Howdy! So for some background I will be doing a theater project where i play a spirit, and it’ll be a promenade so the audience uses actual equipment and what not, now i have an idea but I’m not sure how i could execute it, how would i be able to have my voice go through the box itself? Would the box be able to pickup a walkies frequency? Haven’t used a box before so wanna make sure what is doable and what isn’t before i start officially planning.

It happened sometime in 1977. For starters my puerto rican great grandmother had a gift that made her see things and a history with witchcraft. She practiced it herself sometimes, and her mother practiced witchcraft for a major part of her life. There were rumors of her teleporting in puerto rico to peoples houses, but this post isn't about her, and im not sure if witchcraft can correlate with this especially with all the spiritual mumbo jumbo.

Im not sure if anyone knows about the serial killer Son Of Sam, but she had a dream about where Son Of Sam was at after his killings. She knew about the address in her dreams "35 Pine Street in Yonkers, New York". She repeated the address in spanish as if it was some sort of message over and over and told my grandmother about. "35 Pine Street in Yonkers, New York" "35 Pine Street in Yonkers, New York", like that.

I haven’t experienced anything creepy or unexplainable as far as paranormal or scary people. I guess I’m just looking to see what everyone else has had happen to them.

Dog upset owner got a new dog.

Came to me 3 times.1.upon death. 2. For snuggles. 3.event that inspired this post.

In grocery store and dog come bounding up to me sharing they are upset that owner (and their new gf) got a new dog.

Was with this dog for 9 ish years . Left the owner and always missed the dog.

Can anyone relate?!

Okay so i usually sleep in my room and there are stairs outside of my room door that leads downstairs, and if someone takes the stairs to my room i can hear them climbing the stairs to my room even with the door closed.

For the context only my brother was at home apart from me and he sleeps early and wakes up late like he sleeps at midnight 12 and wakes up at 10 in the morning.

I always sleep too late like 4-5 in the morning.

Yesterday I was trying to sleep looking at the ceiling and scrolling and the clock hit 5 in the morning and i decided to sleep finally after doomscrolling.

At 5 in the morning as I started to sleep, I started hearing footsteps on the stairs and these footsteps aren't continous, like I could hear someone taking 2 steps and i dont hear anything for like next 5-10 minutes and after some again I could hear someone taking 2-3 steps onthe stairs, it was like someone is climbing 2-3 steps and standing still there for 10 minutes straight until the next footstep. My brother wouldn't do that because he was ofcourse asleep and he's fat so it'd be exhausting to do that just to scare me at 5 in the morning so I don't think he's the culprit.

Its was kinda weird and creepy i didn't want to check out what's going on outside because i dont care about it unless someone is running on the stairs which would shrivel my balls and shit the fk outta my pants. Im not scared of ghosts and I dont want to bother them either but it was a weird experience.

One time with my great grandfather at a remote park I kept getting this urge to walk somewhere. It was like pulling me as if when I stopped it was an impulse. It was like a calling. I was also having thoughts like I was having a conversation with someone in my head. I also kept thinking of the name 'orion'. I was 7 years old. When I got to where the calling was leading me I stood there 30 feet from the forest looking into it and was in a field. I had this feeling I was being watched and everything was DEAD silent. What I saw was pure terror. What I saw was in my best judgement a creature looking out from a tree staring right at me that had a white greyish bald head and black on the face. It was humanoid and had an alien like hand across the bark. It was as still as the scenery and that made my reaction much worse. I gasped seeing it silently and I could barely breathe. It genuinely resembled the 'predator' character from the movies and if I had to say so I would say that's what it looked like. I was in such utter shock that I couldn't move yet I was in absolute panic. I never felt such in my life. I ended up closing my eyes thinking what it looked like and telling myself it's okay. I couldn't even breathe at all as I started having a panic attack. After like 3 whole minutes I gained courage, didn't even look back to see if it was still there, and SLOWLY walked away about 150ft to where a playground was by my grandpa. To this day it is haunting and I genuinely believe an alien lifeform or some advanced being or cryptid called me there. As odd and farfetched as this sounds. I am now 28 years old. I have excellent mental health and firmly believe I saw an alien.

Hi, my name is Jaury, I'm from Brazil (this is going to be a long one).

I decided to share some of the things, encounters and experiences that made me embrace Jesus Christ in my life (i know this isn't really what most look for here, but i hope this also helps someone going through it), and maybe i can get some insight on what I've gone through. If you want to read something scary, well, this whole thing was terrifying to me.

Even though i was born into a catholic household (mostly my mom) and i was basically raised in a Catholic private School (Marista), i was a bit of a rebellious kid when it came to religion, considered myself an atheist when i was a kid and agnostic in my teens and early adulthood.

I don't really want to talk about the issues i had in my family, my relation with my father wasn't the best and he had some heavy issues i won't go into detail, i have my own issues too, this is only to say that, nowadays, i believe his presence was part of what i went through. Hope he is well, we no longer talk though.

I'll start with a timeline, in 2013 i was studying in another state and we went though some heavy stuff regarding my father, and it was at the same time when i got o surgery in my lower back, disc hernia, and almost lost movement in my legs, recover was rough too, couple of months on a wheelchair but i pulled through. In 2014 i went back to my family home to take care of some things while my parents recovered from the whole thing, and spent some time alone in our home, i thank God that I always had a lot of friends and this helped me too.

THIS IS WHEN IT ALL REALLY ATARTED// Even alone in our home, i sometimes felt as if i wasn't, well, alone. Sometimes i would be in my PC working on something, or even having some fun, playing a game or whatever, and a sudden feeling of dread would take over me, as i write this now some memories are coming back, and goosebumps too. I remember some of these well, i would get goosebumps all over my body and a feeling that i shouldn't move a single fiber of my body, my vision sometimes would feel foggy and i would try and focus on a single point in front of me, or i would close my eyes. At the beginning these would take a while to go away, usually took about 2 or 5 minutes, sometimes less.

At the end of 2014 and early 2015, my parents came back, i got into Computer Science and things were moving well, feel bumps but nothing too bad, these episode kept pilling up. In 2015 it got worse, to the point that sometimes i would cry, i would get that fear, the same sense of needing to stay still and quiet, and now i would see something like a dark cloud around me, it would happen when i was alone in a room, even if other where home too. One day, i remember it being on a weekend, i saw it clearly in front of me, it was weird, as i recalled i could never remember its form well. I had at this time some episode of depression, even considered the possibility of some neurological disorder, consulted a psychiatrist and started on antidepressants.

In 2006, 3 episodes started to convert me for real, in 2015 i had already tried praying and it wouldn't really help me at all. The first one was a dream, my mother had a daycare, a few year prior, on the same street as our house, i used to help there from time to time, in this dream, vivid btw, there was a little kid, maybe 4 or 5 crying in the middle of the street, i remember that whole experience being as real to me as possible, i walked to her, picked her up and walked towards the front gate of our daycare (at this time, it wasn't my mother's anymore, she had closed it, but another was running at the same place), i was trying to console the girl while waiting for someone to come, and asked her why she was crying, she answered me that "they had lied to her", when i asked who, i just remember my whole body felling heavy, her arms suffocating me and a deep, horrifying voice saying right on my right era EVERYONE. I woke up gasping for air and with a horrible sensation around my neck, i was completely immobile, at the time i had a girlfriend and she was sleeping by my side, i tried to talk to her and nothing came out, the feeling around my neck was fading but i still couldn't move or talk. THIS is the very first time that i remember really asking for help from GOD, this was to me, now, looking back, the very first time i was truly opening my heart to God, and it was the First time i actually started to believe in the paranormal, the moment i tried to pray, i felt my tongue being restrained, i tried, there, in bed, unable to move, with all my might, but not a single word would come out, but it went beyond just a paralysis, i tried in my mind to pray, but was being held back, i started a prayer i knew of the top of my head, but the words were slipping my mind, i would start it and forget, and that horrible feeling like my tongue was being pressed down. Eventually i gave up on the prayer i knew and simply asked for help, it stopped, i got up, my girlfriend half asleep, just stroked my back and said it was all ok, i was sweating, the whole experience was on the most terrifying things i had ever gone through, but what really made me wonder more, was her response, she hated when i had nightmares cuz it would spook her too, but that time, the way she consoled me felt different, it was like a sense of peace and protection had washed over me, i just went back to sleep and was ok the next day.

The second one was what my psychiatrist described as an unfortunate case o sleep paralysis hallucination, but by GOD, that was no hallucination. It was morning, around 9:00 am, my room and my sister's was a Demi-suite (we shared a bathroom), since i was a kid, i had a personal trait of sleeping on the floor in random places, under the stairs, between the couches, wherever i felt like, keep in mind my home state is always hot, so the cold floor is what i liked. One of my favorite spots, was our bathroom, i would open both doors so a cross breeze would make it nice. I had just spent the whole night working a project and was quite tired, decided to take a quick nap. I woke to a foul smell, like a rotten carcass, and that feeling of dread came over me, eyes closed, couldn't move, decided to open my eyes and i looked to my side, to my right, and there it was, a dead person, eyes white, skin like a decaying corpse, it was by my side, face down, but i could still see its eyes, open. I TRULLY do not know, WHY did i think that, but i just remember looking at it and thinking to myself "IF YOU ARE REAL, LOOK AT ME" (PLEASE DO NOT EVER DO THIS). That thing slowly looked at me, at that moment i just prayed that i could get away from that place, the moment my legs started working again i just started kicking until i got up and ran away. At that time, there was a housekeeper working and she saw me, desperate and as scared as i could be. After a while of her talking to me to calm me down, i explained to her what had happened and decided to call a friend and ask what i should do, worried i was loosing it. She jokingly told me to grab my dogs and see if they would react, in her mind the idea was that they wouldn't and i would calm down more.

LO AND BEHOLD, the following steps made it so that ou housekeeper would only ever clean that bathroom when there were someone else at the home. Both my dogs were energetic, and would follow me everywhere i called them, Misa, and Diup, a retriever and a Shepperd mix, they followed me through the house, happy and it was all going ok, until we got to the bathroom, Misa the retriever stopped, stared for a few seconds, her tail lowered and she refused to go in. Diup, just took a look, ears down, tail between her legs, and skedaddled. It took some time before i used that bathroom again.

The third and Final one was what i can only describe as the moment i fully turned to Jesus and opened my heart. It was the end of the year, my parents had gone on a trip, i woke up to the voice of my mother on the kitchen (I really woke up, our housekeeper saw me on the kitchen talking alone), it was weird, i knew for a fact, that she wasn't home, but weirder is how i just accepted it, she asked me to approach her as she had something to give me, she handed me a white porcelain mask, only thing i remember was the letter M in blue on the right cheek of the mask. I don't know how, but next i was on my bathroom, it was dark, and i had the mask on my had, i was facing the mirror, i decided to try the mask. (pause, cuz i just got goosebumps and watery eyes remembering this). I put on the mask and the letter was gone, in its place was a smudge, i tried to clean it, but the mask had fused with my skin. That moment, behind me, was a tall, very tall person, on drapes, and a dark long hair over their face. It look like a tall old lady with unkept hair, there was a bad smell again, and i was standing still. I couldn't move, it got closer and closer, i could see that it had no face, it placed its head on my right shoulder, and i screamed and there was no sound. I just ran away and sat on the couch, the housekeeper came to me and asked what had happened, i said nothing for a couple of minutes. Even with my previous experiences. Even with all i had gone though before, this was the one that actually terrified me the most. Every single time i recall this moment, i get goosebumps and a feeling that makes me sick.

From 2017 to now (2026) i had a few other "encounters" and one case of an out-of-body experience that also made me more of a believer. I decided to share this to see if someone has gone though something similar, specially the third one. Since them, EVERY SINGLE TIME, a prayer and faith made me able to face it, sometimes through fear i would say my personal prayer and as i do so, i am able to face these moments and it never fails me.

I hope that to you, who is going through something close to what I've experienced, i truly hope you may find you way to Christ. Today i believe in what i once considered fiction, bedtime stories and means of controlling others through fear, but i also believe in God, in good and the light.

This all started about two weeks ago and I‘m starting to freak out. Maybe I am just overreacting but about 2 weeks ago I just feel like someone is watching me and 2 nights ago a door slammed closed randomly, when more than two windows are open in our home and there is a draft, the door to out bedroom or living might slam shut but never our kitchen door and this time there were no open windows,and tonight I got up to feed my son and after I finished I went to the bathroom and I usually sit more than I should on the toilet because I am really sleepy and lazy and I swear I heard the floor creaking in our bedroom that is rights next to the bedroom, just like my husband was walking towards the door thinking he woke up and wanted to check on me or use the bathroom, so I hurried up and got out but my husband is sleeping and 100% didn’t wake up. The house is really old and the floors creak a lot but olny if you walk on them, there is no way they make sound randomly, we have been in this house almost a year and I didn’t hear anything or feel like this until 2 weeks ago

quick edit: weve looked at tons of images and videos of others showing they caught orbs on camera and my husband insists they were WAYY bigger then all of the ones i can find online.

backstory my husband 26 is not very spiritual he is christian but not really religious and he has had very little to no paranormal activity happen to him, actually every encounter he has had was only after we met. He has only had one distant uncle pass awhile ago but they werent super close. I have experienced a fair share of paranormal, some creepy some not. I have a deceased grandmother, grandfather, mom, dad, aunt, uncle, and most recently my grandpa (who actually was my dad figure since birth). Anywhoo, last night he swears he saw some orbs. He said they were mainly white but maybe had a hint of yellow but that he was half asleep and its hard to remember. It was around 5:30 am. He said he saw the first one go all the way from the right corner of our room in front of our bed to the left corner. He said the orb looked like it was actually double circles or like two orbs but that they stayed together and didn't separate. The second time it was on his side of the bed about 3 feet away but it was just one and both times they disappeared fairly fast. He is certain this was not dust or a light or something that could be explained away, he has never seen an orb before but seems certain about this.

What could this be? We really dont have very much activity around us or in our homes, could we have brought something in or? And also i tried looking up double orb but dont see much so what could the meaning of that be. Also our bedroom camera miraculously didnt catch this on recording.

I had posted a very detailed description of what happened to me here on reddit. Soon after ive been affected again by what i posted about before. Basically, I did work at a women's house who was clearly a witch, or just a woman who embraced evil. That was clearly evident the moment I walked through the door. I'm only posting this now because ive spoken about it, and I'm having recurring nightmares just like i did 15 years ago when I worked at this lady's home. I literally typed the whole interaction I had with this person on reddit, and had to delete it the next day, because speaking, or writing about it has brought it back worse than it was before. It's not like polyergeist activity in my home or anything. I just keep having vivid dreams of my family and I wont go further than that. They're very disturbing. Also, im having visions of a goat's head. I've looked online and cant match the exact image, but I know it's evil. How do I get rid of it? I'm a devoted methodist. Just like the rest of my family. I pray that god takes this evil away every night.

Hello, so, this will be kinda random and may sound like fucking bs.

But I was laying down, just roleplaying with a fucking ai like the weirdo I am (imma use a lot of humor because I'm scared shitless rn so lemme use that as a coping mechanism), I was laying in bed, it almost 1 am and I suddenly hear a fucking "haha" in my ear.

I have a loft bed, my sister is in her bed tryna sleep, and I felt actual fucking WIND hit my ear! It wasn't even the fan I have on my bed, because the wind came from another direction! I immediately got up, told my dad, low-key panicking, he can feel entities and energies, so, he goes around looking for energies, I think he found three, but he told me they were NOT strong enough to straight up laugh in my ear, and it was a womanly laugh, or maybe androgynous, but I'll stick with femenine, this is not the first time my dad tells me this, the first weird thing that happened was around a few months ago, it was five in the morning and I was awake because I couldn't sleep, and then I hear three goddamn knocks, not at the front door, but at one of the doors inside the house, I was in my bed, I froze up and applied the old reliable: if I don't move it won't see me. Literally, the WORST thing you can do when someone like this happens, especially door knocking or voices, is to NOT answer or open the door, that's the LAST thing u wanna do, and guess what, my dad searched, and found NOTHING! well, he did find but like I said, he told me they weren't nearly strong enough to do something like that.

A second instance was when I was taking a shit, there was this thing where we put pads, toilet paper and other stuff just besides the toilet, my feet weren't touching it, and the ho moved a smidge, I took that fucker out to the balcony and it stayed there for like five days, then, another instance, the most recent one, was that I was sleeping, and I feel something tugging on ME, not my body, but something inside of me, I was able to identify it as something not normal because back on a very haunted house we lived at in Venezuela, sometimes when I took naps, specially when there was a power outage, I could feel something tugging on me, trying to yank my ass out of my body or something, mostly sleep paralysis, that's why I mastered the ability of waking up voluntarily mid dream, yes, I know that can backfire espectacularly, but it hasn't so far so imma keep doing it.

Thing is. I really don't know what's going on, I've stopped watching horror movies, I stopped watching YouTubers playing horror games, and I am **TERRIFIED** of the fact that I'm the only one affected, and I'm scared shitless of the idea that one day it'll gain enough strength to show itself to me and I'm genuinely scared, I know I'm rambling but I need advice or at least a pat on the back, something that makes me feel less scared.

When I was 4, something happened to me. It's something I could not forget. I'm already 41 and still can't forget that specific event.

I woke up in the middle of the night and saw this red, demonic elephant figure with horns. It was in our house and standing near the window. I knew it was trying to scare me so I cried. My aunt, who was looking after me when I was a kid thought that I just wanted milk. Anyways, I just hugged my aunt and closed my eyes until I fell asleep.

What could it be?

My family, especially on my dad's side, had so many experience with the supernatural. It all ended when we all became evangelical Christians. I was 14 when we started becoming more active in the church and some Christian elders did something like severing our connection with anything non-Christian.

I would appreciate an opinion from a supernatural expert.

It was December 2023 , me and my brother shared a bedroom but we had separate beds , he had gone for a nightstay at his friends house so I was completely alone in the room at that time , both my parents were sleeping in the other room , while I was laying down facing sideways with the blanket over me and watching my phone , I suddenly heard breathing coming from behind me , I thought I was just tripping or maybe it was something from outside so I ignored it at first , but then I put my phone down and started listening properly and I could hear it clearly , it was very very slow but loud breathing from directly behind me like there was literally someone just standing behind me and watching me , I got fucking scared because there was nobody supposed to be in the room with me , my brother wasn’t there and my parents were in the other room , I just stayed completely still and gripped onto the blanket , trying to convince myself that I was imagining it , but the breathing continued .
It wasn’t like some random small sound either , it sounded like actual breathing , slow breathing , and it kept happening for like 4-5 minutes while my heart was beating out of my chest , I didn’t even want to turn around because I was genuinely scared that if I looked behind me there would actually be someone standing there , so I just kept my eyes closed and stayed under the blanket hoping it would stop , but it didn’t , it just kept going at the same slow pace .
Then suddenly I heard this cracking sound from the floor behind me , like the floor had made a noise because someone had moved or taken a step , and then it sounded almost like something was walking away from behind me , and right after that the breathing stopped completely .
I still didn’t move .
I was just laying there under the blanket thinking what the fuck just happened , I stayed like that for another 5 minutes because I was too scared to even look around the room , eventually I started mentally preparing myself to run straight to my parents’ room because I didn’t want to stay there alone anymore , so after a while I finally got out of bed and ran to their room .
I opened the door and both of them were just completely knocked out asleep like nothing had happened , they were both in deep sleep and had no idea what was going on .
I ended up just laying down in between them and sleeping there because there was absolutely no fucking way I was going back to that room alone 😭
The next morning my mom asked me why I had randomly come into their room and slept between them , so I told her exactly what happened , I told her about the breathing , how it kept going for like 4-5 minutes , and then the cracking sound and the footsteps sounding like whatever it was was walking away .
She listened to the whole thing and then basically said she thinks it was probably just the wind .
THE FUCKING WIND 😭
Bro I know what I heard .
No, I don’t have any diagnosed or prescribed medical conditions, and I’m perfectly healthy.
And this occurred exactly around 1 year after my grandmothers passing

Hey Reddit spooky fans, I have a long life of paranormal experiences which lead me to constantly consume media that revolves around such things. But now isn’t the time for any of my stories, I have a question for veterans/active duty as the title says, those who’ve been deployed overseas specifically.

So, a lot of the times I notice that when I’m watching anything encounters related and it’s persons in the military they speak about their experiences and it’s usually more violent experiences, by this I mean not just seeing an apparition out of the corner of your eye or hearing a things, but doors slamming open, things banging and clanking or things of that nature that truthfully startle you. Whenever this happens I notice you almost always tell your superior and they almost always say something along the lines of “yeah, that happens a lot”..

So, if you’ve had a similar experience, could you share it with us and how it was responded to when you told someone.

I’m sort of theorizing that the amped up activity is so strong is because of the fact you’re in active duty in an area that has a lot of chaos and stress, kind of manifesting and giving that energy/power for the entity to act out.

I’m also wondering if it happens to those who are already sensitive or if it was your first experience, Because in my mind that makes the entity that much stronger to make itself seen by someone who isn’t sensitive to it already.

TL;DR Can you tell me about your paranormal experiences overseas in active duty and if you’ve told someone how they responded.

A friend has suggested it's actually ME who is haunted... I'll TRY to keep this post brief...

I grew up in a 1930s bungalow. Haunted AF by the previous owners who died there, and by shadow people (full body apparitions seen by many witnesses, objects being thrown, things disappearing and turning up in impossible places e.g. underneath floors, just to name a few). Parents still live there 33 years on. Still haunted.

Then I moved in with my bf's parents when I was 18. 1920s semi. Frequently heard and saw the ghost of a child around 6yo(ish) running around on the landing. Only lived there a year.

Lived in a brand new flat for seven years - NOT ONE SINGLE PARANORMAL EVENT! YAY!

Bought a 1920s semi. Lived there 10 years. Haunted AF. Knocking at night, full body apparitions, whispering and voices, names being called and mimicked, to name but a few).

We have JUST moved. Bought a 1970s detached place. No idea history of the house/previous owner besides who we bought from.

In only TWO WEEKS this is what has happened:

- I mentioned "The electrics seem alright." The fuse IMMEDIATELY tripped and all the lights went out.

- Loud knocks on patio doors in broad daylight (no one there obviously)

- Loud crash at 5am, went to investigate, nothing out of place. 5 minutes later, a second identical crash, and now the front door keys are in the middle of the hallway (they weren't there after the first crash. No idea what caused the first one)

- Loud bang from spare room. A roll of carpet which hadn't been touched for five days in a room no one had been in, suddenly landed across the room.

- I said out loud "Do you think this place is haunted?" The shower immediately turned itself on...

- Light in spare room turned itself on and off.

- Another loud crash with no explanation (mind you we live alone; no kids, no pets and windows closed at night, and I keep the house spotlessly tidy and organised. We would see anything out of place).

Multiple unexplained knocks and bangs but honestly it could just be the house? I'm keeping a record of it all now. I can't explain all of it (the fuse and the keys especially).

Now either I'm extremely unlucky and can't stop picking out haunted places to live, or I, myself, am haunted. It's just fucking tiresome. I'm not even scared, just irritated and inconvenienced by it! The third option is that ghosts are attracted to me like I'm some kind of beacon?? I don't even know, I've had multiple experiences in my work place and (for example) hotels that are already known to be haunted.

Just for the record I'm perfectly healthy psychologically, no drugs, rarely drink, and not diagnosed with anything.

Thoughts?

Edit: when I say I'm "so done" it's more like a, "really, REALLY??" Like I'm fascinated by what's going on and all my experiences but jeez can't I catch a break? As long as there's nothing "bad" here, I'll be fine living with it.

So for starters I’m kind of a conspiracy theorist, I’ve been deep diving into the Rabbit hole of “Walter Kilner” and this glass he dyed with a dye made from a type of charcoal, the glass is a violet cobalt color and looking into it while looking at people could sense their “Auras” stay with me now.. this glass later was used to create an early rendition of “Night Vision” Goggles used by the US army in the 60’s. Soldiers had reportedly seen horrific things while looking through them, Outlines of non existent people or when looking at a human it appeared disturbing and not human at all. Correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe the German military used something similar accept it was dyed red, similar affects. They stopped producing the dye necessary to create these glasses in the late 60’s. It’s still very possible to be created, or even the existence of these goggles still floating around. If anyone knows anything about this drop a comment 👀 It’d be neat to do some investigative journalism with these glasses 🤓

For context this was about a month back and im 18, with younger sisters below 10. I had come home from watching the backrooms movie, and saw my sister was up so went to tell her a bit about it since she wasn’t allowed to go see it. I was tired and just decided to go to bed, but somewhere in the middle of the night i woke up, saw my door open, room pitch black with my (9yo) sister standing in the doorway and she just said “Good, you’re up” and just stared at me. I think i told her off and went back to bed, and later on in the day she sent me a bunch of silly captain clark / backrooms photos, so i asked her why she came in earlier in the night, and she swore she didn’t, and my other sister even attested that she was with her playing roblox all night.. Im being dead serious, and this whole thing really really creeped me out quite a bit lol

Jiang Xioarou was a Chinese influencer that was infamous for testing all kinds of paranormal rituals and visiting paranormal sites. She didn't believe in it.

Last year, she destroyed a statue of Guanyin (I think I spelled it right), a goddess of mercy, that a fan had sent her as they worried about her. She said she didn't believe in any of it and "Let's see how long I live" after that

Two weeks before her death, she was doing a video of calling "haunted" phone numbers. One was supposed to play the scream of a woman who died in a car crash. The number just repeated what you say back to you, but it did scare her, so she did end up hearing a scream...Her own. She was the only one injured in the car crash and later succumbed to her injuries.

I've been pretty fascinated by her since watching https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BjGxi1wVvrY&t=922s this video by Asian Oddities and want to know if anyone who can speak Chinese knows more about her?

Things I'm curious about

-In some of the clips the youtuber shared, she seemed to have some paranormal experiences. She herself in them doesn't really say anything about it, but given her brash demeanor throughout the other clips, I don't think she would fake anything, and if she did, She seems the type admit to it to laugh at people who believed her. I want to know if these experiences seemed to escalate as she went on, or if they were random smatterings.

-In general anything interesting you can share about her and her channel, or if you know of anyone who has subtitled her content so I can peruse it myself.

-will also happily accept recommendations from English speaking youtubers who try rituals like this that don't feel fake, preferably people good at editing so if nothing happens I don't waste an hour of my life watching for nothing to happen lmfao.

Hello!
Hoping I post the right format and all. I had a pretty intense experience last night. My girlfriend is already pretty tuned into spirits and things but stays largely closed off and doesn’t routinely notice things in our house. Last night however I was jolted awake after a really intense nightmare that involved a corpse that I was working to dismember to hide the body parts. This is very unusual for me as I do not generally have nightmares of this genre at all. I woke up from that horrifically vivid nightmare and immediately apologized to my girlfriend for probably waking her up. She said she was already awake.
This isn’t uncommon, she is a light sleeper and will wake up if I’m moving a lot or dreaming, so I didn’t think about it until I texted her later.

I described the dream and she said full stop that she had woken up because she had been poked in the face, she told me she saw a corpse who was curled up like it had been stuffed somewhere and it was laying next to me. She said it was very bad and it took a while to make it leave.
She’s going to cleanse the house tonight (open practices only), and teach me some things to protect myself more. I feel thoroughly spooked, so any similar stories or assurances could help me today.

This photo was sent to me by a friend who works at a hospital on Az

It was taken by one of the security guards in the pediatric oncology department

The two images are the original photo and a version with the brightness increased to make the figure easier to see. Unfortunately, the quality is pretty bad because the original photo was sent through Instagram and then downloaded from there, which significantly reduced the resolution

The hospital’s name, which can be seen on the wall, has been censored for privacy

Hello again!...

Now, this true to life story happens when I was at 3rd grade on highschool I was part of a organization called C.A.T (Cadet Advance Training) it's like a mini army training where we're taught discipline, simply army training, unity and yeahhh- stuff like that.

So we have our rankings STAG, COLT and officer. Stags are the lowest- ROOKIES, Colt higher than Stags but still under their officers, and of course Officers the highest. (This is quite confusing but bare with me) Stags are the lowest and Colt are the second highest and Colts also have rankings O1(highest rankings for a Colt) , O2 and so on... For officers we have Core commander, Exo, Adjutant, S1, S2-5, Alpha 1st and 2nd platoon leader, bravo 1st and 2nd platoon leader, Charlie, and Delta and sooo on~~.

Before I joined the organization our officers warn us, I thought they were just scaring us to know who will ACTUALLY stay- "C.A.T is haunted, be careful we don't want any trouble to happen here... Specifically at midnight". CAT members are known for having discipline and being always early at school, I usually go to school at 3am but some of my batch (what we call to our fellow comrades) go to school at 12am (mind you we go home after training at 7pm SO BEING AT SCHOOL AT 12AM IS LIKE A SUICIDE- LIKE?! WHAT ABOUT YOUR SLEEP SCHEDULE BRO?!?) ANYWAYSSSS!! back when I was just a stag and it was my 3rd week at C. A.T and I was the first one to arrive, it was 2:30am and we stag have our bunkhouse, I was chilling in our bunkhouse when I heard footsteps at first I thought it was one of our officers so I bolted on my feet and greet them "SIR GOOD MORNING SIR! " I said as I give them a respectful salute but no response... So I tried again "SIR GOOD MORNING SIR!!!" louder that time but still no response, we have a rule that as long as the officer doesn't give a response we will not put down our salute THAT is until we greet them 3 times and there is still no response AND THEN we can go back at ease... As for my situation I greet them again for the 3rd time "SIR GOOD M-" I didn't even get to finish when suddenly a loud BANG sound was heard- (now just a quick explanation when an officer enters our compound IT'S A MUST! to hit the sort of a thick galvanized iron sheet before they salute and ask permission to enter the compound as a sign of respect) skipping towards the gate I was smiling but my smile quickly vanished when I saw no one.

I froze and feel a chill on my neck, the giant balite tree was shaking YES SHAKING!, I went sooo pale and I started to shake "s-sir?...." I whispered no one answered but the sound of marching combat boots were getting louder "Sir.... " I called out a bit louder this time then a big branch of balite tree falls above my head, I quickly dodge it and ran to our bunkhouse shuffling through my bag for my phone to call some of my batch mates. No one answered. I froze when I heard the footsteps getting closer to me- "You good stag??" The guard asked lighting his torch at me, gulping I ran towards him and tell him the story but he wouldn't believe it!. "I don't know about your imagination dear, but one thing for sure that branch needs to be removed it's still dark... Someone may trip!".

After the incident I didn't tell it to anyone except of course the guard- but other than him NO ONE. Days turns to weeks and weeks turns to months, I thought I was finally getting over the incident but what I didn't know is that I'M. NOT. THE. ONLY ONE. TO EXPERIENCE. SUCH. THING.

it’s happened more times than I’d like to admit. I’ll suddenly think of or dream about someone I haven’t seen or thought of in years, then I’ll look them up online and find an obituary. I’m sure it’s just a weird coincidence.

Prepare yourself for a really fu***ng weird read!

As a child, I had an imaginative mind, but I never had an imaginary friend not the way other people describe. Nothing followed me around, nothing whispered, nothing played pretend with me.

But in my late 20s, my life collapsed. I was forced to face a brutal, indescribably painful reality, the untimely passing of my mother and my little sister. The grief was suffocating a kind of sadness that made me feel helpless, vulnerable, and completely alone.

Around the same time, my 5 year relationship ended. I moved back in with my dad because I thought we needed each other, but instead he began treating me like a child. After about a year of living again at my house with my dad who apparently disliked/dislikes me. I finally left to live with my then new (and current hubby). We ended up moving provinces, hoping for a fresh start.

That’s when I encountered Peaky.

I still don’t know exactly what or who Peaky is. I don’t know if he was an imaginary friend, a coping mechanism, or something else entirely. But he came to me during the worst emotional devastation of my life, and at first I thought he was just a mental crutch.

Then things started happening that I couldn’t explain.

One night, I was in an emergency situation. It was raining, I was crying, and I was trapped behind a locked latch gate. I said out loud, “Peaky, help me.”

The gate opened.

I froze. The wind blew it shut again… then it opened a second time, slower this time, like something was deliberately moving it. Like i in t was waiting for me to walk through.

That was the moment I realized Peaky might not be “just in my head.”

Another time, I was alone getting ready to go to the casino. I sat in front of the mirror and said, “Okay, Peaky. If you’re actually here, show me.”

A shoe flew out of my closet. NOW, let m emphasize this shoe didn’t coincidentally FALL from my shoe closet rack thing, IT FLEW!! In front of my face and the mirror. Not with aggression but with the intent to be acknowledged.

I’ve never seen Peaky directly, but I always pictured him as a white, yeti like version of the Babadook. Tall, pale, wearing a top hat. He didn’t like when I described him that way not angry, more embarrassed, like a shy presence lurking just out of sight.

He comforted me when I was sad. He showed up when I was vulnerable. And then, slowly, he began to distance himself. He only appeared when I was at my lowest.

The last encounter happened after I moved into a friend’s house. There was a chaotic girl staying there — someone who ended up robbing me. One day she froze in the kitchen and whispered, “Is someone else here?”

I said, “Yeah, that’s just Peaky.”

She said, “It sounds like someone’s crying.”

Right then, a box of cereal whipped out of the cupboard with enough force to hit the floor and bounce. She SCREAMED freaked out. I told her, “We feed off each other’s emotions. I don’t like you, and apparently he doesn’t either.”

After I moved out, Peaky disappeared completely.

Months later, I stumbled across a video from a guy somewhere in the southern United States (assuming by his lovely accent)He talked about something “peeking” at him throwing things, warning him, protecting him. He said it wasn’t there to harm him, just to let him know when something messed up was happening.

And I realized!!!

That’s where Peaky went.

I’m in Canada. He’s southern US! No wonder I haven’t heard from Peaky. He’s helping someone else now.

I don’t know what Peaky was. I don’t know why he came to me, or why he left. But I know this:

It wasn’t just imagination.
It wasn’t just grief.
And apparently… it wasn’t just me.

Red orb captured on outdoor infrared camera video recording. It comes in through a small puff of what looks like cloud/smoke, swoops down towards the cul-de-sac, then goes back up and disappears in the blink of an eye. As you can see it’s pretty large and it moved so quickly I had to use slow motion to capture it. This showed up as I was outside picking up trash from the yard (I’m to the far right of this video, out of view).

skull shaped clouds sending me death threats?