If you TRULY believe in ghosts, you probably have a creepy as all heck personal story that acts as your main reason for believing.
And this week, when Reddit user Musician_Moneyless asked, "People who used to not believe in ghosts but do now, what experience changed your mind?" the stories were SPOOKY, Y'ALL.
Here are just a few of the creepiest encounters shared:
1. This pool party:
"I worked at a public pool. At night, I would work alone after-hours cleaning the building and the pool. One night, around 2 a.m., I was cleaning the changing rooms. The pool has been closed for four hours at this time.
So suddenly, I hear the sound of a child's laughter and bare feet running across the pool deck. I go out and scan the area; there's nobody in sight. The doors are all closed and locked, there is nowhere a kid could be hiding. There are no wet footprints on the pool deck. I recheck the doors and the security monitors. I am the only person in the building. It was unsettling."
2. This mirror image:
"I once saw a creepy reflection of myself at the end of a hallway in a friend's apartment building. Later that night, when I asked about the weird mirror, he told me there were no mirrors in his hallways."
3. This flying angel:
"My girlfriend's grandfather's ashes were on a little shelf in the living room, right next to a very solid and heavy angel statue. One weekend she and I are fooling around on the living room couch and — out of the corner of my eye — I see the angel statue FLY OFF OF THE WALL, accompanied with a deep grunt.
We both stood there in shock and — after a few moments — I asked if she had heard the grunt sound as well, to which she agreed.
Later that night at dinner, we told her parents what happened (leaving out the naughty bit, obviously) and Megan’s younger sister burst into tears, saying she had seen a dark figure at the foot of her bed the last couple of nights, but didn’t want anyone to think she was crazy. After that day, I was a believer."
4. This quick visit:
"I was visiting my mother after my dad died. She went shopping with her sister and left me alone in her house. I heard my dad as plain as day up in his room. He got up from his computer chair, walked over to the door, and opened it. He walked down the stairs and stood on the last step for a few seconds before walking back up to his room and closing the door. I was probably five feet from him in the living room.
I just froze. It scared the hell out of me. Needless to say, I was a believer after that."
5. This terrifying roommate:
"In 2011, I was studying abroad in Morocco. We were staying in a riad in the medina of Marrakech with tall, ornate windows. I had one roommate — who was already asleep this night — but I thought I saw her sitting up in the bed next to me, wearing all white.
Suddenly, I saw a white, hazy thing vaguely shaped like a person floating above me next to these big windows. I was so scared I went into the bathroom, turned the light on, and stayed in the bathtub ALL NIGHT. My roommate maintained that they didn’t see anything."
6. This unexpected whisper:
"When I was in my late twenties I was dating my girlfriend (soon-to-be wife). We had been together for a while. One summer, her sister was abducted and killed by a group of six men. All the men were eventually caught and tried. The trials and the aftermath were devastating and debilitating for her family for many, many years.
Fast-forward to three months after the funeral. I arrived at my girlfriend's house to wait for her to get off from her job as a nurse at a local hospital. Neither of her parents were home. Just me, alone, in the house. I went into the family room, turned on the TV, sat down on the couch, and got comfortable.
Clear as a bell I heard my girlfriend's sister's voice in my right ear, just off my shoulder, call my name. I turned to look at the seat next to me and, of course, there was nobody there. I stared at the spot in the couch next to me for a long while."
7. This scene from a horror movie:
"I was staying in the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park, Colorado — the hotel that inspired Stephen King's The Shining. Around 1 a.m., I heard what sounded like children running up and down the hallways interspersed with laughter.
I opened the door to see what the hell was going on, and didn’t see anything. 'Quick little buggers,' I thought. Then, the next morning when my partner and I took a tour of the building, the guide stopped directly in front of our room to tell us the story of young girls whose ghosts can be heard running up and down that same hallway."
8. This undeserved attack:
"When I was in the fifth grade, I was playing with Silly Putty in my room. My mom called me down for dinner. I had molded the putty into a ball, and PLACED it down directly behind me.
When I stood up to go downstairs, I felt something hit me in the back of my head with FORCE. So I turn around and see my Silly Putty ball, not on the ground anymore, but bouncing up and down on my windowsill until it eventually rolled back onto the floor. Needless to say, I ran downstairs in hysterics trying to tell my mom what had happened."
9. This touch-and-go:
"I was having a conversation with my mom when I was a teenager when, mid-sentence, I felt a hand grab my arm. I looked to see who it was. No one was there, and my mom didn't see anyone. Apparently, the same exact thing happened to my sister a few weeks before."
10. This playtime participant:
"In high school, the place I worked at was basically a giant gym, and gymnastics classes were also held there. One day, I came in and a girl I worked with was freaked out. During the gymnastics class she taught, one of the kids was staring up at the ceiling. When she asked the kid what he was doing, he said, 'There's a little boy up there,' and pointed at the ceiling. Later, two different coworkers came out of the gym, visibly shaken. Apparently, a pair of 5-year-old twins went down the slide, and then just stared up at the ceiling.
Later that same day at a party I was working in the gym, I pushed a little boy on the giant swing we had. He, too, began to stare at the ceiling. He then said DIRECTLY TO MY FACE, 'Hey, there's a little boy up there!' We all told our manager about the three separate experiences, so the next day — when we had downtime between parties — our manager checked out the cameras. He called us in to look at the livestream of the security footage, which showed the giant swing going back and forth in the gym. Nobody was in there.
I like to think that it was a little ghost boy who truly just wanted to play, and he finally got to go on the swing when everyone was gone."
11. This message from somewhere beyond:
"During the time my grandma passed away, my husband and I were having a lot of money problems. A few days after her funeral, I started to dream about her. She ALWAYS told me in my dreams that if I needed money for anything, I should just check under her mattress. I ignored the dreams, but they kept repeating again and again for weeks. So I decided to take a look under her mattress and GUESS WHAT? I FOUND $1,500 IN MEXICAN PESOS. I have not dreamed about her ONCE since I found that money."
12. This final visit:
"I’m still not sure what I believe in, but there have been some weird things in my life that I can’t explain...this story being the weirdest:
When I was 5, I woke up in the middle of the night to see my grandma standing at the foot of my bed, wearing a teal blue skirt and matching blouse. I sat up, but she put her finger to her lips. I rubbed my eyes a couple of times — since I was sleepy — and when I looked back, she was gone.
The next morning, my house was eerily quiet. My mum was in a worse mood than normal and she had obviously been crying, so I asked her what was wrong. My grandma died the night before. She had been crossing a road after her bingo game, about 60 miles away from where we lived, and she had a massive brain hemorrhage in the middle of the road. When they found her, she was wearing a teal blue skirt and a matching blouse."
13. And finally, this toddler medium:
"My wife and I swear that our daughter used to talk to ghosts when she was a toddler. The first instance I remember was her telling me that she was 'talking to Nana.' That's what I called MY grandmother, who passed 15 years before my daughter was even born. My daughter was very young and I hadn't even talked about Nana around her. I showed her a picture of four women (three of which I didn't even know) and asked her which one she spoke to. Without hesitation, she pointed to my Nana."