Four True Scary Paranormal Experiences ” Attacks While Sleeping & Terrifying Nightmares”

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4 TRUE Craigslist Scary Stories

Another Craigslist Killer?

It’s almost Halloween . . . Read more “4 TRUE Craigslist Scary Stories”

A Ghost Saved my Uncle’s Life

By ErrahM

The story I’m about to tell took place 4 years ago, but it began nearly 10 years before that.

My uncle has been a police officer for nearly 30 years. In that time, he will tell you, he has seen just about everything there is to see. Drug busts, domestic disturbances, car accidents—he even delivered a set of twins once in the parking lot of a Denny’s. Read more “A Ghost Saved my Uncle’s Life”

A Twisted Obsession

By Ph30

This is a story that was in the making for years , but it was realized only last year at what full extent it actually was.

Long time ago in 2007 i was sick and tired of my homestead, and wanted to move. I found new place to move to, and i got help with the luggage etc . On a forum for us hunters and shooters in Norway that now sadly is closed, the forum it was where i got in touch with people that helped me get a new life. Read more “A Twisted Obsession”

The Shadow Man

By Alias

I don’t know how to make this not sound batshit crazy and you’re welcome to believe me or not. I just want to share this. I’ve only ever found one other story by someone with a similar experience. Well, here’s mine. Where do I start? Alright, there’s a figure that acts like a guardian angel in my life. It appears unnerving but is actually calming and kind. It follows me wherever I go.

I call it the shadow man. It has a proper name but I’ll keep that to myself. I see this entity in my dreams. It started when I was little when I’d have reoccurring nightmares about demons coming for me. Which makes little sense since i had no concept as to what a demon was. 3 different kinds. Black masses that would swallow me and taste me. Grey ones that looked like thin or starving people with no noses and just sits for nostrils. They would measure me like they wanted to make sure my soul fit in something. Read more “The Shadow Man”