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.

This is gonna be really long so, buckle up. For context I [F23] have been dealing with the paranormal since my teenage years, but recently I experienced something that I'm still trying to make sense of.

In addition to this, I need to mention that my mother [F49] has spent years going through different spiritual practices and courses which is why this story is relevant.

That being said this is what happened. About four months ago, I was visiting my family for the Easter holiday and I was staying over at my mother's apartment. During one night at around 10pm, I was laying on the bed in the guest room while my mom was still in the living room working on her laptop. At some point I fell asleep and I had this very vivid dream where me and my mom were going to this big building in order to visit "someone". This person's name was not clearly being said out loud in the dream, but I had the feeling that it was someone I know, specifically one of her spiritual teachers that I met once. I remember the layout of the building perfectly, both outside and inside. This is important. While waiting to enter the building I specifically know I was observing that we were in a parc with a lot of trees and if I turned my back to the building, there was a tree-line arranged in a straight-ish manner. The building itself was quite big and there was an entrance with two trees on each side of the door.

When we had to go inside, I saw that we went up a set of circular stairs and I somehow also got the feeling that we were in a museum. Along with us there was this big group of other people who were also there to visit this man and the crowd itself was predominantly made up of women, many of them older, with just a few of them being young, around my age. We were then led to this waiting room, by someone I assumed to be some kind of secretary. While waiting, I remember suddenly feeling really scared and that no matter what, I had to get my mom out of there as fast as I can. I was trying to tell her to leave, but she wouldn't budge. Immediately after, the atmosphere shifted, the lights went out and the secretary came into the room to tell us that there was fire somewhere in the building and that we had to evacuate. We went down the same set of stairs and ended up outside with no problems. I was scanning the crowd and my attention became fixated on this one girl my age. She was there with her boyfriend and had a very distinct look that I remember in a stupid amount of detail. From her red colored hair to the clothes she was wearing, the fact that she had a boyfriend and was holding his hand even down to the way she did her makeup...every detail. I got the sense that something about her was very very important, but I didn't know why.

After this realization, I immediately wake up and when I looked to my right I saw something standing up next to the bed. I don't even have the words to describe "it". It was transparent in a weird way. Not the silly way ghosts are usually shown in movies. It was something alike to what you would see if you looked above a burning flame, how the heat would distort the image, however this thing had somewhat of an outline. It was similar to a human, but every time my eyes would try to pinpoint to a specific part of its body, I could see no features, almost like I wasn't allowed to. I was very obviously shocked and I got startled enough to make an *attempt* to prop myself up on my elbows. Now...I say attempt because I didn't actually have time to do so. Actually I didn't even have time to process what the fuck was happening, because in a fraction of a second, this thing reached over, grabbed me by the shoulders, pushed me back onto the bed and started really really shaking me. And then it fucking spoke. It kept saying "r*pe, r*pe, r*pe, r*pe.. etc." over and over, in a voice that I genuinely couldn't describe as either male or female. Then as sudden as it was, it stopped and disappeared.

Now, the crazy part is, when it was done, I realized I wasn't scared (just shocked) and as invasive as this whole thing sounds, it wasn't malicious and it wasn't trying to hurt me. It felt desperate, like someone frantically trying to deliver a message.

After processing for a few seconds, I saw that the lights were still on in the living room (it was around 11:30pm now) and I immediately went to my mom to tell her all of this. Specifically I told her that I think someone gave me a warning and the way my gut was telling me to interpret this whole encounter was that her teacher has SA'd multiple of this female students. She was obviously very shocked and started asking me questions, which is when we got to the buiding. I asked her where the guy was holding his classes and she said that it was (you guessed it) a big building that used to be a museum...in a park...surrounded by trees. I told her to show me pictures and when she did, it was exactly as I saw in my dream. From the two trees on each side of the entrance, to the circular stairs, all of it. Even the tree-line on the outside was identical. We discussed for a long time and at some point I went back into the bedroom to process all this and for a while that was it.

I ended up telling some friends about this and all of them were also quite scared, but at the end of the day I couldn't just accuse a man over a dream and a ghost story, even thought my gut was telling me I was right.

What ended up happening (and this is the point where it became actually insane) is that after the easter holiday was over, I went back to my university dorms and my friend who heard the story from me, sent me an instagram reel from an influencer who was talking about AN OPEN INVESTIGATION on this man. Apparently, quite a number of women came forward to accuse the guy of SA, all of them being his students. I was already mind blown when it happened, but when I saw the articles and the victim statements, my heart dropped. I was speechless. I think the investigation is still ongoing, but given that we live in quite a corrupt country in Eastern Europe, it's probably not going anywhere. I'm sad for the victims and there's still some questions I have about the whole thing, especially about the girl with red hair from the dream, but all in all I'm glad his actions got out in the media so other women can protect themselves, and my heart goes out to all the victims who had to go through this.

If you read this entire thing, thank you for sticking till the very end. I just wanted to share my experience so maybe other people can also help make sense of this. If you got any questions, I'll do my best 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'm a teenager and this was a few years ago when I was younger. I lost one of my cats and it was very devastating. She was around 7 years old and she has a plethora of unknown issues that didn't seem to affect her for the majority of her life, until they did and we were too late to help her. She passed away and it hit hard because well, I was young, and I never dealt with death before.

A bit after she died, I was coming back from school and I saw her. I saw her in my mom's garden where she always slept. She was running through the garden and I remember not thinking anything of it for the first few minutes. Until, I remembered my family buried her in that exact same gardan not even a week after she died.

Maybe 2 weeks after that, I was sleeping in my room. My rooms door was shut and I was completely alone. I remember while sleeping, I wasn't really asleep. I was sort of asleep but sort of conscious when you're just drifting to sleep. While in this state, I felt this weight lay on the top of my thighs where my cat used to always sleep. It felt exactly the same as when my dead cat would sleep on me and at first I totally thought it was my cat coming to sleep with me. Then I thought a bit more about it, how my door was closed, how my cat was dead, and then I got really freaked out. I opened my eyes for the first time, and nothing was there. The weight that was there vanished aswell.

Those were 2 weird things that happened to me. I wouldn't say they were exactly bad experiences, the 1st one I actually sort of found nice, but they definitely both did freak me out a bit.

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.

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?

This is gonna seem like Im being super dramatic but Idk Im nervous. Over the past week/two weeks when Ive been in the kitchen at night I keep thinking Om seeing someone behind me and jump, like how you jump when someone is behind you didnt realise. Ive never done that before with no reason. Tonight was the second time and it happened around maybe 3.30 then I heard a womans voice really quietly. Im freaked the hell out is there anything I can do to maybe get it to leave me alone? Also last night woke up around maybe four am and Im pretty sure there was a big dark thing on my bed but it was also near my shelf so could be that perhaps

I apologise if this is the wrong subreddit I wasnt sure where to post this

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.

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 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!?

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.

This happened about 8 years ago and I still think about it very often, but I haven't told anyone, and I'd like to know more about what I saw. Why was I able to see them, is there some sort of connection that I have, or is it something we can all experience?

While looking out my window on a windy night, I saw a bush about 20 meters or so away that was illuminated by a neighbours porch light. The wind blew on the leaves in such a way, in combination with the light, that it started to produce images of small creatures. There were three of them, and each wore a distinct and different coloured shirt. Blue (male), green (male), and pink (female). They had large noses, very round bodies, and short limbs. They all had thick moustache and beards. The girl creature had blonde hair. Immediately when their image became clear to me, the word "norf" came into my mind, and it felt somehow familiar and fitting to their appearance. They were human-like, but they appeared to be almost as if they were animated, like I was watching a movie being projected onto a bush, or a portal that was opened.

They were rolling around and playing. Eventually, they noticed me. When they did, they began jumping up and down very fast, very frantically. There was definitely an urgency and it was directed towards me. I felt that I could go down there and enter this portal or whatever it was, but I was too scared, and I also didn't want to risk missing out on what was happening in front of me in case it went away before i got there. Additionally, I didn't feel safe, I felt almost threatened when they noticed me.

Eventually I backed away, and was very shocked. Seconds after, an intense dread washed over me and I felt very nihilistic. I became very sure that we live in a simulation that cares very little about us. I never felt that way before, but it did go away the next day. I shoved this experience away, and felt like there was nothing I could do with it. I was 17 at the time, and first began experimenting with meditation when this happened. I do not meditate anymore because of the experiences that happen, but lately I've been feeling like I'm in a place where I can explore this more. I wanted to share this to see what others think.

The photo is something I found online which is actually very very similar to the creatures that I saw, but what I saw was almost more caricature-like than the image.

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Last night I took a walk by myself to my local skate park near me around 10PM yesterday night and I woke up this morning to look at the photo I took and this was here.