Month: October 2018

Last night I was watching some videos on youtube related to most haunted houses in America and its backstories/ Cases dealt by Ed and Lorraine Warren etc.

At 1 am I heard a very distinctively subtle 3 knocks on my door. Very precisely timed. I did not open the door and waited for my husband was in the restroom. I was very scared that I was saying my prayers to ward off that thing.

Meanwhile, in 20 minutes my husband came by and opened the door. Do you think It came into my house? Nothing very unusual except my bed started creaking in one’s even when we didn’t move. My husband didnt thinks it is that big of a deal.

If someone is trying to contact, will my husband also be able to hear noises? How would I know what is happening?

Does it signify any deaths etc then?

Or is this just for that moment that someone was trying to contact me?

This is my first encounter with whatsoever.

How do I prepare for tonite?

Asked by Ana

A few days ago I noticed that I had a few long scratches running from my ankle, over my knew and up to mid thigh. I initially thought that perhaps I had been scratched by a plant the day before or something along those lines – but it did seem odd.

Yesterday I noticed I had a new scratch on the back of my other leg – these scratches aren’t very deep, however not something a razor blade or plant could inflict as they are a very red defined sharp line and remain very visible for days after they appear.

I was telling my boyfriend, who often stays over me, how I think his toe nails might be getting my legs at night because look how many red sore scratches I have…

He didn’t find it funny because on his lower back he had many scratches – it looked like some one scratched him to pieces.

What is going on and how do I stop it/ end it?

Asked by Ceallagh

When I was younger I use to go to my grandparents for school holidays. I use to sleep upstairs and in that room there was a archway closet. Every night while I stayed there she would come out.

She had purple hair that stood up waving around in the air and she was really skinny with a purple dress on. She walked like a rich woman fashionable lady but her look was terrifying to me. She would walk out her side to me then she would turn and look at me and smile and talk. I don’t remember what she said. I remember she use to try pick me up but I would scream if she tried. My Nan would not believe me no one would.

This carried on for years but only when I went to my grandparents on holidays and only in that room. It all stopped when I finally let her pick me up.

Once I wasn’t afraid of her I never seen her again. I had been seeing her for years. Who was she. My grandparents are Maori but she wasn’t.

Asked by Kharn