Episode 139. Hauntingly Scary Ghost Stories As Told By Those Who Were There
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That's just one of the many stories that we can cover in two minutes.
Yeah, yeah, let me bring this one up.
Cash Patel, all right, makes a statement on Twitter.
No one is above the law, okay?
And then we just...
There was a community note.
Someone made a community note below that post saying, Oh, what about this Tommy...
Yeah.
You don't put an asterisk on the U.S. government.
That's like putting baby in the corner.
So Ghislaine Maxwell, right?
Gawain Maxwell.
She goes and talks, right, to Congress, squeals it all, right?
Says Trump did nothing wrong.
He's not in the Epstein files.
He's been nothing but a gentleman.
This and that says nothing bad about him.
Who the fuck believes that shit?
Everyone eager to exonerate him immediately jumped on this.
Yeah.
Everybody in DC is just loving it.
He's just like, you know, I yeah, you know, I'm sure that wasn't motivated by anything else.
No.
And then like back in 2016 when she was first interviewed or 2017 or whatever, she's like, Trump's all over the files.
I wanted to give all this stuff to Biden.
The Biden administration have leniency.
The Biden administration is like, we don't want to hear any of this.
And then now it's like.
Trump did nothing wrong.
Perfect gentleman.
Just a perfect gentleman.
Yeah.
A la la.
He was never on the Lido Express, never went to the island, never touch children, never do this, never do that.
But then on the other hand, you have like twenty, no less than twenty five females saying that Trump molested them.
Yeah, but could they stand to gain by being moved to a minimum security prison?
Huh?
Huh?
Yeah.
Exactly.
So there, what, what, what, it's like, where's their obvious conflict of interest?
Just isn't one.
That's the worst part is like you can't argue against that.
You just kind of conveniently don't bring it up.
Yeah.
Man, I bit the tip of my tongue, so I'm gonna be talking a little weird here.
I just got this big lump on my tongue now.
What's great is when you bite the inside of your cheek by mistake.
So then that part swells up.
So then you bite it by accident because it's swollen.
All right, next story.
Raja Jackson.
All right, Rampage Jackson, a famed UFC fighter, Rampage Jackson's son.
He can't make it in MMA.
He can't make it anywhere else.
He tries the fake world of wrestling.
And before the show, One of the wrestlers, I forget his name, accidentally hurt him with a beer can or something, just doing a little stunt on the dude's head.
Yeah.
Went south.
Messed up some ski, Fabe.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Raja Jackson wasn't having it.
So instead of like doing anything right then at the spot, waits till the show's going on in the ring.
He goes in there, just like suplex the rest of the guy, and then just lays no less than 22 punches in his face.
This guy was knocked out the first, when he threw him over onto the stage, whatever, knocked him out completely.
And then Raja gets on top of him.
straddles him and just left right left right no less than 22 punches thrown and at least 20 of them connected everyone thought he was going to die but, but apparently the wrestler he hit, I don't have his name here.
I can't open up any other files because the computer is going to fucking crash, but.
He's a pretty big guy.
I mean, he's probably resilient still at the same time, like getting punched in the face, like against the ground like that, that level of force.
Dude, hard hits, hard hits.
And but he's doing okay, he's alive.
Yes, he did survive.
He's breathing.
Thank God.
And Roger Jackson just needs to be thrown in prison.
That's attempted murder.
No other way around it.
I mean, if it were an UFC match, it would be violative continuing to punch somebody after they go completely unconscious and limp.
Yeah, you'd be kicked out of the UFC immediately.
Yeah.
Instead, he gets kicked off of Kick, which I'm like, isn't Kick already a thing that you do after you get kicked off of other platforms for things like this?
But all these people are coming out.
Oh, you didn't do anything wrong.
You didn't do anything wrong.
It's super messed up.
Fuck that guy.
And his dad gave some kind of statement to clear the misinformation on it.
And I'm like, what misinformation?
Everybody saw the video.
Yeah.
Clearly, you were misinformed about, you know, the way that looked, because it looked pretty freaking bad.
Was he supporting his son?
Was he calling his son out and being like, this is totally wrong?
Or was it like, he did nothing wrong?
It seemed, it seemed weird to me.
Like, uh, the thing I wanted to know was, uh, and I, uh, because I didn't read through the entire statement.
Was it did he, was the part about the bail thing in there?
Oh.
Did he mention that part?
Oh, you mean like how he said how Rampage Jackson said that he, uh, in an earlier interview some time ago said that his son was never going to amount to anything.
Oh, into an earlier interview.
Okay.
Yeah, he said his son was never going to amount to anything.
And so he was just saving a bunch of bail money to get his son out of trouble when the time came.
Well, the time has come.
That's going to be a pretty penny.
Yeah, I was like, I feel like that's setting somebody up for failure.
You think?
Like just publicly saying that they suck.
I'm like, oh my god.
Your own son.
Yeah.
I mean, I could have him succeed, but he's just awful, so he's not going to, and I'm like, oh my god.
How can you say that about your blood?
So yeah, him coming out in support of him afterwards, I'm like, yeah, now you're supporting him.
Fucking crazy, dude.
After he does something terrible, which is the worst possible time to support him, come out and say that what he did was wrong.
But of course you're going to stand by your kid.
And Raja himself didn't make anything easier afterward because he's a streamer, right?
So everything he's doing is recorded.
So after that happened, he's like, I did nothing wrong while the fucker asked for it, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Doing nothing to help him in the long run here.
Yeah, not at all, especially if it was supposed to be like a staged match.
I'm like, you know, isn't wrestling supposed to be kind of semi-faked?
Like, it's not like MMA where you're actually supposed to, where you're actually supposed to go in there and, you know, people get their faces busted open sometimes because it's a violent sport.
And, you know, if you don't go down that puts you down but even then a lot of times if things if they get too roughed up a lot of they'll call off the match and stuff absolutely they don't want nobody to die on their watch fuck no dude fuck no when no one wanted another kevin hart or what was the heck ass name they're not kevin hart something hart oh bret hart bret hart where he did the like uh the cage like stunt but he messed it up and
actually and fell yeah instead of uh coming down like he was supposed to and initially everybody thought it was part of the act and then like a few seconds later, like the whole you could hear the whole crowd just like freak out simultaneously as everyone realized like he's not moving.
That's not Keyfaebe.
It was a long fall.
See again, it's supposed to be staged.
These are supposed to be acts.
When things like this happen, people get horrified because it's supposed to be a show.
Yeah.
So one word or, you know, a few words and a mouthful of words for Roger Jackson.
Go fuck yourself.
Yeah.
Another news though.
Okay.
So on to the next nasty story.
What's up with the Roblox dude?
Tell us a story about Roblox.
What's happening here?
Oh, all kinds of lovely things.
So Roblox has had an ongoing problem where they have borderline inappropriate games where people do 100% NSFW 18 and plus crap in said games a lot of times using custom emotes and whatnot that combine together to be perverted.
Jesus, give me an example.
I don't I don't play the game.
I don't know how this all works, but what do you mean right there?
They're talking like stuff like like public bathroom simulator where then you can do, yeah, like urination and whatnot.
Like, what?
Yeah.
So, yeah.
So, like, obviously, like, perverted people are going to do nasty stuff with this and see this this is stuff happening at like that's like 17 plus like already in a 13 like a teen rated game so it's already pretty messed up and also there's way they were they've always they've always had problems with people sneaking stuff through their censorship like i watched a whole guide on how people bypass it and so that was always a problem but
there's a more direct problem with them just allowing people to groom people on their platform and then move things off platform that they've always really been neglectful of and people have complained about so there's this dude named Schlepp who went kind of like, you know, decided, okay, well, if you're not going to fix this, I will.
Who started like reporting, catching these people, encouraging these, you know, grooming younger, younger players to go off platform onto Discord and whatnot and do very violative things, we'll just say.
Yeah.
And we're talking things where they, uh, yeah, they, that people have been arrested in real life for this stuff.
Because it was, we're talking nasty things.
So Schlepp, he, uh, he's 22 years old now.
Yeah.
But Schlepp, he is actually like a victim originally.
Yeah.
He's a victim of those robox for what it is and puts you know helped get six of these uh perverts yeah right yep get six of six of these uh people trying to like uh groom and drag people into compromising situations And like it's notable also that he is formerly a victim himself of a some kind of Roblox,
like some kind of Roblox dev actually where they had a problem where they didn't really do much about it for the longest time.
So he gets, so more recently, he ends up after all this.
stuff, what does Roblox's higher-ups do?
They kick him off the game.
They ban him and all his stuff and issue this statement about vigilantes and vigilantism and how it's bad and whatnot.
Because they weren't just going to directly call him out, like because they didn't want to get sued as badly as they're probably going to anyways.
Are they suing him?
No, they're not suing him.
They ceased and assisted him effectively, like because, you know, they kept him, they knocked him completely off his platform, banned every single one of his accounts.
You know, the dude's a major Roblox streamer who like, you know, did it does a lot of stuff, does I imagine does a lot of stuff other than just the hunting.
Okay.
So he is just he is going to sue Roblox now for doing this.
Okay.
I mean, he well, he's a, well, I imagine he probably has some kind of grounds too because they're they're saying that he's failing to go through the proper channels.
But at the same time, like, I feel like, you know, them being butt hurt because he's not reporting to them when they kept ignoring his reports this entire time.
So he just gave up and just went directly to the police because initially he was like, you know, dual he maybe still does do a report.
And they even claim that he was like doing luring and stuff.
And he always emphasized like, I have never done that.
And, you know, more importantly, I'm a streamer.
So you can go back and look if you care to like actually figure it out.
That's insane.
And so, so yeah, they basically try to fob the problem off on him, but then it just explodes.
So now everybody knows about this problem instead of just people who've looked into it in the past like myself and it became a major news scandal where now, of course, legislators are trying to use it to push age verification on everything.
And I'm like, Oh great, back to the digital ID.
Yeah, it all comes right back to that.
Well, apparently Louisiana, the federal government is suing Roblox.
Oh, yeah.
That's really good.
That's one good thing.
Yeah, China and Qatar have banned Roblox recently.
So that was interesting.
I don't know how many like players they have in China considering how restrictive their communication requirements are.
But now they're officially banned.
You'd probably already have to have played it through a VPN before that because a lot of their a lot of the games they have in China actually have China-only servers where you basically don't get Westerners on them unless they're VPNing and saying they're in China.
So check this out, dude.
Louisiana Attorney General Liz Murrell announced Thursday night that she filed a lawsuit against Roblox alleging it fails to protect children from predators.
She adds, she said some user-created games that have existed on Roblox include titles like, quote, Escape to Epstein Island.
Diddy Party and Public Bathroom Simulator Vibe.
End quote.
Ah, yeah.
There, there's a there's a there's worse I was gonna say there's worse ones than the one I was bringing up.
Escape to XP 9 is rather direct.
Escape to XP 9 is rather direct now, wouldn't you say?
What the fuck, dude?
Yeah.
And so like, uh, the, so like as the scandal is blowing up, they find, uh, like, uh, mister Bazookie's account actually has badges.
So not just contact, but like rewards from these particular, like, games and stuff that these things are happening in.
So people brought it to the, you know, the internet's attention and they recorded that stuff.
and internet forevered it.
And then right afterwards, he, you know, quote, got banned or deleted his account, as people were saying, because nobody's really sure.
Everybody keeps emphasizing, like, you know, oh, it might be for moderation purposes.
And I'm like, yeah, that's why he had like a Halloween 2024 badge for something that got banned just last week when the scandal broke.
Makes sense.
Makes perfect sense.
He just needed nine months of just sitting in there and really observing well.
And this is pretty crazy.
Chris Hansen, the famed...
Pull up a chair.
He's doing a story on it and he invited Schlepp to collaborate in this upcoming documentary he's doing about child safety on Roblox to catch a predator.
Yes.
And I will just say the best way to prevent all of these things involving this stuff is just never allow younglings have private chat.
Absolutely.
Not a good idea.
Never monitor and check what they're doing once in a while.
Look at what they're doing, see what they're playing, see what they're watching.
And don't assume just because it's like rated like appropriately that it is appropriate.
Oh, no, you can.
never trust that.
You should have learned that from YouTube already.
Oh, absolutely.
Absolutely.
Any other news you want to bring up before we get into today's episode, which is Hauntingly Scary Ghost Tales, Part 1?
Let's see.
I don't know.
The whole censorship thing over in Britain kind of ended funny because...
They noticed the like bent.
And so I saw they did a promo for like Honkai Impact, which is, you know like which is basically like a gotcha anime game with visa and i'm like oh nah you ain't getting the wood bill back fuck you all that's all the news that is all the news so today we're going to jump into these 13 stories here real stories okay and if you're like me i'm not a creepy pasta type of guy i like factual stuff
so like to go through these was very difficult for me because i was like Who writes this shit?
That's obviously not real.
It's obviously to write out of the movie Ringu or some other fucking horror movie.
Like you're writing it ver verbatim as you're watching it.
Like what's going on here?
Yeah.
And I went through so many stories to just get a handful of decent ones that I'm like, okay, I can stand behind this one.
This sounds like it could be legit.
And don't get me wrong, I believe in the paranormal.
I believe in ghosts.
I've seen shit.
I've experienced shit.
There's no doubt there's more to it than just this.
It's scary how hard it is to find them.
Yeah.
So these things.
That's not good.
These thirteen stories are going to leave you asking reasonable questions, questions like, I wonder when Sarah will be back tonight, or Gee, I wonder how many shovelfuls of dirt would fill that hole behind Marcy's house, or David looks at me weird only on Tuesday mornings.
Look, whatever your questions may be, these stories are sure to answer them to the fullest extent in a way that only you can understand.
My tongue hurts.
Now these thirteen stories will leave you most baffled.
As baffled as I am after reading that last part, but we must go on full dookie steam ahead, as they say.
Say, now these are thirteen of the eerieest stories I managed to unearth while wandering through the endless twisting corridors of the internets.
The deeper I went, the stranger it felt, like the walls were closing in like a new hope or temple of doom.
It was late, the kind of late where the world feels hollow and too still, even when the hum of electronics sounds alive.
And that's when I find myself drifting into one of the seediest, most decrepit corners of the interwebs.
Reddit.
Daddy knows how to treat me.
That's right.
A place where stories don't just sit quietly.
They linger like farts.
They breathe farty air.
They await for someone foolish enough to catch them in the dark, basking.
Now what I found there wasn't just unsettling.
It was a kind of fear that sticks like buttered butthole on a sandy beach in the wind.
Oh my God.
Tales of things moving in the dark, of whispers in empty rooms.
knocks in the throwing of objects, as well as a push here and there, and some tuggings of the hair.
Some feel far too human, but all of them share that same shallowy weight, the kind that settles on your chest long after you yelled out your safe word.
So here they are.
Get those nappies ready.
Ghosts are notorious for ignoring safe words.
That's true they are.
All right, I've got to get to the storytelling voice here.
Oh, hmm.
All right.
That's the tone.
Cue the music.
This comes from Warpig 7175.
This happened to me about 30 years ago when I was 21.
I'm now 51, going on 52 in July.
My parents were visiting my brother in another city.
I was watching TV about midnight.
During commercials, I always meed at the TV.
Anyone who has wooden doors in their house will understand.
When a wooden door swells in the door frame, it is very difficult to open.
All of a sudden, I heard the basement door open because it was swollen.
It opened very loudly.
Then I heard the basement door close and I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
The footsteps reached the landing and started walking down the hallway toward my bedroom door and continued to walk past my bedroom door and go into the bathroom.
I had to go to the bathroom, but I was too scared to even open my bedroom door to see what was in the bathroom.
Needless to say, I sat frozen in fear and I didn't open my bathroom door.
I have another scary paranormal experience that happened to me about two years earlier while I was in high school.
I was in my bedroom doing my homework and I was listening to music.
I was listening to Metallica, Master of Puppets, fairly loud when I heard three very loud knocks coming from the cubby hole in my room.
The cubby hole was for storage and was in the wall about three inches from the floor.
I turned off the music and ran like hell out of my room and went downstairs into the kitchen.
I told my mom what I heard.
But I don't think she believed me.
That made me give me some chills.
Like having experienced haunted type places, part of what gives us legitimacy is the lack of seeing anything.
Because I feel like when you, if someone were to embellish, they would add appearances of a ghost.
But the action, but someone who's actually experienced a place that got a lot of paranormal activity could probably vouch for this.
A lot of times it's moving sounds.
Yeah.
In particular, the unsettling thing is when you feel the sounds go past you and you don't see anything.
No shit.
Man, I grew up, well, I didn't grow up.
I lived in this house in high schools probably.
sophomore year.
My dad moved us, just my sister and I and him in this, it was kind of a three-story house, like where the bottom floor window would be at the ground level, you know?
Right.
And then the main floor and then the upstairs a little bit.
And I lived on the upstairs, like you go up the stairs directly to the right was one bedroom and I lived in that bedroom.
And man, this house was fucking haunted downstairs.
just felt so off like anytime i went down there i was like this is creepy as down here and there was nothing like weird about it it was just the the feeling was so fucking bad.
And one night, I was home alone, just in my bedroom.
I had one of our dogs with us.
It was just the dog in there and me.
And I was listening to, like, System of Down or something.
And I'm just chilling there.
And I start, I hear these fucking footsteps coming up the stairs.
And I'm like, what the fuck?
Typical, you know, someone slowly walking up the stairs.
And I did not have the balls to open up the fucking door.
But later I found out some old lady had died in that house upstairs somewhere.
But it's weird.
because downstairs was creepy dude.
I don't know.
Something weird about it.
A lot of times if you see something, it's because they really want you to see them.
Because they got a focus to actually appear for you.
So if you see something when something is moving around like that, it's because they specifically tried to make you see it.
Otherwise, they don't generally show up.
You just pick up on background sounds and, and, and, of course, the general sense that something not good is around.
Yeah.
I don't know.
I think this lady, man, maybe she was doing some like weird satanic rituals downstairs.
Yeah, see, that's the thing.
It's like, because sometimes you'll.
get a sense that there's like presences there.
Yeah.
But it's not necessarily like a hostile or creepy one.
But and then sometimes you'll get them where you're just like there ain't there's something ain't right with that aura.
No dude.
And when my mom would come over and like visit, she said downstairs was the worst for her.
She hated going down there.
So like I wasn't the only one that was catching on to it.
Yeah.
See if you're always afraid that somebody's going to sneak up on you in a locked house where nobody can get in, that really kind of says it all right there.
Yeah.
If you're afraid someone can get at you still.
Absolutely.
I'd say that's a subconscious, uh, knowledge or, uh.
or you essentially acknowledging on a subconscious level that you feel the presence.
Yeah.
Even if you don't necessarily admit it.
So that brings us to story two.
This comes from Leather Awareness twelve.
In 92, my family moved us to a big old creepy house next to a graveyard, where we all experienced weird shit through the years.
Doors closing on their own.
Yeah, next to a graveyard, yeah.
Doors closing on their own.
Loud footsteps upstairs when you were downstairs and home alone.
On several occasions, the dog tucked its tail between its legs and bolted out of rooms in terror.
The weirdest thing that happened to me personally was years later when I was in my twenties.
My girlfriend at the time, now my wife, and I stayed over and were in the spare room.
Sat on the bed watching TV that was sat on a pine chest of drawers.
Out of nowhere, one of the wooden knobs on the dressers projectile towards us about three feet, defying physics.
If the knob was loose or something, it would have just dropped to the floor, right?
That shit shot three feet.
In spite of all that stuff, I don't believe in ghost flying wooden knobs and phantom footsteps.
Cheers.
Okay, the detail that creeped me out the worst was the one with the dog tucking its tail between its legs and bolting out of its room in terror.
Because, you know, generally what they do is they get, like, a little freaked out and start barking and stuff and, like, puffing up.
But for it, you just straight up run.
Yeah, it's like I'm not having any of this shit.
I feel like you should do the same.
Yeah, get out of there.
Like, that's it.
Like, that's the that that dog's the canary in the in the ghost mind.
See our dog, she's she tends to stare at the ceiling a lot but she's also like she'll like bark at moths so yeah I've seen our cat like stare at all kinds of things and a few times I've seen it like rear up and like get hostile with stuff but if it just like straight up looked terrified and bolted I'd be like I'm getting the hell out of the house yeah it sounds that powerful I'm not sure if I can necessarily repel it So
now it's story three.
This comes from Conigma.
Me, my wife, and my son all experienced numerous things in one of the houses we rented.
The house was adjacent to a cemetery, once again.
The ones that stand out the most were the ones involving toys.
My son had a toy piano that he liked to play with.
One day while I was at work, my wife called me freaked out and told me that the piano had started playing music on its own in my son's room.
I thought she was just dreaming it or that it was something to do with the toy malfunctioning.
So I dismissed it.
Even so, my wife took the batteries out and put them in the top of the closet.
Several days went by and me and my wife and son were in our room and we all heard a different toy go off on its own, again, in my son's room.
It was a toy with a water wheel that you could spin and it would make spinning noises and the sound of water flowing.
Well, the faster you'd spin it, the faster the sound got.
Well, I went to investigate and by the time I got in the room, the sound had stopped.
Later that same day, we were all in his room playing with cars and talking.
Well, as we were talking, the toy went off again while we were in the room.
We all got quiet and looked in the direction of the toy.
Nothing was spinning, but it was still making the sound.
When we started talking about it while it was going off, the sound sped up.
It freaked us all out.
We left the room.
Well, I went to get my phone and try to make a video explaining what just happened.
As I was recording it on my phone, my phone glitches out and freezes with blue spots all over it.
Needless to say, both toys were sold at a yard sale when we moved out.
What?
This is only a few instances of weird things that happened at this house.
Smash it to pieces and burn it.
Oh my God, don't give it to someone else.
Other things happened as well, like videos with white orbs in them flying around, flashes of light from walls, shadow figures, open cabinet doors when waking up in the mornings, lights switching on and off by themselves, etc.
We didn't live there long for obvious reasons.
Yeah.
So, I feel like the takeaway from these last couple of stories is if you see an inexplicably cheap place and the only caveat is you need to live next to a graveyard.
You need to request that you be able to spend at least one night between the hours of midnight and six AM alone in that place before you seal the deal.
I would not want to live next to a fucking cemetery.
No, thank you.
I know that those things would I would attract every one of those things that are lurking around.
Yeah.
It doesn't take much.
I mean, every house I've lived in, I've experienced something, dude.
Every fucking house.
Yeah, I mean, you know, spiritual presences are all over the place, but some places got real concentrations.
Yeah, like my childhood home was a big one.
Jesus Christ.
Everything happened there.
Yeah, I had a friend I had a friend when I was little Lou had a house that was the old hospital.
Dude, what?
Oh, that place is wild.
You could feel the creep energy as soon as you came in the place.
Like, hmm, nah.
People died here.
Who lives in an old hospital?
People were sad about it too.
God damn, that's scary.
Yep.
No, thank you.
Yep.
See, I lived in the original hotel, which was already a little creepy.
But nobody died there.
They just stayed there.
Old hospital, though, man.
No, no way.
All right, story four comes from Evil Buffoon.
My dad bought an 1884 Victorian house with my stepmom when she was pregnant with my younger sister.
This was around 13 years ago.
Being a history lover, my dad wanted to discover the history of the house and who built it.
Turns out it was built by a judge and his wife for their family.
I was 12 when we moved in and I got to pick out my bedroom upstairs.
There was one room that stood out to me as the creepiest, the coldest, and darkest room out of the four up there, and I refused to go in there.
I even refused to keep the door open.
It had a stagnant eeriness to it that made me sick to my stomach.
Every night, I would wake up at 3 a.m. and somehow the door would be partially open just enough that a small child could fit through it.
I'd shake it off as my dad was probably playing a joke on me, as he knew how much that room just creeped me out.
Well, at 3 a.m. one morning I woke up and the light to the stairway turned on.
Following that, there were footsteps that came up the stairs.
I didn't think much of it as my dad probably was grabbing something out of one of the other unoccupied rooms.
He's an early riser.
However, the footsteps stopped and the light was still on.
Later in the morning, my dad asked me why I left the light on in the stairwell, and I said, Why did you leave the light on in the stairwell?
I heard you come upstairs.
He said he didn't come upstairs, and I believed him.
And while we were on the topic, I told him to stop leaving the creepy room door open.
He swears he didn't, and as my dad would say, Why would I open a door to a room no one is in and waste heat and money like that?
So practical.
Very practical, and I'd say the same thing.
Yeah.
He has no reason to open the door.
This is an old, poorly insulated house that he was renovating, and it took a lot of heat and money to keep it warm.
About a year later, it was late, and I fell asleep on the couch downstairs.
So I got up to go to my room, and when I got to the top of the stairs, I noticed the door to the creepy room was open.
Tired and annoyed at this point, I went to close it, but froze when I saw a hand on the door frame and a little white face of a little girl.
Just as quickly as I saw her, she vanished.
As my dad continued to renovate the house, I guess it stirred things up because we could be sitting in the dining room and we would hear little footsteps above us around the creeper room that was directly above the dining room.
Running, dancing.
A few years later, we discovered that the judge and his wife, who built the house, had a daughter who died in some kind of accident.
She was only nine when she died.
I haven't seen her since, but to this day, I still ref wouldn't either.
You know, I just kind of wondered in these things, like, you know just in general stuff happens everywhere but you know when the paranormal presences happen i feel like that's because there's such a concentration of these things that like living people start to kind of try to avoid it because they start to feel the the creep out effect and as less and less actual people get around their auras stop crowding out these things so they probably you know congregate
in these spaces right so you know it's a bunch of people hanging out in the yokai realm basically yeah i mean i don't know if you see a i've never seen a face or like a ghost child or something like that.
I've seen a weird spectre like floating above railroad tracks once, but I've never seen like a human.
I saw a little, like, dwarf slash halfling creature jumping on my bed once.
Explain.
Ugh, that was a creepy haunted house.
Ugh.
Well, it was the house where I told the story about my stoner friends, deceased stoner bros, like coming up and trying to take the pipe from me while they were smoking while I was smoking it one day and disappearing.
That same house like another day.
I used to work night, so I come in like seven, eight in the morning.
So I went out so I would open up my little closet area that had my little self-contained single bed in it that I slept on.
And for just like a second, there's this little, yeah, like dwarf slash halfling creature jumping on the thing.
I'm like, what the hell?
And like, you know, I look at it and don't initially react, you know?
And just kind of look away and start going on.
And then I actually realize what I saw and like look back and there's nothing there.
And I'm like, what the hell was that shitit?
Is that the only time you saw something like that?
Yeah, in that particular place.
We heard things all the time.
People coming in and out of the place, walking around, having conversations with people downstairs, going out the other door, going in the rooms.
The doors are all locked, being annoyed by this.
But I never saw anything like that up until then.
Even the dude who came there trying to, like, you know, debunk the place who got, like, freaked the fuck out because a voice came up and laughed in his face and shocked him, still didn't see anything.
Those are like the stories you can hear where people like.
hear people talking in other rooms or upstairs or downstairs, like that shit is freaky dude.
Yeah, it's like it's creepy even when it's a cheerful conversation, you know?
No less.
Imagine if you heard people fighting and angry.
Right.
We see we always just we always just heard people like talking and chilling downstairs, like it was relatively harmonious despite being haunted.
Creepy stuff.
The story five comes from Marmals.
I used to work in a skilled nursing facility in the evening shift when all the patients would go to sleep.
I had a pretty frail patient who needed maximum in assistance due to her dementia.
In addition, she was a below the knee amputee and was absolutely not capable of donning her prosthesis on her own.
Everyone had fallen asleep by my final check.
As I sat waiting for the end of the shift, one of the doors opens a couple feet for about 10 long seconds and then closes back to a sliver as if someone was peeking out.
And I saw a shape.
but it was in the darkness so I couldn't see a definition of a face.
More just a round shape, so I assumed it to be a face kind of lower to the ground, as if either a child's eyes or an elderly person who was pretty bent over.
Well, that'd be creepy, like just a really old person bent over, like upside down, looking at you.
I thought nothing of it because patients, particularly with dementia, will not know how to ask for help, so they'll get out of bed and sneak around frequently.
It began to dawn on me as I walked toward that room that it was the patient who has no way to get around without her leg.
I got super curious, like what the f was going on.
I was freaking out that she had fallen or dragged herself to the floor somehow and thinking of all the paperwork we would need to do.
She was fast asleep, heavy breathing and all, and in bed in the same position I left her.
There were so many events at this facility where things just had no logical explanation, and it just left me confused more than anything about what I had seen.
I used to second guess myself and explain it away, but there were enough of these experiences in the years that I had worked there that I a general skeptic of the existence of ghosts, could no longer deny the possibility of forces beyond our understanding.
Call it ghosts or afterlife's or spirits whatever.
Well, that's creepy.
All right.
Anything that happens in a hospital setting is just creepy.
Yeah, I mean, like, for God's sake, like, it was, like, well, I mean, like, we're basically, like, getting haunted by the, by the nameless or whatever from freaking Silent Hill.
Like, like, for you to approach it, like, that's pretty courageous in the first place.
Like, you had to assume, like, you had to have assumed it was the lady, because otherwise, there's no way you're going to walk towards that thing.
No, dude.
No.
You're not going to be working out of place like that if every time an old person gets up you're like, It's a ghost, it's a ghost.
Yeah, that's it.
Yeah, I guess you probably wouldn't be able to work in a dementia care facility for long.
No.
But I mean, again, that's probably a place where people may have passed away and possibly were miserable in the process.
Yeah, one hundred percent.
So story six.
This comes from Classic Grapefruit 83.
This is a common occurrence in my current home.
It's me, my daughter, and a roommate.
A two-story house, the bedrooms and everything are upstairs.
Obviously, when someone is up there, you can hear them downstairs.
However, whenever it's just me and my daughter here at home and no one else in the house, we hear walking and running upstairs.
Full blown steps.
Imagine living in an apartment with upstairs neighbors.
It's like that.
So yeah, we have frequent spirit visitors that constantly walk and run around upstairs.
About five years ago, my daughter would stand at the stairs leading to the upstairs and bedrooms.
She would just stand there, scrunch her nose and frown while pointing and shaking her head, no.
My mom saw this too.
At the time, we had no idea we even had ghosts, but apparently my daughter could see them.
One day, she did this, and my mom was here.
My mom went upstairs to get something.
She came walking back downstairs and saw my daughter doing the same thing.
Pointing, frowning, and saying, No.
Not even a second later, my mom falls down the stairs.
I was sitting on the couch, but obviously hurriedly got up to help my mom.
She was 100% certain certain someone pushed her down the stairs.
That someone being a spirit.
To this day, my mom still swears by it.
I am spiritual and believe in all of this.
I have saged.
I put salt down in certain areas, pray and do protection spells.
I have told them, the spirits and visitors, they are free to be here as long as they don't hurt us or cause harm.
They are welcome in our home.
Besides the constant walking, thumping, and running around, we have had no issues.
Other than your mom getting pushed down the stairs.
Yeah, like...
Yeah.
My daughter and I have made friends with them.
We talk to them.
We have a REM pod, catballs that go off only if touched, all of which constantly go off when we ask.
So yeah, it's safe to say my house is haunted, and I'm friends with them.
You must not like your mom.
Well, I mean, good that you made friends with them.
I've heard stories like of this happening, like, uh, of one person who could kind of sense things.
They there was a little there was like a younger kid on the stairway and they saw like something behind him about to push him down the steps and jumped at the bottom of the steps and basically was like I'll catch him if you don't.
So they didn't do it.
Yeah, it's so yeah, you know, it's good that at least that they were the sort that were just not like genuinely malicious but just like hostile initially.
You could reason that and think that's creepy man.
That's creepy.
Creepy ass stories man.
So, you know, I've heard I've heard the whole push down the stairs before, you know, because like, uh, because it's not it doesn't take a substantial amount of force to unbalance something that isn't ready for it.
Oh yeah, absolutely.
And you know the ghosts are waiting for the person to be at their most unbalanced point to shove them.
They have to.
Where it takes the least amount of actual force.
Plausible deniability.
They can't manifest much without a lot of effort.
The ghosts want plausible deniability as well.
Well, that too, because maybe you just tripped.
Yeah.
They don't want to be blamed for everything.
Maybe you lost your balance.
I don't know if I ever told a story of when, well, I have multiple stories.
When I worked at this mental health clinic, but I had to stay, I did the medication run, so I'd get there like 7 p.m. and work till like 3 a.m. or whatever.
And I would be at the office at the end of dropping medications off because he had to take notes and all sorts of shit and he'd take the notes that he wrote on paper and then have to type them in a computer.
So like I had my office.
It was all one ground floor but like it's a maze.
So many different rooms in this place.
But man...
Sometimes it'd be on this side or that side or whatever side.
But in one area was the kids area, which was the creepiest for obvious reasons.
But, like, the room it was in, you had to walk into this dark-ass room a good 20 feet where the light switch was.
Like, whoever designed this made a huge mistake there.
You always got to love the, like, other end of the room light switches.
I swear, they're designed for haunted houses.
For real, dude.
This place was the worst.
The kids'room, the fucking worst.
I made sure to not go in there as much as I possibly could.
But, at the end of the night, I had to go to each door to the outside of the building and make sure it was locked.
all of the outside exit doors were those big metal doors that like halfway down below the window would be like, there's that metal bar and you push that metal bar and it opens the door right and anyone who knows these doors like there's a little like leeway point in these bars where you can push it in like half an inch and it just kind of makes a sound like but you push it all the way that's what unlocks the door so i'm in the office whatever office i'm in and i hear like this weird
sound i'm like what the hell is that And it would go for a second or like five seconds and it'd stop and it'd be like dude what the fuck is that?
Because that's not something you hear and I'm finally like getting the balls to go up because like this place is so scary.
I'm like, okay, I have to go check this out.
I have to figure this fucking out.
Is there like a homeless person in here or something?
And so I'm making the rounds and I finally figure it out.
It's coming from that fucking kids room.
And I'm just like, no.
No.
Why?
If all the rooms Did you go check it out?
All the rooms.
I have to go in the kids room and make sure this door's shut.
So I literally like get to where the door is or one of the doors that goes into the room.
And this is pitch dark.
I can see the exit sign above the door on the other side of the room.
And I'm just like, oh shit.
That's the fucking door.
That's that door right now.
And I'm like, I'm not having any of that and I just I left and I called my boss like no I am not staying here for that which they were like I later told them after a different thing like these papers fell off a corkboard on the wall to uh pin tech uh papers and stuff and I'm sitting there in this office doing notes and these papers fall so I like look over outside the door I'm like why did the papers fall And
so I go out and I put the papers back and I'm like, what the fuck?
Like tacked them back in.
Went back and sat on the desk at my desk no less than.
or no more than ten seconds later, the same thing happens.
Papers fall on the floor.
I was at that point again.
I left.
I was like, I'm out.
You got a troll ghost.
For real dude, so many of these occurrences would happen.
And after that occurrence with the papers falling, the next day I was like, pulled one of my bosses aside and I told her straight up, like, this place is fucking haunted.
And she's like, Yeah, yeah, I know.
Don't tell the clients.
Don't tell the fucking clients that.
But yeah, we know.
Everyone experiences this stuff.
And I'm like, dude.
So like they changed my schedule.
How the hell do you how the hell does someone who's like schizophrenic or something recover if there's actually ghosts popping up in the zone?
Like, oh God.
It was bad dude.
But then, like, they eventually changed my schedule and I worked a totally different shift.
But before it happened, I still had to work like a week or two and do the same shift.
So anytime I'd go in there, I'd go in and be like, all right, Ghost, I'm here.
Okay?
Leave me alone.
I'm just here to do my work.
Just leave me alone.
I don't want any problems.
I'm going to do my job and I'm going to get out.
I'm not going to bother you.
Just leave me alone.
And nothing ever happened to me after that.
But then they changed my schedule.
So I don't know.
That can work surprisingly well.
I've been to places where I had to announce my presence and basically be like, I'm not here to try to drive you out or anything.
Just here to work for a while.
Please don't attack me.
Yeah.
Be nice.
I am friend.
Sometimes that's all it takes.
For sure.
Dude, that shit was so creepy, man.
That place was something else.
Oh, yeah.
Story seven.
This comes from I'm Uncle Bubba.
I'm a hotel, motel, general manager.
One night, I checked in a guest as normal and gave him the keys to the room.
Here, You drive right up to your room and can park right in front of it.
Within two minutes, the guest came back and told me there must be someone in the room.
Because when they pulled up, the curtains that we keep open when the room is unoccupied immediately shut right in front of them.
I apologized and gave them keys to a different room.
The system showed that there was not supposed to be anyone in the room.
So I took my master key and I walked down to the room.
The curtains were indeed shut.
I knocked on the door and announced myself waiting for someone to open the door.
Nobody did.
After knocking again, I let myself in.
The room was in pristine condition, just like my housekeepers leave it.
The air conditioner unit was off, and solidly in place.
I walked back to my lobby and checked my camera system.
You can see the guest I tried to place into that room pull up in his car.
You can see the curtains immediately close as they pull up.
And you can see the guest back their car up to return to the front.
There was no one that left the room from the time the guest backed away from the room to the time that I entered the room.
And there was no one that entered the room from the time my housekeepers left, minus myself.
This isn't what made me a believer in paranormal.
normal but it is the most recent thing to happen.
Add that in at the end there, like, this wasn't the first creepy thing that made me realize that this stuff's real but I mean, this is just the one I remember.
Yeah, this is just the latest thing.
Well, you know, some people are pretty hard to convince like me, I had to be bit.
Because as long as you're like, because I mean, as long as you don't believe in them and make a strong effort to stay away from them, you can, to a certain point, avoid the influence and effect.
It's just, you know, you get certain places where the strong concentration overwhelms your desire not to experience it.
Yeah.
Yeah, I don't think I've ever met anyone who's been sternly like a non-believer.
Yep.
I've talked to a few people that, well, I did talk to one where we actually disabused of the notion ourselves by letting them stay in our haunted house.
So I know they exist.
It's just, you know, it's still amazing to me that they haven't had a single experience like that up until then.
Seriously?
Like, up until then, I was like, you know, skeptical but not necessarily being like, Oh, these definitely don't exist.
Just more along the lines of, I'm not sure how much influence they can have directly on us and stuff.
Up until the point that I got hurt by one and then was like, okay, they can reach out and touch you.
Oh dude bit, like it actually left teeth marks.
Yeah, I think I recounted it back in the I don't know if it was a Halloween episode or not.
I think you I think you did.
I remember you talking to the creepy church.
Oh yeah, yeah.
The church.
Yeah.
That I that I'm hoping, uh, like, listened to me when I asked it not to attack anyone else and to be nice.
Hopefully it took your warning.
Alright, story eight comes from Potential Excitement.
I was six or seven years old and I slept in a bedroom with my two little brothers.
One night I woke up to go to the bathroom but couldn't find the door handle.
I ran my arms all along the door and nothing.
I thought, no big deal, it's dark.
I'll just turn on the lights and be good to go.
There was a bookshelf in front of the light switch, so you had to stick your hand behind it to turn on the lights.
To my surprise, I couldn't find the light switch.
The same thing, I ran my arm all along the wall trying to find it.
At this point, I'm not scared, I'm just confused.
So I tried to wake up one of my brothers to help me out, but he was too asleep to be bothered.
I shook him hard and nothing.
I went to my other brother and the same thing happened.
He wouldn't budge.
Feeling a little panicked, I tried to find the door or light switch again, but just couldn't.
I pressed my entire body against the door and went up and down.
Now, I believe something is wrong.
Maybe the door handle fell off, so I searched the ground, but there was nothing.
I figured I would look outside, but there was nothing but a wall of blackness.
I lived in front of my school, so I could usually see lights from the building, but I couldn't see anything.
I don't know why, but this scared the crap out of me.
Now to my point.
I'm yelling at my brothers trying to wake them up.
they still wouldn't budge.
They sleepily acknowledged my presence but would never wake up.
I started banging on the door.
It felt like forever that I was pounding on the door and screaming.
Then, my mom rushed into our bedroom, turned on the lights.
She grabbed me into a hug.
I was petrified and crying.
I told her that the doorknob had fallen off and I couldn't find the lights.
The thing is, the door handle was still on.
I've come to rationalize it as being tired and disoriented.
That being said, it's always stuck with me how black it was outside.
I could see the lights of the school building usually.
Multiple times I ran my entire body across the door looking for the handle.
I even did it with the lights on recreating the motions.
I could always feel the doorknob and the lights.
I never slept in that room after that.
I would always sleep on the floor of our living room.
You got slipped into the Yokai Rome version of your house.
Just a big glitch.
Like, doorknob.'s gone.
I was going to say it's like a glitch in the matrix.
Like the doorknob's gone.
You can't switch the light on.
The part that stands out is the part where you look outside and it's like blackness.
That almost, that almost, it says like if it did, if this did happen, as I said, like that's almost messing with them.
Yeah.
I mean, how would that happen?
and you have to slip in some other time zone.
Because it almost sounds like you're like...
Like somebody got put in a liminal space.
Yes, liminal spaces.
Those are interesting.
It just gives me that tingly creepy feeling.
Like silent hill stuff.
Yeah.
Yes, Silent Hill is a great example.
Story nine comes from JT 9285.
I grew up in an old house in the UK.
My family home is a four-story terrace, just over 250 years old, situated on a busy street.
It was originally a manor house with lots of land, but was split into three terraced homes with more built alongside it in the late 1890s, early 1900s.
There were two cellars, basement rooms, two living rooms on the ground floor and the kitchen.
The first floor had the bathroom, my parents' bedroom and my brother's bedroom and the second floor was my bedroom living room space.
I have experiences from being very young that I may share in future but for now I'll focus on some experiences that happened in my family home from me being around 15-16 to my early 20s.
I am not afraid of anything paranormal or unexplained.
When I was around 15-16, I was up in my bedroom reading.
It was a Saturday afternoon.
I lived with my parents, my younger brother, two years younger, and our dog.
I had no music on or TV this day but could hear general muted traffic noise outside.
I heard someone coming downstairs, the door opening and closing and keys rattling.
My mom shouted up to me and told me to come downstairs because my mom and dad needed to talk to me.
This was weird as usually she would just tell me whatever it was I needed to know.
I asked why and she shouted.
in a frustrated tone.
So I did, thinking it must have been important.
I got downstairs and quickly became confused because I couldn't find either of them.
I shouted, Hello, hello, in case they've gone into the cellar.
This wouldn't be normal either, but nobody responded and I was confused trying to work out where they might have gone.
I thought I must have been imagining it and started to walk back upstairs when my brother shouted down from his room asking me what mum wanted because it was weird that she called me down.
I replied to him saying, Did you hear that?
Did you hear her?
Obviously I assumed he must have.
I was just a bit weirded out because this meant he'd heard her too.
But nobody was there, and I was second guessing myself.
He didn't respond.
So I walked up to his room to talk to him about it.
I opened his door, and he wasn't there either.
I got this weird chill sensation and goosebumps, and started to feel spooked.
So I left his room and went back downstairs trying to make sense of what just happened.
Just as I got back downstairs, My mom walked in with the dog.
She'd taken him on a walk.
I asked her what happened and where she had gone.
She was confused and assured me she had been out for about an hour and had not come back at any point.
She said my dad was at work.
He had been out since 8 a.m. and was due back in a few hours' time.
And my brother was at his friend's house.
Duh.
That is super creepy.
Duh.
Bunch of doppelgangers?
I was gonna say like, uh, I would not like Mimics gonna come try to eat you.
Yeah, dude, Mimics, yeah.
Like, I don't think they just wanted to talk.
I think it was probably good that your mom got back.
Yeah.
Yeah, dude, there's a reason she got back at that time too, man.
Something bad could have happened.
Yeah.
So then, this same writer keeps writing.
He says, when I was 20, I was working in an off-license convenience store.
The store closed at 10 p.m.
Once we closed, cashed up, cleaned, etc., I'd get out about 10.30 p.m.
Home for around 11.
Still living at home.
Jesus.
That's a messed up sentence.
Whoa.
My mom called me at 10.10 p.m. asking me where I had gone.
I was confused and told her I was still at work locking up.
She said that I came home 15 minutes ago.
Her and my dad were in the front living room.
They heard me come in.
So here's the context.
We used the back door to come in and out.
We had two living rooms, one at the back and one at the front.
My mom and dad would be in the front room, which was closed off from the other, and the stairs were in between.
Mom said they heard me come in, shout, Hello?
which we normally did when any of us came home.
Mom and dad both said hello back and asked me why I was home early.
They said I shouted, So you're ignoring me then?
In a joky way, and they heard me walk upstairs chatting on the phone with someone.
My dad then came upstairs, first floor, and shouted up to me to see why I was home early and check everything was okay when he noticed my light wasn't even on and it was silent.
So he came back down and they called me and found out that I hadn't been there at all.
This place is full of mimics, huh?
Yeah, I was about to say, like, uh, like, so many of these stories, like, for me would end with, uh, so that we sold the house and got the fuck out.
Right.
At a discount.
It was a short sale, but it was time to go.
So another one when he was twenty or they were twenty.
My mom and dad were sitting in the living room quite late, two AMish, and heard my brother practicing his guitar in his room.
This wasn't unusual as he would often practice for hours.
They were enjoying listening to him play faintly when they both remembered at the same time that he was in university, living in student accommodation two hundred miles away, and had taken his guitars with him.
Mimics.
And the crazy thing is they got so accustomed from the time before that initially they just kind of did the same thing I did when I saw the creepy like dwarf thing and just went, oh, this just happens.
Right.
It's like you have that moment of not realizing.
Yeah.
And now JT 9285 has their last story here when they were around 22.
My best friend was visiting.
It was a Friday night.
I had been quite unwell so she was coming around to chill, listen to music, chat, etc.
My parents were out at a function.
It was mid January ish.
My friend went upstairs to use the bathroom next to my brother's bedroom, and when she came downstairs she said, Oh, your brother has just shouted for you for something.
He must have thought I was you when I went upstairs.
My brother was back at university.
We were alone in the house.
I asked her if she was certain she heard him, and she was adamant she had.
To the point she really thought I was trying to spook her for a laugh.
She knew of the above occurrences and they freaked her out.
I told her he wasn't here and that he was at uni.
She didn't believe me and demanded we go upstairs to see what he wanted.
Oh shit.
She was 100% convinced she had just heard him.
So I shouted.
Obviously got no response.
She said, he mustn't have heard you.
So I invited her up with me to prove he wasn't home.
She confidently came with me.
still certain I was joking around.
We got to his room.
I opened the door.
The light was off.
His things weren't there and neither was he.
She turned a funny gray color and wasn't okay.
Uh Yeah.
Again, I'm just waiting for like a painting to eat these people if they don't get the hell out of that house.
Like move out.
The the notable thing here is like these stories are happening years separated.
Right.
Yeah, dude.
Like this is a seven year span of just like shit happening.
Yeah, and everyone's experiencing that.
I wonder if the brother ever experienced anything.
The parents are experiencing shit..
Yeah, just FYI, if anybody asks you to go into like an enclosed door or something, just Tell them no.
Like, in general, like, how do you not get into fights with your relatives telling, like, these mimics to go away?
Story ten.
This comes from TPM underscore.
I've got a few stories like this you might like.
To give you some background, I lost both of my parents to suicide.
My dad first, then my mom a few years later.
I'm not going to tell the whole story of that, but just the paranormal stuff.
Alright, first of all, holy shit.
Oh my god, yeah, like this is already traumatic.
Oh man, this is gonna get way worse.
Okay.
The night before my dad died, he had been planning his suicide.
He even called my aunt and told her and disconnected the phone so she couldn't call back.
She's disabled so she wouldn't have been able to make it over to our house.
So something was obviously up that night.
My dad acted completely normally to me and my mom.
And I thought it was just a normal night.
However, for some reason, I became extremely upset, locked myself in our laundry room.
I sat on top of the washing machine and sobbed my eyes out for a good ten minutes.
I felt absolutely horrible and like I was purging something out of me.
I was sad sometimes as a teenager, but I never cried like that for no reason.
It eventually ended.
The next morning my uncle woke me up to tell me that my dad had died.
Oh, that's rough.
I've experienced that before.
I had a day where out of nowhere I had like an emotional breakdown and didn't understand what was going on and then didn't find out until several days later that my girl had actually passed away that same day.
And I didn't get the news until a few days after.
Yeah.
Because she was like several states away at the time and not in good communications.
Was her death an accident?
Suicide?
Accidental.
Like, uh, accidental OD.
It was pretty rough.
Yeah.
Man.
So.
So anyways, now that I now that I made that even more miserable.
It's all sad now.
This is a bummer story, man.
It's a very bummer story.
I feel sad.
Okay, uh, TPM continues here.
A few days later, I had my boyfriend at the time and my best friend over.
They were being supportive.
We went downstairs to make a frozen pizza, and while they were in the kitchen talking, I stepped into the living room where my dad always hung out.
We had a big grandfather clock that sat near the stairs.
The lights were out in the room.
I looked up at the top of the clock and suddenly a blue light flashed from the top of the clock and filled the room for a second or two.
Instead of being scared or confused, and I would have been normally from seeing something like that, our house was haunted.
and I hated it.
I was filled with a great sense of calm and ease, as if someone was trying to tell me, it's gonna be okay.
I honestly believe that light was either my father or sent by him.
I later learned that at our funeral, my best friend's mom, who can see ghosts, said she saw my father walking around.
He suddenly noticed she could see him and looked shocked or sheepish.
Aww.
She covered her eyes and looked away.
Like he got embarrassed.
The night that my mom died, I was at school several states away.
I remember waking up around 4 or 5 in the morning to a strange noise.
The room was totally dark and I heard whispering coming from the corner of my room.
That's a no for me, no, no.
It was just loud.
It was just loud enough that I could tell it definitely wasn't my imagination, but not loud enough that I could make it out.
It was definitely whispering.
I wish desperately I could have made out what it was saying.
It seemed to have been murmuring something at a constant pace.
That's kind of scary.
I got kind of scared and made myself go back to sleep.
Oh dude, no.
Just imagine...
*mimics*
What's the worst is when you get closer to the source of the whispering and you find out it's not in a human tongue.
Right dude.
The next day I found out that my mom had shot herself at 4 or 5 in the morning out in the cold.
I wonder if she was trying to tell me something or maybe she was scared.
I really wish I had heard what the voice was saying.
My mom told me a similar story about her mother.
I should double check with my sister about the details.
But apparently when my grandma died, my mom was sitting by herself in a music box that my grandma always loved started playing.
My mom had the similar feeling that it definitely was her.
Like when I saw the blue light and knew it was my dad.
And those things, I always wondered like how that works.
Like when you initially pass away and don't really know, don't really have the ropes yet.
Do you just think of like loved ones initially and just kind of pop to them?
Yeah, that's a good question.
I wonder what this person thinks about.
like you just automatically zip to their location because you're thinking about them.
I know man, I think about that often.
It's like people who die, they don't know they're dead.
Like do you even know, are we all dead?
Yeah, so when they think about someone, probably one of the things that makes it slowly occur to them is that they can just warp to people.
She continues, After my dad died, I had a lot of dreams where I'd be sitting with him in his truck.
He used to take me out and drive around with me and get me something to eat or just hang out sometimes when I was a teenager because I didn't have any friends for a long time.
I used to love that time with him in these dreams.
we'd be together talking again and hanging out, and then the dream would always end with him disappearing somehow.
He would walk away and I would try to find him, and I could never find him.
I'm not saying this is definitely a ghost story because it could have just been my subconscious trying to let go of him, but it could have also been him trying to ease me into him being gone.
Yeah, see I see I've never been convinced that dreams are just strictly your psyche creating things.
Like, it may be that may be it.
You're making entities to a certain point, but I still feel like other things can conduct content.
can connect to connect to you.
It's not just strictly your brain scrambling and making stuff up, I don't think.
Yeah, I agree with that for sure.
Like it.
The sad part about this is this this this tells me that on a psychological level that is that is that is like his dad wanted more time with him and regretted his decision that makes me bumped out a little bit.
Damn it, it was beautiful and now I'm sad again.
Yeah, it's sad.
It's very sad.
Death is sad.
It is.
But it's also a happy thing.
But it's also sad.
Anyway, I'm torn.
I am just torn.
For sure.
Thanks, TPM.
I wasn't supposed to get feelings from this.
Okay.
The story eleven.
Oh, I was going to say, what about the last?
We've missed the last part.
My friend, however.
I figured we'll skip that.
Oh, okay.
Where she convinced her grandma.
Well, I mean, that to me says another example.
Because she had dreams about her grandma coming back to her.
So again, it's like somebody who passed away is basically like, well, I wish I could spend more time with them.
And it's like, I guess, well, you can.
I know.
I await like the day my dad decides to make his appearance.
But it's like, it's gonna freak me the fuck out when he does.
I might be a little creepy initially, but you know, it's always also always tempered with that familiarity and warmth.
That's always nice.
It's just it better happen in a place that's not already creepy.
Like if I go out to feed my chickens late at night or something and there he is in a dark corner, like, no thank you.
Don't do that, dad.
Yeah.
Because see me where I feel comfortable.
You know what I mean?
In a well lit room where I know it's up.
In a well lit room.
Yeah, because I'm not gonna assume that's you.
It's not in some weird shadowy barn.
Please don't do that.
Yeah.
I'm gonna assume that is a fucking demon waiting me waiting for me in the fucking shadows of the Chicken Bar.
All right, story eleven.
This comes from Iron Balls McGinty McGinty McGinty McGinty Mc Mc McGinty McGinty McGinty McGinty McGinty McGinty McGinty McGinty iron balls mcginty the first apartment my ex wife and i lived in was haunted There were all sorts of little things that would happen.
Silverware getting moved around.
Knick knacks on shelves getting pushed away.
We could both feel that something was there.
But it seemed friendly, so we never really worried about it.
Then one night, something in the bedroom woke me up.
I don't know if it was a noise or a touch, or just the feeling that something was off.
I opened my eyes and saw.
The only way to describe it was an old hag in the corner of the bedroom.
I went to roll to get to the nightstand drawer and couldn't move.
I sat there and looked at it for what seemed like an hour, but it was all less than a minute.
Then it zoomed at me and vanished.
After that, I could move.
I sat up in bed, yelling at the top of my lungs.
This, of course, woke the wife up.
We talked about what I had seen and decided that our best course of action was to invite it to leave.
That was a good idea.
Yep.
So, there we were, middle of the night, standing on our little porch in the light of the mirage under construction.
Eventually the complex we lived in was sold and became their back parking garage.
Our doors opened and we basically said, We don't know who you are or why you are here, but we're asking you to leave our home.
You don't need to be here anymore.
And right about then, our neighbor opened his front door and stepped out to smoke.
About scared the shit out of us.
Surprised him as well.
And just then, this wind came blowing out of our apartment, a cold wind.
Cold enough that all three of us could see our breath in it.
It blew for maybe 10, 20 seconds, and then just stopped.
The neighbor asked, what the hell was that?
I explained that we thought something was in our apartment, and we had asked it to leave.
Nothing happened in that place again for the next several months that we lived there.
No idea what happened there to bring about the visit either.
Sometimes you just gotta ask.
Yeah, dude.
What could I say?
I mean, you know, you have a significant amount of sway over these entities being as you exist in the 3D space.
So a lot of times when you tell them to go, they actually can't fight back, even the really potent ones do it, just simply because you have a lot more sway than they do here.
It's part of why they want to take control of people, because, you know, you could do things they can't.
Exactly.
And that's a good point, because like, people who are just super fearful seem to get, like, attacked by them more than people who aren't so fearful.
Yeah, because a lot of times they underestimate themselvesves in the pecking orders, so they think that they're at the mercy of these things.
And well, these things are only too eager to take advantage of that mentality.
Creepy stuff, man.
They can spell your fear, damn it.
Creepy stuff.
They're creepy, but don't be scared.
You can be creeped out, but you gotta be firm.
They just gotta go.
Yeah, I liked what he said there.
What did he?
We don't know who you are or why you're here, but we're asking you to leave our home.
You don't need to be here anymore.
Yeah, see, that's good.
You gotta be definitive.
You gotta be unambiguous.
And you have to tell them to go.
You gotta go.
So they so they so they narrowed things down, like we're already eliminating excuses you might make, bye bye.
You're not paying rent.
I'm already stressed out enough.
I don't need more of it.
You're not paying rent.
You can't sublec, get the hell out of here.
You wouldn't pay you wouldn't pay anyway.
I don't trust you.
You're a damn cold wind.
How much money you even got?
I'm good for it.
You can trust me, bro.
You can trust me.
You can start getting like a bank.
God, can you imagine how creepy that would be?
Like, what the hell?
You're not paying shit.
You want to pay a shit and suddenly I see a bank account number start getting drawn on the wall.
They're drawn off of this account.
They call you shit.
You're like, oh, a million.
And you're like, well, shit.
Well, I mean, let's talk here.
Just fucking rich.
I mean, could there be times when you just could not be looking in my room and stuff?
Exactly.
It's like, hmm, got his hands together.
You know, it's a shit.
I'm not sure about that one.
The invisible man.
That'd be great.
All right, last.
All right, on to thirteen or twelve right.
Last story here, story twelve.
I was going to make it a Baker's Dozen, but I didn't.
I could throw in a thirteenth one.
Okay.
Other siblings are always playing with it.
Let me let me read twelve.
Let me read twelve.
And then you do thirteenth.
We'll just get that out of the way here.
Okay, story twelve.
This comes from Celtic Sparrow.
I was in the military from 1999 to 2005 and was stationed at Maguire Air Force Base in New Jersey from 2003 to 2005.
I used to pray by my bedside at night until something grabbed me by the throat and pushed me down on my back on the floor.
Now I pray while safe under the covers if I'm in my room.
I have so many other stories from throughout my life, from being pushed down the stairs and up them in New Jersey, seeing red smoke forming in the middle of my bedroom in Texas, hearing someone walk up and down the basement stairs while I'm home alone in Kentucky, hearing disembodied voices arguing in my empty house after my grandmother had used a Ouija board days before in Texas.
Every time I hear about those things, just don't use them.
Seriously.
Catching very clear e-mails.
Very clear EVPs on ghost haunts in the woods and in cemeteries in Texas.
Having rocks thrown at my bedroom door while staying at a 150-year-old farmhouse in Ireland.
Having something violently rattle my bedroom door handle when I was home alone in Texas.
Being followed up the stairs by a ghost boy with only shoulders and a head and whales.
Oh, God.
Having my bedroom door flung open in the middle of the night in Texas.
Seeing full-bodied apparitions.
This is very common.
Seeing shadow people, this is very common.
Catching shadows moving after they triggered my indoor security camera in Kentucky.
Hearing knocking on the wall behind my head when everyone was asleep in Texas.
Seeing a black wolf under my bed in Texas.
These things were often witnessed by others when I wasn't alone.
This list doesn't cover a fraction of what I've experienced.
Oh, brother.
These persons are just riddled with this shit.
Celtic sparrows.
You have been targeted, sir.
Yes, sir.
I'm like, so I've seen this story a few times and yeah, something something was attached or targeted or possibly marked or sigilled or God only knows to this person, Jesus.
Black wolf under the bed?
Yeah, some skinwalker shit happening.
I don't like the sound of that, no, not one bit.
No, thank you.
Like, that's some rather potent entities involved in that story.
Well, dang, now my Ouija board story sounds tame in comparison.
Like, I have a few different ones, just in case the one I have is a repeat.
Like, I knew one person who had who had.
who used to call up all kinds of people and like got freaked out one day because I guess they tried to call up like Hitler or something and all this weird shit started happening in their house afterwards because someone supposedly showed up and claimed they were them.
And I'm like, and I'm like, yeah, you asked for something to pop up.
It's like, either that's him or that's a demon that wants to be identified as him.
Either way, you just didn't fuck that up bad.
Yeah, you don't call shit in.
No, no, no.
Don't Yeah, like, you don't call down dark entities or, for that matter, the souls of living evil.
No bueno.
Like, it's just a bad idea.
And then another story is I knew somebody who in the evening, or not, sorry, not in the evening, her other siblings, rather, not older siblings, older and younger, were messing with one.
She, of course, didn't want to touch it or mess with it or nothing.
And they'd been at it for a while.
And they were starting to get kind of freaked out themselves by the creepiness.
But then as she's like looking into the...
the hallway as they were finishing up the whole session she sees this like glowing head floating down the hall like giant disembodied golden head like Wizard of Oz type shit.
Weird.
And yeah, the Ouija board was gone.
Yeah.
Yeah, like, I just got to say, like, you already get connected to and touched to and reached out at and bit and messed with by these things enough.
You don't need to be inviting them.
No, dude.
I actually bought an Ouija board for the trip to Bannock Ghost Town.
And I set it up in the schoolhouse there, which is upstairs is the Freemason place where they still use it.
And Bannica is like the first capital of Montana from way back in the day.
And a lot of shit happened in gold rush days.
But the Freemason building is a room is above the schoolhouse.
And they still fucking use it.
They still do Masonic rituals there, dude.
That's a lot of ongoing energy in a place.
Yeah, but I set the Ouija board up in the school below and set the camera up while we visited there.
And yeah, I didn't I don't think we caught anything.
I don't think we caught anything.
So I have to go over all the footage, but nothing was moved.
Well, the problem is, is you gotta interact and call out to things.
Yeah.
Ask them to interact.
That's what I didn't want to do.
You gotta invite.
You gotta invite the entities to do things and it's just plain a poor idea in the first place, you know?
Yeah.
You can't just leave it out there.
That's like setting up an altar and not praying to it.
That's true.
The altar is not enough.
I hadn't, I hadn't opened the doorway yet.
It requires that interaction with your soul, that will.
You know, they're like vampires.
They gotta be allowed in.
Right.
Yeah.
See, I didn't want to open anything, dude.
So I just left it.
That's the problem is I can't honestly say that's a stupid thing you did because that was probably the wisest decision right there.
Like the fact that you looked at it and thought maybe I shouldn't do that really kind of says you probably should have definitely not done that.
Yeah.
Yeah.
It's a good thing you didn't.
I mean, that place is crazy.
We got a they let us, you know, walk around at night.
The last people they're letting do that.
They're going under new management.
We got the last permit to do that ship.
So that's pretty cool.
But the place is pretty fucking freaky.
But I don't think we really caught anything, like, paranormal on camera, at least.
Well, yeah, see, the problem is, is, like, short of antagonizing them and getting that kind of negative energy response, it's kind of hard to, like, have them pop out and put on a show for you because, you know, they're not, they're, just the energy you're putting out makes them less likely to show up, like, displaces them to a certain extent.
Kind of like you're not going to see a whole lot of paranormal stuff, like, if there's, like, if you're, like, at a haunted trap, church or something but a whole choir's there performing that's probably not when the creepy shit's happening yeah Zach baggins and ghostost Adventures, they caught some footage there.
They allegedly said that this old stove, old oven, like a drawer came out.
They captured on film.
It's, I don't know what season it was, but I went there.
I went to that same room and I was actually, I was asking it.
It's like, if there's anything in here, make this thing open.
Open up.
Come on, open.
Didn't work.
That dude, like, probably the creepiest episode of Ghost Adventures I ever saw.
was the one where he was talking to the Catholic priest and you could see on his face this like, thousand yard stare when he's talking about the shit he's doing at this like, satanic like, freaking altar or whatever that he'd found and he was just basically like you were just inviting danger on yourself like you could just see like the look of horror on his face it was like it was like the equivalent of somebody saying like you know oh i love swimming among sharks i think
i'm making friends with them yeah that dude is and being a lifeguard and you're just like looking at him like brother they're not your friend yeah man They're just waiting to eat you.
Yeah, he's got his dark energy for sure.
Yeah, that show, like, every time I saw it, I thought to myself, like, I don't want to even go try to debunk this shit.
What he does is like playing with forces he does not understand.
No, dude.
No, not at all.
He's been doing it for so long.
That show's got like 26 seasons or something like that.
I mean, it's from his show that I recognized when I got bit and then started monitoring it and realizing like, it's not going away for weeks, even though it's just a little bruise.
That's not right.
That's weird, dude.
Yeah, because when you get touched that way, like, it doesn't heal it heals all fucked up that's not good that happened in the church you said right yeah and i didn't feel i was antagonizing it but apparently i didn't like that me singing about angels and stuff found that personally offensive i mean technically it was just trying to reach out to me or just recognize that i could acknowledge and see it and it just reached out to me in desperation but
i think that part kind of like antagonized it to actually hurting me So that would mean it was kind of instead of just touching me in some way.
Yeah.
Well, see, I was singing about angels andgels in a church where I think some bad things happened that were not so angelic, you know what I mean?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Like, I got the feeling that there was some bad blood between them and the church, and it wasn't necessarily because they were against God, but more so followers of the church as a whole.
There was a certain cohort of them that may have done some bad things to them or something.
Gnarly dude.
And it makes me kind of wonder if it ain't on purpose to like make those vortexes pop up in the first place.
Right.
Because they generate conflict.
Right.
Well, right.
Let's call it good.
So, yeah.
Hope you all had fun listening to scary stories.
If you see, if you hear anybody yelling for you to come out, try the trick questions.
Things like, what's my mother's name?
I saw that one on a video once, like, come on out.
What's my mom?
Or come on out.
It's your mother.
It's like, what's my mom's name?
I wasn't sure if that one was fake or not, but you know, it seemed like a great example.
Yeah, ask it questions only your mama would know.
Yeah, ask it questions and just generally carry a dialogue because a lot of times these entities are trying to like essentially mimic human speech.
They're not they don't really necessarily fully understand your response.
The creepiest shit like black black eyed kids.
Yeah.
Shadow people.
We'll have to do an episode on them.
At some point we'll end up 18 plus, so up until then.
Need some creepy episodes because maybe then we can be considered a variety show.
Because maybe that's why they haven't dinged us yet.
Because we aren't considered fully conspiracy.
Yeah.
Cover everything.
We're the paranotics.
We paranotical are away everywhere.
So there you have it.
Every topic.
Way of weaving our way out of the 18 plus censorship.
Realistically, it's supposed to be for explicit sexy time talks but you know isn't going to be just used for that.
Nope.
Nope.
All right everyone, till next time, take care of yourselves, take care of one another, peace out.
And if someone says you should move off platform, don't, and always distrust the government.
