What The Most Eerie Experience You've Ever had
Falling into your wing while paragliding is called 'gift wrapping' and turns you into a dirt torpedo pic.twitter.com/oQFKsVISkI— Mental Videos (@MentalVids) March 15, 2023
Falling into your wing while paragliding is called 'gift wrapping' and turns you into a dirt torpedo pic.twitter.com/oQFKsVISkI— Mental Videos (@MentalVids) March 15, 2023
I have a vague memory of seeing upside down faces on my turned off tube television back in the 90s when I was a child, usually what appeared to be faces, and they were always just faint and white. One that I remember looked like a jester grinning ear to hear with a pointed hat on.
>One that I remember looked like a jester grinning ear to hear with a pointed hat on.
I had a dream that I accidentally cooked one of my older sister's friends and she came out of the oven looking like a grinning jester head on a stick. What a fucking nightmare that was.
Yeah, those look like the scratches I saw on 20/20 or whatever show was doing an episode on hauntings. They're always straight lines like that. Spooky.
Near-death experiences can cause a heightened state. Possible explanation. Maybe you ran over one of those Harry Potter things.
I was playing with a pendulum at a cemetery the other night. This is what happened.
>Sitting in my car
>Asking the pendulum questions, it's corresponding
>Start feeling a tingling sensation on my back, like there's a hair in the back of my bra or something
>Reach into my shirt to pull it out
>Feel that the area where I thought there to be a hair is actually red and swollen
>Leave the cemetery
>Feel the area a day or two later
>Feel two long scabs on my back
>I was at my Mom's today and I asked her to take a look for me
>Sure enough, I've got two scratches on my back
So I'm pretty sure I got scratched by some spirit or entity. The marks are a little hard to see in the pic.
I don't know where else these could've come from, I haven't had anything touch my back that would've caused these recently and I don't wear wire bras.
that’s a man thigh
It's not a thigh, goober
Tits or gtfo
Fucking leave redditor, this isn't /b/, plus she isn't seeking attention.
You dumb, dumb motherfucker.
Same applies here you cretinous newfag.
You heard the man, tits, time stamp or GTFO!
this is the pot calling the kettle black
He's the redditor you beta orbiter homosexual?
This a blue board, you fucking coom dripping goblin.
those are cat scratches, man
>I want you to know that I jerked off to that, had lotion on my dick and everything, long stroking my 7 inch willy squirting skeet all over my room looking at this, I outsourced the Jergen's from japan, I had the special edition lube
>2Y 4X GD
you might've caught some ringworms in the cemetery. better have that looked at
why doesnt your back have a spine anon?
You posting tits or what?
YWNBAW troon. You should shave that fucking gorilla back next time you publicly post a picture of it too. Disgusting.
LULZ has females on here?
mostly we lurk bc we always get the same response
I also hate women
demons tend to brand their victims. shit is about to get weird for you anon.
That's a thigh and those look like cat scratches 0/10
>walking through the mist on acid with company
>we are actually walking on a military firing range but it's allowed
>hear what can only be giant trolls yelling hidden in the mist
probably just some military boombox spoops
>Headed to work, it's still dark out
>I hit a curve in the road
>Accidentally nudge my hand on the wheel with my knee, swerve a bit
>Thank God that I didn't wreck, nervously laughing to myself
>From the right side of the road, a shadowy figure enters the beam of my headlights
>It's slowly walking towards the middle of the right lane
>It's inky black and there's a shadowy aura that trails behind it as it moves
>Too panicked to react, think I'm about to hit someone
>I end up passing right through it
>Heart is pounding so hard that I feel like I'm on the verge of a heart attack, nearly in tears the rest of the ride to work
One-time or extremely rare occurrence of symptoms of schizophrenia, psychosis or similar (such as shadow beings, phantom voices, etc.) occur in many people. Especially in times of massive stress and massive lack of sleep.
I wouldn't doubt that it was a manifestation of some form of schizophrenia/psychosis or sleep deprivation, it was an insanely stressful time in my life.
I was working as a janitor at a warehouse about a year ago, the team manager and the rest of the janitorial squad use walkies to communicate.
>Be janitoring the break room
>A woman's voice comes through the walkie
>Sounds either panicked or in pain
>"Someone help! Someone help me please!"
>Manager radios me to ask if I'm alright (I'm a woman, he thought it was me on the radio)
There were no accidents in the warehouse that day that I know of, I still don't know what that was.
Couldn't that of just been someone fucking with you on the channel? I was on a hike years ago with a walkie and somehow I picked up on a schools walkie convo between staff, where I then began to fuck with them. Just throwing it out there, not sure of your setup at the time
OP is a youtuber from reddit looking for stories to put into a text-to-speech converter so he can upload them on youtube for other redditors to enjoy
last time I said it in a thread, OP replied that he was not gonna do that
guess what next day the thread is on youtube
got a link or channel name to back that up? just curious.
the one I noticed was midnight broadcast I think
Which text to speech converter?
Exactly what it sounds like. A robot voice reading text, that faggy YouTubers then turn into videos
>New age 2 sm4rt 4 M3
I'll bite, sad but probably true but it is about all you can expect from the new age.
>Inb4 shut up poor fag
I got a personal experience.
>Decide to go on a camping trip because why not
>Find myself a nice camping spot in the sticks
>Late at night decide to heat up some beans
>Hear something in the bush rustling around when I put the beans on the fire
>Few minutes later beans are done
>Take them and put first spoonful of beans in my mouth
>Hear "DIESER NIGGA ISST BOHNEN"
>It sounds like a broken version of Hitler
>But Hitler is died?!?!!?
>I fire 20 rounds from my sks randomly into the woods
>God bless America.gnp
>Hear screaming of children in distance
>Oh God Oh Fuck Hitler issummoning dead israeli babies to eat my penis
>I tactically tactically run to my car and drive home
>Next day I hear in the news that at a campsite near where I was A child was found deqad from gun shot wounds
>Must have been skinHitler
I have no explanation for the things I saw that evening other than the supernatural. Im just glad I made it out alive.
you killed a kid %1000
Had it not been for your swift and calm actions Hitlersquatch would've killed more children.
Dis nigga eating beans! Gas him!
My Hat Man experience. It was fucking terrifying and felt way more real than any other sleep paralysis I've had (6 episodes I can remember).
I wrote it off as a night terror and it didn't fuck with me until 18 years later (2020) when I had seen a post about it on here; I realized what I had seen was pretty common and everyone who has had a real experience with him knows the fucking terror he invokes.
Nothing terrifying really happened but he just seemed to be able to control all aspects of me (paralysis, couldn't move eyes, nor even blink, invoked sheer terror on first sight, laid me back bend 90 degrees at my knees while they were still planted).
At the end of it all, he got in my face, in such a way that all my vision was pitch black and it was like I just blanked out on thoughts for hours (close your eyes and literally don't think of anything for a couple seconds, it was that for hours, conscious but literally zero thoughts.
When I woke up and was fucking shocked that I was alive and just pretty confused about what the fuck happened
What is Hat Man? You reminded me of my experience since I was thinking amongst my eerie experiences before posting, so will go with this one.
Because I saw shadow person/Hat Man (it had a hat), except this wasn't sleep time for me. It was straight up awake-time, at evening. Rooms were lit up in general, but this one was dark and I naturally flipped the light switch to turn it on, because you know, normal daily living. Except when I did, a perfectly black (but slightly fuzzy) silhouette of a man was sitting on the bed. Yes, with a hat silhouette too. Just sitting there at the edge. Full shadow, within full light now, for a good half minute as I stared and wondered wtf so it isn't even like "your eyes are getting used to the light." I decided to approach, but then he stood up. Just casually stood up as I made my way to him. And then faded. Like, into thin air, just faded gradually and seamlessly. Didn't do anything to me, didn't paralyze or terrorize me, nothing. But the thing is that this wasn't a near-death experience, nor was this a small glimpse out of the corner of the eye. The fucker was in full view. For a long ass time. Just EXISTING there. Then when I approached, he just stood up and fazed out of reality, the air didn't feel any different when I waved my hand through it, nor did he reappear when I switched the lights on and off. It's eerie to me because it was just so obvious and certain, yet at the same time nothing at all happened.
The Hat Man is a recurring figure among Shadow People. I've heard it mentioned that he somehow conveys an air of authority sometimes, like he's their boss, mainly by orientation and visual symbolism.
>select cash back even thought I never done it before
>fake the bus to my university
>it was bus heading the orher direction and the end of line
>out in the boonies without data
>find a couple guys heading to university
>they expect me to pay money
>coincidentally I have 10 dollars in cash
>Realize I'm still me
>Out of money for alcohol or smokes
Yeah, pretty fucking terrifying.
>photo of anon making this post
How'd you know?!?!
G-get away from me, you remote viewer!
happened recently. while recovering from COVID i read about some abusive boarding schools or whatnot that parents would send their kids to and one cop's crusade to uncover the truth. it struck a chord in me. that night i had a dream i was stuck in a store bathroom with my child self hovering over my head. eventually i got back home and asked my dad where my mom was. "she's at church." kept questioning him until he told me i wasn't making any sense. then it hit me. "this is a dream."
i woke up and for once in a long time felt like cleaning my room. made a bunch of preparations since i had a surgery coming up. surgery (painkillers, technically) caused me to have a fecal impaction, suffered through it for a few days (stuck in the bathroom... like in the dream) without eating any food (the fasting did weird stuff to my mind) and the trip to the ER gave me a near-death experience. the painkillers i was on caused severe constipation and withdrawals, on top of the sleep deprivation, which made me manic.
ANYWAY... i felt good after surviving that painful fecal impaction, but my mental health was bad. i started to have anxiety attacks and told my mother about what was bothering me, and that's when i remembered childhood me from the dream. to avoid the anxiety attack i needed to lie on the floor (relaxes your muscles) and watch a wholesome disney movie from my childhood, so i could breathe better and cultivate good vibes.
a day later i walk into my parents' room and dad is there on the bed again. he's talking to my mom in the bathroom. he says (about another woman) "she's at church." i just about shit bricks when i heard that. i was finally at the end of my dream... the nightmare was finally over. what if that meant i'd die that night? suffered another really bad anxiety attack and it was over. i slept for the whole night, first time in a week.
prophetic dreams are real and my whole family has been known to have them but i never knew i'd get one 1/2
so unexplainable. it was like god sent me a cryptic vision of my future tribulations. this story, unlike much of what you will read on this board, is not made up. i have never experienced something like this before. reverse causality? visions of the future? something happened. before this i had not had any supernatural experiences but the night i came home from the ER i thanked god and discovered my faith.
a word of advice: when you're scared, find your inner child and return to a time when you felt safe, and if you're a believer then pray. psychology is a powerful tool for healing.
oh yeah, forgot to mention that the COVID resulted in huge sleep loss and so i was already experiencing a deficit of sleep. seems like lack of sleep played the biggest role in this.
not eerie but when my mom killed herself i was out camping with my friends and i woke up at the exact time that her estimated time of death was and had this sudden urge to really go home...tried getting a friend to drive me home and yeah idk if thats genetics or not but ya
you poor thing. the only explanation for this, in my mind, must be spiritual. i mean that's why you're here on /x/, right? you want to believe. that's why i came here years ago. the mystery.
anyways, hope you're doing better, friend. can't imagine the pain of losing a mother.
when my dad died, i was at work and feeling forlorn because he was sick for a while and we knew he was gonna go, but the day it happened in october i was carrying tools back to my truck as the day was over and there was this one tree right in front of my truck.
i look up and see a crow fly and land on this tree. then another crow flew up and landed by the first one. then more and more crows started flying up to to this tree and sitting in it. this kept happening until about 100 or more crows were sitting in this ONE tree, not any tree around it but only this one that my truck was under. the tree was black with crows it was completely filled up with them.
i just stood there watching this scene unfold and i knew instantly they were telling me my dad had passed along to the other side.
i tear up just thinking about it again, it really was so healing and soothing to my soul, and it was so spectacular to see
That's a poignant yet comforting experience, thanks for sharing it.
Death and nature has a magical connection-
Not my story but my aunts- she was alone in her older house in a nice part of town, husband at work and kids at school. She had a weird feeling and began to walk to her upstairs bedroom from the kitchen.
When she started walking up the stairs she saw an old man at the top looking confused and sad.
She recognized him from a picture when she toured the house as the previous owner, dead, and his wife was living her last days in a nursing home.
She told the man she likes the house and they ended up living there almat twenty years or more after but also told him his wife is okay and at a hospital nearby. He smiled walked into the bedroom and was gone when she got in there.
She called the daughter/son of the owner and they were crying and said their mother/the wife had just passed away.
No one knows how it all works andnwhat all this is but ive seen one before, an old man in a dif house many states away and know they are real. You can feel the ones who cant show you themselves too.
Life is a giant soul cage or something
>i woke up at the exact time that her estimated time of death was
The same thing happened to my mother both when my grandmother and grandfather died
i lived in a trailer and the door is like 7-8 feet away from the bathroom. i was showering and heard someone walk in and start walking around the kitchen. thought it was my dad so i called out for him, heard footsteps walk up to the bathroom door and stop, then nothing at all after that. i get out and there's no one there, and i never heard anyone leave
the same thing happened months later, but i heard someone say "oops" right after opening the door, SAW the daylight come in through the open door, then saw it be shut. walked up to the window next to the front door but saw no one walking away, didn't even hear a car drive off. they would've had to be really fucking fast to have gotten out of there before i walked a few feet over to the window to look out and see who it was
and recently, the exact same thing happened, it's been years since the last incident. i started locking my bathroom door when i shower for this reason and i'm so fucking glad i did, because i heard someone try the doorknob. i didn't hear anything after that though, no footsteps or anything
dunno what the hell it is, i have no rational explanation for it to this day, i'm convinced there's a pervy ghost that tries their luck occasionally
got any wall-mounted mirrors? paintings? hollow wall panels? there could legitimately be someone living in your walls.
well the current house is being remodeled and there's a panel missing allowing you to see into part of one of the walls, i guess you could get in through there
the trailer had some skirting removed so you could feasibly get underneath the house and squat there, i guess
but i don't really see that as a rational explanation because what squatter would go 2 hours away to squat in the same person's house? plus i haven't had an experience like this since moving from that trailer and i only had a similar experience to it very recently, thus ghost hypothesis
might be a sneaky tweaker. they can move mighty fast and silently. they're used to that lol
>entire weekend of drinking alone
>takes like three days for me to recover from so much alcohol abuse from previous weeks
>wake up in the middle of the night suddenly
>+ sakes, shivers, cold sweating from withdrawals
>can't even move my eyes but they're open
>can see shadowy figure peaking out from behind a wall in basement
>can't focus on it, can only use peripherals
>basically screaming in my head for my body to move as this thing seemingly won't take it's gaze off me
I think that was like a decade ago and I think I might have passed out from fright because I don't remember how I got out of it's gaze.
i encountered a sasquatch while hiking alone in the northern cascades. staring into this things eyes was the most eerie thing that i’ve experienced in my life.
the sasquatch ended up saving my life that day after i got lost on the mountain.
been hiking for years before and since and nothing even remotely strange close to this has ever happened
how'd he save your life exactly? did he lead you back to the trail?
yep. i was being followed by tree knocks while i was lost, from both the left and right of the mountain.
i sat down after about an hour and just asked in my head for the sasquatch to help me find my way home. i knew they were following and i’ve read the reports about telepathy/mindspeak with these beings so i decided to try it because i had nothing to lose at that point.
wasn’t expecting anything and felt kinda silly after doing it but anyway i’m sliding this steep gulley, still lost, when over my right shoulder i heard the loudest ROAR i’ve ever heard. it shook my entire chest and was so terrifying my body just reacted and i turned left to get away as fast as possible from whatever made that roar. it sounded like a lion/dragon.
anyways now im heading left instead of heading down, and im running and stumbling for probably about 100 yards until i kinda slow down and catch my breath and look and don’t see anything, so im making my way heading left and i reach this small cliff and look down and there’s the trail below.
After hiking the trail a ways i turned and looked into that gulley where i was lost and about 30 yards from where i heard the roar, the mountain fell away steeply into these shale/gravel cliffs and there’s no way i would’ve seen it and there was nothing to grab on to.
even when i was in the gulley the mountainside was so steep i was holding on to bushes not to fall.
whatever made that roar at that EXACT moment that forced me to turn left, saved me from breaking my legs/neck/dying.
When I was a 12 I was scared one night cause I felt this evil presence, I hid under the covers trying to work up enough courage to run to the light to turn it on cause I really had to use the bathroom, after about a couple hours I finally ran for the light and when I flicked it on the bulb burnt out, I screamed and nearly gave myself a concussion trying to fling open the door to the bathroom.
i think that evil presence is your hormones making you feel super sensitive about everything. i had it to at that age. i remember sleeping in my bedroom and never thought anything spoopy about it then all of a sudden i'm lying in bed and i'm 12 and i hear the dog next door howling like it always does but this time i think there's a ghost outside my window or some shit and couldn't take it anymore. i had to sleep on the floor next to my parents for months after that
Having a dream where I was boiled alive by giants. No bullshit.
Me in a pot of stew along with several other people, severed limbs floating all around. and the broth was so thick, it was made with our blood, I could only hear muffled screams. The one thought going through my head was "why.....why? Why cook us alive?"
Right before I woke up, I heard them say;
"Because they taste better."
I was 12, dude. What the fuck.
Well... What DID it taste like?
Kinda bitter, to be honest. Lmfao.
lol that's fucked up... But uh... Also sounds about right? I guess. I've never eaten people.
Aren’t you boiled alive in hell
>Be me in 2019
>Working at and living in the haunted Hotel Galvez in Galveston, Texas
>Wake up one morning to go to work
>As my eyes open, a shadowy figure in the bed next to me vanishes
>Too tired to care, mind is on getting to my office down the hall
>Wake up to my hotel room phone calling the front desk loud as fuck on speaker
>Angrily get up and hang up the phone
Another nother night:
>Experience sleep paralysisfor the first time in five years
>Barely remember the circumstances, but still wasn't scared even when this happened
Altogether I've spent 6 months living in that hotel over the course of 15 months. The first two experiences were unique to my stays there, let alone my existence. The sleep paralysis was just weird. I only had it prior when I was 19 like 3 times over the course of a couple months, then five years later at the hotel. These experiences didn't phase or scare me too bad, not like my experience doing the same job in Italy. It wasn't paranormal, it just scared the shit out of me.
>Italy in 2019, living at a secluded beautiful resort
>Past midnight in my big dark hotel room
>In bed on my phone when suddenly something bangs my window
>Get up to look with nothing in sight
>I'm two stories above the mountain road
>Can't sleep, so I call my family in America
Interesting. What do you do for work
I miss /xk/ stories. Thanks for sharing anon. That would spooped me too
I was a conference manager. Ran science conferences of 80 to 200 people each week. (I was the logistics guy/liason.) Was gonna do it again this year, but I couldn't find an assistant I wanted, plus they only have New England venues available right now. Next year is a maybe.
Sounds like a fun job. I used to work out of hotels/in hotels all the time and have always loved hearing stories about them. I remember staying at a hotel in Virginia that was supposed to be haunted once (built on a Civil War battlefield) and just praying for a paranormal experience kek
I never really hoped for an experience while I was alone in bed, but I'm glad these happenings didn't phase me. Being tired really makes you not care.
Once when I was a kid I couldn't sleep, so I was looking at the wall in a very dim light. From the wall, a small head of an elderly man appeared. He was greenish-blue (like a stereotypical phantasm/ghost) and had his eyes closed. I got out of bed, and looked at it. It didn't seem to be a hallucination because I could see the whole thing and I was looking all around. I tried touching it and my hand passed through. After a minute or so it dissipated.
Not scary but extremely strange.
This is interesting, I want to believe you.
How dark was room?
Presuming it happened, could you have been dreaming?
> be me hunting a couple years back
>it’s getting late so I’m walking back to my campsite
> the silence is deafening as I walk balk until somethings catches my eye
> I think I see a deer in a clearing ahead between some heavy brush
>stalk my way up down wind
>as I get closer I see something is wrong with the deer.
>I get closer I see the deer is shaking violently as it stands in place
>I finally breach the trees and see not just one deer but several, and not just deer
>various different animals almost standing in a circle shaking violently with their heads down facing towards a large ordinary rock
>the shaking gets so bad you can hear the stress on some of their bodies with cracks and weird squeaks from joints
>feel so violently I’ll I vomit immediately
>decide to bug out, don’t know why I just remember being so fucking terrified and my adrenaline being so violent I’m pretty sure I ran for miles in the dark.
As I was running away after panic packing up my camp I remember hearing a choir of various animals making distress calls. I sometimes still get a light feeling similar to the one that night sometimes at night when I’m near the woods
You were there just before animal mutilations took place.
I work in a large indoor firearms range as both a trainer and a range officer. Approximately two years ago we had a very disturbed 23 year old kid come in and rent a firearm. He walking onto Lane 1, put the gun in his mouth, and took his life. A week ago we all got our quarterly blood test reports and I’m the only current range employee who is at a safe level to continue maintaining the range. The owner asked if I would stay late that night on my own and do some maintenance which I agreed to for the overtime. I worked in there for a while shoveling brass casings, rewiring pulleys, and sweeping the floor before finally calling it a night. As I walked out I said the same thing we say every night “goodnight *****” which is the name of the young man who committed suicide there (I won’t post it out of respect). I flipped off all the lights and walked out. As I went to grab my bags I realized I left my hat and respirator on the range on Lane 1. I decided against better judgement to walk back out onto the range with all the lights still off using my phone as a flashlight. The second I grabbed my hat and mask I got the most unexplainable feeling all over my body. i Slowly began walking back towards the range door and as I do I could hear the clink of a brass casing falling into a collection spot on the floor. I have never ran so fast in all of my life. I’m sure it was just paranoia and the brass noise could have just been a casing resettling from the top of a pile I had made. It was extremely uncomfortable though. We have many customers who come in and refuse to shoot on Lane 1, as well as female coworkers who refuse to clean out there by themselves.
Fucking embarrassing, mate.
You can't even say nagger with a hard R. I'll chew off your foreskin and blow bubbles with it homosexual
Unrelated to your creepy experience, but can you explain the blood levels thing? I'm confused about that part.
I assume they're speaking about lead content in your blood. Ammunition primers contain a form of lead that is highly absorbed by your lungs. People who frequent/work at indoor gun ranges often have dangerous levels of lead in their blood and have to take time away to keep they're levels safe.
Oh thank you.
He was the guy of the webm posted here periodically? They guy who shot and then shot himself in the mouth.
When I was a kid I had constant nightmares of being in my bed and hearing a woman whispering out of view, and occassionally saw a shadowy figure standing nearby but my vision was bad without glasses so the figure was blurry/pixelated.
It was so bad that I was scared of going to sleep because I knew it would happen every night and when I woke up during the dreams something felt off, eventually it stopped but I almost miss that fear in a way because I don't think they were trying to harm me, it felt like the woman was trying to tell me something.
>start new job
>Few weeks in given new company laptop
>Forget my lunch one day so decided to Uber Eats
>Open up webpage and hit "use current location"
>Current location is set to my old house, on my old street that I lived in for about a decade
>Even weirder is the street and house number no longer exist as the street name was changed and the house was demolished and turned into a duplex
>How the fuck did the computer set my old address as the current location
Ubereats keeps it in cache.
I remember sitting on the floor playing one of those n64 carts with all the arcade games on it as a kid and suddenly being aware of the complete white noise silence in my room over the sound of the TV and sprinting the fuck out of there and into the living room where my perants were hanging out. I had to convince my dad to go back in there with me so I can continue playing my game
>12 years old
>sitting on the roof of my Mom's rented duplex
>hear voices on the wind
>don't stop hearing them for 20 years
Ive had a few waking dreams that convince me ive skipped across a few dof timelines.
I also took a hero dose of lsd in my late teens so generally question everything- like am i still just sitting on that couch? Did i get hit by a car crossing the street and im just dreaming this while the ambulance is taking me to the hospital? What were those visions of the apocalypse i had? Why have other people who have taken equally heroic doses seen similar eery changes in how people act or are depicted- robotic/caregiving cyborgs….
Is this all just a simulation by our ai robotics grandchildren to care for a few thousand remnants of the old human race? Sort of a matrix grandfather simulation?
Meh im gonna go wake n bake, got some 35% weed, rock and roll baby
I guess mine has to do with life itself but in hindsight I was in a really terrible funk from the ages of like 17 - 22ish
At the time I just operated like normal but looking back I was pretty obviously miserable and destroying myself subtly over a long period of time. The "eerie" part is that I was entirely unaware of it happening and was just "going with the flow", but now that I'm older and I've mellowed out / life is good I can look back and be like "what the fuck was that?"
I'm going to blame hormones and just bad habits from teenage / childhood bleeding over into adulthood. I suppose I "grew up" and I'm better off for it. It's just really bizarre to think that there's loads of other people like me who are probably suffering day in and day out without even being aware of it. You couldn't have snapped me out of it, it's legitimately like I was in a trance like state for 6 years or so.
Nowadays life is just... good? In a way it never was back then. Maybe I had a literal demon sucking my soul for 6 years.
this feels too real
It’s literally the most brain dead shit in this thread besides the crow furry.
>I felt weird and negative during my late adolescence
>now that I look back with the clarity and wisdom of having a fully operational adult brain, I can see I was making bad decisions
>my young and immature self was doing things I wouldn’t do now??
>Things are better now because I grew up and got my life together
>it was probably hormones
>wait, never mind. That couldn’t be true.
>it was so bizarre and just, like, totally out there, ya know? Just wayyy out of the ordinary
>but also it’s very common
>I was technically an adult so nobody could force me to make good decisions
>nobody said anything so obviously they didn’t notice how unique I was
>there’s absolutely NO WAY they realized my age and said nothing because it’s common and they knew it’s grow out of it like everybody else
>I must have been in, like, a trance, man. You get it? It was so weird. Also common tho.
>I have a fully functional brain now so I see things differently and with better perspective
>I wasn’t able to do that with my brain as it was then
>but I can do it now
>I think it was demon
>sucking by soul, man
>my soul is definitely worth sucking as it was so uncommon
>totally abnormal and definitely relevant to this thread.
>Absolutely worth typing out and posting.
pic rel; exactly how that poster feels.
So it was the eclipse a few months ago, was sleeping, must have been like 2 or 3am. The eclipse finished here at around 11am but happening elsewhere and stuff. And I woke up not that long into sleep, was dreaming. And I was just sitting there awake in real life. I was defo actually awake. Then I very briefly went into a dream and I saw a naked foot. Then quickly it became a naked man who brutally punched me lol (shockwave) and I woke up straight away. Then I felt numb and tingly especially strong in my face and sat there for about a minute feeling physically strange wondering what's happening.
Then right after that minute of sitting there was a big whooosh rush of wind in real life and the house got like smacked by the sudden huge gust then it went quiet.
Then I stopped feeling numb and tingly right after and went back to sleep soon after.
I was in the woods in AZ like deep in the woods maybe 30 or 40 miles away from any city with a group of 3 friends, it was 1AM and we just got done doing some romping and stopped the car to smoke some weed. Suddenly we heard this crackling sound like the noise the predator makes and a bunch of tree branches started to snap.
Me and the driver looked at eachother looked at each other with pure horror in our eyes and the other two friends who stepped out to pee ran inside the car while screaming to get the fuck out of there. We high tailed it going 60 on a dirt road and could still hear the sounds of the crackling and branches snapping on our way out, still gives me fucking chills.
Also came across a witch hut that had smoke coming out of it deep inside of Buffalo Park, I say witch hut because it had these super strange looking symbols made of wood all over the hut.
>wake up one night
>sit straight up and stare at my door for no reason
>entire house is dead fucking silent, brother slept on the bunk above me and snored but not a peep
>a skeleton with dreads pokes his head around my door and stares at me
>sit there and watch him until he left
>felt zero fear for some reason, didnt feel anything at all, we were just looking at eachother
>go back to sleep
>wake up and remember everything, just thought it was weird
>tell mom about it eventually, she's obsessed with angels and stuff
>she tells me our house is haunted as fuck and used to see angels around the place when i was younger and apparently its why she's obsessed
was wondering if i saw an angel, no idea why it'd look like a rasta skeleton though
>OH GOD ITS ME!
>tryna get back in shape for mountain biking this year
>grab bike and hit one of the easy trails, been there a million times know all the ins and outs
>hitting the faster sections and getting more confident as the ride progresses
>having a general blast
>out super far on the trail away from trail-head, haven't seen anyone on the trail at all
>suddenly, new trail routes appear that weren't there before winter
>get extremely confused and have to stop and assess the situation so I don't get lost
>suddenly, woman comes jogging out of nowhere from one of the new paths, heading the opposite direction
>I say to her "huh, they changed the trails..?"
>she looks at me emotionlessly and keeps running along
>decide fuck it, and pick the farthest right path to keep going
>everything looks different and weird, but eventually I make it back to a part of the path I'm familiar with
>rest of trail is the same
>slog through the remainder uphill portion of the trail
>on my last legs of strength on the hardest uphill part of the course, and the woman appears out of nowhere again, jogging on the trail
>get a better view, she's old, maybe 60, kinda impressed, but there's one thing...
>thinking to myself, "how did she get here so fast!!!"
>ride past her not thinking any more of it, no comments from her, she's running opposite direction of me back into the woods towards the far reaches of the trails.
>Finish ride, and go to pack bike up
>same woman is on far side of parking lot facing towards me from the complete opposite direction of where she was heading.
>Still think nothing about it other than "damn, she must be fast!"
24 hours later
>get on /x/ and start reading skinwalker threads
>start thinking about ride the other day..
I don't really believe in superstitious stuff, and this was probably nothing extraordinary, but the unfamiliar trail section gave me some weird vibes. The weird part is the new parts of the trail looked like they were always there.
You thought you were familiar with the trails, this woman has 60 years of experience on you. She probably had headphones in and didn't hear you the first time you spoke. She "overtook" you by taking a shorter path through the trail, although she does probably run slower than you biking, she could still get ahead of you easily. You're looking for patterns that don't exist, it's common among paranormal noticers. You WANT something /x/ related to happen to you, so your brain puts together events in a way that tells you an /x/ related event happened. Think of a red arrow when you wake up, as you're going about your day, you will see red arrows all over the place. Your perception shapes your reality, even your memories. Don't lose yourself in, "Don't think of a pink elephant"
>OH SHIT I THOUGHT OF A PINK ELEPHANT, EVERYTHING ELSE THIS GUYS SAYS MUST BE TRUE TOO
I was housesitting for my grandma when suddenly the music box on the coffee table started playing. Kept playing for like a minute or so before stopping. I had been propping my legs on the table but they weren’t close to the music box.
My mother sensed that my sister had died.
Eeriest thing ever. She had been in a terrible mood all of the sudden, and was very anxious. She told me she had to call my sister as something "wasn't right".
My mother rang up my sister and my sister's then boyfriend picked up, he was just about to call us and was still dealing with paramedics.
Aneurism, 23, no underlining health issues. Eerie as hell that my mother essentially just felt it? Horrible.
Sorry to hear that, man. Definitely evidence of the paranormal, though. Absolutely no reason (at least as far as science can explain) for how your mother could sense that.
>walking through a park on the way to work juts before noon
>walking up a hill
>get to the top and there is a man dressed in green nuns habit seemingly out of no where
>incoherently humming and blowing dandelions into the breeze into the breeze
>suddenly comes up to me
>"blessed day to you, I am sister flowers"
>nod and smile continue to walk
>"You won't put me in your story but thats fine"
>I am writing a short story at the time
>turn back around doing what hr was before
>people and dogs walking by seem to not notice or pay any attention
Still wonder to this day he was even real.
Well my neighbor pyschologically tortured me for a year all the while claiming he wasn't a terrorist. That was pretty fun.
Greentext it then, homosexual
The voices I hear are usually like whispers in my ear. I have only ever had one exception: a booming voice accompanied by a feeling of burning cold and the flapping of wings.
Not the eeriest experience I had but the one I remember the most. It started with me being at school, it was raining so hard that the teacher could not continue the class because of how loud it was. Then, I remember how everyone turned to look at the window and saw a big wave coming towards us, so everyone begins running to the upper floors. Just as the wave is going to hit my school, I wake up in my bed. I was lying there as always with the sound of the rain and my mother's washing machine in the background. I stand up and check for a window only to see another wave. Then, just before I wake up I see what seemed to be the whole planet in the same situation, with various tsunamies, earthquakes, tornadoes and volcanic eruptions happening all around. Then, I woke up for real. I know it isn't very creepy so to speak but as I said before this is the dream that has stuck with me even now after 16 years.
>be me 10 years ago
>outside bar a little buzzed
>try to light cigarette
>lighter won't work
>guy like picrel walks up
>he says "the day after the happiest day fo your life, the world will end"
>fast forward to today
>my mail-order bride is arriving next wednesday
If I don't fuck up her arrival, we might all die.
Seems creepy, but we've all seen those posts that are like, "Wouldn't it be really funny to get a group of friends and repeatedly bump into some dude saying, 'Wake up' to make him freak out." Same deal, some dude saw the opportunity and played the scariest prank on you, light your cigarette when you needed it, say some vague shit designed to trip you up thinking about it. If you can accept that, it's your duty to go out on the town some night, drift by another random stranger, light his cigarette, and say, "Your father will die exactly a week after you ejaculate for the final time" implanting this same fear within him, he will wonder every single time he jacks off, has sex, or otherwise engages in sexual activity.
>Is this it?
>The last time I ejaculate, and the death sentence for my father?
Trust me dude, pass it on.
that’s hilarious. im definitely going to do this
idk if thats eerie but i have had a lot of weird experiences with coincidences or whatever
Once i was reading this book called the magic mountain by Thomas Mann and after i finished it i went to hang out with my grandparents at their bedroom. They were watching TV and there was a tv special going on at that exact moment about the book i had just finished reading. That freaked me out.
On other time, I had a dream about falling in love with some girl i go to uni with. it was an intense dream, but not sexual, and i woke up at 3 am sweating. I asked her out that same week and when we were hanging out i found out she is like exactly the female version of me. we are both vegetarians, like the same music, like the same books and have the same problems with dissociation and extreme clumsyness. I hadn't talked with her before that, so i knew nothing about her beforehand. It was just an extreme coincidence again.7
And there has been a lot more of those experiences. my life is fuckign full of coincidences and i feel like theres someone playing with my reality. I know im mentally ill in some way, but the things that happen are too much to believe it's just the dellusions of a schizo. idk
The crow is my spirit animal.
I made a crow mask with led lights for the eyes.
I looked into a mirror the longer I looked, the more I became crow. I could not break my gaze.
I needed to fly and find more of my kind to be with. When the urge became so strong that I lifted my wings to take off. I snapped back into my human body.
I stood there with my arms outstretched completely. Then the memory of several past lives, both crow and human flashed through my mind.
I was reabsorbed into the crow with my wings outstretched soaring in a glide high in the air.
It was so realistic I was afraid I was trapped in crow form forever. That breif moment of total, absolute, fear, I WAS the crow.
I've had a near death experience before, but this was 10 times more intense. It was a really weird mix of pure abject terror, and comfort with a sensation of feeling accepted and at one with my inner self.
You watched too many Halloween movies as a kid, possibly the Rob Zombie remakes, and you're trying to emulate Michael Myers by hiding behind the mask. Let it go, you can only truly be free when you step from behind the mask.
Absolute LARPing drivel. Your fixation on crows is weird. And I mean that in the most mundane possible way. It’s not unique- many other furries say the exact same thing. Congratulations, you used your imagination. This might be a lot for you to handle but: even the least intelligent and spiritually inclined can do this at will and they don’t even scare themselves. This is not eerie and certainly not paranormal in any way. Please stop posting “otherkin” (read: delusional furry) general threads and find a more suitable community. You are an absolute hylic. There is some comfort in that, though. You cannot perceive beyond the simplest of boundaries so take pleasure in your manicured pasture. It’s not a bad thing.
Pic related btw
>Have estranged daughter
>Constantly on my mind, how is she living, is she happy?
>Stress because I don't have any concrete details on her life
>Swear to myself, "Cock, ASS!" just something I picked up from a movie, funny to me
>Hear a little girls voice, "Daddy said Cock ass!" in the clearest possible way, mind you I work in a room with constant noise, you can barely hear someone talking next to you
>There's no one around me
I felt a genuine connection, like I had somehow reached out and heard my daughter. Even if it was true, what a terrible thing for her to hear from me. Haven't had any similar experiences, but I wonder every day if there's some way to experience that again.
>playing in front yard of grandmas house as a child around 7 or 8
>hairs on the back of neck bristle, feel fear unlike I have ever felt before, no idea why
>feel like I'm being observed by a predator
>man half as tall as the trees (fully grown poplar) is hiding behind them poorly, his body is thicker than it but he's clearly trying to conceal his prescience.
>entire body is jet black, no eyes no face just black in the shape of a man
>run as fast as I can back to the house about 100 feet away, the entire sprint feels like an eternity, just waiting for this thing to grab me from behind in my desperate pointless escape.
>make it inside
>slam door, run around house locking every door and window as my grandmother yells at me and slowly becomes more concerned as she notices I'm locking everything
>fall down and cry after
>see it again 3 years later after I fail to keep up with other kids while I'm walking in oversized rubber boots in the dead of winter down a trail on their property
>after they are out of sight and beyond a corner, get the same feeling, look behind me and its looming directly behind me
>turn and run without a second thought, run through -30 with no boots on in my socks as fast and as hard as I possibly can until I get back to their house.
>mom asks me what happened, tell her I saw giant black monster, they assume I saw a cow and got panicked in the dark.
>cow's don't have arms.
another one I managed to see with an other person
>finish job at pizza place at 3 am.
>go outside to catch a ride home with my driver
>a caddy pulls past us with an old man looking straight ahead that doesn't even acknowledge us
>in the backseat is what looks like an adult sized fetus with its hands pressed against the glass glaring at us and fogging with window with its breath
>driver has panic attack and asks if I saw that
>say it looked just like a clone slug from venture bros.
>don't sleep that night.
Seen UFO's before as well but they were small time
You from Australia or New Zealand?
I have had a few weird ones.
>be me, 7 ish yo
>me and 2 sisters going on family holiday with grandparents
>sleeping in room with 2 sisters
>one sister sits bolt upright and starts speaking what sounds like gibberish/Spanish to me with eyes closed
>think it's weird so leave room to get my mom
>come back with my mom to find my sister surrounded by a ring of talcum powder
>mom just takes her to another room to sleep, nothing was ever said of it
>be me, about 16-17 yo
>living in great grandmas house (she'd passed away)
>great grandma was a well to do god fearing Christian, had bibles
>Earlier that day I'd convinced my dad to buy me absinthe, and was now drinking it alone watching TV into the early hours
>Flipping through channels, this was the audio as I skipped
>First station my name is said "Anon"
>Second station "Stop"
>Next station "Absinthe"
>You can imagine this immediately got my attention but then
>Next station (CSI) "we found traces of her vaginal fluid on the gun barrel"
>At that exact moment there was an earthquake
>clock fell off the wall, broke, stuck at 01:00
>live in the middle of nowhere by myself in west virginia
>wake up one morning and front door is wide open
>weird but not that big of a deal
>door is open again
>get freaked out and put a couch in front of
the door to keep it closed
>next morning door is open and couch is slid across the room
>didnt even wake me up
>move back in with my grandma
I woke up one morning with my front door wide open and all my kitchen knifes where stabbed in place all over my porch.
When I realised that the new religon, brought on by project blue beam is wokeness/identity politics
Crows came and showed me some kind of truth.
Smalley's Inn, Carmel, NY.
>Went there after watching an old episode of Dead Files, describing the haunting
>My mom and I got a booth
>We were talking about the haunting
>At one point the owner came over, and I asked him about the hauntings
>He brought out an album of pictures of ghosts they had photographed in the restaurant, it was cool
>I'm sure he's done that about 10,000 times
>Later, I was holding my phone up, talking to my mom, in case anything happened
>I was talking to my mom when the image suddenly went blurry for about 30 seconds
>And what causes that?
>Something between the phone and the object you're focusing on
>Was it a ghost who appeared and messed up the focus, or was it technical difficulties?
>We'll never know
>Except it was a ghost
Some homeless man knew my name and said I was protected until my moment of importance comes.
A few years ago I had a dream where my best friend came to me and told me that I was going to get fired in one week. Welp wouldn't ya know it. One week later I was layed off.
i keep fucking seeing Ufo's and only on Halloween and devils nights im not drunk either im driving my gf home each time or the ghost motorcycle who vanished when i crested the hill. or street lights turning off as i walk past
Dunno if eerie is the right word. But definitely strange. I've come to this board to ask if anyone can explain.
> Temporarily staying in an older house, just over 100 years old, wooden
> Strange feeling at night once or twice. No reason for this so brush it off
> Today was a warm day came back mid afternoon
> Open front door there's a mirror hanging at the entrance
> It's covered in condensation
> House is comfortable temp
> Check other mirrors and windows too, they're normal. No moisture.
> Touch wall around this mirror, it's really cold
> Check opposite wall. It's normal temp
> Go to the room on the other side of that wall, it's normal temp
No idea what did that. Have never experienced a different temperature in such a localized spot. Leave front door open and watch the moisture slowly disappear.
I'm analytically minded and want a scientific explanation why. But I'm open to other possibilities. Felt no bad vibes
I couldn't find anything similar on google so I had to make a crude sketch.
>teenage years, sleepover with friends at a beach house the rich friend had
>there's another one kind of close to it but we're told it's almost never used by the owner
>we decide to go check it out at night after everyone's gone asleep
>doors are obviously locked, we head back
>another friend (I'll call him Bob) spots a smaller section to the side, connected to the main one by a corridor that has one big window on it
>Bob runs over to it and sees door is unlocked
>we go inside and try to look around with nokia phone flashlights
>it's more like a shed, but there's nothing inside but dust and some sand from the beach
>the door to the corridor is unlocked as well
>we push another friend (I'll call him Jake) ahead to check it out
>halfway through he freezes up and runs back
>Bob laughs at him and goes ahead, same reaction
>what the fuck
>suddenly feel ill halfway through, like something isn't right
>as I'm turning around to head back I see what looks like a few people standing outside through the window
>"Oh fuck, we've been spotted"
>motion to my friends to gtfo and we run out of the place, but there is no one outside
>FFWD about 6-7 years
>at rich friend's house, his mom is talking to us
>she mentions being sad about selling the beach house but it was "uncomfortable"
>ask her why
>says the owner of the house next to it was convicted of killing some random girl he picked up about 2 years ago
>they found him by tracking her phone and it lead to the beach house
>some of her remains were found in the sand, police assumed he threw the body into the sea but the waves washed some of it back
>there was also more DNA around the side house but he denied knowing any of it
>remember the shadow figures on the sand staring at me
The world turned silent, all quiet, and motionless. The leaves in the trees and bushes did not move at all. This lasted for several hours. Shortly before it, eerie music was being played in the train station and the bus driver, who looked like an angry demon, kept staring at me through the mirror.
I'm pretty certain I saw ghosts when I was a child.
I was outside with my parents and saw a weird looking dude by some building, couldn't make out his face but he was wearing a long coat and smoking a cigarette or something. It caught my eye because it was hot outside and he was dressed for winter. He was standing completely motionless for a few minutes, before walking into the wall and disappearing. I was flabbergasted and asked my parents what had happened and they just told me it was impossible for someone to disappear.
When I found out about ghosts from a cartoon show I remembered all the times where I saw people seemingly disappear and freaked the fuck out. My parents were super religious and had 3 priests do some prayers and other stuff and I stopped seeing it after that point, but I still can't tell if that had anything to do with it or if I was too dumb as a kid to see where people had gone.
>on long car ride with mom
>it's real late at night
>cant remember what the car ride was for honestly
>as a kid i used to memorize license plates
>no particular reason, just gave me something to do on long car rides
>memorize this one license plate
>stood out to me because it was some word spelled in 1337speak, like CHR15T0 (not the exact license plate)
>it's on a car on the highway just a bit ahead of us and to the right of my mom's car
>car disappears into the darkness
>lay down and try to fall asleep
>feel an immediate tingle down my back
>my mom has slowed down because there's a fucking massive pile up on the road
>can clearly see a dude half crushed under a car
>license plate is the exact one i memorized
>10th grader still in Boy Scouts because like to camp
>on backpacking trip in Ocala National Forest
>6 dads and 10 6th graders
>in the middle of Ocala National Forest
>20+ miles from nearest road
>hot as balls
>some guy wearing a JanSport backpack and no supplies walks by going the other way
>setup camp a few hours later
>Mr. Jansport comes by and asks for water
>no problem, weirdo
>right before dusk Mr. Jansport comes by again
>"can I camp with you guys?"
>only has JanSport
>"no, i'm staying here"
>dads getting angry
>situation getting tense
>take the kids to a nearby river about 500 yards away
>come back after dark
>"where'd that creepy guy go?"
>don't worry about it
I'm pretty sure they killed him. My dad still refuses to tell me. And I have no clue what that guy was doing in the middle of nowhere with no supplies. He gave off really weird vibes that I can't put into words.
>Ocala National Forest
Nah, don't stress it anon. They probably just gave him a little tune up and sent him on his way. Source: am dad
If you really want to know, hold a gun to your dads head and he'll talk. Probably.
I have so many. It started around 2020 or even earlier. Now I see it as inconveniences. Although, the last time I had "a funny night" they convinced me that I will be tortured
Maybe I shouldn't have taken that piece of fencing from cemetery back to the house.
One time when I was a child I went to the bathroom on my own. Sitting on the toilet I looked behind myself at the window to see a face identical to the character ‘Darth Maul’ staring at me. I don’t recall exactly what happened but I believe, in shock, I finished my business and then hid under a blanket.
After that I always...ALWAYS needed my mother or one of my older siblings to be nearby when I used the toilet at night. I didn’t shake that fear until I was nearing puberty.
Once when I was in a major transitioning point in my life I was leaving home in the middle of the day so my neighborhood was completely quiet as everyone was at work and school.
As I was walking I looked forward towards the ground and for a moment it felt like my soul was still walking but my body stopped. For a brief moment I felt as if I had actually stepped forward and out of my body. I halted and took a step back and almost had to sit down on the ground from how disconnected I felt from my corporeal form. I couldn't stop remembering that feeling for weeks.
Encountered some kind of dream entity the other night .
>in stairwell full of stores
>goes to horror one and get some little table sets like pennywise in a carnival set and a freddy kruger one.
>There's this weird dood sitting higher up on the stair well shirtless with some kind of cloak around his waist that's changing colors constantly on the outside of it .
>he see's I like horror then suddenly I'm in a nightmare where my family is being torn apart by pitbulls .
>8th grade, sister is doing online school so she can pick me up from school everyday because its 2 minutes away
>we go driving in the woods about 10 minutes from home whenever picked up
>abandoned house that's been there longer than we have lived here, it has a pine tree growing straight through the center of the house
>we drive past it, and I look at it to say a joke
>inside the garage looking shed, something tall and looks like black fabric is standing in the shed
>the thing is hunched over, as if too tall to stand in the shed
>sister sees it too, floors it
>convince her to take the road that goes around to see what it was
>we go around, its now stepping out the back of the garage, we see it has a white head, and a body that looked like a sheet or black fabric flowing down from the weird head
>sister has enough and hits the gas
>we reach the bottom of the road, and look in the mirrors of the car
>its just sitting in the road behind us
>sister rushes us home, going 80 in a 60 straight road.
>she refuses to talk about it, whenever we do talk about it, we agree it makes us feel uncomfortable, but we don't know why
>she refuses to talk about it
I've learned from my own experiences that this is how many people deal with the paranormal - they wall off their minds from the experience. She doesn't want to talk about it because it allows her to pretend it never happened.
I got one. On phone no greentext. It was 10 years or so ago I was late 20s. At a camp ground on Hog Island in Central FL. Never been there before. I got there late so friends were already on a john boat so I decided to walk a trail. Nearby...maybe 20 miles or so....is a state prison so I had that in my mind to be wary if I came across anyone. I was out a while. I didn't carry a gun. After a couple hours the atmos0here changed. It was previous a hot normal Florida day but now it was very windy, the brightness seemed to dim and it wasn't as humid. I thought it was nice but there was a charge. I remember thinking I should probably start heading back but I didn't. I went maybe 5 minutes more away from camp and then I saw it: an enormous black wolf/dog 100 yards away off trail. I have questioned what I saw because animals in FL don't get that big. I'm 6'5 it was probably 5' to the haunches and 8 feet long. I slowly started creeping back toward camp and saw this thing moving around but it didn't seem to notice me. When I got what I thought was a safe distance I ended up running until I got to where the campground started. I remember looking up what I thought I saw and the only thing close is a dire wolf....which obviously wouldn't be l8v8ng in a swamp. Before that I used to be fearless in the woods. Now I am very cautious
That almost sounds like you briefly timewarped or something.
Calling my dad after 12 am and having our phone call interrupted by what sounded like aliens chattering.
Used to see glowing spots on my room wall when I was a kid.
I could even get up and inspect them. Almost lying a glowing paint splotch.
But then next night they'd be gone.
Then I'd see them again moved to a different area.
No siblings it wasn't some toy or glow in the dark residue.
This would have been latest 80s early 90s.
This one isn't exactly paranormal, but it was eerie. I like to explore old abandoned houses. There was one place that was a complete wreck with parts of it falling in and rotting out. It's been abandoned for as long as I can remember (longer than I've been alive, so over 20 years.)
I make it up to the second floor, and even though the hall way was a wreck, each bed room was in pristine condition. It was like I stepped back into the early 1900's. Everything in it was old and ornate but shined as if it were newly polished. The beds were made and the sheets were clean and each had a bouquet of fake flowers on them, the curtains were clean, the floors were clean. Everything was perfectly clean and livable. It smelled like lavender and the atmosphere was very comfortable too. It was like coming home to a home that wasn't ever mine. Unfortunately the place eventually fell in.
There was another time with an old abandoned house that I explored. The bed rooms had these large walk in closets with their own little windows. I walked into one of them and the door shut behind me from a gust of wind (the bedroom window was open.) But what was strange about it was everything became deathly quiet in that closet. It was like I was in a room floating out in space, it was so quiet.
And the last one, In another house I found a large chest upstairs in a bed room beneath a window. Inside of it were these old papers, photographs, writings and such from the 1800's. There was a confederate flag, bullets, a confederate coat, glasses, coins in pill bottles. Pictures of a family standing outside the same house I was in beside their horse. And a lot of news paper clippings. It felt like someone was standing over me, pushing their face right behind me. Someone owns it now, but they're never there. I wonder if the chest is still there or not.