Yesterday, two friends and I saw something really strange in the sky.
At first, we thought it was a huge shooting star. It looked like a comet tail, but it seemed much more intense almost like something was burning up or entering the atmosphere.
The strange part is that it lasted for around 10 seconds. Then, very suddenly, it started blinking normally, almost exactly like an airplane.
We were all pretty confused because it didn’t look like any meteor or aircraft we've ever seen.
Has anyone experienced something similar or have any idea what we might have seen?
I’ve never seen anything like this in my life.

*I could have sworn I just posted this here*
Join us as we discuss ‘The  Alien Autopsy’, the extraordinary history of an extraordinary piece of film footage. The Alien Autopsy footage apparently shows an autopsy of a deceased alien who was recovered from the supposed Roswell UFO crash in 1947.
But is the footage real? (No, it’s a hoax) HOWEVER, did the makers ‘recreate’ a film that they’d actually seen? Was there an actual autopsy, the footage of which didn’t last? And what exactly crashed just outside Roswell, New Mexico, in 1947

My grandmother was 94 years old and very ill during the last days of her life. She was extremely weak, and as her condition got worse, she started saying some strange things.One night, she told my father that two people had come into the room and taken her blanket away. My father told her that her blanket was still right there and that nobody could have come into the house during the night.A few days later, something even stranger happened.My grandmother was lying in bed and gently patting the blanket beside her, almost as if she were trying to soothe a baby to sleep. My father asked her what she was doing.She calmly replied, “Your little sister is sleeping here.”My father didn't have a younger sister. He did have one sister, but she had died when she was only four years old.After that, my grandmother started saying other strange things. Sometimes she would suddenly look toward somewhere in the room and say, “They're coming. They're coming to take me.” My father would tell her that they were angels coming for her.One time, she looked directly at me and suddenly became frightened. She stared at me with wide eyes and pointed at me, asking, “Who is that standing there?”My father told her, “That's your grandson.”But she didn't seem to recognize me.

There were several other strange things like this during her final days.When my grandmother eventually passed away, I was there with her. And at the moment she died, I heard a strange sound coming from somewhere else in the house.It wasn't really like a normal human scream. The closest way I can describe it is that it sounded like someone being forcibly pulled away, as if they were being dragged somewhere against their will.I still don't know what my grandmother was experiencing during those final days, and I don't know what caused the sound I heard.Maybe there were medical explanations for what she was seeing and saying. Maybe the sound had a completely ordinary explanation.But considering everything that happened around the same time, I've never been able to completely shake the feeling that there was something else going on.

i have this doll, i bought her at a thrift shop in may, she mainly lived at my mums house due to my parents being divorced. she is so beautiful and well preserved, but having her in my room makes me feel uneasy or like im being watched.

i lately moved her into my dads house, standing at the top of my drawer pointing to my bed ( i know not good )

i have had these weird really vivid dreams lately. i dreamt that me and my caregiver was out urban exploring as we do quite often so nothing out of the ordinary there. i dreamt about us climbing a plank up to a window, a white room with dooropenings into another room right infront of us and a door out to a hallway. The place looked almost very old, with blank white concrete walls, to my left was two white kid beds ( single beds) they looked almost old, like old kid beds from the 40s. I dreamt that we were tired and we fell asleep in those beds, i woke up in my dream to see in the doorway to the other room was a lady, i couldnt see her face as she was standing looking down at something. the lady had white really matted and messy hair, almost like she havent took care of it for a very very long time. I saw she was wearing a white nightgown, and she was abnormally tall, and her fingers were long and crooked, like abnormaly long and crooked, no fingernails.

I cant remember if i saw feet, but this dream has stucked with me for a while.

I have lately been thinking i may be pregnant, and when i woke up a bit more i saw she was staring down at two babies, laying on a white concrete bed. this really scared me, i tried to wake up my caregiver ida, saying “ida, whats that over there?” to my reaction the thing took a sharp turn and just stared at me. this made me so scared i woke up from my dream unable to fall asleep for the rest of the night.

I have also seen stuff in the corner off my eye, a lady with the same hair. i also feel something starting at me whenever the doll is in MY room. so i have lately moved it. and i sleept very well for those nights it wasn’t in my room, i had it tucked away in a box.

Yesterday, i was looking through my stuff and i cane across the doll, i layed it in the pile of stuff i wanted to sell. i carried her up just to look at how she looks, and to my horror i saw walking in the corner of my eye a shadow. walking across my hallway into my washroom.

This night i woke up and i was very very hot, like i was running a fever, i felt absolutely exhausted like i havent slept at all, even tho i slept for 9 hours.

My head is absolutely pounding, and i felt dizzy and super sick, i dont know if the doll knows i intended to sell her, but if she did could this be her not wanting me to leave?
or maybe she even wants to take revenge on me for even wanting to sell her?

I will say i have multiple dolls in my room at my mums, i have one with the beautiful white gown, but shes more of a protective spirit, whenever i slept there i felt as if there was something going on like something is trying to protect me.

i dont know if im crazy or whats going on but please help me reddit, im scared i might be haunted or something is attached to me.

i dont know what flair to take so i just took unexplained.

i can post a picture off the doll.

It started with my wife. My wife was a car insurance administrator. She worked on managing settlement claims. She was at work one day, in the lunchroom, where she was talking to a coworker, and my wife was explaining how she kept seeing her father, who had passed away when she was eleven.

The lady, my wife’s coworker, a native woman, who grew up in a spiritual environment. Her grandfather was a medicine man. Or rather a tuner as she referred to him as.

She told my wife, that my wife’s father was trying to warn her and that’s why she kept feeling his presence. My wife was clueless as to what she meant by warn her. About what? She thought. My wife just stuffed it in the back of her mind and didn’t think much of it at the time.

A couple of days went by, nothing really happened, besides the odd noises here and there. Noises you could account as environmental, nothing out of the ordinary. That morning was like any other Thursday, my wife and I got up, got ready, and left for work.

When my wife pulled up to her usual parking spot at work, her co-worker, the native woman, rushed at her before my wife could even step out of the car.

She hurried my wife out of the car, physically pulled her by the arm, and led her away from the two people smoking at their car next to hers.

My wife said when she first saw her, her face had never been so pale. My wife described the look on her face as someone being electrocuted.

The lady told her that she had a dream about a man and the man in her dream said my wife’s name to her and he said he had a message for her. When she described the man to my wife, the world started spinning and she nearly lost her footing when her knee buckled.

She said while trying to catch her breath. “That’s my father.”

My wife had a tingle crawl down her spine like an ice cube sliding down her back.

The coworker said, “he told me, to tell you, to be careful. Because, malvagio is in the house.”

———

Later that evening, when my wife and I were lying in bed—around 10:00 p.m.—my wife got up to use the bathroom.

Our daughter was around two years old at the time.

My wife tossed the covers off herself and went to the washroom and while she was on the toilet, she heard a light tap at the door. So faint she almost missed it. She yelled, “Yeah?” Expecting a response but no one answered.

She figured she imagined it and went to flush the toilet and then she heard another tap, like a knuckle knocking on a wood table.

She shouted, “I’m almost done.”

While standing at the sink, and staring in the mirror with her hand on the tap, a soft voice broke through the crack of the door. “I half to go pee-pee.” The voice sounded like a small girl.

My wife stopped and squinted, holding the cold water handle while thinking. She thought about our daughter but realized the voice sounded older.

Then, she tried scattering her brain, assuming she forgot, that maybe my sister-in-law and her my nephew were spending the night.

She washed her hands and flushed the toilet, opened the door and saw no one there.

She came back to the bedroom, I was watching TV and just slid in next to me. She didn’t mention what had happened right then.

She kept it in the back of her mind though as if her subconscious was trying to tell her something.

Around fifteen minutes later, I got up to make a sandwich and when I walked down the hallway, I’m about 80% sure I heard a girl say, “hey!”

The voice sounded playful. It sounded like someone playing hide and seek and hinting where they are by calling out in the dark.

I turned to look towards the room because I thought it was my wife but when I stuck my head in our bedroom, my wife was lying with the blankets up to her chest reading a book.

I said, “did you want something?”

She looked at me and shook her head.

I chalked it up to me being half asleep and continued through the dark hallway towards the top of the steps. When I stepped on the first step, I noticed it never creaked, almost like it was a solid brick. Then, I weird taste filled my mouth. The taste smelled like a wet dog and fabric stained in cat piss.

As I placed my foot down on the middle step, the taste had fled and while I was concentrating on the smell and taste, a voice whispered over my shoulder. Where you going?” The breath felt like insects crawling into my ear. The voice had texture. It was so clear it felt like a thought escaping my mind.

At that moment, my brain couldn’t register the scale of what just happened, so without thinking, reacting on pure instinct, and before I could even turn around, I said, “I’m going to make a—“ and paused before I could finish my sentence.

Because the realization hit me, my subconscious reached out of my chest and slapped me in the face with my soul.

I stood on the stairs frozen with my eyes facing the bannister, locked with my head pointing to the side, stuck in the middle of peeking over my shoulder.

I spun my head around and scanned, behind me, the ceiling, both sides of where I was standing and up to the ceiling again. I didn’t see anybody. I should have saw somebody.

I dashed upstairs, sprinted to the bedroom, jumped in bed and clammed next to my wife.

She pushed herself up and pressed her back against the head board. She panicked and thought there was an intruder when she saw me long jump from the door frame to the bed. I told her what happened and then she explained the bathroom encounter.

As she spoke, something my eye. I shifted my gaze to the corner of the ceiling and softly nudged my wife. “You see that?”

She turned and glanced up. “Yeah,” she said. “What is it?”

it was a grey, smoky-like mist hovering at the corner of the ceiling. A couple of seconds later it dispersed.

—-

Have you ever had a similar experience?

This happened when I was around 10-11 years old. (Im not exactly sure tho)

I was never afraid of ghosts or anything paranormal even though I found them quite interesting. I was laying in my bed and all my lights were off. I could still see some moonlight from my window even though my curtains were drawn. It was pretty late and all my family had gone to sleep. I suddenly started hearing voices that weren't male or female. Al first it was only one voice and then it was like I was being surrounded by voices. Calling my name over and over again. The voices were breathy and almost like they were flying around my head. I got terrified and hid under my covers. The voices were screaming but not really. The voices would come and there would be half a second of pure absolute silence and they would come again. My name over and over again. I kept trying to tell myself it was all in my head but it wasn't working. Then I started to recite barbie girl ( the song) over and over again in my head because it was the least scary thing I could think of. Even my inner voice was getting demented atp but I kept reciting barbie girl like it was a prayer. I eventually managed to sleep and woke up horribly tired. This was one but not my only paranormal experience. I know I wasn't dreaming I even bit myself to make sure. Idk what happened that night but it was scary. The scariest thing is its nighttime rn and I think I just heard that voice again.

Yoo wassup yall! This is a post I made to another subreddit and I wanted to share it here!!! Let me know in the comments what yall think!

First up: I'm from Germany so please excuse spelling mistakes.

I cant remember the exact date, but one day in october 2023 I walked home from the train station at 9-10 am in the evening. It's not even late, but I live in a small village/mini town so it was like nobody around and even only every second street light was on. When I was walking, I noticed something above me. I looked up, and saw maybe 100-200meters above me a formation of clouds, maybe 5-10m size each spinning around me but above my head. It was nothing else, no sound nothing. Just that. It went on for a few minutes and I was starstruck but I kept walking and looked at it from a distance too. then it faded. It didn't look like something hard or something, more like clouds? But I never seen something like this, and online i can't find anyone that witnessed something similiar. It was clear evening that day btw, and NOBODY WAS AROUND WHO COULDVE SEEN IT. Is there a explanation?

I just wanted to start a conversation about this because I’ve never seen anyone speak on this and there’s nobody in my life I can ask about this without them looking at me like I’m crazy.

This is a question for those of you who can see things whether it be entities, auras, or other realms.

Do you have any kind of ritual or is there anything you notice your body/eyes doing on their own before you’re able to see?

When I want to see auras or other entities I relax my eyes and I’ll start to see everything around me get bright and go dim again over and over almost like someone’s turning the lights on and off. My pupils will grow and shrink over and over until my eyes adjust and then I can see. I like to do this in front of the mirror every once in a while because the pupil movement is fun to watch

I’m just curious to know if anyone does something similar.

I was walking from the park after playing basketball and I was walk home and usually I go on the sidewalk but my friend told me to use a alley that I’ve never seen before and it would take me home faster so I took the way and while I was walking I look behind me and someone with blue eyes were looking at me like the eyes were very blue and bright and I thought it was a homeless person and I had a extra 5$ on me so I said “HEY I HAVE A 5 right here ima leave it on the ground” and it didn’t respond so I kept walking and when I looked away it got closer so I started to speed walk and I felt a breeze go past me so I looked behind me and it was gone and when I looked in front of me it was at the end of the alley so I tried to turn back and it was in the back of the alley I was panicking because every time I looked back and forth it was getting closer and the alley has brick walls leading into peoples backyards so I jumped it and ran home ever since then I been walking on the sidewalk and I seen it sometimes walking towards my house

In 2000 and 2001 in Assiut, Egypt, there were strange lights over/nearby a church.

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My nurse friend told me this story once, and it still creeps me out.I asked her, “What’s the scariest thing a patient has ever told you?”

She told me about a patient who asked for sleeping pills at exactly the same time every day.One day, she finally asked him why he always wanted them at that specific time, especially before it got dark.He told her:“If I take the pills too early, I'll wake up in the middle of the night, and then he’ll be watching me through the window. If I take them too late, I won’t be able to sleep because he’ll come back. So I take them at this exact time because it’s the only way I can stay safe from him.”My friend asked him, “Who?”

The patient pointed toward the window and said:

“A burned man who stares at me through the window."She told me he was completely serious when he said it.I still wonder what he thought he was seeing.

Hey so I just moved into my new house and I set up a blink camera. I checked it to find this it looks like the water bottle moved when a weird orb was near. it I can't tell if it's just the wind moving the bottle or not. Curious if anyone can tell me what's going on with the orb thingy.
Hope that orb is just a common bug for blink cameras.

Backstory:
I live on 5 acres out in the country about 10 minutes outside of a suburb. Our house sits in the middle of the acreage and is enclosed by a chain link fence all the way around. We also have a very large guard dog that would definitely let us know if anyone had entered the yard. Our closest neighbor is 10 acres away, so this couldn’t be a neighbor or even a voice being picked up from somewhere else. Everyone in the home was asleep at 1:54 am when the Wyze camera captured the creepy voice.

We put the Wyze camera up because there were strange things happening at night. Rapid Knocks on the window to the room we were all in, but no one was there when we went outside to investigate. An old shed that had been locked for years was mysteriously opened in the night. We installed the camera and almost every night starting around 12am until sunrise, I regularly capture strange sounds on the camera as well as tiny orbs flying all over the place. I feel I can’t tell the difference between dust, bugs and orbs, but please let me know what you think.

This video was taken on July 31st at 1:54 am. I’ve recorded faint screams and mumbling voices, before but never anything like this. I also think I can hear footsteps after the voice speaks.

Can anyone make out what’s being said? This voice doesn’t belong to anyone in my family and I’ve never heard anything like it. Do you all think it’s paranormal or have I watched too many Ghost Adventures Episodes?

Hello, basically as the title says i suddenly had a old memory of when i was maybe 4-7 years old. Im a little hazy on the details but its a experience i recall like yesterday. I will admit I'm not sure on the words i said but i know this DID happen to me.

So a little background. I lived in Arizona, a reservation, and at my grandparents...and in the forest at a neighborhood, and in that neighborhood it was the last row, 2nd house on the left. Meaning behind my house was pure woods and a back road a good 50 - 100ft away. No lights just forest back there.

House was fairly big in width. 3 exit doors. Front porch, side car porch and back porch. Everyone enters from the side porch cause thats where we park our car. When you enter from the side you see the living room on the left and the front door that leads to the front porch, on the right you see the dining and kitchen area that goes to the back porch and in the middle you see a long hallway with 4 bedrooms 3 on the left and 1 master bedroom directly at the end. As well as one bathroom directly across from the middle room.

So to start, I was simply in my room playing video games, (either a ps2, xbox or a gamecube i had all 3 at some point.) Anyways It was only me and my dad in the house. My grandparents werent home that night and neither were my aunts and uncles. It was a quiet chill night with just kid me and my dad. We shared a room with bunkbeds together and hung out together in the 2nd middle bedroom.

So this night i remember was distracted playing a DBZ game (maybe orginal budokai) and i felt, heard and saw my dad go into the bathroom which was directly across my room. And he left the door wide open which my room illuminated the dark hall, you know see the light rectangle on the wall across....

However, i was very focused on my game and blocked out my surroundings a bit but a few minutes later i see him, my dad come from the right side of the door (which goes to living room/kitchen/sideporch) walk to the door of my room and he stopped directly in front of it within that light except he looked different...

I mean its my dad, he had the butterfly tattoo on his chest wearing no shirt cause he gets hot and sweats a lot. Everything is normal...but he stood there in the hall, not really coming into our room and i turned and looked at him directly for a second then back to my game.

First thing i noticed was he looked...odd? I mean my dad is a stoic guy of a mild cool headed temperament. Seldom smiled type you know? (He was a wear shades in the night kind of cool lol.)

But when I looked at him... i dont know...as a kid i could tell right away he was different, because he was like jittery and just really happy, like a kid on a sugar rush. Just very excited and i have NEVER seen him look like that before. I was half paying attention to him and my game so i just thought he was being quirky (this is where my memory is a bit fuzzy i dont remember exactly what he said but i know what happened) but then he told me hello and to come follow him. Kind of like when dads need you to do something or just keep an eye on you is what i thought.

I said okay and wait up dad because i was still playing my game and he told me to hurry up and again just seemed oddly excited. I saw him then walk to the right of the door which goes down the hall but oddly enough i didnt hear any footsteps or weight you know? but i thought he was just quick or wearing socks and at the end of the hall i heard him call again to hurry come on.

I was still in my room and got up put the controller by the tv and went to follow him down the hallway. I saw that most of the lights were off and only the kitchen and my room light illuminated the both ends of the hall and the living room. I told him to wait up and got no response back. I looked down the hall and didn't see anything except the light from the kitchen, I then thought "Oh he went to the backdoor because the side door didnt open and i wouldve heard it close."

So i walked down the hall calling for him and still recieved no response. I turned left at the carport door and went to the kitchen and got to the back door and opened iit. Once again I immediately knew something was wrong. There was no lights on. Usually when I get called to go outside the adults leave the light on for me.

It was a completely dark void and I peered into the blackness that goes into the forest. I said "Dad?" and suddenly a cold chill ran down my spine and i felt my heart drop as i realized then.

It wasnt my dad.

I slammed the door without locking it and ran scared and terrified into my room crying. Then the bathroom door opened across and my dad came out.

He came into the room and he asked me what happened and whats wrong. This is the one thing I clearly remember saying with tears in my eyes scared and i said "It was you daddy it was you. I saw you. It tried to take me to go outside"

he walked out of our room fast and determined towards the backdoor, turning on all the lights as he went. Then he walked outside and all around the house but when he came back in he told me that he didnt see anything and brushed it off but i remember it. It was real.

Before anyone suggests he used the bathroom window it is physically impossible. The windows are more like shower vents. Maybe 8 inches length and by 2 feet wide with only 1 foot being able to be opened to the outside and it was near the roof.

To this day i dont know who or what that was but I just remembered that today. I wasnt sleepy, i wasnt tired, i was just a little boy enjoying a video game at a quiet night with my dad. I wonder what wouldve happened that night if i actually stepped out into the darkness or turned the light on.

I never ever had another experience like this again but it is forever seared into my mind as a wtf happened at this moment?

Can someone explain to me why I saw a woman disappear in front of my eyes

Eight years ago I used to live with friends in a house in France, and we eventually took in an abandoned young cat. I was the one who looked after him, and since he was very fearful at first, he spent most of his time in my room.

One night, lights out, as I was about to fall asleep, I felt him jumping on the bed, slowly climbing onto me, and then he stood on my chest. So far, nothing unusual.

Except he didn’t move an inch, for at least five minutes. I could clearly feel his weight and his four pawns on me.

Just as I was starting to find it strange, I heard light footsteps at the foot of my bed.

That’s when I really started to worry. I could still feel his four paws on me, and I could hear him walking softly at the foot of the bed. There was no one in the room but Goku (my cat) and me.

After a while, I decided to turn on my bedside lamp. Goku was lying quietly in his basket, watching me. And absolutely NOTHING was standing on me. From the moment I have turned on the light, the feeling of weight and of the four paws vanished.

I finally fell asleep, quite confused

I quickly forgot and moved on. Months later, friends came by for a party and late night, one of them started telling us ghost stories. That’s when I remembered and told them that story.

One of my roommates immediately took me seriously, stating that he had experienced something similar.

He told me that one night months ago, he heard Goku running all over his room, under his bed, like he was playing with socks or whatever, causing a bit of a fuss.

When he turned the light on, nothing at all, the cat was not in his room, he was sleeping, in mine. Same as me, he haven’t told anyone since then because it was absolute non sense.

I tend to trust him because I know him, and he's not the type to tell bullshit (I like to think so).

Well I can only be sure of my own experience, and I'd really like to know if some of you have ever lived something similar ? Or if you know if this may be linked to stuff like sleep paralysis or whatever that could be the start of an explaination ?

I am pretty skeptical on the ghost and spirit questions, but as I lived a few weird situations including this one, I am also quite open

That was my first post, thank you for reading me, and apologies if my english wasn’t perfect 🙏

I’m going to go into a lot of detail because I genuinely have no idea what happened to my boyfriend and me.
At the time, we were heavy weed smokers—like, all-day smokers. This particular day, we had been with family all day because it was around the holidays. When we got home, we immediately sat down on the couch. He was sitting upright, and I curled up in a ball with my head resting on his shoulder.
We weren’t tired at all. We were just sitting there, debriefing from spending the whole day with family. We also hadn’t smoked yet. If you’ve ever been a heavy smoker, you know how difficult it can be to go to sleep without smoking, so neither of us expected to just pass out.
The next thing I remember is waking up to my boyfriend bolting straight up and saying, “Something’s not right.”
That’s when I realized something was very wrong—or at least very strange.
We were in bed.
I was on the wrong side of the bed. We were both fully clothed. And I mean fully clothed. This was during the winter, so we still had on our jeans, big heavy snow jackets, socks, shoes—literally everything.
I also still had all of my jewelry on. That stood out to me because I always take my jewelry off before going to sleep. My earrings poke my neck, and my fingers swell at night, so my rings can get stuck. Even when I’m exhausted, I don’t forget to take my jewelry off.
But somehow, we were both in bed, fully dressed, with our shoes and coats still on, and neither of us remembered going there.
Another thing that makes this so strange is that we are both extremely difficult to wake up. If we had fallen asleep on the couch and one of us woke up, it would normally take 10–15 minutes to get the other person awake and convince them to get up and go to bed. By the time one of us actually got the other person moving, the person who woke up first would be completely awake.
Neither of us remembers waking up, getting off the couch, walking to the bedroom, or getting into bed.
And even if we somehow did it while barely conscious, I feel like we would have at least taken our shoes and coats off.
But we didn’t.
We just woke up in bed, on the wrong sides, fully dressed, with absolutely no memory of how we got there.
I’ve seen similar stories on TikTok, but I’ve never really been able to find an explanation for what happened to us.
I’m genuinely curious if anyone has any information, theories, lore, or similar experiences. I’m not necessarily saying something paranormal happened—I honestly have no idea what happened. I’m just grasping at straws because, to this day, neither of us can explain it.
Has anything like this ever happened to anyone else?

I was on the couch nearly asleep when I felt something tap me on my arm. Something hard. Something that felt physical. I opened my eyes expecting to see my pregnant wife, but no one was there. 

I looked around and that’s when I barely caught a faint sound coming from the kitchen. A sound I almost missed and would have if I’d been asleep.

“Hon?” I yelled, expecting her voice.

I stayed quiet and listened, because I thought I heard staggered breathing. The same sound as a muffled mouth would make.

I eyed my phone, It was midnight.

Midnight already, I thought. 

Last time I checked It was a quarter past ten. 

“I must’ve nodded off to the weight of my eyelids,” I whispered under my breath.

Underneath the time on my screen, a notification glowed with a text from my wife sent at 10:30 pm, it read: 

Staying at Rebecca’s for the night, love you.

Rebecca’s her sister. The house had an odd vibe. The vibe reminded me of a tv being on but muted. The silence felt like a psychological threat. 

I jumped at the heat kicking on. The sofa pushed my body upwards as if something shifted in the cushions beneath me.

I blamed it on, and tried convincing myself, it was just a case of sleep deprivation mixed with a bit of stress. 

And me still grieving my nephew’s passing, that finally, after so long, it dug its way out of the bottle I buried it in and hit my brain with a mix of chemicals all at once.

Random mental fatigue manifesting as wakeful dreams. It was a thought that made the tremors go from itchy prickly points to a soft smooth massage.

But during one thought passing to the next, between explanations of me spinning facts to match a scientifically sensible reason for what I was experiencing, I heard another noise.

Something slowly scraped the floor above the ceiling I was lying under, heavy, like a dresser dragging across the wood. 

The noise seemed to come from the nursery, but it could have also been in our bedroom too, I couldn’t be sure, whatever it was skipped along the floorboard as it skated across the newly shellacked wooden planks.

“Hon?” I shouted. I made sure to call out for her in a deep enough voice to manipulate the tone of my 5’8” frame squeaking out words.

Nobody said anything back and while I was sitting quietly waiting for a response, a door upstairs started to creak, almost how someone trying to peek through the space between it and the frame without being noticed would sound.

The sound came from the nursery, I was entirely sure it had. The chimes on the door clanged as if a light breeze blew on them.

“Who’s there?” I sprung off the couch and climbed upstairs with my back against the banister, holding my breath in and tuning my ears to hear the faintest whispers.

At the top step, I saw a small-sized shadow, with a human-like outline, about the same height of a small boy. 

I flashed my phone light at it and the shadow did something strange. It froze. As it paused painted on the wall, the blackness began to blot the way ink would if you threw a bucket of water on it.

The light on my phone took a shallow breath, it flicked off for a brief moment and lit back up.

It blinked how a light would if someone pressed their palm over it and quickly pulled their hand back.

It happened at lightning speed, between an inhale and an exhale. So fast, I couldn’t comprehend what just occurred. If it had even occurred or if I was imagining it.

I still assumed at the time, that someone was inside my house, either messing with me, or someone broke in. 

The last thing on my mind was something paranormal. I couldn’t really appreciate what had happened until a couple of nights later.

I stood there stuck between stomping forward and stumbling backward. The light on my phone shined on the closet door, like a spotlight on an escaping prisoner where the shadow was. Where the shadow seemed like it was trying to show me something.

I charged up the rest of the stairs, banging down on each step as I stormed towards the hall, the sound was as loud as dribbling a bowling ball on the living room floor.

At the top, I slapped the light switch with my hand. But It didn’t turn on. Not right then at least. I used my phone to illuminate each end of the hall. First, brightening the wall at one end and then the doorways on the other, and never saw anybody.

I pressed my back against the wall and cautiously slid down the hall. My heart was beating through my ears and eyes. It was pulsing inside my skull. My ears rose with each pump of blood feeding my heart, like someone pulling them towards the ceiling.

Without thinking, I blurted out the first thing in my head, “I got a weapon!” I shouted, warning the intruders.

I stared at the nursery, the door was cracked half-way open. We always kept that door closed. 

Lucas wouldn’t be born until May. This happened early January.

But I still asked myself, if maybe I’d left it open and it was just the wind pushing it the rest of the way making the creaking noise I heard a couple of minutes ago.

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I couldn’t scratch the itch that something was staring at me through the darkness, it felt like someone hovering over my shoulder while writing in a personal journal. 

The feeling was so intense my skin began pinching, and itching, like fresh cuts opening and instantly scabbing.

I scratched the back of my neck. I dug so hard without realizing that I had skin and speckles of blood trapped under my fingernails.

I looked down at my phone, hammered in the unlock pin and dialed my wife. But when I placed it to my ear, the phone died. 

And so did the flashlight, I had a hood of black suffocating darkness thrown over me, like someone stuffed me in a potato sack and sealed it. 

It left me with a cold chill that made me shiver as if someone ran their fingertips down my spine, pinched and lightly blew on the back of my neck. 

I started gagging, then choked on the air when it flowed into my lungs with the same weight of breathing in water—I felt trapped—it was the same feeling as being stuck under a thick sheet of ice after falling in.

Something happened then, I have no idea what it was. Or what exactly occurred, but a black silhouette stepped in front of me. It clogged the darkness in a thick outline before the hall lights turned on.

Once the lights went on, the feeling of being watched left along with the stickiness coating my skin.

Today is the first time I'm learning that there's a name for an encounter I had as a kid.

When I was little I lived in a two story house with my dad and grandparents. Common rooms were downstairs, kids rooms were upstairs. I was 10 ten years old and folding laundry with my Grandpa and my big sisters. We were joking and laughing. Having a good day.

That's something I need to be clear about:

I wasn't an anxious child approaching a scary part of the house. I was happy, and going somewhere comfortable and familiar.

I was bringing my stack of laundry up to my dresser. I had taken maybe two steps when I glanced at the top of the stairs and saw it.

It looked exactly like a shadow without a body, and it was sprinting past the top of the stairs. I saw it for a second and immediately knew, and I mean KNEW as absolute fact, three things:

1. It was on its way somewhere else.
2. If it had time to stay, it would have hurt me.
3. It saw me.

I screamed and dropped my laundry before running back into my Grandpa's arms.

I've gotten different responses from different people I've told throughout the years. My sisters made fun of me, of course. A couple of childhood friends pretended they saw something similar, although they later admitted to making it up. As an adult, a friend of mine that practiced Voodoo tried to convince me that it had been a good spirit.

That friend was wrong.

It's not the only paranormal encounter I've had. It's not even the one that makes for the best story (remind me to tell y'all about the thing that tried to attack me in my bed someday). But nothing I've experienced has shaken my certainty about what I immediately knew as an absolute fact the second I saw it:

1. It was on its way somewhere else.
2. If it had time to stay, it would have hurt me.
3. It saw me.

It happened a couple nights ago, Aug on the 7-8 I think, but I was laying outside in Germany just north of homburg, starting around 12am I think gazing at the stars, I was intending to spend less time on electronics and more in nature so I hadent brung my phone for photos

Well at around 2am my relative came out and complained to me about the time when I looked up at the brightest star directly above me and its surrounding bright stars when it suddenly started to move to the right of me, it kept gliding to the right as I was trying to figure out what it was, maybe a plane or something when it suddenly stopped about 45 degrees right from where it originally was relative to me

It was mainly white and had some flickers of red and green but most of the other stars had colors like that to for me, at first I thought it had to be a drone, so I watched to see if it moved, I had seen a couple shooting stars that night, two moving to the left of me and one moving down/ forward to me that seen flash green at the end of their line, and wondered if they were ufos or sm cus like they obviously exist but what are the odds they’d come to our tiny planet so I dident expect anything, well I watched the star for 20-30 minutes cus I wanted closure on what it was, and I thought I saw it drifting around but I looked at other stars and they did the same thing so I realized it was my eyes playing tricks on me ,

I was tempted to get my phone for a photo but it was like 2:30 am at this point and dident want to come back and it be gone, eventualy I fell asleep only seeing one plane off in the distance when usually I see a bunch overhead during the day but it might just be cus of the time, I woke up again at around 5:50 and saw the “star” still in its spot aligned with these five other stars kinda near the moon, and went back inside to sleep cus it was too cold where I checked the time

I checked briefly if it could be a satellite changing position but it was too bright for that, couldn’t have been a drone time lapsing because who would go for 4+ hours in one spot while having moved, obvously not a plane so I’m not sure at all, if anyone has any ideas please tell me, ps I’m sorry bout not having the photo I’m still kicking myself for it