Paranormal Activity - For Real!

[Burke]

I promised to do this a while ago and forgot. Better late than never, right?

Ever had anything happen to you that you thought was something...out of this world? Doesn’t have to be that you thought you saw a ghost or anything like that. Just anything that, as far as you know, was unexplainable.

I've had one weird experience, and heard a couple stories from people I know.

My ex-girlfriend was at a Christmas party or something like that with her family, and her niece, who was about 2/3 years old at the time, kept crying the whole time and saying things like "leave me alone”, “stop staring at me” etc, even though as far as anyone could tell, nothing was going on. Everybody just thought she was playing, being paranoid or whatever. A couple weeks later, they got back the photos they had taken that night, and in one of them, her niece was looking in the opposite direction from everyone else, and where she was looking, by the window, there was a black and white image of what looked like a really old women’s face. I saw the photo and can't think of any logical explanation of what it could have been. It definitely wasn’t one of those optical illusions where like random images can look like something else if you look at them a certain way, because the background of the window was clear white and there was nothing at all in front of it. I took a picture of the photograph with my phone and showed the pic to everyone I met for like the next year, haha. I swear to God, it is the creepiest fucking thing I have ever seen in my life. I’m still on speaking terms with her, so the next time I talk to her I’ll try and get a hold of the pic again and upload it so you can all be scared shitless like I was, lol.

My story is just so bizarre and random that it’s difficult to explain. You probably had to be there to appreciate just how creepy it was at the time. I’m guessing it was about 10 years ago. Me and my friend were sitting in the stairwell of my house. The buzzer went off downstairs at the entrance, so we walked down to see who it was, but there was nobody there. So, we went back upstairs. Then it went off again. Again, there was nobody there. Repeat this about 5-10 times. Every time we went down there was nobody there. We would hang around at the entrance way for a few minutes and it wouldn’t happen but then as soon as we went back upstairs, within seconds it would buzz again. So, we thought, alright, maybe it’s one of our friends doing it as a joke, pressing the button, then running away. So, the next time it happened we sprinted down within 10 seconds hoping to catch them, but still, no one was there. There was just open space outside with no other houses or anything near so there was nowhere for anyone to hide. It would have taken at least 30/45 seconds to get out of sight here. So who the fuck was pressing the buzzer?!?

Now, I know that sounds pretty tame, and if this alone had happened, we probably wouldn't have thought anything else of it. We would have just put it down to the buzzer being screwed up and it being a coincidence (albeit a very large and improbable one) that it kept going off at the exact time when we would be going back up the stairs…but the plot thickens, lol. We went and sat on the steps outside. It stopped buzzing. A few minutes later, two cars pulled up, coming from opposite directions, and stopped in the middle of the road right in line with each other, sat for a few seconds and then left in opposite directions from which they came. It wasn't really that late at the time, maybe about 11pm, but it must have been winter because it was pitch black outside and we couldn't really make out what was going on. Still, we assumed it must have just been two people who knew each other, happened to notice each other driving by, and stopped for a second to talk. But about every 2-3 mins for the next half hour or so, the exact same thing would happen. Two cars would speed in from opposite directions, stop exactly in line with each other in perfect symmetrical timing, sit for a few seconds, then drive off. It was like they were robotic. It must have happened about 10 times. Now this wasn't a busy area, normally it would be rare to see even a single car driving in this street after dark.

These two incidents happening on the same night made us think their was something really fucking weird happening. Possible explanations:

1. Very unlikely, but somebody selling drugs or something to someone and agreed to meet there in this secluded area to do their business. But why go to all that bother? There are much simpler ways to go about that. Plus, we were in plain sight, there was a spotlight on the entrance way where we were sitting, they would have seen us. And why did it happen about 10 different times? Was it the same two cars every time, or a bunch of different ones? Who knows. I’m getting my Inspector Clouseau on, lol.

2. Just to rule it out, no, we weren't drunk/high at the time. We were only like 11/12 years old at the time, haha.

3. ? ? ?

Like I said, I’m not saying any of this was anything “paranormal”. I’ve already provided possible explanations of what could have happened in each case. But it’s hard to explain, we just had this weird feeling that something very unusual was going on that night. Like there was a very uneasy atmosphere. I just wish I could go back in time and when those cars come, run out on the road, go right up to the window, and see what the fuck exactly was going on, lol. Instead, we just sat there and did nothing, like we were in a trance or something.

My Uncle also has many stories, but he freely admits that he was drunk at the time of these supposed “happenings”, so yeah…

[Brandon]

First of all, I just want to let it be known that I'm at home alone right now and it's storming and this really freaked me out, especially the bit about the old lady in the window, lol.

Most of my stories all stem from one place, but I'll just tell some of the more prolific ones for right now.

Okay, so when I was 18 I got my first real job as a waiter at this restaurant/hotel on the square in my hometown. My town has a lot of history, civil war stuff happened there, the underground railroad runs throughout the square, and the hotel itself is over 100 years old. Anyways, my very first night they asked me to go down to the freezer for some lettuce. They said it was one floor down, so I went, and of course I manage to get lost on a flight of stairs (lol) and I wound up going the next floor down to the boiler room. First of all, the boiler room alone was like something out of a Freddy Krueger movie. But before I even too much got a good look at it, I just had this feeling like I wasn't supposed to be there. Like I didn't belong. I just didn't want to fuck with any of the energy that place was giving me, so I booked it out of there. Then, a few months later in October we had this convention of psychics who rented rooms in the hotel because they were going to be doing various investigations throughout town due to it's history. I came into work the first night they were there, and my best friend had talked to the main psychic lady and was in shock because she had told her all of these things about her uncle and dad who had passed that were all true. At the time I really wasn't trying to buy it. I thought our boss had just gave the psychic some information to tell her just to make her feel better, so I just wasn't that into what they had to say. The next day they actually did their investigation of the building and printed out their report and made copies for all of us. I was bored so I sat down and read it. There were a lot of different reports about spirits in the parlor room, and various hotel rooms, but when I got to their review of the boiler room it said that there was a very dark and upsetting energy down there. That began to peak my interest a bit because I hadn't really talked about my experience so it was interesting that someone else felt the same thing. Two days later, it was the last day that they were staying with us, and I had the job of serving them breakfast. When I gave the H.B.I.C. psychic her tea, she grabbed my arm and asked if she could talk to me later. I was a little taken aback, but I said sure. I was curious to hear what she had to say. After they finished eating she met me in the lobby and we went into the office to talk. At first she started talking about a lot of private family matters I was going through at the time, that I hadn't talked to anyone about, not even my very best friend who worked there. Then she told me that I had an energy that spirits were attracted to, and that there was an old lady who followed me around and looked after me. She went on to describe the lady, and what she said sounded identical to this one picture of my granny holding me as a toddler. My granny died when I was two. Then she gave me a name, and it was similar to my granny's, but it wasn't her name. That really weirded me out though, and when I went home that afternoon I told my mom about it. My mom just does not believe in that kind of stuff at all, and even when I told her how the description of the lady was just like in the picture, she admitted that it was weird, but she wasn't buying it. So I went to head to my room, but just before I forgot, I told her about the name that she had given me. My mom froze, and then told me that was her nickname for her mom. For me, there's just no coincidence big enough for that. Ever since that day, I've believed everything that psychic had to say regarding that entire weekend. She also told me in three years that she saw me working with computers. It's been three years since then and at my new job at I'm on the computer all day. Just sayin'.

Another night there I was working with this girl Katie and we were getting ready to go home and we were putting away cups in the wait station. There are two of those flip doors back there that lead to the kitchen, an in one and an out one. While she had her back to me putting up cups I slipped into the in one to whipe up the counters in the kitchen. I heard her talking and I thought it was funny that she hadn't realized I left and was talking to herself, so I poked my head out of the out door and asked "Who are you talking to?" just playing around, but she gasped and looked to the other corner of the wait station where I had been standing earlier and then back at me, like she had just seen a ghost. She swore that she turned around and saw me standing there until I stuck my head out of the kitchen door.

Okay, this one really doesn't have too much of anything to do with paranormal activity, but now that I'm reliving creepy moments from that place, I have to tell this one. If you know me, you know that old people scare me. One night I was working all by myself and there was this old Amish man staying there. I was waiting in the lobby by my little podium, and I saw him come to the balcony upstairs. I looked up at him and smiled, but he just stared at me. Then he started walking down the stairs, slow as Christmas. I asked him if he was coming down to eat, and he didn't say anything, he just kept staring at me as he walked down the stairs. It gave me the wiggins, so I went into the kitchen to talk to the chef and we were just saying how creepy the man was. After a few minutes, I figured he must have gotten to wherever he was going by that time, so I went to the door that leads out to the wait station, and yall...as soon I opened the door, the man was RIGHT there! I bumped into him! I...almost dropped dead right then and there. Turns out he only wanted a cup of coffee and was a really sweet old man. He left me a $5 tip just for coffee.

I have more stories from that place, but I actually just had to look over my shoulder as I relived that moment, so that's all for tonight, lol.

[Burke]

Even though she was only trying to be helpful, H.B.I.C. Psychic Lady (love the moniker, btw) would probably have freaked me out. I don‘t think I‘ll ever be checking into that hotel. I would probably have quit the first night after that boiler room incident, lol.

My Mum also had a creepy story that she used to always tell us. When she was about 16 years old, she was walking home one morning and as she was approaching the house, she saw a really old man standing in the driveway. The dude was dressed completely in black. Black suit, black shoes, even a creepy looking black cowboy hat type thing. This was about 30 years ago, but I don’t think many people were rocking this look, even back then, lol. As she got closer, the guy didn’t move and she was freaked out, so she jamp over the hedge to avoid walking past him, ran into the house, and opened the door to let their dog out. The dog ran out and she and my Grandfather followed. The guy wasn’t there. He was supposed to have looked really old, like 80/90ish, so it’s not like he would have been able to sprint away within those 5 seconds. They had no explanation for where he had gone, or why he was there in the first place. To give you a visual image of how creepy the guy was supposed to look, my Mum says the main villain character in the movie Poltergeist 2 reminded her of the guy she saw that day. So every time I watch that movie, it freaks me out just that little bit more thinking about this story. If you’ve ever saw that movie, especially as a kid, the dude probably would have scared you to death, lol.

And while we’re just sharing creepy moments in general, I had one about a month ago. I was working nigh-shift and normally after about 1am, all the clients and customers have left the site. So I put the barrier down and was sitting in the gatehouse. At some point, I must have fallen asleep. I have no idea for how long, could have been 5 mins, could have been an hour, lol. Anyway, when I woke I was facing the main window and there was a guy across the way just staring straight fucking at me. The place was closed and the barrier was down, so there was no reason for him to be in here at all, much less to be scoping me out like that, lol. As soon as he knew I had noticed him, he hopped over the barrier and was off. It just fucking freaked me out. Like, how long had he been standing there, just staring at me? I’ll never let myself fall asleep in there again, lol.

[Brandon]

omg that's creepy!

I hate voyeurs. When I worked at the hotel I would go there straight after school to set up the dinning room, then I would go down stairs and change into my uniform in the office. There was this fat, old, goofy man who worked the front desk right outside of the office, and there was a window between the two rooms, but I always closed the blinds. Well, after a few months the dishwasher finally pulled me aside and told me that the desk clerk admitted to regularly watching me change through a crack in the blinds.

[Burke]

Oh God. Lol. I don't think you and that hotel were meant for each other.

I kind of regret making this thread now. I'm probably going to spend the next 7 hours or so paranoid thinking that every little noise I hear here is that creepy guy back again, lurking in the darkness.

[Brandon]

ngl, this thread had me a little shook last night, lol.

[Burke]

I bet you're one of those people that still gets freaked out going on the ghost train at amusement parks. If so, you're in illustrious company. Those little guys (I swear they're midgets) who grab at you as you pass by are pretty frightening, lol. One of the little bastards even stole my baseball cap once.

[Brandon]

Oh, no, see I don't even fuck with midgets like that (no shade).

[Burke]

Oh. I don't blame you. If there's anything that freaks me out more than the idea of ghosts and shit like that, it would be midgets. What can I say? Sorry if that's not politically correct, but most of them just look so creepy.

[Burke]

Jul 29, 2010 9:53:33 GMT -5 Burke said:

And while we’re just sharing creepy moments in general, I had one about a month ago. I was working nigh-shift and normally after about 1am, all the clients and customers have left the site. So I put the barrier down and was sitting in the gatehouse. At some point, I must have fallen asleep. I have no idea for how long, could have been 5 mins, could have been an hour, lol. Anyway, when I woke I was facing the main window and there was a guy across the way just staring straight fucking at me. The place was closed and the barrier was down, so there was no reason for him to be in here at all, much less to be scoping me out like that, lol. As soon as he knew I had noticed him, he hopped over the barrier and was off. It just fucking freaked me out. Like, how long had he been standing there, just staring at me? I’ll never let myself fall asleep in there again, lol.

I thought I saw dude here again just now. Thankfully it was a false alarm.

[Tiffany]

i feel like you are avoiding me, burke coco...

[Brandon]

Chile, you betta look over your shoulder just to be safe.

~I see u watchin me, you see me watchin u.

[Burke]

Never. I just have a short attention span, hence me jumping from thread to thread like an ADD sufferer.

[Tiffany]

allow me to recapture your focus

[Burke]

Look at the creepy look on the face of dude with the pink baseball cap, lol.

I've honestly never been involved in anything as disturbing as the party going on in that GIF. OK, there was that one time singing uptown girl shirtless at karoake night. Is all though.