What's the spookiest shit that's happened to you or someone you know or are related to?

What's the spookiest shit that's happened to you or someone you know or are related to?

Let's tell stories, anons

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>be me
>sitting at home
>parents go to store
>home alone for few hours
>woohoo.wmv
>decide to dust computer
>In between sprays hear whispering
>turn to see what it was
>my cat scares the shit outta me
>everything is good
>finish dusting
>get back to pc
>suddenly my cat starts going fucking crazy
>hissing at doorway
>go out to check
>hear whispering behind me again
>pc turns off
>pic related

Pretty scary stuff mang

Come to think of it, the pc turning off was probably because I didn't close the case properly, but the whispering I don't really know...

sTILL pRETY SPOOPY

the the cat killed its self whyyyyyyyyyy *sob sob*

Bumping for interest

oh th horrur
:CCCC

mai waifu

How did it kills itself?

Did it an hero after the day you got spooked? Or was it retarded like that?

this is reeul pickchure of mai kat

mfw spirits of mai dead desck fan haunt me
;c

Bumping, this should be a nice thread.

The cat didn't an hero, the cat was fine after that incident, maybe it had a fit of madness who knows

it got fucked in the butt by a pelican the horrur

>be 15
>staying at a buddys house
>12pm/1am
>im on one sofa and he's on the other
>im on the phone just browsing shit
>room is pitch black
>feel a hand touch my knee
>"user get the fuck back over to your chair"
>I can just make out him sleeping on the sofa
>he's across the room
>who the fuck touched my knee?

noped up to the bathroom and just sat in the toilet for an hour until I had the courage to go back down.

Why did you put him in plastic sheet bread holder?

Have some pasta

Why not just turn the fucking light on?
I WOULD SMACK THE LIVING FUCK OUTTA THAT HAND

Because it's possessed, can't you see?

Just as I thought. But didn't want to say as that pretty spooky looking at a possessed cat

>be me
>in bed, parents in the next room
>doing shit on my phone, parents already alseep
>hear scratching from parents' room
>suddenly my mother screams "Leave us alone!"
>freak out and run over to their room
>mum is asleep, dad is asleep
>I'm too tired to investigate, go to sleep

We don't have any pets that could make a scratching noise, and my mum never talks out of her sleep. What the fuck happened? I'm 100% sure it was real.

>Lived in a small town 1hr outside of Pueblo,CO
>Crazy Catholic Grandma visiting
>Decide to head up to Pueblo for shopping
>Midway down desolate 2 lane road surrounded by farms is an old church
>Looks run down, but not about to fall apart run down, just old
>Grams Christ Detector blinking
>Let's check it out user
>FuckNoMurderersProbablyThere.jpg
>Pull into gravel lot
>Enter Church

STAND BACK, BUMPING FOR INTEREST

Another!

Skip forward about two years

>get home from school
>feeling hungry as fuck
>decide to walk past the living room to the kitchen
>can kinda see what looks like my dad sitting in there
>fucking door windows, pic related
>realise i have something to tell him but decide fuck it
>sandwich is great
>go back into the living room
>noone there
>realise im the only person in the house
>dad's at work

yep na na

>be me
>be a gullible 10 y/o
>read a ton of shitty creepypastas
>2spoopy4me.jpg
>have shared room with brother
>hear floor in room creaking
>assume it's brother
>he is still there
>wut?
>assume it's step-siblings
>hear toilet flush
>'shut up'
>my class tard walks in our room
>'hi user!'
>WHAT THE FUCK?!
>the class retard then crawled into the closet
>NOPE.mp4
>'hello, this is 911, how may we be of service?'
I have not went back to that town since

Fucking no m8, it felt like someone gently placed their palm on my knee, i gtfo

fucking kek

>be me
>in school
>whole class sitting on floor
>teacher reading book
>see black figure outside classroom window door
>look at my 2 other friends
>they also confirm
>keep.seeing black figures
>hatman.jpeg

Stopped until I didn't find researching about spooky shit interesting

But I did get sleep paralysis and woke up twice with looking at the floor (i sleep on my side) and saw my self looking at the legs of som black clocked figure standing towards my slumbered body

Cont.
>2 story, balconies running along the side walls, 1st floor like a normal church
>Walk down to the altar
>Call out saying Hi, you know, usual white people shit
>No one here
>While Grandma is praying I'm looking around like I'm fucking SEAL Team Six Jr
>See old lady in upper left balcony praying
>Tell Grandma, she calls up saying Hi
>Nothing in return
>I say Hi, nothing again
>I'm telling Grandma it's time to leave
>Just realized we were the only car in the lot
>How did Old Lady Prays-a-lot get here?
>We walk up to talk to her
>Turn around the last flight of stairs to the balcony
>No granny to be found
>Tachycardia engage
>Grandma confused, I'm confused, God laughing
>Nope.jpg

>Grandma confused, I'm confused, God laughing lol

>getting my hair cut
>see something move out of the corner of my eye
>hear something hit the floor
>can't turn head because getting hair cut
>meh
>barber gets around to other side
>suddenly stops what he's doing
>"who put hits here?"
>?
>asks a few times until people form a small group around the object
>itsa ruler
>nobody claimed to touch it
>can confirm, didn't see anybody over there when it fell
>barber picks it up and stands it up in between 8 inch stack of books and the wall
>"I left it right here and haven't touched it all day"
>collective spoop

We eventually came to blame it on the fact that another regular customer who often gets attacked by birds outside the salon had just walked in the building.

TL;DR a ruler lifted up from behind a stack of books and flew forwards about 2 feet off the counter and onto the floor while I was getting my hair cut in the middle of the afternoon.

U R A G A Y

>be me
>be 11
>have PTSD riddled mother
>be in homeless shelter
>I was the only one awake
>see eyes in vent
>R U SRS.mpg
>eyes disappear
>dafuq?
>blame it on PTSD related paranoia or lack of sleep
>hear mother 'defending herself'
>'stop! I've got kids!'
>Oshit.gif
>'I've beaten up a navy seal before'
>the last thing she said was 'not my sons!'
>the door opened
>a breeze flew through
>spoopy.png

a few hours later

>I was still awake at about 2-ish am
>something was sat near brother's bed
>shit I'm fucked.doc
>it looks at me, curious
>it walked out the door
I'm not sure if it was a dream, a hallucination or another homeless guy.

one more!

>walking with buddy home
>having a laugh
>i turn around and notice a woman
>early 20's pretty fucking hot
>friend notices me and also turns around
>give each other that "IllFuckIt" face
>carry on walking
just a thing to add this is a long road and you cant break off from the road because fields both sides
>i turn again to have a second look
>this woman is now late 50's
>same clothes and everything
>wtf
>friend see's too
>both wtf
>pic unrelated

Cont.
>Now being on the balcony I realize how dark it actually is in this place
>All lower windows shuttered off
>Only light is coming from the top windows
>Convince Grams it's time to go
>Head to the huge front door we came in from
>Locked, or too heavy to open, we couldn't get it
>Grandma getting spooked
>Trying to calm her down
>No one kills people in the Lord's House
>Contemplating our murders simultaneously
>Looking for other door
>Priest house thing behind altar
>Head through that door
>Shits locked
>Hearing noises
>Grandma mumbling Hail Mary's
>See big window, one of those old hand crank open windows
>Get that going
>Loudasfuck.jpg
>Just kill us now
>Finally get it open enough we can squeeze out
>Hop out
>Running though tall grass
>See the car
>Grandma looking for keys
>I'm looking for Satan lady
>Get the car started
>Drive out
Didn't ever find out where the lady went
No way in hell she had a car, we wound up going around the entire church before we left and saw nothing.

pretty spoopy m8
any nudes?

>be me
>be 3.a.m
>thristy as fuck
>getting some cold dank water
>cantasteitalready.jpg
>turn into kitchen
>look directly at the counter where i left my glass cup
>this cup has more glass on the bottom than sides
>this cup is leaning backwards on its edge beyond a 90° angle.
>this cup is atleast 120° leaning back, a way no cup should ever naturally sit.
>take a step towards
>actually enter the kitchen finallly
>cup drops on its side from 120° angle.
>doesnt roll.
>doesnt move.
>its just still.
>turn 360° and book it to my room.
> call gf and try to explain whatever the fuck i thought i just saw
>mfw a cup made me believe in ghosts

>be me
>huge band Nerd in highschool
>we go to this redneck camp in the middle of nowhere
>went on a hike during free time. Had to be accompanied by a chaperone from the camp, a 60 IQ inbred
>takes us on a nice hike through the woods
>we end up at a small cave.(about 2x2x2 meters) Floor of cave is covered in soot and ask.
>inbred tells us the story of Mary, some bitch who got burnt at the stake by the town because they thought she was a witch
>legend has it that if you ask the cave a question, Mary will answer you within 3 days at midnight l
>lol what bullshit.
>ask the ghost what it's favorite ice cream flavor is
>inbred's eyes go wide
>... I h-hope you know what you j-just did, user...
>everyone else in the hikig group is freaked out except me
>no such thing a ghosts
>inbred makes me swear to secrecy not to tell anyone of the ghosts existence
>agree
>tell friends anyway
>play it off like I'm serious even though I'm laughing a little
>freaks my friends out so baddly that they refuse to sleep in the same room as me
>nothing happens that night, or for the next 3 days.
>come home from band camp on Friday.
>it's late, so I hit the sack.
>suddenly my eyes open
>I can't move.
>loud, hysterical laughter in my ears
>suddenly stops
>"user... Do you know what blood tasted like?"
>feel sharp pain on my wrist
>try to scream but I can't
>can't move either
>next morning I wake up
>left wrist was slit open
>blood pooled around my torso in bed
Pic related.
The place where I was camping is called Canter's Cave. It's somewhere in the backwoods of Ohio.

Forgot the pic sorry.

Sounds like typical sleep paralysis except with the blood

How can a cup be more than 90 degrees backwards on a counter top?

>be me
>be 8 year old kid living in old house in a villiage outside a swedish town
>house was built around 1920 and an old german lady lived in it before
>apperently she was a total bitch and her brother served in the Waffen SS so he had been in that house prior to we moved in
>back to the start
>Family watching tv, dads asks me to go get some icecream, and our fridge was in the basement
>Go down in the dark basement, fucking creepy one aswell
>Get to the fridge, open fridge and take out some popsicles
>Just as I do that i feel a hand on my shoulder
>Chills run up my spine, never said anything or freaked out, never been so afraid in my life though
>Run back up give the family icecream and never talk about it
Only 1 person about this before, I dont believe in ghosts but that was some scary shit, noone besides me was in that basement that day, gives me shills just thinking about it today, if it was a ghost, could it also have been a nazi ghost?

Idk man

Depends. Are you a jew? If so, you wouldn't have left that basement alive if the ghost was a Nazi.

Top kek yet nope, actually aryan, blonde and blue eyed, both parents are swedish

Yeah. That's the part that really stumps me. I don't think I could have done that with my nails, the wound was too clean. Just one perfect straight line.
I should go back to that camp and fuck with the ghost there. Who knows, maybe I could fuck the ghost.

>be me
>driving with my cousin and his girlfriend sitting on the right on his lap
>i see an old lady weaving
>i stop the car, let her come in
>the whole car gets cold
>she looks pale, i ask her if she's okay
>she replies "i feel like bad things gonna happen"
>i turn around
>she vanishes
>scream and almost hit a tree
>cousin and his girlfriend notice she vanishes so it's not just me
>screams.mp3

///

>be me with 3 friends outside
>it's night and we were sitting at an abandoned school
>we're sitting on a bench
>suddenly i feel a very cold presence on my back and around me
>jump.gif
>others feel the same
>we get spooked and gtfo

///

>be me
>around 14-15, hanging out with a friend
>we decide to sit on a bench next to a forest behind us
>we both hear someone whispering my name
>we both heard it, literally no one around, no places to hide
>get spooked and run

there are many suspicious things about the angles in your post

He said that during a dive his team was assailed by a dazzling bright light and a high-pitched screeching sound coming from the water’s depths. The lake, he claimed, felt as though it was shaking, and he was pulled into a vortex. He momentarily went dizzy and lost consciousness, but was soon startled awake upon striking a reef. He hung on helplessly and watched as a gyrating bright light on the lake bottom sucked in the other divers. They were never seen again.


vagabondjourney.com/bermuda-triangle-east-mystery-continues/

Perhaps he was telling you that you were doing a good job. Kind of like "that's my user, good job. Grow up and kill some kikes for uncle fritz". кек

you should go back and call her a lying faggot because blood isnt an icecream flavor then use a sharp pick to carve a sacred pentagram in at the cave entrance also throw salt around the cave for fun.

Well OP, you most likely won't believe me. Nor will many people on here aswell. But, I will greentext it so you understand the majority of what I will say.

>went to philippines when i was a child
>went home, night arrives
>see a man near my house
>looking through
>decide not to think much of it since this must be normal for them
>go to bed, but start to hear a clanking noise
>ignore it, must be neighbors.
>noise gets louder
>decide to look
>the man i saw earlier is trying to hammer through the window
>literally flip the fuck out, screaming my lungs out
>everyone wakes up
>man fucking runs for it
>aunt and uncle run to see whats going on
>so do parents
>tell them everything
>the man never got caught, but is was a scary experience.

I've had many nightmares about it.

Everytime i go to sleep i die in my dreams.
True story.

Will do, user.

>be me
>need to take a shit
>take shit
>wipe
>there was no poo
>my ass is haunted

if your superstitious which i am not, supposdly pentagrams trap evil spirts/ghosts , they also cant go past salt.

go take a shit in the cave and call her a cunt

Surely salt will eventually not be there forever and say if the pentagram was rubbed out for what ever reason the will be one angry spirit after OP

>Be me
>Be alone in a dark room
>Can't sleep 'cause brain decides to think shit
>Get feelingofbeingwatched.jpg
>Shrug it off as normal paranoia
>Still can't sleep
>Decide to play with camera-settings on phone
>Discover long exposure setting
>Decide to take picture of dark room for the lulz
>Wait30secs.mp4
>Look at result
>NOPE.avi
>Can't sleep for rest of the night
>Who needs sleep anyway?

Pic related. I showed the resulted image to my friends and most of them said it was me without a face.
The exposure lasted for 30 seconds and the door was locked.

Get more people to call out the spirit, each person in a bad or good, manner and post results