS]

wink

thankyou

[BFizzle]

You guys honestly don't even know. I worked at a 100 year old haunted hotel when I was barely legal. There were too many encounters to post rn and ain't nobody got time for that, but I'm pretty sure I've posted about it online before. If I find it I'll copy and paste.

[DanikShade]

I used to find vagina attractive.

Seriously?It looks like a furry taco and smells like a fish!

[DigitalFudge]

I got so much life when I saw this thread bumped and none of ya'll posted shit

[BFizzle]

I got so much life when I saw this thread bumped and none of ya'll posted shit

LOL. Lemme get my receipts together so we can get this hit thread rolling.

[reone]

Was I scared? x_x

[BFizzle]

Girls. I found it. Bear with me.

Okay, so when I was 18 I got my first job as a waiter at this restaurant/hotel. My town has a lot of history, civil war stuff happened there, the underground railroad runs underneath the hotel, and the building itself is over 100 years old. Anyway, my first night they asked me to go down to the freezer for some lettuce. They said it was one floor down, so I went, and of course I managed to get lost on a flight of stairs and I wound up in the boiler room. First of all, the boiler room alone was like something out of a Freddy Krueger movie. Before I even too much got a good look at it, I had this feeling like I wasn't supposed to be there. I just didn't want to fuck with any of the energy that place was giving me, so I booked it. A few months later we had this convention of psychics who rented rooms in the hotel because they were doing various investigations throughout town due to it's history. I came into work the first night they were there, and my best friend had talked to the main psychic lady and was in shock because she had told her all of these things about her uncle and dad who passed away that were all true. At the time I really wasn't trying to buy it. I thought our boss had just gave the psychic some information to tell her to make her feel better, so I wasn't that into what they had to say. The next day they actually did their investigation of the building and printed out their report and made copies for all of us. I was bored so I sat down and read it. There were a lot of different reports about spirits in the parlor room, and various hotel rooms, but when I got to their review of the boiler room it said that there was a very dark and upsetting energy down there. That peaked my interest because I hadn't really talked about my experience so it was interesting that someone else felt the same thing. Two days later, it was the last day they were staying with us, and I had to serve them breakfast. When I gave the H.B.I.C. psychic her tea, she grabbed my arm and asked if she could talk to me later. I was a little taken aback, but I said sure. I was curious to hear what she had to say. After they finished eating she met me in the lobby and we went into the office to talk. At first she started talking about a lot of private family matters I was going through at the time, that I hadn't talked to anyone about, not even my very best friend who worked there. Then she told me that I had an energy that spirits were attracted to , and that there was an old lady who followed me around and looked after me. She went on to describe the lady, and what she said sounded identical to this one picture of my granny holding me as a toddler. My granny died when I was two. Then she gave me a name, and it was similar to my granny's, but it wasn't her name. That really weirded me out, and when I went home that afternoon I told my mom about it. My mom does not believe in that kind of stuff at all, and even when I told her how the description of the lady was just like the picture, she admitted that it was weird, but she wasn't buying it. So I went to head to my room, but just before I forgot, I told her about the name that she had given me. My mom froze, and then told me that was her nickname for her mom. For me, there's just no coincidence big enough for that. Ever since that day, I've believed everything that psychic had to say regarding that entire weekend.

Another night there I was working with this girl and we were getting ready to go home and were putting away cups in the wait station. There are two of those flip doors back there that lead to the kitchen, an in one and an out one. While she had her back to me putting up cups I slipped into the in one to wipe up the counters in the kitchen. I heard her talking and I thought it was funny that she hadn't realized I left and was talking to herself, so I poked my head out of the out door and asked "Who are you talking to?" but she gasped and looked to the other corner of the wait station where I had been standing earlier and then back at me, like she had just seen a ghost. She swore that she turned around and saw me standing there until I stuck my head out of the kitchen door.

Another night I was working all by myself and there was this old Amish man staying there. I was waiting in the lobby by my little podium, and I saw him come to the balcony upstairs. I looked up at him and smiled, but he just stared at me. Then he started walking down the stairs, slow as Christmas. I asked him if he was coming down to eat, and he didn't say anything, he just kept staring at me as he walked down the stairs. It gave me the creeps, so I went into the kitchen to talk to the chef and we were just saying how creepy the man was. After a few minutes, I figured he must have gotten to wherever he was going by that time, so I went to the door that leads out to the wait station, and y'all . . . as soon I opened the door, the man was RIGHT there! I bumped into him! I . . . almost dropped dead right then and there. Turns out he only wanted a cup of coffee and was really sweet. He left me a $5 tip.

If any of you bitches tl;dr me I will cut you.

[mikey3000]

Sometimes I swear I hear my late cat, who died in my fire two years ago, meow or brush up against my legs. Also once I felt someone lie on me and cover me in my bed.

[reone]

The underground railroad ran underneath your last job, huh?

[BFizzle]

The underground railroad ran underneath your last job, huh?

Through the whole town square. I'm always scared I'm finna fall through the creaky wooden floor in the drug store.

[BFizzle]

Oh yeah. One time I left a candle on in the kitchen, and several hours later I was trollin', and the next thing I knew I heard glass break on the other side of the house. I knew it was one of y'all comin' to murder me, so I hid in my room and locked the door for about an hour. Finally I got so bored that I went to check it out, and I saw that the candle had gotten too hot and exploded.

[BENDERBOY]

She's fine now (medicated) but growing up with a mum who is bi-polar was a real scary rollercoaster.

[reone]

I've suffered from sleep paralysis a few times. I had heard about it on many occasions, and how many people consider it a spiritual event, but didn't experience it for the first time myself until a few months ago. I've had strange dreams before, but not really like this.

I had been in my sister's room talking to her and mistakenly fell asleep on the end of her bed. At some point I began dreaming about a dog that I used to have. It was strange because even in the dream I was aware of the fact that I no longer had this dog, and I was also aware that I was dreaming and still in my sister's bed. It was like watching myself from inside the room, but also being inside my own body experiencing it all.

Anyway, in my dream my old dog was somehow in the room and she bit down very roughly onto my hand and tried to pull me out of bed. I could feel the pain of her teeth in my hand, but I couldn't physically move any part of my body to try and remove it from her mouth. I just laid there very terrified with my mind racing. I just kind of snapped out of it randomly though and everything stopped.

I've heard of people seeing shadowy figures in the room when they experience sleep paralysis, but I guess I was fortunate since it was a dog that I loved instead...even if she did bite me.

[Acanthophis]

Seriously?It looks like a furry taco and smells like a fish!

Dark times, man. Seriously though, I still find women attractive, just... not that area. I described it to my female friend as something that looks like it crawled out of a biological disaster.

[BFizzle]

Sometimes I swear I hear my late cat, who died in my fire two years ago, meow or brush up against my legs. Also once I felt someone lie on me and cover me in my bed.

Oh my God.

[DigitalFudge]

Girls. I found it. Bear with me.



If any of you bitches tl;dr me I will cut you.

Holy-Shit.



I have no words for any of this.

I've suffered from sleep paralysis a few times. I had heard about it on many occasions, and how many people consider it a spiritual event, but didn't experience it for the first time myself until a few months ago. I've had strange dreams before, but not really like this.

I had been in my sister's room talking to her and mistakenly fell asleep on the end of her bed. At some point I began dreaming about a dog that I used to have. It was strange because even in the dream I was aware of the fact that I no longer had this dog, and I was also aware that I was dreaming and still in my sister's bed. It was like watching myself from inside the room, but also being inside my own body experiencing it all.

Anyway, in my dream my old dog was somehow in the room and she bit down very roughly onto my hand and tried to pull me out of bed. I could feel the pain of her teeth in my hand, but I couldn't physically move any part of my body to try and remove it from her mouth. I just laid there very terrified with my mind racing. I just kind of snapped out of it randomly though and everything stopped.

I've heard of people seeing shadowy figures in the room when they experience sleep paralysis, but I guess I was fortunate since it was a dog that I loved instead...even if she did bite me.

You would have those types of experiences though. I'm not here for any of that.



I don't know how you people cope with being paralyzed. That shit is not cute and it's unacceptable.



Shadowy figures? Bye.

[Seghers]

Not me personally, but when my bf's nephew was 2 or 3 he would sometimes see a man in the apartment that no one else could see. He would often say to his mother late at night: tell the man to go away, while pointing towards nothing in the hallway.

[BFizzle]

Not me personally, but when my bf's nephew was 2 or 3 he would sometimes see a man in the apartment that no one else could see. He would often say to his mother late at night: tell the man to go away, while pointing towards nothing in the hallway.

I am done with this thread!

[DigitalFudge]

Not me personally, but when my bf's nephew was 2 or 3 he would sometimes see a man in the apartment that no one else could see. He would often say to his mother late at night: tell the man to go away, while pointing towards nothing in the hallway.

Mods, close the thread.

[reone]

Not me personally, but when my bf's nephew was 2 or 3 he would sometimes see a man in the apartment that no one else could see. He would often say to his mother late at night: tell the man to go away, while pointing towards nothing in the hallway.

I have younger cousins that have had very similar experiences while staying with us at my last home. It's a little unnerving.

I don't know how you people cope with being paralyzed. That shit is not cute and it's unacceptable.



Shadowy figures? Bye.

Haha, I said the same thing when people explained their experiences to me ..and when it happened I reacted exactly as I thought I would. Mentally I completely freaked out.

[DigitalFudge]

But seriously though, you guys, Seghers just touched on my biggest fear.






We are all afraid of the dark, right?


It's because we don't know who or what is hiding inside of it. My fear is having my dog on the bed with me or in any room that is pitch black but it would of course be scarier in bed asleep. The next thing you know you are woken up by your dog who is standing, in an aggressive stance, growling at the darkness.


It basically plays on the biggest fear of all. It confirms that there is something in the dark when before you just imagined that there could be.



I'm not even being sarcastic right now but I honestly would not know what I would do with myself in that position. I'd be done.

[BFizzle]

My fear is having my dog on the bed with me or in any room that is pitch black but it would of course be scarier in bed asleep. The next thing you know you are woken up by your dog who is standing, in an aggressive stance, growling at the darkness.

Why are we doing this to ourselves rn.




EDIT: Wait. I thought you meant the dog would come in the room later, as in whatever was in bed with you wasn't your dog the whole time. CAN YOU IMAGINE.

[Seghers]

Well, now that I think about it, I would experience sleep paralysis on a regular basis from like the age of 4 to my late teens. I have talked about it here before - I would very often wake up being like 90% paralyzed. I could move slightly if I tried really hard. I never saw any figures but what would often happen was that after waking up paralyzed I would then levitate from my bed out towards the living room, and once I got there I would always black out or go back to sleep.
I would be completely convinced of the fact that there were other people in the room that I just couldn't see but I could feel their presence.
Sometimes I had the feeling of that it was the invisible people that carried me out of my bed instead of me levitating on my own.

For years when I was a teenager I was one of those kids who was convinced that I had been abducted by aliens, and I read everything about aliens and the UFO phenomenon that I could come across.

Then as I started reading more about sleep paralysis and the vivid hallucinations that it can bring about I got a little bit more of a perspective on the whole situation, but sometimes when I read about certain things a part of my still thinks that maybe it's not just sleep paralysis after all...

[MoufOfKhaos]

I've also had sleep paralysis brought on by three VERY distinct turn of events.

The first time I ever had this experience, I had been watching BET, and they played Cee-lo's first solo single(I'ma Freak), and then Earth Wind & Fire's Let's Groove Tonight... so later that night, I went to sleep and immediately started dreaming about those two songs. Suddenly, and with no real warming at all, the dream switches to this very vivid black and white performance of this old R&B crooner who passed away, and at the end of this infomercial-like performance, the "scene" froze and all I could hear was this awful static screech... I tried my hardest to shake myself awake, but I just could not open my eyes. I tried to shout my brothers' name, but the sound just got so loud that it was drowning out my voice. I finally woke up after what seemed like hours... TV off, drenched in sweat, sitting straight up. The other two crippling dreams weren't as terrifying because they weren't as long... but one had to do with a vortex opening above me with devils coming down, and the third was me actually watching TV and yellow smoke binding me to the bed - on that one I actually could SEE what was around me, even up to my brother getting up and exiting the room while I was fighting to shake myself awake.

[DigitalFudge]

Why are we doing this to ourselves rn.




EDIT: Wait. I thought you meant the dog would come in the room later, as in whatever was in bed with you wasn't your dog the whole time. CAN YOU IMAGINE.

Shut the PHUK UP


I'm sitting in the dark with my headphones in and I just did a double take around my basement because of your edit.


I-------AM-----------DONE

[Seghers]

But seriously though, you guys, Seghers just touched on my biggest fear.






We are all afraid of the dark, right?


It's because we don't know who or what is hiding inside of it. My fear is having my dog on the bed with me or in any room that is pitch black but it would of course be scarier in bed asleep. The next thing you know you are woken up by your dog who is standing, in an aggressive stance, growling at the darkness.


It basically plays on the biggest fear of all. It confirms that there is something in the dark when before you just imagined that there could be.



I'm not even being sarcastic right now but I honestly would not know what I would do with myself in that position. I'd be done.

Cats are the worst bed mates in situations like that. They'll lie completely calm in bed cleaning themselves and then suddenly they freeze and stare wide eyed out into the darkness!
In reality they've probably just heard a fly buzzing or something but to me it can only mean that they've seen something absolutely terrifying and when i turn my head I will see this face staring at me:

[BFizzle]

I could have gone my whole life without seeing that pic.

[reone]

I recall hearing a long time ago that cats and dogs often hear very low or subtle noises from outside of your home and also from inside of the walls, and those noises will obviously draw their attention. How many situations that covers I can't say, but I think it'd be good to think of late at night if you need something reassuring to help yourself feel better .

[DigitalFudge]

Cats are the worst bed mates in situations like that. They'll lie completely calm in bed cleaning themselves and then suddenly they freeze and stare wide eyed out into the darkness!
In reality they've probably just heard a fly buzzing or something but to me it can only mean that they've seen something absolutely terrifying and when i turn my head I will see this face staring at me:

You are literally killing me. This thread would be nothing without you.

[BFizzle]

You guys might as well go ahead and watch this.

[HunterM]

You guys honestly don't even know. I worked at a 100 year old haunted hotel when I was barely legal.

Why didn't you get restraining orders on these ghosts???

[justanothershyguy]

I don't know if this is scary, but it was freaky to me.

Normally, I sleep in the basement and my dog is in the bed with me. About a month or so ago, my dog slept up in her kennel. I woke up at 5 in the morning and had to use the bathroom (And no, that's not the freaky part). Anyway, afterwards, I got back in bed and laid there with my eyes closed. As I was laying there, I felt... something push down on the bed. Right where I was laying. I got the chills, goose bumps, whatever you wanna call it. I didn't open my eyes, but I was awake and no longer able to sleep. I didn't really try to move, but like I said, it was freaky.

I don't really get scared by ghosts or anything like that. In fact, I find that to be really interesting and intriguing (regardless of the truth). I hadn't watched any Ghost Hunters or any movie of the sort in months, so there was nothing like that going on either. I had never had anything of the sort happen in this house (same house I've lived in my whole life, been in this room for the past year), and I haven't since.

[BENDERBOY]

Ali getting the shit scared out of him.

[Seghers]

You are literally killing me. This thread would be nothing without you.

lol. Sorry but as I was searching for an appropriate image it dawned on me that the scariest face for me wouldn't be that of a ghost or a demon face like the one in The Exorcist, but just a completely crazy as fuck wide grin. Not even a sinister grin, just total nuthouse-insane expression. It's always been the type of face that I've been most scared of seeing, ever since I was a kid.

[johaninsc]

[AshyPhoenix]

Yeah.

I once looked in a mirror before I did my make up.

[BFizzle]

Okay. I'm going to bed.

If I see/hear/feel anything I'm swingin'.

[Essex Boy]

This didn't happen to me, I heard it second-hand.
A woman bought some liver from the butcher and put it on a plate in the fridge, intending to cook it the next day. In the morning when she opened to the fridge to get the milk, she noticed that the plate was empty. Then out of the corner of her eye she noticed the piece of liver clinging to the wall of the fridge, quivering.