When my father first showed me this photo I didn’t know exactly what I was looking at, but if you zoom in on the green strip across the top it seems to be the head of an elderly lady moving from left to right and turning towards the camera as it does. Also, near the back of the chair on the right the same green light appears to be coming from the outlet back there. EDIT: Somebody just pointed out the poster in the back is the map of GTA4 so I guess I was misinformed about the age of this photo. It’s closer to 18 years not 20.

I (32m) live in Appalachia. I always grew up knowing you don't sing, hum, or generally engage in musical tomfoolery after dark. This, along with "if you heard it, no you didn't" made up the staple wisdoms of our rural childhood.

What I didn't realize was

1. You aren't safe inside

2. Shit goes real downhill REAL fast.

My daughter (2.5) has been up since roughly 1:30. This happened 40\~ minutes ago by posting. My wife (37f) and I caught each other in the hallway. I was standing there looking at the monitor hoping she'd lay back down on my way back from the bathroom. She wasn't making noise so I thought my wife hadn't noticed yet and was gonna grab her to put her down. My wife ended up wanting to take her but after about 45 minutes she tapped out.

Now, our house is very hot so we leave wood open, screen closed up through winter - so noise is reaching "the out".

I'm walking around the house bouncing my daughter, singing, playing music, until eventually I end up resting in a rocker near the front door while this is going on.

At some point, I take her over to the front door, music playing, looking through the screen and listening to the owls in an incredibly clear night. I love listening to them and she's enjoying the cold breeze.

Eventually my arms get tired and I walk away and back to the chair and turn down, then off the music. At this point I noticed the owls sounded... Different someone. Not wrong, not louder, not closer, but some weird off middle ground. I convince myself it's nothing and I start humming one of her nursery songs - "The Misty Mountains Cold".

About two bars in I paused because something was REALLY off. The owls were noticeably closer. Louder. I completely froze.

They were behind the neighbor's house across the road.

Then the end of the driveway.

Then the end of the stairs.

I'm almost in full panic by now, every single hair is standing on end while I'm holding my daughter. At this point I stand up, turn, and start RUNNING from the living room towards the bedroom where my wife is now sleeping.

As soon as I noticed that they were way too close and started moving the owl sounds stop - and the fast... I don't know how to describe it other than clicking - begins.

I slam the door open and wake my wife up by shaking her and I can't get anything out at first.

I'm just stuttering

"They're here" and she's totally lost coming out of sleep. I continue by saying something like "them" and eventually manage to get out "cryptid" because I can't form a more cohesive word for what I just experienced. I'm literally shaking, visibly tearing up from my eyes being plastered open (and fear), with the worst case of goosebumps I've ever experienced. Even now, I'm getting panicked thinking about it and starting to get goosebumps again.

What the hell are they? The other kinds of weird things I've experienced out here (random voices etc) were unnerving - very "ooooooook time to go" but this... This was. My SOUL wanted to be away from these things.

Edited with the detail about the clicking at 4:21 - got ahead of myself in typing.

Edit 10/28 - been about five and a half hours so I want to give clarity.

Mid-Appalachia (Pennsylvania)

The sound being made was for sure a screech owl sound. I suppose it's possible that a small group (sounded like 3) were drawn by the sound - causing a scuffle between territorial males.

That being said - I can't imagine it was an actual screech owl. First, I spend a decent bit of time in the woods - camping, hunting etc. and the clicking sounded unlike any screech owl I'd heard. It might also be relevant to mention that my undergraduate degree is in bio, I took ornithology SPECIFICALLY, and biweekly tests on native Pennsylvanian bird noises were part of the package. I used the word "them" in the post because it sounded like multiples - right on top of one another and it isn't breeding season. Finally, we're talking about multiple voices from multiple directions covering a BIG distance in the time from when the approach started to when it was noticeable. I'd say the farthest sound came about a third of a mile from the house across as open field and into the tree line past. It took maybe 15-20 seconds after my first "no that's getting closer" before they were on top of me. I'm sure an owl could cover that distance that fast in full flight - still would be a bit odd to have an owl(s) book it straight to me.

I've checked the security cameras. 5/6 of the cameras have motion footage at some point last night between midnight and now - none of the cameras caught anything.

However, the front porch camera (motion sensing and facing the road) caught me pulling out of the driveway at 8:20 - there's no footage after that. ONLY the front porch camera was offline this morning and needed to be reset. No 6:30 am school bus captured. No cars that drove past this morning. Nothing.

Can children see/ know about the after life? My son knows things he shouldn’t??

Hi Reddit,

I’ve always seen and read about weird remarks children make regarding their past life’s/ communicating with the dead and how all this could be linked.

I’ve always been a bit sceptical until recently.

My son (5m) has started saying some odd things.

Last year I had an unplanned pregnancy, it was an unexpected surprise but not an unwanted one, I was very excited to be a mum again. But unfortunately at 11 weeks I miscarried, I was heartbroken.

I never got chance to find out the gender, but my gut instinct was telling me it was a girl, all I could picture while I was pregnant was a daughter.

I never told my son about my pregnancy, due having bleeding early on, and I never told him I lost the pregnancy. I didn’t tell anyone, the only people who know are me and my husband, and he has not discussed this with him either.

We recently moved house, my son is a very sociable little thing, he was chatting away to the neighbours over the fence in the back yard, telling them all about his little sister.

He often likes to make up stories so I didn’t think much of it, until the neighbour asked me where my daughter was as they’d never seen her, when my son interrupts and says oh she doesn’t live here, she couldn’t be with us, but she wanted to, she would have been so loved.

The hairs in the back of my neck stood up as I realised what he was talking about and I just stood there is silence.

Since then he has made several remarks about having a little sister, and sometimes when he plays in his room I can hear him talking to her.

The miscarriage hit me really hard and it actually brought me some comfort to know that maybe in some way she knows her brother. ❤️

This happened when I was 20 years old (2012) and I’ll never forget it. I would love any thoughts or perspectives on this. This was in Utah, I was with my best friend, and we were sitting in her car. We were discussing what we were doing that night, parked somewhere, and about 35 to 40 m away, there was this forest area of trees directly in front of our view

So as we were sitting there talking, I saw this extremely tall skinny man walking out of the forest. He was on stilts, and I remember being like, why is he on stilts? Something about it felt supernatural. something was off about it, and I couldn’t make out what he was.

my friend was talking at that moment,but her words started slowing down, and she looked like she was in a trance looking at the same thing. By that point, I just got really scared because it started to feel real, and I was like “Carrie, what do you see right now???” and she answered in this slow innocent daze and said “a man on stilts“

And that scared me even more because I knew she was seeing the same thing I was. The man kept walking straight in the direction towards and then instantly became normal height in front of us without doing anything, and he disappeared into a crowd. and I was sitting there in the car freaking out, and Carrie was just quiet and in this trance, she never said anything about it. We never discussed it after.

I still think about it to this day.

Would really love any thoughts on this

Something really weird happened to my spouse and I last night. We often notice dimes on our paths. Either in the streets or occasionally we find them sort of laying around the house. These last few years we seem to be finding them more often. Whenever we do find them, my spouse always mentions how it means our ancestors are either watching over us or “thinking” about us.

Anyways, last night we were preparing supper. I was in the kitchen and my spouse was in the adjacent dining room. I was on my way to the dining room and right as I enter the little hallway to get there, a dime just drops in front of me. Like just perfectly falls flat right in front of me as I’m about ready to enter the room and say something to my spouse.

There was something arresting about the timing of it and the way it fell. It was just so perfectly timed with my entry and it didn’t like spin or roll around or anything. It just fell dead right there on the floor. It stopped me in my tracks and I got this sort of feeling/intuition about the strangeness of it. I say to my spouse “ha! That’s weird, a dime just fell right in front of me”. Of course she mentions the ancestors.

Now we have 2 cats. And they like to bat stuff around. There’s a staircase that goes upstairs right next to the hallway. It leads to the upstairs hallway which is basically right above the hallway I was in. We theorized that the cats must’ve batted the dime and it fell downstairs. However, I still find it strange that it would fall so perfectly in the middle of the hallway from the upstairs ledge.

Anyways we find it weird but we move on and go about supper and a walk etc etc.

So we get back home after the walk and my spouse goes to the fridge for a snack. “Omg” she says. “What?” I ask. “I just found another dime in the fridge!” She grabbed a yogurt cup and underneath the cup, in the fridge, there was another dime…

We were both pretty freaked out. Wth?!

So my family and I moved into our house about two years ago. My dad is in the Air Force so we move around a lot. When we first moved into our house I didn’t notice anything strange. But as the months went on we started hearing knocks or bangs coming from upstairs. None of us payed attention to it at first. Fast forward a year later (2025) and things started to escalate. The knocks refused to cease. And it felt as if I were being watched while I slept.

Being upstairs made us so uncomfortable that me, my mom, and my brother all decided to sleep in our basement. It’s a nice finished basement with a good amount of space, so it didn’t feel cramped or anything. And I didn’t mind sleeping down there, considering that I could avoid the top floor. My sister, however, kept sleeping upstairs because she likes her own space. Whatever is in our house kept giving my mom, me, and my sister nightmares. Nightmares about entities, seances, demons, you name it. This is when my mom decided to cleanse the house with sage. Shes not new to the whole ghost thing because she’s been a clairvoyant most of her life. My sister and I are both very open to the spirit world. Now, after the cleansing, the hauntings stopped. That is, until recently.

When my sister is alone in her room she’ll hear knocks on her door, only to find out that nobody is there. And we’ve all heard footsteps and scuffling from upstairs. It sounds as if someone is living on our top floor, but nobody is around. My sister even claims to hear sounds coming from the attic. When we first moved in, my mom swore she saw a weird figure or face in the attic window. My most recent nightmare was of a creepy face peaking its head into a window. The house in my dream wasn’t out but it felt ominous anyway. The face kind of looked like the Russian sleep experiment creepypasta. It was all disfigured and creepy af. I absolutely hate going upstairs on my own. It terrifies me.

The most active room in our house is my sister’s bedroom. But we do hear footsteps through the upstairs hallway and even sometimes on the stairs. My mother doesn’t know what to do anymore. And she’s normally very good at these kinds of things. It seems that if we try cleansing the house, the haunting return in a matter of months. They just keep coming back. Do you guys know what we could possibly do to get rid of these hauntings? I can normally tell if a spirit or entity has good intentions. And whatever is in our house most definitely does not.

I would prefer seeing/being haunted by an animal looking entity rather than humanoid ones, because they trigger sort of an uncanny valley feeling. Seeing an odd looking wolfdog or bull would be a better sight than a creepy smiling person.😭

My friend answered this question by saying she preferred seeing things rather than hearing something invisible make noises, because if she was able to see an apparition or something, she could just charge at them like a bull.

Not sure if this is the right sub to post this on and if it isn’t I would really appreciate it if someone could point me in the right direction. I’ve had a lot of different paranormal experiences in my life dating all the way back to when I was a toddler and my mother would walk into my room in the middle of the night and find me doing puzzles with someone or something she couldn’t see. Pretty much every time I think over these experiences, my eyes will start to water up in seconds and I have no idea why. It’s not an emotional reaction because when it happens I don’t feel anything at all. Can anyone help me explain this?

Craziest thing I’ve ever seen on video. He said that before he started recording that he heard three knocks and his bedroom closet light turned on. The noise at the end is a wrench he had on his dresser getting thrown towards him. Anyone have any explanation?

I'm curious as to what y'all experienced and encountered, and I hope y'all are ok.

Hi I'm new to this sub and I don't usually believe in paranormal things but they are intriguing. I don't believe in ghosts or anything just because I'm the type to have to see it to believe it.

So a couple nights ago I was making dinner, and I heard my son call me. "Mom!" I went to check on him and he said he didn't call me. I went to check on my daughter and she was asleep. The TV wasn't on and it sounded exactly like one of my kids. I started feeling uneasy at that point. I didn't hear anything after that, but I started getting scared that maybe I let something in because I like to leave the patio door open so the dogs can sit out there. I was getting really worried. My partner thought I was joking though.

Even though I am a skeptic, the idea of mimics are really creepy to me. Probably because I had a weird experience when I was 16 and I believe it was a mimic as well. I still can't explain it to this day.

I work at a haunt, and we all see shadow people constantly. Other actors are more spiritually inclined, but I do firmly believe it's just our brains tricking themselves. We have flashing lights and are always expecting a group to wander in

But earlier today I spotted one in my home. Which is weird because my home isn't dark, doesn't have strobes, and I'm not expecting people to walk in. Looking into it, shadow people are very common for those with psychological conditions or hard drug users

The worst I have is ADHD and a caffeine addiction. What else commonly causes sightings of "shadow people"?

This picture was taken at my local university, I had just arrived for my classes, and I asked a former girlfriend to take a picture of me on my bike because I thought I was looking cool, and wanted to capture the moment. I didn’t even notice until the day after when I was editing the picture. That night a storm poured down when I was going home and I was absolutely soaked by the time I arrived. I don’t know how to explain it. If you look closely, even though the picture has some artefacting because of the movement and low light, most people have their features clear enough to distinguish them as people, like, human beings right? But what is that thing in the backseat? It barely resembles a face.

I’m sharing a screenshot of the camera/image specs for further discussion.

Orb turns on motion light and changes direction. 2:41 AM this morning.

Assuming the paranormal is real, eg ghosts, demons, spirits, etc; why would anyone actually mess with it?

Why use quiji boards, why do seances?

i'm not sure if this is where this post belongs, and if it's not, please let me know so I can remove it and post it to the correct sub.

Three weeks ago, my father passed away after a long fight with cancer. I'm a bit of a skeptic when it comes to anything paranormal due to my religion and faith that I wouldn't say that it people leave the Earth immediately after death. I'm going to change my dad's name, but his nickname was something like papa dino for the sake of this post. Anyway, my son was not there and did not get to say goodbye to his papa dino which was sad, but also understandable because a two-year-old really shouldn't be hanging out in a hospital with someone that's sick. The day after my father passed, my son was laying down for a nap and out of nowhere he started just saying over and over again "papa dino papa dino papa dino". I hadn't even told my son about his grandfather passing and I was still processing it myself. I looked at the baby monitor and saw him looking straight up into the ceiling, saying the name over and over again. He then began singing a song that my father notoriously made fun of. My dad was a silly guy and liked making fun of the things that we enjoyed out of fun jest, never in a mean, or rude way.

My eyes filled with tears as I watched him, sing a song and say my father's nickname over and over again. I'm not sure if my father was actually there or if my son was just remembering Papa dino, who he had visited a week earlier, but either way it was a very kind moment. I like to believe that my father spirit came to say goodbye to the grandson he couldn't say goodbye to you. but you never know.

It looks like you can see an angle figure top left. A face peaking to the right. A guy standing where the face is. He’s wearing a flannel shirt and black pants. Also a woman in the blue part. As well as what looks like a wall at the start of the blue.

hi!! first time poster in here! so here goes: this was summer of 2015 and my friends and i were visiting savannah, georgia. we are from north georgia so we know allll the spooky things about this place. well, we see this abandoned house & this was very much snapchat era so my cousin starts recording us. we’re being silly & i say “where is we at?” and a voice afterwards sounds like it says “for reAl”… this is NOT my cousins voice. for context, we were all like pre-teen age. we did not hear it in real time but once you record a video on snapchat, it starts playing back to you. so, her audio was up and we heard it, looked around at each other and said “uhhh who said that?”. we soon realized that none of us said that & it doesn’t even sound like any of us so we SPRINTED away.

fast forward to the next afternoon we had lunch in a similar area (i wish i could remember exactly where in savannah this was) & told a local man about our experience. he confirmed manyyy paranormal experiences happen at this house so he was not shocked.

well that’s the extent of my story & i’ll attach the video, what do yall think? weird glitch? idk how else to describe this.

So, over the last couple of months, I’ve started watching horror videos on YouTube, mostly from channels like Beauties & Beasts, Asian Oddities, and Sleslor (Sleslor isn’t really scary, but I might as well mention it).

Asian ghost stories scare me the most because they’re based on places and folklore that are geographically close to where I live.

Before I started watching these horror videos, I considered myself brave—not fearless, but brave enough to live in a supposedly haunted warehouse for about six months to save money on rent. The warehouse had been abandoned for a while because of COVID.

Before I started watching these horror videos, I used to sleep with the lights off. Now, I need a night-light to be able to sleep.

Am I just mentally weak, or is there something wrong?

Extra information i need to clarified, i rarely watching the scary one nowaday, and if i did i only allow myself to watch it before 6 pm.

Just found this sub and I love the paranormal.

When I was in 7th grade I lived in this new apartment complex in Florida. It was a nice place and I liked it. Nothing creepy about it.

What I’m about to say is a precursor to what my paranormal experience actually was, but I’ve never had sleep paralysis before or after and I had sleep paralysis in this apartment. I remember seeing a dark figure in my bathroom doorway, felt like I was levitating and I couldn’t move. Did some research on my experience and I brushed it off as I knew sleep paralysis was a thing that could happen to people.

About a week or two after that, I was gaming late at night with some friends online. Around 3-4am I started to look for my phone and I couldn’t find it. After about 5 minutes of looking, I start looking for my phone around my bed and my phone randomly falls from the ceiling onto my bed directly where I was looking for it. I couldn’t see the ceiling from my perspective as I was a foot away from my bed. No one in my house besides myself and my dad. My dad’s asleep and my door was locked. Just me in the room.

I remember backing into the corner of my room in shock while sitting in my office chair. I start hysterically telling my friends what just happened over Skype and I’m laughing like the joker as that’s always been my defense mechanism and I couldn’t fathom what had just happened. I remember staying up until the sun came up sitting in the corner and then my dad woke up and I slept on the couch and didn’t even tell him about it. He just thought I pulled an all night bender playing games as I did here and there at that age.

The craziest part about all of this is that I told my dad this story years later. He then told me that in that house, one night he woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat on the floor of our kitchen with a knife in his hand. No recollection of how he got there or why he was there. My dad’s not a crazy person. I know because my mom’s bipolar and a schizophrenic so I know crazy. My dad is sound of mind so when he told me this I begun to laugh like crazy as that’s the wildest thing I’d ever heard and it was insane to me that he had experiences in that house as well and we both just never told each other till years later.

I’ve never had anything else paranormal happen to me before or after that. We only stayed at that apartment for a year.

I think my grandmas old home was haunted or at least had some sort of ghost that lived there, believed to be a child? Not sure. Would like to hear what yall think, below I have detailed some experiences we had in the home.

When I was younger around 6-19, in my 30s now, I would stay with my grandma frequently as we were two blocks away. She was like a second mom to me and lived alone so I would spend the night with her a few times a month. Her home had an unfinished basement that was a bit creepy especially at night. Her first dog, Sadie, refused to go down there and would stand at the landing and just stare down the stairs with her head down; she would stare for a few minutes at times.

This next thing I share would be heard a lot, mainly at night when it was quiet or we were watching tv. Sometimes during the day when not much was going on in the house. The room I stayed in was right above the stairs that led to the basement. As I was laying down to go to sleep, often times I would hear what sounded like either footsteps going between 3-4 stairs in the middle of the case or a ball bouncing on the floor/stairs. It seemed to stay in one place and not fade away as if the spirit was going elsewhere. My grandma, mom and other family members would also hear this as well. This went on for as long as I can remember.

This instance happened when I was older, 18ish maybe. I had drove over to let her dog out while she was at work. I walk in and her flour container was in the middle on the kitchen floor with the lid off placed next to the container. I do not think her dog would be able to access where she kept it. This cabinet was below the countertop, double doors, about 6’ deep and had a shelf where the container sat. The flour was in an old Tupperware round large container with a tan thin lid (photo attached of similar). Her dog would have had to open the cabinet, carefully take the Tupperware down without messing up anything else in the cabinet which had other cooking bowls and containers, place in on the floor and take the lid off. There were no bite marks on the lid/container, no flour on the flour. It was very odd. If I remember correctly there was also some trash placed on the floor. She also could not reach where the trash was without her completely knocking the whole bin over and opening a separate cabinet.

These are just some things we witnessed, curious as to what you guys might think.

TIA

I still can't explain a lot of things that have happened since his death, and I won't go into that stuff. A lot of things with my phone and his mother's, things moving. This is one of those things that happened a few nights ago. My baby has been more mobile recently. I was fast asleep when I woke up to my bed VIOLENTLY shaking. I found the baby had rolled himself into a dangerous position, where he was unable to cry out or move. I got to him just in time, and he was okay. I fixed his sleeping area to be safer. There was no earthquake in NYC. Nothing happened in my building. My bed is in sound shape. Nothing fell. No thunderstorms. My cat (the only other being in my home) was fast asleep. TV was off. I guess I'm trying to think of any silly explanation?

Just been watching the series. KD Stafford is the biggest fake I have ever seen on a paranormal show!

1. When using his "spirit boxes" he always keeps his hand on it and you can see him pushing buttons.

2. Every sound that comes through he immediately declares what it says to tie in with what they were told , even when it sounded completely different.

3. He always claims to see or hear whatever someone says they saw or heard, when HE goes through.

I work at a pet resort and spa. That’s what it’s called at least. It’s a boarding facility with daycare for pets, as well as grooming. There are 3 long halls where the pets are boarded, as well as an office, laundry room, cat area, grooming room, bathroom, a crematorium and an indoor space for daycare for when the weather isn’t favorable.

On Saturday nights, I work a shift alone. The halls make me very uncomfortable because I can feel the residual energies of dogs that are no longer living. I can feel their eyes on me, fixed, and waiting to be let out. It’s never creepy, just a bit spooky.

However today, as I was walking a shepherd to the indoor play area, I passed by the light switch and when I opened the door, everything was black aside from a dimly lit exit sign. The Shepard is always a bit nervous, but she halted in the door way.

I could feel the darkness. At the far end of the room, in the thickest blackness, I got a sense of an angry man, maybe angry men, it was awful. I felt like they were wearing all black but had stark white faces. The dog and I turned around after what felt like a 30 seconds yet 3 hours of suffocation.

Once I flipped the light on she was less hesitant, the room still felt awful, as if this presence didn’t shirk away with the dark, it just made its self adjust to the light.

TLDR:

I felt a darkness at work while I was taking a dog out for a potty break.

Just curious when the last time you’ve experienced something deeply unsettling.