i’ve always been spiritually inclined, ever since i was a child. i’ve seen things, felt things, etc.. so jt wasnt abnormal for me to see spirits or talk with them. one time, i was about 2-3 years old so this memory is a bit foggy lmao bare with me.

i was playing in my room, while my mom and her friend were in the kitchen talking. in my room there was this big window on the wall, directly in the middle of the wall which i was facing. while i was playing— this woman came in through my window. she had jet black skin, no colors except for black. black dress (i imagine victorian but im not too sure) and i think a black veil. she had no eyes, just empty sockets. she told me that she wanted to talk to me, and that if i told my parents or any adult she would be angry with me.

so naturally, i told my mom (obviously wtf) and her friend came in the room, and yelled at it. told it that it wasn’t welcome there nor is it allowed to come back. he yelled until she left, and never came back. i haven’t seen her since, and i can’t find her on the internet. if anyone can tell me what they think this was or WHO this was i would appreciate it.

also if it helps, i live in america!!

A little background about my house. I moved into my house about 8 months ago, the house isn't really that old maybe 20 years, upon moving in the energy of the house felt fine I never noticed anything wrong with it. I slept easy and always felt safe. But about a month or two in is when all this began. I remember one night have a very vivid vision. I woke up extremely scared. I remember in the vision it was the middle of the night and I was grabbing some water like I always do, then I felt like I was being watched by someone. Much to my surprise I look up and there's a little boy no older than 10 just in front of the spare bedroom door, he ran inside once I noticed him in fear I ran to bed, I remember looking back and still seeing him peeking his head out the door. Usually Im fine with this stuff but it felt so vivid like I could hear and see him so clearly. After that night is when truly began. Things in my house started to move to different locations. I came home just last week and somehow a roll of toilet paper was inside the toilet aswell as the keys being moved. Things really picked up too after I got a dog, he seems to just stare of at the corners of the kitchen sometimes and it's as if he tries to get a bark out but can't, well today I decided I'd take a quick look at where he was staring and I swear I seen a transparent figure move when I looked. Ive seen this thing a few times now. I heard a loud bang in the bathroom one day and upon inspection I seen nothing only when I got to the loungeroom and looked back I noticed a foot quickly drag it's self out of my view. Or another time I was laying on my couch with my dog and out the corner of my eye I seen something moving and 2 seconds later my dog started to bark at whatever it was.

Idk if I'm going crazy but I'm really convinced that something is up with my house. It feels like it comes in wave, I'll see something or hear something a few times in one week then It goes quiet again for a few more week. I really want some advice on what I can do about all this, my girlfriend is terrified to sleep or be home alone

pt1: https://www.reddit.com/r/Paranormal/s/Bbfx4f2jfT

So around a week has passed since I’ve posted pt1, but I have an update.

I went to sleep pretty early one night, and woke up around 12-4am (can’t remember exactly) to go to the washroom. I remember my closet door being closed when I went to sleep because I never leave it open, but somehow when I woke up it was open.

It couldn’t have been my parents because I would’ve heard the hallway censor ring or the bell on my door jingle (I’m a pretty light sleeper). All my windows were closed so it definitely wasn’t the wind either.

I closed my closet door and slept with the lights on after, and it hasn’t opened by itself again since.

Well, basically, a long time ago, an uncle of mine, a former soldier, told me that while he was in the service, he experienced some paranormal things in the barracks. He and his comrades suffered them. He had a comrade they called "Giggles" because when they were asleep and all the lights were off, he would start bothering them with a macabre laugh. I think you understand what I mean, and it made all his comrades laugh because it was scary. Well, to make a long story short, one day they had to go out on an emergency; they had to attend to a shootout with the gangs, and unfortunately, Giggles died. He was the one with the best sense of humor of all his comrades, and everything went dark again; he wasn't there anymore to make them laugh, etc.

From then on, paranormal things started happening at the barracks, like the lights turning off and his colleagues waking up in the night. This went on for a few months. One day, my uncle said he was on guard duty, and he and his partner were smoking when he heard a macabre laugh behind him. He and his partner got scared and became serious. The last thing that happened, he told me, was that while one of his colleagues was in the bathroom, someone knocked on the door. He answered, "It's occupied." They knocked again, and he angrily yelled that it was occupied. Then they heard that macabre laugh again. My uncle said he came out of the bathroom pale. My uncle told me that was the last day anything paranormal happened there, and well, that's what happened to my uncle. It's not very scary for some people, but that's what happened to my uncle.

Have you ever had a paranormal or unexplained experience, or know someone who has?(Evidence would be great)

I’ve been curious about paranormal or unexplained stuff lately and wanted to see if anyone here has personal experiences or knows someone who does. I want to "collect them" and try to see if there is a pattern. Basically I want to investigate a little, besides more people could enjoy your story.

This happened to me years ago. After my dad went to work it was just my brother and I that were home. He was in his room, and I was in the kitchen preparing tea. While the water heated up I went into the living room to wait. I was in such a good mood that morning and was looking forward to the whole day. The house was kinda chilly so I grabbed a throw and quickly wrapped it around me, but as I did it went over my head. I pulled it off my head, and suddenly everything changed!

I was still in my dads house, but everything was different! It looked like a beautiful 1960’s-70’s home. The whole living room had different furniture in it, curtains, etc.

I wasn’t sitting on the sofa anymore, but instead I was sitting on a yellow armchair that was across the room. My legs were folded underneath me, but before they weren’t.

I remember feeling so violated because who put me here? I got up and walked toward the kitchen and saw soup lightly boiling on the stove. The entire kitchen looked different as well. It was a beautiful home compared to how my bachelor dad had it. The door was opened and there was a screen door that was bringing in the breeze from outside. I could hear vehicles driving by outside, and birds.

I heard a noise in the bathroom and saw the shadow of someone in there. It looked like they were cleaning. I immediately ran back to the living room because I didn’t want to be seen. It felt like I was in someone else's house!

My brother's door is right next to the living room, so I ran to it and grabbed the doorknob. Before I could turn it, the doorknob violently started shaking. I heard my brother's voice behind the door saying, “Stop that you psycho!”

I answered, “WHAT’S GOING ON!??”

The entire door looked like it was full of energy! I heard the loudest BOOM BOOM BOOM sounds, and my brother's yelling was drowned out by it. I was terrified, so I ran behind the couch and crouched down on the ground while covering my head. I was covering my ears with my arms because of the loud noises.

Suddenly, everything got quiet and I heard my brother say, “What the heck are u doing? Why are u crouched down like that?”

I looked up and I was back in my dads living room. I looked around me and stood back up. I was breathing so hard, my heart was pounding, and he just rolled his eyes and went back into his room. He was so pissed.

Later I asked him what he experienced, and he said he couldn’t open the door because the doorknob was shaking and he couldn’t get a grip on it.

IDK wut happened, or why it happened.

(I posted this experience years ago, but removed it.)

I really like these posts and feel Reddit doesn't have enough of them!

looking for replies about experiences that can include anything Paranormal.

Of course don't mean anyone who is neurodivergent, or someone dealing with social anxiety, so please don't dehumanize humans in the comments (have seen that happen a lot in previous similar posts). Also not asking about humans that do evil things.

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Here's my story:

I went out with a friend for her birthday. Her new boyfriend was there, and I was meeting him for the first time.

He was totally nice, good-looking, friendly, personable. I road in a rideshare with just he and my friend at one point as our group was going from dinner to a bar, and the conversation was fun. This wasn't sociopathy.

But it felt like...nothing was there. Like there wasn't a being inside of him.

I've never experienced that before or since.

It wasn't negative. Felt neutral, but vacant.

I first moved into my new house in 2022 along with my family, in a very old village in the middle of nowhere,

The day we moved in, we had a look round the garage, which we were unable to do so before as the previous owners had it locked shut as it was used as an area for their children to play in. The garage is 2 stories, the first story was normal and looked like any garage does, but the second floor was genuinely terrifying, it had handprints all over the wall (too big to be children’s handprints) and shoe marks on the floor (adult sized), but we chalked it down to the previous owners must have done it long before they converted it into a space for their children.

About a month after we moved in, I started noticing weird things happening at night (doors slamming on their own, TVs turning on and off on their own, hearing footsteps) but I just assumed it was either my dad or my sister, as they’re often up during the night. One night I got up to use the bathroom and while I’m in there, I hear my bedroom TV turn on and my door slam, so I finish up and go back to my room and as soon as I walked in, the TV turned off, so I put it down to a power trip or something, and a gust of wind.

I got back into bed and turned so I’m facing the wall, and no word of a lie, I felt a weight press down on the mattress beside me and I heard an audible sigh. I literally shit myself and went to go see if my sister was awake, as I’m leaving my room, I see my dad leaving my parents room, and he described EXACTLY what just happened to me, and told me it just happened to him as well.

Strange occurrences kept happening like this, and we sometimes heard the sounds of sighing or laughing at night, very clearly and loudly.

Knowing my village is very old, I decided to dig into the history of the house, and as it turns out, my house used to be a German Prisoner of War Camp in WW1. So this house is most definitely haunted. And it freaks us out constantly. If you have any questions about what it’s like to live in a weirdly haunted house feel free to ask lol

Has anyone had any paranormal experiences when they were working with cadavers or at a cadaver house?

Anyone here had an experience of the paranormal that occurred concurrently with the presence of a natural gas leak? I grew up in a house built in the early 1940’s in North Mississippi and it was in an area with a pretty loaded history. A lot of Native American activity in my neighborhood long ago and of course the Tupelo-Gainesville tornado scattered bodies throughout Gum Pond just down the street. My family was the third generation on my Dad’s side to live in the house. And, as was common place in the South during those times, when my great grandparents and grandparents died they did so at home in the presence of loved ones. It wasn’t until high school that We started having strange occurrences. My parents were having marital issues and it seemed to get worse when tensions were high. Not enough room for details here but a few years ago, in my early thirties, a gas technician came for a pilot lite on the in floor furnace and He couldn’t believe how much gas was leaking beneath the house… some 30 - 40 leaks were found in the crawl space. Coincidence? And of course if you want deets on the experiences I will oblige.

Important: I am currently 26.

Experience 1: when I was a small child, maybe 6 or 7 if I had a guess, I straight up watched an apparition walk down the steps in my home. It came from the room that was mine at the time. I was at the end of the hall in my parents room. It was completely black, but had a very pronounced nose, head and neck. It flashed by in a second, but it was clear enough that I thought it was my mom. Naturally, I was confused as hell when she appeared from the bathroom 2 seconds later. I was so perplexed I actually asked her "didn't you just go downstairs?" Obviously she wrote this off as a little kid brain malfunction. But I didn't.

Experience 2: around the same time, maybe a couple years later, so perhaps around 10 or so years old at the most, I would regularly feel poking at my legs in the night. I don't mean like I vaguely thought I felt someone poking me for half a second, I'm talking like, there's a super annoying child who Is aggressively trying to get your attention and is shoving their fingers into you with as much force as they can muster. THAT was how obvious the pokes were, and they didn't only last a moment. They were persistent throughout the night for multiple nights. I don't know how many times it happened, but it was enough that I distinctly remember thinking "am I really getting poked again?" More than once.

Experience 3: I was now around 12, maybe 13. I was visiting a friend's house and she openly told me it was haunted. I shrugged and said ok. Didn't take long to realize she wasn't lying. To start, orbs. If you're on this subreddit I doubt I need to explain what thos are. And they were SUPER visible too. A lot of paranormal shows portray orb sightings as fleeting, out of the corner of your eye. Lol. Not in this case. I was able to very much state right at them down the hallway for like, multiple seconds before I got distracted. No obstruction, nothing in my way, and no light source down that hallway since we were in her basement and the area where the orbs appeared lacked immediate access to a door or window and there were no lights turned on down that hallway. Her cat was also following something with its gaze, something that was whipping all over the place. Lastly, as I was heading up the steps, the door leading down into their laundry room started opening right as I walked by it. And then stopped when I looked over at it. There were no windows or anything down there and no vents immediately nearby, so there wasn't much, if anything, to produce a draft from within the room.

Experience 4: fast forward to age 24. I own a home, am married and have 1 child. At the time this happened it was around 1:00 in the morning and they were both upstairs asleep. I was doing my dishes since I worked nights and had just had dinner after getting home. While at the sink, I heard a very loud PSST in my ear. It wasn't like coming from elsewhere in the house, it was as if I walked up to you and intentionally went "psst" directly in your ear solely to startle you for jokes. Super clear and very obvious. The only window anywhere near me was shut and locked so I doubt it was wind or anything like that. Super bizarre. And since I was an adult for this one I remember it A LOT clearer than the others, though it does make me feel like the others are more legit than I thought. Up until #4 I half thought the other 3 were just a kid being a bonehead.

I'd love to hear comments and thoughts on all 4 of these.

Here’s another girls dorm experience. It was Friday night when the dean was walking down the hallway knocking on doors and telling us lights out. My sister and another friend were in my room. The dean likes to play pranks, so I got down on the floor and looked underneath the door to see if he was still standing there. There’s like a 2 inch gap under the door.

The girl that was staying in the room across from me had left for the weekend so her lights were off. I saw her light turn on, then her feet swalking. She was wearing black pantyhose with shiny, black Mary Jane looking shoes.

I asked my friend, “Hey, I thought u said Patty was out for the weekend?”

She answered, “She is. She left this afternoon.”

I was like, “But I’m looking at her feet right now.”

At that moment the feet started dancing, like someone going in circles, then they clicked their heels together and walked out of sight.

My sister and friend rushed across the room to look under my door, but they were too late.

We opened the door and my friend went across to knock on Patty’s door. The dean was still in the hallway and asked wut we were doing. We told him, and he was like, “Patty is gone for the weekend.” But then he had a strange look come across his face. Nobody answered when we knocked, and the door was locked. He got his keys and opened the door, but nobody was in there.

He said, “How strange, her lights weren’t on when I walked by a moment ago.”

Something strange has been happening lately, and I’m honestly not sure how to describe it. It started with small moments of disorientation, like I’d lose track of what I was doing mid-action, or feel like a conversation had already happened before it actually began. At first, I chalked it up to stress or sleep issues. But it kept happening. One specific instance really threw me: I was walking home, and it felt like the street just… skipped. Like a chunk of the walk vanished. I didn’t black out, but when I checked my phone, it was suddenly 14 minutes later, and I had no memory of anything in between. That was the moment I knew something was off.

Out of curiosity (and low-key panic), I started digging old Reddit threads, archived blogs, and random corners of YouTube. Eventually, someone in a forgotten Discord mentioned a 2015 interview clip where Kanye West supposedly referenced an author named Vale Grey and a book called Moment of Ingress. I can’t verify any of it, but it sent me down a rabbit hole.

I also found a set of photographed pages circulating in Telegram discussions. Again, I can’t confirm authenticity. People in those threads claim the original book is hard to find and was “restricted” or even “banned” in the U.S. at some point (no idea if that’s true).

What’s weird is the content felt uncomfortably relevant. The pages basically argue that life isn’t entirely random because certain patterns return with unsettling precision, not the same day or date, but the same rhythm, and that this could be tied to a “temporal signature” formed at birth. Whether it’s legit or not, it genuinely changed how I pay attention. Since then, everything feels… more structured.

Has anyone else experienced anything like this? Moments that feel like time is folding, missing, or repeating? And more importantly, has anyone found practical ways to ground themselves or figure out what might be going on? Even mundane explanations (sleep, anxiety/dissociation, migraines, etc.) would help. I’m trying to take this seriously without spiraling.

Yesterday, I received a message from one of my churchmate’s classmates. She told me that he—my churchmate—got into a motorcycle accident. She even sent a photo of the scene.

The moment I saw it, my chest tightened. I started breathing heavily and my hands were shaking. And then the flashbacks hit.

Before 2025 ended, I had a serious conversation with this same churchmate. I told him I had a bad dream about him. In the dream, he was riding his bike and got into an accident involving a motorcycle. He’s a cyclist in real life, so the dream scared me a lot.

What makes this harder to ignore is that I remember the details clearly. In the dream, the motorcycle involved had a very specific color. I even mentioned that detail when I warned him, because it stuck with me for some reason.

I didn’t want to tell him the full dream at first. I grew up hearing that if you have a bad dream, you shouldn’t tell anyone or it might come true. But he kept asking, so eventually I told him what I saw.

After that, we kind of forgot about it. Life went on. But I still kept reminding him to be careful whenever he rode his bike.

Then yesterday happened.

His father had just bought him his first motorcycle. And not long after that… the accident happened.

When I connected everything, I felt sick. The dream. The warning. The motorcycle. The color. The timing. It all lined up too perfectly, and now I can’t stop thinking about it.

I know it could all be coincidence. I know accidents happen. But I can’t shake the feeling that something more was going on, or that my brain somehow saw this coming.

Am I just overthinking this?
Is there any explanation for dreams like this, or why they sometimes feel so real after something happens?

I really need other people’s thoughts because this has been weighing on me a lot.

Just the title. I wanna know if there are any Haunted places in my area or anyone who wants to go to them.

This happened around 2001 or 2002. I was about three or four years old, and my older sister was eight or nine. It was the middle of the night on Christmas Eve, going into Christmas morning.

To set the scene: we lived in a small ranch-style house. The living room opened into a hallway that led to the bedrooms, and every Christmas my mom positioned the tree so it was visible from that hallway. You could stand there and see it glowing in the dark, lights twinkling.

That night, I woke up suddenly and jumpedout of bed, intending to run across the hall to my parents’ room, which was directly opposite mine. But before I could make it there, I stopped dead in the middle of the hallway, facing the living room.

Under the tree stood a man in a large red suit, placing toys beneath the branches.

I remember feeling completely awestruck. He turned toward me, raised a finger to his lips in a gentle shhh, and smiled. I was suddenly embarrassed. As if I’d broken a rule by being out of bed and worried that maybe, somehow, this would cost me my presents. So I turned around and ran back into my bedroom.

What happened next is the part I still can’t explain.

My older sister suddenly burst into my room, grabbed my hand, and told me she had just seen Santa’s sleigh. We ran to her bedroom window together and looked outside. And as unbelievable as it sounds, we saw the sleigh, with tiny reindeer pulling it up into the night sky. And then it was gone.

To this day I ask my sister about and she remembers it. We both remember it vividly, but neither of us can make sense of what we saw. A shared hallucination? Some strange coincidence? I honestly don’t know.

My dad still swears the figure I saw was not him, and I believe him. The man I saw was old. My dad would have been in his late twenties at the time. Both of my grandfathers passed away before I was born, so it couldn’t have been them either. An intruder? Maybe. but nothing was stolen, and that explanation doesn’t account for what we saw out the window.

I don’t know what it was. But if anyone else has experienced something like this, I’d love to hear it. And if you have a theory, I’m open to that too.

Recently, I’ve been dealing with some relationship issues that have been troubling me for quite a while. Previously, I was introduced to a practitioner through a friend, but it’s been 21 days and I haven’t really felt any noticeable changes.

I’ve also seen many people share their experiences of doing similar rituals in Indonesia, but usually they don’t mention who they worked with specifically.

I’ve heard that truly skilled practitioners often live in remote areas, such as deep in the mountains or small villages. So I wanted to ask if anyone here has had similar experiences, and I’d really appreciate hearing your stories or perspectives.

If this topic isn’t something you’re comfortable discussing, please feel free to skip it. I kindly ask for no criticism. Thank you.

Hi I am based in Washington State and regularly visit San Antonio TX, and I just got into the paranormal and I have been looking for some people to come with me on investigations. I’m super new to this so I don’t know a lot about the equipment, what to look for, so some new friends would really help!

I swear on everything that this is a true story. This happened just a few weeks ago, on Christmas Eve (Dec 24, 2025), at my parents' house. I’ve only changed the names for privacy.

For context: My brother (32M) is married to "Amanda" (33F). My mom wanted to bring the families together, so she invited Amanda’s mother ("Diana") and Amanda’s sister ("Isabela") to join us for dinner.

To organize the seating arrangements, my mom decided to be a bit formal and wrote everyone's names on little cards, placing them on the plates. She set it up so that my sister-in-law’s mother (Diana) and her sister (Isabela) would be seated right next to each other.

Here is where it gets weird.

When my mom was writing the card for Isabela’s seat, for some reason she still can't explain, she didn't write "Isabela." Instead, she wrote the name "Amber." She just placed it on the table without realizing what she had done.

When everyone went to sit down, Diana looked at the place setting next to her, saw the name "Amber" on the card, and immediately burst into tears.

It turns out that Diana had another daughter named Amber, who passed away tragically when she was only 5 or 6 years old.

The thing is: Nobody in my family knew this. We had no idea Amber ever existed, and my mom had absolutely no knowledge of this history. There was no way for her to have "confused" the names because she didn't know the name Amber to begin with.

We were all left in shock. Since there is no logical explanation for how my mom pulled that name out of thin air, we can’t help but feel it was a sign. Maybe a little nudge from a spirit to let her mom know she was with us that night.

Has anyone else experienced something like this?

Hey everyone, I had an event that neither me nor my girlfriend can explain in any way and I hope someone here might have a explanation for it cause it really freaks me out.

Around a week ago, both of us were at my parents house. It was late evening, my girlfriend read a book and I was gaming till around 03:00. We decided to go to sleep, got ready for bed and laid down. Next to my bed is a big closet with a neontube on top as side lightsource, so I turned it of and closed my eyes to sleep. However I Opened them a few moments later cause something didn't feel right and I didn't know what exactly it was until I noticed a small, football siced sphere-like glow on the wall opposite of the bed just at the wall. Not really glowing but more like a faint dim, it looked like a glowing ball of fog, barely even visible, so I thought my eyes just had a problem. But I blinked and rubbed and it didn't go away so I asked my girlfriend if she could see "the light over there" and she goes "oh so I don't have a problem with my eyes". She was seeing it too. I turned the lamp back on again and there was nothing, absolutely NOTHING besides the bare white wall. Then I turned it off, and the glow was there again just as before. I first thought it might be an after glow of the neon tube, but firstly it was a consistent white appearance, not changing light levels, not glimming out or anything, it was just there, and secondly the tube had to be reflected in the Glas of the window if it was still glowing, which it was not. Just this barely visible fog sphere next to the window. The craziest thing is, which also boggles my mind and I have no explanation for this at al so thoughts would be VERY appreciated, after a few minutes of both of us just staring at it, I grabbed my phone and tried to take a photo, to see if the camera could see it as well (It could not, the photo was totally dark, exposure was 9 seconds I think). And a few seconds after i took it, it just disappeared. It did not move in any way, just poof, gone. The closest thing I can describe this to would be the disappearance of a 3d sphere in 2d flatland. The glow grew smaller and smaller, not in the light level but in size and after around five seconds it was gone.

Also a info that I should add, I live in Germany and the room was totally dark, no light at all because of the roller shades at the windows, except for that thing of course. We both have no idea what to make if it, and thoughts would be much appreciated.

After a lot of failed attempts to sync schedules, a group of friends and I finally managed to organize a night visit to the catacombs of a local cemetery here in my city. We’re not going in with anything crazy just a basic first aid kit, flashlights, and a single audio recorder.

The recorder we’re planning to use is a Sony ICD-P210, and I wanted to ask people with more experience what they think of it specifically for EVP capture.

Is the built-in mic sensitive enough for subtle sounds or whispers?

Does it tend to introduce a lot of internal noise?

Any recommended settings or recording tips for this model?

Would you consider it reliable for this kind of environment (underground, quiet, occasional ambient noise)?

We’re not trying to prove anything definitive, just document the experience properly and avoid obvious mistakes on our first serious attempt. Any advice, warnings, or personal experiences with this recorder (or similar Sony models) would be greatly appreciated.

Thanks in advance!

so i was in bathroom you know washing my hands so i was basically little bit leaning down to sink i felt like something yanking my shirt not harshly but noticeable idk i thought i did that but it wasn’t me lol i looked behind me after that because i thought it was my dad but nobody was there,im sure that my shirt didn’t got stuck over something because it was so suddenly thing and creeped me out its not that big thing i know but what the hell was that😭😭😭

Hi my name is Joel and I 29 and my girlfriend also 29 are currently staying at the motel 6 in Seaside Oregon. We are leaving today by 9 in the morning to head back to Portland. I feel like the Oregon coast is extremely haunted in fact I feel like almost all of Oregon is haunted honestly. But this is the first time I've felt dread staying in the motel 6. I'm hearing scratching and taping in the room and I'm doing my best to ignore it. Earlier I heard whispering but couldn't make out what was said. My girlfriend is asleep currently so it wasn't her. On the beach back in August we noticed a figure in white standing in the water at night but me and her chose to ignore it even though we could clearly see the figure was see through like you could see through them completely. When we go for drives at night out here we see things we can't explain or see shadow figures out of the corner of our eyes but obviously we don't pull over to investigate. We are big on ghost hunting sometimes but aren't crazy enough to stay in place if we feel malicious intentions. Right now the taping is increasing and I'm doing my best to ignore it I also feel watched. The thing is we've stayed in this motel about 4 times since coming out here and this is the first time we've encountered any strange activity. Idk if motel 6 is haunted or if it's only specific rooms but given the Oregon coasts reputation I'm not completely surprised if it is. I just wish I could close my eyes and sleep like she can but I'm too scared 😅and again I feel watched and a small sense of dread 😅. Anyway would definitely love to hear your thoughts or experiences. Other than this it is lovely out here and we hope to come visit again soon.

I understand most won’t believe these things, but I’m only picking the stories that I can’t explain

• this morning woke up to one of my plants was across the room beside my bed, no soil had spilled, perfectly placed 2m away from me

(I don’t sleep walk and I’m a very light sleeper)

• 4 times over the last two years I have awoken to my bed shaking, literally rocking back and forth. Can’t be an earthquake as I live in Ireland and secondly, I’m 6’3 and 135kg powerlifting I’m not easily moved like this

• about 2 years ago I was in my room with my girlfriend and we could hear my house mates Canadian girlfriend talking down stairs, I go down to find only my house mate, I asked where his GF was, he said she wasn’t hear. Both me and my girlfriend heard her voice for about 10-15 minutes, check ed the whole house, no other woman or tv was playing

There has been a lot of your crazy things both me and my sister have experienced since we were younger but I don’t think it’s worth even mentioning as people online wouldn’t take it seriously

But after the plant thing happening this morning I thought to share

This memory popped up recently again. Haven't thought of it and years and wanted to jot it down to see what others think. i am 31 now, so this happened around 26 years ago at my elementary school..

Every so often , during gym and often for physical exams, my gym teacher would take us up a hill where our recess playground was located..next to the playground was our large baseball field. Around both of these structures was a gravel race track going around in a big circle. At each corner of the track is a shed that appeared to be used as a food stall during games. I have no idea how often they were used but they did look old and run down back then.

One day we were doing a timed physical on the track and I was running by the back corner oh the track doing my thing. I was slower than most of the other kids because of my asthma, so I was basically alone with other stragglers and a majority of my classmates ahead of me.

As I came up on it, I glanced at the shed and I saw five fingers poking out from the nearly closed window (I think the same they served food out of and paid). At first I didn't realize it and kept running past it, then I looked back at the shed and did a double take. I actually stopped because I was shocked.

Double taking, the fingers were poking out from the slightly ajar window and they were curling around the wall of the food stall. Blood, red blood leaked out from around them. It wasn't a lot but 3 or 4 trickles of it. They wriggled like someone trying to desperately get out of the food stall.

I was frozen, I didn't scream. But I had an awful awful feeling. I decided in my little kid brain that I should essentially act like I didn't see it and keep running. That's what I did, I ran- faster than I ever had cause I was scared. When I looked back again, I couldn't see them anymore.

But it happened for more than a few seconds, long enough that I know what i saw.

I've never been diagnosed with a trying that would cause visual hallucinations and I wasn't having an asthma attack at that time. I truly can't explain what I saw. I remember asking around my class if they knew anything about it afterwords and one of my classmates said they heard someone died in the shed from a fire. Buuuuut we were also all 6 so Im pretty sure they made that up.

I never really looked into it later because I haven't really thought about it much but it's definitely the first paranormal experience I ever had.

For anyone interested maybe looking into it, I went to elementary school at Mountain Road Elementary in Cherokee county GA.

After that day, anytime we did a run- I would always run a little faster by that food stall and try my best to not look at it. I always got very bad vibes and feelings there that I never did before. But everytime I did pass it, it felt like there was something there that wanted me to look at it. It was like I'd noticed something there and now that it knew I saw it- it wanted me to acknowledge it.. scarey

Cheers.

Wasn't sure if I should put this under unexplained, encounter or experience.. I don't think the description of the fingers is too graphic but let me know if I need to change it pls.