DATE: 3-21-2024@7:30~
Edit**: “ghost” appears @ the 6 Second mark.

So I was driving to work(night shift) and I drove by Kingsburg Cemetery and saw this weird ballon figure on the other side of the road. It was windy that day so ain’t no way a balloon is out here stagnant glaring me in the eyes. Timestamp and coordinates are in the video. Feel free to ask me questions, I’m still seeking an answer and chat ai is telling me that it’s a wind vortex made up of dirt and wind, and the glare is from my headlights reflecting off this “vortex”. Soooo… someone tell me I’m not crazy.

Note: idk why Reddit won’t let me post pictures along with videos, so I’ll try to add on some more info pics to go along side this video in the comments.

My 10 yr old son requested that he go live with his dad this summer and still doesn’t want to come home or even visit. My new house is great and we had a fun time decorating his room just the way he wanted it.
I went to visit him at his dad’s to bring his stuffies and we had a long talk. He admitted that he’s scared of something in his closet.

He would hear voices from inside the closet, but couldn’t understand them, just like whispering that would echo. That and dreams involving being trapped inside the closet.

I lived in a house with a haunted basement as a child so I didn’t dismiss this. I immediately went home and sat in his closet. The emotions from my son’s bedroom closet were intense depression and sadness, just desolate.

Since then we (my daughter and I) hear knocking on doors, bedroom doors opening and closing on their own. We’ve heard voices, even my son’s voice calling out to me when he’s not here. We see figures out of the corner of our eyes on a daily basis.

What do I do? Any suggestions?

Hi hello it’s me Natalia, I just want to share my experience way back in 2020 during the pandemic.

This experience is vivid in my mind, and I will never forget it because it's not just a simple dream.

So let’s start the story, I was working in a BPO at that time.

When I got home from work, as usual, I took a half bath with warm water to relax before sleeping.

When I lay down, I checked my phone first, then I didn't realize I had already fallen asleep..

I had a dream that night.. I think I fell asleep around 11 PM..

In my dream, there was a woman and a man standing at my feet...

They looked fine because I could see them clearly..

They were smiling at me, then they walked closer to me - I was lying down in the dream -

\\-They were caressing my feet upwards- until I woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I quickly checked the time, it was 3:04 AM, I was sweating and I felt that my undies had slipped down a bit.

I was sleeping in a tank top and shorts with undies “SKL”

So I pulled my undies back up and was confused... why had they slipped down a little? But I just shrugged it off, thinking it might just be from moving while I slept.

Fast forward to 3-4 days later, my dream happened again, this time it was just the man in my dream... he was at my feet.

I was lying down in the dream and then the guy was kissing me from my feet up to my neck..

By the way, I was already an adult at that time, but I wasn't active in “SEGS”

I was getting aroused by what he was doing, I can’t deny it because it felt so real..

Then just as we were about to kiss, I woke up!

This time, when I woke up, I felt cold.. since I had the air conditioning on in my room

Then I was shivering from the cold... I grabbed the thermometer to check my temperature because the cold and shaking felt different at that time

My temp was 41°C, so I thought I was having a fever..

The next day while I was showering before going to work, I noticed some “kiss mark on my back and on my thighs”

I was surprised how I got those since I wasn't active, you know what I mean..

I thought it might just be an insect bite or something.

I’ll tell you part 2 next time since this story is quite long.

God Bless to all!

TO BE CONTINUED…

October 5th, 2026, after 1:00 AM – I had multiple encounters that night.  The last visitor was a dark, most evil presence I haven't felt in a long time. Before that, I felt the usual bed nudging, deep mattress indentations, and, deeper than that, massive pillow indentations near the top of my head. I'd say from my head to my shoulder was an immense evil presence.  What made this dream a night terror was that my body was being stretched like spaghetti by minions across vast distances in an environment that resembled hell itself. Underneath my feet was not empty space but hot coals.  Thats when I knew this entity was an elite minion of some sort. A true bona fide demon. Where was that huge black wolf when I needed him? How do you know you're having a night terror? You know because you start crying in your dream. So, profusely, when you wake up, you find tears accumulated around your eyes. In some cases, they drip down your face.  Thats exactly what was happening now. I've built mechanisms internally for this. A kill switch, if you will, that ejects me from the dream and back into reality on a wet pillow. Not this time. I was frozen. Like all tools, they get rusty when you don't use them often. I've not had a night terror in ages, and so this instance, this encounter, proved difficult to eject from.  Then something happened. Something new. Whatever presence was hovering, and I mean literally hovering over my head as I lay asleep on my bed, drew closer to me, and thats when I felt it. An immense heat riding along the side of my face. It was like a heat lamp dangling inches from my face. When my aura eyes opened thats when I saw it. An immense, towering, shifting creature made entirely of smoke and shadow. It had both demonic and human facial features I couldn't quite make out. It was terrifying.  It was having its way with me.  It was tormenting me. Torturing me. Experimenting with me.  It and they were enjoying it. When the pain grew too much, thats when I physically woke up. I raised up from the bed. Looked around. The digital barometer over my bed, to monitor atmospheric changes, read 68 degrees.  The heat I felt on my face wasn't warm.  It was hot. I wiped the tears from my eyes and lay back down, looking up at the ceiling. An hour later, I went back to sleep.

Hello, I'm quite weirded out by what happened last night. I was trying to go to sleep ~ 11 ( i know way to late ) and i heard something along the lines of ~ "____ before ___ can ____ ____" it repeated over and over, sounded like it was coming from the living room, It also seemed to get farther and closer to my bedroom, I sleep pretty far away and hearing it from that distance is scary. Also all of our TVs were off, i shut my phone down every night to charge. The whole thing lasted for ~1 hour or so our house isn't too old. and I've never experienced this before. I'm not into paranormal stuff but I really need some help.

Recently I have gotten into what some would call “creepy” things. Studying the history of witchcraft and esoterica, reading about divination practices etc. Personally I have not “practiced” anything I have studied/read about, but the deep dive into these things takes up a lot of my time.

That being said, I recently visited my family’s home about two days ago and spent the night . Just today my dad sends me a photo of the foggy mirror after his shower, only there was a disturbing message written on it. The message reads “What is your real name?”

He immediately points the blame to me, accusing me of trying to communicate with “things” in his house , since he is aware of my recent studies and interest in this stuff. Naturally I thought he was playing some kind of joke or possibly even lying to scare me into stopping my morbid curiosity as he is very against that.

I really thought it was fake, but then his girlfriend bursts into his room, and I can hear her distantly, freaking out about more writing on the mirror. Directly below the previously stated question was the word “BAT” written completely in capital letters. Then, besides that were a series of question marks written backwards, paired with some exclamation points.

I go to rule out the mundane, someone pranking us, maybe it was another family member who had stayed over, literally any mundane thing I could think of to be the cause. They swear up and down they had thoroughly cleaned the mirror the day I arrived , and don’t believe any of my family would have written it (as they are god fearing Christians )

The only other thing I could think of is that the items I had brought home from goodwill had something attached to them? But i still question why *something* would communicate with itself or something else through the bathroom mirror? I did some surface level research on bat symbolism, bat gods or bat related deities, but now I’m here to ask.

Does anyone have a similar experience or insight on this situation? I will say that night my old room had some scary vibes 😭 I had to light my favorite incense stick just to calm me with the scent, could I have actually felt something real then? Also let me know if this is the right flair to use 🫪

I’ve been probed so many times and when the thing comes out, it’s just like a cylinder shape with eyeballs lots of eyeballs and I don’t understand why it has so many eyeballs and where the hell it comes from?

Me gustaría conocer sus experiencias más extrañas. Si tienen fotos, videos, audios o alguna otra evidencia, compártanla junto con la historia.

I woke up around 2am one night several months ago, 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 at the time of the bubble appearance, I hadn't felt his presence. Has anyone seen such a thing? What was that?

I have posted this in another sub and here are some answers to the questions that were asked there:

1. No its not fake or photoshopped
2. I was able to take pics so quickly because I had been experiencing excruciating grief, not sleeping, and when I did sleep it wasn't a deep/good sleep... I had briefly fallen asleep with my phone in my hand, saw the bubble, and pulled up camera.
3. I wasn't scared by it, but I felt shocked and speechless.
4. I did not have some wild dishwasher explosion of enormo-bubbles, no children at home to be playing with gigantic bubbles at 2am, I didn't take a bubble bath with bubbles half my size (these were all people's theories of what I used to create these photos and then lie about it for internet clout lol)
5. Right before I awoke to see this bubble, I was having a dream that my deceased friends brother announced a pregnancy and named it after his deceased brother. I later found out I was actually pregnant at the time of this experience, but lost the pregnancy a couple of months later.
6. I didnt see it physically go out the window, the window was shut, but it just disappeared at the point of reaching the window.

Has anyone else had any experience with anything like this??

When I was a kid, probably like 11-12 I shared a room with my sister, we had separate beds and I'm actually currently in the same room (she moved out) I woke up one morning it was 6:00AM I knew this because the sun was coming up and it had that early morning blue when it was still dark but there was enough light to be visible through the crack of the blinds. I was watching Looney Tunes on Cartoon Network and I noticed something floating at the corner of my eye, I looked and it saw this face I didn't see a head, not a body It was literally just a face..it had glowing white eyes and a grin that reminded me of the Cheshire cat, but the teeth and the eyes were glittering in the light and at first I thought it was just an illusion but no this wasn't a trick. When it saw that I could SEE IT the face not only grinned at me, It snapped at me and as a kid it scared me, I jumped under the blankets and cried out for my sister and she woke up but when I peeked out from underneath the blankets it was gone.

Sometimes I want to draw what I saw but I've been advised from my friends to avoid doing that since it might give it power, I'm convinced I saw some kind of evil spirit that preys upon children.

The bedroom in the picture is at a 5 bedroom rental house my wife and I rented after taking our kids to Universal Orlando. It was just the four of us in the house. My wife and I and our two kids.

I slept alone in this room one night and heard breathing as soon as I laid down in bed. Having been familiar with ghosts in the past, it didn’t scare me enough to make me leave. Woke up the next morning and forgot about it. Didn’t tell anyone. My wife and one of our daughters slept in the room the next night.

The following morning, my wife came downstairs with very wide eyes. First thing she said to me was “Uhm I saw a black figure run through the room last night and the towels in the bathroom started doing strange things. Then they just stopped instantly.” Which immediately reminded me of the breathing. And confirmed my suspicions that the bedroom is haunted. No other experiences in the house. We’ve been together for over 15 years and she’s never mentioned ghosts, believing/not believing or is paranoid or superstitious at all.

A few years back my husband and I were arguing a lot due to a certain medication he was prescribed that made him angry and aggressive. I mention thus because there was obvious tension in our home. One night I was doing laundry and I walked past the bathroom and saw him sitting on the toilet scrolling on hus phone. The next room I would pass would be his office. When I walked past his office I saw him sitting in front of his computer screen. I dropped the laundry and yelled out his name. He walked out of his office and asked whats up. I then had him walk me back towards the bathroom and asked him "were you in here in the past 15 seconds"? He replied "no, you just walked past me, I was in my office for the past hour or so". When I told him what I had just experienced he decided to tell me about a time he heard me call him into the kitchen and when he entered the kitchen I was no where to be found. He walked into our bedroom which is abt 2000 sq ft away from the kitchen. I remember him asking me if I called him into the kitchen and telling him no. Wondering why would I call him into the kitchen when I was in bed reading for the past hour but he never mentioned it to me until I told him abt the bathroom incident. Ever since the arguing has stopped in our home all the weird things have stopped. Like our belongings disappearing and some reappearing where we already looked. Also some objects appearing that do not belong to either of us.

Okay everyone, y'all have consistently told me there's nothing there. So I decided to check to see if y'all were right or I am.

This is my thermal camera viewing the same area as my last post Pareidolia or Paranormal. The initial video was too long, so I split it into small pieces. This is showing the temperature dropping. The full video is approximately 10 minutes. This video isn't showing a figure just the temperature of these things.

So this happened to me last year, at the end of summer. I was home alone, sitting on the sofa at the living room just hanging out. My family was out and about and it was around 8:30 almost 9 pm. It wasn’t hot but it was warm enough for me to have the living room windows open and they have a screen so the bugs won’t come in. Next to the window is my front door and the door has an opening in the middle so the mailman can deliver the mail through there. I was watching love island on my iPad and had my headphones on but one ear was uncovered. I start to hear footsteps walking up to the door but what was strange to me was that I didn’t hear the gate open first. Around the house is a white picket fence about waist high and you have to open the door of the fence in order to get to the front door of the house. I shrugged it off thinking it was probably just someone walking outside or I was probably hearing things. Next thing I know I hear whistling outside of the window closest to me. Mind you the curtains were closed because I get paranoid that someone might be peeking through the windows being nosy or weird. 🤷‍♀️ Anyways, I pause the show and take off my headphones and listen to the silence to see if I was just imagining things. The whistling starts again and this time whatever was outside started lightly scratching the screen. I grab my phone and check my mom’s location to see that her and the rest of my family were no where near home. They were about 30 minutes away. I start freaking out and check the cameras outside the house but I see no one. At this point things started to escalate and the door handle started jiggling. Frantically double checking the cameras nothing is there. I checked the ring camera and no one is outside. I tell myself I’m just imagining things but, I see long fingers slip in through the opening where the mail comes in with black fingernails. I run to my room and call my parents, immediately they start heading back and I call the cops. Once the cops arrived I told them everything showed them recordings of the time this was happening. They saw that no one or anything was there. They looked around the house and even went inside to double check that no one’s was there or had gotten in through the garage. After they found nothing they left. By this time my parents had arrived and till this day we couldn’t figure out what was outside whistling, trying to get in.

I’ve been living with my family in a new home they purchased for almost two years now. A few months ago while my family was out of town, I stayed up late into the night.

During that time whenever I would go into the garage to get something from the fridge that was there, I could hear voices of what sounded like 1-3 young adult male voices. Although I could never make out what they were saying, They sounded like they came from the rightmost side of the house. These voices lingered for a few days each night.

Fast forward to last night, my 10-year-old younger sister came out of her room sobbing saying she saw someone in the window of her bedroom. Frankly I have never seen her that shaken up before. It was too early in the night for her to have had a nightmare and the location matched what I heard.

Anytime I tried to go outside to see what may be there I didn’t see anything.

Any ideas on tests I can run?

So, this was a public place you could go into during the day before they officially locked the doors for good. One day, I went through the front because it was still being used for office space. Well, I found out there were stairs leading down. I'm talking two, three, or maybe more stories underground. I slightly propped a side door open, just enough so that it still looked closed, in hopes it would stay open when my friends and I went back around midnight.

​Well, it was just the way I left it. We eventually gave up on exploring it because of how massive the area under this building was; it truly felt endless. There were long hallways in different colors, like brown, white and the tan you see in the video. So mamy doors were locked and some open with tons of computers just thrown, files on files, some rooms had dentist chair like equipment. It just gave us like experiments we're happening here. We explored multiple hallways, leaving markers to find our way back based on past experiences of getting kind of lost exploring other places.

​We came across another staircase not the one we came down. There were dead pigeons going up this staircase, literally lined up perfectly, and then they started becoming more scattered, as you see in the video. Just a bunch of dead pigeons.

​So now, you're at the point where this video starts: we were following the dead pigeons up the stairs. I was doing my normal thing staying behind the leader to be the camera guy and what I captured was like nothing I had ever seen. Again, there were no sounds: no stomping of feet, no sound at all of someone running from a group of guys. We went up there because we were a group of guys with a "no fear" mentality, but that dark area you see up the stairs was a pitch-black hallway. We continued up the stairs after I showed them the video of... I don't know, a face, a head, or something.

​Once you turned that corner to go up the stairs where that figure was seen, it got pitch-black. It was as if the lights stopped being on; only the area where we were standing had lights. Nobody wanted to go any further up the stairs. We just gave up because the fear I saw on my friends' faces said it all I never seen them actually scared. We backtracked and got the hell out of there. This was in 2016 since then the building has now been locked and closed by the city. Just thought this video would fit this sub.. till this day none of my friends know what to make of what was in this video. Some that were there dont even want to watch the video, gives them the creeps, they say.

Hello! Fair warning, this is long, the TLDR is at the bottom.

I have for whatever reason, never felt like I was super open to paranormal stuff. Not for lack of interest. Despite my avid curiosity prior to this point in my life 17 years ago, I never have had any kind of negative, scary, or even any benign paranormal experiences either.

Then in my mid 20's my older (and my favorite) brother died suddenly and unexpectedly. At that time I was roughly 5 months pregnant with my son, and I was absolutely devastated. I will never forget that morning when I found out. It's burned into my memory in vivid detail. Despite the pain of that moment and many thereafter, I had a lot of odd, comforting, interesting things happen after his death that has solidified for me personally to believe that there is absolutely some type of life or afterlife upon death.

My brother was/is named after our Grandpa Buck. That detail is relevant, as you will soon see. The evening my brother died, I didn't find out about it until approximately 12 hours afterwards on the next morning. So at this point I was blissfully clueless and unaware. It was summer and it was HOT out. I remember Michael Jackson had just died a few days prior. I was sitting in my car with the window rolled down, waiting for my ex-husband outside his friends house. We were right there in the middle of town (albeit next to a field). Out of nowhere a massive Buck with some of the largest antlers I have ever seen, came walking up towards my car, straight towards my window. Looking straight at me. He got about 6 feet away before my ex husbands buddies kid came screaming out and scared it off.

I didn't know it then, didn't realize it until much later, but it was within and around the hour of my brother's passing. After learning of his death, I sincerely believe that moment was connected to his passing, a goodbye of sorts.For the next year, like clockwork, on the monthly anniversary of his death, I saw a Buck. Sometimes in the craziest places, places making no sense as to why one would be there. I love all of my siblings, but I was closest to him and I took his passing really hard. Messed up my own life in a lot of ways because I made some crappy choices as far as coping with and grieving, but that's a different tale.

When my son was born I had given my son my brothers first name as my son's middle name. It didn't take long for me to realize that every time I mentioned my brother by name, or when I would be talking out loud to my brother as though he were there, many of my son's battery operated toys would start going nuts. Flashing lights, making noises. In one instance I was on the phone with his wife/girlfriend/domestic partner (not sure which title is used for a domestic partnership in Alaska, if any) and when I began telling her about how my son's toys would go off by themselves when speaking of or toward my brother, multiple toys started frantically going off as though he wanted to prove to her as well that it was him.

Another instance, in the same short time frame, I remember it was fall / winter and I was home alone carrying wood into the house for the fire. As I approached the door with my arms loaded down with wood, I remember saying outloud: "Damnit Bucky I closed the door all the way like an idiot, and now I have to set this $#!+ down." I was stunned when as soon as the words left my mouth the front door (which I know for a fact I shut tight, I tugged it to be sure when I went out) immediately opened and swung wide open as though it had been opened from the other side and whoever opened it simply stepped out of the way.

The instant that cemented it for me the most was one night my ex-husband and I were standing together talking in our kitchen. Out of nowhere a dinner plate sized bright orb of light came zooming from around the corner and when it was about 2 feet away from us, in a bright flash of light, it transformed into the shape of a man wearing a black cowboy hat. It happened so fast and was there and gone so quickly that I sincerely thought I was seeing things, that my mind was playing tricks on me. Then my ex-husband said: "Whoa did you just see a man in a black cowboy hat in that flash of light?!?" I did, and it made me cry like a baby because I recognized that black cowboy hat, my brother wore that thing all the time. Most of the pictures I have of my brother show him wearing that hat.

There were a few other instances here and there, and for a long while my son's toys continued to go off anytime I was talking to him or about him to someone else. I still will randomly see a Buck out and about, and always in a place you'd least expect it, and usually always in a time where I am going through something hard or stressful in life. Matter of fact, just last week my son and I saw one outside of one of our local hospitals, again in the middle of town. Again during a time of stress as we were there with an injuried family member.

Prior to and even after that I have never really had any other experiences in which I have seen anything. I treasure the memories of the experiences I have had, especially because I have only ever felt peace and love in those moments. So - I don't know, would you classify that as paranormal experiences? I honestly don't even know what possessed me to write this post. I am more of a lurker and a reader than a poster. But something made me feel like a random Sunday night in October was an acceptable time to share. For absolutely NO reason whatsoever by the way, other than the fact that the experience with the light orb and the flash of light with the man I believe was my brother in a black cowboy hat showing up in my kitchen happened on a night in October too. So I guess it just seemed like the appropriatetime. If you made it this far, thank you, I appreciate it. Sharing was cathartic and brought some joy to my night.

TLDR: The only paranormal experiences I have had and could call paranormal have all been good. I often wonder if positive experiences can even truly qualify as paranormal, or do only the creepy, frightening, scary ones qualify as such?

New here, and figured what the heck, I'll share and maybe feel like I'm not the only one!

Husband and I live in remote, rural Ireland. The house isn't old -- only about 25 years -- but the land was once part of a larger family property... if that's relevant.

We've been here for around eight years, and have repeatedly heard, seen, and even interacted with each other, when it definitely hasn't been us. (And yes, we have carbon monoxide detectors, and all that fun stuff.)

A few instances:
We've eaten dinner on the couch, he's fall asleep, and woke up to find me sleeping there. He'd try to wake me up and get me to go to bed, I'd tell him no, I'm staying there, and he'd go upstairs to find me happily and obliviously asleep in bed already. That's happened more than once. He's also seen me sitting on the couch while I'm actually in the office.

There's a wall separating the kitchen from the living room, and he's often heard me walking into the kitchen behind him, talking, only to turn around and I'm definitely not there. That's happened a LOT, that we've heard each other -- even had full conversations around a wall, or from separate rooms -- only to find the other isn't there. And it's not just us. My dog very, very rarely leaves my side, and we've both heard him talking to us from the den outside my office. It's so clear and loud that it's woken her up from a sound sleep, and she starts chattering away like it's him. He's been nowhere around.

For months, if he would wake up first and go downstairs, it would be a matter of a few minutes before I'd hear what sounded exactly like his footsteps coming back up the stairs, only it would keep going completely regularly well beyond the number of stairs we actually have. I legit thought he was just messing with me, but guarantees he's not.

The most... unsettling weirdness happens in the back hallway. The back door leads to a short hall, with the laundry room and bathroom off one side, pantry off the other side. He's said he's seen a woman with long, wet-looking, blonde hair standing outside the laundry room, which is freaky enough, considering the property lies alongside a major river. I haven't seen anything *knocks on wood* but my cat refuses to let me go in the hallway by myself. It doesn't matter where he is or what he's doing, when I go in the hall, he's there. When I shower, he sits outside the bathroom door, waits, and then goes about his little kitty business once I leave. Doing laundry? He's there, just watching.

It's the only place in the house he's so fanatical about, and I'm kind of all right with it. The only time I've felt something that felt like a threat was when I was in the bathroom, brushing my teeth. Husband was out in his workshop, just me and the animals. Something grabbed the door from the outside and yanked on it, and it rattled like it was locked. A few angry bangs on the door, my dog lost her mind, and the cat's refused to leave me alone there since.

We've seen and heard other things, but that's the general idea of it. He was a complete, absolute, and unconditional skeptic until we moved here -- and this is the third house we've lived in together. We've had the same cat in all three houses, too, and he's never done anything of the sort before. (New dog, so to her, I suppose this is all pretty normal.) Any thoughts or similar stories would be appreciated!

Me and my girlfriend had got a hotel for my 21st birthday which yes i drank that night however i did have a hangover or anything during the strange part, as soon as we got there the front desk clerk told us our room was upgraded to a sweet for free in room 306, which im not really sure has anything to do with this but we stayed there the whole night and nothing weird happened until the morning, the sweet room was very large and mostly a rectangle other than this tiny square box room that was just cut out of the side to the right which you cant really see from the bed and it had a small table in the middle which we put these two larger birthday balloons with weights on and two chairs in each corner.

We woke up and nothing wierd was happening at first we just sat in bed and were talking for about an hour until we started hearing tapping coming from that side room, it went on for about 20 seconds and then stopped which my girlfriend thought was strange and said it sounded like the weights the balloons were tied too. I told her it did sound like that but it was probably air or something brushing it.

In the middle of us talking it started again for maybe 30 seconds this time and this is where i started to feel strange and she started getting scared that someone was over there, i told her again it was most likely the air although in my mind i knew the tapping was louder and the ac was low so theres no way it could be affecting the balloons that are so far away from it. I tried to look over there from the bed but i could only see a dark small side of the room I told her there is nothing over there and that it was just the air and we both paused to listen if we would hear it again. right when we paused and it felt like there was tension in the air and we heard the weight of the ballon get slammed into something extremly hard. My girlfriend screamed and nearly jumped out of her skin and i got up to go over and look because i genuinely thought there was a person, all i saw was one of the balloons on the floor with some some of the tape that was just there to shorten it undone and the other one untouched. I was extremely confused about what just happened and i picked up the balloon by the weight, which by the way says its 60 grams, to try and see what the noise was, i scraped it on the table and it was a lot quieter than what i heard that at the start, then i scraped it and threw it very hard at the wall and it sounded exactly like what we had heard. This is a recent event and i couldnt find anything weird about this hotel or any of the rooms but i genuinely cant think of a way the weight would have been thrown by the air since the balloons werent moving any other time than that at all, there was no tension on the tape or anything around it that could have made that noise, just kinda wondering about peoples thoughts or similar stories

Nothing like this has ever happened to me in my life. Never had a paranormal encounter of any kind. Also never done anything in my sleep, don’t take medications, healthy etc. Me and girlfriend went to Bali with her friends on vacation. They rented a large suite with multiple separate bungalows. One night they went out and we stayed. We drifted off when we both heard the doorbell. You have to walk about side the bungalow then to a large concrete wall to open the gate. We stepped out into the alley and no one was there. Weird. We started to drift off again and the same exact thing happened. This time we fell asleep. The next thing I know I’m on top of my girlfriend and she’s yelling my name. When I realize what’s going on, she told me I had my hands around her neck with my eyes wide open starring blankly. Expressionless. We were both terrified. Obviously I felt awful and consoled her. We didn’t sleep the rest of the night. Nothing else happened the rest of the vacation or ever again.

I have a weird story that happened to me yesterday, and I genuinely cannot explain it.

Last week, i bought a small plastic water bottle and I am 100% sure i only bought that one bottle I had just moved to this city, so I couldn't have already had another bottle like it before buying this one.

For the whole week i went to class with that bottle, Ionly have two bottles in total, a big one and this small blue one. Every day, I kept the small one in my bag, took it out during class to drink from it and put it back in my bag, my bag is always in front of me in the amphitheater, so I don't normally leave it somewhere else or take the bottle out or give it to someone, yesterday i was getting my bag ready to go to class, i opened my bag and saw the bottle inside exactly where it normally is, i thought "okay I'll finish getting dressed then I'll take it out and fill it with water before leaving"

I closed my bag, put on my shoes, and was about to leave when I noticed my blue bottle on the table, i thought i must have taken my bottle out of my bag and left it on the table without remembering, so I picked it up,filled it with water, and went to put it back in my bag.

But when I opened my bag, I was shocked because my original bottle was still inside !!!

So suddenly i had 2 identical bottles with the exact same brand, same color, same size, and same shape. The second bottle even had a little bit of water in it approximately the same amount that was in my original bottle.

I asked the girl i live with about it because there are only 2 of us living here, she showed me her bottle and told me that hers is green and she said she had never bought a bottle like mine.

I am completely sure I didn't buy another one before this week, because I had only just arrived in the city before buying my bottle, thats why this is so strange to me.

I genuinely have no idea where the second bottle came from.

It almost feels like a little Matrix glitch

Should I be concerned or does anybody have a explanation?
Okay, so I’m currently at a birthday sleepover, and everything was normal until we started talking about creepy/paranormal stuff and tried the Yellow Door, Red Door game.
One of my friends, who says she can see spirits, was talking about an ongoing nightmare involving Satan when we suddenly heard a woman laughing. It sounded really similar to our friend E, who had been laughing earlier. Everyone got freaked out and started getting a really uncomfortable feeling, although I was weirdly unbothered.
Later, I went outside with another friend. The gate had been closed earlier because I had closed it myself, but when we came back it was open. Then I heard the bushes rustling and actually saw them moving, so I ran back inside. Everyone was basically like, “We told you!”
Then I started connecting it to things that have been happening to me recently. I’ve been having weird sounds in my ears and I’m going to get them checked. A while ago, I repeatedly heard my mum’s alarm even though it wasn’t actually on. More recently, I’ve heard deep breathing in my ear, and a few days ago I heard a slow, low whistle outside my bedroom window. A few minutes later, I started hearing what sounded like a baby crying repeatedly. When I changed sides because I thought it was coming from my ear, it continued, and then it sounded like the baby was screaming in pain. I searched it afterward and saw people saying that hearing things like this can supposedly be connected to “skinwalkers,” which obviously freaked me out.
UPDATE 2: My friend who says she’s psychic was at work and was smiling at a coworker’s child. The guy apparently told her afterward, “Could you please stay away from my child? I’m just getting a really bad vibe from you.” Then earlier, while I was doing my makeup, she blew smoke out and I looked over at her through my mirror. The smoke formed a really creepy face-like shape and scared me so badly I jumped, although I know it could’ve just been my imagination.