Story 1:
I was in bed one night when I felt something touching my foot. It was a tiny silver charm—a little angel. I was confused but kept it in my wallet for good luck.
12 years later, while living overseas, I went to our corporate party. A girl I was meeting for the first time stared at me and said I seemed very familiar. I told her she must be mistaken because I had never seen her before, and I had moved to France from the States roughly a year ago.
As we talked, I noticed her necklace—it had a charm exactly like mine, but it was gold. I rushed to check my wallet, but my charm was gone. I felt an eerie chill and went to find her again, but she had disappeared.
I never saw her again. I described her to my colleagues, hoping to find out who she was, but no one seemed to remember seeing her at the party. I still get goosebumps thinking about this story.
Story 2:
Occasionally, I hear someone call my name, sometimes really close or from another room. It’s only happened a few times over the last couple of years.
I haven’t told my husband or anyone else because I think it’s probably just “in my head.” Still, it has startled me quite a bit. © Ophelianeedsanap / Reddit
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This happened about 10 years ago when I still lived at my parents’ house. We have a corridor that connects the living room to three bedrooms and a common bathroom. One night, I was sitting in the living room watching TV when I saw what I thought was my sister going into my room. I followed her—or whatever it was—into my room, but no one was there.
Freaked out, I called my mom to ask where everyone was. My sister was in the bathroom, my dad was out, and my mom was cooking in the kitchen. © backx***b / Reddit
Story 6:
I was housesitting for my parents in a small town, and at the time, I had no cell service. Their house is in a big forested area and was empty except for me and my dog. Naturally, I spent the day watching horror movies.
Later, I noticed I had a new voicemail but no missed calls. This was strange because I still had no reception (it was spotty and particularly bad that day). When I listened to the voicemail, it was a garbled message that sounded like unintelligible speech. © Joyrock / Reddit
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One of my former coworkers, who was a preschool teacher, had a 3-year-old kid who was a bit unusual. Every day during nap time, he would lie on his side and just stare straight ahead, unblinking. One day, my coworker said, “It’s nap time, kiddo. Try to get some sleep.”
The kid shook his head and replied, “I can’t.”
“Why not?” my coworker asked.
“The man in black,” the kid said. “He watches me. He always watches me when I sleep.” Naturally, my coworker was a bit unsettled but didn’t think much of it until the kid added, “He’s standing right behind you.”
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When I was 15 or 16, I woke up one night with my bedroom light on. Without any control over my actions (and I mean, I have no idea why I did this), I stood up, ran as fast as I could to my door, opened it, and just stood there, staring at my mum’s bedroom across the hall. I then smiled and went back to bed.
I would have thought it was just a dream, but when I woke up in the morning, my bedroom light was still on. It still gives me chills when I think about it.
