Strangest experience ever! (paranormal?!)

[MikeFlynn74]

My dog always used to watch the top of the stairs in my old house. Shed get up and just stare!

Crazy

 

[AzAdrian]

Cool story. Aliens...ghosts...who knows. We don't know everything.

 

[Buford]

I had a somewhat similar thing happen a good many years ago, I woke up and all the sheets were in a little pile in the floor at the end of the bed - I was on a bare mattress. I think even the pillows were missing their covers.

 

[Neomich]

I had a similar experience. One night years ago I was sleeping and I felt this 'presence' start to settle onto my body and I could feel my body get heavier and start pushing me into my mattress. My g/f sleeping right next to me didn't feel anything but this thing was after me and not her. Yes, this thing was intentionally targeting me and I'm fully aware of why and what it looked like. Long story, won't get into it.

Without going into a lot of details, these things can be real and can even be intentional. Most times I think they're just random enounters with random manifestations but my personal beliefs are that these things do exist.

 

[rdwj]

...If we'd woken up on the floor tangled in sheets and blankets, things would make a little more sense. But, it's nearly impossible to throw the covers into the position they were in, and they moved in a direction completely different from ours. That's the eerie, nagging thought in my mind...

That's pretty freaky. Good luck sleeping the next couple of weeks. I think I'd have a tough time after something like that.

 

[kram]

Sounds Like you need to call Ghosthunters (TAPS) and have them come in and investigate/debunk


Hey, you could get on TV. At the very least you can laugh at the RI accents.

Plus I know one of them (Grant?) enjoys good beer because he frequents a very nice Irish pub here.

 

[Beerthoven]

This is how religions start.

Yuri's story is spooky, even reading it on our computers in daylight. Now imagine hearing it around a campfire 20,000 years ago.

 

[Bobby_M]

I don't believe in anything supernatural so I assume there's a completely rational explanation. The human mind has incredible capabilities for decieving its owner. Lucid dreams, imagination, denial, self delusion are all good examples. Just because you don't have a history of sleep walking or relating dreams to reality doesn't mean it can't happen. You might have done similar things previously without anyone noticing. We figured out that my wife has similar lucid dreams after she eats seafood. Totally weird but repeatable. Until you have reason to believe that it was NOT you who initiated the move onto the floor, relax and have a homebrew. Maybe you were trying to reenact the scene from Lampoon's Vacation where Clark breaks the vibrating bed in the notell motel.

 

[Drunkensatyr]

I am a huge skeptic, but would love to find proof of something paranormal. As for the sheets...I know you have no history of sleepwalking, but neither do I yet a few years ago I got up, got dressed and stood on top of my bed. Reason I know I was asleep was when I woke up standing, I thought it was a dream and my brain didn't send the signal to my body to keep standing up. Down I went like a load of bricks.
It is very possible that you just don't remember being too warm and your wife felt warm in her sleep so your brain had you neatly take the covers off of you two and put them at the foot of the bed. You may have woken up at the very tail end of this and your brain fired on a different synapse causing you to get jumpy. No clue what really happened, but hey it is another explanation.

 

[cheezydemon]

The people who live next door to the house my wife grew up in, bought the place 100 years after the old farm house had burned down, killing the entire family of 5. A developer bulldozed what was left and built a nice house.

The first thing that they did upon moving in was to remove the family grave stones from the private cemetery and throw them away. They then dammed up the neighborhood stream to make themselves a lake.

Needless to say, they were already ass holes, but we like to think that they were tormented by the dead. If so they have never mentioned it.

 

[uglygoat]

when i was a kid, i had the x-wing fighter toy from starwars. it had the laser beems on the wig tips, that would fall off. i lost one of them one day and searched for hours. couldn't find it. that night i dreamed i was under our dining room table, and found it under the leg of the table.

the next morning i went downstairs, and low and behold, there it was, in the exact place i found it in my dream.

in the old victorian we used to live in, my little girls room was soo creepy at times, she wouldn't even play in there. i'd only get the willies when i went into the closet, which ran the length of the room. i'm pretty sure something unsavory went on in there before we moved in, and i am certian i left a few boxes in there when we moved, cause they were too far back in there for me to go.

 

[JustDave]

Wow, what a bizarre occurrence.

I've only had a few times where something even close to that happened. It usually occurs soon after I go to bed, and I feel awake and fully aware of everything, even though I should be sleeping. It's generally a falling feeling, like I'm falling onto the bed, at which point I wake up for real. It's odd.

More importantly, how did you sleep last night?

 

[Yuri_Rage]

The Sherlock in me asks what you and the wife had to eat in common. Or did you drink the same thing even liberally? Was the party at your house? Was it with the same neighbors you talked to the next day? You said neighbors had no similar incidents but were the neighbors fellow partygoers?

We have quite different tastes in food and beverage, so it'd be hard to pin this down to a gastronomic occurrence. I've spoken both with other partygoers (who live both in and out of our neighborhood) as well as neighbors who did not attend - no one else had a weird experience.

Here's another "spooky" thing - the party was at an old hotel in the mountains that is supposedly haunted. SWMBO felt very uneasy when I left her in the lobby while I got the car - so uneasy that she came outside into the cold to get out of the hotel. She didn't tell me about the uneasy feeling until the day after our experience, so I can't attribute an associative dream (of mine, anyway) to that. A friend of hers mentioned that sometimes "things" can follow you home from places with "energy." When these "things" realize there's nothing to be gained by following you, they return to a more familiar place.

I'm still REALLY skeptical of the whole supernatural thing, and I'm pretty convinced that I just had a bad dream. I have to admit, though, that it's quite interesting to explore the "other worldly" possibilities, however remote they may be.

And yes, it was quite difficult to get a good night's sleep last night. Between irrational thoughts of the bizarre and a very real fear that I might "freak out" in my sleep again, I slept pretty poorly. So did SWMBO.

Even worse, at 3:00 AM, almost exactly the time that our "incident" occurred, we both heard a strange beep. It turned out that it was a spam-type text message on one of our cell phones. The beep was a pretty unfamiliar sound because neither of us ever do much text messaging. Not cool!

 

[Bulls Beers]

A toaster talked to me once.....I think it was some bad mushrooms...

 

[TxBrew]

Yea maybe someone spiked with punch.

I recall a story about how some researchers think the entire Witch craze of Midevil Europe was due to ergot getting into the food stock making some people hallucinate and such thus people thinking they were witches.

 

[Fingers]

A toaster talked to me once.....I think it was some bad mushrooms...

I dunno, sounds like good mushrooms to me.

Yea maybe someone spiked with punch.

I recall a story about how some researchers think the entire Witch craze of Midevil Europe was due to ergot getting into the food stock making some people hallucinate and such thus people thinking they were witches.

I think that was the Salem witches that you heard about, TX. They found that the grain they had stored under those particular weather conditions were ideal for ergot.

 

[Ize]

I dunno, I think there are tons of things we mortals simply don't understand about Life, The Universe and Everything, so I'm not really ready to dismiss anything until proven otherwise. Ages ago, sailors spoke of great sea beasties over a hundred feet long that swallowed ships. Last week I may have seen photographic proof of the same beasts on The History Channel.

IMHO, I just don't think that we as humans know everything about everything, so I'm reluctant to dismiss anything.

SEMI- this reminds me of Todd_K's thread from a while back, and where has he been?

Ize

 

[Flyin' Lion]

SEMI- this reminds me of Todd_K's thread from a while back, and where has he been?

Ize

I was wondering the same thing, his ghosties follow him from house to house. I'm never going back to his place.

 

[FlyGuy]

I really don't believe in ghosts, but my grandparents swear their house was haunted. Weird things would always happen -- the front door would never stay shut, even when the stiff deadbolt was latched. If they were downstairs, they would hear VERY loud thuds, like something very heavy dropping to the floor. They would come upstairs, and nothing was out of place to explain the sound. They would also hear the very clear sound of footsteps walking around upstairs when nobody else was home. A few years ago my grandma admitted to me that she was scared to pieces every time she had to do laundry in the basement on her own -- she always felt like someone was watching her. The really weird part is that they had this strange little room in the corner of the basement that connected to two other rooms. My grandma said that room was ALWAYS cold, even though it was well insulated. In fact, before my grandfather died, he used to put space heaters and stuff in there just to warm it up (I think he wanted to use it as an office). Anyways, my grandmother said it always just felt freezing cold in there, even though it was the warmest room in the basement according to the thermometer.

What is funny is that she only ever mentioned any of this to us grandchildren when we were all grown up. We had a retirement party for my folks last year that brought the whole family together, and my aunts and uncles and cousins all got talking about that house and all the weird experiences -- I remembered them right away from when I was a kid. All of my cousins remembered that creepy room that we were all terrified of, too. But nobody had talked about it or the other weird stuff openly before, even though clearly it had made a lifelong impression on us all.

Anyways, to make a long story short, after 15 years in that house, as soon as my youngest aunt moved out, my grandparents sold that house and moved into the house right next door. I never knew why until my grandmother all told us why a year ago.

 

[Beerthoven]

During the Jimmy Carter administration when the embassy hostages were being held in Iran, my mother would wake up every night at 4:44am and not be able to fall back asleep. The hostages were released after 444 days in captivity. After that my mom was able to sleep through the night again.

Until she started having dreams about fire. Eventually they got so bad that she took my brother and me (parents were divorced) to stay the night at our aunt's house. Our house burned down that night.

Other stuff like this happens fairly frequently to her. If she tells me she's been dreaming about something, then I pay attention.

I have a very active dream life as well. I can lucid dream, and I can remember dreams I had when I was 2 or 3 years old.

When I lived in Missoula, Montana I would often stay over at my g/f's house (now my wife). She lived in an old house and her room was in the basement. (The valley that Missoula now occupies was sacred land to the Native Americans.) Also in the basement was an old well that had been capped with a concrete cover. I used to have recurring vivid nightmares of a dark figure with red eyes clawing its way out of the well and falling on us in the middle of the night. I would wake up screaming and thrashing when I had these dreams.

Eventually I had a lucid dream where instead of being attacked by the figure, I stood up and was able to keep it from coming into the bedroom by sheer force of will. This dream recurred several times over the next few weeks until, dreaming, I was finally able to get me and Kellie out of the bedroom, past the open well, and up the stairs into the living room.

Once in the living room, the house was breathing in and out and groaning, all the doors and windows were open and ringed by blue, yellow, and red lights, like fire. There was an old man and an old woman there with us, with gray hair. I didn't know who they were. Kellie's two roommates were there as well, but they were clueless and talking gibberish. The old man and old woman seemed like they belonged there and they looked at Kellie and me and told us with some urgency to go outside now. Outside the sky was brown/yellow and wind was blowing leaves around hard. Ours was the only house standing. I felt very uncomfortable about going outside so I hesitated.

At this point I lost control of the lucid dream and things just started happening. The dark figure came up from the basement and burst into the living room. The old woman confronted the figure and the old man pushed me and Kellie out of the house. Then I woke up.

I remember this dream like I had it last night, but it was probably 15 years ago.

I never dreamed about the figure again.

 

[zoebisch01]

Scientists always want to explain. Thing is there is too much in our universe that cannot simply be explained away, no matter how hard one tries. Sure there are things that have precise explanations as to the how's and why's. I myself often look at the cause and effect aspect, but have often wondered if that in itself is merely a physical representation of a deeper reality (or that indeed there is an explanation, yet perhaps not one that is comprehensible by us ). After all in the end one must consider the possibility that we are more than flesh and bone and that things exist beyond our own comprehension. We want explanations because explanations make us feel safe, but in the end we are all still left with some very basic unanswerable questions about life in general that one must come to one's own conclusion on.

One obvious question I might ask is have either you or your wife been searching for answers beyond yourself lately?

 

[Beerthoven]

I really don't believe in ghosts, but my grandparents swear their house was haunted. Weird things would always happen -- the front door would never stay shut, even when the stiff deadbolt was latched. If they were downstairs, they would hear VERY loud thuds, like something very heavy dropping to the floor. They would come upstairs, and nothing was out of place to explain the sound. They would also hear the very clear sound of footsteps walking around upstairs when nobody else was home. A few years ago my grandma admitted to me that she was scared to pieces every time she had to do laundry in the basement on her own -- she always felt like someone was watching her. The really weird part is that they had this strange little room in the corner of the basement that connected to two other rooms. My grandma said that room was ALWAYS cold, even though it was well insulated. In fact, before my grandfather died, he used to put space heaters and stuff in there just to warm it up (I think he wanted to use it as an office). Anyways, my grandmother said it always just felt freezing cold in there, even though it was the warmest room in the basement according to the thermometer.

What is funny is that she only ever mentioned any of this to us grandchildren when we were all grown up. We had a retirement party for my folks last year that brought the whole family together, and my aunts and uncles and cousins all got talking about that house and all the weird experiences -- I remembered them right away from when I was a kid. All of my cousins remembered that creepy room that we were all terrified of, too. But nobody had talked about it or the other weird stuff openly before, even though clearly it had made a lifelong impression on us all.

Anyways, to make a long story short, after 15 years in that house, as soon as my youngest aunt moved out, my grandparents sold that house and moved into the house right next door. I never knew why until my grandmother all told us why a year ago.

Man, that's really scarry. I read your story last night before going to bed and all my hair was standing up on end. I couldn't turn out the lights and had to ask SWMBO to do it!

 

[Soulive]

During the Jimmy Carter administration when the embassy hostages were being held in Iran, my mother would wake up every night at 4:44am and not be able to fall back asleep. The hostages were released after 444 days in captivity. After that my mom was able to sleep through the night again.

Until she started having dreams about fire. Eventually they got so bad that she took my brother and me (parents were divorced) to stay the night at our aunt's house. Our house burned down that night.

Other stuff like this happens fairly frequently to her. If she tells me she's been dreaming about something, then I pay attention.

I have a very active dream life as well. I can lucid dream, and I can remember dreams I had when I was 2 or 3 years old.

When I lived in Missoula, Montana I would often stay over at my g/f's house (now my wife). She lived in an old house and her room was in the basement. (The valley that Missoula now occupies was sacred land to the Native Americans.) Also in the basement was an old well that had been capped with a concrete cover. I used to have recurring vivid nightmares of a dark figure with red eyes clawing its way out of the well and falling on us in the middle of the night. I would wake up screaming and thrashing when I had these dreams.

Eventually I had a lucid dream where instead of being attacked by the figure, I stood up and was able to keep it from coming into the bedroom by sheer force of will. This dream morphed over the next several weeks until, dreaming, I was able to get me and Kellie out of the bedroom, past the open well, and up the stairs into the living room.

Once in the living room, the house was breathing in and out and groaning, all the doors and windows were open and ringed by blue, yellow, and red lights, like fire. There was an old man and an old woman there with us, with gray hair. I didn't know who they were. Kellie's two roommates were there as well, but they were clueless and talking gibberish. The old man and old woman seemed like they belonged there and they looked at Kellie and me and told us with some urgency to go outside now. Outside the sky was brown/yellow and wind was blowing leaves around hard. Ours was the only house standing. I felt very uncomfortable about going outside so I hesitated.

At this point I lost control of the lucid dream and things just started happening. The dark figure came up from the basement and burst into the living room. The old woman confronted the figure and the old man pushed me and Kellie out of the house. Then I woke up.

I remember this dream like I had it last night, but it was probably 15 years ago.

I never dreamed about the figure again.

That's the stuff books/movies are made of :rockin:

 

[Yuri_Rage]

Man, that's really scarry. I read your story last night before going to bed and all my hair was standing up on end. I couldn't turn out the lights and had to ask SWMBO to do it!

I make it a point NOT to catch up on this thread right before I go to bed for that very reason!

 

[BiC_Brand_Human]

let me preface the following statement by mentioning that i am an atheist.

i believe that "angels" and "demons" are real, though not in the way most people think of them. i believe they are pan-/transdimensional beings with motives just like you and me. in the same way that the spectrum of humanity ranges from, say, hitler to mother teresa , so do those of entities we are unfamiliar with. dogs and cats can hear frequencies we can't. we can't see ultraviolet light without tech aids.

you, sir, have the pandimensional equivalent of bam margera lurking in your house.

watch yourself on the toilet...

 

[Jesse17]

About 2 years ago, I had a kitten that hadn't been very healthy for about a month before my wife and I went camping. We took the cat to the vet, who said that she MIGHT have a type of leukemia. Ran some test, but wasn't sure. Anyway like I said the cat wasn't very healthy, but wasn't on her death bed either.

So SWAMBO and I went camping on Friday. That night while we slept in the back of our pickup, I had a horrible dream. I only remember that I had some sort of ability to take 'supernatural powers' away from other people who had them, and I could use them myself. Weird huh. Anyway, different people had different powers, and they used them for evil. I went around and took them away, and then used these new powers to help take away more powers.

The last power was the ability to heal myself, or others (but only if I was hurt too). Then I was standing in my aunts house (still dreaming) and had some weired gas oven that had a small compartment next to the oven that is where the flame was that heated the oven. It was kind of like an old wood cooking stove. The flame in the small compartment was very hot like a blowtorch, and filled the entire compartment. In my dream, my kitten jumped into the flames and was hurt badly. It scorched off all her hair, and left her skin crispy.

At that point, I begged everyone to burn me, so that I could heal myself and the kitten. I finally got someone to burn my arm, and I held the kitten in my hands. I healed my self, but the kitten died in my hands.(end of dream)

I woke up with one of those 'Don't move a muscle or the boogie man will see you." type of feelings. And eventually went back to sleep.

Sunday evening when SWAMBO and I got home. The kitten was WAY worse than she ever had been, and after I held her in my arms for about 5 hours, she passed away.

 

[Yuri_Rage]

you, sir, have the pandimensional equivalent of bam margera lurking in your house.

watch yourself on the toilet...

While I don't share your belief system, I subscribe wholeheartedly to your brand of humor. That sh!t's funny!

 

[trabus]

Man, that sounds terrifying. I've had sleep paralysis most of my life, and it's pretty terrifying as well.

I've also had nightmares about aliens (grays) on and off since I was young. I don't have them very often anymore, but I would have them all the time between 8 and 18. Anyhow, when I was 16 I would often stay up until 3 in the morning. One night I decided to go to bed early around 10pm. I woke up later that night around 2:30, with my room and the area outside my window bathed in a blue light so bright it looked like daylight. At first I tried to look outside and figure out where the hell the light was coming from, but I couldn't see the source. It looked as if it were daylight in just the 50 yards around my window. At that point I freaked out and ducked under my covers. The light stayed for about 5 minutes or so and then just faded out softly. There was no noise, it was just dead silent the whole time, even when it faded out. I lived in a rural area, with the nearest house being at least a mile away. Also, my window was on the second floor facing a steep hill (almost a cliff) with no roads behind it that a vehicle could have driven on. I'm absolutely certain I was awake, because it took me at least an hour to calm down and fall back to sleep.

I still have no explanation for what happened, but I know it happened. Nothing like it has happened since.

 

[HenryHill]

I can recount several REAL WTF kind of stories that I have experienced, but suffice it to say that I have seen things I could not/still cannot explain away, experienced things that are beyond any kind of normal reality, and dreamed MANY things that later came true-ultra specific things that are too complicated to just be coincidence.

I was spoken to in a dream that outlined the course of national and world events by a 'voice' I did not know but that seemed to know me. I saw no images-only spoke with this 'presence'.-it was total black in this dream and it was quite long. Everything in this dream has come to pass-and it was in '99. Like this-'The son of a president will become president and will get us into a war where people will kill themselves to kill others and it will bankrupt the country and gas will be 3 bucks a gallon and all the commodities and staples that you depend on will explode in price. China will take over much of the worlds affairs and manufacturing...' That was sorta accurate...

Told me all kinds of stuff about places I would work and people I would meet and houses I would buy, and vehicles and tractors (FORDS! ME: 'Why would I marry someone who likes Fords?!') that my new second wife (I was just starting to go thru a divorce, just then) would own that I would have to deal with, and on and on and on. All spot on correct. Unbelievable at the time, but everything I was told then has come true. Tons of things. Never saw a face or any image in the dream-never had had a dream where I didn't see images before that or since....


Similar dream when I was only 5, just at the same time my paternal grandfather died, whom I had never met until I saw him in the coffin. I was told I would have a rough life and I would be in a type of work that would be severely hurt by the bad economy...I didn't know what 'economy' was when I went to bed but in the dream I asked what it meant, and was given a definition. I woke up knowing what the 'economy' meant....Maybe same 'guy', don't know....but that all came true, too.



I had strange feelings and the lights brightened a few times just minutes after the time that I later found out was the exact time my mother died in Texas-yet I was in Michigan. While I was on the phone with my sister in law telling me about how it went down...minutes before.

I won't even go into the ghost I (and my son) saw at a place that the Indians say is haunted....

Think what you want-discount other's experiences, whatever; but I am skeptical and not prone to exaggeration or superstition. I am spiritual, but not religious (God protect me from your followers!), and I know that there are things that happen in this world that are beyond any rational explanation, because I've experienced them.


As for you Yuri, it's your own damn fault for not getting a good buzz on at a Christmas party.

Maybe that'll teach you.

 

[Yuri_Rage]

As for you Yuri, it's your own damn fault for not getting a good buzz on at a Christmas party.

Maybe that'll teach you.

Great accounts, Henry! Thanks for sharing!

That'll be the last time I don't cop a buzz at a party! If I were drunk enough, my boss's boss wouldn't have been able to pull me aside at MIDNIGHT to give me an hour's worth of "here's how the promotion system works." If I'd been drunk enough, I would've joined the guy who got in a fight with the Christmas tree. If I'd been drunk enough, I probably wouldn't have had my "experience."

Next time, I'll get drunk enough.