23. The little girl who predicted 9/11

“This is actually something I’ve only thought about recently. I was really young when it happened and I guess never really connected the dots with the two events until recently. When I was like 6 or 7, my mum was really late picking me up from school one afternoon. I don’t remember there being many kids, so it must’ve been late, and I noticed this girl from my grade sitting by herself, looking really sad. I didn’t know her too well, she had never been in the same class as me, but I went over and asked if she was okay. Then she just started crying, like so fucking hard it rattled me. So I asked her what was wrong but she couldn’t really respond, she was just crying so hard, but I did hear her say ‘planes’ a couple of times. Obviously, as a six-year-old, I didn’t know how to fucking handle the situation (I probably thought she just had a fear of planes or something, idk), so I just sat there for a while with her until a teacher noticed us and took her to the office. Then my mum arrived and I just never really thought about it again.

The next day the planes hit the World Trade Center over in America.

I was too young to really comprehend what happened, let alone connect that to what happened with the girl. And it could 100% just be a coincidence, but man, the way she was crying…it just makes the whole thing really eerie.”

24. The shadow person in my bedroom

“This happened a few months ago, and it was at the time very cold where I live. This caused me to have the heater on a very high setting in order to not freeze.

I was lying in bed, half asleep, and I felt someone sit down on the bed beside me. I figured it was a friend or sibling of mine, playing a practical joke. I look up to see a jet-black figure sitting at the foot of my bed. This figure had no facial features of any sort. It was just a vaguely humanoid black shape.

I still thought that this was some kind of sick joke, so I slowly turned the lights on. This didn’t change anything. The black shape was still there, with no change to the color. It was as if it was sucking the light out of the room.

I reached out to touch the strange being, and it did not react in the slightest until my hand was mere inches from what would be the face, at which point the shape began to flinch away. As I made contact with the being, my hand was consumed with the coldest sensation I have ever experienced. It felt like my hand was in liquid nitrogen. The creature emitted a shrill sound like a broken violin, and then vanished.

The strangest thing about this incident was that I wasn’t the only one who experienced it. A neighbor told me that she had experienced the same thing at a similar time, and the shrieking sound that the creature made was heard by other people nearby.

I was the only one who touched the creature, but other victims reported that their ‘shadow people’ vanished just after the loud shriek.

As of yet, the shadow people have yet to make another appearance.”

25. The voyeur in my bedroom

“I was roughly 10 when this happened. My brother and I shared a room together and I woke up pretty early one morning, the sun wasn’t up yet. I looked around the room and saw the shelf that had a basket with a sweater on top of it. I thought to myself ‘hmm. kinda looks like someone is standing there.’ I knew it was just a basket and sweater because I saw them before I went to sleep. Then this figure moved closer to the side of my bed. it didn’t move with smooth transitions, it seemed to almost teleport in a way. it made 4 total movements to get to the side of my bed, making no noise in the process.

I got very scared and hid under my blankets and waited for about a minute or so. I lifted a part of my blanket to peek out and see if it was still there, and it was. It seemed hunched over, as if it was peeking back at me. I got even more frightened and hid under my blankets for a few more minutes. I peeked one more time and it was gone. All I could see was the door and wall. I slowly removed myself from underneath my blanket and began turning my head to survey the room and saw it, on the other side of my bed, except it was closer to my brothers bed than mine, it seemed like it was looking at him now. Still terrified, I hid under my blankets until the sun came up. I have not even the slightest clue what I saw that morning.”