Nocturnal Injuries
A few years back while I was sleeping I had a nightmare of an old lady that was attacking me. she looked like one of those typical horror movie old witches with accented wrinkles and what not. Anyways after that night I woke up to use the bathroom and on my way there my grandfather stopped me.
He told me to turn around so he could have a better look at my back, I would sleep without a shirt on and called my parents over to see a big hand print on the left side of my back as if someone slapped really hard and asked them if they were hitting me. Of course they weren’t and I assured my grandfather it wasn’t them.
Later that day I also noticed three scratch marks, very lightly, barley noticeable on my chest. To this day I have no idea what it was. By the way the mark cleared up after about three days.
needto_learn
Army Camp
I used to be in the military and the training camp bunk that we lived in was said to be haunted.
Occasionally, our stuff would go missing and reappear in weird places, like under our bed, or inside a bag that we had zipped up and stuff.. no big deal right? i mean human error and all. Then came the instance that freaked everyone out.
It was one night after lights out and my friend was on his phone texting his girlfriend. Most of us were drifting off to sleep, and were lying on our beds etc. suddenly, he heard the shuffling of feet from the corridor, so thinking that it was our sergeant, he quickly hid his phone under his pillow, rolled over on his side and pretended to sleep.
Till this day, what happens next chills me to the bone. While he pretended to sleep, he heard someone right behind him, at the other side of his bed going “Don’t worry, you can continue to pretend sleep.”
I would dismiss this as a figment of his imagination, except about five other people around him heard it as well, including me. creepier still, there was no one there, and it was the voice of a little girl that said it.
For reference, our training camp was in the middle of an island, and was set up away from the main admin blocks. The island has been closed by the government for army training purposes for the past 15 years so there were definitely no civilians around, let alone kids.
To make matters freakier, when we came back from our weekend home leave, there was a bunch of female hair on his bed, neatly bundled up, long and jet black. under his pillow was a note – “remember me?”.
Now as i said we were in the middle of a forest, in the middle of an island. And at that point in time, there were no female recruits / personnel on the island. Our bunks were locked up for the weekend and the duty sergeant had no idea that the incident happened. we never spoke about it after that night.
still chills me to the bone thinking about it.
madrampager
Wake Up Call
I worked at a hotel. A guy called from #421 asking for a 6am wake up call. I punched it in. No big deal. His name didn’t populate on my caller ID. I looked up the room.
It was empty. Being young and lazy I decided to leave it. 20 minutes I get a phone call from the same room! It was a woman this time. She wanted a wake up call at 630. I changed the wake up time.
I was a little freaked out. But sometimes glitches happen in the computer or phone. I radioed my guest services guy. He was this 17 year old kid who looked like a young Gabriel Iglesius or however you spell his name.
So I’m like… Hey Carlos can you do a room check? I keep getting calls from #421.
He goes into super detective mode. He is whispering play by play updates over the walkie talkie. It was pretty hilarious because I got him a little scared.
Reaches the door. Opens it. Then I hear a shriek like from that one Kanye West song.
The curtains dude! The curtains are moving!
I’m trying so hard not to laugh over the radio. Ok well if it’s empty. Must be a glitch.
As soon as he locks that door I get a phone call from #421. It was a different man then the first. Can I get a wake up call for 6?
I set it. Ok. Whatever mr ghost.
SoberHungry
