Frighten me. Go ahead. Please.

themuffinman16

I, also, had one of those out of body experiences when I was younger, after a bad accident, but it was comforting, and not scary at all.

ohannabelle

My daughter had a similar thing with crows, is why I wondered. She was terrified of them for a while. A crowphobic. A crowbia. But when the worst thing happened and the evil crow dream prophecy came true, she just ceased being afraid of them. I wondered if it worked the same- once the dreaded predicted event had passed. 

PrincessOfHavoc

Another one -

My paternal grandmother, Sarah, died on New Years Eve, 1990. I don't really remember her, but Grandpa was always with her.

2000, Grandpa was diagnosed with end stage renal cancer and soon after entered hospice. He couldn't walk, hated even a barely damp wash cloth as he got so cold. New Years Eve, he walked to his shower, shaved, styled his hair just right, put on his best suit, then demanded a trip to the gift shop for some pink roses. Clinically, he was doing very well for a good three hours. Then started talking clearly. "Hello Mr Smith. I am James and I would like to take Sarah out tonight." Short wait "Sarah, you look beautiful. I wish these roses were as lovely. Mr and Mrs Smith, I will bring Sarah home by 9 pm."

9:03 pm - "Sarah! You are as lovely as ever, and I have your favorite roses."

9:05 pm - Grandpa stopped breathing and had no heart rate.

2001 - My dad was on call New Years Eve. We left him a plate of our typical NYE meal. In the fridge. Under foil. My siblings and I head out for the night. Dad got home before any of us and looked in fridge. Foil was still entirely covering the plate, the plate was obviously not clean, but the food was gone.

Ever since, all of us leave a plate for Grandma and Grandpa. It's always gone come morning.

I may have let Grace know they usually stop by and we will leave her a plate also.

I remember trying to explain that to someone years ago, and they still refuse to ever come over because it's too fucked up and none of us see a problem.

Final one

I was toddler age and darted away from my mom and was heading to the street after my ball. All the sudden I fell like I was shoved back. The car that would have hit me slammed on his brakes thinking he'd hit a dog. I'm bawling, not because of falling, but Sam Puppy got hit. Mom managed to convince the driver Sam was my imaginary dog and he only hit my ball.

Mom had seen Baxter and Sam, her German Shepherds from when she was tiny, chase after me. Baxter shoved me down and wouldn't let me stand up. Sam had run into the street for my ball.

I think I have been around ghosts too long.

Chipmunk415

I've got one from a former teacher of mine....

She,her husband, and the kids moved into a house that had been built sometime in the 1940s. It had undergone renovations in the 70s and again in the mid 90s. (this is important later).

Her husband was a big, burly, no nonsense type. Not one to believe in ghosts or anything remotely paranormal. One night, Teacher comes home with the kids to find EVERY single light on, including exterior lights. She finds her husband sitting in the living room with a wide eyed look of terror on his face. After getting the kids to bed, she gets the story out of him...

He was doing some laundry, scrubbing stains out of work clothes in the sink next to their washing machine, when he felt something staring at him. Turns around, nothing there. Turns back to scrubbing, and the feeling intensified. Turned around again, and there's a little girl, wearing a night dress, standing there staring at him. They stare at each other for about 2 minutes, when he realizes he can see through her. She leaned forward and whispered "wait a minute."

He hauled ass out of the laundry area, slammed the door, turned on all the lights, and waited for his wife to get home.  They later learned that before the renovations in the 70s, the laundry room had been a bathroom. A 7 year old girl was playing with her brother, when he locked her in the bathroom. She pounded on the door, crying, while the brother responded she'd have to wait a minute before he'd let her out. Turning in frustration, the child slipped on a puddle and broke her neck when she hit the edge of the bathtub.

Regarding dreams about what will happen...in college I had a particularly vivid dream about a car accident where a car plowed into a street corner that I was standing on. In the dream, I was in fact killed after being pinned between the hood of the car and the light pole. Some weeks later, I realized I was wearing the same outfit as in the dream, and had to cross that particular street at a corner. I chose to go to a different corner than the one in my dream. No sooner had I pressed the button to be able to walk, then I heard a huge crash. Turn around, there's the car from my dream, slammed into the pole. Fortunately, no one else was on that corner. I'd have been killed instantly if I'd been standing there.

charlieyankee03

Oooh, ooh, my turn! I have two stories:

1) When I was probably 6 or 7, my father was a private pilot for a man that used to let us use his plane to visit family in NC. The first time we flew, I was sitting in the back playing Disney Yahtzee with my mom. Without warning, I looked out the window, waved and said 'Hi Great Grandma Yankee!'. My mom was floored. We did not grow up religious, but my father's grandmother had died just a few weeks after I was born and for some reason I felt this strong connection to her. I saw nothing wrong with saying hi to her when we flew through the clouds. Apparently I did this every time we flew for several years.

2) When I was 18 and heading for college, my mom and step-dad bought a house several miles away from my hometown. It was built in the 1950's and my step-dad took me to see it before they bought it. I walked in and immediately felt like something wasn't right. I told them not to buy it but they didn't listen to me.

I left for college out of state and only stayed there sporadically in the years that followed. Fast forward about 4 years and I had driven up from GA to visit for a few weeks. I got there in time for dinner and then went out to meet friends. I came home after midnight and brought my bags in to my room. I was going back out to my car for my laptop when I heard someone say 'Are you going back out?' It was a woman's voice that I assumed was my mother. I stepped back from the doorway and looked up to the balcony in front of their bedroom. Their door was open (it usually was so the dogs could go in and out), but there was nobody on the balcony.

I told my mom about it the next morning and she said she had heard the voice too and assumed I was talking to a friend. She then told me that there was an elderly couple who had both died in the house at separate times. Her and my stepdad see and hear them often. I made the mistake of telling FI about this and he will not go anywhere in the house by himself when we visit.

hellosweetie1015

I got the scariest thing you could possibly ever hear.

My go to Christmas-music station? Already playing Christmas music.

And I'm 110% a-okay with it. 

charlieyankee03

hellosweetie1015 said:

I got the scariest thing you could possibly ever hear.

My go to Christmas-music station? Already playing Christmas music.

And I'm 110% a-okay with it. 

@hellosweetie1015 I would totally be okay with this too! I've already been trolling Netflix for Christmas movies. The one time of the year I regret that we don't have cable is when I don't have access to Hallmark channel's Christmas movies...

ohannabelle

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hellosweetie1015 said:

I got the scariest thing you could possibly ever hear.

My go to Christmas-music station? Already playing Christmas music.

And I'm 110% a-okay with it. 

This could potentially be a full blown horror story. For instance, if they played that horrific Christmas Shoes song, I might react by pouring gasoline into my ears and lighting them on fire.

charlieyankee03

I can't believe they made that song into a movie. Poor life choice, Rob Lowe.

hellosweetie1015

...I think I might be the only person on the planet that occasionally likes that song...

I absolutely 100% agree that a movie based off of it would be god-awful.

ohannabelle

My kids like to torture me with that song, and have threatened to buy the movie for me, just to watch me implode. I seriously hate schmaltzy badly written crap, and that song is a particular thorn in my ear. I swear, it follows me around. I have an almost unreasonable hatred for it. The movie? No. Please. There would have to be an additional level of hell built with a viewing screen. That's the only place I can imagine watching it.

goldchocobo.defunct635829490514903826

I have a few anecdotes:

1. One of my old coworkers lived in an old school house.  Ages ago, a man was struck and killed by a vehicle outside of the establishment.  The man was known to peek in their windows and they got used to him.  One time, my coworker was having lunch with a friend near the kitchen window and the man walked by the window.  The friend shrieked but my coworker said he meant no harm, he was just checking in on the children that were no longer there.  He's been known to round the corners on the house and disappear, as well as walk on the road at the front of the house.

There was another man with a tall hat on that was actually in the house.  He was not nice.  My coworker described a time where the man in the hat was at the foot of her bed and she was paralyzed with fear.  She closed her eyes and when she opened then, he was closer.  She closed her eyes and forgot how to breathe.  When she struggled and opened them again, he was gone.  She has never seen the man with the hat since.

2. My father told a story of when I was born, my mother had me in my bassinet in the room with them.  My father woke up in the night to see a floating light at the foot of the bed.  Unsure of what to make of it, he watched the light drift over to my bassinet.  My father got protective and sat up to come to my aid.  The light seemed to dissipate then.  He never saw the light again.  To this day, he says it was my grandmother (his mother) who visited me.  She died of colorectal cancer years before, and always wanted a granddaughter.  He says I am a lot like her, and he says she just wanted to meet me just once.  It's an emotional story, because I wish I could meet the woman I was similar to, but we couldn't seem to cross paths in this life and we will meet in the next.

3. My grandfather died on my brother's birthday in October (which is next week) and his presence was felt in many places.  He was a Type 1 diabetic, and after his death my mother would notice chocolate vanish in the breakroom for the small business we owned (and only my mother and father had the key to).  No evidence of mice, but the foil wrapped chocolate balls would disappear.  She checked the garbage, behind furniture, nothing.  Not even a foil wrapper.  My father is a type 1 diabetic and doesnt eat chocolate in those quantities.  As it went missing, my mother would yell "I know it's you [grandpa] and those chocolates are expensive!"  

4.  My brother works night shift and was sleeping when both my parents were out and I was home alone.  It was dark and gusty.  We have a huge front window and I felt the urge to look out of it but there was nothing there.  I was little nervous and decided to lock the front door.  As I went to the front door, I opened the screen door to check on the porch (we have cats and I wanted to see if one wanted in).  As I looked out to the road I saw a man I did not recognize (we live in a small town of less than 400 people) he was in his 30's and wearing a button down shirt and jeans, something not great for the misty gusty october day.  His eyes met mine and he turned toward me and started walking toward me with purpose.  I slammed the door, locked it, and ran to get my brother (I'm his big sister mind you) and told him there's someone coming to the door.  My brother got up and went to the door (this was maybe 60 seconds later).  No one. Nothing.  He checked the street and there was no one.  He vanished.  I felt ridiculous for dragging my brother out of bed.  I apologized.  Usually he jokes with me but this times he said "It's okay.  I believe you."

I never saw the shadowman again, but I won't forget how he turned and starting walking in my direction, like he knew who I was and had been looking for me.  

themuffinman16

When I was in high school, one of my teachers told the class a story about his wife.  She went to Lilydale, which is a witch's association in a town, not far from my high school. My teacher's wife and a bunch of her girlfriends went there for readings. The fortune teller put their fortune on a piece of paper and told each of them not to open it until they got home. When the friends got to their homes, they told each other, on the phone, what their fortune said.  One of the women did not make it home. Her husband informed her friends, the next day that she got into a fatal car accident and had a blank sheet of stationary in her purse that said Lilydale at the top.  Her paper was blank, because, apparently, she was not going to have a future. That story always gave me the heeby jeebies. I just tell myself it is an urban legend, even though this teacher was not the sort to make up stories.

morewineplease

OK not a story but if you are still looking to kill some time and get a scare try to find this on netflix 

Frontier(s) http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0814685/  

AuroraRose41

Oh I have another one. Nothing ever happened to me during college, but I have many friends who have witnessed things. My college town had many buildings that were haunted. One of the fraternities was well known for being haunted, and they have a haunted house each year where they actually tell the stories of the ghosts known to haunt the house.

The two main ones are the White Lady and the Butler. The family that lived in the house in the 1800's was very wealthy, but also wanted to keep their wealth in the family, so there was a lot of interbreeding. The white lady was the daughter of the rich man, and was set to be married to her uncle. She opposed the marriage, and was locked in a room in the house the night before her wedding day. The next morning when the family went to get her ready for her wedding, they found her hanging in the closet with her wedding dress on.

The white lady haunts mostly that room that she hung herself in, and the brothers won't let any women stay in that room. That's because on numerous occasions, whenever a girlfriend of a brother was staying the night, the white lady would apparently appear and scream at the woman to get out.

The butler was in one of the underground tunnels leading back to the main village (yes, they actually exist; I have seen them. They run between 4 houses in the town). He was in one of them when it collapsed on him. The family brought him back to the house and treated him very well in his final days. He is known for playing pranks on brothers, but also being very helpful to people, such as opening doors and things like that.

My sorority sister did actually have an experience with the butler. She was dating a brother at the time, and she was on her way out of the house and the front door swung open for her. It was a heavy door, and there is no way the wind could have done that. She thanked him as she left.

And there are also ghosts of children who play in the basement. They can be heard bouncing balls and such. Many of the family's children were born with birth defects due to inbreeding, and the ones that had birth defects were locked in the basement for their entire lives.

I have been in the house numerous times, and always felt something was off, but never had an experience of my own.

LINK for more info

vulpiepop

I don't know if you guys have seen/read this but it made me scream the first time I was linked to it by one of my best friends. Enjoy! Clicky

goldchocobo.defunct635829490514903826

vulpiepop said:

I don't know if you guys have seen/read this but it made me scream the first time I was linked to it by one of my best friends. Enjoy! Clicky

GAWD I forgot all about that.  That thing scares the piss out of me EVERY TIME.

novella1186

ohannabelle said:

novella1186 said:

In a town near where I grew up, there's an old creepy cemetery. In the middle of this cemetery, there's a big tombstone from the early 1900s. On the back of the tombstone are the engraved words: Knock three times and they shall come 

I have to know. Did you have the nerve to knock?

(I would never!)

Also, yay! Excellent heeby jeebies happening here. Thank you, ladies!

Nope!

ohannabelle

vulpiepop said:

I don't know if you guys have seen/read this but it made me scream the first time I was linked to it by one of my best friends. Enjoy! Clicky

WHY is that so scary??? I was holding the IPad away from me like something was going to jump out of it!

porkchops926

My fiance sees dead people sometimes. He told me about it when we first got together and we both didn't really know what to think of it. He did a lot of boxing 10 years ago, and suggested that it might be due to something like scarring on the brain possibly. Not that either one of us are doubters, but we always try to go for the most logical explanation. Anyway, he gets a certain look on his face, that I can tell when it's happening, when he sees them. It frightens me so much that I actually started to hope that it WAS scarring.

Anyway, a few months back the dog was in the backyard, around the side of our house with a view of the street. She starts going nuts. I mean, bristling, growling, whining. She's a territorial dog, so I've seen her do this with other dogs, strangers, etc. But when I went out to see what she was looking at, there was nothing. Not even a squirrel. Dead quiet other than the dog. I couldn't drag her away. She was fixed on this one spot in front of the house on the road. So I go inside where my fiance is, and said "I don't know what she's barking at there's nothing in the road." He gets up and looks out the window and says "yes there is". Even though I was terrified I had to know. He described that there was a teenage kid standing in the road with a head injury. He could see his skull and scars from an autopsy. That was what solidified it for me.

The poor guy is a resident at a hospital. He sees people in there all the time, some with horrific injuries, others seem like people that just used to work there. Now I completely believe him but feel terrible that he has to deal with that.

PrincessOfHavoc

ohannabelle said:

vulpiepop said:

I don't know if you guys have seen/read this but it made me scream the first time I was linked to it by one of my best friends. Enjoy! Clicky

WHY is that so scary??? I was holding the IPad away from me like something was going to jump out of it!

Yeah, I was expecting one of the videos where something jumps out suddenly.

I'm probably cursing myself, but I've never experienced a mean ghost/spirit. Or maybe I have but since I'm too used to them, I don't react so they don't figure I'm worth bothering.

Chipmunk415

my cats will routinely stare at things that aren't there. I mean more than just staring at a wall. They sit still and just track things with their eyes, sometimes following whatever it is around the house.

 My chubber baby girl has been known to have her head tucked under my chin, only to suddenly lift it, look at something straight in front of us, then slowly "track" it passing me and behind me (as in, puts her paws up on my shoulder to peer better at it. and no, I wasn't moving at the time).

Same kitty yesterday morning (when I was typing my original post here), sat looking up at something, before starting to meow. This cat NEVER meows unless she's frightened or wants significant attention from someone/something. She was then reaching up a paw, not to swat, but like she was trying to get someone's attention politely.

What sent the shiver up my spine was to realize that yesterday marks 2 years since DH's aunt passed away. Our kitties were her kitties whom she adopted from a shelter when they were about 4 months old. They are now both 5 or 6, and I'm wondering if she came by to say hi to her girls.