18 Paranormal, Freaky Experiences From People Who Just Want Some Peace

"When my little brother was 4 or 5, he used to get really scared walking upstairs alone. We never really knew why. One evening, I was the one who volunteered to take him upstairs, and about three-quarters of the way up, he shouted, 'Stop!' It was so abrupt and he looked so scared. He said, 'We have to wait for the lady to let us pass.' I was immediately shaken.

"After a few moments, he turned to me and smiled and said, 'She let us pass. She likes you.' At this point, my heart was in my ass. I told my mother about it the next morning and she turned white. She told me that the house we bought was really cheap because a woman in her sixties had hanged herself on the banisters over the stairs. It's safe to say I've never walked up the stairs on my own at night ever again."

—hiddenpenguin51

"Nine years ago, I was playing music in this old studio. I was given the keys and told I could stay as long as I wanted. I regularly used to crash on the couch and play throughout the night. I had the only key. One morning, I woke up with a photo of me asleep on the couch saved to my camera roll."

—smellychef65

"I was heading to my parents' room to get a bag, and my dog was following me right at my heels. However, my dog refused to go down the hall any further past my room and was super nervous. I ignored it, walked into my parents' room, and in the dark-ass bedroom I saw a woman in white sitting at the edge of their bed about 3 feet from me. In a panic, I looked at my dog and then back at the woman, but she was gone. I ran downstairs and told my mom if she wanted a bag, she could get it herself."

—monikap6

"I used to regularly stay in this creepy place. When I was 8 or 9 years old, I woke up in the middle of the night and there was a woman wearing really old-fashioned clothes looking out of the window and crying. She then turned her head toward me slowly and stared right into my eyes. I buried myself under the covers, my heart beating so fast. I didn’t dare to look and see if she was still there, and just stayed awake in a ball under the covers for the entire night until morning came. That was the last time I ever went there."

—13132023

"When I was 8 years old, my parents took me on a tour of one of the oldest homes in St. Augustine, Florida. When we got to the bedroom upstairs, the tour guide told me, 'The little girl who died in this room was about your age and likes to come out and play.' LOL, OK, I thought. I went over to the window and felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I turned and saw a little girl with long, blonde hair and a long, white nightgown. I was paralyzed. My mom came back for me, and it snapped me out of the trance I was in and I begged to leave. The color had apparently drained from my face. We rushed downstairs, and the tour guide feverishly apologized for scaring me. When the tour guide's description of the little girl matched mine...we peaced the fuck outta there."

—jackieh4021e5526

"When I was about 16, my family put a 4-foot-tall porcelain doll in my room. My dad eventually moved the doll into the corner of my room, covering it with a sheet because it scared me so much. One night, I woke up in the middle of the night to pee, and the doll's sheet was on the floor and the doll was in the middle of the room. Out of shock, I pissed myself. I ran downstairs, got cleaned up, and stayed there until morning. After that, my dad decided to put the doll in my closet. The next night, I woke up to light thumping in the closet. My dad finally moved the doll to the spare room downstairs.

"One night after a few months, I woke up around 2 a.m. to the sound of the vacuum running. I went downstairs to ask my parents why they decided to vacuum in the middle of the night. As soon as I opened the door to the spare room, the vacuum stopped running. The doll was still in the corner my dad had put it in, but there was stuff thrown all over the room. THE VACUUM WASN'T EVEN PLUGGED IN."

—d4ea205bf0

"I’m a nurse and have done many night shifts. One night, I was doing a shift at a hospital I had never worked at before. On my break, I took a blanket and pillow and found an empty, small dayroom to rest in for a while. The room was super cold, and all of a sudden I just *knew* someone was in the room behind my chair. I could feel my pillow slowly being moved up the chair away from me and was utterly paralyzed with fear. After about 30 seconds, the feeling left and it didn’t seem so cold. I fled back to the nursing station and told the regular nurses about my experience. They knew exactly which room I had been in. I’ve not done a shift there again."

—janev4c16ff05f

"When I was in 10th grade, I went to my friend's dance recital at the Bessborough Hotel in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. After her performance, we talked on the stairs by the ballroom. Suddenly, there was a man wearing a gray suit and fedora trying to get past us. He said hello to us and we both smiled at him. Then I turned around to see if that same man was still there; he wasn't. It was like he disappeared into thin air. I thought it was odd, but dismissed it.

"A couple of days later, I read that the hotel is haunted by a man who died in the hotel. It said he is really friendly and wears a gray suit and fedora upon his head. The claims matched up with my experience so well that I was skeptical. The next night, I dreamed that I was standing in the hotel and I saw how he got killed. I then woke up from the dream and looked around my room and almost screamed as I saw a man with a fedora by my bedroom door. He smiled at me, I blinked, and he was gone."

—eld042316

"In 2014 we had our daughter, Addison, who would babble at night a lot. As her words got better, I realized she was legitimately having a conversation with someone. Over time, when I was tucking her in, she would talk about her 'dark friend' that came to visit her. Around this time, I learned from a neighbor that the woman who owned the house before us was a sweet old lady who passed away from cancer. Her name was Marsha.

"My ex never believed Addison until one day he finally just asked her if her dark friend had a name. Without hesitation, she said, “Marsha.” I thought he was going to hit the floor. I looked up Marsha's obituary and showed it to Addison without any prompting. Addison identified her immediately.

"Eventually we left that house. Two weeks ago, I was walking by my daughter's room and heard her talking. I popped my head in and she slowly turned to me, smiled, and said, 'Mom! Marsha found me!'"

—goldenmatcha65

"In high school, I went to the Missouri State Penitentiary with some family. One of the cells was said to be haunted by a male inmate who loved girls with curly hair. My cousin happens to have insanely curly hair, so we went inside the cell and asked if someone was there. I, being young and stupid, kept teasing her and fluffing out her hair. When the tour guide called for all of us to come back to the line, I was the last to exit the cell. Nobody was behind me. But I felt a rough hand comb through my hair. I mean, it touched my hair so intensely that my HAT fell off. I never tease in haunted places now."

—jordynmichelle723

"My husband’s family has always said the house they grew up in was haunted. I didn’t believe them until we bought it and moved in. A lot of things happened, but the biggest is that one morning when my daughter was about a year old, I walked downstairs to find the name 'Brian' spelled out in her magnetic letters on the fridge. My husband was working overnights, and it definitely had not been there the night before. The only other person in the house besides me was my daughter, and since she was 1 year old, she wasn’t old enough to know how to put letters right side up, let alone spell something."

—viciousxvenom

"I went to camp in the middle of nowhere. The camp was filled with derelict cabins, and we slept next to one that burned down. One night around 3 a.m., all the girls woke up because we heard screaming. As we all made our way to see what it was, we saw that one of the girls was possessed! Her eyes were completely black and she was chanting while bouncing up and down on the floor. All of a sudden, she stopped and fell flat on the floor like she was dead. When she came to, she couldn’t remember any of it."

—rider5963

"In college, I worked at our campus theater. It was supposedly haunted by the ghost of a young woman. One night, my director and I were up in the lighting booth when we both saw out of the corners of our eyes a figure in white cross the stage. By the time we turned to look, it was gone. A few weeks later, the director was giving cast and crew notes from the stage as we sat in the front row. He looked over our heads to the back row of the seats and said, 'Miss, this is a closed rehearsal.' Several of us turned around to look, and we saw a girl in a white dress just walk into a wall and disappear. Freaked. Us. Out!"

—jamesc420ce9ec1

"When I was 12, my parents separated and my dad moved into a new apartment. A few weeks after he moved in, I slept in the living room of his apartment one night. I couldn’t sleep that well, and I saw something walking by the living room door (it was made out of glass, so you could see through it clearly). I was curious and peeped through the door, and a few minutes later, I saw some womanlike thing scratching the wall with her nails. Suddenly she looked at me and ran toward me. I locked the door and never slept there again. My dad moved out there three months later but wouldn’t say why."

—the Queer View

"I went to New Orleans for a trip with friends during my first year of college. One afternoon I wasn’t feeling well, so I went to the room I shared with my friend C, locked the door, and took a nap. I was woken up twice by C pulling on my sweatshirt trying to get me out of the bed, and both times I said, 'C, really I don’t feel well, just let me sleep,' without turning over. The third time, being thoroughly frustrated, I threw the covers off and exclaimed, 'Fine! I'm getting up!' to what turned out to be an empty room. The door was still locked; C was downstairs with the rest of our friends. I was alone. Needless to say, I didn’t try to sleep alone the rest of the trip."

—j48ca4d77c

"My friends and I were shooting a short film (with a very specific, uncommon name) at an old hotel in the middle of nowhere. When we arrived, we went to the basement to check the breaker and found the name of the film scrawled very creepily, spelled correctly on a door frame in the back room. The only individual who stayed at the hotel during that time was an old woman who was never told the name of the film. On our last day of filming, we were finishing up some recordings to get the 'sound' of the room (and everyone has to be silent). Suddenly, our sound guy said that he heard someone whisper 'Get out' right into his mic. We said NOPE and left less than an hour later."

—universallykatk

"One time after I had moved into a townhouse, I was walking up the stairs when all of a sudden I saw a white dog run down, and it felt like it ran through me, but I didn't have a dog. My mind blacked out, and my mom said she heard my scream (at the same exact moment her TV and fan turned off in her room). We called the owners of the townhouse, and they told us they had a white Lab that had died the year before...so I definitely saw the ghost of the dog, and I didn't even know about it beforehand!"

—miaisabellac

"My parents and I went on a 'Ghost Tour' through historic sites of El Paso, Texas. We visited the old library downtown. While we were in line for the elevator to see the basement, I thought maybe the stairs would be faster. I looked at the door to the stairwell, and in the glass window I saw a woman staring at me. She was wearing an old fashioned nurse's hat and a bluish-gray dress with a white apron. She looked like a picture slightly out of focus, but her eyes were so very clear. I immediately felt goosebumps throughout my body."

—nbobadillo