Tyler’s House
When I was 10 I was at my best friend, Tyler’s house. His family lived in a very nice house on a mountain in Georgia. Tyler always told me about the scary stuff happening at his house. Like how He would see eyes, his tv would turn off while watching it, you would hear drilling sounds and metal banging sounds and doors opening up, all the classic ghost stuff. I never believed him until this one time.
We were in his hot tub together for like an hour when suddenly I feel the most overwhelming feeling to get out. At that exact moment Tyler looks at me and says “We need to get out now.” and there was fear in his voice. We jump out and dry off and go inside pretty fast. As we go in, tyler locks the door and tries to open it to be sure it was locked. So we start going toward the big movie area that’s near the back door to watch Napoleon Dynamite.
When out of nowhere, we’re both hit by that fear again. We smell what smelled like a rotting animal, his DVD rack falls over and all the movies fly off. At the same time the back door flies open. Needless to say we hauled it upstairs to his OTHER movie room and made a fort out of beanbags and chairs to defend ourselves from the paranormal enemy. From that moment on I believed in ghosts.
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Old Skin
Not me, but a friend of mine told me about a dream she had years ago about a decrepit old man who was being chased by wolves. In the dream, he kept referring to himself in the third person as “Old Skin” (“Old Skin’s gotta get away from the wolves…”)
Eventually, the wolves caught up to him and started ripping him to pieces in front of her, and he kept narrating the events in a monotone voice “(Old Skin’s being eaten alive…Old Skin’s gonna die…”)
She woke up feeling creeped out, but the weirdest part came when she started describing the dream to her brother. He stopped her mid-sentence and asked, “Was his name ‘Old Skin’? I had the EXACT SAME DREAM!”
I don’t know if that counts as paranormal, but it’s f-ing creepy.
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Little Green Men
In so many words…dreamt my little brother (by two years) was being abducted by a UFO. Ran outside with my BB gun to shoot at the UFO but when it took off with my brother, I went flying backwards and just before I hit the house, I woke up from my dream. Knock on door. It’s my little bother. “Can I sleep in your room tonight, I had a bad dream.” What about? “I was being abducted by a UFO and you ran out to save me with your BB gun.” Yeah, I was 15 and my brother and I didn’t sleep apart after that night for about a month.
LuckyM0nkey