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The Rock Cross.

by cnkguy
The Rock Cross.

fuckyeahnightmares:

jew-tube submitted: 

 
I just read your post about the catacombs in Paris, France, and the paranormal things that occur there. This is a 100% true story that happened to me.

When I wish twelve I visited Paris on holiday, and the Catacombs were number one on my sight-seeing the list. My cousin and I went together, her being much older than me, and it was suggested by the cashier I do not enter. Back then I thought maybe because I was young she might think I would be scared by seeing so many dead people, but after my experience I understand why.

Erin (my cousin) and I walked along the musty corridors and at this point I felt nothing. There were passages from the Bible written on the wall in French about death and the relief of the afterlife, I read each on (despite being an atheist) in respect for the deceased. 

We had been in the tunnels for about two hours now, and felt very drawn to a certain chamber, one with a large rock in the center. Erin was pre occupied with the history of the tunnels, and told me to go ahead and explore.
I was suddenly alone. All the Americans from before had shuffled onto a new chamber and there was no one left in the room but myself.

Then I did something I half-regret. I touched the large rock and traced my fingers over the cross carved on it.  I felt very faint at that moment, but I dismissed it as being underground too long. 
I felt pressure on my left wrist, but I was too afraid too look at it. I got very cold, and all the hairs on the back of my neck stood up, then felt like they were being forced down by something.
My nose started to ich and when I went to scratch it, it was bleeding get a lot. 

I decided to leave the room, Erin was waiting for me and we quickly left the catacombs to find a bathroom for my nose.

The next day my wrist and neck were bruised purple and black. My nose was very swollen. There were some faint green bruises on my hips identical to each other though I do not remember feeling pain there.

When I left the chamber in the tomb, feeling like I had upset a spirit of some sort, I apologized aloud to it.

The last thing I heard was a low growl saying: get out

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On streaming services, would you rather see more new horror movies or horror tv shows?

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On streaming services, would you rather see more new horror movies or horror tv shows?

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fuckyeahnightmares: the-old-richa-rich submitted: Sweet dreamsThis incident took place when I was…

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fuckyeahnightmares: the-old-richa-rich submitted: Sweet dreamsThis incident took place when I was…

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the-old-richa-rich submitted:

Sweet dreams

This incident took place when I was like 6. I used to sleep alone in my own room, was pretty scary for me but yeah I did. I had this habit of calling out for Mom or Dad when I was scared to sleep alone & afterwards they used to go back to their own room, after I went off to sleep again.

                                                 One day, after watching a scary movie I wasn’t able to go to sleep. Was wide awake for 3-4 hours when suddenly I felt someone coming to me. I thought that it must be mom, since the person (?) was coming from the direction where my parent’s room was. They came and slept beside me. I was relieved but puzzled because I hadn’t called out for anyone. But anyway I went to sleep. Next morning I asked my mom how she knew that I wasn’t able to sleep that night. But she replied she had no clue about it and she didn’t come to sleep besides me that night. I was like whaa….!!???

I wasn’t able to sleep alone after that you bet.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Weeper answered: Argh that’s creepy, 9/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.

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The Watching Shadow

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The Watching Shadow

Anonymous submitted:

This happened several years ago and still unsettles me deeply when I remember it. I put my then, six-year-old daughter to bed. Above her bed was one of those circular windows. Anyways, a few hours later, while I was in bed getting ready to go to sleep, I started hearing tapping at my windows.

I got up and opened the blinds to see nothing. I tried going back to sleep but I had the uneasy feeling there was something or someone lurking outside. I would hear little noises that could have been anything, but I was getting paranoid. So I got out of bed and looked out my window again. I couldn’t see anything in the darkness.

I had a strange feeling so I snuck into my daughter’s room. I felt myself get instantly chilled when I saw what looked like the shadow of a person’s head and upper torso looking down at my daughter from outside her circular window. My daughter was still fast asleep.

I turned on the lights quickly and yelled, but as soon as the lights were on the figure disappeared. What scares me is that my daughter’s room is on the second floor and has no balcony outside of it.

James: 9/10 Ooh, this one gives me the willies. Thanks for sharing the scares!

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cindy

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cindy

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npdking submitted: 

when i was a little kid, i had an imaginary friend named cindy. now, cindy was great but she always had a new appearance when i saw her. somedays she was pale and with light hair, others she was dark skinned and with a fluffy afro. the one constant was her eyes. they were all white. everything. they never creeped me out because she was my best friend.
now i never really questioned my best friend, but my family is a bunch of superstitious mexican catholics. my godmother, who we will just call tía m, practices brujería (witchcraft). the problem with this is that she worships death. cindy hated my tía m. i could never go to my tía’s without cindy begging to go home or she said she would be a bad girl if we didn’t.
one day, my tía n invited us to her large house with a pool. my tía m can’t swim and has a fear of water so she simply had her feet dangling in the water. i swam up to her about to ask her why she didn’t come in since i was just a 5 year old kid that didn’t understand her reasons.
next thing i know, my mom is dragging a shaking tía m out of the pool. i lost all my memory as to what happened, but according to my family, i grabbed my tía m’s foot and dragged her into the pool with sudden strength. my tía m kept screaming at me, but she kept screaming “leave! you don’t belong here, demonio! ¡eres uno con el diablo!” (the last part is you are one with the devil). my tía m’s fear of water has increased after that incident.
i have a lot of stories about cindy and what she did, but that one always gets me on edge. though the strangest thing now is when she visits me in my dreams, she knows i’m trans and calls me damian.
nobody in my family knows i’m trans so i have no clue where she found out. or why she won’t leave me alone even though i’m 15 now and have moved houses 5 times or so. how does she always find me?

FYN James: 8/10: Wow yeah, that is quite the imaginary “friend.” Thanks for sharing the scares!

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Painting

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Painting

Anonymous submitted:

This could also be just a wild coincidence, but it just felt so strange to me. I was rearranging my office with my partner and was hanging up a painting I bought 20 years ago. My partner asked me about the painter then looked him up and saw he was now dead. He looked up to see how much the painting was worth, and as soon as he said I should consider selling it, I felt a cold gust of wind in our office (the doors and windows were all closed) and the wire (which has held on for 20 years) broke and the painting fell to the ground. It was unharmed, only the wire in the frame was broken. It feels like the artist didn’t like the idea of me selling his painting. He died in Japan, but maybe wherever his art is, he is?

James: 6/10 Artists suffer even into the afterlife it seems. Thanks for sharing!

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