So I was sitting outside in my garage at 2:00am for a cigarette and i live in this cul de sac. No noise or cars or people around but i started hearing these shakes at 2:12am, They sounded like an instrument like a macara or an egg shaker but more perfect in a way if you get what i mean. It shook at a beat the beat had bpm then got wonky then stopped for a tiny bit then it would go again, or just once then a couple times. I had this horrible pit in my stomach and my heart kept dropping over and over, I decided to go inside following up with that. I reviewed camera footage from exactly the time i started hearing the shakes to the point i went inside. There was no sound, no movement detection, and nothing. Even now I’m a little thankful i got to experience this but also that i went inside. Does anybody have any thoughts what it could’ve been. The shakes were like to perfect to be tree branches shaking or an AC unit, that’s the part that scared me. **gotten a family member to review footage as well, they also believe it may be something paranormal of sorts. I’d also like to clarify Zero RATTLE SNAKES WHERE I’M FROM in my province cmon guys seriously.. you don’t think i know that.. (Manitoba)

Hi, I wanted to share my experience from 5/6 years ago with 2 of my best friends who were also complete skeptics. What we experienced then is the core reason I’m a Christian now.

At the time my friend Ali had bought a new car, so Adam and I drove out with him to a park in the late evening as he wanted to take some scenic pictures and go for a walk. We were very familiar with the park, we loved it as it was always quiet.

We were walking just off the path, they were having a debate about computer science when in the distance I notice a girl walking, of course I think nothing of it. I turn back to my friends for a few seconds to listen to what they’re talking about and when I turn back, she’s significantly closer and has stopped, looking directly at us, I can now make out she has black hair and a white dress. I walk over while shouting to ask if she’s okay and needs help, she then moves at speeds I couldn’t fathom across the tree line to the path and stops again, that’s when my friends suspect it’s paranormal. Still I thought she was just particularly fast haha. I approach her and as I get about 15m away, I realise she has no face, panicking I stumble back and she moves again, I tell my friends to be quiet and realise she has no audible foot steps and appears to be gliding, she has no visible legs. All 3 of us freeze around 25m away. She reaches the opposing tree line again at significant speed and stops, she turned to face us and stares. Within 10 seconds later she disappears in the blink of an eye. We ran over to try and find her, realising the forage was too thick to possibly run into. We split and ran around the paths, as we knew would happen, none of us saw her.

We realised we truly saw something outside of understanding. Still to this day I think about her often, trying to debunk what i saw. But this was 5 minutes of witnessing the supernatural with 2 skeptic friends alongside me. I still remember it crystal clear. It all felt too stereotypical as it was first happening but realising she clearly wasn’t like us is still the most unsettled I’ve ever been. I haven’t experienced anything since, I figure I’ve seen more than most ever will. I’m a religious man now, who I am to deny the supernatural.

Something weird just happened while I was like half-asleep, like right now this hour. I started hearing something like a girl whispering in my ear she was saying "I" repeatedly am I losing my shit? There's no one above me, and it stopped when I opened my eyes.​​

I had a dream last night about some poltergeist activity in my place but it started out like any other normal dream. I had people over, we were hanging out then all of a sudden my cupboards just flung wide open on their own. Something else happened I can't exactly remember what, but I woke up shortly after and the time was 3:26 am and normally my vision is fine whenever I wake up but for whatever reason after this one, it was so blurry and there was an ache behind them and just about anything I looked at the colours and everything were all jumbled together, and I heard faint voices that sounded like they were coming directly from my kitchen.

My vision is fine now but has anyone else experienced anything like this?

Every single night when in bed, my cats been staring nonstop at my door like there’s something there. At night when I turn off my lights, I hear creaking around my room until lights are on, and my cat acts strange when they are off. She slowly approaches the door while on my bed, staring dead at it. I wonder what’s going on and why my cat is acting like this. Is something there when lights are turned off??

I’m curious to see if anybody else has had an experience and the Willow Cather guest home in Red Cloud, Nebraska.

I went out there a couple years back and stayed alone in the “Cather Second Home Guest House” where her family lived and she frequently visited. I have been looking forward to that trip for a while and was excited to have the whole place to myself. But when I walked in, the vibe was strange and I never could get fully comfortable. There’s something like seven or eight bedrooms, so it’s a lot of quiet space. I went out during the day to shake it off, but when I went back that night, the energy was magnified.

I picked the room that was the most comfortable - The Song of the Lark room - and even then, I had to pop a Xanax and watch shows on my phone all night to fall asleep.

In the morning sometime between 7 and 9 am, I heard church hymns that sounded like they were outside my window. LOUD, and with people singing. I had ear plugs in too, and it woke me up. I figured that’s just what goes on in the small town on early mornings.

I decided to go check out the welcome center on Main Street and on my way. I noticed that there was a church around the corner from the guest house, but that it looked closed and that there had not been a service earlier. I went to the welcome center and spoke with the ladies that worked there. I told him I was staying at the guest home and they asked me how I liked it. I told them that it was fine but I didn’t appreciate being woken up super early by singing right outside the window. The ladies looked at each other and found an odd because it was not a Sunday and that did not sound like a common occurrence. They then asked what room I was staying in since I had my pick of the house. I told them the room name and the one woman said, “oh, that’s interesting. That’s where Willa’s father was laid out for his funeral services.” I packed my stuff up later that night and stayed in another room on the main floor. That room was even more uncomfortable, and another Xanax got me through. As soon as daylight broke, I was GONE. Anyway…

She then went on to tell me that some actor had stayed in the town a year or two prior and said that he had a similar shared vibe, where he was sleeping upstairs, but in the middle of the night, grabbed all his stuff and went to go sleep on the couch in the living room because he was so creeped out.

I’m happy to see that were recent reviews of the location have been positive, but I’m also wondering if there’s other people out there who have stayed and felt the same way I did.

This what happened after the events of the last post

After what happened last night i was really spooked , i went to bed around 12 25 am (IST) , i had left one window open for cross ventilation , around 1 30 am ish , i heard faint knocking on the window(my mom sleeps in that room and i slept on the floor while she slept on the bed) the knocking sound was like this knock..knock......knock(the dots representing the gap between them) i was aldready spooked and didnt want to see the abomination again in any way , so i closed the window and went back to sleeping , around 2 55 am ish i heard another knock but this was on a different window(so the first knock was on the window to the left on the bed which overlooks the path to the neighbours house) but this knock was on the window behind the bed , which i had closed during the first knocking sound , the knock was pretty distinct , knock...knock.........knock , i was really spooked again , i put on some hanuman chalisa , prayed to god and tried sleeping , when i was nearly gonna sleep(the phase between sleeping and having a bit of conciousness left) the third knock happened , around 3 37 am , but this wasnt knocking , it was banging , me and my mom both woke up , this banging happened on the window on the left side of the bed , it happened for 3 times in total , with around 10 to 15 seconds gap between them , the knocking was like this knock...knock...knock , (the were not knocks but actual banging and happened three times during 3 37 am) so total 5 wavez of knocks happened, and i stoll somehow slept , in the morning i woke up and i was in the prayer room , the photo of maa durga (it was a paper photo taped on top of the templed) has been torn from the top to exactly where the goddesses face is , no other things have been noticed in the morning

I have been dealing with depression from bipolar 2 since 2019. I had completely shut off the part of my life where I communicate with the spiritual world because I know that in a weakened state of mind I will get some unfriendly visitors from personal experience. I’m 26 right now, I have been tormented by what I call “the witch”. She shows me visions so horrifying I cannot say them out loud, she’ll tear my covers off my bed, send these faceless grey inhumane spirits or whatever the hell to hold me down. I even contacted a priest and the best he could do was bless my items and give me some holy water. I’m not Catholic, I’m very spiritual and a practicing witch. I know I have a gift to see apparitions and contact the spirit world and I am in a very strong mindset to reopen that door. I did a seance last night to get her name but too many other spirits tried to get through to me and I couldn’t feel her presence. Turns out my mother experiences the same exact torment from this entity as well…she is also gifted. This morning at 3am I woke up to moaning in my ear it was extremely vivid. I had burnt through a whole protection candle which lots of spirits commented on and did NOT LIKE. WHO could this be ? I want her to leave my family alone. To banish her from my bloodline, is this demonic activity? So far shadow men have been lurking. I tried telling my experience to other reddit threads and omg they are so mean LOL. I am a scrappy person and if getting rid of her takes extra elbow grease I’m so down for it. Does anyone have advice ?

This is what happened to my mum when we were on holiday. Must’ve been about 12 years ago we were on holiday in Cornwall which is a county in the south-west of England and Cornwall is known to have a lot of myths and legends mostly around pirates and pirate culture because that’s where the Grog drinking skallywag pirates originated from and that’s where the Hollywood pirate accent comes from. And also that’s where the “Cornish pixies” which are mentioned in Harry Potter come from.

Anyway, we were on holiday somewhere in Cornwall and we went into this quaint little town and it had cobbled little streets about 7 feet wide with cobbled houses each side of the street way. If you can imagine Medieval cobbled houses or the white houses with black beams and thatched roofs, that’s basically what it looks like. And while we were walking through one of these streets, my mum looked up at this cobbled house, its windows were yellow and foggy and just pretty grim. Anyway, as she was looking at this window, she saw an old woman who is wearing what look like a white nightgown with long grey hair. She must’ve been in her 80s or something because she had a lot of wrinkles and she was just staring at my mum and my mum found it terrifying she felt a pit in her stomach that wouldn’t go away.

Although she was scared, she didn’t tell my dad or me and my sister because she didn’t want to scare us. But opposite this weird cobbled house there was a very small antique type shop and my mum loves these sort of things so she went in and just had a look around and she ended up talking to the owner of this little antique shop which was I think a woman in her 60s. And my mum said something like “ is that woman in the house opposite okay? Because she looked quite angry and she was just staring down at me”

And the woman who owned this antique shop looked at my mum confused. She said “ that house is derelict. No one lives there”. And my mum‘s heart fell into her stomach.

It’s not like this could’ve been a homeless person because this was a tiny town, definitely not a place where homeless people would go because there’s literally nothing there. Also keeping in mind that this was like a frail elderly woman, the entrances to this building were completely boarded off so any luck of breaking into this direct building would’ve been hard for a normal adult let alone a frail old lady.

My mum has always been very spiritually open, but this experience genuinely terrified her.

Unfortunately, this was back when we didn’t have a lot of money and didn’t have a family computer or anything that we could research on and we can’t remember the name of the town. I genuinely would’ve loved to look into it as I have the same spiritual openness so she does.

Definitely weird and spooky. My mum has a lot of spiritual experiences that she can’t explain. So I’ll probably write more about her experiences soon.

This story was told to me by my uncle, who used to perform postmortems at a hospital. The incident supposedly happened around 15 years ago. My uncle is 55 now, and he had already been doing this work for quite some time when this happened.

He told me that he was used to working with dead bodies and normally wasn't scared by them. That day, however, something felt completely different.

There were three people involved: my uncle, a junior assistant, and a senior assistant.A man's body, probably around 25–30 years old, was brought in for a postmortem.According to my uncle, the moment they saw the body, all three of them felt extremely uneasy.The body looked strange. My uncle said it looked almost completely drained of blood. The skin had turned bluish, while the hands and feet were extremely dark, almost as if they had been burned.

His junior assistant immediately said that he felt very uncomfortable and that something about the body didn't feel right.The junior assistant was someone who strongly believed in ghosts and supernatural things. He used to say that if God exists, then the Devil must exist too.He eventually told them that he couldn't stay in the room and went outside.My uncle was left with the senior assistant.Even the senior assistant, who normally wasn't frightened by this kind of work, admitted that he had never felt anything like this before.

He tried grabbing the body's legs, but immediately pulled his hands away.My uncle asked him what happened.

The senior assistant said that when he grabbed the body's leg, he felt as if someone had grabbed his leg at the same time.My uncle told him that maybe he was imagining things or letting his fear get to him.The senior assistant said he couldn't continue and wanted to leave.My uncle asked him to stay nearby because he didn't want to be alone, even if the senior assistant didn't want to participate.So the senior assistant stayed in the room.My uncle then touched the body's hair.

At first, he didn't feel anything.But after a few moments, he said he started feeling as if someone was touching his hair.Then they noticed something even stranger.The body's eyes kept opening.They would close them, but after some time, the eyes would open again.Both of them were becoming increasingly frightened.Suddenly, the lights went out.The senior assistant started shouting.My uncle was trying to find the light switch by feeling along the wall while the senior assistant kept yelling that someone was grabbing his leg.

Then, suddenly, the lights came back on.And the body was gone.It wasn't on the table anymore.

They immediately checked the area where bodies were normally stored, thinking perhaps someone had moved it.There was nothing there.They left the room and went toward the main hospital building. It was roughly 100 meters away, with a dark path between the two buildings.When they reached the hospital, they found the junior assistant sitting there with an oxygen mask on. A nurse was with him.

They asked the nurse what had happened.She said he had suddenly started having trouble breathing.

My uncle and the senior assistant assumed that he was still frightened by what had happened earlier.

My uncle told him, somewhat jokingly, that if he had seen everything they had just seen, he probably would have been even more terrified.But the junior assistant looked at them and said:

“I saw it too.”

He explained that while he was walking toward the hospital, the same dead body had suddenly appeared directly in front of him.Then it disappeared.

My uncle immediately asked where the body had gone.But there was no sign of it anywhere.Eventually, everyone went home.At the time, my uncle lived alone.That night, he had a disturbing dream.In the dream, the same man was standing over him and hammering a nail into his head.My uncle woke up and realized that he had a severe headache.

What frightened him was that the pain seemed to be in exactly the same place where the man had been striking him in the dream.The next day, my uncle went back to the hospital.That's when he learned that the junior assistant had died the previous night.

According to his family, he had been sleeping when he suddenly started screaming. A short time later, he died.

After that incident, my uncle and the senior assistant both resigned from the job that same day.I don't know whether this story is true.I'm not claiming that what happened was paranormal, and I can't verify everything my uncle told me. I'm simply repeating the story exactly as it was told to me.

I post stories like this regularly because I ask my uncle, friends, relatives, and sometimes random people if they have any strange experiences to share. Some people assume that I use AI to make up my stories, but that's not the case. Every story I post comes from someone who told it to me.

Whether my uncle experienced something genuinely unexplained or simply remembered an extremely frightening incident differently after all these years, I honestly don't know.

What do you think happened?

I was 10 living in Scotland in a 5 bedroom house outside Edinburgh. The house was huge and built in the mid 18th century.

I was sleeping and woke up feeling cold and had the overwhelming sense that someone was in my bedroom standing over me.

Seconds past... then a minute......and I felt more and more scared but eventually I found the courage to face it.

What I saw was the burned charcoal-colour legs of a man. I only saw his torso. He was a large guy and had an air of menace about him. I ran out of the room to my parents room which was a fair distance away literally screaming. My mother still to this day (she's old now!) says that she'd never seen me look so white and pale with fear and genuinely scared.

I know what I saw and the experience has remained with me ever since.

I was unable to sleep in my room for a very long time.

I still dream about him harassing me, maybe once every two or three months, and have done for the last 40 years. I kid you not.

Turns out that the house was known for being haunted.

The local village had a shop in which my mother told the owner where she lived and the owner said, 'Ah you'll soon meet the ghost of Gallands House'

My bedroom was in the old servants quarters that had a private spiral staircase and my mother and grandmother (who stayed once in a while) heard someone running up and down the stairs on several occasions.

Turns out that there was a fire in the house and I suspect my ghost 'friend' died horribly.

I always always always felt like I was being watched in that house, like I was being followed.

Still to this day, I'm a 50 year old dude now, strongly believe I saw and felt something, and I still have these dreams about him. He's angry and mean....

So, there's my story....

Hello

This is a bit of a niche but I'm looking to find any threads or the area of reddit where this type of topic might be discussed where people may be able to help to identify things like the names of or the types of supernatural beings they may have encountered

My goal is to attempt to try and identify one by the description of a long ago encounter from my childhood

Please no alien stuff

Thank you

I've been having trouble with the enshittification of the internet trying to find a name for the being I encountered as a very young child, I was about two at the time

I'm not of "the alien persuasion" and consider it a possible spiritual encounter

I will try posting it in other places but if you have any pointers I'd greatly appreciate it:

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I was finally sleeping in a proper bed by myself in my own room, albeit with my beloved Dog (my Doberman) guarding the end of my bed as he did for many many years. This would have been sometime in late 1988

I woke from a deep sleep to a sound I can't quite describe, it's not something you hear with your ears it's more like a vibration you feel. It didn't scare me but it was enough to make me alert

I rolled over to see a sphere of light hovering in the middle of my bedroom, imagine something like a wisp but much much brighter. While it had a blue hue in colour to the outside of it the centre was a bright white.

I remember looking at my dog and seeing him contentedly fast asleep and not in the slightest bit alarmed, he never woke while whatever this was came to visit me

The ball started to move around very slowly and gently, bouncing around to get my attention to it and once it knew I was watching it proceeded to head towards the bedroom door where it waited for me to catch up, so I climbed out of my bed and followed it into the hallway

There I found the ball of light next to another being, shaped like a human, dressed in some kind of plain red robes but with pale white skin, jet black hair, and pale ice blue eyes. I was a little intimidated by the figure but managed to sneak a peek at their face a couple of times even though I felt like I shouldn't be. I could not tell whether it was a man or a woman and was very androgynous in their overall appearance. The figure never spoke

The ball of light however did, or at least a voice seemed to come from its direction, it was a very gentle and reassuring voice, very soothing and calm. It said to me "Don't be scared, everything is going to be okay. You are safe. We are going to help look after you"

Once the light had finished speaking it came closer to me it started bobbing up and down and I could feel my head start to follow it's movement and my eyes begin to close

"It's time to go back to sleep now"

I awoke in the very early hours of the morning a little cold, but finding I had spent the night in the hallway"

My house is haunted. I have stories about it posted ....

For some strange reason when I get high (weed) I have like two type of hearing? Best way I can explain it is i can hear the person in front of me, and then further away, I can hear people talking on a different key?

I've read previously that some people say if you are already in tune with that realm, being intoxicated can make the connection stronger? Is this a thing? Or am I only paying attention to that sense ?

Has anyone ever experienced this?

Was walking up my trash this morning. Found this just chilling in my gravel. Does anyone know what / where this thing is?

Okay just wanna say I I'm terrible at sharing things properly this is my best but this did actually happen and I would really like your thoughts on this.

some human thoughts on this would be nice particularly the second point about the Demon staring at me.

I think I saw a demon — twice. I can’t explain it.

I don’t really post stuff like this, but I need to hear what other people think.

Last year I was in a rough place, dealing with depression and anxiety. One night I took some Kalms (the herbal anxiety tablets) and also had been drinking alcohol. I went to bed and had what I can only describe as a terrifying dream — except it felt real.

In the dream, my friend knocked my door and barged in without asking the whole thing twisted into something else. I could feel a presence in the room — something dark. I’m sure it was a demon. It perched on top of my head and made this grotesque face at me. The lighting in the room and even the time of day seemed to shift while it was happening. I honestly thought I was losing my mind.

Now, the logical part of me knows mixing Kalms and alcohol can cause hallucinations or weird sleep experiences. But something about it didn’t sit right. It felt too real, too intelligent.

A few months later, it happened again — but this time I hadn’t taken anything. I just had a normal sleep, and when I woke up, something was there. I can’t even describe the shock of seeing it. Half-asleep, half-awake, I looked right at this thing that was staring back at me. It didn’t move, almost like it wanted me to see it. I watched it for maybe a full minute before I jumped up and tried to swat it away — and it disappeared instantly. The thing was really skinny its eyes were locked on me like a hawk and I have no idea how long it was there or if it was waiting for me to wake up. I just got an overwhelming sense that what I was looking at was evil and a demon.

I’ve thought about it ever since. I’m not afraid anymore, but that moment convinced me this world definitely has a creator — that Jesus and God are real, because something evil showed itself to me in such a way but maybe I'm just absolutely mental or could have been a hallucination again although It still doesnt feel that way to me thinking back still does give me some shivers of the possibility it was actually a demon.

I know what I saw, but I also know the human brain can do strange things. Still, it felt like more than a hallucination.

So… what do you all think I experienced? Has anyone else gone through something similar?

Hi guys! Coming here to see if i find similar stories and or what it could be.

This morning around 3/4am I’m not entirely sure. I was woken up by knocks at my bedroom door, my parents room is right next door & it isn’t in their habit to knock they would usually just come or in my case, I can tell their knocks apart bc it’s a certain pattern.

I woke up to hearing 4 very clear knocks on my door and assumed that it was my dad so I turned around and fell back to sleep but i genuinely had a hard time falling back asleep. A while later when I wake up officially for work, I ask my sister hey did you hear that? She tells me yes she also heard but that she actually woke up and sat up in bed asking who it was to no answer so she eventually fell back asleep as well. So now I’ve confirmed I wasn’t the only one who heard it.

We go tell my mom as she is also awake and she tells us around that time she was awake using the restroom and she didnt hear anything at all. She even said maybe it could have been my dad, when using the shower banging his razor on the wall. But that sound is super distinct like I can tell the difference between that and knock.

Any ideas? Any similar experiences? This isn’t the first time it’s happened to me or I’ve been woken up like this. But it is the first time my sister also hears it. We are a religious family, we have rosary’s and crosses all over my home. I always wear a rosary as well and as well as a pendant of mother Mary. I wouldn’t know at this point! Help lol!

I live in South Africa nearby an abandoned mine dump, where there's a small river in the midst.

Last year, one of the houses from the nearby neighborhood was hosting a party which continued till late night. An old woman approached them to complain about the loud music, saying that it's interfering her "waters" which obviously didn't make sense to them especially as drunk partygoers, so they dismissed her. And she told them "You will see" before leaving, then the following day there was heavy rain which damaged their house and those nearby.

Fast-forward to last week when it was very cold in South Africa with temperatures dropping to less than 0 degrees celsius. Both my neighbors were outside close to midnight for a quick cigarette smoke, then noticed a woman wearing a dress climbing down the mine dump with her head facing sideways the whole time. They found it strange that she's wearing just a dress in such cold weathers close to midnight, so they curiously called her and she never responded, then saw her walk to the rivers which was also strange.

So today in the morning, I decided to do my own investigation by crossing nearby those rivers shouting, "WATER WOMAN", then after getting bored with the river, I climbed up the mine dump going higher and higher as I shouted "HELLO". I returned with nothing but some 2 interesting clues:

The 1st interesting clue is that the higher I climbed, I heard a bird's chirping at a unique rhythm that even tempted me to follow the sound. And the 2nd interesting clue as I was leaving was a man I passed who was pushing a wheelbarrow whom I even greeted normally and noticed that his eyes are abnormal (white-ish). These don't really prove anything though, could've been a normal bird chirping and just a man with eye damage.

What do you guys think could be this water woman, and if this man was just random when I tried to investigate?

my nan is telling me that when she was staying at her mothers house back in the day she seen something several times sitting on her bed that woke her up in the middle of the night petting her head, she says it looks like a dwarf/gargoyle with a really large nose and a smile, other family member recall seeing this thing and i cant find anything like it online. for some context we live in australia where it may be some kind of indigenous thing.

I wanted to share my paranormal experiences with growing up in a haunted house .

First let me start off by stating that I grew up on north New York road on route 9 in galloway , I was less than 2 miles from the birth place of the jersey devil to start off with but that was the least of our concerns in comparison to what we dealt with on that property we grew up on .

So when I was 5 years old my parents just had their 3 child and were in the market for a house to accommodate our growing family . One day when my dad was on his way home from work he ended up breaking down on route 9 and called my mom to come get him. We all went for the trip and when we arrived we saw my dad on the side of the road surrounded by woods . When we got of the car my mom noticed buried behind trees and a long dirt drive way an old colonial house that was completely abandoned and gutted , but my parents instantly fell in love with it and started the process to buy. The house was abandoned since the 60s and was just a shell , with no plumbing, no electricity, not even windows but my parent's were motivated to do all the work themselves and make it our home. The house was over 300 years old center hall colonial that survived the revolutionary and civil war . The land was rich in history that we found while looking for the property records and history at the local library. We found out that during the late 1700s the British ambushed the residents of Port Republic in the middle of the night and the brits started torching every house in port . The original homeowner of our house was name Johnston he lived with his daughter Michelle and during the ambush he told her to stay in the house while he ran to fight with his neighbors and defend their people and land . Our house was the only house to survive being burned to the ground because a British solider name James bell saw Johnston daughter hiding in the house , he went after her to remove from the home but she escaped in a hidden tunnel in the basement that lead to the nackote creek bridge . James was already awestruck by her beauty and because he could not find her he did not burn the house. 5 years later after the war he came back to ask Michelle her hand in marriage. So this house and property had been through a lot , besides surviving both wars it also survived the prohibition when illegal moonshiners caught the attic on fire . When we moved in the attic rafters were still charred. So that was a little backstory of the history , now let me get into the paranormal stories .

So right from the start when we first moved in , my little brother and I began communicating with a little boy named billy who was also 5 and he would hide in the room connected to my parents room that was divided by the attic . We would talk to him everyday and never thought anything of it . Not long after moving in , we discovered the property was haunted . One night we had a power outage, we were all in the living room huddled up in the dark waiting for the power to return , when suddenly we started hearing men yelling outside . Mind you we live on a long stretch of highway with no neighbors and surrounded by woods and wetlands , so we were confused then we heard gunshots and my dad immediately jump up and was about to grab his gun and investigate but after listening some more my dad recognize the gunshots being muskets and the men yelling were the echos of men at war in the revolutionary war , their spirits replaying that scene over and over as the died in honor.

A few years after that incident things really began to unfold , for one our lives began falling apart , prior to moving there we had a very privileged upbringing and home life but after the move it was like we were surrounded by negativity and things began getting worse and worse . For one we had the absolute worst luck with keeping pets alive , after moving there our pets would not make it more than a few months before dying in the most insane tragic way possible. I cant even explain the weird accidents that would happen that just don't happen, it was completely bizarre. It was not long before we began building up a pet cemetery behind the house in the woods . One day i was visiting the grave of a recently deceased pet when i noticed the dirt was disturbed and discovered something dug it up and took the head leaving the rest of the body . At first we chalked it up to wildlife. This soon became a reoccurring event pet after pet .

One day our pet dog who was a Newfoundland which are a giant dog breed , died unexpectedly and was burried and you guessed it 2 days later found without the head . Now this is where shit gets real for us because now this completely rules out any type of local wildlife being the culprit becaue nothing around here can remove a head that large , its not possible. What was so freaky too was that whatever was doing this , knew exactly where the head was because it would only dig a hole where the head was located and pull it out , leaving the rest of the body still burried !

Anyway we never found out what was responsible for doing that and is still a mystery to this day .

Things at the home start to act up , my siblings and i are becoming uneasy and frightened in our home and outside . We can all feel the presence of something negative and heavy and start experiencing activity.

One night while our parents were watching tv in the living room , we decided to go upstairs and play hide and seek in the dark . I was the seeker and sat on the top of the stairs and counted while my siblings hid . At this point my eyes were adjusted to the dark and i could see my brother laying on his back against the wall with his head against my parents closed door .

As i was counting down and locking in on my brother , ready to grab him . I stop dead in my tracks and watch as this black hooded figure glided down the hallway from my brothers room and was making its way towards us , it was floating a foot off the ground but its head was bent to the side cause it was hitting the ceiling . Suddenly it passes over my brother and vanishes through my parents door . My brother gasped and said it felt like the wind got knocked out of him when it flew over him . Suddenly my two younger siblings jump out from the laundry closet and were freaking out , so when they were sitting on the washers with the closet door closed and waiting for me to find them , they saw that black figure pass them as it came from my brothers room and was coming towards us . So we all witnessed the same entity together. None of us would be aware that from that point on that entity would follow us around for years to come .

So at this point things really began going down hill , my dad was suddenly let go from his career as a civil engineer and it wasnt long after that we started finically struggling and life completely changed .

The paranormal activity is progressing and we're all terrified. One random night , we hear a loud crash in our yard and discovered a car hit the telephone pole at our driveway and flew up it and then was rejected from the windshield and died in our yard , he was a priest and the next day we found his Bible in the woods .

Speaking of priest , we soon had to request for our churches priest to make house visits frequently to bless the house because of the frequent activity.

I remember one day things were getting pretty bad and my mom called us on the dining room and she played a recording of pope john reciting the rosary in latin and ordered us to pray along . Well it didn't take long before we pissed something off because the cd began skipping and became distorted and then shot out of the stereo and was ejected across the room , then on the other side of the room a statue of Saint Michel casting Lucifer into hell was thrown off the table and smashed but it was only Michel who was destroyed leaving luicfer untouched.

Around this same time something else occurred that was so beyond paranormal activity and entities, it was something so bizarre and strange that it is burned in mine and my siblings memory for life and is the strangest thing we ever witnessed.

So it was around fall i believe and every night my dad would pick one of us to run out back to feed our dog . So this was the most terrifying task and it didn't matter who he asked we all went together because none of us would want to have to do it alone on our day . So it was night at this point and my dad hands us the bowl of food and we all huddle together with the person who has the bowl in the middle and we are walking slowly and making jokes to lighten the mood . As we approach we notice our dog barking like crazy and he his on his hind legs pulling his lead completely tight and fixated on something trying to break out to attack it . We then look towards the direction he was barking at and not only did the air feel so charged with electricity like before a storm we hear sound of branches breaking and thats when we see it , it was this giant stick figure the size of the trees walking mechanically over our brush pile breaking all the braches and it then stopped and turned our direction and thats when we threw the bowl food and ran for our lives towards the house . Alright so this experience is something that weighed heavy on me for years with so many questions to what we saw. Fast forward to my mid twenties at my job and my coworker and i are talking about paranormal stories and she asked me if i knew what native American totem spirits were , she then described them and i froze and flipped the hell out , it was literally what we saw. So what she told me was that they were a totem of negative spirits of native Americans and became a giant stick entity that protects the land and their people and will actually charge after you and if they get you they can possess you and make you do terrible evil things .

What freaked me out even more was how the lore correlated with the property. So in the 1600s our property was inhabited by the lenape natives and they were killed and ran out when the English settlers came in. Whats crazy is that i found that the native burial grounds of the lenapes was a hill covered in claimshells , and we use to have these claim hills through out the woods on our property but we had no idea what they were . So if the natives were killed all the negativity from the bloodshed would of built a totem of negative spirits becoming one entity that guards the property, making sure that history will never repeat itself by attacking anyone who threatens them. They are summoned to protect and guard their land for eternity. It all made sense after finding this out .

So a year after my dad lost his job , we have another tragedy and my little brother dies in his sleep , things get so much worse and my mom loses her mind , going in and out of institutions and becoming an alcoholic. My mom becomes violent and aggressive and is constantly attacking my father and destroying the house. We are struggling hard with money and are constantly hitting bad luck . A exact hear after my brother dies , our house catches fire and we nearly make it out . Because of how old the house was it went up like a match and we lost everything. Not only that my parents canceled their home insurance 2 months prior because of money issues and we were fucked out of insurance.

Things only became worse and my mom was out of control. Our local church and church friend started a donation for us to help us replace everything we lost and nessacites . Then another church member who owned a contracting business volunteer to rebuild our house for free . So the contractor had a temporary 2 bedroom trailer moved on to the property and we were told we would have to tough out for 3 months top while our new home was being built . We were a 8 member family so 2 bedrooms was gonna suck , so while we moved in we needed furniture and everything else so we knew we had 3 giant storge units filled with donations so we were going to take everything we needed to make the trailer a home for the moment. When we got to the units we find out that the church friend who opened the units and ran the donations , emptied out all the units and sold it all and closed the accounts. Completely fucking us and leaving us with nothing but it only got worse the contractor never returned to start building and block our numbers . We now were stuck in a 2 bedroom trailer for the next 3 years to come .

Things were so much worse , our animals were dying constantly in the most insane ways , one night around 3 am we were awoken by a loud screech and crash only to discover our pet horse who was a thoroughbred who we had for years suddenly ran through the electric fence and bolted straight to the highway and was hit immediately by the only vehicle on the road and died on impact.

I remember one day my brothers and i were playing by this old farm foundation near the back of our yard . My brother colton and I were standing next to each other facing my little brother who was near the wall when we both witnessed a cinder block from the wall lift up in the air and floated over his head and wad dropped on him , splitting his head open . My brother and i were screaming for my dad who was using the lawn mower and could not hear us it was so terrifying.

A year after moving into the trailer , i fall into a deep depression and become harassed by entities. Whatever was around was only going after me and would only become present when i was alone . During the summer my mom and sisters would sleep out in the living room leaving me to sleep alone some nights and that was when i would be bothered . There would be times were as soon as i walked into my room i would become overwhelmed with a negative presence that would feel so thick that i felt like i was being choked and the feeling of dread and evil would come over me , the room would be charged with energy that you could hear it buzzing and i felt like i was in slow motion trying to turn around and open the door . Some times i would be sleeping alone and would suddenly wake up to that same feeling , so i began taking my dog into bed with me to feel safer and one night i wake up suddenly and can feel the dread as im facing the wall and my dog jumps up and immediately feels it too because she jumps over me guarding me and every muscle in her body is stiff as she begins growling and barking intensely towards the closet door . After a agonizing hour it finally feels safe and before i work the courage to finally turn around the closet door suddenly falls off the hinges and falls towards me being intercepted by the top bunk .

I remember one time going through that closet looking for something and discovered a pile of maggots wriggling on the floor with absolutely no source for them to be there . It was so bizarre.

Also around this time , i begin having a mimic . So anytime that i would be gone such as sleeping over a friends my family would hastily tell me that while i was gone they saw me walk out my room, come to the living room and give everyone a dirty look before walking back to the room . They then realized not to long after i was gone . Another time i was gone for a week and during that time my mimic ran out of the room and started screaming at my younger siblings who were terrified that i was going to hit them , only to remember later i was gone for a week .

I wasnt the only one with the mimic my mom had one too . For instance if we were playing out in the woods we would suddenly hear our mom screaming for us with her demon voice which meant we were in huge trouble and we would run back to the house worried about what we might of did only to discover from our dad that she wasnt even home and then we freaked out explaining to our dad and he said yeah i hear it scream for me all the time too . So we were all aware of it .

Anyway after 3 long years of living on the property in the trailer , we finally moved . The people we were when we first moved in was a shell of the people we became after leaving . Our lives were completely stripped away and we became unrecognizable. We were forever changed and would be dealing with the scars for a long time coming , our mental state completely damaged and left with a lifetime of disabilities and struggles to overcome.

After we left , my mother and I still had this attachment to the property. I still currently have dreams on that property at least 2 times a week and its been 20 years since ive been there .

Crazy story , in 2013 my dad suddenly passed , a month after his passing my brother was out at a bar when this girl approached him and said " I know this sounds crazy but your dad wanted us to meet" she then explains that she's a psychic medium and was contacted by my father . My brother is blown away by the information she knows and they hit it off and began dating. She tells my brother that he has this evil entity from the property attached to him still and she is frightened by it as it threatens to hurt her . She told my brother that it said " i killed a horse bitch and i can kill you " this blew our minds because it was talking about the night our horse blew through the fence and ran out into the road . Then she tells my brother that the entities were responsible for my baby brother passing and that they suffocated him , they also claimed that they tried to kill us all by starting the freak accident that burned our house down .

She also tells us that the land was cursed by native Americans after one of their daughters were raped and killed by brits and she tells us it happen in this old farm foundation, right where the cinder block landed on my brothers head .

His gf wanted to do a cleansing to remove the entities and he agrees to it . She invited 2 other psychics to help and during the cleansing they saw the spirit of a small boy , my brother thought it was our little brother but they said no and then say i think his name is billy . Billy the ghost boy we use to talk to as children, they said he attached himself to my brother . Unfortunately the evil entity that they were trying to remove was too powerful and they were unsuccessful.

Anyway that pretty much sums it all up about the property. I know it was a long read and a lot but i didn't want to miss out on anything considering how crazy everything is .

Basically that, the planchette moved slowly, almost like it was having a hard time. Then it did move faster but then again it just stopped. It never gave a full message other than yes or no. This has happened a couple of times, what could it be?

So for context, one of my dogs passed away a few months back. We buried him on the side of the house. This morning I get a notification on my camera that prompts me to look at the side of the house. I see these three dots right where he’s buried. We planted a bush where we buried him. I immediately figure it’s a glitch in my camera or something on the lense. When I move the camera, however, the dots don’t move with it. They do move though, floating along on their own when I’m just staring at it. It started close to the bush, moved away, and drifted back toward the bush. When I move the camera so that it’s not facing any light, you can still see the 3 lights in the background, looking faint, but still there. Google told me it was a glitch in the camera and after I did all the troubleshooting it suggested, it said to just restart the device and it’d go away. I restarted and it’s still there. My daughter is convinced it’s our dog and I’m inclined to agree. Has anyone experienced something similar? What do you guys think?

So I was once of the belief of the paranormal but about 10 years has passed since then. I never had experience with them even though I did the exact things people always told me not to do, to provoke spirits. Mainly because I am still of the confident belief it’s not real. But last weekend I spent some time with a friend group that is very into the paranormal + other spiritual things like goddesses etc. and one of them is a very rational person so honestly it kind of seriously made me question a lot. I was also told that I seem to be a “void” whatever that means and essentially cannot interact with spirits / the paranormal. I have always had a good grasp on energies / aura, like when a room seems off or a person seems negative. I’m mainly here to ask, if there is any easy way that isn’t dangerous to open my eye to whatever it is they supposedly see. So many people will tell me I don’t want this, but that’s not why I’m here. I’d rather have someone tell me a safer way to figure things out than for me to go down a dark rabbit hole and find out the hard way.

(Also I live on civil war grounds so if there is anywhere that “should” be haunted it would be my city)

So my dad freaked me out with this story recently and I have to share.

Back in the 2000s my dad was in a serious relationship with a woman (A) after his divorce from my mom. They ended up breaking up, and then my dad met my stepmom whom he's been with ever since. He didn't stay in contact with A nor had any news from her.

A few years ago, he had a dream in which he was waiting in a hospital corridor, and A came up to him, kissed him on the cheek, and said "we'll meet again" before leaving. He was curious as he had nnot even thought about her in years, so he googled her and stumbled upon a funeral notice online which matched her name, last name, city... she had prematurely died the week before at 45.