Sowhat said:

Wow! I will never think of that time the same ever again!!!!!

MoniGram said:

Any other scary childhood memories I can help you out with????

purplesweat said:

Yes I have. As a child one summer, my parents had gone to bed before I, and I stayed up to watch SNL. The front door was open, with just the screen door shut, and as I was sitting there, I got this odd feeling, so I hurried up and shut the door. So all was good I thought....so, I then went to my room, where the windows were open, due to the fact it was summer and NO A/C. As I shut off the lights, my cat jumped into the window, something he did every night, he was up there for just a few short seconds when he began to hiss and cry, and his fur stood up. Then came the noises that I myself can never explain except saying they were evil sounding. Then came the scratching on the window screen, and my cat hissing even more. I froze in my bed, scared to look outside. First I thought this must be a joke, but if it was the dogs outside would be barking at who ever was outside. I managed to crawl under my covers and crawl to my parents room. The next morning my Dad went to check things out...and he found out that my window screen had been clawed up. I am not sure what was out there, but I am very glad I didn't look.

MoniGram said:

Yes. I can relate Moni.

STORY #1

One day when I was in college, I was in my room (at my parents' house) working on a paper. I was alone in the house with my dog.

My room was at the end of the hall that led to the living room area.

My dog was at my feet while I worked, when suddenly he stood up and looked out of the door and towards the (darkened) living room. He started growling and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

Then he starts barking. I'm like WTF?!?!?

He stalks into the living room and begins to bark at a corner of the sofa. He's sniffing at it, and getting close to it then backing away, then he starts circling it, but staring right at the one end of the sofa, as if someone were sitting there.

I really freaked out, and grabbed him and led him back to my room, where I shut the door and turned up the stereo.

Whoever was visiting me that night really made an impression!

STORY #2

I was also at home one day with a cousin who was visiting for the summer. No one else was home. My parents have an upstairs apartment that no one was living in at the time.

So we're in the living room watching TV, when we hear the unmistakeable sound of someone landing in the kitchen above us. There's a window that had easy access from the garage roof...so if we ever locked ourselves out of the house, that's how we'd sneak in (provided that the apartment was empty).

So we hear the sound that feet make when you land on the floor (as if jumping in from an open window), then we hear footsteps above us - left, right, left, right, left, right - from one end of the room to the other.

We immediately think that a burglar got in, so we barricade the stair door and listen out for more. However, there were no more footsteps. Now we're spooked. Minutes later, my brother and another cousin come home, so we arm ourselves (bats, knives & 1 machete) and head upstairs. [Did I mention we were foolish teenagers at this time???]

We searched room-by-room but there were NO sign of an intruder, and the windows were all shut.

Mach said:

i guess "paranormal" hits closer to home. it's easier to say that something falls outside the boundaries of normalcy than it is to say something falls beyond what is natural. i think?

MoniGram said:

what the fuck

when u say foolish teenagers all I can think of is your little mack daddy son. He's gonna be one too!

Okay I got goosebumps from your stories!!!!

MoniGram said:

Alright then...here's the one that sealed my belief in spirits/ghosts (yes, I've posted it about 3 times in past threads);

STORY #3

When my daughter was around 18 months or so, she was visited.

One night my wife & I were in the living room watching TV with the kids upstairs in bed. Around 10:30/11:00pm I hear my daughter crying.

I go into their room to see what's wrong with her...and I see her laughing & giggling.

Now, even though my daughter is a friendly social butterfly today, she was downright MEAN as a baby. She barely smiled.

So, to see her laughing like that was strange (which is why we thought that she was CRYING). I went over to her and asked her what's wrong.

She silently pointed towards a corner of the room, and kept giggling and popping her head in & out of the covers...like playing hide-&-seek.

As you can imagine, the hairs on the back of my head stood on end. I kissed her goodnight and went back downstairs.

When my wife asked me what was wrong with her, I simply told her that "someone must be visiting her". That went on for a good half-hour.

SURE ENOUGH...my wife received a call the following morning. My wife's grandfather had passed away during the night...at around 10:30/11:00pm. Just so happens, my daughter is named after my wife's late grandmother.



Until the day I die, I can never deny the existence of spirits/ghosts.

Alej said:

Tell me!!!

PurpleJedi said:

Not only did this story send goosebumps up and down my arm, but it brought tears to my eyes.

Sowhat said:

I do have that fear of dolls. You wanna help out with that one.

MoniGram said:

was it a specific event or just a general fear of dolls???

Oh I know...if you do not have hot sex with me the dolls are coming to get you!

I don't konw if that helps you, but it sure does help me.....