r/ParanormalEncounters

When I was in fifth grade me, my mom and my younger sister moved to a new flat. It was just women at our house because my father stayed fat away because of business. The building we lived In was actually owned by my Grandpa's younger sisters husband. So we felt safe living there.

The first week we lived there, it was okay. Except I always felt there was someone doing activities outside our main door late at night (maybe dancing or jumping) . As a kid I didn't think much of it and I'd never open the door either.

A while later, one night I fell asleep very late at night. My bad was pretty big and there was a sliding glass on my wooden bed where I kept my small dolls. Since I sleep with my head that, that night I heard some faint knocking sound from that sliding glass, I was really sleepy so I didn't think much and opened the sliding glass. And immediately some type of white smoke came out (idk if I remember wrong) and it went out of the open window. Like I said as a 5th grader kid, I genuinely didn't gaf. And slept like a baby.

Next morning before going to school I told my mom while she was tying my hair I mentioned it in the passing. She seemed to become a little anxious and told me that I was dreaming and that i didn't have to go to the school that day. I was happy.

On the same evening, she called some type of voodo person (Ojha) , idk what they call them in english to our house. And there was some family members too. The ojha did some prayers,sprayed holy water on me and left. When I asked my family members what it was they didn't say anything.

That was the end of that. But a few days later. The calling bell on our house went off like crazy very late at night. And it wasn't just us but other tenants too. So we went to check downstairs. And it seemed that a man was brutally beating his wife and his wife was clicking everyone's calling bells on panick.

I remember this clearly because I also went down with my mother. After a few hours. The man gained consciousness and said that he didn't remember beating his wife and kept saying that he was possesd.

This incident stuck to me because of how gutteral the man's voice sounded and for a kid it's scary ASF.

After exactly staying in that building for 5 months, my mother couldn't take it any more and moved. Despite the expenses. Apparently there were other unexplainable things happening, which I wasn't made aware of.

Later when we moved, I accidentally heard my mom saying to my grandmother that a violent djinn lived in that building.

Hey guys this is kinda dumb but I need help Identifying the type of spirit in my house and if I should be worried. It hasn't attacked anyone yet ive been living there for almost 4 years but ive had some really weird encounters.

Ig to start my most recent one was this last sunday night it was around 10 pm I just got my baby to sleep and my sister and wife were out at the bar. My sister ended up leaving early and came over while my wife stayed out with her friend. (This is important to note) we where standing in the living room just talking about how her night out was when we heard my back door open and my wife calling out "hello" clear as day both me and my sister heard it and so did my oldest son who was still up at the time. So me and my sister go to check thinking my wife went out to smoke and wanted us to know she was home and couldn't find anything or anyone. Checked my wifes location and she was still at the same bar. I also occasionally here convos when im alone in the house or footsteps. I also have video evidence on when a painting i had hanging was thrown off the wall. I also have video catching a shadow figure walking across the living room with audible footsteps, and another of my shed door being ripped off I dont have the outdoor footage but its worth noting there was no wind that night confirmed by our outdoor camera. My scariest one which most wouldn't find so scary was one night I was putting my youngest son to bed my wife and oldest were in our room. I was bent over tucking my son in and I heard soft footsteps behind me with that distinct background noise damper when someone blocks the sound with their body. So I turn around thinking it was my wife to see nothing. I thought huh thats weird so I walked out to see a shadow of a head on the ground walking into the living room still thinking it was my wife I walked in the living room and found nothing. So I continued to the kitchen and nothing i even looked outside and didnt find anyone. Ik I have 3 different ones there is an old man we think he passed from natural causes hes just confused most of the time then there is the black man out In the back my son calls him the shark tooth man. Finally there is what presence its self as a little girl but we dont think is actually a little girl cause any time shes around we get a sense of dread and evil.

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.

I was at Marshall’s today and something happened that I genuinely can’t explain, and I need someone to debunk this because it scared the hell out of me.

I was standing at the end of the makeup aisle talking to my mom when a primer suddenly FLEW off the shelf. And when I say flew, I mean it FLEW off. It didn’t just tip over or slide off.

And it wasn’t even sitting on a flat shelf. It was hanging on one of those display hooks that curves upward at the end a little so products don’t come off easily. Somehow it still launched off VERY fast like someone threw it.

There was nobody else around besides my mom, and she wasn’t even close to the aisle. When I picked it up and put it back, I noticed some other makeup products swinging too.

My mom also saw the whole thing happen too.

I also realized the product was one i’ve been wanting to try for a while and it was pretty cheap so I was debating getting it but that whole thing just creeped me out so much that I ended up not buying it

Update: I went back and got the primer!!

edit: i know this is getting long and i’m sorry but this is really freaking me out! I was making some mac n cheese and the box was on the counter when i heard a noise and went to go look, the box was across the kitchen. Air conditioning wasn’t on, no windows were open, cats were next to me or in my room.

so i was checking the street view of infamous yellow house of nagoya which is known to be haunted and cursed,and is now demolished and made to a parking ,i was exploring it on street view and saw some terrifying figures

#1 a little boy or a man

see very carefully one the window ,a little down and you can see a pale boy staring at you .it may also be an illusion but i cant just ignore it..

#2 some weird figure

there is also a weird figure see on the door carefully,i cant describe it what is it but it seems so odd.please share your thoughts with me cuz i cant process this alone

The title says it all really.

My daughter is now 2,5yo and she is really talkative now. Last month all of a sudden when next to me in bed (we still sleep together), after her story she suddenly says "daddy I am afraid.." so I ask her why and she tells me "that someone is coming in and bite me" I thought I misunderstood. But she repeated it a couple of times.

It went through my head she was stalling for bedtime as she, and kids in general, do but this was different. That night she woke up her mom with the same story.

Now we've been away for a while to my mom's house, hasn't mentioned it the whole time. We come home and again, just in the living room this time she tells her mom she's scared of the man and that he's gonna bite her. Her mom asks what man. And she point to the window and says "that man mom!" Like her mom would see him too. She goes on to tell her mom he sometimes comes inside too. And mainly that she's scared.

Apparently I can't ask requests but any of you have a similar exp?

Edit: Today she told her mom she has pushed it away, it goes away but it always comes back. She said it bites her all over. Also that it bothers her little brother.

We found someone we told the story to that says a bunch of people were killed in the area and one of them was very angry about dying before he died. He says that that is what's bothering her.
He made us prepare something and sprinkle it around the house and other places she had seen it. Also rub it on her arms, legs and face to protect her and the house against it.

The mixture was of water, onion, garlic, bluing, pompeia lotion and sulphur. He prayed over the bucket and then I had to sprinkle the water around the house from top to bottom and outside, the places my daughter has seen this thing.
After that I put seasalt in little cups in every corner of the house. The plan was to not wash the floor for 3 days.

I am adding this for everyone that is in a similar situation and looking for a solution.

The man that did this for us is a family friend called Uncle and he does this for free. He is a poor man. My wife is from south america and she tells me it is a blessing and a curse, but if you use your gift to become richer it will become corrupt. So there's some stories of others providing the same service but after they asked for stuff their blessing didn't work anymore.

(Original post in in r/Paranormal. https://www.reddit.com/r/Paranormal/s/myIy1urVRr)I need to provide a bit of context to this post, and I want to make sure that it’s not considered rule breaking by posting a “follow up” because years ago I attempted to provide one and it was immediately removed.

I posted an experience a few years ago about seeing an apparition or “shadow being” in my closet that really fucked my life up. I dropped everything and lived with a friend for a while that was supportive but also concerned I was experiencing a mental breakdown/hallucination.

I stayed away from the home I purchased for a bit over a month before I had the nerve to return and carry on with my life. This month long hiatus financially fucked me and almost caused me to lose my job and file for bankruptcy.

Anyway. Context established.

It’s still here. I know it’s here because I’ve heard the damn thing every week or so. It taps rhythmically. It rattles the doorknob occasionally like a child that can’t quite figure out how to use it, but maybe it’s just messing with me.

Last night was different though. It wasn’t in that closet anymore. I saw it again. I was standing in the kitchen, around 12-1am and I was drunkenly cooking an omelette with leftover steak and some frozen hash browns.

It stood in my bedroom doorway. I glanced over and there it was. Just like before. Shadow in a physical form.

I immediately just screamed “NO” closed my eyes and said something like “holy fucking shit noooooo”. With my eyes closed I walked in the opposite direction towards the garage because ?? No idea I was just fucking terrified. I stood in the garage and smoked cigarettes and drank beers from the garage fridge attempting to reason with myself and do “something” about it. What the fuck can you really do though? It’s still here. It doesn’t hurt me. It just scares the shit out of me.

When I returned inside, drunk as all hell, there was obviously nothing there anymore. I think I was too fucked up to care anymore and just collapsed on my bed fully clothed and passed out.

That’s it. That’s my latest experience with the bullshit.

Original post is titled “Okay, Ghosts are real.” I’m really sorry if I’m breaking any rules with this update. I’m using a separate account, but I can guarantee I am the OP.

I’ve shared my experience regarding the old auditorium at Jerome High School before, but I need to talk about what happened immediately after.

​As the tour group moved on, I had to follow them down into the basement, right next to the boiler room. If the auditorium had an "intense" energy, the basement was something else entirely. It was pitch black, and the air felt heavy with a deep, dark presence.

​My body started reacting before I even fully processed the room. My hair stood on end, I was covered in gooseflesh, and that "eerie presence" I’ve felt before was dialed up to ten. My survival instinct was screaming at me to turn around and get out of that basement.

​But then, the weirdest thing happened: my logical brain took the wheel.

​I found myself in this bizarre, involuntary tug-of-war. Part of me was terrified, I genuinely didn’t want to see anything in that dark space. I was physically recoiling from the atmosphere. But at the same time, I couldn’t stop looking. My eyes were glued to the shadows, desperately scanning, forced by some strange compulsion to observe what was there.

​It was a total "push-pull" feeling within myself, the visceral fear of the unknown fighting against the clinical curiosity of the observer. I’ve always felt I had a certain sensitivity to these things, but I’ve never felt my own biology fight against my conscious mind like that.

​Has anyone else ever felt that "push-pull" sensation when investigating a location? That feeling where your body is begging you to leave, but your brain refuses to look away? I’d love to hear your thoughts.