ITT: you tell me about any experience in your life that you could say was "paranormal"

ITT: you tell me about any experience in your life that you could say was "paranormal".

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I felt a fist up my ass in summer camp, but it wasn't my fist.

HAHAHAHA TOP KEK

Then who was fist?

A family's friend calls (september), random chat.
Months later (April), we call back.
His family said he died a year ago.

>home alone with younger sister
>get a bit drunk/stoned together
>time for bed, she asks if she can sleep in my bed to keep warm
>worms start dripping out of her asshole
>oh god this is awful
>floods of cockroaches crawling out of her cunt
>I'm running round the room naked, stamping on roaches
>follow them down to the kitchen
>they're collecting last night's half-eaten spaghetti
>they carry it upstairs and start forcing spaghetti into my sister's vagina and anus
>she is bloated with roach nests and leaking tomato sauce from every orifice
>her nipples turn into meatballs
>I'm ejaculating a constant stream of warm Béchamel sauce over her Parma ham pissflaps
>suddenly wake up in Italian restaurant
>I just fucked my dinner
>worst day ever

no but you get a pont from me for the pic of nyarlathotep

I fisted someone at summer camp

Just because it was from his phone/email doesn't mean it was him
Also
>family friend
>doesn't find out he does until a year afterwards

I dreamt I was taking a shit and I woke up with shit in my pants

He died*

what a coincidence

There's a whole board for this shit.

I saw someone fist someone else in summer camp.

>cut two dogs in half
>they magically stay alive somehow, idk
>stitch two front ends together
>stitch two back ends together
>fill eye sockets with spaghetti
>oh shit one of them is a cow
>worst day ever

/x/

I fisted someone in summer camp

And there's lots of other places you could be, but here you are.

>be in USMC
>on firewatch(just patrolling at night)
>room with single dude in it
>mellow and quiet type, 2 injuries and stuck in holding company MAT
>weird gargling noises from room
>subhuman voice
>knock on door because im worried
>possibly hanging himself
>noises instantly stop
>they start again
>i knock, they stop
>he walks out like dead asleep sheets on
>wtf m8, are you okay
>wat?
>tell him about the noises
>he didn't hear anything

I asked him next morning and he said he has asked the chaplain to bless his room a few times. He says he hears shit some nights and he thinks a spirit lives in it.

He could have seen me patrolling and waited and set it up. Shit was just weird. The living quarters for the holding company have been up for over 40 years i think. Tons of suicides, rapes+murders, etc.

Calling from the afterlife?

>be walking home late at night
>stone cold sober before you ask
>see a guy down the road looks exactly like my grandad
>grandad died 10 years previously
>run to where he is
>it's not my grandad, just a guy who looks a bit like him

I'm not gonna green text because there isn't much too it.

My grandma does table tipping, like real table tipping. No scientific explanation, experienced it a few times.

>went and took a huge shit 7/10 sized fucker.
>went back in my room and started watching t.v
>was getting hungry so went to kitchen and started looking through empty cabinets
>oh fuck!
>rush to bathroom and unload a 11/10 dumper.
>stretched my ass, drew a little blood
>fucking scary

>Be living in old farmhouse
>Super creepy haunted as fuck
>Didn't really believe in anything paranormal before moving into that house
>Anyway, one night I was going to bed which was upstairs I kept hearing noises comming from downstair
>Heard like someone was mvoing stuff around and cleaning, thought it was just in my head so I kept getting ready for bed
>Forgot my phone by my computer downstairs
>Go down to get my phone which was super scary by itself since it was almost pitch black
>The noises stopped once I got closer to the stairs
>I go down and go towards the room where I have my computer, the light was on in that room
>As I turn the corner this HUGE shadow of a man apeared infront of me thought it was a burglar or something.
>He was at least 3 meter tall and looked like he was wearing a trenchcoat and a hat, pic related
>I was frozen in shock and was about to faint
>After some seconds he disapeared
>Grabbed my phone and naruto up to my bed
>Moved out of the house soon after

I'm glad. I read all of HP over 15 years ago. Been a while.

He talked a lot with my father.
And the time without talking was because he wasn't a "close friend", just a little more than a neighbour.
No bullshit, it was real.

Probably the only serious answer in this thread but whatever.
>grandfather is sick and dying
>gives me a necklace
>it's a silver arrowhead
>wear it every day for years after he passes
>after a few years, the actual arrowhead was wearing thin, like the loop where it hangs on the chain
>worry it will very soon break, decide I have to stop wearing it so that it won't break
>walking to class one day
>just happen to look down and see an IDENTICAL ARROWHEAD
And guys I mean literally identical, except for the fact this thing was in pristine condition. So I decided to keep them both safe after that, no fucking around. Don't even believe in God, but I did on that day.

>table tipping

What?

>Forgot my phone by my computer downstairs

That is fucking terrifying, you need to down stairs to watch porn.

Synchronicity is a hell of a thing.

Thanks for sharing.

It was a normal chat. Asked for my family, works and all that stuff. And his voice was normal too.

>gard my parents' home during their vacation
>their landline phone makes an electronic sound when you hang up; I know because I used it a few phones; you get a few electronic notes after hanging up
>sleep on couch
>2:55 AM
>hear that exact same electronic sound from upstairs
>"Someone hung up"
>"Someone is upstairs"

Put my shoes on and stormed outta there.

Did you ask how this was possible?

>naruto up to my bed

My cigarette bud fell upright on the ground. Twice.

I don't have an answer. And we can't talk with his family, they will think it's a joke.

You idiots realise that January is between these two months right? It was next calender year.

This is a random board you nigger

Gettysburg?

But paranormal was made for a reason faggot

There's always that retard.

Understand this, newfag: people come to Sup Forums when they want a lot of people seeing their thread. Anything goes on Sup Forums. Absolutely anything.

If you're into saying "containment board", please kill yourself.

Yeah, so was Sup Forums. You're fucking retarded.

what?

I had this strange dream this morning. Isn't really "paranormal" but it gave me some chills
>parents and sisters are leaving somewhere
>I'm outside with them while they are leaving
>I'm on the phone with them for some reason right after they leave
>little sister is talking to me
>walk into livingroom to see the two sisters that left sitting on the couch
>phone is now silent, no one responding
>I don't say anything and look out the window to confirm the car is gone
>walk into other room to find my other sister (who doesn't live with us) laying on the couch
>tell her I'm starting to see things, hallucinate
>she tells me she's not even here right now. She's at work (last night I found out she is infact working today)
>I see a piece of paper in cursive writing that I read "I'm starting to see things, I'm going crazy"
>say to myself "I need to wake up"
>wake up, can barely open my eyes
>for a second, I don't even know where I am
Any other dreams stories? Mine isn't really scary but it kind of makes me think of people in comas. Does it feel like that? Like you know you're sleeping but you can't wake up?

Don't remember the year.
For example:
Sep '98 his phone call
Apr '99 our phone call
Apr `98 he died
It's not bullshit... but I don't have an answer.

Did this happen in the town of Gettysburg, PA?

I have a single paranormal experience, and I'm not into any of that stuff at all. I don't believe in magic and spirits and ghosts and afterlife or whatnot. Anyhow, I'll try to be brief:

>be me over a decade ago, super edgy teen
>actually am clinically depressed but I found out years later
>first gf at the time dumps me for an older cuck (she was 7 year older)
>I had decided to kill myself years ago, so I thought it was a good opportunity to do so
>I was hanging around with a guy right after I got dumped
>I decide to kill myself the next day (and attempted so, but since I'm typing this it obviously failed)
>we walk around the city
>saturday night, terrible traffic and noise
>suddenly I think I'm hearing some sort of music
>I ask the guy "dude, do you hear this music?"
>of course he didn't hear shit
>10 minutes later I think I'm hearing it again
>dude, can't you hear that? it's from the matrix OST
>nope.jpg
>we continue to walk around and an hour later we end up close to the pier
>suddenly hear the music again
>it's actually getting close this time
>getting closer to the conservatory
>there's someone playing solo piano
>it's the Matrix OST - Clubbed to Death
>it was the same track I could listen from 3 miles away over an hour ago in the clusterfuck of the trafficky streets
>me and guy are fucking "wat"

link related, it's the part I could listen over and over when walking around, and it's actually the part that was being played in the piano
youtu.be/pFS4zYWxzNA?t=2m56s

That's not the point dumbass. If /x/ didn't exist then there would be no problem, but if it's fucking purpose is for PARANORMAL. I.e if someone requested something wouldn't you send him to /qst/

I see. I thought you meant he called Sept '98 and in April '99 they said he died last year. He could have died October '98 by and technically been last year. I see what you mean now though. Spooky.

No
Rural Norway

It was a really old farm and the people who lived there before have died there. There was also a guy who got chopped up by some farm equipment in the barn

>there I was, I just opened the door
>I got on the floor, and I walked the dinosaur.
True story.

Not paranormal but a demonic possesion, I think:
>a friend was in jail
>raped with his "neighbours"
>he ins't a rapist/pedophile or something like that
>just a drug dealer
Why they would rape him? I don't understand.

LOL dude XD I've never heard that before!!! XD

Power outage maybe?

I can't explain in details because my english sucks. In April was his death anniversary.
I don't believe in ghost and all that stuff but "it" is my paranormal experience.

Shadow people, look it up

I know right? I'm super original.

Honestly it depends. Sup Forums can contain anything. Some boards cross over better than others. Eg. /out/ topics wouldn't go over well because people from out rarely visit Sup Forums but this thread is doing well because people like it so why push it to /x/ where we wouldn't see it?

Basically yeah we tell people to go to other boards but only if Sup Forums can't help. Ya know?

>Be 8/9yo don't remember exactly
>Having dinner in my small kitchen with dad and mom
>Have this microwave just right next to me
>Can't help but look at my reflection on it and find it strange
>Parents starts to make fun of me
>They ask who I'm looking at
>Then I start to feel strange and I say "It's Aurélien"
>Parents are petrified, mom is looking at me but she can't say anything, she starts to cry.
>Dad take me out of the kitchen and says we have to talk
>My parents never told me before this incident and I had never heard that name before but prior to having me they had a baby who died at birth and his name was Aurélien.

My parents do believe in that kind of stuff. I for myself I'm totally down to earth but this is kind of weird I have to admit, the way the name came by was almost like I was being told to.

I understand now. It's definitely paranormal.

>raped by his "neihgbours", maybe?
It's a satanic sec. In my country they do the same things.

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>be 16
>before sleep at night
>i asked my mom to get me proper thick curtains
>so street light and sun in the morning won't shine in my room
>almost completely dark
>close my eyes and try to sleep
>hear some tumbling and rustling
>i think the door opened as i feel a light breeze >fantasy rushes on about monsters that can't touch me while i'm under my blankets
>too afraid to open my eyes
>still feel a presence next to my bed
>something is watching me
>i realize my blanket was slightly lifted on the right
>something gently touches my cock and begins to massage it through my trunks
>i can't help but get a diamond hard erection
>feel precum leeking down
>guessing from the fingers and hand size it must be my little sister
>she's been very curious lately
>keep laying and try to breathe evenly
>her little hand slides into my trunks and she grabs me very gently
>starts to rub my cock then explores my ballsack
>her little thumb massages the head
>i wanted to cum really badly at this point so helped her in the work by throbbing my cock by moving some muscles
>still closed eyes with poker face i take deep breaths to enjoy her scent
>finally cum a gallon in her hand and keep pumping jets even after she jerked her hand back in awe
>hear her panting next to my bad
>i don't want to scare her
>she stands there for a while then leaves sneakily
>i fall asleep in my cum soaked underwear
>wake up
>realize i don't have a little sister
>what happen?

Welp, I'll throw my greentext here.

>Be me
>Be many years ago
>Be married to worthless shitbag of a woman (divorce inc 3 months after this event)
>Be in bed at night
>Wake up for some random reason
>Turn and toss
>Can't sleep
>Decide to look over my ex-wife's way
>Huh
>Why the fuck is she leaning up like that?
>Looks like she's leaning on her side, head propped up on her hand
>Arm making that triangle shape
>Looks like her head's pointed down at the pillow
>The stupid bitch fall asleep that way?
>"Ex-wife?" I whisper (obviously not her real name)
>Hand moves up to touch to see if she reacts
>I'm not feeling anything
>I must not be close enough to actually touch her, it's dark
>Keep moving hand
>It goes straight through
>The fuck?
>Am I looking at this wrong?
>Arm goes completely through
>It's now obscuring my vision of her
>Wow, I feel retarded
>Move my hand away to get a better look
>IT'S LOOKING RIGHT AT ME
>THAT FACE
>IT ISN'T EX-WIFE BUT I KNOW THAT FACE
>IT'S SMILING AT ME
>I CAN SEE IT EVEN IN THE PITCH BLACKNESS OF THE DARK BEDROOM
>I frantically flail my hand around until I can feel flesh and shake it violently
>That useless whore can at least be good for a meat shield
>She stirs and grumbles, "The fuck, user?"
>I look down and stammer, "E-ex wife, l-l-look...!"
>...
>... it's gone

cont'd

My heart breaks.

>Who's that little girl in my room? Oh it's my little sister!
>Oh wait I don't have a sister!!!
How

Goblins

>be me half a year ago or so
>wake up due to my flatmate making noise
>typing on his keyboard very loudly and consistantly
>try to fall asleep again
>doesnt really work
>typing stops
>about to fall asleep
>suddenly remember my roommate slept at his gf's place
>WHATTHEHELL
>check all rooms
>nobody there
>check door for signs of damage/burgular
>nothing
>can't get back to sleep obviously
>tell flatmate about it, he can't explain, has been at his gf's for all night and day until evening

I once had something happen to me that I can't explain, but it's far from paranormal. It's just unexplainable to me.

Succubus

Learn einstein faggot synchro is never possible.

Greentext now faget

>Lamp turned on
>Nothing's there on her side of the bed
>Nothing sitting, standing, or crawling
>Nothing staring and smiling at me
>That face...
>"You probably just had a bad dream, you idiot"
>I was fucking wide-awake
>Whatevs
>Light goes back off
>I take comfort in the fact that I'm now at least aware that something may be here
>And that I can easily shove fatty off toward it and run like hell if I need to
>Sleep eventually comes to me
>Suddenly wake to thunderstorm
>Lightning bright enough to flash through the window
>Rain pelting the house hard enough to be unmistakably audible
>Shiiiiit
>I'm never gonna get to sleep, am I?
>Turn over again
>... ex wife isn't in her side of the bed
>The covers have been tossed over, like she's gone to the bathroom
>At least I'm not the only one
>... the bathroom light isn't on
>"... ex wife?"
>IT STARTS SCREAMING
>THAT SCREAM I'VE HEARD BEFORE
>THAT SCREAM THAT LEAVES ME PARALYZED AND SOBBING
>IT'S HERE
>IT'S RIGHT UNDERNEATH ME
>Heavy footsteps approach me
>The room is being illuminated by flashes of lightning
>Heavy, heavy boots
>The footsteps are right in the room with me
>Getting closer
>Getting to my side of the bed
>I DON'T SEE FUCKING ANYTHING
>THEY'RE GETTING CLOSER
>THEY'RE ALMOST HERE
>THE SCREAMING IS OUT FROM UNDER THE BED AND RIGHT NEXT TO ME
>I wake to my ex-wife, in a rare moment of tenderness, shaking me awake
>I was whimpering in my sleep
>I'm completely shaken
>Leave the lamp on the rest of the night, obviously don't sleep

End... for now. Have had other similar experiences for months after the divorce.

>be me
>be 8 years old
>parents are out
>uncle is babysitting
>watching scooby doo 2 monsters unleashed with him
>is pretty good
>he puts his arm around me
>think nothing of it
>movie ends
>uncle takes me to bed
>tucks me in
>kisses me goodnight
>on the mouth
>goddamnhomo.mpeg
>he rams his tongue don't my throat
>he pins me to the bed
>get scared
>cry
>stops making out with me
>pulls down my pants
>licks my prepubescent cock
>pulls down his pants
>erect.wav
>he rams my petite asshole for at least 15 minutes
>pulls out
>cums
>mfw he ghosts fly out of his weiner

Wat

>Travelled back in time
>Woke up back at current date with wounds on my body

The closest thing to paranormal in my life was the first times I suffered from sleep paralysis.

So? Some boards are shit for their topic. Sup Forums remains the most visited, and that's reason enough to post here if you want a large response. Stop being so fucking dense, you autistic piece of shit.

a girl once talked to me

kek

I suffered that things too. Not paranormal but scary as fuck.

i once introduced a mid 19th century spirit to anthro snake porn

I've noticed other boards aren't as popular as Sup Forums
Some boards have threads that haven't died in 2 months because of how slow threads move

Could be. My mother said the fax could trigger sounds, although not exactly that sound, so who knows.

Girlfriend had a vision in that house, an old woman with a small face appeared to her mind. It wasn't a dream. We both left that night.

That time you almost weren't a faggot, spooky.

>be 9 y/o
>watching tv in my family room
>its about 9 in the morning i think
>still tired watching saturday morning cartoons
>my dog has a cast on his leg because he fell down some steps
>suddenly start hearing rapid hard steps in my kitchen
>think its just my dog because of the cast
>look over and see him lying down staring at the kitchen
>mom is asleep upstairs, dog is growling at kitchen with ears and tail perked up
>footsteps get faster and more rapid, almost like someones pacing with boots on

Now to clarify I live near a major civil war battlefield, and there are shit tons of unmarked graveyards all over.

>start panicking, think theres a robber in the house
>scream like a little bitch for my mom
>mom doesn't respond because shes sleeping that bitch
>freak the fuck out until suddenly the sound stops
>run to the kitchen no-one is there
>nope.jpg
>run upstairs tell mom she doesn't believe me
>butwhowaskitchen.png

WHO WAS LITTLE SISTER

That is why owning a gun is nice

Ur doggo is a clumsy fegt

You are an awful house guard.

>be me, 6 years old home alone
>uncle Terry wants to show me a magic trick
>asks me to sit on his lap
>"feel my thumb in your butt?"
>"yeah uncle Terry"
>"how about NOW"
>he shows both hands but I still feel his thumb
>"omg how did you do that"
>wait a minute
>I don't have an uncle Terry
>turn around and no one was there
>still felt his thumb up my butt

Heard some bangs on the ceiling
Saw white mist n.a. anifest and dissapate the same direction it xame
Seen black mist 8ft tall
Heard running on my basement stairs
Hallucinated grudge style white dress girl multiple times at home

Fuck, that's scarifying.

11 years later and he's still running into walls

>Learn einstein faggot synchro is never possible.

Synchronicity happens a lot. You're probably thinking of another concept. You dumb cunt.

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>me and friend hang out, be like 14y
>playing around with a circular pendant on a string
>spin it around, holding the knot of the string in my hand
>ring flies of, drops to the floor
>pick it up, check where it's broken
>it's not broken
>did the string... no, string intact as well
>wtf
>hey friend check this, did I miss something?
>nope
>scratch head
>check again
>wtf²
>my science where are you when I need you the most?

See? Boring, but I still don't get how it happened.

So it was just a dream?

>ex-wife?

Best part of your story.

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