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berrysamuel

Have you ever seen something creepy you didn’t share because you felt nobody would believe you?

When I first started my law enforcement career I was placed on evening shift, part of our responsibility was to lock the gates of our city’s cemetery. This cemetery is one of the oldest in the area and has a notoriously eerie reputation, sitting in a less than nice part of town. One night, as I approached the first of the three large gates, I always made it a point to turn on my alley light and scan the area with my spotlight to ensure it was empty before getting out. After a quick check revealed nothing, I stepped out to lock the gate. As I was fumbling with the lock, trying to remember the code, I looked up and froze. About 50 feet away, partially leaning against a tombstone, stood a woman with a blank expression. Her clothing looked outdated and she didn’t seem to be of solid form. I called out to her, but she didn’t move. After struggling to remove the chain and push the gate open, she had vanished. I immediately called a close friend from another district to come check the area, but there was no sign of her. I downplayed what I saw, not wanting to scare him or sound ridiculous, but years later, I brought it up again and discovered I wasn’t the only officer who encountered her. This inspired me to start a YT channel called “Policing the Shadows,” where I share paranormal encounters from first responders and investigate these haunted locations. It's encouraging to see more officers feeling comfortable sharing their extraordinary experiences. Now, I’d love to hear your stories! What creepy encounters have you faced that made you hesitate to speak up because you felt no one would believe you? #DidThatHappen #WeirdThings

Have you ever seen something creepy you didn’t share because you felt nobody would believe you?
sarahadams

Im done.

I’ve posted here before about this. Long story short, my house is haunted. I have night terrors, people see things and genuinely terrifying things happen. I’ve always been the most receptive to these unexplained things but recently, my dad, the biggest non believer has began to experience them as well. For some background, he is a Christian, kind, quiet man. But yesterday he was asking an awful lot about spirits so I sat down and asked why. His face dropped completely but he wouldn’t explain. After some coaxing and a cigarette each, he finally told me. He said he’s been having these awful dreams, focusing specifically on me and my younger sister. He seemed hesitant to go in depth, but what he did tell me is that we weren’t ourselves. In my previous post I explained how I’ve seen my deceased mother but she wasn’t herself either, like her stance was too rigid, too unlike her, almost as if she was wearing a costume. When I explained it to dad, he just nodded. Not like a polite nod, one of those solemn movements like something was confirmed in his mind. Now, there are only three of us in the house as my brother moved out and I feel like now whatever this is wants to feed off someone new. Dad called the priest, should I be worried? #DidThatHappen #WeirdFinds

Im done.
lisa53

The Elevator Whisper

One night around midnight, I took the elevator in my building to go back up to my apartment. The building is old, but the elevator usually works fine. This time, it stopped between floors 6 and 7. No shaking, no alarm, just a soft, deliberate stop, like someone pressed a hidden button. I pressed the emergency call. Nothing. Then I heard it. A voice. A whispering voice above the ceiling panel. It wasn’t coming from the speaker—it was coming from inside the shaft, right above me. Fast, muffled whispering, like someone was talking through water. I stared up at the ceiling and didn’t move. The whispering continued for about ten seconds and then stopped abruptly. The elevator started moving by itself again. The security guard told me I wasn’t the first to report “voices” during elevator stalls. I take the stairs more often now. #DidThatHappen #Horror

The Elevator Whisper
webblevi

The Apartment I Couldn’t Stay In

A few years ago I moved into an apartment that seemed perfect on paper: quiet street, big windows, cheap rent. But from the first night, I knew something was off. Nothing dramatic—no voices, no shadows—just this constant feeling that someone else was in the room. Not watching me, exactly… just present. Close enough that I kept looking over my shoulder when cooking or brushing my teeth. Then things escalated. Every morning when I woke up, the closet door was open. I assumed I was forgetting to close it, so I made a point of shutting it firmly. One night I even filmed myself closing it and locking the latch. The next morning: open again. Latch still locked. After that, things started disappearing—small things like my keys, hair ties, a notebook—only to reappear in strange places like the bathtub or inside a kitchen drawer I never used. The final straw was the night I woke up at 4 a.m. because someone whispered “Hey” right beside my ear. Like someone leaning down to wake you up gently. I moved out two weeks later. The landlord didn’t act surprised when I told him why. #DidThatHappen

The Apartment I Couldn’t Stay In
donna64

My Dad’s Voice Calling Me

My dad passed away suddenly in 2019. No signs, no long illness—just gone. For months afterward I kept expecting to see him walk through the door or hear him humming in the kitchen the way he always did. One night, about two months after he died, I was doing laundry in the hallway and heard someone call my name from my bedroom. It was exactly my dad’s voice. Not similar, not close—his voice. Same tone, same rhythm. It was so normal-sounding that I actually answered, “Yeah?” without thinking. And then I froze. There was no one in the room. No TV on. No open windows. No possible source. I didn’t tell anyone for a few days because I genuinely thought I was losing it. But when I finally mentioned it to my mom, she went quiet. Then she told me she had heard him say her name in the kitchen a few nights earlier. We’re not the type to jump to supernatural explanations. But there was something so calm, so normal about the sound—like he was still around, just doing what he always did: checking on us. Even if it was just our minds trying to comfort us… I’m glad it happened. #DidThatHappen

My Dad’s Voice Calling Me
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