Anne Boleyn, black dogs, a ghost ship, anku - legends about ghosts and inexplicable things have become an integral part of the folklore of almost all peoples. Although scientists are sure that all this is nothing but a figment of the imagination or optical distortion, even the rustle in the kitchen at night makes you cuddle into bed.
- Some inexplicable things always happened in the house of my friends: we often heard knocking from different rooms, the creak of the stairs, as if someone was going upstairs, although there was no one there; doors and windows opened on their own. But I never attached much importance to this, as I was skeptical about everything beyond. Once I was sitting on their sofa in front of the TV and suddenly I heard a woman screaming. It feels like the girl was screaming in my right ear with full force. But no one was around … A week later, my friends and I were sitting in front of the TV again and one of the guys turned around saying, "I just heard a girl scream." He searched the whole house, but could not find anyone. I was sure that it would be so. I think that the ghost of this girl was not evil or bad, it seems to me that she was just sad. I wish I could reach her. © em_420
- I went by car. I passed the bridge. It was already a bit dark, so I turned on the low beam. Suddenly I see 2 people walking along the right side of the bridge. And they climb straight out onto the roadway. I'm on the brakes and into the oncoming lane. He looked in the mirror - no one. I tell my wife that I saw only the legs of the guy on the left, and only the body on the right, above the legs. She confirmed my words. A couple of days later we were returning back before dark. I look, and under the bridge there is a cemetery. © gloktar
- In the past, my parents often traveled to the neighboring town on business and spent most of the day there. Our living room was between the front door and my parents' room. On one of these days, when I was sitting on the couch in front of the TV, my dad suddenly returned home and walked into their room with my mother, then he walked through the living room and went out into the street, slamming the door. At that moment, he was not looking at me or at the TV, but as if he just went to get the thing he had left. When I asked him later in the evening what he had come home for, he was shocked by the question. Dad explained to me that at that moment they were an hour and a half away from home and were not going to return. When he tried to explain this to me, I noticed that my father was not wearing the clothes in which I had "seen" him before. © TheCaptainhat
- Weird things often happen in our house that only I notice. One day I noticed how someone invisible pulled my cat by the tail. She calmly walked through the kitchen, when she suddenly slid 2 m back. I saw how she got mad and tried to run away, but for a couple of seconds I could not budge, as if someone was holding her. It seems to me that this is the work of a 4-5 year old ghost girl who just wanted to play with the cat. © MTSwagger
- Not far from the house there is an abandoned 2-storey building, about 10-12 windows wide. Several people were hanged there, and in general it does not look very pleasant. We went outside at 11 at night and decided to see what was interesting there, maybe go inside. And here we are standing about 50 meters from him and see all of him. And then we notice that it is as if a face is peeping out of the window, but it is white and a little bright. And so I was like, "Do you see this?" Friends: "Yes, we see." And then this face began to move in the windows, but in 1 second at such distances that it was impossible to do it. Literally from the 2nd window to the 10th in 1 second, and each of us began to lead his hand to where he saw his face, and each pointed to the same place as the others. © MaskedShaco
- I have lived in a house with a poltergeist for 4 years. I remember the first time I felt something ghostly: I woke up with clicks, as if someone was switching channels on the TV itself. This continued until we took him to the basement. Later, my sister and I moved our beds to the basement, as at night we were frightened by the green lights in the corner of the bedroom. Just before the move, I remember lying on the floor doing my homework. At that moment, a trail appeared near my textbooks, and I ran out of the room with a cry. The door slammed shut behind me. I heard someone hit the door with all their might from the back. In the living room, we were also haunted: once a friend of my sister stayed overnight with us and woke up with a terrible cry, finding on her hand a bite made by human teeth … But the oddities were not only happening in our house: from time to time I watched the girl across the street. One evening we heard the glass in the basement of her house shatter and the lights began to flicker. Thinking that this is an intruder, I took the girl from her house and brought her to me. Police later said there was no sign of a break-in. © Cloopidblorapope
- My husband went on a business trip, I was left alone with my baby. I went to the toilet, and suddenly the handle on the door began to walk up and down, as if it were being moved from the other side. I say, "I'm coming." I thought that the child had woken up and my husband was pulling the handle so that I would come up. Came out. The baby did not wake up, but turned over and buried her face in the mattress. Turned over. And then it dawned on me that I was alone at home. I had no desire to sleep. Why sleep, I wanted to run away from the apartment urgently. © greensvet
- My husband and I have a martial arts school. The building in which it is located has been standing for about 130 years. When we first bought it, it was in a terrible state and we had to repair it all day long. When we worked with saws and drills, I heard the melody of a music box. And my husband heard the voice of a girl calling his name … One Saturday morning, my husband was sitting at the computer, and I was playing tamagotchi on my iPod. I heard a stereo system click in front of me. I thought my husband was getting ready for morning classes and was just playing the music, but a woman's voice came from there: “Hi, my name is Katie. I'm … years old. I am from … "I did not listen to the words until suddenly it sounded distinctly:" Something is hurting me. Something is killing me. Something killed me. " At that moment, the hair on the back of my head rose and I got up from the couch to come closer to the stereo system. “Please, someone, tell my parents, tell the teachers, tell the correctional officer…” I ran into my husband's room and started yelling at him for such awful jokes. When I finally calmed down, he took me to the stereo and showed that it was not connected. © lunchesandbentos
- It began when my friend and I were crawling through the attic of my parents' old house. Suddenly in the corner I saw a girl who looked like she wanted to play with us … She was absolutely normal: blonde hair, beautiful dress, friendly eyes. I heard that many in childhood do not understand that they see ghosts and are not afraid, but at that moment, as a child, I was terrified. I never went back there, but when I went up to the top floor, I saw the attic doors swing open, as if luring me there. My parents never believed in what I told them. We left there when I was already 10 years old. Less than a week later, the new owners called their parents and asked if we had noticed ghosts in the house. They said that their daughter was playing with a blonde girl, that they noticed this girl in different parts of the house. © Economy_Cactus
- We rested with my grandparents in Gelendzhik. The shower and toilet were outside. And so, one day returning from the shower on the usual road, with peripheral vision I saw a woman. She was quite tall, in old clothes and a long dress. The impression that some kind of princess of old times. And then - the most terrible thing that I noticed: it was white, slightly glowing and, most importantly, was floating in the air. Typical description of a ghost. I saw her float through the air and float over the edge of the house. Then I stopped and realized what had just happened. For a couple of seconds there was a doubt whether to follow her or not. But I drowned out in fear. © mr.kalmar
- I once lived in a house that seemed to be being pursued by my family's counterparts. When I was a teenager, I often chatted with my girlfriend on Skype, and my little sister always fell asleep in front of the TV in the living room, and at night she returned to her room. One day, while chatting with a girl, I distinctly saw my sister go upstairs. It seemed strange to me that the old floors and stairs did not creakfrom her steps. Without saying anything to his friend, he looked into the living room and saw that my sister was sleeping peacefully. When I came back, I asked the girl if she saw something in the background, to which she replied: "Yes, I just saw your sister go upstairs." Another time, my mother and I were waiting for my sister in the car, getting ready to go on business. After a while, my sister got into the car and looked at me in shock. She said that just before leaving the house, she was sure that I was still in my room, and, going out into the street, she shouted: “We're leaving!”, To which someone answered her in my voice: “Okay, I'll be through minute ". © 1LT_0bvious
- My girlfriend's grandmother was put in a serious condition (fell into a coma) in the hospital, the doctors said that there was a 50-50 chance to survive. And just a couple of days later, my grandmother's sister dies. So, after 3-4 days my grandmother came out of a coma. Then her daughter came to her, and her grandmother asked: “And where is Olya (sister)? Otherwise she came and we didn't even really talk to her. " As it turned out later, my grandmother, when she was in a coma, dreamed how she opened her eyes, and her sister was standing next to the bed and said: “Why are you lying? Get up, go to the procedures,”- and after this phrase leaves. © Novaone
- After my parents divorced, I moved to their house, which was empty, and strange things began to happen to me. One night I listened to my boyfriend calling me by name, but there was no one else in the apartment except me. From time to time I felt like I was being watched, the fan turned on and off on its own, but the worst thing happened later. When I needed to register the car with the security service, administrator Pam, who had lived in my house since childhood, asked me if I had cleaned my apartment. I answered her: "Yes, I put things in order," to which she threw: "No, the house needs to be cleansed of spirits." She offered me her help in this. Together with her and other residents, we took bags of sage and walked around the house, asking the ghosts to leave the place. Everything went well that evening, but we were shocked later: we were making an audio recording of our ceremony and heard a clear cry "Get out!" on the record. After that, the strangeness in the house only began to intensify, and the weekly rituals did not work at all. In the end, I put a tape recorder in one of the rooms and moved to live with my mother. After a while, when I decided to listen to what was recorded on the recorder, I heard 8 different voices. They talked among themselves, sang, walked and washed their clothes. © abandoned_faces
- When I was little, I played with ghosts: I put a toy in one of the rooms, then I looked around the house for it. She was always in some other place. Many years later, it turned out that a family murder had taken place in the house. © Mokahccin
- The house in which I grew up was haunted by a kind ghost. It was Mrs. Freer who built the house and equipped it for herself, it was here that she spent the last minutes of her life. I remember how the door to my room was constantly opening and closing, as footsteps were heard throughout the house. Once I fell asleep in front of the TV on the couch and woke up from the fact that someone covered me with a blanket, and the pizza box was closed. At that moment I was alone in the house. I remember how Mrs. Freer did not like the kitchen: past tenants made redevelopment and cheap repairs. She constantly slammed the kitchen door or cabinet doors. One day my mother said: "Mrs. I don't like this kitchen either, and as soon as we have money, we will make repairs here." … From that moment on, no one slammed the doors, and when the kitchen was finally refurbished, I smelled fresh pastries, although no one had cooked on it yet. © fapvass
Have you or your friends had to deal with something otherworldly?