I thought I would start a thread about strange or creepy things that everyone has experienced in life... I just had one happen about a week ago, so that is what sparked this.
Here is what happened...
My brother is into Heavy Metal and is in a band.. so of course I meet a lot of his Gothic friends. I have never had any problems or issues with them. Well the other day he showed up at the house with a new friend from college. I got a wierd vibe from him. So anywayz, we invited them in for a little while, and we were talking about all sorts of things, when all of the sudden, out of nowhere he says..."Do you know what June 6 is? It is the only time that the date will be written as 666 in a our lifetime." This is where we knew something wasn't right.
So anywayz, we all went up to some of our friends for some drinks. I told my brother that he had to stay at my house if he drank any. So went got back home at about 2:30am, and they were both pretty drunk. So I told my brother where they could crash.. but the dude just wanted to sleep on the couch. By this time I was freaked out by him. Keep in mind that I am 6'3" 230lb man, and I was actually very nervous. I started hiding the kitchen knives, car keys, and anything that I thought he could hurt somebody with. I ended up crashing on the other couch in the same room and my wife had went to bed. I just didn't want to let him out of my sight.
Try to imagine a black cloud in your house. There was one in ours at that point. I was freaking but I didn't want my wife to worry. BUT about an hour later, I had dozed off and my wife was tabbing me on the shoulder to get me up. She was crying and asked me to come to bed with her. When I got in there she started to tell me how she just dreamed that demons were in the house telling her to do things. And that it felt like they were pushing on her chest, like they were trying to get into her physically. She started praying and was finally able to get up. She said "I know it's him. He brought something into our home."
So we stayed up until daylight just watching TV because neither one of us could sleep. As soon as daylight came I woke up my brother and told me that he had to get this guy out right then and there...
As soon as he left, this thick air was gone.
2nd story..
When I was 16 , I was staying at my grandmother's house in a spare bedroom in her basement. The only light that I had in the room was above my bed, with the hanging string that you have to pull to turn in on. Anyways, one night in the early morning ours, I heard my door open, but something told me not to open my eyes.
Of course I opened them. There was a man standing at my door, and I could see his whole body except his face. It was blurred out, but he was sort of greenish looking. It was dark and I knew that I had to turn on the light. So I reached up and right before I could pull the string, he waived and walked out the door.
I was so scared that I couldn't move. I stayed there until daylight sitting up in my bed with the light on.
The next morning I actually told my grandmother about it, thinking that she would say something like "Honey, you were just dreaming." But she didn't. She just looked at me and said, "You met your Uncle Max. He was killed 40 years ago, but we think he is still around the house."
I didn't stay down there ever again, and I only stayed in the house because I had to sometime..
Anybody else got any spooky occurrances?
Here is what happened...
My brother is into Heavy Metal and is in a band.. so of course I meet a lot of his Gothic friends. I have never had any problems or issues with them. Well the other day he showed up at the house with a new friend from college. I got a wierd vibe from him. So anywayz, we invited them in for a little while, and we were talking about all sorts of things, when all of the sudden, out of nowhere he says..."Do you know what June 6 is? It is the only time that the date will be written as 666 in a our lifetime." This is where we knew something wasn't right.
So anywayz, we all went up to some of our friends for some drinks. I told my brother that he had to stay at my house if he drank any. So went got back home at about 2:30am, and they were both pretty drunk. So I told my brother where they could crash.. but the dude just wanted to sleep on the couch. By this time I was freaked out by him. Keep in mind that I am 6'3" 230lb man, and I was actually very nervous. I started hiding the kitchen knives, car keys, and anything that I thought he could hurt somebody with. I ended up crashing on the other couch in the same room and my wife had went to bed. I just didn't want to let him out of my sight.
Try to imagine a black cloud in your house. There was one in ours at that point. I was freaking but I didn't want my wife to worry. BUT about an hour later, I had dozed off and my wife was tabbing me on the shoulder to get me up. She was crying and asked me to come to bed with her. When I got in there she started to tell me how she just dreamed that demons were in the house telling her to do things. And that it felt like they were pushing on her chest, like they were trying to get into her physically. She started praying and was finally able to get up. She said "I know it's him. He brought something into our home."
So we stayed up until daylight just watching TV because neither one of us could sleep. As soon as daylight came I woke up my brother and told me that he had to get this guy out right then and there...
As soon as he left, this thick air was gone.
2nd story..
When I was 16 , I was staying at my grandmother's house in a spare bedroom in her basement. The only light that I had in the room was above my bed, with the hanging string that you have to pull to turn in on. Anyways, one night in the early morning ours, I heard my door open, but something told me not to open my eyes.
Of course I opened them. There was a man standing at my door, and I could see his whole body except his face. It was blurred out, but he was sort of greenish looking. It was dark and I knew that I had to turn on the light. So I reached up and right before I could pull the string, he waived and walked out the door.
I was so scared that I couldn't move. I stayed there until daylight sitting up in my bed with the light on.
The next morning I actually told my grandmother about it, thinking that she would say something like "Honey, you were just dreaming." But she didn't. She just looked at me and said, "You met your Uncle Max. He was killed 40 years ago, but we think he is still around the house."
I didn't stay down there ever again, and I only stayed in the house because I had to sometime..
Anybody else got any spooky occurrances?