2. Kid Stuns Detective

I was very young�probably seven or eight years old. My mother had gone to the store and left me alone�this is the early 1980s in a small town in Mississippi y�all, it was a different time. It had to be a Saturday morning because I was watching cartoons and I heard a knock on our front door. We didn�t have a window or a peephole since, again y�all, it�s a small town in nowhere Mississippi.

So I opened the door and there�s an elderly man standing there, bleeding from the head. He was wearing these thick gold coke bottle glasses, a bright red short-sleeved shirt with a pocket protector, blue jeans, and a belt buckle that had �Eddie� engraved on it in big letters. He said he was in a car accident down the road, and if I could please call for help.

He said his wife was still trapped in the car. I told him to come and sit down on our couch, he did and I shut the door. I went into the kitchen and called our local emergency department and told them about the accident. When they asked where the accident happened, I realized I didn�t know so I yelled out to the man �What road did this happen on?� and I got no answer.

I told the operator to hold on, walked into the living room and the man was gone. I didn�t hear our squeaky door open so I knew he didn�t leave. Also there was an imprint on the couch from where he had been sitting. I looked in my bathroom to see if maybe he had gone in there to wash the blood off his head and he wasn�t there. I also looked in my bedroom and my mom�s bedroom, nothing. I guess he�d left.

When I came back to the phone I told the emergency operator that the old man was gone and I didn�t know he had left. I gave them my address and some officers and firefighters came to my house. I told them about what had happened, what the man had been wearing, everything. The officers searched the area and found nothing.

They talked to my neighbors who said they didn�t hear anything and didn�t see anyone matching the man�s description. By this time, my mom got back home. She was mad at me and I got in trouble for making a false emergency call. Months later, when I got off the school bus one afternoon, there were squad cars everywhere at my house.

A detective was waiting inside with my mom and he said he wanted to ask me some questions about the phone call that I�d made about the man asking for help a few months previously. So, I told him the story again, and gave him the man�s description. After I was done he just sat there staring at me with his mouth hanging open.

He thanked me for my time, told me I wasn�t in trouble, and they gave me an officer teddy bear. They talked to my mom for a bit and left. After they had been gone a few minutes my mom called me back into the dining room and sat me down at the table. That�s when I learned the disturbing truth. The detective had said that they�d found a car that had driven off the road less than a mile from our house and had found two bodies inside�one was thought to be male and the other female.

The car was completely destroyed and upside down, about 60 yards off the road in a very rural and heavily wooded area, which is why it took them so long to find them. The body thought to be male was wearing the exact same clothes I had described. Both of them were pinned inside the car upside down�and both were still wearing their seat belts. My family and friends treated me really weird for a long time.

9/25/21

"I Can See It in Your Eyes"

My boyfriend�s younger brother and I were taking a bike ride down the street to the shops late one afternoon. As we get onto the main road, we notice a dude across the street heading in the opposite direction. He is walking with a limp, his head is bowed, and he�s got a plastic bag in his hand. We�re only a few meters away from him when he crosses the street onto our side.

As the bro rides past him, this stranger lifts his head up and smiles in his direction as they pass each other. I�m a little while behind, so I don�t pay too much attention to this�that is, until the bro stops, turns around, and gives me a funny look, just as this guy is passing him by. I still don�t think too much of it at this point, assuming that he had just stopped to let me catch up.

As soon as I myself passed the stranger and made eye contact with him, I realized that this was not the case. When the stranger looked over and nodded at me, I saw nothing in his eyes. When I say nothing, I mean like black pits where his eyes should have been, or just an eyeball that looked entirely black. I don�t know how else to describe it.

When I finally catch up to the bro, we stop around the corner and he says to me �Did you see that???� �You mean his eyes?!� I asked. �Yeah, it looked like they weren�t even there!� he replied. We then kind of sat there for a while processing what we had both just seen. Had the bro not related the same feeling and experience to me as I had felt when the stranger looked at me, I doubt I would have ever thought anything of it.

I probably would have just assumed it was the light angles playing tricks on me or some such thing. It was a sunny afternoon, so glare certainly could have played a part. He could�ve been wearing contacts, I don�t know. But none of those explanations feel like they fit. We got home later on and told everybody what had happened, but no one believed us. They still don�t to this day.

Friend Bear

I saw my baby babbling on the video monitor, using sign language to say �fun� but then �don�t like.� I was alarmed�but I never could�ve prepared for what I found when I entered her room to check on her. I asked her who she was talking to, but all she kept telling me was �friend� and �bear.� Finally, I got fed up and demanded to know who �Friend Bear� was�and her response gave me chills. Even though she couldn�t speak well, she managed to say, very clearly with the most serious expression, �No name, no name, shh.�

Well now I am well and truly freaked out so I tell her to ask �No Name Friend Bear� to go home because it is too late to play and I did what any good loving mother would do. I gave her a pacifier, went back to my room, turned off the monitor entirely and hid under the covers in my room where my good and loving husband would protect me from nameless invisible bears.

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9/28/21

Wave From The Grave?

When I was a child visiting my grandma�s house (my mother�s mom), I�d wave next door to her neighbor Ken, who always sat in the bay window looking out at the sea. My grandma and Ken both lived right on the coast of the North Sea in Hartlepool (UK). We�d never really talk, but we always shared a little wave each day before I went to get into the car.

One time I�m leaving my gran�s house, I�m in front of my mom who�s stopped at the door to talk to my gran. So I head down the steps and towards the gate. I turn back and see Ken in the window. He had a big smile, as usual, waving at me. I give him a wave back. He stands up, gives me the thumbs-up, and wanders towards the back of the room.

My mom comes walking down the steps and asks, �Who are you waving at?� I replied, �Ken�. To this day, I can remember my mom�s face. She just went white but didn�t say anything to me. A few weeks later, she plucked up the courage to tell me that Ken had passed a few days before we visited my gran�s. I don�t believe in ghosts, but I know I saw him.

I can still picture his striped grey sweater with light stripes across it. Him waving and getting up out of his chair. There was no one else in the house. He lived by himself. Brains are weird.

A Face In The Door

When I was growing up, my grandparents lived down the street from us and their house was always the gathering place. People came for a cup of coffee every day. On this day, an ambulance went roaring past their house. My dad had suffered some brain injuries a few years prior to this event, but had fully recovered and even gotten sober.

When she saw the ambulance, my grandmother had joked and said something along the lines of �I hope that�s not going to my son�s house.� My uncle was also in the kitchen at the time, probably drinking coffee. My uncle said, �Nah, your son is at the door.� He had seen my Dad looking through the window next to the door.

Earlier that day, I�d come home from work to find my Dad dead on the sofa. He was cold to the touch, but I still called emergency services and tried to resuscitate him in case there was ANY chance that I was wrong. This was the ambulance that had passed my grandparent�s house. Clearly, it was not my dad that my uncle had seen�or was it?

84. Missing In action

Just a few days ago, I woke up in the morning and opened my door, only to find my mother there with a shocked and worried expression, and tears in her eyes. She asked me where the heck I had been and I said that I�d been sleeping right here in my bed. She didn�t believe me, and said she�d checked and I hadn�t been there.

So apparently, my family woke up in the morning and I didn�t come for breakfast. My dad went into my room and just saw the blanket and pillow�I do sleep with my blanket on my face. Then, my mom came to wake me up. When she took the blanket off, no one was there . Then she panicked and told my dad. They searched the entire house and tried calling me, nothing worked.

Then they asked the neighbors if they had seen me leaving, but the neighbors couldn�t help. My mom was very afraid at that point, and they called law enforcement. My dad had gone to the station to file the report in person, and that was around the time that I woke up. We called my dad and told him I was back. He wanted an explanation, and I couldn�t give him one.

I said I had just been sleeping, then I woke up, and this whole thing has happened. While I do sleep with the blanket covering my whole body and head, my mom insisted that she took the blanket off the bed and I hadn�t been there. We are all very shaken up still.

87. Not His Final Destination

Many years ago, my parents had separated and my father was planning on taking a trip across the country to California. He was pretty excited about it. I talked to him the day before he left, wished him well, and told him I�d talk to him after he got to California. On the day of his trip, he called me and told me he decided at the last minute not to go.

He refused to really get into why. Just said he changed his mind. Seemed really odd for something that he had been planning for a couple of months�until I made a chilling realization later that night. I was sitting at my girlfriend�s house and we�re watching the news, and they reported that US Air Flight 1493�the flight my dad was supposed to be on�collided with another aircraft while landing in Los Angeles.

About 25% of the people on the flight were lost. It�s hard to know how my Dad would have made out, because it really depended on where you were sitting�front vs. back of the plane. It was several months before he finally made a disturbing confession. He told me that night before he was supposed to leave, he had an extremely vivid dream that he was in a fiery plane crash. So vivid that it scared him out of flying that day.

97. Playing Hooky

In high school, I remember going to English and the teacher did roll call. She called my name and I raised my hand and said, �I�m here,� then she stopped. The eeriest thing happened next. The teacher looked around and said, �So he�s not here then?� My friend and I laughed because I was obviously here. I thought she might be messing with me.

That night, though, my mom got a call telling her I wasn�t at classes today. I was actually marked absent. I go back to school the next day and tell my friend, �Mrs. English Teacher actually counted me absent� and he just said, �Why wouldn�t she?� Though to myself �Ha ha, you�re not funny� but I just let it slide because I thought again I was being messed with.

Then one of my other friends sits down and asks, �You feeling better today? Or were you just playing hooky?� I was so confused. Then I go to my first hour and that teacher hands me the work I supposedly missed from that day. I looked in my bag and had the same stuff, the guide and assignments, already there. To. This. Day. I don�t know if I missed that day of school or not

88. A Pressing Concern

You know how on cold days inside your car you can breathe on the window and draw on the glass? Well, I got in my car, and as I looked at the windshield, I saw a few small baby handprints. I thought that it was strange that someone would let a baby play on my car�s windshield. I had an urge to touch the baby prints and as I touched it, I wiped away the handprints. The handprints were made from inside of my locked car.

89. Half Human, Half What?

I grew up in a very rural area where there were mostly crop farms everywhere. About a mile from my parent�s house, there was this old abandoned farmhouse that all the area kids said was haunted. They would sneak into the house after dark, all the typical stupid kid stuff, but I believe there are things in this world better left alone and never went.

Years passed, and the house fell into disrepair and was eventually torn down, leaving only an old weathered barn. Well, I make a little side money selling photos of abandoned places, so I wanted to take a picture of the barn. I parked on the road and was walking up the drive, I made it about ten feet before I just could not walk any further.

My feet wouldn�t move forward, my adrenaline spiked and I burst into tears. So I turned back and ran to my car. I didn�t feel safe until I got past a nearby creek you have to cross to get there. I let it go, but my nightmare wasn�t over yet. A few months later, I had to drive by it, this time after having Christmas dinner with my parents.

As we drove by, I saw a creature standing in the drive. It reminded me of that disturbing Faun from Pan�s Labyrinth, just super tall with a wide head and horns or antlers, but the eyes were more on the side of the head. Again, adrenaline kicked in and I burst into tears, but I was trying to keep it together because I didn�t want to freak out my kids.

My husband asked if I was okay, I just said, �You saw that, right� He said yes. I asked if it was human. He replied, no. I refuse to drive that road ever again.

83. Missed It By A Hair

When my mother was a child, she had a bad habit of reading while walking to school. One day she was jerked to a stop by someone�she assumed it was her brother�pulling her ponytail hard enough to pull her back a couple of steps. She turned around to yell at whoever pulled her hair and no one was there, or for blocks behind her.

She turned back to step across the street and, just as she was about to walk, a car came out of nowhere. If she hadn�t turned to yell at the nonexistent hair puller, she would have been hit and probably lost her life.

86. Back To The Future

I think the creepiest experience I�ve had so far is the one where I had a phone call from the future. In 2007, I got a phone call from an elementary school, and a teacher asked for my name. She said she was calling about a young boy named Alex (they gave his last name, too) who was feeling sick. They said they contacted me because I wasm= his emergency contact.

I told them I had never heard of the school or the boy, and I wasn�t sure how they got my information. The lady then confirmed my first and last name, but I insisted that I wasn�t the emergency contact for this child. I had never heard of his last name either. She said goodbye and hung up. I later told a friend about it and we looked the number up on reverse number sites.

We found no results. We even called the number and we got the �This number is not in use� message from the operator. Nine years later, the number is still not in use. I don�t remember the name of the teacher or the school, but I do remember the name of the child. I still don�t know anyone with that last name. I�m convinced it�s a glitch. I can see someone getting my number wrong, I�ve had the wrong number thing happen, but for someone to nail my first and last name is what struck me as odd.

79. Tangled Up

One of the earliest clear memories I have is being at the fire station with my dad�he was a volunteer firefighter at the time�and one of his friends helping me spray my dad with a small fire hose. I�ve always had a distinct recollection of this friend of Dad�s standing behind me, holding the hose, and me while I opened the nozzle.

When I was in my 20s, my dad was telling me that story, but according to him and my mother, there was nobody there with me. He said a couple of the guys were joking around asking if I wanted to spray dad with the hose. Later in the day, I wandered off and was messing with the hose before anyone noticed. My dad describes it as being a miracle that the hose didn�t start flailing around and kill me.

I used to think of this as a guardian angel encounter but, I distinctly remember the guy who was helping me with that hose egging me on to spray dad. That seems like pretty un-angelic behavior.

93. Synchronized Dreaming

I can�t fully explain it�and I�ll never forget it. My siblings and I all had the same dream on the same night a year ago. It was exactly one year after my mom had passed and we all had a dream about her. In the dream, she was in the same place and was speaking to us. She reassured us that she was okay and she was with her mom and my dead siblings and that her dad is in the bad place.

The next day we all realized we had the same dream. We even all independently drew a picture of the place we saw her and wrote down the name of the place it resembled. Most of my siblings took that as an actual message from my mom, but my youngest sister and I like to believe that we have all developed some freaky hive mind low-level telepathy.

93. Synchronized Dreaming

I can�t fully explain it�and I�ll never forget it. My siblings and I all had the same dream on the same night a year ago. It was exactly one year after my mom had passed and we all had a dream about her. In the dream, she was in the same place and was speaking to us. She reassured us that she was okay and she was with her mom and my dead siblings and that her dad is in the bad place.

The next day we all realized we had the same dream. We even all independently drew a picture of the place we saw her and wrote down the name of the place it resembled. Most of my siblings took that as an actual message from my mom, but my youngest sister and I like to believe that we have all developed some freaky hive mind low-level telepathy.

86. Back To The Future
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I think the creepiest experience I�ve had so far is the one where I had a phone call from the future. In 2007, I got a phone call from an elementary school, and a teacher asked for my name. She said she was calling about a young boy named Alex (they gave his last name, too) who was feeling sick. They said they contacted me because I wasm= his emergency contact.

I told them I had never heard of the school or the boy, and I wasn�t sure how they got my information. The lady then confirmed my first and last name, but I insisted that I wasn�t the emergency contact for this child. I had never heard of his last name either. She said goodbye and hung up. I later told a friend about it and we looked the number up on reverse number sites.

We found no results. We even called the number and we got the �This number is not in use� message from the operator. Nine years later, the number is still not in use. I don�t remember the name of the teacher or the school, but I do remember the name of the child. I still don�t know anyone with that last name. I�m convinced it�s a glitch. I can see someone getting my number wrong, I�ve had the wrong number thing happen, but for someone to nail my first and last name is what struck me as odd.