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Dorkandproudofit

10-13-2008, 03:54 PM

Halloween is coming up, and with it I'm sure we'll be inundated with people running around as ghosts and goblins.

Before we stuff ourselves with candy (and presumably make ourselves so sick we will swear off candy forever), why don't we share TRUE stories of the unexplained variety? The only rule--they MUST have happened to you or someone you directly know, and know well.

I went to Mammoth Cave once, and we were in this GIGANTIC (and that, my friends, is the epitome of an understatement) domed room in the cave. There were many people there, including my dad, who went on the tour with me. As I was listening to a fascinating story about the history of this room in the cave (such as how it used to be a gunpowder store/salt mine--I'm a total history geek), I distinctly felt a hand on my shoulder. It was a very light touch, like someone would do if they wanted your attention. I immediately thought, that's my dad. Always trying to annoy or scare me. I turned around to tell him to fuck off, but, to my surprise, I WAS A THE BACK OF THE GROUP. THERE WAS NO ONE BEHIND ME, AND MY FATHER WAS SIX OR SEVEN FEET IN FRONT OF ME.

I have tried to think of a logical explanation for this until my head hurt. It can't have been water dripping, as that was my first guess right after it happened, and I was not wet at all. And no one could have snuck up and done it without making a gigantic echoey (is that even a word?) racket. It could not have been a subconscious thing, because I have never really believed in ghosts (at least not since I was very little), and I was not thinking of it in the slightest. It could have been a hallucination, but I can't imagine what could have brought it on. It still stumps me to this day.

Anyone else got something interesting to share?

Bad Buddha

10-13-2008, 04:14 PM

My brother and I went to London in 1974 and bought BMW motorcycles there. We spent the next month riding around England and Scotland.

We on the Isle of Skye near our ancestoral homeland when the spring on my centerstand broke. The thing started bouncing off the ground at speed making a horrendous racket. I pulled off to the side of the road and my brother came back to help. A near by barbed wire fence had some twisted ends hanging loose so I snipped off a piece to wire the stand back up to the frame.

As I was working on the bike I had this weird feeling that someone was watching me. I stopped and looked around, checked out the nearby woods but didn't see anything. As I continued to work on the bike, the feeling got more pronounced. I looked over at my brother and he was alert and looking around like he was trying to see something. I looked at me and said, "I've got this weird feeling...", I said, "Like someone is watching us?" He replied, "Yeah! If you're done, let's get the hell out of here!"

Don't know if it was ghosts or if some of the local boys were watching us from the weeds, but it freaked the hell out of us!

Dorkandproudofit

10-13-2008, 05:05 PM

TheEpicOfTyler

10-13-2008, 05:10 PM

After listening to many hours of the Skeptics Guide To The Universe I have a firm believe that everything 'paranormal' is not so.

pomeroy

10-13-2008, 05:12 PM

Buddha, Dork...I have to make an apology.

Both times: totally me. Sorry.

I thought it was funny.

biosc1

10-13-2008, 05:20 PM

After listening to many hours of the Skeptics Guide To The Universe I have a firm believe that everything 'paranormal' is not so.

I loved the story on Skeptics recently with the re-visiting of the Amityville house and this psychic warned everyone that she wasn't sure what would happen when she stepped on the property, but it could get crazy. She steps out of the truck, hits the property line of the house, then falls down and starts speaking in tongues and twitching...then a cop comes along and asks what they are doing, they explain themselves and the cop goes "Oh, the Amityville house, that's two blocks down."

Yes, I'm a skeptic...but I'm not completely closed minded, I just err on the side of skepticism.

Dorkandproudofit

10-13-2008, 05:22 PM

I loved the story on Skeptics recently with the re-visiting of the Amityville house and this psychic warned everyone that she wasn't sure what would happen when she stepped on the property, but it could get crazy. She steps out of the truck, hits the property line of the house, then falls down and starts speaking in tongues and twitching...then a cop comes along and asks what they are doing, they explain themselves and the cop goes "Oh, the Amityville house, that's two blocks down."

Yes, I'm a skeptic...but I'm not completely closed minded, I just err on the side of skepticism.

I happen to be a skeptic too. I'm open-minded, though--I've read many good books on Cryptozoology by some very knowledgeable people (Paging Doctor Mackal), but I just can't STAND people who claim to be psychics/mediums/any other bullshit of that type.

biosc1

10-13-2008, 05:32 PM

I happen to be a skeptic too. I'm open-minded, though--I've read many good books on Cryptozoology by some very knowledgeable people (Paging Doctor Mackal), but I just can't STAND people who claim to be psychics/mediums/any other bullshit of that type.

Of course...I have to say that I'm skeptical because I'm currently working as the only person in an old heritage building that's been converted into an office building...lots of creaky noises...lot of rain hitting the roof...

Thankfully, I have my Ghostbusters shirt on ;)

NoName

10-13-2008, 05:33 PM

I happen to be a skeptic too. I'm open-minded, though--I've read many good books on Cryptozoology by some very knowledgeable people (Paging Doctor Mackal), but I just can't STAND people who claim to be psychics/mediums/any other bullshit of that type.

On that note, my story. Well, my dad's actually.

A long time ago (when I was a young kid), my dad's company was being bought out, and with job security uncertain he was looking at new opportunities. He had found one in NC (where I live today) and was in the process of accepting the job but he hadn't mentioned it to anyone at his current job yet.

Well, his company had a team building fair thing. One of the attractions was a fortune teller. He was like yea, what ever, and went to have his fortune told. A short bit into it (and completely out of the blue) she looked at him with a curious look and asked if he was moving out of state soon. (I believe she also mentioned a new job but my memory on that fact is hazy so I'll leave it with a grain of salt)

Considering my dad hadn't told anyone about this at work yet, and this was a work event, he was like oh shoot. Um... no? :)

Khrymsyn

10-13-2008, 06:04 PM

Here's one from when I was a kid... and to be honest, i really don't know what to think of it, other than the fact that I was a kid. I was younger than 4 years old and still remember this (although, admittedly some details have gotten fuzzier), even though I don't remember some of the other stories my mother told me about how freaky our first house (a trailer) was.

I was over a neighbor's house with my mom. The neighbor was a friendly older lady whom was close-ish with our family at the time. We're sitting on the couch talking, and her little white dog walks over to the staircase, and then sits down stairing up it. Mom and Dottie are talking, and i all notice is this dog stairing up the steps, and then she starts growling. So mom and Dottie stop, to look at the dog, and the dog again freezes. I decide to check out the staircase, and i remember looking upstairs and seeing some sort of... I dunno... shadow? Basically looked like a tattered cloak with very noticable eyes and a hat of some sort, and I froze. I felt like i couldn't move, and don't remember anything until I was sitting on couch again. Mom and Dottie went upstairs to look around but couldn't find anything.

*shrug*

KingGorilla

10-13-2008, 06:15 PM

Thankfully, I have my Ghostbusters shirt on ;)

http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa237/dbrent19/asian_ghostbuster.jpg

IIntrude

10-13-2008, 06:25 PM

Shortly after my Grandfather died many years ago, my mother said she had a dream. In the dream my grandfather came to her as an eagle. She said that in the dream he had told her not to worry that he was still around and that he would keep an eye on her.

A few days later they were out at the lake and an eagle came down and landed on a nearby stump, it just sat there and stared at mom, she burst into tears and the eagle stayed around for quite a while she said. After a while and after she calmed down, the eagle let out a call and took off.

Weird thing is this hadn't happened prior to my Grandpa's death and since then she sees more and more eagles when they are out. Weird coincidence or something more?

Also my mother has a good deal of Native American in her from my Grandfather's side.

rinichanraar

10-13-2008, 10:48 PM

Dorkandproudofit

10-13-2008, 11:10 PM

Ugh, there was a thread like this on Evil Avatar that I remember reading and getting all freaked out about. Thankfully, I can't remember any of the stuff I read there. I started reading this thread, and I think I'm going to stop because I'm terrified of this kind of thing. It's all really interesting though (which is why I find it difficult to stop reading)!

I heard a creepy story from my former boss' business partner that I believe to be true, but, luckily, I've pretty much forgotten it. I just remember the basics of what it has to do with, but I don't want to type it, or I'll get scared again. :(

Not to worry. If--and I repeat, IF--ghosts and other such phenomena are real (and that's a very big if), most SERIOUS researchers agree that there is no sentience or consciousness involved; Think of it as a tape recorder playing over and over again. It'll happen whether you're there or not, and it absolutely cannot hurt you, much less interact with you.

So you can sleep easy... probably. :eek:

Karak

10-13-2008, 11:10 PM

I saw Bigfoot.
Yes I know...its not supposed to exist. However, I with 3 friends saw it clearly and closely. Maybe 20-30 feet away in a clearing while camping on the Pacific Northwest near Toledo Oregon. I have hunted both bow and rifle since I was 12. I know what a bear looks like and I have hunted everything from boars to Elk to fucking turkeys. I have slept in the woods alone and traveled for miles by myself and seen all kinds of creatures.
I never hunt anymore...or go alone into the woods anymore since that day.
Laugh if you want but it was the single fucking scariest thing that ever happened to me. It literally changed the way I see EVERYTHING in life.
I got tired of being laughed at, even by students. But I stand by what I saw, and what the others saw. Every couple years we get together and talk about it but...well its emberessing when no one believes you.
I will literally never go into that area again.

Dorkandproudofit

10-13-2008, 11:11 PM

I saw Bigfoot. Yes I know...its not supposed to exist. However, I with 3 friends saw it clearly and closely. Maybe 20-30 feet away in a clearing while camping on the Pacific Northwest. I hunted both bow and rifle since I was 12. I know what a bear looks like and I have hunter boar. I have slept in the woods alone and traveled for miles by myself and seen all kinds of creatures.
I never hunt anymore...or go alone into the woods anymore since that day.
Laugh if you want but it was the single fucking scariest thing that ever happened to me. It literally changed the way I see EVERYTHING in life.
I got tired of being laughed at, even by students. But I stand by what I saw, and what the others saw. Every couple years we get together and talk about it but...well its emberessing when no one believes you.
I will literally never go into that area again.

Well, cryptozoology IS the only "pseudoscience" that has any real credibility to it (as well as a pretty damn good track record). So I'm more inclined to believe you there.

Karak

10-13-2008, 11:17 PM

Well, cryptozoology IS the only "pseudoscience" that has any real credibility to it (as well as a pretty damn good track record). So I'm more inclined to believe you there.

Thanks. It's nice to actually have someone at least believe. I will say this.
I have been shot at
I have been stabbed
I have been bitten by 3 dogs and 1 human
I have been in a fatal car wrecks
NOTHING...NOTHING has fucking scared me like that. In fact I think I push the limits sometimes because nothing scares me anymore.
I am not even sure why it terrified me so much but all three of us feel that whatever it was...was not to be messed with.
Gawd I always swear to myself I won't get fucking scared when I think about it.
It's fucking embarassing. :(

rinichanraar

10-13-2008, 11:19 PM

Not to worry. If--and I repeat, IF--ghosts and other such phenomena are real (and that's a very big if), most SERIOUS researchers agree that there is no sentience or consciousness involved; Think of it as a tape recorder playing over and over again. It'll happen whether you're there or not, and it absolutely cannot hurt you, much less interact with you.

So you can sleep easy... probably. :eek:

Thanks for the information! That does make me feel slightly better, but I'm always going to be a big scaredy-cat about it all. Even if it wouldn't hurt me, just the idea of it being there scares me a lot. And the idea of feeling a presence like that creeps me out. And in your story, you even physically felt it. That's so crazy. :eek:

I saw Bigfoot.
Yes I know...its not supposed to exist. However, I with 3 friends saw it clearly and closely. Maybe 20-30 feet away in a clearing while camping on the Pacific Northwest near Toledo Oregon. I have hunted both bow and rifle since I was 12. I know what a bear looks like and I have hunted everything from boars to Elk to fucking turkeys. I have slept in the woods alone and traveled for miles by myself and seen all kinds of creatures.
I never hunt anymore...or go alone into the woods anymore since that day.
Laugh if you want but it was the single fucking scariest thing that ever happened to me. It literally changed the way I see EVERYTHING in life.
I got tired of being laughed at, even by students. But I stand by what I saw, and what the others saw. Every couple years we get together and talk about it but...well its emberessing when no one believes you.
I will literally never go into that area again.

I totally believe you. I've never really believed in Bigfoot, but I think you're telling the truth. :)

Dorkandproudofit

10-13-2008, 11:22 PM

Thanks for the information! That does make me feel slightly better, but I'm always going to be a big scaredy-cat about it all. Even if it wouldn't hurt me, just the idea of it being there scares me a lot. And the idea of feeling a presence like that creeps me out. And in your story, you even physically felt it. That's so crazy. :eek:

Well, I can't really say what "it" was, and it's still entirely possible that I imagined it. Even so, it pays to be open-minded about everything. Even in accepted science, there is such a thing as "anomaly"...

Wasson_

10-14-2008, 12:05 AM

Dorkandproudofit

10-14-2008, 05:45 AM

I hope your not just making shit up...because it's a pretty awesome story. I'd like to hear exactly what happened.

Same here. Story time, everyone! Gather around, children! :D

Dorkandproudofit

10-14-2008, 03:49 PM

This thread can't die yet! I wanna hear about Bigfoot! :(

AboveAvgCharles

10-14-2008, 04:09 PM

Think of it as a tape recorder playing over and over again. It'll happen whether you're there or not, and it absolutely cannot hurt you, much less interact with you.
So, basically what you're saying... is that they're just like pictures in a book, Danny?

SHIT, not helping!

Dorkandproudofit

10-14-2008, 04:10 PM

So, basically what you're saying... is that they're just like pictures in a book, Danny?

SHIT, not helping!

All work and no play makes jack a dull boy.... :eek:

Karak

10-14-2008, 04:18 PM

This thread can't die yet! I wanna hear about Bigfoot! :(
Long story short.
And fuck anyone if they think I am making this up...Tha't first.

Basically-
Right Creek Resovoir is a small place outside of Toledo Oregon. Its usually just logging roads and such. We used to go camping and 3wheeling(I am old) there all the time. My senior year '93, we went to spend a friday and a saturday there. We would drive down to a small outcropping park the 3 wheelers and walk a half mile to the lake. We played for about 4 hours.
I had just lost a ton of weight. From 290 to about 205 and was in great shape. I decided to run up the trail leaving the other guys behind by about a 3rd of a mile.
I got to the outcropping and it stank. It smelled like the most horrible fish smell I have ever smelled. My father owned a fishplant at that time on the bayfront in Newport so I knew the smell. I assumed that it was a fisherman who had just left some trout or bass in the grass. Now understand this entire outcropping is a small car turnaround in the old grass and gravel, maybe 40 feet wide. So I started searching.
Randy, my best friend at the time was very heavy and still making his way up the trail with another friend when I heard him scream my name. I thought he wanted me to to come down. I screamed back and all he said was "DID you see that?" At the top of his lungs.
I thought he meant a bear. So I walked to the top of the trail...nothing.
I turned back around...jezuz man this is giving me the shivers...I turned back around and less than 20 feet from me in the woods is...something about 8 feet tall. I KNOW that because I had always trained to look for deer and elk marks on trees when they would rub during rutting season. I know what a fucking bear looks like, what an elk looks like.

Guys...I know Bigfoot exists. You can tease me all you want. But this thing walked out of the woods and to the edge of the gravel and sniffed the air and made some fucking huffing sound.
And it looked and me. And it was huge. Shaggy and smelled so bad you would not believe it.
It stared and me and I kept feeling like it wanted to fucking kill me. It was so fucking big. I mean it looked like a damn well it looked bigger than any Bigfoot in the movies or Werewolf in the movies or anything else. Just Fing huge.
And I have faced bear, people with knives and people with guns...this scared the shit out of me. Scared the shit out of me.

Then it just...turned and walked...with like 4 steps in front of me and back into the forest. I screamed for Randy, and when I turned back to the trail my other friend was there. He was fucking white.
All he said was "That was fucking real."
And we ran...we left my friend.
Yes that is right. I left him. I jumped on my 3 wheeler as did Kevin and we got about 100 yards up the road before we started worring about Randy. Finally we stopped and about 4 minutes later Randy came up on his motorbike. He was freaked. Now both of these guys have had hard lives since and before that.
I am telling you. It was Bigfoot.
We DID NOT camp that fucking night. I basically went home and had nightmares for 2 weeks.
We met up and talked and we sort of kept it secret but it got out at school. I was known as the most beligerant fuck ever at my school and yet it still fucking sucked no one believed me.
I basically stopped telling the story after a time. No one believed me. My uncle had said he saw one and I never believed him but...
I will say something else. I did not know what shock was, but as I had nightmares for maybe 3-4 nights right after that I kept telling myself oh it was a guy or something in a hunting suit...it wasn't. A week later we went back and found 2 footprints and these horrible long scratches in the tops of two trees about maybe 9 feet up.
By then I just wanted out of there. We had spent 19 weekends there up until that point.
We never went back. Ever.
I have only camped 1-2 times since but I am telling you it was the scariest thing I ever saw.
Just horrible.
I would die, lose my parents, lose my friends and my girlfriend before taking that story back.
Oh and before ANYONE thinks a friend scared us or some such. This road we took was blocked off and to get to it you had to take a trail WE had only made a couple weeks before that had more twists and turns than anyone could understand. I know KNOW this was something far beyond any normal thing. It has, beyond watching friends die, relatives die, or losing everything in my life, changed my life.

AboveAvgCharles

10-14-2008, 04:19 PM

My mom told me a story once about when she was in her 20's living in this house in Milwaukee. She was going up the stairs to the attic one day, and right as her line of sight crested the top stair and became level with the attic floor, she saw red liquid dripping from somewhere above and creating a large pool on the floor. She froze and refused to look up, sure that she'd see a body hanging from the rafters dripping blood, and immediately retreated back downstairs.

Six hours later when her brother got home, whom she was sharing the house with, she immediately made him go upstairs and check it out. Turns out it was just sap dripping from the wood in the summer heat, but it was pretty fucking scary. Not strictly paranormal, but a good story.

More on topic, she remembers as a child staying at her great-aunt's house and waking up in the middle of the night needing to use the bathroom, which was down the hall. She exited her room and saw a kindly-looking old man sitting in a chair in the hallway, who turned and looked directly at her. Her great-aunt lived alone, and there was no chair there. She immediately turned right back around and stayed awake in bed the rest of the night.

Personally, I've never had any unexplainable experiences, so second-hand stories are the best I can do.

LongStepMantis

10-14-2008, 04:22 PM

On that note, my story. Well, my dad's actually.

A long time ago (when I was a young kid), my dad's company was being bought out, and with job security uncertain he was looking at new opportunities. He had found one in NC (where I live today) and was in the process of accepting the job but he hadn't mentioned it to anyone at his current job yet.

Well, his company had a team building fair thing. One of the attractions was a fortune teller. He was like yea, what ever, and went to have his fortune told. A short bit into it (and completely out of the blue) she looked at him with a curious look and asked if he was moving out of state soon. (I believe she also mentioned a new job but my memory on that fact is hazy so I'll leave it with a grain of salt)

Considering my dad hadn't told anyone about this at work yet, and this was a work event, he was like oh shoot. Um... no? :)

I don't particularly buy into most paranormal things, especially psychics. But my Mom has always told us about a time when she and my aunt went to a fortune teller. This was way back before I was even born, probably sometime in the mid to late 60's.

My aunt goes in, alone, and sees the medium. She comes out 10 minutes later, deathly pale as if she'd seen her own death. My mother continually asks her what the fortune teller said. She tells my mom "I'm never going to tell anyone what she told me, not now, not ever."

To this day, she has never revealed what she was told, but it still scares the shit out of her if someone mentions it. She's not even a spiritual/superstitious person at all, so it's very odd that this would shake her up so much. But here it is, 40+ years later and she still refuses to talk about it.

Dorkandproudofit

10-14-2008, 04:24 PM

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Well, since horrible smells are almost always experienced as part of a bigfoot sighting, and that is the general area in which nearly all West Coast sightings occur, I'm inclined to believe you.

LongStepMantis

10-14-2008, 04:36 PM

I actually have one of my own as well, but didn't want to make one extremely huge mega post.

This didn't happen directly to me, but in my presence to someone I know very well. There was this rundown abandoned house wayyy the hell out in the boonies near where I grew up. Local lore stated that a couple with a young son and were musicians had lived there in the 20's or 30's. Someone had broken in one night and murdered all of them, chopping the parents' heads off. So naturally we got about 7 or 8 of us together, drank some beer, and decided to investigate the "haunted forest murder manor". It wasn't easy to find, and even the forest around it seemed...dead, and creepy.

Inside the nearly collapsing house, was a piano with a tuxedo jacket that was in surprisingly good condition on the top of it. My buddy decides to steal the coat and wear it to prom...you know...to prove how badass he was. :p

While we were there, we heard what sounded like small footsteps running upstairs. We were all accounted for downstairs. Then, I swear to all that's holy, we all heard a child giggle. In about 4 seconds, we were all booking for our cars like someone set up us the bomb. My buddy managed to hold onto the jacket through all this.

The very next day, he rolled his car on a country road, claiming to have seen a pale human figure run in front of the car so he swerved into the ditch. Nothing to be found. Then he remembered the jacket was in his trunk. We went with him to return it (he was way too fucking scared to go by himself...I didn't blame him) and he put it back exactly where he found it, and bolted.

The craziest part is that evidently some kids did nearly the same thing a couple years later, including that someone stole the jacket. The kid who stole it totaled his car 2 days later, but didn't think it had anything to do with the "superstitious nonsense" people were warning him about. He totaled his rental car the next day, claiming someone dressed in "old-timey clothes" jumped in front of his car at night.

We did a lot of that kind of shit, but that time was the only time we started to honestly believe in any of it.

AboveAvgCharles

10-14-2008, 04:41 PM

Inside the nearly collapsing house, was a piano with a tuxedo jacket that was in surprisingly good condition on the top of it. My buddy decides to steal the coat...
This. Never do this.

Karak

10-14-2008, 04:42 PM

Well, since horrible smells are almost always experienced as part of a bigfoot sighting, and that is the general area in which nearly all West Coast sightings occur, I'm inclined to believe you.

Thanks.
It just sucks to have a fucking experience like that and have no one believe you even with 2 other witnesses.
Basically that more than anything changed my life...or at least how I lived it and what I believed in.

Dorkandproudofit

10-14-2008, 04:49 PM

Thanks.
It just sucks to have a fucking experience like that and have no one believe you even with 2 other witnesses.
Basically that more than anything changed my life...or at least how I lived it and what I believed in.

Yeah, well, next time someone ridicules you for seeing BF, remind them that accepted science has a shitty track record on what animals DON'T exist. Mountain Gorilla, Megamouth Shark, Octopus, Giant Squid, Rhinoceros, Okapi, Condor, Hippopotamus, Saltwater Alligator... I could go on forever. :)

Karak

10-14-2008, 04:49 PM

I hope your not just making shit up...because it's a pretty awesome story. I'd like to hear exactly what happened.

I feel that many things in life, people who lie and make shit up ruin the truth that is out there.
I told the story above a bit. I am not making it up.
I know from the outside it sounds awesome. But to be honest it sort of sucked. Actually it really sucked.

Wasson_

10-14-2008, 07:44 PM

I feel that many things in life, people who lie and make shit up ruin the truth that is out there.
I told the story above a bit. I am not making it up.
I know from the outside it sounds awesome. But to be honest it sort of sucked. Actually it really sucked.

Wow, I'm sorry dude. It's still a remarkably story. Thanks for sharing it, I gotta say I'd be inclined to believe you too.

It might sound strange, but I envy you somewhat. You know that what you saw was real, leaving your mind open probably on a different level than mine that still has a seed of doubt sown in it. It's like a threshold that a person cannot cross until they are faced with something truly amazing / hard to believe "fully". Because I believe that there could be Sasquatch, I believe in spirits and believe in lots of shit, but...I've never actually seen any of it.

Wasson_

10-14-2008, 07:48 PM

awesome story.

that's pretty sweet Dan! Thanks for sharing.

Karak

10-14-2008, 07:50 PM

what you saw was real, leaving your mind open probably on a different level than mine that still has a seed of doubt sown in it. It's like a threshold that a person cannot cross until they are faced with something truly amazing / hard to believe "fully".

I was sort of the opposite. A dad who owned a fish plant, mom worked in education. Pretty red neck rough and tumble life. And to have something like that happen. When you are surrounded by people who live with their hands, who do everything physically and have NO time for that kind of thing.
Well it sucks.
But thank you for believing it. I now feel sorry for my uncle who I laughed at when I was like 8 when he told me.
I thought he was messing with me.
One thing that sticks with me that I don't like.
A fighter once said standing across from Mike Tyson was like standing across from beast that wanted to kill you. Not might kill you, or would kill you if you pissed it off...but wanted to kill you.

I swear that was the vibe I got from that thing. And that is why I can't go camping anymore. Or if I do it's at those yuppy parks.

One thing I left out. When my friend Randy was calling me from the trail. He said that it was because he saw the thing belting straight for me like it was chasing me and that it moved through the trees like it was running downhill but man I tell you that hill was steep and uphill the ENTIRE way. And he said he has never been more afraid in his entire life for a friend and that it was the most supernatural thing he had ever seen.

Wasson_

10-14-2008, 08:04 PM

Rest assured, I believe you. To actually have such a vivid encounter with such a powerful and unusual thing as to pick up on it's intentions. I like that, it's as if you faced a terrifying, living god-beast and lived to tell about it.

Vulture

10-14-2008, 09:33 PM

not entirely on the subject of ghost stories but:

from time to time in my life i have had strange dreams that stick out in my memory more than the "normal" dream. i usually wake up in sweats and can't get back to sleep after, and the images of the dream are etched into my mind. oftentimes these images and themes will stick with me for weeks, and sometimes it gets very creepy how things turn out after the dream. i rarely get them, probably only once every other year.

the story below is pretty sad, and a bit.... graphic and i feel a bit guilty sharing it as its a bit personal. don't read if you offend easily.

anyways, the most remarkable dream i've had happened to me when i was in my sophomore year of highschool, i was casually dating a girl, i'll call her "Cindy" for the story. its a sad story, and i don't feel comfortable using her real name. anyways, we were not really serious but hanging out at mutual frind's houses at the time and seeing movies. both of our moms were good friends and planned Junior Womens' Club events together. one night i had one of these dreams and it was about her.

the dream goes: she was on a college soccer field wearing a scrimmage jersey, practicing soccer with teammates. her male coach called her over. she came over, and he hugged her from behind, grinning, and she looked off to the side, then into my eyes as if to say "help, i don't belong here". in my dream she was still a kid, but in an inappropriately "grown up" college scenario. the coach who's face i remember vividly had light facial hair and very thin glasses and looked in his 60's. he was overweight and had dirty hands, and a few "college rings".

it was a very strong image and woke wanting to cry, not knowing why. it fucked whit my head for weeks. i could not understand why the dream was so vivid and why it scared the shit out of me, and why it made me feel deeply sorry for "Cindy." all i knew at the time was i hated the dream i had, and hated the feelings it brought up. we eventually broke up from unrelated event and lost touch with each other, and i all but forgot about the dream.

this is the sad part: 5-7 years later, my mom's tells me that "cindy's" mom told her something terrible about "Cindy." it turns out she was repeatedly raped by a guy she babysat for. it turns out this happened about the same time we were dating, and that she was now "ready" to press charges. i guess it all came out during some counseling, and her adviser pushed her to press charges on the guy to bring some closure in her mind. it also turns out this guy repeatedly molested and raped other kids and others were now pressing charges. the guy was not a soccer coach or anything like that but was involved heavily in our school and church events as a youth adviser. the local paper reported the story, and i saw his face, it was the face from the dream.

as i re-read my post i admit it it sounds like a weak link to make. all i can say to my defense is that the feeling that was conveyed to me in the dream, which i could not recognize at the time, was the same exact feeling i got when i heard the news from my mother....

i rationalize it to myself that i was subconsciously picking up on the cues for trauma when i was with "Cindy," and my mind made up a story in the form of a dream to rationalize what i was missing consciously.

i'm no psychic, or clairvoyant, i just think i pick up on things in a subtle way, and my brain makes stories out of it sometimes when i sleep. the dream had no use at the time, and to me only feels like an observation. just an interesting story on how much we can miss when you are with people you care about and how much the brain can pick up on when we aren't "noticing."

edit: added detail

LongStepMantis

10-14-2008, 09:48 PM

that's pretty sweet Dan! Thanks for sharing.

Thanks! It's one of the few abnormal stories I can attest to being true from my own experience.
Needless to say, we never set foot within 20 miles of that place again after our very brief return trip. I don't think any of us would have had the courage to go back ourselves (3 of us went) and you bet your ass it was during the middle of the day.

I'm pretty skeptical, so I'm not sure what really happened...but those things are just better left alone, believer or not.

More stories of dread please!

Vulture: I'd say there's nothing off about your story at all. Our subconscious minds can perceive things our conscious mind misses. It's related to dreams very closely in that sense because your subconscious is the one at the wheel during that time. Thanks for sharing, and sorry for the terrible outcome. At least the victims will get their closure, which is probably a big help.

Karak

10-14-2008, 09:54 PM

I was 14 when my grandfather passed away from cancer while I was at home with my brother. I got the call from my mom and waited for them to come home.
The phone rang and a woman who said her name was Evlin said she was my grandma's sister. She said"Don't worry your grandma will be fine" And then said goodby.
No big deal.
My grandma and mom come home and I said. Evlin called and said "Grandma will be fine." My mom slapped me and my grandma ran out of the room.
Evlin had been dead for 3 years. HOWEVER, her sister Evie was alive. So of course we thought she had called and in the high stress moment I had made a mistake.
A couple of weeks later she came into town and REFUSED to admit she called.
I don't know what happened but I just kept my mouth shut. Evie was not prone to any dementia and probably didn't know my mom's home number but...anything else just sounded too weird.

Karak

10-14-2008, 09:57 PM

Karak

10-14-2008, 10:02 PM

Got another NON ghost one.
My old boss was a navy diver. He got a call from the captain in WW2. Their main propeller was damaged and 4 divers needed to go down and look at it.
Goerge went down and saw that it had been damaged. An easy repair requiring about 3 hours of dive time.
About 1 and 1 half hours in he said he felt like he was being watched. He turned and he saw a single squid flashing behind him. He turned and went back to work. About 10 minutes later he needed another tool and when he turned to get it from some basket he said their were THOUSANDS of squids flashing and swimming behind him.
As a Navy diver he was not ABOUT to tell anyone he was scared but he told me that was the first time that diving had frightened him.

Karak

10-14-2008, 10:06 PM

As I just posted those three things I guess a large number of wierd shit has happened around me. But I just always assume its strange coincedences.

LongStepMantis

10-14-2008, 10:08 PM

I guess I will post one more.
As my grandfather got older he liked to travel alot. One time when we were staying at a KOA campground(I USED to love these) he started talking. To me, to grandma just sort of talking.
And he started talking about his Military time. I was pretty damn young and was not sure what he talked about but he did mention ships and disapperances and seeing UFO's bursting out of the water while he was amid ships.
My grandfather was a hard man. He built his own forge and made tools. I never knew him to be anything but a very hard working straight man.
As I got older I forgot about alot of the stuff until I saw the Bigfoot thing.

These stories really get me thinking, about the very different experiences we all have.

The weirdest thing that ever happened to me outside of any paranormal/alien creepiness is pretty odd in itself. When I was 10, my best friend and I walked in on a ...cult, devil worshipers, whatever the hell they were...when we were in the woods.

We didn't get close enough for them to see us, but we could make them out fairly well. It was just after dark and they were in a small clearing around a fire. They were all wearing black robes and were chanting or singing in some kind of language I still to this day, can't figure out what it was. They had hoods over their faces as well. We crept away unnoticed. I may have been 10, but you know better than to interrupt shit like that.

I told my mom about it and she simply told me to never go out in the woods after dark anymore because "The devily people run around out there."

Thinking back, they were probably just some punk high schoolers who thought it was cool to be gothy satanists...but what if it wasn't? I looked at the woods differently after that episode. The way she said that always freaked me out as much as anything else. The forest was full of "devily people" at night!? Can we fucking MOVE?

Ok, I don't have any more stories half as interesting as those two, I'm spent. :p

Karak

10-14-2008, 10:12 PM

I told my mom about it and she simply told me to never go out in the woods after dark anymore because "The devily people run around out there."

Thinking back, they were probably just some punk high schoolers who thought it was cool to be gothy satanists...but what if it wasn't? I looked at the woods differently after that episode. The way she said that always freaked me out as much as anything else. The forest was full of "devily people" at night!? Can we fucking MOVE?

Ok, I don't have any more stories half as interesting as those two, I'm spent. :p
In Oregon there is a town called Blodgett. Some mighty wierd fuckers live there. As a small town on the oregon coast it gets nothing but passthrough travelers. I used to go there with girlfriends all the time on late night drives for a little hanky panky. I used to always tease about seeing devil worshippers.
Well on the 13th of October 92 I drove back behind a line of houses that had an excellent secluded spot for speeding and stopping:).
Out of the blue we find about 9 people sitting around a fire BUCK FUCKING Naked.
I ended up just laughing my ass off. I found out later from the people at my Grandpas Elk's lodge that the town's main building had many complaints about that kind of thing. An "Alternate" religion lived there I guess.
I sort of forgot about it. Never really knew what they were doing.
And no BJ that night:(

Vandabo

10-14-2008, 10:14 PM

Karak

10-14-2008, 10:16 PM

Can't really think of anything supernatural that happened to me personally. The only thing I can think of is that the day of the shuttle Challenger disaster, my dad (an engineer) left a note for my mother when he left for work in the morning to not let me (I was two years old at the time) watch the shuttle launch because something was going to go wrong. My mom didn't see the note in time, and we ended up watching it. My dad said that when he heard on the radio that it blew up he wasn't really surprised at all, because he had this premonition about it already.

To me that is REALLY weird.
Did you ever hear about that random computer in California that prints out 1's and 0's just to point out chaos in a computer system and that about 1 hour before 9-11 it printer out about 4000 1's. I could be wrong about the location but it is some kind of science experiment at a university.
Weird.
Link and I was wrong about the location Link (http://www.redorbit.com/news/display/?id=126649)

LongStepMantis

10-14-2008, 10:17 PM

And no BJ that night:(

True tales of Horror! Dun dun DUUUUuuun!
;)

I guess the idea is...weird shit happens. I'm glad my freakies were at least wearing black death robes instead of just blood-smeared dangly parts. That could tear up a 10 year old, and I'm weird enough already. :D

Karak

10-14-2008, 10:20 PM

True tales of Horror! Dun dun DUUUUuuun!
;)

I guess the idea is...weird shit happens. I'm glad my freakies were at least wearing black death robes instead of just blood-smeared dangly parts. That could tear up a 10 year old, and I'm weird enough already. :D

Indeed:)
I agree. Weird shit happens. It's funny aside from the horrible Bigfoot story I don't remember alot of it but when we have scary night at my place...which is often. I start to remember this shit.

diablopath

10-14-2008, 10:26 PM

The only thing I have remotely like this is the following:

My grandma lives in a very, very, very old house.
Many family members have passed away in it, and it has a lot of history.
My grandfather, who is now deceased, would always (very calmly) describe seeing various things in the house, the most obvious being the whatever of my grandmothers father (who's father built the house) sitting in the living room, in a chair,looking outside of the window. To my understanding, that's how he spent a lot of his time. My father told me when he used to mow the lawn, he'd look up and see his grandfather sitting in the window, just enjoying the scenery. My father deeply believed my grandfather, and I notice that whenever we're at the angle from which my grandfather would've been sitting and looking outside at us, he gets pretty tense and will not look at the house.

I've had a few weird experiences in the house, as well.
Whenever we go up there, I usually stay up 'till 2 or 3 a.m. sitting downstairs playing on a laptop. I always set it up at the head of the kitchen table. Directly to my right, about five feet away, is a closet. Last time I was up there, I started hearing what I can only describe as a scratching noise. It really freaked me out, and continued going. It started off slow, but eventually got louder and louder and louder and louder...but this may just be because I was paying closer attention to it.

Eventually, I got freaked out enough, and like nobody should, I went to investigate. Of course, when I opened the closet, there was NOTHING.

I went back to computing, and the scratching immediately started again (as quietly as it started the first time).

I investigated again, nothing.

I went back to computing, and after a while, the scratching came back.
This time I just decided to call it a night.
It didn't really spook me, but I can't fucking even imagine what it was. Mice and rats don't make that much noise, and it wasn't a raccoon or anything. It's just a big mind asplosion for me.

Locally, there are a few 'uberly haunted places'.
There is one in particular, about a mile down a blocked off road, that we investigated. We had to park our cars about a mile from the entrance of the road, hop a few fences, then walk a mile down to the house.

It was a pretty creepy walk. Granted it was 3 a.m. with that weird fucked up moon light, but it was really weird. It's one of those situations where you're walking in a woody area, and then bam, there's the house. Somebody else posted in here a similar story (about the jacket?), I imagine it was one in the same.

This house was decrepit as fuck. Falling apart, huge holes in the side. Just in really shitty shape, and we probably weren't safe just being there, but we went on in anyway.
It was a group of four guys, all calm and collected, and three idiot squeeling girls. If ghosts do exist in this place, they hate annoying bitches as much as me.

Anyway, we walked around the house a little bit, went in the basement and the attic (which is supposed to be the worst), and just tried to see if we could get anything. Only a few things happened, but not enough to make me uncomfortable. We heard what we thought were a few pipes rattling around, but it wasn't anything major or violent, so I didn't put much thought into it.

The girls swear up and down that while the four of us guys were in the attic (they wouldn't go), they saw "people" outside. They got spooked and ran, so we had to leave early to catch them and calm them down.
But one of my friends swears up and down he experienced some awful shit in there, and that's why he hosted the trek up there. He's also the friend in the group that is always full of shit, so I don't believe him for a second.

We're going to go every now and then though, just to see if he is truthful.

Dorkandproudofit

10-14-2008, 11:56 PM

Vandabo

10-15-2008, 12:15 AM

If there IS any truth to precognition, I'd assume it to be a random occurence in which the brain, for some reason, works out mathematical problems at such a rate and level that it predicts the future. I'm pretty sure I've read about computers that can accurately predict future events using math alone, but stories of precognition may simply be the human brain doing the equivalent.

Of course, I know next to nothing about the human brain, so I'm probably dead wrong. But at least it's a guess that at LEAST seems probable.

As far as the premonition my dad supposedly had about the shuttle, I think it is pretty easy to say that it was just a bad feeling he had about the situation, that maybe manifested itself in a dream or something. He is an engineer and had always followed the space program very closely, and that launch had been dogged with problems and it was all over the media. He had probably absorbed all of this, and happened to make an accurate prediction.

Still, it obviously bothered him enough to actually warn us to not watch it, which meant he obviously felt strongly about it. Kind of spooky, but there are a lot of perfectly normal explanations of it too.

Vulture

10-15-2008, 12:31 AM

To me that is REALLY weird.
Did you ever hear about that random computer in California that prints out 1's and 0's just to point out chaos in a computer system and that about 1 hour before 9-11 it printer out about 4000 1's. I could be wrong about the location but it is some kind of science experiment at a university.
Weird.
Link and I was wrong about the location Link (http://www.redorbit.com/news/display/?id=126649)

i heard about that in one of the "what the bleep" movies

from what i gathered, it had to do with a theory that intent affects reality. this affect can be traced to quantum physics. or rather, consciousness is reality and not matter.

i read THIS (http://www.amazon.com/Self-Aware-Universe-Amit-Goswami/dp/0874777984) book not too long ago and it explained most of the theory at the time it was written. cool weird stuff right there. only 10 bucks if you are interested in science, and a possible explanation of the nature of the universe.

Dorkandproudofit

10-15-2008, 12:43 AM

i heard about that in one of the "what the bleep" movies

from what i gathered, it had to do with a theory that intent affects reality. this affect can be traced to quantum physics. or rather, consciousness is reality and not matter.

i read THIS (http://www.amazon.com/Self-Aware-Universe-Amit-Goswami/dp/0874777984) book not too long ago and it explained most of the theory at the time it was written. cool weird stuff right there. only 10 bucks if you are interested in science, and a possible explanation of the nature of the universe.

No thanks. I probably wouldn't understand any of it anyway. :D

darkbase

10-15-2008, 12:43 AM

God damn it all to hell I am going to regret reading this thread so much. I can't quit reading, but I am getting so freaked out. It's 3 am and I'm home alone. Every little noise is getting to me now and I'm turning all the lights on. This is the same reason I forbid myself from playing Silent Hill games! (YET I STILL DO!)

Evewalker

10-15-2008, 01:55 AM

There are some really interesting stories here, and it's cool to hear people sharing this kind of personal stuff.

I have one of my own, and while not really terrifying, it's certainly been memorable for me and two friends of mine, and made quite an impression on me regarding the nature of the supernatural. I know it sounds like a bad Hardy Boys book, but I swear that every bit of it is true.

It was August of 1991, and the place was the Seekonk, Massachusetts/East Providence, Rhode Island border, specifically in the miles of woods around the James V. Turner Reservoir, which is an abandoned water supply for the towns of East Providence, Rehoboth, and Seekonk from earlier in the 20th century. At that point it was still a protected watershed despite being a defunct drinking water source, so while not extremely remote, it was rare that you'd run into somebody else on the paths. On the East Providence side, it abutted the Brigham Farm area, which was a historical but also abandoned site of one of the first large farmsteads in the area.

Being teenagers, every inch of these woods was very familiar to us. I grew up a couple of miles away from the area, and virtually every weekend two of my friends and I would head out to the reservoir to build a little camp fire, cook our own food, and spend the night in the woods, mostly to pretend we were real rugged bad-asses living off the land or something, even though our mothers probably had a much better meal waiting for us at home a half-hour walk away.

So, one lazy Saturday afternoon in August we packed up our stuff and headed out to the woods to hang out, as usual. We get out there, unpack at our usual site, and generally shoot the shit for a while about school drama, gaming stuff, and the other crap kids talk about. As the sun started to dip we decided to start looking for some wood and get the fire going, so all three of us started walking around our familiar clearing, picking up chunks of wood and kindling for the fire.

As twilight started to fall, David calls to me, saying something to the effect of "Hey, Grant. Check this out. It looks like somebody made a new path over here." It's weird to think of now, but I guess we were overly-territorial males or something, since this new "path" was taken by all three of us to be some kind of an affront to our campsite. Totally silly, I know, but as teenagers we really took it as an invasion of our space or something.

And upon further investigation, Dave was right. There was a new path we had never seen before, right off the main path near our site. It looked fairly clear and well used, too, but it seemed entirely pointless since it went in a direction leading out to Brigham Farm Field, which bordered the forest line, and there was absolutely nothing there.

In what was easily less than 100 feet into the woods, we found out what it led to. In front of us stood a little makeshift shack. Its walls, door, and roof looked to be made from found scrap timber, and a little hand-made corrugated chimney poked out of the side of the thing at an angle. From the outside, the place was really small, probably consisting of no more than a single 9x9 room.

What you're probably thinking right now is what we were thinking. In the past couple of weeks, some homeless guy or random squatter decided to cobble together a shanty from discarded lumber and was living it up out here. We knew the place had to be recently constructed, since we came out there often, and it was so close to the main path that it would be nearly impossible for us to miss. So, very curious, we stood there looking the place over, trying to determine whether some crazy dude was going to burst out of the front door at any moment. After about a minute, our brains collectively passed off the primal signal to us that there wasn't any clear danger in or around the little shack, so we did what any true Goonies would do, and moved in to investigate.

One thing I think that instantly occurred to us was that the place was more run down than we first assumed. What looked like a bum's shanty or enterprising kid's clubhouse from a few feet away in the woods looked positively dilapidated up close. The door looked ready to fall right off the place, and as we filed through it like scared raccoons entering a house, we noticed that it was quite the dump inside as well.

In the far left corner there was a little pot-bellied stove, which connected to the makeshift chimney we saw on the exterior. I was impressed at the amount of effort it must have taken to to haul that thing into the woods. It was in rough shape, missing a lid, and on it sat a greasy frying pan. Next to it there was a equally disgusting kitchen knife. In the far right corner there was a pile of clothing, random cloth, and a boot, one item noticeably being a red flannel shirt. Near that laid a haphazard pile of paperback books with covers torn off and looking generally abused, and a small pile of nondescript newspapers that on closer examination we would find dated from the 1970s. On the right hand wall there was a rusty, broken metal bedframe with one of the nastiest bare mattresses I've ever seen in my life, and near that, on the floor, we spied the most valuable treasure any kid in their mid-teens could hope to find.

Porn.

Yes, we found a small pile of 3 or 4 good, old fashioned, porno mags. I remember there being at least one Hustler out of the lot, and like the newspapers, we noticed that they were also dated from the mid 70s. In the waning light, I am not ashamed to admit that uncovering the mysteries of the little shack fell away to thumbing through well-used vintage titty mags. One of my friends wanted to take them all, but we were all already a little freaked at this point, and I thought it best not to mess with anything in there at the moment, and I didn't want our parents to catch us dragging that stuff home from the woods. My own anxiety was heightened by the weird realization that everything in there, was, well... old. It's tough to explain the feeling, but something about the shack just didn't compute for me, even at this point.

We left and headed back to the clearing, and attempted to build our little fire and steer our thoughts to things other than our weird discovery. After a few hours, we were still on edge, mainly because we figured that any moment some crazy crackhead was going to return to his "castle," which we were now currently camped very close to. We put out the fire, packed up our stuff, and headed back home, talking about the shack as we walked. I didn't sleep very well that night. My mind kept creating all kinds of fantastic stories about who built the thing, and when.

Sunday morning I woke up to the smell of a great breakfast, and around noon, the phone rang. It was one of my friends, Corey, and he told me he'd be over in a few minutes. As expected, he wanted to head back to the shack and grab the magazines. We called Dave, and in an hour or so the three of us were heading back into the woods to check out our find in broad daylight.

Upon making our way out to our clearing, all of us simultaneously went straight for the little path. But we couldn't find it. There was simply no sign of it. Nothing. Gone. In the same direction off of the clearing there was now simply underbrush, some poison ivy, a rock, perhaps, but nothing else. Again, the feeling at this moment is hard to describe. As we combed the area trying to find the path, the shack, or even any sign of its prior existence at all, I felt this growing feeling that something just didn't make any sort of logical sense here. It was a "glitch-in-the-matrix" type of feeling that comes over you when your clear recollection and present reality don't play together. The shack was completely gone, as if it never existed in the first place. However, all three of us remembered it quite clearly, and even today, we haven't forgotten its details.

We kept up our search until it got dark. For the rest of the summer, whenever we had time, we were out there looking for any trace of what we all remembered. Not a single rusty nail, scrap of paper, or piece of wood was ever found. Even in the very area where it stood, it was as if nothing around it was ever disturbed there at all. Even today, while much of the area has since been settled by various housing projects, that area of the woods is still intact, and I could show you exactly where it was.

Years passed, and every so often we'd bring up the crazy old shack that vanished on us. It was nothing more than a fun little party story that usually ended with insinuations of us being high, drunk or both.

We didn't think much of it. However, it got more interesting one night some time ago when I stumbled across a website that compiled local New England ghost stories, and got caught up in reading them. I came across a story about the "Red-Headed Route 44 Drifter," that some people in the area have sighted at night since the early 80s. While the expanded details of the story itself can be easily Googled, it is a repeated sighting of a ghostly unkempt man, wearing red flannel (amongst other things), along Route 44 in Rehoboth and Seekonk, Mass. He was purportedly killed in a phone booth along Route 44 in the mid 70s.

Route 44 runs right by the Turner Reservoir. While not a horror story by any stretch of the imagination, it does make you wonder. :)

Disgustipated

10-15-2008, 02:16 AM

This thread is fucking awesome, and so is dorkandproudofit for starting it.

Dorkandproudofit

10-15-2008, 03:24 AM

This thread is fucking awesome, and so is dorkandproudofit for starting it.

I... I can't believe it. Someone here.... someone IMPORTANT.... called me "awesome". I can't believe it. :(

*crying*

YOU LIKE ME!!! YOU REALLY, REALLY LIKE ME!!! :D

Ancalagon

10-15-2008, 03:46 AM

I dont have much, but I do have two minor stories.

The first, I was about 6 or 7, I remember what happened, and because it seems so weird and I was so young I cant quite bring myself to believe it, but I'll recount it anyway. I was in my room, and an insect, an earwig I believe (small and black, has pincers on its tail) crawled onto my finger, and then crawled into my finger, using a black hole that looked like an inkspot. I remember running to my Mom, who couldnt see anything wrong.

the other, although it hasnt happened for a while, is that sometimes I would think of a product, or a product name, and then see an advert for it a few weeks later. I mean, as a young kid I had a very active imagination, so I would always imagine these futuristic products which I hoped to one day make and market. One of them was what I called the Dynalink modem. This was still in the time of 56k modems, so it was just a faster modem really, but the strange thing was that a few months later there was such a thing as a Dynalink modem. I mean, I guess the words "dyna" and "link" arent at all rare in the world of computing, but I was still a bit miffed that someone had stolen my idea!

One more I just remembered, is that last year, in London, I was coming home by tube, and I suddenly had a sense of imminent disaster. Its hard to describe, but I suddenly knew something had happened or would happen, something bad. The following day I heard that a bridge had collapsed somewhere (cant remember where unfortunately).

ShivaX

10-15-2008, 05:40 AM

I... I can't believe it. Someone here.... someone IMPORTANT.... called me "awesome". I can't believe it. :(

*crying*

YOU LIKE ME!!! YOU REALLY, REALLY LIKE ME!!! :D

You must have misread, noone important called you awesome, just Disgustipated.

Dorkandproudofit

10-15-2008, 06:18 AM

You must have misread, noone important called you awesome, just Disgustipated.

HEYOOOO!!! (http://www.instantrimshot.com) :D

cawblen

10-15-2008, 07:30 AM

i see spirits on a daily basis...laugh if you must...i used to be a skeptic too and one day all of that changed...and i've not been able to shut that door since then...yes, it is frustrating sometimes and no, i do not try to talk to them for fear of opening another door i cannot shut.

Squidbot

10-15-2008, 07:40 AM

Fuckin martian niggers, Kenny.

Dorkandproudofit

10-15-2008, 08:05 AM

cawblen

10-15-2008, 08:16 AM

I can't tell whether you are serious or just being sarcastic. Either way, it worries me.

i assure you, i'm being quite serious...i'm accustomed to garnering reactions of skepticism, doubt and disdain so don't worry about it...i understand those reactions because i used to do the same.

Vulture

10-15-2008, 09:38 AM

i assure you, i'm being quite serious...i'm accustomed to garnering reactions of skepticism, doubt and disdain so don't worry about it...i understand those reactions because i used to do the same.

so, what do they look like?

i'm skeptical of your assertion. to me it seems that anyone who claims they see ghosts would see nothing but ghosts. i mean of all of humanity that has existed we would be walking around in a swimming pool of ghost bits everywhere we go. it seems to me that someone who sees ghosts would really see nothing but ghosts..... everywhere, thick as vanilla pudding.

LongStepMantis

10-15-2008, 10:18 AM

so, what do they look like?

i'm skeptical of your assertion. to me it seems that anyone who claims they see ghosts would see nothing but ghosts. i mean of all of humanity that has existed we would be walking around in a swimming pool of ghost bits everywhere we go. it seems to me that someone who sees ghosts would really see nothing but ghosts..... everywhere, thick as vanilla pudding.

In his defense, many theories about ghosts assert that not every person who passes becomes a ghost. One of the more accepted ideas is that some people who die suddenly or violently often become ghosts. So if you did see ghosts, you wouldn't see every person who ever died, as only a small percentage of them would stay in our plane as ghosts.

Obviously I can't produce any kind of solid proof to back this up...we're talking about ghosts. :D

Vulture

10-15-2008, 10:37 AM

In his defense, many theories about ghosts assert that not every person who passes becomes a ghost. One of the more accepted ideas is that some people who die suddenly or violently often become ghosts. So if you did see ghosts, you wouldn't see every person who ever died, as only a small percentage of them would stay in our plane as ghosts.

Obviously I can't produce any kind of solid proof to back this up...we're talking about ghosts. :D

i've heard that, but what happens when someone who can see dead people walks into gettysburg virginia?

i guess i just have a problem with the imagery. i'm generally very open to most "strangeness," but seeing ghosts always struck me as a hard thing for me to imagine.

if cawblem does infact see ghosts, it would be interesting to me to hear what exactly is it that he sees.

Bad Buddha

10-15-2008, 11:59 AM

No supernatural influence in this one, just a weird freaky thing that happened to a friend of mine and I while camping out on a motorcycle trip.

We had been riding lots of little twisty roads in Eastern Washington and planned on camping out near Lake Roosevelt. We didn't find a campground so we just headed down a forestry road until we found a place near the water that couldn't be seen from the road. It was a nice summer evening so we planned on just sleeping under the stars. As we were wandering around the lakeside we noticed that there was a tent about 50 yards down the shore. No one there at the time. We had a couple drinks, played some cribbage and talked about the ride.

It had been a long day so we hit the sack when it got too dark to read the cards. About a half hour later headlights came down the road and stopped down by the tent. Someone got out and the car drove away.

We heard the guy rooting around down by the tent and then he started throwing rocks out into the lake and yelling crazy stuff. We could just make him out in the moonlight. Then he stopped throwing rocks and started screaming "I know you're out there! I gotta knife! I'm gonna cut you!" It sounded like he was thrashing the bushes with a big stick or something like that. this went on for about 15 or 20 minutes, with him yelling things like; "Where are you? I'm gonna get you good! God damn you!". :eek:

He never seemed to realize that we were just down the shore from him. All this activity seemed centered around his tent and he never headed down to where we were. Finally he yelled something like "Yeah! You better run! You better get the hell out of here and never come back!". Then he got into his tent and that's the last we heard.

While all this was going on, my friend and I were whispering to each other "What the hell is this?". After the guy finished we decided to try to get some sleep and get the hell out as soon as the sun came up. Slept with one eye open till dawn and drove off before the guy got out of his tent.

Freaky stuff way the hell out in the middle of nowhere.

That's a big lake... They'd never find the bodies! :o

LongStepMantis

10-15-2008, 03:04 PM

Bad Buddha

10-15-2008, 03:34 PM

Chalk up another one to "People are batshit crazy"

So you're pretty sure he wasn't directing those statements at you? I wouldn't doubt it if he wasn't because he sounds out of his f-ing gourd. I wonder what he was yelling at then, if anything. :D

"And when we woke up the next morning, there was no sign that a tent had ever been there! The only thing we found was a prosthetic hook hanging off of my motorcycle's luggage rack!" :eek:

Nah, I don't think he even knew we were there. Our bikes were hidden behind some trees so that the Highway Patrol wouldn't see them, and we were in our sleeping bags a fair distance away - probably looked like driftwood on the beach.

I think he was just chasing the bats out of his belfry!

Scaryfaced

10-15-2008, 03:57 PM

I've got a ghost story from a few years back that I suppose I'll share. I'll try to cut it down a bit as I'm pretty long winded and no one cares that much.

So I go to college at what was formally an insain assylum. That sets this story up nicely. When I first started going here, the majority of the campus wasn't renovated. Not important to the story, but it makes everything a little creepier.

I lived in the campus dorms at the time, so I was coming home from a party at a buddies house. It was around 2am and the campus was basically deserted. At the time, dorm kids had to park in a parking lot at the very back of the campus, which had yet to be paved. So i parked, crossed the lot and headed for the sidewalk that runs along the back of the abandoned buildings. I was looking down and noticed a strange flicker in the light cast by the 3 light posts that lined the sidewalk. I looked up and saw the center light post waving back and forth, almost violently. I tried to reason it out, but there was absolutely no wind and the 2 other poles weren't moving. I was a little creeped out and avoided the area immediatly around the pole, and walked back to my dorm room.

It wasn't until the next morning that I remembered a random ghost story I had heard from a school staff member. She told me about a mentally disturbed patient who would wear a helmet at all times. I guess he had a penchant for banging his head on everything. She had mentioned the light poles around campus were his favorite.

Ever since then, I've noticed certain street lights turn off when i drive by late at night.
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Dorkandproudofit

10-15-2008, 03:59 PM

[I]I think he was just chasing the bats out of his belfry!

Did he succeed? :D

Bad Buddha

10-15-2008, 04:12 PM

Did he succeed? :D

I'm assuming that he did since we didn't hear anymore from him after the final outburst.

Either that, or they're still looking for the two Phantom Bikers that killed him in his sleep! :eek:

Dorkandproudofit

10-16-2008, 12:09 PM

I hereby resurrect this thread to combat the growing number of political threads!

Ancalagon

10-16-2008, 12:18 PM

I'm assuming that he did since we didn't hear anymore from him after the final outburst.

Either that, or they're still looking for the two Phantom Bikers that killed him in his sleep! :eek:

Somewhere theres a guy telling his mates:

"So my friend drops me off in his pickup, and I go into my tent and see some guys had stolen my sleeping bags and beer! Man I was pissed"

Dorkandproudofit

10-17-2008, 12:45 AM

Somewhere theres a guy telling his mates:

"So my friend drops me off in his pickup, and I go into my tent and see some guys had stolen my sleeping bags and beer! Man I was pissed"

Are you insinuating that Buddha and the Buddha Buddies stole his sleeping bags and beer? Because that would be awesome. :D

Bad Buddha

10-17-2008, 08:34 AM

Are you insinuating that Buddha and the Buddha Buddies stole his sleeping bags and beer? Because that would be awesome. :D

It was Jack Daniels! :p

Elrik Murder

10-17-2008, 05:22 PM

Guys, great thread! I too share the love of all things paranormal, especially this time of year.

Nothing spectacular per se, but this is something that really freaked me out. Little forewarning as I was a bit inebriated at the time, but I still remember it vividly. It happened around this time last year and some friends of mine were in town. We decided to go out on the town. We hit of a few places and had a great time. We returned to my apartment around 2 a.m. to drop off a friend. He was to ill to continue with us, and we wanted to grab something to eat.

Unfortunately, previously that day I had a major fight with my girlfriend at the time and couldn't shake the dread from my mind. We stopped at an Arby's just down the hill from my apartment. I don't know why but I became so enraged I just got out at the drive-thru and told them I'd walk back. So, I leave and cut through the clearing up to my complex. My complex is huge and rest at a top of a giant hill with a huge slope that ends at my apartment. Each block of houses is surrounded by well-lit parking lots, but the entire back end of the complex is surrounded by the woods.

So, I'm walking, thinking how terrible I feel. I make it up the hill and begin the trek over the summit, which rest a giant paved parking lot in between two blocks of apts. I walked in the median to prevent myself from stumbling into the path of any incoming vehicles. In deep thought I relied on my subconscious to get me to my destination. Then suddenly I stopped. Dead in my tracks. I looked around and up into the sky. Not the feeling of someone watching me, but just a nagging, uncomfortable feeling. Something was off.

That's when it happened. A strong cold gust of wind came out of nowhere (it was not windy that day) and blasted me, followed by one of the weirdest shrieks/howls ever. I can't even explain the noise. It seemed to come in with the wind as it was all around me, near and far. As soon as the howl subsided, every light in the area I was in went out simultaneously. Pitch black.

Rooted to the spot, I had goosebumps everywhere and I found myself holding my breath. As I reflect on that moment it felt like time actually slowed down. Sort of halted if it makes sense. I couldn't hear anything. I just stood there confused and perplexed staring into darkness. It was one of the weirdest sensations I've ever experienced. I think it happened once before, but nothing this pronounced. It seemed to last forever, but an instant later every light in the complex came back on and I seemed to notice the sounds of rustling leaves and insects. The wind stopped.

I was so unexpected I just laughed it off and dismissed it simply due to the fact that I was slightly under the influence and was sensitive to my environment. Weird as I didn't tell anyone when I got back and I don't remember anything else about that night. To be quite honest I didn't think it shook me until I read this thread. I still don't know how to take it. In fact, I was a little embarrassed to share.

LongStepMantis

10-17-2008, 05:25 PM

Freaky nature attack story

I don't know about you, but I would've been glad to be drunk. I would have pissed myself when the lights went out otherwise. ;)

Abednigo

10-17-2008, 08:04 PM

i assure you, i'm being quite serious...i'm accustomed to garnering reactions of skepticism, doubt and disdain so don't worry about it...i understand those reactions because i used to do the same.

I had a very good friend years ago who could see angels and demons. Not constantly, but it would happen at random times. I believe people can see spirits. My friend didn't really like it though. He was often terrified when he saw a demon (obviously).

As for a story of my own (this is a very creepy but cool thread btw), my experience was demonic in nature. As a Christian I don't believe in ghosts in the sense of dead people. Once you're dead you're gone. You don't hang around and haunt places. The argument that it's like "pages in a book" (awesome reference to whoever made it!!) I suppose is possible, but they're not the spirits of dead people. Just my personal belief. :) But I do believe in angels and demons and that they can effect things in the physical world that we live in.

But back to my story. I was a senior in high school (I'm 33 now) and was in bed. It was probably after 10pm. My room was in the basement of our townhouse. It was a finished basement and also had our living room and TV in the next room. As I said, I'm a Christian and believe that angels and demons exist. Well this one night in bed I was suddenly struck by fear. Not your average fear, like when you're watching a scary movie, but a terrifying, paralyzing fear. I had my eyes closed and was too terrified to open them. It just felt like there was evil in my room, like a fog that was enveloping the entire room. I don't remember if I was crying but never before (or since) have I felt so scared. I had my sheets pulled up covering half my face and knew I had to get out of my room. Not opening my eyes, I threw off the covers and ran for my door, threw it open and ran up the 4 flights of stairs (those little half flights in townhouses, 2 to get up to the next floor).

As I got closer to the top floor and my parents' room (which was the first door at the very top of the stairs), I saw my youngest brother coming out of my parents room and heading back down the hall to his room. He looked like he was wiping his eyes. I peeked my head into my parents room. My Dad saw me and asked what was wrong. I broke down into tears and uncontrollable sobbing and said simply, "I'm just so scared!!" They both looked at each other and said, "Aaron (who is my brother) just came in. He couldn't get to sleep either." I explained the heaviness I had felt. The overwhelming darkness and evil and terror that I felt downstairs.

My Dad and Mom prayed for me for awhile, rebuking any evil spirits that were oppressing us in the house and for God's protection. When they were finished most of the fear had left me. They encouraged me to go back downstairs and reminded me that demons have no power over me and that if I felt fearful again to rebuke them in Jesus' name and to sing worship songs out loud.

I went back downstairs totally peaceful. When I walked into my room I got back in bed, prayed a little bit (similar things that my Dad had prayed) and slept like a rock.

If this was on EvAv I'd probably get bashed as a religious nut. I'm hopeful that things here won't be like that. ;) But considering the stories people have shared here (most of which I believe) I'm guessing I won't get harassed. :D

rinichanraar

10-17-2008, 09:19 PM

To me that is REALLY weird.
Did you ever hear about that random computer in California that prints out 1's and 0's just to point out chaos in a computer system and that about 1 hour before 9-11 it printer out about 4000 1's. I could be wrong about the location but it is some kind of science experiment at a university.
Weird.
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Wow, that is completely bizarre and interesting. I'd never heard of that before. How crazy!

I... I can't believe it. Someone here.... someone IMPORTANT.... called me "awesome". I can't believe it. :(

*crying*

YOU LIKE ME!!! YOU REALLY, REALLY LIKE ME!!! :D

Hey, I like you, too, you know! And I'm very important! :cool:

<creepy story>

Wow, that sounds really, really creepy. Things like that scare me a lot (and I have no idea why I let myself read that just now). My parents are pretty religious, and I grew up in a Catholic family, so movies having to do with religion like The Exorcist and Stigmata are the scariest to me.

Dorkandproudofit

10-17-2008, 10:41 PM

Hey, I like you, too, you know! And I'm very important! :cool:

Aww, thanks Rini. I love you, too. :D

My parents are pretty religious, and I grew up in a Catholic family, so movies having to do with religion like The Exorcist and Stigmata are the scariest to me.

Oh really? That's soooo interesting...

*head turns around 360 degrees*

YOUR SOUL WILL BE MINE TO DEVOUR IN HELL!!!!!!

*shakes head*

Sorry Rini. That happens to me from time to time... :eek:

TheEpicOfTyler

10-18-2008, 10:18 AM

For those interested in some good ghost stories and stuff, there is an awesome thread at a forum I frequent.

http://b9board.com/viewtopic.php?t=511524

I don't believe in a majority of this shit, but it makes me very on edge at night.

Skinwalkers = The best paranormal/cryptozoological thing ever.

Johan

10-18-2008, 10:42 AM

When I was a kid, I had the distinct impression one evening that some"thing" had reached up under my covers from where my feet were and was tickling my feet and underarms, and I was paralyzed to move (and it wasn't a "funny ha-ha" kind of tickling, either). Now I know it for what it was, which is probably a "night terror," but at the time, it was really terrifying and unexplainable. For the longest time (years, really), I couldn't sleep without my sheets tucked in tightly and my arms locked at my sides.

And no, it wasn't my brother or a family member messing with me. It happened once, and it was an almost unearthly, terrifying experience. Very weird, very grim, and a feeling of dread in my gut.

TheEpicOfTyler

10-18-2008, 11:22 AM

King3567

10-18-2008, 01:25 PM

God, I love stuff like this even though I get spooked easily after reading all these awesome stories.

One thing that literally scared the shit out of me was on the last day of a trip that me and two buddies took down to Texas to visit my friends. We had just got done watching V for Vendetta and went to sleep. I first fell asleep and was forced to share a room with one of my friends. It was odd really, I fell asleep in one of the most peaceful feelings I had ever had. Suddenly, I awoke terrified for no reason. I awoke and was in the darkest darkness I had ever experienced and it felt terrible. I seriously thought I was going to die. I had stared at the window and had the odd sensation that something was watching me from there.

After looking it up, I guess this could be a Panic Attack and what an awful event it is.

The strangest thing that happened to me though was a dream I had less than a year ago. One of my grandmas passed away when I was in third grade ( I think) and I am now a junior in high school. I had a dream that I was in the middle of a forest clearing with a young woman in her 20s with black hair. She stood their smiling and I remember it was very windy and the sky was gray, much like how it is before a storm.

When I awoke in the middle of the night my eyes filled with tears and I somehow knew that that woman was my Grandma and that she would watch over me. What's really strange is that my Grandma and I were never very close and I didn't know what she had looked like when she was young.

Oh yeah, and when I was in second grade, my friends and I didn't know much about history and politics and we were discussing how World War III was going on (Like I said, we had no clue what was going on). What's weird is, I remember thinking about a plane crashing into a building and this was two years before 9/11 happened.

Ancalagon

10-20-2008, 05:18 AM

One thing that literally scared the shit out of me

I know I dont really want to know, but do you mean literally, ie you had to change your pants, or figuratively but you were very scared?

Grifter

10-20-2008, 07:32 AM

First off I want to say that like Abednigo I don't believe that Ghosts exist in the traditional sense but I do believe in spirits, demons and angels.

Secondly I've had so many weird things happen to me there are times when I thought there was something wrong with my head. Most of the events now are pretty foggy which makes me wonder if they really happened like I remember but there are some that continue to stand out like they happened just yesterday. Here are a few of those events, take them how you want.

This first one happened to me when I was about 9, my family and I had been in Reno for less than a year and I didn't have a whole lot of friends. One weekend my Dad a few of his friends their sons and I went on a weekend camping trip. I have no idea where this place was other than some where North West of Reno near the California/Nevada boarder. We made camp in a clearing surrounded by large rocks 5+ feet in diameter and height a couple hundred feet north of a wide but shallow creek. All us kids felt pretty safe and decided to sleep under the stars that night.

The following morning we ate breakfast and decided to do a little exploring, we found a small trail between the rocks heading parallel to the creek and decided to follow it. Being a fairly smooth trail and knowing we wouldn't be going to far I decided to just keep my sandals on. After about a 10 minute walk the trail angled down towards the creek but since we were still surrounded on either side of us by large rocks we really couldn't see anything that wasn't directly in front of us. As we got closer to the creek (we could hear the water now) this awful smell wafted up from in front of us and of course being young boys the first words uttered were "EEEEEW who farted?" and we all laughed and poked fun at each other. As we came around the bend we were now facing the creek which was about 40ft wide and from what I can remember only about a foot or so deep. On the opposite side of the creek was a forest of (I think) Birch trees and as we scanned the tree line looking for our next route we noticed 3 figures standing across from us. The first one which seemed to be very dark brown or black was huge, over half the size of the Birch tree which was probably about 17 or 18 feet tall. The next was a foot or so shorter and was a much lighter shade than the first one but still dark brown. The third couldn't have been much taller than us (5 to 5 1/2 feet or there abouts) and was significantly lighter than the other two. We stood there for what seemed like minutes but probably wasn't more than 15 or 20 seconds starring at these things that definitely were not bears, just watching them stare at us. It was a very surreal moment but once that moment ended and the shock wore off we all freaked out and ran back as fast as we could. Needless to say I was now regretting the fact that I decided to wear my sandals and ended up losing one on the run back and scraping up my foot pretty bad in the process.

The next day we all went hiking up the mountain in the opposite direction (I have no memory of the rest of that previous day but I assume we all told our fathers what had happened) and I managed to get my self lost. The only thing I could think of was what we had seen the day before and needless to say I was scared shitless. After wandering around with tears in my eyes for about 20min I found a ravine with a stream running through it flowing down the mountain and followed it crying my eyes out yelling for my Dad. About 20 minutes after that they found me and everything, thankfully, was good again. Those are my only memories of that trip, I don't remember any of the other kids or my fathers friends. I don't remember eating, sleepingor even leaving the camp site.

Last year I went camping with some friends and because I was the only single one there I was using a small one man tent, on the second night I smelled the worst thing I had ever smelled coming from outside the tent. I was so terrified I couldn't sleep or even move until the sun came up. At the time I couldn't figure out why I was so scared and too be honest I felt pretty stupid but thinking about it now I wonder if what I smelt that night was similar to what I smelt on that trip as a kid and it triggered that fear.

I have a couple more but I have to take a leak so I'm posting this and I'll start on my other ones in a bit.

King3567

10-22-2008, 02:41 PM

I know I dont really want to know, but do you mean literally, ie you had to change your pants, or figuratively but you were very scared?

The later. Hyperboles for the win! :p

n3rdXcore

10-22-2008, 04:01 PM

Vulture

10-22-2008, 05:28 PM

So if ghosts are real, and they mimic the primary actions of the person's life, does that mean my ghost is going to haunt people by sitting on the couch with an xbox controller in my hand? Because that would be awesome.

you can only hope its a controller in your hand.:D

seriously that has the potential to be a really scary ghost.

n3rdXcore

10-22-2008, 05:30 PM

seriously that has the potential to be a really scary ghost.

Especially if that ghost is playing a survival horror game, and somehow your TV is showing it.