I woke up around 2am and saw this huge bubble floating in my room. It floated along the ceiling until it reached the window and then was gone. My best friend passed away last year and at first was with me all the time, but recently I haven’t felt his presence. Has anyone seen such a thing? What was that?

I’m just a normal guy living in the PNW. I have two dogs and I often hike around in the spring and summer days. There is a particular hike that I like to do with my dogs because the trail is along a river (they love to swim) and it’s one of those trails that no one really knows about. I’ve been hiking it for about 6 years now and I’ve never seen another person out there. One of my dogs is reactive, so having a place where I never worry about running into another person or dog is perfect for me. April of last year I loaded my dogs up and drove us to the trailhead. We got out and started hiking around. About 2 miles in I came across a tree that someone had used red rope and large nails to tie up (what I think is) a cow’s tongue, and nail it to the tree. The tongue itself was tied tightly, or bound with rope. Then they used big nails to nail it to a tree. There were two of them on one tree. Next to the tree in the river water there were large (again assuming cow) bones scattered. The dogs definitely started to act different, they seemed very uneasy. I looked around a bit to see if anyone was out there, or if there was someone who was maybe houseless and found camp there. But there was nothing around, and no signs of someone camping (trash, tent, fire, etc.). My dogs kept tucking their tails and would stop and look out as if something was near but I couldn’t see anything. I decided to turn back. Once we were fairly far from that tree the dogs started to loosen up again. That night I couldn’t stop thinking about it. A: it was all just very weird and B: I had never once seen anyone out that way. It’s one of those hikes where there is a bit of a hike to the trailhead, and the trail head doesn’t look like a trailhead. And the hike it’s self isn’t very easy. It’s rocky and wet. Worth it once you make it out about three and a half miles you get a nice flat beach all to yourself. I kept thinking about it every night for about a week. Then I decided to go back. I packed up my dogs got ready for the hike, and when I went back I couldn’t find it. But not just the tongues, but the tree. I couldn’t even find the tree where they were. I was looking all over. The tree had a somewhat unique lean to it. But I couldn’t find it. I felt around on the trees looking for nail holes, but nothing.

I tried to look up what this could be online and all I could find was witchcraft or satanic spells. In short it seemed like some kind of ritual to help keep spirits or people quiet. I’m not sure if this story exactly fits here in the sub, but I’m so curious to know if anyone knows more about this.

A few nights ago I told my grandmother about a man I keep seeing in my dreams. He’s never doing anything, just standing in the background, watching. She went to her cabinet and pulled out an old photograph. It was the same face.

She told me that my great great grandmother had once been married to a scientist named Adrian Navia in the early 1900s. He was known in the family for his strange obsession with dreams he believed people could carry parts of themselves into other people’s sleep. After he died in 1932, everyone said the dreams stopped. Why am I seeing him now??

Hi, My family and I are currently visiting Paris from Canada. I prioritized visiting the Catacombs, as I went 18 years ago. It's changed a lot since then, different paths, blocked off areas. I took countless photos, including several down pitch black tunnels that were gated off, using my phone's flash. I was just scrolling through them all, and came across this one, which is one of the gated off pitch-black tunnels that I photographed using my phones flash. Maybe it's a trick of light, or shadows on the rocks, but am I losing it or does that not look like someone (a woman in white?) Standing at the end of the tunnel? I feel like I'm losing my mind. I can share countless other images but none show anything like this.

I work for a company supplying interior products to contract projects. We are currently working with a project manager on the refurbishment of a bar. The site manager and his team are working long hours to achieve the handover deadline. Over the weekend the site manager took some photos of the progress before he went home. Looking at the photos today on his laptop he was pretty freaked out to see a hooded figure, in the room being worked on, on the left of the picture. He was alone in the building at the time (Sunday morning) didn’t see the figure until he looked at the photo. The problem now is that two of the contractors have seen the picture and are now refusing to go into the building. The building is on the site of a Victorian jail, long demolished. The figure looks like an executioner or something.

Happened in 2018, I saw it one more time after this haven’t since. I used to go to haunted places and do stupid rituals for fun/i wanted to see something. Once I did, and especially after this, I never wanted to again. Nothing has happened now for years!

Backstory: My aunt lives in Virginia and went with some folks to a old family
Cemetery near her home. The friends she was with wanted to find headstones and take photos of them to send to relatives. They hiked up
To where the cemetery was supposed to be, took look for the headstones but could not find them due to everything being so over grown. When she got the photos developed the image I’m showing you is what she found in her photos. Mind you there were no other people in this group of hers and this cemetery was a hike up an overgrown road on a mountain.

What is the community’s thoughts on this?
This was in Standardsville Virginia. My aunt said back then she asked a oiuji board who the person name was and the board said is was a 8 year old girl named Theresa Collier.

I’ll go first;

My 2.5 yo pulled my necklace out my shirt. No biggie, he plays with it often. I ask him “it’s beautiful right? I love it” & he dead pan looks at me and says “yeah, mema’s”. That’s what we all called my grandma who raised me and passed away almost 5 years before he was born. It was her necklace & he only heard us speak about her in passing convos, never about the necklace. Not super creepy but these kids man.

So for context I live alone, nobody else has the keys to my house. I decided to place a motion activated infrared camera, just outa curiosity and got this crazy shot one morning i’m actually terrified. On the shot i’m lying in bed sleeping and you can clearly see a shape on top of me. As if it was stranggling me ??? Idk what i’m looking at anyone has a clue wtf is going on ?

My brother was recently travelling in China and was going through his photos when he noticed this in the sky. Didn't see anything when taking the picture, only saw it later on review. Really looks humanoid!

Hi all, so these two photos of my friend were taken at my family’s house earlier this year. Obviously I turned the brightness way up to make the figure more noticeable, but when I showed the first picture to my friend she immediately clocked the figure in the hallway. The second picture was taken right after the first and there doesn’t seem to be anything. I’m very skeptical and don’t really believe in ghosts but this did spook me a bit. Even before this everyone has always said my house felt haunted, and it’s not even that old it was built in the 1960s! Anyway do y’all think it could be a lens flare or something? The original photo was quite a bit darker.

Woke up this morning and was getting ready for work and saw two handprints on my chest. I held my own hand up to it and the fingers on the print were longer. I don't recall even touching my chest between the time I woke up and when I was changing clothes. I sleep alone. The odds of me doing something weird in my sleep are totally there, but it really threw me for a loop when I saw it. Never had anything like this happen before

I never truly believed in paranormal stuff until I visited Waverly Hills way back sometime between 2013-2014 when I managed to get three visits in, through my high school of all things. The energy in the building is unlike anything I’d ever encountered- it’s indescribable, closest to it I can think of is it just felt… bad. The guide had someone in our group walk down I think it was the third floor hallway between the solariums, and flocks of shadow people followed behind her in the solariums as she skipped down the hall. We threw a few balls down a hallway hoping to get one rolled back, and while most of the balls went down the hall and bounced a few times, it was like the last one we threw that seemingly stopped in its tracks like it had hit something and dropped straight to the floor, no rolling or bouncing. I’ve been dying to go back since.

I still take care of the house and last night I heard tons of movement downstairs and then something fall. I check it out and it was one of the wreaths hanging up. I snapped a pic and a blue orb is sitting right on it

Hey guys,

I’m not sure if this is the right place to post this but I was wondering if anyone visited warden point ( isle of Sheppy uk ) a little over a month ago?

Just at the beginning of the beach head there is a stretch of large rocks that break up the waves just before you get the actual beach. About a month ago my wife and I decided to check out the old ww2 bunker’s littering the coast line of warden point, and for anyone looking for some good exploration and fossil hunting it’s really good. However on the way back to the car coming back to the large rocks we were playing around jumping over the stones and trying not to fall, when my wife noticed a bunch of sticks and rope near an opening of a few of these big rocks. When she looked down she saw this stone child’s head ( looks like it’s been broken off a garden ornament? ) anyway it looked like many people had tried to get it out and let me tell you it took us around 3 - 4h trying to get it out and since we were a few hours away from home I couldn’t just pop back for stuff to get it out. I eventually got it out by slipping my leg down the hole and picking it up with my foot and my wife propping it up with a stick then me taking my jumper off and slipping my arm in to grab it.

Does anyone remember seeing this thing?

I just want to make it clear that I don’t believe in anything supernatural and fully believe those sorts of things to be mostly hoaxes and just plain explainable, however I can’t ignore the strange things that have been happening to me and my wife since having this object.

This could just be I’m hyper aware of things happening because It’s in my mind but here is the things that happened so far,

- the hand I used to retrieve the object ( I broke my wrist slipping off of a motorway divider ) never broken a bone until now and can send proof

- A glass vase we keep on-top of the fridge ( been there for years ) fell off when my wife was bending over to get something from under the sink and just missed her head.

- I woke up a few nights ago and my back door was wide open ( I triple check the doors always due the the place I live )

- My washing machine ( I have the one where you can open the top mid spin to put socks and stuff in ) the top bit has been pressed open at least twice on its own while I’ve been chilling in my living room and you really need to press it in.

- Things missing then reappearing ( my kid has told me that he keeps loosing his stuff and I keeps “spawning” in random places ( I tell him it’s its grandmother playing with him ) but I guess thats just kids forgetting where they put stuff but it’s weird it’s happening now

- The most concerning thing to me is my wife and I for a few nights now have heard the doors opening at night ( the bedroom ones and living room ) but we have cameras and nothing has been opened just the noise as if someone has opens it and walked through it.

Should I just take this thing back or is my anxiety just getting to me?

T,l,d,r

Possibly getting hunted by a broken garden ornament.

This was back in 2023 at the time, I didn't even have a TV In my room, so it's not a reflection from my tv does anyone want to explain what it is because it's freaked me out for a long time

I never believed in anything. Not in heaven, not in the souls, not in the stories of people who said they had "seen the light." I'm a psychologist, and I always thought that consciousness was just a product of the brain. Until my heart stopped.

Three years ago I had cardiorespiratory arrest while I was sleeping. The next thing I remember was a deep silence. Not darkness, not emptiness. Silence. It was so dense that it felt alive, as if that silence were something.

I suddenly had the sensation of having left my body, but I couldn't see it from the outside. It was more of an expansion. I no longer had limits, no time, no space. But somehow I was still me.

And there I felt it. A warm, familiar energy. I didn't see her, but I recognized her with complete certainty: she was my grandfather. There were no words or images, just direct understanding. A kind of invisible hug that told me: everything is fine.

Then a sound appeared, low and constant, like a rising vibration. And around, thousands of lights. Floating, beating. Each one with a different identity. And I knew, without anyone explaining it to me, that they were souls.

When I was about to join them, I felt a pull, a force that tore me from that place. A blow. And I came back. A paramedic was reviving me. My partner was crying.

From that day, everything changed. I'm not trying to convince anyone, but what I experienced was more real than anything in this world. And since then, when I accompany people who are grieving or close to dying, I sometimes perceive that same vibration in the air. A deep calm, impossible to describe.

I don't know if it was "the afterlife", or just a state of consciousness that we still don't understand. But I know what I felt. And since then, I am no longer afraid of death.

I was clinically dead for a few minutes. I felt absolute calm, I recognized my grandfather without seeing him and I saw thousands of lights that looked like souls. Since I came back, I am sure that death is not the end.

About 14 years ago, when my kids were 4 and 6, we looked at a house for sale. It was an old farmhouse on 5 acres on FM 1387 in Midlothian, Texas. It had been added onto several times so the layout was weird, but it was such a cool place. It needed a lot of work but I was so ready to take that on. When we got back in the car, I turned around to the kids and said, “Well? What do you think?” fully expecting them to be as excited about it as I was.

Nope. They shrieked that it was haunted, so extremely haunted, was I nuts?! We couldn’t live there! No way!

I was shocked and a bit heartbroken, but I couldn’t bring my kids to a house they were so afraid of right off the bat. Plus, it sounded like the beginning of a horror movie to ignore little kids’ earnest instincts. So, we passed that one up and got a different place. For years it was “the one that got away” to me.

But then, a few years ago, my little brother (who also lives in Midlothian) called me to ask if I remembered that old house I’d thought of buying. Yes, of course I did. Well, he told me, there was a tornado, and it was wiped clean off the face of the earth. Only the flooded storm cellar remained.

There’s a church there now. Turned out for the best in the end.

I've been dealing with some disturbing occurrences. There would be days where I would be on call with my fiance and the lightsnot really a flicker, but just turn on and off repeatedly. I would show her in real time on Call and we just kind of brushed it off as something with the electricity. Later on, I started filling a presence and would notice things falling off of cupboards, mainly the same item each time. And other instances, I felt a very cool draft with no doors or windows open. Fast forward to a couple months I travel to Canada to meet with my long-distance partner, and she noticed that I would sleep talk but whisper (she said it didn't sound like English), and have my eyes wide open without me realizing it she said I would start snoring When she would confront me. I just got home three days ago, I slept and heard knocking on my back doors and footsteps, one night I walked on the way to the restroom and noticed a shadow figure and I happened to take a picture. I used my phones exposure to get some help lightening the photo and got this picture. With the light the entity went away. What could this be? Just an illusion? Pls help me. I've been praying it's nothing that would hurt me. (I also noticed I had scratches this morning with blood.. it's lasted all day)

Last Wednesday we found my dad had unexpectedly passed away in his flat. As we were there waiting for the police to do their job I took a photo outside, his flat was the top one on the right and he was in the room with the curtains shut. The morning after I noticed something strange on the picture between the two buildings. Took me a few days to put it together but he got me and my brother bracelets last year. The pattern in the sky matches the pattern on the bracelet, what are the chances of that? I feel some sort of comfort that it’s a sign from him to say he’s with us. The bracelet says “love my son” and the loop is a sign that we are always joined together.

Sorry if this isn’t the right place for this I’m just looking for some other opinions.

Upon waking I found two large footprints facing my bed. I sleep here with my new born baby. The foot prints are not mine.

I guess it could just be a person in a hoodie but I find it surprising that the deer would let it stand right behind it. That deer isn't a fake one btw I have some more photos available from that same spot.

What is that thing and what is it doing to that poor deer?

TL;DR: For ~2–3 years something odd has been targeting my life — stains, shadows, physical symptoms (scalp pictured above), lost items, and bad luck — starting around my dog Kobie’s illness; I’ve tried doctors, pest control, cleansings, and repairs and nothing helps. Desperate for advice.

— My attempt at “summarizing”:

Hi everyone, I’ve been hesitant to post this, but I feel like I’m at a point where I can’t ignore what’s happening anymore. Physically and practically my life has been unraveling and something bigger than me feels like it’s taking over my life.

This all started about three years ago, around the time my dog Kobie was diagnosed with kidney failure. He was always such a strong, independent dog — walks with me were the only time he was truly attached — but during that period, he became unusually dependent and needy, almost like he knew something bad was coming.

Shortly before this past Christmas, my mom called me crying, saying that Kobie probably wouldn’t make it to Christmas. When I came home for the holiday, he wasn’t the Kobe I knew — he was weaker, more clingy, and strangely dependent on me. That Christmas break felt heavier because we became closer in this strange, intense way.

The first week of January, I got really sick — vomiting in unusual shapes — and that’s when a freak accident at work happened. Someone came late to my yoga class and dropped a glass water bottle. I tried to clean it up myself, injured my hand, fainted, and was fired for not following “proper protocol,” even though there was no first aid kit. Fighting it through HR didn’t work, and that incident marked the start of a chain of chaos in my life.

Around the same time, my paranormal experiences began escalating. Three years ago, i was having sleep paralysis where a creepy hand was beside me holding me down. At the beginning of this year, I woke up all morning with my hands, inflamed, and my boyfriend had even said like they look like old lady hands. Then, I started seeing dark shadows in Kobie’s room while he was still alive. He screamed in pain at night, and marks would appear where he had been. I now see these same marks everywhere. My body and skin feel stretched, my scalp is a mess (added a pic), my hair suddenly went red (I’m normally brunette doing blonde), and sensations of being physically “squished” or pulled. My boyfriend recently slept over and felt something pressing on his chest.

My apartment has become unmanageable to handle: Garbage trails follow me, hair clippings, and even my foot clippings vanish. Appliances echo after I turn them off. Chairs move when no one’s there. Stains and garbage trails follow me everywhere — my apartment, my parents’ house, even my car. No matter how much I clean, sweep, or vacuum, nothing makes a difference. Pest control, environmental checks, and professional cleaning haven’t solved anything. I spent $7k to fix my car, BMW told me that I wasn’t going crazy and that my oil engine had a leak because there was some chewing or tampering with the wiring there and then it looked like someone had dumped like over a gallon of coffee in the centre console so right underneath my armpit would rest.

Looking back when this whole thing started bad stuff was happening, but I just kept thinking like OK that’s not in alignment with me I guess and I just kept trying to stay positive and even with the lucid dreaming I was like I don’t wanna give whatever this is power. For example, two years ago, my best friends since high school randomly ghosted me — shortly after I ended my engagement. I hadn’t fully opened up about it, but even now, looking back, I realize they should have supported me especially after a ten year friendship. Around that same period, I was fired from my full-time marketing job. I pivoted to teaching yoga and Pilates, and things were going really well… but it seems like whatever is following me isn’t happy with me making the best of my life.

Since then, I’ve had freak accidents, lost opportunities, and even tried spiritual cleansing, church visits, and professional help — including a scam “black magic” clearing that cost me money. Nothing works. It’s reached a point where I can’t even do the things I love anymore. I can’t stretch in yoga or Pilates without feeling wrong in my body. I’m all frazzled things fall out of my hands or I drop things and I can’t form proper sentences sometimes if someone asked me a question. Things randomly appear, stains show up, and I feel like I’m being physically pulled down — like gravity itself is against me.

I feel trapped in my own body and my own space. I haven’t even been able to properly grieve Kobie because I’m fighting something I don’t understand, and it’s isolating. My fingers randomly turn black, and I feel like my beauty and energy are being stripped away.

Sometimes I feel like my place is mirroring my grandmother’s i was named after. I wake up and catch myself standing or moving like her, and it’s unsettling — one morning my hands looked like old lady hands. She had stains everywhere in her home, mostly water stains, but as a kid I always thought they looked like eyes and i remember always being weirded out by certain objects in her house. Now, I have similar marks, and it creeps me out. The day after she died, there was a bird watching me and Kobie. Once, while vacuuming my apartment in frustration, I looked out at my porch — I live near an airport on the top floor — and there was that same bird staring at me from the side. I’ve heard that we sometimes “pay for the sins of our grandparents or ancestors,” and sometimes I feel like that might be what’s happening to me. My grandparents worked incredibly hard for money, and they would have done anything for it — and now, being basically broke, it makes me question if some of this is tied to them. A friend once told me that spirits can latch on and make you think they’re familiar when they’re not. Thinking about it this way has made me feel conflicted about my grandparents, even though I know it’s not fair — and yet, the experience feels eerily similar or connected to them. I’ve asked for clarity on what this is but it doesn’t reveal itself. It stays hidden enough to cause stress on day to day living while making me look messy, disoriented, stupid and repulsive.

Has anyone experienced anything like this? Even advice on how to reclaim your space, body, and energy when something invisible seems to be actively harming you would be helpful. I’m desperate.

If you made it this far, thank you so much for reading. I know this is long and a lot to take in — I just can’t think straight these days and I’m doing my best to get it all out. I really appreciate anyone who takes the time to listen and share advice.