Visit to The other side

Before we begin I must inform you that I still don’t know If this actually happened or if I simply had a very vivid nightmare and is probably more sad then it is scary. Nonetheless I must share this story.

When I was 12 years old I met my soulmate and we were together for 4 amazing years, however ended tragically. She had taken her own life for reasons I will not say, But for a time I had blamed myself and attempted to take my own life… I almost succeeded. I had passed out from blood loss and then I woke up on the other side.

When I woke up I was on a bed and in room with metal walls, with a metal door. I could crying and screams outside the room, after a few minutes a man in a grey tattered robe opened the door. “Evening child. How are you feeling?” he asked in a sort of tranquille tone, “f..fine” I replied hesitantly. “Don’t be scared child you cannot be harmed here, at least not by me.” said the man. It took me a minute to gather my words but I managed to ask where I was. “You are in Purgatory.” he said, then proceeded to explained that I was not dead but very close to it. I was a little petrified from this information and the man had to grab my shoulder. His touch felt warm and comforting, I looked at him and asked why I was there. “You have been brought here to see a truth and have second chance. Follow me and learn a truth of this world, but keep a hold of me if you wish not to be harmed the lost souls that live here.” It took me a few minutes to process everything then I nodded and grabbed his shoulder and followed him out of the room.

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This happened to me 7 months ago…
I was riding my dirt bike after

school behind my house, a big

Field that is owned by the

town. Anyways as I was riding

My dirt bike to the forest line

until I Heard a loud screech. I

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The WHITE VAN

The White Van
Location – Central Pennsylvania
By Nightfall

It was a day like any other in the small town where I grew up. A sleepy little unasuming mountain town that was built during the early railroad days, which it was still famous for. This was a quiet and friendly place where a good majority of the people knew each other by name. It was the early 90’s and most parents, mine included, would allow us to have alot of freedom, especially during the summer to do what kids do.

My friends and I were a very tight nit group and spent alot of time together. We’d spend the day playing sports, hiking the local woods or just walking around the town talking and exploring, with kids coming and going from our group throughout the day. In nice weather it was a normal thing to spend the whole day away from the house without anyone really knowing where we were. Sometimes even arriving home after dark.

I was 12 or so at the time and having this kind of freedom at such a young age made me feel like my parents trusted that I could take care of myself and was smart enough to keep myself out of trouble. My mother had always warned me about stranger danger though and how I needed to be careful around people I didn’t know, because there were as she put it. “Bad, nasty people in this world.” Of course she also taught me to be respectful and polite to everyone I came across but always cautioned me to use my instincts and if something felt wrong to run or find an adult. This advice always stuck with me and I’m glad that it did.

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The camp man

Last year, in 2018 my class and I went to a camp. I was 3 days. The ride there was un eventful. Once we got there there was 2 Houses / Rooms. One Was For My Classes Boy And 1 was for the others. The girls went somewhere else to sleep. I’m just going to dive straight into the point. But first here’s a discription of the cabin. There was a room for your shoes at the front. Then there’s the lounge area. There were books and chairs etc. On the right we had our washroom, and on the left we had the room. At the left corner of the lounge area was 2 bunk beds and a couch. Beside that is a room ONLY FOR ONE OF MY CLASSMATES DAD WHO WAS WATCHING US. I didnt want to sleep on the bed because I was afraid it might break so I slept on the couch. When I was asleep I suddenly woke up for some reason ( Now it the time to let you know is that the front door did NOT have a lock, I don’t know why, ) So back to where I left off. I woke up and behind the pole in front of a walk I saw a man looking at me. He was holding the pole and just starting at me. It was not anyone we knew because it wasn’t their shape. I closed my eyes and opened it and he was GONE. I just fell asleep and that was the last I saw of him. BUT THERE IS MORE TO THE STORY. When I woke up the guys were screaming that they had seen a man come in to the bed are and just went on the floor and lied down. They were shaken. No one belived us. There was a big white board for people to sign their name. And one message just shocked me. It said someone is watching. After my friend from the other class heard this they said something similar happened. Not sure what. But he was scared and told me to come with him to get something. I waited then he told me to run. I ran no questions asked and I saw the window blinds creek. We just ran away.

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A Creepy Experience I Had In Vietnam – Duplicate

I haven’t told my story to many people except for my wife and a few other of my close friends. It happened while I was stationed in the army as a radio operator during the Vietnam war, and I haven’t forgot it to this day. I was a young recruit, freshly drafted out of high school, and didn’t know much about the war. I had no idea what I was getting into or what it all was for, but what I did know was that I had a duty to my fellow servicemen.

We arrived there on a Friday evening and got loaded onto many buses to be taken to our barracks. The air was very humid and the soil was soaking wet due to a storm passing overhead. I vividly remember the drive, and how it stunk like a sewer. My first night was uneventful and quiet, but we all felt the tense atmosphere as our drill sergeants taunted us with stories during basic training. I remember the half moon right over my head, which kept peaking out from over the clouds, and all of us were just sitting around telling jokes. I was more of a technical guy and didn’t have much aptitude for comedy, so I just listened in.

My duty was to manage communications between my unit and all of our other guys so that everyone knew what was going on everywhere else. I carried a box on my back which was the size of radio devices back then, and also a ton more equipment and supplies. I was quickly assigned to a tight knit unit who had just lost their communications operator to a land mine, and I remember the first time we made contact with the enemy. It was the loudest thing I ever heard. We were in a dense part of the jungle and couldn’t see the enemy at all. But we ducked for cover as soon as they began firing at us, and we opened up in their general direction in return. The chaos felt like lasted forever, but we probably ceased fire after a couple of minutes. We advanced forward to close in on the enemy position and secure the area, and it was the first time I ever saw the enemy up close. There they were, three dead Vietcong soldiers laying in a pool of their own blood. I couldn’t believe that I was looking at three human beings that were alive just moments ago. Young guys who maybe had sisters or brothers and parents. They were probably just chilling around moments before we arrived, and here we are moments later looking at their motionless bodies. I must say that I felt justified, because they were the enemy and would’ve been standing over our dead bodies instead.

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The Black and White Children

I have had strange experiences my entire life. I don’t know if they are paranormal, or some kind of Monster/Urban legend; I really don’t know but I’ll leave it up to you to decide.

I was just like any other 8 year old. Running around playing with my friends, being outside was always my favorite after school activity. To describe the lay out I am from a small town in Canada. Like really small, less than three thousand people including a couple of cows. I lived in a very tiny, newly developed subdivision. There was me, a few neighbors, and a field behind the house that seemed to go on forever. Throughout our little town and acres of farms there were abandoned barns. I had seen them all over and they were nothing special to me. They were two stories (the top being where they held feed), all made out of wood that was now rotting and generally they had small bits of a rusty red coloured paint that was mostly chipped away. All of them were abandoned a long time ago. There was one of these barns near my house, in the back field, tucked away in a little grove of trees; it was tucked into a little C shape of trees and had an opening about the size of a car you could get through to it.

I was out in the field playing by myself and running through the tall grass as I often did when I saw the barn. Now I had walked passed this barn hundreds of times with my friends and family…it was different now. It lost all it’s colour. It wasn’t that same brown wooden colour with some red it was black and white. The trees surrounding it, usually vibrant and green, now seemed pale and lifeless. I knew my mom wouldn’t want me playing in the barn as it was falling apart, but this one seemed together. Like it was newly built. (It’s probably good to note this was a time where your children would run around anywhere and parents were just kinda like “hey come inside before dark” and my parents were at work during this time).

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Creeper during a storm

I’ll start by giving a bit of backstory on myself and the situation. I’m a 25 year old female and live with a housemate in Melbourne in Victoria Australia.

This incident is a true story that is only a single incident from a series of incidents that has been occurring since May 2018 but I chose to share the scariest incident that has happened so far as to tell the full story would be a pretty long story.

I was home alone one night in June 2018 as my housemate wasn’t due home until the next morning. Usually being home alone overnight wouldn’t phase me but with recent events receiving handwritten notes in my letterbox addressed to me that started out as just plain obsessed creepy stalker like but started to become more and more sinister combined with the fact a thunderstorm decided to roll in made me extremely anxious being home alone that night even with the dog inside with me.

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Shadow in the lightning

I have always been intimidated by the strength of storms in place like Pennsylvania, New York, Kansas, and Texas. But, in some states, they’re especially nasty. During the 2015 hurricane season, I took a trip to Florida with 3 friends and decided to stay on the shore unless a hurricane was coming. There was a chance of rain, but I didn’t mind. I had no idea this would lead to one of the most terrifying nights of my life.

At 4 PM the day we arrived, I took a look out over the water and saw something that worried me. The horizon had as one of my friends described “angry” clouds. We also had a cold wind blowing around us, and the air was chilly, yet electrified. I said “Looks like we’re gonna get one of those pop-up storms. We better get inside.” We got inside the chalet we had rented and decided to just wait out the storm. Though I was nervous, I didn’t want to appear wimpy, so I acted like it was no big deal. One of my friends had brought a handheld radio, so we listened to the news. After a Severe T-Storm warning for where we were, we heard a report about an escaped convict from a prison somewhere in Orlando. We were in Miami, so I thought we were safe. 2 of my friends didn’t care, but my only female friend was clearly freaking out. Turns out she had a reason to.

At 8 PM, the storm was STILL going on. My friend who droves us to Florida took out his phone and showed me the radar. We were in a line that was moving from East to West. With all the red, orange, and yellow, it was clear that we weren’t getting off easy. As one moved away, another followed it. I happened to look out the window and saw a huge shape. At first I thought it was just shadows in shadows. The next flash of lightning illuminated something that I really wish it hadn’t. In the light I saw a scowling face in a hat and overcoat with a large build, and holding a steak knife. He was tapping on the window with that very same knife. One of my friends dove into the bedroom, then ran out with a pistol. My female friend the other both dived into the bathroom, but my other male friend overshot his jump, and hit his head on the sink, knocking him out. I was terrified, because I’m small, my female friend was freaked, one of my friends was out cold, and the other couldn’t keep his hand steady. I just took out my phone and called 911. I calmly explained what the problem was and when I looked back out the window, the man was gone. My friend put the pistol on the floor, then slapped me on the back while saying “Nice job, bud! You scared him off!” I was relieved and terrified. The next day, I saw someone in the hospital where my friend was being treated for his concussion. When I asked her what the blood-stained shirt was from, she told me some psycho with a steak knife had stabbed her. I later learned that the guy with the steak knife was the escaped convict and he had mental issues. I still wonder, if my friends hadn’t taken cover, if I hadn’t called 911, if my friend hadn’t brought a gun, what would have happened? Now, whenever a storm approaches, I always think about that man, his knife, and the terrifying night in Miami.

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The Simulacrum

(To Darkness) Before reading, know that this is an updated version of a story I submitted back in June of 2018. The reason I have for making another post about this is because of recent events, more insight from my brother, and new theories I have about this entity. Thank you.

(The Story:)

It began a little over a year ago, I believe on December 21st of 2017. I was awoken by my little brother, who I’m going to call Carson for privacy, begging me to come down from my tufon bunk bed and help him because his legs were hurting for reasons that, at the time, we didn’t know. Before I go any further, know that outside my room is a short hallway connected to the garage and my restroom. This hallway connects the the kitchen, which connects to the living room and dining room, and both connect to the long hallway, where the rest of my family lives. Remember this layout, as it will become important later on. Although there was a little bit of light coming from outside, there wasn’t much, giving my room and the house a slightly unsettling atmosphere. I got out of bed to see what Carson’s problem was and help him. He was sitting on my tufon on the bottom bunk, facing my closet. When I got on the ladder, he turned around to see me, and the light drained from his face.

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The Old Man in the Trees

I’ve heard it said that some people simply experience more strange events and occurrences than others. Almost like they’re a magnet to the supernatural. I, unfortunately, happen to be one of these people. So, naturally I have seen enough horrors for this lifetime and many more, I will try and recant them to you when I gather enough courage. But for the time being, I will leave you with this one encounter. One that still causes me to draw the blinds every time a storm rolls in…

I live in a small town in Alabama. It’s not to big and not to small, essentially the perfect size. The town was built along a river to allow steamboats and barges to pass through and deliver goods and such. My property is located along said river. It’s actually situated on the banks of a slough, it’s basically what a small, short off shoot of the main river is called. Having said that, a stones throw from my front yard is the slew and off to the left a bit is the main river. Across from my home and on the other side of the slough, lies the forest. My nearest neighbor is a good 15 minute drive up the dirt road, but a quicker 8 minutes by the water. All this to say, I’m pretty well isolated out here.

I was coming home from a trip out of town around dusk when I heard the first warnings of a storm. Through the radio, the weather man was warning others to cancel their plans and stay safe for the night, the usual stuff. I paid it very little attention and proceeded on home. I pulled onto my property just as the first drops of rain were hitting my windshield. I exited the vehicle and gazed out over the river at the dark grey clouds that were rolling in. I exhaled and walked onto my pier. I enjoy sitting outside under the shelter of my pier as a storm rages on. Don’t ask me why, but it’s some how peaceful to me. The lighting and thunder have never scared me, I simply brush it off. I pulled up a chair and sat down. Then began to fill my wooden pipe with tobacco, tamp it down, and light it.

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