What is your scariest true story? - Paranormal or not paranormal

Do you believe in ghosts?

  • Hell yeah! Shit's spooky as hell!

  • Hell no! Shit's gay as hell!


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FatFuckingClown

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What's the story that always comes to your head when people ask you this?
I'll spill some of mine if you spill some of yours. :tomgirl:
 
I'll spill some of mine if you spill some of yours. :tomgirl:
I'm holding you to that.

There was this one time I went into this dark tunnel approaching dusk with my cousins in a playground. We were all 10-ish at the time and this was in a church playground in a very very bad neighborhood, just blocks away from aunt's house.
Surely, we were brazen to even approach, but we couldn't resist more fun (we were quite bored, you see). And so, before the sun set, I took notice of the tunnel, speaking in my mind, "These are just like the ones at my elementary school! One more for the road!" And quickly dove in, laughing all the way, refusing to hear the cries of concern each of my cousins had let out, "No! Don't!"
But it was too late.

I emerged, unaware and tilted over to them with utmost curiosity.
"There's dog shit in there." One of them pointed back.
I freak, almost about to vomit, before noticing, not a speck was on me. It was only then I knew ghosts were real and it was the spirit of my long lost ancestor protecting me from a traumatizing experience. And then I vowed to live up to that promise. Hence why I'm on Kiwi Farms now.

True story.

Except for that last part. Or was that the only true part? Spoooooky.
 
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I'm holding you to that.

There was this one time I went into this dark tunnel approaching dusk with my cousins in a playground. We were all 10-ish at the time and this was in a church playground in a very very bad neighborhood, just blocks away from aunt's house.
Surely, we were brazen to even approach, but we couldn't resist more fun (we were quite bored, you see). And so, before the sun set, I took notice of the tunnel, speaking in my mind, "These are just like the ones at my elementary school! One more for the road!" And quickly dove in, laughing all the way, refusing to hear the cries of concern each of my cousins had let out, "No! Don't!"
But it was too late.

I emerged, unaware and tilted over to them with utmost curiosity.
"There's dog shit in there." One of them pointed back.
I freak, almost about to vomit, before noticing, not a speck was on me. It was only then I knew ghosts were real and it was the spirit of my long lost ancestor protecting me from a traumatizing experience. And then I vowed to live up to that promise. Hence why I'm on Kiwi Farms now.

True story.

Except for that last part. Or was that the only true part? Spoooooky.
Holy shit, I am shaking.
 
once got shot at during a drug deal at a shady ass hotel and that spooked me pretty bad

I'm glad you're okay. Your picture entertains me to no end.

When I was in elementary school, I met and shook hands with Jared Fogle during a tour he was on, speaking at schools to teach kids about the values of eating healthy. I don't know if he was ever into guys (all I've read about his legal troubles involved young girls) but it still fascinates me today.

http://radaronline.com/celebrity-news/jared-fogle-subway-child-molestation-little-boy/
He was. 11/10 spooked. :cryblood:
 
When I was 6 or 7 my older cousin and her friend were watching my siblings and a couple of my friends and I while my parents were out for a bit. From what I remember, as soon as they left we kept getting these phone calls asking for people who didn't live at my house. My cousin said there were a few different voices doing it, one female even did some evil laugh-thing after being told that there wasn't anybody by whatever name she asked for there.

This was like 1991, so I don't even think *69 or caller ID were around yet?
 
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In 2011, I was camping with a group in the Boundary Waters, which is a large wilderness area in northern Minnesota/Canada.

One night we were sitting at the campsite, when we all noticed this spherical ball of light hovering just above the tree line on the opposite side of the lake. It was an extremely intense white light, perfectly round, and seemed to be vibrating. Before any of us could open our mouths to ask what the hell was going on, it seemingly teleported along a horizontal line to the north end of the lake. I'm not joking, it moved there quicker than the blink of an eye.

It hovered there for a few seconds, and then shot straight into the sky and disappeared, like the Enterprise engaging warp speed.

I'm not bullshitting or exaggerating any of this, we all saw it. I guess it wasn't really "scary" but it was freaky as hell. UFOs exist. I've seen one.
 
In 2011, I was camping with a group in the Boundary Waters, which is a large wilderness area in northern Minnesota/Canada.

One night we were sitting at the campsite, when we all noticed this spherical ball of light hovering just above the tree line on the opposite side of the lake. It was an extremely intense white light, perfectly round, and seemed to be vibrating. Before any of us could open our mouths to ask what the hell was going on, it seemingly teleported along a horizontal line to the north end of the lake. I'm not joking, it moved there quicker than the blink of an eye.

It hovered there for a few seconds, and then shot straight into the sky and disappeared, like the Enterprise engaging warp speed.

I'm not bullshitting or exaggerating any of this, we all saw it. I guess it wasn't really "scary" but it was freaky as hell. UFOs exist. I've seen one.
Could be ball lightning.
 
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I used to work with a guy whome I considered a hard ass, no bullshit, straight shooter who said that once he was driving along an old country road beside a field at dusk. As he was driving he saw a family of three walking in the field: adult male and female with a younger boy beside them. They were dressed in old fashioned clothes, he didn't specify, but the way he described it made it sound like it wasn't too old, like not hoopskirts and tailcoats. He knew everyone in the area so he turned to look at their faces.. but they didn't have any. Not blackness, or flat, just he couldn't perceive faces. After that he drove off and didn't dare look back. Even though this dude was a tough yankee redneck, he said he was never so afraid in his entire life.

I've heard a lot of ghost tales, I'm way into the subject, but his is the only one I believe. Mainly because he didn't over embellish, and I questioned him enough to allow him to.
 
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I remember once my boyfriend at the time, his brother, my friend and I went out mudding in the Upper Pennsula of Michigan. Spent the whole day drinking and hitting all the backroads and having a blast. It's starting to get dark and harder to see the trails so we decided to head back home. Sure as fuck we end up getting a flat and no one packed a spare. While we're waiting there I go ahead and call my mom and let her know what's going on and where I'm at and she goes dead silent. I'm asking her what the fuck is going on and she goes "Baby, I want you to stay in the car and don't get out for anyone. There was a prison escape in Kinross and they can't find the guy." I'm scared right the fuck out and I end up locking myself and my friend up in the truck until help got there. I got called a straight up bitch for what I did but fuck it things could've been alot worse.
 
I remember once my boyfriend at the time, his brother, my friend and I went out mudding in the Upper Pennsula of Michigan. Spent the whole day drinking and hitting all the backroads and having a blast. It's starting to get dark and harder to see the trails so we decided to head back home. Sure as fuck we end up getting a flat and no one packed a spare. While we're waiting there I go ahead and call my mom and let her know what's going on and where I'm at and she goes dead silent. I'm asking her what the fuck is going on and she goes "Baby, I want you to stay in the car and don't get out for anyone. There was a prison escape in Kinross and they can't find the guy." I'm scared right the fuck out and I end up locking myself and my friend up in the truck until help got there. I got called a straight up bitch for what I did but fuck it things could've been alot worse.

And here I thought this was going to be a story about you being stalked here by... you know who.
 
Not a scary story but speaking of UFOs: Me and my friend saw a light maybe twice as bright as a star moving in the sky. Sounds just like a normal satellite reflection except it also stood still for a few seconds and then changed direction! Something no satellite does.
 
When I was a small girl in elementary I fell asleep and "woke up" in a sort of medical gown in a weird lab/ Doctor's office surrounded by three tall and slender gray beings. They looked like gray aliens, and they had long limbs with three to four fingers on each end. They seemed to communicate telepathically, though it was hard to discern what their "voices" sound like. They "told" me that their "testing" was done and I would be released without any harm. Horrifying appearances aside, they were very nice. I met their "emperor" who ruled over that "colony" ship. "He" told me that their kind was enamored by earth for it's beauty. "They" also told me where they lived, in a star system called "Zeta Tau.... (can't remember the last part). I asked that I never see them again, and they dropped me off "in my normal dream where I was supposed to be".


Up to this day, I never seen them again. My mother said it was probably all my imagination, and I really hope it was. Just Recounting this dream made me feel flinchy and scared, not to mention I am still horrified of gray alien images...(:_(
 
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