Okay. Hello, my name is Tyr. Yes my name is a little strange. I live in Sweden. Like in the most northern part of Sweden that does not have a lot of contact with the outside world. We did of course have technology, but it was just very limited. This was in the early nineties during my childhood. I lived in a small community out in the middle of the forest. And i just wanna point out the fact that you could literally walk here for miles without seeing a single house. Our community was one of the only modern places you could find out there.
I had a happy life. I lived with my mother, father and two sisters and a dog called Rufus in a small red house. We were happy. My parents loved each other, my sisters didn’t try to kill me and we had enough money to survive. It was all and all a very happy time of our lives. But one incident would change that. One fucking thing would destroy our worry-less world. I will tell you about that later but now i wanna talk more about our village. There where maybe twenty small houses in our community. The population mostly was of old retired hunters or woodcutters. But there were some families with children to. There was Andreas, Mia, Erik, Anders and Ingmar. Read more “Fullmoon Sleepover”
It was Saturday night when it all happened. Let’s call my friend David. I was 10 years old at that time, I always wanted to sleep at my friend’s house, but my parents usually said no, because I wasn’t old enough for sleepovers. I had enough of theirs “No!” so I decided to call David and I told him that I will be at his place at 8 o’clock.
He asked me did I asked my parents, I didn’t say anything for a moment. I actually thought about it, my parents usually came home from work at 10 o’clock, the time when I was asleep, and they never bother me while I was sleeping because it was too late anyway. I told him that I did ask my parents and they said that I can come. We talked for a bit while after that, but nothing important. It was 7 o’clock, at that time, my mom would always call me to check am I ok, have I eaten etc. So I waited for the phone to ring so I can say that I’m home and that I’ll be ok. Read more “Sleepover Nightmare”
I’m a long time lurker of the Subreddit, and have been reading story’s and liked what I have read. I have many creepy things happen to me and have posted before. before this story I never believed in the paranormal but this experience still baffles me and makes me relies that where not the only things in this world that can cause others to feel pain or fear.
This takes place on a nice November night in 2015 we where home alone, my house is your average 2 story house, with me and Jeff’s bed rooms on the 2nd floor my house is also not haunted, so that creeps me out even more I’m Mia and was 12 when this occurred. I have Long Peroxide Blond hair that goes down past my shoulders to my chest, blue eyes and on this night I was wearing a tank-top and short-shorts. I was home alone with my big brother Jeff, who looks like a rugby player but he takes medicine because of HDHD and can get aggressive if he forgets to take it, he was 13 at the time. I had 2 of my friends sleeping over i will call them Jocey who’s 12 and Gwen who’s also 12. Read more “They Live Among Us”
Let me just start off by saying that everything in this story is one hundred percent true.
During my freshmen year of college I would often go see my girlfriend, who attended college about fifty minutes away from mine. The road I would travel down was a country road with little lights and barely any other cars would pass by me. During one visit I left very late from my girlfriend’s school due to my own lazy behavior. Read more “Werewolf on the Country Road”
By purple guy 75417
So this story tales place when I was 17 and home alone for a few days.. I was hanging out with an old friend on mine and he was getting drunk and I had to drive home so I wasn’t drinking. I was headed down a dirt road as the sun was going down. I had seen a light emerging from the woods and i got curious.
As i stopped the car i rolled down my window to see a small fire burning in the woods. I seen small shadows dancing around, curiously i thought they were just kids messing with fire and doing a rain dance or something weird. I yelled at them and all i had seen starring back at me were white eyes. Now i suppose this is the point where i say they were wearing green or small hats but no. They had green skin and as they approached the vehicle i rolled the windows up and heard laughter surrounding me but, it also sounded like little metallic banging. Read more “Leprechaun”
This was at a sleepover camp I was at a couple of months ago. I had a few friends with me at the time. For privacy reasons, I will call them Christian, Frank and Dave.
We did the extreme version of camp. Basically we slept in the woods in hammocks, tied to little posts in the hut we were sleeping in. It was the third night at the camp and I was about to fall asleep when suddenly, a bright light glared into the hut. Since the hut didn’t have high walls, I could see it perfectly. It was common for campers to have to go to the bathroom, but the thing was, the light shining in our cabin for 20 minutes straight. Since everybody else was asleep, I was the only one who noticed it. I went to sleep somehow and asked Dave about it in the morning, I guess since they were sleeping they couldn’t have seen it. Read more “Sleepover Camp Encounter”
By TN Squatcher
Since the night of this “encounter”, the burden that it carries on me is too overloading, so I figured who better to share it with than this channel.
On to the story. January 6, 2016, very recent. Me and five of my best friends were planning to go camping in my woods. I live in Tennessee, so as you can imagine, the woods are dense, even in the middle if winter. We had all of our items and gear packed and ready to go. So on that note, we set out for what we planned to just be hunting, camping, and making a bonfire. Read more “The Nighttime Noise”
At the time I was about 8 or 9 years old, me and my mom took a trip to go see my family in Wynne, Arkansas. We stayed and chatted with family for a while ,but I started to get really bored and about 5 minutes later my uncle asked me if I wanted to go hunting with him and my cousin Cody. I said yes, so we packed the guns and headed out. But on the way there I got a bad feeling like something was going to happen but I ruled it out as just being paranoid or nervous.
We got there about 25 minutes later and started to set up. We went about 5 miles into thick wood of the mercer bayou setting up snares for deer or wild hogs. We went a couple miles further into the woods. Later on we set up a platform on a tree about 10 feet off the ground so we sat , ate lunch, and talked for a while ,but after 3 hours of nothing my uncle and cousin decided to go back and check the traps. Read more “Creature in the Bayou”
By Riley C.
Back in 2000, I walked home from work b/c it was only a 15 minute walk home tops & my husband at the time was with our three daughters (one car, different work schedules. So whoever was watching the girls, kept the car in case they needed to go somewhere). There was a creepy path I normally walked to work & back on. It took me across a high grass field, then bent on to a path that only Tim Burton could have created but it was short, just keep your head down & walk fast.
It led you to the cemetery back fence, but the town gave access to a foot path to get to store where I worked. About 6 months into this job, there was a creepy drunk guy that would like to sit & watch people walk on the ‘Tim Burton’ path. It bothered me so much that I decided I did not want to be the victim of a possible attack so a co-worker told me to walk the main road, that led to a restaurant & Inn parking lot. In back of there was a very steep bank of 60 feet or so that you would have to maneuver down carefully, walk across another 50 feet of someone’s land, thru some trees & I’d be home. Those where my only two options, as I was the closer of my department & it was too late to wake the girls for my husband to get them in the car to come get me. Read more “Scariest Walk Home”
By J. H. Cain
This happened a couple of years ago, when I was 16. Me and two friends (for the sake of privacy there names will be changed) Alan and Phil, were walking home from a house party. It was around one in the morning and the party was located at the end of a long stretch of desolate dirt road. None of us had put any thought to how we were going to get home, Alan’s mum was staying at her brothers as he was ill and Phil’s parents were on holiday. My parents would have been fast asleep and (me being the reckless teenager I was) I had sneaked out of the house to go to this party. The walk home would take around an hour and a half but none of us had the foresight to leave the party early. The dirt road was unlit so all we could make out were silhouettes of trees and bushes.
The waning moon provided some light as we walked but kept disappearing behind the clouds in the sky. We talked and laughed at the situation we were in as we walked down the road being careful to stay away from patches of mud. Suddenly Alan stopped and just stood there staring into the fields “Guys did you see that?” He asked us. Read more “Night Time Encounter”