2 HORAS DE PURO TERROR - HISTÓRIAS HORRIPILANTES - Compilado Mês de Julho ep.100

this incident happened in the fall of 2006 I grew up in a rural area of ​​Ohio behind my house there was a dense forest since I was little I loved exploring And these forests were my favorite place Before this incident I had ventured there many times always with my mother's permission there was a specific tree that I really enjoyed climbing usually halfway up to sit on one of the strongest branches and just relax while listening to the peaceful sounds of nature the first time I climbed that tree was a real feat from that position I

could see part of the back of my house that day after a lot of exploration I climbed my favorite tree I settled on a firm branch and enjoyed the view as it was the end of October the sun began to set quickly I always felt a little sad to see the darkness coming Because the forest was like a personal sanctuary where I could have fun for hours however when it started to get dark my mother would stay at the edge of the forest and scream my name until I immediately returned home to avoid staying there

afterwards from dark after watching the sunset until I could no longer see I started to climb down from the tree I was almost to the ground when I heard my mother's familiar voice calling me initially I didn't think much about it as this routine had happened many times before but then I noticed something strange when I stepped on the ground my mother's voice was coming from behind me deeper into the forest and not from the entrance where she normally was when she called me home my mother had never been in those forests before, at least

not with me I was looking forward to meeting her and show her all my favorite places before it got too dark It was then I realized something was wrong how could she have gone into the forest before me I could have lost sight of her but like I said she never went into those forests she continued to call my name but there was something strange in her voice that sounded absolutely frantic, almost irritated, fearing that they were in trouble for reasons still unknown, I was frozen in place as her voice approached, I strained my eyes

to see if I could find her and determine how angry or disturbed she seemed to be however I didn't see anyone or anything out of the ordinary suddenly I heard her voice calling my name in the direction of my house sounding much calmer seconds later I heard the same voice again coming from somewhere inside the forest and it wasn't an Echo I wasn't imagining things, I literally heard her calling me both from the edge of the yard and in front of me, my legs suddenly turned into jelly, I couldn't understand what was happening, come here

now, the voice that I believed hers in shouted right in front of me, I realized who or what I was imitating My mother was approaching I didn't doubt which voice was actually my mother's as there was something about the way it sounded that made me uncomfortable terrified of what I might find if I stayed there any longer I turned and ran towards the exit of the forest as fast as my legs could carry me it was amazing that I didn't run into anything despite my haste although my house wasn't very far from where I was

these forests never seemed so vast to me as at that moment behind me the voice of my mother continued to call my name now sweating desperately panic took over me when my real mother finally appeared waiting patiently as usual until I returned home in my scared state I refused to look back as soon as I left the forests and was in the backyard next to my mother the other voice suddenly disappeared instead of disappearing gradually it seemed to stop the exact moment I stepped into the yard I must have looked as scared as I felt

Because my mother asked what was wrong gradually my Panic subsided I said nothing until being safe inside the house with the doors locked I asked my mother if she had gone into the forests confused by the question she told me that Of course not with this confirmation I asked hesitantly if she had heard anyone else calling my name and shouting the answer to that question was also no although I was still very shaken I managed to explain everything that happened as clearly and rationally as possible my mother was surprisingly calm about the whole situation explaining

that I must have imagined it as I was spending a lot of time there alone the incident in those forests stayed with me to this day I can still hear that voice as clear as a bell who or what who was calling my name sounded exactly like my mother but I know it wasn't her not only was she waiting outside but the voice also sounded strange in a way that I still can't fully explain I didn't return to the forests until I was 17 and Even so, I never stayed there for long, I've gone through

every possible explanation but none of them seem entirely plausible, it certainly wasn't my mother playing a prank, there was no way she could have done that without mentioning the fact that she was never one to make jokes either, I highly doubt it. that it was someone else because As I said before we lived in a very rural area the closest neighbor was at least 1 km away and I didn't know any of them personally how could they know my name and where to find me since then we moved from that house but my mother and

I occasionally discuss the incident she still claims she never heard or saw anything unusual out there I know I probably shouldn't But what happened in those woods still bothers me I spent many hours there before that day and nothing out of the ordinary ever happened the best explanation I have so far is a Ganger dopel or possibly a demon but I'm still not sure if anyone has a possible explanation for what could have happened I would love to [Music] hear it as I reviewed my planner I was hoping the night would be Just More A

routine of taking care of children, the family had gone to an event outside the city and would only return very late, the baby, just one year old, used to sleep peacefully, the house was isolated from the urban center in the heart of a vast property, this tranquility was usually very -coming but that night a discomfort disturbed me around 8 pm the baby had already fed and fallen asleep I settled on the living room sofa and played Play on a film as the opening credits had barely passed when I noticed a noise coming from the back

of the comfortable residence thinking it was just the wind and I returned to the film but the noise resurfaced, now clearer and reverberating through the corridors my heart accelerated I left the film aside and walked along the corridor In Search of the origin of the Sound as I approached the Porta dos Fundos the silence in the The house was absolute I looked around the kitchen and turned on the light I froze when I saw that the door was ajar although I was sure I had closed it suddenly a step sounded indicating that there was someone

inside the house I quickly took out my cell phone and illuminated the kitchen with the flashlight while My Heart was beating loudly a sound came from the baby monitor I looked at the screen immediately and saw a shadow in the baby's room leaning over the crib with courage I ran to the baby's room entering the dense darkness enveloped me and the night light flickered the baby was sleeping peacefully but as I looked at the figure next to the crib terror filled me the face I saw in the dim light looked like an old and pale

mask shocked and not knowing how to react I backed away the figure silently advanced towards me with an implacable look in In desperation, I turned and ran into the hallway, hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, the reverberating footsteps seemed like the icy breath of Death, I crossed the kitchen, I got to the front door and tried to open it, but it was locked, I felt like I only had seconds before I could reach it, I grabbed it. a large vase next to the door that I pushed against it to force it open and I

dragged myself out breathing heavily with the steam coming out of my mouth in the cold of the night. When I looked back I saw the figure at the entrance smiling frighteningly and that evil smile was engraved in my mind I gathered all my strength and ran away managing to call the police as I moved away from the house the figure disappeared from sight but I still felt the presence of his footsteps when the police arrived I reported what happened they inspected the house but didn't They found no one however the note they found in the

baby's room terrified me even more with just two words I will come back again at that moment I understood that what I experienced that night was just the beginning, I never imagined that nightmares could come true, but that night, yes, everything changed, shaking with shock, I promised never to return to that house again, because once you experience such terror, the traces of that fear remain deep in your soul. [Music] [Music] soul I worked as a prison nurse for about 3 years in a correctional facility that housed approximately 1300 inmates I loved the job and would

have stayed longer if it weren't for the administration which was terrible But that 's another story I worked the night shift and experienced some scary situations that simply couldn't be explained rationally. I worked both in triage and on the ward but most of the incidents occurred on the ward. It all started when I was there for Maybe a month even though I wasn't a New Age nurse. New to the correctional system, anyone who has spent time in a prison will tell you that when those heavy doors close it is a very distinctive and definitive sound

to enter the infirmary you need to have a key or be released by the control center so one night I was sitting at my desk and I heard the metal door outside my office unlock as if someone from Central A had unlocked it. It opened halfway and then slammed with a bang . nurse could see any detainee who was about to enter when the door knocked I thought it was the officers playing and I jumped to the window but there was no one there I called headquarters and the officer who answered looked like I had

just woken him up from a deep sleep I said haha ​​very funny he had no idea what I was talking about I knew this officer and I was surprised that he would participate in any kind of joke because frankly he was a bit rude and had no sense of humor so I thought it was some mechanical problem I sat down again and everything changed it felt colder and I felt like I was being watched I was totally uncomfortable I took my stethoscope off my neck and put it on the table and I left my office

to go to the medical department I stayed there for a while talking to the staff and then came back to my office When I entered I went to get my stethoscope from the table to check on a Detainee and he wasn't there I looked at the next table below and it just wasn't there I should mention that when I left my office I locked the door as per protocol and I was the only one on shift with the key Now I think I'm going crazy and I start looking everywhere but I can't find it in

my office there is a big cabinet that holds all the supplies This is also locked with the key that is in the set of keys that I carry it Later in the shift I had to go into the closet to get something I really don't remember what And there in the middle of the floor was my stethoscope I picked it up and the heavy metal door outside my office clicked open again halfway and it hit hard I locked the closet I locked my office and went out to smoke I was scared but I had responsibilities

and patients to take care of so I came back and I swear the atmosphere was lighter it was warmer and I felt more comfortable after my shift The officers of the center rewind the tapes for me and I saw the doors just open and close with force without a single person near them or in the hallway I would like to say that was the last time it happened or that I got used to it but it didn't because every time What happened felt like the door was slamming louder and that uncomfortable feeling lasted longer and

longer and it seemed almost as if I was being chased things that disappeared were found in different parts of the prison my stash of pens in the women's wing my medication sheets in solitary confinement my portable blood pressure cuff in the kitchen and every time something of mine would show up in another part of the prison The officers and I would look at the tapes and we wouldn't see anyone remember I said I felt like I was being persecuted well that's because all these things happened to me but with no other nurse than I worked

nights none of the Nurses who worked on my days off had any doors click open or slam their things wouldn't disappear and reappear somewhere else it was just me every officer and every member of the medical team who worked there before me swore on their feet together that this type of incident had never happened before, it got to the point where I started staying in my office, taking everything I needed for my shift and staying at the officers' desk, I did this until I left there and got another job, I never had it again nothing

like that [Music] happening I work as a night employee in a medium-sized supermarket where my shift is typically long with around 10 hours a night at the time of the events the supermarket was facing serious problems leaving all departments, including the stock replenishment department, with understaffed and overworked normally I rely on the help of a colleague five nights a week but on that particular day he was off work which left me alone to manage the immense workload I arrived at work at 10pm and shortly after at 10:15pm I was already alone, ready to start the

night, I started organizing some documents in the office before heading to the sales floor where I needed to carry and organize several boxes of products in the aisles, despite being without assistance that night, the need to complete all the tasks made me work in an accelerated and uninterrupted manner without rest breaks at around 2 am while I was concentrating intensely on work a sudden sound of knocking made me stop the noise similar to someone lightly tapping on a window reverberated through the Stillness of the supermarket initially I imagined that it could be something normal but

the sound was repeated Clear and distinct definitely coming from the front of the store curious and somewhat cautious I walked through the aisles to the entrance of the supermarket as I approached the entrance I saw a figure outside a man with a homeless appearance I was leaning against the window trying to look in. He noticed my approach and fixed his gaze on me, standing on the other side of the door. He asked me directly, although with a calm tone, to open the door. His expression was serious without any trace of kindness. I replied that the

supermarket was closed and that he shouldn't be there. When I turned to return to work, the man changed his behavior abruptly and began to knock violently on the window, transforming the light touches into aggressive knocks. I turned around again and saw that he was showing an expression of anger Evidently realizing that the situation could escalate into something more serious, I warned him that I would call the police if he didn't leave, only when I began to show him my cell phone, indicating that I would make the call, he backed away and, keeping an irritated look,

walked away towards the parking lot, I resumed my activities, trying not to think too much about what had happened, attributing it to the routine of meeting peculiar customers during the night shift, however, a short time later, while I was organizing another cart of boxes, a shrill sound of something metallic breaking or tearing echoed through the place, I dropped everything immediately and ran. back to the entrance the revolving glass door which is locked with a bolt at the top at night was visibly damaged the bolt had been removed not only unlocked but completely gone I felt

the door and it swung freely a clear indication that anyone could I walked in, feeling my blood run cold at the implication of this, I knew I needed to call the police immediately, however, when I turned to look for the phone in the office I came across the same man now a few meters away, still sporting a look of fury without hesitation I ran through the revolving door with the man in close pursuit as I reached the parking lot an old van appeared at high speed almost hitting me I continued the race to my car

noticing in the rear view mirror that the man was no longer following me and that he was already moving away quickly once safe inside the car I called the police and explained the situation the next few hours were spent detailing what happened to the officers only the next day when reviewing the security recordings It was clear that it had been an attempt to ambush me, although the quality of the images did not allow for complete confirmation of the facts if it were not for my quick reaction, I fear that I could have gone that night

and never been seen again [Music] it was a rainy night and I was returning going home after my shift at the restaurant where I work late it was a calm night but I felt an unusual energy so I knew I would need to take melatonin when I got home I was following my usual route which is picturesque during the day but extremely dark at night with few lampposts there are little parking lots here and there with charming rows of shops or restaurants and family businesses and then just long stretches of Forest I was passing by

one of these parking lots and next to a lamppost there was a woman in the rain with her arm outstretched waving at me I slowed down when I realized that it was a slightly older woman, appearing to be around 50 years old. This woman was very tall, about 1.80 meters tall but very thin, I opened the window and shouted asking if she needed a ride. She approached the door of the front and opened it exclaiming what an angel I was I asked where she needed to go and she said it was just to the city

center she was soaked leaving my car all wet but I like to think I'm a decent person and I couldn't consciously leave another woman in the cold rain however giving a lift to an unknown man would be another story the woman seemed kind but I noticed whilst talking to her that she was missing some teeth which was quite disturbing I began to wonder if she was homeless she had no smell or appearance of a homeless person but the rain soaking her and her clothes could be temporarily hiding any odor. Furthermore her hair was so wet

that what normally could be disheveled hair could now be weighed down and straightened by the water anyway the woman was smiling the whole time and it didn't seem to be a threat we arrived at an intersection with a gas station I entered next to a pump I would take the opportunity to fill up I asked if she wanted anything inside I was really doing my good deed for the week she said no thank you dear so I went in to pay the attendant for fuel and some spiked seltzers since tomorrow was the weekend when I

got back to my car the woman was gone I quickly searched the gas station parking lot and couldn't find her she was gone she must have run somewhere felt- I felt a little bad thinking that she could be a lost and vulnerable woman, but part of me also felt a little relieved. I filled up the tank of my SUV and headed home. When I arrived, I went directly into my apartment, which is on the first level of a house. two floors There is a resident on the top floor and I the front door that leads

to The entrance list was usually unlocked So the two doors that lead to each apartment were locked I let myself in coming out of the rain into my apartment I put the seltzers on the counter I still wasn't tired so I took a melatonin and tried to sleep even with the melatonin I was having trouble sleeping that night my mind was racing with thoughts a lot about the woman who had given me a ride earlier and what had happened to her I occasionally heard soft noises outside my room but I attributed them to the noises

of the resident upstairs As I wish I had been more suspicious before falling asleep I woke up in my dark room something that normally never happens when I take melatonin I usually sleep soundly all night I sat up - feeling drowsy and very thirsty I also reached for my water on the table next to the bed and then I saw and heard something on the other side of the room I saw someone crouched in the corner of my room behind a chest of drawers with the pears crossed I must have been hallucinating I shook my

head violently and made strange noises I even hit myself in the face and now whoever was in the corner got up and left the room I didn't scream I didn't say a word I sat on my bed in absolute shock the part that made me question my sanity for a while afterwards that the figure was gone was that there was not a single sound coming from outside the room after that no footsteps no the sound of a door closing I picked up my phone and called my dad he answered confused that I was calling so

late I told him what I had seen and he said trish you probably just had one night terror I stayed on the phone with him as he continued to wake up but I left my room and turned on the lights in the living room it was a small space there was no one there I searched the entire space and was able to confirm that there was no one I began to believe that maybe there really was I was crazy but I still slept with the bedroom door locked that night When I woke up in the

morning I had a coffee and got ready for the gym I went to open the front door and realized that it was already unlocked my heart sank last night what I saw was real I did another search of the apartment confirming that no one was inside I went to my car and opened the back door to put my gym bag in the back seat and it was then that I noticed the wet yellowish and brown stains all over the floor in the back and my blanket that I always had back there was gone I wanted

to cry or scream I discovered that woman had hidden in the backseat the night before while I was at the gas station did she somehow unlock the door to my apartment or did I accidentally unlock it? I left it unlocked I called my dad again frantically asking what to do he said to check and make sure nothing was stolen and if nothing was then calling the police wouldn't really do anything I checked the house and found nothing missing just my blanket from the car I I jumped to the gym that day I actually locked myself

in my apartment for a while after that I was just really upset I didn't want to live there anymore so after that month I found a new place to live [Music] [Laughter] about 29 years ago when I was 4 years ago my mother faced the challenges of being a single mother of three children I was the youngest with a difference of 7 years from my brothers we all went to a nanny's house after school many children also went to this professional 's house her husband Hillary was an extraordinary person and was always willing to help

I affectionately called him Oé my mother worked as a nurse and her shifts lasted 12 hours so I was often one of the last children to be picked up after all the other children left Hillary he used to make popcorn and we would sit on the couch and watch a movie he was like a second father to me my biological father lived 3 hours away but we had a good relationship Hillary was also my best friend he was a talented craftsman and always told me I was teaching about the projects I was developing one night

when I was 4 years old, I was at home in my room eating a bowl of Cookie Crispy cereal, I suddenly started crying uncontrollably, I was sobbing and screaming for over two hours and nothing my mother did could help. I calmed down she asked me repeatedly what was wrong but I could only say that I was sad without a specific reason after two hours of despair my mother went downstairs to prepare something to eat and then something strange from her point of view I was screaming and crying nonstop for two hours when suddenly everything went

silent worriedly my mother ran upstairs only to find me standing by the second floor window looking out with a smile on her face she waited a few minutes perplexed and then approached me to ask what had happened my perspective was very different I was screaming when I looked out the window and saw a star shining brightly this star moved towards the window and then I saw it and spoke to Oé my mother came up and asked me if I was okay and what was wrong happened I told her that I had seen him and sitting

on the window sill my mother, although skeptical, decided to play along and asked what he had said. Oé told me that everything was fine and that I didn't need to be sad. He explained that he was leaving and that couldn't see me for a long time thanked me for being the son who he never had and he expressed the wish that I would grow up strong and form a family One day he also said that when we met again he wanted to hear everything about my family so he said it was time to go he

asked me not to cry he said goodbye and went back to heaven my mother was in disbelief and decided to call Oé but got no answer she tried calling his wife but couldn't get in touch either finally she called the nanny's best friend who also helped look after the children from time to time this friend answered on the phone in tears I told my mother that about 2 hours before Oé had been in an accident and passed away I shouldn't have known that so my mother doubted that it was just my imagination we both believe

that I really saw his Ghost since then This experience stays with me, I think about it almost every night. Remembering that strange and inexplicable moment, the figure of Oé remains alive in my memories, not only as a friend and mentor, but also as a comforting presence who gave me a farewell message that night, despite the event. Although it was scary and mysterious it also brought a sense of peace knowing that oe said goodbye and left me a message of encouragement For the Future [Music] a few years ago I lived in Savannah in Georgia at that

time I was about 13 or 14 due to the Severe bullying that I faced in public schools, my parents decided to enroll me in a homeschool program, this program was held online, but for state schools, students were taken to different buildings to take the CRC tests . every time I entered that building during the TRS Days period I felt a deep discomfort, a sinking feeling in my stomach and a foreboding that was very familiar to those who have had scary experiences, I felt that there was something very wrong with that building on the last day

I decided to ask my grandmother, who I affectionately call Nami, if she also felt something strange about the building, she confirmed that she did but assured me that we were safe. Her certainty and tranquility comforted me because I knew she wouldn't lie about things like that. they got even stranger from that moment when they called my name for the test I got up and went to the woman who called me she smiled kindly and led me to an adapted conference room equipped with a test book and number two pencils the room it was old with

the paint peeling off the walls revealing the red brick underneath and the table was one of those old civil war era tables with the legs fixed to the floor I was nervous as that particular room gave me a bad feeling my stomach felt like it was about to doing somersaults and I was abnormally cold as soon as the woman left the room to get my teacher something white quickly passed in front of me I thought it was one of the mosquitoes common in Savanna But then I heard a soft laugh to my right I turned

my head and saw a white orb for a fraction of a second Before he disappeared, still laughing at that moment, I remembered something my name taught me to tell the spirit to go to the light or look for someone more capable of helping him. So I said Exactly that, the orb stopped abruptly hovering a few centimeters from my face I heard the voice of a girl asking me to play I felt compelled to respond so I did so respectfully saying that I was busy the orb then left the room at high speed at that moment

the teacher arrived and the From then on, I was the only teacher and the test made me feel better knowing that I had done something right, I was able to take the test in peace and I even got a higher grade than the ma in the state. So the meeting didn't affect my performance when the test was over. teacher took me to my grandmother she was murmuring and moving nervously presumably talking to herself and I finished the test I exclaimed to her who looked at me in surprise the look she gave me was proof that

she had also found the orb when we were leaving she told me said spirit prisoners need all the help they can get to move forward she then patted me on the shoulder, I always accepted guidance from people in my family, I'm young and I really don't know what to do most of the time, but I'm happy to have done the right thing and helped the little girl move forward. Over the next few days, I began to reflect on what it had happened in that old library I knew that Savanna was a city full of history

with many old buildings that could easily house energies and spirits from the past I talked to my nam about what happened and she shared some of her own experiences with the supernatural revealing that our family had a long history of spiritual sensitivity she explained to me that it was not uncommon to feel presences or see things that other people did not see and that our family had a responsibility to help these Lost Souls find peace I was fascinated by the stories she told since Encontros with friendly spirits to more frightening experiences that required more serious

interventions my curiosity about the Paranormal grew from there I started reading books about Ghosts, spirits and Supernatural phenomena I was intrigued by the idea that the world we see is just one part of a very bigger and more complex, I also began to develop a greater respect for the unknown and a deeper empathy for the souls who could not find their way. Whenever I passed by the old library, I felt a mixture of fear and fascination, although I still felt a certain discomfort. I knew I had helped a small part of that story to move

forward , my grandmother always reminded me that even in the face of Fear, courage and compassion were the most powerful tools we possessed. This experience not only marked me deeply but also reinforced the special bond I had with my grandmother, our conversations about the Paranormal became more frequent and she taught me several techniques for protection and communication with the spiritual world, I learned the importance of keeping an open mind and a pure heart, always seeking to help those in need, whether they were alive or dead at the time. passed and although I moved to another

city and moved on with my life, that experience in Savanna will always remain with me, it taught me about the importance of empathy, courage and responsibility that comes with spiritual sensitivity, more than that, it showed me that even in the scariest situations There is always an opportunity to do good and bring a little light to the world. This was a lesson that I will carry with me forever, knowing that no matter where I go or what I do, the experiences and teachings of my childhood will continue to guide me and whenever If I encounter a

place or situation that causes me discomfort I will remember my nam's words and face the unknown with the same courage and compassion that helped me help that little girl find her way to the light [Music] [Laughter] I am an employee of a gas station and work during mugada in our quiet city, our Poo is on the side of the main highway that leaves the city, due to its location, the majority of vehicles that pass through here are on long journeys through the State, making each shift a real cash box. surprises on some nights the flow

of cars and trucks is constant but on others the movement is almost nil on the night in question the movement was slower than usual although a few cars still passed from time to time which kept me busy my boss had prepared a list of tasks for me to complete during the night which helped to pass the time one of the tasks was to organize one of the Shelves which involved removing all the items adjusting the shelves and putting everything back in their place this task was not difficult but took about an hour after the start

of my shift I noticed the sound of thunder in the distance while checking the weather forecast I noticed that a storm was approaching so I decided to anticipate another task and went out to organize the trash containers before the rain started, avoiding having to do it in bad weather while I was out I noticed the headlights of a car about half a km away in the darkness the vehicle was parked on the side of the road in the middle of the vast and desolate fields It could have been a driver with problems like a flat

tire but I didn't pay much attention and went back inside shortly after the rain began to fall heavily I turned my attention to the shelves but the storm quickly intensified forcing me to lock the front doors of the placed to prevent the wind from opening them repeatedly until that moment there had been no customers during the night and with the storm the flow of vehicles practically ceased while I locked the doors I looked again and saw that the headlights were still there Real Estate that started to intrigue me As I continued with my work at

the height of the Storm I heard a bang at the door and when I turned around I came across a man with his face glued to the glass watching me intensely, he looked to be around 40 years old, he was wearing a hood and showing an extreme expression. tired, I opened the door for him, commenting on the different atmosphere, but he completely ignored me. The man remained standing still, letting the water run down his face before finally entering and walking through the corridors as if he were any customer. Confused by his behavior, I returned to

the counter and waited. After he finished looking at the products, he walked around the station for a few minutes, glancing in my direction a few times before leaving without taking anything. Considering the time, his attitude was peculiar and somewhat disturbing, leaving me questioning the reason for his visit, observing through the window I saw the man walking past the fuel pumps and towards the road he stopped at the corner and waited then the headlights that I had seen before started moving towards the gas station next to the man meanwhile the front doors which I had previously

closed began to open again due to the wind reminding me to go there to lock it again I watched from the door as the man returned towards the gas station accompanied by the car that was now entering the parking lot they parked in front and another man got out of the vehicle together they walked to the door the first man tried to open it hoping it was still unlocked and appeared visibly angry when he realized it was closed I was just a few meters away but he began aggressively banging on the door while Me I

faced this behavior, it was totally atypical for any customer, making me realize that something more sinister was going on, I ran to the counter and set off the alarm, alerting the police, I watched as they tried to break down the door without success before finally giving up and fleeing in the car in the minutes before the police arrived the silence was only broken by the noise of the Storm there was no doubt about his intentions But that didn't make the situation any less terrifying if it weren't for the storm and the wind that forced the

doors open I probably would never have locked them What would have allowed these men to enter without obstacles was perhaps just a robbery but it is undeniable that the situation could have been much worse for me unfortunately they were never caught And this still makes me apprehensive every early shift that [Music] I work at highest floor of a building specifically on the sixth floor the place is a government entity housing all the Ministries and over 4000 offices I have been employed there for a few months now and I am already quite familiar with the environment

as of Monday 10th December 2018 around at 11 am I experienced a peculiar event I am sharing this to find out if anyone has experienced a similar situation as I am quite perplexed and few people take my story as seriously as I believe they should that day whilst I was immersed in my usual office tasks there was a I usually knocked on the door, I invited the person to come in, saying a customer came in and I started to take care of some documents for him until I realized that the necessary stamp to validate the

documents was missing, I informed the customer that I would need a moment to get the stamp on another floor and left it waiting in my office. They are conveniently located at the end of the hallway to the left of my office, one short walk of 10 seconds, I quickly go downstairs and greet the employee at the office where I would get the stamp, which is located near the elevators. I quickly explain the purpose of my visit. She instructs me to get the stamp that was on the counter, which I do promptly before returning to the

elevators. I got into the elevator and selected the sixth floor as usual, about 2 minutes had passed since I left my office while the elevator was going up, I was left alone watching the panel indicate the passage through the floors, something I do frequently, however, when I reached the fourth floor there was a power failure and the elevator went completely dark after some time I managed to find the control panel and pressed the emergency button immediately a voice over the communication system asked which floor I was on I informed that I was on the fourth

floor and within a minute an employee came manually opening the doors, the power was restored and when asked which floor I wanted, I informed that I needed to continue to the sixth, the elevator was reactivated and I continued to go up, watching the display as usual, the elevator. Then it passed through the Fifth Floor and arrived at the sixth, where the doors opened normally I left towards my office and I noticed an unexpected drop in temperature contrasting with the intense summer heat, however I didn't pay much attention to it when I arrived at the door

of my office with the same number as always, I entered to my surprise the customer who should have been waiting had disappeared and in her place there was an unknown woman sitting behind my desk typing something on my computer, momentarily confused, I stopped and looked at her, she looked at me in surprise and asked if she could help me in the same way you ask someone who I entered her office without saying a word, I questioned if that was office 616, my office number, to which she confirmed yes, completely stunned, I checked the environment and

noticed that the furniture and layout were identical to those in my office, without knowing how to proceed, I asked I apologized saying I needed to get something and I went out into the hallway I confirmed that the door was indeed my office and that I was on the correct floor I decided to go back to the elevator without a reason Of course and I pressed the button for the sixth floor again the elevator closed and immediately reopened but without moving this time the receptionist I saw when I went downstairs was there exactly as before I

left and followed the same path back to my office decided to confront the woman when I opened the door I found the original customer waiting for the stamp exactly where I had left it and no one else was behind my desk before I could speak he commented that he thought I wouldn't be back or that I had gone to lunch surprised I asked why he would think that as he had only left for 5 minutes to get the stamp he then informed me that I I had been away for more than 45 minutes, having left

before noon and it was almost 12. 35 completely perplexed, I validated his documents and he left, sitting down in front of the computer, I realized that I had been gone for more than an hour despite being completely sober and just having smoked a cigarette on the way to work while trying to collect my thoughts I noticed that the heat had returned as was typical of that day reflecting on what had happened I remembered that I had never seen the man who came to my rescue in the elevator although I knew most of them of the

employees only by sight I ignored this considering it was unlikely that I knew everyone in such a large place but I was sure I had seen everyone who worked in my ward I did not check the neighboring offices Because that day I was the only one around the others were in a workshop or in outside activities and the only other person was one of the bosses who I don't usually talk to. Another detail that occurred to me was that I don't remember seeing anyone in the reception area when I got lost, plus the woman was

wearing a heavy cardigan unsuitable for the heat intense summer other than that everything was as it should be If anyone can explain what happened or if you have been through something similar please let me know and don't say I was under the influence of drugs or anything like everyone else [Music] says this all happened in 2011 while I lived in Lamor California I am generally skeptical about the Supernatural I believe in these things but I always look for Rational explanations before concluding that it is something Paranormal, but after living in that residence and with all

the experiences we shared, it is undeniable that the house was haunted These are the experiences that I gathered from myself and my family Firstly, a little context, this occurred in a two-story semi-detached house and almost every night, our neighbors' son, who He was around 4 years old, he was screaming horribly, my parents always heard him first because his room was only separated by a thin wall, the neighbors tried to calm him down but without success, to the point of bringing in a child psychologist twice a week, which also didn't help, it was so common. which

ended up causing the neighbors to move out after just 4 months the first incident was with my mother my father was on a work trip and around midnight while she was taking a shower she heard a loud noise outside the bathroom thinking we were us, my brothers and I, she shouted for whoever was making noise to go to sleep, everything fell silent and then there was a loud and strong knocking on the bathroom door, she opened the door quickly to find the room empty and the house silent, similar incidents occurred two more times. times that

year days later after a day out We came home to find kitchen utensils and dishes broken and scattered across the floor as if someone had broken in and destroyed everything however the house was locked and no doors were forced open the next incident involved my father and I could attribute it to sleep paralysis but he is convinced it was something else . on the other side of the bed one day my father woke up a little disoriented he felt something strange and saw a figure at the foot of the bed on my mother's side he

described the figure as very tall and thin with bright and visible eyes standing out the figure looked at my father before turning to my mother and starting to approach her still watching her my father couldn't move and said all he could do was grunt at her the figure stopped looked at him and continued approaching he grunted again and she stopped turned himself and left the room, whether it was sleep paralysis or not, this motivated my father to start looking for another place to live. The next thing happened to me, I was in a bunk bed

and I woke up during the night to see the closet door open, remembering that I had left it closed the vision was not Clara but I could see a face outlined in the closet similar to the one in Mad magazines I woke up my brother in the bunk above and asked if he could see it too and he confirmed so I knew it wasn't just my imagination I remember that his eyes moved from me to my brother and back to me we ran to get our parents who found the closet empty my father was not

angry as he was also shaken by his own experience and that night accelerated the moving process we moved to another neighborhood without incident until the last night when my little brother screamed in terror in the middle of the night saying he saw a head come out of his closet I have never seen him as terrified as he was that day we went to a hotel that night and we never went back to that house and I never want to go back I don't have I'm not sure how relevant this is but my brother brought home

an old hanging rope that he found buried in a field after a while he undid the Knot and tied the rope to a tree in our backyard as a swing I later discovered that the area where he found it was a prison one day in the 1900s maybe there is a connection but the fact is the house and the area has a history and whatever was in that house if it really was a ghost it wasn't the friendly kind [Laughter] I had two frightening experiences while living in North Central North Carolina in a rural area

full of pastures and woods, the first of which occurred during my teenage years a period marked by the recent death of a brother and the anger I constantly felt, the atmosphere at home was not stable which led me to spend a lot of time in the woods around my house when things got difficult I sought refuge in the forest where I felt more Than inside the house, the surrounding forest was like a second home for me and I was not afraid to venture out for hours in the darkness after a heated argument at home I

decided to go out into the forest one dark night I left the house and went to towards the woods, overcome by a mixture of anger and sadness, at one point I stopped to scream, cry and take out my frustration on a tree. It was then that I realized that the sounds around me had ceased. Summer in North Carolina is characterized by the constant buzzing of insects but that night everything was silent it was at that moment that I noticed a foul smell approaching I knew the smell of dead animals After all I lived in the

countryside but this odor was different more intense sweet almost sickening fear began to settle in me and I decided to go back home my instincts told me to run so that's what I did even though I was an out of shape teenager I ran as fast as I could across the several acres of our property in a matter of seconds throughout the run I heard something following the same pace behind me I didn't see it nothing when I got to the porch of the house but I heard Heavy footsteps in the distance the odor disappeared

After that night but I never felt safe in the forest again and I never went back there the second experience happened about 5 years later still as a teenager but with less anger and more calm, at that time I was already attending college and working, which kept me busy. One morning when I left home I found a dead Corsa in the middle of the road. I avoided it carefully because I knew that if it was still there when I returned at night it could cause a accident when scaring some nocturnal animal on the road during

the day everything went normally except for a surprise inventory at work that made me stay late when I finally left it was almost 1 o'clock in the morning and it was raining I drove slowly to the place where the horse was in the morning and saw a glow in the eyes on the left I thought it was a wild animal or a dog but when I looked in the rear view mirror I saw something quickly rising from a crouched position to stand it was tall I'm sure of it the glowing eyes resembled those of a

servant with an orange-green glow, the body was wet from the rain and it was too dark for me to distinguish more details as I was driving too fast. The same foul smell as the first experience filled the car, which made me immediately turn towards home and take a detour of 40 minutes to avoid the road where I saw that strange figure when I got home I asked my parents to turn on all the outside lights and ran inside without looking back I never took that road to or from work after that these experiences left me

I have a deep fear of venturing into the forest and I have avoided that area ever since. I currently live in a more urban area where I feel less vulnerable to this type of event. The small forest close to me still intimidates me, but the constant presence of other people and the lighting Urban life makes me feel safer, the memory of these events still haunts me, but sharing this story helps me process these experiences and overcome the fear they left in me. My childhood was marked by experiences in a house that many would consider haunted

. like my uncle, we have a heightened sensitivity to the Supernatural, although we never witnessed explicit normal events in that place, there was always an aura of strangeness that we could not ignore during the period in which I lived there from the age of five. At the age of 9, I was not known for having a particularly active imagination but these unsettling memories resurfaced recently for no apparent reason feeling the need to clarify these memories I decided to talk to my uncle knowing that he shared this spiritual sensitivity perhaps even to a greater degree than

I did we lived in a building apartments quite dilapidated to say the least the roof was almost giving way due to mold and the building was infested with insects the landlord completely neglected maintenance my uncle and I agreed that there was a feeling of constant weight on our shoulders While we were there the feeling was intensifying absurdly inside the bathroom and disappeared when we left it this particular room seemed to be the epicenter of a very disturbing energy there was always an uncomfortable feeling of being watched especially coming from the ventilation where it seemed like

red eyes were spying on us image of a serial killer lurking in the darkness I vividly remember the fear I felt of entering that bathroom and even years after we moved in I still felt a deep fear of bathrooms in general my uncle reported feeling the presence of about six different entities in that house coincidentally during the nights I saw six shadowy figures darker than the darkness of my room itself parked around it these silhouettes although Real Estate had humanoid shapes and I was certain of what I saw although I had never shared this detail

with anyone previously one particular incident still haunts me one time I was in the room of my uncles crying for some reason that now escapes me the room was in a sepulchral silence when suddenly there was a comforting whisper of a child's voice coming from nowhere this sound terrified me deeply and I fled the room promising myself never to stay there again For many years later my uncle began to openly discuss ghosts and mentioned how his grandmother had initiated him into practices to access the Paranormal world which made him extremely sensitive to these issues he

and his family are firm believers in the Supernatural When these memories resurfaced I unexpectedly felt the need to validate these experiences with him after a conversation where he detailed his perceptions before I revealed mine It became clear that our experiences were incredibly similar this convinced me it wasn't just my imagination now Part of me wants to return to that old one building not only to see if the Supernatural Sensations persist but also to check if the structure had already [Music] [Laughter] collapsed in my childhood I lived in a house that always gave me a strange

feeling of being watched I was only 12 years old when my father bought this house which, with its dark corridors and a somewhat unusual layout, soon awakened a feeling of restlessness in me, it was difficult to sleep if I didn't leave the bedroom door closed or the TV on. This narrative involves two peculiar episodes that occurred in this house, the first It happened on a Friday night with no time to sleep because it was the weekend, I was in the living room located in the exact center of the house watching television at 2am I started

hearing noises coming from the kitchen that I initially attributed to our dogs, shortly after sounds coming from my parents' room caught my attention they were making noise so I turned to look in the direction of the room my back was to the hallway when clearly I heard a child's voice whisper in my ear Don't look back I was paralyzed, overcome by fear and Then I felt someone pull my hair at that moment I quickly got up and turned on all the lights in the house, as scary as it was the rest of the night passed

without further incident although I couldn't sleep until dawn months later on Christmas Eve a second event equally disturbing occurred, while lying in bed I was trying to watch television but the anxiety for Christmas presents kept me awake that was when I noticed a movement in the corner of my eye as I turned my head towards the closed bedroom door I witnessed an ethereal figure of bright blue mist cross the door it floated silently from the portal until it passed through the closed door of my closet I covered my head with the blanket trying to calm

myself when I felt a little braver I lay down on my side and to my horror the blanket next to me It seemed to be in the shape of a person lying down moving softly as if breathing after a few minutes the shape flattens out these events occurred 12 years ago and at the time I tried to convince myself that it was all just my imagination however the older I get the more convinced I become that there was something truly abnormal in that house when I talked to my father he mentioned similar stories about listening

to a child when no one was around although my investigations into the house revealed nothing concrete when we moved in we discovered children's handprints on the concrete of the entrance dating back to 1978 during the first incident my brothers were with their mother and in the second they were sleeping in another part of the house further solidifying The Mysterious nature of these events [Music] [Laughter] my wife and I usually take Annual vacations to different destinations is our way of escaping the routine daily and also enjoying quality time together this year we rented a cabin in

Washington state located in a remote place it was described online as a peaceful and serene retreat away from any other establishments or people as we spend most of our time in busy cities this seemed ideal when we arrived we walked to a market to get what we needed and then took a taxi to the cabin we didn't rent a car because our stay would only be 3 days and we wanted to enjoy the Retreat in the cabin if we needed anything we could call an Uber the taxi journey took a little over an hour from

the city where we disembarked, crossing majestic mountains and forest landscapes, the beauty of the path left us excited for what was to come. We arrived at the cabin around 7 pm, it was isolated in the center of the forest with an entrance What else did it look like a tire track in the dirt? We unloaded it, we paid the taxi and went in with our things. The cabin, although compact, had the kitchen and living room on the ground floor and a Loft accessed by a staircase where the bed was located. it was so cramped that

you had to crawl to access it, similar to those found in tiny houses, we packed the shopping, prepared a simple dinner as the tiredness of the trip was already taking its toll and we opened some wine to relax, started the fireplace and started planning the following days, it was over. almost 11 pm when we abruptly heard noises outside someone walking through the grass around the cabin with audible and close footsteps my wife got scared so I tried to reassure her saying that everything was fine I got up and looked out the window noticing how much

darkness had become Intensified, the view was limited to imposing trees and it was completely pitch black all around, I told her that I didn't see anyone, then I went to the front door, opened it, went out onto the porch and turned on the outside lights, the view was limited to a small part of the access without there was no sign of anyone the forest was silent which made me think that if someone was still there I would hear it I went back inside and asked if my wife could still hear the footsteps but she reported

that the sound had suddenly stopped coming from behind the cabin feeling my courage failing I asked her to go up to the Loft and remain silent while I investigated I checked all the windows again without seeing anything and went back to the front door I was preparing to leave again when a loud thud shook the Cabin I looked at my wife who was now fixing the roof Someone was above the Shack I chose to remain inside and called the police giving details of how to get to us during the long wait we heard Occasional Footsteps

on the roof 45 minutes later we heard footsteps move away and disappear into the woods I peered out the window again seeing only a silhouette moving distancing the police recorded our incident and took us back to the city where we ended our vacation what that person was doing so far from civilization in the middle of the forest is something scary considering that he was probably waiting for us to fall asleep or leave we are grateful that we got out of there before Something worse happened [Music] my mother grew up in India and every two years

my brothers and I would travel to spend time with our grandparents in a humble village in India I was very reluctant on these trips the local aromas they were harsh and unpleasant, the food was not to my liking and the water was impure, but these issues were mere discomforts compared to the true terror that awaited us there, something we considered a demon or perhaps a din, although I never took the time to understand the numerous beliefs Indians about Such entities my majority of life was in Atlanta where I developed a security about my cultural heritage

often rejecting any aspect related to it now with my grandparents deceased I feel a deep regret for my previous reluctance nights at my grandparents' house were ruled due to strict rules that did not allow leaving the bed or in my case the mattress on the floor next to my parents' bed we were surrounded by Idols and hanging amulets that supposedly offered protection but only if we remained in our designated places in my childhood I firmly believed in these rules my parents made sure I used the bathroom before going to bed and even tied bells to

my ankles to monitor My movements at night you could often hear the echo of footsteps on the dirt floor and subtle scratches on the walls, sometimes a A pair of glowing eyes appeared in the shadows, similar to those of an animal, although we didn't have Petes, one night in particular when I was 7 was engraved in my memory as the most terrifying, I was almost falling asleep when I felt the presence of something next to me, I kept my eyes tightly closed only my blanket but the top part of my head was exposed and I

could feel the warm breath of something that seemed to be smelling me as if a large animal was investigating my presence at 14 years old during our last visit I decided to confront and challenge the beliefs family members on the first night I was awakened by footsteps and decided to follow the sound armed only with a candle that I picked up when passing by my parents' room, the dirt floor did not represent a fire risk and the candle served as an additional barrier against the demon's footsteps started walking away in the opposite direction towards the

back door towards me this confirmed that my cousins ​​who had always resented me for having a supposedly better life had not expected me to investigate and were now trying to escape by chasing them into the yard I saw a figure dark, approximately the size of my older cousin, diving into the tall grass, I advanced a few steps behind him, when my mother's voice stopped me, she had followed me and was shouting for me to stop, relieved to think that I would prove that the fears were just my cousins, I backed away When a snake about

12 feet long attacked right where my foot would have been if I had taken one more step my mother's quickness saved me from a probably fatal fate after the incident I ran to show that the cousin I suspected was in fact missing Everyone was in their rooms sleeping no one had left the event reinforced my family's superstitious beliefs they thought the devil had taken the form of the snake to lure me out but my mother managed to save me in time even now years later I can't completely rule it out the possibility that something supernatural

was involved Considering the strange turn of events today at almost 40 years old I often think about that snake and that night all interpretations are welcome but for me that memory is a constant reminder Of the uncertainties and mysteries that life can present and how our origins and heritage can profoundly shape our experiences [Music] during my adolescence I decided to work at the neighborhood supermarket getting the job was easy Because my mother knew the owner on my first day my boss commented that the supermarket had a reputation for be haunted she told me about a

ghost named Henry she said that when she started seeing Henry he was a tall man in a brown overcoat she would occasionally see him walking around the back of the store customers would sometimes ask for him asking where the man had gone of the brown coat had gone with time, according to her, Henry started to appear only as a black shadow that ran along the back of the store, at first I thought she was trying to scare me because she was young but after a few weeks of work I started to notice and hear strange

things the first time I heard something I was alone Since my boss used to leave me alone in the store I knew there was no one but me I was sitting behind the cashier when I heard a door the freezer closing and footsteps this happened almost daily, I never witnessed the moment so I didn't rule out that it could be a noise from the freezers but it was clearly the sound of footsteps. On some occasions I saw something like a dark shadow move at the back of the store But I thought they could be my

eyes deceiving me another strange incident was that sometimes we would find loaves on the floor when we arrived to work this may seem common to others but there were 2 inch metal grates in front of the loaves so they couldn't just fall out these events weren't that scary but they only happened in the right half of the store, I consulted my grandfather who informed me that the place was once divided into two stores separated by a wall, which explained the activity only on one side, years later my boss built a new store very close to

the old one and dismantled it completely the old one, reusing almost everything I often needed to return to the old store before and I always heard footsteps and loud noises when looking for boxes that my boss requested, even after we moved to the new store it was as if we had never left the old one, I continued to hear doors freezer opening and footsteps this usually happened close to closing time and I would wait for someone to show up to be attended to but I ended up having to check the entire store before closing to

make sure no one was there. I also happened to hear something fall and when I checked I found a loaf of bread on the other side of the Corridor just like in the old store The only difference is that in the old store the aisles were about 1 m wide while in the new one they were 2 m I knew that this was not normal and the only significant change was that I did not see plus the shadowy figure running I consulted later owners and they were still reporting strange phenomena especially bread falling off the

shelves Which is really bizarre someone Definitely doesn't like bread I'm an Uber driver in my city and I was on a night shift later than usual I had an appointment in the morning so I only started working after 8pm it was my first time driving so late so I didn't really know what to expect in terms of movement I soon found out as at 11pm I had only done four rides I thought about switching to Uber eats and see if I had better luck but then another race request came up it was a 35 minute

trip which was good because I would earn more I accepted the race and went to the pick up location which was a train station a few minutes away I passed I walked around the parking lot slowly looking for the person I was supposed to pick up after going completely around the parking lot without seeing anyone I parked and waited there wasn't a single car in the parking lot and I doubted there were any passenger trains running so late I thought the person might have indicated the wrong location but before sending a message I saw a

man coming towards my car he was wearing a dark hooded sweatshirt and besides confirming that the race was for him I didn't say anything I started driving and the man remained silent in the back seat without picking up the cell phone just looking straight ahead I didn't want to be the driver who always tries to talk so I was silent too while driving I looked at him a few times in the rear view mirror and his eyes were fixed on me this wasn't unusual when driving towards people but with this guy it seemed very disturbing

he didn't look away he kept staring at me until I looked the other way after a very uncomfortable 35 minute journey finally I arrived at the drop off location it wasn't an address but a specific point that the man had marked on the map this place was at the end of an open field covered by dense fog I looked in the mirror and saw the guy still sitting in the car without moving skirt he said not sure if he had heard correctly I turned my body and looked at him he looked me in the eyes

with a scary look and repeated skirt my body tensed and before I could think what I saw from the corner of my eye several other men running towards my car, two or three of them all holding clubs or knives and wearing dark hoodies that covered their faces, they surrounded my car the moment I put it in gear but they managed to open both doors The man inside the car was shouting at me and trying to open my door, probably to push me out as I picked up speed and moved away from the group. The man

in the car fell back into the back seat and then jumped onto the road. All the men disappeared. in the fog, then I continued driving and stopped at a gas station a few kilometers ahead, the two back doors were still open and swinging and there were dents all over the car, probably made while I was fleeing, a police officer met me at the gas station to register my incident and another went to the field where it all happened but the whole group was gone finding a cell phone on the road that was the same one

used to call Uber it probably fell out of the man's pocket when he got out of my car but it was a phone that had been reported stolen less of an hour before I caught the man this appeared to be an elaborate plan to rob several people including myself it is difficult to assume that They would have let me go without hurting me and that I could contact the police immediately they would probably do something to ensure they had time to running away with my car without getting caught I don't know what would have happened

but I know I narrowly escaped that [Music] night last year when my job situation started to decline I had no idea how much my life was about to change I lost my job, my savings ran out quickly and out of pure necessity I ended up moving into one of the oldest and cheapest apartments in the city. Believe me, it was a real nightmare. I don't want to reveal the name, but this building had a feeling of its own life, it felt like you could feel every breath. every step inside it from the outside it might

just look like an old worn out building But once inside you would realize that things were far from ordinary the first day I moved in I met the manager of the building called marque middle aged short and always sweaty looking a quite eccentric character initially he seemed friendly and attentive he even showed me the apartment very courteously however over time I realized how dark his nature was behind that friendly facade a few weeks after moving in I started hearing strange sounds at night noises behind the walls steps shuffling on the floor at first I thought

it was just the typical sounds of an old building but one night when I saw Mark standing in front of my door Things changed it was midnight and there was Mark standing in front of my door staring at it without if he moved my heart accelerated I didn't dare open the door I just watched him through the peephole after a while he turned and left as if nothing had happened the next morning when when I asked him about it he gave me an enigmatic smile and said that I must have been dreaming it left me

deeply disturbed Mark's behavior became increasingly strange throughout the day I noticed that He stopped to look into my apartment through the window I began to feel that he was always watching me one night as I walked around the house I heard sea trying to open my door Fortunately I had locked it but it really scared me Mark's strange behavior was not just directed at me other residents of the building also complained about him a neighbor told me that Mark stood outside his window watching her at night another claimed that Mark had entered his apartment without

permission and gone through his things the one factor Among all the residents was fear no one dared to confront him directly one day when I was leaving for work I found Mark waiting for me he had a key in his hand and with a smile he said that I must have dropped the key to my apartment I had never seen that key before this was just another one of Mark's tricks to gain access to my apartment at that moment I wanted to run away but I couldn't I looked at the his eyes and said thank

you something inside me felt it broke at that moment A few nights later I woke up to a noise when I opened my eyes I saw Mark standing at the foot of my bed my heart almost stopped what are you doing here I screamed Mark didn't say anything he just left the room calmly it was at that moment I knew I couldn't but staying in that building I packed my things and found another place to stay that same night I finally went to the police and filed a complaint but Mark insisted that his actions were

normal and that he had no intention of disturbing me the police couldn't do much about it eventually I moved away and freed myself from Mark's disturbance, I will never forget the terrifying moments I experienced in that apartment, seeing how someone like Mark, a simple building manager, could threaten people's safety. Now I live in a much safer place, but thinking about those days still gives me chills. Financial difficulties took me there but escaping from that place was one of the best decisions I ever made [Music] in my last year of elementary school I had a friend

who to protect her privacy I will call her Jenny we grew up in the suburbs of Harrisburg Pennsylvania More specifically near New cumberland in a neighborhood called lemin the streets there are very tight and the houses very close to each other Jenny lived very close by and I often walked to her house to watch TV or anime together like many children do I don't remember exactly how we started talking about her Ghost, but both Jenny and our extended group of friends are very interested in paranormal matters, if you have ever visited lemin you will know

that most of the houses are old structures that have been expanded and renovated over the years, many of these residences have been converted into semi-detached houses I believe that's why Jenny had two closets in her room, one of them was always closed, it was a deep and perpetually dark space, the other closet where she actually kept her clothes was on the other side of the room, this explained why the first closet was small When used, Jenny's room was always strangely cold and the door had a disturbing habit of opening and closing on its own which

contributed to a general feeling of discomfort throughout the length of the room. Jenny had shelves full of porcelain dolls still in their relic boxes. from a relative I assume although I never asked curiously the dolls seemed to move on their own inside the Boxes rotating slightly when we weren't looking long enough to notice a change Clara in their positions it was really scary Jenny nicknamed her ghost Mandy who she said was a little girl Jen also had a younger sister who at the time must have been about TR or 4 years old and Mendy looked

like Jen's sister often appeared with scratches if she was in the room with us We also ended up scratched the scratches didn't hurt at the time but were noticeable later as if someone had scratched us hard and they looked like scars her sister sometimes had them on her back and these were visibly deeper the situation became so serious that Jen's mother banned her younger sister from entering the room I had a cell phone in 2012 a the kind with a full keyboard that could be rotated and slid up once I took a photo of Jenny's

open locker and unfortunately I no longer have the photo because the cell phone probably ended up in a landfill but the image clearly showed a girl's face partially hidden From the hanging clothes, including party clothes and Jenny's father's old suits, you could see the figure's eyes, nose, lips and hair, almost as if she were peeking out shyly. There was no malice in her eyes, at least that I remember, she was simply there. Jenny 's ghost became common knowledge among our circle of friends so we decided to hold a sort of séance Junior I think seven

other people came to it making us nine in total it was a well planned event and we knew we shouldn't use a board or ija We agreed that we would enter the closet in turns, six of us at a time, then four would leave and the others would enter as space was limited, it was large but not enough to accommodate nine pre-teens at one time and some of our friends considered themselves mediums, we were all very excited and I was among the three who didn't go into the closet right away, the other two and I

stuck our ears to the door to hear what was going on inside when suddenly we heard Screams and banging and everyone ran out of the closet apparently one of the girls who believed she could talk to the Ghosts put her iPhone 3 or four on a small shelf inside the closet and challenged if you are here with us move this phone or something second another friend who was in the closet she repeated the phrase a few times it was difficult to hear clearly because the door was thick we didn't hear it well until they started

screaming before the girl could finish talking again the phone went through the air and crashed against the wall like If someone had thrown it, it scared us a lot and we decided to end the night there. We never talked about Mandy again. My friend Jenny's ghost is something I still try to explain to this day [Music] [Laughter] I work as a caretaker at our city's cemetery and at the Contrary to what many may think, it is generally not a scary job, the only unsettling aspect are some old bells next to the graves that date back

almost two centuries ago, most nights nothing unusual happens and I carry on with my routine work, occasionally a few teenagers show up but they always run away as soon as they see me since our town is small This is the only cemetery within a radius of several kilometers and it is large enough to accommodate all the graves it was a Thursday in the height of summer I arrived at 10 pm as usual and I entered what we call a little house a small brick building in a single room equipped with security monitors maintenance tools and

a small bathroom I started at night getting the keys and locking the main gate as I was doing this I noticed a man in a black hoodie walking in the grass on the other side of the gate he walked along the fence a few meters from me I watched for a moment as he passed through the gate and continued on his way along the fence after seeing that he did nothing else I returned to the little house I hung up the keys and I stayed there for about half an hour reviewing notes left by the

day's workers around 11 pm I took the key to the utility vehicle and went out to get it from the shed, it's just a small vehicle with a basket in the back for use in garden maintenance I started to drive around the cemetery checking each tombstone to ensure there is no damage and collecting flowers or Left Behind objects we carry out this task every Thursday as most burials take place on the weekend allowing people to collect their belongings although most leave them Anyway, as I was doing this I noticed a figure on the other side

of the land I looked around to see if there was anyone else trying to figure out if they were part of a group But it was just that man driving towards them But even with the noise of the vehicle it was quite tall the man didn't look at me he continued walking across the land with his gaze fixed ahead thinking that perhaps the man was shaken by a recent bereavement I approached and spoke delicately sorry sir but the cemetery is closed until tomorrow morning can I take him outside He continued walking without paying attention to

me I approached again this time more firmly you need to leave now or I will have to call the police for trespassing he then stopped and looked at me his eyes were red and very open and he had a sad smile that made me uncomfortable we were silent for a few seconds before he threw himself at me he hit the side of the vehicle but I managed to accelerate before he grabbed me I quickly went back to the little house calling the police on the radio I parked the vehicle outside and entered the security room

continuing informing the police about the incident, the police station is just a few minutes away, so I took shelter in the little house and started monitoring the security cameras to try to locate the man before I could find him on the screens, loud knocks shook the door, he was banging so hard that the floor and walls of the small building were shaking with nothing to defend me I could only watch the door vibrate violently, hoping it would resist. I quickly checked with the attendant who asked me to hold on a little longer as the police

were almost arriving, about 10 seconds later the noise stopped and I heard the man run, I saw on the cameras where he went and As soon as the police arrived I informed them of the direction he took they took a quick look but didn't follow him he had run towards a group of trees and there was no way of knowing how dangerous he was so chasing him in the darkness was not a option I filed a police report but weeks went by and nothing happened, I don't know if he was just in a fragile mental

state due to a recent bereavement or what but what happened that night will probably never happen [Laughter] [Music] Answers my name It's Elisa and This is my Nara I'm still not entirely sure about her, I thought a lot trying to find a plausible reason, I have the persistent impression that something followed me home at that time, when I was 13, my mother's classmate had a daughter who needed someone to take care of her three children, I will call her Kelly, she had three small children, approximately 8 C and TR years old, they are not very

essential to this story, Kelly lived just a block away, so it was simple to walk to her house and back since I was not yet old enough to drive, nothing ever happened to the children while I was looking after them after school until their father arrived which was between 4 and 5 pm however the incident occurred at their residence when they were not present before that there was on two separate occasions the children had a small TV set in the basement where they kept their assorted toys once when picking up one of the children I

felt a deep fear when entering the basement it is inexplicable on another occasion I took care of them while they were at a football game I couldn't help it the feeling that something or someone was watching me in terror and I kept a friend on the phone with me I promised myself I wouldn't go back now About what happened Kelly sent me a message saying they were going out of town for a week and asked if I could come over for morning and evening just to feed and release her two dogs I agreed as I

wouldn't need to stay long Kelly gave me the code for the door the first day I entered the house I noticed a horrible stench of sulfur as if something was decomposing I released the dogs I fed them and everything else was normal, I went through the basement and felt nauseous, I couldn't even open the door to check. On the second and third day, everything was also normal, the odor was gone. Honestly, there was no explanation for this, but that day the little dog that was in the house refused to come in he just kept barking

at nothing I had to take him by force and put him in the dog house on the fourth day while I was out with the dogs it looked like something had fallen in the basement I was in the living room waiting for the dogs that was the enough for me I went in with the dogs and I swear I heard footsteps approaching I was about to call the police but first I called my father who arrived and looked in the basement finding nothing I couldn't sleep I suffered from a nightmare about the house and being

trapped in the basement I mentioned it to a friend who loves Supernatural subjects and she suggested using salt I did that and on the last day I felt that terrible feeling and the smell came back stronger than before I fed the dogs quickly and I didn't look back again, I couldn't sleep having nightmares about being locked in the basement with no way out I dreamed of a boy who was there with me begging me to help him escape a few days later going up the stairs at home my sister behind me asked what the hell

had happened to my neck confused I questioned what she meant I I had six long, diagonal scratches on my neck with no idea how they came about. The feeling of being watched hit me again. A few nights later my sister and I were talking at the dining room table. She said she felt like she was being watched in the basement and that the temperature floated I felt the same but I had never shared it with her so I talked to my aforementioned friend who suggested purifying and salting the house I did that and the unpleasant

feelings disappeared I felt a strange curiosity about visiting a cemetery near my house so I researched how to behave in cemeteries I left coins and then walked carefully through the cemetery a strange feeling of relief came over me when I found a grave with a school photo of my boy dreams he passed away in 2001 the same year I was born that night I dreamed that the boy and I were walking along the beach and he said thank you for not forgetting me I knew you wouldn't forget sorry for the confusion of this story now

at 22 I have no intention of getting closer again at Kelly's house as for our own house everything has been peaceful since then I don't know if I believe in Supernatural phenomena but I know something is not right in that [Music] house I am a 23 year old woman and Psychology student I have never believed in ghosts always thinking that Supernatural experiences could be explained by personal anxieties and fears. This changed last year when something happened on Gold Camp road in Colorado Springs, a place famous for its urban legends and scary stories, the road is

on the side of a mountain and has several excavated tunnels through which one must pass to reach the end it is mainly used to access panoramic routes offering views of the city and hiking trails local legend says that a bus full of young children had an accident in one of these tunnels after a partial collapse and the children's spirits are trapped there they say if you stop in the tunnel at night turn off the lights and put talcum powder or flour on the windshield little ghost hands will scatter the dust Also there are rumors that

many bodies are discarded next to the road where cliffs and dense forests serve as perfect places to hide evidence to me this was all pure fiction I used to drive Gold Camp Road about once a week during the summer as it was a beautiful evening drive to take with friends with several spots to park and smoke without worrying about the police now you might think that the fact that I was a little upset might have influenced what I saw and is it possible one night my 21 year old friend and I spent about an hour

exploring the scenic spots and playing music until about 3 or 4 a.m. We were used to the dark tunnels and dense forest at night however that night as we began to climb to the peak there was a distinct moment when it felt like we had entered another completely different place similar to a scene from tiir's journey when the spirits appear at night we suddenly felt an energy around us like being in the middle of a noisy crowd without seeing anyone feeling a growing restlessness we continued to the second tunnel when we entered the tunnel the

headlights lit the way to the end and that's when I saw a boy clear as day was standing on the right side of the tunnel almost touching the wall he didn't look like a real boy but more like a film photograph Over exposed my friend and I got scared and I braked sharply and then he just disappeared not that he moved But we realized he was never really there it was like that moment when you wake up in a dark room you see a jacket hanging and for a second you think there is someone there

but when your eyes adjust you realize that there was nothing in the tunnel lit by the headlights there was no rock formation or pattern on the wall that could have been mistaken for a figure just the smooth wall of the Rock and the bright light of the Lighthouses I never saw anything like that what convinced me was that my friend I also saw it and our reaction was not typical of someone who mistakes something for a ghost. I braked because I was sure there was a child and then I suddenly realized that there never was.

It was the most bizarre experience I have ever had and I will never doubt the existence of the Paranormal again. What I can say is that you shouldn't always discount urban legends. They have a curious way of manifesting themselves. Thank you for watching, if you liked this video, don't forget to like, comment what you thought and share with your friends and of course subscribe. if on the channel so you don't miss any scary stories until next time stay with God bye