This is sort've a sequal to the previous topic I posted ages ago about ghost stories. I was gonna revive it, since it's october and halloween is coming up, but I decided instead to make a sequel to it.

Instead of just ghost stories, tell of other experience you've had, or yer friends or family have had that they can't quite explain, or maybe experiences with cryptids, or UFOs. Of course, don't forget the ghosts.

I've already shared my ghost stories, or most of them, and I don't really have any unsolved mystery type stories of my own... but I have a few that reliable sources (people who didn't believe in this stuff till it happened to them, and still found it hard to believe afterwords) have told me.

The one I'll share here is of a cryptid (for those who don't know, a cryptid is a creature that may or may not exist - like big foot or nessie).

In the place I lived before this one, we had a neighbor down the road who related this incident to my mom and I. They were sitting in their living room one evening, when both their dogs jumped up and started going crazy, and ran to their back door. Their back yard had a high fence around it, a chainlink one, so the dogs couldn't get out. The second they opened the door, the dogs ran to the fence in the corner nearest the forest by their house. It was still light out - the sun hadn't quite set yet, so they could easily see what was lurking in the forest on the other side of the fence. What they told us they saw was a large cat, larger than the known wildcats of the area, and it was completely black.
I live in IA, and I did then as well, and as far as I've heard, the DNR denies the existance of any black panthers (or even anything larger than the wildcats we have) in this area of IA.. or in the rest of IA. Yet I've heard there's been many sightings of not only black cats, but mountain lions as well (there's even a picture somewhere of a mountain lion that a hunter shot in IA).


Anyways, time for you people to tell yer own stories! Or maybe relate more popular ones you've heard or read?

One of the best ones I know of, is this: http://www.wisn.com/news/10400716/detail.html

During the time this was going on, my best friends' grandma looked up where the latest sightings had occured and drew a line with a ruler based on them. The line went straight to where I was living at that time.

Which was super super creepy! So I moved. Well, I was in the middle of moving ANYWAY but it was still very creepy. Still creeps me out when I think about it.

On June 30th, 2006 my cat died under my bed. Even if his expectancy of death was high, no one ever suspected he would have died under my bed. My dad came in and asked, "Do you know where Meeko is?" (Meeko was my cats name) I don't know why, but I answered, "I think I have an idea of where he might be." I checked under my bed and he was in the process of rigor mortis already. He must have died 10-15 minutes earlier before I found him through that state. My whole family was devastated, especially my dad because he was really close to him. We then buried him in our backyard near our stream; a peaceful place to rest in peace we thought.

The next few days, I kept thinking about my cat. I felt really lonely. I went to bed one night and I felt as if I was in both reality and in my dream state. I think I was in reality though. My cat was on lamp and he was talking to me. I remember yelling, "Who are you?!" and he bursted into flames. Quite violent, indeed. I then went back to my bed and went to sleep. I can't remember what he said to me. I woke up in the same position as I did when I went back on my bed. That's something I won't forget.

Good idea Farren, thanks for doing October justice! Autumn is my favourite season - the slight chill and smell of the air, the brights colours, and of course Halloween!

During the summer of 2008 Nemo Kiana and I were walking in the community paved paths in the area that go through semi-wild area. It had just gotten too dark to see very well. As we strolled hand-in-hand down the swirling path, we came upon a section of it that was more straight - with townhouses to our left and the forest to our right. Our way was lit by the lights from the townhouses' backyards.

I stopped suddenly with a jerk and pulled Nemo back with me. I had suddenly seen something on the pavement between 5 and 10 meters from us, I don't remember exactly how far. Something was crossing the pavement from the left side (townhouses) towards the right side (forest). It was one of the strangest looking beings I'd ever seen. It looked to be between 1 and 2 feet tall, it had a head the size and shape of a potato (maybe slightly larger) and it looked thin. The creature looked like it was carrying something in its arms, like a small shoebox. It was limping back and forth, seemingly having trouble crossing the path as though the box was too heavy. In fact to even MOVE it was limping forwards and backwards, not unlike a rocking horse. I'm not very good with visual descriptions, but I remember that the creature gave me the impression of being a miniature, shrunken old man.

The distance between the town houses and the forest was about 3 meters. Nemo and I stood in silence and listened, we both heard it: very clearly the rustles of the bushes near the trees alongside the path. If I was on my own I might have attributed the experience to my imagination, but we both heard the sound, and that's confirmation enough for me that something, whatever it was, was still there. Nemo backed off first and sprinted back in the direction we came from, and after taking one last look at the bush, I made a run for it too.

Thanks for the replies so far. You've all got interesting stories :3

Anyone else?

A list of wikipedia links about spooky stuff you might be interested in: http://www.renmero.com/wikipedia/

As for personal experiences... I'm certain I saw a UFO once. Alien in origin? Probably. One day when I was walking home, I just so happened to look in the sky and saw an orange, oval or egg-shaped thing floating there. It was sort of translucent and had a blinking center. It didn't move like it was being propelled through the air like an airplane, and it made very precise turns that are not possible for airplanes. It vanished a few seconds after I saw it.

Some time later I was going through my uncle's old conspiracy books (he used to be really into studying cults, UFOs, ancient astronauts, etc) that he had left at my grandmother's house. And sure enough, one of his UFO books described what I had seen exactly. It was pretty awesome, in a spooky sort of way.

edit: In fact, when I get back home I'm going to find that book and copy the excerpt about the UFO here.

New Year 2007/2008. Ever heard of those triangular shaped UFOs? 

http://www.iwasabducted.com/ufogallery/wallonia061590b.jpg

So, it was 10 minutes after midnight and I went outside to a bridge over the Danube to see some fireworks, when I saw two of those things. They were actually very close to me. I cannot remember how close they were, but I thought "UFOs" would usually be small dots in the sky. The things I saw were much closer than that, so I was never sure whether they actually were "UFOs". Nobody was interested into those two things, but I took my camera and started to film them as I've heard about triangular shaped UFOs before. I just looked at my videos again: I can see four lights, as if it was square-shaped (although: on the picture I posted above you can also see four lights). The lights were also flashing (on one UFO)... flashing as in: The light gets stronger, and then back to normal again. This makes me think that these things maybe weren't UFOs? All I know is that when I saw these two things, they reminded me of the triangular UFOs.

P.s.: I have two videos, on the first one there's no flashing lights (although on both videos I didn't concentrate on the UFOs, I mainly wanted to film fireworks)

http://www.geocities.com/topsecretresearch...ctangle_ufo.jpg

Actually... this photo looks more than it, because two of the lights were white, the other two red (just like on this photo).

Edit: Just read the wiki article
"Since that event, hundreds of observers have reported enormous, totally silent, black triangular craft hovering or slowly cruising at low altitudes over cities and highways, usually at night and making no attempt to evade detection. The craft are even described by many observers as having some sort of "running lights", either bright white lights or pulsing colored lights. These lights usually appear at each corner of the triangle. Sometimes a red pulsating light is seen at the center." That's what it looked like x)

I've heard some stories like that before, Mr. Kudo... actually read about a few happening a few years back in Illinois.

Anyone else?

Surely there's tons of furc people who have stories such as these? D:

This past July, I was staying in Massachusetts with my friend Samantha and her family. One night, me and my friend's sister, Kaitlin, decide to sneak out and walk to the HUGE forest in Braintree called Pond Meadow Park. Lately, there had been a monster lurking around the entire area of the PMP. Cats had been mysteriously disappearing and the only evidence was this blood curdling screech that no one in the universe could even begin to even embark upon imitating. Several nights, the Screecher would travel to the corner of Sam's backyard and wail it's bloody tune. Sam's mother's boyfriend imitated the beast while they were up on the deck, or tried to, and it screeched back as if it were a couple feet closer. They were freaked out. Eventually they found out that it was a Fisher Cat--loathsome animals. They're like a cross between a giant rat, a weasel, or whatever. Apparently they eat cats and small dogs.

So back to the sneaking out story. We were happy and of course, I was freaked out and said we should go back because we don't know who's in the woods or not at night or if we'll run into coyotes... but we went anyway. They lived off of a road that went from a road that went to a main road and their road went all the way to the end of a culdesac and also another way that went to a dead end. The dead end road went to a culdesac as well. That particular dead end can lead to a trail behind an elementary school that goes to Pond Meadow Park.

Here's a map for reference: http://www.pondmeadowpark.org/assets/downl...k_map083007.pdf

If you look, you'll see Morrison school and the culdesac is near it. So we're walking down the road and all of a sudden out of the corner of my eye, I see a rather large beast run into the middle of the street some couple yards away. I swing my left arm outward and as if I were stopping Kaitlin from moving anymore and I tell her, "We have to go. There's a coyote." This thing looked bloodthirsty as heck and it was staring doom at me with it's plastic covered eyes. Kaitlin was like, "Where I don't see it?" and I told her to bend down and look at it and she saw it. she started freaking out and I told her to walk slowly backwards. We did that for a yard or two and then the animal bolted off behind a neighborhood house. That's when we started running for our lives. Coyotes are known to hunt in packs and we didn't wanna be around when it was with it's posse.

Crazy stuff. x.x

And let's not even get started on the Michigan Dogman... D:

Michigan dogman? O_o I have something to go look up now...

And thanks, Trees! That's a great story. We have coyotes here, too, but they're rather small.

Anyone else? Is just two weeks left till halloween, let's see how many stories we can get! :D

Less than a week till halloween... does no one else have tails of the unsolved to tell?
And ghost stories are welcome, too!

I think it's time to stop bumping this thread... xP

This is likely the last time I'll be bumping it or anything... it was for halloween, and since that's on saturday, that means it won't be needed much longer.

When my daughter was little, she talked a lot about seeing ghosts. They were her imaginary friends and we usually played along with her when she'd tell us about them and talk to them. She would tell us about "ghost world" where they'd come from and her companion ghosts that stayed with her all the time. It was cute and part of her bubbly, "fairy child" personality. This all happened before her she was 6 years old, but on her 6th birthday she finally managed to spook me enough that I had to question my perceptions.

Her dad was in the military and inspected old radar sites all over the southwestern US and was often away from home. One summer we went with him when he was inspecting a site in an old Northern California resort town on the ocean. We rented one of the old, rickety time-share houses that had obviously been popular once but no one seemed to care about anymore. There was even a huge population of feral cats in the area that had been abandoned.

The town had an air of neglect and forgotten dreams. It had been almost totally wiped out in tidal wave in 1964. The only surviving building in the harbor was an old bar dating from the 1800's gold rush. No one knew why it withstood when nothing else had. They had made it into a restaurant in recent years, but it still had the antique, hand carved bar intact. The place had a lot of atmosphere and when we visited, Jossie asked to have her birthday dinner there.

The night of her birthday there was a bitter cold wind blowing off the ocean, we got all dressed up and made our way to the old bar. As we came in, we looked at all the pictures of the tsunami devastation they had on the walls and read about the lives lost. As we sat down to eat, Jossie became very quiet and big eyed. I thought she was overwhelmed with the birthday excitement but it wasn't like her to sit still long. Finally near the end of the meal when she didn't even seem excited about the chocolate cake they were going to bring out, I leaned over to ask if she was feeling okay.

At that point she looked at me with a white face and frightened blue eyes and said, "Mommy, I need to talk to you outside." One thing you need to understand about Jossie is that she was born with a slight deformity to her upper jaw that caused what is called an "open bite", meaning that her front teeth didn't quite meet when her jaw was closed. This caused a very pronounced lisp and even I had trouble understanding her when she was younger. However, her cake was about to come out and it was freezing outside, so I ask her to wait to talk to me until later. She waited until the cake came and then started tugging on my sleeve and insisting to go outside. I leaned down and she whispered in my ear, "Mommy, there's a ghost-lady here and she won't leave me alone!" I agreed to take her into the restroom to talk.

She held my hand tight as we walked to the restroom and she wouldn't speak until I'd locked the door. Then she turned to me with a glazed look on her face and in an old time accent with no lisp at all, she proceeded to recite me a 15 line poem about a lost love at sea and how he would never return. I stood there in shock for a moment and then reached to pick her up. She started to cry then and sound like herself, saying she didn't like that ghost and she wanted to go home.

I carried her back to the table and told her dad to pay the bill and took her and her brother outside in that cold wind to wait for him. We didn't go back there the rest of our stay and she seemed mostly fine. Only one other incident happened on the trip. As we left the area one of the poor stray kitties had evidently crawled up in our engine to get warm and it died. We didn't tell the kids when we found it. But all the way home Jossie kept calling, "Kitty, kitty, kitty" and playing with her new ghost kitten.

My whole family has these weird ghost stories, most of which have become pared down to the essentials over time.

There's one weird thing that's been happening a LOT lately though, in the temple-room I keep in my home.

We have a shrine that houses a pair of statues. These statues have had an "Opening" ceremony performed on them, meaning that they are seen as subtly (or not so subtly) alive by devotees. The shrine should, ideally, be opened at dawn with an offering of incense, and closed at dusk with the same. Well, being that I don't wake with the dawn (I.e. I'm asleep at that time), they've seen to the opening and closing themselves.

When I get up in the morning, without fail, the shrine is open. I'll close it at dusk, and find it open again the next day. However, a few times I've "missed" closing it... and have walked into the temple-room to find it's already closed, or in the process of swinging shut. My fiancee has seen it shut as well, and has also been awake late enough to see it open. They're, um... a bit "unsettled" by it to say the least.

That's a scary story Emmie, thanks for sharing!

...and Halloween is on the AMC channel - yesss, it's definitely Halloween timeee!

And now it's halloween, and I want to close this with another story of my own... *hmms, and thinks*

I know, I'll close with one or two of the stories of my family!

You see, my family members all seem to be magnets for the paranormal - ghosts, in particular. Every place any of us have lived has been haunted. Wasn't haunted before we lived there? Well, it was by the time we left.

Here's two before I was even born, that happened in the house my mom grew up in. These were regular events for her and the rest of the family, happening on a daily or weekly basis, or at least once a year.

The first is the hunter... If I remember right, the hunter appeared in the kitchen of that old house... what'd happen is, They'd be in that room, talking or something, and suddenly a pink rabbit would jump out of the wall, run/hop across the room, and disappear through the other wall. A short few minutes later, the hunter - a man dressed in furs and skins and carrying a gun - would appear out the same wall the rabbit had, chasing after it. She told me that this happened a few times when they had people visiting, and their general reaction was 'I didn't just see that' followed by 'I didn't either.'

The second, I've only been told once or twice, and I don't have the details remembered clearly. Apparently, a long long time ago, back in colonial times, there was a raid/massacre in that area. The people of the town then knew it was coming, but didn't have enough time to get everything they needed to someplace safe. They hid the children too young to run under their own power, and ran to hide in the forest to escape the people who would murder them, intending to return after the raid and retrieve their children. Things didn't go as planned, though, and the villagers were all found and killed, but no one found the children, or if the raiders knew they were there, they left them, and the children gradually starved and died... according to my mom, and a few people who've lived in that area, at least once a year, people will start hearing the crying of children that'll go on for a few days, without any known source. I'm not sure if it's true, but it's pretty sad and scary-sounding! D:

I've never been to the place where my mom grew up, but I may visit someday, just to see if I can find any of the ghosts she's told me about.


And that's all for this thread, though if anyone else wants to post, go ahead :3

Happy Halloween, everyone!

Naughty Nell's is a beautifully restored 16th century coaching inn at the heart of the historic market town of Shifnal, which was described by Charles Dickens in The Old Curiosity Shop. Grade II listed, the inn is surrounded by attractive half-timbered and Georgian houses and close to the Norman church which was one of the few buildings to escape a great fire in 1591 which destroyed most of the town. It was reputedly the home of Nell Gwynn and her legendary bed chamber.

Naughty nells

I stayed in an Old coaching Inn in Shropshire , England.
Naught Nell a lady of ill repute or you may call her a brothel madam , ran the inn and saw to the needs of the stagecoaches that came through .. the men and travellers were refreshed.
We were booked for three nights stayed for two .. it was horrific things going bump in the night , feeling of being watched and the tv going on and off on its own.

I was once stupid enough to go into the woods and say it was OK for whatever was out there to come out and show itself. In response these hovering balls of light in a dark woods nowhere near a swamp appeared, scared the devil out of me and my dog. I followed my dog back home running at full tilt. The glowing orbs stayed there for three weeks before disappearing on their own.

They stayed there for 3 weeks and you didnt think to call the news/police/every one of your friends, borrow a camera etc to become famous for the rest of human existence? Yea right.