Category: scary stories

Short Encounter

“So I moved in with my boyfriend back in September. In my childhood house there was definitely something in it (spirit, ghost, whatever you want to call it). The same goes for my boyfriend.

So at the time we had the mattress on the floor and we had a huge fan next to us due to us needing background noise to fall asleep. So one night I wake up feeling like I’m being watched. I had been there for a month or so but I wasn’t yet use to being there. I wake up feeling like someone was in the room. And then I heard the loud noise of the dangling chains on the ceiling fan hitting the ceiling (like someone smacked them). At this point I’m definitely sure someone is there. I wake up my boyfriend as quietly as I can. 

He wakes up and I tell him what happened. He gets up and turn the lights on (so brave). We stop and stare at the chains swinging back and forth. We’re both shocked seeing as the door was locked and me, our dog, and my boyfriend could not have reached the chains. Our dog, at that point starts to growl which turns to a whine at the window. The window is closed and there’s no way for someone to enter through the window unnoticed without knocking our shelves to the ground. That night I barely slept. So far nothing else has happened yet.”

By: @maythetimelordswatchoveryou

A Roadside Story

“Okay, let me preface this with the fact that this kind of stuff seems to happen to my family a lot. My mother, a nurse, will tell stories of seeing a little girl wandering her hospital just before people die. People getting a ‘last wind’, meaning that they come back for a short time after they die, as if to give their family some comfort. Real-life horrors like a man who had come in off of the streets and plainly asked a doctor if he had ever noticed how hard it was to cut through bone, to which the doctor asked what he went and was shown the mans finger, still on his hand, which he had been cutting away at for what could only be assumed as a long time and was down to the bone. 

But, all of this aside, the only unexplainable things that ever happen to me seem to be paranormal, which I am incredibly thankful for. Now, by no means will I say that I’m extremely brave, but i’d like to think that I’m not a complete wuss. But, what I’m going to tell you still, to this day, freaks me out endlessly. 

My mom, great aunt, grandmother and I had been on a trip to the mountains to see the flowers bloom. Clearly, my thirteen-year-old mind wasn’t entertained by three middle-aged to elderly women in a car for two days for that long. Of course, there will always be the random shit that they’d say that they shouldn’t have, like my grandmothers apparent early love for a guy in her tiny hometown that drove a motorcycle and smoked. All of that said, I can safely say it want the worst trip I’ve ever been on.
After dropping them off at my grandmothers backwoods house, my mom and I started the hour and a half journey home. It got dark quickly but my no-bullshit mother made me feel safe as she’s been known to control raging men in her hospital. We started down a road i’d been down thousands of time, one that, during the day, is gorgeous. Golden corn stalks line the right side of the dirt road hundreds of rows deep. Occasionally, there are little paths through the corn, you know, standard. On the other side of the road, the only thing you can see is thick underbrush and tall oaks. 

We were listening to the radio and having a random conversation when, suddenly, we noticed a truck in front of us. We slowed down, figuring that we had just been driving a little quicker than we thought we were. I noticed that the truck had no license plates, but I want really surprised. Again, my grandmother lives in a backwoods middle of no where hick town, so seeing a truck, normally used for farms, with no license plates normal. He slowed down and pulled to the side of the road next to a drive way but, oddly, didn’t pull fully in. His car came to a complete stop, far from the mailbox, and he turned it off but kept the lights on. My mom tensed, her hands gripping the wheel tighter. I heard her mumbling that she would hit him if he came towards us, that she wouldn’t be scared to hit him. Slowly, she gave the car some gas, creeping slowly past the truck. 

Now, I swear when i tell you this it wasn’t a product of my imagination. It wasn’t because I was tried or because I was scared. I swear to you that this is exactly what I saw. 

As we passed the truck, out of pure fear of letting the man out of my sight, I turned and watched him as we passed. When I looked in, his lights were on and he was staring at me as if he was memorizing my face. I must have took in a breath, because my mom slammed on the gas, rocks flying behind her little red minivan. Still, I couldn’t take my eyes off of his truck in the rear view mirror. He turned it on, and without stopping, he drove directly into the field. 

When we stopped to get gas my mom had to beg me to get out of the car in the dark parking lot. We drove home in near silence, and, when we got home, I silently went up stairs and went to bed. 

I still think about that guy pretty often. I find myself wondering if he really was memorizing my face and, if so, why? Was he crazy? Was he planning something? What if my mom wasn’t as street smart as she is? What if she hadn’t sped up? Why did he go into the field?

I don’t have the answers, but what I do know is that my mom absolutely refuses to drive with just the two of us in the car at night in sparsely populated areas.
And who knows, maybe he was just being kind and letting us pass him so he could pull into the field without interrupting our commute. Honestly, I hope that’s what it was. 

I often wonder if i’ll ever see him again. 

I hope not.”

By: @bethasaurousrex


“This started back in 2012, my parents sometimes leave me alone at home for work. I had a laptop and a PSP to play with and I was just tired using those so I sat down beside my bed. Checked the time and it was midnight. My room is just like any other room but its curtains are always closed so I don’t really know what’s happening or what time it is outside. 

This is where the weird part comes, I’m just laying down on the floor, bored, listening to the tick-tocks of my alarm clock for some minutes. Then my parents came back from work and knocked on the door and I opened it for them, it was 4 in the morning and the sunlight shone in my face. My family is as normal as any normal family and my dad sent the alarm clock to repairs but it didn’t show any damages. 

It happened often (like twice a week) and I really am bugged out by this for months, I didn’t tell my parents about this because I don’t want to trouble them. It’s just odd that when I relax and listen to the tick and tocks of my alarm clock, I waste three to five hours. I’m in senior high school now and it rarely happens anymore (once a month or never) because I own a digital clock now and sometimes I don’t sleep (school stuff). Sometimes I miss that alarm clock for no reason.”

By: @its-just-dex

“My immediate family goes to my grandparents’ house once a week to eat and talk or whatever, and…

“My immediate family goes to my grandparents’ house once a week to eat and talk or whatever, and sometimes the more extended family comes too. They live out in the woods near the highway so their backyard is entirely woods. They have a trail in the yard we made for our own type of Halloween trail with a broken boat, coffins, scarecrows, etc. with a clear path made out so there’s places that my sisters and cousins will go play in the woods. 

We were all eating outside and it was starting to get dark a little bit and my cousin, who was about five at the time, was running up and down this dirt path that’s just outside the wooded part. He came back and started yelling about how he saw somebody in the woods and he was scared. We all look and see one or two people in the woods for a split second. Note that everybody there saw these people. We’re like okay, the kids down the road are playing in our woods, it’s whatever. My older cousin, who was maybe 23 or 24, and my grandpa decide to go look in the woods and tell the kids to go home. 

They searched the entire area for nearly an hour and there was not a single person in the woods. They couldn’t find anybody. This was around the same time the new people next door would go through their woods with shotguns and come into the yard when the kids were playing, too. Also, my younger cousin who saw the person in the first place had been seeing imaginary friends around this time. But those people usually would come out and talk to somebody until my grandpa had to threaten them, and I know my cousin wasn’t making it up because we all saw it.

They could not find anybody. My grandparents’ house has a history of weird paranormal shit, and so does that area in general, so we were all pretty weirded out and went inside for the rest of the night. I have no idea if it actually was kids or the neighbors, or something paranormal. But we all saw someone in the woods and they somehow disappeared without making any noise or running out in the open, the literal only place they could go to get out of that part of the woods.”

By: @hairspraybucky

“Okay so this was a couple weeks ago but it still shakes me up a lot.  I just finished cleansing my…

“Okay so this was a couple weeks ago but it still shakes me up a lot. 

I just finished cleansing my room with some palo sticks after celebrating a pagan holiday. Thought it was a good way to start getting ready for the next holiday.
So I started getting hungry again. I thought, ‘okay lets get food.’ So I started heading to the kitchen. Note that my room is right next to the dining room and I have to get through the dining room to get to the kitchen.

I am halfway through the kitchen when I hear this loud growl/howl (not sure how to explain it). I stood there in fear. Not knowing what to do other than look around. I knew my dogs were asleep already and the sound came from right behind me. I heard it again before I bolted back to my room and closed the door tight. 

Then I started to hear my cat growl. She never growls EVER (I have had her for 2 years and I have never heard her growl. I got her when she was 12 weeks old.) She wouldnt stop for two hours. 

I knew only me and my kitten heard it because no one else in my house made a sound. Not even my 2 dogs.”

By: @rosequartzzwitch

“In my old house, my mom had just gotten into sewing and she got this old desk (it was the original…

“In my old house, my mom had just gotten into sewing and she got this old desk (it was the original for the machine that was in it). The only problem with it was that 1. It was old and worn down a bit and 2. It had “help me” carved into it. She overlooked that and bought it then refurbished it. 

After that things got very weird. Random noises at night that everyone would hear, doors that were left closed being found wide open, stuff getting knocked down onto the floor, etc. I was the only one that would notice a lot of these and fix them but one day I decided to see what would happen if I didn’t, so for like a week I didn’t react to any of it then the worst thing that this thing had ever done happened. 

It was late at night when I heard a loud BANG come from the bathroom so I get up to check it out. (I could tell it was in the bathroom because my room was right next to it). So when I open my door I can see the bathroom door completely open and we never leave it like that. Then when I got inside the bathroom the shower curtain was completely closed and we never leave it like that. So I quickly pull it back to see all the bottles and soap and all that stuff knocked into the bathtub. Needless to say I started reacting to what it did again.”

By: @cirilfaggus

“When I either in middle or high school, we visited my granddad at his newly built house.  So, I was…

“When I either in middle or high school, we visited my granddad at his newly built house. 

So, I was just sitting on the porch step, not doing much but enjoying the country air, when I heard a distant panting sound, like a dog. At first I figured it was my mom with our own dogs, but I remembered they were inside. Then I thought it was one of the neighbors walking their dog, so I looked around, but I saw no dogs.

But the strangest thing was that the panting sound was getting closer, and closer, until it was suddenly in my ear! I got back into the house as fast as I could and refused to go out for the rest of that night.

Thinking about it now I’m starting to think that it was possibly my granddads dog that passed away a few months prior to him moving. But to this day I cannot find any other possibility that could’ve caused that panting sound other than it possibly being a ghost dog.”

By: @beanskelly

“When I was 11 years old, my older brother and I shared a room. He was a senior in high school at…

“When I was 11 years old, my older brother and I shared a room. He was a senior in high school at the time and was out at parties on most weekends. One particular night, I woke up around 2:30 in the morning when I heard some rustling in his bed and assumed he was just getting home from a party. It sounded like he was rolling over in his bed. I hadn’t heard his car pull up or the dogs bark, so it struck me as a little strange that rustling would wake me up. It made me feel slightly uncomfortable for some reason. This went on for about thirty seconds before I finally opened my eyes to take a look. 

I couldn’t see him explicitly, but there was something definitely under his blankets that looked like a person and it was just rolling over and over. I watched it for about a minute longer before I started to get freaked out. I called his name loudly and told him to shut up and get to sleep already. He didn’t answer. After another 30 seconds or so, I got out of bed and threw a shoe at the thing under the blankets. It didn’t stop so I called his name again and threw another shoe. It still didn’t respond, which freaked me out, so I wrapped myself under my blankets and tried to make myself fall asleep. I definitively remember listening to whatever it was for at least another 30 minutes and hoping I wouldn’t hear it get out of the other bed and just trying to make myself. 

When I woke up the next morning, his bed was perfectly made with the shoes placed perfectly on his pillow. When I asked my mom where my brother was the next morning, she told me that he had stayed at a party. It sounds cheesy and fake, but I’ll never forget how scared I was and it still freaks me out to think about.”

By: tomschof (What is the most
mysterious/paranormal thing you’ve witnessed?

“This happened several years ago, even talking about it now gives me the heebie-jeebies.I woke up in…

“This happened several years ago, even talking about it now gives me the heebie-jeebies.

I woke up in the middle of the night, instantly wide awake. My room is bordered on one side by the garage and the other by the kitchen, so sometimes an odd noise or two will wake me up. I tried to figure out why I would suddenly wake up, but nothing sounded out of the ordinary, so I rolled over to go back to sleep; only to see something standing in my doorway out of the corner of my eye. (I always sleep with my bedroom door closed)

My gut reaction was fear, but I also thought it might just be my mom checking on me in the middle of the night. So I sat up to get a better look (and ask what she wanted) and holy shit, to this day I wish I would have just ignored it and gone straight back to sleep. Whatever it was standing in the doorway was definitely not human.

The door was wide open and the doorway was filled with a massive, tall, dark entity. It was standing halfway in and halfway out of my room, looking for all the world like it had been caught in the act of opening the door and coming into my room. Only the shadowy-mass was taller than the doorframe, so its head and shoulders had come straight through the wall above the door. It stood there and it was staring at me.

I knew I was in trouble right away. Right to my core. A lot of people talk about seeing ‘shadow people’ and being able to tell if they had ‘good’ or ‘bad’ intentions, but this was something else. Whatever this thing was it was powerful, dangerous, and utterly indifferent towards me. I knew that it could kill me right then and that there would be nothing I could do about it.

We stared at each other and I basically prepared myself to die right then and there. It started to move towards me, but just as suddenly, the ominous air in the room changed and the threat it had been emitting faded and changed into something fiercely protective. It stared at me a bit longer and I lay back down and watched it turn and leave, closing the door behind itself, it seemed like it was willing me to go back to sleep. I fell back asleep within a minute, feeling like I dodged a bullet but unable to resist the odd sensation of calm and safety that was suddenly enveloping me.

Woke up in the morning with complete clarity about the event, glad to be alive. It’s been years and I still think about this encounter frequently. I feel that the encounter is the closest I’ve ever come to dying, and I don’t think I’ll see whatever it was again.

Afterwards, I looked up various explanations for the phenomena but nothing fits it properly. It wasn’t a shadow person and it wasn’t a night terror. I lucid dream frequently and this was NO dream. I was definitely awake, I was moving during the encounter, and I went back to sleep afterwards. I can’t explain it.

That wasn’t my only supernatural experience, but it was by far the scariest and most serious.”

By: NeonHazard (Have you ever had an unexplained or paranormal experience?)

“As far as haunted houses go, mine is pretty intense. We have had several experiences over several…

“As far as haunted houses go, mine is pretty intense. We have had several experiences over several years, but this one is my favorite.

I walk in from the garage door with my brother and sister. There is a door to your left when you come in that is the downstairs bathroom that leads to a bedroom. My bedroom. We are all talking and coming through the door, everything normal, when the bathroom door SLAMS shut. The lights come on in the bathroom and you heard a woman’s voice yell ‘OUT’. At first I believe it is my sister and we must have walked in on her when she was using the bathroom. I go around the house to the other door to the bedroom and enter. Lights out. Window locked from the inside.

I go to check the other door leading to the bathroom. Locked as well. You can hear the sweeping motion of feet as well as a shadow pacing the floor. I use a coat hanger to unlock the door after screaming for whoever it was to answer and that I was armed (I believe I had a large metal rod).

I turn the knob. Open the door. A huge wave of cold air floods the room from the bathroom. No one was there. My sister was at a friend’s house. The house was completely empty and locked up tight.

An elderly woman passed away in the house in the late 1970’s. My room was her room because it was handicap accessible.”

By: CaptainRealObvious (Have you ever had an unexplained or
paranormal experience?