Some instances are just hard to understand fully.
We have all been there. When we are out with family and friends and see something that is impossible to explain, so it generally makes us seem like a crazy person.
Everyone has this kind of story where we are sure we saw something but have zero proof of that. Well, it turns out there is a Reddit thread for that. (Is anyone shocked by that?)
In this thread, people share spooky stories that they believe happened but can’t give any proof. So scroll on below and take a look.
#1 Dad at the end of the bed.
When I was five, I woke up from my sleep and saw a man sitting on the stairs watching me. I wasn’t scared though. There was something tranquil about it. I just watched him and he watched me for what seemed like 10 minutes.
Then, all of a sudden, he was gone. A few days later, I found out my dad was killed in Europe. I live in Canada and my parents were separated. There’s pictures of me with him when I was just born, but he left shortly after that.
To this day, that is the only memory that I have of my dad. A ghost watching over me. I don’t believe in ghosts, but I know what I saw. I’ve never told anyone before except my mom.
#2 The storm.
When I was in the US Navy in the mid-2000s, I was in the Western Pacific doing a tour on the USS Kitty Hawk.
I was on night shift at the time and it was about 2am and there was a storm way off on the horizon, lighting up the skyline something fierce to the portside.
I swear to this day that I saw something that had to be about the size of a large skyscraper breaking the water, silhouetted against the horizon.
I’ve heard stories from people who have seen similar things. Only people who have seen similar things have ever come close to believing me. I don’t blame anyone for not believing me. It’s haunted me for over a decade.
And I’ll probably never know what it was. I just know there’s creepy fucking sh*t out there.
Once as a kid, my parents took me to a carnival. I was four years old, and at the time an only child. I got in line for one of those rides where you sit inside a plastic dragon and spin the wheel to rotate yourself faster.
Climbing into what I assumed was an empty dragon, I was startled to see another girl already waiting for the ride to start. She looked exactly like me. We spun the wheel and stared at each other in silence, without blinking, for the entire duration of the ride.
When it ended, we got mixed up in the shuffle and my parents started to walk away with this other little girl. I yelled for them to wait, and they turned back and saw me 20 feet behind them.
They both went ghost white, and when I caught up, my doppelgänger was gone. To this day, we never ever speak of that trip to the carnival.
#4 Ball lightning.
Ball lightning. It was right after a thunderstorm passed by. I could see floating orbs in the sky. There were a couple of cars parked by an open field and people were watching this happen, so I parked and got out to join them.
We all sorta just looked on in silence until they winked out one by one. There was at least ten of them and they seemed to fly together in patterns.
Sometimes they were fast, other times they slowed down or reversed direction. They seemed small, but I could tell this wasn’t because they were far up in the sky.
If I were to guess, they’d be about the size of a basketball, maybe a little larger.
The whole ordeal only lasted thirty minutes. We then all got in our cars and left. I tried taking pictures but it was dark and the lights were too faint to make out. I should [have] recorded a video instead.
#5 The mouse.
When I was about six, my entire family was helping to build my grandparents a new house.
I was helping my dad move some really long 2x4s from the lumber pile when a mouse ran out from under the board I had moved (out in the middle of the woods, mice were no big deal to any of us.)
And, I did a double take though because THE MOUSE WAS FREAKING BLUE. I don’t mean the sun reflected off its fur and it had a blue sheen to it, I mean a brilliant, royal blue.
He was running fast, but I got my dad to notice it, too, and he agreed that the mouse really was royal freaking blue. We’ve told multiple people, my mom included, and no one believes us. But we know what we saw.
#6 The note.
I went outside early one morning and saw this woman kneeled in my mother’s flower garden. So, I was a little sketched out. I was like, 10, and a person I didn’t know was just sitting in the middle of our garden.
Not knowing what to do, I just said hello to her. She turned around and immediately apologized for being in our yard, and said that we had such nice flowers, she couldn’t help it.
Then she walked away. I thought it was cute, didn’t think any more of it, and went about my day.
My mom and dad left to do errands and my brother and I were home alone. We were both watching TV. Without any warning, someone taps my shoulder behind me. I freak out, turn around, and SHE IS STANDING RIGHT BEHIND MY BROTHER AND I.
She apologized immensely and then asked where my mom and dad were, and I told her they would be back anytime, but that she really shouldn’t be coming into people’s houses.
She agreed, and asked for a pen and a piece of paper, saying she wanted to write them a note. I complied and told her to do it out in the dining room. And, I peered from behind a corner in my hallway and never let her out of my sight.
I was beyond afraid. She calmly set the pen down, shouted, ‘Thank you,’ from the dining room, and then walked out the front door. I bolted to the window and made sure she was gone, then I bolted to the door and locked it.
Then I nervously and very slowly approached the note she left on the table.
I read it and was dumbfounded. She said that she believed God spoke to her in the garden, and told her to build an alter to her grandmother. The note was her scheduling an appointment with my mother to discuss placing a tombstone and a prayer table or something in the garden.
My parents got home and I freaked out, I told them my mom had to talk to this woman. She left her phone number on the note.
My mom took the day off work, sat out on the porch at the time the woman said, and waited for her to arrive. She never showed up. My mom called the number on the note, only to get a disconnected message.
The only proof I had of any of these things happening was the note she left. My mom and dad don’t believe most of the story, and it seems even my brother forgot about it, but I know it happened.
#7 Surgical mask.
I grew up in Florida, and have seen my fair share of weird stuff, but this takes the cake.
When I was about eight or nine, my older brother and I went on a walk in our neighborhood.
At the end of the street that our house was on, we both saw a man in a doctor’s coat and surgical mask, walking very slowly and awkwardly like in a limp, while holding his side like he was injured.
Both me and my brother thought this was some weird sh*t and decided to walk in the opposite direction, back home.
A couple of years later, I was playing basketball in my driveway and saw what looked like the same man in the doctor’s coat and surgical mask, except he was riding a unicycle pass my house on the road.
He didn’t look at me, just kept staring straight ahead at the road, riding his unicycle. And a year after that, I swear I saw the same man riding his unicycle just days before I moved away from that house.
Whenever I tell people this now, they kind of give me a weird look and don’t really know what to say. It’s one of those weird things that’s too obscure to make up but too ridiculous to think it actually happened.
I was having a secret smoke one night and when I was finished, I went to put the ashtray in my hiding place on the top of a high cupboard in my kitchen.
Instead of getting the footstool, I was on my tiptoes and stretching up to put the ashtray up there when I lost my balance and the ashtray slipped out of my fingers and fell down to the floor.
I ducked out of the way so I didn’t get covered in ash or get hit by the heavy glass ashtray and I heard it hit the ground behind me loudly and then clatter as it rolled.
I sighed as I knew I’d have to clean up ash from the floor and was annoyed at myself for being clumsy.
But then when I turned around to where I had heard it land – there was nothing there.
I honestly spent about thirty minutes looking all over that kitchen for the ashtray or even a trace of ash on the floor, but there was nothing. It and its contents had simply vanished into thin air.
I went to bed totally freaked out that night and had another look the next morning, but it was still gone and I’ve never seen it again since.
#9 Dog man.
I heard, and saw, something similar in the [upper part] of Michigan, in the Sioux Saint Marie campground!
Everyone was asleep, my camp site was the only one with a fire lit, and my dad’s girlfriend and I were awake. All of a sudden, I hear this terrible scream with an almost cackle quality to it.
Then there was a rustling on the other side of a fence.
We had a clear line of sight between the campsite and the fence and this weird cougar/dog/human looking thing climbed over fence with its knees and arms bent at odd angles (almost 90°), then it was over the fence.
It stood up on two legs and ran to the left into the campgrounds. It was terrifying. No one has ever believed me, but my dad’s now ex-girlfriend still remembers, and looking into the urban legends in Michigan, I came across the story of the dog man.
#10 The albino.
I’m not a superstitious person, so I’ve completely ruled this out as a strange coincidence. Still, when it comes to things, this series of events is by far the spookiest. This all happened within the span of two weeks last year.
First, I was walking home extremely late from work. I worked until about 3am and had decided I’d take the long walk home that night. […] Anyway, I took a road that went away from the city and into the woods, so there wouldn’t be any cars zipping past as I walked.
Next thing I know, I hear a rustle in some trees. I look over and see someone about 20 feet in the bush with a perfectly white blanket sat on their head.
I froze and looked at them for a moment, then slowly kept walking as I clutched my multi-tool in my pocket and flipped out its knife.
After I continued for a few moments, they simply took off into the woods and that was that. Gave me the creeps, pegged it as a homeless guy or a teenager f*cking around on drugs.
The next night, I decided to walk to the store around 11:30pm. It’s a good walk so I’m not back until around 12:45. I live in a really nice neighborhood and right next to my apartment is a small convenience store that closes at 11pm.
As I approach my apartment, I see this girl dressed in all white, head to toe. White heels, a nice short white dress, a white fur vest, a massive white hat. Her hair was blonde and she even had a long skinny cigarette.
She looked like she just left a fancy ’30s costume party. She simply stood in this empty convenient store parking lot and payed no attention to me as I passed.
Why she was in the middle of the closed lot, I have no idea, but once again, this sort of gave me the creeps. Especially after I recalled the previous night.
So I get into work [on] Monday, tell some people of my strange encounters to spook them out. Everyone tells me to stop walking at night, I decide it’s probably a good idea and jokingly say, “I don’t wanna risk running into the third white figure. OooOOo.”
The next Sunday, I realize I’m out of toothpaste and hop in my car and drive to the store. Driving back, I approach a stop sign with a crosswalk. The road is completely empty at this time of night, but I come to a complete stop – I always do.
But apparently, I wasn’t really paying attention because the moment I pressed the gas, someone stepped out onto the crosswalk and I quickly hit my brakes.
I immediately gesture an apologetic wave to the person and I realize it’s a kid. Not just any kid, an albino kid. He didn’t seem to notice my mistake and just slowly strolls past my car.
I was already a little flustered from my inattentiveness, but for a brief moment as I thought about the two people I had seen before and how I had joked about there being a third… I nearly sh*t my pants, I was so creeped out.
Got home and immediately thought of it all as a coincidence. I had never seen an albino person before, so that made the last one especially shocking to me. But I don’t walk at night anymore, haha.
When I was living in Missouri in 2012 or 2013, I was feeding my chickens when they started acting very strange and ran inside their coop. I looked up and I swear to God, I saw a pterodactyl.
I watched it as it glided over my property, then my neighbor’s, then across a small valley, and until it was completely out of sight.
There is no way it could have been anything else. As plain as day, it was a pterodactyl.
Very few people besides my wife and parents that I have told believe me, so I don’t tend to talk to many people about it.
I even started doing research on pterodactyl sightings and emailed a subject matter expert; apparently they (the sightings) are not as uncommon as most people think.
And before I start getting blasted: I’m not a crazy person, I’m a perfectly sane 34-year-old man with no history of mental problems who has been holding down a solid career for the past 10 1/2 years.
I saw a pterodactyl, and that is a fact. I simply have no proof other than my word.