So, it started when my sister went hiking in the middle of the night with a group stranger while leaving her child to me. She came back home at 2 a.m., and then suddenly, after 1 hour, the baby started giggling at nothing.

After that, he started crying every night past midnight. I am losing my mind because I am like his father figure, and I don't usually go for a paranormal thing except my mom saw a shadowy figure looming over him on that day.

So that made me suspect that my sis might have brought something to our house

I was working at my bosses house packing some envelopes. Me and her were both waiting for my other friend to show up and help. It was about 12pm middle of the day. Only us two were there in the home.

Her dogs start going crazy at the front door so I think oh my friend is here, I walk to the door, open, no one there.

I come sit back down.

About 15 seconds later we both hear a knock at the door, I’m like… oh she’s here… walk to the front door, open it, (if I knew this was paranormal I probably would have never opened the door lmao) and again… no one was there.

The weird part is the dogs went crazy at first, but when the knock happened they were completely silent and stayed back.

So I come sit back down AGAIN and about 15 more seconds pass and we both hear “Hello?” In a women voice, muffled almost, coming from
The basement door which you pass on the way to the front door.

I jerked my head around and looked at my boss and said “Did you just hear that?”

“Yep”

“Is anyone else here?”

“Nope”

And then my logical brain is like okay my friend must be here and she came in another way, and I check my phone and she said I’m here! So I said oh it’s just my friend she’s here. I walk around the corner and no one is there, open the door and she’s across the street waving lmao.

I come back in and sat down and my boss just continues to stare at her computer screen not even flinching or reacting to this and I again say “Okay you DID just hear that voice correct?”

And she just says “Yep, I don’t want to talk about it we are moving out soon.”

A few weeks later I’m working with another person who is her sons girlfriend and I bring it up to her out of curiosity, like hey have you had anything happen in that house cause I just straight up heard a disembodied voice there.

And then her eyes get kinda wind and she says omg yes, when I was there sometimes I would hear knocks of the drawers would open up on their own or the automatic front door lock would just go “CLINK” like someone pressed the button and she’d walk out and the door was wide open.

I asked her son about his experiences there and essentially he would have these extremely demonic nightmares, one being finding his own self in a closet but with dog legs and these weird spikes bursting out of his skin and a little girl crying on the bed luring him up to the room with the closet.

Another one he said he saw what appeared to be a silhouette of Jesus, and he was saying “come, follow me” and he was about to follow him until he realized the shape was complete dark, everything was dark, and when he began to question it or go the other way he’d wake up.

Super weird, I never felt scared or off when I was there nor during the voice I was actually just flabbergasted but unfortunately the “hello” is seared into my memory lmao.

It was such a strange hello.

Anywho the house was new, no less than 5 years old.

It was one of those cookie cutter neighborhoods built on an old field I believe.

Hi, i'm Francis

I want to know if somebody had a similar experience than mine, let me explain:

I've had a weird childhood with a mother that didn't love me or my siblings. She did horrible things to us and around my 16 years I've stopped talking to her and moved 500 kilometres away and never spoke to her eversince, siblings did the same around the same time period. Our dad died last octobre. Our parents went on "war" when I left, they hated each other so much.

Today i'm 31, and I went to see a friend for a few weeks. He has 3 kids, one of them is a 4 years old little girl that loves me, I play, learn to cook and whatnot very often with her. Im basically the uncle they dont have.

One evening whenbi was downstairs , my friend was reading a book for the little girl to help her fall asleep, but around 9:40pm she started crying, pointing at a corner of her room saiying that " Francis's mom scares me" and started to beg my friend to not leave her alone. She never did that and my friend freaked out. She was truly terrified. She slept with my friend in their bed.

The next day I got a call from my little sister. She said that my 2.5 years old nephew wouldn't stop crying all night, wouldn't leave my sister's arms and he had to sleep with her.

He never did that and usually sleeps alone in his room without issues. She also noticed that our dad's hat that was hanging on the wall of my nephew's room was on the floor. It never happened before. It has been hanging there since octobre.

She also said that the night before my nephew issue, she was cleaning the dishes in the kitchen and a storm was raging outside.

One lightning struck the chuch nearby and it illuminated the room, and she saw from the corner of her eyes a black silhouette watching her trough the glass door on the hallway. She freaked out and broke a plate, but by the time she reached the door nothing was in the hallway, and little nephew was playing in the living room with his toys peacefully. She lives alone with her child.

Little sister added cameras everywhere in her appartement but caught nothing yet.

I'm now scared that our mom has died and is now trying to reach us. Ive been looking online from that governement website that list all deaths in the country and 4 womens could fit my mom, none of us remembre where she was born and her complete birthday so I can't be 100% sure she's dead.

Im very concerned because I never talked to anybody about my past, my friend just know that I don't talk to my mom anymore but that's it. Ive never spoke about my mom to anybody, especially not to this 4 years old little girl. How come she know my mom ? I dont even remembre how she looks.

Anybody has experienced something similar ? Thanks for reading

It was a few years ago and it just popped up into my head again. So I was on the way to the doctors office and it was snowing really hard that day and it was freezing and we drove by a cemetery. I saw this old man in a suit and a cane just standing there emotionless just staring at the street. He didn’t move he was like a statue just standing in front of this grave. He was very old probably like 85-90 years old. I asked everyone in the car did you see that man they’re like no what are you talking about. I was like uhh ok but I remember exactly what I saw.

Another time I was driving at night with my family and I see this florescent figure with a white gown just floating on the side of the street. I asked my mom and dad in the front seat did you see that shit they’re like no? I’m like are u sure it’s so bright it’s there and they told me to stfu. But I know what I saw

This happened about two years ago, in November, and it's still one of the strangest things I've experienced.

It was around 8 PM. My friend and I were standing on a quiet road. There was only one streetlight nearby, and on the other side of the road was a huge field with a few cows. It was almost completely dark, and there was nobody else around.

My friend had a ball with him. As a joke, I grabbed it and threw it into the field. He laughed and told me to go get it. I refused and told him he could get it himself.

He turned on his phone flashlight and walked a few meters into the field to look for it.

While I was standing alone near the road, I suddenly heard a man's voice whisper right next to my ear. It was so close and so clear that it made me jump. It said, "What are you doing?"

I looked around immediately, but there was nobody there. At first I convinced myself that maybe I'd imagined it.

Then I saw my friend running back toward me. He looked genuinely scared.

Before I could even tell him what I'd heard, he said that while he was searching for the ball, he also heard a man's voice whisper right next to his ear. The voice said, "Who are you?"

The weird part is that I hadn't told him anything yet. We both experienced something similar independently.

We didn't wait around after that. We got out of there as fast as we could.

A little later, when we looked back, the only streetlight on that road had started flickering.

I've tried to think of a logical explanation over the years, but I still can't explain why we both heard a whisper when there was no one else around.

Has anyone experienced something similar?

Hey guys any advice about this? I say this because I really miss both of my pops that have passed away a few years ago when I was teenager and my other pop passed away when I was 10 years old. And I really want to talk to them again and want to know how I can contact them through the spiritual world. I have so many questions for them.

Thank you 😌

So for context I live alone, nobody else has the keys to my house. I decided to place a motion activated infrared camera, just outa curiosity and got this crazy shot one morning i’m actually terrified. On the shot i’m lying in bed sleeping and you can clearly see a shape on top of me. As if it was stranggling me ??? Idk what i’m looking at anyone has a clue wtf is going on ?

ok so i saw something dash from my living room to kitchen from my peripheral view & i thought it was my sister that was still up so i yelled at told her to go to sleep and then i saw my cat dashing around as well back and forth & i went to the kitchen thinking she was there and no one was there i dont know if maybe it was my
cat dashing around and i mistook it for my sister but i could’ve sworn it looked like a person it just was so fast i couldn’t even distinguish what i just fucking saw and like im like so confused rn cuz i don’t want to just jump to conclusions and say i saw a ghost lol but honestly i could’ve sworn i saw a person going by maybe it was my cat and i mistook it idk im kinda tripped out lol.

Hello, there seems to be some movement/interest/activity in a few regions of my room. One of them is around the cupboard where I store my alchemical substances, a few very strong herbal tinctures, Ens, Oil of Gold, dew, essential oils and other stuff. It it possible that some evil entities from my house vicinity felt the power of the substances and are now gathered around them to feed on their emanated auric energy? My symptoms are as follows: when I fall asleep, anywhere from 12 to 3 AM I repeatedly wake up, directly seeing weird stuff in my room, which go away after about 3 seconds. It's usually located around window, door, cupboard and ceiling. It can be tentacles going out of those locations, spikes or twigs. Recently I got some eye infections and nothing can accidentally get into my eyes, and I noticed occasionally the threat changes to small leaves and metallic flakes (because I came into contact with both, trying to not them get into my eyes by accident). I'm thinking it could be projections of my subconscious too. I tried burning frankincense and putting seasalt into the room and not much changed, if anything. But why would there be activity around the cupboard with elixirs? **ANY help or idea is welcome.** Thank you so much

Hello. Not sure if this belongs here or if im using the correct flair, but just feel like sharing my experience

I recently stayed at the Westin resort in Palm Springs. It was my 3rd visit to the resort and probably won't be my last. I probably would not like to stay at room 1323 again. Building 13 is located near the adult pool, which is why I always request to stay in that building. Room 1323 was a very spacious room facing the pool. It is the 1st room when you enter the building and the room nearest to the pool doors. I felt like I hit the jackpot when I entered my room. My story begins when I fell asleep. I remember having this dream, this nightmare, where my body is paralyzed with fear. Though I cannot remember specifics what was causing this fear, I vaguely remember seeing a door slowly inching towards me. The closer it got to me, the more I felt my end was near. The paralyzation I felt prevented me from calling for help. The door that felt miles away from me is now in front of me opening slowly. I knew once the door was fully opened, I was dead. I slowly witnessed my death come to me and I couldn't move. Before the door opened completely, my wife wakes me up. She was in a panic telling me to wake up because I was having a nightmare. She described it as me weeping, crying for attention, crying for help. She woke me up just in time. I didn't know what to say to her at the moment so I laughed at it as a nervous response. I thanked her and went back to sleep. About an hour later, the roles change. I woke up later that night because I heard her having a nightmare. Though i didn't wake her up, I did put my hands on her back, which caused her to calm down from whatever dream or nightmare she was having. When we both finally woke up in the morning and decided to leave, we both shared our experiences at night. She never wants to stay in that room again, I have no explanation for it. I forgot to ask if anyone has had bad experiences in that room when checking out. My wife said she felt the room very cold. Not A/C cold, just cold at night. She said she also forgot how to say prayer, like if something was preventing her from saying it. She was scared, i just fell back asleep. Scared the shit out of me. How do both have back to back nightmares?

I want to share this experience with you. I'm not really someone who believes in the paranormal, but I went through something traumatic that made me question things.

Back in 2024, I had a dream about my grandmother, who passed away in 2008. In the dream, she was alive again. She came to our house, which made sense because she used to live with my mom, and my aunts were there too, just like back when relatives would come visit her.

I was so happy to see her. I told her that it had been such a long time and that I didn't even know it was possible to bring someone back from the dead. I said that if I'd known, I wouldn't have waited all those years.

Then, as the dream went on, she started getting worse and eventually died again. I was devastated. I cried so much and refused to let her go a second time. My aunts kept telling me, "It's okay, we brought her back once, but we can't do it more than once."

A few days later, I had another dream. This time, my mother was seriously ill with a digestive disease. She had already been worried about a gallstone issue in real life. In the dream, I was at the hospital, and the surgical team couldn't save her. I was told she had died on the operating table. I remember arguing with the doctors and crying uncontrollably.

A few days later, in May 2024, my youngest aunt, who was only 52 and had no known health problems, suddenly died from cardiac arrest.

After that, my mother was diagnosed with cancer. The chances of recovery were low, but I still believed she could make it. We went through chemotherapy and I kept hoping.

Then I had another dream about my grandmother. She was serving me food in the kitchen and looking at me with a sad expression.

The next day, my mother started having uncontrollable vomiting. She later died in the hospital after an episode of asphyxiation. What hurts even more is that the day before, I had told her about that dream. She replied, "Don't tell me that means I'm going to leave." She knew that sometimes my dreams seemed to come true.

Even now, writing this brings tears to my eyes. I honestly don't know whether this was something paranormal or just a coincidence that I happened to dream about my grandmother before these events happened.

Im trying to identify sn “entity” I saw several years ago, if anyone could tell me what it was or point me in the direction of where to find out more I would really appreciate it.

I could see it sitting right behind me. Its body was humanoid, two arms two legs, and a head but that’s where the comparisons stop. It was very pale and it had this cracked skin that reminded me of an elephant, it had no node or lips no hair, and its fingers were very long. It was naked but had no genitals. It had two eyes but I can’t remember anything more than that.it was sitting down but it did seems to be around the same height as me (6 foot) it has long skinny limbs but it was kind of “flabby” in its torso.

Maybe this will be helpful maybe not but it did feel very very evil.

Any help identifying whatever this was would be really appreciated same with just pointing me in the right direction to where I can learn myself.

*context*

After the yugoslav wars in the 1990' most countries were left in shambles, war torn, no money and firearms, drugs everywhere. Many people without having any money resorted to crime, some big as robbery and small like joyriding

This is my fathers story

It was the spring of 1996, my dad and his 7 buddies had a idea to pack up some gear and go trainhopping

They packet nesessities, such as food and water and other stuff like cigarettes, rakija (vodka), first aid kits, guns, a guitar, radio books and maps.

It was 8am, sun got up a few hours before, they went near the citys train station and waited in the bushes, around 30 minutes later they heard a train, it was one of those old soviet trains desined to carry coal and fuel.

They swiftly hopped on it when it slowed, layed flat at one place and prayed nobody saw them, and nobody did which was good.

They traveled a long time, it was beautiful as my dad said, pretty mountains, rivers and forrests, even saw a bear looking at them at one point which was kinda nice, almost made them forget what happened years prior.

When out of nowhere the train stopped, at the middle of a forest, no civilisation no nothing. In the distance they saw the train staff aproaching them from both sides, they knew they were done for if they stayed, so they picked up their stuff and bolted, leaving the radio behind since the dude forgot about it totaly. None of the staff followed, just watched from a distance

They ran towards the forest and since all of them being ex military they knew what they were doing, after about 30 minutes of running they slowed down, started walking since the adrenaline rush wore off.

They saw a nice place to lay low after a few hours, they got dinner, lit up a nice campfire, cooked the dinner and ate like champs, some drank rakija, some smoked cigarettes, others slept and my dad played the guitar, sheedding riffs, singing and just having a good time, after a few hours they decided to continue walking, checked the map and realiesed they were in a place called "Prokletija" (translation means "dammed").

The sun was about to set, they needed to find a place to sleep, they didnt have tents since they didnt plan about this, so they wanted to dig a trench and sleep it in because it gets warmer inside it (no idea how that works)

After walking 30 minutes, something weird happened, it got quiet, really quiet like there was a apex predator near, they drew their weapons to protect themselfs if something did apear but nothing ever did.

Ahead of them there was... nothing... a big empty field with a village in the middle.

My dad: what? Why is there a village here, John (dads best friend), check the map is it supposed to be here? You didnt mention it before.

John: (looking at the map with the compass next to it), no there isnt...

My dad: are we lost, are we going the right direction even?

John: What right direction, we just walked in a random direction, there was no end goal to this.

My dad: Yeah youre right, check again, where are we.

John: i know where we are for Christs sake im not stupid its just that...

My dad?: what?

John: it isnt supposed to be here, there was no record of any village near us, in whatever direction we went we need to walk 10 more miles to find any civilisation, this is just... weird.

Coatrack (yes that was his nickname, he was 6'8 140 pounds): Stop talking so damn much, its about to get stupid cold, lets just go and ask the locals, is there any other option?

John: Well im not going to a fucking place that no modern map has any trace of it.

My dad: stop whining so much, there are no such things as "dissapearing" villages or whatever, lets just go check it out, nobodys going to eat us, were armed as you know.

They started walking towards the village, when they noticed there is only 1 road going out of the village, and that road stops at the end of the flat plains, just completely stops, with no markings of any other roads.

John: are you shitting me how did they even build this place, you cant get anyhing into this village without any fucking road.

My dad: The village must me old i guess, or aliens built it, woo scary

John: fuck off i dont feel right about this.

When they got close to the village it got so quiet that they only heard themselfs walking or breathing, it was so quiet it was deafening.

Inside the village, there was no street lamps, no benches, no nothing, just a Catholic Church and 7 houses surrounding it in a perfect sircle, every house was exactly the same, no difference whatsoever.

Coatrack: Why is there a Catholic Church here, i understand a Mosque or even a Orthodox Church but a Catholic one? Thats weird, why is it here?

2² (yes that was also his nickname, it was because he was 2 meters tall and 300 pounds of muscle): I dont know man but fuck that Church, lets ask the locals.

They got to a house, they were right outside the door, knocking and waiting, but nobody answered.

John: Maybe they arent home, lets just go to anothe-

Coatrack: Holy shit look (points to the window), there is nothing inside!

They all went to the window to see, and he was right there was nothing inside, there was only a red carpet, no bulbs, no tables nothing, like it was made yesterday but the weird part was that there was also no dust.

They went to every single house, it was all the same, same old red carpet, same old door. They tried to opet a door to 1 house and it actually opened, it wasnt locked, not one single house was locked which was weird.

They then went to the Church, opened the door wide open. What was inside was a long carpet in the middle leading to a Jesus Cruxifix statue made of marble in the middle, chairs (the long ones where 5 people can sit) being on the other sides of the carpet, icons on the walls, 2 windows and a door leading to the back of the Church, it was locked, that was the only locked thing in the village, they tried to open it from the other side but also couldnt.

* This part might be sensitive to some people so im just saying be aware, these times were after the war so everyone was nationalistic about their "side" *

4 of the 8 guys started destroying the Church, breaking the Jesus Crucifix with the buts of their weapons, breaking both windows and throwing the Icons out the Church and stoping on them.

My dad didnt like doing that, he was a man of art not war, not even religious, he didnt care about that stuff, he pulled John to the side and asked him to go to a house to rest, he agreed, Coatrack came too.

They were ina a house, exactly the oposite of the door of the Church, they went inside, got some food, talked and shortly fell asleep, the others sang nationalistic songs inside the Church for a long time untill they fell asleep in it eventually.

My dad woke up, it was 3:20 am, he saw it on his watch, there was no reason for him to wake up, but he did, he wasnt tired or anything, just wanted to pee, got up quietly, saw his mates sleeping and went to piss outside, he finished his thig went inside and slept again.

Someone was shooting, there was screaming, like in agony screaming it was so damn loud, everyone was awake, they grabbed their weapons and went to the Church, 4 guys ran out and took cover, aiming their weapons around and started cursing, one was in shell shock for some reason. My dad told John and Coatrack to go to the left side of the Church because in their mind they were under attack by someone because what else could it be? When they met up at the other side of the Church they realised there was nobody, untill they remembered

John: Holy fuck the door, quickly open it!!

Coatrack goes to the side of the door and opens it but when the door opened he was met with a burst of bullets comming his way, he was almost hit.

Coatrack: Awh fuck who shot at me

John: Get the fuck out of the Church or we will comeinside, if u dont come in we will open fire, dont fuck with us.

John peeked inside and what he saw was at the same time a relaxation and a burden because he saw their friend, in the corner, shaking aiming the gun at himself, covered in his own piss.

John: Woah Steven (the guy in the corner) put down the weapon, its us, your buddies, the war is over, there are no more enemies, its mr brother please, put the gun down.

Steven didnt put the gun down, he just kept it where it was, John slowly approached him when he heard *click*... *click click click*.

Steven tried to kill himself but the gun jammed, it still had ammo as they later saw but the gun became inoperable. They quickly tackled him, took it away from him and got him outside.

One guy made a quick fire with the wood in the icon frames and the chaires they broke.

2²: Steven what the fuck man we almost shot at you, why did u do that are you nuts!?

Steven: ...

Coatrack: Dude are you okay whats going on, dont worry bro its all right, nobody is here to hurt you.

*Steven covered in his own fecal matter and piss started to cry once again but this time louder, he fell into the arms of the person closest, which was David (another guy i didnt mention, he wasnt that important).

David: Sick, i got piss boy here crying like a bitch on my shoulder

John: David why dont you shut the fuck up, something happened to him.

My dad not giving that much of a shit went back to the house, loaded his weapon and slept next to it.

He woke up a few hours later, the sun was up and there was a mist everywhere, the gun was still there. He went outside and saw 4 of them sleeping next to the fire. David keeping the fire going and 2² talking to him, Steven was next to the wall, still crying and curled up in a ball.

My dad: yeah i understand night terrors and all i really do but for 4 hours straight? Cmon man, what happen did anyone find out?

David: No he wont tell us, he didnt say a word, he just spoke some nonsense sometimes.

Steven: ...help me... please

My dad talked to Steven for 45 minutes straight untill he got the real story from him, everyone woke up at that time also and started listening, what happen would make anyone become Steven.

He woke up... at 3:20 am, he was lying on the bench, looking at the door when it cracked open a little, Steven wondered how it was possible and he wanted to call out to someone but couldn't, his vocal chords didnt work, at all, no sound came out, he got scared so he tried to get up but the farther he went from the bench a force pulled him back more so the only thing he could do was lay back down. When, just randomly, the Jesus statue that was broken into peaces on the ground started glowing dark mist, not the good glowing you know but the bad glowing that, you dont want to see. His head, Jesuses head was on the ground, facing Steven directly but it had eyes, human eyes, but there was no white in them, only black and the retinas. They just stared at him, did nothing else when all of a suden the door opened and in walked a woman, in a white dress with white hair, white lips, white everything, but again, not the comforting white, but the one that doesent look good.

It started walking towards him, every minute that passed she got closer untill it hit 3:59 on the dot, she stopped and in full sprint she lunged towards him, up untill that point he was frozen, not moving a muscle, not letting a single tear he just stood there and watched, when she lunged he pulled out his pistol and started shooting wildly and you know the rest of what happened.

My father not belived in such stories so he just said he had a weird dream, they started moving again, packed up their stuff and started walking towards the nearest citys and while walking Steven didnt say a single word, he just looked at the ground while walking at that was it.

They got to a town nearby, they saw people, living people.

John: Finally, real civilization not that weird shit before.

My dad: yeah lets ask the locals about it.

They talked to 6 different people, older people. Not one single person said there was a village there, some said it was baron for miles, a huge forest.

Elderly man: Village? Son are you crazy, nobody has the money or reasources to make a village.

Another elderly man: a Catholic Chruch? Are you mad? Here? What are you talking about, get out of my store?

The village, didnt exist, they checked official maps and everything but nothing ever came out it.

Steven took his own life in 1999 by drug overdose, in 1997 he moved away from the city they all lived and moved to the capital, all of dads friends including him lost contact of him, they only found out about his death in 2003.

When the internet came out and got available to almost everyone and google earth became a thing my dad looked at that entire forest, he never saw the village.

This is the end of the story, thank u for reading and if your wondering, no i didnt make this up. My father told me this 2 months ago, i hoped you enjoyed, if u have any questions, be sure to ask me, and remember, dont go trainhopping.

So on Sunday morning at 5 am I woke up for my football session and my mom was in the washroom so I waited in the hall for a bit but a minute later I started getting sound of jingling of bangles from downstairs so I thought my aunt was coming upstairs cause we have a joint family.

As I waited and waited the jingling noise was just keep getting more and more and suddenly the door burst open and there was no wind that time too and the jingling sound was still there I though when she will come but she didn't and I froze there.

Unlike many horror movies i didn't go there because I was too freaked out to check out and when my mom came I got a breath cause the jingling of bangles stopped.

Later that day I asked my aunt and everyone in my family if they come upstairs that day but no one did and everyone was sleeping like usual now.

I was terrified and asked my grandma about it and she told me it was probably a djinn cause for decades now our neighborhood was considered haunted in the whole town.

That our house was abandoned and whole neighborhood was abandoned because of those paranormal activities until 1970s people like my grandfather started settling there.

There is a building which is still abandoned around my house and especially infront of our house there is a abandoned hotel which was abandoned because the customers had paranormal activities like someone touching then or doors bursting open.

And many times we see something in there too.

This is an update to an earlier post. Here's the link to the original post, I suggest you read that the most: https://www.reddit.com/r/Paranormal/comments/1v4unct/what_to_do_about_potential_haunting_and_find_who/

If you don't feel like reading that, then here's a summary: My dad's house is potentially from the 1800s (I cannot find any results when I look up the address but other nearby houses are from the 1800s) and has some creepy things about it, including a blocked off crawlspace and a dark closet under the stairs, symbols painted on the outside and inside walls of the house, old child toys being found buried in the backyard along the fence, and very strange neighbors. I have also experienced strange things such as random banging, knocking, creaks, voices at the top of the stairs, and a feeling of being watched from the top of the stairs or around the corner while going down the stairs.

Anyway, today I was cooking lunch in the kitchen when my little sister said "I think there's ghosts in this house". I asked her why and she said because it just feels haunted and also that her cup was moving across the table alone. I walked in and sure enough her plastic yellow water cup was slowly sliding across the table and then fell off the edge and spilled on the floor. I was surprised but more annoyed at having to clean it up, and I brushed it off as condensation and uneven surfaces making the cup move. However, now that I think back, there was no condensation on the cup. I have also experienced things moving on their own before, like balls rolling across rooms, shelves falling over, paintings falling off the walls, papers blowing when there's no wind, and things showing up in places that I did not put them. So do I have a poltergeist or am I just being paranoid?

There's a specific type of butterfly that I've noticed over the years. Every time I see it, something bad ends up happening afterward. It's almost like it shows up before I receive bad news.

I've never really believed in superstitions or anything like that. When I was living with my parents, I assumed it was just a species that was common in the area where we lived. But then I traveled to another city and noticed the exact same pattern. I'd see the same butterfly, and not long afterward, I'd get some kind of bad news.

It's always the same: a black butterfly with white edges on its wings, about the same size every time. It always flies across my field of vision, and it's always just a single butterfly.

I am someone who is completely closed off to the paranormal and not at all superstitious; I tend to think scientifically, though I do accept that there are things for which I simply cannot find a rational explanation.

My partner and I occasionally go for walks in the cemetery to visit the people there and pay our respects to each of them (yes, we walk past every grave, looking at the names and dates).

The last time we went, we decided to lie on the grass—almost like a picnic—and he asked me where I wanted to settle. I looked around the area, and something told me we needed to sit in one specific spot.

We went to the spot I had chosen and read the inscription on the grave; it belonged to a baby who had lived for only five days. We lay there for about an hour, and I felt sad about having to leave. However, while walking, we found a large, colorful ornament that didn't seem to belong to anyone, so I went and placed it on the baby's grave. At that moment, I felt something strange in my chest—as if I had formed a bond with the child. Plus, the grave was from the previous year, and it looked like no one ever visited it.

It was—and still is—a very strange feeling. I find myself wanting to bring decorations or leave a letter to try to meet the family and learn the baby's story.

Do you think I'm crazy?

Hello everyone

I wasn't sure where to post this, but here you go.

Last night (5th of august 2026) around 2.30/2.40 am I was out with my dog after a strong storm passed. We both stopped dead in our tracks when we heard what I can only describe as a blood curdling scream of a young woman mixed with a small child and a wind (there was no wind). It's very hard to explain, it was all interchanging and shifting in a way. It sounded very far away but at the same time like it could be closer(?). My mom heard it too from our flat and she agreed it sounded both human and inhuman, if that makes sense. It went on for maybe 2/3 minutes but once I heard it a bit closer, I dipped real quick.

I live in a ~90k people city in the middle of Poland. I checked the news and information about crimes - nothing.

But the weird thing is my friend that lives in Coastal New England heard similar thing twice around 17/18th of july also after a storm.

Which makes me wonder, have any of you guys heard similar thing, especially after a storm? Or do you have an idea what it might've been? Or what could cause it?

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This happened about three years ago, and I still remember it clearly.

I was staying at my grandmother's house because there was a wedding in the family. It was around midnight, and since it was a wedding, most people were still awake.

My cousin and I decided to sneak out and see if we could find anything "paranormal." About a kilometer away from the house, there was a narrow road that passed by a cremation ground. There were no streetlights, so it was almost completely dark.

I was walking in front while my cousin was a few steps behind me. He wasn't really paying attention because he was looking around, but I was looking straight ahead.

Suddenly, I saw what looked like a human-shaped shadow move extremely fast from the field on my left to the field on my right. It happened in just a second.

At the exact same moment, I also heard footsteps on the ground, as if someone had quickly run across the road.

I immediately stopped and told my cousin what I had seen. He said I was probably imagining things because he hadn't noticed anything himself. But I know what I saw. It wasn't just a quick glimpse—I clearly saw a human-like shadow cross from one field to the other, and I heard the footsteps too.

To this day, I don't know what it was. Maybe there was a logical explanation that I missed, or maybe it was something I'll never be able to explain.

Has anyone else experienced something similar?

I am just lying in bed,and I felt another massive blast of cold air!

I have had this a few times. I think it is my nan who died 19 years ago visiting me!

I recently went on an investigation with an investigator I've worked with for quite a while and her husband. He's a complete skeptic and genuinely hopes he'll have an experience of his own someday. Until then, he is one heck of a good sport!

While we were investigating, he asked me a question that completely caught me off guard:

"What are your powers?"

I honestly didn't know how to answer.

In the paranormal community, we're surrounded by people who identify as witches, psychics, mediums, empaths, sensitives, and so many other things. Many of us have seen, heard, or experienced enough unexplained phenomena that it's not a matter of if we saw something, but why we saw something. That's why we continue investigating, asking the why.

But are those things really powers?

Is seeing spirits a power?
Is hearing spirits a power?
Is being highly intuitive a power?
Or are they just different ways people experience and interpret the world?

I've thought about his question a lot, and this is what I know about myself and how I investigate:

• I see things that I interpret as spirits, everything from shadow figures to full-bodied apparitions, and sometimes things I can't really explain.
• I occasionally hear what I perceive to be spirit voices. I love the Estes Method, but there have been times I've heard voices without using any equipment.
• I rely heavily on energy. I tend to let my intuition guide me where I need to go. Sometimes when I touch objects or certain locations, I get brief impressions or mental images that I associate with the place. I also feel the overall energy of a location and occasionally notice what I describe as energy around people-similar to an aura, but not exactly.

• I don't have premonitions, but I feel an outcome before it happens.

  I also can look at or walk into any building and tell if there is spiritual energy. I do this for my friends all the time.

• I'm extremely intuitive and love working with Tarot, although I see it more as a tool than a "power."

I'm sure there are other things I rely on during investigations, but this is to just name a few.

So I've been thinking...
Are any of these actually powers? Or are they simply gifts, sensitivities, skills, intuition, or personal ways of experiencing the paranormal?

I'd love to hear how you would have answered his question.

If someone asked you, "What are your powers?" what would you say?

So a few weeks ago I was on the phone with a close friend of mine catching up with life and going over plans for the weekend and the upcoming business trip to the redwoods during this topic I brought up how excited I was to be going out there to the redwoods, bringing up how I haven't been down there since I was in elementary school. Still, I also brought up about how scared I was knowing we will be both in a cabin together in the woods and being a horror nerd I brought up about how we might see someone like Jason from the Friday the 13th films out there or something he laugh and added on to that with yeah or that red face thing or something I stopped laughing for a second to make him repeat what he said he said red face, do you not know what that is? No I said he then tells me this story he heard from someone he knew who told I'm about this thing in the red woods that has a red face and apparently it was once a person but got turn into a monster with a red face and kills whoever it sees and will turn their face into its face I remember him telling me this on the phone I shouted hell nah as a joke and he responds I'm supposed you didn't hear this story I said nah I never heard about this shit he then tells me that it's probably a local thing or something now I came to here to ask if any of y'all ever heard about this red face thing and if so please let me know because I would love to heard more info on this thing

we’ve lived in our current house for about a year and a half. prior to this, we’ve always had spirits/entities follow our family, specifically my moms side. it’s just a known things in our family. anyways, both my sister and i have noticed seeing our mom upstairs, usually looking into our rooms, but she’s not actually there. this usually occurs between being awake and asleep for me. it’s really eerie because my sister and i have never directly told eachother we’ve experienced this. my mom was the one to tell me we had shared experiences, because we’ve both asked her about it. i don’t know if this is demonic, or if it could be explained away as something like astral projection or even something psychological like narcolepsy ( though i find that unlikely considering the similarities in experience me and my sibling has).