r/Paranormal

So I’ve been using this app on and off over the past fee months and ngl to say I’ve had strange experiences. To the point, Im journaling them. However, balancing between skepticism and fear I delete the app and then redownload.

I had not used the app for several days, and I always close out programs to keep phone memory usage down. While watching a youtube video, the app’s distinctive voice started talking to me. It was not on or used all day. I immediately deleted the app again.

That means the app is quietly working in the background or ….

Hello, I wanted to chronicle somewhere on the internet the most vivid paranormal experience I've had in my life. Not looking for a debunking or explanation, just sharing.

I've always believed in the paranormal, especially ghosts. Belief is probably not the best word, as I have seen ghosts. My sisters as well. Most of them are the same entities, so it's more that I just know. The most chilling experience was a shared experience.

If you've never been to the UP (Upper Peninsula of Michigan), it can be kind of a weird place. It is a piece of land that juts into the heart of Lake Superior and there are several areas that are very old. My senses - my otherworldly senses - are typically much heightened in this region automatically. My family and I (at the time, it was my mom, two sisters and myself) were visiting a graveyard off the beaten path.

We like to visit graveyards. We find them to be peaceful and for the most part, nice places of rest. This was not like that. There was a particular grave with one of those pictures of the deceased. It looked like a college aged kid who had died the year before. I came across the grave first. My right ankle immediately gave me a sharp pain to the point where I collapsed onto my knees. For context, I had nearly broken that ankle a few years before and that part of my body has always been relatively weak.

My cry of pain drew the attention of my mom. She came over and was struck with a migraine headache, of which she suffers infrequently. She had to sit down and she wandered away a bit from the grave. I joined her as I was limping. I told my sisters not to approach the grave. I had an incredibly bad feeling.

My sisters are twins, but the youngest of them approached the grave and got a wave of nausea that was incredibly intense - which, again, for context is something that is a weakness in her life. She suffered from waves of nausea for various reasons throughout her life and this was a particularly bad one. We decided enough was enough at this point and drove away. A few hours later, we felt relatively normal.

About 7 or 8 years later, I returned to the site as an adult and felt nothing. Whatever it was had likely moved on.

Thanks for reading.

In 1995 I was 2 years into intense training to be a Massage therapist because I was born with healing hands among the several other gifts, but as you know this is rough world and you need money to survive. I don't mind telling you that having several supernatural gifts and $3.50 could just about buy me a green chile double cheeseburger at Mc D's. 😕

My homies family gave me a job as a repo man for BofA and the auto auction in Norwalk CA.

Los Angeles has a lot of high crime rate areas that literally painted Yellow streaks down the backs of several repo men in our stable.

So long story short,no one wanted to work in the ghetto.

I grew up in City Terrace, East LA so the "ghetto"wasn't a big deal to me. If you know how to act right, and show the people there with respect that everybody deserves then they don't mind the major inconvenience I brought with me as much.

It turns out that actually treating"Hood folk" like human beings is a good policy.

So one day the captain of our crew (who was also my best homie) sent us out to work in the Watts/Inglewood/South Central and Compton areas, iykyk. 4:00pm came fast and We had our "end of the day" routine which was to smoke a fatty on the way to our favorite restaurant, eat like kings then go to a different secluded place and smoke a real Philly Blunt packed Compton's finest chronic.

This time Joe Dog said he wanted to smoke at Crystal lake in the San Gabriel mountains. It took us an hour to get there and we arrived as dusk showed her face. A half hour later we were deep in a discussion about the spiritual side of the supernatural when I looked up to the canopy of the forest to contemplate the mysteries of the universe when I noticed this tree on the other side of the dry lake.

I was already feeling more strange than usual. I had terrible anxiety but I was definitely keeping it under control, when I saw this one tree my anxiety peaked and Joe Dog felt the change in my aura immediately and the atmosphere around us changed just like that, I was looking at the top of that tree and I couldn't understand why it's top branches were crossed weird and then it hit me with a mental picture of me crossing the lake and going to the tree.

I didn't even think about it, I started walking towards the tree and Joe Dog was trippin bad because it was already dark and only the lights from the city was all we had. I was half way across the lake bed when I noticed that I just left my friend in the dark at creepy Crystal lake. I looked back and he was jogging to catch me.

"Bro! WTF are you doing?" Joe Dog said, my answer to that was "I don't know, but I think that tree needs help".

As we got closer to it I felt my anxiety calming down rather quickly mind you and by the time we got to her , no more anxiety.

"Idk Bro, this tree was calling for me to help it", I'd never xperienced anything like this before and I didn't know what to do, luckily Joe Dog went back to the car when I took off and got a flashlight. I saw myself digging by this boulder 🪨 behind me, so I turned around and start digging there, about 6 inches down was the lid of a jar so clearing the dirt around it I realized that the whole jar was buried, Joe Dog is at a complete loss for words.

Inside the jar was a sweet looking white and Red goo and there were things in there, Panties, a lock of hair, a bracelet, two small high school pictures taped together so they faced each other. I knew what TF up and a rage built up in me. "This shit I will not abide!" I smashed that 🫙 jar against the boulder and peeled the pictures apart.

The spell itself was well put together, it definitely wasn't amateur night, that was clearly apparent.

Then a mild anxiety attack hit me and my mind showed me walking to the xact opposite side. I started digging there and I found another jar.

Now, I can really feel Joe Dog's fear in my gut so I told him not to worry because we're the good guys. 😉

This time the jar was filled with a thick greasy looking concoction, not the kind of grease that builds up around your stove but the kind of grease you lube your car with. Inside I could see a school id bracelet, a tooth, a lock of hair amongst other items.

"You see this shit, Bro?" "These mfkrs come here to practice their black magic rituals!" I smashed it on the ground and just like that I had no anxiety, and no emotional rage, and I literally felt stoned again and at ease, Gratitude is all I felt.

I then realized that just like my indigenous ancestors, I too could communicate with trees. Who woulda think?

Today, 30 years later the trees still tell things, but not with pictures anymore because if you know that negative energy affects everything, including trees then you're always prepared for shit like that. Trees will tell you everything you need to know about a property before you buy it, you just have to know what to look for.

🦉🪶

Ever since I was old enough to understand things, I had never personally encountered—or even seen—“them.” But my family had crossed paths with “them” many times, and those experiences filled me with fear and confusion.

I just watched a video on youtube abt that place, but i am not sure if i believe it

I made a post earlier about seeing this shadow entity that absolutely scared the living daylights out of me.

Here's the link to the post: https://www.reddit.com/r/Paranormal/s/6q7eyxqDbb

So anyways, because that bunch of recent events happened, I'm so ready to just check out of my room and head home. I don't care if I leave a day early, this hotel is absolutely haunted, and this entity has been driving me and my husband absolutely nuts.

Right after the sleep paralysis episode, the lights in the bathroom were flickering. I was about to actually record it, but they stopped before I could whip out my phone. It happened the morning after I got out of bed and was doing my makeup, while my husband was on the phone with his mom. When he got off the phone, I asked him if he saw the lights flickering, and he asked me if I had gotten enough sleep, which I then said "Honestly, maybe the sleep paralysis really shook me."

Anyways, timeskip to when me and him get home from our little mall trip after spending like $300 on clothes and food (I got bunch of hot topic and spencers stuff 🤍), the room has this eerie energy and my husband, who absolutely doesn't believe in spirits, even after I said I saw my dad's ghost in our living room..says

"The vibe doesn't feel right."

What he said really got me..Coming from a complete atheist like him really did get me.

Once I'm in our hotel room, I'm just chilling, scrolling through reddit on my phone, until suddenly, I saw it. I saw the shadow creature and its' horrifying face, staring RIGHT AT ME from the corner of the bathroom. I'm absolutely freaked out, but I just go back onto my phone, hoping that everything just chills out. Timeskip to this morning, while I was eating some delicious breakfast that my husband made, I hear four, loud knocks coming from the bedroom door, which scared both him and I.

He even told me that he saw that thing while he was reading a book. It's confirmed. The room is absolutely haunted.

Anyways so uh..yeah. I'm about to do my skincare routine, but I really do not want to go near the bathroom. I'm so terrified about that creature popping out at me. As I'm typing this out on my phone right now, I feel like I am being watched.

So for backstory, my grandmother has been renting around a few different properties near San Diego for a while now. around five or six years ago I visited her from boarding school. A few nights into the trip, I started to get bored and decided to score some psychedelics. It wasn’t very hard. I got a strip of acid and some MDMA. I was already very familiar with both of these drugs.

one of the nights I started partying really hard all by myself. I was staying in my grandmother’s house so I wanted to go outside to call my friends. I had no bad vibes at this point and was riding high.

I begin walking down the stairs and marveling at how high I am, but I noticed something off to the left at the foot of the staircase. There were three shadowy figures, they were different heights and seemed to be made of smoke or something.

Like I said, I’m very experienced with the substances I was doing and never experienced anything like this. but I still had no fear at first. I assumed that it was a part of my trip so I came down around the stairwell and walked up to them. I remember laughing to myself giggling and maybe even saying out loud “I’m so high.” but then it occurred to me that I have never had trip like this and after about 30 seconds standing in front of them started to get a strange feeling. they did not move or do anything. They were just standing in a row at the foot of the stairs… I remember the moment that it struck me that maybe it wasn’t a part of my trip and I reached out and passed my hand through one of the figures and I remember it wisping out like smoke and then in that moment, I felt this sharp shock of the fear go down through my core And this bright strobe light erupted from the kitchen down the hall to my left, so I turned around and hightailed it out of there. I wound up having an awesome night exploring the neighborhood and it didn’t affect the rest of my night but I’ve never forgotten it. When I got back to boarding school I saged everything and felt like I had picked up something dark.
Anyways Idk anything it just felt like it was worth sharing my one undeniably paranormal experience, albeit the substances may make my story questionable, to this day I have never experienced anything else like that.

using talk to text so l apologize for any typos here. but also wanted to add that a couple days after that my dad and my stepmom showed up to visit as well and I hadn't told any of them about it because it would've been admitting to partying, not that they would've minded, but I was trying to keep it straight and narrow in their eyes. Anyways, I convince them to bring me to sushi one night and on the way there, I'm sitting in the backseat with my grandma and she starts telling a story about when they bought the house she got the real estate lady drunk one night and the lady told her abt about how she isn't supposed to say this, but two other families had already backed out of escrow on that property because they thought it was haunted and had rotten smells. and my grandma goes on to say "well l'm not scared of ghost because I grew up in Connecticut in a haunted house, and I hear footsteps upstairs sometimes, but it doesn't smell and it doesn't scare me at all" think she mentioned they checked for a skunk and didn't find anything but maybe that's a mental fabrication. anyways that's definitely part of what cemented this as real in my mind because : prolly would've forgotten about it otherwise.

she describes it as a big light grey circle, with a small light above it. she woke up in the middle of the night because of it.

couple of months ago she saw a light grey figure standing next to her, then it faded too.

my mom isn't into spirtuality at all, so that's why i'm asking for her, lol.

worth the mention that my dad passed away 3 months ago, and my brother 10 years ago at the age of 18. could it be perhaps that they are visiting her? or is it something completely different??

then another question to add; IF it was a spirit, why would it come in a little light, or rounded shape? instead of a full sillhouette?

i heard a knock on my window thrice. loud knocks. i checked my cctv theres nothing outside. i even caught the knocks on video, but i cant see anything unusual on my cctv.

I'd heard of this browsing r/horrorlit but I didn't know this is a real world phenomenon until recently. Can anyone tell me about it? The only Appalachian gods I had heard of before are the Cherokee gods and they are fairly "normal" gods as native traditions go. The Old Gods sound sinister so I'm curious.

the post might be long, i apologize! it’s a lot to get out.

so i (F) have always had an interest in the paranormal and such, i’ve had dreams about places i’ve never been to before or things that have never happened only to visit said place or said thing happening years later. which i would be happy to go into detail about if interested. but that is not the reason for the post.

its only happened a few times in my life, but i will have these “episodes” where i will be PETRIFIED of death, all i will think about is death and dying, people i love dying, the afterlife and such. but overall, just death. its not the “oh god im going to die one day and so will my loved ones” type of feeling, it’s pure doom and the feeling that death is HERE currently.

theres no warning or nothing that causes them to start, it’s completely random and hits hard and fast. nothing that normally helps like medication, ice baths, etc helps. the only thing that makes me feel even the slightest bit of ease is dirt, and the woods. literally going into nature and shoving my hands and feet into the dirt and just being surrounded by nature is the only thing that helps.

the episodes last less than a week, around 5 days or so. and every time someone close to me or someone i love dies and the episode ends and that’s just it. it’s like it never happened at all and it’s just over.

the first time it happened i was fairly young, so i can’t remember much i just know it was my grandfather. the others are fairly recent so i can go into more detail.

episode 2 happened around 2018? the same routine, nothing triggers it, it happens, i connect with nature to feel better and then someone dies. this time it was my childhood best friend, it was extremely sudden and wasn’t something like lifelong health issues, etc. it was devastating and i miss her a lot, but once again the episode was just over just like that.

episode 3 is currently unfolding, and it happened while grocery shopping early last weekend. during the second day or so of the episode i kept telling my husband that i thought someone was going to die because i swear it’s happened before and this wasn’t anxiety or anything like that. it felt like a warning, or something looming. on day five i slept in, and when i woke up i felt great, completely normal. i kept thinking to myself ‘oh wow yeah that WAS anxiety and just in my head, jeeze.” two hours later my husband called me in hysterics because his grandmother, who was like a mother to him and raised him had passed away earlier in the day suddenly. she had a DNR so they let her go. she was a great woman who raised a great man and she will be missed so, so dearly.

but i cant get it out of my head? i don’t have an explanation for it.

sorry if this is confusing, im sure some of it might be crumbled together so im very happy to clarify any confusion. i just cant make sense of it.

This story is probably much more tame that the things you guys are used to, but felt lile a lot to me.

A few years ago, my parents moved house. Not a big deal, they just though that my childhood house was too big for them after me and my siblins had left, so they wanted to find a cheaper place with less stairs before they got older.

Anyway I accompanied my mom to see a few flats on sale and we found one that looked like an ideal pick. Accesible, closer to where I currently live, a reasonable price... I wouldn't say it was a bargain (there was nothing to be suspicious), juat a good deal.

But my mother said "this place gives me bad vibes" and asked me to find somewhere else.

That sounded out of character for her. She is not at the esoteric side: she likes to hear horror stories sometimes, has a moderate sense of spirituallity (goes to church every week) but she is not the type of person who constantly make decisions based on "vibes" and "good or bad feelings". But she was adamant this time: she had felt bad vibes and didn't want to live there.

We I got home, my curiosity took over and I decided to look on the internet to see if something had ever happened in that building.

Two suicides. One in the 80s, another one in the 2000s. Both in the same flat.

This is hard to explain but I thought I can only share it here, I am NOT sure if this belongs here or not, if not, sorry in advance.

I was born in the early 2000's, and in my mind the way I remember or think of all the decades before the 2000's, is filled with the generic cliche things, pop culture stuff I've seen and some big events that happened then. For example when I think of the 1920's I remember flappers and gatsby. or the 80's to me are big hair, good music and cool patterns.(I think you get the whole idea)

Now the 90's for me are things like Nirvana and grunge, and the tv show friends, Jennifer Aniston and chunky laptops. The other day I was thinking about 90's and I thought "oh yea friends and...wait no the other big thing..." and I couldn't remember what the other big thing was, but that's not all of it, I also got a horrible gut feeling and anxiety and a sense of loss ...over not remembering a decade's probably very cliche something?

I tried to let it go but it has been bugging me soooo bad, I feel like the memory of a something big from the 90's is removed, was it a tv show? Band? A person!!?? I don't feel like this about any other decade, I don't feel this sense of loss and sadness and anxiety and pit in my stomah over anything like it.

It's like a page removed out of a book, something big was there and I can't remember what, no matter how much I look into 90's stuff.

That's not even my problem, my problem is why do I feel so bad about it, it's not that deep l??

Sorry it feels kind of like someone removed my memory or removed something from the world?? I don't even believe this can happen thay's why I'm here, there is a gap there! Something is missing from the 90's

What are the religious/spiritual backgrounds of people on here? I'm just curious what people believe about the paranormal and how they look at/interpret supernatural events. For example, I'm Catholic I believe that the vast majority of supernatural encounters/beings are demons disguised as something else in order to trick people or gain their trust.

when I was growing up I lived 30 miles from where Clay Aiken lived and grew up. I didn't know him but he was a big deal in the rural area we lived in. He had a house built for his parents in this town and my husband delivered their belongings through the moving company he worked for. I remember seeing the home while dropping someone off and my husband was like that's it. it was a really nice home off of a half paved half dirt road.  it was a big deal where we lived 

I was talking to someone and I referenced this artist and even told them my husband delivered to them and they started googling in front of me. they showed me he had never lived in MO and I was so confused. My husband,my mom and my best friend all remember this happening and him being such a big deal to the community. this is really bothering me and I probably would have thought I was going insane if my people didn't remember the same thing but I've asked quite a few people who still live in the area and they have no clue what I'm talking about. Another crazy thing is that there WAS an American idol winner from this town but her name is Hannah Harper according to Google and I've absolutely never heard that name before in my life . Another weird thing about this is my last name is Harper .I would really like to get others openions on this so it can stop hurting my brain.

Two nights ago (48 hours ago almost exactly) I lit candles in my house. I always do when I cook and clean. I light a candle in every room. While I was cooking a friend called me over so maybe two hours later I blew out all the candles. One of the candles I didn’t blow out bc it ALWAYS goes out by itself. It never stays lit more than 2 hours and idky just never does. I remember looking at it and it was going out. By the time I got back home it was all the way out. Okay so 48 hours later I just saw that my candle was fully lit. How is this possible? This is a candle that has NEVER stayed lit for more than 2 hours (had this candle for almost a year) and has been out for 48 hours. A little freaked out lol And yes it is kinda warm in the room it’s in. Is this science or more than science? I’m so confused.

Hi! This is really really weird and I don’t know what’s going on, if anyone may be able to provide some insight that would be awesome, and thank you in advance.

My parents are both dead. My dad’s been gone for 10 years this year, and my mom died a little over a year ago. I often have really vivid dreams, always have, and after my mom passed I moved back into my childhood home with my boyfriend (m25, we’ll call him N, I’m f25) to give it a fresh coat of paint and a little love before we sold it. Since we’ve moved back, I’ve kept having super vivid dreams, but now it’s mostly featuring my parents. I’ve had dreams about my dad for the last ten years, and it’s fine, he usually comes running up to me with a big smile and we sit and talk and catch up.

With my mom though, it’s different. She always has her back to me in these dreams, and while my dad would be walking toward me, she would be walking away from me. I don’t really need to get into the psychology behind that, the dreams aren’t the weird part. The point is I never see her face in my dreams. Anyway.

This is the weird part. My mom passed in the house, and I thought she might still be hanging around, but now I don’t think it’s my mom anymore. I’d see weird glimpses of something moving around a corner or see her walk around the corner in the kitchen, but ALWAYS with her back to me, but it was definitely her. She had always dyed her hair jet black and was about 5’8 and thin, and that is what I’ve been seeing. A tall, thin lady with her jet black hair. But I’ve never seen her face. Yesterday N and I were talking about it, because he’s seen weird stuff here too, heard footsteps at night with me, etc, so it’s not weird to bring it up. He mentions he’s seen my mom twice in the last three days. Okay, cool, not weird.

Then he tells me she had no fucking face. She apparently poked her head around a corner and fucking looked right at him but instead of her face it was her hair and just smooth white where her face should be. TWICE. And that’s when I realized I have never seen her face either. Now I’m thinking that it might not actually be my mom, whatever is hanging out here. Does anyone have any experience with this or any ideas as to what it could be if it’s not her???

For reference, neither of us are on any medications or have any sort of history with any disorders, and we’ve both separately seen and heard things going on. He’s been my best friend for almost 18 years, so there’s no reason for him to lie or gaslight me about it. He’d straight up tell me I was crazy if he didnt believe me. CO detectors are working fine, that was the first thing I checked. My dog will respond to it too, he’ll lift his head up or perk his ears and look as well.

Has anyone had any experience with an object or book haunting them?

My mom refuses to have a book on a negative topic in her house because it brings bad luck.

Im wondering if this is actually true. Can objects just about bad topics actually be haunted just because of the subject?

So context here, I live in an army base. I grew up on this base and have experienced things my whole life. I became friends with my neighbors and one of their friends I met, I'll call him c for now, c is a practicing norse and has Norse beliefs. I am pagan. He came to hangout after doing a cleansing for someone because supposedly the ex-girlfriend had done some things and left something behind. I had just felt off about his whole Energy when he was hanging out. I came home when something felt off. I felt like something was watching me and felt eyes. When I was locking the door I had heard 3 loud knocks from the outside. I have had things happen but never the knocks and the feeling of eyes. I am hoping maybe to get some advice on why this might happen thank you