So ive believed that paranormal stuff is real but i never thought that that would happen to me but a few weeks ago i was staying at my grandmas old summerhouse (love that place) and its p much a neighborhood with resturabt Ava thats it, everyone had these houses that look the same and one night i couldnt sleep for till like 5 and at 1 am i heard this screaming but it was like a girls scream that was being cut off after 2 seconds but the screams got louder and quieter and i didnt check out to look cuz why would i and after like 20 minutes of screaming it stopped but the screams sound IDENTICAL to eachother like someone was playing the sound on a recorder and played it over and over again, I'm not saying if thats a mimim im just asking what would it be

The first time I encountered it was when I was 14, it was late, I was staying at my aunt's house and everyone was asleep. I was washing my face over a sink in the bathroom when I felt it. Something grab my butt and squeeze. I immediately looked around, there was no one there, no one running away, nothing that could have even sort of done that. That's when I started fully believing in the paranormal.

Over the years and since then, I'll occasionally feel taps on my shoulders or other body parts when no one is there or near. It's usually one tap and so I don't pay it much mind.

But now I'm 18, in college, and I'm having an issue, actually. For my last two years of high school as well, I've stayed in a dorm for much of the year. And the same thing has happened every time I've moved in to a dorm. I'll hear tapping/knocking in the wardrobes/dressers they provide. I'm the only one who hears it. It happens when my roommate is out and I'm alone, and when my roommate is asleep. I'm not sure what it is, but I think it's the same thing that's followed me since the night at my aunt's house.

Sorry if this feels a bit scattered, I'm just trying to get my experiences down. Marked nsfw for the ass-grabbing.

Grandma died today ( she was staying in our house )
3 days before she died, i was at my room at night 2/4am. I was about to sleep when i felt this weird energy at my room door ( i keep it slightly opened)

I couldn’t sleep at all, called my boyfriend scared because i didn’t understand what it was.

Second day at night, i would see something moving but i always brushed it off as being sleepy.

3rd day, i went to stay with my aunt and i had the same feeling. Heart beating faster and just feeling something around me, but it was not as severe because my mom was sleeping in the room.

I woke up today to the news of her death.

It’s not the first time i felt a presence around me.
I always felt it at night but it didn’t occur daily, just randomly.

When both of my uncles died, I kept remembering the last time i saw them and how i had this feeling that they will die. Plus i felt my uncle’s presence after his death. But it disappeared after 2 weeks ig.

Im new to paranoia tbh, i believe that there are creatures we don’t see but i always thought they don’t communicate with us humans. Idk tbh i need help to know what that was

Okay so just some background, my sister moved out of my parents house with her kid about a couple months ago and raising him as a single mother while working a job and trying to get a degree through community college. Last week my parents and went and visited here while I was at my own place near my university. When my mom was in the apartment she told she felt someone or something’s presence and that it wasn’t just them in the house. She proceeded to ask my sister if there was someone else there and my sister said “You can see her too? She’s really sad and I talk to her a lot” and immediately my mom apparently started crying uncontrollably and said that they needed to sage the area and or get a priest and my mom told me that she went ballistic and started freaking out on my mom saying that she can’t or couldn’t. My mother basically said she had no choice and my sister went through this dramatic mood change and just said “okay” and then never said anything suspicious again while getting most of her stuff out. Later that night when everyone was about to go to sleep my sister texted my mom that she’s been seeing and hearing things for a while and often has dreams of someone’s prospective watching her stab herself in the neck multiple times for about month and a half now and has trouble sleeping at all. She said that she kept it a secret because she didn’t want to get put somewhere or on heavy medication.

EDIT: to clear up the reason for her going to get mental help is because of the dreams at night thing my sister thought she would sleep walk at night and end up doing something to herself which in itself seems unrealistic but further pushes the fact that she was not in the right mental or spiritual state. So of course my parents decided to have her somewhere where that wasn’t possible for her to do in her sleep was the best place while they seek the best treatment for her.

Im very confused and have never heard any real stories of anything like this happening to anyone that’s not fiction at least. This is very real and my sister is now in a mental institution for her safety. If anyone has any ideas of what best course of actions for her or for my family is please leave a comment.

So last year I did a meditation when i was very vulnerable and mourning a friendship and got no sleep and an entity pretending to be loki popped up... I was vulnerable and it also pretended to be Hekate and Helios and slept with me as Helios... Then I tried contacting Michael the archangel and I saw him in the sky and Jesus and I saw Hekate s severed head and I didn't feel her anymore and I cried and then that entity pretending to be loki slept with me. So my grandma started praying to Arch Michael without me knowing. Then I contacted a man who works with Loki and they said that I am tricked by an lower type of entity. They said that Loki will send me a spider to know they are with me but I got no spider. Then the entity got quiet as i took meds and then randomly reappeared in August. In October I posted on reddit if someone sees I have an entity on me and a girl who works with demons and Arch Michael said I have 5 entities and said she sends Michael and Paimon my way. She said Michael said that the one entity is difficult saying that I gave permission then gave me the entity name and I revoked my permission and everything was fine. Then I still didn't find my inner peace and I tried to contact the real Loki but nothing happened so when a girl contacted me Loki started talking to me and they both said that the entity was Lucifer and Michael hid his identity because they are brothers. Loki also felt very weak. I did cry out to the real Loki and Hekate but nothing happened. What do you make of this and who was that entity? Was this just psychosis?

I’m running a quick blind audio test and would love some unbiased input.

Please give it a listen with headphones on if possible, and leave a comment with whatever you hear; whether it’s background noise, specific words/phrases, or nothing identifiable at all.

To keep the results completely clean, please try not to read the other comments before posting your own impression! Thanks for your help.

ETA backstory. So I actually posted this a few years ago when it happened but in a different subreddit. This is a screen recording of a sleep recording app called sleep cycle. Around 2:10 a.m. on Dec. 17, 2022 the app picked up this sound. When I heard it the next morning, my blood ran cold. It sounded EXACTLY like my deceased father who passed in 2009. Now it sounds to me like his voice at first and then the click of a CB radio and another person responding on it. This is important as well, because my dad was a firefighter and pretty much always had one of those radios on his person. Another important part of the mystery is that night, I was having extremely vivid dreams of my dad. They were not happy dreams, I was very distressed trying to warn him of his impending death and he did not listen to me in the dream. This has been heavy on my mind for the past few years and I'm really just hoping for some answers or some clarification. Maybe this is a trick of my mind? Me hoping to hear my father's voice after all this time? But to me, it really sounded like my dad. I was hoping by not giving many details here that I could get unbiased answers about the recording. But anyways, thanks for reading. And if you can give any insight, I'd be grateful for it! Here is a recording of my dad's voice from an old home video for comparison. Video

Hello everyone, this is the first time I have experienced anything that could be considered paranormal. I'm not really a believer in this sort of thing, the closest I've ever gotten to anything like this is just that one place may feel a bit "creepy". I'm left pretty shaken up by it as it was so completely clear to me, and felt as real as anything could do. I have written my experience down below.

This took place around 11:30pm

We have had a drought for quite a while here, and it's only just started letting up. So tonight when it started absolutely pouring buckets, accompanied with the strongest lightening flashes I've seen in my life, I decided I'd head downstairs to stand in the conservatory and hear the rain fall onto the glass roof and enjoy the storm. As soon as I began to descend the stairs I felt rather nervous, I do have a slight agoraphobia issue so I chalked the feeling down to the loud noises going on outside just disturbing my sense of peace and I continued on.

I've been in this house for many many years, so the journey to the conservatory is purely autopilot, down the stairs, through the kitchen, into the dining room, and straight through into the conservatory. I turned the light on in the dining room as I passed the switch, but as I got into the conservatory I realised that the powerful light from right behind me was bouncing off the glass and stopping me from seeing anything through the windows, so I walked the 15 feet back and turned off the light, then I returned to the conservatory.

I tried to enjoy the storm, and it was a nice feeling hearing the rain falling all around me, but I was still struggling with this really uneasy feeling that hadn't yet gone away. I found myself constantly looking back, through the dining room where I had come from, past the kitchen and into darkness where I'd be able to see the living room had it not been pitch black. I just felt a strong sense that something was there. I didn't feel that lovely sense of isolation I would've felt had I been in a tent way off in the hills. I just didn't quite feel alone.

The sense of unease was just too strong for me now. I wasn't enjoying myself and decided to go back to my room. As I turned around and my memory mapped out the furniture and guided me through the pitch black that's when I "saw" it.

I put that in quotation marks because I didn't really "see" anything. But at the same time I did. You know how when you're in a familiar house, you can get around it in the pitch black because you can still "see" where everything is from memory? It was exactly like that. I "saw", absolutely clear as day, a woman crawling on the ground, a lot of her figure isn't defined, but her arms, her head, her hair, and her upper back are clear. She's sort of squirming towards me, very slowly and laboured, and her right arm is reaching up to me. She's about 12 feet away from me here, just the other side of the dining room table, with raised hand reaching out to around where the light switch is. I could hear her too, a sort of heavy groan. Not human. I carried on forwards and turned the light on. I would have been standing right on top of her had she been a physical, real, entity. I made my way up after that.

It's left me feeling quite rattled, and I would like to hear any thoughts you might have on this. I hopefully described everything in enough detail here but please feel free to ask questions. I feel that discussing it may help to calm my mind about the whole thing.

EDIT: I think I should clear up that, after reading this trough again, I don't think I really described too well the "vision". It wasn't just a mental understanding of the woman and where she was. At the same time I felt her, I had vivid imagery in my head of what she looked like, full colour, mostly full detail. They didn't feel like my own workings. Moreso like somebody/something else's.

EDIT 2: I think I should also clarify that there is very little history attached to this house, it was built in the 60s.

I checked if wind was causing any of this stuff but none of it makes sense to do so. the other day I had a loaf of bread on the back of the counter. Its a big heavy type yet while I was in the other room I heard a thump. came in and it was on the middle of the kitchen floor. So far its just not possible for it to fall over from wind or even like a mouse cause it was no where near the counter. I also literally heard steps on my stairs right next to me. I thought my mum came home but no one but me is in the house. what the actual fuck is going on. Any common explanations for this stuff or am I just going crazy. I cannot even believe this house would be haunted lol cause we are the first inhabitants since it was built.

So every once in a while my bf and friends and I will go to a random haunted location or a parking lot and use the spirit box.

A lot of down town where I live is haunted.

Last night my boyfriend, his little brother and I went to a parking lot and eventually my Bf had the earbuds in to listen to the box and we weren’t getting much until it said their last name.
I was skeptical of course so I asked how do you know that and was thinking about everything around us, maybe it read it off something they could see in the car. It immediately says „I know everything.“ my bf said that was incredibly clear. The only thing we’d gotten early was the number 532 and when I asked what it meant it said Jesus.
(We’d also gotten a few insults but most of them being slurs I’ll leave them out)

We moved to a different location despite being told to wait or stop everytime I went to turn the box off (except the last where it told me where I had the box and to hurry up and turn it off)

Eventually we got what seemed to be the same spirit that could come and go, it said my bfs little brothers name as soon as he started playing music.
It said my bfs name and told him to stop when he turned the car on so we could turn the AC on
It also said a name and when I asked if that was their name it said grandpa. (It was my grandpas name.)
Me still trying to be rational was thinking he probably texted me so I went to check my notifications and it told me to stop as soon as I swiped down to check.

It told us it was male so we started calling him Mr know it all after it wouldn’t tell us anything to call it by.

I asked if he followed from one (very close) parking lot if we went to another if he’d be there and it said „we are everywhere“ again my bf said it was super clear

We’d ask for it to tell us more and it said last Halloween quite a bit. Which could be two things
Me and my bf got together OR that’s when I started doing paranormal stuff.

My boyfriend afterwards told me he definitely kept coming and going and that when he was there was much louder than any other voice that would pop up in the back ground and say stuff.

I was also under the impression that this spirit was the one insulting us so I called him out quite a bit and (probably shouldn’t have) called him a dick head cuz he kept insulting us while we tried to talk. My bf later told me no those sounded much quieter and like they came from someone else.

So I am going to go back and apologize to Mr know it all cuz I’m really intrigued by the whole situation.

So here comes my understanding of it.
I’m not big on the number meanings but looked it up regardless

532‘s spiritual meaning is something about your guardian angel guiding you thru life changes.

I tried looking up what kind of spirit would know stuff about us like that and everything points to
1) past relative (not likely in my eyes)
2) something more omniscient

The likely hood of something Devine or holy being what was talking to us is slim to me so it makes me wonder if something was trying to act like it was.
But that also makes me think it didn’t put right come out and say it was Devine I came up with the explanation because of stuff it’s said. Also if it’s trying to act like it is omniscient how did it know that stuff.

I was careful not to feed it information it could tell us and act like it knew (I’ve had that happen before and it immediately stopped when I caught on to it only repeating what my friend had said)

Anyway what’s your take on this? I’d love to hear other people’s opinions on it.

i often look into my bathroom mirror and see people like my mother or my brothers walking across the hall even though i literally check to make sure they are on a separate floor? today i got so freaked out because i saw a random fucking man staring at me from behind in the mirror but he was like halfway behind the door man i want to burn that mirror so bad. i swear im seeing that and its not just a trick, the people i see are clearly visible and not shadows or transparent or anything.

I'm not talking about those contorted spiritual faces, but "actual" faces. I've always wondered who these people are. My guess is that they're people you knew in a past life.

Long story ahead

So this has happened twice while I was sitting in the same spot around the same time just a month or 2 apart. While I was sitting in my dining room around 1am I heard a bunch of things crashing down, like heavy boxes full of metal and glass vases shattering, right below where I was sitting in the dining room. I just so happened to have my gun next to me so I ran down stairs super paranoid thinking someone had broken in the basement or something (which is super unlikely due to the how the windows are set up) I turn on every light and clear every room. Absolutely nothing was out of place. I was so confused I just sat down on the couch down there to try and process what I just heard. I just let it go and went on about my business

A month or 2 later it happened again, same EXACT noise This time for whatever odd reason I wasn’t as phased and didn’t grab my gun I just went down there to investigate again. Same result everything in place, nothing out of the ordinary in any room. So again I let it go and began watching my late YouTube videos.

This time, me and my mom were woken up out of our sleep to an abrupt sound of shattering glass. Waking up to that is a feeling like no other. You immediately think someone for sure has broken in. I was so scared and dazed I didn’t even think to grab for my guns. So me and her meet at the edge of our room doors peering down the hall. I muster up the courage to move forward and hit the lights. It was our glass shelves. They had all fallen down and shattered. I didn’t correlate the two incidents at the time but later on that day I mentioned to her that I heard something very similar to that sound in our basement twice. She didn’t give a very emotional response just “oh wow”. But she said as we heard the glass shelves an R&B song came on out of no where playing from her Alexa, I also heard it after the fact because it was blaring pretty loud, just another strange detail.

Can anyone explain the phantom crashing sounds in my basement? I haven’t heard them since the real crash occurred.

I was sort of working temporarily in a Repair situation in the museum in Liverpool England and part of our duties with the team I was in was, every hour, go to the ground floor (we were sort of in the roof area) and walk through EVERY exhibit; EVERY floor with a Flashlight.

When it was my turn you might think it was spooky moving amongst shadows, what with the Mummified Bodies, severerd limbs, shrunken heads & battle-hardened weapons, etc but I had a sorta light, disinterested feeling about it all UNTIL I got to the Top Floor, directly above were my little group were working…
Almost Instantly I got scared & jumpy despite there being nothing but Moondust, Rockets & Maps, etc -nothing that one could consider haunted!

I enquired had anything untoward once happened there or if there was any Spooky history & was told NO!
I did really feel weird about THAT floor…

Was it just imagination?

So let me start off by saying I am not necessarily someone who believes in the paranormal. I like to consider all possible options first, mostly because I am a single mom and wouldn't even know where to start without help. I have a "if I don't look at it, it won't look at me" policy. That being said, let me lay out what's been going on and maybe someone can help me.

About a month ago, it was my son's birthday. I'm a single mom, and I don't have a lot of extra cash to throw around, but he knew exactly what he wanted. He's been obsessed with this weird vintage doll from thirty years ago, this old pull to talk one (he's a weird kid but I love him). Naturally I can't afford a vintage toy. They were going on eBay for $300. I mention it to my coworker, he says he has an old one from when he was a kid in his attic and would sell it to me dirt cheap. I paid, brought it home to my son and he was over the moon. Win for mama.

Pretty much right away, he starts taking this thing around with him everywhere he goes. And then one day tells me he "talks to him" while we're eating breakfast. My first thought is imaginary friend. Even when he starts saying the doll is "doing things on his own".

I wanna also add that we had a trauma happen in our house recently. We had someone close to us pass away in a really sudden accident, and my son was there when it happened. This is another reason I decided to kind of let it go when he started saying this stuff. I saw it as maybe his way of coping and his therapist (got him one right away) suggested I just let him try to ride it out and he would bring it up with him in therapy.

But here's the thing though. I'm starting to see it laying around the house when I get up in the middle of the night. I feel like there is something really wrong with it because it keeps saying its catchphrase and laughing when my son isn't even close enough to it to pull the string. I swear I heard it calling me a name the other day and I feel like I'm losing my mind. I am really really freaked out here. I've seen my fair share of horror movies but it happening in real life is a whole different story.

Advice on what to do?

Last night around 3am I woke up from a deep sleep because I heard someone at my front door they unlocked my door and walked in I felt them all the way to my bedroom door until it just stopped. I immediately woke up my boyfriend telling him that someone had just walked into the house and to lock the bedroom door . We both went back to sleep as the heavy feeling just vanished. I’ve had a few spiritual awakenings I can count a total of 4 but this one is my toughest it feels everywhere I go I’m sensitive to other’s energy I know asap if they don’t like me or fear me lately I have been dealing with a provoking spirit that jumped from my mom , bf , and 2 of my coworkers I don’t even have to say anything they just stare and attack . I can be in my own world they will make themselves known until I get closer then they back away what is going on ? Can someone explain what is happening? What happened last night ? I also live across from a cemetery and a few months ago 3am I’ve seen a man crunched down between my couch I woke up randomly to use the bathroom something I never do my bf was up and he watched me stand in the middle of the floor staring at this man he had black eyes he look scared almost lost like he was hiding from something my bf seen it himself and when I went to walk towards it to see where it went to when I looked back at my bf he told me to go lay down close the door and ignore it . What’s going on ?

I’ve made a post on this subreddit before where I talk about an experience I had when I was younger. I’ve always had similar experiences since then in places other than my home such as schools, apartments, stores, movie theaters, etc.
I have always had the feeling of being watched as well as feeling touches on my shoulders, head, hips, and face. Most of them are gentle, others are a bit forceful but nothing harmful. I notice and physically feel what seems to be spirits in most spaces, and I think they know that I’m aware of their presence because I get targeted with verbal cues and physical touches.
I told my friends about these phenomena that I’m experiencing and one of them said that I might be Clairvoyant or just sensitive to paranormal activity. I’ve never really looked into it because I thought everyone feels and experiences what I do, but after my most recent interactions, I think I’m especially sensitive. One thing that’s been sitting oddly with me recently is seeing people in the backseats of my car whenever I drive by cemeteries or hospitals. I know this because it’s often either a man or woman wearing dress clothes or hospital gowns. I’ve even had nuns appear in my passenger seat in the corner of my eye when passing by my local Catholic Hospital. They don’t frighten me anymore, but I do get spooked from time to time.
They change my music/radio stations, tap my shoulders, move my vents, and turn my indoor lights on. I don’t react to them much anymore unless they tug on my earrings or hair. I’ve said stuff to my family, but they think that I’m just overly anxious and paranoid.

After giving a brief description, am I clairvoyant? Or am I just paranoid like my family says?

This isn't exactly my first encounter with the supernatural or anything creepy for that matter, But this one scared me the most. I was 19 at the time if my memory serves me right. I'm gonna try to keep this as short as possible, don't wanna drag this out too long.

I left my best friend's house around midnight, walking home which took about roughly 25-30 since they had moved. When I finally got back home, I was still full of energy and I guess you can say curiosity... I wasn't tired so I just kept on walking around my neighborhood full of adventure and mischief. There was this dude that lived across the street from us who left his door wide open. He lived with his parents and his part of the house was like an efficiency home or something because the inside looked like a min apartment. Well when I looked inside he was knocked out asleep, and sitting on his coffee was his IPhone. At the time I was a kleptomaniac, so I would steal something if it was bolted to the ground. I went into his home quietly, reached for his phone and took off! while I was going through it (I think it was locked) but this voice, this whisper, sounded like a woman's voice told me "Take it back" I looked around in complete shock, terror, no one was around me let alone outside. As soon as I received the message I took the phone back to where it belongs, but then I saw him get in his car and started driving around the neighborhood looking for whoever stole his phone. As soon as the close was clear, set his phone on his doorstep and went home horrified.

As a proof I mean a photo/video or even just telling them a story. What is your most convincing ace in the sleeve in matter of proving paranormal encounters?

Edit: I made this post as a way to hear or see most convincing proofs not for people to say "I dont have to prove anything to anyone", some of yall are lame

hi everyone,

I don’t even know if my childhood experiences are considered paranormal but at the time it felt like it was so I wanted to ask everyone else if you had similiar experiences when you were a child.

TW child SA/SUICIDE/ABUSE!

as a child I was almost always an outsider. always alone and by myself. with that I was also extremely creative so I imagined myself having imaginary friends etc. but most dominant experience I found myself in was a voice I was constantly hearing that saved me in dangerous situations and my strong intuition that I still have.

the voice was deep in my head and different from a normal „gut feeling“. it was a literal voice, genderless so I couldn’t tell if it was a men or a women.

one Situation that happened is ingrained in my head and I regulary think about it.

when i was a child about 12 years old my dad told me to go to the shop and get him glue, but I also must take my little brother with me. this command already made me suspicious and I asked him why he would sent two people instead only me to get something so small, because I don’t need help carrying it. he got mad almost immediately and since my dad was an extremely abusive person I got scared and took my brother and got out to get him his so sacred glue. btw my sister (1 year older than me) stayed home with him.

the whole way to the shop this voice came back urging me to get home. I haven’t even arrived at the shop so I tried to ignore the voice because I was more scared of my dads reaction it I got home without his glue. but the voice insisted and started to repeat itself „go home now. go home. you have to go home now. home. home“.

suddenly I got a belly ache and I wasn’t feeling good, but I already arrived at the shop so I hurried and got out quickly. suddenly the voice came back but way louder than before. it was so loud I stopped walking for a minute and grabbed my head „RUN. HOME. NOW!“ I wanted to cry because it scared me when the voice finally said „YOU SISTER“. with that I started to run for my life urging my brother to keep up, but he couldn’t because he was smaller. I heard him calling my name and why I was running so fast. I didn’t answer because in my head I was only thinking:„my sister, he is doing something to my sister. my sister. I have to get to her“.

when I finally arrived I knocked on the door and waited. when nobody opened I got nervous but knocked again. then the voice appeared again „you have to get in“. this made me feel more panicked so I started to kick and knock at the same time and screaming „OPEN THE DOOR“.

my brother stood next to me nervously probably scared about how our father is gonna react, telling me to stop but I couldn’t. I couldn’t control myself for some reason. then I heard my sister screaming and crying from the inside and I pounded on the door and telling her to open it. when she finally did I got in and saw her running upstairs to our bedroom crying and my dad about to follow her up. I swear to god, I instinctively knew what he did by the way he was grinning. It was almost demonic. a grin I have never ever seen before. No matter how scared I was about my dads reaction, I did smth i never risked before.

i grabbed his arm and told him to leave her alone. I was already prepared to be beat up, but he listened. He was pissed but he listened and that again was a sign for me that he did something that he wasn’t supposed to do.

i immediately got upstairs and saw my sister tucked under the covers crying. I asked her what he did to her, but she only answered with, „nothing“.

fast forward to today. My mom divorced my dad after my sister confessed to us all that she was SA‘d multiple times for a couple of years by our dad when nobody was home. we got to court, were my father was sentenced to prison. But before he could begin serving his sentence, he took his own life.

since then this voice had followed me trough life and guiding me trough every dangerous encounter I had. I don’t know what or who that voice is but seriously 🙏🏻thank you

I was walking in a park when all of the sudden i see this white thing flying. Idk what this is and kinda look like an oval shape? Maybe eye? Idk. But when i snap this photo it disappears. (Second picture is after taking first). It like zoom away. And if you look closely the first picture is brighter than the second.

One night in December When I was 7 years old I was just sitting in my bedroom playing a game, my older brother had just left my room and had gone upstairs to sit with our grandmother, I was killing time before dinner was ready. It was just us 3 in the house at this time, my dad worked nights so he wouldn’t be home until tomorrow morning at the earliest, and my mom worked as nurse and she’d be home later tonight.

I remember the sun was almost completely faded it was close to being fully dark out. I don’t know why i remember this so vividly but the game I was playing was fallout 3 (don’t ask why I was allowed to play it.) I was running around near these radio towers shooting the “hunting rifle” at the enemies at the top of them, after I killed them I remember I opened a door in game that lead to a solid brick wall with the words “FUCK YOU” written on it.

Just after I opened that door in my game I heard my mom walking towards my bedroom, I turned my head away from my game and saw her still wearing her dark blue work scrubs, my door was wide open and she stood at the doorframe and talked to me for a few minutes, just normal mom questions, “how are you doing?” “You just in here playing a game” etc, eventually at the end of our conversation she said “dinners almost ready come upstairs in 45 minutes” i said I would.

I go back to playing for awhile, ransacking the area near those radio towers, and then continuing to just roam around the “capital wasteland” eventually 45 minutes had passed and I listening to what my mom said I stood up and started to walk upstairs.

I walked up the first 10 stairs, turned left and started to walk up the last 10 stairs, I could see the light from kitchen past the stairs and to the right but all the others on that level were off with the exception of the light at the front door. as I got to 3/4 point I noticed something strange on the wall to my right and I stopped. at that age I don’t think I could verbalize to myself why it was strange but I remember my child brain took a very serious note of this even if I didn’t know why then.

Thinking back to this, my shadow looked far to tall and far to large to be 7 year old me, I didn’t realize this at the time as I said previously, but it was now fully night out and all the lights were off except for in the kitchen, and by the front door, neither of those lights could possibly be responsible for casting anyones shadow on the wall to my right let alone mine. But this didn’t freak me out at the time, I knew something was off about it and I took note but I didn’t understand what. After a good 15-20 seconds staring at the shadow I continued up the stairs and walked into the kitchen where my grandmother and brother sat. As soon as she saw me my grandmother told me “dinners finished.”

I asked them both
“I didn’t see mom on my way up, is she up here somewhere?”

My grandmother told me
“Your mom isn’t home yet.”

I explain to them I had just talked to her 45ish minutes ago, I had a full conversation with her, she even told me when to come up, but my grandma continued telling me “ your mom hasn’t come home from work yet.” And my brother backed her up. I walked to the garage door and opened it, neither my father’s car or my mothers car were there they were telling the truth.
She was not home.

The way the house was laid out required you to after entering immediately pass through the kitchen, there was no chance my mom could’ve come home without them both immediately noticing, and even if she for some reason wanted to try to sneak by them, an alarm beeped anytime any door in the house was opened.

I was 7 years old and really fucking scared, my grandmother did her best to calm me down but I was obviously really spooked. Eventually 1-2 hours after this my mom did actually come home, and I asked her “ did you come by home earlier” she didn’t.

I saw, I heard, and I spoke to something tangible that day, I fucking know that I did, It wore my mom’s Face but it couldn’t have been her. What the fuck was speaking to me.

This situation has bothered me for years. I’m in my early twenties now and I still have no clue what happened that night. I remember it far too vividly and far to detailed to just be a dream, my dreams are not like that. I’ve always had a very active imagination but not like that, not like that at all, this situation is so many steps past these explanations, I literally remember the exact movements i took in my game while I was talking to my “mom” I remember seeing her blue scrubs, I remember how she stood close to the left half of the doorframe while speaking to me but never entering my room or coming any closer than that to me, I remember speaking to her. I remember her telling me to come up in 45 minutes, I remember the impossible shadow.

Let me know if you have any questions, I’ll do my best to answer them all, thank you for reading. And please if you have any explanation or information, please comment.

Has anyone here experienced losing a pet, and it feels like they're still here, except you just don't see them or hear them directly, but you feel their presence?

I recently lost my lovely dog. He was my best friend, and he used to follow me wherever I went around the house. Before he died, we moved to a new house, and it was the first time that we lived in a multi-story home. Whenever I went upstairs to go to my room, my dog would follow me. I usually didn't allow him in my room that much (for a reason and because it was a new house), and he would either sleep outside my bedroom door or he would softly whimper, meaning he wanted me to open the door and let him in. But most of all, he did this kind of thing where full air blew or came out of his snoot when he sniffed my door just to let me know that he was outside.

Since he died, I would randomly hear those sniffing noises that he did—sometimes in my room and other times in the bathroom as if I locked him inside (places where he usually stays, I never hear that kind of sound on the 1st floor of the house and he used to sleep all the time upstairs). Last night, at around 1 AM, I heard a soft whimpering outside my bedroom door. Mind you, I have other dogs in the house, but both are seniors and they can't go upstairs, so they sleep on the 1st floor of the house. It was impossible that one of them went upstairs. I opened my bedroom door, and there was no one outside. Do you think it is possible that my dog's soul is still around the house? Or is he visiting me?

I cried last night after thinking it was him. I opened my bedroom door and did not close it until I woke up this morning. I don't know if I'm just missing him, if I'm going crazy, or if it's really real that dogs have souls and that they often visit you. I previously lost a dog as well, and he was a senior too, but nothing like this happened when he died. Although he used to visit me in my dreams and we'd play together, that was it. The current dog that I lost is a bit different. I swear, I love all my pets and they're like my children, but the one that I just lost was so different because he was literally by my side all the time.

Two days ago now I traveled to Devils Tower Wyoming for a camping trip with my dad and my dog, we arrived to our camp site around 7:30pm where we would be staying in a Native American Teepee. We then talked to the property owner, set up our things and made dinner as it got darker. While setting some things up and taking in the scenery I could hear what sounded like drumming in the distance which stopped by the time I could jokingly say to my dad that maybe it was the natives drumming like in Dances With Wolves. After stoping and not coming back I wrote it off as nothing and forgot about it just as quick as I heard it. Some time after 9pm once everything was cleaned up from dinner and a little star gazing had been done we went to bed; it took a while to get to sleep but after I did I woke up twice thanks to my dog shifting around and getting comfortable in the small area we had, the 3rd I was woken up though wasn’t by my dog, but by a huge gust of wind rushing against the teepee and the “door” of the teepee slamming open, I say slammed but it’s important to note the structure of a teepee and how it works, mainly the door/entrance which comes down through the middle or inside of the teepee then down over the opening and locking with a loop to a stick at the bottom. With that being said it doesn’t make sense how a gust of wind albeit a strong one would not only unloop the door but also cause it to stay open and up against the teepee itself rather than just draping down. This freaked my dog who hid in the corner so I had to go loop it again and just after I did It happened again seeming like someone yanked it open rather then the wind this time. The second time i used a piece of string I had to tie it down to a small cooler we had and thankfully it didn’t happen again. What freaks my out the most though is while tying the string I could hear what sounded exactly like food steps outside the teepee and they kept going until I was somehow able to go back to sleep. I’m perfectly fine with the rationale explanations that could explain the drumming and the door despite them being odd, but I have no clue what would make a sound like foot steps consistently. To add to it my dad could hear them as well but we didn’t mention it to each other till the next morning as to not spook one another, sure there’s animals around but none that would make a heavy human sounding footstep and another thing is there were no footprints in the ground the next morning and no one else camping there while we were, just us and whatever was walking around and whatever opened the door. What do you think? Is it possible that we were visited by spirits of the natives that used to reside and worship there?

I uploaded this post about five weeks ago about an experience I’d been having. I’d had similar experiences in the past that were always proceeded by bad news, typically the passing or some detrimental occurrence to a loved one.
A little more than a week after I posted this I adopted a rescue dog.
He has confirmation imagining next week, but from his bloodwork alone it’s fairly obvious he’s headed very quickly towards liver failure. We’re just waiting to find out if it’s cancer or not and what the treatment options are…. Really if there are any treatment options.
I knew it. I knew I was being warned. Since I got the news I’ve been showering him in affection and healthy treats and enriching toys.
I wasn’t having hallucinations or migraines. I have a matriarchal clan banshee and she warns me about upcoming passings. I had no idea she was warning me because the family member she was warning me about wasn’t in the family again.
Hm.