Spooky and strange stories of ATS members sharing thread!!

a reply to: LadyGreenEyes

Same. Just got our house not that long ago, freaky stuff is occurring all the time. Only,different, thing I know is it was built in 1940and has had a high turnover of owners before us. And it DOES look like a stone grave in the back yard but I do not even want to know

originally posted by: M00nStar
a reply to: LadyGreenEyes

Same. Just got our house not that long ago, freaky stuff is occurring all the time. Only,different, thing I know is it was built in 1940and has had a high turnover of owners before us. And it DOES look like a stone grave in the back yard but I do not even want to know

Have you tried ordering whatever is there out? Have had nothing in the place we are now, and the only weirdness in the old place stopped after I did just that.

originally posted by: FlyInTheOintment
An experience i had when I was 17 (I'm now 34).

I was resting in my bed, inside my secure room in a hostel here in North West UK. I was drifting off to sleep, and went into a hypnopompic state before actually getting into the land of nod. Immediately, I felt the manifestation of a 'woman' materialise on top of me (like a sexual position), and she leaned forward - I could feel a sense of her wanting to kiss me, and being young & inexperienced in the ways of other-worldly stuff, I obliged. As she kissed me, from her mouth into my own, a large ball of hard jelly-type material was passed, which seemed immediately to somehow self-propel down my throat, into my stomach. I panicked & the hypnopompic state dissipated.

*snip*

My question to you is - have you heard of anything similar? I really cannot find any evidence of anything quite like this happening to anyone else, ever.

Oh, wow, that's bizarre! Never heard of that, though I did know someone who claimed the "woman" came to him in a house that was known to be haunted, and he "dreamed" of actual sexual activity. Said he felt violated later. In your case, did you ever consider deliberately throwing up? Think I would have!! I'd demand those x-rays, as well. Lost, my eye! Definitely something to check into!

Odd, though.....I did have some gastro distress for a time, around the same time I had an ulcer, and I dreamed of a small dragon being pulled out through my abdomen. After the dream, the distress settled, and pretty much went away. Weird, huh? No sleep issues, though, and no paralysis-type events, and I sleep lightly.

Hope you can get checked out, for whatever that is.

originally posted by: oldme
a reply to: LadyGreenEyes

To: LadyGreenEyes.
I didn't mean it in a mocking way and I apologize if it came across that way.

I wouldn't know what to call it either. It kind of reminded me of something my sister experienced.

Never thought you did! I don't know what to call it, either, so that's what I call it. Creepy, in any case, and glad it went away!

originally posted by: oldme
Years ago, my sister invited me to her family's house. When I walked through the front door, the place felt different, but I didn't say anything; the house wasn't like that before. Later that day, she asked if I sensed anything. I told her it felt like something was watching us, but in particular her... like a peeping-tom. She then told me that a few weeks prior, she was in the shower and a figure was peeking around the bathroom doorway at her. She thought it was her husband, so she jokingly shouted at her husband- Hey!!! Get out of here!
*snip*

Oh, creepy!!! Did it keep coming back? Time to evict a shadow!

originally posted by: oldme
One of his friends kept insisting he (his friend) lived across the street from a haunted house. But, every time he wanted to show friends... nothing happened. He asked if my buddy wanted to take a chance to see see a ghost. My buddy said- Of course!
At his friend's place, they were on the 2nd floor and they had to wait until night... no drinking allowed that night. I think he said it was a little after midnight when he heard this squeaking noise from across the street. They made a small opening in the curtains to peer out; my buddy said it was a little foggy. Across the street was an abandoned house with a white picket fence. He said- bah! Just a creaky fence! Good one!
Sshhh, his friend said and told him to keep looking. As they looked at the front yard across the street, something appeared and started going through the solid fence in a cicular motion. A couple minutes later, it became more visibly clear- it was a little girl on a tricycle... a squeaky tricycle. My buddy watched for about 10 minutes straight, but the girl was there a longer and then disappeared, as well as the squeaking. No drinking, no projector, no prank, etc. His friend said that happened once in awhile, regardless of the weather. But, he couldn't predict when.
My bud said to me- I can't say I haven't experienced it... I have no choice but to believe it is real now. I saw it with my own eyes and heard it.

Now that's wild! Maybe some sort of echo? Nothing "ghosty" ever happens when the hubby is around. Then again, I think I killed an evening for some people one night. Theater group was hanging out in the theater one night, after a rehearsal, and this place was old, and pretty creepy. One woman wanted to try that old "light as a feather, stiff as a board" thing, which I have seen tried before, but never one seen work. Her idea was that it was some sort of unconscious psychic thing. So, I decided to go along, but prayed that, if it was something evil, and not simply mental power, that no evil thing would be allowed around. Well, nothing happened, and the woman who wanted to do it seemed genuinely surprised! I didn't say a word, of course, but had a pretty good idea why things hadn't worked!

originally posted by: bluesjr
Cool thread! I'm gonna come back and read it all, but here's something that rocked my world:

About 5 years ago I went to a UCLA vs. Cal football game. My daughter was attending UCLA and it was parents day.

Early in the game a strange feeling came over me and I told my daughter that UCLA was going to win the game and that we would see the winning touchdown right in front of us as we were close to an end zone. That in itself was weird because I had never blurted out any sort of prediction like that in my life.

I sat there wondering what made me say that. Just before halftime, I was thinking, well that's not much of a prediction because that would be the end zone for UCLA to score in at the end of the game and I started debunking my own prediction. I stared at that end zone for a few minutes and then had another feeling. I told my daughter that it would happen between the A and the sideline (UCLA is painted in the end zone). She laughed, said "ok dad" and we watched the rest of the game.

With about 23 seconds remaining in the game, UCLA was ahead but Cal was in scoring position on the far end of the field. Looked like Cal was going to kick a field goal to win the game on that end. But Cal threw one last pass, and it was intercepted, and the UCLA player ran it back all the way to our end zone and he ran right between the A and the sideline. Right in front of us.

The home crowd roared for minutes as my daughter and I stared silently at each other in disbelief. We both knew at that moment that we had been given a sign of something metaphysical and unexplainable. It changed my life, started me on a path of metaphysical research and renewed my love of quantum physics. A few years later I learned of the quantum experiment which proved that the future can affect the past:

secondnexus.com...

Oh, fascinating! I'd have, had I heard that from a parent, believed it. My family is "weird" that way, though! Quantum studies are almost magical, it seems. Even the experts can't really explain why things work as they do, in that field. Link didn't work for me, though.

a reply to: kiro8lak

All of that, and you still left the bag! Wild, that one! Even prepped for it, you couldn't bypass what you dreamed. That's a bit disconcerting, if you think about it! No pun intended!

originally posted by: summerdaze
I have too many. I am very sensitive to things and so I see more than I honestly want to, but for now I will talk about something less spooky and more odd. Two time shifts in the same location in Toronto.

*snip*

Both times it was a sunny Summer day and no odd weather either.

Oh, wow, sounds like an old Twilight Zone episode! I remember one where some dude could see people behind the scenes of time, or something like that. That had to be frightening!

originally posted by: summerdaze
Also this one I am not sure is real or not. 2 years ago I was taking a nap in my room. Suddenly I remember running down a long corridor with a man in a astronaut-type outfit. He kept telling me I had to escape or they would find me. As we reached some weird chamber I told him to remove his helmet. He said if he did I would be scared. I insisted I wouldn't and when he did he looked like a reptile or bird-like thing. I said I thought he was beautiful and then there was a flash of light and I found myself staring up at the ceiling. I never wake up like that. I also don't lay on my back due to breathing issues. Still no idea what that was...

Huh.......no reptiles or birds, but I had a dream when I was a teenager, of going through this freaky place, that seemed filled with dangerous and crazy people, and someone told me, "He'll protect you", and there was a guy that carried me to a "platform", for safety, that looked much like my bed, then I woke up. Most interesting!!

I have stories to share!

The last house I lived at had some pretty strange things going on all the time! One night my wife, kids, and I, a friend of ours, and her two small children were coming home late. As we all pulled up our driveway (it was a longer gravel driveway, we lived outside of town on 6 acres of land) her son (around 5ish at the time) apparently started waving out his car window. After we all got out of our cars, our friend was kind of freaking out. She ran up the stairs with her kids and quickly went inside. When I got in, I asked her what was wrong and she told me she asked her son what he was waving at and he had told her he was waving at that man outside. It was pitch black out aside from the occasional lightning strike from the storm north of us.

Another night, my wife and I were... Um... "Spending time together" if you will. Out of no where, she screamed, jumped off, and began crying. She apparently felt something grab and pull on her left leg. Scared her to death!

Many of us had seen this entity. It was a tall skinny man wearing a black hat that was something in between a cowboy hat and a bowler hat. He wore blue jeans, a white button up shirt, and a black blazer. Doors and cabinets would open and close, lights would turn on and off, and he would knock on the front door (thats a crazy story too). I saw him, my wife did, her brother and his girlfriend had, another friend of ours stayed with us for awhile sleeping on the couch and she woke up to him standing near her feet (she came into our room and slept the rest of that night), and our kids claimed to have. He seemed seasonal. We would have these encounters during the spring and summer, never during the winter.

Anyway, that's a few of the experiences we had there!

a reply to: LadyGreenEyes

Yes lol! A fundamental when having bought a 1940 home or as previously, heritage homes. I have stated aloud that if they were not friendlies, then they were no longer welcome in this home as we own it now, not them. Didn't get rid of them, just intensified things. Brrrrrrrr.

a reply to: LadyGreenEyes

I've heard a saying... The only good theatre is a haunted one.
Good nothing happened and perhaps that was a good thing. I've heard of that "light as a feather", but never tried it. My parents raised me with the saying...
be careful what you wish for because you might get it.

My sister said after she told it to leave, she didn't see it anymore, but suspected it still came around... just hid better.

As for shadow experiences.
I’ve seen them twice that I remember well, but it when I was awake and both times had another person (different people both times) that saw them, too. I didn’t tell them what I saw, when I saw it, as I didn’t want to influence them into seeing anything. We discussed it later and I had them tell me what they saw first; it matched what I saw.

Here is a condensed one (still long).

One was about mid day, indoors and I watched as it's reflection move through a solid object. I would casually (so as to not alert my friend to the area) around and then to the area itself... no shadow. Then, my friend said said- what the hell is that! Several times, he looked back to the area and then back to the reflection in the tv (off) and pointed at the tv, saying something was coming towards us. I didn't want to lead his thinking, so I played dumb. He shouted- it's right there! We have to get out of here!

Suddenly, his body jerked and he angrily said- jerk! Why'd you hit me! I told him I didn't. Immediately, a visible red mark (handprint of palm & partial fingers; on the other side of his body were “fingertip” marks which lined up with the palm mark on is back) near the location of his heart, but slightly off to the right; it was as if something had reached through him. I then admitted what I'd seen and that I'd been not mentioning the shadow, so as to not convince him to see the same as I did. He kept insisting I'd hit him... he was pissed off! I told I didn't and even if I had, then explain the 5 fingertip marks on the front side of his body. He then realized it wasn't possible for me to have done it. The marks stayed red for over a week and he noted there was discomfort in that area. I’ve heard later that if the marks had been over his heart, he would’ve died right there.

The other shadow experience was at night, but indoors with all the lights on (bright, not dim), not violent.

Over the years after, I've heard many people say these shadows are harmless and some said shadows are cowards. But, I always remember what happened to my friend; I was there when it happened, saw what it did. Maybe it was a shadow and they really can hurt us, but are toying with humans to make us think they cannot? Or maybe it was something posing as one? Or something completely different? Or maybe there's a medical explanation? I don't know.

Yay, I get to talk about my experiences!

1. I had a lot of random stuff when I was a kid. My granddad was sensitive and it runs in my family (like one time he dreamed of a woman he knew surrounded by brass, and called my grandma from the riverboat to find the woman had died. She was cremated in a brass urn). I've had prophetic dreams, and I seemed to communicate with my granddad's ghost a lot when I was a kid. He died 13 months before I was born, and I sometimes wonder if I'm not him reincarnated.

2. I am now married, and we acquired a headboard from a family we knew who lived next door. It has a mirror in it. When we first moved in we had a lot of trouble with spirits, but we warded our bedroom, where most of the activity was, and it stopped. However, I was still having severe nightmares on occasion. I'm terrified of small animals - skunks, armadillos, etc, and one night I dreamed that a badger-like creature was coming up through the bed, attacking us. I screamed for about fifteen seconds solid, sure I was going to die. It happened one other time, when I dreamed an armadillo was attacking us. The going theory is that the dimension that rests behind the mirror contains a Night Mare, and it's strong enough to break wards.

3. Shadow people! Hubby and I have both seen them. The house he grew up in had a resident "Shadow Cat" that seemed friendly, and on two different occasions he saw humanoids in there. One was a malevolent-feeling figure just crossing the room, and another was standing in his bedroom doorway and seemed to be a shadow version of his dad (who is still alive).
We see occasional shadow figures in our house (there's a portal in the living room), but the highest point of activity we've experienced came on the 4th of July. I guess the fireworks stirred up the spirits. In the span of a few minutes, while the fireworks were going off, I saw one completely solid shadow figure cross up the hill from our house (it was against a lit background, so I could obviously see that it was a man of average height) and I turned to look and he was gone. A minute later, hubby saw an orb in the same area (not a lightning bug or firework). Just after that, I saw flickering in the bushes of my left on either side of the drive (it's a long drive, and curves), and as I was looking at it straight on, a shadow crossed the shadow of a tree on the side of a building.
It should be noted that, while it sounds like we have a lot of neighbors, we live on the backside of a summer camp. I live in one house in a line of three, with my parents on one side and my sister on the other. Neither of them were outside their houses. In front of us is a set of buildings that almost totally blocks our view of the road (that, and we're a little downhill from it, so we couldn't see it well anyway). The road itself is about 150 yards away, and to either side there's nothing for a quarter mile.

4. I'm a ghost hunter with my college group, and we've only had about three investigations, but we've had some activity.
On our last investigation we got some really weird EMF spikes that seemed to be in direct response to questions. If it's to be believed, a ghost was being falsely accused of scratching a teenage boy and refused to communicate with anyone but the boy's dad until we asked if it was innocent. We have that on video.
In the same investigation, I took a picture. It was a picture of a mirror, and to put it simply, I can't explain a shadow I see in the mirror. It creeped me out when I took it but I didn't know why. I even showed it to hubby, thinking it was just a trash pic, because I wanted to know if he felt the same vibe. I need to trust my instinct more.
A chair moved by itself in a bar on our first investigation. I keep kicking myself, I should've asked the owner of the bar if I could take away an old picture he found when he bought the place. He didn't know who it was of or why it was there, but it creeped me out too.

sorry for the long post

I have so many strange stories I don't know which to share, but I'll share the one that happened this morning.

I previously lived in a house that must have had one or more of those "portals" mentioned in the post before this one because there was all kinds of strangeness and encounters with cold spots that moved and shadow being of all kinds. I was so glad to move to this house as it has a wonderful clean happy feeling. So I generally try to avoid paranormal stuff so I don't taint this home. But sometimes I come back here and read some of the posts. I try to stay away from things I think could be problematic.

I wish I weren't drawn to paranormal topics but most of my life has had so much strangeness in it I can't help but keep reading to see if other people have experience similar things. It helps me understand better what I might have really experienced and what I might have imagined.

At any rate a few days ago I saw the thread about the strange doll in the Catskills started by forum member Cole Younger. I read the thread but decided not to risk seeing the video linked to the thread.

Then I think it was yesterday I dropped by to see what discussion there was about that topic and someone had posted pictures. I got creeped out and exited the thread fast. But for some reason despite having only a quick glimpse the one picture I saw stuck in my mind.

I woke at intervals this morning. I was able to go back to sleep each time. At one point I started to awaken and for some reason the picture from that thread came unbidden to my mind and all of a sudden I felt a crushing pressure pushing me down onto the bed like someone had put a concrete slab on top of me. It was really painful and scary. I could see my husband lying next to me but I honestly couldn't tell you if my eyes were open or not. It was early morning with some light in the room.

I told myself it is just sleep paralysis, which I am prone to and used to even though I always hate it. I also reasoned I was just dealing with the power of suggestion and that the pressure was due to me thinking of that picture and believing something would come of it. But all the reasoning didn't help ease the crushing pressure on me. I have felt pressure on me from sleep paralysis before but never ever like this. Ever.

So I just recited to myself in my head the affirmation that I believe in Jesus and believe Jesus has the power to drive off all evil and I therefore command this action to cease in the name of Jesus. And it faded away with a bit of a fight and I awoke fully, a bit ticked off, then rolled back to sleep on my side this time, so as to avoid another bout of sleep paralysis.

I think I did feel a presence or will behind the force being exerted on me. But honestly I was being crushed so damned hard my focus was on trying to figure out how to end it. Which is why I tried reasoning my way out of it.

I checked the last pages of that thread today to see what people were saying about it. One person said don't stream the video or the force will enter your home it's that strong. Others seemed to have proof it was a hoax. I have no idea. When it comes to stuff like Voodoo it's my understanding the power comes from the ability to turn your own thoughts against you via the power of suggestion. So...I suggest to myself to stick to cheerier topics and regular spookiness.

I remember the first time I realized that I could feel 'whatever it is'. I actually thought everyone had feelings like that, and or, they just mis-understood me. Until my family went to look at an old farm house they were thinking of buying.

I was about 10 years old. We all piled in a Volkswagen Square-back, a station wagon Volkswagen. The farm was pretty close to a River. It was a big American 4-Square. White, with Two Stories and like the name implied, square, and so big. Big. Pulling up I noticed the barn was the same white as the house, and, also big.

We all fell into the house, exited and eager to explore. Everyone went right and left just beyond the entrance...And, you could also go up the stairs to 2nd floor. When I entered the house I felt this 'flow' from the second floor, down the stairs, almost like a rushing of energy, at me. I looked at the top of the stairs and saw there was a room, the door open, with daylight flooding out... And this flowing -of not very pleasant- energy. I was a little scared, but, I walked up the steps into the room.

The room was empty, kind of a light cream green in color, and no curtains. It's funny what you remember. I remember hearing my brother and sisters running from room to room yelling out what they found. I remember thinking how filmy white the windows were as I walked toward them from across the empty, echoing room, into the flow of 'energy'.

Then I knew that the house was haunted. I could feel it in the room...But, it was also coming through the windows. As I walked toward the windows the Barn was directly in site. I wondered if the barn was also haunted as it came into view... then almost as quickly realizing it wasn't, for as I crested to the window I looked down to the back yard.

To a Playhouse.

Between the house, and the barn, was a handmade Playhouse for children to make believe in. The playhouse was the same white as the house, and barn, and, also made like a Farmhouse. I knew the haunting was mainly from the playhouse, but, also jumped through the windows, into the room, and down the stairs to the rest. The room I was in was the little girls room that used to live there, and, was haunting the place. From the playhouse.

My first full on discerning. I tried to talk to my sister about it but we were being ushered out by our parents. I never forgot that place. The look of the White House, with the white filmy windows and the haunted Playhouse in the backyard.

Much later I learned that the family had indeed had a tragedy and moved. However, it was not agreed among the parties if the little girl drowned in the river, or was hit on the road, or was taken in a ambulance and died on the way to the hospital but they didn't know why.

The house never did sell and was eventually torn down when they changed the way the highways met and redid the intersection before the bridge.

a reply to: Newt22
Oh goodness that is truly a good haunted house story. You described it so well. But how tragic for the spirit of the little girl. I wonder if she is free now that her house is gone.

When we came to see the house we bought and live in now, I also felt a strong flow of energy very strong in the room my daughter has now and it comes from the back yard. It's a very positive upbeat happy energy. Visitors to the house are always remarking how happy and friendly our house feels. My daughter and I traced it to a tree in the backyard. It's coming from the tree. However, my daughter can't feel the energy in her room the way I can.

originally posted by: M00nStar
a reply to: LadyGreenEyes

Yes lol! A fundamental when having bought a 1940 home or as previously, heritage homes. I have stated aloud that if they were not friendlies, then they were no longer welcome in this home as we own it now, not them. Didn't get rid of them, just intensified things. Brrrrrrrr.

Well, that's not good! Place we had the issue wasn't that old, maybe 40 years at the time, but whatever it was left. I do wonder of th beliefs and frame of mind of the owner have an effect.

originally posted by: oldme
a reply to: LadyGreenEyes

I've heard a saying... The only good theatre is a haunted one.
Good nothing happened and perhaps that was a good thing. I've heard of that "light as a feather", but never tried it. My parents raised me with the saying...
be careful what you wish for because you might get it.

Oh, the place was quite spooky, as far as that goes! I was with some friend in HS who tried it, and I wasn't really up on what was dangerous then. Then again, didn't work those times, either! Good saying, though, and very true.

originally posted by: oldme
My sister said after she told it to leave, she didn't see it anymore, but suspected it still came around... just hid better.

IN some ways, that's worse. Never know what is there!

originally posted by: oldme
As for shadow experiences.
I’ve seen them twice that I remember well, but it when I was awake and both times had another person (different people both times) that saw them, too. I didn’t tell them what I saw, when I saw it, as I didn’t want to influence them into seeing anything. We discussed it later and I had them tell me what they saw first; it matched what I saw.

Here is a condensed one (still long).

One was about mid day, indoors and I watched as it's reflection move through a solid object. I would casually (so as to not alert my friend to the area) around and then to the area itself... no shadow. Then, my friend said said- what the hell is that! Several times, he looked back to the area and then back to the reflection in the tv (off) and pointed at the tv, saying something was coming towards us. I didn't want to lead his thinking, so I played dumb. He shouted- it's right there! We have to get out of here!

Suddenly, his body jerked and he angrily said- jerk! Why'd you hit me! I told him I didn't. Immediately, a visible red mark (handprint of palm & partial fingers; on the other side of his body were “fingertip” marks which lined up with the palm mark on is back) near the location of his heart, but slightly off to the right; it was as if something had reached through him. I then admitted what I'd seen and that I'd been not mentioning the shadow, so as to not convince him to see the same as I did. He kept insisting I'd hit him... he was pissed off! I told I didn't and even if I had, then explain the 5 fingertip marks on the front side of his body. He then realized it wasn't possible for me to have done it. The marks stayed red for over a week and he noted there was discomfort in that area. I’ve heard later that if the marks had been over his heart, he would’ve died right there.

Now that's a seriously bad entity. Striking someone is a clear sign of trouble! Time to oust that one, prayer and fasting recommended before hand.

originally posted by: oldme
The other shadow experience was at night, but indoors with all the lights on (bright, not dim), not violent.

Over the years after, I've heard many people say these shadows are harmless and some said shadows are cowards. But, I always remember what happened to my friend; I was there when it happened, saw what it did. Maybe it was a shadow and they really can hurt us, but are toying with humans to make us think they cannot? Or maybe it was something posing as one? Or something completely different? Or maybe there's a medical explanation? I don't know.

My dad always called them "shades", but the ones he spoke of were just seen, and never interacted. One I saw in high school was white, not dark, which isn't usual. Passed by my bedroom door, late one night when I was reading. No real shape.

originally posted by: Ritual13
I have stories to share!

The last house I lived at had some pretty strange things going on all the time! One night my wife, kids, and I, a friend of ours, and her two small children were coming home late. As we all pulled up our driveway (it was a longer gravel driveway, we lived outside of town on 6 acres of land) her son (around 5ish at the time) apparently started waving out his car window. After we all got out of our cars, our friend was kind of freaking out. She ran up the stairs with her kids and quickly went inside. When I got in, I asked her what was wrong and she told me she asked her son what he was waving at and he had told her he was waving at that man outside. It was pitch black out aside from the occasional lightning strike from the storm north of us.

Another night, my wife and I were... Um... "Spending time together" if you will. Out of no where, she screamed, jumped off, and began crying. She apparently felt something grab and pull on her left leg. Scared her to death!

Many of us had seen this entity. It was a tall skinny man wearing a black hat that was something in between a cowboy hat and a bowler hat. He wore blue jeans, a white button up shirt, and a black blazer. Doors and cabinets would open and close, lights would turn on and off, and he would knock on the front door (thats a crazy story too). I saw him, my wife did, her brother and his girlfriend had, another friend of ours stayed with us for awhile sleeping on the couch and she woke up to him standing near her feet (she came into our room and slept the rest of that night), and our kids claimed to have. He seemed seasonal. We would have these encounters during the spring and summer, never during the winter.

Anyway, that's a few of the experiences we had there!

Oh, wow, scary stuff!! Kids see things, I think, that we don't. I'd have been scared as well, and as for your wife, yikes!!! That's quite disturbing. Still there, or in a new place? I'd likely be moving.

All in all, sounds like some reports that crop up online of a man in a hat. Very strange stuff. Almost like whatever it is wants to fit the preconceived notions or something. Makes you wonder. Curious, to, about why it never happened in winter. Not a factor I have heard before. Thanks for sharing, and to all in the thread! Hope I haven't missed anyone.

originally posted by: Squirlli
I'm so excited about this thread!

A few years ago, my mom got this cat, named Hairy-it, she was a rather large manecoon. This cat hated me, any time I would visit I would get randomly attacked, or she would stalk me through the house and just watch me. It was really weird. She didn't do this to anyone else, just me.

It became kind of a joke in the family. Over the years she got meaner and meaner, and weirder and weirder. She would try and climb the wall, or even knock things off of shelves on to me. She would crap in my shoes, and even started to attack my dogs.

This cat was totally mental. She wouldn't clean herself, she never meowed, and some times she would just face the wall for hours.

Anyways while visiting over thanksgiving, she got hit by a car, a couple years ago, my dad found her, and picked her up and brought her in, she was crushed, it was graphic and bad. My dad thought he had felt a heart beat still, but wasn't sure, so to be sure she was in zero pain he took her outback and well, he used a gun. It was winter time in Michigan so the ground was frozen, so I wrapped her up nicely, said a few words, placed her in a nice box, in the frozen garage, till morning, so my mom ( who wasn't home) could make a decision on what to do.

This all happened around 8pm, I put the kid to bed at 9, and I myself was asleep by 1030 pm. At around midnight, my son wakes me up calling for me, so I go to where he was sleeping and he tells me Hairy-it wants in, she was at the window. I have a talk with him about it ( he was 6 at the time) he goes to sleep. I chalked it up to a dream and go back to bed.

Now I was preggars with my daughter at the time, so I was no stranger to weird dreams. At about 2 am, I wake up and Hairy-it was sitting on the foot of my bed staring at me. Mangled and all, I screamed ( like a b*#%h) and jumped out of bed and flipped on the light. Nothing there. My dad had heard the scream and came running down stairs with his shot gun. He laughed at me, and gave me crap for being a big sissy...

Now I know even to this day, I had woken up, THEN seen that damn cat.
I didn't sleep the rest of the night.

About 6 am the next morning I'm up having coffee with dad, when he tells me that mom got in at 4am, he broke the news to her, etc ect.

Mom decided later that morning that she wanted the cat to be cremated, so I was going to take her to the vet to have it done. I go out to the garage where I know I left the box with the cat in it and the box is open and that cat is gone.

I open the garage door and there are cat tracks in the snow leading away from the house ( she was the only cat they had) so I followed them. They went around the house to my son's window, to the back door, in through the cat door.

We looked all frigging day! Couldn't find her anywhere. My dad is freaking out, because he made sure she was dead, and there was no way she could be alive. We didn't find her by bed time that night, so when every one went to bed, I couldn't sleep. That cat hated me, now it's a zombie screw that, I'm not falling asleep.

I blocked the cat door, I grabbed my ball bat, and I sat in bed all night awake. At about midnight I hear my dad yell and run through the house. I dash my pregnant butt upstairs as dad runs out the back door. Him and mom had been in bed asleep, when he had been woken up by what felt like a cat jumping on the bed, then mom said hi harry-it baby, and didn't actually wake up. It took him a minute to register what just happened and when it did he yelled and got up, he chased her out the cat door, which wasn't blocked like I left it, and out into the yard.

The next morning I went into the garage, and there was that evil zombie cat in the box where she was put, but not wrapped like I had done 2 nights before. I closed the box and used a whole new roll of duct tape and tapped that sucker shut good. Then I took it to the woods, called a friend he came out and met me, after I told him the story, he helped me dig into the frozen ground and bury the box.

Dad swears to this day, that he sees her out his window sometimes, out in the yard, just sitting and staring at the house.

I went to visit last year, and while parked in the driveway, something sliced one of my car tires. Dad doesn't have cats anymore, the new wife doesn't allow it. I left a pair of muddy boots out in the garage while in for lunch, came out about an hour later, there is cat sh*t in one.

It's weird, and I believe that that cat is an evil zombie cat.
I haven't been back to the burial spot, I really don't want to check it out, but I am curious if the body is still there...

This was the best thing I've read in ages!! Thanks

I don't post often but figured I'd share:

Creepiest things that have happened to me aren't nearly as good as what the rest of you have written but I'll share it here. Both of these instances happened within about 2 years of each other. They both occurred in a house I felt to be haunted. It's interesting becasue I just assumed that people were scared to be alone. When we moved after I turned 16, I was never afraid in my own house again... I felt that to be strange. Anyway on to the stories!

1. When I was 14 my aunt and grandmother both died in the same week. My aunt died of diabetic shock quite suddenly. Her death was sudden and we were close. I clearly remember that the entire week after her death at around 2 or 3 am the foot of my bed was jarred heavily like someone sitting down on the end of my bed. At the end of the week my grandmother ended her battle with cancer and joined my aunt. After that the shaking of the bed stopped. We didn't have any pets at the time and I know my aunt was the mischievous type, she was always jumping out of places to scare us. She knew I was afraid of ghosts and it wouldn't surprise me if she was messing with me, another reason I believe it to be her is that while the jarring startled me I never felt fear during the happenings.

2. As I said from the time I can remember I felt that there was evil in the house. I started to focus more on being positive in order to ward off any negative energy as I became a teenager. One night I had a dream that I was in my house but the house had a green hue to it and seemed decayed, there was a girl standing on the other side of the room laughing maniacally. I got an immense sense of fear as the figure laughed and told me there was nothing I could do to drive the evil from the house. My fear got the better of me and manifested itself into rage. I rushed the figure, grabbed it by the throat and told it to get the f' out of my house. It's the only time I have ever felt the presence of true evil, and don't get the wrong idea I wasn't brave about it I was scared to death, I was crying when I screamed into the being's face. After that I never felt creepy in that house...

I've had a few experiences but the one that I'm going to tell you now is mind boggling.

I'm married and live about 800 miles from where I was born and raised. A few years ago, wifey and I sent a nice sweater (front zipper type) to dad by mail for xmas. He was happy with the gift and couldn't wait for spring to come around so he could wear it to bowling.

So one day early spring he wore it to bowling, hung it up in the coat room. When bowling ended, being the president he was one of the last one to leave and his sweater was missing and only a leather jacket was hanging in that room. Thinking someone had stolen his sweater, he left quite p/o.

The xmas holidays following that spring my wife bought me a plane ticket to go visit my family. So I did visit them and the morning after my arrival, dad came out with a startling revelation.

When he woke up that morning, looking in the closet for something to wear, he found THAT SWEATER folded neatly over a shirt he had worn the week prior. And that happened the day I was there...

weird or what!!

I'll come back for more in a few... cheers