Life is full of beauty, but it's also full of creepy and inexplicable experiences.
No matter where you live: in the woods, in a big city, a small town, near the water, on a boat, or out of a suitcase, it's likely you have at least one creepy lingering story rattling around in your brain.
If you don't, the people of Reddit certainly do.
I was on a backwoods backpacking trip some years back with friends and we stumbled upon a very makeshift and rundown cabin.
There was no indication that anyone had been there in a while, but out back there was a hand-carved cross that looked like it used to be a grave marker. Also several old food tins and some broken whiskey bottles.
When I was young, my family lived out in the country in rural MN. We had acres of land and my brothers and I would often explore our land and the land around us. One day we came across an old, dilapidated, run down house/cabin.
We walked cautiously because the floorboards were rotted and moldy. But what I remember the most were the bottles of old, orange prescription pill bottles EVERYWHERE. Open a cupboard, they'd fall out.
In cabinets. Under the table. In the sink. Under makeshift furniture. It was bizarre, but every bottle was empty from what I recall. Just hundreds of empty prescription pill bottles everywhere.
When I was in the Atlanta greyhound station I saw a pair of junkies passed out across from each other with needles in their arms. It was kinda sweet and disturbing.
On our 4th-grade field trip to a waterfall my buddy and I got 'separated' from the group and found human remains decomposing.
This was almost a decade ago; I live in a town outside of Phoenix, AZ. It was late in the afternoon as the sun was starting to set. I went out in the backyard to smoke a cigarette and play fetch with my dog.
As I was throwing the ball I noticed a small orb shoot from the ground directly into the sky. A few seconds later another one followed, and another, and another, and another. It didn’t stop for a few minutes.
At first, I thought it was a Roman candle but I just couldn’t hear but you’d normally hear them fizzing as the fly. I couldn’t hear anything. It was dead silent. To this day, I still don’t know what those were.
Lived on a ranch in the mountains. Use to take the trash out early in the mornings. One morning I'm walking to the dumpsters and I see a massive mountain lion laying on top of the dumpsters.
Guess he wasn't too hungry because I'm still writing this.
I live in my 'family home', which is to say my great-grandpa built it and his family lived here all their lives. Two people have died in here, my great grandpa and my aunt, both from complications due to stomach cancer.
One small but important detail is my aunt used a lot of baby powder to keep herself smelling pleasant, and doubled down on it when the cancer worsened and she lost control over her BMs.
Around four years ago, I had some friends over for game night and one friend, let's call him Bill, says he smells baby powder.
This happens on a semi-frequent basis here, there's even a whiteboard with how many days pass before someone smells it again (currently we're at a 49 day streak).
We continue on with the game for a couple more hours, and Bill excuses himself to the bathroom saying the smell is making him sick. When he comes out, he tells us he saw blood in his puke.
We end the game there and his then-girlfriend takes him to the ER. We found out a couple weeks later that Bill had a malignant tumor in his stomach. It was operable (thankfully) and he's been doing great, but timing is definitely creepy.
Bill and his now-wife are pretty well convinced the place is haunted, but that doesn't stop any of them from game night.
I was on a fishing boat just off the Pacific coast and there was an earthquake. The water jiggled a bit as we heard a boom and a quick shake. Only time I was on water during an earthquake.
I was walking into my parent's house through their deck door and my reflection was. Me but not, hair was different, clothes were different, I looked like I'd been crying. I had made eye contact with the not-reflection and she stared back.
I had all my mirrors covered for at least a month afterward.
I just moved to a town in northern Iowa and I’ll give you a hint “Murky Pond”. So it was around 6 years ago and I was in the shower.
It was one of those pod showers with those glass doors, so while I was taking a shower I looked up at the door, and my Dad was standing there, I had locked the door.
It was one of those moments where you don’t blink because you know that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. So I was staring and him and when I eventually blinked he was gone.
I threw on a towel and ran downstairs to find mom and dad sitting at the table. Dad was never upstairs.
As a kid, I lived in a camper in the woods on my grandma's huuuuuuge a*s property. I have no idea how much land she owned but it was huge. Not like little kid version 'wow, this is huge!' but actually huge.
Grandma had a farm, including cows. A storm shut down the power which shut down the electric fence and a cow got out.
So the next day my teenaged cousins come to go find the cow and little 6 year old me put on some snow boots and went with them. Again, this place is huge. We walked around for hours.
Sometimes we would find what we thought might have been tracks but then they would just stop. Eventually we get to a part where none of us had ever been. Weren't allowed because there was a super unruly creek.
You slip and you're probably never found. We were about to turn back and give up when we saw a cow grazing. I was like 'This isn't the cow we're looking for, how did this get here?' We get closer and this thing is wild.
Like borderline feral. It was not grazing on grass but the cow we were looking for. Obviously we booked it back to the house thinking this cannibal cow was going to absolutely kill us. Like...they can't even do that, right?
Tell grandma what we found and we thought she'd call us crazy but her and their dad was like, 'Was it almost completely black?' Yes...? Hard to tell because it was filthy but I think so?
Turns out there was a storm a couple years ago where a cow got out and they never found it. They assumed something in the woods ate it, they figured that's what happened to this cow too but let us go look anyways for funsies.
Well, it was getting eaten in the woods. By the other cow. They went to try to find it and the cow carcass and they found the carcass. Cow had been struck by lightening and was dead before the cannibal cow ate it.
And it didn't eat much at all but to us kids it looked like a lot. Anyways, that's the first time I saw a dead cow and the first and only time I saw a cow eating another cow. No clue what happened to cannibal cow.
Oh, also, same property, 5 people murdered. Also, not the first time an animal got hit by lightning. Grandma had a blind pony that was blinded because it was hit by lightening. Mostly blind, anyways. I think it could kinda see still.
It died years later because they think maybe just age but it went deaf and fell down a hill and died.
I lived in a haunted apartment for a bit, my roommates and I had all seen the same woman in our one-room apartment. Sometimes the lights would turn off by themselves. We all felt sick being in the apartment alone.
The first night we were there I sat down on my bed and I blinked and saw clear as day a dead woman on the floor by the bathroom door, and then blinked again and she was gone.
The vibes in there were NOT good but I still said goodbye to the ghost when I left. My friend and I were camping in November, when the busy camping season had already ended here.
We were at a rustic campground that had maybe five sites in a little loop, way off from any main road and a way from any town or residential area. We were the only ones there, there was no sign of anybody else.
I know the area pretty well and didn't have any qualms about it. We got set up, had some dinner, but I was feeling awful for some reason. Just anxious and tired and unable to eat much.
It was eerily quiet, no wind or usual night sounds except a fox in the distance. So quiet it hurt my ears. My friend and I went to bed in my little two-man tent, set up in the trees a ways from my car and the path.
Way off in the distance we heard an engine, and it sounded like it was getting closer and closer, and then it was idling at the entrance to the campground loop. Sounded like an ATV, and the DNR here only use trucks at campgrounds.
We were both frozen and silent, we could see the lights from the ATV through the tent wall. Then it came closer, went around the loop, shined its lights at us for a second, and left. We relaxed a little.
Then we heard them approaching again, this time there was more than one ATV. They idled at the entrance for a looooong time and then drove through again, shined lights at us, and then left.
We basically slept in shifts all night because we were scared to get out of the tent to pack up and leave. We called off the rest of the trip and went home the next morning.
My girlfriend, a couple of friends and I visited this abandoned old ampitheater in upstate NY - near a mostly empty old mining town. It was supposedly haunted after like 5 murders happened there in the ‘50s.
People had told us that if we wanted a “real experience” that we should go there. So we did. It was a cold night in the fall and it took us forever to find it and awhile to even find our way inside. We had flashlights and those disposable 35mm cameras.
We heard crazy s**t and in one room chairs literally slid across a floor. But the super f*cked part was when my buddy’s girlfriend SCREAMED. Said something grabbed her. She was absolutely inconsolable so we bounced.
In the car, she insisted we look at the back of her arm and it was a bite mark. Not some little thing, guys. Like upper and lower teeth, red and bruised. It looked like a small game trap had closed on her arm.
We took probably 100 pictures in there and the guy at the Walmart development place said none of the rolls came out, like they had been exposed to light. That night changed how I feel about that sh*t.
My mother and I were coming home from a Wednesday church bible study (This was a weekly thing). We lived in a rural community and we took the same route every time.
This one Wednesday halfway home I see 6 to 7 small lights hovering in the distance over a tree line behind a farm. I got my mother's attention and I begged her to stop the car at the farm driveway (the farm was within viewing distance).
We get out of the car and watch light balls move up and down and right to left. I soon realized they were a lot further away so, I started to walk. My mother screamed at me to get in the car.
I had never seen her that terrified so, I got back in the car and we drove off. Never saw anything like that again even though we never stopped taking that route.
My old neighborhood used to be in the woods and one day around 11:30 pm I was driving home and was going down this one road that was pitch black aside from my car lights when I saw this massive shadow run across the road in front of me.
It looked like it had antlers like a deer but it was running on two legs. I'm not one to believe in superstitions or things but that freaked me out.
Here's one from almost 20 years ago. I was in St. Louis on a work trip. I was staying at some creepy hotel that gave me real Shining vibes. It was really creepy. I felt uncomfortable in my room.
I've had episodes of sleep paralysis since I was a kid but they never bothered me until it happened in that hotel. I woke up at about 3am, I remember clearly seeing that on the alarm clock.
I was on my stomach with my arms at my side facing the clock radio and the door. I could see the hallway light coming in from under the door. I had this feeling like something was sitting on the small of my back.
I couldn't move but even if I could I was too scared to try and look. My cell phone was on the bed in front of me, and I thought, 'Everything would be fine if I just called my mom'. I couldn't move to get the phone.
After a few minutes, I felt this cold pressure push into my lower back and shoot up towards my head and down towards my feet. I was able to move after that. I was there for a few more days and was so glad to get out of that hotel.