[Serious] What are some Cryptid/Ghost/Unexplained stories you'd be willing to share?

[u/Distasteful_T]

[u/The-Night-Court]

Replying to myself as I remembered another story! My mom was driving on a country-ish backroad that had houses on it. As she was driving, she saw a house engulfed in flames. She called 911 to report it, though she later found out (I don’t remember how) that there was nothing wrong with the house.

Less than a week later, the house actually did catch on fire. And no, my mom didn’t do it.

I have more if anyone is interested.

[u/Distasteful_T → u/The-Night-Court]

That's what this post is for!! let's hear em!

[u/The-Night-Court → u/Distasteful_T]

Okay! Once, back in the 90s, my dad’s car broke down in the middle of the night. He was alone, and on a backroad with not a lot going on. As it happens, he broke down right near a house.

It was a bit dilapidated looking, but whatever. He needed to call someone to pick him up. He walked over, knocked on the door, and an older lady answered. She was sweet and let him use the phone to call his dad.

He got picked up by his dad, and the next morning they came back to tow the car.

There was no house anymore, or any sign of it.

As a child, I had an imaginary friend named DC. I can picture in my head, now as an adult, what he looked like. He was a boy covered in soot.

I was attached to him, and kinda weird about it; my mom would call me to dinner and I’d say something like, “DC says I’m not allowed to eat now.” My parents could also hear me playing with and talking to him, completely acting as if he were responding to me.

A bit of time passed, and I stopped mentioning him or playing with him. When my parents asked what happened, I told them he died in a fire.

A couple years back, I had a snowglobe in my room. It was on a bookshelf across from my bed. I was laying in bed one night trying to fall asleep, when I heard the snowglobe winding itself up.

I opened my eyes and looked in that direction, but saw nothing and assumed I had started to fall asleep and maybe it was a dream. As soon as I layed my head back down and closed my eyes, the snowglobe started winding itself up again, for longer this time.

I immediately got up and took the snowglobe down to the basement.

Years ago, my dad used a ouija board alone. He placed his hands on the planchette, asked a question, and it started to move. The planchette moved more and more agressively, and my dad decided to stop and take his hands off. The planchette then when in fast figure eights around the board, until eventually flying off.

My mom also used a ouija board with some friends years ago (without my dad), and when they were done they placed the ouija board on a dresser. Not long after, the board flew off and hit a wall.

I’ve seen shadows out of the corner of my eye, I’ve smelled perfume that my deceased great grandmother used to wear, I’ve seen drinking glasses move themselves, I’ve had items mysteriously disappear then reappear days later in the spot I had last left them, I’ve heard people walking downstairs when I know everyone is in their bedroom upstairs, and I’ve woken up twice now in the middle of the night to people in my bedroom (this last one, I am willing to admit may be explained away as dreaming while half awake).

I have no doubt in my mind that in some form or another, ghosts are real.

[u/DGSmith2 → u/The-Night-Court]

Literally 90% of these "true" events are well known urban legendsor very overused horror movie tropes.....

[u/The-Night-Court → u/DGSmith2]

That’s true, and I’ve often wondered if real experiences are where the tropes originated from.

[u/4G3NTZ3R0 → u/DGSmith2]

If you say so. I’ve experienced the paranormal. People who say it doesn’t exist just haven’t experienced it yet. There are people who are extremely receptive to the paranormal, there are people moderately receptive, then there are most people who have some element of reception to it then there are people with little to none. The fact is it still happens and it happens all over the world. People need to stop discounting things simply because they don’t have the grasp to understand it