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2008-10-31 11:22:47 AM
When I was around 12 years old, my parents' house had an unfinished basement. The basement was always a scary place for me or my two younger sisters to go, because, well, basements are scary. Dad had a mounted elk head hanging from the wall in the basement that (probably at Mom's insistence) wasn't nice enough to hang upstairs in the living room.

When we were younger, the three of us had been a little scared of the deer, because it's this almost-alive-looking animal hanging on the wall in a scary basement. As the oldest, I had grown completely out of being afraid of it, but my two sisters were still a little hesitant to get too close to it. Being the brave one, trying to prove that there was nothing to be afraid of, I hopped up on a chair so I could be face-to-face with the thing. I stood there, grabbed its antlers, jostled it around, etc.

My sisters were in awe, and had stopped messing with it, but was still standing in the chair. All three of us were looking at the deer, and all of a sudden I could swear that I saw its nostrils flare. (I still very vividly remember seeing that to this day.)

I was old enough to no that I couldn't have just seen what I thought I saw. For a split second, I was trying to rationalize it. I bumped the deer? A shadow passed over it? A trick of the light? My imagination? But this attempt at rationalization was short-lived, because right after I saw the nostrils flare, both of my sisters screamed and bolted for the stairs. The immediate chain of events scared me enough enough that I hopped down from the chair and followed suit upstairs.

By the time I go to the top of the stairs, I had convinced myself that I had gotten startled and jumped, and that must have frightened my sisters. But when I got to the living room, both sisters were crying, telling Mom about how the deer's nostrils had flared. Keep in mind, the chain of events was too quick for me to have told them what I had also seen.

All three of us to this day remember the event clearly. What was it? A trick of the light? I actually told them I saw the nostrils flare, and they "invented" a memory of seeing the same thing? A ghost deciding to fark with three kids in the stupidest way possible? Who knows?
 
2008-10-31 11:23:33 AM
the_rev

Dude, thanks! :)
 
2008-10-31 11:23:37 AM
oh, in my current house weird stuff happens all the time. particularly after the hub started doing research on his family tree. i have all these figurines, etc on my dresser, and for a while, every two or three days i'd walk in and they'd all be turned to face the wall.

then one day i was home alone and i heard a knocking sound from the bedroom, and my pit bull, who NEVER goes into my bedroom unless i'm in there, went in and barked. i walked in thinking maybe something had fallen, but nothing was out of place. so i turned the light off (i remember doing this because the hub always b*tches that when i'm home i leave every light on" and went into the office to check my email. when i left the office to go back into the living room, my bedroom light was back on.
 
2008-10-31 11:23:37 AM
deevo: You are making out with your girlfriend when suddenly the phone rings. You pick up and ask, "Hello?" The voice on the other end says "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH MY DAUGHTER??" You ask your girlfriend how her dad got the number, but your girlfriend says her father's been dead for three years. THEN WHO WAS ON THE PHONE?

Her mom.
/too easy?
 
2008-10-31 11:24:30 AM
strawbury78: Dude, thanks! :)

I couldn't stand to see it the other way.
 
2008-10-31 11:24:54 AM
"If this won't stop the coughin', then NOTHING will!"
 
2008-10-31 11:25:14 AM
This site has true experiences sent in by readers. Some are ok but others are awesome.
http://theshadowlands.net/ghost/experiences.htmlLink (new window)
 
2008-10-31 11:25:26 AM
This happen when I was 6 or 7, can't remember the exact age since it been a long time ago but I remember the experience too well.

I was sharing a bed with my little sister and I was bothering/kicking her or something, and my mom slapped me up and told me to get on the floor next to the middle room door which was open. So I'm sitting there mad as hell and I look into the middle room.

The middle room door to the hallway was cracked open and I can see a faint light coming from the stairs. As my eyes adjust to the darkness I see this white floating thing at the door. I thought I was seeing things and closed my eyes but when I opened them it was still there.

I start calling my mom, who was in the bed right in front of me but she was knocked out cold. Whatever it was started slowing coming towards me. I start calling for my mom more and more but she still says nothing. The ghostthingwhatever was now like 6 feet from me and I am trembling in fear, but as it got closer I finally jumped up and literally jumped over my mom's bed into the other bed with my sister and jumped under the covers quivering in fear. I was so scared I fell asleep.

The next morning I wake up and my mom and sister is not there, downstairs in the kitchen or whatever. I still remember that like it was yesterday.
 
2008-10-31 11:25:32 AM
JohDHJ:
Move.


There's lots of weird things to happen in this house. One of my friends will not come back to visit me anymore. We bought another house that is a fixer-upper. Got it dirt cheap.

I'm afraid I'll have future stories to tell, as it was once a funeral home...and there is a funeral home right next door to it now.
 
2008-10-31 11:25:56 AM
This story really creeped me out:
Ted's Cave Story

/ not my story so no voting
 
2008-10-31 11:26:40 AM
This one time I ran out of beer and weed before going to work. It sucked.
 
2008-10-31 11:26:44 AM
The most creeped out I've ever been was almost two years ago. I was living alone at the time, just myself and a cat. This cat has been in the family for 16 years, and would sleep in my bed every night. When I went to bed she would either cut me off and jump on the bed before me, or be no more than a minute behind me. So one night I turn all the lights out and settle into bed. My eyes haven't adjusted yet and I can't see a thing. I've only been in bed about 30 seconds or so when I feel something impact the matress down by my feet. I call out to my cat and start patting the bed next to me so she will come close enough for me to pet her. She doesn't move, but I can still feel the weight of her pushing down on the matress. So I call her a couple more times, and she still doesn't move. Then I heard her meow, from the next room. My blood froze, hairs stood up, the works. I don't remember if it was 2 seconds or 2 minutes before I turned on the light, but when I did there was nothing there of course. I still remember holding my hand on the switch, looking towards the end of the bed. I just knew that when I turned on the light there was going to be some horrific monster staring at me.
 
2008-10-31 11:26:58 AM
strawbury78: JohDHJ:
Move.

There's lots of weird things to happen in this house. One of my friends will not come back to visit me anymore. We bought another house that is a fixer-upper. Got it dirt cheap.

I'm afraid I'll have future stories to tell, as it was once a funeral home...and there is a funeral home right next door to it now.


I look forward to reading your stories next year, then. :)
 
2008-10-31 11:27:53 AM
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2008-10-31 11:27:59 AM
sheep_shagger: This story really creeped me out:
Ted's Cave Story

/ not my story so no voting


Oh, I think that got outed in a previous Fark thread as being a fake...
 
2008-10-31 11:28:15 AM
Copied and pasted from my blog to prevent whoring or re-typing it all again. This happened in May of this year.

Ann thinks our room was haunted. The first night, she felt somebody tap her on the shoulder and when she woke up, she saw Anthony (our son) lying beside her dead asleep. No biggie; she figured he did it in his sleep and forgot about it.

The second night her back was facing the wall-and she claims she felt somebody (or something) rub her shoulder. Now that freaked her out and I do have to admit, I did hear assorted noises in the room-26162 at the Excalibur if you're keeping score-all night long.


BTW, Excalibur sucks.
 
Ni!
2008-10-31 11:28:18 AM
I haven't seen ghosts, but I've heard warnings. Once with my first husband, we were...getting intimate, and I heard a voice like someone actually in the room with us, say "You are looking at the face of Aids." Very clearly. I don't need to tell you the end of THAT story...thank God for meds is all.

Also someone told me "Jen's pregnant" (Jen being my sister) right as she got a positive test about 40 miles away. I knew the baby wouldn't be healthy or there wouldn't need to be anyone telling me that. Her son has neurofibromatosis.

Also, I had a really strange dream about an aunt the night she died in a car accident, and for a while there I could tell you when someone famous was going to die within 48 hours or so. That stopped several years ago.
 
2008-10-31 11:28:22 AM
The first house I ever lived in had a set of looooong basement steps. Well, it probably looked long to me because I was 7. But, my cousins and I would periodically play a little game where we'd dare each other to run into the basement while the lights were off, touch the far wall where a painting of an old man hung, and run back up. So one day, Cousin T and I (he was 8) are in the kitchen and he throws out the basement challenge.

A little background:
The painting of the old man on the wall was a large head portrait. I do not know if it was of a relative or just a random old black guy, but it always made us uneasy because the eyes would follow you around the basement.

So, I remember standing at the top of the basement stairs and looking down into the darkness and it looked like a soup. I had done it before but for some reason I was really dreading it this time but I wasn't going to let Cousin T call me a punk so I dive down the stairs and it PITCH black, except for the light coming from a small unpainted part of the window on the basement door. A little sliver of light came in and it lit up the left side of the painting. And as I ran towards the wall the only thing I could see was that old man's face. I touched the wall and here's where it got wierd. Running the other way, bak towards the steps it felt like somebody was holding me back. Almost like I was running into a semi-strong wind. I vividly remember feeling something pushing against me and when I looked back all I could see was half of that old man's face. So, I holler for Cousin T to turn the light on and he laughs and so I begin to scream it, knowing he would have to turn it on before my grandmother came downstairs to find out what the problem was. As SOON as the light came on it seemed like I was able to shoot out of the basement. It could all have been mental, but I have no doubt about what I felt.
 
2008-10-31 11:28:24 AM
my x wife and i rented an apartment that was an old house converted into upper and lower apartment. the dining room had two outside walls that were solid galley style windows that swung in. We'd awaken cold 4 or 5 times a week to find one window open. all the windows had a very tight latch on them and would never open during the day nor could this window be rattled to loosen the lock/latch. After the window opened on us for about the 12th time i put a big heavy candle in front of the window and it did not open during the week i had it there. Within 2 days of moving the candle the window started opening again on its own. Our fridge would constantly adjust itself to a warmer setting and had to be fixed every 2 or 3 days, the control was not lose and repeated opening and closing of the door did not seem to make it move. The door between the kitchen and dining room was a galley style swinging door that would only catch and stay open when pushed into the kithen, not into the dining room. One day for some reason i pushed the door very lightly with one finger and it swung slowly and evenly into the dining room and held open. this was the one and only time it did this, and to open it into the dining room normally required pushing it all the way and holding it.

i had friends that lived upstairs and all had similar stories and were constantly seeing things out of their peripheral vision.

At another house i rented, that i know the original owner died in, i was laying in bed with the x and i could make out an outline of a lady's face in the reflection of the light cover on the ceiling. I asked her if she noticed anyting and she told me she saw a face in the cover. We'd often lay in bed at night talking and having spent a lot of time staring at that light cover, i'd never seen anything other than the trees outside reflecting off it. Other friends that rented the house after we did had stories, the best being one kid that had a drum set in the attic. while taking a break he heard the stairs squeek like someone was coming up them, but no one appeared at the top, a few seconds later his cymbol 'crashed' as he was sitting there.
 
2008-10-31 11:28:30 AM
the_rev: strawbury78: Dude, thanks! :)

I couldn't stand to see it the other way.


:) I just noticed it was out last night. It was a bit lonely today. It's much appreciated
 
2008-10-31 11:28:39 AM
Rapmaster2000: Hot Carl To Go: Rapmaster2000: One time I got totally shiatfaced and had sex with this super hot chick. When I woke up in the morning, she was fat. BOOOOOOOOOO.

But her unannounced penis was ok?

Hey, I'm not a homophobe or anything.


I am all about getting more bang for my bucks.
 
2008-10-31 11:28:56 AM
JohDHJ: Oh, I think that got outed in a previous Fark thread as being a fake...

Of course, but it's still cool.
 
2008-10-31 11:29:41 AM
Bondidude: The scariest thing in the world would be...

If they gave Sinbad another television show!

/not obscure, at least on Fark


LOL! I'd forgotten that line...

The scariest thing ever.. is if you went to reach for something.. and it WASN'T THERE...
 
2008-10-31 11:30:29 AM
bobgilbert: And just like that he earned his new Farky title

I suppose it could be worse.
 
2008-10-31 11:31:16 AM
The Loaf's Journal: October 31, Nineteen Eighty Two Thousand Eight

Pumpkin carcass in alley this morning. Tire tread on burst innards.

This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face.

The streets are extended gutters, and the gutters area full of candy. And when the doors finally close, all the children will drown have bad teeth.

The accumulated filth of all their costumes and silly clothing will foam up about their waists. And all the slutty school girls and pirates will look up and shout "Trick or Treat!".



And I'll look down and whisper, "No."

And then they'll egg my house.
 
2008-10-31 11:31:47 AM
Hot Carl To Go: Rapmaster2000: Hot Carl To Go: Rapmaster2000: One time I got totally shiatfaced and had sex with this super hot chick. When I woke up in the morning, she was fat. BOOOOOOOOOO.

But her unannounced penis was ok?

Hey, I'm not a homophobe or anything.

I am all about getting more bang for my buckstts.



fixed
 
2008-10-31 11:32:21 AM
Last year, I took my little brother on a guided ghost tour through Old Town Alexandria (Virginia). At one stop, our guide talked about three killers who were being held in a jail near our spot and who had apparently died of fear while listening to their gallows being built outside. As she told the story, my brother and I were both suddenly struck deeply by the smell of sawdust - late at night, in an upscale brick neighborhood, with no construction anywhere nearby.

. . . ok, not as cool as some of these stories. But it happened, and it freaked us both out.
 
2008-10-31 11:32:28 AM
Snarky_Chique: Wow you never would have made it growing up where I did. I grew up just north of Gallup on Highway 666.

I've been a lot of places, but I've never, ever felt like I did there that night, before or since. A large part of it was where I was staying that night, but something about that town seemed not right.
 
2008-10-31 11:33:42 AM
both of my brothers went to VMI and some of the stories i heard from them are really freaky. one of my brothers, who is a big tough, no BS kind of guy, captain in the army is now afraid of one main thing- buying a house that is haunted.
 
2008-10-31 11:34:02 AM
When I was teaching English in China I was living in a converted hotel that was the school. I lived in a room on the 6th floor, and I was the only person who lived on that particular floor. I was walking down the hall to the laundry room when I heard a woman sobbing for about 3 seconds. It was a loud, three 'syllable' cry...booo-huuuu-huuuu. It was really loud and sounded like it was about 10 feet in front of me. Scared the hell out of me. I could have been hallucinating or whatever, I don't know what it was.
 
2008-10-31 11:34:02 AM
Sleep Paralysis: The worse case I've had of that happened to me a few weeks ago. I was laying in bed one night and on the right of me is a walk in closet with no door. I heard some scratching noises ( at this point I think I was still dreaming ) and glanced to the closet, I focused on the noise for a bit to figure what it was. Just as I was about to turn on the light next to my nightstand something small,shadowy and blindingly fast came out of the closet and jumped on my face. At this point I was facing up and couldn't move. I could have sworn I felt the thing crawling all over me for a while until I broke out of it.

Yeah I didn't sleep much that night.

That wasn't quite as bad as the one dream I could have sworn was an attack by something. Being stuck in pitch black room that physically felt like the one I lived in as a child. I spent a very vivid couple of minutes or so being beaten by a group of people I couldn't see. The worst part was realizing it was a dream, but not being able to wake myself up.

/Being a lucid dreamer can suck sometimes.
 
2008-10-31 11:34:32 AM
tedbundee

This one time I ran out of beer and weed before going to work


hullstudent.com
 
2008-10-31 11:34:34 AM
When The Ring was in theaters, I made the mistake of going to see it with a few friends on Halloween night. We went to dinner first so we could see the 10:00PM showing. As it was a Thursday night, and I was a religious CSI viewer, I had to tape it.

Well, needless to say, movie scared the shiat out of me.

When I got home, I went to see if there was anything on TV.

I had this really old VCR where, if you were at the end of a tape, and the VCR was still on, it would just produce static.

I turn on the TV, after coming home from seeing THE farkING RING and see static, I nearly shiat myself, I turned off the TV, and didn't sleep right for a few days.
 
2008-10-31 11:35:46 AM
In that dark and desperate year of 2008, Barack Obama won the election, and then suddenly revealed that the McCain team was right all along. Barack Obama admits that he's a socialist, Pelosi is a socialist, the entire congress is now filled with socialists, and that over the next four years, there is nothing anyone can do to stop them from destroying Capitalism, nationalizing every corporation, and that from this day forth this country shall be known as the United Socialist States of America...

/not saying this will happen if Obama wins
//just saying for all we know, it might
///would be very scary indeed
////da, comrade
 
2008-10-31 11:35:51 AM
I thought I saw a UFO once. It really freaked me out, and I wasn't sure what to make of it. So I took a picture of it and posted it on this website. Lots of other people were baffled as well, and everyone was afraid of what our new alien overlords were going to do to us. I mean, anal probes are scary, yo.

Then someone took a closer look at the picture and let us all know that it was a just a streetlight.
 
2008-10-31 11:36:24 AM
sewiusproductions: When The Ring was in theaters, I made the mistake of going to see it with a few friends on Halloween night. We went to dinner first so we could see the 10:00PM showing. As it was a Thursday night, and I was a religious CSI viewer, I had to tape it.

Well, needless to say, movie scared the shiat out of me.

When I got home, I went to see if there was anything on TV.

I had this really old VCR where, if you were at the end of a tape, and the VCR was still on, it would just produce static.

I turn on the TV, after coming home from seeing THE farkING RING and see static, I nearly shiat myself, I turned off the TV, and didn't sleep right for a few days.


Hahahaha a buddy of mine watched The Ring by himself one night... As soon as the movie ended, his phone rang. It turned out to be another friend asking if he knew if the computer lab was still open.
 
2008-10-31 11:36:25 AM
Unfreakable: bobgilbert: And just like that he earned his new Farky title

I suppose it could be worse.


Haven't seen you in a while, dunno if you remember me but it's good to see names I recognize in here!
 
2008-10-31 11:37:15 AM
sewiusproductions: When The Ring was in theaters, I made the mistake of going to see it with a few friends on Halloween night. We went to dinner first so we could see the 10:00PM showing. As it was a Thursday night, and I was a religious CSI viewer, I had to tape it.

Well, needless to say, movie scared the shiat out of me.

When I got home, I went to see if there was anything on TV.

I had this really old VCR where, if you were at the end of a tape, and the VCR was still on, it would just produce static.

I turn on the TV, after coming home from seeing THE farkING RING and see static, I nearly shiat myself, I turned off the TV, and didn't sleep right for a few days.


I still haven't seen a movie yet that scared me like that one.
 
2008-10-31 11:38:23 AM
I posted this yesterday in another thread, but what the hell. Yesterday wasn't Halloween so here it is again.

I grew up in an old farmhouse and one day I was by myself at home. I needed to get more firewood, so I go down to the walk-out basement that has 6 ft +/- wood beam ceilings. While I'm down there, I heard heavy booted footsteps right above me that sounded like they walked right through our kitchen and toward the basement door. I didn't wait, I took off running outside the walk-out part and ran around to the other side of the pond to look in the upstairs windows. I didn't see anything. It got really cold after awhile so I went back in the house. I never heard it or anything like it ever again.

I was maybe 13 or 14 years old and I knew (or maybe I didn't) every sound that old house could make. I never saw anything and I never did find out what I heard. The fact that the original owner had hung himself in our barn during the Great Depression didn't help put my mind at ease, though.

/the old rope tied around the roof beam was still there
//they only ever cut the noose part off when they cut him down
 
2008-10-31 11:38:24 AM
I woke up one night completely frozen in my bed and completely rigid. My eyes worked and I could swivel them around but I couldn't move or yell (just like a terrible dream). I saw what I thought was an orb of dim light move across my room and as it came nearer I finally was able to move and scream... which I did like a schoolgirl in a blood-curdling fashion. I was like 15-16yrs. old at the time and still at home, my parents came running in and we were all totally freaked out and I tried to explain it all but was a mess. I kinda always carried it with me and it slightly bothered me and weirded me out.

In college by total accident I came across an account exactly like mine, and it was attributed to "Sleep Paralysis." Where you are woken from deep REM sleep but not completely awake. Many claim to sense a presence and it is generally given evil or ominous attributes. The orb is actually common because it has to do with nerves firing. I finally laid it to rest and while it was completely one of the scariest experiences of my life I'm glad it had a rational explanation.

/Oh, and one other time I woke up next to a friends mother in bed naked, both of us, in their house and she was a fairly hefty woman. That one had no rational explanation and now takes the #1 creepy spot in my book.
 
2008-10-31 11:39:26 AM
Ten years ago, my grandmother passed away. She had been diagnosed with lung cancer, and it progressed rapidly and spread throughout her body within months. My parents had gone down to visit her (I was in h.s. at the time and could not get out of my summer job). They were halfway back from the visit when they got a call from my grandfather saying that she had slipped into unconsciousness, and could they please come back. They called me and asked if I wanted them to come get me, and I told them no - that they should go back ASAP, but to call me with updates. I ended up curling up in bed, listening to a new CD (Shania Twain to be exact... I was young and impressionable, so don't hold it against me), and all of a sudden it started to skip. About a minute or two after it stopped skipping, my mother called to tell me that my grandmother had passed away. CD never skipped again.

Along the same lines, my aunt passed away from breast cancer in 2001. After the funeral, my family and I had gone back to my grandfather's house to get ready for some her friends to come by. I was sitting in the breezeway with no one else around and all doors closed, when the windchime hanging along one of the walls started to swing around and chime like crazy. There was no breeze, no gust of air from outside - nothing, and no one. I felt a comforting feeling around me, and I asked aloud if it was my aunt - the chimes started swinging again, and finally stopped.

Not scary - but those instances def. made me believe that there could be life after death - and strong bonds and love being able to cross all kinds of barriers.
 
2008-10-31 11:39:50 AM
Once, I was alone in a room, and I smelled a fart that wasn't mine.
 
2008-10-31 11:40:13 AM
 
2008-10-31 11:41:35 AM
rainstorm: Oh, and one other time I woke up next to a friends mother in bed naked, both of us, in their house and she was a fairly hefty woman. That one had no rational explanation and now takes the #1 creepy spot in my book.

Explanation: Booze.
 
2008-10-31 11:42:15 AM
Usurper4: Remember: the "experts" on the supernatural insist that dogs and children have an innate ability to sense ghosts...why, don't know...but they say so.

I have seen my cats inexplicably go apeshiat over nothing - doing the same type of thing - fixating on a spot on the wall or ceiling when there is nothing there. This happens maybe once or twice a year.
 
2008-10-31 11:43:15 AM
The world's shortest ghost story:

The last man on earth is sitting in his room. Suddenly, he hears a knock at the door.
 
2008-10-31 11:43:49 AM
My parents think their house is haunted. My mother tells me this story where one day, she was in the kitchen cooking and my much younger brother was in the living room when she hears the piano being played. Thinking it was my brother, she comes into the living room to see my brother clear across the room staring at the piano and the cat hissing at it. My brother sweared it wasn't him, and the piano played itself.

Well, my brother could have been lying, but then much later my stepfather was in the living room and he saw the piano play itself. So did both of my sisters at different times. Supposedly, everyone but my mother and I have seen the piano play itself. I suggested it was a mouse or something like that, and my mother said that, actually, they had checked that, and found that if you pressed the mechanism inside the piano, the keys went up, not down.

So now my whole family thinks the house is haunted, though my mother figures that if all the ghost is doing is playing the piano, it's all right. Me, heh, not too inclined to believe in ghosts, so I don't know what to think.
 
2008-10-31 11:43:55 AM
someonelse: The world's shortest ghost story:

The last man on earth is sitting in his room. Suddenly, he hears a knock at the door.


It's the hordes of women wanting to mate with him.
 
2008-10-31 11:45:11 AM
someonelse: The world's shortest ghost story:

The last man on earth is sitting in his room. Suddenly, he hears a knock at the door.


Wouldn't every room be his room?
 
2008-10-31 11:45:31 AM
Sleep paralyisis IS extremely scary, I get it every once in a while. You see and hear things that aren't there and have just an increadible sense of fear - but you can't move.
 
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