Hi guys n' gals

I made this thread for people to post up all those paranoid, or paranormal things that have happened to our very own community, in their lives. Simply out of curiosity, as some stuff is just plain weird. I'll go first

A couple of years back, in 2007, me and my friend paul were wandering back from a paintball match at night. It was a really cool game, and we decided to make our way back to the base camp for some coffee before the next game. It was about 11.00 and we were kinda tired. But we found ourselves alone in a completely deserted patch of woodland, and, we started to hear voices. Now i personally think that the lack of sleep and the swaying branches probably made it sound like voices, but we were both really freaked out and pegged it off in a random direction. We got really lost, and were wandering around aimlessly till morning, but ever since then, we have never gone paintballing in the dark again.

Another random experiance im simply going to put down to exhaustion. I tried out one of those military fitness courses, purely out of interest to see what recruits have to go through. Needless to say, after a days cross country running i was knackered, and fell asleep when i got back to my house basically as soon as i hit the pillow. Anyways, i woke up in the middle of the night suddenly, cos something moved in my room. Im a pretty light sleeper. So i woke up, and looked around my room, and there was soemone sitting in my chair opposite my bed. The speed i turned my bedside light on astounded myself, but there was knowone there when the light was on. I guess i imagined it, but i was definitely woken up by something moving in my room.

Strange, no?

So yeah, please post up any stories that have made your skin crawl, or the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, and let others psycho analyse them

I heard my parent's doing it once.

It traumtized me.

Shadowbrand wrote:I heard my parent's doing it once.

It traumtized me.

Me to

Couple of weeks ago when I was camping, every morning I would dread because I would be awake about 4 o'clock, trying to sleep, and that damned cockral would walk right up to MY tent.. and "wake me up" (about 10 times or more).

Okay, not really weird, but damned annoying.

Grambo wrote:

Shadowbrand wrote:I heard my parent's doing it once.

It traumtized me.

Me to

Ahhh, think that's bad? I was staying at my grand parents when...

Anywho, its like three posts in and everyones massively off topic. Pull yourselves together guys, i was serious :O

Nah, that was just me. Off-topic is literally, my speciality. Dakka so needs a chatroom. I'll shutup now until I can think of something particularly meaningful to post here.

I really am not a believer, I class myself as an open minded sceptic. I would imagine that a good 95% of paranormal experiences can be explained away using logic or the fact that the witness was a bit cracked.

I do have a story to share, this happened in broad daylight, amongst a large group of people and the sun was shining. Mrs squilverine is a secondary school teacher and gets involved in a lot of out of school hours stuff like organising school plays and team events. A few weeks back a cross country walk had been arranged but some of the responsible adults had dropped out and they asked me to make up the numbers. A group of about 30 kids and 5 adults set off and spent the next 3 hours wandring through the countryside. Along the way we paused to take on water and have a rest. At one point we stopped under a group of low trees where it was nicely shaded, I have to point out that on any other occaision this would have been one of those places you would have happily spent a couple of hours chilling out reading a book or something. Now I am not a squeemish person or easily spooked but sometimes you find yourself somewhere you really don't want to be. For some reason I had this overwhelming feeling that something incredibly bad had once happened there and that we should move on, I tried to dismiss the idea as nonsense but then started to get the feeling of being completely terrified as if I knew I was in serious trouble but couldn't see what the danger was. At one point I nearly threw up in my mouth. Thankfully we moved on fairly quickly so I dismissed the whole experience.

I have really weird dreams which seem to come true, but never in the way I think they would... I didn't beleive them at first, but after the first 3 times, ya know?

There was this girl I liked a while back, but I ended up moving away from her. I then, like 2-3 years later, had a dream about her having sex with someone, I couldn't tell who. Two weeks later, the local News said that a girl with her last name (Which, I imagine, is a fairly uncommon one...) got raped and they were looking for the criminal.

Back a two years ago, there was another girl I liked, and I had a dream about her, too. I dreamed that me and her were hanging out, but then she started changing, becoming like a big bat demon (Like Dracula in Van Helsing), and I pulled out a sword I got from nowhere, and started hacking at her, thinking her a monster. After her escape, I started hunting her down. Then after a certain plot development, I realized I was the monster here, not her. Well, three months later, I learned a secret about her that absolutely horrified me, and I started doing.... not nice things, lets put it that way. When I had calmed down, I realized that what I was doing wasn't right, and that I was in the wrong.

I also had a dream where going to the local carnival would change my life in a significant way. I thought I was going to meet a girl, to tell the truth . I go, and within the first.... not even 5 minutes I get screwed out of $60 due to my own naive stupidity. Needless to say, I had an absolutly horrible time after that. That night, my brother asks if I want to go drinking with him and a buddy. I decide, Oh what the hell, might as well. We get to his friends house, stocked with beer, vodka, basically if it's alcoholic and drinkable, it's there. I get absolutely smashed, as does my brother. At 11:30, my brother says "Hey, I just remembered, I have to go to work, we better get home". On the way home, he starts driving on the wrong side of the road with a car coming. I tell him to pull over, but he goes on about how he IS on the right side. This goes on for about 10-15 seconds, but he finaly says "Ok, Ok, I'll swap lanes.", He swaps lanes, and not 5 seconds later the car goes right past where we were. If I hadn't have gone to the Carnival and lost my $60 bucks, I would have probably lost a brother....

I know those are not what you wanted, OP, but They happen at night, and it creeps me out.... It hasn't happened in a while, but still.

I sleep with the tv on. so when i not sleeping heavily i have dreams the relate to whats on. I dreamed i was hunting for giant snakes like monster quest.
I have seen shadow and other weird stuff. wake up parylyzed because i woke up during a dream.

i went through a period of time where i kept being woken up at 3.33am every night. I would wake up with the distinct feeling i wasnt alone (apart from the misses in the room). I would then be so worried about it i would have to put the light on to get back to sleep.

After seeing the exorcism of mary rose i still cant help thinking about the discussion about 3am being the time where paranormal activity is at it heighest...

brainscan wrote:
After seeing the exorcism of mary rose i still cant help thinking about the discussion about 3am being the time where paranormal activity is at it heighest...

Only problem with that theory is that the 3AM thing didn't start showing up in paranormal circles until that movie specifically(I looked it up after a fellow amateur paranorm enthusiast asked me about it).

Grambo wrote:

Shadowbrand wrote:I heard my parent's doing it once.

It traumtized me.

Me to

Bloomin' 'eck!!
Shadowbrand's parents must have got reeally loud if you could hear the noise all the way from Canada

Do strange lights count. When I walked my dogs at night there would be weird beams of light would travel across the old railway line.
Definitely not car headlights and they sort of travelled quickly with a start and an end if you see what I mean.

This sort of looks like it

Shadowbrand wrote:I heard my parent's doing it once.

It traumtized me.

That explains a lot.

hehe.

A few years ago, I went out to a club with my then-girlfriend, and some of her friends. It was one of those misty nights, where you can't see your own feet, and all the street lights have an erie glow because of the fog, yet you can see just fine when looking ahead. As the girls and I were walking home after the club closed, we had to pass through a park, and out of nowhere this homeless guy came up behind us, and whispered that we smell good....

Platuan4th wrote:

brainscan wrote:
After seeing the exorcism of mary rose i still cant help thinking about the discussion about 3am being the time where paranormal activity is at it heighest...

Only problem with that theory is that the 3AM thing didn't start showing up in paranormal circles until that movie specifically(I looked it up after a fellow amateur paranorm enthusiast asked me about it).

That's not entirely true. There's always been a kind of idea(even before "Exorcism of Emily Rose", which used a weird weird theory that's been out there that paranormal activity hits its peak at 3:33am because "that's when Jesus finally died on the cross") about paranormal activity hitting its peak from 1am to 5am.

More often than not, the sightings or people reporting being "attacked" by entities at those timeframes are just the natural human body reactions to being suddenly being unable to breathe and the body snapping you out of a deep sleep.

Kanluwen wrote:

Platuan4th wrote:

brainscan wrote:
After seeing the exorcism of mary rose i still cant help thinking about the discussion about 3am being the time where paranormal activity is at it heighest...

Only problem with that theory is that the 3AM thing didn't start showing up in paranormal circles until that movie specifically(I looked it up after a fellow amateur paranorm enthusiast asked me about it).

That's not entirely true. There's always been a kind of idea(even before "Exorcism of Emily Rose", which used a weird weird theory that's been out there that paranormal activity hits its peak at 3:33am because "that's when Jesus finally died on the cross") about paranormal activity hitting its peak from 1am to 5am.

More often than not, the sightings or people reporting being "attacked" by entities at those timeframes are just the natural human body reactions to being suddenly being unable to breathe and the body snapping you out of a deep sleep.

I was specifically addressing the 3 AM thing presented in Emily Rose, which many people have taken to be true. There's no specific time(or real time frame, tbh) accepted by paranormal investigators as more paranormally active than any other at night.

As for the 3:33 AM theory, it's a fallacy put forth by the writers of the movie as Catholics and Fundamentalist Christians(as well as others) believe he died around 3 PM, suffering for only 3 hours(being placed on the cross around noon).

Kanluwen wrote:
That's not entirely true. There's always been a kind of idea(even before "Exorcism of Emily Rose", which used a weird weird theory that's been out there that paranormal activity hits its peak at 3:33am because "that's when Jesus finally died on the cross") about paranormal activity hitting its peak from 1am to 5am.

More often than not, the sightings or people reporting being "attacked" by entities at those timeframes are just the natural human body reactions to being suddenly being unable to breathe and the body snapping you out of a deep sleep.

Forgotten the technical term, sleep apnea or something like it?
It is scary. My first time I felt a presence over my shoulder which was benevolent. Then it changed and became sinister and a skeletal hand appeared! Now I was really spooked. I really thought I was awake at this point!

Then a figure was sitting on my chest and I felt its weight on my chest and I couldn't breathe. I then woke up, except I was still really asleep and it happened again! I would dream that i was awake, very convincingly, but be unable to move and be terrified. It repeated a few times before I actually woke up.

This became a recurring dream, but I taught myself to recognise that it was actually a dream and could snap out of it. As I say it was very convincing and I think I probably had my eyes open while asleep.

Sounds like sleep paralysis.

That is it Dreadnote.
Apnea is where you stop breathing and wake up - was getting my wires crossed

Platuan4th wrote:

Kanluwen wrote:

Platuan4th wrote:

brainscan wrote:
After seeing the exorcism of mary rose i still cant help thinking about the discussion about 3am being the time where paranormal activity is at it heighest...

Only problem with that theory is that the 3AM thing didn't start showing up in paranormal circles until that movie specifically(I looked it up after a fellow amateur paranorm enthusiast asked me about it).

That's not entirely true. There's always been a kind of idea(even before "Exorcism of Emily Rose", which used a weird weird theory that's been out there that paranormal activity hits its peak at 3:33am because "that's when Jesus finally died on the cross") about paranormal activity hitting its peak from 1am to 5am.

More often than not, the sightings or people reporting being "attacked" by entities at those timeframes are just the natural human body reactions to being suddenly being unable to breathe and the body snapping you out of a deep sleep.

I was specifically addressing the 3 AM thing presented in Emily Rose, which many people have taken to be true. There's no specific time(or real time frame, tbh) accepted by paranormal investigators as more paranormally active than any other at night.

For sure that's true. However, given the prevalence of people dying in their sleep, accidents occurring during that timeframe, etc it leads to a belief that with certain kinds of supposed hauntings occurring only within that 1-5am bit. The general consensus seems to be that with events that are just replaying themselves over and over and over again, you'll see them going at all times of day--simply because they happened at any given timeframe.

As for the 3:33 AM theory, it's a fallacy put forth by the writers of the movie as Catholics and Fundamentalist Christians(as well as others) believe he died around 3 PM, suffering for only 3 hours(being placed on the cross around noon).

Bingo.

I can tell you a dream I had. Might not count, but see for yourselves.

I dreampt that I woke up in the middle of the night. Something bumped the bed to my left. Now I'm already a jumpy person, so I kind of froze, waiting to see what'd happen next. Another bump. It was a strange feeling, almost a kinetic hit into the bed and then a rebound. So I end up looking over and down. It turns out it's my 18 month old daughter. My mind does a double take for a moment.
"What are you doing outside of your crib, honey?"
And she grins at me. A typical baby grin, no strings attached, I love you daddy.
Then she walks face first into the side of the bed, bounces back, and manages to regain her footing. I watch this with a calm eye at first, knowing that I can't be seeing this, she can't get out of her crib.
"What are you doing sweetheart? Are you ok?"
Another loving grin. She's fully awake and active, same baby I see every morning. Nothing seems to be wrong with her, so why do I have this feeling? Why is she walking into the bed like this?

I sit up in bed. I go to grab her up and put her back to bed when I casually look into the large shelf we have in the corner of our room. This shelf has see-through plastic windows in it, and when you look into them they reflect the entire hallway of our apartment. I freeze in total abject horror as I see a dark grey leg and foot vanish toward my kitchen.
There's something out there.
I look down at my baby. Huge grin. Happy to see me so early. And she proceeds to jerk forward into the bed.
Rage. The pure animalistic anger that comes when your territory is violated seeps into my veins. Without even thinking I charge up out of bed and into the hallway. Whatever it is this thing must be destroyed.

I round the corner, and I see it. It's tall. Thickly built. Almost a coal grey color. Features are barely distinguishable. It looks like it's carved out of a dark granite. I look at it, it looks at me. Rage. I begin to storm toward it, aware on only a very dim level that it is raising it's coal black arms, long arms. It has a box in it's hands. It looks at me. I can see no emotion. Nothing remotely human in it's eyes, equally so it's heart. If there is one.
It raises the box toward me. I'm still charging like a beast, intent on destroying this intruder, the interloper. I hear a button click on the box.

My body stops. I about-face. I walk into the wall.

Myself and two friends were up an old logging road out in the boonies, target shooting. On the way back, we decided to explore a few of the roads in his truck. We picked a road and drove down it for about 5 minutes. It got smaller and smaller as we went, until the truck actually couldn't go any further. We're debating whether to grab the rifle and keep going on foot, or just reverse down the road until we can turn around at a small clearing we passed a ways back. We're about to get out and hike it when the friend driving notices a small pocket-sized doll hanging by it's neck from a treebranch just ahead of us with a gash across it's stomach.

That was the end of that trip. We didn't even turn around at the clearing. We just slammed 'er into reverse and gunned it all the way back to the main road

This was in the daytime, mind you, but it was still freaking creepy.

I've never, ever had any proper "paranormal" experiences. I'm actually quite disappointed.

(Here's hoping me saying this will jinx it and I'll have one in the next few days that I can share with you all.)

I've had sleep paralysis a couple of times, but only for a couple of seconds on both occasions. Even, so, it is terrifying. The first time I had it after just waking up at about 4 - 5pm, and it really does not feel good to be able to look around and have absolutely no control over your body. I remember panicking, and trying desperately to move, and thankfully I eventually(It seems like a long time) could.

The second time was even worse. I woke up in the middle of the night (not sure what time), I could move my eyes like the last time, but my body was completely unresponsive. Then, I distinctly remember seeing a cloaked old woman standing over me. (It was dark, but I could see her) I was freaking out big time. When I did manage to get my limbs to move I smacked on the light and nothing was there, thankfully.

A few years back I was asleep on the floor in a sleeping bag at my grans house, upstairs in my great grandma's old living room. ( she had passed away not so long ago at the time). I was lying there trying to get some sleep when I looked up at the glass cabinet where I saw my great grandma's reflection stroll past, It was definitely her and when I turned around to see what was making that reflection nothing but the blackness of night !!! I was so scared couldn't sleep didn't move for about 3 hours.

Other than that I'm rather a sceptical person about most experiences. I assert logical reasoning and carry on.

I may have seen a ghost. I am sceptical about such things.

A good while back, I was invited by a friend to his girlfriend's house for a family do. Was kindly put up for the night in a small downstairs room, on a sofa.
Woke up around 4 or 5 in the morning and saw a transluscent figure of a man sitting in the far corner who started to stand up.
Thinking it was due to hangover + tricks of the early morning light, I rubbed my eyes and the figure was moving towards me.
I was always easily spooked back then and had assumed if ever I saw such a thing I would gakk myself. Amazingly I just thought, nah! Rolled over and went back to sleep.
Didn't mention it to my mate as I thought he would take the pee out of me!

A week or so later he was in the same room with his girlfriend, when they saw a figure, in the same corner!
They were very spooked by this. Next morning they were looking through old photos when they recognised the girlfriend's great uncle as the figure from the previous night.
He had committed suicide in that little front room!


Whether I saw a ghost or not I honestly don't know. As I say am sceptical about the existence of ghosts, but the above is true.

I would wake up with the distinct feeling i wasnt alone

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/God_helmet

I saw a show about this thing. It made me wonder, if you were sleeping next to some sort of electrical device, could it produce a similar effect with enough luck? Considering all the fields and radio waves in our modern world, seems like it would eventually.

In your story, how crazy would it be if your bedside clock was going through some sort of self-test every night at 3:33, and that caused it to magnetize your brain just so?

paranormal activity hitting its peak from 1am to 5am.

I think it's got to be purely perception. I've noticed, for example, that if I'm just doing whatever at night, in the dark, it doesn't bother me... But if I wake up and I'm in that weird dream state, I'm actually fairly scared of the dark, scared there will be chupacabras at my windows, etc.

People are just more susceptible at that time. After all, if ghosts cared about times, humans tend to do their killing and dying during daylight hours.

I would dream that i was awake, very convincingly, but be unable to move and be terrified.

You may have actually been awake. The human body/brain has a system that disables gross motor movements when you sleep, because if you did the crap you dreamed you were doing, you could hurt yourself. In some cases, people can wake up mentally before this system returns control of your body to you. You can move your eyes, because they eyes are the only voluntary movement that isn't disabled in sleep.

In general, all the experiences you describe are EXACTLY what is typical for certain sleep disorders.

Just because it's not paranormal doesn't make it any less horrifying for the person living it. In fact, because your brain deliberately makes it horrible, it's probably worse than a paranormal experience would be You might not even notice the ghost trying to menace you.

My body stops. I about-face. I walk into the wall.

Strange, random story, but gave me chills.

Honestly, everything is about seven times scarier when you have kids.



Closest thing to a paranormal experience I ever had: My wife is a big old Catholic, and she thinks she can talk to her guardian angel, etc. etc. I am an atheist. Before we were married, but after we were pretty serious in our relationship, I felt like she had a very good read on me, almost like she could see what I was thinking. We were laying in bed feeling all in love and emotional, and then I had a vision in my head of a little baby boy. Nothing amazing in and of itself, but it did feel sorta unusually "thrust" into my head. Then I noticed that she seemed to be reading this going on. I asked her what she thought I was just thinking. She was sorta resistant, but then I pressured her more and she said "you were thinking about our son." We had no children at the time. So, one has to admit, sorta trippy, even if it's a decent guess given the conversation. She insisted she was given this information by her guardian angel.

In any case, we now have two sons.

So, interesting, at least.

She has always insisted to me that God gives us all an opportunity to accept him (or however she says it). I guess that would have been mine, but, unfortunately for my immortal soul, it didn't seem to work.


Gotta say, I'm glad I don't have any of these lurking gradma ghost things. I would really, REALLY not like that.

Shadowbrand wrote:I heard my parent's doing it once.

It traumtized me.

But your Mom's hot!!

I walked in on mine doing it. *shudders*

I was drinking, and was quite drunk when I decided to go to bed. I thought their room was mine. Thankfully they didn't notice, so I was able to run to the bathroom to vomit without being caught.

I only drink to try and forget.

i once saw what i belive to be either

A) A ghost
B) the product of being on antibiotics and painkillers that left me in a very loopy state.

I've got a few but I'll spare y'all a huge amount of stories that make no sense when they don't have the connecting points.

2 years ago I was working about 60 hours a week at a pizza joint. Everyone in my family had gone away on vacation for a week and I had the house to myself. It was the 4tht of July and I was watching the TV. I had all the lights out and it was about 9:30. I had just gone to the bathroom and I see my dog walk past one of the windows with a man walking in front of her. I keep walking trying to make it where it wasn't obvious I had seen the person in my backyard. I see the person approaching one of the backdoors to my house and begin to fiddle with the nob, I turned around and headed towards my room and grabbed my gun. I went out the other door of the house very quietly and pointed it at them and the bolted, jumped the fence and kept going.

It really creeped me out because it was approaching being late at night and I was the only person home.



I had to recently start putting my paint in boxes because I have 2 things of glow in the dark yellow. For two weeks I had to remind myself when I laid down those weren't eyes they were paint tubes.


This one weirds me out really badly. I am a lucid dreamer. If you don't know what that means, I can control my dreams as I have them. I know I do it when I do it. That kind of creeps me out. But what does it worse than that is when I have a night terror (rather common for me) I know I have the ability to control it but I allow the horrible things to happen in the dream. I could stop my brother or mother from being murdered by rewinding the dream and making the truck not exist but I allow it to happen. It really bothers me.

I could stop my brother or mother from being murdered by rewinding the dream and making the truck not exist but I allow it to happen. It really bothers me.

Well, technically EVERONE can control what they dream, it all comes from in your own head.

Phryxis wrote:

I could stop my brother or mother from being murdered by rewinding the dream and making the truck not exist but I allow it to happen. It really bothers me.

Well, technically EVERONE can control what they dream, it all comes from in your own head.

Not everyone lucid dreams. Everyone does have the potential to do so.

c34r34lk1ll3r wrote:

Phryxis wrote:

I could stop my brother or mother from being murdered by rewinding the dream and making the truck not exist but I allow it to happen. It really bothers me.

Well, technically EVERONE can control what they dream, it all comes from in your own head.

Not everyone lucid dreams. Everyone does have the potential to do so.

Yeah, I have been trying to learn how, but I am stubbornly not learning for some reason..... It would be really cool, considering my above post.

Slarg232 wrote:

c34r34lk1ll3r wrote:

Phryxis wrote:

I could stop my brother or mother from being murdered by rewinding the dream and making the truck not exist but I allow it to happen. It really bothers me.

Well, technically EVERONE can control what they dream, it all comes from in your own head.

Not everyone lucid dreams. Everyone does have the potential to do so.

Yeah, I have been trying to learn how, but I am stubbornly not learning for some reason..... It would be really cool, considering my above post.

The way it works for me is like breaking the forth wall. I realize I am dreaming then I feel as though I am observing me having the dream from above. I can then will what I want to happen in the dream. I can turn a tank into a bouquet of flowers and I will know I did that but it won't have a adverse effect on my dreaming selfs perception of the dream. Effectively, I know I'm controlling it but another me doesn't know and his sequence isn't interrupted by my meddling. I don't know if I could explain it any clearer.

Not everyone lucid dreams. Everyone does have the potential to do so.

Sure, but even for people who aren't lucid dreaming, it's not like somebody else is setting the plot. They're still doing it, just not as consciously.

Basically what I'm saying, is that you can blame yourself for dreaming bad things, but ultimately, everyone's dreams come from themselves.

I have a recurring "type" of dream. I'm always somewhere, my parents house, my condo, some random house that belongs to either myself or someone I know (even though it's not where anyone actually lives but you KNOW it belongs to someone in the dream).
Anyway, I see someone I know is going to break in and hurt us or rob us, etc and I run to close and lock the door before they get there but I NEVER make it. There's always a struggle at the door and then I usually wake up.
I have lucid dreams sometimes too, the weirdest ones are when I'm in my dream telling myself I'm not awake. I pinch myself or something and say to myself "yup, you're asleep time to wake up". Sometimes I go through 3 or 4 cycles of telling myself I'm not awake before I actually wake up.

One time I had this dream where I was attacked by a gargoyle type thing. In the dream I was standing up straight, saw it and bolted in the other direction, the thing flew at me, tackled me and landed on my legs. I woke up and was laying on my stomach with my head to the side as if I had just been tackled and my legs felt like something heavy was on them.

I mean seriously, my posture looked exaclt like I was tackled, my arms were spread past my head and everything. I was scared gak-less so I didn't want to move. I could wiggle my toes and stuff and eventually gathered enough courage to roll over. When I did, nothing was there and I had no extra sheets or blankets over my legs.

Another time I saw my cat peeking at me from around the corner. That was all fine and dandy, except for the fact that my cat had been dead for about 4 days.

^
Cat story is creepy. I can relate to it. We used to have an irish wolfhound, you know the type, the massive grey cuddly dogs that you just wanna cuddle for four hours? Anyways, it always slept on my bed, and left a massive indent in the covers. So said dog dies, which was pretty depressing, and i go to bed, and halfway through the night, i wake up, and feel my dog sleeping there. Im so tired is ignore it, and went back to sleep.

Anyways it was only morning that something clicked in my mind that something was up. However, my said pet was still alive. Apparently, after i talked about it , it turns out i must of dreamed my dog had died. Not exactly the same by any means, but it shook me up pretty bad. I love my Irish wolfhound im gonna be real sad when he does die.

Enjoy the time with him Ghosty.
I still miss my Labrador and Golden Retriever
Dream about them from time to time and really sad to wake up and find it was just a dream.

My daughter brought Marley and Me to watch on DVD at half term.
Not scary but very harrowing for me at the end. Brought back very sad memories.

Any hoo this is a tad OT and sad but we demand a piccy of your hound (new pet pic thread?)

Shadowbrand wrote:I heard my parent's doing it once.

It traumtized me.

I walked in on them too.
Watching your mom trying to explain to a 13-year old boy what she was doing to Dad
must have looked.... weird. *shudder*

Ediin wrote:

Shadowbrand wrote:I heard my parent's doing it once.

It traumtized me.

I walked in on them too.

Good grief, not you as well!
It was supposed to be an intimate, passionate moment and somehow it became an international event!
Am I the only Dakkite not to have witnessed this momentous consumation by Shadowbrand's parents

Well I have reoccuring dreams a lot but the most recent is the wierdest.

It always starts of in a castle and I am buying a burger, then I go downstairs and follow a path into some more dark rooms and then I appear lying on my face inside a very tight dark, wet tunnel, and however much I shout no one can hear me. I just get more and more panicky and that makes it worse.

The stange thing is that I am usualy able to tell that I am in a dream and make myself wake up of stop dreaming but this time it's taken me ages to be able to remeber and stop dreaming.

4M2A wrote:Well I have reoccuring dreams a lot but the most recent is the wierdest.

It always starts of in a castle and I am buying a burger, then I go downstairs and follow a path into some more dark rooms and then I appear lying on my face inside a very tight dark, wet tunnel, and however much I shout no one can hear me. I just get more and more panicky and that makes it worse.

The stange thing is that I am usualy able to tell that I am in a dream and make myself wake up of stop dreaming but this time it's taken me ages to be able to remeber and stop dreaming.

Insert obvious Freudian comment here.

When I was younger, I decided to investigate the 'occult' out of pure curiosity.

Big mistake.

Here's a tip to you guys out there:- There are some things you don't mess with. I'm not talking about breaking out a crappily made ouija board at a drunk party. The real stuff is a lot more scary, and a helluva lot more dangerous. All I'll say is that I played around with it, and managed to get out before I got too badly burnt.

/scared

Indeed. A buddy of mine lit a Ouija board on fire out of a drunken dare. It actually -screeched-. Like, this wasn't the screech that you get from certain types of wood when they burn. This was an actual vocal screech. And it was LOUD. Wierdest thing is that the three people that were out in the backyard having a smoke didn't hear anything.

I'm not really much of a ghost person, despite the wierd stuff that happened in that house (TV turning on by itself to a screen of static, random power outages at his house -and only- his house, Lights randomly turning off or on), but this definately freaked me out. I haven't laid a finger on one since then.

And i never will!

All that stuff gives me the willies.

As does the hills have eyes and wolf creak, which is why im never planning on going in the outback...

Oh boy!
*head-desks*

99.9% of ouija board are incorrectly made and used. However, if you're in that 0.1% it spells trouble. BIG trouble. Because you've left yourself wide open, probably have no idea what is about to/could/has already happened, and no idea of how to defend yourself.

It's equivalent to being a bleeding minnow suddenly dropped in a sea of sharks.

Or an untrained Psyker into the currents of the Warp.

Sorry, I only accept my similies in 40K format these days

In all seriousness though, I'd say that was the only time I damn near browned my shorts. The doll being hung by it's neck was creepy, but there're a million logical explainations for that. But a burning piece of wood -screaming- has me at a loss. Especially since the five of us at the table were the only ones that heard it. I always put the wierd stuff in that house up to crappy electrical, phone, and cable wiring. Since that Ouija board got burned though, I've actually started to wonder. The place used to be a drug house before he moved there, and we'd sometimes find spent .45 and 9mm casings in the basement and around the back yard. I have no doubts that a person/people was/were murdered there.

All I can say is that I'm damn glad he moved out of there a couple years ago. I didn't want to be getting killed in my sleep by something when I crashed there after a party.

While this is easily explained by common sense, it scared me quite a bit at first:

I got home pretty late one night (or morning) and went to the bathroom before turning in for the night. I was turning on the tap to wash my hands when this sound comes from the faucet. It sounded similar to a train horn, or someone yelling "Oooooh" really loudly.

Well, I know how it happens because I experimented with the tap later, but it was not fun at the time.

Ketara wrote:When I was younger, I decided to investigate the 'occult' out of pure curiosity.

Big mistake.

Here's a tip to you guys out there:- There are some things you don't mess with. I'm not talking about breaking out a crappily made ouija board at a drunk party. The real stuff is a lot more scary, and a helluva lot more dangerous. All I'll say is that I played around with it, and managed to get out before I got too badly burnt.

Was it as fun as the Ghostbusters make it out to be?

Who you gonna call?

Samaritans?

In all seriousness.

Sometimes at night, from what seems to be down the street is this strange noise. It sounds like something, metal and hollow falling a fair distance and banging around.

I must be werid but it creeps the fething hell out of me.

Slarg232 wrote:

Ketara wrote:When I was younger, I decided to investigate the 'occult' out of pure curiosity.

Big mistake.

Here's a tip to you guys out there:- There are some things you don't mess with. I'm not talking about breaking out a crappily made ouija board at a drunk party. The real stuff is a lot more scary, and a helluva lot more dangerous. All I'll say is that I played around with it, and managed to get out before I got too badly burnt.

Was it as fun as the Ghostbusters make it out to be?

No. Usually, I'd laugh, and crack a joke too, but in this case.......no.

There are many different paths to walk in this department, from Wiccanism, to Demonology, to paganism, to warlockry, etc. They all lead to the same end however, they just approach it from a different angle. I could go into more detail, but I know if I tried, I'd immediately get curbstomped by the atheists on here.

*Lifts foot*

Anyone call for an atheist curbstomp?

No, i understand what you mean. Stuff isn't always explained away, and stuff that you personally believe in can be pretty frightening. I for one, am terrified of an old house. Can't begin to explain why, but somethings wrong their, and i dunno what.

I'll mostly second Ketara, but not to the extent where I'm going to say don't do it ever.

If you really want to get into something, do your research before hand and really, TRULY know what you're getting into. If you're even the slightest bit unprepared, DON'T DO IT. If you have even the smallest doubts, DON'T DO IT. Most of the bad happens because people don't really know what they're getting into, aren't prepared for what they want to do, or don't actually know what they're doing to begin with.

Talk to people that have had experiences before and learn everything you can before attempting anything related to this stuff. Then, only if you're ready and willing to accept all consequences(good, bad, or neutral) do you proceed cautiously and slowly.

This stuff sounds creepier by the minute. What happens, you get haunted and stuff?

Like I said, if a serious discussion of this nature was attempted, it would be immediately trolled by half a dozen more prolific hardcore atheist posters.

Suffice to say, there are some rather nasty consequences.

ghosty wrote:This stuff sounds creepier by the minute. What happens, you get haunted and stuff?

Me? Not anymore than normal in New Orleans(and even then much less than some ex's and friends).

However, between friends that are sensitive and friends that also practiced(mostly different arts), generally you know if something bad is paying attention and need to get out. I seem to tend to attract those types to me(I have a theory as to why), as well.

So, you know that some 'presence' is coming to get you, and you stop?

Why exactly ARE there bad presences in the first place?

Couldn't say. You might as well ask why a stone is.

Unless you're asking for a specific example, such as a bad presence in a house, a haunting, poltergeist activity, possession, demons, astral entities, etc. Then I could hazard an answer.

Bah, was just curious. Intrigued by peoples beliefs.


Still gives me the willies even if i dont believe it.

To cut a long story short, and speak in generalities, you're safe practicing minor stuff. However, you reach a point where you've developed your sensitivity enough, and accumulated enough spiritual power, that you begin to invite attentions from other entities.
And from there you fall into a vicious cycle. The more power you accumulate, the more danger you're in, and the more power you need to defend yourself, until you're walking a precipice between ending up a gibbering loon in an asylum, and keeping yourself safe.

Ketara wrote:Like I said, if a serious discussion of this nature was attempted, it would be immediately trolled by half a dozen more prolific hardcore atheist posters.

Yes. Yes you would.

Although I would point out that suggesting that most paganism/Wicca etc. (of the type you mention) has only been practiced since the early-to-mid 20th Century and has little if any basis in historic or scientific fact, is not 'trolling'. Nice way to deflect criticism of an indefensible position though.


Quit trying to scare the kids, man.

More modern positions are derived from older ones. Just because something is new doesn't invalidate it, it merely means it's half a dozen older concepts rolled into one usually.

I'm not deflecting criticism, when I entered into investigating the 'occult', I did so out of pure scientific curiosity, with no narrow views, or previously held beliefs. I'm a man of logic, but some things are beyond it. I accept that and move on.

Ketara wrote:More modern positions are derived from older ones. Just because something is new doesn't invalidate it, it merely means it's half a dozen older concepts rolled into one usually.

Yes, but there is little or no evidence that ancient Britons practiced a religion that bears any resemblance to Wicca. The fact that early 'witchcraft' was a mish-mash of ancient beliefs borrowed from other folk-traditions, allied to other stuff which was just made up doesn't make it more valid as a belief system, it makes it less so. I've read a book by two leading practitioners which basically tells the reader to make it up as he/she goes along, under the pretence of 'doing what feels right to you'. That's a pretty damning indictment on a belief system - basically admitting that the specifics aren't important, just the belief. 'What's wrong with that?' you might ask. 'Positive thinking can have real effects on one's life.' Fine. No problem with that. But that's a far fething cry from saying one could summon demons or spirits, or 'accumulate spiritual power'.

I'm not deflecting criticism, when I entered into investigating the 'occult', I did so out of pure scientific curiosity, with no narrow views, or previously held beliefs. I'm a man of logic, but some things are beyond it. I accept that and move on.

Very nice. I've heard people speak with authority about their 'study of the occult'. It's very impressive to children, mature adults less so. In fact some of the things you've posted on this thread remind me of an individual (actually, several individuals) I used to know who used their 'occult knowledge' to get close to underage girls. The oblique references to shadowy going's on that 'you can't really talk about', claiming to have secret knowledge - that sort of thing is catnip to immature, impressionable minds. Of course, after a prolonged period of pestering, this kind-hearted soul eventually agrees to 'teach' them in the ways of witchcraft. Creepy.

I'm not suggesting that you actually DO any of those things, Ketara. I would never make such an assumption about a person I have never met. Just so we're clear.

What I'm saying is that 'witchcraft' can sound very seductive to impressionable minds, impressionable people often have active imaginations and a willingness to believe in that which they find exciting.

I mean all of this in the nicest possible way.

Ketara wrote:

There are many different paths to walk in this department, from Wiccanism, to Demonology, to paganism, to warlockry, etc. They all lead to the same end however, they just approach it from a different angle. I could go into more detail, but I know if I tried, I'd immediately get curbstomped by the atheists on here.

From what I understand of paganism and Wicca the above statement is way off.

Paganism is a broad church that covers many aspects of belief.
Not all pagans are devil worshippers, in fact I would assume most not to be.

You are completely misrepresenting someone elses' religion here.

There may be horned gods involed or there may not be. But they are not the fallen angels of Christian mythology.
It would be better not to lump all these beliefs into the same witches' cauldron Ketara.

Nothing at all.

Sometimes I feel as I am falling, then I wake up, it feels like I fell about three feet onto my bed.

Paranoid, though nothing to do with it being at night.

Albatross wrote:

Ketara wrote:Like I said, if a serious discussion of this nature was attempted, it would be immediately trolled by half a dozen more prolific hardcore atheist posters.

Yes. Yes you would.

Although I would point out that suggesting that most paganism/Wicca etc. (of the type you mention) has only been practiced since the early-to-mid 20th Century and has little if any basis in historic or scientific fact, is not 'trolling'. Nice way to deflect criticism of an indefensible position though.

Quit trying to scare the kids, man.

That, plus one doesn't need to be an atheist to completely doubt all that supernatural stuff as presented by "parapsychologists," "ghost hunters," "demonologists," and all the usual suspects.

Ouija boards aren't any more dangerous or scary to me than Connect Four, Life, or other fine Milton Bradley products. Seriously, if I still owned one, I'd feel free to taunt it just like I do Happy Fun Ball.

Inquisitor_Syphonious wrote:Sometimes I feel as I am falling, then I wake up, it feels like I fell about three feet onto my bed.

I get that too. Near as I can figure, I'm arching my back or twisting/turning in bed somehow, creating the "whump" effect.

A small derailment: True Athiesism is just a "stupid" as religion. I am an athiest, so I would like to explain myself before everyone jumps on me: Only a fool ever beleives he is the "Top of the food chain", so to speak. No matter how good you are at video games, someone is always better. No matter how good of a cook you are, someone can always cook it better. No matter how good at sports you are, someone is always more fit. To merely say that any being with powers that we do not have can not exist is foolish.

Another way of looking at it: Man might be the top of the food chain, but there are things much more deadly in the chain that no man would willingly taunt with no safety net between them...

It might also be because of my dreams that I beleive in this sort of thing, though, too. I would beleive that 1 time is just wierd, 4 times is just coincidence, but it has happened 10 times in my 18 years, and mostly just recently.

Hey Ketara, if you want to PM me these examples, I am willing to read/listen.

Small de-railing?

Dreams, paranoia, etc...

RELIGION!

Ketara wrote:I'm a man of logic, but some things are beyond it. I accept that and move on.

Logic is limited by knowledge, if we lack knowledge of a thing, or set of things, then logic can only be applied to it in a limited sense. That doesn't mean that logic isn't applicable at all, it simply means that logical isn't especially useful due to the absence of information.

Ketara wrote:
That, plus one doesn't need to be an atheist to completely doubt all that supernatural stuff as presented by "parapsychologists," "ghost hunters," "demonologists," and all the usual suspects.

Additionally, you can be an Atheist and believe in the supernatural. Atheism is not tacit to materialism or naturalism, and even they can simply reclassify 'supernatural phenomena in order to recognize them.

Albatross, I'll take this to PM, so as to avoid further derailment of the thread.

Inquisitor_Syphonious wrote:Nothing at all.

Sometimes I feel as I am falling, then I wake up, it feels like I fell about three feet onto my bed.

Paranoid, though nothing to do with it being at night.

There's a psychological term for that, but I can't remember what. It happens to me all the time, and I asked my girlfriend, who was studying sleep psychology at the time. Apparently it happens when you wake up during a certain 'stage' of sleep, and your brain takes a second or two to kick-start, creating that falling feeling.

Woah! Now this is getting strange! I start reading the paranoia thread, leave for about ten minutes, return to be told by Mum the printer was acting strangely, to be followed by the Internet going to offline mode with a strong positive connection. Damn!

This stuff happens to me all the time; seeing things that aren't there, hearing things that don't exist, falling whilst on the ground, that feeling that I'm not alone in the empty room. I'd say I've had some experience with paranormal events, but regardless, I still keep myself inline, line not instantly dismissing those odd events, because should man not be the top dog of this planet, we had better learn who's boss quickly.

Anyway, for a freaky paranormal event. My old school had a Film and TV excursion to a place called New Norcia last year.(I live in Western Australia, so this place is pretty remote). Anyway, it's a pretty Catholic place with monks and everything, and I would listen to all the stories of strange events around the place, including one about the ghost in the chapel. Anyway, this place has a graveyard, and some of the graves have spooky stories, eg. a six year old boy who died for some unknown reason. I'll stop rambling and get to the point. We were filming a movie scene in the graveyard, and were walking back, when the teacher called to the student on the other side of the graveyard to come in. The student then flicks of his torch, and nothing. There wasn't a student, just a light. Still gives me the creeps.

At the end of this camp, on the final before we left, some of the girls were taking pictures of their dorm, when they called me over. I didn't think much of it until I realized I was on the other side of the dorm area, so whatever they wanted me for, they needed me fast. So I stopped walking and jogged/ran. I get there and was told to look at the wall. Seeing nothing, I ask why, when one of them takes a picture of the wall. On the photo, floating, glowing orbs were going about the room, as there was in the photos before they called me. Strange floating orbs invisible to the naked eye? Yes, we were a little bit edgy walking around for the rest of the time. I've moved school since then, and there was another camp, as these are now a yearly thing, and hadn't thought about my ghostly orb friends until one of my friends tells me he was on the camp. I asked him if anything odd happened, and sure enough, he told me they saw floating orbs in photos, but not with their eyes.

So, like I said, I have had some experience, but still am wary of everything. And any ghost fanatics out there, come check out New Norcia, fun all the time.

I sometime see floaters but it ain't in photos!

Not convinced about the orb things as spirits etc. AFAIK it is a phenomenon that has only occured since digital photography. There appears to be a connection with atmospherics too.

Never had any myself but my bro/someone he knows took some pics in Scotland that orbs appeared in. Not the sort to make up stuff for a wind up btw

ghosty wrote:This stuff sounds creepier by the minute. What happens, you get haunted and stuff?

the demons come and steal your toothbrush.

Or worse, the Malfred comes for your socks.

Come on Ketara you can't say something like that then not explain it at all

No ones going to go all atheist on you. I'm a pretty hardcore atheist but it still seems interesting.

That was my view, but apparently albatross leapt into action, representing atheism before he could elaborate.

TBH, i don't mind if this thread careens from the original point, i mean creepy stuff has wide perimeters.

4M2A wrote:Come on Ketara you can't say something like that then not explain it at all

No ones going to go all atheist on you. I'm a pretty hardcore atheist but it still seems interesting.

To be perfectly frank, I'm an atheist in that I don't believe in the concept of the God of classical theism. But if I attempted to put down what I know/theorize here, the result would be:-

1) Getting jumped by a number of other posters.
2) Me attempting to defend what is ultimately, indefensible
3) Ending up in a quote by quote argument of people breaking down everything I've said, regardless of me admitting I have little concrete proof to support or validate my claims.

I'm effectively trying to describe the colour red, and argue it exists to a blind man. Unless you've done it, you can't comprehend it, and my attempts to explain it will be torn to pieces.

So rather then trying to impress the teens, I'll just say, pure and simple. leave it alone. Either I'm right, and it's something you don't want to touch with a barge pole, or I'm wrong and it's irrelevant anyway.

I've PMed you Albatross, and I await your answer with interest.

Chibi Bodge-Battle wrote:I sometime see floaters but it ain't in photos!

Not convinced about the orb things as spirits etc. AFAIK it is a phenomenon that has only occured since digital photography. There appears to be a connection with atmospherics too.

Never had any myself but my bro/someone he knows took some pics in Scotland that orbs appeared in. Not the sort to make up stuff for a wind up btw

Orbs actually are seen in "standard" camera photography too. 99.98% of orbs you see can be explained away as the flash/IR illuminators reflecting off of bugs or dust. It's also worth noting that "orbs" aren't exclusive to still photos. They appear in video quite often too, with the same explanation of things reflecting light weirdly.

But then there's that .02% that can't really be classed as one or the other.

Frazzled wrote:

ghosty wrote:This stuff sounds creepier by the minute. What happens, you get haunted and stuff?

the demons come and steal your toothbrush.

Ever read Practical Demonkeeping? Funny book. Anyway, IIRC the book mentions a demon in Hell whose responsibility it is to leech the styrofoam taste into people's coffee.

I'd be half-willing to believe in those kinds of demons, LOL.

Also for a corking read about demonology and wizards I recommend the Bartimaeus Trilogy by Jonothan Stroud. Very funny imho

When I was about seven I woke up at about 1am. Never happened before that. I saw a 'horned' shadow leaning over my bed. Looked kinda like YuGiOh's Summoned Skull now that I think about it. But even the creepy demon stuff, I once saw a heavy metal docu and there was a segment on the whole Black Sabbath 'burnt church' incident. Both Tommy Iommi and Ozzy said that there was strange stuff happened when they were messing around with that freaky tiki gak. They couldn't explain anything either. I would agree with Katara, that stuff is some dangerous creepy gak to mess about with, even if I haven't tried it, there's just a weird vibe I get from the sheer mention of it. That's bad mojo.

Ketara wrote:Like I said, if a serious discussion of this nature was attempted, it would be immediately trolled by half a dozen more prolific hardcore atheist posters.

Suffice to say, there are some rather nasty consequences.

Not for me, I'm catholic.

Catholicism: Your exorcism done in 30 minutes or less or its free.

halonachos wrote:

Ketara wrote:Like I said, if a serious discussion of this nature was attempted, it would be immediately trolled by half a dozen more prolific hardcore atheist posters.

Suffice to say, there are some rather nasty consequences.

Not for me, I'm catholic.

Catholicism: Your exorcism done in 30 minutes or less or its free.

Way to completely underplay exorcism. BTW, it doesn't always work(our band Chaplain at Jesuit was a former Exorcist in Africa for the Catholic Church).

But yes, the rule of thumb is that it is a bad idea to burn a ouiji board. Something about opening a gate into the mortal realm that cannot be readily closed.

halonachos wrote:But yes, the rule of thumb is that it is a bad idea to burn a ouiji board. Something about opening a gate into the mortal realm that cannot be readily closed.

But what if you ship it to someone you don't like with a booby trap? When that person opens the package it catch the board on fire.

Like I said, BAD MOJO.

Only you frazzled would find a way to weaponize a ouiji board.

There's an evil genius in there and we can use him to conquer the world. and spirit world.

halonachos wrote:Only you frazzled would find a way to weaponize a ouiji board.

Its a gift I have.

Now what if they have the recorder on at the same time it catches fire? If so, can you send the recording to other people as well?

The downside is that if it doesn't go off and scream at you, you could use it to find out who sent it!

Q. Is there anybody there?
A. huhu
Q. who sent the booby trapped weegee board?

A. F....... R ....... A...... Z .....

Could you bribe the ouiji board, so that whatever its asked, the board just replies with insults about the questioner's weight?

Mystical spirit who sent this board?
You're fat

What message are you trying to send to us?
Fatty fatty

Mystical spirit give us a sign!
Jenny Craig

Mystical spiri
You're not real fast on the uptake are ya boy...

At my old house, when I was just dropping off to sleep, I would occaisionaly hear voices and sounds that were calm but really nasty. To put it in less words, it sounded wrong.

Also I have bad feelings in places for little reason.

Want a creepy occurance at night? Sleep in the same room as a Furbie.

GND, I have a quick question, is your "location" related to the "Cadian Blood" story?


Besides that, Ouiji boards are just plain trouble and I wonder why we sell them in a toy store long with the energy drinks and starbucks frappes.

One time I was in Barnes and Nobles and looked through a book on Wiccan, just reading it gave me a bad vibe so I guess that stuff isn't for me.

We don't have too many "bad" things that happen in our house though. I can guess that this is due to our catholic nature(ie we have crosses in every room of our house, a big painting of Jesus along with palm leaves folded into the shape of the cross at our door, and rosaries made out of olive wood). I would guess that if I did use a ouiji board we would get only the good guys or some really ticked bad guys.

I looked at a website with "rules" for use and I guess that's what happens in those conditions.

How and with what does one bribe a weegee board

halonachos wrote:But yes, the rule of thumb is that it is a bad idea to burn a ouiji board. Something about opening a gate into the mortal realm that cannot be readily closed.

Again, you know those things are mass-produced in factories by Milton Bradley (Hasbro), right? So what, I'm supposed to believe they have some master devil worshipper on salary in the factory cursing these things just like rabbis oversee kosher food plants? Yikes, what if there's a factory error and my son's Candyland game becomes a portal to the nether realms? What if my Electronic Battleship becomes possessed?

"A5."
"Hit."
"A6."
"Hit."
"A7."
"You sunk...YOUR SOUL!!!"

Oh dear...it's all rather distressing.

Am I correct in thinking that MB Games bought all the TSR D&D stuff and so are indeed the incarnation of Evil?

I'm in a happy state of ignorance about Ouji boards and I intend to stay that way. It interests me, but from afar. I don't want to get involved in something like that because even though my logical, scientific mind says that it's poppycock, my side that believes in a higher power says that I shouldn't mess because I don't know.

sA

Chibi Bodge-Battle wrote:
Am I correct in thinking that MB Games bought all the TSR D&D stuff and so are indeed the incarnation of Evil?

Correct. "The game of life" just got cranked up a few notches. And you really want to stay away from "Trouble"

Chibi Bodge-Battle wrote:How and with what does one bribe a weegee board

Thats the question. But there's always a way. Take it our for nice walks in the sun or at night, depending on its preference?

Frankly I am sick and tired of the Ouji board discrimination on this thread. Ouiji boards are people too! If you prick them, do they not bleed? If you wrong them,, do they not seek revenge?

Frazzled wrote:

Chibi Bodge-Battle wrote:How and with what does one bribe a weegee board

Thats the question. But there's always a way. Take it our for nice walks in the sun or at night, depending on its preference?

Frankly I am sick and tired of the Ouji board discrimination on this thread. Ouiji boards are people too! If you prick them, do they not bleed? If you wrong them,, do they not seek revenge?

QFT!

Okay I get you now Frazzled.

Tonight just me and the weegee board, nice soft music, romantic candlelit dinner for two, then afterwards slip into something more comfortable....

hang on, that isn't that getting a bit too weird?

I had what I think was a mild sleep paralysis once, a few years ago. I was lying in bed, and in that half-asleep state where your eyes are open and your brain's still thinking about stuff but you're not really paying attention to the fact that you're looking at anything at all, I distinctly saw a figure, completely black, walk into my room and stand there, and although I couldn't see its face, I knew that it was looking at me.

I jerked up and it wasn't there. I turned over and looked at the wall for the rest of the night, and have proceeded to do so from then on.

I also have a strange sickening feeling when I think about one of the things that was explained by Paranormal Activity to me - one of our biggest fears is what may be happening at night when we are asleep around us, but we have no idea that it's going on. Doors could be opened and closed - people could be inside your house and you would never know. That freaks me out. That and empty houses - my grandparents' house most definately. Right now it's still got everything in it from when they died, and nothing's really been moved. This frightens me, because it's just like they disappeared, and I find it difficult to believe that they have just... gone. Their house lives on, I can feel it.

sA

halonachos wrote:GND, I have a quick question, is your "location" related to the "Cadian Blood" story?

Probably not.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schr%C3%B6dinger%27s_cat

Now I am confused again.

Do weejee boards work because of Quantam Mechanics?

I was just wondering, about GND's location because they literally have a star in a box that is in a state of compression and such.


But no, Ouiji boards work using Quantum Leaps.

And a Ouiji board is a Ouiji board whether its home-made, hand-made, or mass produced. They're evil things and probably why all the talking dolls go off at the same time at around 2 in the morning.

2 creepy type moments of my own.

One was a couple of years ago at a paintball scenario in Joliet Ill (CPX). After dinner break my wife and I set out on personal missions. The whole day markers had been going off all over the field with several hundred people running around. When we set out though there was no sound whatsoever as we made our way across the field. We both stopped and looked at each other because not even the birds were chirping. It was one of those moments where you feel the hair rise up on your neck. That was more a wow/freaky moment though.

The scary situation was when I was a teenager many moons ago. I was in my bed reading a Time Life series book that they put out on the American Civil War. To my right mounted on the wall were shelves with various teegager stuff on them. They were basically 12" wide planks supported on a wall mounting system - a metal 'hanger' with two metal hooks that slid into the mount. You can pretty much sit on these things and they can hold you up. Anyway I am reading this book and the page I am on has a picture of a letter written by a dying Confederate solder to his father - even had his blood stains on it. I start reading this letter out loud to myself for some reason. I get about two thirds the way through the letter and I hear a crash to my right. I turn to see what happened and the bottom shelf and flipped over and was laying on the floor. Needless to say I quickly shut the book and went to bed.

The next day I checked out the shelf more closely. One mount had fallen with the shelf which was odd. Some of these things you have to get a hammer to knock loose. Odder still was that the shelf had not just dropped like it should have "if" the mount had just dropped. The shelf had flipped completely over like someone had kicked it from underneath. I still can't explain what happened.

Its also a 'little' creepy that when my Grandfather died (in this house) he was laid out for viewing in my bedroom.

@ halo's first comment: No idea, never read it. It is just places that I go to, like fields when I'm walking and I'll feel weird and uncomfortable.

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smiling Assassin wrote:I had what I think was a mild sleep paralysis once, a few years ago. I was lying in bed, and in that half-asleep state where your eyes are open and your brain's still thinking about stuff but you're not really paying attention to the fact that you're looking at anything at all, I distinctly saw a figure, completely black, walk into my room and stand there, and although I couldn't see its face, I knew that it was looking at me.

Pretty typical "Night Hag" sleep paralysis, I think. Now you know where the old D&D Night Hags come from!

IIRC, some researchers think the Succubi and Incubi legends were also interpretations of sleep paralysis. Wonder how much of the Monster Manual is related to sleep disorders?

That reminds of a ghost story where a black shadow was "choking" a woman and then a ghost came along and saved her. Something about he was a flood watchman who had fallen asleep causing his entire village to die.

I can stand the dark and all those things, but the one thing I hate is silence. Silence gives way to fear, fear gives way to paranoia, paranoia is the greatest weapon of evil. Why am I saying this? Because I have another story.

It was around 11pm, so I was lying in bed struggling to get to sleep, when I rolled over and hit my alarm clock by accident. The alarm clock is reasonably old and so had pieces missing. When I hit it, the battery fell out, and the calming tick-tock it always makes stopped. In less that a minute, a framed poster fell off my wall and smacked a game the ground, causing it to turn on and play its loud noise really close to me. I was up in a second and turned it off. I fell asleep shortly afterwards. In the moring I woke up to see the poster had "fallen" too far away from the wall to be normal. Added with the fact the poster hung from a hook on the wall, the string wasn't broken. I got rid of the poster later that week.

Ok.

I guess its my turn.

First, you all need to know, I work in a hospital. And since I live so far away, I spend a few nights a week in a hospital room on an unused wing. As a matter of fact, as I type this, I am lying in my hospital bed on the 4th floor. I've been working here for over 4 years now, and, between my long shifts and frequent overnight stays, I can say I have spent ALOT of time here. My job here has me all over the hospital and in contact with all the different staff. I have 2 really good stories from several nurses that can corroborate them, but as for as my personal experience, I can tell you about a few minor things. I should tell you I don't know if I believe in ghosts (I would have said def not before I started working here), but I can not stand that television show ghosthunters or anything like it, as I think most all of it can easily be explained. But since I've worked here, I just don't know anymore....

Sometimes, when no one else is around, and I'm walking towards the elevators, they will both open at just the right time, and sometimes I'm not on the ground floor and no one pressed the call button. I've had some serious "get out of here right now" feelings when I've gone to certain places at night, like closed units or empty floors. I've heard unexplained noises and things. Mostly though, I'd say its pretty benign stuff. But then I started hearing stories from experienced staff. I think the ghost pediatric patient and Minerva the nurse are pretty awesome stories, and to watch grown women get very serious and tell me about it with that "I saw it and I'm not crazy" look in their eye is great.

Anyone interested in either one? Its alot to type and I'm not gonna get into it unless someone actually wants to hear them.

I'm glad my door is locked.

CitizenPrime wrote:Ok.

I guess its my turn.

First, you all need to know, I work in a hospital. And since I live so far away, I spend a few nights a week in a hospital room on an unused wing. As a matter of fact, as I type this, I am lying in my hospital bed on the 4th floor. I've been working here for over 4 years now, and, between my long shifts and frequent overnight stays, I can say I have spent ALOT of time here. My job here has me all over the hospital and in contact with all the different staff. I have 2 really good stories from several nurses that can corroborate them, but as for as my personal experience, I can tell you about a few minor things. I should tell you I don't know if I believe in ghosts (I would have said def not before I started working here), but I can not stand that television show ghosthunters or anything like it, as I think most all of it can easily be explained. But since I've worked here, I just don't know anymore....

Sometimes, when no one else is around, and I'm walking towards the elevators, they will both open at just the right time, and sometimes I'm not on the ground floor and no one pressed the call button. I've had some serious "get out of here right now" feelings when I've gone to certain places at night, like closed units or empty floors. I've heard unexplained noises and things. Mostly though, I'd say its pretty benign stuff. But then I started hearing stories from experienced staff. I think the ghost pediatric patient and Minerva the nurse are pretty awesome stories, and to watch grown women get very serious and tell me about it with that "I saw it and I'm not crazy" look in their eye is great.

Anyone interested in either one? Its alot to type and I'm not gonna get into it unless someone actually wants to hear them.

I'm glad my door is locked.

OOOH! Definitely! I love hospital ghost stories!

2 creepy type moments of my own.

Archaeo wrote:
One was a couple of years ago at a paintball scenario in Joliet Ill (CPX). After dinner break my wife and I set out on personal missions. The whole day markers had been going off all over the field with several hundred people running around. When we set out though there was no sound whatsoever as we made our way across the field. We both stopped and looked at each other because not even the birds were chirping. It was one of those moments where you feel the hair rise up on your neck. That was more a wow/freaky moment though.

Aww cute.

Archaeo wrote:
The scary situation was when I was a teenager many moons ago. I was in my bed reading a Time Life series book that they put out on the American Civil War. To my right mounted on the wall were shelves with various teegager stuff on them. They were basically 12" wide planks supported on a wall mounting system - a metal 'hanger' with two metal hooks that slid into the mount. You can pretty much sit on these things and they can hold you up. Anyway I am reading this book and the page I am on has a picture of a letter written by a dying Confederate solder to his father - even had his blood stains on it. I start reading this letter out loud to myself for some reason. I get about two thirds the way through the letter and I hear a crash to my right. I turn to see what happened and the bottom shelf and flipped over and was laying on the floor. Needless to say I quickly shut the book and went to bed.

The next day I checked out the shelf more closely. One mount had fallen with the shelf which was odd. Some of these things you have to get a hammer to knock loose. Odder still was that the shelf had not just dropped like it should have "if" the mount had just dropped. The shelf had flipped completely over like someone had kicked it from underneath. I still can't explain what happened.

Its also a 'little' creepy that when my Grandfather died (in this house) he was laid out for viewing in my bedroom.

Freaky tiki gak if I ever heard it.

In my life I've seen a lot of really weird crap. I have many stories, but most of them require more back story then I feal comfertable giving or that I have mostly forgoten (for which I am very greatful) however there are a few I'm willing to share.

Back in '99 I was working in house security for a local trucking company, many less then natural things happend here.

It was late one night in late '99 and the truck battery giving power to the guard shack had once again died and I would be alone on the lot for a few more hours.
So I'm sitting up against the door to the shack waiting for the rigs to start coming back in again, when I look over to my right and there are two people standing on the grass divider between the Truck Lot & the Employie Lot. One is a tall man in a chaorcle grey pinstripe suit and fedore looking like he just stepped out of the 30's, I think he was smoking becuse I remember seeing a small red glow near his mouth, he eather couldn't see me or didn't care.
The other was a middle aged women wearing what looked like an iridescent snake skin dress, her hair was like silver and her eyes were like glowing opals...She saw me. She took two, maby three steps towards me when one of the companies wayward rig came roaring into the lot, when it had passed by they were gone.

This Truck Lot was always a bit creepy and I was not the only one to experiance thing here, apperantly the Loading Dock was worse. After this the things I experianced on the lot got much, much worse...There where Demons there of that I have little dout.

This one weirds me out really badly. I am a lucid dreamer. If you don't know what that means, I can control my dreams as I have them. I know I do it when I do it. That kind of creeps me out. But what does it worse than that is when I have a night terror (rather common for me) I know I have the ability to control it but I allow the horrible things to happen in the dream. I could stop my brother or mother from being murdered by rewinding the dream and making the truck not exist but I allow it to happen. It really bothers me.

Same here. In fact, when I have a nightmare I rewind and make it scarier and scarier. You know the rush you get from horror movies and such. I guess it's because of that, for example this morning I was having a dream about a zombie apocalypse. I continued going back to make it the scariest I could, In fact, it's a bit weird but I'll occasionally wake up, (not bolt awake but just get up normally) wonder how the dream would continue and go right back to it. I never had any real paranormal experiences, I don't really believe in things like aliens, ghosts (as a Christian there needs to be a distinction made between souls etc... and ghosts, which are souls but kind of hang out, do weird things and don't move on to anywhere) and monsters of most supernatural varieties. That's not to say my mind can't convince me otherwise.

You know that weird feeling you get, you think there is someone/thing right behind you and you think you can see living things in the corner of your eye, I've got that right now. Freaking me right out. I had my legs out with a blanket over them but had to tuck them in, kept thinking something was about to grab me. Weird the way the mind works eh? You know there shouldn't be anything there, and If there was it could still get you. But you just feel better playing along and say taking your feet away from the edge of the bed, puts your mind somewhat to rest and helps you to concentrate on the task at hand. Or sleep


Oh whoops! Just noticed pages 2-4. Nice stories everybody, my hebbiey jebbieys have calmed down a bunch by now, feel much better.
@ CitizinPrime, I definitely want to here these stories!

Ok, I'll tell you the first one I heard. I'll save Minerva for next time.

On the pediatric floor, there is a section that isn't used anymore. No patients have been assigned to these rooms in years. But one room seems to have a guest from long ago that doesn't want to leave, and apparently, doesn't like the silence.
During the day, there is plenty of daily hustle and bustle to keep things satisfactorily entertaining, but after everything has calmed down, and gotten very quiet, something very odd happens. The "Nurse Call" light goes in one particular room. Frequently. I've had 3 nurses verify this. Apparently, when they answer the call light via the in room intercom system, there have been a few instances where they thought they could hear voices.
These nurses have come to terms with this phenomenon and have even found a remedy. They simply leave the television on in that room. As long as the TV is on, the call light never goes off.
I have to say, it sounds like a bored kid that has to be entertained.

I was caught off guard by how frankly the staff explained all this as if it was no big deal.

Oh, and the elevator opened for me again. This time on the 4th floor (not the top floor) for me tonight. No one was around. No other buttons were pressed...

A few years ago, there was a guy in my hometown who got stabbed to death. He managed to crawl (out on to a main road, no less) but he bled to death before anyone got to him. Since its a college town, and everyone wanted to pretend like they knew him, a bunch of people left candles and painted messages and whatnot on the sidewalk where he died. (Which is how everyone in town knows the exact spot he died on...pretty creepy in and of itself.)

So, a few months ago I was walking home after a night shift, and was walking past this spot. Now, admittedly, I love scary stories, and I tend to scare myself (especially when alone, or at night, or in an 'unsafe' setting...) but I swore I heard this creepy skritching sound. It sounded like fingernails clawing across concrete (at least to my mind, which as I have said, tends to work overtime in the 'scare me into pooping myself' department). I turned around, expecting a dried leaf to be slowly blowing across the ground, because I don't actually believe in the supernatural. But there was nothing there.

Now, I am sure that there was a rational explanation for this. But I never found out what it was, since I am pretty sure I managed to run a good half a mile in the next ten seconds or so. Still, creepy all the same.


Also, this one is just my mind being paranoid, but also worries me. A few years ago a friend got electrocuted while working on a toaster. Now, this guy was one of the smartest dudes I have ever met, and if he was working with it while it was plugged in, there was a damn good reason. Still, accidents happen, and he died. But now, every time I see a toaster I get the chills. Like it wants to get me or something.

Jimsolo wrote:A few years ago, there was a guy in my hometown who got stabbed to death. He managed to crawl (out on to a main road, no less) but he bled to death before anyone got to him. Since its a college town, and everyone wanted to pretend like they knew him, a bunch of people left candles and painted messages and whatnot on the sidewalk where he died. (Which is how everyone in town knows the exact spot he died on...pretty creepy in and of itself.)

So, a few months ago I was walking home after a night shift, and was walking past this spot. Now, admittedly, I love scary stories, and I tend to scare myself (especially when alone, or at night, or in an 'unsafe' setting...) but I swore I heard this creepy skritching sound. It sounded like fingernails clawing across concrete (at least to my mind, which as I have said, tends to work overtime in the 'scare me into pooping myself' department). I turned around, expecting a dried leaf to be slowly blowing across the ground, because I don't actually believe in the supernatural. But there was nothing there.

Now, I am sure that there was a rational explanation for this. But I never found out what it was, since I am pretty sure I managed to run a good half a mile in the next ten seconds or so. Still, creepy all the same.


Also, this one is just my mind being paranoid, but also worries me. A few years ago a friend got electrocuted while working on a toaster. Now, this guy was one of the smartest dudes I have ever met, and if he was working with it while it was plugged in, there was a damn good reason. Still, accidents happen, and he died. But now, every time I see a toaster I get the chills. Like it wants to get me or something.

Pennywise is watching you from the slots in the toaster....

So, this happened while I was camping the other day. My family was all in bed, with me and my brother on one side of our popup camper, my parents on the other. While my family was asleep, my stomach has problems were it will just start burning at random times, which is usually satiated by eating/drinking something or taking tums. Anyway, every time my brother breathed out, I heard what sounded like someone was walking on gravel, getting closer to the campsite. At first I didn't think anything of it, because there was a gravel road right next to us and someone was probably just going to the bathroom, right? Well, it started to get closer and closer, to the point where there was no way it was on that road. My brother would stop breathing heavily, and then this sound would disappear. It eventually got to the point where this footstep on gravel sound was coming from right outside my door, but then it stopped.

We were in a grass campsite, and I heard gravel footsteps outside my door

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I was on a religous retreat with my church. One night, they had a service much like on old catholic service. There was wine being served, as some of the churches used wine, and others grape juice (good subsitute). The wine and grape juice were in little almost shot cups. The were unmarked, and I took what I thought to be grape juice (dont like wine, as alchohal has always disgusted me. I plan to drink onceon my 21st birthday, then never again). I gulped down the purple liqued VERY quickly. It was wine. Not waterd down either. So I had just took a shot of wine. There was much singing in latin, both before and after the drinking. Before I had just sang normaly for me (which is quietly, so no one can here me. Embarresed of my singing voice) but after, I sang louder and deeper then I thought I could. Not drawing attention, but I was kind of hunched over, in a haze. After the singing, I felt like I was gunna be sick and pass out. I told our youth pastor that after the wine I wasnt feeling so good. He thought I might be alergic and let me step outside for some fresh air (we were in the mountains, so it was some damn good air). Stood outside just looking at the stars for about twenty minutes, felt better, and came back inside. Felt fine for the rest of the night, only a little tired, untill about ten o clock. Then, as I was sitting in the dinning hall playing cards, when I got the feeling our room had someone in it that wasnt supposed to be there. I jumped up, put on my jacket, and ran back to the room to find no one there. I still couldnt shake the feeling that someone was there. For the rest of the night, it felt like something was in the room. I went to back to go to bed about eleven. I walk in, brush my teeth, and sit down on my friends bed to get dressed. Then I feel pure terror. One minute fine, next minute, I AM GOING TO DIE! So I am sitting there, part of me wanting to run, but a bigger part wanting to stand and fight. I look around for something to use, and I find a ball point pen, which I hold as a make shift knife. I sit back on the bed, and see the door connecting our room to another shake, like someone was opening it. I am sitting straight up for the next hour, braced to sprint at the first thing to walk through that door and take it down.
Nothing happened, so I went to bed with all my clothes one, on top of the sheets. It was just a panic thing, as I was tired and scared. I was on top bunk, so it would be harder to get off the bunk if I was in the sheets. *(Note that from this point on, I was not awake. This IS second hand information)* About One A.M., the other two people in my room come in from the mess hall. Aparently I shot straight up and flew off the bunk, bright red, screaming at them, then I put my fingers in my ears and fell over. They helped me get back into my bunk. The red part is actualy easy to explain, as I have some sort of thing that gives my skin a red tint. Belived to be a milk allergy, we never had it tested. I was bright red however sounds a little strange. I dont remeber any of this.

A few days latter(five), I was sitting in my health class, and I got the same feeling of terror. Just started looking around. Then I flet a hand on my shoulder. Not a light hand either. It was heavy. I jumped two feet in the air and spun around. No one else seemed to see me do it, and it hasnt happened since.

Citizen Prime, when I read that elevator mention all I could imagine was a terminator coming out with a shotgun!

Get down!

Damn, freaky stuff!

I've had a few freaky experiences scuba diving at night, mostly from having a fish rub against your leg or something, but once while diving over a wreck in Truk Lagoon, I totally freaked out.

It was the last dive of the day and I was cruising over the side of a big sunken japanese transport ship with all these big window sections cut along the side. About halfway along my light died and my buddy was about twenty meters away taking photos. I touched down on the side of the wreck next to one of the windows, which is on the floor for me and start fiddling with the torch, trying to get it to work and as I bang away on it I start thinking about where I actually am, twenty meters underwater on a wreck where a lot of people drowned to death and then I try to put it from my mind. I slap the torch one last time and it fires up only to reveal a huge moray eel right up in my face. The bastards actually arent that aggressive, but they breath with thier mouths and his was wide open taking a 'breath' of water!

I screamed outloud and ended up dropping my torch into the window, all I could think was 'LICTOR!!!'

Damn 40K!

^
This.

I remember going scuba diving on a wreck just off Costa Rica. They always say be wary about sharks in the area, as hammerheads tend to shoal up around where we were. Anyways, iv'e never been afraid of sharks, in fact, im pretty fascinated by them, and i plan on making a career as a marine biologist. So i was down on the hull of this big ol' tanker that had been made into an artificial shoal, and i was taking a picture of a bit of coral, and it occurred to me that the fish had all disapeered. Which as you can guess is pretty odd, cos it was teeming with fish abut 20 seconds ago. So, as i look left and right, i notice my diving partner staring straight behind me. Part of me now wishes i didnt turn, but i did.

A four metre Hammerhead was floating about 2ft from where i was. It swam around me a couple of times then sodded off again. Probably most scary moments of my life, as hammerheads circle potential pray.

Was scary stuff and no mistake.

Once had a radio alarm clock turn on... I couldn't get it to turn off... so i unplugged it... it stayed on. I was like 14.

Freaked me out. I kept it. Turns out later when I learned about electronics... there was some sorta explanation for it.

This clock radio was one of the first ones to originally "keep" time after a power outage... But then it shorted... didn't cause a fire... but made it so it would stay on for a short while with out being plugged in.

a few years back My dad got me a small television for in my room. Then, that same day the television was set up, we saw the movie "The ring'" for the 1st time. you know those scenes where the screens starts "snowing" right? And then that monster comes out yes? Well I don't know why but every time I go to bed and everything is pitch black around me, the television screen stays grey. I don't know why, there wasn't any light coming into my room. The television wasn't even plugged in and the screen was grey. That night I really freaked out. I was like 11 or 12 And I thought that monster was coming after me. I still have that tv and it's still grey when there is no light coming into my room. But I don't mind it now.

Assuming its a standard CRT TV...
The phosphor coating the back of the screen tends to stay energised (aka slightly glowy) for a while after the tv has been used.

that's the point I haven't used that tv for over 2 years. It isn't even plugged in and it still glows (after 2 year!)

Vorlon wrote:Assuming its a standard CRT TV...
The phosphor coating the back of the screen tends to stay energised (aka slightly glowy) for a while after the tv has been used.

I get the same thing with the old CRT TV in my bedroom, sometimes the light last for a few seconds, other times quite a bit longer. I will quite often lay there at night wishing for a girl to crawl out of the TV, creepy or not I'm not fussy.

Look, there is a very rational explaination for these so called "Weird" TV light things.




It's called ectoplasm.

This year, my birthday is a Friday the 13th, so I am expecting something to happen during that time.

Wish me luck, and if I don't post after then, da gremlins got me.

Good luck ya crazy heretic.

You lot seem pretty fresh so let me recant to you a tale of my family's dreaded blood curse.

For years my family has been taking an annual trip to Cherokee, North Carolina. It's one of the reservations set up for Native Americans to be put in after the Trail of Tears, because not all Cherokee made that trek many stayed hidden in the mountains. How this relates to me and my bloodline is that my Grandfather is half Cherokee, making me an 8th Cherokee. I'm blooded enough to hold tribal counsel, draw benefits (if I actually wanted/needed them) and put down Native American on the "Race" line when I apply to things (Which I don't do). Now Cherokee isn't exactly all that fun. It has a single casino, a ton of little whole in the wall gift shops, some museums and a few other oddities. It's an hours drive from funner things though- so that is a consolation.

What makes this trip so vital to the survival of both my blooded relatives and I is our shared curse. Every time someone who is blooded in the family misses the vacation things 'happen'. Lori's first marriage ended in a bloody battle the year she didn't come (the battle occurred the week we were gone), Allen was booted from school and reintroduced to hard drugs the year he was gone, Monika lost her leg, John-John hung himself, Grandfather got cancer, Grandmother got cancer, Sheila was arrested for D.U.I. and jailed, Catherine was diagnosed suddenly with a long lasting genetic malformation and the youngest Catherine (on her first missed vacation) was killed by a semi-truck mysteriously speeding through a dead end neighborhood. Now you might chalk a majority of these up to "Dude your family is just a bunch of southern hick red necks" but I have to rebut that that is indeed not the case. We are a generally intelligent and educated bunch. This also just looks like a long list of bad things that randomly happen to good people, but when you set it all up in a timeline marking the events of each person.. it's eerie how missing the annual attunement to our ancestral homeland has cut down so many of us.

I was actually speaking with my father just the other evening. I said "I don't think I'm gonna make it to Cherokee this year, I don't really like going. Kelsey still goes and that's weird for me her being friends with Cat and all. And I just don't think I can make it too long because of school and work" he replied dead serious faced "What about the curse?". I honestly never used to think about it until my father held it so sacred, he isn't part of the blooded side of the family but he knows how important it is for us to attend. But still.. I honestly don't like going.. this may be the first year I won't be taking a girlfriend along so I'm still thinking of tempting the curse.

huh.

That's incredibly heavy and unfortunate.

Anyone ever hear of Bunnyman Bridge?

Nope.
Ever hear of Skyline Drive?

Typeline wrote:I'm still thinking of tempting the curse.

This goes back to what has been said before, BE CAREFUL out there when curses and the like are involved.
Good luck man.

The Fox Lord wrote:Nope.
Ever hear of Skyline Drive?

There is a place where I used to live called Skyline Drive, what's so special about it?

The scariest thing that happened to me was i was at my friends sleepover and everyone was asleep apart from me and we had been watching lord of the rings and we turned it off ages ago and i suddenly say a dark hooded figure turn the tv back on and i was so terrified i turned the lights on but it turned out to be my friend in his sleeping bag taking the film out... it scared the pants off me...

Slarg232 wrote:

The Fox Lord wrote:Nope.
Ever hear of Skyline Drive?

There is a place where I used to live called Skyline Drive, what's so special about it?

The Skyline I'm talking about is in southern California. Lets put it this way, its a Make-Out Point were everybody clears out before 10pm. Place is bad mojo, major bad mojo.

The other night (right after reading the entirety of this thread mind you), My girlfriend and I had just gone to bed, so my mind was still winding down as it were, when suddenly the sound system our TV was plugged in to started up for about 5 seconds, the sound system that doesnt make any noise unless the TV is on, which it was not (or at least shouldnt have been, it was off when we went to bed, and off when I got up to investigate)

Needless to say I went through every room of the house, turning the lights on before entering, and making doubly sure that the sound system (which was turned on, my GF said she forgot to turn it off) and TV were off.

Not really anything super creepy, just quite odd, and somewhat unnerving given I had been reading this thread.

Also, the TV was faulty - most of the time when it turned on it didn't display anything except blocks of colour on the entire screen, going from purple to green to blue to red to 4 horizontal bars, and one time I joked that it must be possessed, and threatened it that I would fetch a bible, and it started working...sorta glad that TV is gone now...

Other than that, I don't believe I have had a *proper* supernatural experience, although I do occasionally get the "something is wrong here feeling", my GF is a believer though, and my mum said she has seen the spirits of dead relatives when my sister was a baby, because they had died before she was born, and wanted to see her.

del'Vhar wrote:Needless to say I went through every room of the house, turning the lights on before entering, and making doubly sure that the sound system (which was turned on, my GF said she forgot to turn it off) and TV were off..

Cause you never know, there might just be a gremlin in your house.

del'Vhar wrote:And one time I joked that it must be possessed, and threatened it that I would fetch a bible, and it started working...sorta glad that TV is gone now....

That is awesome and pretty damn creepy.

del'Vhar wrote:Other than that, I don't believe I have had a *proper* supernatural experience, although I do occasionally get the "something is wrong here feeling", my GF is a believer though, and my mum said she has seen the spirits of dead relatives when my sister was a baby, because they had died before she was born, and wanted to see her.

That's deep, your family wanting to see the new kid. That is pretty cool.

After reading this creepy thread, I thought I should contribute...

This was three years ago, and I was currently staying in my Cousin's house in Liverpool, England at the time.
This wasn't just any house, but was infact a 19th century terrace-house.
The house used to scare me, because I used to get funny feelings on the old landing, and footsteps would be heard from below in the living room.
Anyway, it was late at night, and the room was very hot, I woke-up due to a strange clammy feeling, as I raised my head, I was astonished to see a shadow lying/sitting at the end of my bed.
I was astonished by this, and gazed at it wearily, trying to rule out the fact that I was dreaming, only to discover I wasn't.
The entity appeared to be that of a sickly child in old-fashioned clothing, the child had dark skin with gruesome sores/cuts on his arms and face.
The child also appeared to be feverish and ill, yet it continued to stare at the wall.
At the time I felt s great sense of sorrow for the child, I wasn't really scared, because it felt natural.
I eventually fell asleep, and woke-up early to tell my family about the strange encounter, I was totally freaked out afterwards.

I was cruising over the side of a big sunken japanese transport ship with all these big window sections cut along the side.

See, already you've f-ed up big time. Who dives near wrecks like this? Seriously, what is that all about?

Now, I realize that people do it all the time, and some people even go inside the wreck, but let me assure you, this is the SCARIEST GODDAMN THING IN THE HISTORY OF SCARY, GOD and DAMN.

What is wrong with people?

It's a scientific fact that all shipwrecks are full of rotting corpses and sharks. Some also have animated rotting shark corpses.

But seriously, if you're in Truk, and this is a Japanese ship, you can pretty safely assume that there are at least a few dead dudes in the boat. Granted, they probably are long gone by now, but you're swimming around, all jolly, next to a boat that had corpses in it, for sure.

Again, this is not something you can do, and then come crying to the rest of us when you're killed by sea zombies. Especially because then you'd also be a sea zombie, but not in the sea.

Why can't you follow rules, sea zombie?

Phryxis wrote:Why can't you follow rules, sea zombie?

Nice! I haven't read this thread in awhile and I started reading your post Phryxis and I was thinking, who does this guy think he is, then I finshed it and cracked up laughing!

Brains...Brains....BRAINS....

Right so... In Greece every able bodied male has to spend a year doing military service. So there I am on a cold a cold spring night armed to the teeth doing sentry duty on the camp perimeter on a mountain somewhere . The place is pitch dark (no moon) but i know there is a ruin of an small instruction amphitheater 30 meters from my post (greek army regulations: you can't distance more than 50 metres from your post.) and no other cover. So there i am at about 3am boring myself to death. When i notice two little glows in the ruin, like ciggarettes being smoked. I advance carefully and when i got close (mind the ruin is actully shape like a 1.5 m tall 6m wide pile of debris) I light my torch and shout for identification.... There is nothing in the visibe ruin. Nobody... just two siggarette stubs down still smoking. No running feet, no sound other than bugs and an owl, nothing. I start feeling spooked and retreat to my post and radio the roving patrol to keep an eye out. Quite a tense change of shifts later and i go back to bed.
The next morning i was called by the Lt in charge of the watch and he asked me what i had seen to make me use the radio. I told him and he answered by telling me why the amphitheater is a ruin. It appears that during a break of a night drill a couple of Lts were enjoying a smoke out of the wind. Our M113s where parked on the ridge in a line awaiting orders, with the motor running and the infantry dismounted. So one of them got loose, got down the steep slope and crushed into the back of the amphitheater throwing a big block of concrete on the Lts who got crushed. I corroborated his story later and found out that the 2-4 shift on that post was considered a spooky post...
I am glad i left that place quickly...

Well, Bunnyman bridge is up around NoVa(northern virginia) and is supposedly haunted.

The story goes that anybody caught underneath the bridge at midnight will be killed and I think there has been some cases when this has come true. The killing is usually a slit of the throat, evisceration with a long cut down the middle, and the hanging from the bridge itself using either the vines on the bridge or the intestines of the victim.

Other cases have a man dressed in a bunny costume attacking people near the bridge or on the property by either smashing windshields or other sorts of mayhem.

While it is highly unlikely that this is true, nobody's really been willing to try it.

halonachos wrote:Well, Bunnyman bridge is up around NoVa(northern virginia) and is supposedly haunted.

The story goes that anybody caught underneath the bridge at midnight will be killed and I think there has been some cases when this has come true. The killing is usually a slit of the throat, evisceration with a long cut down the middle, and the hanging from the bridge itself using either the vines on the bridge or the intestines of the victim.

Other cases have a man dressed in a bunny costume attacking people near the bridge or on the property by either smashing windshields or other sorts of mayhem.

While it is highly unlikely that this is true, nobody's really been willing to try it.

I doubt the attacks near the bridge are "real", most likely being some crazy dude who thought it was funny to spook some people, but the other things sound creepy.

Platuan4th wrote:
As for the 3:33 AM theory, it's a fallacy put forth by the writers of the movie as Catholics and Fundamentalist Christians(as well as others) believe he died around 3 PM, suffering for only 3 hours(being placed on the cross around noon).

A tad late, but wasn't it around 9am? I was under the impression "the third hour" was by Roman standards, and the Roman day started at 6am.

Gah, I keep getting the feeling I'm being watched, and my mom left the fan out in the middle of the floor, and everytime I turn my head to see if I am being watched that fan freaks me out....

I meet this girl at a summer camp, and we are sitting out quite late and suddenly she leaps back a little.
Classic 'something on my face' moment but anyway. She says that theres an orb floating directly above
me. And suddenly I get a huge chill up my back. This girl says she sees ghosts, and to be honest I would
believe she definitely sees something. Creepier still, I'm walking back to the dorms through a brightly lit
area and I keep getting the feeling that something not so good is right behind me. That place most
definitely had something going on.

^^ Total ghost of an Axe-murderer. You're lucky you didn't end up in a sequel.

Or prequel.

Khornholio wrote:^^ Total ghost of an Axe-murderer. You're lucky you didn't end up in a sequel.

Or prequel.

Or a trilogy. Whole different set of rules there.

fallen_wolfborn wrote:

Khornholio wrote:^^ Total ghost of an Axe-murderer. You're lucky you didn't end up in a sequel.

Or prequel.

Or a trilogy. Whole different set of rules there.

This is very important!!!!

DID YOU HAVE SEX WITH SAID GIRL!!!!!

Its a matter of life and death!

No man. Shes 14 amd im 15. Too young.

fallen_wolfborn wrote:No man. Shes 14 amd im 15. Too young.

few close one!!!

(was really just following allong with the horror movie rules....)

fallen_wolfborn wrote:No man. Shes 14 amd im 15. Too young.

no such thing

Brother Heinrich wrote:

fallen_wolfborn wrote:No man. Shes 14 amd im 15. Too young.

no such thing

QFT

Hey not legal, therefore creepy and not in a good way.

fallen_wolfborn wrote:Hey not legal, therefore creepy and not in a good way.

Legality is an issue for those without time machines

I submit to the time machine. Still creepy.

When you wake up, and she is still in the bed!!! AAAAGGGHHHHH

Ok you're annoying me now.

fallen_wolfborn wrote:Ok you're annoying me now.

That was in no way directed at you sir!

Whaa?

When I woke up, she was still there! AAAAAAAAGH!
And I was like "I have to leave now, I have to go somewhere."
And she was like, no it's ok, I'll drive you!" AAAAAAAAAGH!

Slarg232 wrote:When I woke up, she was still there! AAAAAAAAGH!
And I was like "I have to leave now, I have to go somewhere."
And she was like, no it's ok, I'll drive you!" AAAAAAAAAGH!

Then i was like its ok its on the other side of town!
Then she was like its ok, my sons day care is on the way

AAAGHGHAHGAHGa
aGHAHGAGHAHGa

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH