I've had one, didn't believe before in spirits or ghost but eversince that boarding house incident, it made me a believer.

Well me and my boardmates were sleeping, and about 2am i think, i awake, i heard something hovering, kinda like the sound that a dementor makes, well i open my eyes and peek who it was,i thought at first it was one of my boardmate, then suddenly i saw a dark aura swirling and suddenly, i can't breathe, it's almost crushing and i tried to scream but i can't. It was so scary, that i thought i won't make it out alive. Then it left me. I was relieve but can't sleep after, i talk to my boardmates in the morning and ask them if they heard what i heard and they said no, well except for one or two, they thought they heard something that i've heard, i was quite relieve, i thought i was going bonkers. Lol and then i asked around what's the history of that house, they said someone was killed in that place a long time ago. It kinda made sense, Everyone who slept in that place knew that there's a ghost in there and it seemed more violent it to women than to with men. Well luckily, it isn't as bad as the grudge movies.

Well that was my story, how bout yours?

i was sitting on the toilet and had a glimpse of myself walking past the door.

EDIT; Unnecessary shade

That was scary indeed.

I once was at a friend's house with my sister, at a sleepover and they were scarying me with stories of ghosts and stuff and i was with my face in the pillow and when i looked up i saw in a window high in a wall the shape of a man with a hat staring at me and i screamed and went back to put my face in the pillow. My sister tells me she had also seen this guy one time at our old house when she opened one closet and she closed it and ran and then he was gone, and a friend of hers who lived in the same houses we lived had also seen that man. Spooky.

I used to have a few dreams where I am walking past a car with an old woman inside with no eyes staring at me, like tilting her head as I am still walking... .... From the first day after that dream it is still stuck in my head

It sounds like you saw the Slender Man, something like that..

I haven't seen any ghosts in my life, at all

Oh did he

i'm not a hi-spec myself. Thankful for that. The ghost i saw must be very strong cause i saw it in its ethereal form. Something that never happened to me before, the scarier part was the ghost chase me even in my home. People i told it to were saying it fell in love with me but i can't date ghost..

I used to have a lot of ghost encounters as a child up into the 9th grade.

It used to get so bad at night I wud tie a scarf tightly around my eyes when I went to sleep because I was afraid of opening my eyes by mistake & seeing what i didnt want to see so it prevented me from doing tht.

Of course my mother wouldnt believe me so I had to deal w/ it.
I dnt talk on it much because thts def a chapter of my life I wud like to keep closed.

I have the scariest story this side of the 2000s has seen.

Here, take a seat.



There once was a woman named Ciara. She showed so much potential while the public ate up urban music. Her dance moves were hot, and she had urban swagger - but once music migrated to pop, she faded away.

Now CiCi's ghost haunts the Bubbling Under on the Billboard Hot 100.

OMG I LOVE GHOST STORIES. CREEPYPASTA >>>>>>>>>>>

These are my favourites:

The photograph and the boy.

A boy was sitting in class with 5 minutes of the day left. He sat there, bored, looking out the window and wondering what he was going to do that night. Whilst thinking about the type of **** he could watch tonight, something on the lawn outside caught his eye; It seemed to be a photograph of some sort. Intrigued, the boy ran out of class as fast as he could so he could retrieve said photograph and put his curiosity to rest.

He discovered the photograph was of a beautiful young girl who was holding up two fingers. She's gorgeous, he thought. He could not take his eyes off her - He didn't want to. He started walking home and whilst crossing the road a car he didn't see hit and killed him.

The photograph floated down on the nature strip where another young boy was walking past. He picked up the photo and, with a smile, discovered he could not help staring at this gorgeous girl who was holding up three fingers.

The Cabin.

A man was out in the middle of the Forrest camping when a powerful storm. Being a good day's hike from his car, he decided to hike around in search of some shelter, his tent being blown down.

After walking for a while he came across a cabin. He knocked on the door, but no one answered. He found it was unlocked, and decided to deal with the trespassing consequences in the morning, as they would be better then spending the night in the storm.

He found a nice room with a bed and tried going to sleep. Whilst lying there he noticed spooky portraits all over the walls, all their eyes seem to be following him (As portraits usually do - Isn't that cool/creepy?). Creeping him out, he turned over and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the morning he awoke to a beautiful day. Stretching, he looking around the room, and to his horror, found there was no portraits, only windows.

The Clown.

An 18 year-old make was home alone for the first time in months. His parents were on a holiday and his sister was staying at a friend's house for the week. He was in the kitchen cooking himself dinner, music blaring in the background, when he looked outside in the snow. His jaw dropped. Standing outside was a clown. A clown holding a bloody dagger, with a torn outfit, and an evil, blood-soaked grin.

Naturally, he **** himself. He quickly ran over to the phone and starting to dial '000' (YES! This boy in Australian!), looking up only to find the clown was now closer that he was before.

Then his jaw dropped and a single tear fell from his left eye. He had just realised that there were no footprints in the snow.

The Coffin.

A boy was walking home when a large 'BANG!' sound was heard from behind him. He turned around and saw a coffin, erected not 200 metres away. He stood there, taking in what he was seeing, when the coffin hopped towards him. His eyes, they bulged.

It took another step. And another. And another. The boy turned and ran home, not knowing what this coffin wanted with him or his obvious beauty. The coffin sped up, constantly gaining on the boy who was almost at his house. The boy opened the door and ran upstairs, running into the first door he could find; The bathroom.

The coffin hopped up the stairs. Bang. Bang. Bang.

It now stood at the door, directly in front of the boy. The boy panicked and opened up the medicine cabinet. He started throwing everything at the coffin. He threw toothpaste. Bang, another hop forwards. He threw tampons. Bang. He threw moisturiser. Bang. Finally, he threw the last thing in the cabinet, cough medicine. The coffin stopped.

And yes, I totally just wrote all that out.

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Well that explains it..