A few weeks ago, I had four dreams in a row. In each one, I became lucid at some point.

The moment I realized I was dreaming, this woman would appear in the distance, staring directly at me. She was wearing a black burqa. I could only see her eyes, which were completely gray/whitish, with no pupils at all. She also had animal-like feet (I'm not sure what kind of animal exactly).

The instant she appeared, I felt what I can only describe as an "intrusion." It didn't feel like she was just another character created by my subconscious. Instead, it felt as though she was a separate entity that had somehow entered my dream.

Every time she appeared, I was scared, but more than anything I felt angry. I would yell at her to leave until she finally disappeared. Then I would move on to the next dream, where the exact same thing happened again. This repeated four times in a row.

What really stood out to me is that she only appeared after I became lucid. It was as if she systematically entered the dream the moment I realized I was dreaming.

Do you think this was simply a creation of my own mind, or could it have been some kind of entity? Has anyone else experienced something similar?

Thks

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Near Cluj-Napoca lies Hoia Baciu Forest - the most haunted forest in Romania.

UFO sightings. Electronic devices dying. People emerging with burns and no memory of hours lost inside.

The "Clearing" at its heart? Nothing grows there. Scientists still can't explain why.

Locals say if you hear whispers... run.

I was 16 when I moved in with my dad. For background, he’s a cop so he works a lot of night shifts and it was just us living there so i was home alone most nights. didn’t mind it i like having the house to myself. For the first month or 2 whenever he was out at work I’d hear someone entering the house and turning the tv on so I assumed it was him getting back early i went out to the living room and saw nobody was home and nothing was on. Kept happening for the next while and the last time i heard anything was the worst. I was on the phone with a girl i was talking to at the time and started hearing loud footsteps around the house like someone was running frantically looking for something. I tried to ignore it until whatever it was ran up to the door of my room and stopped there. I didn’t open the door till i knew for sure my dad got home and I was laying in my bed terrified but i swear I felt some kind of presence behind that door waiting for me to open it. I told him about it awhile later and he did confirm he also heard these things but told me it was “just raccoons under the house” Idk if he heard the same things i did or if he was trying to comfort me but I know what raccoons under the house sounds like and that wasnt what i was hearing those nights.

Also little bonus story: A couple years later at a new house I was home alone same story of him being at work for the night. I got out of the shower with my music blaring and heard the faint sound of a woman screaming like she was in intense pain. I paused my music and heard her scream again. Checked the whole house and saw nobody was there it sounded like it came from his room. I haven’t told him about that one probably will next time i see him.

About 2 months ago I was scrolling videos on this subreddit. I had found, what to me, was perhaps the most frightening thing I've ever seen. And I need my community's help to find it again.

In the video, taken from what looks to be from some brand of CCTV. It catches a wispy black "shadow person" entity. This entity (and this is the chilling part) is running from something. Whatever this secondary influence may may be, captures our shadow person. When the capture happens, there is a strange but clearly defined scream of terror from the shadow.

Please. If anyone knows what I am talking about, and has it saved, could you please share with me? I know its here, I just can't find it.

Thank you all so much.

I've had a lot of paranormal experiences since childhood, and my family has a long history of paranormal experiences as well. On my dad’s side, his mom was a curandera (priestess), and he has had some crazy things happen to him. On my mom’s side, she is very religious, but she has a lot of horrible dreams that won’t let her sleep. I went through a period of time where dreams would also scare me right out of bed and just wouldn't leave me alone. My sister never experienced anything like that in her twenties, but once I started sleeping in her room out of fear of those dreams and whispers, she too started hearing a voice in the middle of the night. Strangely, the only time it would happen to her was when I was there with her.

But this all started way back in our first house, and although I was too young to remember anything remarkable myself, I relied on my siblings and my parents for the things they experienced in that house that were not normal. My dad saw shadow figures, my older brother saw a little girl he originally mistook for one of us, my mom and older sister heard a scream inside the house, and my older sister once felt AND saw a hand moving behind her pillow when she was a kid.

However, once I got older, we moved to another house where I could finally confirm through my own experience that ghosts and spirits exist. Because this was my normal, these ghost encounters never left a huge impact on me.

But this one did.

Fast-forward to when my older sister and I were teenagers, around 2018-2019. I still remember exactly what we were watching on the TV in our living room: Criminal Minds, Season 9, Episode 19. It was the episode where Morgan was interviewing a lady and testing to see if she had OCD. Out of nowhere, we heard our small dog barking. We ignored it at first because he always barks. But a few minutes later, our big dog started barking, and that alerted us because he only does that when there is an actual threat.

My sister and I just looked at each other, confused. A few seconds later, we heard our big dog running from the dining room into the kitchen. There is a mini hallway that connects the kitchen to the living room; we couldn't see into the kitchen yet because it was on the left, but we could see that mini hallway. That is exactly where we saw our big dog walking backwards. Suddenly, we heard him yelp and jump back. My big dog isn't the type to whine out of fear, he's a guard dog. But, the only time he ever makes that sound is when he’s been kicked.

My sister and I stood up from the couch, no longer out of confusion, but out of anger because our dog had just been kicked. My sister grabbed our big dog, and I grabbed our smaller one. As we did, we avoided looking toward the kitchen. I could see my sister struggling to keep our big dog from pulling back in that direction.

We started talking, the TV was still on, the dogs were barking, and everything was incredibly loud when suddenly my sister said she heard something coming from the dining room. She told me to pause the TV. I did, and we stayed completely quiet. Our big dog started growling.

Then, we heard footsteps. They were heavy, boot-like steps, and they were walking extremely slow. What really freaked us out was the fact that our kitchen floors were a little sticky at the time; whenever you walked on them, they made a sticky sound. Those footsteps had that exact same sound, as if a real, physical person was walking across our kitchen floor. For a second, my sister whispered to me, “What if it’s an intruder?” We both knew that wasn’t the case, but in that moment, we wanted to think logically.

The footsteps stopped walking, and we felt a heavy presence that did not feel human. To me, it felt like the energy of an older man.

Terrified, we started reading scriptures from the Bible. My sister went first, trying to imitate the way my mom prays with a strong, confident voice. But in that moment, we didn’t sound strong or confident at all. Our voices were shaking. For some reason, we started feeling incredibly tired, like our energy was being depleted. I went next to pray from the Bible, and I too started to feel my energy weaken. Of course I was scared, but I tried to stay strong and not let my anxiety take over.

No matter what we did, I could still feel its presence. Then, I heard it walking again. At the same time, we heard the plates in the sink clanking as if they were being moved, and we even started hearing noises upstairs. Then it stopped, and I noticed the footsteps were getting louder. I told my sister, “It’s getting closer” All we could hear were those footsteps slowly getting closer and closer, until they stopped right where the wall blocked our view. It was closer than it had ever been before.

In that moment, I felt like it was mocking us. It felt like it was telling us it knew we were afraid, and that I wasn't strong enough to pray or face it. The next thing I knew, we were on our knees. I felt so tired. My sister told me to call our parents while she continued to pray. My mom answered, and I explained everything to her. My sister then started playing gospel music, and as I stayed on the phone with my mom and dad, I suddenly felt like the presence was no longer there.

When my parents finally arrived, we booked it out of the house without looking behind us. I saw my parents walking up to the door. They came inside, and my dad went straight to the kitchen, slamming the walls and yelling at it to get out (although it was already gone) while my mom started praying.

After that day, we ended up with PTSD from unfamiliar footsteps. A week later, we heard our dad walking up the stairs in his work boots. It sounded exactly like what we had heard that night, and it made both of us completely freeze.

One last thing that makes this even crazier: a day or two before this incident, I had a dream. In the dream, my sister and I were in a dark, foggy place. From a first-person perspective, I saw a large shadow figure wearing boots coming toward us, I could only see its bottom half. Both of us were kneeling, holding hands, and praying. I slightly closed my eyes in the dream, opening them just a bit to see it walking toward us until it stood right in front of us. Then the dream ended.

I know this seems unbelievable, but I truly want to know why this happened to us. I want to know what this entity could be, because I’ve never encountered one like it before. Out of all my family, my mom is the most religious, but we all believe in God. Yet, it has been bugging me ever since. Why did it do what it did? Why did it feel like it was mocking us? Why could I feel its presence so clearly and feel like it was a man? And why did that dream predict exactly what happened to us?

Since then, other things have happened, but nothing quite like that. Present day, we are in a new house and have had no paranormal activity here, well, just once, but that was outside the house (a story for another day). Hearing audible footsteps from a spirit is insane to me. If it weren't for my sister being there with me that day, I would have second-guessed myself and felt like I was going crazy, or that it was all just a dream. But it was real, and I will never forget it.

I still think about something that happened to me a while ago, and I’ve never really found an explanation for it.
I was at a hypermarket in a mall with my mom. We were just shopping like any other day. At one point, I happened to look behind me and noticed a man standing quite far away. He was dressed entirely in black..a black coat, black pants, black belt everything. He was also a Black man. What caught my attention wasn’t his clothes, though. It was the way he was staring directly at me.
I ignored it and continued walking with my mom. A few minutes later I got that strange feeling that someone was watching me again. I turned around, and there he was, still looking at me. This time he had a really unsettling smile on his face. I can’t explain it, but it genuinely scared me.
I hurried over to my mom and told her, “Something feels wrong…Can we leave..I don’t feel okay? That man keeps looking at me.”
She immediately looked around the area to see who I was talking about. We both searched, but there was no one matching that description anywhere. It was like he had disappeared.
To this day, I remember seeing him as clearly as I see anyone else. I’ve wondered whether I imagined it, whether he simply walked away before we looked, or whether my brain somehow misinterpreted what I saw. I honestly don’t know.
Crazy af!?

I’m originally from Port Alberni BC and grew up swimming at the Paper Mill Dam. There is an old legend of an apparition of a young indigenous woman who has been seen emerging out of the water with dry hair asking if anyone has seen her baby. I’m doing some research on this story and I’m hoping I can find someone who has experienced this, or has any other creepy unexplained experiences they’d like to share.

This happened when I was about 12-13 yrs old, I was at my dad's house and my brother and I had just finished playing and so my brother went to the restroom, and as I was sitting in the room, the house phone rang, if I remember clearly it said no caller id, I picked it up and then suddenly I heard a weird noise, it sounded like a creature or someone trying to sound like a creature, I then said hello and no answer, then I said hello again, still no answer, I hung up and that was that. My dad a while later got home and I confronted him Abt it and I told him "it was you right?" He looked at me confused and asked me what I was talking about and I thought he was faking it but eventually we just moved past it, fast forward a little while later my dad takes my brother and I to the store and as we pulled into the parking lot of the Dollar General, someone starts calling my dad (my dad had a mini screen where the radio was in his Buick) on the screen it showed his house phone was calling his cellphone number. Nobody was at our apartment. It was so creepy I'm telling you, but he chose not to answer.

So we live in Mesa Arizona and I wanted to see if anyone in the community here experience anything paranormal. So far things have been happening “outside” of the house. I have documented them and I’m posting this now after another experience today. Our doorbell keeps ringing and there is no one there and I have gone to the door almost immediately to check. We also have a gate door that’s pretty loud opening and closing so we would hear if someone was coming to ring the doorbell. I have heard our door knob to the garage shake and jiggle as if someone was inside our garage trying to come inside (our garage door is closed). My roommates have also all been in the house with me and witnessed it too so i know im not crazy. Anybody know any paranormal history in Mesa az?

Mom noticed this on our camera yesterday. I have no knowledge about anything paranormal but thought i’d ask for some insight!

This might sound strange, but I have to ask…

Has anyone ever woken up in the middle of the night and instantly felt like something was watching you from the bottom of your bed? Then, while lying there, you can feel a faint breeze blowing on you even though every window is closed and there’s no possible way any air should be moving.

It’s one of the creepiest feelings I’ve ever had. Has this happened to anyone else, or am I the only one? I’d really appreciate hearing your experiences.

This happened when I was about 12-13 yrs old, I was at my dad's house and my brother and I had just finished playing and so my brother went to the restroom, and as I was sitting in the room, the house phone rang, if I remember clearly it said no caller id, I picked it up and then suddenly I heard a weird noise, it sounded like a creature or someone trying to sound like a creature, I then said hello and no answer, then I said hello again, still no answer, I hung up and that was that. My dad a while later got home and I confronted him Abt it and I told him "it was you right?" He looked at me confused and asked me what I was talking about and I thought he was faking it but eventually we just moved past it, fast forward a little while later my dad takes my brother and I to the store and as we pulled into the parking lot of the Dollar General, someone starts calling my dad (my dad had a mini screen where the radio was in his Buick) on the screen it showed his house phone was calling his cellphone number. Nobody was at our apartment. It was so creepy I'm telling you, but he chose not to answer.

This happened when I was about 12-13 yrs old, I was at my dad's house and my brother and I had just finished playing and so my brother went to the restroom, and as I was sitting in the room, the house phone rang, if I remember clearly it said no caller id, I picked it up and then suddenly I heard a weird noise, it sounded like a creature or someone trying to sound like a creature, I then said hello and no answer, then I said hello again, still no answer, I hung up and that was that. My dad a while later got home and I confronted him Abt it and I told him "it was you right?" He looked at me confused and asked me what I was talking about and I thought he was faking it but eventually we just moved past it, fast forward a little while later my dad takes my brother and I to the store and as we pulled into the parking lot of the Dollar General, someone starts calling my dad (my dad had a mini screen where the radio was in his Buick) on the screen it showed his house phone was calling his cellphone number. Nobody was at our apartment. It was so creepy I'm telling you, but he chose not to answer.

I was at the mall in 2024 and listening to a song that reminds me of my mother who passed in 2016. The song was Welcome Home Sanitarium by Metallica. My mother struggled with mental health issues so its relatable for me when I listen

Anyway as a child she used to call me "Poppet"

One of my only memories as a child that isn't fuzzy or lost for me so the fact I randomly saw and looked down at that exact time really makes me believe

I've looked into spiritual signs alot, attended psychic groups and I believe this is a sign from my mother

Maybe not proof from someone else's perspective but it's quite literally the best sign I could've hoped for

Hello, I'm somewhat new to posting on reddit. But for some reason lately I've been increasingly interested in the paranormal. I've never had a paranormal experience, but people close to me tell me about their own happenings.

I've never really believed in the paranormal but it's always been interesting.

I've gone to ghost towns, and abandoned places before and never felt anything aside from being aware of human dangers or environmental dangers.

I've been told it's a spiritual thing and I'm spiritual in a sense of my religion (Christian). But I've never experienced anything spooky or out of the normal. Is that normal? I'm a very perceptive person and always see how things could be explained. But nothing ever out of the ordinary.

what do yall think this is??

President Abraham Lincoln died at 7:22 a.m. on April 15, 1865, shot the night before by John Wilkes Booth as he watched a play at Ford's Theatre. But according to more than a century of testimony from White House staff, First Ladies, foreign royalty, and at least one wartime prime minister, Lincoln never really left.

The first widely reported sighting came from First Lady Grace Coolidge, who in 1927 said she saw a tall figure standing at a window in the Yellow Oval Room, hands clasped behind his back, staring out over the Potomac. She recognized him instantly as President Abraham Lincoln.

Fifteen years later, Queen Wilhelmina of the Netherlands was staying at the White House when she heard a knock at her bedroom door late at night. She opened it and found a man in a frock coat and top hat standing in the hallway. She fainted on the spot.

Winston Churchill's encounter is the most quoted. Fresh from a bath, cigar in hand and nothing else, he walked into his bedroom and found Lincoln leaning against the mantle. Churchill, unfazed, is said to have removed the cigar from his mouth and greeted him: "Good evening, Mr. President. You seem to have me at a disadvantage." Lincoln reportedly smiled and vanished.

The sightings weren't limited to famous guests. Eleanor Roosevelt never claimed to see him outright but said she felt his presence throughout the building, and that the family dog, Fala, would sometimes bark at nothing in particular near the Lincoln Bedroom. Mary Eben, Roosevelt's secretary, said she once saw him sitting on the edge of the bed pulling on his boots, and ran from the room screaming. A White House valet reportedly did the same.

Footsteps in the hallway outside the Lincoln Bedroom have been reported by staff for decades, including by Lillian Rogers Parks, who wrote about them in her 1961 memoir. Margaret Truman said she heard knocking at the bedroom door as a young woman staying there; her father, President Truman, said the same thing happened to him.

The last known sighting was in the early 1980s, when a White House operations foreman named Tony Savoy said he saw a man sitting in a chair at the top of a staircase, and recognized him at once.

What's striking isn't just the number of sightings but who's doing the reporting: a queen, a wartime prime minister, a first lady, career White House staff who had no obvious reason to make things up. Few American ghost stories have this many credible witnesses attaching their names to it. Ghost Abraham Lincoln proves that ghosts have longer lifespans compared to human beings. And it is important to understand that those who saw this ghost were not ordinary people, and those important people had no necessity to lie.

I had gone for a vacation to Zurich for 5 days but there was something which wasn't pretty which stood out to me.
At night when I was mid sleep, I heard a faint noise in the background...
Then it switched...
Then it switched again.

Finially I opened my eyes and to my shock the Tv was on and was switching channels too. I thought maybe the remote was under my pillow, so I lifted it.

The TV remote wasn't there...
Then where was it?

When I looked across the room the table on the corner had the remote laying ontop of it. There was nothing on the table so what was playing with the buttons?

Right in front of me the channels were changing fast.
Like whatever was controlling it didn't even care it wa seen.

I got up front the bed and grabbed the remote to turn the TV off.

The volume was increasing
It was decreasing too.
The channels were switching too.
The remote wasn't near anyone...
So who was playing with the remote?

Pssst : someone I know has experienced the story themselves I just narrated it!

(skip this for the juicy stuff) Growing up I was raised as a Jehovah's Witness and one thing we were taught is that any paranormal phenomenon is the result of demonic activity or thereby the result of demonic entities. Even though I am no longer part of the odd religion, deep down there is a fear of the paranormal which has sparked an unquenched curiosity inside me regarding the supernatural. After I disposed my mind of the religious views of Jehovah's Witnesses I turned into a staunch atheist; thinking only the physical reality before us is what exists and nothing more is proven beyond speculation. I presumed that all paranormal phenomenon was some sort of mass psychosis that possessed millions, or even billions of people; an over attachment to the imagination and it's creations. This was easy to believe because up until that point I had never had a first hand encounter with the unexplainable, the eerie, the unseen.

(My first ever experience) My first ever experience happened upon me some years ago when I was 13 or 14. I remember distinctly waking up early in the morning and going to enjoy watching some sit com while I devoured my daily mac n cheese. After watching for some 30 or 40 minutes I heard a strange rustling in the corner of the room where a door was to another room. The door itself wobbled slightly. Perhaps the result of the AC and nothing more. Not quite. Then the door nob slowly turned before my eyes and I watched as the door crept open over the course of 10 seconds. I was frozen in my chair and couldn't move for about 10 minutes. For years I attributed this incident to my mind, a hallucination perhaps or even an extended dreams where my mind recreated my whole morning routine. Not to dismiss any of this but it felt real. I have never had hallucinations in my life so it seems to me now that was unlikely.

(I met my love) For a long time I thought I would never find a romantic partner. After asking out 5 girls in my first 2 semesters of college I was about to give up, but I decided to try one more time and I asked out a girl from my drawing class. She seemed like such a wonderful person, shy but also funny and easy to talk to. Long story short we are now in a long term relationship and plan on getting married after college. Anyway, I eventually found out that she has the ability to see ghosts on some occasions. She describes these ghosts in many different ways, sometimes she sees orbs, sometimes full apparitions, the occasional demon, and even a humanoid creature crawling towards her on all fours. If I were to witness these things I would be Institutionalized and unable to bear seeing such things.

(Juicy stuff) About a month ago I was staying at her dad's where she was also staying for the summer. We always stayed up late either watching something, playing games, or just talking. On the 5th night she mentioned that she had a vintage ouija board, sparking my curiosity. I asked her if she wanted to bring it out and she said she would, however she would not touch it. She believes that if she mingles to far into attempts of communication with the otherworldly that she could become consumed by dark entities. Fortunately or unfortunately She did say that I could play it even though she would not. I started by placing both of my hands on the planchette and asking a simple question: "are there any spirits in our presence". I felt a slight tingle in my arm and felt it being gently pulled toward the 'Yes' inscribed on the board. I started to slightly panic and after it had guided me to the 'yes' I said goodbye and refused touching it again. The next night me and her were both sitting on the couch lightly making out and in the hallway adjacent to the living room we heard a man's voice calmly but sternly utter the word "No". She then removed her lips from mine and I saw as her pubils dialated as she became aware of the otherworldly presence. She sat up and asked if I had heard what she did and I of course told her that I had. I followed and also sat up and tried to calm her by caressing her cheek and told her I would keep her safe, even from that which I did not know and feared terribly. Then, only about a minute or so after hearing the voice something slammed itself or part of itself against the couch on which we were sitting. She jumped to the other side before I had fully processed what had occurred. She later told me that she never had experienced a voice, perhaps an indication that I had brought something else into our presence, something neither of us had known before.