By Anonymous - 28/10/2015 15:09 - United States
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Chucky is waiting. Or one of those blasted Furbies. I swear they only exist to suck the souls out of the living.
At least you got out instead of wasting time setting up cameras waiting for proof your house is haunted
I was working at my computer and something yelled at me and hit the window. I jumped so high I am surprised o didn't hit the ceiling. I heard laughter but no one was there. luckily I was smart enough to check out the back window. 3 kids were running down the street. probably someone messing with OP
That's not even superstitious, it's fucking normal. I'm not superstitious at all, not even a little bit, but the other night at about 3am someone walked up the stairs really slowly, stopped outside my room and tried quite hard to open the door, I could hear them breathing and everything but somehow they hadn't tripped the automatic lights in the hall. As soon as I heard them leave I grabbed my shit and hauled ass to my boyfriends place.
I'm not sure if I believe in ghosts, but that would still freak me out. Even if it's nothing, op could've been having auditory hallucinations. I get them if I'm too sleep deprived, but if I didn't know that's what it is, I'd be scared too. And #32, your experience could've been a sort of sleep paralysis. The "intruder" is a common sleep paralysis nightmare. Even if nothing "real" happened in either of these cases, there's still science to explain what did happen and why it's terrifying. Telling someone to just grow up is unnecessary and rude.
Uni halls, but only 6 girls with access to this block and judging by the footsteps and the breathing it was definitely a heavy guy. Not to mention the lights are motion censored, and they went on as soon I looked out of my peephole after he'd gone, and again when I left my room. While I was at my boyfriends the next night, the girl who lives opposite said she heard someone come up the stairs at about 4am and just stand there for a few minutes, she said she could hear him breathing and then he left, again without the light going on, and she told me this before I told her what had happened the night before. SO damn creepy.
I definitely believe in ghosts.. I was home alone one time, folding clothes, minding my own business and heard rustling noises in my closet followed by a creepy little girl giggling. At the time I lived in the woods, far away from any neighbors and an hour away from the nearest town. I hid in the living room watching Disney movies until my dad came home.
Two days ago I woke up shortly after falling asleep to my dog barking at the dining room door (odd for him, he usually only barks when someone knocks on the front door) and as I was getting out of bed, my sweater piller that was on the dining room table came on. I'd taken it out of the drawer to use it and the battery was dead (hasn't been used since last winter). I took the battery out and cleaned the terminals and everything, it still wouldn't work. I didn't have the right battery so I laid it on the table to remember to buy one. My ex swears my cat must have did it, but it's a switch and a pretty stiff one at that. I'd tend to think I left it on but how did the battery magically start to work (won't work now, by the way); just one of the many weird things that happen in my house. Who knows, who cares. What's a ghost gonna do anyways? Make me cold or knock a pencil off the table? It's just a dead person...
I want to share my creepy ghost experience too. One day I woke up to the feeling of somebody striking my cheek but I was alone. When I went into the kitchen to get some water I walked past my hallway mirror and saw that creepy man standing behind me staring right into my eyes through the reflection and grinning with an open mouth. I turned around and started to run to my best friend only in my boxers... this story gives me the chills every time I tell it... I'm scared of mirrors since then.
I was at my grandma's house printing stuff for a chem project alone when I heard loud stomps up and down the halls (laminate flooring). Thought someone was breaking in but I called my grandma and said "is there a possibility anyone is in the house?" She said all the doors and windows were deadlocked and nobody else was there. Stomps started after I ended the call and it was angry stomps. I had a feeling of dread and it kept stopping outside of my door. Right after, I opened the door and NO ONE was there.
maybe God saw you fornicating with said gf and wanted to teach you a lesson. or maybe it was just random demons with no connection to fornicating, who knows
I think it's pretty clear in this context that by saying she doesn't "believe in" she's referring to wanting to follow her religious beliefs and not engage in premarital sex. No need to be a dick and mock religious people, regardless of how superior you may feel.
@75 There is nothing wrong with the phrasing. The phrase "I don't believe" does not necessarily mean "I don't think it is true" or "I don't think it exists", as you seem to think. "Believe", as most people know it, can mean to hold an opinion or to support an idea, which is exactly what the word was meant to mean in this context. I don't think you're really that crass, so perhaps you just wanted to be intentionally obnoxious. Goodness gracious, if a supporter of a politician says "I believe in [name]", do you really think they're referring to their existence?