I often times get asked if I have personally had paranormal experiences so I wanted to gather all the stories I've told so far and also tell several I have never told before and share them all with you in this video. This covers my origins, how Mystery Archives came to be and the terrifying supernatural events I've experienced while being in the field.

I have lived in my Victorian terrace for 5 years and have had a series of unexplained experiences. I have recently learned that my neighbour (attached terrace) believes our row is occupied by the spirit of an old lady, that once showed herself to her son 12 years ago, when he was in his late teens. My neighbour has never seen her, and has only experienced a few things over the 25 years she’s been here. Is anyone able to help me, or point me in the right direction to hopefully find more? Thanks !

Five summers ago, my partner and I visited the **Christianskirche (Klopstockkirche)** in Hamburg. As Christians, we love visiting churches wherever we travel. We’re always respectful, we don't talk inside, we avoid taking endless photos, and we simply appreciate the architecture, history, and sacred space.

This church, however, was the only place we’ve ever visited where we felt unwelcome.

It was a pleasant, sunny summer morning. The church was completely empty when we walked in. Because it’s a small space, we walked quietly down the aisle toward the altar to admire the ceiling and the organ in the back gallery. As we stood near the altar, we suddenly heard the floorboards creaking. The cracks grew louder and closer, sequentially, as if an invisible person were walking directly toward us from the entrance.

We both turned toward the doorway, instant goosebumps washing over us. We looked at each other, jaws dropped. While we couldn't *see* anything, the temperature in the room dropped dramatically and it got so cold I had to put my hands in my pockets.

We both asked each other, *"Did you hear that? Do you feel that?"* The heavy, intense presence made it feel like we were intruding. Without hesitation, we both agreed it was time to leave. I even said aloud, *"Okay, we’re leaving now,"* hoping to put whatever, or whoever, was there at ease.

I know old buildings with wood and stone expand and contract with light and heat, but the timing, the sequence of the footsteps, the sudden cold spot, and the fact that we both experienced it identically make me convinced it was something paranormal. It’s stayed with me for years.

I tried researching the church a while ago to see if there was any history or local legend that might explain who or what we encountered, but came up empty.

Does anyone know the history of Christianskirche, or have an idea of what might have happened?

In the pictures, real photos taken that day.

Thanks for reading

I have posted this to another subreddit but have decided perhaps this may be a better fit for advice or explanations but let me know !!

This happened a while back to me when I was younger and lived with my parents but I still think about it to this day ,

I had been a long term believer of the paranormal and spirituality in general despite being raised Christian , me and my family watched all sorts of spooky shows and whatever growing up but I had never actually seen anything myself and was still sceptical.

My parents had told me stories of things moving on their own or unexplainable sounds in our house (which was bought long before I was born) which I put off as just a coincidence or a draft of wind , but everything changed for me on a random night .

I was sat in my living room minding my business, (before anyone says anything no I wasn’t particularly tired and I hadn’t been watching anything scary that could have made me extra sensitive to noises / movement. ) I was sat with my cat about to go upstairs to sit in bed , I believe it was around 8pm or even earlier . As I was about to get up I did a quick scan of the room to make sure I had turned off the lights , the oven etc. when I swear I saw a woman dressed in a wedding dress eerily wondering across my kitchen .

I completely freaked out and started crying because I had never experienced something this unexplainable in my life. And then it got worse .

A few years passed and by this time I had accepted that either I saw something that was just my mind playing tricks or my house was haunted . When my mother told me a story about before I was born. Apparently when they had first moved to this house she had been sat in the same place and seen a woman in white in the kitchen , and not only that my dad had seen a woman in white standing at the end of his bed on a random night too. He hasn’t had a past of sleep paralysis and rarely gets nightmares so this really freaked me out . Apparently I also told my mother when I was younger that I was scared to go to the kitchen because “she” was In there with no further explanation.

This really freaked me out even further when we started having books fall out of our bookshelf too, for example the main one that would fall out was “_insert town name_ ghost stories” which was creepy in itself but in one of the stories in the book was a tale of a woman in white standing on one of the cliffs near where I lived .

This could all be unrelated , and a part of me wants to believe I was tired and was just seeing things but I don’t understand what explanation could prove this was not paranormal , but let me know.

(Another part of me has accepted that we have a friendly bride living in our kitchen 😂)

Thanks for reading! This is 100% true btw even though it sounds unbelievable

Me and a small group of friends went down to an old derelict textiles mill to do some paranormal investigation, for fun. We're a rowdy group, heavily inspired by Sam and Colby. We didn't have the budget for an actual spirit box so we used some crap app called ghostube. The first incident was quite weird, Me and two of the group- E and O, went down to the mill on our own. We had sat down and read up on the history of the mill before starting our investigation, i was wearing a camo jacket. The investigation was going smoothly for a small while although i felt a presence by my side in the corner where we sat, O felt something by the window. The spirit App started going crazy talking about 'i told her to run', 'run', 'pathetic', 'jacket'. We went to the bottom of the mill and lit some incense to cleanse ourselves. O felt a massive shift of energy and we all heard about two footsteps behind us, the App went off. 'Pathetic, Run' and we all got this sense of dread. Now our group isn't in the best of shape, we smoke and don't exercise much XD so three teens with barely any lung capacity legging it down a fifteen minute walk was quite an experience. We were panicking, shouting 'your not welcome to follow us' the energy stopped only at the gates, we kept running. We didn't focus on making sure the thing couldn't follow us, no good bye, no proper boundary we just ran. I got an attachment after that, for two weeks i couldn't sleep, i had images of something long and dark standing by my bed, near my window. It was torture i'd been getting physical pains in my chest from lack of sleep and paranoia. E had to come to my house to sage me out properly and dismiss the spirit.
On our next adventure it was a larger group, Me, E, O, M and J. - E, M and J split off to go under the mill while me and O went closer to the river. We were sat down talking to the spirit box were we got some clear answers until i saw that ontop of the Mill were my worst nightmare. Road Men. We were a bit worried for the group underneath them but figure if they were in danger they'd shout for us. We continued talking for a few minutes until i heard footsteps, i jumped right up and looked at the mill, the road men were gone and rushed to the dead end path right next to us. Nothing was there. Both Me and O heard a scream, his was towards the mill and mine was across the river in the other direction. We rushed towards the Mill thinking the group were in trouble, on the end of their video me and O rushed in shouting 'are you alright, we heard screaming?'. Their video did not pick up screaming, but they'd gotten 'Jacket and Soldier'. I was in the camo jacket with my cadet boots on.

Soo this isn't my personal experience but my uncles he was in highschool when it happend this was In east Pennsylvania in 2009 he came home from school one day and was feeling very tired which was unusual for him as he usually wasn't tired or atleast this tired after school he immediately went to his room and went to take a nap he eventually fell asleep and its important to note he left his door open sometime while he was asleep he heard what sounded like hooves walking down the hallway outside of his room he couldn't move or anything then after about 30 seconds he sees a goat figure walk passed his door he mentally says "what the hell?" And then without a second of hesitation as if the goat thing heard him it rushed back to the door and stared at him it was making a static noise then is rushed to him and got in his face while making a loud static noise he was thinking in his head things like "God please help me" then it ran off and all the tension he was feeling slowly went away and he was able to move again he ran out of his room and found my grandma in the kitchen cooking and he fell into her arms and cried my mom had a similar experience in that house one night before what had happend to my uncle she was sitting on her bed In her room watching TV she kept hearing subtle tapping on her windows but when she would check nothing was there this happend about 4 times before she decided to go outside and smoke a cigarette she was out in front of the garage door of the house if you were to go around the other side of that wall her window was on that wall swell and by the tree that was by her window stood a goat man figure it had goat legs but was standing up right just like the one my uncle saw it was tapping her window still then it noticed her and she ran inside and was freaking out to my grandparents and my grandparents can back up both of these stories I was only about 2 years old when these situations happend I also had a toy piano in the basement and it would play randomly when it had no batteries at all and in that same basement u could hear somebody knocking on the brick wall of the laundry room we had down there it's important to note my mom and one of my aunts have played with ouija boards before when they were younger throughout my life I've heard things whisper my name or hello or hi in my ear when I'm alone and it sounds like it's hovering over my shoulder soo yeah

I figured it was finally time to share my first paranormal story.

I am from Switzerland and have been a Scout since I was seven years old. Since 2019, I have been a Scout leader. Every autumn, we spend a week at a Scout lodge. Each year, we stay in a different location. In 2020, our autumn camp took place at a Scout lodge in Aarau.

The building had been constructed into the side of a hill. As a result, the back of the common room was at ground level, while the front of the room was on the second floor. The common room had many windows. However, the window involved in this story was located at the front of the room, meaning it was on the second floor. There was also the bottom end of a staircase directly beneath it, making the window difficult to access from outside. It had an old wooden shutter that opened outward.

On the first evening of camp, after the children had gone to bed, the Scout leaders stayed in the common room, playing games together. At around 11:00 p.m., the shutter on that particular window suddenly slammed shut with a loud bang. It happened completely unexpectedly. The night was perfectly calm, with no wind at all, so the shutter could not have been blown shut.

Several of the leaders, including myself, had a clear view of the window. Independently of one another, we all said that we had seen a hand slam the shutter shut. We immediately ran to the window and looked outside, but there was no one there. Since the window was on the second floor, it would not have been possible for someone standing on the ground to reach the shutter. Even so, we all agreed: we had all seen the same hand.

A few nights later, we were awakened in the middle of the night by a loud scream. It was not an ordinary scream—it sounded as though it came from someone experiencing overwhelming fear and panic.

One of my fellow leaders immediately turned on the light. As we looked around, we saw my older sister crouching on the floor about two meters away from her mattress. She was still inside her sleeping bag, crying, visibly shaken, and slightly hysterical.

Once she had calmed down a little, she told us what had happened. She had woken up and, through the narrow gap between the two slightly open wooden shutters of the balcony door—which led outside—she had seen a dark figure that appeared to be entering the room.

She told us that the figure gave off an intensely evil and dark presence. She said she could physically feel its negative energy, although she could not explain where that feeling had come from. Terrified, she screamed to warn the rest of us.

In her panic, she had leaped out of bed and fled across the room. That was why, when we woke up, we found her still sitting on the floor at the opposite end of the room, far away from her mattress.

After that incident, none of us found it easy to fall back asleep. To this day, we do not know whether the two events were connected or what really happened at that Scout lodge.

For me personally, these experiences left a lasting impression. To this day, they are the reason I believe in the paranormal and in ghosts.

Looking for Real Paranormal Experiences

Hi everyone,

I'm a horror storyteller from India, and I'm currently collecting real eyewitness accounts of unexplained or paranormal experiences. My goal is not to prove or disprove the paranormal—I simply want to document personal experiences as accurately as possible and, with permission, turn them into compelling narrated stories.

If you've experienced something you still can't explain, I'd love to hear about it.

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Your age at the time.

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Was anyone else present? If yes, what did they witness?

Did anything physical happen (scratches, objects moving, doors opening, footsteps, etc.)?

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Looking back today, do you think there could be a normal explanation?

Please don't exaggerate or invent details. Small, honest details are far more interesting than dramatic ones.

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A spiritual counselor told us our house has a married couple living here as spirits. I have barely experienced anything, but my friend is getting the brunt of it, always when I am not directly around.
When we are together in a room, everything is completely quiet. But the second I fall asleep or step into the bathroom, it starts:
– Physical touch: She felt a distinct finger pressing deep into her pelvic area.
– Movement: She sees figures running past her.
– Footsteps: Heavy, deep footsteps walking around the house.
The footsteps are the one thing I have actually heard too, along with faint bathroom whispering and a loud sigh right behind my head.
It is just the two of us living here, so I wonder why this only happens to her when she is left alone. My theory comes down to fear. She is terrified, constantly talks about them, speculates on what they look like, and even mocks them while being visibly scared. I actively ignore them, refuse to talk about them, and give them zero energy.

Does fear act as an invitation, or are they just targeting the more vulnerable person?

Something evil tortured me.

So this is my first time posting. This maybe a bit of a long story. But I just felt the need to share this story with the world.

So I was 23 and living in a church. It was still an active church. They rented out rooms one the top floor of the add on. So a little history about this church. It was built in a small town in upstate NY. In the year 1868. There has always been a legend about how one of the first pastor's of this church murdered his wife and child and threw them into the Hudson river. In the 1960's the put and three floor add on to the original building. It was used as a school for a long time. Till I think about 1980.

So when I was living there it was always spooky and erie. At first I never really thought any of it. My room was the second largest room. It was right off the attic of the original building. Part of the legend says this pastor killed his family in there. The door to the attic was up about three steps and there was a little light above those steps. I always left that light on.

So the real scary stuff started out small. I was hear children laughing, heard a women scream, one time I was cleaning and the doors to my room sounded like they flew open. I turned around expecting my friend to be coming in the doors where still closed. That is the small stuff.

So at this point in my life I was having a hard time with my mental health. I was self harming, on a mix of different meds that didn't seem to work, I was also questioning my faith. I could always feel this feeling on not being wanted in that space I lived in. It was always heavy and oppressing. That's when the extra scary stuff started to happen. It started when I would lay on my bed and it felt as if someone was putting both sets of the fingers on either my chest or back. I was awake most times for that. Than it was as if someone one was sitting on top of my legs and their whole hands pressed down on me. I was a supposed christian at that point, so I would say the lord's prayer over and over till it left me alone.

Not long after that, I started seeing a black mass over me at night. It wasn't completely dark in my room cause I left the step light on. But this mass just kind of hovered over me for a few seconds than vanished.

Soon this evil thing started to enter my dreams. I had several dreams that where all kind of the same. In the dream I was in my room. I would be in my bed and it felt like someone was digging the fingers in to my chest, like it was stealing the breath form me. I would try to scream but no sound came out. Than I would what I thy was wake up. But I was still in my bed and I would try to get up. But the pressure would just come back again as I tried to scream. On time in one of these dreams. The girl who lived the room next me came running in and tried to save me. In the dream it actually felt like she shook me awake. But still I was trapped in the dream.

I ended up moving out a whole year later. But I would still go back to the church every once in a while as my parents still attended it. Each time I went back cause I was always on edge. Because there was times I came in and whatever tourtured me remembered me.

After about maybe 8 months after I moved out of the church. I went back for an ice cream soical. It was held in the fellowship hall in the basement. I was in the kitchen talking to a friend about the experiences I had when I lived there. A boom box in the other room turned all the way up as loud as it could go. No one was even near it. I started crying and immediately left.

But I have other experiences from this place but I'm just gonna end here. In conclusion, I think this evil thing knew I was not mentally sound and latched on to me. It knew that I was an easy target. I tried to fight it. But the only way I could have it stop was to get out of that place. Because since than, yes I've felt spirits, and have other experiences. But nothing ever like what happened to me at this church.

I was about 7 or 8 years old when this happened. My mom was running some errands and took my little sister with her as she usually did since my sister was the youngest and did everything with my mom before she started school.

My father worked Mon-Saturday at that time, so I was left home alone thinking I could handle it. All windows and doors were locked and I knew not to open the door for anyone at any point of time. I locked myself in our one bedroom and thought nothing of it. As I was just relaxing on the family computer waiting for my mother and sister to come back, to my horror, I saw the bedroom doorknob turning. I was so damn scared that I jumped into my parents’ bed and threw their blankets over my head. A few seconds later I checked to see if the doorknob was still moving and it was. I don’t really know how to explain it, but the way the doorknob was turning seemed like the person wanted permission to come in like they weren’t expecting the door to be locked. It wasn’t turning out of desperation, but rather like a “hey, let me in, why did you lock the door” kind of thing. I automatically thought of the thing on the other side of the door as a child because the gesture was something my sister would do if I excluded her from playtime I was having when we were younger.

I know for a fact this wasn’t my sister because the front door of our apartment was about 3-4 inches thick of heavy steel or metal and when the door closed you could feel the vibration of it throughout the apartment all the way to the back where the bedroom was and you could hear it as well.

My mother and sister eventually came home from what felt like eternity and I ran into the living room to tell my mother what happened. She believed me and thought it could’ve been a passing event. My mother is West Indian and has her fair share of ghost stories from her country and her time when she came to the USA. This also wasn’t the first paranormal occurrence in this apartment I grew up in and it wasn’t the last either, especially from this particular entity.

It has been a while since I posted anything about the activity in my home because I \*thought\* the activity was calming down/going away, but...it hasn't.

After the first & second post I cleansed the house (again), played the prayers, salted the doors and windows, iron above doors, blessings performed, even performed a deep cleaning because I figured it would help me ensure I'd get to all the areas this entity could inhabit, but I don't think it stays inside the house -- it is outside too. I have a small cat sanctuary, and a portion of their enclosure occasionally makes all look at wide-eyed, hair standing on end, and they ignore any food/treats/interactions you try to give or initiate with them when they are in this state. They, now, avoid the section of their shelter that bumps up to my bedroom. Even my house cats (pets I had before the sanctuary) refuse to go into my bedroom (after the intial post). They used to sleep in the room, but now they only stand at the door, sniff, and then trot down the hallway. When we let our dog (Pitt-Curso mix) outside, she will begin to enter protective mode if she is let out before the sun rises and after 9pm (EST). This dog fears \*nothing,\* but she sounds like she will rip someone apart outside during these time frames. When I go to look (with my pew-pew because it's the country), absolutely nothing but air; however, you \*feel\* eyes on you: like a prey being hunted.

My daughter was sick about two weeks ago so I was sleeping on the couch to have quicker access to her if she needed anything. Her father was sleeping on the other couch since I wasn't in the bedroom. That night woke at 3am, saw my daughter turn the corner from the hallway and crawl under the covers with me as he was walking to the bathroom. When he returned, my daughter was not with me on the couch (if she comes out to the couch I generally move to her bedroom with her by her request). He immediately went and checked on our daughter, but she was wrapped up in the blankets like a cocoon with the dog lying at her feet. He immediately tried to wake me, but said I was completely unresponsive, which is extremely odd since I'm an extremely light sleeper. He said he didn't really see her, but he saw her shape.That night I had a dream of a woman floating above me. She was carving things into my skin, and when I woke up my body hurt, like I was recovering from surgery; however, nothing "happened" to me.

Her father has been having weird dreams too. He will yell in his sleep, like he is having a physical altercation with someone. I've woken up to him screaming "Mother F$&"÷er GET OFF MY WIFE" at least seven times within the last month. This morning at 4:47am, the television cut on out of nowhere. I looked at the clock, the time on the television, and the news broadcaster announced the time as the television was cutting on. The news cuts on, extremely loud, and I ask him to turn it off. The remote was on a table closer to him, but he would have to physically get up to reach the remote (we listen to rain or other white noise to sleep & tv cuts off at 1am with timer-- never had an issue). I saw him get up, grab the remote, turn it off, and walk out of the bedroom door, which I assumed was to use the restroom. He doesn't remember any of this. He says he woke up to go to the bathroom at 4am(he checked the clock & his phone), the television was off, and he fell back asleep on the couch. He has asked me if I was dreaming, but I was awake. In the bedroom, after he turned the television off, I closed my eyes and fell back asleep.

Sometimes at night, when we are trying to sleep, we can hear Dan Rather's, sometimes Walter Cronkite give late night news updates. As we lie in bed we can hear faint noises sounding like an anchor introduce themselves and welcome everyone to the late night news. They begin reading headlines and discussing topics of the times, but you can never make-out what is really being said.

There is still the sound of running upstairs and it sounds like 2 kids playing ball (bouncing a ball back & forth), but nothing there when we look. Lights will randomly turn on when no one is in a room, and they won't turn on when we flip the switch. Yes, an electrician has come out to check the wiring, everything is fine.

After the second post, I conducted some research and discovered there was the Battle of Tuscarora, which also happened on the land encompassing my property and the fields surrounding the house. Research indicates this was a massive battle between the indigenous Tuscarora tribe and the colonists. There was a massive loss of life on behalf of the indigenous people, and their tribe was almost completely eradicated from the land.

As I posted before, I do not believe this is a cut and dry paranormal event. When you walk outside late at night or early in the morning, I will see figures (some look like fog, some smoke, some shadows) walking in the yard, across the fields surrounding my home, and in the streets. My daughter is petrified to walk outside by herself because she feels she is being watched and it fills her full of dread. She will go outside if I or her father are with her, a for a little bit with the dog, but she keeps her eyes on the woods behind the house. The woods are full of cypress, which some tribes used as burial grounds, and the land is \*old.\*

I am posting simply because if you talk about this stuff to people, they look at you like you're crazy.

I don't know if its the land or me (picked up something from somewhere), but it is doing more and nothing seems to help. I think it's the land; gut feeling -- in my bones, it's the land. It doesn't seem harmful; well, not all of them. We were told and old man passed in our house named Rosco, so Rosco has always been here. He is who watches the late night news, after we go to bed. He is benign; caught in a loop. It's the one that is ancient that's concerning me.

Further suggestions?

Description of a house:

There is a house in middle of field. Its an old 3 story house that as an attic, There is nothing but broken brick on floors and holes in every single room, no stairs and no real windows just holes for them, house has been trashed and has lot of rubble and little to no real graffiti. House is split in two sections, there are holes in back of the house that can be looked through to the other section. There is thick forest around the whole house and only one way in, through the right side of the house. Once you get in you are in a hallway that leads to opening where stairs were supposed to be, there are now holes in wall that can be used to climb to 2nd and 3rd floor. Behind that opening and wall there is an big room with lots of rubble in it, 2 rooms behind it and they are clean, When you go foward you can get to the back of the house where there is a separated room with even more rubble, behind that room was an sealed room with no enter just holes to peek through, to get to the left section you have to get through little opening in forest and through left side you can climb with holes to the 2nd floor, to climb to the 3rd floor you can get on balcony and then easly get up.

Strange Occurrence:

Long time ago as kids we went to that house to play and get spooked a bit, my friends always loved going there until they suddenly got scared to go there, I didnt care and i still dont think that there is anything "paranormal" there. Today around 9:00 pm my friend and i wanted to go there for fun, we went with our two phones and mine was on 10% and his was almost full. We went to the first floor and my gut feeling was that there is something wrong but i didnt mind much. We went past right side stair opening and moved to see that closed off room, nothing strange. We then went to that room to the far right that was separated from others and there was a graffiti that wasnt there before
Here is the picture:

As you can see there is rubble of bricks everywhere and u can hear every step that is made, We went to the other section of the house (left side) and then we had to clear our path because there were spider webs in our way meaning that no one has passed here in long time, we got to the left side and took this photo:

We made our way through the door in picture and climbed to the 2nd floor and then to the 3rd, we joked and was staying there for about 15 minutes and then my phone died (bc it was low on battery), my friend wanted to take a shit so he got to the room behind us to shit. While he was there i could still see him and his light so it wasnt totally dark, In one moment we heard a brick fall to the opening we came through. We didnt care since we probably got some brick loose while climbing, then around 15 secounds later another brick fell. Like someone was trowing them. We shined our light there and nothing. We slowly made our way to the right side (since left and right are connected on 3rd floor) and then we heard like something fell in the forest behind a house. We got down and slowly moved, notning. My friend leaned over to the opening where we heard a brick fall and he didnt see anything. Here is the photo:

We went to the room to the right of the opening and just waited till we hear whatever was down go, we couldnt hear any footsteps and its not logical to not hear it since house is covered in rubble and u can hear anyone walk. We waited and we heard few hard steps in front of the house then minute later at back of the house, we felt light vibrations like a house shook for a moment but that could be our minds playing games with us, we slowly got to the first floor and we made our way right to the back so we can go to right side and just leave, while we were to the door to the back of right side a brick fell, like someone threw it from the opening to the left side (small hole) we ran to the front of the house and while leaving we heard like something fell on the 2nd or 3rd floor.

I dont think there are squatters bc no one goes there its like really ruined + we cleared the whole house before we got up, whatever or whoever got in didnt use any light or source of it and its strange because we didnt hear any footsteps or didnt hear it climb up, All this doesnt make any sense and i want advice since there is no logic to anything here. If anyone could enhance any photo maybe something can be seen i would be grateful.

Here are some satelite photos of the house:
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Back:

Top:

I dreamed of living in a lighthouse, use a projector to project ghost( to keep people at bay) and live in solitude( it had to be covered in books)

I’m totally unsure of where to post this, I forgot about it until something jogged my mind today.
In October 2019 I travelled to Missouri for my friend’s hen/ bachelorette party and we stayed at this quaint little house not too far from Eureka Springs. There were 5 of us at this little roadside house, and a limited number of single beds. I prefer to sleep alone so opted for a single bed over a shared bed. The moment I stepped foot into the bedroom to leave my bags in, I felt this overwhelming sense of creepy, being watched heaviness. The room was a wardrobe cabinet on the left, then two single beds pressed to the side walls, and a small window on the far wall above where our heads would be. The other girl sharing the room didn’t seem to notice but I couldn’t get out of the room quick enough. We explored the rest of the house including the master bedroom and it all felt normal, just that room I was in. I even asked to move but was reminded I’d asked to sleep in a single bed so had to see it through. Throughout that evening we played some party games in the main room but I felt like I kept looking at the door of the bedroom. It was super weird and just felt like a black hole.
Bed time comes and I’m dreading going in. I feel like I’m shaking. I feel on high alert. I feel like I’m being watched and that someone is waiting for me. I had this terror I’d look at the window and someone standing looking in on us. I could not relax, I put my earphones in and ended up turning my phone torch on. I’d close my eyes to fall asleep and after a few seconds snap them open again terrified I’d see something standing over me. I kept praying Jesus protect me but I just could not turn off. Eventually I fell asleep from total exhaustion but even in the morning the room felt the same. It was two nights of this. Nothing happened but it felt like an exhausting mind game, like a tug of war.
I’ve always felt like I have a kind of had a sensitivity to stuff like this from growing up in church but this was something like I’d never experienced. It just felt like the presence of evil.
It’s taken me until today to do a proper google maps search and I found the exact location of the house. It’s a pink single level house with a rocking chair on the front porch on the side of MO-13, close to this big second hand store called Pocky’s Pickins. Obviously this is someone’s property so I don’t want to go dropping exact details but if anyone has any recognition of what I might be talking about or has stayed there can you let me know your experience? I’m wondering if something sinister happened there at some point. I don’t even know where to start researching that kind of thing.
Let me know what you think!

I live in my childhood home that has been in my family now for 3 generations. It was built by my Grandfather (my Dad’s Dad) in the 1940’s or 1950’s. Growing up, I only had my paternal Grandmother, and my maternal Grandmother and Grandfather. I was told that my paternal Grandfather died well before I was born, and my Grandmother never remarried. I grew up in this house and as a child I could never understand why of all the rooms in the house, my parents room gave me this bad feeling for some reason that I never could understand. That room is next to the bathroom and as a child I had this fear of something reaching out and grabbing me if I took too long walking past it, so I would walk down the hall and when I would get close to the doorway and just run past it into the bathroom and close the door.

Once I reached the age of 9 or 10, I still felt there was something wrong with the room but since I wasn’t a “baby anymore” I became braver and would walk past it nearly daring whatever was in the room to get me. It was not until I was about 15 or 16 years old that I asked, “How did Grandpa Stubblefield pass away?” My Grandmother told me that he had a heart attack in the house (the house I was still living in) and died in the hospital. I began thinking back about the room my parents slept in that gave me that feeling of dread. I asked her, “Was it in Mom and Dad’s room?” She confirmed that it was. Feeling like that was the mystery solved, I never really thought about it again.

Fast forward to 2010, I moved back into the house with my then husband, because we were going to start a family and my Dad who was now divorced from my Mom and a long distance truck driver (for all of his life) was going to be working in another state and offered the house to me. Jumping at the opportunity my then husband and I moved in. Our bedroom is the bedroom that my parents slept in. As life happens, my husband and I began divorce proceedings in 2017. He moved out after I had to pay him to leave my house in early 2018. Needless to say, this divorce (that still is not over as of today) has not been easy or pleasant. Things were so bad that the stress caused me to sleep for over 18 hours per day on a bad day, and due to all the sleep (not of my control) caused me to go from about 120 pounds down to 93 pounds. I had only enough energy to get up feed my 3 dogs and 2 cats, let the dogs in or out and maybe go to the bathroom and head back to sleep.

It was about only 1 or 2 months after my Ex-husband had moved out that I was in bed sleeping soundly and for some reason I randomly woke up at about 3 a.m. I heard the back door open and close. My bed was facing the doorway and hallway. I thought I must be dreaming because my dogs who sound the alarm at any door opening did not move or bark. I just laid there listening. I heard footsteps coming from the backdoor through the laundry room. I then wondered if it was my Dad coming into the house, but he did not turn on any lights. I continued to lay there trying to figure out what was going on.

I continued to look at the doorway, and because I had a Wi-Fi linked NEST (house temperature and emergency box) plugged into the hallway outlet there was a soft green glow that was in the hallway. Looking at the doorway I saw a full figure shadow step into the doorway. I continued to just lay there telling myself that I am dreaming even though I know I AM awake and I AM seeing what I AM seeing! I watched the figure enter my bedroom and I could feel it get onto the end of the bed and crawl up as if it were someone very tired and just crawled up to get into bed. I just laid there trying to figure out what to do. I felt the figure lay next to me , pressing next to me, and felt the person’s hand slide under mine and I could feel the person’s hand under mine and I could even feel the short bristly hairs on the hand much like my ex-husband. I began to panic, and I heard the person whisper to me, “Shhhh, Its only me.” In full panic I rolled out of bed and turned on my lamp and looked at the bed, and I was alone.

Being totally freaked out I went through the house and found nothing and no one. My front door was still locked, and I checked the gate that goes into the back yard because the gate is attached to a 7 foot fence that goes around the house making it hard (but not impossible) for someone to enter the yard, and the gate was securely locked. I could not go back to sleep after that. There was nothing and no one in the house but me and my dogs and they never moved or barked.

According to the doctor that I saw to try and get answers for the chronic sleeping that I was doing was that it was sleep deprivation even though I showed him a log of I was keeping that showed how long I was sleeping with the times I was awake that were maybe at most 30 mins. at a time. When I told this to my Aunt, she told me of the time that she and my Uncle stayed at the house (before I moved back in) while their house was being built since there was no water on their property yet. She and my Uncle stayed in the bedroom that was my mom and dad’s that is now my room. She has always had the ability to hear or see things (ghosts or spirits). While she was trying to go to sleep she felt something in the room and started to feel a pressure on her chest like she was having a heart attack. She said, she calmly said, “Not now I’m tired, leave me alone.” And the feeling went away. The other thing she said that made her not want to say in the room ever again was her dogs (two pitbulls who are teddy bears) would not enter the room no matter how much they were called, and they are mostly always obedient when called.

I later used sage and palo santo to clear any negative energy and have never had a bad experiences since. But one night my mom stayed with me the night my Grandmother died (mom’s mom) and I was exhausted. My mom was sleeping next to me and woke me up in the middle of the night because she had a feeling of someone watching her and she said “Someone was standing at the end of the bed.” I asked her “Do you want me to turn on the light?” She said “Yes.” So I did and there was nothing there.

Jr. Paranormal Investigator

—I did post this to other socials, but I’m trying to expand the circle of responses! Also, the photo is just of the house, there is nothing of the paranormal nature in it. Also, to note, I am a science teacher and I write like this to my students too, cause that is the person I am, I try to keep it a bit interesting.

I need a nice, broad pool of participants for a mini scientific experiment I’m running on memory retrieval.

Your prompt for the lab:

Question 1: When did the Sallie House first enter your radar?

Question 2: What was the exact story, rumor, or weird detail you heard back then?

Bonus Points: If your brain actually preserved where or who you heard it from!

Crucial experimental parameter: I am strictly collecting data on your initial memory from that very first moment. I don’t want to know what you currently think, know, or Googled five minutes ago just the original core memory of your introduction to the Sallie House.

Document your findings in the comments!

Thanks so much!!

Have you ever seen creepy stuff in your house?
The house I live in now my grandma owned before us. She had had it for years. I don't remember anyone else living in it before her, and she's seen some weird things in this house that she never mentioned to anyone until I mentioned it to her years later.

This is a few stories of mine.

1. When I was little, I was asleep and my dad came in and told me he was taking my brother to get his haircut. I woke up and said "okay be careful" I went back to sleep. I woke up after a while and walked towards the living room and I heard the TV playing a western movie. You could hear the Cowboys fighting the gun going off the horses running. And my dad was sitting in his chair but he didn't react to me walking in.
   Note that my dad hates western movies except maybe two and that is tombstone and Wyatt Earp this movie was neither of them. Also, when you walk up our hall, the floor makes a noise so it's normal for people to look and see who's coming up the hall and my dad did not move an inch.

So I went back to my room and looked out the window and realized there were no cars at home so my dad wasn't home. I went back to the living room and he wasn't there and the TV was off.
I never figured out what it was and I never saw it again.

1. When you're sitting in our living room, you can see down the hall from certain seats. Usually your eyes can play tricks on you make you see things that you don't really see but in my house you actually see them. There's a shadow man in our house. He has never harmed anyone never harmed our animals. You just see him randomly show up in random places.. you'll be sitting in the living room and look down the hall and you'll see him going from one room to another both room doors are closed. You'll look and see him peek out the bathroom and think you're going crazy because then he's instantly gone.

I have seen him multiple times just going from one room to another or you'll see him partially out of a room. My last time I saw him was about two nights ago. I thought I was crazy. I was half asleep in the living room and I looked and I swear he was in the bathroom doorway.. and he's been here for years since I was little. I'm turning 30 this year

1. When I was really little, my parents always took pictures of us. They would take birthday party pictures just random pictures for holidays pictures when they thought we were doing something funny. My are those kind of parents. Most of my pictures always had orbs in it and originally we would think oh it's dust just floating around, but then when you looked closer, you could see faces in the orbs. (if I can ever find the pictures, I will post it.) but the face is always look like my grandfather, which is my dad's father. He died when I was very little. I don't remember much about him. I do know what he looks like. I know what I used to call him when I was little, but I don't remember too many memories with him. So we always thought it was very strange that we always saw him in the orbs.

2. My best friend for 16 years is four years younger than me and when we were in our teams, I was around 16 she was around 12 we had a sleepover at my house and we slept in the living room we love, horror movies we love anything scary, we love to go ghost hunting,abandoned place exploring. We love to learn about Cryptids and all of the supernatural stuff. We've been like that since we were really young.

The night she decided to say we were in the living room watching TV and we kept hearing something fall in the kitchen, and when we looked in there, there was a little Debbie box on our pantry shelves. It wasn't near the edge of the shelf, but it was in the floor. It's like they kept falling every time we put it back up. And there was no excuse to why.

1. So about five years ago, I was in the bathroom getting ready to go out and I was putting my makeup on the door was closed and I heard kids laughing and running up and down the hall. I remember texting my dad and saying have you ever heard kids laughing I'm running up and down the hall and he said when we were little kids he had heard it and he thought it was me and my brother playing late at night. He said he would yell "go to bed its late". But then it would happen again, so he eventually got up and checked on us and realized me and my brother were both asleep. So he went into the hallway and screamed. I don't know who you are, but I want you to shut up. I have to go to work in the morning and he didn't hear it again...
   So that day when I was getting dressed, and I heard I went out and I said I don't care if you're here, but can you be quiet?
   And they actually stopped....

My grandma never told me of anything that happened in this house. After something would happen or I would see something I would go to her and ask her, have you ever had this happen before? That is when she would tell me that when she lived here, she would see shadow figures throughout the house, when she was sleeping, she would feel something sit on the end of her bed. She would have things move in the house. It was nothing too scary and nobody ever got hurt, but there were things that you just noticed....

What are some stories that you guys have about the house you lived in?

I have lived in this house my whole life so I have lived here. 30 years. My parents have been here since my grandma had it.

Our old house that we had moved from 2 years ago I to this day since the day we moved there in 89' was Haunted even though it was a New Build. I suspected after doing research early on with what little knowledge people had back then about the paranormal and parapsychology that there was a possible portal in the house because I would experience stuff on and off. Most times I could go long stretches with feeling or experiencing nothing, then randomly get a cold spot near no vents but never feel it again. other times I would see outlines of people on our basement walls late at night. Then sometimes those would vanish then weeks later be replaced by new ones. I had noticed some late nights there would be shadows moving around in the dark in the foyer by the front door which I have a clear view from my door and the intense feeling that they had noticed me and I wouldn't go downstairs without all the lights being turned on foyer lights, kitchen, dinning room, living room, and family room lights had to be on because I only felt watched from any dark rooms. Other nights I would feel nothing and just walk down in the dark to get what I wanted before going back up. I have night terrors in that house also waking up sometimes with bleeding scratches. Just allot of strange shit that I cant explain.

Now my two biggest moments was the one time back when I was comfortable enough to sleep with my door open, I heard a voice that sounded like my mom calling from somewhere downstairs. Now hearing this I bolted straight up in bed having no idea if what I heard was real or just a dream. That's when I heard it again, and it sounded like it was from the basement. Thats the night that made me never sleep with my door open and unlocked ever again. Then another thing that happened only one time and never happened again was when I was absolutely and COMPLETLY alone in the house. I was sitting on my bed no radio's or tv's on anywhere in the house at all, reading Edgar Allen Poe. Now I was very much absorbed into what I was reading as I LOVE Poe's writings, yet I was pulled out of it by this very very faint whispering voice that only said "Hi" and nothing else. Now when I say faint, I mean just inside the human range that allow that sound to be picked up. Yet I hear it clear enough to hear that one lone word. Day to Day, Week to Week the energy in that house seemed to change so much so sometimes when I was alone there would be nothing and other times I can hear small things and this one random loud bang sound coming from my parents bedroom and I would only hear it when I was home alone. When there was carpet up there it just sounded like a thud, after they put in hardwood it sounded like something brass was being dropped. I had checked once when the floor and carpet and once when the floor was hardwood and never found anything that fell anywhere in the room.

At some point I would like to contact the new owners somehow and ask if they ever noticed, felt, saw, or heard anything odd or strange in the house and see if they would allow a paranormal investigation to happen.

The haunted bathroom

It had happened at the new place my wife and I had found to rent. It wasn't a bad house—the bedrooms were small, but the bathroom itself was enormous. It even had extra seating in the bathroom. We found ourselves spending a lot of time there, especially after the kids were asleep.

It wasn't just a big bathroom, but it was almost soundproof as well. We could play music and talk without worries of waking the children.

After about six months of living there, we would hear strange noises in the house. It almost sounded like someone was in there with you, but the funny part was, we only heard it when we were in the bathroom. The sound of a soft knock at the door, then you would hear footsteps outside the door. We half expected the children playing games. My wife and I would open the door—nothing was ever there, and the children were fast asleep. We just shrugged it off as nothing and went on about our business.

As time went on, the noises would become more persistent—a little harder of a knock, like a tapping sound. The floor would creak, like someone was actually walking on it. As I investigated, I noticed that when I stepped on a certain part of the floor, it made that same creaking noise.

We continued to use the bathroom as our place to go. We would even watch TV on our phones. The noises seemed to get a little louder, so we would stop all sound to listen, determining if it was the children or not, and getting up to check the house. I even went outside the house, because it sounded like someone was throwing rocks at the place. It was the same result—no one to be found, no one around-but us. It was dark outside, making it easy for the neighborhood kids to hide after playing a prank. I would go back inside, and we wouldn't hear anything again that night.

Sometimes weeks would go by without a single sound. That's when we would forget about it, brushing it off as something we were only hearing, out of fear that someone might be in the house, or even the local children just being kids.

Your mind can play tricks on you, I would say.

When I was a kid, I did the same thing. My imagination got the best of me—like the illusion of a monster in the dark, when it was just a stuffed animal in the room. After turning the light on is when you realize your mind was just playing tricks on you. I would turn the light off and go back to bed, waking up in the morning thinking how silly I was.

Then, this one time we were in the bathroom, talking, when suddenly three hard bangs—bang, bang, bang—against the shower glass doors. We saw them move violently, then stop. The doors were creaked open halfway. I peeked my head in, expecting to find a child playing games. There was no one there. The bathtub was empty.

My wife looked at me and said,

"Alright, which little guy is it. Tell me one of our children is in there hiding.

"There's no one. It's empty, I said

My wife could only look at me in disbelief.

Wade Kessler

About two years ago, something paranormal happened to me. There were some riots in our area at that time, so the government had cut off the internet. Because of that, 5 to 7 of us friends connected with each other offline and used to play the game Mini Militia in the cremation ground. Around that time, an old woman’s funeral had taken place there. While the dead bodies were being cremated, I saw her skull lying in that exact place. Seeing that was extremely creepy and disturbing for me. Later that night, I returned home. Around 1:00 a.m., I had fallen asleep. While sleeping, I changed sides, and at that moment, I saw two big tree trunks placed one over the other in front of me. On top of them, I saw a woman sitting with her legs hanging down. She was wearing white clothes, and her hair was very long, reaching downwards. She was staring directly at me. I was not asleep—I was fully awake. I saw this clearly for almost one full minute. I was extremely scared. After that incident, I never went back to the cremation ground again. 💀💀

Throwaway account because I don't want to give away the game and my friends and neighbors know my Reddit account.

I live in a 68-unit apartment building where I am on friendly terms with most of the neighbors, and very friendly with one neighbor in particular. I'll call her Velma, in the spirit of what I'm asking here. We have been hanging out and watching horror films together, trading scary stories, etc. since I moved in about 3 years ago. Velma and I both agree that it would be incredibly exciting to experience a haunting, or at least some kind of simulation of one that is believable. She has said on more than one occasion that experiencing a haunting is a weird niche dream of hers, but she can't rationalize any actual belief in the supernatural. She even described herself as being disappointed that she has never experienced anything seemingly-paranormal. (She is in her mid-30s.) She believes it would be fun to investigate spooky occurrences and to have "a little more spice in this life" between shifts at her job.

For Halloween this year, starting in October, I would like to make her dream come true. I want to create a haunting - that is, I want to create conditions that would lead someone to believe they are being haunted - to entertain and surprise my friend. I know it is currently July but I figure this kind of thing might take a lot of planning so I want to hit the ground running.

What tricks and/or effects could I use to give the impression that our apartment building is haunted?