13. I heard a girl giggling under the bed

When I was around 11 or so my siblings and I were all playing hide and seek in my house. Now I know under the bed is the first place you always look but for whatever reason I decided to hide under my little sisters bed in her dark room. So I get down on the floor and squeeze under and wait for the seeker to come looking for me and as I am laying there waiting I hear a little girl giggle next to me. I could clearly see I was the only one under the bed and I was the only one in the room and I shot out from under the bed and told everyone what happened and that was the end of the game..

14. A growl came from the basement

I was a utility locator, I used to work on a team with my dad. To find a gas service from the gas main to the house, you must connect the equipment at the gas meter. Many older homes have the gas meter in the basement. Some times, I would be the one that would connect the equipment while my dad found the gas service.

In this particular day, we get to a house that had the meter in the basement. I go up, knock on the door, the homeowner points me in the direction of the stairs to the basement. I go down and I see the gas meter in the corner with two walls built around it making it like a closet with no door. Behind the gas meter is the old crawl space halfway up the cinder block wall. No lights in the crawl space.

As I step into the closet area, I hear what I can only describe as a demonic growl come from the crawl space. I step out, and call my dad. Not wanting to sound spooked, I just say I need a flash light. He hung up, I stood outside of the doorway and just reached in to hook up the equipment.

My dad comes down the stairs with the flashlight, and as he steps through the door to see if I got it in the dark, that same demonic growl comes from the crawl space. He about knocked me over trying to get back. He hands me the flashlight and goes back outside.

I just stood there pointing the flashlight into the crawl space with a feeling something was watching me. He calls and says he’s done. I grab the equipment as quickly as possible and got the fuck out. Don’t know what it was but it wasn’t a dog or raccoon or anything I’ve ever heard before or since.

15. I heard my grandfather’s calls for help

I was home alone once at age of 7ish. Swear I hear somebody calling my name. Over and over, I was freaked out because I knew I was home alone and yet I kept hearing it. Just faintly, likely a echo of a whisper. It gnawed at my sanity and I was truly scared.

Next day I find out my grandpa had been riding over to my house on his 4wheeler and fallen off, breaking his hip. Knowing I was the only person home, he called my name all day.

Gramps wasn’t discovered until late that night when my parents came home. To this day I haven’t told anyone that I heard him all along.

Moral: If you think you’re hearing your name being called, don’t ignore it. Somebody might need help, and that’s a lot more likely than a phantom whispering in your ear