I just went out to buy a sweet potato for dinner, and the store I elected to go to is about a 3.5 block walk from where I live, in a major US city. It's dark out now (just got back), and as I was walking home with Reginald (the potato, it was a big one so I named it), I crossed an intersection that was the midway point in my return walk.
Out of nowhere, I heard about 30 seconds of VERY clear, in tempo, church bells ringing, coming from down the street on my left side.
I've lived here 4 years now and there are no churches that way.
:scared
I saw a lizard like goblin. It smiled at me. So I started throwing stuff at it. It kept smiling and didnt go away. Went back to sleep and next morning it was gone. I also saw the ghost of a bride one time floating through the air. Now all of this might sound like spooky fun but I suffer from schizophrenia which was diagnosed after I started hearing voices and suffered from extreme paranoia. I havent seen or heard anything since I take meds (now about 2 years ) but I try to stay chill and calm about it. I also have very vivid dreams on a pretty regular basis. The worst feeling is when you feel like you are completely losing the grip on reality. Like you cant discern whats real or not anymore. Thankfully im pretty stable these days.
:kitty-cri: I miss Japan. Whole-ass little trucks driving around singing the sweet potato song, roasting them on the back and selling them as snacks. The purple ones that are so good.
When I was a highschool goth my friends were into ghost stuff, I wasn't really into it. They read a story in the local paper about a ghost hunter interacting with a ghost at a small local cemetery, and wanted to go check it out.
We all went over around 11pm. The sky was very clear so it was quite bright, with the moon casting shadows. It was bright enough to read headstones. We went to the tree described in the article and did your standard shitty teens thing, mocking the name described in the article, made some jokes, then just started wandering deeper into the cemetery finding older and older epitaphs.
We got to the furthest corner from the gate, then worked our way back towards the front. We all heard the chain link fence start clinking, like it was being pulled back and banged against the fenceposts. The fence that the noise came from was completely visible for the full length, with a recently cut field on the other side. There was no place to hide if someone were trying to shake the chain link. The clinking came in three hits, with a long pause afterwards.
We all looked at one another and didn't say anything, then the fence clinked three more times. I think this is when we all started hauling ass towards the gate, but it might have taken a third set of three clinks. Each set of clinks sounded like it got closer to the gate, by like fifteen to twenty feet each time. We all ran as fast as we could, I ate shit and I'm pretty sure a few others did as well in the scramble. We got into the two cars we all came in and tore ass back to the house we all started from, nobody went to their own homes that night and we all stayed up. Weirdest spooky shit that I ever experienced.
Wind, probably. Wind makes some seriously spooky noises on the chain link fence at my workplace. Also something around here, I'm not sure what, sounds a lot like a cat yowling when the wind picks up hard enough.
The wind was still that night, for what it's worth. The cemetery was at the end of a road right next to a house, and I kind of think the occupants of the house might have set up some kind of prank thing.
I've also never gone back, and this happened like 20-22 years ago. My memory is probably completely unreliable.
Years ago I was driving in a rural area, going 60 in a 45 coming up to a red light. I'm just going to blow the light, the roads were empty. I hear a distinct voice from the empty passenger seat say "stop". I break hard, and of course a car flys through the intersection. It was probably an audible hallucination.
Sometimes I get auditory hallucinations while sleeping. I hear loud whispers, bells, trumpets, car horns, all that. Sometimes just straight up jazz music.
Sometimes I get hit in the face by a ball or hit by a train when I'm right on the cusp of falling asleep, launching me back into being fully awake.
I got those 2. Not in my sleep though . I used to hear voices late at night.
Sorry that was the jazz playing skeletons https://youtu.be/dnmlN3TFmjA
If I smoke enough weed my brain will turn white noise into voices or music. It sounds like a very quiet AM radio
I once saw a very strange ball of light moving over a field. If I saw it today, I'd guess it was a drone without a second thought, but this was in the 90's. I remember my brain churning through explanations for what I was seeing - fairies, will-o-wisps, aliens... couldn't land on anything concrete besides "hallucinations." The way the ball of light was moving was so ... unaffected by the wind, not like a balloon or bubble or something caught in the breeze, more like the tip of a pen bobbing around, controlled by something.
Looking back, I think I might have seen ball lightning.
Or, again, hallucinating.
Yeah I've seen will-o-wisps or what looked like a will-o-wisp in a rural field. They call them witches over here!
me, walking down the street with my boombox, rocking out to church bells: :cat-vibing:
you: :scared:
"Hell yeah that shit my jam"
BONG.....BONG......BONG.......BONG....
Yeah dude I was walking at night and suddenly I heard like some loud ominous droning sound, for lack of a better comparison, it kinda sounded like the dark souls gramophone at the dukes archives. First I thought it was a guy just watching a movie super loudly in some apartment, but it kept looping. I started thinking it was maybe a drone music concert, and I tried searching for like a music venue around because if someone was performing drone music, I wanted in, but at street level, all I managed to find was a bunch of closed restaurants. I sort of managed to locate the source of sound, which indeed looked like a rooftop with some sort of stage, but likely it wasn't publically accessible. I recorded the sound, maybe I'll upload it or something.
edit: I uploaded it to streamable lol at the 0:23 mark there's a loud whistle, that's the sweet potato man (camote man in mexico) and you should disregard it but it's loud so careful if you have headphones or something.
it kinda sounded like the dark souls gramophone at the dukes archives.
omg that would be so creepy if it happened to me IRL.
I recorded the sound, maybe I’ll upload it or something.
you should!
I've seen a UAP when I was younger, twice, the first a football shaped brown object that flew through the sky while I was hiking in the woods behind my house. The second looked like a small person in the sky, my memory is awfully hazy on that one but I remember telling my aunt that it looked like baby jesus. Maybe I just had a really vivid dream and I thought it was real, I don't know. Last year I saw something in the sky at the rehab I was at, very rural location in the mountains near my home, might have been a shooting star but it was stationary, at first I thought it was a star, then it bolted away. :shrug-outta-hecks: weird shit in the skies.
My mom saw a small UAP rise up out of someone's yard and fly away when she was a kid, the other kids playing with her saw it too. She also said when she was younger she saw a ghost of a small man in her room. That one spooked her quite a bit.
Most likely answer, they must be cooked and eaten for his soul to finally rest
I have a kinda spooky one, (probably unsurprisingly). My first year out of college, I worked as a groundskeeper in the ruin of a supposedly haunted civil war era girl's boarding school. The county parks department owned the place, and since I've always been pretty outdoorsy they were kind of my backup in case I couldn't get anything in my field after graduating. My boss was this incredibly superstitious guy who must've subsisted almost entirely off of red bull and cigarettes. He and I were the only people on site that day, and the whole place is surrounded by a wrought iron fence so sneaking in is really hard.
So we had to get some shit out of the storage room (which was always at 100% humidity even if it was dry outside, although that part I figured was less anything supernatural and more incredibly shitty building design). And I swear to God both of us heard someone scream, like almost yelling "HEY" as if trying to catch someone's attention. Sounded like it was right outside the building. So of course, we both ran outside, and there was no one there. Front gate was still padlocked shut, with the lock on the inside. No one for half a mile in any direction.
All I've got as far as an explanation was that maybe the place being on a hilltop does weird shit with acoustics from the town below? But I worked there for 9 months or so and only ever heard anything like it the one time, so idk.
As a kid I had an experience I now think was sleep paralysis, I was at my grandparents house sleeping on a mattress on the floor, and I woke up staring at the roof.
And up on the opposite wall right where the wall and roof meet there was like a line of cherubic figures moving straight from right to left, like if they were on a sort of ribbon being pulled from one end of the wall to the other.
Very odd and surreal experience, I stared for a while then fell asleep.
I also once saw a fairy in the hallway when I forgot to close my bedroom door and woke up in the middle of the night, but that was just a vacuum cleaner.
I think a dude was following me once. Maybe trying to find out where I live or something inane like stare at my ass. Also it wasn't once, this happens a lot. I like not walking by myself to feel safe but I also don't like anyone. I can't confront these people because there is a huge probability they'll deny it or they were coincidentally walking to a place where our paths overlapped. Or they'll kill me. They might do that. I'll walk into a store and wait for them to continue past the store. They might look in the window as they pass by. They probably think I don't know they're doing this. I probably don't know they're doing this most of the time. I might take a detour. Sometimes I hold in my palm tightly my necklace's Shrek pendant because it makes me feel safe.
Not sure if you've seen these or if you'd be comfortable carrying it but they will absolutely fuck someone up. I have a friend with the same problem and it gives her a little peace of mind.