At 2/11/16 05:11 PM, YonusBahtzee wrote:
What's the spookiest shit that ever happened to you?
This is just me being paranoid, but many years ago when I first moved provinces we moved into a really nice new house that used to belong to an old man and his wife. Had a huge yard, wall of shrubs around it, big 2 level garage shaped like a barn while the house was 2 stories.
So first thing, I was a kid and spent most of my time on the basement level, had a TV down there with a mountain of K'nex pieces I'd frequently assemble and destroy. The rest of the time I'd sit on the couch and watch TV or play video games. Really spooky I know. So there was this hallway in the basement that led to a bathroom and two huge spare bedrooms. We never used them ever, and they came fully furnished. It was deathly cold in there and everytime I went to go change the loads of laundry I'd sometimes get this sudden uneasiness, like I couldn't move and my body was telling me to run as fast as I could upstairs. Like something was behind me. This led to...a lot of times, me finishing what I was doing as fast I could, then making a mad dash upstairs and avoiding the basement til someone else came home.
Another thing, the lights would turn on and off randomly sometimes. You'd think it just burnt out, but lo and behold it still worked. I would get yelled at for wasting power a lot. Then there was that time I was bringing my box of K'nex upstairs plus a huge tower I'd put together. ( I had this thing of just wanting to bring my shit with me everywhere) Given it was a lot to carry I took the tower to the top of the steps then went back for the box of parts. When I got back about 40 seconds later, it had been moved into the center of the room over the stairway railing (Which I wouldn't have fit, I'd have to take the long way around through the kitchen) I went to go ask my sister and parents, all of which who were still asleep at the time. So what did it like, teleport?
Then there was that time I couldn't sleep, got up to use the bathroom and wrapped in my comforter walked outside onto the deck and sat down in a lawnchair hoping I'd feel better. I closed the sliding glass door behind me and woke up in my bed, again, no one knew anything about me being out there in the morning. You could attribute this one to sleep walking but I've never done it before even to this day.
Oh and I forgot to mention earlier, but the old couple who used to live there were deceased, So we attributed all the weird shit to that, even if ghostly encounters and all that are likely bullshit and I've pretty much given up on any of it being real besides what I experienced and my family mentioned.
