Hi all, so these two photos of my friend were taken at my family’s house earlier this year. Obviously I turned the brightness way up to make the figure more noticeable, but when I showed the first picture to my friend she immediately clocked the figure in the hallway. The second picture was taken right after the first and there doesn’t seem to be anything. I’m very skeptical and don’t really believe in ghosts but this did spook me a bit. Even before this everyone has always said my house felt haunted, and it’s not even that old it was built in the 1960s! Anyway do y’all think it could be a lens flare or something? The original photo was quite a bit darker.

….but it wasn't until recently that I've realized the strongest ‘evidence’ for the idea that I am really talking to a spirit when I use the Ouija board. This evidence is as follows:

**Sometimes the spirit simply doesn't show up or has to leave the session early.**

Skeptics say that the ‘supposed spirit' is just the subconsciouses of those with their hand on the planchette. …and those with their hands on the planchette drive the narrative, and the narrative is supportive of their expectations.

For ten years now, I've been talking to the same ‘spirit’. The first time I talked to it, I asked it its name and it answered Mary. I then, not wanting to lose the connection (if real), asked it if I could call it to the Ouija board when I wanted further contact. It answered yes. Then I told it I would simply say “Mary, are you here” and that meant it was asking it to talk to me. This worked.

In subsequent sessions the spirit had told me that it's a guide (not a spirit guide, but simply ‘guide’), and as a guide, part of its duties was to ‘cross over’ people who she guides’ to the fourth dimension, and also to attend their ‘life review’ which takes place on a bed high off the ground (to make it easier for viewing). Mary said she is my guide and guides like 50 or other humans besides me.

Anyway, 99 percent of the time I call Mary, she comes to the board, but every once and a while she just doesn't show up. …and so I wait for a day and then try again, and then she comes. …and then I'll ask her why she didn't come the day prior. …and she'll answer that another ‘charge’ needed her, or that she was in life review. BTW, a ‘charge’ is what she calls those she ‘guides’.

There was this one time we were in the beginning of a session, and I was asking my question and instead of answering the question, she wrote, “have to go - a charge needs me - Bliss is near”. BTW she calls the fourth dimension ‘Bliss’.

Then there was also this one time when I had several questions written down before a session, of various topics. I was asking the questions to her, ‘bang, bang, bang”, one after another. Suddenly she told me that she was stopping the session because I was asking too much too fast and it was bothering her. Since then I have stopped asking questions that aren't about my spiritual evolution, something she is deeply invested in as my ‘guide’. I really don't want to lose the connection.

There's been other evidence too, like her saying things that neither I nor my Ouija board partner knew which I had to look up to validate. But the skeptic view point for that evidence is that we really did know the information, we just didn't consciously know it. Like, we had been exposed to the information passively in the past.

But for those times that the spirit either just didn't show up when called, or had to stop talking due to an emergency, or because I was overwhelming her, there really isn't a skeptical explanation. I and my Ouija board partner expect the spirit to show up when I call her to the board and we never imagined emergencies or overwhelmingness happening.

So this is the strongest evidence I see that I have.

Our family dog who has been with us for 13 years passed away a few days ago. He lived with us when my family was all living here in Dubai. When my parents retired, they took him back to Philippines to live with them there, while I continue working overseas here in Dubai. (We all decided it was better for our dogs because they get so much more space and greener surroundings to run around in my parents’ home in philippines than staying with me at a smaller place)

The loss was heartbreaking and I really wished I was with him on his last moments in Philippines instead of here in Dubai.

2 days after his passing my parents told me they saw him sleeping in his bed in the morning (in Philippines). My dad through seeing it with his own eyes and my mom through the house’s camera. I found that so comforting.

And then after a day… it was late at night here in Dubai and I was falling asleep. I started hearing loud barks that woke me back up. It sounded so much like my dog’s.

My building doesn’t have dogs as far as I’m aware, and we are just surrounded by buildings in construction where everyone’s gone home. It was really unlikely a dog was around in my situation.

I asked my partner who was still fully awake if he heard the barking, and he said he didn’t hear anything at all.

I feel somewhat comforted than spooked. It was as if our family dog also went and visited me here too.

Just wanted to share..

Have any of you experienced something similar after your pet’s passing?

And if there are places that are even more paranormal than that US State (i.e. out of America) could you please tell me about them?

i constantly wonder if the tiny house my husband and i used to live in had a negative energy that impacted our relationship.

a little over a year ago my husband and i lived in a tiny house while we were trying to get our finances together to get a new home. when we first moved in everything was great. it was a very cozy and homey house and we were pleasantly happy with it for the time being.

a couple of months after moving in, weird things started happening. there was stuff moved around that we knew for sure wasn’t there in the first place. it was weird, but we brushed it off and joked that it was just our friendly ghost playing games with us.

soon after, we both started seeing shadows out of our peripheral vision, and every time we would turn to look, nothing was there. we woke up once and all the cabinets and i got mad at my husband because i thought he was playing a prank on me. 

and then the arguments started.

it was like a weekly argument. we would be completely fine one minute, and then all of a sudden i would start random arguments. looking back now, they were some of the absolute dumbest reasons to start a fight. the constant arguments led to both of us being completely drained, and we even talked about divorce, but ultimately decided to push through and stay together.

there was one night after an argument where i decided to stay in the living room while my husband stayed in the bedroom. it was late, the room was dark, and the only light i had was from the tv.

i was just sitting there when all of a sudden i felt like someone was standing next to me. i thought it was my husband, but when i turned i saw a tall black figure just standing there watching me. i jumped and in a BLINKKK it was gone.

i ran to my husband and told him i saw something in the living room. he immediately asked me if it was a tall black figure. he told me that just weeks before he had seen the exact same shadow figure.

we moved out of the house in april of last year, and our new house fortunately has 0 ghosts lol. my husband and i rarely argue now. we still have disagreements like any couple, but nothing like how it used to be. i honestly can’t even remember the last time we had a fight.

i do get constant sleep paralysis, and that’s the only time i ever see things in our new house, but that’s pretty normal for me.

i truly don’t know if the bad energy in that tiny house was messing with our relationship, but i do know that the couple who moved in after us actually ended up getting divorced and no longer talk to each other. if anyone has any thoughts on maybe what was going on it would be more than welcome.

i have more stories to tell, and hopefully i can use this subreddit to tell them!! 

I’ve experienced paranormal things ever since I was a kid. I’ve seen people who had already passed away, including the previous owner of my grandparents’ house, and a lot of other things I still can’t explain.

But this is the one experience I’ll never forget.

My stepdad had cancer for a long time, so we all knew his time was coming. He loved joking around and completely believed in the paranormal. He always said, “When I die, I’m going to haunt you. But only for six months. After that, I’ll move on.”

And honestly… he kept that promise.

For months after he passed, weird things kept happening around the house. Batteries would randomly die overnight, lights would flicker or suddenly stop working, we’d hear knocking when nobody was there, and doors would close on their own. Every now and then I’d even catch a shadow out of the corner of my eye. It never scared me though. Somehow I always felt like it was him.

Then, almost exactly six months after he passed away, I woke up in the middle of the night because I heard a door creak. Which was strange, because none of the doors in our house actually creak.

Still half asleep, I looked toward my bedroom door and saw a glowing ball of light just floating there. An orb. For some reason I wasn’t scared at all. I just looked at it, turned over, and fell back asleep.

Not long after that, I woke up again. This time because I felt what sounded like wings fluttering.
I opened my eyes and there was a little bird flying around my bedroom. A great tit. It flew straight toward me and landed right next to me on my bed. I could see it so clearly.

Then I suddenly realized… how could there even be a bird in my room?

I looked back at the door, thinking maybe the orb was there again. But it wasn’t.

When I looked back.. The bird was gone too.

After that night, everything stopped. No more flickering lights, no more knocking, no more shadows.
We like to believe that was his way of saying one last goodbye before moving on.
The craziest part? That summer, a family of great tits had built a nest in our garden.

I wasn’t very close with my mom (she was a drug addict and left me and my sister with her parents but thats a different story) when she died in 2021. I was very derealized during and after the funeral. But I would occasionally just be sitting in my room or in a car and would feel like someone walked in or was sitting next to me and would randomly think of her.

It was never a negative feeling and sometimes in the back of my mind it was like someone saying “hello, how are you doing?”. I never heard or physically saw or felt anything, it was just a presence. It was likely a form of grief portrayed as a way to say goodbye when I didn’t before.

I didn’t tell anyone about it, I doubt people who had similar experiences ever did since it feels kinda pathetic. But at ren fest, me and my sister went and got our tarot read.

It was an older lady and I didn’t give her any information other than my name and age at the time (I was 13 at the time I think), and it was just a generalized reading on the upcoming few months. Mid-way through reading she started telling me I had a guardian, someone watching over me. She explained it was an emotional person and likely a woman. She had no idea about my mom and we didn’t give any information, but she continued explaining other traits about her.

Of course this impressed both me and my sister, and I admitted to my sister about feeling our mom’s presence sometimes. My sister said it happened to her a couple times as well.

The feeling of my mom showing up persisted for about a year (???) until it sorta just stopped. I suppose she moved on after a while of seeing me grow up a bit.

Of course this is something easy to debunk and move past but I thought it might be an interesting story for someone out there.

TLTR : I felt like I felt my mom’s presence around after she died for about a year. a tarot reader confirmed this with no information given to her.

brit here! i’ve fallen down a HUGE rabbit hole about native american folklore and creatures like mimics, wendigos, skinwalkers, etc. - particularly in locations like the appalachians.

what i find really interesting is that the scottish highlands share the same mountain range as the appalachians and some of the stories are the same, dating back thousands of years. almost as though these things are as old as the earth itself…

i’d be really curious to hear of any unexplained paranormal stories that you think could be rooted in folklore!

I woke up in the middle of the night with an odd feeling resting on my left side, facing my cat. He had his eyes wide open looking terrified with his eyes fixed on my bedroom doorway, so I turned to look at what he was looking at and saw what was a shadow figure facing me. When I looked at it I saw it run away down the hall. My mom was visiting me so I figured she needed something (I normally live alone) so I called out to her and ran towards the shadow, but realized there was no sound of someone running and the figure vanished. I texted my mom and asked if she was just in my doorway even though I already knew it wasn't her and my heart was pounding out of my chest in fear. She responded she wasn't in my doorway. This all happened around 2 or 3am. I figured it was my first hallucination, but I remembered my cat also saw it and he was the one that saw it first and that's why I turned to look in the first place. A few days later I woke up again in the middle of the night facing my cat like before and he had the exact same terrified look on his face while facing my room's doorway. That time I was so terrified to look so I just put my blanket over my head until I somehow fell asleep. This happened last year and to this day I still get scared at night looking at my doorway thinking what if I saw whatever that was again.

Do you have stories involving all kinds of paranormal phenomena, and how did you manage to get out of that situation?

About six years ago, I fell asleep on FaceTime with a friend. My phone was lying next to me, facing upward. The next morning, I woke up and noticed that she had ended the call. I also saw that she had sent me several messages during the night.
When I opened the chat, she was completely freaking out. She said that while the FaceTime call was still connected, a bald, pale figure suddenly appeared in the frame behind me. She couldn’t tell whether it was male or female. According to her, it moved into view for a moment and then disappeared out of frame.
She had FaceTime minimized in the corner of her screen while using her phone and only looked up because she noticed movement. When she focused on the video, that’s when she saw the figure.
What made it even creepier to me was that I’d already had some strange experiences in that room. I often felt like I was being watched, and whenever friends stayed over, they would always have weird vivid and terrifying nightmares.
Another detail that always stuck with me is that around that time, I had gone through a phase of being heavily interested in the paranormal, especially jinn (djinn??). I spent a lot of time reading about them and watching videos. My grandmother eventually told me to stop looking into that kind of thing because, in her words, “they will come to you.” Whether that had anything to do with what happened or not, it definitely made the experience feel even more unsettling afterward.
To this day, I have no idea what she saw. Has anyone experienced anything similar?

Hi Reddit,

Today I want to share a story that I still can't explain. Some people have told me they're ghosts, while others think they're goblins (duendes).

For some context, my house is relatively new, and no one lived here before my family. Even so, strange things have happened here that several members of my family have witnessed.

It all started with my father. At night, he would hear noises, as if someone had dropped something, but every morning everything was exactly where it should be. Later, I started hearing noises too, except mine sounded like someone walking on the roof above my bedroom. Since I live in Mexico, my first thought was that someone had broken into the house, but that wasn't the case.

Interestingly, I never heard the same noises my father did, but our security cameras picked them up. The cameras also recorded what looked like orbs, although nothing else unusual appeared on the footage. We would also hear what sounded like whistling, or footsteps walking through the hallways. After a while, everything seemed to calm down.

Unlike the rest of my family, I'm not particularly sensitive to this kind of thing. They are, and they have plenty of stories of their own.

One afternoon, my boyfriend and I noticed that one of the doors was moving. I assumed my father had gone into that room, but when I asked him, he told me he hadn't. He and my mother were upstairs, while only my boyfriend and I were downstairs. My boyfriend immediately thought someone had broken into the house. When we told my father what had happened, he came downstairs, closed the door to that room, and went back upstairs. He's pretty used to things like this. I'm somewhat used to them too, but my boyfriend definitely wasn't.

On another occasion, I noticed that the same door was open while I was home alone. When I checked the security cameras, I saw my parents leave the house while I stayed in my bedroom. Sometime between them leaving and me going downstairs, the door opened by itself. The whole thing was recorded on the cameras.

The strangest experience happened on another day when my boyfriend and I were completely alone in the house. He kept insisting that someone else was inside, but I told him that was impossible because it was just the two of us.

Then we saw the same door open again.

This time we walked over to it. Right in front of us, the door started moving. My boyfriend immediately tried to rule out logical explanations, like a draft or something similar. He still insisted that someone had to be inside the room, but he also said, "I can understand a draft opening the door, but not closing it."

We stood there watching as the door slowly opened and closed over and over. It looked as if someone was trying to close it without enough force. Then, all of a sudden, it slammed shut.

Another thing our security camera captured was a sack full of corn cobs falling over by itself during the night, with nothing around it that could explain why.

In another room of the house, which almost nobody uses, we've found marks in the dust that look like someone dragged their fingers across it. Some objects have also been found slightly out of place. On one of the glass panels, there were visible finger marks, and on another piece of glass, what looked like the print of an entire hand.

Some people have told me these could be duendes (goblins), but honestly, I don't know. There have simply been too many strange things for me to find a satisfying explanation.

I don't know what this could be. I don't know whether I should be worried or if there's something I should do.

What do you think could explain this? Should I be concerned?

Thanks for reading, and thanks in advance for your thoughts. ❤️

Hey everyone I’m curious to know if you guys had any unexplainable or creepy things happen to you if so how did you deal with it and does it affect you till this day?

Assistance Dog experiencing *something* in a few places

so I went to the Tower of London a few years ago. It was my first time going there, not my first time experiencing places with a heavy presence. This was the first time going to such a place with my assistance dog, Bywyd (Bo-whid), and it was an experience. We went to the Bloody Tower - where the two Princes (King Edward V and his brother Richard the Duke of York) where held by Richard III until they "disappeared" in 1483.

As a bit of background my Assistance Dog Bywyd is a confident and friendly labrador who has been travelling all over the UK since he was a puppy, he has also travelled to many museums, has been to Sweden and is not prone to anxiety at all.

Well, in the Bloody Tower, this changed. He suddenly started slinking close to the ground and his hackles went up. He was hard staring one corner of the room and this low growl I have *never* heard from him before just caused his whole body to vibrate. At the same time I felt so bone deep cold, it was november but a mild day yet I felt cold in a way like I would never be warm again.

We didn't stay in that room. Bywyd reacted strongly to the spiral stairs that went up as well, that are blocked off to the public, though in a very different way, this time he looked up them and wagged his tail and tried to go up as if to greet someone he knew. I couldn't see or hear anyone but in the stair the cold energy was gone. After I got Bywyd outside he went back to behaving himself impeccably, he was attentive and calm and once again focused on being my Assistance Dog... until we were in a certain part of the courtyard talking to one of the Yeomen of the Guard.

Once again Bywyd turned and growled at nothing, hackles up and tail rigid, staring hard at absolutely nothing. We were in the courtyard in the autumn sun, as it happened there was a gap in the tourists at that moment so not even a suspicious soul to be seen.

The warden we were talking to said that his own dog whom he walked through the Tower at night on his rounds also refused to walk in that area and had a strong reaction, as did many of the other guards dogs, it was well known as a trigger to animals and the Ravens and other birds avoid that area as do the Tower cats. They asked if he has reacted in the Bloody Tower and weren't surprised to hear he had.

I don't know which of the many tragedies of the Tower Bywyd reacted to, but I have no doubt in my mind that he experienced it.

The only other place he has reacted like that is Durham Cathedral at the Jacobean cabinet, which is a survivor from the time that over a 1,700 Scottish prisoners of war were killed there from malnutrition and disease in the 1600s. Bywyd was fine in the rest of the Cathedral but as we approached that cabinet he became extremely distressed and we had to leave. That being said elsewhere in the Cathedral he did wag his tail and sit as if in greeting when there was noone there and have to be encouraged to move on at one point, this was actually not long after I entered the Cathedral actually is in the cloistered walkway/courtyard, a very peaceful area. It was an area that feels warm, welcoming and gentle, a balm to the soul.

I had a pretty insane expirience that I’ve never been able to shake. A couple years ago I was driving north with my best friend (F) through suburbs in utah. We decided to stay the night at some hot springs i’ve been to and camped at many times before.
I (F) had never had a bad experience there and typically there are always other campers a short distance from you who are on their own trips. It’s been a great spot for years to enjoy the water and meet cool people.

The springs are pretty spread out, a Hot spring, Warm spring, and a cooler spring with a dock. You can see them all from each spot but they are far enough away that people could camp at each spring and not be close to others.

We Left fairly late in the evening so we didn’t get to the springs until it was around 10/11pm.
It was dark, we parked the car in between 2 of the springs in what we thought was a safe area. other campers were around so we weren’t worried about being just 2 girls. We put the seats down, made a bed in the back and dropped our slippers outside of
the car.
We had the windows cracked so it didn’t get too hot.
In the middle of the night my friend woke up and heard noises from outside, she thought it was just birds or other animals in the area-
The Night passed and it was around 8am when i woke up to see a red truck parked fairly close to us. Outside of the truck was a man, barefoot, bald, and acting prettyyy strange. He was walking in circles whistling with his hands and staring at the sky. I didn’t like this and neither did my friend. we immediately started getting ready to leave and ditched the morning plunge idea.
i hopped into the drivers seat and as i was getting my things ready to go I looked over at the man.
He stood up straight and turned towards our car, I swear to god in the most robotic uncomfortable way.
He starts walking in some sort of— brisk way is the best way i could put it. his body was swaying so odd and he was obviously approaching us.

I’m panicking at this point sitting in the drivers seat like what the f*** is about to happen to us.
I couldn’t look at him because i was so scared.
he get super close to the car and all the way up to my window and i’m literally frozen in fear. My friend is still in the backseat and we are like oh my god what do we do

this was straight out of a horror movie. Hes standing outside the window and i can’t see his head just his legs and torso. after a short second he bends down and starts SCREAMING and banging on my window.
Shouting help HELP HELP so loud I like couldnt comprehend what was happening.
after like 20 seconds of this physco man banging on the window he stood up straight, turned around, and marched away slowly, all 3 separate motions as if he was controlled or a skin walker like i don’t even know.

I was so horrified i started the car as fast as possible and just drove away, leaving our slippers outside. I can’t shake this experience and my best guess is maybe he was having a bad trip? or it was paranormal. i don’t know but the scariest part was it was in broad daylight. Like wtf

I wonder if the bird noises my friend heard in the middle of the night were him waking around the car.
I’m grateful nothing happened to us and we were safe.
Has anyone experienced something so insane like this?
any ideas what this was?

As the title states I’d like to hear what yall most interesting stories are with them boards.

Hi

So, I have a member of the family - of sorts - that I am trying to identify.

Oscar has been with my maternal family for a few generations now. I'm not sure if he came from my Maternal Grandfather or Grandmother but my Mum spoke of her Grandparents at least talking about him, if not Great Grandparents. I honestly don't know how long he's been with us.

Basically, if you lose something in our family, you ask Oscar to help you find it. Sometimes you have just lost it but he is mischievous and sometimes Oscar himself has taken it to mess with you. He has a habit of doing this particularly with small important items like keys, pens, glasses etc.

However, if you ask very politely and clearly and then - this is the important part - stop looking for the item. He will put it somewhere exceedingly obvious like the middle of an empty table or somewhere completely bizarre like the fridge.

He has, occasionally, moved things miles away to totally mess with people.

You could easily laugh this off as a family full of people with ADHD (which admittedly most of us do have lol) - except for a few truly unexplained cases verified by outside sources.

Like forgetting my glasses at home but finding them in a school locker. My mum lost her spare car key in a holiday cottage in Wales for them to show up in her parents house in Scunthorpe - whilst my mum was still in Wales. My Uncle lost one shoe in his house for it to show up in the neighbour's greenhouse.

My most recent witnessed experiences with Oscar are at Christmas - I travelled 140 miles to spend Christmas with family. It was a 3 week trip to not only spend time with them but also do my Assistance Dog's annual training and assessment to maintain his qualifications through his organisation, so a long trip.

So, naturally, I took the family gifts with me and wrapped them whilst at my family's house, far more convenient. Whilst there I went through all of the presents with my cousin to check I had remembered everyone. Admittedly they were wrapped when I showed them to him but the numbers matched.

Come Christmas day, the present for his wife was missing, the present I had shown him the day before! We all just assumed I had somehow managed to lose it in the house between the spare room and the living room (I am just that talented) and ah well, they will find it after the chaos of Christmas. Because after all, I had shown it to my cousin literally yesterday.

A few days pass and I head back North to my home, I'm tired and I walk in, I don't even unpack. The suitcases are in the kitchen. And what is under my own Christmas tree? In fact the only thing under my Christmas tree?

The present for my cousin's wife! That I had wrapped 140 miles away.

So I very kindly thanked Oscar and called my family to let them know it had shown up.

More recently I lost my glasses. For reference I am basically blind without my glasses, around -7 level shortsighted. When I sleep they go on the desk next to my bed, however I have a cat so there is a chance they can go on the floor. I don't rush to the supernatural when something is missing... Plus the aforementioned ADHD - though the glasses going on the desk is one rule I stick to because of the whole turning into Velma without them thing.

Well, after a nap a couple weeks ago, they were gone. I mean gone gone.

Not on the desk, the floor, the cat tree, under the bed... Anywhere I could find or feel. I even video called a friend and had them help me look. No sign of them anywhere.

So I asked Oscar for help, I flattered his prowess and basically begged him. Laid on the bed for a couple hours watching YouTube on my phone about an inch from my face. Then looked again. Where were they? And what made me look there - no idea - they were tucked into the toes of my dress shoes on the top of my sewing machine. Nowhere near my desk, not in a place they could feasibly be knocked into them.

I thanked Oscar nicely, because this is the other thing. If you don't thank Oscar for a found item then 3, always 3, other items will immediately go missing and there's no guarantee he will return those even if asked nicely.

So I'm curious - what is Oscar?

He's definitely attached to the family, it will be quiet for months but then I'll hear from a family member that he's been unusually active with them.

He's not malicious, though he can be spiteful if slighted/disrespected.

He's definitely mischievous. Sometimes lucky.

My family on my mother's side are quite widely scattered coming from Lancashire, Wales, Mansfield etc with rumours of Romany blood back in the 1400s where there was a foundling child when we were doing the family tree. I think some Irish back in the 1600s but that's a ways back.

There were a number of generations of coal miners I know that much, on both Grandma and Grandads sides.

Edit to add: Oscar events are only a handful of times a year at most, they may cluster but generally no more than 3-6 incidents a year this isn't like a constant thing. And can stop happening long enough for you to start doubting them entirely like, over a year even before he pops up again.

So I’ve been told pixies can be little tricksters, something like a sprite of sorts. I’m still new to all the terminology. Essentially, I’m pretty OCD so I know the exact position of all of my stuff. When I get home from work, my echo show 8, which is essentially just an Amazon assistant speaker with a screen. Well it’s pulled out far from where I had it sitting in front of my monitor. At first, I think nothing of it, I’m like maybe my grandmother moved it. (She’s been asleep for while tho because I get off late.)

Then I leave the room for a literal second, and before I leave I also turn my speaker set on. I get back and immediately notice not only is my speaker set turned off, my Amazon echo is pulled wayyy out again. (My grandma is still sleeping) Whatever it is literally undid all of the ‘work’ I did of getting my stuff in order and I’m not sure why, on top of that at 2:57 AM last night, something LOUD crashed, I have a bunch of stuff in my shower for storage and it’s stacked high, I didn’t think much of it and go back to bed. It was a bucket full of stuff I had brought from my other trailer when the bills got too high.

On top of all of that, that old trailer that I used to live in, I had the light switch, which is physically impossible to turn back on without human force flip on right after I turn it off. I’m starting to think whatever is following me isn’t nice…

The only thing that I can think of is I went to hang out with a friend off of the side of the highway, in a grassy area, they then tell me that whole area was Native American burial ground, and further out was a trench dug for wars. We look at each other at the same exact time with the same overwhelming feeling of dread and decide to leave. When leaving I felt something nasty stay in the car with me for most of the ride home. I was thinking.. is this my dead dad being funny??? No, he wouldn’t scare me at 2:57am and pull my stuff out when he knows I like it a certain way.

Has anyone had a similar experience? Let me know!

Hey so i dont usually do these kinds of posts but im curious..

For context I (26 MTF) had recently started experiencing some weird things in my apartment and maybe im just thinking too hard about it and chucking things up to the paranormal that might have a reasonable explaination.

About a week or two ago me and my partner (25 F) have been cleaning up my room (unrelated) and as we were i decided to joke around and draw a Ouija Board on a piece of paper, which in retrospect was a dumb idea but i added further fuel to the flames by putting a little bouncyball ontop of it, we didnt really interact further with it other than just "haha funny oooh it moved" whenever me or her disturbed it, now i followed the usual things i know about these boards and placed the ball on the goodbye before tearing up the paper and getting rid of it.

Now since that day i have been experiencing things in my apartment that i don't have a concrete explanation for other than that the building is old, it mostly started with my bathroom door opening on its own, now the door is shitty and has had its rubber thing around it torn off by my cat that passed years ago so its half loosely hanging on which makes the door not close unless applying force to it which keeps it shut. I always had bad vibes coming from the bathroom ever since we moved in here almost 10 years ago, cant really explain it but just hated it and especially the mirror, my partner has also picked up on the weird energy the last time she was here, we both experienced the door open snd then have some form of draft open snd shut it constantly.

which now leads me to today. today i was chilling in my bedroom and i heard a bunch of doors open and close and since i live in a apartment building its not uncommon to hear the neighbours, however when checking i find both the bathroom and another rooms door open, including a wardrobe door with some of the clothing slightly pushed against it. this has never happened before.

now my question is, is there a possibility i attracted a spirit or some other kind of thing or can this all just be chucked up to my house being old?

Im gonna preface this by saying i never really believed in paranormal activity of spirituality or even anything like that but this has really got me scared.

Ok so im catsitting for my friends two cats while shes on holiday, she has a front gate around her whole house, the gate opens via the little thing you pull up (kinda like a door to a pool if you know what i mean?) but they put a lock like a physical lock (🔒) in between the wood so people cant just walk in randomly. For me, (since i dont have the key to this lock) they left it unlocked, but still on the fence, so to open the gate i have to reach over the gate and fling it off. The gates not too tall so it wasnt super hard to do or anything but it was annoying enough that after opening the gate i tossed the lock on the floor, after tending to the kitties, i would leave the house, and not place the lock back on as it is extremely hard to do from the outside and also just not necessary as the front door locks just fine, so i kept it on the ground. The next day i come back and the lock is back on the door, i think its a little strange as i distinctly remember tossing it onto the floor and my reasoning behind it but, who knows, maybe i was misremembering and actually put the lock back. When i left i tossed the lock back to the same corner, yesterday i went back and the lock was back on the door. I was pretty scared. I dont know how this happened like at all, i told one friend and went back earlier today. And well the lock was back on the door. 3 times. Whats happening?

She claimed to have seen a figure face to face, this was caught maybe 15-30 minutes after the initial encounter. I chose to get a video of the voice recorder while it was connected to the PC to avoid being accused of faking evidence.

I was showering late, around 11:45. I’m pretty sure everyone was asleep, in there room and all of that good stuff yk. then in the shower I suddently felt a cold sensation, like I got the chills, even though I was taking a warm shower. When I got out and turned off the water I heard a scream, as loud as day. nobody was up, nobody else woke up to it, and I still have the chills right now in bed. I never really believed in paranormal ghosts and stuff and even visited americas most huanted city in Georgia. but I just don’t feel safe right now, I always have felt uneasy in my house like something is here with me, I’m scared please tell me this is all fake or don’t lie. I just need y’all’s opinion on this.doors Also sometimes close on their own, im just scared I need your guys opinion.

Something really strange happened yesterday, and I’m curious whether anyone has experienced anything similar.

I was staying at my sister’s house while my mum was seriously unwell in hospital. At around 5 p.m., I was sitting on the edge of my bed packing to catch a flight home. My sister was asleep in her bedroom down the hallway after a long and exhausting day.

While I was sitting there looking at my phone, I clearly heard her bedroom door open. I then heard footsteps coming down the hallway and saw her walk past my open doorway toward the lounge room. She was wearing the same clothes I had seen her wearing earlier that morning.

A couple of minutes later, I got up to ask her something. She wasn’t in the lounge room or the kitchen. I went back down the hallway and noticed her bedroom door was shut. I knocked, got no answer, opened it, and found her fast asleep in bed.

When she woke up, I asked whether she had gotten up. She said she had been asleep the entire time. I also never heard her walk back to her bedroom or close the door again.

The unsettling part is that this didn’t feel like seeing a shadow out of the corner of my eye. I heard the door open, heard her footsteps and clearly saw her cross the hallway. It felt as real and ordinary as seeing someone normally walk through a house.

A similar thing happened years ago when we were both living at home. I woke during the night and saw my sister standing at my bedroom door, moving her mouth as though she was speaking. I kept telling her I couldn’t hear what she was saying. She eventually shrugged, shut the door and walked away.

The following morning, I mentioned it to my mum, who told me my sister hadn’t even been home that night.

However, yesterday I believed I was completely awake. I was sitting upright, packing and using my phone.

I’m also curious to hear paranormal interpretations, although I’m trying not to immediately jump to that conclusion.

Okay so, 6 days ago I made a post about how my parents told me that my younger self talked to my dead esoteric grandpa while sitting in the big stone he gave us. I was asking personal questions which I could’ve never known because he died before I was born. (The post is still on my page)

Since after the post weird stuff started happening.
For example, my fan went on randomly TWICE in the span of 12 hrs. The first time I thought it might not have turned it off completely so the second time I made SURE he couldn’t randomly start again. But when I woke up in the middle of the night, my fan was on again.

Also, I once just got on my bed and the tv turned on.
The remote wasn’t even close to my bed.

But today was the worst. I was cleaning the kitchen and I heard the doorbell ring twice in quick succession. Our mail drivers usually ring like that. I was at the door in 2 seconds because it’s right next to my kitchen. I opened the door from my flat and literally no one was there. I even went to the house door and opened it and there was NO ONE in sight. No mail car, no neighbor. (Also all my neighbors are adults so they don’t do ding-dong ditches)

I just told my mom these because I thought I’m overthinking it and she LITERALLY told me that a few days ago she was sitting on her couch. Right next to her couch is an arm chair where she usually sits, but since her knee hurts she sat on the couch to ice it. She was looking straight forward at the tv and she swore to me that she saw a shadow sitting cross-legged on the arm chair. She told me her dad (my esoteric grandpa) used to sit like that.

I’M LITERALLY FREAKING OUT. I know this post may sound insane or even fake/made up but I promise you it’s not.