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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/Sad_Path_5544 on 2025-07-04 16:15:14+00:00.

It occurred roughly 12–13 years back and has stayed with me since the day my wife first mentioned it to me.

My wife's grandfather got up one morning and told his wife the following: "Today I am going to die." She waved him off and said the man is joking or is being too theatrical and the man does not make sense. He went ahead and shaved himself, bathed himself, dressed himself up, went out and proceeded with his day as usual, around mid-afternoon fell asleep in his bed, shut his eyes and died while asleep.

It wasn't as if there were any pre-warning signs or noticeable symptoms of illness that day. He just seemed to know.

i’ve wondered always:

Did anyone else experience anything like this with someone close?

Is there any sort of reasoning — psychological, medical, or even spiritual — to account for this sort of consciousness before death?

Would greatly like to hear from you or stories like yours.

(Posting here to see if anyone has gone through anything similar — no agenda here, just curious.)

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/NeuroSpicy90s on 2025-07-04 15:33:17+00:00.

I live in a house that was built in the 1800s. It's a gorgeous home with a really lovely character. It originally belonged to my grandparents, and when they died, it was left to me.

There have been some odd and unexplainable experiences in my home. Some I have witnessed, others I have been told about.

I am a believer, but I need to have exhausted all other possibilities before I accept that something paranormal may have just happened.

For context, my son (14 months) is in the very early stages of speech, but he is consistent in responding accurately with the words he does know.

As of writing this post, the words (or his version of words) my son knows are: Mama, Oma (German for grandmother), Dog, Ro (our dog is called Rocco), Yes, No, Ok, Hi, Bye, Wawa (water), Nana (banana)

He loves to wave and blow kisses, but will only do this towards people (and mannequins, which is adorable).

Now, on to why I am writing this...

My son has started interacting with someone that I can't see. He becomes distracted from what he is doing, turns to focus on a specific area, waves, and says Hi.

He does this in all areas of the house, but the most common area is in the bedroom and upstairs hallway.

Around 3 weeks ago, we were in the living room. He pointed to a spot just in front of the door and said something that sounded like Abigail. I asked him to repeat what he'd said, but all I got was him laughing, pointing at the door, and saying Hi.

That was the first interaction, and it's been happening a few times a week since then.

The most recent was on Tuesday evening. I like to take him upstairs about 30 minutes before his bedtime so he can have a wander around the room, play with some toys, and watch an episode of Hey Duggee.

We were mid episode when he whipped his head around to the door, squealed, and ran over to it. He was waving like crazy and shouting Hi over and over to nothing.

I asked what he was doing, he pointed to something I couldn't see and laughed. I asked if he was having a chit-chat, he said yes. I asked who he was talking to, he said Abigail. Clear as day, Abigail.

That same night, I was trying to get him to sleep. I have him in my bed for a cuddle until he falls asleep, then move him to his cot. This night, he was very energetic, jumping on the bed and refusing to lie down. Then he looked over my shoulder to something behind me, stopped jumping and just stared at this spot for about 10 seconds. Then he, said "OK", immediately lay down and settled.

Part of me wants to attribute his behaviour to a young child exploring his imagination, but the consistency and how he interacts with "Abigail" seems to be a bit more than just make-believe. Plus, he just doesn't say any words with more than 2 syllables right now, so it's confused me as to why the next step in his speech is to start with that.

The other thing that makes me wonder if "Abigail" could be real is stories I have heard from my grandparents and a couple of friends.

My grandfather saw a little girl with blonde hair, in a blue dress, at the end of his bed 3 or 4 times. He said she looked about 5 years old. He described the experience as he would wake up and notice a child standing in his room, he'd take a moment to focus and once he could properly look at her, she would giggle and run out of the room.

My grandmother thought she caught a glimpse of her in the upstairs hallway once but said she ran down the stairs before she could really see her.

Honestly, I put those two things down to my grandfather had just woken up, so he was probably seeing things in his sleepy state. My grandmother had been told the stories by my grandfather, so she was already primed to see what she could describe as the little girl.

A friend of mine once told me that he felt weird being in the house because he kept seeing a child sized shadow running past the living room.

That one was a bit harder to explain, considering he didn't know the stories of what my grandparents had seen, and I never saw the shadow.

The other thing is, my son doesn't know any children called Abigail. My teenage niece is called Abi, but she is never referred to by her full name. Plus she lives in a different country and he has met her once.

I even went as far as to check with his childminder to see if any of the other kids she has might have that name. Nope.

So, reddit. What are the chances my son has made friends with a ghost?

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/QuietProtocol on 2025-07-04 10:07:56+00:00.

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/Turbulent_Fudge5674 on 2025-07-04 01:10:35+00:00.

So, my mum asked me if i was okay today which i found irregular because she knows im always okay, but she left earlier to go to the shops and i was in by myself, and im always quite paranoid. I lock doors, turn my tv down quietly and make sure i listen out for her coming home but recently ive started to hear little creaks from my loft (attic) but its always when im home alone and not when people are in the house i dont know if its the house settling or i actually needto get one of my parents to check up there.

Any ideas/tips?

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/EmTheGrey on 2025-07-04 01:54:11+00:00.

My childhood dog was a cockapoo named Nellie. She lived to be 13 before being peacefully put to sleep in early 2023. One of the saddest days of my life.

She was affectionately known as “Trash Rat” due to her willingness to eat absolutely anything - even learned how to step on unopened bags of chips to open them.

By her last few years, Nellie had gone blind, and was much more mellow and friendly after that, spending a great deal of her day simply napping in the sun on the couch (which she had to be lifted onto, unless nobody was looking, in which case she had no trouble jumping up herself.)

One of her favorite places to nap was in my room, on my clean laundry basket, while I myself was napping as well. I’d leave my bedroom door cracked slightly in case she wanted to come in; sometimes I’d wake up to her having “thrown” the door wide open by shoving it with her nose. If I forgot and closed it all the way, she’d sniff loudly under the door and scratch until I got up to let her in. At the time, it was annoying. Now I miss it like crazy.

A few weeks after she passed, I was trying to take a nap with my door fully shut. As happens at times, while I was half asleep, I started to experience sleep paralysis and hallucinations that were absolutely terrifying. My eyes were shut, but I could hear and feel things that shouldn’t have been possible - snickering laughter, my hair being pulled, a feeling of being strangled even. This is fairly common for me unfortunately, and usually it goes away if I manage to pray out loud.

This time, I didn’t need to. I heard a very familiar snuff sound at the door, then the sound of the doorknob hitting the wall. At the sound of her paws clicking on the floor, and the rumpling of fabric as she snuggled into the laundry, suddenly I woke up and was able to move again.

Of course, as soon as I did so, I remembered that she was gone; the door was completely closed, the lights off, everything.

I’m not claiming beyond doubt that my dead dog chased off the sleep paralysis demons. It could very well have just been my mind’s way of sort of “defending itself” from the fear.

But I can’t say beyond a shadow of a doubt that it WASN’T Nellie’s ghost helping me out - personally, I’d like to think the souls of our dogs would hang around for a while before going ahead to wait for us, wherever we go after.

Either way - I’m hopeful that one day, I’ll see Nellie again. Thanks for reading if you got this far!

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/PinkyEyes666 on 2025-07-04 00:24:09+00:00.

I've been encouraged to share an experience my wife and I had a few years ago. It's always 'haunted' me, because there's no logical explanation to it.

I want to start off by confessing I am an atheist and I do not believe in ghosts and/or the supernatural. I also don't believe in demons, angels, etc etc.

My wife, however, does. And she was born a christian, is still a believer, and while she doesn't go to church, her parents are active church goers, and from time to time, we both attend for special occasions (despite being an atheist, I'm not anti-religion).

I wanted to point that out, because in the context of what I'm about to share, I think it's relevant and also, good for you to know I'm not someone who points towards an experience as 'paranormal' without good reason.

Also, I my wife is very much into horror - she loves horror movies, horror books, and she runs a business creating horror curiosities, ouija boards as well as Victorian fairground themed dolls. Again, this provides added context to what I'm about to share.

So, back in 2016, we moved to a house in South Staffordshire (England). The house was roughly 100 years old at the time. A few weeks in, we started noticing bizarre things happening. We'd be sitting in the front room, watching TV, and we'd hear footsteps, or what sounded like footsteps, coming from up-stairs. It was so loud, we'd stop the TV or whatever we were doing, listening out and we'd hear it again. I'd go and investigate, only for there to be nothing and no-one upstairs (of course). It could only be floorboards creaking - that's the only logical conclusion. It's an old house, floorboards are going to creak.

Then, we'd wake up and picture frames would be crooked; the lid of the bin would be loose, or even off; lights would be on. Again, you could argue, there are logical explanations for all of these things. Anything could have cause a picture frame to move. Maybe one of us left the lid of the bin loose or not secure and leaving a light on without realising isn't uncommon.

Then there were the night terrors. My wife would wake up in the middle of night, screaming, adamant she'd seen someone in the room, or even floating above her head. But, again, it could be argued she was dreaming vividly, so much so she was convinced it's all real.

I could go on, but the point here is, every paranormal-like activity in the house, there was always an argument to rationalise what was happening, and the likelihood is, the logical explanation would be the accurate one.

So here comes the inexplicable thing...

In our dining room, we had an old fashioned bureau, and on the bureau was a sculpture of a hand. We'd put mail for one another in-between the fingers, or if we received a card for a birthday or whatever, it'd go in-between the fingers for a while...to be honest, most of the time I wouldn't even notice. One evening, my wife asked if I'd seen the card I got her (for when she got her Masters Degree). She said she'd had it on the hand sculpture but it's not there anymore and had I moved it. Like i'd said, I hardly noticed it and I never even knew she'd put the card there. So, we searched the entire room - I even lifted the bureau so my wife could look underneath. It was gone, nowhere to be seen. I joked "maybe the ghost took it". This became a running joke, whenever anything happened, we'd blame it on the ghost. Anyway, we moved on and agreed the card would have to show up at some point.

Weeks passed and nothing - the card wasn't anywhere to be seen. I'd even forgotten about it. So, it's coming up to my wife's birthday. Part of her gift, being the horror obsessive that she is, I got us tickets to a ghost hunt at an old 'haunted' pub. We've been to a few of these ghost hunts. Most of the time it's a load of nonsense, but it's a laugh and we meet some nice, if somewhat eccentric, people there. Overall, it's a good experience, even if we're standing in the dark for most of the time, calling out for a ghost that isn't really there.

So, we go to this ghost hunt, a few things go on, and then we're all split into groups to have use a ouija board. I'm dubious. I've done these on ghost hunts before, and because everyone wants to get spooked or experience something, it always felt like the glass was being moved on purpose. And I felt no different this time, even when the glass came to me (when we'd asked who does the spirit want to speak to). So, I asked silly questions, I can't even remember what I'd asked, until my wife said: "Ask if our house is haunted". So I did.

"Is our house haunted?"

The glass 'moved' to yes.

"Is it a friendly ghost?"

The glass moved to yes. Then I had an idea.

"Did this ghost steal my wife's card?"

The glass moved to yes.

"Can I have the card back please?"

The glass moved to yes.

"Can I have it back tonight please?"

The glass moved to yes.

I swear on my mother's life, we came home a few hours later, and in the middle of the dining room, on the floor, was my wife's card. This is weeks and weeks after it was lost, so the floor had been swept, hoovered and despite that, we searched so thoroughly for it, we would have noticed, or my wife would definitely have noticed, for sure.

This was about 7 or 8 years ago now...we've moved. We bought a cottage that's over 150 years old, but there's been zero activity (thankfully). But I can't explain or find a logical or rational explanation for what happened that night. It was really bizarre.

I'm sharing this here because I'm curious as to what others think, or if anyone has had a similar experience.

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/SilverEmotional7924 on 2025-07-03 21:54:56+00:00.

The love of my life passed away suddenly earlier this year. I’ve experienced what I believe are various ‘signs’ from him periodically, which I won’t get into here, but something happened the other day for the first time that solidified for me that he is not gone completely. I was cleaning my place, walking in and out of my bedroom. My room was a mess with clothes on the floor, and I kept stepping over this one particular dress. In my head I kept thinking, pick it up off the floor, every time I would step over it. It’s a favorite that I really like, and I have a photo and of me wearing it when I was with him. But I never picked it up. At some point I walked back into the bedroom again a few minutes after thinking that, and the dress was on the bed. Nothing else had been moved. It stopped me for a second and I really questioned whether I picked it up without thinking, but I KNOW that I didn’t. I’m not sure if he wanted me to wear it or was telling me to clean my room 😆 Who knows, but it gave me some comfort.

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/Lulu_Bear_1269 on 2025-07-03 19:06:38+00:00.

Hey! Has anyone heard of water horses or Kelpies? I’ve recently been having some weird stuff happening around on my property. A family friends had mentioned seen an elemental creature lurking around. After doing some digging, I found that these water horse things are exactly what I’ve seen. Anyone have any advice on what it could’ve came about or how to protect yourself?

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/yousokaren on 2025-07-04 03:42:40+00:00.

This happened many years ago, but I’ve never forgotten it.

A colleague of mine took his own life. He jumped. It was shocking and heartbreaking because he was honestly one of the nicest people in the office who was funny, kind, always smiling. No one saw it coming. He never showed any signs that he was struggling.

For months after, the whole office felt heavy. Eventually, life moved on as it always does, but of course, we never forgot him.

About a year later, a new girl named N joined us. She had no idea about what had happened. One day, N, another colleague from HR, and I were chatting near the HR’s desk. The HR colleague had a group photo set as her desktop wallpaper of an old group office photo taken before N joined.

N looked at the screen and casually pointed to one guy in the photo and asked, “Hey, who’s this guy?”

It was him. The colleague who had passed.

The moment she said that, both the HR colleague and I just froze. We looked at each other, and then told her the truth that he had passed away, and how. N’s jaw literally dropped. She went pale and said, “I keep seeing him around the office.”

She said he was always just quietly around. Watching. Never speaking. Just there.

That’s when she told us she sometimes sees things other people can’t. And it wasn’t just once or twice as she’d seen him enough to recognize him in a photo.

It sent chills down my spine.

I don’t know what to believe. But I do know some people leave a mark so strong, it lingers long after they’re gone.

Note: I used ChatGPT to help me write this out properly because I wanted to tell the story clearly. Please don’t come at me for that please! this is a real memory and I just wanted to share it in the best way I could.

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/Humble-Stranger6445 on 2025-07-03 09:36:31+00:00.

So last Friday afternoon arround 19:00 I went to the beach with a couple of friends. I live in Greece so our beaches are really long and mostly not occupied by beach bars or people.

We set the tables, folding chairs and our music in our secluded spot and went for a swim while blasting music in our little speaker and drinking beers from our mini fridge. At around 21:00 while the sky was darkening we sat around and I was looking at the waves and ripples sipping my first beer of the night.

Suddenly and eary calm settled over a specific spot in the see and I was immediately drown to it. The hair on the back of my neck stood tall and I watched a spot in the rippled see which wasn’t rippled at all and I though how unusual it look. How foammy the see was and at this spot the water wasn’t moving at all. That’s until I saw something like little footsteps on top of the water little oval spots like something invisible was walking on top of it making the water move like when a person steps inside the sea. It took 3 steps forward toward the sand and one another a little to the right towards me till the water ended and the ripples began again in the spot that prior was settled .

It freaked me out but I didn’t duel on it .. I still don’t know what it was but at the sight of the steps my stomach churned and my body was screaming get the fuck away. Still I stayed rooted to the stop my eyes fixed on the steps that faded. A buddy of mine talked to me and I looked away. The sea was normal afterwards and nothing happened till 12 at midnight when we packed to leave …

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/chefjeff198633 on 2025-07-03 17:33:13+00:00.

Back in march I found out I have cancer and I June I had part of my kidney removed. Last night I dreamed I had to go to the hospital because they found more tumors and while I was there my wife’s recently deceased grandmother came in my room to talk to me. She was smiling and very pleasant to be around but told me I’m supposed to be with them in and that I was going to have to start chemo and that is wasn’t going to work but I had to do it. The very next thing an angel showed up next to her and said they needed me to come with them but I had to do chemo first. She said it’s not going to hurt and it will be like I feel asleep in bed next to my wife. They told me everything will be ok and I just need to let things play out as they happen. I woke up and have never had such a vivid dream before. I’m also not a religious person so for an angel to show up really throws me through a loop. I want to tell my wife about it but I also don’t want her to get any more freaked out about the cancer thing

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/idk_11140 on 2025-07-02 19:24:21+00:00.

Okay for some context I am 17 and my parents have been split up since I was around 4 years old. My mother lives in town right next to my school so I stay at her house during the week and go to my Dad’s house on the weekends. Now that summer has started i’m at my Dads a lot more and am starting to notice these instances happening more frequently.

To give some background, my Dad lives about 20 minutes outside of town in the middle of nowhere. Like I’m talking we are the only house on our street. He bought this house around 2 years ago and we had an interesting experience quite literally the day he moved in. The house is outside of a very small town with only one restaurant, so the day we moved in we thought to go and try it as it would be the only place to get takeout in the area.

The second we go in and sit down our waitress somehow clocks that we’re new to the area and asks what brings us to town. We told her that we had just moved in to a place nearby and gave her the road number. She immediately “Oh the old red house?” and says the address. Shocked, we tell her yes and asked how she knew. She said that she used to live in that same house a while back with her husband, but sadly he had lost his battle with depression and she had to move out. We gave our condolences and ordered our food. Later when she came back to the table, she mentioned that near the end of her husbands life (when things had gotten bad) she would leave little notes around the house to remind him that she loved him. We thought it was sweet and carried on a short conversation with her, ate our food, then left. When we got back to the house I started to look around to get used to the place and when I walked out into the shop in the back of the garage I noticed a little heart drawn on the door with the words “Jack n Jodi” written inside it. I showed my dad and he took a picture of it. We drove back to the restaurant and showed it to her and assured her that we would leave it alone and wouldn’t get rid of it. She started crying and gave my dad a hug and that was that.

After that we went back to the restaurant plenty times and quite literally never saw her again. Whether it was a chance encounter or something else I’m not sure, but that is the most tame experience to come out of moving into this house.

Now to clarify, the inside of the house isn’t the problem, it’s the outside. My dad and I have both mentioned that we feel a presence in the house, but it’s not anything scary or malicious. Matter of fact, it’s a calming presence and seems to be protective of the house. Whereas outside of the house is actually terrifying. I began to notice I would get a really bad gut feeling anytime I was out there alone during the night time (which is a lot given my dad works from 4PM to 4AM). There are 2 windows in the house that don’t have drapes and whenever i’d be near them i could feel eyes on me, but I didn’t start seriously worrying about these feelings until one day around 8PM while my dad was at work.

I was home alone watching TV with the dog like usual until she jolted up off the sofa and began barking like crazy. I followed her to see what the deal was and she ran straight to the door and started losing it, quite literally shaking and foaming at the mouth. My dog is very friendly and chill so I was really confused as to what her problem was. But then I heard knocking. Loud intentional knocking. We live in a place that is so secluded it is impossible to accidentally stumble upon our house. I was confused about who would be at our house at this hour, given my dad is never home at this time, and then I heard talking. Something that sounded exactly like me began to talk as it continued to knock on the door.

“Hey dude it’s me let me in. I don’t know where my key is man open the door.” I have never been more horrified in my entire life. Hearing my own voice call out to me shook me to my core. I stood there frozen for a solid 30 seconds before grabbing the dog and literally dragging her away from the door. I hid in my room with the volume on my TV all the way up until it stopped and even then, I didn’t leave my room.

This was just one, more severe instance. On the more tame end of things it’s common to hear tapping on windows, random thumping outside, and odd vocal sounding noises once it’s gotten dark out. It feels like whatever is out there is desperately trying to find a way inside the house. I consulted a friend of mine who works at a holistic store and she recommended I put selenite on top of each doorway that leads outside of the house and black tourmaline in all four corners of the house and I did both. I still hear things like this outside and have heard knocking on the door since then, but never anything inside the house.

Does anyone know what this might be or how to handle it?

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/wxnderlxn on 2025-07-02 08:03:58+00:00.

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/Lolofly47 on 2025-07-03 03:36:11+00:00.

My mom and I are estranged after I found out she was addicted to drugs, she choice to stop all communication with me.

A few weeks ago while walking in the park I felt her presence a lot even though she wasn’t really there, I’m a spiritual/religious person and the only other times I felt a presence like this are times when I believe that I felt Jesus presence.

This has gotten me thinking and wondering if possibly my mom passed away and is trying to give me a sign that she passed away.

My mom choice to go no contact with her whole family so if she possibly did pass away there would be no one to no where to find her at and there wouldn’t even be anyone for the authorities to call especially if she didn’t have any ID on her.

The last I was in contact with her which was 3 years ago I did know that she was living in bad conditions and didn’t really have anywhere to live. But anytime my step dad or even my dad side of the family tried to help her she would push them away and say that she didn’t want any of our help and eventually stop contact with us (this has been going on for years).

Sorry if this is the wrong sub for this I just don’t know where else I can post something like this at.

TLDR: I felt my mom’s presence and am wondering if this means she passed away and is trying to show me a sign, has anyone else ever experienced anything like this?

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/Fatbeau on 2025-07-02 09:21:16+00:00.

My lovely cat Sid was killed last Saturday, left in the road by some heartless driver. Later that day, I'm sure I saw him running up the stairs at home, I'm 99% sure it was him. That evening, my daughter admitted she thought she saw him going into her room. I hadn't mentioned my experience to her, and she is not a believer in ghosts or the paranormal. I am, and she thinks I'm nuts. Was it him I saw? I really really hope so, it comforts me a lot to know he's ok. Has anyone else seen their spirit pets?

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/WALUIGIS_PENIS_6969 on 2025-07-02 14:26:51+00:00.

I sleep alone and lock my door at night, the whole room also smelled like rotting meat, and a had to air my room out to get rid of the smell

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/No_Village7162 on 2025-07-02 14:05:23+00:00.

As the title states, I am a childcare worker and the children I work with are all aged between 2 and 3. Today I took one particular child who is 2 and a half into the toilets/nappy changing room and placed him on a nappy changing mat on the floor. He immediately began pointing at the ceiling excitedly and talking about a ‘sheep.’

There are no stickers or artwork in this room, the walls are painted blue and the ceiling is white. The only thing on the ceiling is a light and some cobwebs, neither of which resemble a sheep. I asked him about the sheep and looked in the direction he was looking, and he said ‘happy sheep.’ While smiling at something I obviously couldn’t see! He then moved his eyes to the wall and I asked him to point to where the sheep was and he now pointed to the wall. So this weird invisible sheep was moving around the room. He kept repeating ‘daddy’s sheep, sheep is happy.’ And his eyes were fixed intently. As I changed his nappy (feeling slightly creeped out) and took him back to the classroom he waved at the wall saying ‘bye bye sheep!!’ Just an interesting and weird anecdote from work today!

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/rainbowmo0 on 2025-07-02 05:15:36+00:00.

Something that still troubles me to this day. In my old house, I lived alone. Just me and my pup. I wasn’t in a relationship, had no hookups, friends, or anyone visiting at the time. A leather jacket appeared in my house, slung over the barstool chair after a series of weird sounds at night from above my bedroom.

I have never owned a leather jacket. Nobody was at my house. I did not borrow it. It haunts me to this day.

Yes, my dog had been acting weird on and off.

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/Unhappy_Ad7034 on 2025-07-02 01:45:19+00:00.

I'm not talking about cats and dogs begging for food and what not, but wild animals in forests, untammed by humans, if that makes sense.

When I go camping, I bring shelled peanuts to feed blue jays and occasionally a squirl or chipmunk gets to them before the jays do.

Anyways, when I was throwing the peanuts near the jays, a tiny little bird, forgot the name of it, came to grab some too. It came, picked one up, flew away, came back, picked one up, and flew away...but the third time, it came back and flew to my face chirping and just hovering around my face. I took a step back and was all, WTH, and then it flew to a tree and looked at me.

The first thought after, wth, was, "oh you want unshelled peanuts". So I unshelled 3 peanuts, placed them in my hand, extended my hand out and the little bird flew to my hand, landed on my fingers and ate a peanut, then took one and flew away.

Idk, it could just be a weird coincidence, but wouldn't most people fling their hands to shoo away the bird in their face, or after being wth, walk away and stop feeding birds?

Have you ever had something like this happen? Maybe not feeding a bird, but a moment with an animal you can but can't explain?

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/Popular-Nature3715 on 2025-07-01 22:29:49+00:00.

For me i think Hearing voices or almost leaving home when I was sleepwalking as a child

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/Ok-Dingo-5202 on 2025-07-01 16:50:16+00:00.

When I was younger I used to wake up and see myself sleeping. I could walk down the stairs and mull around my house while out of my body until things started growling and snarling at me.

Things took a dark turn when every night I was plagued by sleep paralysis. I couldn’t move and there was a sharp pain in my back, things that looked like shadowy people were all around me whispering, screeching, all that crazy stuff.

I learned if I forced myself to move I’d wake up, or if I prayed they’d go away. At some point I was able to scream back at them and I’d wake up.

These things happen to me every once in a blue moon. I’m looking at it more so as a disorder than a paranormal thing, though paranormal isn’t completely off the table for me. What do you guys think?

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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/1987RAF on 2025-07-01 13:14:29+00:00.

First off, I never believed in ghosts until I worked nights in a prison and then I was a convert as a lot of weird things happen in prison at night - banging gates that are pulled wide open to allow staff access / dark corners that reach out at you when you walk past, the feeling of being followed etc, but anyway I digress....

Last year we moved into an old vicarage. Lovely house, perfect for us. I arrive first and got the keys as my husband was sorting the movers and making sure the house was packed up.

After I did the customary walk around I was sitting on the stairs waiting for him to arrive working out what order we were going to do things and making notes on the stairs when a door closed on its on. Odd but cool, must just need an adjustment.

As the move was over 2 days (relocating from midlands UK to North Yorkshire) we had a blow up bed for the first night. In the morning I was rudely awoken by a loud bang and the bung had been removed from the blowup bed and it deflated very quickly. I made a comment about the door the day before and was told that no, the house isn't haunted and the bung must has just not been in properly.

Fast forward a year later and we have had the following:

One bedroom door regularly opens and closes on its own. It fits into the latch and is secure 99% of the time and you always have to turn the knob to enter the room.

Loud bang in the middle of the night. The mirror in the bathroom fell off the wall and smashed into pieces.

Digital scales in the bathroom turn on and do the 'thinking' icon when it works out weight.

Laying in bed and hearing a door knob rattle a few times, the door then opens and closes after itself.

Motion sensor light in the hallway activating when we are in bed

Both of us downstairs and hear noises upstairs. Eventually go up and find my iPad has unlocked itself and playing YouTube videos

Everything happens on the second floor (3 floor house) and is confined to one corner of that floor (bedroom 3, bathroom next door and the hallway area between the two rooms). Everything that has happened doesn't bother me apart from having to drop £50 on a new mirror. The problem is no one else believes me including my husband who always tries to rationalise everything. Apparently ghosts wont know how to use an iPad and why would it want to open and close doors when it can just walk through walls are some of the replies when I raise the ghost has been active again. Whats everyone else's experiences with ghosts and modern technology (can they use it?) and thoughts on if the house is haunted? I'm a firm believer and don't want to force others to believe but other views would be good.