I woke up in the middle of the night cuz i felt cold. Im laying on my side. I hear my own breathing, but i hear the sound of someone else breathing behind me in my bed. At this point, i start to panic inside. I'm afraid to move, and just lay still, holding my breath and listening to this other persons breathing. Then I feel a hand touch my back(whole hand, palm and fingers). I flip over and almost fall out of bed, and there was nothing there. I didnt fall back asleep.

Sleep Paralysis is the worst. Having a freaky ass nightmare that you can't get out off because your body is still shut down while your mind is awake.

Saw a guy in my hallway once. Checked it out, there was nothing, no one, and no sign of a break in either. Spoopy.

When your have a light saber fight, and not using sabers, your using... genitalia... yup, young and stupid

Chick texted my phone saying she wants to be my friend 🙃 who stole my cousins phone to text me and then lies and tells me she saw a pic of me but hasnt but is somehow in love with me when shes never met or seen me and doesnt understand what "im too old for you means" but still wants the D Struggle is real out here. Take a knee and pray for me. I might get kidnapped and raaped deadas 😟 girl tryna fuq up my career and shit

While in college I lived in a house for a year that had a ghost. It was a "nice ghost" but a lot of things happened. It would always swivel my tv back and forth. It would drag my fan across the room(until I got rid of it). The creepiest thing I experienced there was when all my roommates were gone and it was playing with a bathroom fan my sister called and asked me to hang out with her. As I was leaving and went to shut the door behind me it was closed on me.

A person from bnet started stalking me in real life several years ago.

I was at a urinal and for some reason a line formed behind me despite there being 3 other urinals. I'm the kind of guy who can't pee when someone's watching, so this was very traumatizing for me. And yeah, it was also kinda creepy.

Not the creepiest but something recent and fresh in my mind. Last week I kept waking up for no reason- when I sleep I'm very aware of my surroundings and will wake up if someone enters the room I'm sleeping in. Other than that, I'm a heavy sleeper so it was a bit unusual. My wife was in bed next to me, I often fall asleep in the living room watching youtube or playing games because I have severe insomnia. So it was the first time I had been to sleep in bed in a couple days. One of the times I woke, I heard somebody walking around. My brother came to live with me a couple months ago and sleeps irregularly. So- naturally I figured it was him. I got up and he was asleep in bed so my next resolve was it must of been the cats running around. I went back to sleep for another hour or so, then I woke up again. I rolled over to grab my drink and a smoke and noticed something to my left. My eyes were out of focus and the room is dark as we have curtains. Immediately I saw what appeared to be a person and again, I assumed it was my brother. I was wrong. I recognized the form of a woman and as I lit my lighter to see, I saw a gangly, emaciated elderly woman looming over me. She immediately lunged forward and grabbed my shoulder whispering something I couldn't understand. After that she ran off somewhere into the house. I got out of bed- now, I own a LOT of weapons, swords, axes, my wife even has Ichigo's huge sword ( I dont watch Bleach). So I grabbed one I knew could do immediate damage but wouldnt kill someone if push came to shove and she had picked up one of my weapons along the way. My CutCo Melon Knife. (It's a Curved Butchers Knife) I still wasn't wholly convinced that it had even happened because we had just finished AHS: Roanoke. It could have been a dream; but it wasn't. She was nowhere in sight though so my mind was a bit at ease. I went back to bed and didn't wake or tell my wife what happened. I didn't want to make her paranoid as- at this point, I still assumed I imagined the whole thing. We both worked early, so I woke up, got ready and noticed something. On my left shoulder, there was a series of scratches. It sunk in, I didn't imagine it. It wasn't circumstance and she could still be in the house. I looked around, not waking my wife because if she was in the house I didn't want this woman to know I was looking. No trace. Then I noticed it, the door was unlocked. I never leave my door unlocked, I'm a very paranoid person so I always check it if I leave the room for a period of time. I quickly locked the door, woke my wife and got us to work. On the way I told her and she said that I must of imagined it and scratched myself in my sleep, or it was the cats. I couldn't shake the feeling that it was very real. While at work I came to the realization, I never checked our storage attic. I went home that day and the attic door was slightly ajar. No one up there though. She seemed familiar though as I thought more and more about it. As I wrote this, it clicked. I think she lives in the woods about 200 ft from my apartment. I saw someone similar walk into them with a bag and blanket a few months ago. She probably ran away from the old folks home through the woods which means she likely was just foraging for food in our house. This still begs the question, how did she get in, how long was she in my home and why was she watching me sleep? I haven't seen her since- but it doesn't make me feel any better.

I was working graveyard shift for a security company. They put me at a new post so I was training all day. As the shift was coming to an end, he pointed to and old public pay phone that was across the street. He told me “Everyday that phone will ring at 4:15am. Don’t pick it up.” I was just sitting there, curious as to why. “Just don’t, okay?” I put those thoughts away and go back to focusing on the training [Fast forward to the next night] My shift is uneventful. Nothing to do except play on my DS. I look at the clock. 4:10am. I remember what the manager said I wait the 5 minutes and sure enough, the phone rings at 4:15 on the dot. It continues to ring for another minute or so. The ringing soon gets to me and I go to pick it up and ask who’s calling Silence on the other side of the line. Then the buzzing dial tone A few more nights go by and the ringing happens at exactly 4:15. You can set your watch to it. Still there no answer on the other side of the line The next night it happens, I get a response. It’s a male’s voice. There’s no particular tone or pitch. It’s just a normal voice. He recites my full name and my address where I live. I panicked and hung up the phone. I gather my wit and hit redial. The number comes back to a pay phone in Tennessee. I live in California I requested a transfer to another post

Someone texted me asking who I was. Not knowing the number I texted back asking same question. They texted back saying I called them. I check my call logs and their number doesn't show up at all. So I text back saying so and they send me a screenshot showing that I called them. I know for a fact I didn't call them, it's not in my call logs. How the hell does their phone show I called them. 😨

Before I moved recently, I had a long driveway with a window looking straight down it, which my pc was beside. One night when I was on the pc probably after like 1 or 2 am, I saw some headlights coming up the driveway and I thought "who dis?" but as I watched them come up I realized it was a train and I could hear a faint train horn. This all lasted for like 5 seconds until I rubbed my eyes and it was gone. I don't believe in ghosts or an afterlife and there was no reason for me to be hallucinating about anything so that whole situation really freaked me out.

Once a week, every week, at about the same time, my pets rush outside and just bark at the woods for 15-30 minutes. It might not be creepy but it weirds me out every time it happens.

One morning I woke up lying perfectly flat on my back. This was odd because I have always been a side sleeper. It was also odd because my bed was perfectly made and I was lying on top of my sheets. I'd gone to bed in my pajamas but they were perfectly folded and sitting on the foot of my bed. There was an area above my right knee that had no hair in a perfect square. To this day I still have a perfectly square hairless spot about 2x2 inches. I also have this recurring dream. Its not every night, sometimes a few weeks apart, sometimes less often. I wake up on my room when I was 17 and the sky is orange-red. All the light on the house has this weird orange-red hue to it. I slowly float upright and hover along the floor and down the stairs at a very deliberate and controlled path. Always moving at a constant slow walk sort of speed. At the bottom of the stairs I turn the corner and on a small table next to my living room is an old phone. It's off the hook. As I slowly approach it I can barely hear my mom's voice. . . [i]"Jeffery! They're coming! They're coming Jeffery!"[/i] It gets louder and more frantic the closer I get to the phone. Even though I am panicked, I can't really move or control my actions. I continue floating slowly toward the phone and her voice gets louder. [i]"JEFFERY! JEFFERY! THEY ARE HERE, THEY ARE HERE! THEY'RE HERE JEFFERY!"[/i] She is totally panicked and yelling. I slowly reach out and lift the handset to my ear. I don't pull it up all the way, I just kind of hold it about a foot away from my face, staring at it in my hand as my mom repeats her screams. Then, I slowly turn around and my mom's voice fades. It's silent as I turn a full 180, and there are several grey aliens standing motionless staring at me. For a moment, I'm frozen. They stare. I start tobfeel warm and my heart races. I cant move and i can barely breathe as I panic. The panic is worse because I can't do a thing. All I can feel is a strange warm electricity everywhere in my body. Then one of them reaches their hand up toward me and I wake up. I've had several other freaky dreams about aliens, and weird objects floating around on my room and outside my window. One night I woke up, I don't think I had the dream, but as I woke, I heard a strange woo sh noise and there were red and blue lights all over my walls and ceiling. The lights went away as the wooshing sound faded. The whole thing probably only lasted a second. Maybe less. I started screaming for my parents and sprung out of bed. I was on complete terror. Then the whooshing sound happened again, this time getting louder. I looked out my window and it was a cop car speeding past with it's lights flashing. I then realized that the first whooshing must have been another cop car speeding past and that's what woke me. But taking all of those dreams in context, and waking up to the sound and lights. . . that was probably the moment in my life that I've felt the most terror.

Deej accidentally followed me on Twitter for like 5 seconds.

Literally a few weeks ago i tried to record some video so i have the exact date. First contact - October 4th, 11:13 pm Im sitting in my kitchen doing my calculus homework right and to my right on the counter this empty can of peach tea starts shaking. Now, i have two cats so i think nothing of it. One of them mist have jumped up there and then gotten spooked and jumped down, in the process rattling the can right???? About 30 seconds later it happens again. But this time im watching it and both of my cats are on the ground too. Now im kinda freaked out and i start texting my friend. Roughly five minutes passes and then both of my cats start hissing at the same exact time, and both of them are just staring at this one point in thin air and the older cat does the whole puff thing where she gets all big and THEN THE DOOR BEHIND ME CREAKS and at that point i was just like “this is it this is how i die”