The paranormal thread

[KUSA]

Please post your paranormal experiences here.

When I was a teenager I had what might be characterized as a genuine encounter with a demonic entity.

[mark5pt56]

I recall growing up, Raccoon hunting update NY. Moving through the woods, I ended up in a very small cemetary in the middle of nowhere, I mean nowhere. I will also add that it was a full moon and the air just seemed to stop. Remember those old flashlights? I'm talking 1980 tech at it's best? I swear that thing flickered as I did the Scooby doo run out of there. No gun as my brother in law had the .22. Good thing "Patches" knew the way back as she was waiting at the truck for me and gave me an occasional howl as a guide.

Not much I know but if you were there and felt the air, the moon glow through the overgrown bushes and onto the obviously not used in a while burial ground, it was a creepy feeling. My great grandmother used to tell a couple stories of her encounter with a ghost she claimed visited her a 3 occasions. I hated going to that house, never spent the night and usually found something to do outside.

[Kyohte]

I’ve had several, but the following was the only one to make me feel genuinely uneasy.

I was rabbit hunting in the desert near an old ghost town (nothing left of it) and I got a really bad feeling. After the sun set, I started occasionally seeing little pin pricks of light moving over the landscape. Then a freak snow storm kicked up and I was in white out conditions. The original plan was to camp out, but we decided to book it as soon as the storm ended. I was the only one to see the lights, but not the only one to get the bad vibes.

I’ve since been back several times, but never to spend the night.

[jmp45]

I have a few, this one has quite a few witnesses..

In the early 70s a buddy was traveling back from work from outside of a neighboring town's south side and he heard a car honking at him but no cars were in sight. It happened again and again within a 100yd stretch, going either way to or from. He took another bud and I down that road the first night and sure enough we all heard it, no other cars. Happened both ways. Interesting thing is that if you had the radio on or talking it was just loud enough to hear. Riding in silence it was just audible. The bud driving had his left hand on the top of the wheel and right hand up in the air. He would drop it when the horn was heard. We all had it at the same time.

We took others for the ride down that road a couple different times. Girls were really freaked out, pretty much we all were. A couple of the girls screamed when they heard it. The creepiest time was late night and a little fog, a shooting star fell on the horizon in front of us.. No $hit.. When we went into that stretch the horn was really loud, we all heard it. Btw, it always honked twice. After that night there were no more trips down that road with the crew. The bud was freaked out about it and didn't want to do that anymore. I have to add at that time he was a bit into the occult, now born again and active in ministry. It only happened when he was in his car. No tricks, a real thing.

[SomeOtherGuy]

I’ve had several, but the following was the only one to make me feel genuinely uneasy.

I was rabbit hunting in the desert near an old ghost town (nothing left of it) and I got a really bad feeling. After the sun set, I started occasionally seeing little pin pricks of light moving over the landscape. Then a freak snow storm kicked up and I was in white out conditions. The original plan was to camp out, but we decided to book it as soon as the storm ended. I was the only one to see the lights, but not the only one to get the bad vibes.

The bad feeling and freak storm sound similar to many disappearances documented by David Paulides:
https://www.reddit.com/r/Missing411/

[Kyohte]

The bad feeling and freak storm sound similar to many disappearances documented by David Paulides:
https://www.reddit.com/r/Missing411/

Quite familiar with David Paulides. I am very much a skeptic because he ignores Occam’s razor.

One of my goals this year is to spend some more time in the Uintah basin, maybe I’ll catch a glimpse of a skinwalker.

As far as “ghost” sightings go, I saw two people walking down the middle of a road at night and then vanish.

I was working late one night, alone except for one other co-worker. We both heard a woman in the lab say “hey”. We checked all the radios and they were off. Completely unexplainable, but heard by both of us.

My commute, should I choose to walk to work, takes me through a large cemetery. I’ve heard “people” walk up behind me, only to turn around and no one be there.

My grandmother, who was blind, could describe me very clearly. She also talked to my deceased aunt some nights. There is a history of clairvoyance in my family, though I remain a skeptic.

[Diamondback]

Go to Gettysburg. Get out of the car, walk out on the field, AWAY from the paved roads and paths. You'll know--you can have not a single 'nother person anywhere within sight and you know on a primal, in-your-gut level that you are not alone out there.

[Firefly]

There’s no such things as ghosts.

Some haitian bitch putva voodoo curse on me but I am immune because ghosts and sorcery are not real.

One step away from shoving bones up your nose imo

[SteyrAUG]

I have to think if ghost were real, given the millions of people that have lived over hundreds of thousands of years and with the number of them that died horrible, tragic and unjust deaths that all of us would have seen hundreds of ghosts in our lifetimes.

I think it is nothing more than our own uneasiness about whatever we feel is wrong about a particular place.

[MountainRaven]

My commute, should I choose to walk to work, takes me through a large cemetery. I’ve heard “people” walk up behind me, only to turn around and no one be there.

I've had this experience, when wearing certain hats, walking in certain boots, on certain paths, in certain weather.

Given my dog's total lack of any sort of response, and that I only have such experiences with some hats, and have been able to repeat it, it is simply the sound of my own foot steps echoing back into my ears from the brim of my hat. Just a sort of perfect aural illusion.

Go to Gettysburg. Get out of the car, walk out on the field, AWAY from the paved roads and paths. You'll know--you can have not a single 'nother person anywhere within sight and you know on a primal, in-your-gut level that you are not alone out there.

I've heard the same thing said of the Greasy Grass/Little Bighorn.