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For the record I don't believe in the supernatural but I love hearing others people's stories and believe that most people aren't lying.

I've personally had a few experiences that I cannot explain and that, in the moment, were quite scary.

What's your paranormal experience?

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[–] Dylan@lemdro.id 27 points 1 year ago

A friend and I were walking home at night alongside a forest. When in the trees we both spot a lady in a white nightgown just standing there looking toward the road.

It was an urban legend in our community that the white lady would frequent the woods and steal kids. So we were properly freaked out and ran home as fast as humanly possible.

[–] jeena@jemmy.jeena.net 23 points 1 year ago

It's not quite paranormal, but it was at least back then when I was a child very scary for me:

When I was a catholic 9 years old boy lying in my bed and thinking about what the priest has been talking about in church the other day I didn't feel anxious about the idea of being in hell and burning there but instead a different part of the threat frightened me much more, staying there for eternity.

I was so afraid of the thought of an eternity that not even the prospect of spending eternity in heaven was anything I could look forward too, it didn't seem really much better then a eternity in hell, and actually still doesn't.

[–] Critical_Insight@feddit.uk 20 points 1 year ago* (last edited 1 year ago)

I was riding my moped on a dark gravel road back home with my buddy and as I make a left turn, I can see in my headlights someone doing jumping jacks on the middle of the road ahead. I pull aside thinking what the hell did I just see as my friend who was following me pulls next to me, lifts up his visor and is like 'did you fucking see that?!' We immediately go back to inspect and there's no sign of anyone anywhere.

[–] hrimfaxi_work@midwest.social 18 points 1 year ago (1 children)

My mom got me this "protection" charm from a woo-ass lady at a farmer's market once. It was cool looking, so I wore it on a tight necklace that couldn't slip over my head, and I never took it off.

A couple years later, I was in a nasty rollover car accident that could easily have killed me. I walked away only mildly banged up. I realized later that day that the necklace was gone. I scoured the car and even went to the crash site looking for it. Never saw the thing again.

[–] MajorMajormajormajor@lemmy.ca 8 points 1 year ago (1 children)

It only had one charge. You have to pay extra for the version that replenishes 1d4 charges at dawn each day.

[–] Bizarroland@kbin.social 12 points 1 year ago* (last edited 1 year ago)

The house I grew up in was definitely cursed. Nobody had ever died there as far as I know but when they built this house in the late seventies weird things started happening.

This is not a joke, they built the house they got it 75% completed and a tornado came through and tore it down.

So the builders got the insurance money and rebuilt it. And mysteriously it burned to the ground one day when it was 80% completed.

So the insurance people got the money and built it again and finished the house and a tornado came back through and tore it to the ground again.

And they got the insurance money for the third time and built the house for the fourth time and for the fourth time it stayed up.

My mom was not the first owner of the house she was the second owner, she had bought it after it was 10 years old or so.

A few years later my sister reported waking up seeing a brown haired woman all in white holding her feet down to the bed and just crying and crying and crying.

As far as me, the only thing that I ever noticed was one day I was in the basement doing laundry and I noticed a full grown man wearing a hat and a full fucking trench coat walk around behind the air conditioning unit and I freaked the fuck out ran after them yelling, "what the hell are you doing oh my fucking god" and they just dis a fucking peared.

But aside from these relatively innocuous weird events nothing really crazy or bad ever happened and it was just a sad but normal home to grow up in.

[–] smallaubergine@kbin.social 11 points 1 year ago (1 children)

One time I was on a road trip with some friends. One of my friend's grandparents owned a small farm in northern Iowa. We stopped there for the night to take a break and rest up. At one point in the night I heard a spooky howling sound that woke me up. I looked out the window and the sky was glowing green and had a magical spookiness about it. I went outside to stare at it and came to the realization that the howling was wind moving between the grain silos and the sky was green because of solar wind interacting with the Earth's magnetosphere. But there was a moment when I thought I was on a haunted farm

[–] sxan@midwest.social 7 points 1 year ago

Nobody ever told you that you had a closer encounter with a tornado?

Look up the descriptions of what it's like right before one:

  • The light is green
  • There's a lot of wind
  • You're in rural fucking Iowa.

Tornado, man. They're creepy AND destructive.

[–] NikkiNikkiNikki@kbin.social 11 points 1 year ago (1 children)

A raccoon ran straight into my window at midnight, that was spooky as fuck

[–] streetfestival@lemmy.ca 2 points 1 year ago

I read that as "inside" not "into" lol. That'd be terrifying and inconvenient

[–] dbilitated@aussie.zone 6 points 1 year ago (2 children)

When I was about 15 I woke up at about 4am, super distressed, and I knew someone had died. I didn't want to go look so I just hoped it wasn't my mother or father, shamefully I thought it would be better if it was a grandparent. There was a lot of going over possibilities and mental bargaining.

Eventually I calmed down and realised it was irrational and finally got back to sleep, the following day I found out it was a close friend of my mother's. She'd killed herself. I don't understand what happened, I don't really believe in the supernatural but it was very strange.

[–] limeaide@lemmy.ml 3 points 1 year ago

This happens in my family all the time.

I had a dream with my aunt. She was in an all white dress in a field waving goodbye at me and she was yelling stuff at me but I couldn't quite make it out. I was trying to get to her, but I couldn't get past a fence even though it was like 2 feet tall and I could easily jump over it. It felt like it was a goodbye. After a while I stopped trying to understand and get to her, and just waved goodbye, then the dream ended.

I woke up and wrote my dream down and went on with my day. It wasn't until later l found out she had passed away. I was like 10 and at that time and I was very scared, so I didn't tell my mom about my dream until years later. She told me that happens often in my family

I don't necessarily believe in the supernatural either, but some things I don't think can be explained. Like if it happens once I get it, but this has happened multiple times. I've seen my brother wake up from a dream and tell us about how he said goodbye to a family member only to right then and there find out they had passed away. I cannot explain it

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[–] sunbeam60@lemmy.one 6 points 1 year ago

I’m the last person to believe in anything paranormal, but I’ve still got a story that one could have interpreted in that way if one was so inclined.

Age 12, lying in bed thinking about how great everything was, starting to get to a point of realising not everything was going to last forever and things sometimes change. Said to myself “I hope nothing will ever change”, had an overwhelming sense to look through my window. Saw a massive shooting star. Next day my parents announced we were moving to a different country.

[–] 30p87@feddit.de 6 points 1 year ago (2 children)

My Arch system did not boot - again! Something weird is going on.

Have you tried using arch?

[–] TurianHammer@lemm.ee 2 points 1 year ago (1 children)
[–] 30p87@feddit.de 1 points 1 year ago

The paranormal experience was actually a simple one, checking a 1 TB Nvme and 2 1 TB HDDs every boot is just not efficient, especially if they shut down unexpectedly before. Changing the 2 to a 0 for the backup LV in /etc/fstab fixed that.

[–] Boleano 5 points 1 year ago

Could you share your experiences?

[–] birdcat@lemmy.ml 5 points 1 year ago

Once at a rave at an abandoned psychiatric ward, while wandering through the rooms and hallways, far away from any music or noise, my friend suddenly said 'its like someone's screaming in here'. He was so creeped out that we left before the party even started.

Another friend claimed she knew that a woman hanged herself in her new room before she found out that that's what actually happened.

[–] Gerudo@lemm.ee 5 points 1 year ago

I could fill an ama with stuff I've experienced.

The first time I ever experienced something was when I was 5 or 6. I was playing on the floor of my bedroom with my door closed. All of a sudden I felt a sensation like putting your hand on an old crt monitor or tube TV, but all over my body. Then I heard my door knob rattle, I looked up to see it turn and the door open, but no one was there. I even got up to look and everyone was on the otherside of the house.

I grew up in the a house from around the 1900s. I swear i woke up in the middle of the night and and looked down the stairs and saw a couple in older period dress standing at the foot of the stairs.

I also remember being terrified of the cellar door which I would feel a distinct force whenever I went to close and lock it.

Both of these things I know weren't dreams because I remember them vividly even today when dreams usually fade

[–] Pulptastic@midwest.social 4 points 1 year ago (1 children)

Be 9. I woke up to the crash of breaking glass from the direction of the kitchen. Heart racing, listening as hard as I could for someone breaking in. I hear men's dress shoe footsteps, slow and methodical. They're coming closer to the hallway to the bedrooms. The hallway light turns on. Someone jiggles my parents' locked bedroom doorknob. The light turns off, the steps walk slowly back towards the kitchen. Silence.

I woke up the next morning to find out the cat knocked my toy off the kitchen table and the pieces scattered all over the floor. No sign of entry; apparently my mind fabricated the lights and sounds that I knew were real.

[–] radix@lemm.ee 2 points 1 year ago (1 children)

What a strange fabricated memory/dream. It seems strange also that your parents locked their door. Is that indicative of dreaming, possibly?

[–] Pulptastic@midwest.social 4 points 1 year ago

They did that sometimes... for reasons. Naked reasons.

My wife used to work for one of those “paranormal investigation” companies. She saw it as a bit of fun but lots of people took it very seriously. One night I went along to a spooky old Manor House to see what it was about and I had this digital camera with an IR night mode. I took this one photo during the night and you could see a ghostly figure standing in the background. The camera used long exposures along with the infra red to get the night shots so I knew it wasn’t really a ghost but I showed my wife, she showed the organisers who shared it with the “community” and a few months later I got calls from a paranormal magazine wanting to run the picture.

Hanging out in old houses at 3am is super fun though and I enjoyed it a lot.

[–] room_raccoon@kbin.social 3 points 1 year ago* (last edited 1 year ago)

I lived in an old broken down farm house growing up. I saw some weird things, such as an old knife-lady. However, I was a child, and therefore retarded. I'm just an idiot.

My daddy says he saw her too, but he was probably just messing with me

[–] d0ntpan1c@lemmy.blahaj.zone 3 points 1 year ago (1 children)

I'm somewhere between a skeptic and a believer. I'm happy to accept that there may be something to the paranormal. Magic is just science we don't understand, etc. I also know plenty of people who are dead serious about their experiences, and I've also had some. Most I can find a way to explain. Especially when I knew there might be a haunting ahead of time. But there are two instances where I did not have knowledge beforehand, yet the experiences matched up very closely.

The university I went to has a number of hauntings and paranormal stories. I did not learn about these or any details until after I graduated and I was setting up a Monster of the Week RPG for my friends who also went to the university and I was making for source material.

I quickly realized that the man who I often saw hanging out on the balcony of the "old main" building when walking around campus late at night/early morning was, in fact, a known haunting. Same description. Everything. I remember thinking it was weird at the time, especially since the building was being renovated, but it also wasn't entirely closed off to the public. A classic situation of a ghost you notice, but when you look back they are gone.

There was also a more paranormal haunting in another building. Apparently a student was dumped in a ditch in the early 30s and not found, but then when they built the building in the 60s they found bones and figured it had to be that particular cold case based on some other material found. We would often use that building after football games to watch the halftime show (marching band) and do some post-game wrap up. University football game, so we'd be in that space around 11pm to midnight or later depending on the game length. There was one time a bunch of us were taking our time packing up and chatting and we were down a hallway a bit further away from the majority of people. Everyone else had pretty much left and, even the faculty had locked up thinking no one else was left. Just the always-on emergency/safety lighting. Then it just felt... awful. Unwelcome, not a good place to be, the mental image of "get out". And we all wordlessly just got up and started heading out. The way you might all as a friend group collectively decide "well, time to bounce", but without any of the semi-ritualisric awkward conversarion cues or learned signals. Once we were away and took a moment to think about what happened, we all felt very uncomfortable and it felt almost like we were compelled to leave. Learned later that it was similar to other reports of the building.

[–] zero_iq@lemm.ee 4 points 1 year ago

Then it just felt… awful. Unwelcome, not a good place to be, the mental image of “get out”

A "feeling of dread" is a known symptom of exposure to carbon monoxide.

[–] RagnarokOnline@reddthat.com 2 points 1 year ago

Was walking around my childhood neighborhood around dusk with my friend and his dad. I was around 12 years old at the time. This was in the suburbs but it was an old neighborhood and was very wooded.

We walked around the back side of the neighborhood where this abandoned old mansion was. The property had been overgrown since before I was born and it was so wooded that you couldn’t see the house from the road. Apparently the old man who owned the mansion built this large man-made pond in the front of the property for his wife. It was near the road side of the property.

As we were almost past the mansion, I suddenly got this ominous feeling and whipped my head around to scan the trees. At the far side of the pond I saw something that was disappearing behind a tree. It “walked” upright like a person, but it had the back legs of an alligator and a long, round tail. I wouldn’t come to find out until years later when I saw one in person, but the tail looked and moved just like a kangaroo tail.

I was at first fascinated by what I was seeing, then felt overcome with fear. I told my friend and my dad that I thought I saw something and that we had better get home before dark.

No idea what it was, but over the following years when I would walk by that property, I’d always stop and try to see if I could spot it again. Though I never could look for long before getting creeped out.

[–] SnowdenHeroOfOurTime@unilem.org 2 points 1 year ago (1 children)

You don't believe in the supernatural but people claiming it exists are not lying? These are contradictory ideas.

[–] Devi@kbin.social 3 points 1 year ago

I mean, something strange can happen and have a reasonable explanation.