—pocket-ful-of-dildos —JamaicanFlav0r —Santamente —Dr_Bukkakee “We got home at probably 7:10-7:15, and they were still in our driveway. One of my friends came over and said they thought I was messing with them. Then, they asked me, ‘So, who’s staying in your room?’ I told them no one. So, they asked, ‘Who’s…home at your house right now?’ Again, I told them, no one. Their stone cold faces then told me what they had seen repeatedly over the last 15 minutes. At first, we all thought there was a burglar in the house or something, so we called the cops. “They came over and inspected the house. There was zero signs of break in, nothing was touched, and nothing was stolen. Our house had an alarm on it, so there is no way someone could have come into the house without setting off the alarm. “My family, my friends, and the cop all kind of stood around for a few minutes, trying to make sense of the situation. My friends swore up and down (and still do) that they couldn’t have imagined what they saw. All four of them saw the same things, and it wasn’t particularly a dark night, so their eyes wouldn’t be playing tricks on them. To this day, none of us can make sense of the situation.” —Yoinkie2013 —cdrchandler “No one has ever believed that story besides the people I was with. I don’t really care, because I know that it happened. I haven’t touched a board since and never will.” —HeartOfPenny Couple months later, a friend needed a place to crash, asked to stay on the couch for a night. Next morning, he mentions he had an odd dream. ‘Killer with a knife was coming down the main hall toward the door to the living room?’ I asked. ‘Just as he was about to open the door, you woke up?’ added my roommate. Look of pure terror on our friend’s face was astounding.” —Deitaphobia “Then, the DEEPEST, wolfish, male voice I’ve never heard before or since says right into my right ear, ‘Tell her NOTHING.’ Not threatening, just giving very clear instruction. “I told her I couldn’t tell her anything, gathered up the cards, and got outta there like my butt was on fire. A few weeks later, I’m over there again, and it came up (have never told them about the voice). Turns out she’s had two palmists and three astrologers react the same way to divination requests.” —dsafire —ericbrow “They both went to open the door, but it was like something was blocking it, so finally my dad busted the door down, and as the door flew open, a black shadow ran right past him and my brother. He then entered my room that was so cold, that he could see his own breath. He looked over at my little brother, who was laying on my bed and covered in sweat and tears, and started yelling his name to wake him up. But my little brother just pointed (still ‘asleep’) at the corner of the room and started yelling, ‘Get her daddy, get her!!!’ My dad looked over but saw nothing but pitch black. That was enough for him; he quickly grabbed my brother who was as stiff as a board and ran the hell out of there. “When my brother woke up the next day, he had no memory of what had happened that night and still doesn’t remember when he talk about it almost five years later. We moved out of that house a few weeks after the incident, and my brother stopped sleepwalking as soon as we did. We’ve heard a few other stories from the people who currently own the house, but nothing quite as terrifying as what happened to my brother or my dad. The house has a great history behind it, but it was too creepy for my family.” —Ray_ofsunshine
