What's your weirdest experience (if any) with paranormal activity?

Question

I thought I'd add my own in since i left the question pretty vague...

I've had a few experiences actually. I've been touched on the arm and hand while just laying in bed and heard whispering. I've seen the figure of a hooded man just standing out in the street when I was in my room with my Dad. I told him to look as soon as I saw it but there was nothing there when he looked. Also, after my Gran died, I was at a local youth club and they brought in, like, spiritual/angel healers and I thought "hey, let's give it a go." So I walked in the room with this lady I'd never met before and all of a sudden she told me my name, my age, my gran's name, other people in my family who'd died and how they'd died. It was incredible. I was speechless. She made contact with my Gran and put my mind at rest about not saying goodbye to her and she told me she wasn't in any pain anymore. It was truly an awesome experience. :)

Answer 1

when i was 7, i saw a man at my bed a lot. i told my dad what he looked like, and my dad gave me a picture of a bunch of people and i had to point out which man it was. the man was my grandpa, which passed away in what is now my bedroom, 10 years before i was born

Answer 2

While inside, touching the walls of Notre Dame cathedral in Paris.

The total creeps I tell you.

Answer 3

Well I was in my room one night and a girl in a jean jacket walk past my door and that really freaking me out.

Answer 4

When I was a baby my Mom woke up and my great grandfather was looking over my crib. The next day she was telling my grandma about it. In the room they had a picture of him and the frame was the type that leans back on a prop. As she was telling the story the picture fell over. The odd part was, it fell over on its front, as if someone had pushed it over.

Answer 5

one time after i had just finished watching the paranormal hour online, my friend and i decided to look at these old pictures we found and i just sat them on the ground very gently and when i looked over at them they were are spread out perfectly across the floor. it was kind've weird.

Answer 6

i saw a shostly shadow of a priest at the bottom of the stairs when i was getting out my apartment to school around 7: 50 AM. When i came home my mother told me that her uncle (a priest) passed away around 7 and 8 AM.

Answer 7

I have had several experiences with ghosts, or spirits. The first time it happened I was 18 years old, it was shortly after my  mother's death and I believe because of that, I was much more sensitive, open and receptive. I lived on the second floor of a duplex and could see the front porch from my living room window. The doorbell rang and I looked out the window to see who was at the door - no one was at the door, but I saw a friend of mine sitting in his car, leaning over from the driver's side gesturing to me. I ran downstairs, but the car was gone. This happened two more times and I was becoming freaked. The next day a good friend of mine, but someone that had moved away and that I had lost touch with for awhile, called to tell me that her brother, the person I had seen the day before, had died suddenly. All 3 of us had been close growing up, so she wanted me to know. But before she had a chance to say anything, I knew what she was going to tell me because of what had happened the day before and said, "Oh dear God, No, No, Not Al". It shocked her that I knew and I explained what had happened the day before. My friend asked me what time this happened and I told her I had looked at the clock and it was 3:00pm, the exact same time that Al had died. I have had similar experiences throughout my life - so, I am a firm believer in spirits or "ghosts".

Answer 8

In the house I loved in when I was a kid, the doors kept opening just a few inches, then closing. My mom would say it was the wind, but I've never heard of the wind turning doorknobs. It's not the freakiest, but it is the weirdest. I had a really scary one, but it's a very long story, and I don't have enought time to type it all right now.

Answer 9

Of the 10 odd events that have happened in 40 years, the last one was the strangest, and it was witnessed by another person!

Last week of Sept., 2002, Thousand Oaks, CA., 4:30 AM. A good friend and I were camping in a wooded area near town on a warm, calm night. We were rested, well fed and I, for one, was alert and enjoying a cigarette. I'd had a good nights' sleep, and was pondering my thoughts. Off to one side was a stone bench that I hadn't noticed earlier, and I thought it was strange that someone would place it 'way out here'.  It was smallish, like a love seat.

  I sat on it.

  Within moments, an open-sided room about 10' by 12' rose up out of the level open area, fully furnished with bed, covers, carpeting, wallpaper, mirror and TV. It appeared to be more comfortable than any motel or even hotel room. Standing next to the bed was a well-dressed young man of about 30, neatly groomed, clear -eyed.

He said: " My name is H-----, I am the King of h**l. I have come to help the homeless of the Conejo Valley".

About this time, my friend awoke and was sitting up, sleepy.

I answered: "well, I'm homeless, and could use some help". H  answered and said: "I cannot help you, you are a Christian; but him I can--" (pointing to my friend). My friend declined.

For the next several minutes, H proceeded to talk about himself and how much better off we'd be if we weren't hiding from the cops in the bushes. Meanwhile, he was levitating small hand-held objects like marbles, and an empty drinking glass on the headboard of the bed kept sliding about.

  Next to H's feet a two-foot imp-like creature appeared and stretched out his rope-like neck towards me. With his face inches from mine, this little rat/monkey imp said, in a whispery rasp, " We don't like Christians", then sank back into the ground.

  My friend was sitting quietly taking this in. Although we'd had some liquor the night before, I was quite alert and sober during this encounter, as if I were supposed to see it. I wasn't scared, but perplexed. What does it mean? How do solid forms rise up out of hard adobe soil?

Up to that time, I hadn't believed in h**l, although I was a baptized Christian. Perhaps this was God's way of saying: 'pay attention'. Also, I hadn't known that my closest friend wasn't a Christian, to my shame.

During our conversation, in which H did most of the talking, he revealed that he was over 400 years old, liked light and fire, but hated water. Also, the entire time H was above ground, a small human standing several feet away shone a flashlight towards H's chest, as if it provided something. At no time did I approach or touch this creature or H, but they both seemed quite solid, and not vaporous. The room, in fact, was so solid that I walked over to the bed and sat on it to catch a glimpse of the TV, which was playing. "What kind of shows do they watch in h**l?" I was thinking. As soon as I sat down, the soft, plush comforter started to melt away as if I'd sat on a frosted cake. I leapt back up and returned to the bench, and the look on H's face was wry wisdom--'what did you expect?'

I was anxious to ask all kinds of questions, for it's not every day you can have a one-on-one with a spirit, but I knew we were on opposite sides of the theological fence, and figured any answers he gave me would be false. Why should he help a Christian?

After what seemed about an hour, H acted annoyed, as if we weren't very satisfying to spend time with, and he waved his arm as if spreading seed. All around him mature, blooming dandelions appeared like carpet, then he and the room sank into the ground without a trace. The dandelions and bench remained until dawn, then they, too, vanished.

My friend and I compared notes as to what we saw, and we both made it to church the next Sunday.

  This account is quite true, and proved to me that h**l exists, spirits can manipulate solid objects, what appears as magic to us is ordinary to them. I purposely didn't mention or record his name, to keep the satanists off-balance. No sense in giving them energy.                                            7-4-08

Answer 10

Well, people would say i was on an acid trip but I'm clean... My whole room started to fade to black from one corner to the other and everything twisted and warped around.

A figure just slowly drifted around.

all this happened while I was lying down on my bed late in the afternoon.

Also I have floor board in my house and well i was up for a late night snack when i decided to go towards the kitchen the floorboards started to creek so i paused and shortly continued thinking it was just the house, then i noticed it moved from room to room gradually. I, standing there scared ****less trying to see if some one was there. I waited and waited, and then the sound stopped i kept waiting to see if it would start again but nothing, so i slowly crept towards the lightswitch and flicked it on, to find an empty kitchen.

So i walk into the pantry, and guess what happens the sound starts again in a room i can't see from where i was i closed myself in the pantry and listened as the sound crept closer and closer. By now I'm shaking like crazy and notice a shadow under the door then a freezing cold draft came through, then the sound went off into the distance and stopped, probably about an hour later i left the pantry and sprinted to my room closed my doors and my windows and turned the lights on and went to bed.

I still hear the sounds at night but i figure when that starts i close my door and goto sleep.

Right now i can see a dark figure down the end of my hallway even now when i look at it its still there.

OK and now i have to go coz its moved closer.

Answer 11

In my moms house a TONNN of things happen...its frickin freaky.

One time I was trying to go to sleep and all of a sudden there was this black lady laying next to me. So I figured she was my gaurdian angel or something until she started smiling...and her teeth, I swear to you...got luminous white and sharp. Like, somehow I just got a vibe off her that screamed "attack!"

And the room I used to have, FIVE roomates switched to the smaller ones, all at separate times, without ever meeting each other, just because "theres somethin in there man...gives me the willies"

One time I was laying the baby down in my moms room, and it was black like no light...but when I turned around, I swear to you, coming out of her bathroom was this ghost lady. She was black like the colour black, was wearing some sort of saloon kind of dress, and for some reason even though she had no face I could tell she was staring right at me, coming right towards me.

Then there was the time right after we had had a party and I put the bags up in my closet till the morning. Well, I was about to go to sleep and I heard this BOOM from inside the closet...like the doors rattled and everything. So I got up thinking a bag fell or a cat was in there...nothing...everything was just how it had been.

And sometimes when I come out of the bathroom it will look JUST like someones standing there by the bookshelf blocking the way.

Or...I dont know why, but at night the back of the house is SO creepy. Like...it feels like someones watching you or chasing you or something...but as soon as you get to the end of the hallway into the front of the house, its so weird, somehow you just know it cant pass...like its ok to be there.

One time I was in the shower and I heard clear as a bell in my dads voice MOVE, and just at that moment the huge family size body wash fell down and wouldve smacked me in the head if I didnt listen.

Well you get the picture, lol.