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The Watching Shadow

by cnkguy
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

by cnkguy
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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the Haunting of Hill House is what we all thought American Horror Story was gonna be when we first heard about it

God I am hyped for season 2

I watched episode 1 of Bly Manor? Anyone who finished wanna tell me how it is?

Yeah Bly Manor’s a bit slower and less scary than Hill House, but man was episode 5 good

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Distant Relative

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Distant Relative

Anonymous submitted:

A few days after my grandmother’s funeral, I had a most peculiar dream about her. I was lying in bed, my husband snoring next to me. It was just like I was lying awake, but had a weird, surreal feel to it, like it all might melt somehow. I saw sitting at the edge of my bed, was my grandmother smiling at me. She had a sort of translucent quality, and was somewhat bluish, I’m not sure why. She just smiled warmly and placed her hand on my belly and we just stayed like that for what felt like a long time. A few days later, we found out I was pregnant. I wonder if my grandmother came to visit me to celebrate that.

James: 4/10 That is a really pretty story! Thanks for sharing!

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Voice on the Phone

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Voice on the Phone

Anonymous submitted:

Once while I was in highschool, I had a nightmare about a tall pale man with cracks on his faces banging on the door to my house, trying to break in. When I woke up, I called my then boyfriend (I was very clingy and dependent, don’t judge me) because I was scared. After a few minutes, when I seemed to be calmed down a bit, his voice faded out for a sec. I couldn’t hear him, and asked if he was still there.

A voice that was NOT his voice, not even a voice he could impersonate said back, “I am not here.” It was deep and creaked and chilled me to my core.

Then my boyfriend came back on the line and said, “Oh sorry, I lost sound for a sec, what did you just say?”

I almost screamed in his ear right then.

James: 8/10 Maybe it’s your fbi agent just popping in. Thanks for sharing the scares!

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