Hi all

Last night I was woken up at 4am in my room by some commotion downstairs (sounded like one of our dogs wanting to be let out or something), which caused our other dog that was sleeping on my bed to start barking and run downstairs. Anyway, so Im now awake, and this is where I see something.

At the foot of the bed, I saw what looked like one of the dogs on its hind legs with front paws placed on the bed how she does when shes asking to be picked up onto the bed (white westie). Only when I looked at it again it was bigger than our dog. At this point it looked over at me and saw me watching. Then it stood completely on its hind legs and stopped leaning on the bed like how a dog would, and stood like how a human would (still Only a meter tall maybe) and just stands there watching me. Freaks me out but also felt a sense of calm when we were watching each other, I turn away to get my phone torch, look back its gone. Then I eventually go back to sleep and I wake up suddenly because I feel im being watched. Then theres this tall shadowy figure further away from the bed near the end of the room, watching me. This also dissappears when I grab the phone torch.

The dog didnt frighten me much, it didnt feel nefarious, but the second thing did.

It happened last night and it has me thinking whether it was one of those dream hallucinations when youre awake, or something else. Does it sound like anything paranormal that anyone has heard of? Not sure if im a believer, but it was so strange, especially the dog thing.

I had some sort of sleep paralysis thing a few years ago in the same room, where I woke up with a start and couldnt move and there was this figure that looked like a nun crouched in the ceiling corner at the top of the room watching me.

I’ve been thinking about this lately, and I’d love to hear everyone’s thoughts.
When it comes to spirit boxes, I understand that they scan radio frequencies and that people can interpret random sounds as words. But could there be cases where the responses are specific enough to warrant further investigation? At what point should we consider the possibility that something paranormal could be happening rather than automatically dismissing it as coincidence or auditory pareidolia?
I’m also curious about unexplained smells. People sometimes report suddenly smelling perfume, cigarette smoke, flowers, or a scent associated with a deceased loved one when there’s no obvious source. I find this interesting because smells can be incredibly distinct and recognizable. If someone smells something very specific when nothing around them seems to explain it, how can we determine whether it’s a neurological phenomenon, an environmental cause, or potentially something paranormal?
Before my anxiety about death started, I believed in the paranormal. It made me question a lot of things I previously believed in, but lately I’ve been opening myself up to the possibility again, including the idea that there could be life after death.
I understand that science looks for natural explanations, and I think that’s important. But I also wonder: How can we confidently rule out a paranormal explanation when we don’t necessarily know the cause of every individual experience? Does the lack of a confirmed scientific explanation mean something is impossible, or does it simply mean we haven’t figured it out yet?
I’d love to have a genuine discussion about this, including the scientific arguments, the limitations of the evidence, and whether anyone thinks these phenomena deserve more serious investigation.

I would just like to say this happened to me when i was about six years old, 20 years ago. I don’t really talk about this much because it was by the scariest supernatural experience I’ve ever had and trust me I’ve experienced my fair share of the spirit realm and poltergeists.

So you can imagine how i felt when i watched the famous horror movie “Smile” or even “Us” because this wasn’t just any spirit it was literally me. It was my face but she was an adult, again I was barely six years old. She had very long hair and was wearing a white gown or night dress. And she was soaking wet. She just stared at me, smiling. And i stared back at her for a while until i literally almost passed out from fear. The smile, I swear to God, was the most insidious thing I’ve ever seen. My whole life I tried to make sense of that experience because I never again saw her.

My first theory, to console myself, was maybe it was me from the future visiting my child self and i didn’t want to scare myself so i smiled? Which, yeah sounds sweet and all but smiling with deep eye contact and holding it for longer than 10 seconds, with no other form of communication, is just obscure. I mean especially for spirits in my case they are the most talkative beings lol. Even the more negative ones will speak. So then, i thought it might be a demon of some sort since I’ve learned they can take on different faces and shapes. Since seeing those movies i mentioned earlier, I don’t really think of that experience at all. As tapped in as I am, Im still human and i don’t really enjoy things i don’t understand lol.

Might i add, my younger brother who was murdered, seen a “woman spirit in a white dress” who he was terrified to talk about.

I suppose I’m sharing this in hopes that someone experienced something similar or for theories because i woke up just now at 2 am and couldn’t stop thinking about it

Hi everyone! I’d really love to hear your thoughts on something that’s been happening to me, especially from those of you who work with spirit guides, ancestors, or signs from loved ones who have passed away.
My grandfather passed away when I was around 8 years old. He was like a second father to me, and he was the person who passed his love for animals on to me. I’ve always felt a very deep connection to him, even though I lost him so young.
A few years ago, I did a meditation specifically to communicate with my spirit guides. During that meditation, I felt my grandfather’s presence. He told me that he was just passing through, and he shared things that I didn’t even know myself at the time, things that only my grandmother could have known. Later, I asked her about those details, and she confirmed them. That experience stayed with me and made me wonder whether my grandfather might be one of my spirit guides.
There’s something else I’ve experienced over the years: whenever I return to his homeland, I sometimes feel as though I can hear him speaking inside my mind. I feel him calling me and talking to me. It’s a very personal experience, and it’s difficult to explain to someone who hasn’t experienced something similar.
I’ve also always associated moths with him. The night before my breast reduction surgery, I saw several moths, including one inside my bedroom. I remember finding that particularly meaningful.
Then today, something happened that really caught me off guard. While I was driving, a large moth suddenly flew straight into my face. My immediate reaction, without having to think about it at all, was a thought that came into my mind: \*\*“It’s me.”\*\* I instantly felt as though my grandfather was letting me know he was there with me. It’s a moment of transition to me because I’m moving in with my boyfriend for the first time in my life.
I understand that there could be an ordinary explanation for the moth’s behavior, but the feeling I had in that moment was so spontaneous and personal that it really stayed with me.
For those of you who work with spirit guides, ancestors, or signs from the spiritual world, how would you interpret this? Do you think moths can become personal signs from loved ones who have passed away? Has anyone experienced something similar, especially with an animal that they associate with a particular person?
I’d genuinely love to hear your perspectives and experiences. I’m not necessarily looking for someone to tell me what I want to hear; I’m curious about how others in this community would interpret it.

Has anyone truthfully experienced this??? Would rather hear a personal story versus a hearsay one. It's more authentic.

Here is a very simple example. At a certain location, let's say you heard "Get Out" or "Who is there?" and not only that, but you briefly see a spirit wearing blue pants and a red shirt. In the future at some point, you run into a person describing this same location stating that they heard those exacts words and described the blue pants and red shirt wearing before you even mention that you experienced the same thing. This to me is such a strong case for validating some sort of paranormal experience, because the chances of two people describing the same experience without knowing the other experienced it or any prior knowledge - is almost mathematically impossible.

I decided to try the app mainly just for fun while at home in my room.

I have an altar/ space for candles and special things outside the door and there is an attic opening just above that.

So some of the things that came through were interesting (rituals, attic). I also have just started playing the game mortuary assistant 😅 so maybe mortuary was an interesting word too.

I know the app is probably not real but I'm curious has anyone else got similar words/ sentences?

So in 2019, I was depressed because I was broken the day before for the first time. My ex was with another girl. It was my first time experiencing something like that. And so it was too painful.

And I decided to go for a hike, at this point I was too broken and done with everything and stuff. It was December snowed the day before, I didn't put on a jacket, no proper shoes, and uprooted trees. It was too hard, I was too focused on what happened the day before and too depressed.

Now, I heard someone crying in the woods, it was creepy but since I was broken it didn't matter to me. I was already corrupted in my mind, at that time, I felt like someone was asking me "can I take control of your body or similar" I don't exactly remember, I also remember my answer vaguely, "Well, I am depressed, I don't mind helping you as I don't have much in this life" I know for sure I gave permission to some shit.

And since then, for a few more years everything was fine, then I always have someone talking to me. I wouldn't say talking, like sabotaging my happiness, growth and a little positive incidents. If there is even a little thing that gives me happiness i sabotage it so it doesn't happen next time. There is always this intrusive negative thoughts that antagonises people around me and because of this I have to always keep an eye on my thoughts as it constantly sabotages me.

Now I have tried to my extent to cleanse, I went to a shrine where entering it would ensure that the spirit is out of the body. Now I am still always negative and sabotage everything around me, and negative thoughts are there.

Could you please tell me how to cleanse properly, how to remove this spirit out of my body, and to ensure it's out.

Thanks a ton. I beg for your help as this is ruining my life. I have had it with this for way too long.

P.S. I used to be a very happy person and a positive person full of energy. I always make people around me laugh, literally no fear and just energetic. Never a low moment. After this it's quite the opposite. I fear my thoughts even though I know that they are not mine.

I never thought I'd actually make a post here. I've always been someone who reads other people's experiences and incidents, but I never imagined I'd have something of my own to share.

Last night, I had a really stuffy nose and couldn't sleep at all. I was on my phone until around 1 AM, just scrolling, when I noticed my eyes twitching. I figured it was probably time to stop staring at a screen and actually try to sleep.

So I put my phone aside and just lay there, staring at the ceiling. I was wide awake, not even close to falling asleep.

And then, out of nowhere, I heard someone whispering directly into my ears.

It lasted maybe two seconds, but it scared the absolute hell out of me. I freaked out and ran straight out of my room.

I've told a few people about what happened, and everyone keeps telling me it was probably a hallucination or that I must have been dreaming. But that's the thing I was wide awake.I hadn't even started drifting off to sleep. I was literally just lying there, staring at the ceiling.

I genuinely don't know what happened, and I can't stop thinking about it. I've read so many incidents on here, but experiencing something like this yourself is a completely different feeling.

Has anyone else ever experienced something similar, especially when they were fully awake? I'd really like to hear your experiences because I honestly don't know what to make of mine.

the model: 1939 Lionel Prewar (made before world war two) no. 1666. For information!

I do model railroading and noticed an ozone smell (normal from these vintage models), but it wasn’t powered on at the time, it was on a shelf for display. figuring that it was a mechanical issue, I took it over to the layout and test ran it, but it didn’t run properly, and started whistling it’s whistle tender (an air driven internal whistle inside the coal tender, pic. 2) without command from the controller. Thought it was just mechanical issues and planned to work on it today.

got home and noticed it wasn’t on the shelf, but on the floor, both sitting upright, with black hair on it’s trailing wheels (a 2-6-2 has two leading unpowered wheels being on the very front, six driving wheels coupled with side rods, and two unpowered wheels in the back. Those rear wheels is what I’m talking about). no one in our family has black hair, and also I find the situation weird.

the model also has NO smoke unit, but I keep smelling meta-terphenyl (used in smoke pellets for O gauge). I don’t have any smoke pellets (I mainly do N scale railroading and started collecting vintage Lionel for fun). I’m not hallucinating by the way, as I had it out on the deck for a bit to test the smell, and the smell was gone from my house.

took the model back inside and the smell started up at night, coming from the model which (once again) was found on the floor with scratch marks (as seen in pic. 2 on the whistle tender). the floor is carpet. also, our security camera glitched out at this time, so I unfortunately do not have a full recording of how it fell, but it looked like it got grabbed, toppled over, dragged, and rolled to the spot.

i’ve been a believer of paranormal stuff, but am unsure what to think about my case! I don’t think it is 100 percent paranormal, BUT i do find this weird. I’ll think about giving more updates soon if it continues.

Took a tour and chickened out when going to the jail, so I waited outside the jail. I had an experience with a ghost in about 90% sure of it. It was a man in a green shirt who was at the ticket booth and wondered around before vanishing. He was insanely clear to me and I’m not able to find pictures of this ghost either but I looked it up and google described it exactly how I saw it. Any St. Augustine jail pictures that caught the same man in a dark green shirt?? I heard keys as well. Not my most detailed story but I wanted some help finding others who have seen it or have pics

Edit. My story. Feel free to read.
I walked to the gate of the jail waiting to be let in by our tour guide. My partner is super into ghost stuff and paranormal so they rush up to the door. The rest of them follow behind. I hear a guy jingling keys (couldn’t see much but lighter hair) to get into the ticket booth and a guy in a green shirt 3 feet away from him near the corner pushed back. Some dude from our group rang the bell between them both , I thought nothing of it but maybe rude because the guy was right there. But all the group walks into the jail. I had a funky gut feeling telling me stay back. I stayed back with a woman and her granddaughter. (Girl was spooked a bit and she stayed back) we were the only ones who stayed back. It was our last stop I knew the group by then and nobody skips out in the tour but I wondered why the green shirt guy didn’t go. But just didn’t pay much mind. I heard a loud woman scream and I told the lady “glad we are not in there” she didn’t reply. (Either she didn’t hear the scream or paid no mind even tho we were talking to one another at this point) We go sit down on the bench where the trolley picks us up after that. That guy in the green shirt walks behind me and stops at the wooden desk. I pay no attention but I just know he has a green shirt. I look back after a bit and he is gone. I pay no mind. I hear laughing coming from the bathroom back to the jail. Still nothing crazy to me. A day later me and my partner and sharing how it was. He said inside was good and I was telling him about all the people outside being loud and the crowd going to the bathroom. He said only one dude walked out and back in. Only one. Not the 3-4 I saw. He never heard the scream either. He also watched the guy ring the bell and never saw the two men he walked by to get to the bell. Looked into this all on Google. All of these are common things to see. Why did I see them all in one night?? The lady and her grand daughter never acknowledged the guy in the green or anybody else. We were the last tour of the day, streets were dead too. Is there a reason this all was going on?? So much and why me???? I felt calm the whole time and genuinely thought they were real but never saw a face. (Always in my own world anyways). I knew no history going into the tour or anything in general but google explained that all these are common???

My mom and I were outside talking

We are about to go inside

As I grab the doorknob, someone knocks on the door. I feel the vibration of it. We both hear it. A fast but normal sounding knock. Shes not close enough to have done it. I peek into the window of the door as I finish opening the door, expecting to see my 8 year old brother around the corner wanting to show me something. But to my surprise, just the cat..

My mom freaked out and said this happened yesterday too! That a knock at the door interrupted her practicing piano..but no one was there!

She had my brother confirm that it happened around the same time, maybe later

She thinks it sounded like a childs knock. I don’t know what to think

What do you think?

I understand this may be difficult for some to believe so I’ll try my best convey why it scared me so much that it quite honestly shaped part of my childhood.

It was around 2001, and I was 12/13! Every Wednesday I’d meet my mum after school and help her with the grocery shopping, just as she’d be wrapping it up and heading to the tills, I’d have to go to the payphone by the entrance and call a taxi to get us home. (My mother didn’t drive and it was just before everybody carried phones with them)

Earlier that day a bunch of us in school were talking about 666 being the devil’s number and while there were a few who it spooked, most people thought it was bullshit!
Idk though, it stuck in my head enough for me to just want to dispel it so a busy supermarket in broad daylight seemed like the move! I only had 30p my mum gave me to call the taxi but I was absolutely convinced I’d get a number not recognised so used the 30p and dialled 666 and it started ringing like any other number ( which was bad enough coz it took my fkn money) but then, to my absolute horror it picked up!
Again, I know how this sounds and that I was young and imagination and so on…but there wasn’t any immediate voices, just sounds that I couldn’t make out but also not any kind of static I was used to. It was just kinda scraping and banging noise, only for 4-5 seconds but while I’m locked in trying to figure out wtf I’m hearing, it stopped immediately and a voice said the word, “welcome”

Please stay with me because I realise how stupid this sounds but this was not a normal voice! I can’t explain it but it was deep, like hollow deep and sort of came out In a hiss! Above everything else it was menacing beyond anything I’ve ever heard.
I was not an easily frightened kid either… in fact, I was an idiot that did idiot stuff all the time but when I heard that voice I just dropped the receiver and speed walked back to my mum.
Because I’d failed to call the taxi, could barely speak to offer an explanation why and looked whiter than milk, she was working herself in to a frenzy thinking somebody had done something to me! It took a near meltdown, along with promises to tell her when we got home, to get her to let it go!

I refused to tell her anything when we got back, or anyone for that matter! I was a complete wreck… I’d follow my mother around like a baby and would not leave the house for anything. I set up a bed next to hers and slept there for about a month before being forced to sleep in my own room again.
It messed me up, man… while spending the night at my Auntie’s, I did eventually tell my older cousins and their friends after a bit of interrogation, everyone was bewildered by what had happened to me so they wouldn’t let it go…
Obviously they laughed before immediately grabbing the phone to call the number, I freaked tf out and got went in to hiding before they come found me to tell me nothing happened.

Like, I know this don’t make sense - I’m pretty Bible literate and have read Revelation and know the number is not a literal hotline to hell, but I heard what I heard and have had a difficult time reasoning it away!

I gotta stop here because it’s crazy long as it is but what makes the above worse is that I’ve heard that voice twice since, both of which were while being an entire adult FML…
I know the magnitude of these kind of experiences are impossible to convey to those outside of it so I accept I may be laughed out the room, but if anyone were to express interest then I’ll update on a separate post!

Earlier this year I had several weird experiences while sleeping, all around the same time over a period of a week. The first night I woke up in a haze and felt like I could see my entire room from a distance and in the corner near the closet there was a shadowy mass that when i looked at it, it felt like it was angry I saw it.

The second experience was it felt like something grabbed my foot and pulled it, after it happened I checked my phone and it was around 3 am.

The third time was the worst. I was sleeping, but I could see my room, and all of a sudden there was a man standing inside my bedside table and screamed in my ear "get out!". It genuinely felt real. This was also around 3 am.

After this all happened, I cleansed my room using a ritual and it stopped. I dont know if this was sleep paralysis/nightmares, but the fact that I could clearly see my room despite feeling like I was still asleep is confusing.

This photo is from my workplace; we suspect there is something here.

For context: The photo was taken by a teacher who was monitoring the security cameras. In the photo, you can see the figure of a man in the middle of the hallway; that hallway is in the basement of the building where all the therapy rooms are located.

One cleaning lady quit because she said she could hear things moving (she used to arrive a few hours before everyone else to clean); another cleaning lady who helped out at a different school refused to clean this one because she said she saw the figure of a man. (Neither of these women knew each other.)

My boss has had the place blessed on several occasions, but it doesn't seem to have any effect.

The receptionist, who is the one who closes up for the day, has said that she sometimes hears the main door being shaken violently, as if someone were trying to get out (when she closes the door, she secures it with a chain).

Some teachers have reported having things thrown at them.

We know that the place used to be a venue where family constellation therapy sessions were held.

Since a young age, I have always had the habit of walking on the rooftop for hours in the dark. Our old house was made in a way that none of the neighbouring houses really had rooftops or the ones they used. So, the entire rooftop was perfectly dark for me to spend the time. I am sharing this to clarify that I'm not scared of dark by any means.

3 years ago, we moved to a new place. I didn't like the "vibe" of this house's rooftop. I felt like I was being watched and similar weird shit. Now, this rooftop was well-lit because of the neighbouring houses. Again, this rooftop and the staircase leading up to it made me a little uncomfy. I still didn't stop walking there at night as I thought I was just seeing things.

One time, I was watching TV with my mom in the living room. Invested! But somehow, I suddenly started looking at the window, which was at my left side, but a little far from our couch where we were sitting. I saw someone but I thought it wasn't real. Looked away. But after a moment, I saw my mom looking outside the window as well. She saw someone there.

We thought someone broke into our house even though we both saw that it didn't really look like a human. My mom immediately went outside to check. We saw someone running up the stairs.

The stairs leading up to the rooftop have a door that you have to unlock. The door was locked. There was no one there. Still, my mom unlocked the door to check the rooftop. No one there, too.

Talked to my sibling about it later, and they said that they felt something off about that place but didn’t want to mention it because probably no one would've believed them.

It doesn't stop there. The next day, my 2 year old cousin is at our place. She's standing at that area where we saw the spirit (or whatever you would call it), and the stairs up to rooftop are next to it as well. She keeps pointing towards that direction and telling us to check. She seemed scared. We tried diverting her attention, but she wasn't leaving that place. She kept coming back to it.

And about the visual appearance of the spirit?

It was fully black, but you could see that it had a form, and it was moving. Also, the eyes. Like white eyes that you could see were looking at you.

tw: mentions of death, religious stuff

i work in other people’s homes. my job is considered custodial, and that’s all i really feel comfortable clarifying on that front. i’m generally a skeptic, but i found this to be a bit harder to explain. my client has no pets, nor do her neighbors to my knowledge.

my client is deeply religious. she likes to watch ai videos of messages from god and jesus, which i try to discourage because they set an unrealistic expectation and i don’t think they’re a productive form of religion-based media to consume. recently, she told me that as she slept, god informed her that she was going to die soon. i thought little of this, and assumed it was an idea planted into her head from the ai videos. i have heard more grim stuff from them, such as the more gentle “you’ll be in heaven soon,” line or that she’ll be given a new body soon. when i asked her to clarify what was said, she told me that god said she was specifically going to die soon, which is not verbiage i’ve heard out of her ai videos, but i’m also not with her all the time. it struck me as odd that she said it happened as she slept. she told me a few days later that god told her she was going to die soon while she prayed, which i once again chalked up to something from the ai videos or the fact that she is older, and it’s relatively common for older people to claim to hear things like that from jesus or god (i am not super religious, but this is a common claim for older religious folks). i add this context because if paranormal, they may be linked somehow.

yesterday, i went to my client’s house, and we went through our normal routine. her husband left, her in home nurses came and left, and so it was just me and her. i took her to the living room per her request so she could watch tv, and i resumed my chores for the day. the living room is on the opposite side of the house from the master bedroom and bathroom, and the kitchen is in between the two but closer to the master bedroom. i’m mopping in the kitchen (where i cannot hear the television), doing my own thing, when i hear this loud growl from the master bathroom that almost sounded humanoid accompanying some knocking. it was loud, almost demanding to be heard. it doesn’t really sound like an animal that i can think of but i chalk it up to maybe being some sort of critter, so i put the mop back in the bucket before i walk back into the bedroom. the air in there is horribly heavy, almost suffocating when i walk in. i feel the sensation of someone’s eyes burning into me. i initially think it’s a raccoon, which we have a lot of in my area. i go into the bathroom, armed with a broom from the bathroom closet, ready to shriek when i inevitably find an animal, but there is none. i check every nook and cranny including in the toilet’s tank, and as i do so, it feels heavier and heavier in there. i can feel the air almost getting thicker and colder around me. the back of my neck practically burns from the feeling of being stared at. my client is still in the living room watching HGTV.

i find nothing in the bathroom. i then check the bedroom, in drawers, behind the bedframe, behind every piece of furniture, even the closet. i probably spend a good twenty minutes just checking the bedroom, and i find nothing. i stand in there for a few minutes, maybe five more minutes, trying to listen to the sound of an animal that may happen if it doesn’t hear me moving around despite my discomfort. nothing happens. i resign to finishing my chores despite how heavy it feels in the house. there’s an overwhelming feeling that there’s something else in the house with me and my client, but i manage to shrug it off enough.

eventually, the laundry is finished, and i take them back into the bedroom to fold them. it feels like as soon as i step in, it gets harder to breathe. once pass the dresser next to the door, i hear another growl, similarly humanoid, in the corner on the other side of the dresser. i get closer to see what it is, and i find nothing. i decide to make up some excuse as to why i can’t fold the laundry, which my client accepts, and i proceed to spend the rest of my shift cleaning the living room and the office on the opposite side of the house. there was something keeping me from even going near the master bedroom door after that. i felt almost like a prey animal, it was bizarre.

i’m not really skittish about wild animals, my childhood home would have the occasional snake, lizard, opossum, or armadillo brought in by the dogs, and i don’t really scare easy, either. the fear i felt was unlike anything i’ve ever felt. i’m struggling to find a ton of logical reasoning because of how much looking i did, and i found nothing. the noises sounded like they were in the house, too. i’ve never had a bad experience in this house before.

i am really at a loss.

edit: adding tws to the beginning, adding more info.

Hi everyone! I wanted to share an experience I had about 6 or 7 years ago. I've never shared it anywhere before because I've always felt confused about what I saw, but I thought I'd post it here to see if anyone has had a similar experience or simply hear what people think. So, here it goes:

One night, I went for a walk with my dad, and we spent some time talking. It was around 10 or 11 p.m. This was a fairly common habit of ours. At the time, we lived in the downtown area of my small city, and although there was still some activity at that hour, things were already very, very quiet.

I should describe a particular spot we always passed through. There was a bridge over a river, with a linear park running alongside it. Although it was a short bridge, it was designed for cars, with a paved road and sidewalks. On either side, there were staircases leading down to the park.

As my dad and I were heading home, we crossed that same bridge again. Our house was literally just across it, and that's when I saw him.

He looked like a very tall, thin man. I spotted him from the bridge, down in the linear park, near the bottom of the stairs. At first, he just looked like someone who was about to walk up the stairs. That wasn't unusual, since people used to walk through that park at all hours, although it was less crowded at night.

As we got closer, I couldn't help noticing something strange about him. He seemed incredibly tall. Comparing him to a tree I knew well, which stood at the foot of the stairs, he looked like he was over 2 meters tall (about 6'7"). I could make out what looked like a long, dark trench coat that reached roughly to his ankles.

The truly unsettling thing was his head. At first glance, it looked as though he had neither hair nor facial features. But when I looked a little closer, the faint light from a streetlamp seemed to reveal something resembling bandages covering his head from the neck all the way to the crown. It was genuinely difficult to make out.

This strange figure moved in an erratic, clumsy way, almost as if he were drowsy. He leaned forward slightly, arching his back like an old man, and seemed to be about to climb the stairs.

When I realized this, I started feeling uneasy because the whole thing was genuinely weird. If he came up the stairs, we would end up face-to-face with him, since we were walking along that side of the bridge. I pointed him out to my dad. He had seen the figure too, and he thought it was just as strange as I did.

We both crossed to the other sidewalk on the bridge, but we kept an eye on him, waiting for him to come up so we could get a better look at him and make sense of his appearance.

We crossed the entire bridge, but the man never appeared.

We found this strange, so we dared to lean over and look down into the park from both sides of the bridge, but he was already gone.

We couldn't believe it. If he had turned around or walked underneath the bridge, we would have seen him from above. The only possibility we could think of was that he was standing directly underneath the bridge.

At that moment, we ran into my two brothers. They had gone out to visit an OXXO, a very popular convenience store chain in Mexico. We told them what had happened, and they were so curious that they decided to help us look for this "strange being." They went down the stairs but found nothing.

They walked around and searched part of the linear park while my dad and I continued looking in every direction from the bridge, scanning the park and the river. We couldn't find any trace of him.

Eventually, we gave up searching. He had simply disappeared, and it was difficult to understand how he could have done so, since from where he was standing, he could only have climbed the stairs to the bridge or walked in either direction along the park. We never saw him do either of those things.

My dad and I are both pretty skeptical, so we settled on the idea that we had witnessed something we simply couldn't explain, without jumping to any paranormal or cryptid conclusions.

To this day, I still couldn't tell you what it was. I'm very sure of what I saw, of how abnormal the figure looked, and of how he seemed to disappear almost spontaneously. Maybe he was just a strange-looking guy, or a homeless person who somehow continued on his way without us noticing. I'll never know. I've never seen anything similar since.

The picture I've attached was generated with ChatGPT based on a description I gave it. It's very similar to what I remember, except for the high collar and the exaggeratedly elongated figure. The one I saw was definitely lanky, but not that lanky, haha.

Anyway, thanks for reading if you've made it this far!

I apologize in advance for any grammatical mistakes. The subreddit requires posts to be written in English, so I used AI to translate mine.

Does anyone know what this actually is or what the history to this is cuz it is creeping me out ever since I smelled gasoline around the house and it lead me to this in the house I’m having a headache and the moment I looked at it I felt like this doesn’t belong here I don’t like it even one bit, I want help immediately to the background of this I want to throw it out of the house

I live in a house that was built in 1912. I've lived there for over 4 years. I've never had any experience. In fact, I even had the house blessed shortly after I moved in, just for the hell of it.

My daily routine after I get home from work is enter through the back door that leads from the back porch into the kitchen. As I enter, to the right is the counter where I empty out my pockets. Keys go on a hook, work cell phone gets placed on the counter, business card holder and wallet on top of that and then my eye glass cleaner rag thrown on top. If I leave for work, all my stuff goes with me. If I'm going somewhere that isn't work, I usually just grab my wallet and keys.

This past Saturday, I had a group of friends for an afternoon gathering at my house. Nothing fancy, just some desserts and coffee. After they left and I cleaned up, I went to our local hockey game. It is about 9pm when I'm getting home. I hang my keys up and go to set my wallet on top of my work phone and it isn't there. I looked on the floor to see if it might have fallen. Not on the floor. I open the drawer underneath and check in there and nothing. I even picked up the glass cleaning rag and still no sign of it. I pull out my personal cell phone and call the work number to see if maybe when I had the gathering, someone accidently moved it. I don't hear it. I grab my keys and walk back out to my truck, thinking I might have left it in there and forgetting about it. I get there and check, even calling the phone again, and still nothing. I go back inside and I'm starting to freak out, not wanting to have to pay for a new phone. I thought I might have taken it to my bedroom, so I was going to go there next. I enter the kitchen and go to hang my keys back on the hook and I look at the counter and there is my cell phone. Right where I always put it. I stood there with my mouth wide open, staring at it for a good minute. I then dialed it again and it rang. I could clearly hear it.

This is the first incident that I've had in my house since I moved there.

​i was staying up late in the room upstairs, way past everyone else being asleep. the whole house was dead quiet except for the hum of the ceiling fan. and then i heard it heavy, slow footsteps walking across the open terrace right above my ceiling. not light, dragging steps but deliberate heavy thuds like someone wearing boots pacing back and forth.

​at first i thought maybe it was just a stray dog or someone from next door checking a water tank, but the steps didn't wander. they walked straight to the edge right over my bed, stopped dead and the ceiling started making this faint creaking sound like weight pressing down on the plaster.

​my blood went completely cold. i froze with my phone in my hand staring straight up at the ceiling, not even breathing. then came this sharp three tap knock right against the glass of the window leading out to the roof even though the roof is twenty feet up from the ground with no ladder or tree anywhere near it.

​i didn't look outside. i pulled the blanket over my head and stayed paralyzed until the sun finally came up. when i went out to check the terrace later that morning the dust on the concrete was completely undisturbed, but there were three distinct muddy handprints smeared right against the outside of the window glass.

So, lately, I’ve been having these unusual vivid dreams that end up coming true just a few days later. This has been happening to me for years, but I’ve always brushed it off as sheer coincidence, until recently. I’m starting to wonder if I’m actually picking up on future events.

For example: back in 2020, my pregnant cat was getting close to her due date. I had a vivid dream where she gave birth to five kittens, but I clearly saw red on two of them giving me a distinct feeling that two wouldn't make it, while three would survive. I actually told my roommate about this dream eight days before it happened. Sure enough, on November 1st, 2020, my cat gave birth to five kittens. Tragically, two passed away prematurely, while three were born perfectly healthy. My roommate was in complete shock that my dream was spot-on.

To this day, I've wondered if this could truly be clairvoyance or precognition, especially since I've had countless other dreams come true like this over the years. (On a related note, I also frequently spot unexplained shadows or movement out of the corner of my eyes, but that might be a story for another post!)

What do you guys think? Could this truly be Clairvoyance/precognition? I've always wanted to believe it, but I keep going back to just "coincidences". At this point I feel like i could truly see specific events happening before they DO happen.

I am swiss and the storry happened in my homecountry. I was a teen at the time and never told it to anyone but one person.

The time when there was uggly snow lefover and frost over night but no winterwonderland left. Just shitty gray weather and not yet any sight of spring.

We had a german shepard dog at the time. She was a rescue and was never very well trained. Super allert checking out everone, if someone would walk in our direction on our walks, shed lay flat on her belly, ears perked up ready to leap up. She was a total sweety but since she was a shepard she looked intimidating enough. Point being, that dog never ignored anyone we'd pass on our walks.

Now saied bleak, gray day I was walking her not to far from our home. We walked along a dirt road at the edge of the forset, not secluded or anything, there are houses everywhere right up to the forest. The village I grew up in is on a hillside and in wintertime the village stays in shadowe for more than half the day. There was snow. You could see prints of other pedestrians and so on.

So not thinking anything more then, being an annoyed teen, that I was kinda pissed I had to walk the dog, I walked along that 100m forest path.

Its a narrow path, mabye 3m wide and half way through there is a little bench overlooking a little madowe and the valley. Its literaly so unasuming and common. The most unmysterious bit of road ever!

I have a habite of looking at the ground when walking, especialy back as a teen, so I diden't think anything when I was midway, looked up and saw an old man standing by the bench. I was right at that hight when I looked up and cuz I was raised in a village with a ton of old farm guys I oviously politly make eyecontact and great.

And this.... man...

I can still picture his face despite this being 17 years ago or so! And it gives me goosebumps to this day!

He just... staired at me. With such terrible anger. Like he seeped violence and hate out of everypore.

He staired right into my eyes with an expression as if I just betraied him and did the most horrific thing thinkable! I never had anyone look at me like this ever.

He had pale green bulging eyes, rough red skin and a mouth that must have been clenched shut for decades. Deep frownlines.

He wore old cloths in earthy tones and rough old fabric. Nothing that looked modern, but I diden't look closely, cuz MY GOD I was suddenly grabbed by sucha deep terror of this person. Scared to my very core! Also a feeling I never had again. He diden't move or say anything just staired at me!

And he stood next to a big SUV typ pick up truck. That was the uncanny thing, cars never drove on that narrow bit of path. Why should they. Its not even pathed!

And it was literaly a road next to the forest and that car wasn't parked ON the path, I was kinda droven of of it and that also diden't make any sens. Like an angry old farmer by the forest? Allright not too uncomon, but with a car like that?

I diden't think as much at the time. The whole encounter was a matter of seconds. I just knew I had to get away as fast as I could. So I speedwalked past and the very SECOND the figure was behinde me, in my blindespot I felt a PAIN in my thighs i never ever felt bevore nor ever since.

I repeat, it was cold. No plants or anything could have caused this!

I was wearing jeans and a winter coat covering my thighs too!

It felt like a thousend tiny needles or these tiny cactus hairs all over my thighs up to my hips! I even yeleped in pain and started running. It was sooo painfull. I tried rubbing it away, trying to claw my stupid milenial skinny jeans away from my skin, while running the 5min walk home! I ran straight into the shower trying to wash of what ever is causing this burning-pricking sensation. I diden't even bother taking of my shirt.

There was NOTHING to see or wash off. I cryed and prayed desparetly in that shower and eventualy the pain ebed away.

I was so tired. Exsausted. And when I processed what just happened I realised how uncanny it was!

There had been 0 prints in the snow from the car. Why was the car there at all? And why did my dog never aknowledge that someone was there? She startled when I had yelped in pain but untill then she diden't even glance in the direction where that guy was and usualy she would have alerted from a distance away when someone stood by the path!

Later I told my dad and he saied he had seen the same farmer but way up offroad in the forest. It was the same pattern, just minus the pain. A old farmer in oldfashioned erathytone cloths stood just randomly by the side of the road in the middle of nowhere, my dad greated him and the guy would stair back, just full of hate and a feeling of terror would raise with in my dad.

I since have become pretty sceptic and mostly atheist. but I still don't have an explenation despite it being a very elaborat halucination on my side and my dad being a manipulative jerk and just saying he'd seen the same. But thats a wierd halucination if it is one. Like I had so many "encounters" I can easaly see how it was a mixture of my overactive braine and the spiritual belivesysthem I was raised on. Like shadowes, lights, fairies hidong shit, sounds of a wood hous having more meaning, visions and prophetic dreams etc. But a farmer with a pick up car? It makes no sense at all for me to make it up in my subconcious.

It dosen't fit the narrative. Not even of the encounters with spirits of dead ppl I had bevore and avter that. It was too real. I did not ever think this was supernatural while it happend, even though at that time esotheric stuff and the supernatural was a HUGE thing in my life.

And thats exactly why this storry still makes me feel actualy scared and why I never told it.

It dosen't fit the pattern and it was so mich more real. So physical and such a strange pain with 0 cause.

So we all know “if you heard something, no you didn’t” but what if you responded to it or seeked it out? Would you be able to see it’s true form somehow? And if you say, invited them in, what would they even do? Not dumb enough to try but I am curious bc there’s plenty of info on what not to do but I can’t seem to find much if anything on what would happen if you did. Are they like demonic or something? TIA!

This is not my photo, but is from someone a few blocks away (he posted it in Facebook), they took pictures in a ranch a few miles aways from here, he said there was nothing there and they did not saw a thing while camping