The Dark Place By Shadowwulf113

The Dark Place By Shadowwulf113

The Dark Place

By Shadowwulf113

When I was very young, my grandmother told me a story of when she was young. She said that she had played with a ouija board and that strange things began to happen to her. I have often wondered if in some manner she had submitted me to a lifetime worth of encounters. This is the time that I had been subject to something otherworldy.

I was 11, living in the suburbs of small town Osceola- a trailer park. My mother was a housewife, my father a truck driver. More often than not I would spend the majority of my day with my grandmother, she was sixty-two at the time and did not exactly get along with the rest of the family. She sometimes acted odd, doing things that did not make sense. However, I had become accustomed to these weird things she did and didn’t think anything of it until this particular time I am about to tell you.

One day returning from school, I keep feeling a strange sensation– almost like an electrical buzzing around my body. And I hadn’t even gotten into my home yet, but when I did my grandmother was sitting at our kitchen counter. She was smoking a cigarette, drinking a Pepsi. Only something seemed different. I couldn’t put my finger on it but something wasn’t right. Having come home, I sat down my backpack and began watching television in my favorite chair. I Love Lucy was on, a show loved throughout the house. As I was watching I seen a black smear in the corner of my eye, drawing my attention towards the kitchen. Of course I looked; my grandmother was still sitting in the kitchen smoking. Didn’t think anything of it. I felt thirsty and began to get up to get something to drink. Out of no where my grandmother got angry, she had a look to her face that I hadn’t seen before. She told me I was in trouble for something I did not do, then pushed me into my bedroom. It was colder than the rest of the house, which wasn’t surprising because I was never in my room and kept the light off as a result.

I tried to argue with my grandmother that I did nothing and did not deserve the punishment, however she did not care and rushed me into my room anyways. I thought it was some sort of prank or a surprise of some sort. It was not. I sat in my room for about an hour, seeing the sun set outside my window. Being a child, I was afraid to leave the room for any repercussions that may be waiting, also avoiding telling my parents because I had tried that path before as well. Anyways, it was getting late; was very boring. Decided I would take a nap to let the time pass so I could get the day over with. I turned off the lights, then things changed for the worse.

Not long after there was the strange buzzing sensation again. I was asleep but awoke having felt it. Upon opening my eyes it was apparently night. I got up, reached for my window shades only they weren’t there; reached to turn on the lights, the switch was gone. This had to be some prank I thought. Ran around my bedroom only to notice there was a strange block that I didn’t remember being there beforehand. Frightened at was was occurring I began to yell, hoping for some response outside the room. Nothing.

Like any child, I jumped into my bed and covered my head with my bedsheets. I felt a long cold breath behind me; scared I turned to see a shadow, only it was darker than the room itself– I have no clue as to how that works. I screamed at the top of my lungs as I felt whatever reach out towards me. I could hear it making some very light whisper-hiss, like air rushing through a small crack. I freaked out, began running around my room trying to find a way out. It said my name, I heard it clearly; a gargled voice beneath the air itself. Whilst running, I fell over and hit something– it was whatever was in the floor, the block. When I opened my eyes from the midfall. Everything was okay. It was as if it never happened. Stormed out of my room, screaming and crying. Told my parent what happened immediately, they did not believe me. My grandmother swore she didn’t push me into the bedroom or blame me for doing anything. My dad looked at me strangely, a bit angry.

Till this day, I still have no answers; only more questions.



He’s A Believer Now By WontTellYouMyName

He’s A Believer Now  By WontTellYouMyName

He’s A Believer Now

By WontTellYouMyName

This is something that cemented my belief in the supernatural. Bare with me because this might be a bit long but I guess it’s worth it.

It was around the second week of August 2017, only a couple weeks before my birthday and since my partner wasn’t going to be in the country on my actual birthday, we decided to celebrate prematurely and take a little trip. We finalized on Jodhpur, since neither of us has really been there but the culture and heritage intrigued us and honestly, all we wanted was to kick back and just spend some quality time with each other.

We booked a room in this absolutely beautiful palace turned hotel for two nights and three days. Now to give you a little background, my partner doesn’t believe in the paranormal. He takes things at face value. And demons and spirits are nothing more than fictional beings to him. He hates watching horror movies and doesn’t like it when I talk about anything even remotely related to the supernatural. Me on the other hand am a complete believer and I’ve had certain experiences here and there, and my little guardian angel that lives with me back home. (Read my previous story for more about that)

Anyway, we arrive at this palace and it was honestly one of the most beautiful properties I’ve ever laid eyes on. It was this stunning three storeyed palace with rooms running along the length of 4 hallways (square shaped) and in the middle was a courtyard with this hauntingly beautiful fountain. Being an architecture buff, I was completely blown away with this palace and while my boyfriend was getting us checked in at the reception, I wandered by myself, exploring the ground floor, roaming along the fountain and the huge carved arched doorways and mosaic tile art hanging behind the reception desk. This place was beautiful.

A Bellboy leads us to our room and we take a shower and settle in bed for a night of watching some tv and getting some rest, as we were too tired from the flight and the long drive from the airport, to go exploring. About a couple hours in, my boyfriend has passed out and I just couldn’t sleep so I made the decision to go down and maybe walk around the property and check it out. Maybe get some history. In hindsight, I should’ve just stayed in the damn room and gone to bed.

Anyway, I get out of my room around 9:15pm and head straight down to the reception, now keep in mind this wasn’t peak season so understandably the hotel wasn’t bustling with activity. Only a couple of rooms were booked I guess and so I couldn’t find anyone at the reception, I decided to go out and check out the garden area and smoke a cigarette, the watchman asked me to stay inside the premises of the property as the palace was an isolated construction and there wasn’t anything around a 5km radius. I went out to the garden area that overlooked the palace and sat myself down on this bench and lit a cigarette and fidgeting with my phone when through the corner of my eye I catch this silhouette run past me. I turned to look…nothing. I figured it was just my imagination going wild but boy was I wrong. A couple minutes later I saw this dark silhouette standing in front of me. It was about 6-7 meters away and quite noticeably masculine shaped. About 5’8″-5’9″.

I, being the grade A, scaredy cat that I am, decided to make a run for it. I actually thought I could outrun the damn shadow thing you guys. I made a dash for the reception and thankfully found staff standing behind the desk, I looked behind me to see if the thing had followed me inside the palace but I couldn’t see anything. I was panting and confused and terrified. I ran straight up to my room and woke my partner up and narrated the whole thing to him. He looked me dead in the eyes and asked me to stop messing around with him. He didn’t believe me. I tried to subdue any thoughts I had about this shadow thing and tried to force myself to sleep.

Around 2:30am I woke up to my boyfriend violently shaking me. He seemed terrified and told me he saw a shadow figure in our room when he got up to use the bathroom. He turned around to wake me up and when he looked back at it, it was gone. He was visibly disturbed and we somehow managed to stay up the entire night, thank you Netflix. We packed up our bags first thing in the morning and got the hell out of that hotel that morning.

I’m not sure who I saw. I’m not sure who my partner saw. I’m not even sure we both saw the same thing, but what I’m sure of is, now he’s a believer and I need to stay the hell in my damn room and not go wandering around unknown places in the middle of the night.

Adam’s Shadow By nofxroxx

Adam’s Shadow By nofxroxx

Adam’s Shadow

By nofxroxx

Here’s a little back story:

I had a very good friend by the name of Adam for many, many years. We had probably been friends since elementary school up until he passed away in 2007. I am 29 now (2018)…

First of all, Adam always said that he would die in a car accident at 19 years old. Well, guess what? He did just as he predicted. Adam’s brother and I remained friends up until a few years ago.

After Adam passed away is when weird stuff started happening. About a week after it happened, I was at Walmart with my friend. I got a call from his cell phone. Shocked, I did not answer. Shortly after the call stopped, I got a voicemail from “him”. I listened to it and it was very low-toned male voice that sounded very grumbly. I could barely make out the words… The only words I could make out were “love you b—-” (We used to call each other b—-). My friend listened to the voicemail and was also in shock.

Years later, maybe 2011…Adam’s brother and I were at his house. We decided to take a ride on the golf cart and we just sat in the back yard bullshiatting. It was very dark but there was some light provided by the inside of the house. There was a large trailer sitting to the left of the house. We were sitting diagonally on the cart. The house was to the right, and the trailer was to the left. I could see both the house and trailer in my peripherals.

I decided, for whatever reason, to look to my left and I saw a solid black, human-like figure “run” out from behind the trailer and disappear. I’m not sure where it disappeared to honestly, either I don’t remember, or I didn’t follow the figure to it’s ending point.

There were other people at the house but they had no clue what I was talking about. Of course, his brother (whom was on the golf cart with me) didn’t see anything… I always thought that was him…


Hey guys

Hey guys sorry for not posting in a while. I have been very busy with my personal life and the holidays as well.

I am gonna be moving to a new apartment in a few months which is why I have been so busy. I am gonna also be doing some major studies into the paranormal and such in order to bring you all the latest news from the research I have learned.

In the next few hours i will be setting up some post to last for at 5 months with enough posts to weekly on Saturdays and Sundays as well as me doing regular updates about the move and other paranormal research/activities.

Hope to hear from you all soon. Many blessings and may god bless you too.

Peace out.

Honor Hawk River

Golden Gate Bridge Ghost By EmmalineTexas

Golden Gate Bridge Ghost By EmmalineTexas

Golden Gate Bridge Ghost

This encounter happened about 1982. That’s quite a while ago, but it’s stuck in my memory as one of the first encounters I’ve had with a spirit. Luckily, they seem to appear as normal people to me, so at the time I’m not especially frightened. The place was under the north pier of the Golden Gate Bridge. There’s a parking lot and an incline that leads down under the north tower. It’s surrounded by granite blocks that are huge. Probably 10 feet wide and 8 feet tall. They were cut as supports for the bridge as it was being built and were never removed. When you’re in your early 20’s it’s a romantic place to walk. There’s a very small lighthouse, called the Fort Point Light, that was decommissioned when the bridge was built and you can sit there and watch the fog roll down over the city and hear the foghorn blast from under the south tower,

I was dating a man who lived in San Francisco and we were young and broke so we went to Ghirardelli Chocolates and then went for a walk under the north tower to spend a little time alone enjoy the sunset. It was almost sunset as we parked and walked down to the lighthouse. We sat on the little jetty next to it and talked until it was fully dark; probably about 8:30 because it was either September or October.

I don’t know if you’ve been to San Francisco, but it gets very windy and cold as the sun goes down and we had only light jackets on. We decided to go back up to the car and head to a little coffee shop on 18th Ave to warm up. As we got closer to the granite blocks I noticed a man in a red flannel shirt and what looked like wool pants and work boots on sitting on top of a block smoking a pipe. What sticks in my mind is the glow from his pipe and the smell of tobacco that carried on the breeze.

I nodded to him and said hello (we were walking within about 5 feet of where he was sitting) and he said “Hello, fine evening isn’t it?” I asked him if he needed a ride anywhere because the parking lot was empty except for our car and he answered very politely that he was waiting for his wife and daughter but thank you. I asked if they were driving to meet him and he laughed and said no, he’d been there for quite a while but he would see them walk up. Odd.

At about this time, it registered on me that my date was jiggling. Literally, he was hopping from one foot to another like he was in a windstorm and he was tugging frantically on my jacket sleeve. He grabbed my elbow and pushed me in front of him up to the parking lot and shoved me into the car. I was pretty irritated and couldn’t figure out what his freaking problem was. It was bad enough that he hadn’t said a word to the nice man but he hadn’t even let me say good bye as we left.

I turned to yell at him as he backed out and peeled out of the parking lot as fast as he could but I was stopped by how pale he was. He looked as if he were about to cry! He didn’t say a word until we got off the bridge and then started yelling “Who were you talking to?”. It turns out he didn’t see the man. He didn’t hear him either. He only smelled pipe smoke and saw me talking to a granite block. He said he felt freezing air and was afraid that if we didn’t leave something horrible was going to happen. He was afraid we’d disappear were his exact words.

Well, I was a little freaked out and started doing a some research on who this man might be. The Golden Gate Bridge was completed in 1938 and several workers were killed while building it. My guess is that he was one of the men who died during the construction and his spirit was tied to the place. As for waiting for his wife and daughter? Maybe they still lived in San Francisco and he was waiting for them to pass and he would cross over at the same time. It doesn’t sound like a bad place to wait. I never saw my date again after that night, but who can blame him? I was talking to a spirit. That would be enough for anyone to decide to find a girlfriend who didn’t talk to people who weren’t there. I’ve had a lot of encounters since then but I’m grateful that he was sweet and polite. It taught me to stop and remember that mostly they’re just people and not purposefully trying to frighten you.

Scary Hummmm Noises By Ayaz

Scary Hummmm Noises By Ayaz

Scary Hummmm Noises

By Ayaz

I am very realistic, not superstitious, very logical person. Some spooky events happens in my life what I tell you. But I still wonder about them. In real life, thousands of people faced some kind of Supernatural spooky incidents in their life at least once. But most of them also never could understand them. When I was 17, I was getting training in govt. Driven ITI (industrial training institute) at afternoon. In morning time to noon I attend my college first year. ITI training was running from 2-30 to 9-00 o’ clock. ITI centre was located far 12 km from my house, and I was used local train for daily up down. I was getting last train to home at 9-20 o clock at night. The railway station was very near of ITI.

Once in summer day (March) my all co trainee guys returned to their homes by 7-00 o clock local train. Only I and the training teacher was in the class. I had some work to do with some machines there. I was doing my job on machine and my teacher was set on his old type chair. Suddenly electricity power supply cut off. Every where very dark black happens and my machines shut down.

My teacher said to me that he had some candles in main office cupboard. I had torch I start it but unfortunately it was not lighting that day. I am very frustrated because of very dark night and summer heat. I sat nearby machine and waiting for electricity power came. After some minutes my teacher return with candles and he made them light up. We both got some relief. I go to my teacher and sat on chair opposite side to them. He took out some snack wafers from his bag and started to eat. I don’t take any wafers then.

Suddenly from the beside change room, I heard very very spooky noise,’ HMMMmmmm’. Like some one is dyeing. I saw my teacher was also shocked and looking towards change room. We both really scared. That Hmmmm sound timely repeated more and more loudly. I and teacher very scared and screamed. But we both can not run away from there because there were very very dark everywhere due to electric power cut. The main gate in about 100 meter away from us. It was dangerous in that dark. Because ITI surrounding area was full of slums and full of thieves and looters.

That spooky HMMMmmmm sound continuously until next 15 minutes. Our bodies are frozen due to fear. We were sat there like two statues due to fear of that spooky HMMMmmmm sounds. Surely we both thought that we must die in next some minutes. That sound was clearly very loud Hmmm Hmmm Hmmmm as some of dyeing and try to get rid of last time suffering.

Suddenly light came after 15 minutes. Lights, fans, machines started workIng and we both got some life in our mind and body. Both we than go to change room, and light on, saw nothing nowhere exist there except some big old cupbard there.

We return and shut down all machines. We took our kits and come out of ITI bilding and shut main electricity switch.

Than we both were walking on main road. We reached the station. We sat on bench and drink water. Than I started to talk about the Hmmmm spooky sound. I asked teacher if he know something about that. He silent for some minutes. Than he remember something and said slowly. ‘before three years, in that change room, one student suddenly screamed and fell down and died. After that event some spooky noise started from that change room. So many people listen to that noise.’

After that day I never like to stay work at night time in that ITI. I than always tried to finish my work before evening. Still I can not forgot that spooky noise coming event.

The Knocks From Another Dimension By smigo95

The Knocks From Another Dimension By smigo95

The Knocks From Another Dimension

This story begins with me and my old friend having a few beers in my mancave, being bored we decided that we should do something thrilling since this was the first time we were chilling out after he had moved out of our town. (I will not use his real name.)

It was getting dark and we went to see the abandoned house not far from my house, to get there we had to go through the forest behind my house.

The house was not abounded for a long time since the previous owner went to a nursing home because he got blind and just couldn’t care for himself and his son died in a car accident a few years ago, the house is completely surrounded by forest and is just looks like a house out of a horror movie that’s why we decided to have a look at it.

The guy who lived there was a creep since he rejected and hated every one in our town. He threatened me with a gun once when I was collecting mushrooms near his house well, and his son wasn’t better at all he too attacked me once in a bar cause I was sitting on his favourite seat…

Enough of the backstory let’s go back to the actual event that once again proved me that we leave something behind when we pass away.

So we went through the forest and there the house was we went straight to it since we knew nobody was there.

As we got closer he saw someone looking through the window and I said that I didn’t see nothing so we continued our walk to the house as we got to the house and I heard someone walking inside the house so we continued our adventure a little bit more careful. I was looking inside all of the windows on the house and saw nothing but empty rooms so we went to the front door which had a window on it and you were able to see the whole hallway and all the doors were closed and nobody was there so I put my ear on the window to be able to hear what’s going on inside and I was listening for a while my friend standing a few meters behind me telling me to get back to my house cause $h!t getting weird

That’s when it happened something knocked the door three times from the inside! I instantly looked back in and nothing there and then the broom leaning on the wall fell on the floor that was when I decided that this is enough and told him to go back home.

As we were going back home I once looked back that’s when I too saw somebody looking through the window. But I just couldn’t make out who it was just a black thing with human shape. I mean I could see the head and body but no face,jacket,shirts nothing but just a black thing…

When we came back at my man cave my hands were still shaking and my friends face was pale as he would pass out any second and I still remember him saying “well, Smigo that was some creepy $h!t give me a beer.”So I opened myself one too and just forget what just happened.

And that’s where our adventure of the creepy house ends.