Tag: horror

Doppleganger in my House

This happened to me a little less than a year ago now, but first let me set the stage:

My name is Amber. I am a 29 year old single mother, currently residing in Tennessee. living with me are my now 7 year old son, my elderly disabled mother, and at the time of this occurrence my cousin was sleeping on our couch. Here’s the fun thing about my family: we ALL know that the paranormal is real. My mother was trained as a Shaman, my dad used to do energy work, and my cousin and I are Pagan and were raised, or rather trained, to deal with things that most people refuse to believe exist. Have you seen the show “Supernatural”? Well, one reason we love it in my family is because they tend to get the lore, and the “how to fight this beastie” stuff, pretty close to accurate, and my cousin and I especially love it because it is about as close as mainstream media is likely to ever come to showing how we were raised.

Now, he and I actually didn’t meet until high-school, and didn’t know we were related for a long time. He just became friends with my older brother, and became a part of our family, and THEN we realized we have common blood. small world, right? anyway, we grew up separately, but our families both raised us in much the same way. We each grew up in a relatively stable home, not a massive amount of moving around like the boys on the show, but were taught to study as much lore, on as many creatures and spirits, as we could find. As a result, although we don’t usually drive far to investigate paranormal happenings, when something DOES happen near us, or near our friends, we can usually figure out what it is, if it’s dangerous, and if so how to get it gone, without much trouble.


Wheelchair Lady

A couple months ago my dad used to work in construction in some Los Angeles apartments. This isn’t my story, its my dad’s. My dad might seem like a total badass and tough guy with a tough mind but in reality, my dad gets scared real easily.

One night my dad is done with his work and it’s his job to check and lock all the doors before he goes home.  As my dad finishes locking all the doors, he was recording on his phone. He didn’t know he was recording because the screen was all black as if the phone was in his pocket. It was over 15 minutes of him walking and locking the doors. Until he goes to the elevator. The elevator doors open and you can hear him make a loud gasp. There was a creepy old woman in a wheelchair in the elevator, which is weird because no one was supposed to be in the building at this time. My dad hesitated in getting in. He asks the lady “what floor?”


Cancun Creeper

One week, me and about ten of my friends took a trip down to Cancun for a spring break trip. The weather was very nice down there, but to me, it seemed too peaceful. We had rented a condominium for a night, as we wanted to tour the Southern U.S. and Mexico.

Our next destination was New Orleans and then to Blue Mountain Florida. Back to the story. The night we stayed there will haunt me forever. Our condominium was on the second floor, and as we were watching an NBA game, we heard a loud crash, and loud yelling. We thought there was a fight taking place in the condo directly below us. We just disregarded it, as the final seconds of the game were going on. There was a loud sound as a player from one of the teams hit a shot at the buzzer to win the game.


A Weird Visitor

When I was young I lived with both my grandparents, my mom and my aunt in this one apartment. I hated sleeping in my room so bad. It just had a weird and very bad energy around it. I guess I was around 6 or 7 at the time this started happening, but my family was telling me I was too big to sleep with my mom, so they’d make me sleep in my room.

The door was always left open just a few inches, and the lights on the corridor would be turned on. When I say that I couldn’t sleep, I meant it. The only way I managed to sleep was by passing out of exhaustion, and so that happened often. It was odd, though because it seemed to happen right after a recurring nightmare I’d have, even if I don’t remember sleeping at all.


The Creepy Camping Trip

So my sister and I always go on a camping trip with a really nice family but this years camping trip was the worst.

We had a camping spot with a big field and then a bathroom across from it. The weird thing was that nobody in my campsite was awake when this happened. Me and my friend, we’ll call Jessie in this story, were up late at night. It was just the typical talk about what were gonna do. Jessie wanted to tell scary stories and we did so.


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