thoughtcatalog--2020-03-10--25 Ghost Stories That Might Make You Believe In Life After Death

I was around 10 years old and living in San Antonio .
I got back to the apartment first after school .
About 5 mins of being in the place alone I saw on the reflection of a mirror an older man in a tuxedo was in the kitchen .
I flipped out and ran to my room and grabbed a bat .
I waited 10ish minutes before coming out .
I locked the door when I got home and never heard the door open for someone to leave .
I didnt tell anyone about it Fast forward 6 years @ @ @ @ @ @ @ my family and my Mom asked if I remember the old man in the tux .
Crazy stuff .
My Dad ’ s story , not mine .
Early 1980 ’ s he is working a summer job at Yellowstone National Park ( Wyoming ) .
One day he and his friend Mark hiked up to the top of one of the mountains .
They set up their tent inside an “ Indian Pit ” , a man-made hole dug out by Native Americans hundreds of years ago .
The Indian Pit ’ @ @ @ @ @ @ @ , or spots where young braves came to for their vision quest .
Late in the night my Dad wakes up and has to use the bathroom ( # 1 ) .
He crawled out of the tent , out of the Pit , and went walking a respectable distance away from the tent .
Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder pull him backwards .
My Dad calls out , “ Hey Mark , what are you doing ?
” .
He turns around , turns on his flashlight , and @ @ @ @ @ @ @ the light at his feet , and discovers that his next couple steps would have taken him directly over a steep cliff .
He did his business and hurried back to the tent .
The next morning the two friends are waking up and his buddy says to him , “ I know this sounds crazy , but I woke up in the middle of the night and I swear to you , there was an Indian man standing outside our tent ” .
Whatever really happened that night , my Dad is @ @ @ @ @ @ @ Yellowstone , and here I am writing this story to you today .
My mom believes in good spirits and getting blessings for good luck and protection by putting out food offerings for them on our dining table .
My mom does this for special days and after she ’ s done with her prayers that ’ s when anyone can eat the food .
She usually does it in the morning and then by the afternoon that ’ s when food is free for the taking .
So it ’ s a @ @ @ @ @ @ @ my laptop in my room and I got hungry .
My room was connected to a small hallway and at the end of the hallway is the living room and the dining table .
So I opened my door and stepped out into the hallway and I saw something on top of the table eating .
It was hard to make out at first because I ’ m nearsighted and this thing was kinda transparent .
I got closer and stopped halfway through the hallway and I realized.. there was a literal transparent @ @ @ @ @ @ @ was making motions as if it was eating some of the fruit offerings .
It didn ’ t notice me yet and in my disbelief I got even closer , but when I stopped in my tracks again right at the end of the hallway , it noticed me and got startled .
I ’ m startled , the monkey ’ s startled , and I ’ m just standing there and not believing my eyes .
Very quickly , this transparent monkey just jumps off the table and ambles off hastily towards @ @ @ @ @ @ @ locked .
That ’ s it , I just stood there staring at the door where it fled and I ’ m just like… wow I really can ’ t believe what I just saw .
In American horror movies and scary stories , there ’ s hardly anything about ghost monkeys .
I don ’ t consume that kind of content… and ghost monkey ?
?
Who ’ d have thunk it .
Anyway later on I told my mom about what I saw and she didn ’ t even blink .
@ @ @ @ @ @ @ that the sky is blue , I ’ m her daughter , etc .
She really believes in spirits that much and didn ’ t doubt my story at all .
Also years later I told one of my coworkers ( who is also Cambodian around my age , speaks fluently , and has also been to Cambodia ) about my experience .
He said that there ’ s a lot of monkeys in Cambodia .
I didn ’ t know this at all and have never seen a monkey irl .
My @ @ @ @ @ @ @ and owns nothing related to monkeys .
So that ’ s my story .
Neither me nor a ghost monkey expected to be spooked that day lol .
I stayed at my grandmother ’ s house that my father spent a large amount of time in as a kid .
My father drove us there in one go and was understandably tired after a 17-hour drive .
We all started to lay down and my father checked in on us before going to bed himself .
As he was talking he talking , @ @ @ @ @ @ @ cover a large mirror “ or you will have nightmares ” .
Now , nightmares from a mirror of all things sounded like a little fun to me , but my brothers , who were also sleeping in the same room , ask me to cover it .
I did .
I asked my Dad about it before he left and he said ghosts use it as an entryway .
A week later , I brought it up with my grandmother and she scoffed saying , “ oh , this house ain ’ @ @ @ @ @ @ @ but told her that the reason I brought it up was because my Dad told me to cover a mirror .
My grandmother then changed her expression and said , “ OH , the mirror ?
” Apparently , that mirror came from her grandmother .
She worked as a nurse and took in those who were going to die , but could not pay for care on their last days .
So , she made her home into a hospice .
Those who stayed in the room with the mirror , saw @ @ @ @ @ @ @ and heard a young lady come into her room and played a harp .
She was thankful for the lovely songs , but no person was known nor was a harp owned or heard elsewhere .
A young boy found an older boy who played games with him and “ really knew his games ” .
Lastly , a terrible woman ( refused to use the bathroom and shat in a cooking pot then hid it under her bed and well as argue/issued everyone daily ) saw , and this is her words @ @ @ @ @ @ @ fire at her .
( The police were called and she tried to accuse the nurse of trying to kill her with the devil ) I also got stories from my mother seeing the same young lady who played the harp ( without her harp that time ) and my grandfather seeing the “ devil ” guy .
My grandfather described it as a red man with horns that was too tall for the room he was in so he , still standing up straight , bent his neck down to fit .
@ @ @ @ @ @ @ asked , slowly , “ WHY .
ARE .
YOU .
HERE ?
” I kept that mirror covered .
When I was in 5th grade once I forgot to put my school uniform in the laundry basket , so the next day I need it for school it was dirty .
I went to have breakfast in my pajamas while I was thinking how to tell my mom I didn ’ t have my uniform clean .
When I came back to my room there was a woman I have never see @ @ @ @ @ @ @ brown dress , dark hair ) ironing my uniform .
I blinked and she was gone .
I would have assume I hallucinated the whole thing , but my uniform was there , clean , dried and ironed and ready for me to use .
And it couldn ’ t have been ironed by anyone else because my parents had breakfast with me and my sister was a baby .
From the time I was about 12-17 years old I lived in what I believe was a haunted house .
I ’ ve @ @ @ @ @ @ @ that house since moving out .
A few specific memories come to mind .
Once I was hanging up laundry in my closet .
I heard someone whisper my name in my ear , clear as day .
I ’ d never sprinted out of a room so fast .
Another time my sister and I had friends over and we decided to use a tape recorded to ask questions to the ghosts like they do on those paranormal shows .
We played the tape not expecting to hear anything and could hear @ @ @ @ @ @ @ ’ m in the closet ” .
We were sitting near a small closet in the basement .
My parents eventually decided to sell the house .
We moved into a new place before selling this place .
My sister stopped by the house after there had been a couple of showings to turn out the lights in the house .
She went to turn off the lights in the basement which had multiple light switches .
One was at the far end of the basement away from the stairs .
She turned @ @ @ @ @ @ @ heavy footfalls of someone running towards her .
She ran out of the house without turning out the rest of the lights and locked the door .
That was the last time either of us went back until we were in the neighborhood and the new owners offered to show us the renovations they made .
Nothing happened then but they did ask us if we wanted to babysit their kids .
We politely declined .
Similar experience for me in that my childhood home was very haunted but after moving out of @ @ @ @ @ @ @ paranormal experiences at all ( none for at least a good 15 years now ) .
Some of the things that happened at that house ; 1 .
Old man ghost walking down the corridor ( was seen be at least 5 people including myself over the years ) .
2 .
Crying baby ghost in a bedroom ( heard by many but never seen ) 3 .
Distressed lady in a nightgown holding a crying baby at the top of the landing ( see by one of my brothers friends ) .
@ @ @ @ @ @ @ a nightgown whisking past the landing .
5 .
Ghost of a lady in a nightgown in the garden in the early hours .
6 .
Strange lights in the cellar .
7 .
Got pushed down the cellar stairs by nobody .
8 .
The rustle & swish of garments and the sound of footsteps as “ somebody ” wandered around the house at night , heard by many to the present day including my brothers girlfriend ( who has since refused to ever spend a night at the house again ) @ @ @ @ @ @ @ unexplainable dread and terror sometimes as you enter some rooms .
10 .
Dogs apparently seeing ghosts and getting very upset by them ( growling , barking and then shaking ) .
11 .
Unexplained smells ( room suddenly flooded with the scent of strong perfume which then disappears without trace ) .
12 .
Chairs and other furniture sometimes being moved around at night .
13 .
The sound of a car dramatically pulling up in the gravel driveway at night only for no car to be seen .
One time my @ @ @ @ @ @ @ former GDR German lady ) was standing by my bedroom window when it happened and she peaked through the curtains to see who it was and I saw her freeze .
When I asked her what she had seen she turned her face to me and she looked totally terrified ( white as a sheet ) and refused to tell me what she had seen .
One time I was by the window myself when it happened and I saw what I swear was my father ’ s car sitting there in the @ @ @ @ @ @ @ years ago and there was no-one in the car and when I stepped away from the window for a moment and looked back , the car was gone .
14 .
Saw some sort of entity in a field at night which completely freaked the dogs ( 2 guard dogs I was walking ) out .
The creature was following us and was not afraid of us and had eyes like nothing that I seen before .
I wondered if I saw a big escaped cat like a panther but I had no @ @ @ @ @ @ @ though ! )
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I live in England and months later my brother got stalked by the same animal along the same stretch of tracks at at night and had to run back home .
This is my moms story , but she is completely sane and I believe it .
My parents went to South Carolina for a wedding .
They stayed at some old plantation bed and breakfast spot .
She was sleeping when she woke up all of a sudden .
She had her cellphone plugged into the wall and @ @ @ @ @ @ @ a notification on the phone so it was blinking .
The female “ ghost ” was dressed in a full on old formal dress and she was fixated on the cellphone blinking light and was walking toward it .
My mom said “ it ’ s ok , it ’ s just a phone ” .
The ghost turned and made eye contact with my mom , then disappeared .
I used to sell HVAC in Michigan , during college .
There was this really awesome old dude that called for new high @ @ @ @ @ @ @ Depot Town ( near Ann Arbor ) .
As I ’ m putting together the quote , we get to talking about the home and it ’ s history .
He tells me that it was part of the underground railroad and had a tunnel that led down to the train station ( only about 500 yards away ) .
I ’ ll be honest , I was more focused on the sale than all the details he was laying out about the house .
But one thing that made my ears perk @ @ @ @ @ @ @ with him ’ .
He tells me about a few , but the one that stuck out was he said that there was a lady that was so fascinated with electricity that she would turn random lights on at random times .
As I printing out the quote and going over the details and payment options with him , the light behind me turns on .
Then the one across the room .
Then the one in the kitchen .
Then the one in the hallway .
I just kinda got quiet and @ @ @ @ @ @ @ Then the old dude raised his voice and said something like ‘ okay , that ’ s enough for today , sweetheart .
We can do it again tomorrow.
’ To this day , I don ’ t know if the old dude was just having some fun with me or it was real .
Side note : I closed the sale and the install team said there wasn ’ t anything too wonky or out of the norm with his electricity .
TL , DR : did an HVAC quote for an @ @ @ @ @ @ @ have a light loving specter .
Years ago two friends and I were camping in fall in a small tent , staggered with two of our heads on one side and one on the other .
It was a silent and still night with fog developing in the moist PNW woods .
What sounds like a muffled voice on a cell phone starts coming out from the center of the tent between all our heads .
I heard someone keep asking “ Hello ?
Can you hear me ?
Hello ?
” My @ @ @ @ @ @ @ ?
” At once we all sit up and start shuffling around in the tent looking for the phone .
There is no phone in the tent .
I look to my friend on the other side of the tent and ask what they heard .
“ It sounded like someone saying ‘ Hello ?
Can you hear me ? '
” We all agree this is what we heard , and that the sound was coming from the other side of the tent .
The next morning we find all our cell @ @ @ @ @ @ @ and there ’ s no cell reception at the campground .
Still sends shivers up my spine .
This one time when I was little I was laying in bed with my right ear buried in my pillow .
I am suddenly jolted awake by this roar that sounded like it was going directly into my right ear .
I woke up startled and confused and began scanning my room for anything as my mind was almost full panic mode .
When I looked to my right I saw this little boy standing @ @ @ @ @ @ @ blue but that wasn ’ t the first thing I noticed about him actually .
He looked sad and I remember feeling bad for him .
After a minute I tried to lean closer to him and even muttered out a faint “ hey ” but as I did he disappeared .
A few days later I told this story to my mother who then informed me that the people who owned the house before us had a son who did when he was five in a car accident .
However , it @ @ @ @ @ @ @ I should also note now that our house was renovated since we moved in and a second floor was added .
My current theory is that the boy finally found his way back home and realized that his old home was gone .
He came to me because I was the new boy of the house .
I used to work at a museum that was once a functional prison .
Throughout my 8+ years working there , I have been pushed , slapped , bit , dragged and punched by unseen entities @ @ @ @ @ @ @ would go to lock up certain buildings at night because you never knew what you would see coming around a corner .
I went into the cellhouse once to turn off the lights , rounded the doorway to see a full-bodied apparition standing there in an inmate ’ s uniform .
A split second later , he vanished into thin air .
There was a pretty notorious inmate who was involved in one of the riots , and his spirit would follow me around the grounds .
One night , I was with @ @ @ @ @ @ @ into an area that we don ’ t let the public visit because its in disrepair , and we were screamed at to leave and something snarled at me .
It was not uncommon for me , or one of my co-workers to have shadow people follow us around , and we would even have some poor visitors chased out of certain buildings like Maximum Security by such entities .
I have dozens of stories about that place .
I don ’ t believe in the supernatural today , but I used to @ @ @ @ @ @ @ 7 year old kid in rural Utah .
I was staying the night at my grandparents ’ house on Main Street .
I didn ’ t want to sleep , so around midnight I went down into the basement .
I took my matchbox cars and played “ night city ” with my glowing “ Better Blocks ” .
I had this little metropolis going on when my uncle came down to play with me .
Should I mention my great uncle died when I was 2 ?
Well , he did .
@ @ @ @ @ @ @ played “ night city ” for a good hour .
I remember it like it was yesterday .
He drove the Lincoln , because that was his favorite car .
Anyway , it got late , he had to leave so he wouldn ’ t miss his train .
He left , I went to sleep .
The next morning I asked when Uncle was coming back to play again .
My grandparents were slightly offended that I bought it up .
They hadn ’ t seen him since before I was born @ @ @ @ @ @ @ .
He was the black sheep of the family .
I said him and I played cars and showed them the car that he drove in our city .
They were uncomfortable with this and chalked it up to my imagination .
I never met my uncle .
Again , he died when I was 2 .
Over the years since then , I have learned that he drove both a train ( for Union Pacific ) and a Lincoln MKVII .
Like I said , I don ’ t believe in ghosts @ @ @ @ @ @ @ how 7 year old me knew things about an estranged relative who died when I was 2 and was never spoken of , due to certain family issues .
To this day I don ’ t know what happened that night , but I remember playing night city with some guy who said he was my “ uncle ” like it was yesterday .
He was super nice , and at the end of the game simply left out the back door .
Whenever I get sick , I get the same nightmare @ @ @ @ @ @ @ My room has a bed with a metal bed frame and I ’ m a very messy person .
Anyways so , when I get a cold or the flu , I get the same dream of a scary lady who seems to be in her 30s with very tangled black hair , fungus covered skin and glowing silver eyes sitting on my bed frame .
I can ’ t move and she ’ s just sitting and watching me for hours !
!
She never moves , just sits there .
Then @ @ @ @ @ @ @ and I ’ m looking down at myself .
Well , one time I was extremely sick and all I could really do was sleep .
So , one of the times I went to sleep , I woke up in the dream or in real life ( I really don ’ t know ) and a gargoyle was sitting on my chest holding me down to where I could only use my eyes to look around .
I was forced to look at my closet which was very messy when I went @ @ @ @ @ @ @ I left it , the socks on the floor were exactly where I left them .
The only difference was there was a 7 feet tall demon like thing in my closet with yellow eyes big claws red wings with spikes and a dragon like head .
It walked closer and closer to me until I “ woke up ” screaming .
I told my dad about this days later and he said he had the same dream years ago .
It was creepy because we both described the demon the same way @ @ @ @ @ @ @ exactly how he described the demon years ago .
The only difference was that in his dream the demon tried to drag him underground .
My dad passed away when I was just 8 months old .
When I started talking , I would tell everyone that I see daddy .
My mom would even walk in on me talking to “ my daddy ” in the crib .
Strange thing is , my mom never taught me the word daddy since I wouldn ’ t be needing it .
To make things @ @ @ @ @ @ @ old , I came downstairs and told my mom that daddy had come to visit me .
I told her that he was coming to get Grandma and take her with him .
Not even an hour later my mom gets a call that my grandma passed away .
My bio dad passed when I was 4 .
My mom and him were separated , so I spent my weekends with him at my grandmas ( his moms ) .
After he passed I still continued going there on the weekends .
One @ @ @ @ @ @ @ in bed and she said ‘ don ’ t forget to say a prayer for your dad ’ ( shes catholic ) I guess I perked up and stated ‘ I talk to my dad everynight , grandma !
He comes and visits me !
’ She asked me what he says to me and I told her he says that he loves me and to be a good girl for my mom .
She had to roll over to hide her tears , she said I spoke so matter-of-factly that it completely @ @ @ @ @ @ @ died a month ago very suddenly .
We ’ re Native people so we believe in the spirit world .
Little weird things happened throughout the week of his funeral .
After we buried my Mother ’ s and his ashes together as they wished… we saw three rainbows .
Remember the double rainbow guy ?
I was three times full of joy as he was .
We went back to my uncles to relax .
The door to their lower patio blew open .
We all looked at each other .
We @ @ @ @ @ @ @ snow had fallen .
It was very early and no one would have been walking around .
We saw two sets of footprints in the snow in a circle .
This is way up north so people aren ’ t just walking by .
What made me happy was it was two footprints .
My Dad had lost a leg in 2013 .
I was glad to know he had gotten it back .
I was in Yukon on a winter camping trip a couple years after my mom died .
We had @ @ @ @ @ @ @ I wanted to sleep outside because it seemed adventurous and I ’ m good at making bad decisions .
One night I woke up because it was too cold to sleep ( -20 degrees ) and I was lying in my bag shivering and thinking about my mom , and the northern lights started .
I ’ ve seen the lights a few times before but I ’ d never seen them like this .
They went from north to south in waves , straight over my head , one after the other @ @ @ @ @ @ @ .
I watched for a minute and then thought wow I bet everyone else would love to see this , so got out of my bag and ran to the tent to wake people up .
They sort of wasted time getting dressed and getting their lamps on and whatever , and I went back to my bag .
By the time the others were dressed and outside , the lights had faded .
They stood around in the cold for a few minutes waiting for the lights to come back but they @ @ @ @ @ @ @ bed .
Immediately after their tent zipper closed the lights came back even bright than before .
I ’ m not religious and not especially spiritual ( but mom was very spiritual ) and it was like a sign from Mother Nature or whatever you want to call it telling me I was ok , and that she was always with me – I went through the entire grieving cycle over the space of an hour or so that night .
It completely changed my life .
Can ’ t explain it .
@ @ @ @ @ @ @ think about it .
I was really young .
I would guess 8-10 years old , but that ’ s just a ballpark guess .
I shared a room with my younger brother .
Our room was very large , and for some reason we put our bunkbeds right in the middle of the room , with the side of the bed facing the doorway .
I had top bunk .
Every morning , our mom would come into our room to wake us up for school .
It was the worst feeling @ @ @ @ @ @ @ been awake for some time , just laying in bed .
It was still dark outside .
Depending on the time of year ( I don ’ t remember ) , it being dark when we were getting up for school might have been normal .
So I ’ m sitting there , laying in bed , and the door to our room opens .
It doesn ’ t take much effort to turn my gaze to the door .
I see a woman in some kind of white gown , who I @ @ @ @ @ @ @ even though I never recall her ever wearing an outfit like that ) standing in the doorway .
She takes a step in , closes the door behind her , and slowly starts approaching our beds .
She gets so close that I ’ m no longer able to see her ( because of the angle I have being on the top bunk ) .
I assume she ’ s going to start waking up my brother at any moment , so I do that kid thing where I shut my eyes and @ @ @ @ @ @ @ .
And wait .
And wait .
I finally open my eyes .
The door is still closed .
I ’ m super confused at this point so I lean over the railing to see what she ’ s up to .
And there was no one there .
I freak out and cover my head with all of my blankets and lay there for what felt like quite a bit until I fell asleep .
I don ’ t believe in ghosts .
I ’ m sure there ’ s a completely @ @ @ @ @ @ @ was my mom , and I just didn ’ t hear her open and close the door to leave again .
Maybe there was no one there at all and I imagined the whole thing .
I don ’ t know .
It ’ s not a super interesting ghost story , but it ’ s all I ’ ve got .
It ’ s the only weird story I have from my childhood that I can ’ t explain today .
My family moved into a somewhat older house on a lot @ @ @ @ @ @ @ We had the most wonderful Akita at the time ( a breed known for protecting its family ) .
My dad traveled a lot , so my mom would often be home with just us three kids and the dog .
One day we get home from wherever , and Pluto is at the top of the stairs growling .
Refuses to go down there .
My mom naturally feared someone had broken in , so she made me , my older brother , and my little sister go sit in the car @ @ @ @ @ @ @ s seat , telling us if she wasn ’ t back in ten minutes to leave and find somewhere to call the police ( this was before cell phones ) .
She ventured back into the house with a knife .
Came back out a few minutes later , and hadn ’ t found anything .
So we went on with our lives .
Many , many years later , once I ’ d reached adulthood , my parents revealed to us that someone had previously hung himself in the unfinished portion of @ @ @ @ @ @ @ was .
My poor brother ’ s room was in that basement .
When we lived in that house is when he first began to have issues ( he ’ s now deceased after many years of drug addiction ) .
Here is one of my experiences that has stuck with me since I was a kid .
I grew up in a house that had this creepy Indian bust of a head and shoulders and it looked as stereotypical as you can imagine but something was sinister about it .
So for @ @ @ @ @ @ @ by this and I swear that it watched me all the time .
It wasn ’ t a trick of the light , it wasn ’ t my imagination and it was real .
One night I saw it looking at me .
I was coming in from the movies and my parents were asleep .
I saw this thing staring at me , it ’ s cold bronze looking not so much at me but right into my very soul .
It fucking blinked and it ’ s mouth goddamned moved…I froze @ @ @ @ @ @ @ I couldn ’ t scream .
All I could do was stare back at this hideous statue looking at me til my body allowed me to move .
I ’ ve never felt such malice and evil intend radiate off of anything in my entire life .
Some years later my parents died and my house was sold off and I never found out what happened to that bust but I rest a little easier knowing that it was hopefully destroyed and rotting in some landfill .
This happened to me when I @ @ @ @ @ @ @ friend in the neighborhood found a ouija board in his brothers stuff while he was away at college .
He told me what it was and asked me if I wanted to play it with him .
Trying to impress him I said “ yes ” and we went into his room and we tried it out .
Nothing happened and we were left disappointed .
Later that week he called me and told me that he looked up how to use the board properly and wanted to give it another go .
@ @ @ @ @ @ @ that nothing would happen .
So we grabbed a bunch of scented candles and we placed them around the board and did the whole seance stuff .
We asked the board if anyone was there and it of course went to “ Yes ” .
We thought the other was messing around but we agreed to take it seriously because I didn ’ t really care if it was a stupid joke .
We asked the ghost what it ’ s name was and it spelled out “ Owen ” .
My friend @ @ @ @ @ @ @ it went to “ No ” .
We asked what it was and it spelled out “ Demon ” .
I then asked to prove it .
You know that call in the intro to Finding Bigfoot ?
Well , that ’ s the closest thing to what we heard from the garage .
Keep in mind , it was only us in the house .
It scared the shit out of us and we ran out of the house .
We checked the garage , nothing .
Anyway a few weeks go @ @ @ @ @ @ @ is having paranormal experiences .
He feels like he is being watched whenever he is downstairs in the kitchen and living room .
He feels someone sitting on the end of his bed every night .
Every time he walks past the garage he feels someone grab his wrist and pull it towards the garage .
Whenever I went over I always got the feeling that someone was looking at me from the ceiling .
It was defiantly unnatural .
Then , came the scariest part of all .
We were at his @ @ @ @ @ @ @ room while no one else was home when we began to hear heavy foot steps downstairs , except whatever was making it had hooves .
Sounded a full grown horse was walking around downstairs .
Then we heard someone begin to laugh and cough at the same time .
My friend ran over and slammed the door shut and we hid .
He hid under his bed while I hid in his closet .
Then it sounded like someone began scratching his door with one big claw , like the ones raptors had @ @ @ @ @ @ @ crying and I was on the verge of tears .
My friend yelled “ Leave us alone , Owen !
You ’ re scaring us !
” It began to stop and then we heard it run down the stairs .
My friend got up and threw me out of the closet and grabbed the ouija board that was in there with me .
He ran down the stairs , ripped the screen door off of his gas fire place , threw the thing in there , put the screen back on , @ @ @ @ @ @ @ When he was about to turn it on , we heard a loud moan from the basement , which was right behind my friend .
He flicked the fireplace on and the board began to burn .
That was the end of that and we played outside since he was too scared to go back into the house until his parents got home .
His parents came home and saw that he burned his brothers ouija board .
They grounded him and threw the burnt board away .
That was the end of @ @ @ @ @ @ @ .
And that ’ s why I will never take part in one of those games again .
Ok guess it ’ s time for my long story time post .
I was 5 at the time .
Just moved to FL from NJ .
Lived in the back of an apartment complex and on the third floor .
Only my mother and I .
She told me recently that every single night she ’ d hear noises of knocking and banging and such around the apartment .
The kicker of it all @ @ @ @ @ @ @ my room with a vaulted ceiling and had stuffed animals on shelves way higher than I could possibly reach .
I was playing in there with some toys while my mother was making dinner and the door was wide open .
Out of nowhere , the door slammed shut HARD .
Of course my mother runs to my room to check on me .
Apparently I was laying in my bed and ALL of the stuffed animals were in a pile in the center of my room .
We took a week vacation @ @ @ @ @ @ @ : my mother went for some water or something in the middle of the night and saw me sleep walking around the house and stated that I looked like I was chasing something around the house .
She called out my name and apparently I answered in a deep male voice .
She then ran out of the house and didn ’ t return till morning ( don ’ t blame her… ) .
Still get chills thinking about this shit .
There were so many more than just this .
I have @ @ @ @ @ @ @ When I was 13 I was in front of my house in queens practicing little bmx tricks on my bike .
It was about 11 pm when I decided to call it a night but before I did I wanted to ride my bike along the water front in my neighborhood .
When I completed the trail I saw a women wearing a white gown standing in front of a tree .
I stopped my bike because I saw that she had no face .
I thought that it was either a mannequin @ @ @ @ @ @ @ to make out her features so I shouted “ HEY ” .
She didn ’ t respond .
I rode my bike towards her until I was about 10 feet away – very close – and still no face .
Then her head turned toward my direction .
I jetted and went home and didn ’ t bring it up to anyone for years .
Ten years later my childhood friend saw the same woman with no face .
One year after that our mutual friend shot himself in the head a few @ @ @ @ @ @ @ , so when I was about 9 years old , I went down to the graveyard , to visit my grandpa , as I often did when I was younger .
My parents felt it was safe for me to walk alone , since I had my hello kitty phone with me and the grave yard wasn ’ t far away from my house and my grandmas house .
Plus , some of my classmates lived close by too .
So I went down , I talked with my grandpa for a bit @ @ @ @ @ @ @ make sure it was clean , because 9 year old me wanted it too look nice .
After about 20 minutes , I decided to go home .
As I was walking , I suddenly stopped and looked over at a tree .
My grandma had told me that it was there her best friend was buried .
There wasn ’ t a grave stone , but over time had a tree grown on her .
I don ’ t know what that went to my 9 year old brain , but I @ @ @ @ @ @ @ I did with my grandpa .
“ Hello .
How are you ?
” Was all I asked , not expecting a response .
But then… It appeared .
A ghost of an old lady , in her 50 .
I assumed that was my grandmas best friend .
I don ’ t remember exactly what she said , but I think she said she was doing good .
I stayed an extra 20 minutes , and talked to her .
I can ’ t really remember what , but possibly my grandma @ @ @ @ @ @ @ , was because my mom called me .
I said my goodbyes to her , as she disappeared .
So not really a scary story , but still a ghost story .

And maybe now after reading these stories you’ll believe there is something beyond death.
I was around 10 years old and living in San Antonio. I got back to the apartment first after school. About 5 mins of being in the place alone I saw on the reflection of a mirror an older man in a tuxedo was in the kitchen. I flipped out and ran to my room and grabbed a bat. I waited 10ish minutes before coming out. I locked the door when I got home and never heard the door open for someone to leave. I didnt tell anyone about it Fast forward 6 years. I was watching Ghost Hunters with my family and my Mom asked if I remember the old man in the tux. Crazy stuff.
My Dad’s story, not mine. Early 1980’s he is working a summer job at Yellowstone National Park (Wyoming). One day he and his friend Mark hiked up to the top of one of the mountains. They set up their tent inside an “Indian Pit”, a man-made hole dug out by Native Americans hundreds of years ago. The Indian Pit’s were either used as hunting blinds, or spots where young braves came to for their vision quest.
Late in the night my Dad wakes up and has to use the bathroom (#1). He crawled out of the tent, out of the Pit, and went walking a respectable distance away from the tent. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder pull him backwards. My Dad calls out, “Hey Mark, what are you doing?”. He turns around, turns on his flashlight, and there is nobody there. He shines the light at his feet, and discovers that his next couple steps would have taken him directly over a steep cliff. He did his business and hurried back to the tent.
The next morning the two friends are waking up and his buddy says to him, “I know this sounds crazy, but I woke up in the middle of the night and I swear to you, there was an Indian man standing outside our tent”. Whatever really happened that night, my Dad is alive, he met my Mom in Yellowstone, and here I am writing this story to you today.
My mom believes in good spirits and getting blessings for good luck and protection by putting out food offerings for them on our dining table. My mom does this for special days and after she’s done with her prayers that’s when anyone can eat the food. She usually does it in the morning and then by the afternoon that’s when food is free for the taking.
So it’s a typical afternoon, I was online on my laptop in my room and I got hungry. My room was connected to a small hallway and at the end of the hallway is the living room and the dining table. So I opened my door and stepped out into the hallway and I saw something on top of the table eating. It was hard to make out at first because I’m nearsighted and this thing was kinda transparent. I got closer and stopped halfway through the hallway and I realized.. there was a literal transparent brown monkey on the table. It was making motions as if it was eating some of the fruit offerings. It didn’t notice me yet and in my disbelief I got even closer, but when I stopped in my tracks again right at the end of the hallway, it noticed me and got startled. I’m startled, the monkey’s startled, and I’m just standing there and not believing my eyes. Very quickly, this transparent monkey just jumps off the table and ambles off hastily towards the exit where the outer door is locked.
That’s it, I just stood there staring at the door where it fled and I’m just like… wow I really can’t believe what I just saw. In American horror movies and scary stories, there’s hardly anything about ghost monkeys. I don’t consume that kind of content… and ghost monkey?? Who’d have thunk it.
Anyway later on I told my mom about what I saw and she didn’t even blink. I might as well have told her that the sky is blue, I’m her daughter, etc. She really believes in spirits that much and didn’t doubt my story at all. Also years later I told one of my coworkers (who is also Cambodian around my age, speaks fluently, and has also been to Cambodia) about my experience. He said that there’s a lot of monkeys in Cambodia. I didn’t know this at all and have never seen a monkey irl. My mom doesn’t talk about monkeys and owns nothing related to monkeys. So that’s my story. Neither me nor a ghost monkey expected to be spooked that day lol.
I stayed at my grandmother’s house that my father spent a large amount of time in as a kid. My father drove us there in one go and was understandably tired after a 17-hour drive. We all started to lay down and my father checked in on us before going to bed himself. As he was talking he talking, he stop himself and told us to cover a large mirror “or you will have nightmares”. Now, nightmares from a mirror of all things sounded like a little fun to me, but my brothers, who were also sleeping in the same room, ask me to cover it. I did. I asked my Dad about it before he left and he said ghosts use it as an entryway. A week later, I brought it up with my grandmother and she scoffed saying, “oh, this house ain’t haunted”. I agreed, but told her that the reason I brought it up was because my Dad told me to cover a mirror. My grandmother then changed her expression and said, “OH, the mirror?” Apparently, that mirror came from her grandmother. She worked as a nurse and took in those who were going to die, but could not pay for care on their last days. So, she made her home into a hospice. Those who stayed in the room with the mirror, saw things. A lovely old lady saw and heard a young lady come into her room and played a harp. She was thankful for the lovely songs, but no person was known nor was a harp owned or heard elsewhere. A young boy found an older boy who played games with him and “really knew his games”. Lastly, a terrible woman (refused to use the bathroom and shat in a cooking pot then hid it under her bed and well as argue/issued everyone daily) saw, and this is her words, “The devil” that spat fire at her. (The police were called and she tried to accuse the nurse of trying to kill her with the devil) I also got stories from my mother seeing the same young lady who played the harp (without her harp that time) and my grandfather seeing the “devil” guy. My grandfather described it as a red man with horns that was too tall for the room he was in so he, still standing up straight, bent his neck down to fit. It stared down at him and simply asked, slowly, “WHY. ARE. YOU. HERE?” I kept that mirror covered.
When I was in 5th grade once I forgot to put my school uniform in the laundry basket, so the next day I need it for school it was dirty. I went to have breakfast in my pajamas while I was thinking how to tell my mom I didn’t have my uniform clean.
When I came back to my room there was a woman I have never see before, (in her 40s, brown dress, dark hair) ironing my uniform.
I blinked and she was gone. I would have assume I hallucinated the whole thing, but my uniform was there, clean, dried and ironed and ready for me to use.
And it couldn’t have been ironed by anyone else because my parents had breakfast with me and my sister was a baby.
From the time I was about 12-17 years old I lived in what I believe was a haunted house. I’ve never had experiences like I had in that house since moving out. A few specific memories come to mind. Once I was hanging up laundry in my closet. I heard someone whisper my name in my ear, clear as day. I’d never sprinted out of a room so fast.
Another time my sister and I had friends over and we decided to use a tape recorded to ask questions to the ghosts like they do on those paranormal shows. We played the tape not expecting to hear anything and could hear a very soft voice say “I’m in the closet”. We were sitting near a small closet in the basement.
My parents eventually decided to sell the house. We moved into a new place before selling this place. My sister stopped by the house after there had been a couple of showings to turn out the lights in the house. She went to turn off the lights in the basement which had multiple light switches. One was at the far end of the basement away from the stairs. She turned off the light and swears she heard heavy footfalls of someone running towards her. She ran out of the house without turning out the rest of the lights and locked the door. That was the last time either of us went back until we were in the neighborhood and the new owners offered to show us the renovations they made. Nothing happened then but they did ask us if we wanted to babysit their kids. We politely declined.
Similar experience for me in that my childhood home was very haunted but after moving out of that place I have had virtually no paranormal experiences at all (none for at least a good 15 years now).
Some of the things that happened at that house;
1. Old man ghost walking down the corridor (was seen be at least 5 people including myself over the years).
2. Crying baby ghost in a bedroom (heard by many but never seen)
3. Distressed lady in a nightgown holding a crying baby at the top of the landing (see by one of my brothers friends).
4. Shadow of a lady in a nightgown whisking past the landing.
5. Ghost of a lady in a nightgown in the garden in the early hours.
6. Strange lights in the cellar.
7. Got pushed down the cellar stairs by nobody.
8. The rustle & swish of garments and the sound of footsteps as “somebody” wandered around the house at night, heard by many to the present day including my brothers girlfriend (who has since refused to ever spend a night at the house again).
9. General gripping sense of unexplainable dread and terror sometimes as you enter some rooms.
10. Dogs apparently seeing ghosts and getting very upset by them (growling, barking and then shaking).
11. Unexplained smells (room suddenly flooded with the scent of strong perfume which then disappears without trace).
12. Chairs and other furniture sometimes being moved around at night.
13. The sound of a car dramatically pulling up in the gravel driveway at night only for no car to be seen. One time my Nanny (a strict no-nonense East Side former GDR German lady) was standing by my bedroom window when it happened and she peaked through the curtains to see who it was and I saw her freeze. When I asked her what she had seen she turned her face to me and she looked totally terrified (white as a sheet) and refused to tell me what she had seen. One time I was by the window myself when it happened and I saw what I swear was my father’s car sitting there in the driveway but my dad had died many years ago and there was no-one in the car and when I stepped away from the window for a moment and looked back, the car was gone.
14. Saw some sort of entity in a field at night which completely freaked the dogs (2 guard dogs I was walking) out. The creature was following us and was not afraid of us and had eyes like nothing that I seen before. I wondered if I saw a big escaped cat like a panther but I had no idea (it certainly terrified the dogs though!). I live in England and months later my brother got stalked by the same animal along the same stretch of tracks at at night and had to run back home.
This is my moms story, but she is completely sane and I believe it. My parents went to South Carolina for a wedding. They stayed at some old plantation bed and breakfast spot. She was sleeping when she woke up all of a sudden. She had her cellphone plugged into the wall and was on her nightstand. There was a notification on the phone so it was blinking. The female “ghost” was dressed in a full on old formal dress and she was fixated on the cellphone blinking light and was walking toward it. My mom said “it’s ok, it’s just a phone”. The ghost turned and made eye contact with my mom, then disappeared.
I used to sell HVAC in Michigan, during college. There was this really awesome old dude that called for new high efficiency furnace in his historic home in Depot Town (near Ann Arbor).
As I’m putting together the quote, we get to talking about the home and it’s history. He tells me that it was part of the underground railroad and had a tunnel that led down to the train station (only about 500 yards away).
I’ll be honest, I was more focused on the sale than all the details he was laying out about the house. But one thing that made my ears perk up was the ‘people that lived with him’. He tells me about a few, but the one that stuck out was he said that there was a lady that was so fascinated with electricity that she would turn random lights on at random times.
As I printing out the quote and going over the details and payment options with him, the light behind me turns on. Then the one across the room. Then the one in the kitchen. Then the one in the hallway. I just kinda got quiet and sunk a little in the seat. Then the old dude raised his voice and said something like ‘okay, that’s enough for today, sweetheart. We can do it again tomorrow.’
To this day, I don’t know if the old dude was just having some fun with me or it was real.
Side note: I closed the sale and the install team said there wasn’t anything too wonky or out of the norm with his electricity.
TL,DR: did an HVAC quote for an old historical home. Turned out to have a light loving specter.
Years ago two friends and I were camping in fall in a small tent, staggered with two of our heads on one side and one on the other. It was a silent and still night with fog developing in the moist PNW woods.
What sounds like a muffled voice on a cell phone starts coming out from the center of the tent between all our heads. I heard someone keep asking “Hello? Can you hear me? Hello?” My friend asks “Are you hearing that?” At once we all sit up and start shuffling around in the tent looking for the phone. There is no phone in the tent.
I look to my friend on the other side of the tent and ask what they heard. “It sounded like someone saying ‘Hello? Can you hear me?'” We all agree this is what we heard, and that the sound was coming from the other side of the tent.
The next morning we find all our cell phones sitting in the car still, and there’s no cell reception at the campground. Still sends shivers up my spine.
This one time when I was little I was laying in bed with my right ear buried in my pillow. I am suddenly jolted awake by this roar that sounded like it was going directly into my right ear. I woke up startled and confused and began scanning my room for anything as my mind was almost full panic mode. When I looked to my right I saw this little boy standing next to me; he was glowing blue but that wasn’t the first thing I noticed about him actually. He looked sad and I remember feeling bad for him. After a minute I tried to lean closer to him and even muttered out a faint “hey” but as I did he disappeared. A few days later I told this story to my mother who then informed me that the people who owned the house before us had a son who did when he was five in a car accident. However, it wasn’t near the house. I should also note now that our house was renovated since we moved in and a second floor was added. My current theory is that the boy finally found his way back home and realized that his old home was gone. He came to me because I was the new boy of the house.
I used to work at a museum that was once a functional prison. Throughout my 8+ years working there, I have been pushed, slapped, bit, dragged and punched by unseen entities. I always had problems when I would go to lock up certain buildings at night because you never knew what you would see coming around a corner. I went into the cellhouse once to turn off the lights, rounded the doorway to see a full-bodied apparition standing there in an inmate’s uniform. A split second later, he vanished into thin air.
There was a pretty notorious inmate who was involved in one of the riots, and his spirit would follow me around the grounds. One night, I was with a paranormal group, and we went into an area that we don’t let the public visit because its in disrepair, and we were screamed at to leave and something snarled at me. It was not uncommon for me, or one of my co-workers to have shadow people follow us around, and we would even have some poor visitors chased out of certain buildings like Maximum Security by such entities.
I have dozens of stories about that place.
I don’t believe in the supernatural today, but I used to. Anyway..
So there I was a 7 year old kid in rural Utah. I was staying the night at my grandparents’ house on Main Street. I didn’t want to sleep, so around midnight I went down into the basement. I took my matchbox cars and played “night city” with my glowing “Better Blocks”. I had this little metropolis going on when my uncle came down to play with me.
Should I mention my great uncle died when I was 2? Well, he did.
Anyway, my great uncle and I played “night city” for a good hour. I remember it like it was yesterday. He drove the Lincoln, because that was his favorite car. Anyway, it got late, he had to leave so he wouldn’t miss his train. He left, I went to sleep.
The next morning I asked when Uncle was coming back to play again. My grandparents were slightly offended that I bought it up. They hadn’t seen him since before I was born and wanted nothing to do with him. He was the black sheep of the family. I said him and I played cars and showed them the car that he drove in our city. They were uncomfortable with this and chalked it up to my imagination.
I never met my uncle. Again, he died when I was 2. Over the years since then, I have learned that he drove both a train (for Union Pacific) and a Lincoln MKVII. Like I said, I don’t believe in ghosts, but I don’t know how 7 year old me knew things about an estranged relative who died when I was 2 and was never spoken of, due to certain family issues.
To this day I don’t know what happened that night, but I remember playing night city with some guy who said he was my “uncle” like it was yesterday. He was super nice, and at the end of the game simply left out the back door.
Whenever I get sick, I get the same nightmare over and over. Background story: My room has a bed with a metal bed frame and I’m a very messy person. Anyways so, when I get a cold or the flu, I get the same dream of a scary lady who seems to be in her 30s with very tangled black hair, fungus covered skin and glowing silver eyes sitting on my bed frame. I can’t move and she’s just sitting and watching me for hours!! She never moves, just sits there. Then towards the end, she becomes me and I’m looking down at myself.
Well, one time I was extremely sick and all I could really do was sleep. So, one of the times I went to sleep, I woke up in the dream or in real life (I really don’t know) and a gargoyle was sitting on my chest holding me down to where I could only use my eyes to look around. I was forced to look at my closet which was very messy when I went to sleep and it was exactly how I left it, the socks on the floor were exactly where I left them. The only difference was there was a 7 feet tall demon like thing in my closet with yellow eyes big claws red wings with spikes and a dragon like head. It walked closer and closer to me until I “woke up” screaming. I told my dad about this days later and he said he had the same dream years ago. It was creepy because we both described the demon the same way and my mom confirmed that this was exactly how he described the demon years ago. The only difference was that in his dream the demon tried to drag him underground.
My dad passed away when I was just 8 months old. When I started talking, I would tell everyone that I see daddy. My mom would even walk in on me talking to “my daddy” in the crib. Strange thing is, my mom never taught me the word daddy since I wouldn’t be needing it. To make things weirder, when I was 4 years old, I came downstairs and told my mom that daddy had come to visit me. I told her that he was coming to get Grandma and take her with him. Not even an hour later my mom gets a call that my grandma passed away.
My bio dad passed when I was 4. My mom and him were separated, so I spent my weekends with him at my grandmas(his moms). After he passed I still continued going there on the weekends. One night my grandma and I were laying in bed and she said ‘don’t forget to say a prayer for your dad’ (shes catholic) I guess I perked up and stated ‘I talk to my dad everynight, grandma! He comes and visits me!’ She asked me what he says to me and I told her he says that he loves me and to be a good girl for my mom. She had to roll over to hide her tears, she said I spoke so matter-of-factly that it completely caught her off guard.
My Dad died a month ago very suddenly. We’re Native people so we believe in the spirit world. Little weird things happened throughout the week of his funeral. After we buried my Mother’s and his ashes together as they wished… we saw three rainbows. Remember the double rainbow guy? I was three times full of joy as he was . We went back to my uncles to relax. The door to their lower patio blew open. We all looked at each other. We woke up the next morning and fresh snow had fallen. It was very early and no one would have been walking around. We saw two sets of footprints in the snow in a circle. This is way up north so people aren’t just walking by. What made me happy was it was two footprints. My Dad had lost a leg in 2013. I was glad to know he had gotten it back.
I was in Yukon on a winter camping trip a couple years after my mom died. We had a winter camp set up, but I wanted to sleep outside because it seemed adventurous and I’m good at making bad decisions. One night I woke up because it was too cold to sleep (-20 degrees) and I was lying in my bag shivering and thinking about my mom, and the northern lights started. I’ve seen the lights a few times before but I’d never seen them like this. They went from north to south in waves, straight over my head, one after the other, just like waves hitting a beach. I watched for a minute and then thought wow I bet everyone else would love to see this, so got out of my bag and ran to the tent to wake people up. They sort of wasted time getting dressed and getting their lamps on and whatever, and I went back to my bag.
By the time the others were dressed and outside, the lights had faded. They stood around in the cold for a few minutes waiting for the lights to come back but they got too cold and went back to bed. Immediately after their tent zipper closed the lights came back even bright than before. I’m not religious and not especially spiritual (but mom was very spiritual) and it was like a sign from Mother Nature or whatever you want to call it telling me I was ok, and that she was always with me – I went through the entire grieving cycle over the space of an hour or so that night. It completely changed my life. Can’t explain it. Still brings tears to my eyes to think about it.
I was really young. I would guess 8-10 years old, but that’s just a ballpark guess. I shared a room with my younger brother. Our room was very large, and for some reason we put our bunkbeds right in the middle of the room, with the side of the bed facing the doorway. I had top bunk.
Every morning, our mom would come into our room to wake us up for school. It was the worst feeling. This morning, I had already been awake for some time, just laying in bed. It was still dark outside. Depending on the time of year (I don’t remember), it being dark when we were getting up for school might have been normal. So I’m sitting there, laying in bed, and the door to our room opens. It doesn’t take much effort to turn my gaze to the door. I see a woman in some kind of white gown, who I can only assume is my mother (even though I never recall her ever wearing an outfit like that) standing in the doorway. She takes a step in, closes the door behind her, and slowly starts approaching our beds. She gets so close that I’m no longer able to see her (because of the angle I have being on the top bunk). I assume she’s going to start waking up my brother at any moment, so I do that kid thing where I shut my eyes and pretend to be asleep. I wait. And wait. And wait. I finally open my eyes. The door is still closed. I’m super confused at this point so I lean over the railing to see what she’s up to. And there was no one there. I freak out and cover my head with all of my blankets and lay there for what felt like quite a bit until I fell asleep.
I don’t believe in ghosts. I’m sure there’s a completely rational explanation for this. Maybe it was my mom, and I just didn’t hear her open and close the door to leave again. Maybe there was no one there at all and I imagined the whole thing. I don’t know. It’s not a super interesting ghost story, but it’s all I’ve got. It’s the only weird story I have from my childhood that I can’t explain today.
My family moved into a somewhat older house on a lot of land when I was 7. We had the most wonderful Akita at the time (a breed known for protecting its family). My dad traveled a lot, so my mom would often be home with just us three kids and the dog.
One day we get home from wherever, and Pluto is at the top of the stairs growling. Refuses to go down there. My mom naturally feared someone had broken in, so she made me, my older brother, and my little sister go sit in the car with 10-year-old brother in the driver’s seat, telling us if she wasn’t back in ten minutes to leave and find somewhere to call the police (this was before cell phones). She ventured back into the house with a knife.
Came back out a few minutes later, and hadn’t found anything. So we went on with our lives.
Many, many years later, once I’d reached adulthood, my parents revealed to us that someone had previously hung himself in the unfinished portion of the basement, where the laundry room was.
My poor brother’s room was in that basement. When we lived in that house is when he first began to have issues (he’s now deceased after many years of drug addiction).
I’m fairly convinced that house was haunted.
Here is one of my experiences that has stuck with me since I was a kid.
I grew up in a house that had this creepy Indian bust of a head and shoulders and it looked as stereotypical as you can imagine but something was sinister about it.
So for years,my bedroom was just outside by this and I swear that it watched me all the time. It wasn’t a trick of the light, it wasn’t my imagination and it was real. One night I saw it looking at me.
I was coming in from the movies and my parents were asleep. I saw this thing staring at me, it’s cold bronze looking not so much at me but right into my very soul. It fucking blinked and it’s mouth goddamned moved…I froze and I couldn’t move and I couldn’t scream. All I could do was stare back at this hideous statue looking at me til my body allowed me to move.
I’ve never felt such malice and evil intend radiate off of anything in my entire life. Some years later my parents died and my house was sold off and I never found out what happened to that bust but I rest a little easier knowing that it was hopefully destroyed and rotting in some landfill.
This happened to me when I was 9 (2010). My friend in the neighborhood found a ouija board in his brothers stuff while he was away at college. He told me what it was and asked me if I wanted to play it with him. Trying to impress him I said “yes” and we went into his room and we tried it out. Nothing happened and we were left disappointed. Later that week he called me and told me that he looked up how to use the board properly and wanted to give it another go. I agreed as I was more confident that nothing would happen.
So we grabbed a bunch of scented candles and we placed them around the board and did the whole seance stuff. We asked the board if anyone was there and it of course went to “Yes”. We thought the other was messing around but we agreed to take it seriously because I didn’t really care if it was a stupid joke. We asked the ghost what it’s name was and it spelled out “Owen”. My friend asked if it was a person and it went to “No”. We asked what it was and it spelled out “Demon”. I then asked to prove it. You know that call in the intro to Finding Bigfoot? Well, that’s the closest thing to what we heard from the garage. Keep in mind, it was only us in the house. It scared the shit out of us and we ran out of the house. We checked the garage, nothing.
Anyway a few weeks go by and he tells me how he is having paranormal experiences. He feels like he is being watched whenever he is downstairs in the kitchen and living room. He feels someone sitting on the end of his bed every night. Every time he walks past the garage he feels someone grab his wrist and pull it towards the garage. Whenever I went over I always got the feeling that someone was looking at me from the ceiling. It was defiantly unnatural.
Then, came the scariest part of all. We were at his house playing “Army” in his room while no one else was home when we began to hear heavy foot steps downstairs, except whatever was making it had hooves. Sounded a full grown horse was walking around downstairs. Then we heard someone begin to laugh and cough at the same time. My friend ran over and slammed the door shut and we hid. He hid under his bed while I hid in his closet. Then it sounded like someone began scratching his door with one big claw, like the ones raptors had on their big toe. He started crying and I was on the verge of tears. My friend yelled “Leave us alone, Owen! You’re scaring us!” It began to stop and then we heard it run down the stairs.
My friend got up and threw me out of the closet and grabbed the ouija board that was in there with me. He ran down the stairs, ripped the screen door off of his gas fire place, threw the thing in there, put the screen back on, and went to turn it on. When he was about to turn it on, we heard a loud moan from the basement, which was right behind my friend. He flicked the fireplace on and the board began to burn. That was the end of that and we played outside since he was too scared to go back into the house until his parents got home.
His parents came home and saw that he burned his brothers ouija board. They grounded him and threw the burnt board away. That was the end of the paranormal experiences in my friends house.
And that’s why I will never take part in one of those games again.
Ok guess it’s time for my long story time post.
I was 5 at the time. Just moved to FL from NJ. Lived in the back of an apartment complex and on the third floor. Only my mother and I. She told me recently that every single night she’d hear noises of knocking and banging and such around the apartment.
The kicker of it all that proved it: I was in my room with a vaulted ceiling and had stuffed animals on shelves way higher than I could possibly reach. I was playing in there with some toys while my mother was making dinner and the door was wide open. Out of nowhere, the door slammed shut HARD. Of course my mother runs to my room to check on me.
Apparently I was laying in my bed and ALL of the stuffed animals were in a pile in the center of my room. We took a week vacation after that.
Another time of proof: my mother went for some water or something in the middle of the night and saw me sleep walking around the house and stated that I looked like I was chasing something around the house. She called out my name and apparently I answered in a deep male voice. She then ran out of the house and didn’t return till morning(don’t blame her…).
Still get chills thinking about this shit. There were so many more than just this.
I have a few but here is one.
When I was 13 I was in front of my house in queens practicing little bmx tricks on my bike. It was about 11 pm when I decided to call it a night but before I did I wanted to ride my bike along the water front in my neighborhood. When I completed the trail I saw a women wearing a white gown standing in front of a tree. I stopped my bike because I saw that she had no face. I thought that it was either a mannequin or I wasn’t close enough to make out her features so I shouted “HEY”. She didn’t respond. I rode my bike towards her until I was about 10 feet away – very close – and still no face. Then her head turned toward my direction. I jetted and went home and didn’t bring it up to anyone for years.
Ten years later my childhood friend saw the same woman with no face. One year after that our mutual friend shot himself in the head a few feet from that very spot.
Okay, so when I was about 9 years old, I went down to the graveyard, to visit my grandpa, as I often did when I was younger. My parents felt it was safe for me to walk alone, since I had my hello kitty phone with me and the grave yard wasn’t far away from my house and my grandmas house. Plus, some of my classmates lived close by too.
So I went down, I talked with my grandpa for a bit, and washed his grave, to make sure it was clean, because 9 year old me wanted it too look nice. After about 20 minutes, I decided to go home. As I was walking, I suddenly stopped and looked over at a tree. My grandma had told me that it was there her best friend was buried. There wasn’t a grave stone, but over time had a tree grown on her. I don’t know what that went to my 9 year old brain, but I decided to talk to her, like I did with my grandpa.
“Hello. How are you?” Was all I asked, not expecting a response. But then… It appeared. A ghost of an old lady, in her 50. I assumed that was my grandmas best friend.
I don’t remember exactly what she said, but I think she said she was doing good. I stayed an extra 20 minutes, and talked to her. I can’t really remember what, but possibly my grandma. The only reason why I left, was because my mom called me. I said my goodbyes to her, as she disappeared.
So not really a scary story, but still a ghost story.
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thoughtcatalog--2020-03-10--Not Everyone Is Going To Heal The Way You Did, And They’re Not Supposed To

At this moment , everyone you know is having the exact experience that they need to have .
This is hard to accept sometimes .
When we see someone we love in pain , all we want to do is throw ourselves into the pits with them and use every last ounce of our strength to get them out .
This can trigger old wounds .
When you are someone who has overcome a lot in your life , it can be challenging to see people mirror your old patterns back to you .
You just want to scream and @ @ @ @ @ @ @ that if only they could follow your footsteps , they , too , could fix their lives .
Healing and recovery are not linear processes .
We did not one day stumble upon a few magic answers and turn it all around .
Healing is unique , it is personal , and no two people will go through it the same way .
It ’ s easy to think this now that we ’ re out of the darkness .
But getting here was not matter of someone just handing us a few @ @ @ @ @ @ @ place .
We gradually had to learn for ourselves , we had to experience for ourselves .
We needed to feel something , see something , know something before we could move on .
The truth is that not everyone is going to heal the way that you did , and they are not supposed to .
Everyone is exactly where they need to be , and having the exact experience they need to be having .
This is true even if you do not understand it .
This is true even if @ @ @ @ @ @ @ or falling behind .
This is true even if you think you know a better way , and this is true even when you are right .
You can not and are not the judge of someone else ’ s process .
You can ’ t be , you just don ’ t understand exactly what their life is like or precisely what they need to go through .
If you think back to your own journey , you can probably recall a number of instances in which you knew what you needed @ @ @ @ @ @ @ improve your life , even when nobody around you understood your choices .
Not everyone is headed to the same destination is you .
Not everyone wants the same outcomes as you .
Not everyone has had the same experiences as you .
Not everyone needs the same healing as you .
This is tricky to misunderstand , especially when it seems so similar , and so simple , on the surface .
But nobody is going to heal the same way that you did , and believing this is actually just a @ @ @ @ @ @ @ do .
When we can see and honor each person ’ s journey for exactly what it is , we also give ourselves grace to meet ourselves where we are — right here , and right now .
In the end , we have to learn to trust the process .
We have to learn to trust consciousness , to trust life .
In the same way that our process wasn ’ t always fast , and didn ’ t always make sense , we likewise can not decide for another person what @ @ @ @ @ @ @ do instead is have grace .
What we can do instead is acknowledge where they are today .
And maybe , in the process , we can do the same for ourselves .

At this moment, everyone you know is having the exact experience that they need to have.
This is hard to accept sometimes.
When we see someone we love in pain, all we want to do is throw ourselves into the pits with them and use every last ounce of our strength to get them out.
This can trigger old wounds.
When you are someone who has overcome a lot in your life, it can be challenging to see people mirror your old patterns back to you. You just want to scream and show them the way. You think that if only they could follow your footsteps, they, too, could fix their lives.
Healing and recovery are not linear processes. We did not one day stumble upon a few magic answers and turn it all around.
Healing is unique, it is personal, and no two people will go through it the same way.
It’s easy to think this now that we’re out of the darkness. But getting here was not matter of someone just handing us a few answers and then it all falling into place. We gradually had to learn for ourselves, we had to experience for ourselves. We needed to feel something, see something, know something before we could move on.
The truth is that not everyone is going to heal the way that you did, and they are not supposed to.
Everyone is exactly where they need to be, and having the exact experience they need to be having. This is true even if you do not understand it. This is true even if you think they are doing it wrong or falling behind. This is true even if you think you know a better way, and this is true even when you are right.
You cannot and are not the judge of someone else’s process.
You can’t be, you just don’t understand exactly what their life is like or precisely what they need to go through.
If you think back to your own journey, you can probably recall a number of instances in which you knew what you needed to do in order to heal or improve your life, even when nobody around you understood your choices.
Not everyone is headed to the same destination is you.
Not everyone wants the same outcomes as you.
Not everyone has had the same experiences as you.
Not everyone needs the same healing as you.
This is tricky to misunderstand, especially when it seems so similar, and so simple, on the surface.
But nobody is going to heal the same way that you did, and believing this is actually just a sign that you have more healing to do.
When we can see and honor each person’s journey for exactly what it is, we also give ourselves grace to meet ourselves where we are — right here, and right now.
In the end, we have to learn to trust the process.
We have to learn to trust consciousness, to trust life. In the same way that our process wasn’t always fast, and didn’t always make sense, we likewise cannot decide for another person what theirs should be.
What we can do instead is have grace.
What we can do instead is acknowledge where they are today.
And maybe, in the process, we can do the same for ourselves.


thoughtcatalog--2020-03-09--This Is The Type Of Person Each Zodiac Sign Can’t Help But Fall For

Aries are a sucker for high-spirited types .
They want someone that matches their energy without overshadowing it .
They want to be the one leading the way , but if someone challenges them or calls them on their crap ( in a flirty or honest way ) , then they can ’ t resist .
They strive for a balance , but they want a partner that pushes them forward , not someone that holds them back .
Taurus types may give off a reserved vibe , and their standards are relatively high when it comes to their interests @ @ @ @ @ @ @ into their image as the next person , so when they come across someone polished and put-together , and well-liked by everyone ?
They ’ re already swooning .
They enjoy being pampered and returning the favor , and they only want people in their inner circle who exude luxury .
While they might continuously be talking a mile a minute and on the move , Geminis find themselves powerfully drawn to the reserved , shy types .
They like a challenge , but they also strive to have conversations with people who @ @ @ @ @ @ @ people out of their shells , but they also enjoy the connection they often feel from those who are shy upon first meeting .
They know there is always more than meets the eye .
Cancers are known for being head over heels in love with love .
They want the real deal , and they won ’ t settle for something that doesn ’ t move them .
Nonetheless , there are all sorts of people in the world who know how to smooth talk and say just the right thing- and @ @ @ @ @ @ @ when they do .
Someone who can whisper sweet phrases in their ear and tell them how in love they are with them is the perfect bait for a Cancer .
Leo : The one who pushes their buttons Leos know who they are- or if they don ’ t , they still know they have a purpose .
They aren ’ t afraid to embrace themselves and exude confidence .
People are drawn to them because of their self-assuredness and the talent that often comes with it .
Yet ironically , Leos @ @ @ @ @ @ @ someone who pushes their buttons .
People who challenge them and keep them on their toes are ones they are enamored with .
Usually , this is because it means they have to “ prove ” themselves and show off .
If someone isn ’ t thoroughly impressed with them , they have now made it their mission to change their mind- which is a change of pace for them .
Virgos are known to be neat freaks and slightly controlling over their own lives .
They have a plan , and they @ @ @ @ @ @ @ They don ’ t want to waste time and often don ’ t find themselves involved in relationships by their own choice .
However , if someone stumbles into their life that is messy and a little unpredictable , a Virgo might have to do a double-take .
The person doesn ’ t have to be messy in a literal sense ( though they can be ) , but Virgos like a project- they enjoy helping and fixing things to make them better .
They like to have a grip on their life @ @ @ @ @ @ @ that or has a chaotic life themselves , a Virgo feels a pull that they can ’ t always explain .
Libras are given a bad reputation for not making decisions , but when it comes to a partner , they know what they want .
They may desire balance and harmony , but they can ’ t help but fall for someone who fills the “ Prince Charming ” role and showers them with adoration .
They don ’ t necessarily have to have strong feelings for the other person , but @ @ @ @ @ @ @ the ground they walk on .
Scorpio : The one who plays “ hard to get ” We all know that someone who errs on the side of mystery and intrigue holds an undeniable attraction- and for Scorpio , this is multiplied by 1,000 .
They are direct in their approach and aren ’ t afraid to put their money where their mouth is .
They are used to being the one others are falling for , so when they meet someone who stays just out of their reach ?
They ’ re @ @ @ @ @ @ @ the go , but they are just as interested in exploring the mental as they are physical .
While someone who likes to travel and keep up with them is essential , they usually end up crushing hard on those who are open-minded about all the possibilities .
Confidence is great , but anyone who insists they are right and their way is the only way is a huge turn-off .
If they meet someone who can challenge their conceptions on theories , ideas , and everything in between , then they will @ @ @ @ @ @ @ Capricorn : The one who seems to have their entire life together Capricorns value love and loyalty , but they place a large amount on respect .
They appreciate good looks and loyalty , but if they have respect for someone , they find themselves enamored without a second thought .
They spend a great deal of time working on their lives and working hard to achieve their goals .
When they meet someone who seems to have their entire life together , they are irresistible in a Cap ’ s eyes .
@ @ @ @ @ @ @ claim they don ’ t need anyone , and even more so , the first to deny when someone causes them to feel something .
They prioritize freedom and the ability to express themselves without restraint .
Nonetheless , when they stumble across someone who is also fiercely independent , the butterflies show up .
They like someone who doesn ’ t need them , and who give them space to be their own person- if they meet someone like that , then it ’ s game over .
Pisces : The one @ @ @ @ @ @ @ soul and giant heart , but romance doesn ’ t necessarily cause them to get weak in the knees .
They are idealistic and try to see the best in anyone they come across , but they have a particular place in their heart for those who need someone to help them .
When they meet a person who has a heart of gold but needs a shoulder to lean on , a Pisces feels beyond compelled to step in and save the day .
They like knowing they are needed , and @ @ @ @ @ @ @ someone who needs a hero .

Aries: The spirited, stubborn one
Aries are a sucker for high-spirited types. They want someone that matches their energy without overshadowing it. They want to be the one leading the way, but if someone challenges them or calls them on their crap (in a flirty or honest way), then they can’t resist. They strive for a balance, but they want a partner that pushes them forward, not someone that holds them back.
Taurus: The well-polished, popular one
Taurus types may give off a reserved vibe, and their standards are relatively high when it comes to their interests. However, Taureans are just as into their image as the next person, so when they come across someone polished and put-together, and well-liked by everyone? They’re already swooning. They enjoy being pampered and returning the favor, and they only want people in their inner circle who exude luxury.
Gemini: The shy, quiet one
While they might continuously be talking a mile a minute and on the move, Geminis find themselves powerfully drawn to the reserved, shy types. They like a challenge, but they also strive to have conversations with people who genuinely listen. They like to bring people out of their shells, but they also enjoy the connection they often feel from those who are shy upon first meeting. They know there is always more than meets the eye.
Cancer: The romantic, sweet talker
Cancers are known for being head over heels in love with love. They want the real deal, and they won’t settle for something that doesn’t move them. Nonetheless, there are all sorts of people in the world who know how to smooth talk and say just the right thing- and a Cancer is putty in their hands when they do. Someone who can whisper sweet phrases in their ear and tell them how in love they are with them is the perfect bait for a Cancer.
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Leo: The one who pushes their buttons
Leos know who they are- or if they don’t, they still know they have a purpose. They aren’t afraid to embrace themselves and exude confidence. People are drawn to them because of their self-assuredness and the talent that often comes with it. Yet ironically, Leos can’t help but focus on someone who pushes their buttons. People who challenge them and keep them on their toes are ones they are enamored with. Usually, this is because it means they have to “prove” themselves and show off. If someone isn’t thoroughly impressed with them, they have now made it their mission to change their mind- which is a change of pace for them.
Virgo: The messy, unpredictable one
Virgos are known to be neat freaks and slightly controlling over their own lives. They have a plan, and they are going to stick to it. They don’t want to waste time and often don’t find themselves involved in relationships by their own choice. However, if someone stumbles into their life that is messy and a little unpredictable, a Virgo might have to do a double-take. The person doesn’t have to be messy in a literal sense (though they can be), but Virgos like a project- they enjoy helping and fixing things to make them better. They like to have a grip on their life, but when someone challenges any of that or has a chaotic life themselves, a Virgo feels a pull that they can’t always explain.
Libra: the over-eager Prince Charming
Libras are given a bad reputation for not making decisions, but when it comes to a partner, they know what they want. They may desire balance and harmony, but they can’t help but fall for someone who fills the “Prince Charming” role and showers them with adoration. They don’t necessarily have to have strong feelings for the other person, but they will swoon over someone who worships the ground they walk on.
Scorpio: The one who plays “hard to get”
We all know that someone who errs on the side of mystery and intrigue holds an undeniable attraction- and for Scorpio, this is multiplied by 1,000. They are direct in their approach and aren’t afraid to put their money where their mouth is. They are used to being the one others are falling for, so when they meet someone who stays just out of their reach? They’re hooked.
Sagittarius: The open-minded one
Sagittarius signs are always on the go, but they are just as interested in exploring the mental as they are physical. While someone who likes to travel and keep up with them is essential, they usually end up crushing hard on those who are open-minded about all the possibilities. Confidence is great, but anyone who insists they are right and their way is the only way is a huge turn-off. If they meet someone who can challenge their conceptions on theories, ideas, and everything in between, then they will fall faster than they could imagine.
Capricorn: The one who seems to have their entire life together
Capricorns value love and loyalty, but they place a large amount on respect. They appreciate good looks and loyalty, but if they have respect for someone, they find themselves enamored without a second thought. They spend a great deal of time working on their lives and working hard to achieve their goals. When they meet someone who seems to have their entire life together, they are irresistible in a Cap’s eyes.
Aquarius: The strong-willed, independent one
Aquarius signs are usually the first to claim they don’t need anyone, and even more so, the first to deny when someone causes them to feel something. They prioritize freedom and the ability to express themselves without restraint. Nonetheless, when they stumble across someone who is also fiercely independent, the butterflies show up. They like someone who doesn’t need them, and who give them space to be their own person- if they meet someone like that, then it’s game over.
Pisces: The one who needs saving
Pisces have a romantic soul and giant heart, but romance doesn’t necessarily cause them to get weak in the knees. They are idealistic and try to see the best in anyone they come across, but they have a particular place in their heart for those who need someone to help them. When they meet a person who has a heart of gold but needs a shoulder to lean on, a Pisces feels beyond compelled to step in and save the day. They like knowing they are needed, and they will fall head over heels for someone who needs a hero.


thoughtcatalog--2020-03-15--50 Best Coronavirus Memes To Laugh At While Civilization Disintegrates Around Us

Australia is really in the shitter at the moment @ threehourssleep @ snuptysplayhouse

These are difficult times, and sometimes the best way to deal with even the most serious of problems is to laugh. So without further ado here are some of the best coronavirus memes or COVID-19 memes to give you a temporary break from all the chaos and morbidity.
Meme culture is here to save the day from coronavirus or at least provide a collective framework where we can all laugh at the craziness. This page will be updated with all the best coronavirus memes as we gather them from around the web. The first meme here is just too true; what reality and strange fictional book are we living in? In any case we hope these memes can brighten your day for a little bit.
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thoughtcatalog--2020-03-16--50 Funniest Coronavirus Tweets To Read From Your Self-Quarantine

On the sofa and hear boyfriend start laughing to himself in the kitchen .
Turns out he 'd just learned @ @ @ @ @ out of quarantine in China and immediately filed for divorce

With Covid-19 shutting down full on countries, the world is a scary place right now. Because laughter can be good medicine I’ve compiled a bunch of tweets to make you laugh (to yourself, while in self-isolation). Please enjoy and do your best to relax and help out your community! We’re all in this (Coronavirus) together so we may as well try to get some joy out of the situation.
Coronavirus travel plans be like…
Trying to figure out where to travel next. Any thoughts??? #QuarentineLife pic.twitter.com/VSendSOIO3 — Steven Diefenbaker (@skepticalstevie) March 19, 2020
Introverts and Coronvirus:
Introverts: watching everyone complain about having to stay inside due to the coronavirus…
#coronapocolypse pic.twitter.com/Dha24ETkpV — Shawn Stewart (@ShawnSt3wART) March 15, 2020
Ready to rock and lockdown.
I slept 14 hours last night absolutely locked and fuckin loaded for a big day of hand washing and looking out the window — Blair Socci (@blairsocci) March 15, 2020
RIP to the work plants…
My dad just walked into the room looking sad as fuck with his fists closed and said “I just realized my office plant is gonna die” bc he’s working from home LMAO pic.twitter.com/jEziCQQXnY — elise (@eliseIau) March 21, 2020
Accurate.
https://twitter.com/luvbuckeyes/status/1239354518627901441
I promise I’m fine… I think…
Me tryna stop myself from coughing & sneezing when in public #coronapocolypse pic.twitter.com/KfXKW67xBS — Christian (@heelchristiann) March 15, 2020
This is an everyday thing for introverts.
introverts hearing that social distancing is the way to go during this #coronapocolypse pic.twitter.com/ilUZPGku8L — Danny Says (@DanielonMeds) March 15, 2020
America, get your sh*t together.
Iconic!
Beyoncé as Lysol disinfectant sprays: A Thread pic.twitter.com/xVpzZ8kW9x — Roy 🐆 (@ifiwerearoy) March 14, 2020
Please, not the puzzles…
so i see that quarantines have yall price gouging PUZZLES now?!?! pic.twitter.com/hAh4xB0nto — sextina acab-fina (@giltcomplex) March 15, 2020
This is the one time it’s ~okay~ to be a hoarder:
Me being discovered after one week of quarantine pic.twitter.com/RNrkgsQ9VI — Ben Yahr (@benyahr) March 15, 2020
LOL.
are they gonna shoot at it pic.twitter.com/3Jt8LLGISF — Lucy Valentine (@LucyXIV) March 16, 2020
“Joey doesn’t share food!!!!”
@ everyone who is still out in public when they don’t need to be: do better.
Every time I see someone post about themselves out in public with the caption “sOcIaL dIsTaNcInG” pic.twitter.com/NB26BnFoew — Ryan Bitzer (@RyBitz) March 15, 2020
Do better pt. 2
watching people continue to hang out in large groups like this is no big deal: pic.twitter.com/qmXo0a4Sxv — collin (@collinsapera) March 15, 2020
Honestly……. that’s smart.
u mad?
*scribbles furiously*
me looking at y’all Instagram stories taking notes to see who went out last night so I can avoid yo ass for a few months pic.twitter.com/6D0c8ATBWo — Joe 🏁 (@JoeFreshgoods) March 15, 2020
The turtle let him win.
hyfr.
Let’s be honest, social distancing from a few certain people has been nice. — Mike Birbiglia (@birbigs) March 15, 2020
*looks off into the camera with wide-eyes*
it’s crazy how because of corona we can see how almost everything we do is a totally made up social construct that can be instantly stopped if we wanted to lol — bobby wasabi (@bIondiewasabi) March 14, 2020
#truth.
no one: absolutely no one: honestly, truly, positively no human being: an email from a restaurant you made a reservation at in 2017 and haven’t thought about since: WE LOVE ALL OF OUR LOYAL GUESTS AND WANT THEM TO BE SAFE WE ARE MONITORING THE CORONAVIRUS AND WILL UPDA — Ben Haist (@bhaist) March 14, 2020
Oh yikes…
https://twitter.com/stephanieboland/status/1239126200783642624
Hard agree.
https://twitter.com/eyesvvideshut/status/1238768416221278208
😂😂😂
Me and the boys at our graduation ceremony in 2020 #coronapocolypse pic.twitter.com/Z38uCyRWXB — Noel Heeran (@njhjr02) March 15, 2020
Cheers to anxiety!
https://twitter.com/IPreach8/status/1239358135074279427
Ain’t that the truth.
https://twitter.com/DeitrichTruth/status/1239341166132330498
Introverts doing their part:
Yeah…..
I guess it’s time to focus on that novel I’ve been working on…#coronapocolypse pic.twitter.com/ltXnsyNRJR — 𝕄𝕖𝕘🥃🍊 (@meglovestrash) March 16, 2020
Ah. Poetic.
https://twitter.com/HRHJalen/status/1239357668671750145
WASH. YOUR. HANDS.
My face when I seen you didn’t wash your hands #coronapocolypse pic.twitter.com/L68ueGofB1 — Dub K Jay (@DubKJay3) March 15, 2020
What’s gonna happen now that allergy season has started…
Oh how the turn tables.
Ok true.
Austria: Bans all gatherings of more than 5 people #coronapocolypse Families of 6: pic.twitter.com/YeObnzVvjs — alex (@llIIIlllllIII) March 15, 2020
“Actual teaching.”
Authentic photo of my plan for instruction during #coronapocolypse pic.twitter.com/K6ubCay4OF — #NOLAed4Liberation (@NOLAed4Liberat1) March 15, 2020
Delores Umbitch.
https://twitter.com/_Snape_/status/1239260950190055424
“Sparkling Isolation”
Seriously though…
LOLOLOLOLOLOL.
Can the cats please stop for 5 seconds
My cat thinks this is a fucking joke.#coronapocolypse pic.twitter.com/GuL3QGbZ2w — Steve A (@santon2020) March 15, 2020
Please… we are begging…
Whoever started this game at the begining of 2020 please finish it quickly. 👏🏻 #coronapocolypse pic.twitter.com/lRyM5WGPPh — Nikhil Dohale (@iamnikkhill) March 15, 2020
Don’t let the Black Mirror writers see this tweet.
This #coronapocolypse episode of Black Mirror sucks. — Meghan McCain (@MeghanMcCain) March 15, 2020
LOL.
COVID-19 and H5N6 Avian Influenza seeing each other in the Philippines:pic.twitter.com/IkrEmjjL8a — Tito (@maroontito) March 16, 2020
THAT’S RIGHT!
https://twitter.com/TheNotoriousKIA/status/1239382530773614592
(LAUGHING NERVOUSLY)
Me everytime Biden coughs on stage #DemDebate pic.twitter.com/EfHOVwJEbV — Broken Clocks Enthusiast (@radblackwoman) March 16, 2020
*sips tea*
https://twitter.com/RugDealin/status/1239362132979802114
The aliens think we’re stupid.
Alright nobody panic, it's just a respiratory illness. [ toilet paper flys off the shelves ] Aliens: It's confirmed, humans breath with their asses. — Vegas🇨🇦 'V Money' (@Conchvegas1) March 16, 2020
If Arnold Schwarzenegger tells you to stay home, you stay home.
Stay at home as much as possible. Listen to the experts, ignore the morons (foreheads). We will get through this together. pic.twitter.com/FRg41QehuB — Arnold (@Schwarzenegger) March 16, 2020
don’t cough don’t cough don’t cough
Trying to hold in a cough in public. #coronapocolypse pic.twitter.com/ql2jOfJefd — Not Will Ferrell (@itsWillyFerrell) March 15, 2020
Seriously though!
why coronavirus gotta hit right when i started getting my shit together 😭 — wondercheeekz 🍑 (@hwolfyy) March 17, 2020
Why is this so accurate
https://twitter.com/dvvidnvvvrro/status/1239717268956704768


thoughtcatalog--2020-03-16--As A Special Coronavirus Treat, ‘The Invisible Man’ And ‘The Hunt’ Will Be Streaming Friday

Not everything is dark in this new , Coronavirus-infected , scary dystopian world .
As a special treat and to encourage everyone to continue social distancing , Universal will be releasing The Hunt and The Invisible Man to video streaming services on Friday , March 20th .
Time for a double feature of streaming movies and chill with your fam ( or friends via iMessage ) .
Horror fans have been dismayed that titles like A Quiet Place 2 have been delayed since they can ’ t be guaranteed big ( or even mediocre ) opening weekend numbers right now @ @ @ @ @ @ @ movies may be released straight to video on demand services for home streaming if quarantines , curfews , and social distancing increase .
These are the first few movies to try the strategy , though Universal is starting the RENTAL price at $ 19.99 on Amazon , which is pretty high .
Hopefully it will fit into the budget of what you ’ d otherwise spend going out !
The Invisible Man follows a woman who leaves an abusive relationship with an evil scientist who goes to the lengths of faking his death @ @ @ @ @ @ @ abusing her .
The Hunt is a controversial political horror movie about a group of strangers who awake in a clearing to be hunted by a group of elitists .
We at Creepy Catalog urge you to practice social distancing and stay home !
Get your friends connected on skype or in a group chat and enjoy spending time with them from afar .
There ’ s also a handful of decent horror already streaming for free on Netflix .

Not everything is dark in this new, Coronavirus-infected, scary dystopian world. As a special treat and to encourage everyone to continue social distancing, Universal will be releasing The Hunt and The Invisible Man to video streaming services on Friday, March 20th. Time for a double feature of streaming movies and chill with your fam (or friends via iMessage).
Horror fans have been dismayed that titles like A Quiet Place 2 have been delayed since they can’t be guaranteed big (or even mediocre) opening weekend numbers right now. There has been speculation that some movies may be released straight to video on demand services for home streaming if quarantines, curfews, and social distancing increase. These are the first few movies to try the strategy, though Universal is starting the RENTAL price at $19.99 on Amazon, which is pretty high. Hopefully it will fit into the budget of what you’d otherwise spend going out!
The Invisible Man follows a woman who leaves an abusive relationship with an evil scientist who goes to the lengths of faking his death and becoming invisible in order to continue abusing her. The Hunt is a controversial political horror movie about a group of strangers who awake in a clearing to be hunted by a group of elitists.
We at Creepy Catalog urge you to practice social distancing and stay home! Get your friends connected on skype or in a group chat and enjoy spending time with them from afar. There’s also a handful of decent horror already streaming for free on Netflix.