Police Calls & Insane Asylums | 10 True Paranormal Ghost Horror Stories from Reddit (Vol. 10)

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about ten years ago I worked graveyard as a deputy for a fairly small County geographically in the south I'd usually be on the 7p to 7 a.m. shift but occasionally worked the 3:00 p.m. the 3:00 a.m. on a split when we were short-handed the area we covered includes the outskirts of a college town approximately a hundred and twenty-five thousand people but the time this particular incident occurred I wasn't overnight supervisor and seen my fair share of strange things I believe in the paranormal based on what I've seen but I do my best to disprove everything and not to get ahead of myself however this particular case has been filed away in my mind is one of the strangest and potentially unexplained paranormal encounters I have had during my time at the department due to the fact that the college towns police department ran short-staffed most weeknights our department ran at least two officers on the outskirts of the college area to help out where we could on any given night we'd have the unruly 21 year old drunk at the bar a couple of DUI stops and the occasional drug overdose pretty common stuff for a college town this particular events happened on Sunday nights around 4:00 a.m. in late August when when you were officers was patrolling the college area and radioed that he had seen a 90s Oldsmobile four-door parked in the college bar parking lot with a lights and engine running this is a fairly low violent crime area but had its share of drug possession and distribution stops by the local PD and our department over the years this was fairly odd as all of the staff from the bar had left for the evening and typically with an encounter cleaning staff in that area until 5 or 6 a.m. from the young officers observation driving through the lot there was no one in the vehicle in the you courtesy stop verified that no one was in the vehicle check the doors found them locked and relay this information to me and dispatch I advise to keep patrolling the area Woodhead his way to check the area for any potential vandalism he proceeded to leave a lot drive two blocks and go down an alley that ran behind the bar after five or six minutes after radio traffic dispatch sends out a suspicious vehicle call in the area matching the description of the olds will be on question apparently some college kids were out jogging early past the car saw body slumped over the steering wheel and called 9-1-1 at this point the local PD got wind of the call and four units headed to the parking lot I was particularly irritated as I believe that the young officer that initially stopped out with the car got spooked by the body and conveniently omitted the fact to keep from making contact with the person living or dead inside without backup I was the first unit to roll up on the car the description by the college kids didn't match what I saw when I arrived the driver's side door was open and a woman in her early 60s had one leg out of the vehicle and was slumped over with her head leaning toward the passenger side seat I quickly radioed that he at a 1054 possibly deceased subject needed EMS in a corner to respond to the scene from my initial observations it appeared the woman had been deceased for at least four to five hours to the rigor mortis setting in it also appeared that livor mortis had begun and I did not have the training to determine the exact timeframe this observation was confirmed by the other responding officers including the young deputy who initially stopped out with the car once again I kept me irritation with the young deputy under wraps until the body was removed and we cleared the call I had an impromptu come-to-jesus with a young deputy and chastised him about being less than forthcoming about his initial investigation however the young deputy was adamant about what he had seen finally I pulled the video from his in-car camera to put the issue to rest when I saw still haunts me to this day the video clearly shows the deputy pulling up to the Oldsmobile with his camera showing the driver and driver's side rear door based on the way he shined as spotlight on the vehicle one could easily see if there was a body in the vehicle slumped over the steering wheel the college kids are described and watch the video at least 20 times the deputies shined his flashlight on both sides of the car with no body to be found it was absolutely nothing in that car saved for the light and engine running I apologized to the young deputy and ended up buying his lunch for the next couple of weeks because I felt so bad about chewing him out the next night I followed up the sergeant at the local PD who responded to the call with us as guys questioned the college kids multiple times about potentially tampering with the scene of the crime due to the disparity between their story in the way we found the body the sergeant was hot about finding tampering charges on the kids because he was certain that they moved the body and was somehow responsible I had a copy of the young deputy's in-car camera and sent it over to his departments Investigation Division about a week later the sergeant called me and wanted to meet up for lunch the young deputy was also working I asked him to come along in the event this case came up in conversation needless to say the three of us were dumbfounded by the entire event the sergeant said their investigations division declined to press charges on the kids based on my deputies video the fact that the medical examiner said that the woman had likely died of natural causes at least four hours before we rolled up and good alibis for where the kids were before they went out jogging additionally the medical examiner stated that the patches of livor mortis indicated the woman had been sitting at least for a couple of hours in an upright position just as the college kids described either way we were all freaked out and never figured out exactly how the woman ended up in the car like she did in a span of less than five minutes since the Emmie indicated her death was natural and there were no signs of foul play we closed the case out and we started calling every 90s Oldsmobile a ghost car for months after the call [Music] the certainly about five years ago while I had the privilege of working in a men's suit store while studying at a college in Cardiff Wales for anyone who is curious Wales sits just left of England in his directly right of Ireland Cardiff is a nice city you know where as big as England but it has gone through some pretty rapid modernization as of late they've done a great job at keeping the historic architecture but there always seems to be a new Starbucks or a Costa Coffee opening up every other week some of the buildings in the city centre have shiny new facades that wrap around the ancient structures like a shell this became more evident to me on my first day at the store my interview for the job took place bright and early one February morning and I remember how cold I was as I made my way past the hustle and bustle of early-morning commuters having been a student for a year I wasn't used to being around so many people this early in the morning that being said I wasn't really used to being up in the morning period when I arrived a good 15 minutes before my interview was due to start I was greeted by an immaculate looking man in a pinstripe suit like quickly recognised to be my new potential boss his name was Andrew he was a friendly guy in his mid-50s silver gray hair and just looked how you'd expect a manager of a suit store to look after greeting me he took me down to the bowels of the building where the staff room was located we had to make our way down two flights of stairs and through a hallway full of your standard retail fixtures I remember almost having a heart attack when turning a corner and coming face to face with the naked mannequin just standing there with its hands when its hips defiantly Oh sorry about that I stripped it yesterday as we needed the garment for another display upstairs I'm very modest is he and you said lightly with a chuckle I laughed too I felt comfortable before the interview had begun this guy had a sense of humor when we entered the main stockroom I was a little blown away the walls ceiling and flowing were completely different to upstairs they weren't just bricks but old carved bricks the only thing I can compare it to off top of my head would be something that resembles catacombs big archways Huggle berhad and badly eroded redstone and the tiles beneath our feet were a dark marble Andrew upon seeing my wandering eyes began to speak again ah yes I forget people are usually surprised when they walk in here I guess I'm used to it he opened a wooden door that led into a posh looking staff from complete with carpeted floor a polished oak table and a brown leather couch what I found amazing was I learnt the basement down here as well as the basements and all the neighboring buildings all look the same they were once part of a Victorian tunnel you see they connected every building in the street some kind of evacuation tunnel Andrew finished and indicated for me to take a seat two years later I had finished my course in college and had been asked by Andrew if I wanted a full-time position while I figured out what my next step was going to be naturally I accepted as I really did love the job and the people I worked with had become like family to me life being the way it was I found myself struggling to find jobs that although I was now qualified for black be experienced in a similar field it was infuriating how can an experience if nobody will give me a break another two years after becoming a full-time member of the staff I was still at the store but I had managed to progress from part-time sales assistant to assistant manager which is great for me as it meant a tasty pay raise and great for Andrews and meant he could finally take more time off take vacations and be with his family I actually really began to enjoy the extra responsibility training new staff delegating jobs and helping our team to hit sales targets it was fun we are now coming to the reason why in writing this the reason I will never forget that place at all went down one Sunday morning some days obviously being the quieter days of the trade only required a skeleton crew to run the store this is usually a manager me and one other sales assistant in this case the girl named Amy I quite liked working with Amy we were of similar ages she was cute and really down-to-earth most of our quiet periods were spent talking about everything and anything about our lives until we realized how much time had passed and began creating jobs to do out of guilt one Sunday afternoon after a pretty uneventful morning I walked into our office just off the shop floor to email our sales figures to head office while aiming man the front desk as we had two sales floors upstairs was for suits and downstairs was for accessories and shoes if someone went downstairs either a me or myself would have to go with them one of our rules was that under no circumstances were customers to walk around downstairs unattended as I began entering figures into a new Excel spreadsheet I heard Ami's faint voice under the stores collection of non-threatening store music if my memory serves me correctly I believe it was Nickelback she was quite rudely interrupting I reach for the knob of the high-flyin turn down the volume want me to go Amy called I poked my head out of the office door sorry what an elderly lady just went downstairs would you like me to go or do you want me to watch the shop floor and you go down I look back at the barely started spreadsheet and then back to enemy oh it's fine I'll go maybe I can tell her a sports jacket and some cufflinks I said with a smile do it and then giggled as I walked past her as a mainland way down the steps to the ground floor I was surprised to find that nobody was there the room looked pristine and untouched I took a few steps forward and stretched my neck looking along the rows of formal jackets Amy I called upstairs I heard her shuffle along from the till to the doorway yellow she asked I thought you said there was a lady down here I asked quickly glancing back at the room there is watched her go down myself she said again confidently I walk the full length of the room past the shoe displays to the changing rooms and back nope no one here are you seeing things I asked and he looked both confused and annoyed like can I come down she asked yes but quickly I watched as she made her way around the room and back what what the hell she uttered under her breath while pulling back the curtains of the changing room see just like I said you're seeing things I swear to God this is freaky I literally watched her enter the store at the entrance the doorbell even chimed I smiled at her and she just walked down here and we finished I noticed that color seemed to be fading from her usually rosy cheeks just then I had a sinking feeling what if she's gone into the basement I asked eyebrows raised and he put her hand on her mouth and oh crap sort of fashion uh what does she seen I or something and just went down there did she acknowledge you when you smiled at her I questioned and his eyes looked upwards and thought before returning to me she didn't I thought she was just being rude okay go back upstairs I'll go find her I said a little exasperated I really wasn't looking forward to this part of the job one thing I learned from working in the fabulous world of retail is you often meet people from both sides of the mental-health spectrum my second week working at the store some guy politely used one of our changing rooms to try on a shirt and in doing so took it upon himself to urinate into the small trash can in there guess which rookie member of the team had the pleasure of fixing this problem as I entered the basement level the first thing to hit me was the void of total darkness any thing about wandering around in the dark you usually have some sort of natural light so you can at least see your hand in front of your face but here deep underground if the lights are off you are pretty much completely blind my hands went to my left and frantically felt for the switch and with a sigh of relief I flicked it back the fluorescent tube light bulbs flickered into existence for a few moments before bursting light to all corners of the basement and as my eyes jested I quickly scanned around nobody I said with relief the basement stock room was quiet and untouched and also a complete mess it was all of our jobs to keep the stock room tidy but over the weeks of constant deliveries it had become more or less a dumping ground with crates stacked on top of each other another reason - not wanting to be wandering around here in the dark as I began to turn to the door while thinking how it was going to be my sad duty to inform one of my colleagues that she's been hallucinating I distinctly heard the sound of a refrigerator door closing I quickly turned to the direction of the staff room module was closed but the light from within seeped through the gap under the door my heart began to race the old lady was here she must have somehow navigated her way through the stock room in the dark and was now making herself at home in our staff room probably attempting to make herself a nice cup of tea perhaps without really thinking I'm marched forward and pushed the door opened I was greeted with an empty staff room the bags and coats hung neatly on peg hooks in the far wall cutlery lay strewn around the draining board and a dirty wash rag was lazily dumped on top of them I remember thinking that perhaps Amy and I had been coming down with something because now I seem to be hearing things just as the worry began to subside my eyes locked on a small fridge under the counter with its door ajar hmm I thought and gently nudged it close with a tip of my shoe it was at this moment my blood ran cold allow Baima shakily elderly voice from behind me it was one of those experiences where you are so afraid that time seems to slow down I began turning in the direction of the voice extremely slowly almost as if on some level I wasn't so eager to lock eyes with whoever was down here I sighed again just the empty doorway I decided I wanted to go back upstairs where the sandy seemed to be so I closed from door and nae my way back across the stock rub just as my hand gripped the door handle of the fire door total darkness enveloped me it was so sudden that I couldn't help but unleash the unmanly ax C Yelp I've ever heard my hand instinctively fumbled for the light switch and toggled it on and off to no avail the lighting was completely gone now retrospectively a normal person would have opened the door and ran upstairs saying Tata to this effed up situation but something caught my eye in the darkness a light source the light was emanating from under the staff room door again this didn't sit right with me a lot down here today didn't sit right with me but in regards to the light I knew how the electricity worked in the building all lights from the basement level were connected at the fuse box if one light goes they all go I'm by no means an electrical engineer but I knew there was no way that light should be on now call it basic human curiosity or human stupidity but I found myself moving towards the light navigating around the crates until my hands were pressed against the wood paneling of the staff room door I pushed it and to my total bewilderment I was greeted by one horrifying sight well the cupboards were open now the doors jammed wide displaying the plates and cups within over on the far wall the coats and bags had come away from the wall hooks and lay crumpled in the carpet below in the pile a newspaper ad got that morning during my morning commute which has been neatly folded on the staff room table was now open and the pages had been pulled out and remember I almost couldn't breathe there was a kind of terror I've never experienced before or since and became instantly aware of how alone I was down here hello I heard the voice again but this time closer than before in fact this time it was right behind me now I'm not sure if this is a coping mechanism of the human brain but I remember the complete inability to turn around and face the owner of this voice I was aware of the presence directly behind me and knew only too well with the five turned in that moment I'd have seen something that I'd be describing to a therapist to this day my body went cold my hairs on the back of my neck were raised and I became aware of how annoyingly loud my heartbeat was beating I look forward and noticed the bottom half of our small cordless telephone poking out from underneath one of the newspaper pages the phone lets us make external and internal calls around the building my hands slowly and shakily reached for it still feeling the presence behind me and the unwillingness to turn around I pressed internal and won and instantly heard the faint sound of a phone ringing above me followed by footsteps moving from one side of the store to the other Yello then he said amused Amy can you come down here please I whispered my voice very slow and steady what's wrong she asked please come down here now I said this time with a hint of panic in my voice the phone disconnected and I heard the footsteps sprinting across the ceiling above and then silence oh the voice sounded so frail and gravelly now and I swear I could feel it stepping closer somehow being down here and going through this had made me ultra aware in a way that I haven't been since just when I thought I was about to crawl under the table with my arms wrapped around my knees I heard the most amazing sound in the world Hey then he said I turned around to see a very concerned looking Amy hey I whispered are you okay I nodded slowly I I just want to go upstairs I whispered again I felt her arm go around mine and she slowly escorted me out of the basement a while after I remember saying to Amy that she was my hero and that she saved me from quite possibly having a heart attack she found the story interesting and would often ask me questions on what I think I would have saw if I had turned to face it but I'm fine not knowing would it look like sometimes I wonder why I had reacted the way I had why did I feel such intense fear and was it my own insecurities and cowardice or had I sensed that I was in danger was the voice even real at all perhaps I had simply imagined it I think it's doubtful I mean I didn't create the mess in the staff room and Amy had seen a woman walk down stairs I don't know but I do know that I always remember this experience it will be my one unexplainable story I'm pretty sure everyone has one and this is mine [Music] before my wreck on March 29th I had some paranormal things happening in my new home I had moved into last December only about three or four occurrences but nonetheless freaky I got an apparition on a camera when snapchatting a buddy it freaked me out after I saw it it seemed like it was trying to make itself known it would turn on my electric keyboard and start a pre-recorded tune it would open my fridge bang on my wall then on March 29th I was in a wreck I shattered my femur and needed a rod through it i shattered my left foot by pressing the brake I cracked my sternum my passenger myself survived the other driver did not unfortunately in the hospital for the first week and a half they kept me drugged up on the lot it every two hours they would come in and put a high dose in my IV I would have family come in and I would almost never remember them coming except for those shapes that I put together in my mind because I always had my eyes closed in a trance where I was almost asleep but I never really felt fully asleep I would talk to my family you know it makes sense to me but when I stopped taking the drug so often they told me I never made sense the one person I remember is this man who I never met I remember him vividly details about him and I don't really remember details about anyone else I never had met this man and he never did speak when I asked my family or friends about him they say he was never actually there fast forward to the day I got out of the hospital I got home and immediately something happened It was as if I was being welcomed home I get through the front door and my mother and father is standing right next to me I'm in my wheelchair they just got me up the stairs into my trailer that I share with my girlfriend and my two roommates we were the only ones home and my bedroom door opens by itself and I've only been home for about two weeks and it's almost every day something happens mostly it's knocks that my girlfriend and I all here my ps4 turns itself on my TV will turn itself off randomly while being used my girlfriend never here any of it but I have to sleep on my counts because I can't get into my bed without a lot of help but she said last night the fan in our room started spinning like it was on three and the knob was on zero the only footage that I have is that at the snap that I sent tell me what you think [Music] many people don't believe the numerous paranormal encounters I've experienced in my childhood home but they have shaped the person I am today there's some background information you should know before I delve into my experiences I lived with my mother Grandma and Grandpa and a large two-story house in Manassas Virginia we were located the stone's throw away from the Bull Run battlefield literally I could step off my front porch and in ten strides being the trails now the Battle of first Manassas or the First Battle of Bull Run was basically fought in my backyard in the surrounding woods the Stonewall Jackson Memorial was about a half mile down the road from our home as well as the Old Stone school building dubbed the old stone house if you want to look it up repurposed as a wartime hospital for injured soldiers as a kid I would go with my grandpa metal detecting over the years in our backyard alone we found numerous spent bullets from muskets buttons from Confederate Union uniforms and loads of Native American arrowheads and old pottery now onto some of the creepy things my family myself and a handful of our guests have witnessed heard and felt as a child I slept in my mother's bed until I was 13 and the only reason I stopped was because we moved away from that house this is a story that is kind of creepy but honestly it gives me almost a sense of a guardian angel or something of the sorts I don't have any recollection of this but my mother just loves to retell this incident to me apparently I was about four years old and didn't sneak into my mother's room the night before that morning she told me how proud she was I slept in my own bed like a big girl my response was the nice man came and tucked me in and told me not to be afraid because he was watching over me she was a bit freaked out but it didn't seem sinister unlike some of the other events in at home and didn't push me for much info I also used to hear my name called around the house and bond it was almost like someone was calling from far away I remember asking my grandma she'd been calling for me but she did not she also confided in me that she heard her name called sometimes as well over the years we all heard ourselves being called but just tried to dismiss it my mom and I had the downstairs to ourselves and my grandparents lived upstairs they would go on trips a lot for stamp shows leaving my mother and I on the run of the house almost every time they were gone for a few nights weird things would start happening we would hear the TV and radio turn on upstairs but once we went to check it out there wouldn't be anything on we would also hear tons of footsteps going on through the upstairs as well as the toilets flushing at night our dog would lay over our legs and continuously growl at the ceiling it was so creepy seeing as she was a very sweet dog and hardly ever took - growling - anything else my mom and her three siblings had lived in the house as kids and teenagers and that tons of creepy stuff happened to them my uncle was sleeping downstairs in bed and woke to a man standing at the end of his bed he literally had to run past this man up the stairs and into his parents bedroom he told my grandpa what he had seen grandpa grabbed an aluminum baseball bat and headed downstairs now the previous owners had a schizophrenic son so my grandpa assumed he was having an episode and made his way back to the house in a confused state once downstairs they checked all the rooms but to no avail he then asked my uncle what the man looked like his description was of a young man in a gray uniform with no hands or feet his description closely resembled a Confederate soldier this was not the last time he was seen in the house my grandpa used to be a huge skeptic and only believes in what could be explained by science in fact while he was reading the paper in bed one night only to look up from the paper and see the after mention man the foot of the bed he stood there for a moment and then slowly faded away we'll needless to say this me my grandpa rethink a few things he also saw him many years later when walking by the open guest room upstairs the soldier was just sort of hovering over the bed he disappeared my grandpa's now a strong believer in spirits the story told me by my aunt brings tears to my eyes every time I retell it or think about it she was a young teenager and loved to take her horse out for night rides in the national park next to her house well she was in an open field surrounded by trees riding her horse in large circles and he began to freak out she thought at first that maybe he spotted a bobcat or cougar but quickly dismissed the theory when an overwhelming sense of dread washed over her it was then that she spotted it a hulking black figure the branches of a tree between her in the trail home she described it as being like a huge man but completely shrouded in blackness with a glare she could feel piercing through her his presence was a pure evil she decided to get out of there and wrote as quickly as possible past it when she arrived in her front yard it was there waiting for her in the fruit trees of the property my aunt had her horse raced to the barn and she put him out to pasture bridle and all she never saw the figure again but it still shakes her to the bone to even talk about it I'm going up my uncle was a bit of a hooligan and frequently snuck people into his bedroom window one night he heard two men having a conversation out of his bedroom I should add that his room was on the lower floor of the house and there was gravel outside of the window covering the ground as he listens to these matter he hears footsteps in the gravel and someone dropped keys we decided to open the window and tell whichever of his friends were out there to get inside and quiet down well when he looked out there there was no one there he thought someone was messing with him and told them basically to screw off or show themselves he heard nothing in response and figured it was one of his friends just messing around he eventually went back to bed only to hear the conversation start up again at this point he started to feel freaked out he got a gun and went outside only to find nothing again well I guess he thought it was over and life moved on over time though every year around fall I think the same event would take place in the conversation the footsteps in gravel in the keys dropping he apparently just got used to it somehow once I was born my uncle had already moved out and lo and behold that became my room I never heard the keys but on multiple occasions I did hear footsteps in the gravel and both my mom and I heard a conversation on the downstairs porch was a man and a woman this time we figured it was my grandparents outside enjoying the next night that morning when we asked them about it they were insistent that at that time though we heard them they were sleeping in bed we were both thoroughly freaked out [Music] these weird events happen to me in early 2014 in Tujunga a small town on the edge of the Angeles National Forest outside of Los Angeles California actually this is just the first of a series events that occurred during my stay in this wonderful but dark little town whose longtime residents called it's weird energy the Vale and claims it helps them keep the property developers away I ride horses and have a dressage horse who needs a lot of attention at the time I was keeping him at a wonderful little barn in the Angeles National Forest nearest my apartment in town for context I'm a five nine Athletic beef castle of a girl a ride ranked horses can take a punch and even though I'm politically very aggressive I have a sort of red-state vibe I'm originally from Kentucky loved guns I Drive an old Dodge 2500 and generally sauntered through life feeling stupidly afraid of most things and greatly overestimating my own abilities like the quintessential American dumbass I'm one of those people who is sure they would have one fear factor like no problem I was often the last person to leave the bond late at night and would turn all of the lights off making the place pitch-black darkness has never bothered me and I sometimes hiked alone at night on the fire roads for several months this awful bitch of a horse trainer kept this beautiful horse named Irish penned up in a miserable box stall at the back of the property in constant pain due to a serious problem called laminitis he broke my heart I spent about an hour every night with him holding his massive head and the Sheringham things will be better soon he was truly a sublimely wise and kind being it was as if he wanted to comfort me because I was so sad for him man thinking about him now my eyes are burning that situation really hurt me deeply I and many others confronted the old bitch about putting him down but she refused and animal control were useless it wasn't that front to everything that is good and decent in the universe to keep this horse in pain and isolated and if I ever get a terminal illness maybe I'll track her and got her anyway one night I came out to care for my own horse and irishes stall was empty he had finally been put to sleep thank God I was so relieved a weight lifted from my shoulders and I imagined him in the next world restored to youth and in tall grass I worked my horse groomed fed and put him to bed as usual I was the last person there it was about 9:30 p.m. I walked down the little road that ran between the horse corrals and turned off all the perimeter lights the farm became impenetrable black as usual only not as usual this time every fiber of my being was alive with adrenaline something is here with me fuck frozen listening the horses make their usual sounds shuffling in their wood chip bedding of scaring any sounds this thing could be making I slowly reach inside my sports bra for the thin switchblade I keep under my right boob something is here something is behind me in the black area by Irish's old stall not inline I thought unlikely the horses would be flipping out the smell it must be a method from the river wash hiding out planning to rob rape or kill me once the lights go down no it doesn't feel like that but it must be that right it has to be so I say what's up motherfucker you wanna bang heads with me bitch you want to get perforated tonight let's go nothing I don't think this is human panicking son I try to move stealthily down the little road sticking tight to the row of sheds staying off the road itself I had a huge new f-150 at that time and as I got closer I got my keys out hit the remote that lit up all the lights and I just ran for it rarely ran like fuck something is army and this could be life or death I get in block it and fish tail out of the dirt lot for some reason I didn't want to drive home I turned the radio on drove around the neighborhood caught my breath and somehow managed to convince myself I'm just a dumb girl who's probably about to go on her period and let her imagination run away with her I finally park it and go upstairs to my apartment my roommate was already asleep with her door closed I'm brush my teeth and fell asleep with my sweet old cat at some point in the middle of the night my ancient rescue cat wakes up and starts growling this really boss bitch growl like get the fuck out of my room dickhead kind of growl focus on the door at the bedroom I go back to sleep I had a series of terrible dreams that kept waking me up but the only one I remember was that a little troll like spirit and moves into the apartment with us he was about 3 feet tall he was invisible but had an outline kind of like the predator seen could perceive his form he had short little stubby legs hobbit style big feet he was portly he had big ugly pointy ears that went past the top of his bald head his arms were skinny and he had claw-like hands that was a shape but he was a very nasty little spirit the next morning on the drive into the office I called my roommate not wanting to prompt her I simply asked her hey girl how'd you sleep and she said I had the worst dreams dude it was like this little midget guy moved into our apartment sort of like a ghost or something and we couldn't get rid of them it was awful I nearly rear-ended the car in front of me when she said that I told her everything that had happened the night before and she was pretty stunned I said I'd call my dear friend will was degree in ru Vedic medicine to see what he says we'll explain that in some Eastern tradition to this believe that any soul who dies in pain is reincarnated as a negative entity who carries the rage and injustice of its situation into the next world so if you carry that to its logical conclusion Irish the beautiful being who passed away and then transmuted into this ghastly little fucker and attached himself to me me back to my apartment crap and let's just unpack this whole thing for a moment so a kindly soul is tortured for months until he dies and instead of receiving merciful healing he has turned into a shitty demon who tries to be my third roommate yeah great system we'll suggested that my roommate and I do the standard burning of the sage no idea why that's always the go-to move in hauntings but we did it we were both super uneasy in the flat and the cats were edgy he gave us instructions to do a meditation that night before bed it involves imagining that your body is filled with pure white light then you feel the aura around you with this light then you feel the aura around you with this light then you fill the room with this light then Tujunga then the state of California then earth and finally you will fill the entire known cosmos with this white light and it pushes the negative entity outside of your realm and we wish them a smooth transfer to a safe and healing place where their karma can be cleansed so they can have peace it sounds like woo woo shit but honestly it was very comforting and felt great to do it the next day all seem to be well the cat's went back to being barely awake and neither of us had any bad dreams what bothers me the most about this story isn't the little dude who moved into my house or the fact that it challenged my whole notion of objective reality and the existence of spirits or whatever it's the idea that there is no justice in the cosmos it's all just run by a bunch of casually cruel dicks who would do that to a sweet old horse it's really just unsettling as fuck I'm an atheist you but this made me realize that deep down I believed in or took for granted that there is some sort of fundamental goodness at work in the universe apparently not I thought again it's all just an ice cold shithole and no matter how good you are in this world you'll probably get fucked in the next and so that's just real swell that's the real horror story of this and it does haunt me everyone you ever loved your grandparents your mother your first pet knows what ghastly abomination they are today spirits and the paranormal had followed me in my entire life I'm not sure why but every house I have ever lived in eventually has some sort of paranormal activity my mom has theorized that because I am an intuitive I attract them but perhaps the most active home I have ever lived in was an apartment that I lived in from the time I was 12 until I was 17 so this will be pretty long the first instance to happen with my old baby loves to talk doll we had just moved in so my room had boxes of things that I hadn't gone through and gotten rid of so this doll was about 6 or 7 years old this thing had not worked in years the battery's having died long ago one night I was sleeping and all of a sudden I hear this fucking doll say abc123 I love you I have never bolted for my bed so fast I got my mom freaking out and as she came to check it out the thing was still talking and giggling so my mom tries to take the batteries out only to find out it only has one in it to begin with she took it to the dumpster that night the next big thing that happened to me was one night when I was playing my PlayStation ps1 all of a sudden the TV shut off for no good reason it was one of the old tube TVs so I leaned forward to turn the tv back on the picture came back but as soon as I let go of the button it would shut off again I have it down for a few seconds hoping it would fix it and my playstation randomly started restarting over and over let go of the button and the TV stayed on but the screen kept glitching so I tried to turn it off this time the TV would only stay off as I was holding the button down finally I decided to unplug it and plug it back in when I turned it back on it was on the introduction screen for the TV now this TV was top-of-the-line when we got it so when you first set it up it has this five minute video that plays to show you how to use it it is only supposed to play once during the initial setup there wasn't even an option to watch it again as soon as the video ended it turned off again and once again I had to hold the button down to keep the screen on at this point I went to tell my mom that the TV was broken as I'm telling her there's this really loud static sound coming from the living room we both go to look and the TV is on one of those empty channels with just static and the volume is turning up as we're watching the screen my momma plugs the TV tells me she'll deal with it in the morning so I'm sleeping I hear really loud music in my room and I assume it's the TV so I go out to ask my mom to keep it down as soon as she sees me she looks a little freaked out and since the TV is working again I was really tired so I just said good we don't have to get a new one he turned it down now I'm trying to sleep that's when I noticed that the TV was on and turning up again wala was watching it it was unplugged the last story I'll tell you about was one night when I was 15 I was really into working out so I was doing so in my room late at night as I'm doing my crunches I said in my head as soon as I'm done I'm going to get a granola bar so I finished my set got up to go to the kitchen and when I get to the dining room I see that the entire box of granola bars is strewn all over the floor and the pantry is wide open I just slowly step back into my room and hid under the covers until I fell asleep [Music] about five years ago I was taking a political geography course in college the professor was a friendly guy about 50 years old and had a stereotypical straight-talking no bullshit attitude he was from Texas one evening I was in his office for some extra help and the conversation led to a story he remembered when he was a kid about eight years old he remembered being in the backseat of his car while his parents were in the front and it was night time on a long Texas Road with nobody else around all of a sudden he remembered the car being completely bright with a rainbow kaleidoscope of color and he remembered the source of the lights being an object flying directly above them he said his parents were completely freaked out and screaming and it was complete chaos after about a half a minute its sudden stopped he said that he tried talking to his parents about it when he was an adult wondering if he had remembered it wrong as a kid but they acknowledged that it happened and didn't want to talk about it even he seemed uncharacteristically uncomfortable while telling the story [Music] I work in a mental health facility the facility itself was founded 75 years ago currently it is a residential treatment center for children originally it was a psychological ward most of my experiences are in one of the longest standing buildings the same building has a type of entryway though it's just got a bookshelf and a front door only used for esthetic purposes one of the walls in this entry was a punching bag of sorts for a particular patient and she did mad she would just go in there and take her anger out on the wall one day she broke through the wall behind the wall a room one desk one chair and acts the room will be completely closed off a mystery currently the building is being redone they've added large windows and extended some of the old unused spaces in order to make office space one evening I was walking to my car alongside these windows as it passed by a shadowy female figure with crazy frizzy hair left at me as if pounding on the window from the inside that one gave me a jolt these rooms are not in use at this time just empty and waiting for office furniture I took the same not to my car every evening it always gives me the hair standing up goosebump feeling I tend to avert my eyes from the windows not because I'm scared but because I know the probability of my seeing something is pretty high and I just rather not now a story that isn't mine regarding the building it's evening patients sleeping pounding on that door I previously mentioned that's rarely used staff jump get up check the door no one's there they figure that may be the facility officers are playing a prank so they call nope after their shift ends they all go to the observation room to check cameras the tape rolls they find the moment they see themselves jump up and scurry around and no one is there I've seen many shadowy figures heard knocking scratching and even crying and I will never ever be suckered into working overnight this place [Music] Rusk Texas 1984 Rusk Texas was a little sketchy back in the day according to my mom the town has a mental institution near it which added to the town's quirky reputation my mom worked at the car dealership that doubled as a repair shop that her dad my grandfather co-owned my mom was 22 at the time and she was a single mother raising my older half-sister three years old at the time it was a tough time for her just coming off a divorce with her first husband who was pretty much Nassau one day an elderly black man came into the shop to have a look at his car he was very very friendly to my mom he would come in a few times that year due to problems with his engine and believe this car was around two decades old at that time eventually he my mom became sort of like friends always talking about each other's families he'd bring cakes and cornbread with him every time sometimes he would drop by just to say hello as their friendship grew their conversations became personal and he knew that my mom struggles in depression they always listened to her calmly and patiently my mom says he seemed to know the right thing to say every time very uplifting guy apparently he lit the room up when he entered well one day my mom opted to take him home on the outskirts of town this guy lived outside the city limits of resk when my mom pulled up to his house it looked dilapidated like seriously it was in very poor condition mold grew in the right side of house the dark green pane was chipping the front yard was full of weeds with lots of overgrown shrubbery etc this wasn't a neighborhood either there were several acres separating his home from the ones down the road that's how it was in that entire area this part of Rusk was sprinkled with small wooded areas in open plains beautiful but not the kind of area want to get lost in at night given the Coyotes not to mention some illicit gang activity and drug dealing she felt sorry for him and watched him enter the house turned back and waved goodbye with a smile on his face before closing the door that was the last she ever saw of him about a month later so she wondered why it stopped coming by to the shop to say hello so she drove out to his house to see if he was okay the dude lived alone so maybe something had happened to him she thought she came to the house knocked no one answered my mom left and sort of brushed it off time goes by again and she still doesn't hear from him she decided to drive out there again no answer at the door she drove down the road which was very gritty dusty and with the roading pavement to the neighbor's house the neighbor answered and was completely puzzled when my mom asked about the old black guy down the road he told her nobody has to lived in that house since the 60s he legitimately had no clue what she was talking about afterwards she talked to a few people in the area down town by the auto shop and most of them said pretty much the same thing but hardly anybody lived on that side of town and that none of them had ever even heard of the elderly black man in that area she was pretty upset that he disappeared off the radar eventually my mom got her shit together got a better job and moved out to Nacogdoches in 86 where she eventually met my dad in 88 to this day my mom believes the bad guy was an angel at our department we had fairly strict policies regarding how we handled 9-1-1 calls that were either miss dials or dead air static I always send two officers out to the address to a certain why and how the call was made our state had a database of this information and put out statistics every year on this info additionally it was a fairly useful deterrent against the kids who loved prank calling and the old folks who called dispatch just to have someone to talk to like I stated before we were a fairly small County in this particular case involves some fairly strange 911 a newer subdivision in our County shortly after I began working as a deputy in early 2001 real estate developers began to build expensive housing in a newly cut subdivision that ran against one of the larger creeks in our County seemingly overnight a huge wooded area turned into eight hundred thousand dollars plus of housing at night myself and another deputy would go on foot patrol through the new subdivision it was a way to kill time and slow nights in another way to fulfill our curiosity about how big these houses really were however there was one larger Victorian style two-story house that overlooked the river that we typically did a quick patrol through and got the hell out of there I could never put my finger on it but I always had a feeling of uneasiness when we walked on the property and through the home as it was under construction the other deputy a good friend of mine always told me that shadows were watching him when we walked through that house we jokingly called the house Marilyn Manson's crib we never felt weird in any other situation or location in that subdivision months passed and most of the subdivision was complete by early summer people began to move in and all ships at the sheriff's department began to patrol the area however the house I felt strange and had seamen they came to a construction standstill from talking to the general contractor the real estate company had three potential buyers for the home but they all backed out for various reasons now this is not uncommon due to the high prices and uncertainty over property taxes but something in my mind just didn't add up after speaking to some of the subcontractors involved it seemed like the potential buyers toward the property and noped out of the deal as quick as possible around December 2001 a buyer was finally found for the house but the closing had to be delayed to finalize some utility issues in the area about two weeks before the new owners closed on the home our dispatch received a 911 call from the home with dead air I was on shift that night and took lead while another deputy headed my way I went over to our secondary radio channel and began asking a ton of questions to our dispatcher about the nature of the call all she could advise where she was getting dead air the callback number was showing all sixes 666 666 666 666 when I rolled up to the house the house was completely dark I stayed in my patrol vehicle and hit the house of my spotlight while I waited for backup to arrive nothing was found out of the ordinary and no signs of vandalism were discovered however the entire time I was there I felt the heaviness that I could only describe as someone pushing down on my shoulders and weighing me down we close the call out is unfounded after we cleared I let our patrol sergeant know what was going on they felt that it was an error with the 911 system and stated we needed to inform the day-shift dispatch supervisor the next morning I notified our dispatch supervisor about the air and was met with a perplexed look she proceeded to tell me that this was impossible because the utility company had not run phone service to any of the houses in that part of the subdivision yet apparently this was the utility issue that was preventing closing for the homeowners she stated that she was waiting until the end of the week to update the 911 system to reflect the new addresses as it would be a waste of time the load in new addresses with no telephone service thus the address could not have appeared on a computer-aided dispatch or the C ad system I believed our dispatch supervisor on an assessment she had been with the county for 10 plus years seen the 9-1-1 system designed and implemented and generally did a very good job so I took her on her word which unsettled me even more determined to get to the bottom of the issue I passed this issue on to the day sergeant and asked if one of the deputies could follow up with the phone company if they were out working near that house later that evening I found a note in my patrol box that stated phone company is working on the lines across the street won't be working on that address until later this week phone company doesn't know what's causing 9-1-1 issue maybe dispatch got the address wrong that night dispatch received another 911 err from the same house seemingly impossible address included once again we responded and nothing was found out of the ordinary the deputies that responded with me that night told me afterward that he felt like he was being watched the entire time we checked the perimeter of the home I still felt the heaviness when walking around the house as well the next morning the patrol sergeant and I both spoke with the dispatch supervisor and basically told her the impossible was occurring and we needed to get to the bottom of it she pulled the records from the night before and sure enough the impossible address was being sent from some unknown phone lines to our 911 which propagated out to the dispatch operator see ad and our in-car computers by that evening we all received an email from the dispatch supervisor stating that she had no idea how this was happening and believed it to be a glitch that she corrected in the 9-1-1 system however she added the new addresses anyway since the phone company was almost done working in the area basically she had no damn clue what was causing this problem we started getting nightly 9-1-1 calls to this house a patrol sergeant finally told dispatch we wouldn't be responding until the buyers moved in in some weird way this made me feel much better I absolutely hated responding to that house the next week on one of my nights off I heard on my radio that the patrol sergeant on the differential shift told two deputies to get to the bottom of what was going on at that house apparently he believed that kids were somehow tampering with the phone system and just trying to waste the county's time bored and somewhat curious I call the patrol sergeant on a cell phone and asked if the 9-1-1 call came in with dead air like it had for us multiple times previously he said this particular call was downright creepy he stated dispatch answered the call and it sounded like someone was either gagged or the phone was completely muffled apparently the person on the other end of the line sounded like they were in distress and sounded like they were talking at a rapid pace now at this point the new owner still had not moved into the house and as far as I know had not connected the phone service like all the other times before the deputies got on scene check the perimeter and look to the house to the best of their abilities and found nothing however one of them mentioned feeling unusually cold when walking near the back of the property I talked with him later as this was fairly strange since he was the only one who felt it in our average temperature at night in December hovers a little above 55 the deputy who reported the coldness was directed by the sergeant to park in front of the house for a couple of hours to look out for anything suspicious apparently the deputy lasted about another hour and a half before throwing up about six or seven times on the side of the road and took off for the evening I talked with him about his experience a couple of days later and he stated he felt fine after he left the area however he said the longer he was near the house the sicker he felt anecdotal at best but it still creeped me out a few weeks past the new homeowners husband wife and two kids moved in stayed less than three months and put the home on the market at a fairly substantial loss we received numerous 911 calls from the homeowners ranging from prowlers in the area to break-ins with a suspect still in the residence now the calls were coming from the alarm company instead of the homeowners themselves apparently they installed a fairly high-end security system with motion sensors that called the security company after the owners armed the system in the master bedroom before going to sleep eight out of ten calls we received were for motion sensor activation alarms I probably responded the total look 20 times in three months to the house I think the alarm company was out there almost as many times but could never find a defect in the system the owner husband was continually traveling for business leaving the wife and kids home for the better part of the three months they live there the wife was absolutely convinced the house was haunted now based on the contact I had with the wife I intended to believe her she was well educated very articulate in her description of shadows moving scared the hell out of me as that was eerily similar to what my friend encountered in fact my deputy friend who often responded to the calls with me made it known to the wife that he saw something similar before the houses construction was complete I still jokingly blame him for costing that family a ton of money after they got the hell out of there before the family moved we encourage them to get with their alarm company and install cameras that activated with the alarm system to see if they could get to the bottom as to what was causing the motion sensors to activate and call the alarm company however they never did I think the wife's persistence got to the husband and he sold the house just to get her to stop talking about it during the last month they were there our sheriff felt it necessary to send an off-duty deputy to sit outside the residence on more than three occasions just to ease the mind of the wife each time a different deputy sent all of them reported feeling strange while on assignment but no one reported seeing anything suspicious since the first family left that house was owned by at least 12 different families since 2002 we kept getting 9-1-1 calls that were either from the alarm company and/or dead air for as long as I worked at that department most owners didn't stay for more than a year and a half I think most of them stayed there just long enough to sell the house at a reasonable price to the next poor unsuspecting buyer I particularly felt that for a family who got stuck with the house during the housing crisis of o8 two no.9 I can't stress how strange this is as a majority of the original owners in the subdivision continued to live there and we rarely got calls to any other house in the subdivision I could probably write a book about that house based on the nine years I worked at that department [Music]

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