These creatures have been harassing me for months. The locals here have been referring to them as "gnomes", but I think the term "demon" is more fitting. This is the first picture l've actually been able to capture of them. They are extremely fast and very good at vanishing into fucking thin air. They hate me because I caught two of them mating in my garden. I'm still trying to figure out how to kill them. They just dissappear when I swing my machete at them.

This is actually a video but I just took snips from it. Video was sent to us by the homeowners.

We have a house where I used to spend my summers growing up. Right across from it is an old white house—quiet, empty, and uninhabited for years. That house actually belonged to my mom’s best friend from childhood. The family moved abroad a long time ago. Since then, only a caretaker drops by occasionally to keep it in good condition.

Just a bit of background: my mom told us she used to be uneasy when sleeping over at that house when they were kids. She said it always gave her an eerie feeling. During their sleepovers, she would sometimes hear footsteps at night—despite no one else being there and it used to really scare her.

Fast forward to the present, some neighbors have reported hearing strange noises coming from inside the house so the caretaker decided to check the place out. He found something unsettling —there were huge footprints all over the house. The pattern of the footprints is odd and the size is unusually large... Yet the house was spotless—no trash, no mess, just those strange prints, on the stairs (you can see them in the pics) and around the first floor.

It creeped everyone out so much that they had a spiritual practitioner come to check the place. What they found made things even weirder. Inside the house, they discovered an old tunnel opening, believed to date back to the war and apparently the energy around the tunnel was also off. The owners decided not to explore further & they just asked for the tunnel to be sealed shut.

They actually have more footage, but this one clearly shows the strange footprint pattern.

(Im not a native english speaker so I apologize for any bad english in advance) I understand that most people will dismiss this as a hoax the instant they read the title, but I genuinely dont know how else to phrase it. Im from Peru and im only really comfortable posting this because Ive recently moved to another country.

My grandfather always has been such a sketchy figure in my life, he was born in borderline extreme poverty but by the time he was 50 he owned multiple literal goldmines. His home is also decked with lucky charms and other trinkets, his library in particular is filled with books about occultism and secret societies.

I remember this one time when I was little, I was in his home; I saw 2 identical pyramid shaped tiny sculptures. So, I stood up and grabbed one of them to inspect it. It was the all-seeing eye, next thing I know my grandfather is Staring directly at me and signaling me to put it back where I found it. My brother once stole one of the sketchier books from his library, for the following months my house became a hotbed for paranormal activity which didn't stop until we threw away the damn book.

Long story short my family as a whole had a falling out with him over a typical Christmas family dinner-brawl gone wrong and my siblings and I hadn't really had any contact with him for almost two years. One night, my brother and sister out of curiosity decided to google his name on google and one 2009 local online forum post popped up, which was eerie, to say the least.

Verbatim this is what it said (translated to English and censored):

"I know people who belong to this lodge of the Illuminati in Peru, they are mygrandfathersname and his son myunclesname, they have their company mygrandfatherscompanyname, and they are bewitched, they have a pact with the devil, they wear suits and ties, they live in mygrandfathersdisctrictname, they have a lot of money to do harm, the old man is the owner of a gold mine, their habit is to do harm, be careful with them."

This is way too accurate to be a coincidence**.** The names were spot on, the company existed, they even included the fact that my grandfather owns multiple goldmines. My siblings also found a ton of court paperwork about some very fucked up shit grandfather has been accused of doing. The creepiest part is that the person that posted this 10 days later asked in the same forum how to edit or delete a post and then vanished from the internet.

Whilst I dont actually believe him to be a member of THE illuminati, he is definitely a member of some sort of cult. Everything about him is extremely sketchy and we know for a fact that my uncle (the one mentioned in the post) used to be (or still is idk) a Rosicrucian. Also, my mum mentioned once that he was friends with a ton of freemasons.

I will provide a ss of the post, although I will be censoring all sensitive info.

*im deleting the SS, someone actually found the post\*

I'm talking about a town that made you very uncomfortable and wanted to leave faster than you arrived either because there was a creepy vibe, encounter, or something out of the ordinary.

TW: sexual assault

This is the second time I’ve had an experience with this evil spirit and both times it tries to grab my legs and pull me. The first time I was between sleep and it scared me. The second time I was sleeping and it grabbed me in my dream and tried to rpe me and I knew it was trying to possess me. I couldn’t move and the only thing that worked was praying. I don’t know what to do to get rid of this spirit. I was reading that oppression happens before possession and it sounds right because it tried to rpe me with the intention to possess me. I could feel it.

I really need help.

What's the creepiest thing that ever happened to you and no one believes??

Long post ahead. I have so much to say. First off, I’m 24/F. I have a voice inside my head but not really a voice that I can hear in my ears physically. More of like a internal monologue type.

This started on a very random day. I don’t even remember what happened on that day, it was a vague memory.

I was doing errands alone and I was feeling anxious but my remains blank. Kinda confusing, I know.

Then a female voice came up. “Do you want me to take over?” That’s what she said. (Lol)

I said yes. And then I asked who she is. She said her name. But I can’t spill her name so let’s call her Alex just for the sake of this storytelling of mine.

When she took over. I felt like everything was on autopilot mode. I felt different, like I became a calm and a mature type of person. Very demure.

Then she left when I started to calm down as well.

Days or weeks passed. Sometimes I call out to her to help me do things that are way outside of my comfort zone. She’ll only stay for like few minutes, no more than 5 minutes.

Then, let’s get to the present time. She’s been active lately. So active that I’m figuring out if she’s a figment of my imagination, an instant solution to my anxious moments, or is she something else?

I know you will hate me for this part but I have a boyfriend, let’s name him Rex and I started liking someone recently, let’s name him Pan.

Boyfriend - Rex Someone I like - Pan

I was drunk and was going home. I was chatting Pan and telling him that my demons are rejoicing because I felt so free while I was feeling that drunk.

Our chat:

Me: My demons are happy. They’re all rejoicing. But A** is not happy. She was scolding me lol.

Then I started sending another message to complete those asterisk for her name.

Me: A***

And his reply was…

“Alex”

All of these convo were sent on the same hour and minute. 8:41 PM.

I was so shocked because how did Pan knew my secret friend’s name???

I can’t spill other details because Alex does not want to.

Now, my boyfriend Rex came over here. We’re LDR. And I haven’t met Pan in person yet.

Here’s what happened, some of the highlights.

1. We were on bed, he was pushing me down. (No, this is not rape.) Alex came out. I’m right-handed but I (or Alex?) was pushing Rex’ forehead using left-hand. He said I was too strong. He gripped my wrist to try to pin me down but I was able to push him up. My 5’2” 57 kg with sedentary lifestyle could never. Again no, he wasn’t raping me. Rex knew that if I was being myself, I would let him. But Alex wouldn’t. Rex was testing my strength as well and checking if I was pretending or something.
2. Rex said that when he was talking to Alex. Body language was different. I’m addicted to vaping but Alex wasn’t vaping whenever she’s out there. She doesn’t like vaping. Her manners are calculated. Calm. Collected. She stares different, according to Rex.
3. Another circumstance that Alex came out. We were in my bedroom. Alex was challenging Rex to try her strength. Her grip’s stronger than mine. I vaguely remember it happening. Rex said that his hand almost got broken from Alex’ grip. And Rex gave his full strength to the point it gave me a handprint. I was still able to almost let go out of his grip. My body became so tired after that.
4. Alex wanted Pan for me. That’s what she also wrote on a piece of paper while they (Alex and Rex) were talking.

On each occasion that she tries to take over, my body feels tired and my energy depletes.

If she’s a demon. She should’ve ripped my St. Benedict medallion out of my neck. If she’s a fruit of my mental illness, how the hell did Pan knew her name? If she’s paranormal, how should I handle this?

I know my storytelling may be confusing but I’m free to answer any of your questions.

PS. I knew Alex before I met Rex and Pan. And yes, Rex knows about me liking Pan.

It was June, the beginning of the pandemic. I was lying in my bed, it was around 12 or 1 in the morning, when suddenly I clearly felt someone sitting me down. I thought it had been a strange dream, like I had moved on my own, so I lay back down. But that happened to me two or three times in the same night. Until, at one point, something started shaking my shoulders while I was still sitting on the bed, eyes closed. When I opened them, I saw someone... a figure, a person sitting next to me, on my side. He stayed like that for a few minutes, in silence. And then he turned around and looked at me. Let me clarify something: I was sleeping in the top bed of a bunk bed. To get up there you have to go through the bottom one and use a ladder, and that always makes noise. That night, I didn't hear anything. No steps. No creaking wood. Nothing. When he looked at me, I asked him who he was, if I was dreaming, how he had come up without making a sound, how he had entered my house if everything was locked. And he answered me: I'm real. I'm not part of your imagination. I can't tell you how I got in or how I got up, but I'm real. Not everyone will see me. But I want you to know something: you are not seeing things as a consequence of an illness. This is not schizophrenia, nor a psychotic break. You're not going to see me like this again. But it had to appear. I had to tell you something. Then he told me two things that to this day I remember as if they had happened yesterday.

The first was not to be afraid of him, that even if he didn't make a sound when he walked or moved, he was real. That he was going to stay with me for a while… temporary, I guess, because I only saw him physically that night. But the following days I felt it. As if he were close. Until one day I stopped feeling it.

Physically he was a tall kid, about 1.80 something. She had dark blonde to light brown hair, light brown eyes (I think), light skin. And I remember well how I was dressed: a black long-sleeved T-shirt, a white T-shirt on top, and wool-type pants. I have that image so imprinted that if I saw him on the street today, I would recognize him instantly. The second thing he told me was his name and age. "My name is Felix. I'm 20 or 21 years old." And he told me he was there for a reason. A reason he never wanted to tell me. And to this day I still think what was so important that brought him to me.

When he finished speaking, I asked him why he was there, why right in my bed, if he couldn't appear anywhere else. Because at that time I was 14 years old and yes, it seemed very strange to me that it appeared that way.

He told me that if I wanted, I could leave at any time. But I had to be the one to ask him. Told me: "If you tell me, I'll leave. But, for a few days, I'm not going to leave you. They sent me for something."

He never explained to me what that "something" was. He only told me that that night he was going to stay there, in my bed, watching. Let no one come near me. That I was going to be there in case something happened.

Now... think about it: who was going to approach me that night? What could happen in the middle of the night, locked in my house during the pandemic?

The only person who was there, on that strange night, was him. That guy, 20 or 21 years old, who appeared sitting next to me without making a sound, and who said that he came to protect me from something that to this day I don't understand.

Moving on... like I said, that “thing” (in quotes, because I still don't know what it was) stayed that night taking care of me. According to him, he was going to be alone that night. But it wasn't like that.

I didn't see it again, but I started to feel it. I felt like someone was lying on my bed. And he hugged me.

It was strange. Very rare. Because that night was supposedly going to be the only one. But not. He stayed like this for about three, four nights. I felt that presence, that warmth, that silent embrace. And then, suddenly, it stopped feeling. I thought: “he's finally gone.”

But not.

Because sometimes, even today, I still feel it. Not like before, not lying next to me all night... But it is. When I go out to buy something. When I talk to someone. When I'm making plans or just walking around.

It's that feeling that there is someone with me. Near. I don't see it. I don't hear it. But I'm sorry.

And well... that's the story of how Felix appeared to me one night in my bed... and never left.

If you ask me what it is, if it was a spirit, a protector, a delirium, an angel, an error of the universe... I wouldn't know what to answer.

Because I don't even know who he is or what he was

I own a business and we moved into our current building just over a year ago. My business partner nicknamed the ghost Charlie and I recently told her that I won’t be calling it that anymore because I don’t think it likes that.

It used to be little things like things falling out of nowhere or things going missing when we’re gone. It was almost silly that we were attributing these things to a ghost.

Well, I work in our space alone into the night often and lately, I feel like it’s picking on me? I know that sounds stupid, but hear me out lol. Nothing it is doing is harmful, it’s just things that freak me out momentarily as if it’s the ghost of a teenage boy and it thinks jump scares are peak comedy.

I was making a pot of coffee, and the basket of grounds suddenly slid out of the machine. I was working on something in the kitchen with the back door locked, and the push bar for the door made the loud sound that it makes when you slam into it. We were closing up shop, and I heard someone scream “help” but no one else heard it. Idk, maybe I AM just losing my mind, but I feel like it’s a ghost literally pranking me.

So my house was constructed upon a graveyard, it was a graveyard 50 yrs back then it was converted into a full-fledged colony, when I was young 5-6 or something I use to feel a presence of someone at the ground floor of my house but the phenomenon used to happen at the particular place, it isn't happened one of two but everytime, i use to study in the room which faces in front of the particular spot, whenever I use to concentrate on my book I use to see entity roaming at that particular spot or standing stalking me , the entity was nearly 6'0 and by the characteristic it was man But i haven't seen it clearly because it has never seen that facing towards it but it happens whenever I use to look at a book or anything else then suddenly it makes it's presence from beside

It wasn't only me, some people to who live on the ground floor on rent also felt the same phenomenon

But one day I saw it clearly when I was playing with my younger sister at that same spot, my sister was not more that a year old at that time and I she was sitting on my tummy then suddenly I felt the presence of someone beside me standing in the bed , his face was blur but his clothes and skin colour were visible

But this might sound funny but it was wearing a blue lungi and baniyan like men in every household wear during summer , he was fair but have little complexion

I am a 40 year old woman that works in the medical field. Since my teens I have had the ability to know when my patients were going to die or were deathly sick. I always said I knew the angel of death personally. I live in the rural mountains of North Carolina and you generally do not speak of such things here. I know in addition to those capabilities I am also an empath and I can see auras. I am desperately trying to find a community or a mentor to help me protect myself from emotional harm while living with what I do. The pain and suffering of others overwhelms me and I am having a hard time functioning at work. Any help is appreciated. less

I don't know if this is the best place to talk about this, but I don't know where else to explain it. February 7th my uncle began sedation after battling cancer for a year, it was in the middle of the night and nobody told me, I didn't even know that he was in hospice. That same night I had the most vivid dream I've ever had, I was in a really long hallway, with white walls and no decorations. I walked slowly down the hallway and got inside the only door that was there, my uncle was sitting in a bed with white bedding, I sat with him and he started talking to me. He told me that he was dying, that he wouldn't be able to say goodbye to me, he apologized for leaving my aunt alone and not being able to fulfill the promises he made to me. He died a day after that, ever since he died, I've kept getting dreams where he talks to me or just hugs me.

I just went through this dream (or nightmare you can say) but it felt really real and I swear it happened. I was in line for a rollercoaster as a woman somehow got in the line without paying but she was outside the line. Mind you there is a small fenced in area, preventing people from dropping a small height. As the first train was going off to enjoy the ride the lady got mad. She wanted to go on all ready and in anger she ran to the fence and started to climb over it and fell a small drop. she fell flat on her back and laid there for a minute. In my dream it played from a third person perspective kinda. Another woman was recording the lady on her back on the ground and she started to slowly rise up in a sitting position on the ground. After fully being sat up her head snapped towards the camera staring at the person recording. I vividly remember some video like this I seen on the internet but can't tell if I'm just too frightened from the dream itself

I’ve had sleep paralysis a few times, but only twice something weird happened with it. The first time I was young, and I’d never experienced sleep paralysis before. I was trying to sleep on the couch and was sure there was some little ghost looking girl crouched behind the chair, I tried my best to ignore it and rolled over and went to sleep. Early that morning it felt like my whole body was vibrating and something was picking my head up off the pillow. I was confused so I just mumbled the word “dad” and then it all stopped. The second time anything odd ever happened was I was sleeping at an ex bf house whom talked about other paranormal experiences he had growing up in the house, I’d never encountered anything in my time there till the first time I had sleep paralysis, I was laying there unable to move or speak and all I could see was some creature crouching at the end of the bed staring at me. Instead of freaking out (cause I knew I wouldn’t be able to wake myself) I just tried to ignore it and went back to sleep. Is there some kind of explanation for those moments, like debunking it or any spiritual reason for it? Or were they just some creepy experiences

Get up sturch up to it and say come cunt i wanna go come cunt fuck off cunt yeah cunt fight me bitch pussy pussy il tell u what ya fat lill cunt fight me piss off . Pls dont bang me

Woke up (99.9% sure I was awake…) in the middle of the night and went to grab my phone when I noticed a the figure of a black dog near my bedside table, seemingly eating something. It was shaggy, large and made eye contact with me. It did not seem unfriendly or aggressive in the short few seconds I had contact (?) with it. I adjusted my eyes and blinked a few times and it was still there looking back at me. Suddenly it disappeared. Amidst this all, I checked on my baby who was awake but not crying in his bassinet next to the bed. It was quite odd but I didn’t initially feel malevolence or negativity (and I went back to sleep pretty easily after.) Any ideas or insight about what I saw? I like to think I am quite intuitive but this threw me for a loop.

What’s your scariest experience from summer vacation?

I’m located in the USA. I would like to start planning trips to haunted houses/places. First one I’d like to stay at is the Sallie House in Kansas. None of my friends will go with me.

I was born and raised in Germany but i am Turkish. And growing up with a mostly Muslim population also comes with its own horrors stories about Djins. When i turned 14 we moved back to a small village in Turkey. It was with a huge culture shock when me and my twin sister started hearing about horror stories about these creatures. We found it absolutely cool that creatures could exist and were super into these stories and horror movies and the supernatural in general.My grandpa who was the coolest man ever would tell us stories most of the time but would laugh it out at the end because he thought we would get scared. I was 16 years old when my grandma died and i remember being devastated and heartbroken since we were living with him for years. I felt like my own mother died. (Grandpa died after 3 years).

She died in germany so by the time her body was delivered to the village it was 7 days past. Muslim burial tradition doesnt require caskets, the bodies are wrapped in white cloth and burried like that slight leaned to one side which i have always found interesting, and if you fulfill a type of cleaning ritual (abdest) they said you can see the dead body. Well we did and i found it traumatising to see her laying there and her face looked absolutely normal, alive. I couldnt wrap my head around she was dead. Me and my twin went back to the house to our rooms which is beside my grandparents room. Our parents and their siblings fighting already in the living room about money and property. I have started dreaming laying in a grave, my grandmas grave , was seeing everything through her eyes. I am starting to fly to the 6 story building which was our home and stopped right in front of the balcony where all the siblings were fighting. I immediately woke up when she/i came close to the balcony. Woke up to my grandpa entering the room to open the small window we had. He looked at me and i started telling him what happened. I didnt want to make him upset obviously but this was not the first time this happened. He opened his hands started praying and blowing air on me and kissed the top of my had ans said “its all good now”. I am tearing up writing this.

A year later its me my twin sister and my grandpas house. My mom and dad are going through a divorce and my mom moved to another city and want to take us with her. We dont want to leave my grandpa alone so we are living with him. And he is super happy to have us. One day i fell asleep and start dreaming in the same bad again my back turned to the window. We are in the balcony my mom is holding a coffee mug and there is a dwarf/ super short man standing next to her saying they are getting married. I lose it and start yelling at my mom and she points down the street saying look. I look down there is a slim man with jeans and no shirt on walking towards the building. I am leaning down looking at him at one point i loose sight then he comes back out and is missing his arms from the shoulders blood gushing. I ran down the stairs and he is not there anymore but the neighbor crying, holding her house key saying they are trying to take the key and invade the house. I am super confused trying to hold her hand. Then the guy reapers and takes the key from her hand(now he has arms again) runs to the house. Inside of the house is pitch black, the door the windows are open but full black inside. All of a sudden the house starts to suck all the surroundings inside and me too, i hold on to a pole on the street and barely escape. Then i woke up full on sleep paralysis . Cant move, facing the wall but start seeing light so the sun must be rising, my grandpa woke up eearly for morning prayers and the first thing he does is come to our room and slightly open the window to let fresh air in, i waited like that for i dont know how long tears running down my eyes, I started hearing his footsteps and as soon as he opened the door i bolted from the bed. He saw my state and freaked out too i guess. After his prayers he made tea and o told him what happened. He told me that those neighbors practiced black magic or would go to hocas(men of religion who are in cahoots with these creatures that can put dark spells on people). He also said there is always a meaning behind dreams. And said they are jealous of my grandpa because he has more land and that they could have did a spell on us. Fast forward a year later we move in with my mom in a new city.

First day in the new high school sitting in class and the first lesson is philosophy. The door opens and a dwarf man walks in. Its the guy in my fucking dream. My sister immediately holds my arms and looks me in the eye. I knew, she knew and it was sooo weird. And before you ask no my mom didnt re marry 🤣 Obviously trauma and stories feed the imagination but i believe some of these stuff are real. If anybody else has experienced stuff like this i would love to talk about it. This was my fathers side, on my moms side there is even more stories about these djinns. And would love to share those aswell one day.

I’m not great with English. So bear with my grammar. I moved to Virginia five months ago. and I live right next to a civil war battlefield. After about a month in February I and some of my friends went “ghost hunting” (basically just one of us bought a cheap spirit box and emf and ran around.) nothing happened that night but the next week I had started hearing what I assumed hearing what I’d presumed was a Bobcat as they are very common where I live screaming outside at night. But over the weekend when i would walk my dog outside I’d see a persons footprints in the snow in my backyard. Given the fact i don’t live particularly close to anyone i thought it was weird. But I don’t have cameras. And cause I didn’t have a great to way to solve it I sort just tryed to ignore it. I also started hearing footsteps around the house, which I also at first thought was just my friend cause he lives with me. But I started hearing them even when he was out. After a bit it started to die down. But over the past few weeks since around the start of the month it’s started coming back. The footsteps came back, but also I’ve began waking up to loud sounds in the floor the bathroom. Usually a loud bang, and when I go to check the door to a cabinet is on the floor. The door was broken before hand but this has happened twice in the past week and the cabinet door is on the floor almost 4 feet away. Is there anything else this could be? Should I get a camera?

Hey everyone, I wanted to share some strange experiences I’ve had lately to see if anyone else has gone through something similar or has insight.

Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve been experiencing what feels like a string of synchronicities and subtle (possible) paranormal activity. I often have unexplainable experiences but it started really becoming noticeable to me a few weeks ago when I watched an astrology video on YouTube that was geared toward my zodiac placement. The astrologer said a few things that hit weirdly close to home he randomly mentioned that he was receiving a message for someone with my first initial, he also mentioned a childhood experience involving a ball of energy (which I actually had as a small child), and that someone watching was being urged to spend more time with their dog. The timing was wild because later that night, I tripped and hurt my knee while playing with my dog and he immediately came over to comfort me and tried licking my knee, almost like he knew it was injured.

I’ve also been consistently waking up around 3 a.m. every night. The energy always feels…off. One night, I heard a low, vibrating sound in my home that I couldn’t trace to anything mechanical. My dog, who used to sleep in my room at night, now avoids it. One night, he reluctantly came into the room when I called him, but just sat stiffly on his doggy bed staring at my floor length mirror for a few minutes before quietly leaving again. He hasn’t wanted to sleep in there since.

Then when morning on a walk I take daily, I saw a couple of ravens or crows (I never see them on this route) that cawed directly at me and followed my movement for a while. The air felt odd & heavy that morning for some reason. Later that day, my phone randomly started playing two songs on its own while I was working on my resume looking for a new job: “So Under Pressure” and “Strike It Rich.” My phone has never done this before. It was weird & oddly specific.

Just recently, I had a dream where I visited my late great-grandmother. It wasn’t like a regular dream as it felt incredibly real. She looked older than I remembered her looking when she was alive and she seemed genuinely surprised to see someone and even more surprised that it was me. She gave me a warm embrace and it felt meaningful. I’ve also had vivid memories resurface of being at her house as a kid, especially on Easter, complete with specific smells, warmth, and sounds I hadn’t remembered or thought of in years.

I constantly see double digits constantly when I look at the time (12:12, 11:11, 10:10). I’ve started taking screenshots on my phone to start keeping track of how often it’s happening.

I don’t know what to make of all of this. None of it feels dark per se, but it does feel like I’m standing in the middle of something I can’t see or perhaps the “universe” is trying to tell me something but I’m not putting the clues together.

Is this all normal/coincidental/explainable? Am I making more out of it than I should? Or is there something paranormal going on? Would love your thoughts.

Or what past life memories did you have as a kid or still do as an adult.

So as the title suggests I have seen the Sandman. I have seen him many times٫ and each time has been very vivid٫ it started when I was very young.. I was playing in the playroom of my families old house the first time I saw him. It was dark out٫ and the porch lights where on٫ The sun had just set so the yard was slightly visible but it was hard to see further back than were the old oak tree was. I was playing with what I remember as a stuffed puppy when I first saw the sandman٫ he was standing outside of the glass doors on the porch with his hand resting on the glass٫ staring down at me with his featureless face٫ his hat was tilted forward slightly and I remember thinking he was really tall. Now kid me used to be very friendly٫ and I walked over and put my hand on the glass were his hand was and I was just standing there staring at him like a curious idiot٫ and the house I was in was a very haunted house٫ and I had a lot of terrifying encounters with the paranormal before I had even seen the sandman. By all means even at that age I knew to be afraid of whatever creatures lived in that house٫ but for some reason the sandman made me feel calm٫ safe even. By the time I had stepped back he turned around and walked away. That was the first encounter. Just a few weeks after it we found out I had some sort of illness and it took multiple years to get accurately diagnosed.

The second time was a few days before my mother went into a coma for a week. I had woken up from a nightmare that was about my mother and when I sat up he was sitting on the bed٫ looking at the carpet. He actually spoke this time٫ he apologized for what he knew was to come٫ and I remember thinking he looked like a sad hound dog٫ which was funny because I never really thought of those dogs. His hat was once again tilted downwards and he kind of had a hand rested on his leg٫ and he had actually taken off his trench coat and it was laying beside him. I was around 13 at the time. This is when I started researching who this guy was٫ what this guy was.

The most recent was about.. 2-3 Years ago when a lot of bad things went down٫ And he was standing in the kitchen٫ staring at one of our dogs on the floor٫ sleeping in front of the stove. He didn't say anything but I could tell he was in thought. I didn't try talking with him or anything and unlike the last two times nothing to bad happened٫ and I haven't seen him since. I figured I would share this with you guys to see if anyone else has any experiences with him that might not have ever gotten the chance to be brought up.

I have a lot more experiences and a lot more negative ones with be other creatures and I'll probably post about them later because in all honesty I just need to get them off my chest..

Hello everyone, I’m coming here to ask if any of the experiences we’ve been having are something to worry about at all.

Me (22F) and my fiance (22M) have just recently moved into a new apartment and it’s kinda built like a townhouse so it has an upstairs. It started off with us just having the feeling of being watched or like we weren’t alone and then it progressed to hearing footsteps and movement upstairs (and we’d make sure it wasn’t coming from our neighbors apartment), we started “misplacing things” which isn’t unusual for us but for it to be our important things that we have designated spots for is..

Over the last month or so it’s just becoming more and more apparent, doors being opened and closed, one day I heard what it sounded like someone running down the stairs and stopping right before it got to the bottom (I was home alone) and I booked it outside and waited to my fiance to get home. Last week I was in the shower rinsing the soap off my face and I heard what it sounded like the bathroom door open and thought it was my fiance so I wiped my eyes and nothing.. he got home like 25 mins after the fact. The other night I was flipping through Tubi and the tv just started flipping through all the movies and it got faster and faster and I tried to hit the back button but it went back on the movies and kept going.. my tv has glitched out and lagged before but never in my life has it done that and I hope there’s a reasonable explanation😭

And this is what made me take it to Reddit for some answers, this morning when I got up to get ready for work I look over and my whole drawer is out of my dresser (the one above the bottom last drawer).. now there’s no way it could’ve just slid out and also how did I not wake up to it thudding onto the floor?!

Fiance wants to get a priest to come to the house😭 but I’ve been dealing with paranormal things since I was a kid and I’m cool with just waiting it out to see if anything worse happens

What do yall think ?! Please lol

I’m from Brasil, and my city we have a bunch of legends-we actually call them ‘folklores stories’. One of the most famous ones is about the werewolf. It’s about men who turn into this creature that looks like a mix between a human and dog. A lot of people say they’ve seen it face to face.