REAL PARANORMAL stories

My grandmother gave birth to a son in 1953; of course, there were no ultrasounds and she did not know the gender of the child. And when the contractions began, she was taken to the hospital. She says that when they put her on the table, she passed out for a few minutes, as if she had fallen asleep, and sees a gray-haired old man in white clothes, he comes up and says: “You are about to have a son, call him Mikhail.” No one in the family had this name before. She woke up and gave birth immediately, very easily. Mikhail is now over 70, a good, decent, hard worker, nothing special has happened in his life. Why that old man appeared and said such a name is unknown. © Anna S

It was... 4 years ago my mother died, May the Kingdom of Heaven be upon her... Because of COVID, I can’t come to my homeland (they won’t let me in at the border), I’m standing, crying in the hostel, the balcony is closed, the door to the room is also not drafty. On the top of the 2-story bed hangs a large bag, 5 parts full. And then I hear the rustling of the package and see as if someone is running their fingers (the relief on the package changes). I immediately realized that it was mommy who was comforting me. And much earlier, about 5 years ago, We agreed that if one of us dies, not to come in reality, only in a dream (because it’s scary), so mommy came so delicately...

A friend of mine's daughter died. Late in the evening, when it was already dark, they also saw such a sunny bunny flying along the corridor, well, like a transparent glowing ball. The three of them saw it. © Julia

My husband's brother invited him to his birthday... It was September 21st, but he decided to celebrate on the 23rd... He crashed his car on his birthday... And on the 23rd there was a wake... © Tosya

my mother had the same dream, only 3 people, the first time they said, you’ll live longer, and after a year and a half they came and looked and silently left. A couple of weeks later she left... © Anna Cantemir

My mother was sick. She was then about forty years old. During the Soviet era, they could not determine why she was having seizures. She had a dream. An old man in white clothes came up to the bed, looked at her and said. Are you sick? And you will live for a long time. She died when she was 73 years and seven months old. © Tatyana Frolova

2 days before my dad’s sudden death, I had a dream. A man was all in black and wearing a black hat, and I was so scared of him that I screamed across the room. My husband woke up, and I was screaming with fear. I thought my uncle was going to die - he was very sick... but Dad left. And for the next 40 days I also dreamed about all sorts of things, and even in the bathroom after bathing in the mirror I clearly saw his face in my reflection. Although our facial features, to put it mildly, are not very similar. On the 3rd day I saw him in a dream, in line stood with elderly women. She told my mother about his clothes - it turns out that he died in them at home. I spent the night in his apartment for 40 days. I read the akathist, opened the window. I couldn’t fall asleep. I only fell asleep at about 5 o’clock and had a dream - the door to his room opens and a tiny kitten comes out... and so, a lot more was connected with his death. Friends said, his mother. Felt... © Anya Drozdova

I had the same dream many times, and later I wrote a poem about it. I dreamed about my dad, he stood in a field with ripe ears of corn, everything was flooded with the light of the setting sun. He stood in a long white shirt, smiling with his arms outstretched to catch me. I ran to him rejoicing and shouting: Dad, you're alive! But she never made it. The next morning she was sobbing inconsolably. I was 6 years old when my father died. © Olga Selezneva

Just yesterday, a neighbor told me that her parents took her to the cemetery and needed to clean up the grave. She turns around, and there are two people standing behind her, in black robes. She screamed and ran, and her parents somehow caught up. Moreover, the figures stood so that the parents should have seen it too, but they didn’t see anything, they said she was overtired

A friend has a 6-year-old son, we once went with her company to look at a house (we wanted to rent it) and so the son goes and says there was a playground here, I tore my pants on it, oh, my mother was swearing, my friend and I looked at each other, she tells him here but there’s nothing, everything is overgrown with weeds, and the son insists that there was, well, okay, maybe he’s just imagining it out of boredom, we go further, we approach the house (by the way, it’s the son’s first time in this area at all, we haven’t been there before) so, we approach He comes into the house first and says why the bench was removed from under the tree, it was nice to sit in the shade in the summer, the owner asks, boy, how do you know about the bench, he replied that he sat here every day with friends, we were shocked , my grandmother even found a photo of this tree with a bench, she really was there, and there was a playground, in general, a friend changed her mind about renting a house there, we rode in silence as a lady, and digested the whole conversation in our heads, it felt like this child was already in our world, only in another body © Daria Kuklina

When I was little, my grandmother told me how she, when she was young, went with my mother on my parents’ Saturday graves to visit my grandfathers, and the path lay through the forest, and then in clear weather, a whirlwind from the sky descended in front of them in a hood, dressed all in black, her face not visible, and asked they have where they are going. The grandmother said that they would visit the graves and she told them “hurry up, there will be a heavy downpour soon.” And with these words she began to spin and, rising to the top, disappeared as if in the air, they still did not understand what it was, but since they did not have an umbrella and in the sky not clouds then hurriedly visited the graves and began to run And as soon as they reached the gate of the house, the sun suddenly hid from somewhere, thunderclouds came and a heavy downpour began with lightning and hurricane winds. © Marina Andreeva

My mother was handy, she could plant a garden, cook food, wash everyone, she knew how to sew, she sang songs and raised us three girls! My father loved her and everything was fine in the family! But suddenly my mother started to get sick, she took a drink and all hell broke loose blacker than night! Everyone was surprised and said, “Such a woman was! Fire!” After my mother’s death, they told us that her envious friends had washed her trail with dead water!!! They just poured it after her! They said and indicated who! But now they have no health, everything is sad🥲It’s something like this🙏 © Valentina Skipa

My mother died in 1994, I was 11 years old, in all the years I dreamed of her only once in 2010. before dad died... © Margarita Viktorovna

I once experienced such fear of horror in a cemetery, I still get goosebumps, I was looking, as usual, for the grave of my grandfather and grandmother, my grandmother died long before I was born, my grandfather died when I was 1.6 years old, and now many For years I have been coming, not so often, to their grave. The cemetery is very old, they haven’t buried people there for a long time, but close relatives are buried there, everything is in trees and bushes, many graves have already been forgotten by relatives. That time everything was the same, again for some reason I mixed up the block, my husband and son remained waiting at the beginning, and I turned onto the path, knowing that it wasn’t much to go, about thirty meters, no more, I went to see if I had turned right. Suddenly I felt as if something terrible and vile was staring at my back from behind, I didn’t scream out of horror, I just screamed and ran back, I don’t know what it was, but I’ve never felt such panic horror in my life! !!!! It turned out to be not this block, but the next one, but I couldn’t be there for a long time, the pressure dropped, and they quickly put me in the car, only at home I immediately came to my senses, without pills, I still haven’t been there even once, I can’t force it myself, I remember my family with prayers every morning and I remember this fear with horror. © Angelina Bogdanova

I was 12 years old, everyone was celebrating the New Year and I naturally. My sister offended me and my mother took her side. I complained to dad, but he scolded me and said, at least behave well on the holiday. Well, I think I’ll do it for you, but we live right next to the sea, it’s a five-minute walk to the pier. I went and put on my sister’s fur coat, which they gave her for the holiday, and quietly went to the pier. There's no one around. I think I’ll do it to you, make you cry for the rest of your life. She climbed over the fence and jumped into the sea. My boots are heavy, my fur coat is wet, it’s cold and I’m sinking to the bottom. I swam well, but I can’t do anything. I woke up in some room, some guy was undressing me and screaming quickly into the shower. He put me in some kind of water and showered me with water. Then he put a sheepskin coat on me and put me on some boards and said go to sleep. I woke up because he woke me up, get dressed quickly, your parents are already going crazy. I dried all my things. I got dressed, he showed me and I left, I got home, but no one knew that I drowned myself. I went to the pier every day and wanted to see the place where I was rescued and dried, but there is no such room nearby. I’m 72 years old now, but I remember like yesterday, this room, a big fire and a man were burning, but I don’t remember his face and I didn’t see it then, I was ashamed, so I didn’t look at him. © Nadezhda Yunkina

We saw a young man along the forest road, dressed all in black, a black robe, all ironed, hair to hair, to the shoulders. We drove past slowly because the road was bad. He didn’t even move his eyes to look at us, his glassy gaze into nowhere. Four of us in the car saw him with black hair, I with golden hair. The wind was strong, and the rain stopped shortly. And he walked clean, dry, and hair to hair. When we arrived home, we wanted to look at the car on camera, but everything was erased. © Lix Lix

But I don’t know how to describe my case. I was 17 years old, finishing 10th grade at school, and this is 13 km from our village. We went for consultations, one day I didn’t wait and went on foot, I think a ride will pick me up. I walked 6 km to the first village, there was no hitchhiker and I moved on, the road was bad in the spring and I decided to take the old road, it was cleaner there. I walked and about 50-70 meters from the road there was a well for shepherds, the water in it was spring, ice-cold. I think to myself how thirsty I am, and how I’ll scoop it up, deeply. And suddenly from the back a voice says from our neighbor: “Go and have a drink.” I looked around and there was no one, I became so scared and I quickly walked towards the house... I woke up in that well and my head was lying on the corner of the log house on the other side, I don’t remember how I jumped out, but I became even more afraid from what I saw, my handbag was standing 50 meters from our house. I ran home, and my grandmother and She heard my story, fell to her knees in front of the icons and said that the devils were driving me. I am 64 years old and no matter how many times we tried to get there, we never got there. We drive past and never stop by, I ask why he takes us away from that place, there is no answer... © Galina Olkhina

My bracelet fell apart a few days before my husband’s accident. The car flipped over twice, the glass was shattered. Three ended up in intensive care, the husband escaped with a scratch and bruise from the seat belt. I collected the beads and saw that 2 beads were damaged, the third not so much, the fourth was slightly scratched. 4 beads - 4 passengers - this is how the brain combined it later. © Alla Biondar

As a child, I had stories related to the premonition of a person’s appearance and glasses, or rather the lack thereof. At the age of 12, my vision began to deteriorate. There were no lenses then, and I was embarrassed to wear glasses and often didn’t recognize people I knew on the street. Then they got offended at me or said that I was arrogant, and I got upset. And at some point, my intuition became so acute that I roughly began to understand who I could see in the next few minutes. I either suddenly remembered this person, or saw someone similar to him, and from that moment on I was more attentive. And yes, soon I saw on my way the one whose image had come. © Yulia T

My mother gave me a gold ring for my birthday, I wore it. One day I came home from work and put it in a visible place. And that's it, the ring is gone. I didn't know what to think. I searched everywhere. Then my mother passed away. This room was renovated, new wallpaper was hung, a new sofa was bought. The sofa was already a couple of years old, I decided to move it aside to vacuum it. Something clanked in the vacuum cleaner. I don’t know why, I went through the trash that was in the vacuum cleaner... And I found my gold ring... © Zoya