Every month, IaskBuzzFeed readerslike you to share the creepiest experiences they’ve ever had.
Fromrun-ins with serial killersto ghosts, I’ve read it all!
“Im going to say this was around 1972.
I was on a Boy Scout trip to Gettysburg.
We’d just finished lunch and were playing hide-and-seek on one of the battlefields.
There were a few cannons and a couple of trees to hide behind.
About 15 of us headed for the woods.
I was one of the first to make it.
I dove behind a tree and looked out around it to see if I was in the clear.
There was nobody anywhere.
So I turned around to run, and there was this guy in overalls right in front of me.
He had no face.
I backed up and he said, ‘What do you want?’
I backed up some more and bolted.
When I turned back to look behind me…nobody was there.
To this day, I still wonder who or what that was.
Ive been back a few times looking for him, but I guess he doesnt want to be seen.
I was 11 or 12 at the time.
Ill never forget that feeling.”
George, Egg Harbor Township, New Jersey
2.
“My family got our first dog when I was a young teen.
They were from out of town.
He had no idea we’d had a dog or anything.
We all stopped and stared at him, and his dad was like, ‘What did you say?’
He repeated, ‘I don’t like your ghost dog,’ while looking under the table.”
“Our dog ALWAYS lay at our feet under the table while we ate dinner.
There’s no way this kid had any idea.
We hadn’t been talking about the dog because it was still fresh for us.
I have no doubt she must have been hanging around and having dinner with us.
Honestly, it was actually comforting knowing she was still with us.”
Anonymous
3.
“One morning, early, my 4-year-old daughter woke screaming from a nightmare.
She said that she saw a jet hit a really tall building and that people were falling and dying.
It took a long time to calm her down.
It happened to be one of the first homes built in our town.
I made my brother come with me because the house felt weird when I was there alone.
But as soon as we turned into the hallway, we could smell something burning.
It had already burned a small hole into the carpet.
We shut the lamp off and unplugged it.
“This occurred in 1970 when I was 6.
I was in hospital for pneumonia.
One day, I walked down to the pay phone and called them.
My grandmother answered, and we talked for a minute.
Then she suddenly said, ‘take another crack,’ said goodbye, and abruptly hung up.
I phoned home again, and my Mom answered, so I asked her if Grandma was there.
She said, ‘No, she’s at home.'”
“Many things were strange about this.
I was only 6; I barely had my home phone number memorized.
I didn’t know my grandmother’s phone number.
And my grandparents were on a party line.
How could such a specific mistake happen?
Still, nobody else treated it as unusual.
My grandmother just shrugged when I brought it up the next time I saw her.”
Kirk, Alberta, Canada
6.
“I had an experience that I cannot explain.
This night, though, I walked back in to complete darkness.
My upper abdomen hit the top of the ‘wall’ hard.
Reacting, I put my arms out in front of myself and felt only air.
I was very confused, and then fear set in.
I was in utter darkness and quickly realized there was absolutely no sound at all.
It was thin, and the other side had a rough texture.
No idea what it was.
Nothing in my room would have been there or felt like that.
This had all happened in just a few seconds.
I suddenly didn’t know where I was.
It certainly didn’t seem to be my bedroom.
There was nothing there.
For a moment, I was too scared to move again.
For some reason, I was afraid there would be no floor.
“Finally, I forced myself to turn around, back toward the door I had just entered.
Not the whole outline, just a few little bits.
I flipped it, and the ceiling light came on.
The bedroom was completely normal, and my husband was there in the bed, snoring loudly.
I just stood there, shaking.
“A minute later, my husband opened his eyes and asked me why the bright light was on.
I told him what had happened.
I looked in the mirror and saw a deep red mark right where it had hit.
By the next day, it was a purple bruise.
“I am a photographer in Maui, Hawaii.
I stayed with them at a resort about an hour and a half from where I lived.
One late night, the group had a sound bath scheduled to be held at an old church.
We were in the rec room, and the chapel was closed.
This punch in of stuff wasn’t really my thing, but I was happy to be there.”
Dark and cold and little kids’ outfits and toys all around.
So I went in, I peed, and I booked it the hell out of there.
I was going up the stairs with my head down when I bumped into someone.
An outfit someone would wear to church back in the day.
She had a hat on and was looking down.
I didn’t see her face.
All I remember is that she grabbed my arm in the process of us bumping into each other.
She let go, and I went back into the sound bath.
“I lay back down and thought of nothing but this woman the rest of the time.
I could still feel the coldness from where her hand was on my arm.
And why couldn’t I see her face?
Overall, I felt nothing but kindness from her, and she had a loving aura around her.
Or maybe she was a ghost.
Jenna
8.
Every now and again, it will give off the scent of her favorite perfume, Cassini.
She will still baste herself in the stuff for her one-day shopping trip.
It almost feels like the damn piano is a Horcrux.”
morganleslay
9.
He’s four years my junior, and we spent most of our time together as kids.
One night, I dreamed that my brother and I were playing catch with a football.
I then immediately woke up to the sound of him falling out of bed and hitting the floor.
The next day, I asked if he remembered falling out of bed in the middle of the night.
We had the same dream at the same time!”
They were married for over 54 years.
I would spend every other weekend with Mom there.
It was very chilly, but I didn’t want to get out of bed to get the comforter.
In the morning, I thanked Mom for covering me at night.
She swore that she never got up or entered the guest room.
I know it was my dad taking care of me.
We were very close.”
“I attended a candlelight Christmas service at a spiritualist church.
Mediums would pick up random candles and ‘read’ them.
A medium held my candle and stated that a spirit named ‘Dudgeon’ was there with us.
That’s my grandmother’s unique maiden name.”
“My mom passed away from cancer a little over three years ago.
We knew that she would pass sometime within the next day.
He was as white as a sheet, and he didn’t spook easily.”
I didn’t touch a single button.
Coffee started coming out of the spout.
FRESH coffee, although there hadn’t been a pod in there!
I went and sat back on the couch and watched it with my husband.
JUST then, my sister-in-law called to say my mom had passed.
My husband and I knew my mom had come to make us one last cup of coffee.
She always made us a coffee in it when she visited.”
Ella, Vancouver
13.
My friend suddenly became very ill in late 1998 from progressive multifocal leukoencephalopathy, an AIDS-related illness.
“His condition got worse.
I was exhausted after I returned home to Atlanta, so I went to bed.
I landed in a tangle.
I picked myself up and went back to sleep.
He had passed away at approximately 6 that morning.
“My mom unexpectedly died when I was young.
My brother lived out of state at the time.
It was blank and was sent after she passed.
We always thought it was her way of saying goodbye to him.”
He peeked in and saw her talking into the mirror of the vanity.
At dinner, he asked who she had been talking to, and she said, ‘Grandma.'”
My grandpa died 25 years earlier when my cousin and I were 10 years old.
Grandpa was a small, wiry man, maybe 5 feet 4 and 130 pounds.
Then she perfectly described my great-grandfather Grandma’s father who died when my mom was a little girl.
About a year later, she lost her first tooth.
After a couple of months, my cousin asked his daughter if she still saw Grandma.
Jennifer, Wisconsin
16.
“My much-loved Jack Russell terrier named Iz had recently died.
She was my constant companion for over 16 years, and I was mourning the loss.
Sitting at the computer, I distinctly heard dog tags jingling down the hallway.
Not looking away from the screen, I thought my husband had returned and our dog was greeting me.
I called out to her, but there was no answer, and I realized they weren’t home.
There was no dog at my feet, but the sound of her tags had been clear as day.
“Another time, our daughter was visiting and began climbing the stairs to the second floor.
Suddenly she said, ‘Iz, what are you doing here?’
I believe Iz was saying goodbye.”
“When I was about 23, I worked for a bank in Costa Mesa, California.
One year for the Halloween party, they hired a medium.
We stood in line to have our palms read.
At the time, I planned to remain childless and had no interest in becoming a parent.
I scoffed, of course.
Again, years later, I got divorced and then remarried.
Sure enough, we went on to have three sons.
We tried for more, but it didn’t happen.
I was older anyway, so it wasn’t too surprising.
I do like to think that the medium knew what she was talking about all those years ago.”
Cheryl, San Diego
18.
“When I was 19, my mom passed away from cancer.
I was a couple of weeks pregnant, but I wasn’t aware at the time.
After she passed, I got married and moved out.
I took her recliner with me.
A few months later, I got up for one of my many trips to pee at night.
There she was, sitting in the recliner.
Her hair had grown back, and she was wearing her favorite outfit.
I was shocked, but all I could get out was a hello.
I stood and talked to her for a while.
Everything she told me actually happened!
Every single thing.”
“My due date was June 29.
My daughter was born on July 5.
I chalked that up to his depression because he was struggling with her loss.
It was as if she was never there, but you could stillfeelher there.
I started to hear footsteps in the dining room, but the door never opened.
Then they were in the living room.Thenthey started making their way down the hallway toward the bathroom.
Immediately, the footsteps stopped.
About two minutes later, I heard my daughter laughing and talking to someone.
You’re back to play with me!’
I didn’t move for a long time.
It wasn’t until I heard her say, ‘Bye, Grandma!’
that I had the guts to go check on her.
I know, I’m terrible, but I was terrified, for some reason.
“Every so often after that, I would hear her laughing and talking by herself.
I’d ask her what she was doing, and she’d always say she was playing with Grandma.
Do I believe her?
It had to have been my mom.
I called her in and told her we were going to look at pictures.
Sure enough, she picked the one picture I had chosen of my mother to put out.
She was with two of her sisters in that picture, but my daughter pointed right at her.
I doubt either of us will ever forget, but I’m happy they actually got to meet.
“About 10 years ago, I worked at the mall, selling sunglasses.
I always felt as if I was being watched when I was back there.
Whatever it was had hooves instead of human feet, from the sound of it.
I stepped back and screamed, but no sound came out.
Then, all of a sudden, I was alone again.”
“I was so freaked out that I basically just left midclosing procedures.
I was scheduled to open in the morning, so I thought,Who cares!and bolted.
Shortly after that, I transferred to a different location.
To this day, I still do not know what that was.
Jenn, Norman, Oklahoma
20.
It was located at the end of the school, where there were no classrooms.
The gym was not being used at the time, either.
When we arrived at the double doors, two of us opened them simultaneously.
The window was also covered with a thick, blue curtain, so no light came through.
“We all saw it immediately, screamed, and ran back to class.
We told the teacher what we saw, and he came with us to investigate.
When we got there, the figure was gone.
There was no way light would have reached the corner that the figure had stood in.
Still creeps me out to this day.”
“I was about eight months pregnant with my daughter one hot summer.
I had the day off work and was home with just the dogs.
C.J., Ohio
22.
After class, I headed to the locker room.
Immediately upon entering, you would be in a narrow mini hallway directly in front of a cubicle.
My friend was in the cubicle, and neither of us was talking.
“I chalked it up to my eyes playing tricks on me.
She said, ‘You’re still here?
I thought you left!’
I looked at her in surprise and told her that I never left.
I then told her about the shadow that I saw too.
“We both stood there, freaked out, before I said out loud, ‘Is anyone there?’
The light directly above the cubicle and another one above the nearest bathroom stall both flickered a little.
We dashed so fast out of there, practically slamming the door shut.
“My grandma died a terrible death.
We think she died after falling and being unable to get up for a few days.
At the time, I was on vacation with a boyfriend in Aruba.
I woke up crying.
My grandmother was really my most stable attachment growing up.
It was extremely sad, but I hope she’s at peace now.”
My hubby worked super early, so no one else was there when I left for work.
I locked the door as usual and walked down to the parking lot where my friend was waiting.
I said to my friend, ‘Do you see that?’
and she was like, ‘What the hell is that?’
These eyes didn’t look human at all, so it was just weird.
She did not like ghosts or anything paranormal and got us out of there quickly.”
“I saw those eyes again over the next few months.
Mind you, it wasn’t even 5:30 a.m. yet and was super dark.
I happened to look up at our bedroom window on the second floor and saw the eyes.
I stared for a moment, wondering why I hadn’t seen them in so long.
For some reason, I told those eyes, ‘I’m okay.’
After that, I never saw them again.
I have no idea who or what they were or if they were actually just looking after me.
I still don’t understand it to this day.”
In it was a staircase to the attic.
“I was never scared of him.
He didn’t seem harmful.
One day, I told my mom that he left her room right after her.
She turned white as a ghost, no pun intended.
She changed the subject immediately.
As I got older, I saw him less and less.
It was a common occurrence for doors upstairs to open or close on their own, though.
I asked about it a few times as a kid, but again the subject was changed.
“Again, I got no answers from my family.
Years passed, and I became an adult.
“Doors continued opening and closing upstairs by themselves, and I often heard footsteps walking down the hallway.
My family would never talk about it.
My grandmother insisted it was ‘rubbish’ and hated when the topic was brought up.
The house is massive, and she sleeps in a chair downstairs to this day.
She’s in her 90s now and still refuses to talk about the Wavy Man.”
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