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Hi,

This happened to me about 15 years ago. I've told this story to a few people over the years to see if anything similar has happened to them, and I'm very curious about it.

During a yoga session, near the very end, I think I drifted off and found myself in a dark place, surrounded by what I perceived to be some sort of underdeveloped or lower forms of consciousness.

Suddenly, a door opened in the ceiling. It was filled with light, and I saw the silhouette of my deceased grandfather. He started talking to me and asked me to pass a message to my mom, that she would be okay and that it wasn't her time yet. At the time, she was about to undergo cancer treatment.

He said goodbye and then left, the door closed and I found myself back in that class.

I wonder if anyone else has ever experienced something similar. I think the whole experience lasted less than a minute.

I was at a Baseball game in Herzegovina, it was a pretty small stadium, my brother died 6 years ago and during a scene when they were showing off their epic dragon mascot doing a little dance, there was a loud screech sound and the Jumbotron changed to an image of (what i know to be my dead brother) But, to everybody else it was just somebody’s face for a second like a class photo. Looked pretty similar to that bad luck brian meme except it was literally my brother. He was staring straight ahead looking hollow in a photo that didn’t exist. And i know it wasn’t just me who experienced because people literally screamed Balloon Murder. They were terrified there was gasping there was people murmuring amongst each other everyone was confused. I don’t know how this happened or if a hacker was playing tricks or something that personally knew me but he was right there. Staring at us all on the Jumbotron. Seriously gave me the fucking creeps i felt like i was being taunted by demonic spirits. The rest of the game i couldn’t pay attention because i couldn’t stop thinking about it. Literally just for like two seconds with a loud screeching and ERRRRRRRRR type sound. Like a computer crashing. Scared the Helll out of me. There was also a foul smell lingering through the hair that smelled like Sonions. I talked to random people after the game and they all knew what i was talking about. Next thing i know after asking the 15th person i’m approached by two guys in black wearing sunglasses that say “Stop looking into the Jumbotron.” And told me to leave the venue. I got scared and obeyed. Please tell me someone has a similar experience or knows what could’ve happened here.

Alright I don’t know if this is the right subreddit to post on but Element bending in real life in all seriousness sounds like a fairy tale and a joke…. But, from a Christians, we know that if you have absolute 100% faith in God you will achieve everything, just like Moses splitting the red sea, Peter walking on water and etc. so if I dedicate myself into having faith in God, then I will be able to bend water, bend air, bend earth and bend fire. Is that how it works? Im kinda lost… and you don’t necessarily need to be a Christian, Im saying is that if you have absolute faith in God, you will achieve everything!

I'm posting this to see if anyone has any idea what we may have encountered in an old bathhouse in Japan.

A couple of weeks ago, I traveled with a friend to a historic ryokan (hot springs inn) that is over 1,200 years old, located in a nearly deserted town. Our room had a private outdoor bath on the balcony, and directly below it was the public bathhouse.
The suites at this ryokan are very spread out, so we didn't have any neighboring rooms, and we barely saw any other guests that night.

While my friend stayed in our private bath, I went down to the public bathhouse alone. After spending some time inside, I walked out to the outdoor baths and sat in one of the pools in the dark. Almost immediately, I felt like something was watching me from the bushes in one corner of the bathing area. I was surprised by this, especially considering the baths are supposed to be relaxing. Additionally, I could see into the bushes, so I knew that nothing was there. I tried to ignore it, but the feeling became so intense that my fight-or-flight response kicked in, and I went back inside. Even from the inside bath, I felt like I was being watched through the window.

About 30 minutes later, I decided to give the outdoor baths another chance and chose a different pool in the same part of the bathhouse. Despite being in a different area, I had the exact same feeling that something was watching me from the bushes. Eventually, I gave up and went back to our room.

The moment I walked in, my friend looked unsettled and immediately asked if I was humming.
I told them no, and they explained that while they had been soaking in our private bath, they heard a woman softly humming nearby. They said it sounded like it was coming from a balcony right next to ours. The humming stopped the moment I opened the door, so they thought it could have been me.

The strange part is that there wasn't another balcony nearby. Our room was the only one on that floor with a balcony, and there was nobody in the public bathhouse below. My friend said they had also felt like they were being watched and eventually got out of the bath and shut/locked all of the windows and doors because the feeling became so uncomfortable.

We both experienced the sensation of being watched independently, and whatever it was stopped humming when I came back upstairs.
Does anyone have any ideas about what this could have been? If you believe know Japanese folklore or spirits, is there any type of entity that would fit this experience?

I want to keep this short so I can see more opinions than my own.

I have used this off and on for 30 years and my main question is…why is saying goodbye a protection? I have heard of people’s houses being haunted and I don’t think all they were missing was a goodbye on a fisher price game set.

Don’t take offense! I have one! I also am into crystals,sage and tarot cards. I’m just trying to understand the goodbye as a protector.

Can someone help me out?

A friend saw 3 people come into her work. 2 young people and one older one. The translator was speaking old English to her and some unknown language back to the older man and his younger wife. They were wearing cow hide vest and cow hide bark shoes with a tall, pointy hat. They were all at least 6 foot tall with bright blue eyes. They were looking to buy a mattress. When trying out mattresses they took off their cow hide and bark shoes and their feet were bleeding, like fresh blood on their feet. Which I thought was weird because wouldn’t their feet adapt to that if they wore those everyday? The wife laid at the end of the bed near her husbands feet with her hands and feet dangling off the sides. She told the translator they can get a bigger mattress but was told that wives sleep like that to show respect to their husbands. After they left they ran behind the car park and disappeared. There’s nothing behind the car park. I haven’t specified what “nothing behind the car park” means. Whether that’s trees or a field. She was really shaken by it all and said she just felt a bad vibe as soon as they came in but said they were really polite. Were these people likely just dressing up or could they potentially be from a cult? If so, what cult?

I'll have the first answer to the question:

I'm from Finland, and this happened around late 2000s but before 2010. I had a best friend who lived at an over 100-year-old house at the time and we would hang out at her place quite often. We were both very energetic and interested on all things non-conventional, so it was usual for us to get to know all kinds of things and try those on our own, like making an Ouija-board ourselves and trying it. Well, once we were about to try it once again and didn't succeed as usual, so we were both frustrated and got into argument of some sort. Things escalated, and my friend ended up locking me in the house's basement for over an hour. I begged and screamed her to let me out, and eventually she did. I was emotionally numb and startled when I got out, and wanted to go home immediately after since she had been so mean to me. So I left with my bike, and it was raining at the time so I ended up taking my raincoat from my backpack and then I started my way up home. After a few hundred meters, a sudden feeling of alert got into me and I looked at my left side: there was a shadowy figure of a man who was vigorously moving all around, and I got in a panic mode and quickly continued my journey home. When I got home everything was alright, but that shadowy figure entered my dreams for a few nights after that... And ever since I have always wondered what the frig it was after all... Has anyone had any similar experiences?

I don’t really know what to make of this, and I’ve wondered about it ever since.
On May 2, my friend of three years died by suicide. She died by hanging at around 3 a.m.
I work the overnight shift at a pet hospital, and around 3 a.m. that night, something really strange happened. Out of nowhere, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. There wasn’t any obvious reason. I just felt drawn to her.
I went on my 10-minute break, found an empty room, closed the door, and started dancing around to pass the time. While I was in there, I had this incredibly vivid mental image. I imagined opening the sliding white door to the call center, and she was standing there looking at me with a sad expression. She said, “I’m sorry.”
I smiled because I was so happy to see her. I asked, “Why are you sorry?”
Then the scene changed. I imagined the two of us dancing together in a music video to one of my favorite songs. After that, the thoughts faded, and I went back to work.
I remember thinking to myself that I should call her later that morning when she was awake. I just had this feeling that I needed to check on her. The only reason I didn’t call right then was because it was 3 a.m. and I assumed she was asleep.
About three hours later, I answered the work phone. It was her mom.
She said, “My daughter is no longer alive. She’s dead.”
I asked for her daughter’s name, hoping somehow it wasn’t who I thought it was. Then she said my friend’s name.
What makes it even stranger is that I wasn’t even supposed to be there to answer that call. My replacement had called out, so I had to stay an extra hour and a half until someone else arrived. If everything had gone according to schedule, someone else would have answered the phone instead of me.
I ended up being the first person at the hospital to find out before I told my supervisor and manager.
I’ve never really known what to think about what happened around 3 a.m. I know grief and coincidence can do strange things, and our minds are powerful. But I’ve also never been able to shake the feeling that something was different about that night.
What makes it even stranger is something that happened tonight. I was at the front desk talking with a coworker about my friend’s death. I was telling her about that vivid mental image; about imagining myself opening the sliding white door to the call center and seeing my friend standing there with that sad expression, telling me, “I’m sorry.”
As I was telling that exact part of the story, the light in the call center..., which is directly behind us; suddenly turned on.
I know there are ordinary explanations for things like lights turning on, and I’m not saying it was anything supernatural. But the timing was so unusual that it gave me chills.
Has anyone else experienced something like this after losing someone? How did you make sense of it? Did you see it as coincidence, your mind processing grief, or something you couldn’t explain?

Element bending in real life in all seriousness sounds like a fairy tale and a joke…. But, from a Christians, we know that if you have absolute 100% faith in God you will achieve everything, just like Moses splitting the red sea, Peter walking on water and etc. so if I dedicate myself into having faith in God, then I will be able to bend water, bend air, bend earth and bend fire. Is that how it works? Im kinda lost… and you don’t necessarily need to be a Christian, Im saying is that if you have absolute faith in God, you will achieve everything!

There's a small glass bottle hanging in the corner of my room for as long as I can you remember. Every time I asked my parents what it was, they just said it's nothing important. So when I became tall enough to reach that bottle, I opened it to see what was inside.

There was some pink powder and a piece of wrapped paper. There was Arabic writings inside it. I just left it open and forgot about it.

Later that night I had d terrible nightmares. I woke up to sleep paralysis. My right hand even started moving towards my throat out of my control.

I started praying to God and barely regained conscious. I closed the bottle that I left open and ran to my parents room.

My parents told me it was a protective charm that was needed to keep me safe. It was a very odd experience.

Now it could just have been a coincidence that I experienced sleep paralysis the same day I open that charm. But I never experienced another sleep paralysis before or after that incident.

What do you guys think?

It's 4:45am right now and I was woken about an hour ago by my fiance screaming in the other bedroom (we use separate bedrooms often as I'm an almighty snorer and he turns in the bed like a rotisserie chicken.) my fiance is a big man who I've never seen even mildly afraid by anything, and he strictly does not believe in the paranormal. I am open to the idea however.

Anyway, I raced into the room and he was sitting bolt upright, sweating and saying there is something in his room.

There is a television on a shelf across the room which he said repeatedly made noise like it was being pushed on. That TV is a bit rickety so I would normally just brush it off, and he did too.

But he also has a big telescope in there. It's on three sturdy legs and it's against a wall in a corner for even more support. The wall isn't at a right angle, it's tighter as the chimney breast runs through there. The telescope was basically thrown across the room on top of him. He said it wasn't immediately toppled over, and that it had made a noise three times first like it was being knocked against the wall repeatedly. At which point he got up and turned on the lights to see if it was a rat or something (even though we've never had rats). When he got back into bed, he said it was basically thrown at him. He is extremely shaken.

I've tried every way to topple that microscope myself, and even if I forcibly push it over it won't reach the bed the way it had. I'm the first to try to apply logic to anything but I'm seriously stumped.

Any advice? Tips? Or ideas on how this logically happened? I've never experienced anything like this before.

So this happened about a year ago.

This happened in the middle of winter at about 8pm, my boyfriend was in the shed working on a project. I was just relaxing in the loungeroom with the heater going, under a blanket on the couch scrolling my phone.

My boyfriend eventually came in looking very confused & asking me what I was doing outside

To which I assured him I was not. He said he's sure that I was, he said that he saw me by the water tank in the backyard, standing there looking down at my phone, with the phone light illuminating my face, so he really believed it was me. To this day he does not believe that I wasn't there. He said I walked back inside & didn't say anything to him

What is this? Him & I got on the subject again tonight because we just watched the new obsession movie & were a little freaked out. Could've been a hallucination, but weird things do happen here sometimes, never that freaky though

Okay so to start it off I was 17-18 when this happened.

I had gone to my maternal family's house and there's a small and really old pool in front of the house. The pool was always hidden by all the bushes overgrowing on it. But the local govt. had cleaned it up just 2 days ago.

I had heard about the pool long ago. From my mother. When she was in 10th standard (16yo) she had once looked in the pool in the afternoon alone. Then she had gotten possessed by a spirit. Most probably a 'samandh' basically the spirit of an evil guy who died a death full of resentment. After that she sometimes used to act like a man and the episodes grew from simple acting to walking and even totally behaving like a man. They first took her to a psychiatrist and it worked at the start but then rebounded in even worse ways. So they did some ritual which helped her.

Yeah so I never knew this pool was exactly that one. Then one day I visited a barren well they have in their land. Supposedly they used dynamite during mining which angered the local spirits who then moved the water vein making it barren and cursed. Then one worker died during the mining by falling inside. A bull also once did the same and some other small animals too. After I came back from there (again I did not know it was supposed to be cursed at the time of visit I learned about this like after another year) I kept seeing a child in our bedroom. Initially sitting next to an old trunk and that child appeared to be coming forward each day. Untill one day it went inside me.

Then onwards I became interested in not only reading but also writing ghost stories. Many told by the child. Like it was supposedly a curse cast by one of my grandfather's cousins by sacrificing their own son. It was supposed to hurt my maternal grandpa. Who was going to have a second son after the first daughter but instead had my mom who should've been his twin.

The child also had some more quirks like it used to say the grass in our college is haunted and used to make fun of some dogs who smiled like humans.

It was also extremely annoyed by rain. One day when roaming with my friends we had went to a beach in summer and we unexpectdly met with a really heavy rain and full of fog. Then that child suddenly leaped out from me and went out into rain and vanished. Untill one random it came back and went inside me.

It also said that my mother thinks they only sacrificed a ghost to remove the samandh but in reality the exorciest used it to transfer the curse to an unknown girl who is also after my maternal family except he had taken care of her.

I had also once crushed a really small skull(I thought it was bird and then was haunted by a child and an old woman )(most probably grandma and grandson) At that time too this child had supposedly taught them a lesson and made them go away.

Now I am a man of science and I beleive these are some kinds of psychotic episodes so please make it make sense to me. Like the child is some kind of schizophrenia.

So I am freaking out that I have the ability to write letters backwards when writing long sentences. Think of mirror image reverse of words. I can do that in longhand without thinking.

I never had training on this. Nobody taught me how to do this.

And yet I can do it seamlessly. It freaks me out that it might signify some kind of supernatural phenomenon.

Should I be worried? What is causing it?

It was about 3:20 am and i was on the phone with my boyfriend. i went downstairs to go toilet and get some water and just remembered my cat left her toy outside so i had turned on my flash on my phone to look outside the garden door window

then i heard a hushed hello in a woman’s voice but still clear as day, i stopped for about 5 seconds and then said out loud "what the fuck was that" and then my boyfriend replied saying "someone just say hello". i was so spooked because he was on the phone and even heard it so i just ran for the stairs and back to my room, this is the first time something like this has ever happened and im still scared shitless since i live alone and i didn’t have anything playing 😭

I also have a dog and she would sometimes randomly start barking in the middle of the night but i didn’t think anything of it as she’s still just a puppy.

Its currently 6am and I have not at all slept.

Im currently on vacation in the woods. I stayed up late working on art fight stuff in the downstairs office listening to music and everything. But around midnight last night I began to notice strange things. Everyone else in the house was asleep except me and my grandpa who was watching TV in the back room but things just felt off.

I kept hearing someone call my name, same voice every time, when I asked my grandpa he said he wasnt calling me and heard nothing so I assumed it was that weird phenomenon where you listen to music and hear stuff thats not there. So I went back to work. Around 1:30am my grandpa goes to bed and im left alone downstairs and it begins.

I feel an instant almost painfull sense of dread, one unlike any ive felt before like something bad was not only gonna happen but SOON. I couldn't get back to drawing i was hyper attentive to my surroundings. I heard many things I cannot possibly explain including whatever was calling my name again as well as bumps against doors upstairs, the click of the old box tvs light box despite it not being turned on, a sort of clicking from the dark part of the kitchen and an ever constant low droning noise.

Eventually I went up into my room and I layed down and when I tell you ive never been hit with sutch an overwhelming wave of fear in my life. I felt unsafe instantly and sat up. Ive been walking around scared out of my mind for 3 hours checking everything trying to play youtube videos to ease my mind but nothings helping. Im hearing things downstairs but I know no one of my family's there and it cant be an intruder or animal we have an alarm system that never tripped.

Around 4amish I was looking downstairs from the balcony onto the main area and directly below the balcony on the foot of the fireplace i saw something I couldnt entire see fully. It looked kinda like the front of a combat boot far bigger than anyone in the houses shoe size besides mine but I wear converse. Just one shoe and when I looked away for a sec and looked back it was gone. I went around half way down the stairs before pussying out.

Im Not prone to any kind of hallucinating although im very sleep deprived as ive been unable to sleep all night. The sun is up now but the dread persists. Im struggling to type as my hands are still shaking. Im not sure what happened but it sucked

A few days ago, I went for a walk around the facility and saw how in the cargo truck there was a noise—no, I heard as if someone had climbed into the truck, as if they had hidden inside the cab. So I tried to shine the flashlight a bit, but I couldn't see anything. I approached the truck and checked it in the area where materials are loaded, and there was nothing. Then I focused my attention on the cab, which I climbed a small ladder to look inside, and there wasn't a single person inside. Then, out of nowhere, an air freshener shaped like a Christmas tree that was on the rearview mirror started spinning around like crazy in circles. I decided to walk away, but it did leave me thinking, what the hell is making it spin if the windows were closed? But that's not the only weird thing. Sometimes I feel like someone is following me. Sometimes I've felt that someone has touched my back, and I've felt a bit watched out of nowhere. The last weird thing that happened was today, when while I was looking at an area that doesn't have much light, I saw two giant eyes out of nowhere. I really thought it was something very strange, and I don't want to find an explanation, but I don't know if I'm going crazy or if that's normal, because really when I leave, I don't think that something paranormal will happen to me, I just go out like I'm chilling. But I find it very strange that such strange things happen in this facility. You know, I can't understand if I'm going crazy or if this is real.

After quietly lurking in this sub for quite some time and reading all of your stories and experiences, I finally decided to share some of the things that happened to me when I was younger.

I'm not really sure how to categorize what I experienced or whether anyone here will relate to it, but I'm very interested to hear your thoughts and see if anyone has gone through something similar. I want to take my time and explain everything from top to bottom, so this will probably be a long post. Thank you for reading in advance. I appreciate every input this post might get.

TLDR As a child, I suffered from recurring night terrors and always felt a terrifying presence in my room after waking up. One night, I saw a shadow looking down at me from my dresser. My mother woke our neighbor, who was very spiritual. My mother didn’t see anything, but our neighbor claimed she could see the presence as well. After that, she cleansed my room, asked the spirit to go, said the furniture placement might be blocking energies connected to the nightmares. We rearranged my room, and the nightmares stopped.

When I was in elementary school, I was terribly scared to go to sleep. I can’t remember when it started or why, but the earliest memory I have is sitting next to my mother on my bed, crying and begging her not to make me sleep because of my nightmares.

Every night, for a specific period of time (I think it lasted well over a month), I was terrorized by the same “presence” or “dream entity”—whatever you want to call it. It looked like a black abomination made of cloth and shredded fabric, forming what resembled a floating hooded cloak. It seemed to wrap around something dark and evil, but I was never able to see what was hidden underneath.

Every time I fell asleep and started to dream, I would find myself in a scenario where I was running away in fear, knowing this thing was right behind me. It was never able to catch me, or at least that’s how I remember it. I always woke up before it reached me. And every time I woke up, I was trembling in shock, feeling an unnerving pressure and presence in my room, as if something was observing me. Most of the time I would hide under my blanket and cry until I eventually fell asleep out of exhaustion. It was a really intense feeling like this feeling of fear was coating my whole body.

I can still clearly remember that every time I woke up, my heart was beating extremely fast too. (although I may have perceived everything as more intense than it actually was, since I was very young).

(At this point I want to point out that I was on very strong ADHD medication at the time, which may have affected my emotional regulation a lot, so maybe there is a connection there.)

Again, I woke up from a nightmare. I looked up and can still clearly remember freezing in shock as I stared toward my light switch. Standing there was a figure that looked almost exactly like my mother, silently staring at me without any emotion.

It just stood there, staring. Nothing else. Eventually, I fell asleep again after hiding under my blanket.

It looked glowing and slightly transparent, resembling the “typical” image of a ghost. In hindsight, this encounter could have just been another nightmare as well.

This was the point where my mother and I sought help from her friend / our neighbor. As far as I can remember, she was very spiritual. She was a hypnotherapist and likely had other specialties that I’m not aware of. My mother took me to her, and I started telling her about everything that was happening to me and in my dreams.

There was one part of this conversation that really stuck with me. She gave me some specific advice: whenever I became aware that I was dreaming and running from this entity, I should imagine myself holding a protective ball of light that would hold it off and scare it away.

So the next time I became aware in my dream (these nightmares were always lucid), I tried exactly what she told me. I imagined a protective light protecting myself.

But the moment this light appeared in the dream, it was corrupted by the entity, leaving me with nothing to protect me.

After this, I think the nightmares became more and more intense, until one night they reached their "peak" if you can call it like that.

At that specific night, I woke up after a very intense nightmare. I remember that I was never caught by this entity before—I was always running, always trying to escape. But in this particular dream, it caught me.

I don’t remember anything from that night itself, so everything I’m telling you now comes from my mother’s telling, which she has told me several times over the years when I asked her about it, never fully believing it myself.

Apparently, I woke her up in the middle of the night screaming, “Mom, please come to me, there is a man sitting on my dresser.”

Of course, she rushed into my room and turned on the lights, but she didn’t see anything. All she could sense was a freezing coldness in my room that wasn’t present anywhere else in our apartment. She also couild confrm that no windows were open or anything that could have caused such a drop in temperature.

Her first instinct was to take me out of the room and wake our neighbor, who lived in the same house. My neighbor then came into my room with together my mother and told her that she could sense the presence as well.

Apparently, she “cleansed” the room, opened the windows, and gently asked the spirit to leave the House. She also said that the way the furniture was arranged might be blocking certain energies, and that we should rearrange my room.

My mother also told me that our neighbor apparently drew a “protection spell” around the house.

After this, I (at least in my younger years) never had a nightmare again but till around age 16 I would always see some weirder things in our Apartment. But never in my Room itself. If interested i can share these in the comments as well.

Thank you for reading this far. I would be interested in the way you see this whole scenario

Hi im from the Netherlands so my English can be a little bit rusty. Im now almost 39 , the mayority off my childhood i lived in a house were lots of paranormal stuff happened. Years ago i had this 2 vivid dreams that i will remember forever. The first time i dreamed about the location of my village, only it was like going back in time like 1500 years ago, the area looked completly diffrent with lots of grass thick vegetation and dense woodlands. Then i saw a small group of people dressed in old / ancient raggedy clothes doing some sort of ritual, For some reason i knew that spot will be the location of where my future house will be build. The second vivid dream about my house was: i was sitting in my livingroom en next to me there was elderly women sitting in a chair. She had old dirty clothes long black greasy hair and a mean / angry facial expression . We had a conversation but i can't remember what it was about. Suddenly she stops talking and her eyes turn pitchblack then she is staring at me without saying a word. At that moment i feel a bit scared and can sense this women is a negative / dark entity then the dream ends. Greetz Sir Smokes