Who knows whether there really is an afterlife? Safe to say if you ask a hundred different people you would probably get a hundred different answers. However, whether or not you think there is such things are ghosts, the following stories are a little tough to explain otherwise.
Reddit user, u/TakingLsforLife, wanted to know the eeriest experienced you've ever seen when they asked:
More Than One
I was in my laundry room, and I heard someone come up behind me, and I swear they whispered. I screamed so loud and thought it was my husband playing a prank on me. When I turned around no one was there, and it was so freaky.
Also, when I was a teenager I was sitting in my room at my computer desk, and piece of paper and pen went up in the air and slammed back down. I ran downstairs to tell my mom, and I was crying hysterically. My mom thinks I just hallucinated it.
A Lingering WillGiphy
After my dad passed away, my step mom kept asking me if I found the book he was reading in his last month(s). She didn't know the title. We looked all over the house for it. Eventually found it with a stack of magazines (definitely not where it belonged in the house) My step mom recognized it immediately when found. The tile of the book was "Hello from Heaven"
I also received a phone call two days after he passed away. The phone call was from his phone number. For some reason I was too scared to answer. Asked the only person who had the phone (step mom) if she had called from it. She said she left it in the garage where he always worked.
This was 14 years ago. I still regret not answering the phone.
"She visits a lot."
About 5 years ago my husband and I went to visit his Grandma. Big, beautiful 2 story house. I was going to head upstairs to put some pajamas on and saw a woman walk across the top of the stairs. It was only my husband, young daughter and his Grandma in the house and whoever I saw wasn't granny. I went in the living room and told them what I saw and his Grandma goes, "Yeah, that's Laurie. She visits a lot."
Laurie was my husband's Mom who had died when he was 11. I was so f-cking spooked after that I barely slept the rest of the time we were there.
Yelling The Fears Away
On the day my father died I was alone in the apartment we lived in, while everyone was out mourning at my uncles, I stayed home because I didn't want people to stare at me sobbing. Anyways, I'm in the living room and I hear foot steps in my mother's room that has a balcony, I straight up hear the balcony door open so now I'm like sobbing and shouting asking who's there, I go check it out and there's no one there except a strong smell of tobacco in the room, my father used to smoke on the balcony.
Never told anyone about it and just kept it for myself, later learned my mother got blamed for my dad's death (even though they loved each other since they were teens and my dad was simply a victim of cancer) and a massive brawl broke out, so I just thought of it as my dad coming home because he couldn't be bothered to hear people arguing.
"Why are they just standing there?"
After my mother died I went to her grave a few times a week. I usually had my kids with me and this one day as we passed all the older cemetery's my eldest son who was 6 at the time asked "mom? What are all those people waiting for? Why are they just standing there?"
The cemetery was empty and not a single human was there. When we got to my moms grave he held my hand and said "don't worry, grandma is with mom mom and they are happy!" Mom-mom was my mother's sister who passed away before my husband and I were even married. My son knew nothing of her or what we called her. He also would tell us when someone had died in a house.
He Knew My Name
When I was 13, I woke up in the middle of the night to a strange man's voice. I couldn't understand what he was saying because he was talking really fast but at one point I heard it say my brother's name and then it started laughing maniacally. My dad heard it too and came running into my room and turned the lights on. No one was there. Absolutely no explanation.
Another time, I woke up in the middle of the night and I heard what sounded like a cult gathering right outside my window. It was like 3am and I could just very clearly hear a group of people singing/chanting while a baby wailed. After about 10-20 minutes, it suddenly stopped.
Borrowed Time, But Never Returned
I'll bring out this story again. It happened to me 7 years ago and I can't figure it out but I lost an hour of time in what felt to me like minutes.
At the time I was working from home after a serious illness diagnosis. I had settled into a routine: up at 7 am and do house stuff and shower then at 8 am start prepping my work and laying out my day. Phone calls and emails from 8-9.
This is all I remember: it was 7:55 and I brewed a cup of Keurig coffee on my kitchen located on the main floor of my house. I went upstairs to my office and turned on my computer to settle in and realized I forgot the coffee in the kitchen. I went back downstairs and got the coffee as soon as I realized I forgot it. Couldn't have been more than the time it took Windows to boot up, but I took a sip and the coffee was cold. Not warm, but actually cold. I thought my Keurig was broke but I looked at the clock and it said 9:14. So whereas I expected it to be 8:05 max, somehow an hour and 10 minutes passed without explanation.
It was very bothersome. I have no idea where that hour went. I have never had any blackout before or since, no seizures and the meds i was on shouldn't have caused a lapse like that. I don't think I fell asleep because I distinctly remember typing my password and saying out loud "shit I forgot the coffee".
It kinda left me uneasy a bit. Nothing like had ever happened to me before or since.
I have one. It must have been some kind of hallucination, but it really scared me. I was sitting in my bed watching YouTube for a couple hours. I got up and reached forward to set something on my nightstand or whatever. I had this strange undescribable feeling that I hadn't actually moved from where I was sitting at all. I quickly turned around and looked at where I was sitting seconds before, and there I was, still sitting there.
I was outside my body. I could see the shocked, horrified expression come to my face at such a strange sight. I quickly sat back down right in the same spot and nothing strange happened again.