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“As happens in some films... We moved from a new house to a very old one. It was just so convenient for us, for some reason. Mom found a photo of the house on the Internet and immediately “fell in love” with it.

We moved there. We started to get used to it and look around... One day, when we had already started planning a housewarming party, I was terribly shocked. Now I'll tell you why. I went out onto the porch in the evening to admire the stars. About ten minutes later I heard some strange noise (as if someone was moving dishes from one place to another). I came back to look at it. When I approached the kitchen door, I saw something richly white slip out of its doors. I was scared, of course, but I never realized what it was.

Several days passed. We were expecting guests from afar. They were going to spend the night with us and we made a small rearrangement in the room (to make our place more convenient and comfortable for people).

The guests have arrived. I was calm because nothing supernatural was happening anymore. But! The guests told me something completely different. They stayed overnight in the same room (in the same room in which we specially rearranged it). The uncle said that the bed shook and swayed under him. The second uncle assured that the slippers were “rearranged” under the bed by themselves. And my aunt said that she saw a dark shadow sitting on the windowsill.

The guests have left. They hinted that they would never return. However, our family has no plans to leave here. Nobody (except me) believed in these “fairy tales”. Maybe it’s for the better.”

A story of three dreams

“I had an interesting dream. More precisely…. Some. But I decided not to “climb” into the dream book in order to accumulate my dreams even more.

The first dream was that a friend said: “I’m pregnant.” I haven’t called this friend for three months. We haven't seen each other again. The second dream was also pleasant. I won the lotto. What have I done? The result of the dreams did not take long to arrive...

I called my friend and she said that her father-in-law had died. This means that pregnancy in a dream “gives birth” to death. And my second dream came true: I won fifty dollars in the lotto.”

Cat mysticism or real fiction

“My husband and I live in the apartment of my grandmother, who died seven years ago. Before we moved here, this apartment was rented out to six different tenants. We have made repairs, but not completely. In short, we settled there... And I started finding strange things in the rooms. Either some scattered pins, or fragments (completely incomprehensible to me). Grandma started dreaming. In the evenings I saw her in several mirrors.

A friend advised me to urgently get a black kitten. We did this immediately. The kitten avoided mirrors. And in the evening, when I passed by them, he would jump on my shoulder and begin to hiss intimidatingly, glancing at the reflection in the mirror. And the kitten does not approach her husband at all. I don't know what this is for. I do not know why. But with a kitten we feel somehow calmer.”

Mystical shell

“My boyfriend died. Died while riding his motorcycle! I don't know how I survived it. And I don’t understand if I survived. I loved him very much. With such force that I went crazy with love! When I found out that he was no more... I thought that I would be taken forever to a psychiatric hospital. A month has passed since his death. Naturally, I grieved no less. I wanted to bring him back to this world. And I was ready to do anything for this.

A classmate gave the address of a magician. I came to him and paid for the session. He whispered something, hummed, squeaked... I observed his behavior and stopped believing in his “power”. I decided to sit until the end of the session. And it’s good that I didn’t leave earlier. Fiol (that was the name of the magician) gave me something in a small box. He told me not to open the box. I should have just put it under my pillow, constantly remembering Igor.

I did just that! True, my hands were shaking a little. And lips (from fright), because it had to be done in the dark. I tossed and turned for a long time and couldn’t even take a nap. It’s a pity that you couldn’t take sleeping pills. I didn’t notice how sleep visited me. I dreamed that...

I walk along a narrow path towards a bright light. I walk and hear a declaration of love that Igor continuously whispered to me. I walked, walked, walked... I wanted to stop, but I couldn’t. It was as if my legs themselves were leading me somewhere. My uncontrollable steps quickened.

He said the following:“I'm needed here. I can't go back. Don't forget me, but don't suffer either. There must be someone else next to you. And I will be your angel...”

He disappeared and my eyes opened. I tried to go back - nothing worked. I grabbed the box and opened it. I saw a small gilded shell in it! I will not part with her, as well as with the memories of Igor.”

Beautiful story of an ugly girl

“I have always disliked my appearance. It seemed to me that I was the ugliest girl in the Universe. Many people told me that this was not true, but I didn’t believe it. I hated mirrors. Even in cars! I avoided any mirrors and reflective objects.

I was twenty-two, but I wasn't dating anyone. Guys and men ran away from me the same way I ran away from my own appearance.

I decided to go to Kyiv to distract myself and unwind. I bought a train ticket and went. I looked out the window, listened to pleasant music..... I don’t know what exactly I expected from this trip. But my heart yearned for this city. This one, and not any other!

Time passed quickly on the road. I really regretted that I didn’t have time to enjoy the road as much as I should have. And I couldn’t take any photographs, since the train was moving unbearably fast.

No one was waiting for me at the station. I even envied those I met. I stood at the station for three seconds and headed to the taxi rank to get to the hotel where I had booked a room in advance.

I got into a taxi and heard:“Are you the girl who is insecure about her appearance and who still doesn’t have a soul mate?”

I was surprised, but answered positively. Now I'm married to this man. And how he knows all this about me is still a secret.” He doesn’t want to admit it, he just flatly...

In our world, interesting and funny situations often occur that amuse many people. But in addition to such curiosities, there are moments that make you think or simply frighten, driving you into a stupor. For example, some item mysteriously disappearing t, although a couple of minutes ago I was in my place. Inexplicable and sometimes strange situations happen to everyone. Let's talk about real life stories told by people.

Fifth place – Death or not?

Liliya Zakharovna- A well-known primary school teacher in the area. All local residents tried to send their children to her, since she aroused honor and respect, trying to teach children wisdom not according to the usual program, but according to her own. Thanks to its development, children quickly absorbed new knowledge and applied it in practice with skill. She managed to do what no teacher could do - make children work beneficially and gnaw on the granite of science.

Recently Liliya Zakharovna reached retirement age, which she happily took advantage of by going on legal rest. She had a sister Irina, whom she went to see. This is where the story begins.

Irina had a mother and daughter who lived next door on the same staircase. Lyudmila Petrovna, Irina’s mother, had been seriously ill for a long time. The doctors did not know the exact diagnosis, because the symptoms were completely different with each visit to the hospital, which did not allow them to give a 100% answer. The treatment was very varied, but even it did not help put Lyudmila Petrovna on her feet. After several years of painful procedures, she died. On the day of death, the cat that lived in the apartment woke up my daughter. She caught herself and ran to the woman and found that she was dead. The funeral took place near the city, in his native village.

The daughter and her friend visited the cemetery for several days in a row, still not accepting the fact that Lyudmila Petrovna no more. On their next visit, they were surprised that there was a small hole at the grave, the depth of which was about forty centimeters. It was clear that she was fresh, and sitting near the grave was the same cat that woke up her daughter on the day of her death. It immediately became clear that it was she who dug the hole. The hole was filled up, but the cat was never released. It was decided to leave her there.

The next day, the girls went to the cemetery again to feed the hungry cat. This time there were already three of them - they were joined by one of the relatives of the deceased. They were very surprised when there was a larger hole at the grave than last time. The cat was still sitting there, looking very exhausted and tired. This time she decided not to resist and voluntarily climbed into the girls’ bag.

And then strange thoughts begin to creep into the girls’ heads. Suddenly Lyudmila Petrovna was buried alive, and the cat was trying to get to her. Such thoughts haunted me, and it was decided to dig up the coffin to make sure. The girl was found by several people without a fixed place of residence, they paid them money and brought her to the cemetery. They dug up the grave.

When the coffin was opened, the girls were in complete shock. The cat was right. Nail marks were visible on the coffin, which suggests that the deceased was alive, trying to escape from captivity.

The girls grieved for a long time, realizing that they could still save Lyudmila Petrovna, if they had dug up the grave right away. These thoughts haunted them for a very long time, but nothing could be returned. Cats always sense trouble - this is a scientifically proven fact.

Fourth place – Forest paths

Ekaterina Ivanovna is an elderly woman living in a small village near Bryansk. The village is located around forests and fields. Grandmother lived here all her long life, so she knew all the paths and roads inside and out. Since childhood, she walked around the neighborhood, picking berries and mushrooms, which made excellent jam and pickles. Her father was a forester, so Ekaterina Ivanovna was in harmony with Mother Nature all her life.

But one day a strange incident happened, which my grandmother still remembers and crosses herself. It was early autumn, when it was time to cut hay. Relatives from the city came to help so as not to leave all the care of the household to the elderly woman. The whole crowd moved to a forest clearing to collect hay. Towards evening, the grandmother went home to prepare dinner for her tired assistants.

It's about a forty-minute walk to the village. Of course, the path ran through the forest. Here Ekaterina Ivanovna He has been walking since childhood, so of course there was no fear. On the way, in the forest thicket, I met a woman I knew, and a dialogue began between them about all the events taking place in their native village.

The conversation lasted about half an hour. And it was already starting to get dark outside. Suddenly, the unexpectedly encountered woman screamed and laughed with all her might and evaporated, leaving a strong echo. Ekaterina Ivanovna was in complete horror, realizing what had happened. She was already lost in space and simply became nervous, not knowing which way to go. For two hours the grandmother walked from one corner of the forest to another, trying to get out of the thicket. In a toga, she simply fell to the ground, exhausted. Thoughts already came to mind that she would have to wait until the morning until someone saved her. But the sound of the tractor turned out to be life-saving - it was towards it that Ekaterina Ivanovna headed, soon reaching the village.

The next day, the grandmother went home to the woman she met. She rejected the fact that she was in the forest, justifying this by the fact that she was caring for the beds and simply did not have time. Ekaterina Ivanovna was in complete shock and already thought that, against the background of fatigue, hallucinations had begun, leading her astray. For several years now, these events have been told to local residents with fear. From that moment on, the grandmother never went to the forest again, as she was afraid of getting lost or, worse, dying from extreme fear. There was even a proverb in the village: “The devil leads Katerina.” I wonder who was really in the forest that evening?

Third place – Dream come true

In the life of the heroine, various situations constantly occur that one simply cannot dare to call ordinary: they are strange. In the early eighties of the last century, Pavel Matveevich, who was his mother’s husband, died. The morgue workers gave the heroine’s family his belongings and a gold watch, which the deceased loved very much. Mom decided to keep them and keep them as a memory.

As soon as the funeral has passed, the heroine of strange stories has a dream. In it, the late Pavel Matveevich demands from his mother that she take the watch back to where he originally lived. The girl woke up in the morning and ran to tell her mother about her dream. Of course, the decision was made that the watch must be returned. Let them be in their place.

At the same time, a dog barked loudly in the yard (and the house was private). When one of her own comes, she is silent. But then, apparently, someone else came. And it’s true: my mother looked out the window and saw that a man was standing under the lantern and was waiting for someone to leave the house. Mom came out and it turned out that this mysterious stranger was Pavel Matveevich’s son from his first marriage. He happened to be passing through the village and decided to stop by. The only interesting thing is how he found the house, because no one knew him before. In memory of his father, he wanted to take something from him. And my mother gave me the watch. The strange stories in the girl’s life are not going to end there. At the beginning of the 2000s, Pavel Ivanovich, the husband’s father, fell ill. On New Year's Eve, he found himself in the hospital awaiting his operation. And the girl again has a prophetic dream. There was a doctor there who informed the family that the operation would be on the third of January. In the dream, another man furiously demanded the question of what interests the girl most. And she asked how many years the parents would live. No answer was received.

It turned out that the surgeon had already told his father-in-law that the operation would be performed on January 2. The girl said that something would definitely happen that would force her to reschedule the operation the next day. And so it happened - the operation took place on January 3rd. The relatives were stunned.

The last story happened when the heroine was already fifty years old. The woman no longer had any special health. As soon as the second daughter was born, the parent had a headache. The pain was so severe that I was already thinking about giving an injection. Hoping that the pain would subside, the woman went to bed. Having dozed off a little, she heard that the little child had woken up. There was a night light above the bed, and the girl reached to turn it on, and she was immediately thrown back onto the bed, as if an electric shock had occurred. And it seemed to her that she was flying somewhere high above the house. And only the child’s strong cry brought her back to earth from heaven. Waking up, the girl was very wet, thinking that there was clinical death.

The apartment is two-room, besides her and me, her grandmother and her mother also lived, who, in general, is rarely at home, since for the most part she is at work (she is a doctor). So, in the drawing I roughly depicted the layout of the apartment, I think you yourself have been in such an apartment more than once. We bought a stupid inflatable mattress from a TV store (although for the most part we didn’t buy it ourselves, my parents just gave me money for it) in order to have at least some kind of personal sleeping place and put it in the living room. They slept on it.

There was one time, about 5 years ago, when my mother complained about the doorbell ringing in the morning. They called at night, between 2 and 3 o'clock, persistently and demandingly. Mom said that every time she was surprised that no one in the family could hear them except her.

She got up, went into the hallway and asked, slowly opening the door, “Who’s there?!” And each time her answer was silence.

We didn’t have a peephole at that time; it was made during renovations, 2 years ago, so she listened carefully, thinking that she would hear footsteps or rustling behind the door. But in vain - they called again, and again they did not answer. And every time my mother did not dare to open it, and returned to bed. In the morning, before leaving for work, she complained to me and my father that again someone came at night, insistently rang the doorbell, and did not answer. My father, a skeptic and humorist by nature, said that it was conscience or the ghost of a salary increase that came to my mother out of oblivion. Mom herself did not dare joke about this. I, like my father, did not hear these strange calls, and thought that my mother was imagining them in a dream. But this was repeated every week with enviable regularity. Eventually, my mother simply stopped coming over, and the calls at night stopped. As it turned out, only for a while.

In the old days, a wonderful, irreplaceable ruble could be acquired if, on Christmas Eve, closer to midnight, you caught a completely black cat, put it in a bag and went out with it onto the road leading to the cemetery.

On the road or at the cemetery itself, those who wanted to have a magic ruble met someone in a black robe who stopped the traveler and asked about the contents of the bag. The answer should have been simple: they say, I’m bringing a black cat to drown. Satan (and it was he), wanting to rescue the cat, offered money for him - a million or two. If someone who wanted to get rich agreed to the amount offered, then the end came for him, he fell through the ground. If he stood his ground, demanding only a ruble for the cat, then his reward was a wonderful, irreplaceable round piece; put it in your pocket and run home without looking back, and in the morning, you can buy the whole world with that ruble.

As they say, a fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it. It was precisely this hint that I did not understand when I listened to the story about the irredeemable ruble on a warm summer evening around the Pioneer fire.

I always thought that everything supernatural avoided me and my family. I even thought that all horror stories were just a figment of fantasy. And recently I came to visit my father (he lives in Kirov, I live in Moscow).

We stayed up late and started talking (after all, we haven’t seen each other for 1.5 years). We began to remember the 90s, when the whole family still lived in Perm (my mother and I moved to the DS in 98, and he moved to Kirov in 99. Well, things didn’t work out there for them, and we faded away). I was also surprised that he didn’t stay in Perm, because he had connections there and a 4-room apartment. I thought about this for so many years and didn’t dare ask. Well, you never know, what personal motives. But this time I decided that, in principle, there was nothing terrible in the question, and we are two adults, I will understand everything. But the answer I heard was not what I expected at all.
In general, this is what he told me. He then worked as a truck driver and transported goods mainly around the Urals.

Well, we became friends, and they just don’t spill water. For the entire two years that dad worked there, they were shoulder to shoulder together. The time had come to leave, and since then they had not seen each other for twenty-five years, until, by the will of fate, they met again by chance, at one of the Moscow markets.

Everything was as it should be, we went to celebrate the meeting in a cafe with a bottle of cognac. Well, when we sat down, my father noticed that he was missing two fingers on his right hand, the index and middle.

Most horror stories are delusional and clearly border on insanity. No matter how it is: some of them are more than just real. We will tell you about them.

Core

On March 16, 1995, Briton Terry Cottle shot himself in the bathroom of his apartment. A suicide bomber with the words “help me, I’m dying” died right in the arms of his wife Cheryl.

Healthy and well-developed, Cottle shot himself in the head, but his body remained unharmed. In order not to waste such goodness, doctors decided to donate the deceased’s organs. The widow agreed.

Cottle's 33-year-old heart was transplanted into 57-year-old Sonny Graham. The patient recovered and wrote a letter of gratitude to Cheryl. In 1996 they met and Graham felt an incredible attraction to the widow. In 2001, the sweet couple began living together, and in 2004 they got married.

But in 2008, the poor heart stopped beating forever: Sonny, for unknown reasons, also shot himself.

Earnings

How to make money like a man? Some become businessmen, others go to work in factories, others turn into clerks, slackers or journalists. But Mao Sujiyama outdid everyone: the Japanese artist cut off his manhood and prepared a savory dish from it. Moreover, there were even six crazy people who paid $250 each to eat this nightmare in the presence of 70 witnesses.

Source: worldofwonder.net

Reincarnation

In 1976, hospital orderly Allen Showery from Chicago entered the apartment of colleague Teresita Basa without permission. Probably, the guy wanted to clean out the young lady’s home, but when he saw the mistress of the house, Allen had to stab her and burn her so that the woman would not tell anything.

A year later, Remy Chua (another medical colleague) began to see Teresita's corpse wandering through the corridors of the hospital. It wouldn't be so bad if this ghost was just wandering around. So it moved into poor Remy, began to control her like a puppet, speak in Teresita’s voice and told the cops about everything that had happened.

The police, the relatives of the deceased and Remy's family were shocked by what was happening. But the killer was still split. And they put him behind bars.

Source: cinema.fanpage.it

Three-legged guest

It's best not to visit Enfield, Illinois. A tripod, one and a half meters tall, slippery and hairy monster with short arms lives there. On the evening of April 25, 1973, it attacked little Greg Garrett (though it only took his sneakers), then knocked on Henry McDaniel’s house. The man was shocked by the sight. Therefore, out of fear, he fired three bullets into the unexpected guest. The monster covered 25 meters of McDaniel's yard in three leaps and disappeared.

Sheriff's deputies also encountered the Enfield monster several times. But no one managed to solve it. Some kind of mysticism.

Black Eyes

Brian Bethel is a respected journalist who has built a successful career over a long period of time. Therefore, he does not descend to the level of urban legends. But in the 1990s, the master of the pen started a blog in which he published a strange story.

One evening, Brian was sitting in his car parked in a movie theater parking lot. Several 10-12 year old children approached him. The journalist lowered the window, started looking for a dollar for the kids and even exchanged a few words with them. The children complained that they could not enter the cinema without an invitation, that they were cold and could he invite them into the car. And then Brian saw: in the eyes of his interlocutors there was no white at all, only rabble.

The poor guy instantly closed the window in fear and pressed the gas pedal all the way. His story is far from the only story about strange black-eyed people. Have you already seen such aliens in your area?

Green mysticism

Doris Bither is not the nicest resident of Culver City, California. She drinks constantly and abuses her sons. The woman also knows how to summon spirits. In the late 1970s, several researchers decided to verify the authenticity of her stories for themselves. It all ended with the young lady using spells in her home to actually summon a green silhouette of a man who scared everyone half to death. And one daredevil even lost consciousness.

In 1982, based on Biter’s stories, the horror film “The Entity” was made.