forum Tell Me About The Creepiest (Otherworldly/Supernatural Perhaps?) Thing That Has Ever Happened To You.

Started March 25, 2019 by Deleted user

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I would totally watch a horror movie if some of the main characters were guinea pigs

There is a movie with main characters as guinea pigs but I don't suggest watching it (tho I loved it as a kid)

okay here's one of my creepy stories:

A few summers back a bunch of my friends and I went camping in the forest in washington (so much fun ans super pretty yall). We found this gorgeous little area with a river and a large meadow area where we all set up our tents and such. We brought our ATVs and road them around the area. Super fun right?

Well one afternoon we were racing through the forest and came upon this random, old, abandoned house. It was huge like an old victorian, but it was so weird because it was out in the middle of no where and there werent any roads or anything connecting it to town, not even overgrown roads. It was like someone just plopped it down in the forest. It was just hidden in the trees. Naturally, we thought to explore it because we were all dumb 20 year olds.

It had a nasty feel, like someone was constantly watching you or hovering older your shoulder. There were these weird, and I mean weird paintings of a woman all over the walls, and like this sinister reaper just following her around. The house itself made me feel sick as hell, I wanted to throw up the entire time we were in there. Upstairs there was only one bedroom that had furniture in it and it was like a shrine to the same woman in the paintings. Super gross and creepy. I was braver than most and went into the basement where there was only one painting (This one was really beautiful actually. I remember it clear as day.) of the woman sleeping in a meadow under a huge tree, but the reaper thing was in the shadow of the tree watching her. We started hearing moans and slamming around the house and it just got really uncomfortable so we hightailed it out of there.

That night was seriously insane, we kept hearing screaming and thrashing from the trees and all of our phones/electronics kept wigging out. Seriously no one wanted to sleep. We almost left we were so scared, but one of my friends convinced us it was just animals. So we stayed. I kept having a nightmare about the painting of the woman in the meadow and the reaper killing her over and over again and I swear I woke up in the middle of the night to see the same damn reaper looking down at me. It was one of the worst nights of my life.

The next morning we packed up and moved to a different area of the forest for the rest of the trip and nothing else happened.

Fast forward to last summer, my friends and I decided to go camping in the same forest again, but not in the creepy area. It was such a fun trip. One day though we went racing again and I started to feel really really sick. Low and behold, we came around some trees and there was the house again. Which was insane because we were sure that we camped at least 2 hours away from it. But there it was. So what did we do? We. Went. In. Again.

It looked and felt pretty much the same until we got to the basement where that one painting was covered in some kind of redish gunk and below it on the wall was each of my friends name's and mine written and all scratched out. We straight ran out of there, went back to camp, packed up, went to the police, and swore that we would never go back. It was horrid. I still have nightmares about that house every once in awhile.

okay here's one of my creepy stories:

A few summers back a bunch of my friends and I went camping in the forest in washington (so much fun ans super pretty yall). We found this gorgeous little area with a river and a large meadow area where we all set up our tents and such. We brought our ATVs and road them around the area. Super fun right?

Well one afternoon we were racing through the forest and came upon this random, old, abandoned house. It was huge like an old victorian, but it was so weird because it was out in the middle of no where and there werent any roads or anything connecting it to town, not even overgrown roads. It was like someone just plopped it down in the forest. It was just hidden in the trees. Naturally, we thought to explore it because we were all dumb 20 year olds.

It had a nasty feel, like someone was constantly watching you or hovering older your shoulder. There were these weird, and I mean weird paintings of a woman all over the walls, and like this sinister reaper just following her around. The house itself made me feel sick as hell, I wanted to throw up the entire time we were in there. Upstairs there was only one bedroom that had furniture in it and it was like a shrine to the same woman in the paintings. Super gross and creepy. I was braver than most and went into the basement where there was only one painting (This one was really beautiful actually. I remember it clear as day.) of the woman sleeping in a meadow under a huge tree, but the reaper thing was in the shadow of the tree watching her. We started hearing moans and slamming around the house and it just got really uncomfortable so we hightailed it out of there.

That night was seriously insane, we kept hearing screaming and thrashing from the trees and all of our phones/electronics kept wigging out. Seriously no one wanted to sleep. We almost left we were so scared, but one of my friends convinced us it was just animals. So we stayed. I kept having a nightmare about the painting of the woman in the meadow and the reaper killing her over and over again and I swear I woke up in the middle of the night to see the same damn reaper looking down at me. It was one of the worst nights of my life.

The next morning we packed up and moved to a different area of the forest for the rest of the trip and nothing else happened.

Fast forward to last summer, my friends and I decided to go camping in the same forest again, but not in the creepy area. It was such a fun trip. One day though we went racing again and I started to feel really really sick. Low and behold, we came around some trees and there was the house again. Which was insane because we were sure that we camped at least 2 hours away from it. But there it was. So what did we do? We. Went. In. Again.

It looked and felt pretty much the same until we got to the basement where that one painting was covered in some kind of redish gunk and below it on the wall was each of my friends name's and mine written and all scratched out. We straight ran out of there, went back to camp, packed up, went to the police, and swore that we would never go back. It was horrid. I still have nightmares about that house every once in awhile.

Well crap

you're telling me.

The actual hell!

That is creepy as hell.

What the literal fuck.

Holy fuck Eris, that's fucking CRAZY!

I've got plenty more where that came from. I used to live in a house built on a Native burial ground, went to a school haunted by a child that died there while I was a student there, my grandfather on my mother's side was a 'wise man' or a good practitioner of Brujeria, my great grand-mother on my father's side practiced Santaria… the list goes on….weird shit has followed me my entire life.

This isn't a super creepy one, just a bit weird.
One of my mom's friends works at a church and basically her job is to play the piano and sing at every mass. One day, she was cantering at a wedding, and this cat came up onto the balcony she was in and scratched her.. When she came back down and had blood on her face, she said a cat scratched her, but no one believed her. When they went up to look for the cat (it was hazardous for there to be a cat in there because there's open flames and such) the cat had disappeared, but no one saw the cat come in or out.

Okay, this is something I haven't told people about before because I didn't think people would believe me (I kinda still don't):
One night, I had a dream where I was being chased through the woods at the back of my house. I reached the edge of the woods and managed to dive into my bed. When I woke up (as I hit the bed in the dream) I found that I was freezing, and my muscles hurt as if I had been actually running. The creepiest was the fact that my feet had dirt and fresh scratches on them.

I once had a dream that Slender man was in my room. In my dream I was in bed and I was barely awake (I honestly wouldn't be surprised if it wasn't a dream because it felt so real). I all the suddenly saw a figure in the door way. He was massively tall, his head almost touching the ceiling (we have 10 foot ceilings) and he was wearing a suit. I remember not being able to see his face. Now I wear glasses so I assumed since it was dark and I wasn't wearing glasses I just couldn't see his face. He asked me if I knew he was. I responded with "I can't see you." He then teleported about half way to my bed. I told him that I still couldn't see him. Next thing I knew he was right in front of my face. If he would of had eyes we would be staring right at each other and his nose would of been touching mine. He asked me if I knew who he was again and I had now realized that it was Slender man. "Y-You're Slender man." I replied. (God! I'm pathetic in my dreams too!) I felt like he smiled even though his 'face' hadn't moved and then he was gone. Before this I was a slight Creepypasta fangirl and thought it would be cool to meet him but now…Shivers…I don't think I would.

huh. that is kinda creepy

Okay! Time for Eris' creepy story number 2!

So when I was 11 years old, my family (mom/dad/me) moved into a house in Arizona about an hour south of Phoenix. It was in this newly built community right below some of the mountains that create the valley where most of the cities are. It was neat and we had this huge house with a massive backyard that I rode my dirt bike around in. Paradise you know?

Fast forward a few months and little weird things keep happening around the house that we mostly ignore because being a half hispanic family you get used to having family spirits around. The power would go out, our pipes froze during the summer, my parents wedding jewelry went missing, pictures never stayed on walls, etc. But my mom would say a prayer, we'd do a quick cleansing and that was that.

Things only started to get weird when my dad started digging up the back yard for our pool. The construction company found a skull while they were digging. That's it though. We had the city come out and excavate the entire backyard with that was all they found. So construction resumed. But the shit hit the fan in the house. Our power went out for 3 days, my mom's entire set of glass fairies that she made shattered inside their protective cases, my room was constantly ransacked like someone went through and tore all of my clothes out of my closet, my toys went missing only to turn up half buried in the back yard, my dad started having disturbing nightmares, it was wild.

But one night, poor young Eris couldn't fall asleep so she was wiggling her toes under the blankets so the would flutter and look neat, when all of a sudden a hand gripped her ankle and yanked her off of the bed, clear into the opposite wall.

I screamed so hard for my parents and my mom immediately called my grandfather to come bless the house. Nothing really crazy happened after that, but after my brother was born and he was old enough to sleep on his own he began to get up exactly at 2 every night and play with something no one else could see. So I think the spirit hung around but didn't bug me anymore.

You're not making of this up?

Not even a little bit. Swear on my soul that this happened.

Well shoot.

I mean, it’s not really paranormal or anything like that, but sometimes (my computer is in front of a big window leading outside) I feel as if I’m being watched. I’ll look back behind me, see nothing at all, stare a little longer, then go back to whatever I was doing. I even did it when my computer was downstairs, not even in front of a window.

It usually happened at 8 pm or later when I’m alone in the house. Still a pretty creepy thing to experience, though.

^^^ oooo I hate that feeling. I hate windows because of this.

Well shoot.

tell me about it

This isn't too bad, but this happened at my dads house.
I was wicked into moving my bed around after I cleaned my room, it made me happy and I felt satisfied(don't ask why) with my room. One time, I moved my bed in front of my closet and window. All night, I heard whispers and felt like someone was watching me from outside. I looked out my window, since it was right there, and I saw a person with glowing eyes.

This isn't too bad, but this happened at my dads house.
I was wicked into moving my bed around after I cleaned my room, it made me happy and I felt satisfied(don't ask why) with my room. One time, I moved my bed in front of my closet and window. All night, I heard whispers and felt like someone was watching me from outside. I looked out my window, since it was right there, and I saw a person with glowing eyes.

JESUS

There are things we cannot explain and it's awesome.

There are things we cannot explain and it's awesome.

and terrifiying.

mehhh

Whenever I am driving on one of the many backroads near my house, I always feel as if I am being watched/followed.

I. hate. it.

Not me but my friends, swear up and down that they saw a UFO on the way back for a marching band competition. I was in the seat infront of them and I was trying to sleep and it was almost 12 and I was woke up to…J shaking me and pointing out the window. I didn't see anything but they swore that they did.