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because I want to be even more awake, let's have a real life 2spooky experiences story time. hard mode: a little bit spookier than "one time I was in a cemetery at night and it was dark" stuff. tell us about the things that scared you down to your bones.

i lived in this one apartment when i was age 12-16. i'm not sure what was the cause of it but something extremely negative seemed to attach itself to me during that time. i don't remember the exact time it happened but i started seeing stuff out of the corners of my eyes and having weird delusions that i was seeing things (i wasn't actually hallucinating i just had these really intense fake-memories, or at least i think they were? of seeing humanoid figures walking around and disappearing)

i had the most vivid, intensely terrifying nightmares of my life in that apartment, and all of those nightmares took place inside the apartment and involved a bright blue demon with a weirdly-shaped head, i remember what it looked like pretty clearly. usually the dream would consist of me waking up to an empty apartment, feeling intense dread, trying to escape the apartment and being unable to. i'd get horrific images of my cat being killed by being crushed by the tv being pushed over, my mom dying in similar ways, trying to run outside only to be pulled back in, the demon's hands coming out at me from the walls, jumping up onto my bed and coming at me, and once it even had sex with me. or uh, forced itself on me rather i guess.

the nightmares were a source of stress for me, i dreaded sleeping because of them and lost a lot of sleep which only helped freak me out even more. it came to a point where i was literally too scared to be home alone and i'd try to avoid being home alone, i'd stay out until my mom got home from work and etc. i remember a lot of times i'd call her when she was at work because i'd hear a weird noise or just feel that intense dread out of nowhere and i'd just be crying in fear, trying to talk to someone to be less scared.

however, despite all of this nothing really happened. nothing physical, in reality, at least. that is until one night. i was in a spare bedroom, one that was perpetually cold, and i was on the computer. i had my back to the door of the room. that room's door was set strangely and the carpet was really thick, so you had to push kind of hard to close it all the way.

it was probably 11pm and my mom was asleep. out of nowhere i heard the carpet start to make a scratching noise. thinking i was just imagining it but feeling a sudden intense fear i just ignored it. after a pause i heard the door fully shut. it took me a second to get the courage to get up and investigate, and yeah, it was closed fully shut. i opened the door and looked out to see if maybe my mom had done it. but her bedroom door was still shut. i started crying (i was a big crybaby as you can tell) and went into her room and asked if she'd just closed the door. she woke up out of a dead sleep and was annoyed but really concerned about me. we moved out not very long after that, and my mom actually did a "cleansing" of the apartment bc she talked to some psychic about my problems after ruling out a mental diagnosis.

i don't know if what i experienced was "real" or "paranormal". maybe i was just too stressed from puberty and having a weird experience with it. i can't explain the door at all though, unless you want to subscribe to the poltergeist theory which i don't know if i believe. i've also had people tell me it might've been a weird reverberation from the apartment above mine but we were on the top floor.

sorry this got so long but! it was a terrible time in my life and made me a believer. i haven't experienced anything quite so bad ever since especially since i've worked a lot on meditation and "protecting" myself. idk if that shit is real or not but it makes me feel comfortable and not scared so it must be working.

Pretty sure my house is haunted - well, the land, more specifically, since the house was newly built when we moved in.

I've seen a little girl with dark hair on the stairs, both my mother and I have heard someone going up and down the stairs (during the day, not just at night), and - weirdest of all imo - several times a day for a while something flushed the toilet in my en suite when I was at school and my mother was downstairs.

Then I've been in my room and things have been flung off the top of my dresser. Not just down, as if they'd fallen or been knocked over by the wind or something (although fwiw all the windows were closed), but flung forwards in an arc as if they'd been thrown. I slept downstairs that night.

All of this was several years ago when I was around 14 and it doesn't happen so much now. I think the ghost is still there, she's just settled down now she's used to us, and in any case she's mischievous rather than frightening; things being knocked over in my bedroom is the only thing that genuinely scared me.

(also, fwiw, our cats also stare at doorways and stuff sometimes as if they can see someone, but even I acknowledge that it's probably just because my cats are dumbasses)

where's the anon with the portal to hell in her basement

long story short

on two separate occasions I got massive headrushes in rooms where people have died before being told "yes this is a room where someone very close to me died". the headrushes would immediately cease as soon as I stepped out of the room.

one was for a highschool friend--her mother died in the spare room/office area of the house. the other was for my grandmother in her bedroom. i thought she died in a hospital, then later found out that was not the case.

nothing more spooky than that. no visions of ghosts, no weird sounds. just unexplained acute headrushes. i don't get this at all in hospitals tho. /shrugs

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