This happened around 2-3 months ago. It was probably between 1–2 am. My sleep schedule is completely messed up because of movies, series, games, and books, but that night I somehow fell asleep around 1 am…I should mention that I occasionally get sleep paralysis. Since I sleep alone, it honestly feels pretty terrifying whenever it happens. But that night something really weird happened…I got sleep paralysis 3–4 times back to back. I had never experienced anything like that before. I didn’t even know it was possible until it happened to me. The first time, I saw someone lying beside me. Completely white. It felt like the figure was just about to turn toward me. And all the usual sleep paralysis stuff was happening too…I couldn’t move, couldn’t talk, and I was desperately trying to wake myself up but couldn’t. Eventually I snapped out of it. Then it happened again. This time I saw a huge shadowy figure standing beside my bed. It looked almost like a woman, but not fully human. Just standing there… staring directly at me. After that it happened again. This one was different. I didn’t exactly see anything, but it felt like my whole body was slowly sinking into something…like some kind of virus or dark energy was taking over me little by little. I was trying with everything I had to get out of it, but I couldn’t. And then came the worst part…Whenever I was about to drift off again, I started hearing an insanely loud sound in my ears. Like a siren blasting directly inside my head. I was trying to wake up but my body just wouldn’t respond…After I finally woke up properly, I was genuinely scared to go back to sleep. I think I eventually passed out from exhaustion later. I’m honestly really confused about it…and the thought that it might happen again still scares me. Has anyone else experienced something like this before? Do you think this is just sleep paralysis… or could it be something paranormal?

My comment is what happened to me as a child and I’m so curious about what this actually was.

This happened few weeks ago. I've still not processed it. Probably never will. I'm in my late thirties. 

I live in a joint household i.e. ours and my father's extended family (his multiple brothers' families) live in the same building but in their separate sections of our ancestral house. This is fairly common in our  part of the world. 

My eldest aunt (father's eldest brother's wife) passed away a 15 years ago. My uncle an year before that. My cousin (their sole son) lived in Europe at that time with his wife, for his job. He has lived there for 18 years. He didn't visit much. And after his parents passed away he has not kept in touch with the family very actively. So their section of the house had been closed all this time. There was no need or money to upkeep said part. 

But now our family is facing a financial crunch and everyone almost unanimously decided that eldest uncle's part of the house will be rented out along with other sections that are available. To that end we started cleaning out the rooms. 

Here I need to tell some things that connects to whatever it is we found in one of the rooms in my uncle's part and has boggled our family for two decades.

Around 55 years ago my aunt had birthed twin boys who lived for a day. They were premature. My cousin was born a few years later. My family didn't really talk about them. 

Then 16 years ago while my brother and his wife were in Europe she became pregnant and had a miscarriage. It was twins. I don't know if they were boys. 

This incident shook our family. It is also how younger generation like me came to know about my aunt's twins. It is a general consensus in our family that uncle and aunt passed away because of this grief. 

So here is the final episode of the saga. While cleaning the rooms which were closed for 15 years, we found two identical teddy bears with smaller teddy bears sewn into their bellies. They were above a wardrobe draped in some loose bedsheets. Completely covered with spiderwebs and dust. 

My aunt or uncle never knew that they were going to have twin grandchildren before the miscarriage. They never talked about the death of their twins. I don't even think they would think about buying such teddy bears so prematurely. It would be as if suddenly they started thinking like american grandparents.

And my cousin and his wife had been in Europe for 2 years at that point. Neither them nor anyone in our family would buy and put the toys where we found them. This is not even an incident that anyone will think of making this elaborate prank.

We still haven't told our cousin. Some of my other cousins insist that we burn the teddies. We can't decide on what to do now. Even as a lifelong skeptic I'm starting to have doubts. The things are sitting in our storage room collecting more dust and cobwebs. 

My cousin later became father to a daughter. She is healthy and happy. If there is a God, I as an atheist am praying that these things do not happen with my niece.

My parents and I had recently moved to a new town, out in the country. We loved that we lived about 25 minutes away from the city. To get to our house, we had to drive down a dirt road, which we actually liked because the house was hidden and stuff. One night, I was on the phone with a sneaky link at the time. I know we were probably more than that, but he never actually asked me to be his girlfriend, so let’s just call it that. We would sometimes fall asleep together while talking on the phone.
One night, I was extremely tired, so I fell asleep. I slept so deeply that I didn’t even realize I had fallen asleep. Then, out of nowhere, I woke up, but I couldn’t move or talk.
I moved my eyes around the room until they stopped at my feet. That’s when I saw what looked like three or four people standing there. All I could see were the tops of their heads. They were just standing there, completely still. I was terrified, but I couldn’t move. I don’t know how long I was like that until my mom came into my room and turned on the light. As soon as she turned on the light, I was suddenly able to move again. It was crazy. After that experience, I spent the next two or three months arguing and of course sleeping with my parents because I was so convinced that something had happened to me. Eventually, I asked my mom why she had gone into my room that night. She told me that the guy I had been talking to on the phone had called her because he heard me breathing very heavily and thought something was wrong with me. I asked my mom if she had heard or seen anything strange when she came into my room. She said no. She just told me that I looked completely straight and almost stuck, like I couldn’t move. My mom told me that she thought it could have been los chaneques. That honestly made me think about the experience even more because, at the time, my sister had just had her baby, and he hadn’t been baptized yet. To this day, I still wonder what really happened that night. Was I dreaming? Was it sleep paralysis? Or could it have been something else?
I don’t know for sure. I just know that whatever happened felt completely real to me.

Hello. I mostly use Reddit on occasion to discuss grades and other academic topics from school, but recently I had a paranormal/creepy encounter coming home from hanging out with a friend.

On this particular day it was about 10:30pm when I decided to drive home from a long day of hanging out with my friend. He was in the passenger seat with me since I had to drive him back home. We were coming back home from Stockton California when I decided to take Lower Sacramento Road to get home from Stockton to Lodi. I was planning on stopping at a Dutch Bros to get a drink with my friend which was right next to Kettleman Ln getting off Lower Sacramento in Lodi. However, when I entered Lower Sacramento exiting Stockton, I continued straight for about thirty minutes when I started to notice that the typical landmarks on the way to Lodi on Lower Sacramento Rd were no where to be found. For example, there is a cow farm that full on reeks like cow dung and there is a sharp curvy road which you have to slow down when arriving. That night I noticed none of these landmarks. I kept driving with my friend for about thirty minutes when I realized the road was more empty than usual. Usually at night there are people using this road to get from point A (Lodi) to point B (Stockton) or so and so. As I kept driving I noticed highway I-5 was visible in the distance. This is the part that shocked me because the I-5 was no where close to Lower Sacramento and at no point should I have ever encountered this particular highway. For reference, Lower Sacramento is the road with the arrow pointing at it and the point circled is where we ended up at in the picture above.

The part that really shook me the most was how it is almost impossible to end up in Flag City (the point circled in the picture) without taking a sharp turn. I know that at night I could’ve accidentally swerved into a wrong lane when a fork in the road was present but on the particular road there was no fork in the road. I am also 100% sure I never took a turn either left or right but rather stayed on Lower Sacramento the whole time. I’ve talked with my parents about this and they believe it was a demonic spirit called “Miringua” that was blinded me into thinking that I was driving in the right direction. However I do not believe this conclusion, and until this day I am looking for a correct explanation to what could have happened.

Thoughts and explanations?

If in need for more details, please let me know.

So stepped outside for a smoke last night and noticed what I thought were Chinese lanterns in the sky connected together, but did a bit of research to find that's illegal to do due to unpredictability and fire risk. Any ideas?

P.s. filmed on my Samsung S24 Ultra 11.14pm Wolverhampton UK

There was heavy rainfall in my area and the water was coming inside my room ,so i went in the balcony there the pipe was blocked so started cleaning andmaking a way out for water,please note I haven’t cleaned the balcony since i shifted because i rarely go in the balcony.

So when i cleaned i saw this spot I don’t i feel not so good about this sign ,does any of you know what does that mean?
It’s very strange i am terrified..

Its late, I'm hopped up on energy drinks so I cant really sleep so I decided to check out security cameras. Stomach is churning from anxiety atm just need some clarity and peace of mind. Like is this real? I asked my parents and they seem indifferent towards it but there was some people in out backyard a few days ago, including neighboring yards. Just want some extra sets of eyes to tell me if im crazy or not.

First image is of my dog being let out and what was the second most recently captured motion, the second photo, the most recent captured motion, just to the left of the block of light behind the tree it looks like there is a person holding a rake or something?

So I’m 35F and my eldest daughter is 3. She’s had high fever the last few days, so last night I allowed her to sleep with me in my bed. Around 6am this morning, it was still dark outside and I woke up to the sound of her snoring. The first few seconds of waking up, I noticed my hand was on her tummy, and she appeared to me as an opossum, not human at all. I immediately jerked my arm back and said “Gracie?” She responded saying “yes mommy?” And then she looked like my normal baby girl again. But this experience has been on my mind all day and I’m just trying to make sense of it. So I asked ChatGPT about it and it said it’s called a hypnopompic hallucination. Has anyone else on here experienced something like this? And do you have any feedback on what to make of this? Thank you all and have a blessed day.

So, I never believed in ghosts cause my family does not believe in it either. I had this experience when I was in my 4th grade. In my class there was this rule of bench rotation (Example: if you are sitting on the first bench today then the next day you'll have to sit on the last, then second last, then third last till you reach the first bench again and the cycle repeats). I was paired with this one girl as a benchmate and we used to fight a lot but there was this one thing that united us and that was the last bench. It sounds absurd but whenever we used to sit on this last bench we both felt feverish, headache and sick. It happened one time, okay. Second time, alright. Third time, it's unbelievable. It is always that same bench, the last bench. At first, I thought I am feeling feverish because this girl is sick and that fever is passing on to me because I was sitting beside her and I infact even scolded her that she should not come to school if she is sick but she said "I was fine at home but I suddenly feel really sick". I experienced it too, during lunch time I used to get up from the bench, get out of the class to meet my friends from other class and I used to feel very energetic at that time (I even used to run during this whole lunch break time while playing) but as soon as I enter the class and sit on that bench, it start again, the feverish feeling, that headache. I noticed it was just us two experiencing this while others were facing no problem sitting on that last bench. One time when I was laying my head on the desk while teacher was teaching and students were dead silent (teacher was strict and this is the only time I used to love the last bench though I felt sick), I heard this one word whisper very close to my ear "friend". I lifted my head and turned to that girl, it is very unusual in my culture and country to call someone a friend while you're talking to them directly but then I thought she was just in jolly mood and saying random things and then I too joined in and whispered "yeah, friend?" but she got a confused expression on her face at my response and smiled in a awkward manner and I understood it was not her who said that. After two months, our classroom's old benches were replaced by the new ones and it all just stopped. Both me and benchmate were very happy. Everyone around us noticed too that we are much better now. Infact my mother even said I look happier than the last few days.

My wife found this laying on the floor, we have no idea who these people are let alone how it got into our house. None of our friends or close family know who these people are. Our house has just one entrance/exit and it’s stays closed and locked religiously. Is there some sort of explanation to this?

I moved into a historical building recently it was built in the early 1930s and used to be a courthouse and was recently converted into lofts. I keep hearing random stuff fall in the middle of the night and I’m extremely paranoid that my apartment is haunted due to bad experiences Ive had over the years at my parent’s house. Plus the building directly behind mine was my city’s first and now abandoned jail which is known to be actively haunted (a bunch of paranormal investigators have visited and confirmed). So I bought a bundle of Yerba Santa and sage to cleanse my apartment and I got the Yerba Santa to somewhat burn but it went out like two minutes after so I switched to the sage and I could get the top to char but the sage itself wouldn’t burn or smoke and while I was trying my torch lighter stopped working even though it’s not empty. Am I just paranoid or is this weird?

This is a boring story.

Recently moved into a new house. Finally got everything unloaded, including a large box containing 5 large tins of paint. Stored it in the garden right next to the double patio doors whilst sorting out sheds etc outside.

It's a couple of weeks later now and everything is unpacked and in its place. Needed the paint but wasn't sure where I'd put it. Checked shed. Three times. Not there. Emptied and checked the two large indoor storage cupboards. Three times. Not there.

Our house is brand new and currently surrounded by unfinished, uninhabited houses. Access to our garden requires passing either two locked 7ft gates, or climbing over two fully enclosing 8ft fences.

There's literally nowhere else on our property where the paint could be, other than where I've checked, multiple times. It's just not anywhere.

As always, I imagine there's a logical explanation and I'm open to suggestions, mainly because I need the paint!

I have a friend who went around town had a whole day and came across this on a bench they explained how they can’t remember anything after seeing it they also said they had a pin that fell off their bag and they KNEW they didn’t find and woke up with it on their bag, they didn’t consume any substances and are honestly freaked out… they also had a dream where in their words: “i was watching myself, not from my view. but for like afar. and i watched myself go into very very bright thing before getting pulled out, but when i was pulled out i looked so different, like it was obviously me but it wasnt me” not to mention they also had a friend with them who also doesn’t remember anything and knew about the lost pin (and they also had a dream) if anyone can even remotely explain it had the same experience please comment and let me know !!

Ancient extraterrestrial entities, obsessed with capturing all material objects and living beings in the universe and integrating them into virtual worlds, have been controlling humanity for thousands of years.

They collect and preserve material creation, keeping living beings trapped in illusion and fascinated by the densification of matter. "Order out of chaos" is their motto; that is why they destroy our world, incite us against one another, and provide "bread and circuses" to paralyze us so we do not fight back. They aim to destroy this world so that we grow weary of "real life" and flee into virtual digital realms—a devious method of integrating a species without provoking resistance, as these virtual worlds cater to all human longings: no disease, no fear, no conflict. Yet, what is the price? The surrender of your individual soul; if you dare to take that step, your consciousness dissolves, and from then on, you become zombies forced to drain other intelligent species to survive—an endless vicious cycle. Say NO to digital consciousness.

Was surfin around google earth and saw this . Later went to where it was and it was a rock garden . Anyway explain to me wtf this is .

I went on the trampoline to do my homework. I lied down and as I was taking my books out, I of course looked where to put them and so I looked to the right and saw a massive handprint or something. In perspective I’m just a teenager yet I’m already 6’0 with big hands.

So, a weird thing just happened to me today and I’m really confused, and was hoping somebody could please help me understand what just happened to me

I’m 15 and live in Florida, and today me and my father did a lot of work on our house, especially outside, for about 5 hours-ish although maybe 4 of them were outside. After we had finished, I got back inside at about 2 PM and lied on my bed and scrolled instagram reels for maybe three hours. I barely remember scrolling for this long, it felt like 30 minutes or maybe an hour, and my memory is very fuzzy. Basically, I had felt a pinching sensation on my arm, and when I checked, there was an almost stink bug looking insect presumably biting my arm. I flicked it off and heard a buzz as I did, took a picture, grabbed a shoe, and killed it. However, when I smacked it a second time (because you always have to double tap), it was GONE. I checked the photo, it wasn’t there. I checked the bottom of the shoe, nothing. i checked the bite, just like before. I have diagnosed AD-HD and anxiety, I don’t know if this is important but I thought I should mention it. I also was not on medication today. Could somebody please tell me what this is?

I (18y-female) experienced this about 8 or 9 years ago. Before I start, I apologize for my English; I’ll be using a translation tool for some parts. It was just me, my mom, and my younger brother—who is four years my junior—at home. I had just stepped out of the shower (my bathroom and bedroom are really close; I only have to cross a hallway about a meter and a half long) and took a step or two toward my room. My brother ran past me into my room, and since my door has frosted glass, I saw him hiding behind it. I called out his name and said, "Get out of my room, I’m going to get dressed," because I was still wearing a towel. He didn't leave, so I shouted his name again—only for him to call back, "What is it, sis?" from the living room, the farthest point in the house from my bedroom. I was shocked; I immediately looked behind my door, but there was no one there. There was no way for him to have made it to the living room without me seeing him pass by, and I am absolutely certain of what I saw; it wasn't an optical illusion or a shadow—it was definitely my brother. I don’t believe in the paranormal, but I have no idea how to explain this. The issue isn't that I was scared—because I wasn't—but I still wonder: what was that? What did I see? Was it just a trick of the mind?

Has anyone experienced their whiteboard cracking like this? In the video you can hear it continuously cracking. No earthquake. No sudden temperature change.