I have had countless amounts paranormal experiences in my grandmothers house.
My grandmother lives in an old Victorian house that has many flights of loud creaky stairs. On multiple occasions I swear to god I have seen a young boy running up and down these stairs.
The creepiest experience with this was when I was house sitting for her. one night at about 3am I had woken up and went down stairs to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I never bothered to switch on any of the lights in the hallway and walked straight into the kitchen, where I did switch a light on. I poured my self a glass of water when all of a sudden I got a really horrible feeling of terror. I then began to hear the stairs start creaking almost like someone walking down them, this terrified me as I knew there was no one else in the house. So after a few minutes of freaking out I mustered up the courage and walked out of the kitchen as I looked at the stairs I saw a smiling child’s face staring directly at me I froze in fear and after a few seconds it had completely disappeared. After seeing this I turned all of the lights on in the house, watched tv and never went to sleep that night.
Another strange thing that happened was when me and one of my cousins were staying at the house with my grandmother when we were in our teens. My grandmother was out shopping when really out of the blue my cousin decided to go for a walk (this was strange as she never really wanted to go on walks). I brushed this off and continued to do what ever I was doing when again just like I previously discussed I got a sudden feeling of dread and terror. This time the feeling was much stronger it was that strong and disturbing that I had an extreme urge to get out of the house. I felt as if I was being forced out of the house. I caught up to my cousin and explained what happened and she said she had the exact same feeling as me .We were both terrified and nearly in tears, we didn’t go back to the house for a couple of hours.
Back in my late teens/early 20’s I was SUPER into the paranormal, to the point where I went on ghost hunts pretty much every weekend and bought ghost hunting equipment like voice recorders and an EMF detector that I’m 95% sure was just a stud finder with a sticker on it. I may have even started a ghost hunting group with a dumb acronym name (I did. It was called WISP or the Wisconsin Investigation Society for the Paranormal)
I got a lot of pictures of “orbs” and all the other bullshit ghost stuff, a couple creepy EVPs that are spooky but probably pretty explainable, but there’s once incident that I just can’t shake or explain. It’s the one that made me want to believe in the first place.
A few friends and I were driving around in the middle of the countryside of Wisconsin. It’s relatively flat, and it was in October I think, so all of the crops had been harvested and the ground was literally just flat brown dirt with a few random trees and small hills. Anyway, there’s 4 of us in the car, and it’s probably like 10 pm, so it’s really dark. We see another car’s headlights about a mile or so away from us heading to the same 4 way intersection as us, but coming from the right so if we were heading north, this car was moving east to west. As we get closer to the intersection, the car is getting closer, obviously, and is coming up to to the stop sign for the intersection. As we get into the intersection though, the car doesn’t slow down. At all. It speeds up, and it’s heading RIGHT for us. We all turned and screamed and saw the headlights getting closer and closer and right when it should have hit us, it vanished. We slammed on the brakes, got out of the car, and there was nothing. We could see for a mile or two in every direction, and the car just wasn’t there. It’s not like it was a drunk driver that went into a ditch or hit a tree or, just turned his lights off and kept going, the car was just… gone.
All 4 of us KNEW we saw it, we were all screaming and bracing for impact. Maybe it was mass hysteria or something, but a few months after this incident, the other 3 guys (and one other buddy) were back in their car, driving in the same area, and got T-boned by a drunk driver and were severely injured. I feel really lucky I wasn’t in the car that time, and while I’m sure it’s just a weird coincidence, it creeps the hell out of me.
This happened when I was about 12 years old, I was living with my mum in the house of her then-bf.
One night, I’m sleeping but I wake up (no idea what time it was), and I see something beside my bed, it’s kind of crouching, looks like a person, and I realise that it looks like my mum and it’s dressed in the clothes she would wear when she was going to bed, so a tank top and shorts. I guess the thing realised I was awake ?? and looked towards me. I didn’t understand what is going on so I pulled the covers over my head…
After about a minute I peek out, and that thing is still crouching beside my bed, but this time it’s holding the lamp from my bedside table and it looks like it’s offering it to me??? (like you know when someone is holding something out to you and kind of motion it towards you to take it, I guess??)
My 12 year old ass is like fuck this, this is not my mum and I start screaming, I see the thing’s head whip towards the bedroom door and I think I closed my eyes for a second, I hear a thud and then the ceiling light gets turned on and mum’s bf is in the middle of my room looking panicked, shortly followed by mum who is looking very tired and confused. I definitely saw him enter in first and her follow.
The lamp was on the floor, the crouching thing that looked like my mum was gone. I still don’t know to this day what that was and it’s been over 10 years :S
My dog passed three weeks ago. This morning I was laying in bed because I awoke 30 minutes before my alarm and I was just thinking about stuff when I heard a small bark outside my door. My dog would always bark whenever he wanted to come back inside. I just started crying because I didn’t know what to think.
My house is old, and the previous owner died of a heart attack in the sunroom (now a laundry room). He was a doctor and practiced out of two units behind the house, and he apparently loved to play tricks on his wife. He would hide things, make her go on scavenger hunts, etc. We’ve had tons of paranormal experiences over the years but the most consistent one is he hides things that belong to my mom, and now that I’ve gotten older, he hides things of mine too. Even stuff like plates and cups go missing. If people in the house are fighting, or having a lot of conflict, more stuff goes missing. I don’t think he likes yelling, disturbs his peace haha.
Another thing that happened was when my cousin and I were maybe 8/9, we were home alone during the summer while my mom ran an errand. I have carpet stairs, and we would pile pillows at the bottom and slide down on sleeping bags. We got tired and went to my kitchen to get some water, leaving the sleeping bag strewn in the middle of the stairs. When we came back it wasn’t on the stairs. It was folded on my bed down the hall. My theory is that, being a doctor, he didn’t want anyone to slip on the sleeping bag going down the stairs.
I have quite a bit, but this one was the time I actually saw something. I once heard some bumping in the corner of my room, and I had to be up in like 6 hours. I’ve never minded cohabitating with spirits but they’ve gotta respect the fact I need fucking rest.
I said out loud “Please stop making noise, I’m trying to SLEEP.” After that, I saw a long black shadow snake up my armoire and nest in the corner on the top of it.
I moved to the couch.
I’m still convinced the house i grew up in was haunted. When I was younger I was getting ready for bed when i got that feeling someone was watching me. I turned around to the door only to see a face leaning down from the top right corner of my door and quickly disappear. It looked like a middle aged woman and it really creeped me out.
The next day i woke up with lipstick marks on my door. I live with 2 older brothers and my mom, I definitely didn’t tell them about the ghost so none of them would have kissed my door for no reason. along with strange voices super late at night that sounded like they were calling your name which both my brothers experienced as well.
When we moved out and tried to sell the house it mysteriously burned to the ground. The fire dept. found no signs of someone burning down the house. Funny story the next house I moved into only my room caught on fire, I’m convinced that I’m being followed by this ghost who has a “fiery” passion for me.
I don’t know if this counts as paranormal or just my tired mind playing tricks on me.
One night, I was laying in bed. I was tired as hell and could barely keep my eyes open. As I layed there with my teddy bear fight me The air started to feel eery. Didn’t think much of it so I started dozing off.
As I almost fell asleep the teddy bear was ripped (fell?) from my arms and I heard someone say “Run.” in my ear. The voice was so clear and so cold. There was no mistaking it, I really heard a voice. I did not get any sleep that night.