I always enjoy a good spooky/creepy story. What’s yours?

  • Banshee
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    1 year ago

    When I was a little kid, maybe 5 years old, my family lived in this old house that used to be a Civil War hospital during a few battles.

    All kinds of weird shit happened there, but one event stands out.

    I was sleeping between my parents in their bed on the second floor. I woke up. It was late and very dark.

    I looked to my right and saw the curtains blowing in. The windows were painted shut. I watched as the curtains start to slide off the wall. It looked like someone was holding them up. I shit you not. Like I could see feet just underneath the bottom.

    The curtains moved to the foot of the bed, and fell.

    I don’t remember seeing this, but my parents swear I told them that when the curtains fell, a woman with a yellow dress and no eyes had been holding them up, and that she stood at the foot of the bed for a while.

    The curtains, according to my parents, we’re in fact on the floor at the foot of the bed. I can’t vouch for that though because I was a kid and frankly, don’t remember.

    My best non-supernatural explanation is that I had sleep paralysis that night and hallucinated much of what I saw. I’ve had it chronically since, so it’s possible.

    I don’t know though. It’s one of those things I think about late at night when I have too much free time. What the fuck did I see?

    • marksson@sopuli.xyz
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      1 year ago

      Seep paralisys is helluva thing. I’ve experienced lots of freaky stuff with it. Some of these include early 1900s looking shadowy figures walking through my room as if it would be a train station. Or a huge, black creature with very long claws (kinda like slender version of fallout’s Deathclaw) standing over me not letting me sleep (interestingly, I could see through both mine and its eyes. My first TPP experience) or just shadow black figures standing there at the end of my bed.