Alright I'll tell another. So the house that I live in now (renting my dads house while hes away) I have had some amazing things happen in. One night my dad woke up to footsteps walking up to his bed, he got up and searched the entire house (every closet, every room, even the basement) because he thought someone broke in, found nothing. It was just us 2 living there at the time. I was sound asleep and oddly his phone was dead, which was very uncommon. He would also see shadows, and hear noises. After some time he talks to a coworker and long story short she says that shes a medium, and that we have a girl living there named Elizabeth, she said if he wanted everything to stop, all he would have to do is ask Elizabeth to stop, and she would. He was very skeptical about this. One night hes on the computer and he starts hearing and seeing stuff and it was getting to him, so he finally asked it to stop, and since that moment he has not had a single personal experience in this house. I didnt know of any of this until a year after, when I started getting interested in spirits and actually started having my own unexplainable things happen in this house, thats when he told me because he thought I could handle it then. My first experiences were pretty random, cubord doors left open, footsteps being heard in the middle of the night, breathing outside my door (which honestly scares the -blam!- out of me haha), and I swear I have been woken up by loud tapping on my dressor numerous times just minutes before my alarm would go off for the first time of the morning. I have also seen 2 full bodied apparitions of a girl in a white dress. In my junior year in high school my friend Lambo, my other good friend Shooty and I decided to start a ghost hunting team, all 3 of us were inspired by ghost adventures. The second investigation we did was my house, and we had more things happen that night than most tv shows do. We had very unusual flashes of light when I asked to play copycat, a crazy orb that swooped up, completely stopped for about a second and flew away, Alvin (our 4th member) actually saw a girl in the corner of his eye, and what we also had is so amazing to me that I'm getting chills right now. We had an emf detector, ours however beeped whenever the emf reading would go up, it went from 1-5 and would beep faster the higher up it went. In my room the emf detector started beeping like crazy for no reason, and we asked if she could make it stop beeping, after asking a couple times it did, then we asked if she could make it beep again, it did. Then we asked if it could stop beeping for 5 seconds, 5 seconds later it started beeping again. We then asked questions for about 2 hours until the sun came up, if it was already beeping and we were expecting a certain answer we'd ask it to make it stop beeping, and if it was stopped we'd usually ask for it to start beeping for a different question. One of the questions was is your name Elizabeth, and to be positive I asked her to confirm it 4 times. It was a definite yes. And idc what you believe, after a while I decided to ask probably the biggest question ever wondered, I asked "is God real"? It wasnt beeping at the time at all, then I said "beep for yes" and it beeped faster than I have ever heard it beep before. We have parts of it on video if you guys ever want to check it out. On youtube its SSS blackout #2 Trent's house. I promise you there aren't any jump scares, just sayin. We investigated 2 more times after that but something happened the second time that freaked me out so I told her to leave the house which was a mistake because i just misunderstood something, but since then I really haven't had anything crazy happen to me. Though the 3rd investigation was quite convincing, I'd rather not share because its a little personal. Months and years later when I didnt have anything happen for a while, I questioned if it all was just my mind playing tricks on me, and not even real, but then something truly amazing happened. I was putting together a tv stand in the basement (my room) one night where I felt this overwhelming sense of being watched. And that same exact night my brothers and sister all saw a girl in a white dress looking at them while they were laying in their beds... whats amazing about it, is that they didnt even know that we had a spirit living in the house in the first place. Whenever I'm doubting an afterlife I always think about that, and it boosts my beliefs like you wouldn't believe. Also thinking back one day on a dream I remember when I was about 13 or 14, in the dream I had a ghost living in my house and she was friendly and we were actually hanging out, in the dream she was my age (13) and she wore a white dress. This dream btw was before I knew of Elizabeth, and before I even had the slightest suspicion of a spirit in the house. Its truly amazing to me what Elizabeth has done for my life. If it weren't for her I dont think I'd have any beliefs, and I just hope one day she forgives me for what I said in the second investigation, because I really do miss her company, and all the wonder of what comes after life. Thank you for reading! And remember that not everything in the darkness is bad, some of it is actually very great :D

Ive seen a lot of shit, mostly because I would go ghost hunting with friends in high school. What I'm about to tell you is much darker than ghosts and frankly pretty -blam!-ed up. If you get scared easily I warn you this is pretty far out there and it'll make you think. Idk where to begin. But all this happened in late summer of 2012, right after I graduated high school. So I guess I'll start with when I used a ouija board, we had 2 people in one room asking questions and 2 others in a separate room unable to hear us with the ouija board. We asked about 4 questions and got a couple yes and nos and then the girls in the room with the board start screaming and darted out of the house like their lifes depended on it, we ran after them and I was freaking out because I didnt know what it said, and when we met up on the front porch outside they were crying (it was their house) all it said though was "get out" which wouldn't bother me in the slightest. But we made one mistake.... when they ran outside in fear, they never ended the board by saying "goodbye", which is like rule 1. This is what followed. So that night everyone that was at the girls house (4 in all) had something happen at their own house, except me, 2 of them heard someone enter their house when no one was there when they checked, and I dont remember what happened to the 3rd person. The next night I'm alone watching ghost adventures in my room in the basement and I shit you not someone, something punched my door as hard as it could. I freaked the -blam!- out, there was nothing there and needless to say I slept in the living room. It gets worse. So about a week later I'm at my friends house, his name is Matt, we were sitting there talking and he said he saw a old skin and bone, faceless figure with claws, standing over behind me pointing at me for a slit second. He didn't tell me right away cause he knew it would freak me out. At that house we had many things happen for about a 2 month period. That friend would get woken up at night by a angry force in his room, I dont know what all happened because he doesn't like talking about it. We would also see shadows flash by the doorways, when everyone there was sitting in the living room (there were no pets either). There were 3 people in particular at this point that had something following them, me, matt, and shooty. We would visit this one spot at night that we called the tree, we called it that because there was a decrepid tree that had what looked like an eye on it from where a branch used to be, and that tree made us feel welcomed, we were attracted to it, and to this day we still are. This is where shit started getting wierd. For about a month I honestly think Matt and I were partially possessed by an evil force. I was Christian my whole life up to that point, but at that time I was very, very dark, I'm not sharing everything, just know that this was a twisted time in our lives. This one time in particular me Shooty and Matt went to the tree (we had other friends back at Matts place too, they just didn't feel connected to the tree like we did). I knew something was with me and I had enough, so I did whatever I could to force it out of me, prayed, yelled, and I even pissed on the tree in disrespect, and I felt better, for a month it literally felt like someone was sitting on my shoulders, they felt warm, like from the inside, and at that moment I felt the weight lifted... but then shooty was acting very -blam!-ed up. He had a dead look in his eyes, and I tryed pushing him to get him to snap out of it, and he didn't move, like he was a rock. We decided to go back to shootys house (I drove and shooty was riding passenger, matt in back) and the whole ride back shooty was looking right at me, like my best friend had a look in his eyes like he wanted to -blam!-ing kill me. I asked him questions over and over and he didnt say a goddamn thing, until finally he said and I quote (I remember this like it happened 2 minutes ago(getting chills just thinking about it)) shooty: "when are we going back", me: "back where", shooty: "to the tree", me:" whats at the tree?" Shooty: "a portal".... I couldn't get anything else out of him after that, and I was freaking the -blam!- out at this point trying to get another response, and then we get a block away from his house and out of -blam!-ing know where he says "we're home" and he completely! snapped out of it and didnt remember anything since back at the tree. After that, still in the car just parked outside Shootys house, Matt then started laughing uncontrollably out of no where. Thats all I remember from that night, it was nothing short of -blam!-ed up. I think thats all I'm going to discuss, many other things happened, and we dont talk about it anymore to anyone, because when we do it brings it back. I really never told anyone over the computer before so I dont know if this will get its attention and bring its bitch ass back. All I know is that I've beaten it about 7 times now, and I know my willpower alone will diminish it again and again until its dead. I'm just glad that I'm no longer afraid of it. I'm not telling you everything because some things that happened in that time I dont like talking about, and I dont remember everything all that clearly. But just know if anything like this happens to you, your not alone, and you can win, the first step is believing in yourself.

i took a grill on a date. We r about to kis wen my fone ring. i pik up teh fone. person say he grills dad. "stay away frum meh dauter" he hangs up. i tel grill. She says but meh dad is ded. Then who wus fone?

On WWE Monday Night Raw, the US title is always floating. It's creepy.

Met a creepy vampire grill named Serana, we went to this weird alternate dimension [i]filled[/i] with lost souls and her strange, strange mother. Oh, and a zombir dragon. Creepy stuff, yo.

This post is full of BS and fake stories.

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I was in my mom's room (died in '04, so it's not being used) and started hearing this loud banging from the attic above her room. It then crept along the walls until I heard it right next to me in the middle of the room. The floor shook too. I then went to the kitchen to grab a soda, and the floor was shaking until I was like "The hell?"

So my brother and I have experienced the paranormal all growing up , but the most interesting/scary event is why my psn is zozo. When i was 16 I had this reaccuring dream quite frequently. It would start out in complete darkness. Out of this darkness I could make up a wooden door. The door would open by itself and this bright light would shine through piercing the darkness. Through the light a figure would appear with human characteristics, blue eyes, white spiked hair with almost a white fire on his head, slender, bluish white jeans, and a blue shirt. The first time I had this dream he said "I'm back." It was very monotone as if he had no emotion and very loud and clear. After a few times of having this dream and the door closing leaving him alone in the darkness i started to see and hear the word "Zozo." I became obsessed with this dream and even told my girlfriend I wanted to die my hair white and spike it, I never told her about the dream, to which she replied "over my dead body" (I already have blue eyes). I was so obsessed I created a psn account on my psp named zozo. So 6 months or so later when I was 17 and my relationship with my girlfriend had gotten more serious she called me in the middle of the night scared about a dream she had. She said a man showed up at the end of her bed and screamed at her "He's mine!" When I asked her to describe the man she said he was slender with white spiked hair as if on fire and blue eyes. I didnt dare tell her about my dream, so i told her it was just a nightmare and she'd be fine. I thought it was just a coincidence, but soon after she started complaining of hearing voices and even claimed there was a boy in her closet named caiden. Caiden told her she had to name her first boy after him and after the first few pregnancy scares I stopped freaking out (yes, she wanted to name the kid Caiden). We broke up a few months later. After that I talked to my mom about all my paranormal experiences. Apparently my brother and I arent the only ones in our family shit like this happens to. She taught us a lot about how to defend ourselves from it (crazy as it may sound, but then again this whole topic is crazy). So my brother and I started helping out people with haunted houses and the likes. About a year later I went to a small party (just about 6 or 7 of us) with my brother. We hadnt really planned it very well and only had a few bottles of mikes hard lemonade and hookah. After a while of discussing what to do we decided to make a ouija board. We didnt make anything fancy we just put the standard yes, no, a-z, and 0-9. My brother and I backed off as we knew how dangerous ouija boards can be, and with our past experiences with the paranormal we werent taking any chances. After an hour of nothing happening and everyone being disappointed, they convinced us to try our luck at it. As soon as my brother, me, and a friend asked if there was anyone with us the cursor slowly moved to yes. We started asking more questions as our friends joked about in the background. He said his name was Edward, but he goes by Ed. After we got that much the cursor would start and stop a lot as if he was having trouble. We asked if it was because of our friends negative energy and the cursor slowly moved towards yes. So the three of us and our other friend who was writing everything down, locked ourselves in the study and set up the board again. Now when we asked if ed was still with us the cursor shot to no. We asked who it was and it spelled out F-R-A-N-K. My brother new that name all too well. It was the name of a demon he had expelled from a friends house. Frank kept telling my brother it was going to kill him then repeatedly went from F to u. We did what we knew to get rid of him and the cursor shot to goodbye. We got Ed back on the board and he told us he wasnt alone. There were stronger things preventing him from talking. We asked how we would know it was him and he told us "87." He told us about this gulf breeze incident that happened in 1987 and his full name was Edward Walters. A photographer who captured pictures of ufos. When we asked him if he was killed in 1987 he said no. He told us his life ended in 1987 but he wasnt killed. As we looked into this on the computer strange things would happen. For instance one article described something happening at 3:30am (for example. I dont remember every detail we read online) and the time on the computer and the clock read 3:30am. This happened every time we read a time in the articles. The scary part was the time on the computer, wall, and phones were correct. They werent altered in any way. Somewhere along the line of talking to Ed he got scared off. We decided to take a break and stepped out. As we entered the room where our friends were, the radio switched itself on. It was hard to make out but i swear i heard a voice say "go back." We tried to tell our friends what was going on, but they didnt beleive us. So we went back to the study and gathered around the board. We asked if Ed was with us and the cursor went to yes. It was odd though. It moved so fast we couldnt keep up with it. Suspicious we asked the board to prove it was Ed. It started at 9 and tried to work its way to 0 but we stopped it. We repeated the question and it shot out of our hands to no. At that time one of our friends outside who had experience with ouija boards came in. When she saw how fast it was moving she told us she'd never seen it move like that and we should stop. Whatever was controlling the cursor told her to leave. After she left we asked who we were talking to and had to use one finger just so we could keep up with the cursor. It answered Z-O-Z-O. My heart nearly stopped, I've never been more terrified in my life. "What are you?" I asked. It spelled out GODS FEAR. Im going to stop there. A lot more went on that none of us are proud of. If enough people are interested I'll sum up the ending, but this story really freaks me out. We constantly tested to see if one of us was moving the cursor by leaving our hands lightly on it after asking a question and watched as it moved underneath and stopped when it lost touch. Needless to say ive never touched a ouija board since, and we went through hell trying to get rid of zozo. Edit: alright the two of you who have replied so far have a good, unspoken, point. I hate cliffhangers as well. So to continue: we got zozo to leave after exchanging some vulgar words (on his part mostly, we did call him a joke at one point). So we got Ed back and he told us god sent him as a messenger to tell us we had to stop the antichrist and bring all religions together or the human race would destroy itself at the hands of said antichrist. He told us a bible verse, something about signing your name on a scroll and said our friend recording had to sign his name on the board and end it with VLV (we're still not sure what that means). Being the dumb ignorant teens we were we beleived him and the board got signed. Then he wanted us to bury the board with some catholic priest in a nearby cemetary, so we went and checked out the cemetary but didnt bury the board. He told us we were being tested and said he would show himself to us in 60 days. So we assigned guardianship of the board (what we were now calling the scroll-LOL) to our friend recording, Which Ed had convinced us was a reincarnation of an angel god sent to earth to slay the antichrist. Yes this whole thing is whack. I still to this day cant beleive we fell for it. Once we stopped using the ouija board/scroll the friend that was using the board with us (whose house we were in) became haunted. It started one morning when she was getting ready a sock lifted into the air and flew into the door. We told her to put crosses above her bed and door frame to protect her while she slept. When she woke up the crosses were all upside down. My brother and I realized this thing was more serious and powerful than anything we'd come across. One day she invited us all over with her boyfriend and as soon as we stepped through the door it felt like someone was pointing a loaded gun at us. None of us wanted more than to get the hell out of the house, but we knew we had to stay to make sure she was ok. the wierd thing though was only us guys felt it. The girls didnt feel anything. She took us to her moms room where she would hear reenactments by the demon of her stepfather -blam!- her. We waited for a long 30 minutes with nothing happening. I decided nothing was going to happen if we were anticipating it so we shut all the doors and went down stairs and watched tv. While we were trying to figure out how to get the tv to work there was a loud bang that shook the entire house and the lights flickered. The dogs were going crazy, the cat came running down the stairs, one of the girls ran outside the house refusing to go back inside, and when we went upstairs all the doors were open. Well we got rid of zozo in the end and fortunately no one got hurt.

My friend Nazeem (He's black) has the whitest teeth ever. He asked my bro,"You wanna see a magic trick?" He proceeded to turn off the lights and smiled. Many luls were had that night.

One day, at the start of this year at school i was walking in the school corridor to go to the bathroom as i started being paranoic in class(sometimes i start seeing shadows at the sides of my field of view, so i constantly try to follow their direction) and i went to have a drink... HOWEVER there was a shadow...No.. A thing at the end of the corridor(i couldn't see it clearly, although all the lights were on) i step closer to it, and it starts moving towards me! I ran like a retard towards the class and as i got to the door i felt wet on my leg , i look and there's a stream of blood coming out from a huge cut! I almost fainted seeing all that blood. Everyone in the class was like WTF just happened and there was general confusion. After that the teacher brought me to the infirmary and i got a bandage around the cut(it wasn't that big afterall) and i went home. During the night i started hearing ...things...(various sounds), and when i turned on the lights a GODDAMN HUGE BOOK FELL OFF MY LIBRARY AND ONTO MY LEG! It did hurt a lot... I started swearing and randomly shouted "in the name of God, leave me the -blam!- alone whatever the -blam!- you are!!!"(i'm atheist so i usually tend to try to keep away from religious contexts) And the sounds stopped and i never saw the thing again, except once in a mirror, and i could "clearly" see its "face": it had a huge scar from top to bottom, splitting it's face in half and black, pupil less eyes. I went to a priest and asked him if anything could be done about it, and he did some kind of exorcism... Now i live normally and no really strane things happen..

Why did I choose to read this thread at 1:04 in the morning??

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I'll make it short,I moved into the house i currently live in 15yrs ago,I'm now 20 but i was 5 at the time. A few weeks into living in the house,the whole family would start to say they would hear and see things. I would see human figures/shadows in the backyard at night. My parents did not deny that something was up. One morning,me and my brother(1year older than me)were playing yughio cards in the bed when our room door opens and we look and there's a dark silhouette standing there looking at us about 6ft away from us. Just as quickly as it happened it disappeared. My mother then had some people from our church come bless the house and ever since then the house has been peaceful. The craziest part is i meet this girl and we became friends,she comes to my house and says that her uncle used to own my house before my family moved in and that he was tragically murdered inside the house. I described what he looked like based on the shadowy figure i saw that one morning and she shows me a picture of him and i could not believe it was him who i saw,i described him perfectly. I was so freaked out but luckily we've not had any ghost issues these past 14yrs. I often watch ghost shows home alone and i feel fine,no hauntings here anymore.

I was walking to my car when I became 2 centimeters away form a black widow that was suspended on its web at chin level ... I screamed like a female