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Despite so many stories of people seeing ghosts, encountering Bigfoot or seeing the Loch Ness Monster, many don’t believe in them as they are so mysterious and intangible. Also, because scientists can’t show any credible proof they exist, people tend to believe that those creatures are the fruit of some crazy person’s imagination.
However, there are still a lot of people who do believe in the paranormal and they claim to actually have experienced it. Those stories often are creepy and the fact that they can’t be explained is really scary.
Nonetheless, they are interesting to read and speculate about, so here is a list to feed the hunger for these kinds of stories. People started sharing them when Reddit user Endemicbacon asked “People who’ve experienced the paranormal or seen cryptids and other unknown creatures, what’s your story?” and they get truly chilling.
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It happened a few months ago. My 1 year old cat Salem, passed suddenly and I was so sad that I couldn’t save his life. On that day I called my workplace and told them my grandpa passed away (he passed 20y ago) so I could cry at home I cried days because of him. One day I went to work and there was a guy who is doing witchcraft and he can see the energy / aura, etc. So I passed him with my ppt (powered pallet truck) and he looked at me and said ‘Oh my god, who passed away my darling? ‘ I told him my grandpa as I didn’t want to blow my cover. And the guy said ‘Are you sure it was your grandpa? Because a black cat is sitting on your truck and meowing very loud..’ I was in shock. I didn’t tell no one that I had a cat, didn’t post anything on Facebook. Then he described me how that cat looks like with a white spot on the chest. He described my cat. My black cat.
Chupacabra are just coyotes with mange. That’s why as soon as Hollywood came up with a name the whole southwest was like “S**t! I’ve seen that!” They sure look like something paranormal. A healthy coyote doesn’t act like one dying of mange, and the abnormal behavior is pretty creepy all on its own. Most of my creepy experiences had pretty straightforward explanations. Like feeding the cat and then my cat walked in through the cat flap. There really was a second cat. He didn’t look that much like mine when I was paying attention, but at first glance? Their heads and backs were close enough to make the mistake. Another story isn’t mine, but a friend’s. A tropical storm hit and she was watching the weather for updates on the tornado watch/warnings when she heard her cat scratching and crying like mad at the front door. Horrified her pet was outside in the storm, she rushed downstairs to let her in. Her mom caught her just before she got to the door and stopped her. She said “that’s not our cat!” And pointed to where their cat was cowering in a corner, eyes glued to the door. They crept around to a bedroom window to look at the front porch and discovered it was a pair of bobcats that were scratching and crying at the door. After some frantic discussion, they opened the garage door partway to give them shelter so the bobcats wouldn’t damage the door any more than they already had. It took a few minutes, but the bobcats left the shelter of the porch and entered the garage and ate the cat food there. One of the bobcats gave birth in their garage that night. As soon as the storm passed and the water receded (about a day later), the bobcats carried the kittens back to their den. Based on where we sighted the kittens after that, we think the mama cat was in labor when the storm flooded her den. We think the bobcats had watched her cat come and go and figured “any port in a storm.”. Still, they were very creeped out for weeks after.
Recently just started a new job where one of my duties is to lock up this building that was once a cancer hospital. I thought I was crazy but my stories have been confirmed by my co-workers/security camera footage. Most wild experience? Was about 10pm and massive snowstorm outside so I expected some weird noises like howling from the wind etc. I’m on the first floor which is just a labyrinth of hallways, making sure all the doors are locked, out of nowhere I heard what sounded like someone groaning, I attributed this to the wind outside. 5 minutes later, it happened again so I yelled “Police who’s there!, Show yourself!” (Yes, I work for a PD). I radio for backup and confirmation the building is empty besides me, which is confirmed, backup never shows up due to the nuts snowstorm outside none of the sergeants felt like coming to help since they knew what was likely going on from watching cameras. I’m finishing the 2nd floor and I heard what sounded like someone banging their head on the door downstairs or something, it was loud. I get downstairs and the locking mechanisms on the door I heard the noise come from is unlocked. This locking mechanism is only unlocked by 2 very specific keys (they dont even look like keys), myself and my Sarge on duty are the only ones that have em. At this point I’m literally sweating and just f*****g hurry up back to the 2nd floor and lock up the fastest I have ever done so. I get back to base and tell our dispatcher and Sgt what happened and they’re just sitting there laughing acknowledging my claims. They said that building is haunted as [darn] and even students have experiences there in mid-day. My dispatcher then showed me the locking mechanism being unlocked (its a huge bar of metal, very noticeable on camera) and chills just ran down my back. She then showed me running down the hallway on my way to exit and one of the doors I locked swung open behind me, I didn’t hear it because my gun belt and boots were making too much noise. So yeah. I’m not scared of being shot at but [darn] ghosts, no time for those c**k suckers.
I’m convinced I’ve had something following me for years; possibly my entire life. I’ve always had weird things happening to me. Weird experiences like as a kid (I don’t remember it but my mom told me about it) I would wake her up asking about the “person” in my doorway. Then later when my parents first started leaving me home alone I remember having to call them multiple times and have them rush home or someone come get me because I could swear I wasn’t alone in the house. Living with my parents I would hear footsteps upstairs when no one else is home, once had my wife (while we were just dating) there and she heard it too. I would shut a door, and then later that door would be wide open At Me and my wife’s first townhome things would fly of the shelf’s (like once a box of spaghetti noodles tucked away in the back of the pantry behind other things found it’s way to the ground without disturbing anything in front of it), pictures would fly off and away from walls but none of the others would even be rocking. Same footsteps upstairs. Weird things like my ukulele strumming itself in another room. I have very specific and detailed stories but it’s a lot to type out, I don’t really care if anyone believes me but I know what I’ve seen and felt.
I posted this in another thread like this a while back Several years ago, some friends and I were driving through one of the millions of small towns around the North/South Carolina border in the mountains. It was well after midnight. My friend looks behind us, and sees a pair of headlights coming up on us. Quickly. Like, easily 60-70 MPH when the limit is 25 or so. No signs of stopping so my friend pulls over to let the car past. And what passes us is two lights. Just lights. Far too bright to be a firefly or any luminescent creature. As bright as headlights, if not brighter. Not attached to anything. No car, nothing. Just two lights booking it down the road.
When my youngest son was about 3 years old we were eating out in town and he got a bit restless. I decided to take him for a walk and as I held a door open he got away from me and made a break for it(pedestrian area so safe) He bolted into an adjacent site which had a ruined chapel/almshouses with info boards for tourists. I found him staring up at the Chapel ruins. ‘What are you doing,mate?’ His reply?…..’A long time ago I got married here’ ‘What!?’ ‘A long time ago……’ Then a switch flicked,he was a 3 year old with energy to burn and was off running again. Shook me to my core
One day my wife came home, we were living in an apartment in midtown. It’s about 10:00 pm and I was taking the trash to the dumpster in the alley behind my complex. The complex had only 6 two story apartments, the front door of each facing south. We lived in #5, and if you were to walk outside, once you open the door there’s a little raised landing where you’d put a welcome mat, step off the landing, you’re on a walkway, and you have to go either left or right because there’s a very tall wooden fence separating the complex from the large house next door. So if you turn right and walk down past apartments #4-1 you run into a gate, go through a gate, and you’re now on one of the main streets in midtown. If you were to turn left coming out of the apartment, you will pass apartment #6, then the laundry room, and immediately into a rod iron gate, and immediately on the other side is the dumpster. It’s a very short distance from my door to the dumpster and with nothing to obstruct your view, you can see from the dumpster all the way down the length of the walkway to the gate at the other end of the complex. The entire area is well lit, literally every unit would turn their front porch light on every night, and there is a street light right where the dumpster is, and one right on the other side of the street side gate. So it was easy to see my wife open the gate and head up the walkway towards our apartment. I waved at her and have no idea how she didn’t see me, and I thought about yelling but didn’t want to scare her or startle the neighbors. I was done emptying the garbage so I just started walking the short distance to her. As I’m walking up, I see the door to our apartment open, of course I figured she opened it but it was dark so I didn’t actually SEE her do it, then she kind of leans in and I could hear her calling my name, but she would not walk in to the apartment, our own apartment, so why not walk right in, right? Then, when I got behind her and said hi she became frantic, asking me “how the [darn] did you do that, how did you get back outside?!?” I explained I’d been at the dumpster emptying the trash, to which she interrupted me said “no, you opened the door for me and walked upstairs, I called after you and you turned your head and looked at me but didn’t say anything and just kept walking”, and then she started crying. I searched the apartment, found nothing. We moved about 6 months later to the house we’re at now. One day shortly after we moved in, my wife thought she saw me walk past the windows that look into the back yard from the kitchen, but it wasn’t me, and again she said it looked just like me, and that it walked all the way around the house before disappearing, and then she realized I was in the bedroom. Creepy stuff
30+ years ago, my mom’s stepdad passed away (my step-grandpa? he was basically her father; real dad walked out when she was nine). There was a gathering at the house following the funeral. Phone rings, my mom picks up, and hears a male caller say her name in an interrogative fashion(like “Susan?!?”). She was sure it was his voice, panicked, and hung up. Caller didn’t call back, and the reverse dial pulled up a previous number to someone she knew who had called much earlier. So essentially the Call from Beyond didn’t happen as far as the phone company was concerned. To this day, she believes it was him and regrets panicking and hanging up. FWIW my mother is not religious/spiritual/etc. Bonus story: When my other grandfather passed away (2004, from complications following colon surgery. He was in his late 90s so it was a good run) he was in the hospital following his surgery. My dad and aunt had a feeling it might be a 50/50 chance he pulled through, given his age, so they were present. He wakes up and asks when he got back. They ask him to explain. He said he had a dream he was on a road trip in an airstream trailer with a buddy of his with whom he had a falling out 50+ years ago. He was driving and they were blinded by a bright light in the windshield. Then he woke up. A few minutes later, he went to sleep and passed. Come to find out he and his buddy had always wanted to do a cross country road trip, but has some kind of falling out and never spoke again. My grandma remembered it happening shortly after WWII. Must have weighed heavily on him.
I was reading a library book before bed one night when I was a teenager. It was something really boring I had checked out for a history project for school and I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I fell asleep with it on my bed. I had like a sleep paralysis event happen and I watched this shadowy figure of a man walk into my room, look around, pick up a few knick-knacks and put them back down. It was so terrifying, my entire body was screaming to move but I couldn’t – not even my fingers. I just wanted to scream for help- but nothing happened, no matter how desperately I tried. I finally got enough courage to look at the man but he wouldn’t come into focus for some reason… he was just a shadow, like he wasn’t fully there. He came up to the side of my bed and stood over me, looking down at me for what felt like forever. I was so terrified but I couldn’t move a muscle. Then he reached down, grabbed my library book, and turned, walking out of my room. I never found that library book, ever, after tearing apart my room and my house. My mom said it was a coping dream for losing the book but I distinctly remember falling asleep reading it that night and I even had sent a text to my boyfriend that night saying that I wished I had chosen a different book because this ome was putting me to sleep. I had to pay a fine and everything!
Not sure this counts but I once saw a cat, a hare, a rat, a fox, a seagull and a weasel all standing stock still on a b road near Appleby in late summer a couple of years ago. The weird thing was they were totally still in a perfect circle in the road facing each other, I approached in my car and had to stop, I waited a few seconds then they all seemed to snap out of it and legged it in different directions into the surrounding fields. So odd I’ve never been able to work out what they were doing.
One time as a teenager I was making something to eat and randomly heard a bunch of birds chirping super loud. I look up and into the living room and see at least 20 “spirit” birds flying around the room. Think the old style white light effects they used for Tinkerbell. I was a little weirded out (not too much, at that point I was used to hearing/seeing spirits) and was also hearing “say hi to mom!”. So I asked her. I said, “hey mom? Did you ever have birds? Like, lots of birds? Before I was born?” She stopped and looked very confused. She said, “Yeah. I had close to 2 dozen wild parakeets when I was a teenager. Why?” I told her because they were all flying around the living room saying hi right then. She had never mentioned before having had birds.
At a cemetery in rural Thailand: blue light orbs that “jumped” from gravestones to the top of the trees. In Malaysia: seeing a crowd of ragged people crossing a busy intersection. The other three people in the car didn’t see anything. This happened in board daylight. Etc. I’ve been seeing and hearing things since a young age. Tried a lot of things to stop it but none worked. So I just live with it because it doesn’t seem to have any detrimental effect on me.
This is my sister’s story and idk if it is paranormal or not, but she thought it was a lil spooky. She lived in a tiny lil studio apartment one summer and came home to quickly get a bite to eat, wash up and go back out with friends. She puts some bread in the toaster and goes into bathroom to wash face/do makeup etc. She hears the toaster ‘pop’ and comes out to get it, but the toast is nowhere to be found. She checked the floors, counters everywhere and it was just gone. Toaster was still hot. Really weirded her out.
This is pretty mild, but I took my dog for a walk, got home, went to the corner store 5 minutes away. When I came back opened the door and my whole house smelled like perfume. Locked gate, locked house, security cameras and a dog that barks at everything. I live alone, nobody stopped by and my house smelled like someone ran around spraying Chanel number 5. It doesn’t sound believable, I’ll never be able to explain it, but it happened.
This happened to me when I was 6. I was in my bed sound asleep when I felt the mattress beside me slowly shift as if someone was laying beside me. I opened my eyes and there was a full grown adult woman beside me. She wasn’t particularly scary, just normal looking but she was a strange person in my bed. Of course I opened my mouth to scream but before I did she put her finger to her lips as if to tell me to be quiet. Her eyes looked very frightened and she seemed to be silently pleading for me to keep quiet. Of course I screamed my guts out and I heard my parents getting up out of their bed. The strange woman just looked very sad, her eyes were full of tears. Dad turned my bedroom light on and as soon as he did she just wasn’t there anymore. No sign of her at all. I slept in my parents room that night. I was very scared but even more so I had a deep feeling of sadness. That was decades ago and I still remember it clearly. I’ve had a few run ins like that, different people though, never that same woman.
I was working at a summer camp in the PNW one year. On the second or third night there, I was jogging alone back from the staff campfire to the cabin, where the campers and my co-counselor slept. I’m walking in this big grassy throughway that has some taller reeds separating it from a shore of the Puget Sound. It’s probably… 2am? Full moon. As I’m jogging I see this… person. In the reeds. It’s wearing a white gown, and it has no face, just hair. I only notice it because, as I approached it, it stood up from a crouched position, backed up joltily a few steps, then crouched down again, but I could still see it crouching there, like it was waiting. Its movements told me that it was not human. My knees gave out, and I felt flooded with fear as I collapsed. I tried to run back to my cabin but my legs would. not. work. I crawled and scrambled there on all fours. I tried to scream but no sound came out. Just gasping. I finally got to my cabin and fumbled with the doorknob for what felt like a minute before I could open it. I closed the door and stood there waiting for a while inside. I didn’t hear anything, but I barely slept. At some point later that night I remember laughing, thinking “Oh, it was just one of the campers peeing!” I was hysterically laughing at myself for like twenty minutes, then fell asleep. Next morning though, I realize that no campers returned to the cabin that could have potentially been out there peeing that night. I asked all of them, and all of them said they hadn’t gone out to pee the previous night. I’ll add that this was a camp that was *overtly* for nonreligious, skeptically minded staff and campers, of which I was and still largely am, but I have no explanation for what I saw that night. Still scares the s**t out of me just typing this.
As an officer on a reservation, we kept getting reports of a “tall man” at different places in a town on our reservation. One night we was able to catch him on a thermal camera. There was about 8-10 officers there. It was on a hill overlooking the town that was right below. Tall, about 8-9 feet tall. Long dark hair. Human face. Really fast and quick We sent officers that was in the town over to where it was walking towards a housing and we could see the officer get out and cross a fence and look with his flashlight but it looked like the figure was in a slight ravine to his side and couldn’t see it. We was giving directions on radio but our portable radios sucked and unless you was right next to your unit, they wouldn’t work. We watched as the tall figure walked right down the middle of the street and we could hear all the dogs in the housing start freaking out. It then walked out of sight.
My best friend and I found a store that didn’t exist. It was full of pagan items and things like it, such as zodiac sign necklaces, candles, and books. It was downtown in our small city, and we were both familiar with the area and had never seen this store before. We ended up not buying anything because we were a couple of broke teenagers, but we did agree that we were going to return when we had more money. Except that when we did have more money, maybe two weeks later, that store was gone. It wasn’t that the owner had closed up and left an empty space behind. The doorway no longer existed. It hadn’t been freshly bricked over or anything, it just wasn’t there.
Ever since I was 10, I’ve always encountered a sleep paralysis episode once a month. This experience I will never forget. I went to sleep really early then I usually do. Probably around 7 or so. I woke up at 2 in the morning and found out I couldn’t move. I tried calling my mom and dad but nothing. Living in a big room was always unsettling for me since there were lots of shadowy corners. I’m saying this because in one corner there was a long dark black figure. It had no facial features from what I remember. But the legs and that huge long body is what terrified me the most. It crept closer and closer. Every movement felt like hours. Then it got to the side of my bed and their long finger was pointed at me. I closed my eyes and I think that’s when I passed out. I woke up a few hours later at 4 and it was still dark. The figure was gone though. I didn’t get out of my bed or anything. I just cried and cried and cried. I stayed up the rest of the night looking at the corners every second. The trauma from that was so bad that I had to go see a therapist and my mom pulled me out of school for a few days so I could relax and be to myself. Every now and then I think about that day. And it makes me cry. The thought of me thinking I would die or being taken still scares me.
Never believed in ghosts, openly mocked people that did. Went camping and my wife and I were going to sleep in the pole barn. Brought the dog into the barn and immediately she was freaking out. Very uncommon for such a relaxed and tired dog. Walking around the air mattress and whining. After about 5 minutes of me telling her to calm down, a light shines through the aluminum siding. Imagine holding a flashlight on the other side of a curtain doing a figure 8. It seemed like there was some sort of flashlight shining through the aluminum door. I don’t mention anything for a few minutes as I’m questioning everything I’ve ever known to be true. My wife asks “Do you see that?”. I say “Oh [darn], you see it too?”. At that exact moment I realized we both saw it, it turned into the brightest orb I’ve ever seen. Lit up the whole barn as if it was daytime. Then it started floating towards us. I yelled at my wife to run and the dog was already at the door. We ran as fast as we could and didn’t dare go back to get the air mattress. Our dog never would walk in that pole barn again.
So mine is dumb, but it’s the closest I’ve got. Summer of 2020 I had just finished up working on an outdoor drive-in concert, and was standing around chatting with the rest of the crew as the audience cleared out. Mid conversation, I saw a woman walk behind the group wheeling a bicycle (I was the only one facing her). I don’t know what came over me, but as soon as I saw her I said out loud “that’s a f*****g ghost”, when I looked again she was gone. What makes bizarre to me is that it was perfectly reasonable for there to be a woman wheeling a bicycle through the parking lot, a big concert had just ended so its not surprising. What was weird was that when I saw this totally normal thing my brain immediately and unequivocally recognized her as a ghost.
Back in June of 2020 my friend, his wife, my dad and some of my friend’s friends all went on a ghost investigation at Benson Grist Mill. It’s a 100+ year old mill that was made by one of the leaders of the mormon church at the time. Once I got onto the property I instantly felt like I had an apple lodged in my throat. I thought it was anxiety and I just brushed it off. We entered into a house that was on the property and tried to get an evp recording. I felt like something was trying to shove me to the ground. I then met up with my friend in the basement of the mill and I began to cry for no reason. His wife helped me get out of the mill and calm down. After about 30 minutes I felt the presence of a child telling me to go to the school house. It’s as if the child was trying to comfort me. I found out later there was a little girl who passed away near the mill. I woke up the next morning with bruises on my neck. I went back again and something else happened. I can make another post about it if anyone is interested haha. EDIT: part two to my story is in the comments. Thanks for all the likes!
My dad had s**t going on in his house, so much s**t that almost every kid who would come in, myself, my sisters, my brother and my dad have all had multiple experiences in there. I remember one time, I was going upstairs to have a shower. The bathroom was the end of the hallway and on the way to it, I had to pass by the room I shared with my sisters when I was over for the weekends. As I passed by, I seen something sit up on the bottom bunk (we had bunk beds in there) out of the corner of my eye. This thing looked like a little girl. She had pale skin, short black hair that was cut in a bob style with straight bangs covering her forehead, and her eyes were these massive circles with large black dots in the center for pupils. She was facing sideways so her right shoulder was facing me when she turned her head, the other half of her body looked like it was under the blankets. I remember getting such an intense feeling of fear that I went back downstairs and refused to go upstairs at all or even sleep in the house. My dad had to set up the camping tent in the backyard for the rest of the weekend If this occurrence had been nothing/me just seeing things that weren’t there, I feel like I shouldn’t still remember it in perfect detail at the age I am now (seen it when I was maybe 6 or so. I’m 23 now)
When I was about 14 my family had just moved to a house in the suburbs where there was a lot of open space and the house had a huge backyard. One night about 22:00 I opened our sliding door to take out the trash and I saw 2 figures walking towards the house. The best way I could describe them is they were all black, slim almost looked and moved like kangaroos, but I was living in New Jersey and they don’t exist in that area. Also they were walking 4 footed, but when I opened the door and turned on the light they stood up on 2 feet and began to run. Now I turned and shut the door before I completely saw them run but I got a good enough glance to know this wasn’t any regular animal like a deer. And besides there was never any deer in that neighborhood so this was definitely something different. Still creeps me out over 15 years ago
I saw a UFO when I was 11 years old. I will swear on this until the day I die. It was around 9:00-9:30 at night, and it was the spring time. I was wide awake, completely sober, not on any meds. I looked out the window, and in between my house and my neighbors house were a bunch of trees. It was a wooded area. Well, on the ground in this wooded area was a UFO. Except, the physical surroundings were unaffected. None of the trees were crushed. This UFO sat there for about 5-10 minutes, then slowly took off in the air. In just went around in circles as it got higher, and as it got higher, the circles got wider. This lasted another 5 minutes or so until it vanished
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