Reading it now---thanks.

Damn. Put a Bible in your room. Seriously.

Could be....what weirded me out the most, was the silence and the fact it was a straight shot to the ground.  Which means what ever it was, was either tall or hovering.   I still think of locking eyes with it every now and then, and every time I get goose bumps.  What ever it was, I never saw it again.

They see me patrolling, they hating'

I think the guy ate everything including ears. He was fat - "waste not, want not."

Hey iteotwawki; be warned, he is likely using the Swindle1984 defense.
All. Night. Long.

Damn. Get you some holy water and fling it about the room.

Sorry I haven't gotten those pics up yet. Sick baby is sick.

Nothing else has happened. My wife travels a lot for her job and she said that she's been having trouble sleeping. My wife is basically narcoleptic. If she sits down, she's asleep. So for her to be having trouble sleeping says a lot about our experience. I have moved bibles into the nightstand drawers --- under both windows. She mentioned having the house blessed by her uncle, who is a preacher. I'm fine with that.

As for the alien theory, it's funny you mentioned that. She and her mother both swear that when my wife was about thirteen years old they saw a UFO. According to them, they were up early and driving through a rural area to get to a campsite to join their family. They had stayed behind because my wife had her first dance so they were arriving a day late. Anyway, they both say that out of nowhere this blinding light basically dropped out of the sky and in front of their car. Brakes were hit, they were in a convertible and the top was down. They couldn't hear a sound and the light was so bright they couldn't make out the shape of whatever was causing it. It stayed like that for a good twenty seconds or so and then lifted straight back up. By the time their eyes adjusted to the darkness again (it was before dawn) ... whatever it was had vanished.

They said it made no sound, didn't ruffle their hair, nothing. It gave me goosebumps the first time my wife told me about it. Those goosebumps were even worse when my mother in law told me the same story and cried the entire time recalling it. It was plain creepy.

Don't look at this.

I was discussing the numbers stations with my uncle a couple of months ago when he came up to visit.  Lets call my uncle, George.  He's into all the shortwave radio stuff and has been ever since he was a kid.  He told me a story about when he was younger that his family would go visit his uncle.  His uncle was an Officer of some sort in the Army, I forget what exactly as i'm not that familiar with my mother's side of the familys military service with the exception of my Grandfathers.

At any rate, Uncle West had a shortwave radio setup and my uncle used to use when he visited.  George used to scan frequencies and listen to different stuff and then log it.  Well one week while he was visitng he came across  something strange which later on he would find out that it was a numbers station.  Anyhow he listened to it over the course of the visit and logged each time he had tuned into the frequency and what the pattern was.

I guess one evening Uncle West was going through the log book and noticed all of this and confronted George.  He told him never to go to those frequencies again and not to ask any questions about it, and to more or less just forget he'd ever been to them.  He then took the sheets of paper where George had logged everything and burned them.





And on to my own creepy story.  My wife and I decided we were going to have a house built about 4 years ago.  My parents were kind enough to gift us 6 acres of land to build on.  It's a modular home that's a new construction over family land.  Nothing weird about the property at all really as i've lived there, well about 50 yards away my entire life.  There is a family graveyard behind the house which is another 50-75 yards are so where one of my uncles was buried.  

Anyhow, things were pretty normal the first year or two that we've lived there.  Around the time my wife got pregnant, she started seeing and hearing weird things around the house.  Shadows moving around, odd noises, and things of that nature.  I'll be honest that i'm a little fuzzy on the time line of things and can't remember everything, but there was some honestly weird shit happening.  This continued for quite a while.  Towards the end of her pregnancy, one of my other uncle's passed away and he was buried in the family graveyard as well.  We had spent a lot of time with my uncle over the past few months leading up to his death since my dad was actually in the hospital for about 4 months.  He would ride down with my wife and I to go visit my dad.  So they definitely started to have a strong bond there.  

Anyhow IIRC, after he passed away things continued to get more weird.  She started seeing shadow people at the top of the stairs and in hallways and things were being moved around.  This absolutely scared the shit out of me,b ut I don't think she ever got that creeped out aside from one time when she felt like there was something different at the house.

Anyhow, weird stuff has continued since then.  Some of it makes you feel really uncomfortable while others do not.  I know my wife has read through this thread and i'll see if she feels like sharing any of her stories (she remembers stuff A LOT better than me).

Yeah, most of the time the very bad feelings came from around a rocker that my mom gave me. There's no sentimental value or any kind of attachment to that chair. While I was pregnant my mom found out she had cancer. So at this time my brother and my mom were fighting cancer and my husband's uncle had just passed away. She felt the need to buy me things for the nursery. My mom and dad were bad off financially and when she found this rocker at a thrift store for $20 she had to get it. So it's nothing that has been in our family. I keep the rocker because my mom gave it to me.

I would see shadows around the rocker and the shadows at the top of the stairs would go into the nursery. This freaked me out so I moved it to the guest room so I didn't have a direct line of sight to it when coming up the steps. Even after I moved it I would still occasionally see shadows at the rocker or shadows moving to the rocker. These occurrences definitely felt different from other things happening in the house.

To put my mind at ease I convinced myself that if something bad was there that my mom and my husband's uncle took care of it. I have many times heard my mom tell me good morning as I passed my daughter's room. I usually just say hi back to her. I also had one of my daughter's toys talk to me while washing clothes. It is a Lightning McQueen car that talks. Only with me it repeats two phrases in order (which is not the order is says it in when you play with it). It will say where's Mater and we're friends or something like that. Practically every time I went past the toy it would do it..never does it to anyone else and the batteries are fresh. I usually tell it it I don't know where in the hell Mater went and to stop asking.

 

Yep, that's her!

You let her into GD?

Heeby jeebies; activated.


Have you guys considered setting up cameras or voice recorders or anything?

This seems to be one of the GD threads that somehow remains untouched from the usual GD shenanigans.  




Things stay pretty civil in this thread for some reason.

This thread is civil, but it's like a rose growing over a septic tank.

Very accurate description.

I've considered it, but i'll be damned if i'd do it.  Ain't no way in hell i'd live here any longer if I saw or heard anything.



 

Thats why it's the "creepy" thread.

Last night I was asleep in the family room.  

I woke up to hear a clicking sound.  My first thought was - we have a mouse and he's batting a piece of dog food around.  Then I realize the sound is coming from the wall, just above the couch.  We have this little wall hanging made of wood on a paneled wall.  I grab my flashlight and start to watch the wall hanging.  We live in my wife's (no pics) grandparent's old house, I'm thinking about this thread and I begin to overreact a little.  The clicking is still happening, but the wall hanging isn't moving.  There is a shelf above the hanging with a little basket and a plastic liner.  I look in the basket and there is a bug inside (with a pretty hard shell) and he is bouncing off the sides - Mexican jumping bean style.  

Stupid creepy thread.

i know how you feel the other night i heard something in my closet, thought of this thread and immediately became scared. got up slowly to check it out...

nope just my pug rummaging around no monster.

Last night I woke up to the feeling of claws on my shoulder. In a high pitched, scratchy voice I heard "Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name" being said in to my ear. I bolted out of bed expecting to have to fight off the devil. Instead I realized one of the birds figured out how to get out of his cage and was wanting some attention. I should make nuggets out of the little fucker.

What kind of bird?

Cockatoo, it's my grandmother's. Took it in for her for awhile. My parakeet actually knows more words, and my cockatiel just wolf whistles at women.

bump for an awesome thread

Take video/audio, and upload it without watching it.  We won't tell you if we hear/see anything.

Ever watch the movie Cats Eye?

 

About twenty years back I was in New Orleans with my sister and a couple of her friends in a shop called Marie Laveau's House of Voodoo, and one of the creepiest thing happen to me that I will never forget.

I was standing there looking at Marie Laveau's shine, and I was standing next to about a three and half foot tall wooden statue of goat man/ devil thing which supposedly had a real human hair as a toupee.

I didn't see it at the time when I was standing next too it, well for some reason I decided to put my right hand on top of the statues head. BIG MISTAKE.

It felt like a freezing electrical shock that travelled up and down my spine about a dozen times in a split second. I jumped back and was staring back and forth between my hand and the statue. My sister was looking at me like WTF, because of me almost jumping out of my skin and most likely the complete look of either shock/ terror on my face.

Lesson learned...Don't touch Goat man statues in a Voodoo Shop.

Haha I know the exact statue your talking about.

Buddy of mine grew up in an older farm house with the closest neighbor being two miles in any direction.  One evening while I was there we heard knocking at the rear door, it sounded like a hammer hitting the door.  I asked him if he was expecting anyone and he said no.  He said it'll go away in a couple minutes, there's no one there anyways.  After some convincing we went and checked the door, as he mentioned, no one was there.  Apparently this was a common occurrence, he said it happens regularly in addition to random lights turning on and off.  I experienced it several more times over the years.  We chalked it up to the spirit of the old dude that died in the house messing with us, as you don't go knocking on random doors in the country and not expect to be shot.

Most recently, I was researching my grandfathers death while taking a break from dry-walling my grandparents home, remodeling for resale, when I heard the manual timer on the stove behind me set itself and begin ticking.  I was the only one in the house, needless to say I got the fuck out.

Yeah, still gives me goose bumps when I think about...

It is better for me, and my sleep, when I catch up with this thread during daylight.

I've already read 3 things in the last 5 pages that would make it harder for me to get to sleep if it was dark.

You are aware that there are 2 ways of interpreting the above sentence?

I have never seen a ghost but here are some local stories I have heard from neighbors and family.

A neighbor of mine named Joe, a devout catholic was logging his back woods. One early morning before the sun had come up he was walking up the path to where he would be cutting that day. he heard singing. Not just one female voice but several in harmony but their were no words in it.  He couldnt figure out where it was comming from, it sounded to be comming from everywhere. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a light and faced in that direction to see a tall regal blond woman in a white robe walking down a hill side. It looked as if light was comming out of her pores. he said he watched her for several minutes until she was out of sight and the signing faded with her.

back in the early 80s after a neighbor died my grand father and uncle saw a ball of light come out of his house then slowly glide down to the spring from which he drew his water. It seemed to sink into the stream.

As a very young boy I lived in a house that everyone else in my family considers haunted. they would hear people screaming and crying, doors would slam, one of my siblings would complain of hair pulling and pinching, and her covers being pulled off her in the night if she slept in a certain bedroom.. She would wake up my mother and father screaming atleast twice a week. My grandmother and great grandmother both saw and heard stuff, as did my uncle, father, and even the neighbors. Things would be moved if a person left a room.  I do remeber seeing faces in the static that would build up on the TV screen when it was turned off, but I was very young, and it could have been imagination.

My father has often told me a tail of hearing what sounded like a model T pull up into the drive way, A door opening, and gravel crunching as if people were walking in the drive way. these sounds were followed by a woman soothing a screaming young child. If he went to open the door the sounds would cut off as if it was someone playing on a sound system in the yard. he said that was common when he was alone in the house.


there were indian mounds nearby, and the  basement of the house had been used to store dead people back in he 1890s-1930s. I still dont believe in ghosts tho.

What?  Like with the potatoes in the root cellar or what?

Had a little weirdness happen the middle of last year over the course of a long weekend.

About 20 of us where doing our monthly survival outing in a fairly remote area...15 mile trail ride in on the truck and then about 3 miles deeper on foot. At that point it was at least 15 miles in any direction with maybe the occasional hunting cabin, most in the process of being reclaimed by nature. 3 day pack, combat load, build your own shelter if you want one kinda deal.

First incident was late afternoon. We started with a refresher on Land Nav, sending guys out one at a time in 10 minute intervals. End point was our camp for the night. As the guys came in and started to set up, a couple of the others noticed the guy who took off 3rd in line wasn't at camp and had not been seen by anyone. He helped pick the camp sIte and knew the area very well, so it was odd that he would get lost. We tried to raise him on com for 45 mins with no luck before a few guys went out to look for him. Eventually we had all but 2 people out looking for him. Total time had been 5 hours missing and we were getting a little worried. He ended up leading us to him when he slow fired 2 rounds from his handgun into the ground. We found him smiling, reclined in some shade waiting for us to find him, proclaiming how he was never going to live this down. He claimed his compass kept jumping around and eventually he decided to look for the source of the issue. He came into a clearing and the compass started jumping around in random directions. He made his way back towards where he thought camp was but became disoriented, and always ended up making a large circle right back to the clearing. Without his radio working he tried his phone but could get no GPS or data signal. After ending back in the same spot for the third time, and not knowing what else to do, he fired off a couple rounds to lead us to him. We could duplicate the compass issues on the cheaper ones quite easily and even the cammenga would drift around a bit. The radios and cells where working once we got there. He had no idea what caused him to get disoriented. We joked about the metal plate in his head. Turns out he was wandering in a counterclockwise circle... and the plate was on his left side of his head... The next morning compasses acted normal when we went back to the area.

Second incident was late the first night. Really nice weather and I was laying back, contemplating the meaning of life (boobs and red meat), when one of the guys next to me nudges me and says "Please tell me you see that shit too" I look at him quizzically and he points up at the sky. After scanning for a bit I saw 3 lights in a triangular pattern with a larger light in the middle that seemed to phase between dim and almost off. I have no idea how big, how high, or how fast it was going because I had nothing but the stars and sky as a backdrop for reference. It was too far away for NV to bring in any additional detail than it's triangular shape. It just traveled at a steady pace until we lost sight of it. 4 people saw it. Nothing special other than we didn't know what it was.

3rd incident was early morning of the second day around at 0400. The last guard rotation had just taken their posts. We get very little traffic, but we have had some run-ins with drunken poachers\hunters wandering too close, so guard shifts are required now. Standard practice is to stay hidden and bark a simple Halt and ID command. Scares the shit out of them when they think they're alone out there. It's also pretty funny when the newbies start barking orders to the armadillos. Anyway, one of the guys had been hearing foot steps in the brush on the other side of a heavily used game trail for a few minutes. Eventually it exited the brush and began to travel down the trail toward him. He was prone with his rifle ready in case the animal was breakfast on legs. Instead he saw the silhouette of a man in the moonlight sauntering down the trail. He ordered him to halt and the guy immediately dipped off the trail into the brush, and then peeked back down the trail from behind a palmetto. When our guy asked for ID, the dude bolted through the brush "much faster and quieter than I think a man could run through there." He was pretty sure it was too light footed to be a bear, but seemed a little off to be a man to him.

4th incident was the late the second night. Most the guys were gathered around the fire cooking up some boar we had taken earlier. Myself and a buddy were trying out an IR camera mod on my AR Drone (results were meh) and we started hearing this really weird bird/bat screeching near camp. We've been out there for 4 years so I can say with a good deal of certainly that it was not indigenous to the area. We hustled back over to find out wtf it was and everyone else was already doing the same. The guys with NV were out for blood since one of the guys trying to sleep had offered a $50 reward to whoever shut the critter up first. We could all hear it, and as soon as It seemed like we were getting closer and could very it was above us, the thing shut up. Just dead silence. After maybe a minute, whatever the hell that thing was buzzed us and the length of the camp while emitting a low frequency very fast pulse (whompwhompwhompwhomp...) coupled with a clicking sound. Whatever it was, it sounded straight up mechanical. No question about it. I knew the others shared my thought when one of the guys quipped "GET TO THE CHOPPAH!" and most people responded with a rather uncomfortable laugh.

And that was it. We had been there monthly for a few years prior and a little over a year after with nothing else weird ever happening except for that weekend.

Thanks for giving an awesome thread a much-needed bump!

yeah, When they died in the nearby hostpital, they would be put there for the mortician if the morge was full. Lots of folks laid there during the time of the flu and TB. They acually put deathly sick people in the house to keep them quaranteened.

I'm not saying it was aliens, but it was aliens

I was painting my grandfathers home about a month ago and my uncle was home
He works mostly out of state traveling a lot and lives with my grandfather when he is home for short periods of time.
The house was recently inherited by my grandfather from his cousin who had passed away in the house
while sitting in his chair in the living room. He was not found for over a week and had slumped onto the floor
I was among those recruited to rip up the carpet containing the body impression and bodily fluids
Anyways, I also learned that his mother has also died in the bathroom of the same house in a chemical accident while cleaning
which resulted in a severe asthma attack and his father had also passed of old age in his bedroom in the home.
My uncle has done most of the remodeling when hes home and said when they had first began to remodel the house
strange things were happening. He said he would come in and all the cabinets would be open and things kept going missing
and some would turn back up in an odd location of the house. Strange noises, ect ect.
He only mentioned it as kinda off the cuff as I was working and I didn't have the time or energy to question further.
I have been in the house quite a few times and have not felt or noticed anything but the next time im there ill question him further and report back.

Bump for a good thread and new stories.

So, 3 people have died in that house? F that....

Yup,. The only member of the family that did not pass there was my grandfathers other cousin (brother of the cousin that left him the house)
Who passed away in another state. I had never met them and they were not very close to our side of the family.
My grandfather only received the house because he was the closest living relative.it had been years since they had spoken even though they only lived
About 15 miles from one another. No bad blood involved..just not very close I guess.

It seems everyone who goes in that house dies. I agree. Fuck that.

Does anyone remember a story posted about someone staying at one of their relatives house's with his brother and I think sister. The brother would go riding and one day came back around sundown gunning it towards the house then yelled at them to get inside the house as something was chasing him.

I've scoured the two threads and can't find it anywhere.

the deaths were spread out along many years. its just an old house thats been in the family for long enough to collect some deaths.
I was there today but my uncle was not there.