A special weird things that happened to me. I don’t ask you to beleive me because I already know what I saw.
- Maybe I’m just totally crazy, but sometimes, I hear/see strange things. For an example that I’ll always remember ; One day, when I was in high school, I went out of my class, it was the end of the day. It was only 7pm, the sun was still there but I was alone on the way. Just in front of me, there were some trees and in the grass, I saw a severed head : the head of a blonde woman, niched in the roots, looking at me with an open mouth. I blinked and then, I saw the head rolling behind the trunk. I didn’t stay to check out, I didn’t want to see that head once again.
- Ten years ago, I moved in a strange house where I lived the most of these weird things (now, I moved again). The first night, one of the firsts in July, it was so hot that I couldn’t sleep and I left my window and my shutters open. Maybe around 3am, I’ve heard a piano! So I went on my balcony (I thought one of my neighbors was a musician and an insomniac, but after 9 years, I understood they were just old people and no one played piano), but the noise was low, so I came back in my bedroom and realized that the noise was coming from my ceiling (of course, above me, there was a damn attic!). I never heard this piano again and I sadly can’t remember the melody. And I never dared to check out in the attic.
- During three nights, at exactly 1:07am, in this house, I’ve heard six knocks, like a stick hitting the floor. Three, a pause and three knocks. I was always in my bedroom, reading ; for the first night, I didn’t really notice (just that it was the first time, in 7 years, that I hear this noise). The next night, I went out of my room a bit too late and for the third night… I wanted to go downstairs, but it was really dark in the stairs and I’ve heard something like a breath. I checked in my closet, and the trap door for my attic was open (an attic full of dead bats and nobody wanted to come in), so I closed it (I was afraid) and the next night : no sound, no stick, nothing.
- I’ve already talk about it I think : but during a time, I’ve made a lot of premonitory dreams. Or sometimes, which it’s very funny, I made dreams in disarray (like Kill Bill, you see the middle first, then the beginning and the end, etc.), once, it took me 2 months to understand a dream with a vampire.
- One morning in December, when I was going to school, I was 15. But I stopped in front of a window because the glass was totally red : first, I really thought that I saw a skinned body (like an écorché), against the window with his arms forming a cross. I jumped and when I watched it again, it was just a christmas decoration (a santa claus) but gosh, I was scared.
- Still about this strange house, we wanted to sell it after 7 years… A family wanted to buy it, but strangely, after this moment, mold was growing under the wallpaper in the hallway (but there was no pipes), plus, we didn’t hear about this family anymore… Still don’t know why. When we understood that the family won’t buy it, the mold stop growing and everything becomes normal again.
- Again about this house (I really think that it was something wrong about it), a few nights, I woke up in the middle of the night : in the dark, I touched the wall behind my bed, logically, I could touch just one wall (my bed was placed in the middle of the room) but when I tried to looking for the light, my hand touched three unknown walls around my bed, trapping me. I always fell asleep again, thinking “what is this crap? Gonna see that tomorrow…” and when I woke up again, I was in my normal bedroom.
- Maybe it happened to you more than twice too : when you were walking near a wall and you glanced at your shadow. Then, a second shadow ran very fast behind you and when you turned around, there was nothing!
- I don’t have any phobia (expect for airplane) but I really can’t sleep when the door is open. When I was 5 or 6, I was sleeping in a mezzanine, made of wood and one morning, when I opened my eyes, between the two planks, I saw a man, looking at me, with green eyes but he disappeared just after. Since that morning, I always close the door when I go to sleep.
- For anyone who don’t believe… Well, I can’t change your opinion about the world, as I said, it’s not because I don’t smoke or drink that my brain is a safe place. I’m just telling because I keep them as stories I like to remember. And I know that everybody live that kind of stuff.
