r/Ghosts

Hello, I have a short story that, every time I think about what I experienced, I get goosebumps. Every single time, especially when I talk about it out loud.
This happened when I was around 6-8 years old. I honestly don’t know exactly how old I was, but I know I was younger than 10.

Back then, I slept in the same bed as my mom and my older sister. My mom slept on the right side of the bed, on the edge, and I slept in the middle. I remember I would always wake my mom up so she could go to the bathroom with me, which was just a few steps to the right of our bedroom door. I also don’t really remember the correct timeline or whether this happened before or after my mom’s dad’s funeral. (I’m mentioning my mom’s dad because I’ve always wondered if the figure I saw could have been him. But he wasn’t anywhere near 2 meters tall, so I really don’t know.)

The experience began on what seemed like a regular night. Honestly, I don’t know what time it was, but it was definitely the middle of the night because it was dark outside. I woke up because dogs were barking. Like usual, I really needed to pee, so I tried to wake my mom up, but that night she was in a really deep sleep. It was actually the first time she didn’t wake up. I also tried to wake my sister, but she was in a deep sleep too.
Thinking back now, I wasn’t scared of the dark or anything like that. It was just a habit I liked my mom to go with me.

So what happened next is something I still don’t fucking understand, and it’s so fucking creepy. When I was crawling down from the bed, I need you to imagine me as a little girl, kind of scoot-crawling, with my face toward the bed and my butt up as I was climbing down. Now that I’m 23, I know what I saw, and it freaks me out, but back then it didn’t.

While I was crawling down,my mom was on my left side. There was a woman’s head between my mom’s legs, right around her crotch. And now, when I really think back to that night, the room or the atmosphere felt foggy and eerie. Guys, the creepy part was that the woman’s head was upside down, and she was smiling. And that’s not even everything. Her hair was so long that it trailed all the way to the door. (I still don’t know why I wasn’t scared when I saw the woman.) Again, I don’t remember being scared back then. As I was walking toward the door, I was looking at the hair on the floor. When I opened the door, straight ahead was our living room, which had about three steps leading down into it.

That’s where I saw a tall black figure. Its head reached the roof, and our living room was about 2 meters tall, so it was really tall. It was definitely facing me, but I couldn’t actually tell because it was completely pitch black. You could only see its outline. Luckily, I guess I had human instincts even as a child, because I held my pee that night. That’s all I remember. I guess I went back to bed and forgot about it after that.

Guys, I really want to know what you think I saw, or why. And what would have happened if I didn’t have that instinct that the figure might have been dangerous? What if I had been a very curious and “dumb” child and walked toward it? And what the fuck was the woman’s head?

My grandfather died last night. My mom and I were at his house with hospice and were planning to stay the night because he was in the actively dying stage. My mom and I were in his office, looking for the wifi password. I was flipping through his password book when out of no where, the lights in the room flickered and then the printer turned on and started making the noise like it was printing something. I said ‘he’s telling us to get out of his password book’. Within one second later, the nurses told us to come in there because he was passing. My mom and I went in there and he had passed.

I wonder what others think about the light and the printer. 🤔

This is going to be a long one, so thanks to anyone who actually reads it. There's a TL;DR at the end.

I don't even know where to begin, so I'll just write everything exactly as I remember it.
I lived in the same apartment for 19 years. I grew up there. Even as a little kid, I had strange dreams about it before I was old enough to understand why.
It was a three story apartment filled with Persian rugs, black steel railings and a balcony. Years ago one wall in the living room was painted dark red. The third floor always felt different. I can’t even begin to describe the feeling. Everything about this apartment just had this eerie feeling to it. It was home, but I never truly felt alone.
My family and I joke that it was haunted. The truth is, it doesn't really feel like a joke. Every single one of us experienced paranormal activities.

Things that happened to me
Objects disappeared all the time. Sometimes forever. Sometimes they came back in places they simply couldn't have been.
The best example is a striped summer dress.
I hadn't seen it in months and decided to finally look for it. A friend came over and helped me. We literally emptied my entire wardrobe, sorted everything, folded clothes and put them back. The dress wasn't there.
Later that evening we were getting ready for a party while FaceTiming. I was still annoyed that I couldn't find it and chose something else to wear.
My friend went home to have dinner, then came back to my place so we could pregame. While we were talking, I opened my wardrobe one last time and the dress literally fell into my arms.
I heard scratching and knocking on doors.
Strange noises all over the apartment.
Almost every day I had this overwhelming feeling that someone was watching me. Not occasionally. Constantly. I never truly felt alone.
I heard footsteps when nobody else was home.
Several times I clearly heard my mom call my name. Sometimes she wasn't even in the apartment. Other times I'd walk downstairs asking what she wanted, only for her to tell me she never called me.
I had recurring nightmares for years.
One night I woke up because something was pushing me deep into my mattress. I was only half awake but desperately tried to fight back. I couldn't move. I felt like something was assaulting me. It had done things to me. The next morning I had scratches exactly where I remembered being touched.
I constantly heard tiny, quick footsteps running up and down the stairs. The metal railing would shake as if someone was grabbing it while running.
I saw shadow figures more than once.
One afternoon I was upstairs in my mom's room singing Bohemian Rhapsody because the acoustics were amazing in there. When I stopped singing, someone outside the room kept humming the melody.
It sounded like a child.
I slowly opened the door.
At the other end of the hallway the dish towel hanging on the drying rack was moving by itself.
Then I heard small footsteps running downstairs.

One night my brother stormed into my room furious, telling me to stop knocking on his door.
I had been asleep the entire time.

Another time a friend was visiting. She was in the bathroom while I was lying in bed. Through the gap in the door I thought I saw her walk upstairs, so I didn't think much of it.
A minute later she walked back into my room and asked,
"So... if you're here... who did I just see walking upstairs in the bathroom mirror?"
She was an atheist. She didn't believe in ghosts, spirits or anything paranormal.

My ex boyfriend once cried because he became so terrified inside that apartment.
Several friends refused to stay overnight after visiting. Others told me they felt uncomfortable for reasons they couldn't explain. Some even started dreaming about the apartment after they had been there.
Even years later, I still dream about it.
The staircase leading to the apartment appears over and over again.
It reminds me of the Backrooms. It was a light yellow paint all over the walls, the same railings as in our apartment.
I dream about hidden rooms, secret elevators, endless hallways that lead nowhere or extremely underground or liminal spaces.
Sometimes I dream about the outside walkway collapsing beneath my feet while I fall into darkness.

One nightmare has stayed with me for years. I had only had it once but I still think about it from time to time.
I'm sitting at the end of the staircase in complete darkness. The front door is slightly open. My brother tells me to wait while he walks upstairs.
Then a three meter tall black figure with glowing red eyes and a huge black hole where its mouth should be suddenly charges toward me.
I woke up drenched in sweat, extremely scared.
One random morning, I was 15 or so, I woke up, grabbed my phone and found a photo of myself sleeping in my gallery.
Both of my arms were visible in the picture, so I wasnt the one that took it. I still have no explanation to this day.

Things that happened to my family
My mom has always been unusually sensitive to things she can't explain.
When she was two years old she almost died from an infection and spent time in a coma. Ever since then she's claimed to perceive things differently. As a child she reportedly dreamed about relatives dying before they actually passed away.
Several people have witnessed strange things happen around her during moments of intense anger.
My dad once mocked her spiritual beliefs. She became furious and, according to both of them, the blinds suddenly slammed shut on their own.
My parents have been divorced for more than fifteen years. My dad still tells that story.
My mom was deeply unhappy because my father was abusive. One day she became so overwhelmed that she started chanting words I still can't remember.
Later, while she and my father were together, she looked over his shoulder into the hallway and saw a tall man with long black hair standing at the end of the staircase.
She described him as wearing a suit with an incredibly intense stare. Then he disappeared.
Another day she was ironing when she watched a small child casually walk around the ironing board before vanishing.
She also experienced the same thing I did, waking up unable to move while something pressed her into the bed.
She once lost her Bluetooth headset.
She searched everywhere.
A year later she found two identical headsets sitting together at the end of the staircase.

My brother
He also experienced the mysterious knocking.
He heard strange noises.
He heard people calling his name when nobody had.
Things eventually became so overwhelming that we decided to cleanse the apartment with incense.
Every single window was open.
There was a strong cross breeze.
The smoke refused to leave through the windows.
He also suffered from severe sleep paralysis, sleepwalking, night terrors and chronic sleep problems.
One of his Muslim friends visited us.
When they walked past my sister's room on the third floor, a drinking glass suddenly shot off her desk.
It couldn't have simply fallen because it had been placed far back on the desk.
His friend immediately said,
"There's Shaytan living here."
He never came back.

My sister
My sister has always considered herself the skeptic of the family.
She's a science based agnostic and says she isn't sensitive to paranormal things.
Yet even she has stories.
One night she woke up because her blanket was pulled off her body.
Not slowly.
It was lifted upward first and then violently ripped away.
She also talks about the constant strange noises and the feeling of being watched.
She says that feeling disappeared completely after she moved out.
We fought constantly in that apartment.
The place always felt flooded with negative emotions, old wounds and heavy energy.
I don't know what was there.
I wish I did.
So many strange things seemed connected to the bottom of the staircase near the apartment entrance.
A very spiritual friend of my mom once visited and told her she believed there were two entities there.
A child.
And something much darker.
I've often wondered...
Did my mom unknowingly invite something into that apartment?
Was it simply years of trauma affecting everyone?
Or was there actually something there?
Can something like that follow you after you leave?
Because I still dream about that place.
It still feels like it's haunting me.
After my ex and I broke up, I wanted to move back into the same district where I grew up.
Without really planning it, I ended up living only a few blocks away from that apartment.
It's still there.
Every time I walk past it I get goosebumps and the same eerie feeling, I had felt all my life.

What the hell was that?

TL;DR: I lived in the same apartment for 19 years. My entire family experienced unexplained events including footsteps, knocking, voices calling our names, objects disappearing and reappearing, shadow figures, terrifying dreams, sleep paralysis, physical scratches, and multiple shared experiences. Friends, my ex, and visitors also reported feeling watched or witnessing strange things. Even years after moving out, I still have recurring nightmares about the apartment and get chills whenever I walk past it.

I am fascinated with the culture of jungle spirits and had my own experience in Borneo around 13 years ago. Our jungle guides were deeply superstitious about jungle spirits and insisted we treat the jungle with the upmost respect.

One night I woke up to find everyone in our group getting out of their hammocks and walking to our fire pit. I checked my digital watch to see the time but it had reset and was flashing 12:00. I was exhausted and went back to sleep, assuming someone would wake me if it was something important. When I woke up in the morning everyone was back sleeping in their hammocks and my watch was still flashing 12:00. I brought it up over breakfast and the group brushed it off as a dream - until one other group member said they saw the same thing. He said everyone got up and walked to the fire.

Very eerie and I don't have a good explanation for it. Has anyone else had a strange or supernatural experience in the jungle or wilderness?

Wouldn’t my line of profession see the most paranormal activity?? Not that i particularly WANT to, but why have i experienced none? thanks.

edit: first award!! thank you:)

Not sure if this is the appropriate place to post this, but here goes: I've always considered videos with animals reacting to something as more credible. There's a video with 3-4 dogs reacting to an "apparition" floating in the air coming down the street. The dogs are initially laying around, and then start barking at this apparition as it comes closer, and then floats away. The dogs are barking at it the whole time. There's another video in Spanish where that video is thoroughly dissected. I don't understand Spanish, but its pretty obvious what's being explained, and the conclusion was that the video was legitimate. Can anyone point me in the direction of either video? Thanks!

I think my grandma’s house is haunted!!

My aunt died a few years ago in the house and I finally had the courage to go back a few months ago to help clean it out.

While I’ve been there, some weird stuff has happened. To start, when I started to clean out my grandmother’s room, I started to cry because it was a lot for me. I went into the kitchen to take a moment and the lights started to flicker uncontrollably! Then I felt a light sense of calming and stopped crying. Right after this, the lights stopped. I also have to add, she passed away in the bathroom next to the kitchen.

If we discuss her or my grandma in the kitchen, the lights start flickering!! The weirdest part is we had a severe thunderstorm while I was there and the lights didn’t do anything all night.

I also frequently smell her perfume in her bedroom despite no one spraying it.

I haven’t seen anything, my mother swears she’s heard her laughing so I don’t know.

She died pretty young (late 30s) and I know she was not ready to go. Should I do something? A spiritual cleanse for the house? Ouija board? Am I being dramatic? Please let me know what you guys think.

We are considering selling the house… idk how that fits in to all of this either.

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I am worried I Manifested a entity into my life. I started watching a lot of horror movies and studying paranormal cases and I have been thinking about paranormal stuff and demons. ever sense I started strange occurrences have started. I have been hearing noises that don't have any explanation, My rosary was on my counter and when I woke up it was on the floor, and a lot of devices stopped working for a little while. am I just super paranoid or could there be something?