Ok, I bit with the ghost stories thread a few weeks back so I'll give this one a shot too. This is one I've not told many people because it makes me look insane. You'll see.
To keep this as short as possible, when I first moved out and got my own place (around 17) I used to babysit my cousins' daughter a lot out of convinience. I was the only person she knew with a place and I loved being around the kid, so it worked out. One night, I'm sitting around on the computer waiting for her to get here and my cousin calls to ask if it's alright if the kid stays over night. Worried me a little because I didn't have a ton of food, etc, but of course I agreed. We ended up having a blast. Played hide and seek, told jokes, ghost stories, that kinda thing. I let her sleep in my bed and I was on the floor. The next morning I woke up in a little bit of a panic because I looked up into the bed and she was gone, the bed was perfectly made and none of her stuff was there.
Immediately called my cousin who had no idea what I was talking about, said the girl was with her. Relieved I said "God, don't scare me like that. What time did you come get her?" She had no idea what I was talking about. Claimed she had never dropped her off last night and that they were out bowling the night before.
My only theory is that I dreamt it.. but that feels impossible. We were awake for a solid and memorable 7 hours, watched an entire movie that I don't even own (she brought it with her), ate food, sang songs. I remembered every second of it. I just played the phone call off like it was a joke I used to segway into a weird dream and hung up.
I've told a few people since then but they of course have no idea what to tell me. I just try not to think about it.
Mountains rise in the distance stalwart as the stars, fading forever.
Roads ever weaving, soul ever seeking the hunter's mark.
Last year during the summer I decided to go for a run during the night since I wasn't able to get my morning jog in. While I was running I saw a green orb come up out of the street about 10 feet away from me. I stopped and was totally freaked out. I seriously could not move at all and could not believe what I was seeing. This orb flew into the air about 20 feet and slowly started moving into these bushes to the right of me all the while it was glowing like a green heartbeat. At that point I was so freaked I could do nothing but absolutely sprint with everything in me. I ran into my house and my parents were like "What the heck, it looks look you have seen a ghost you are flushed pale!" Yeah...it was a weird experience. Never will forget that.
This one time I heard a door slam in the middle of the night then shouted aloud "omg a ghost!" then noticed I left some windows open, silly me. Then almost every night I hear weird noising coming from my walls but then actually using my head I realize its just some pips being loud. Seriously though soo many people jump to conclusions when weird stuff happens. I believe in ghosts and all but unlike most people when I hear a creaky floorboard in the middle of the night I think its some old wood making funny noises instead of some ghost of a long dead Indian that was buried under my house walking around late at night to seek revenge on the living for stealing his land.
MOLLY IS IN THE ROOM, if you read this out loud you're fine, if you read it in your head, don't turn around, MOLLY IS IN THE ROOM.
Just putting thoughts in your head is enough to make you imagine things that are not there. For example, it's dark and late, foggy, if you read about ghosts or what ever it affects you and your mind starts to see things, even hear. Sounds or reflections from neighbors become weird things you can't explain. But, if you had not read or watched such things, you'd just think it's a darn foggy night today -nothing special would happen. :P
Some are prone to being afraid of the dark, more than others. I myself are usually totally fine with darkness but I notice that watching some movies can affect me at night.
I saw a real live weeping angel several months before the Dr. Who episode premiered.
My college was located in a revolutionary war era town on Maryland's eastern shore and the town's old graveyard was located next to the lacrosse fields. My friends and I, being the geniuses that we were, liked to hang out there at night. To even get to the graveyard you had to cross this giant bridge that had a lovely tendency to go pitch black on either side once you were on it.
The most well-known grave in this graveyard was marked by a lifesize white marble statue of an angel standing on a pedestal. It could be seen from anywhere in the graveyard no matter how poor the lighting was. We liked to hang out by it because it was such a pretty looking grave marker. However our first clue that something was wrong with it was that no matter how light it was during the day, the angel's face was always completely obscured by shadow. The face was not carved in a manner to permanently shade the face. The features, eyes inparticular, were almost impossible to see.
So one night we're out there as usual and it's about 1 AM. Freaky shit has already gone down. We found a very large headstone that had been cracked cleanly in half, in a way that would be damn hard to do as a prank. The stone was also coated in coagulating and fully dried blood. Somethign definitely was not happy we were there and we didn't pick up on it. Moving further into the graveyard we suddenly get the urge to look at where the angel statue normally is.
The statue is gone and there's something moving among the graves.
We look to see where the statue went, maybe its a trick of the light and it is not there and the figure that's moving towards us is black, silent and winged.
We got the hint and ran to the lacrosse fields. Whatever it was did not follow us that far thankfully.
...And that is why I will never, ever watch "Blink"!
I have quite a few experiences with what I believe is the paranormal. One of the ones that stands out the most happened when I was roughly 10-11 years old. It was dark outside and me and my dad were outside looking at the stars I believe. All of a sudden the "generic" triangle UFO with the 6 lights on it goes by about 150-200 feet above us. I don't remember it stopping or anything. I remember asking my dad what it was. He said it was nothing and I didn't second guess it til the memory resurfaced a few years later. That is all I have of the memory. I can't remember why we were out there or what happened after. At the same time I wonder if it was a dream and my mind can't distinguish it from reality.
Who is kara and why are all 10 of us going to "raid" her?
Gather around kids for a terrifying tale of an old lady, who had a particular taste for toes:
Once there was an old woman who went out in the woods to dig up some roots to cook for dinner. She spotted something funny
sticking out of the leaves and dug around until she uncovered a great big hairy toe. There was some good meat on that toe which would make a real tasty dinner, so the old woman put it in her basket and took it home.
When she got back to her cottage, the old woman boiled up a kettle-full of hairy toe soup,
which she ate for dinner that night. It was the best meal she'd had in weeks! The old woman went to bed that night with a full stomach and a big smile.
Along about midnight, a cold wind started blowing in the tops of the trees around the old woman's house.
A large black cloud crept over the moon and from the woods a hollow voice rumbled: "Hairy toe! Hairy toe!
I want my hairy toe!" Inside the house, the old woman stirred uneasily in her bed and nervously pulled the covers up over her ears.
From the woods there came a stomp-stomp-stomping noise as the wind whistled and jerked at the treetops.
In the clearing at the edge of the forest, a hollow voice said: "Hairy toe! Hairy toe! I want my hairy toe!" Inside the house,
the old woman shuddered and turned over in her sleep.
A stomp, stomp, stomping sound came from the garden path outside the cottage. The night creatures shivered in their burrows as a
hollow voice howled: "Hairy toe! Hairy toe! I want my hairy toe!" Inside the house, the old woman snapped awake. Her whole body shook with fright as she listened to the angry howling in her garden. Jumping out of bed, she ran to the door and barred it. Once the cottage was secure,
she lay back down to sleep.
Suddenly, the front door of the cottage burst open with a bang, snapping the bar in two and sending it flying into the corners
of the room. There came the stomp, stomp, stomping noise of giant feet walking up the stairs. Peeping out from under the covers,
the old woman saw a massive figure filling her doorway. It said: "Hairy toe! Hairy toe! I want my hairy toe!"
The old woman sat bolt upright in terror and shouted: "I ATE your hairy toe!"
"Yes, you did," the giant figure said very gently as it advanced into the room.
No one living in the region ever saw the old woman again. The only clue to her disappearance was a
giant footprint a neighbor found pressed deep into the loose soil of the meadow beside the house. The footprint was missing
the left big toe. The end
Ah Folklore, how it warms my heart. Not really a personal experience , but still.
I have an unexplainable experience! I was driving home and ironically before I left I saw some videos of these balls of light that just rotated in the sky and then vanished. However, when I was on the road I swear I saw a huge ball of light glow in the sky and then vanish in asecond. It was so wierd.
I also had another one which is freaking wierd and I hate talking about it, but I love you all so much that I must. I was a little kid, and recently a plane had crashed in our backyard when we were on vacation. I'M FAMOUS! The next couple of days as I was in my bed, I would see this tall bald-headed man wearing a gray suit fly by my bedroom, I was lucky that "thing" didn't see me, or I would of never left my parent's room. Oooo I just keep imagining him... scary as shizznitt.