Once me and six people stayed at this house on a haunted hill I think it used to be a home for the mentally ill or something. This eccentric millionaire told us that if we could survive just one night he would pay us $10,000 each then he gave us each a pistol for protection. At midnight the doors were locked and the power was cut off, then these ghosts started appearing and one by one everyone else that was there with me disappeared. There was also this huge dark mist demon that came after me but I managed to escape the house and somehow get out alive.

When I was about 10 years old I was in the house myself, in my room. I was wearing a T-Shirt, no fleece okay? So I leave my room but get one quick peek of myself in the mirror before closing the door. In the mirror I saw myself wearing a blue fleece and my eyes had a cold stare on them. I only got to see myself like this for half a second because I had swung the door open and it blocked my view of the mirror. I then checked myself in the mirror again and I was wearing my T-Shirt this time, the way it was meant to be...

My sister told me about this a few years ago. Everyone was sleeping but my sister was woken up by the radio in the kitchen, she had to get up and turn it off. In the morning my sister told my mum and my mum said that she had pulled the radio plug out the socket before everyone went to bed... Strange...

Oh, man, the curanderas. What a blast from the past. Nothing can make you feel quite as happy at remembering illness as having curanderas involved. Hee-hee. The ones in Venezuela were pretty tame, though. Mostly weird rituals, nothing too crazy.

Those curanderas do some crazy weird [censored] but it works! That's the strange part that I can't explain lol.

I want to know what banged on my bedroom door at midnight during a power cut five years ago.

I want to know what that flying ball of fur with a straw three years ago was.

I want to know what the thing in the lake that looked like a translucent crab-frog and burrowed under the sediment ten years ago was.

I want to know what that burning, trailing ball of fire in the sky ten years ago was.

The crab-frog one should be easy. Just start digging and get a pump.

It was ten years ago and the lake has been drained and refilled. I'm fairly sure it's dead.

Two pairs of red eyes that appeared in my closet and shifted to look at my brother while he was sleeping. I'm not sure why I thought rolling over and pretending it never happened seemed like the right thing to do at the time, but that's what I did and, somehow, fell asleep.

Well, you survived, didn't you? ^_^

Only "strange" thing i can think of, we were visitng my grandma back when she used to live in a cabin the middle of a forest, about 10km away from the nearest, small village. There was a stump of a pine cut down long ago. One day this strange lump appeared on it, and during the the day it grew bigger and bigger. The next morning it was gone. I suppose it was just some sort of mushroom, but to me at that age it was almost scary

I'm too dull to see UFOs or ghosts :blush:

I had Alice in Wonderland Syndrome when I was younger so pretty much everything was weird. Mostly I remember peoples heads being extremely small and when they talked their mouths wouldn't move right, it was really weird.

When I was 6, my friend and I found an advlt magazine in a shipping box in my backyard. No address or names on the box. Considering that my two neighbors on each side of the house were 80+, I've always wondered how that box came to arrive in my backyard...

After checking the pages and being disgusted at what we found inside, like all 6 years old would react, my friend brought it to his father who was scolded.

I still wonder how the box arrived at my place.

You just made the hair stand up on the back of my neck. I feel like someone's standing right behind me. Uuugh. :biggrin:

When I was little, I woke up in the middle of the night and went to get a glass of water. I thought there was no one else awake, but I heard creaking from out living room so I went to see who was up. There was no one there, but our rocking chair that we'd gotten the day before at an antique store (my mom loves antique furniture) was rocking. And no one was on it. I got totally freaked out, ran to my bed and cuddled up with my dogs for the rest of the night. Now I think it might have been wind blowing through an open window and causing the chair to rock, or something, but I dunno why my parents would have kept the windows open overnight in the middle of winter.

I made my mom get rid of that chair when we moved out of that house. It still creeped me out when I was older.

The day I experienced time going really slow...slow motion.

http://karioudo.deviantart.com/art/The-gate-to-Heaven-109353664

Below the picture is the description that goes with it. I swear I'll never forget the day I saw that.... left a big impact.

Can't believe nobody called BS on my house on the haunted hill story ripped directly from the movie.

Indeed, it looks like you were just ignored though. :teehee:

It was so obviously BS I just skipped right over it and deemed it unworthy to reply to.

im sitting in the same house right now speaking of weird things another one just happened today , the same guy was outside my window with a big carrot o-o, i opened the window and he said "HI BOB" and i was like "o-o my name is alex. "
then he handed me the carot and said "GIVE THIS TO BRENT FOR ME" and i was like "how did you know my cousin brent was here today?" and then he ran off. i burned the carrot in my fireplace

I was 12 riding my bike at night off the main road where I lived with the moon giving off some decent light. I happen to notice a very large dark object flying above me with no lights, which I thought was odd. And what was even weireder was that it was creeping. I mean it was moving at a very slow speed directly above me for about a minute or so and then it gradually picked up speed and then just took off and disappeared with no sounds whatsoever.

Never really made a fuss about it or shared it with anyone back then, but when I think about it today it baffles me as to what it was.

Great thread, hope this one stays for a while. I'm definitely trying that mirror thing some one mentioned a few posts ago. I don't have many spooky things, cept a few minor incident which could easily be scientifically proven. My most recent , 2 week ago story was . I was home alone, used the washroom upstairs once, and was only in there to grab my clothes, got my clothes, everything was fine. Five or six hours later I finished playing drums, and proceeded to go downstairs, but I heard a noise , so I walked back up the stairs, and realized it was coming from the bathroom, I was like " fml " , cause it hasn't been the first spooky thing to occur in my house. Walked a little bit more towards the bathroom door, and found out it was the sink tap running on full. It was the same bathroom I was in earlier, when nothing was turned on, turned the tap off, and walked back downstairs, and didn't go back up till my parents were home .

I saw a bigfoot while I was jumping on my trampoline. I ran inside, scared (as it was just starting to get dark) and stayed inside for the rest of the day. The next day I spent the entire daylight period looking for something, but found nothing.

Also, on like my 6th or 7th birthday we rented a condo on the beach (before I moved to the beach) About an hour in at dark the lights go off, and my cousin and 2 of the other people there swear that the floor and ceiling was looked like it was moving. I don't remember much though.

The cabbage is the scariest part.

Gee thanks guys. Lol.

Kiln, I was going to reply "pics or it didn't happen" but didn't lol.

I just remembered one:
I was in my house alone and two voices came through the tv and it wasn't even on! I was in my living room when I heard two people talking to each other on the phone from my tv and I freaked out! Apparently it's possible for this to happen but I don't see how.

When I was a girl, I used to go for walks in the woods behind my parents' house. There was a stream that ran past it about a half mile up into the hills; my best guess is that it terminated at the Navarro River. The underbrush was too dense for me to walk the entire length.
Anyway. There was this one spot, maybe half an hour upstream (distance is hard to gauge when you're fighting through that kind of terrain)- a small clearing covered in sorrel and redwood fern. The stream flowed down a series of small waterfalls, which terminated in a remarkably deep, clear pool. There was a moss-covered log that ran diagonally across the top of it. The redwoods were old enough that their lower branches had all died and the canopy had more or less meshed together, so there wasn't much leaf litter- just this huge swath of fungi, small plants, and a few shafts of sunlight. It was like being in a big green cathedral.
There was one wide, flat rock near the edge of the uppermost waterfall. I used to sit on it and use it as a platform to catch salamanders. Every so often, when I'd go for a visit, I'd find things that had been left there: a handful of polished river rocks (I still have the perfect skipping rock I found there); a raven's feather; little arrangements of flower petals.
Ordinarily I'd think that someone else knew about my spot and was leaving them there. The thing was, the woods were unpopulated for several miles in every direction- all the houses closest to mine were rentals. No one lived in them. And the tourists and mushroomers don't generally want to slog uphill through bracken so thick you'd practically have to use a machete on it.
I'm not a religious or superstitious person in general, but back when I was a kid, my reasoning was 'faeries'.
And you know what? Screw it. My reasoning's still 'faeries'. >.>