What I am about to tell you is something my father told me a few years back. I still feel shivers down my spine when I think of it and the mental imagery that comes with it doesn’t help at all. This happened to my father, maybe or so, in his middle school years. It involves a series of different paranormal events that quickly escalated in scale over the course of a few days.
It all started one night when my dad was alone in my grandparent’s house and was getting himself ready to head out to a local festivity that the town celebrated every September. As he was finishing up in front of the hallway mirror that connected my grandparent’s bedroom to the living room, he saw a figure looking towards him in the bedroom. My father looked at him, clearly seeing a tall figure wearing a top hat and a nice suit. My father was startled, but not afraid. He recognized the figure as his deceased great uncle, whom he had met when he was a small child. He was staring at my father with a concerned look, rubbing his right hand underneath his chin. After a few minutes, he disappeared and my father went straight out of the house. He did not know what had happened, but he was unaware that things were about to get freakier.
Several days later, my father was eating alone at my grandparent’s home when he suddenly heard the family dog barking. He was barking nonstop to my aunt’s room and, after a few minutes, came rushing to where my dad sat. He tried to calm the frightened dog down, who vigorously kept barking. Immediately, in front of my father’s very own eyes, the entire tray of spoons and forks where thrown into the sink in a violent fashion. My father jumped, but kept his cool. He shrugged it off as it were nothing serious or to be narrowly afraid of. My father is not a very easy man to scare, but if there was something that spooked him was what happened next.
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This takes place back in middle school, I just graduated high school and remembering this still gives me chills.
I was 12 or so, and creepypasta was a huge fad back then. All of my friends and I loved the stories and characters. I’d heard stories of some of these being real, like the cryptids or monsters. I didn’t brush these off as fake, I’m a huge believer in paranormal and monsters, so I was scared by these claims.
One of my friends at the time, we’ll call her Sonny, was having a birthday party and I was invited. She invited me, and a few others friends of ours. We went out to a designated camping ground, in a heavily forested part of Washington. I don’t remember the name of the place, but it as quite a ways away from civilization. We had a little cabin to sleep in, and it was close to a lake in the middle of the campsite.
The night we got there we went out to the lake to play by the water, tell stories and celebrate Sonny’s birthday. The sun had gon down and we were watching the stars. I heard splashing on the other side of the lake, and looked up to see if there was someone swimming, or an animal. What I saw made me do a double take.
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I was 13 at the time, it was a rainy cold day in 8th grade. It was lunch time, and being the strange and unsocial kid I was, I decided to go to my English class and eat my lunch there. The teacher never did care so I would spend most of my time there anyways.
As I was eating my teacher she said she had to go pick up a few papers from the printer which was in another room and that she would be right back. I nodded and continued chowing down on my sandwich while scrolling through Instagram.
As I ate, I heard a giggle coming from somewhere. It sounded like a little boy. I shrugged it off and continued scrolling. That’s when the lights started to flicker. I began to think it was just some guy trying to play a prank on me. So I ignored it. That is when the TV in the corner of the room, turned on. “Really?” I muttered and rolled my eyes. The TV was just all static and then turned off. “I guess they must have a remote to do that” I said.
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Hi, my name is Carter, I’m a freshman in high school, and I live in a house that has a huge expanse of forest behind it. I explore these woods behind my house quite often, and I used to make trips through it to get to my ex-girlfriend’s house with ease since I don’t have a car(at the time of this story I was still dating her). Unfortunately, I had an experience that has guaranteed that neither I, nor my ex, will ever set foot in those woods ever again.
This happened over 8th grade summer break.
I left my house around 10:00 to get to hers, it was dark, but I wasn’t worried, I had made the trek many times before, plus, her parents were going on vacation for a week, so I was willing to walk through the forest alone at night if it meant being alone with her for a week.
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This is easily the most terrifying moment in my life, this happened about a year ago. We live in a small apartment complex in North Topeka with my sister, my dad, stepmom, my German Shepherd Sheba, we had a few neighbors,
The metal heads up above us in apartment twelve, Ceno in Apartment four which was one apartment down from us. Then a weird black guy named Harold in apartment three. A few weeks before the incident, is he walked up and said: “Roblo, Roblo! do you got a cigarette, Roblo?” (we laughed when he said that) my dad handed him a cigarette, they both sat down in front of the apartment window.
After about thirty minutes of them both talking about what was going on in our families then the creepiest fucking thing he said sent chills down our spines “Hey Robert is it ok if your daughter can come see me in my apartment?” then my dad told him “fuck no, dude get the fuck away from us you fucking pedophile”.
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So when I was in Middle School we had this weird experience. So this story involves my 2 bestfriends we’ll call Gracie and Penelope. My boyfriend we’ll call Xavier and my Brother we’ll call Jayden. So Gracie and Jayden were in the same homeroom and Penelope, Jayden and I were in the other homeroom across the hall.
Ealier one morning a couple days before the incident when our bus arrived there was this commotion going on. A kid started screaming at a teacher to give his phone back. But those things can’t be used till after school at our school. The kid screamed that he will kill himself or someone else if he doesn’t give it back. The teacher never gave it back.
I started feeling uneasy because that sounded very threatening. But my brother Jayden just said I was being paranoid. And he reassures me that the kid says that stuff all the time. The day went by fine with no complication with the kid.
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I went to a very creepy middle school. Me and my friends walked to cheer practice in the middle school gym. While we were waiting for practice to start my friend jade asked me to go to the bathroom with her. Me and jade walked down the creepy dark hallway to the end where the girl’s bathroom is.
Jade had me stand by her stall.
Then I herd a bloodcurdling scream from a classroom down the hallway. Jade busted out of the stall. Then we saw a tall man with a disturbing smile. In a distorted voice he said don’t worry little girl you will be fun to cut in little chuck and hiding them around the school. Jade and I ran back to the gym. Practice hadn’t started yet. But I looked in the window and I saw him staring at me.
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I am a 18 year old girl and recently read some stories about school and teachers which made me remember this story I’m about to tell you.
Back when I was about 13 years old, I was in middle school and I really needed a math tutor who would give me classes since I was very bad at math. I consider my circle of friends very big so I asked them for any recommendations for math tutors who would give me classes, and about 4 of my friends recommended someone which I will call “C” for this story. I asked them for his number and they gave it to me, I texted him and asked him all about the classes like the time he would be able to come over and the price per class. I agreed and would have my first class with him within a week from the first time I texted him.
He came over just in time and we sat in a desk I have at my house. He was middle-aged which really made me uncomfortable, but there was no going back since I had an important test coming up in some weeks and I didn’t know anything. He gave me classes and everything went normal, C was funny too which made classes pleasant.
I took classes with him and I took my math test which I got a good grade on, I decided to keep studying with him and start geometry too since I was doing bad on that subject too. Classes were fun with C and everything was normal, my friends gave me really good comments about him and I stopped feeling uncomfortable.
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Just a foreword, this whole story takes place within the span of about a year. I’ve used fake names to protect those involved. This is by far the creepiest thing to have ever happened to me, and I’ve had a lot of creepy stuff happen to me.
My friends and I were entering our 7th grade year in middle school (we’re all currently Sophomores in high school). We were what you would call ‘Emo’. At least, we thought we were. We were known as the Emo group of the school, anyways. There was Sasha, my best friend, she and I had been best friends since 2nd grade, and still are. Neither of us had many friends, until one of my friends, Annie, introduced us to a girl that she had went to elementary with who was attending our middle school, and was also ‘Emo’. Her name was Michie, and we all quickly became friends right away. She was in Band class with us, and her and I had world history together, so it was great.
Michie, Sasha, Annie, and I all became best friends, along with two other ‘Emo’ girls we’d met named Emie and Katherine. We sat at lunch together everyday at the same table. A couple of months into the school year and we were all as close as could be. Well, for the most part. I had the feeling that Michie didn’t like me that much, but just kind of brushed it off because she seemed really nice. Anyways, since we were ’emo’, we all were depressed (most of us were just pretending, excluding Michie and I), and self harmed because we thought it was cool.
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The following event happened while I was at summer camp, around thirteen years old. My two friends, let’s call them Paige and Julia, attended this camp with me. This was not a sleep-away summer camp, kids only went during the daytime. You would pick three activities during the day to go to, then after those were done you would meet back at your designated pavilion (as kids were separated into age groups) for lunch.
I got off the bus one morning and met with my friends, who told me about how they had a plan for today. We were going to skip one of our activities and go down a secret path that they had found. I agreed, as I wasn’t much of a rebellious kid, but I felt like finally breaking the rules a little. We chose to skip boating, our second activity, and explore the trail. The day went by normally, up until it came time for us to conduct our little plan.
We had waited until we were sure there were no counselors around, then we ducked into the woods, where we soon found the dirt path Paige and Julia had mentioned before. We had walked no more than about 100 feet and I suddenly got the feeling that we were being watched. I convinced myself that it was just my guilty mind and we continued on walking until we reached some benches. Sitting down for a while, I noticed a figure in the distance. Dismissing it, I turned back over to my friends.
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