REAL PARANORMAL stories

While the house was being built, we moved into my aunt’s apartment with my husband. From the first day I heard the front door opening in the evening and footsteps into the kitchen. After some time I chalked it all up to a draft or something else. But his 1.5 year old son began to see him. He could scream at any time. Uncle is there. And to me such a finger shhh. And he took me to another room to sit quietly. He always saw him in different places. And one day I met another distant relative of my husband. She says to me: “How do you live there? Children are always sick, and so are you. It’s a bad apartment and his uncle hanged himself drunk in the kitchen there. He was a bad man." Everything has become here It's clear. And no one warned. Chris #mysticism #mystical_stories #supernatural #supernatural_stories #paranormal_stories #scary_stories

I have seen a UFO more than once. The first time when Aunt Tom, my father’s sister, took me to stay overnight, I was about 5 years old. We were walking to the bus stop and here, above the street lighting poles, a UFO in the shape of a cigar silently flies. It flew above the supports, about 5 meters. It had silver windows on the sides, I peered into those windows, hoping to see someone in them, but then a bus arrived and my aunt grabbed my hand and quickened her pace. At the bus stop, all the people were looking at him, and when they got on the bus, all the people on it clung to the windows. The second time I saw a large ball, like an inflatable ball, flying behind our Moscow-Vladivostok train in June 1987. He either caught up with the train, then lagged behind, then flew around it from the left, then from the right... We all tensed... Silently looking out the windows of the cars, not knowing how it would all end. But the ball soon flew away. The third time I saw in the sky in the morning, when I went out onto the balcony of my apartment, how a flying plane was chasing two of the same luminous balls... They doused it from one side, then from the other, then alternately, then together... I remembered how it was it was terrible on the train, and I imagined the horror of the people who were on the plane... Once I saw a flying saucer, near my house, hovering above the ground, I stood on the balcony, and from the UFO it was as if a black ladder was stretching towards me and I did nothing more I don’t remember... In the morning I woke up in my bed, I thought it was a dream, but a couple of years later I went to a hypnosis session, where I remembered this moment and told the details. Maybe it’s not interesting, because I didn’t drink vodka with aliens😉but it was an experience. © Olga Vladimirovna #mysticism #mystical_stories #supernatural #supernatural_stories #paranormal_stories #scary_stories

A few years ago, my second cousin died, and so at the cemetery they handed out soap to some and money to others, but there were also handkerchiefs, they were forgotten about. At night I had a dream, I dreamed and said, but they didn’t hand out the handkerchiefs, it felt like it wasn’t even a dream, as if he himself came. We then distributed these handkerchiefs for seven days. Guzalia #mysticism #mystical_stories #supernatural #supernatural_stories #paranormal_stories #scary_stories

I can say that during times of stress, time compresses. An old friend who spent his entire life working as an ambulance told me. Once, as a young specialist, having just completed his internship, he suffered a complicated myocardial infarction alone. Out of fright and lack of experience, I was confused and literally didn’t know what to do or what to grab onto. According to him, time dragged on painfully long and it seemed to him that he was moving as if in slow motion. But in reality it turned out that he did everything correctly and very quickly. For which he was praised by the cardiac resuscitation team who came to help. To me, he says, it was as if someone was telling me what to do. And it took him no more than twenty minutes to do everything about everything. And not a few hours, as it seemed to him then.

My stepfather died in a bed that was considered bad in the hospital. When he was brought to the hospital, the guys, the patients, said, “don’t put him there, several people died there, let’s come to our room, we have a place,” the nurse said, “What kind of nonsense are you talking about!” they put him there, he died a week later there Evgeniya #mysticism #mystical_stories #supernatural #supernatural_stories #paranormal_stories #scary_stories

I saw my grandmother 40 days had not passed, she was walking to our house, I opened the door and wanted to go outside and she was walking with her wand to our house, then at the funeral she saw a man who died standing with his relatives in the middle and looking at them all. I saw another situation: I was asked to bring juice, the house was old and the refrigerator was in the room, and there were no interior doors in the house, I went into the room and took the juice, closing the refrigerator, I looked into the room and above the photo I saw a guy who had died. looked at the photo Angelica

On the 9th day after the death of her husband, a dove began to hit the window, and when it hit the glass, it flew off, turned around and hit the window again. I have never encountered such behavior in pigeons before. Olga

Shortly before the day of her death, my grandmother told me: “Lena, I’m going to die soon,” I remember she wanted to say something else. But I interrupted her, didn’t let her say it, got angry, I loved her madly, told her not to talk nonsense and that she will live for a long time. But no, the grandmother really died a few months later. Her time has come, even though she was not infirm. Apparently, there is something that people sometimes feel that they will die soon. Or maybe these are the remnants of the legacy of healers in family, although my grandmother did not have strength, she knew herbs and could remove warts, and her sister treated her with spells. Margaret #mysticism #mystical_stories #supernatural #supernatural_stories #paranormal_stories #scary_stories

In the apartment when we moved, I saw a girl, 10 years later I accidentally met a pensioner at work, it turned out that he lived here and in this place there were wooden barracks during his childhood, they burned down, and this girl and her family died.

The other world exists; I personally have seen it 10 times in my entire 50-year life. For the first time in childhood I woke up from something, it was years 8-10, then we slept with my little sister ' I saw the silhouette of a man sitting in the dark, I remember he exhaled, as if he was tired. In the morning I started exploring the place and asked my mother. Since dad was no longer there then, he died, and we thought that the spirit also in childhood, waking up at my grandfather’s, I saw an old man, he prayed If you thought that these were children’s imaginations, then literally last year I spent the night at a friend’s house, but he was not there, I was also in the dead of night who woke me up and saw from the back a tall man and even, as it were, in clothes similar to camouflage.. According to the description, the brother of a friend’s wife, who died for unknown reasons, who, by the way, often came to their house visiting his nieces #mysticism #mystical_stories #supernatural #supernatural_stories #paranormal_stories #scary_stories

at night they ran away from the apartment before 9, the day after my mother’s funeral, the light turned on repeatedly after it was turned off, and in the room where my mother was lying, everyone heard her sighs and the scratching on the bed, where she lay and usually scraped her nails, then everything stopped after the 40th day, but if I see her in a dream, then I’ll get sick, as if she’s warning Svetlana

My husband sometimes dreams. He has been gone for 8 years. He says things that I didn’t even know about. But many people also talk about similar things. He told me to stop crying and tell everyone else to turn off their taps (he’s probably talking about tears), it’s damp and cold, moisture is dripping right onto my shoulders. I promised and told my mother-in-law and father-in-law. © Elena Saratovskaya

In the summer I spent my holidays with my grandmother in the Yaroslavl region, I was 14-15 years old, I had a film camera, I went everywhere with it and took pictures of everything :) I rode my bike to the neighboring village to meet my mother and uncle (her sister’s husband). It was day 14-16.00, I met them and walked back along the country road, with forest on both sides. And then I clearly hear a hum, but no one hears it, I go and am indignant, well, somehow, the noise grows. And then a military man ✈ stars and a cannon takes off from the forest next to us. We stopped, opened our mouths, I quickly grabbed my camera and let’s take a photo. The size of the helicopter was very large. We come to the village with all emotions, grannies are sitting on benches (no matter what happens, they know everything about everything). But here they didn’t see, didn’t hear, and didn’t believe us. I argued with tears in my eyes; in the evening we met with companies from neighboring villages and no one saw or heard anything either. It was impossible not to see it, it was a large cargo helicopter (my uncle saw one of these in the army), and the noise from it was very loud. The guys and I went to the place where the helicopter took off, it was an ordinary clearing, not even the grass was crushed. When I arrived in Moscow, I rushed to develop the film to show everyone and prove that this was not a joke, in the end, all the photos were normal, but with the helicopter, all the frames were overexposed (okay, 1-2, but I took 10). The adults saw it well, we are still laughing, the military sat down to pick mushrooms and berries. © Alena Burova #mysticism #mystical_stories #supernatural #supernatural_stories #paranormal_stories #scary_stories

🌐🌐🌐🌐🌐 4 years ago we bought a house. It was built in 1927. The house is good. Rustic. We are not rebuilding the house, but restoring it. But that's not what this is about. After a couple of months, we decided to put up wallpaper in the kitchen. Everything was moved to the next room. It so happened that the bench from the kitchen was placed across the room. They piled things on it. We glue wallpaper: me, my husband and my 12-year-old daughter. And I keep noticing out of the corner of my eye that on that bench, on the side, the little thing is sitting, wearing a cap and so, resting his chin on his fist. I can see this clearly. And now, almost finishing gluing, my daughter says, Mom, today I can just see the uncle sitting on the bench. I asked what he looked like. She described him as I saw him. It was kind of creepy. There were a lot of other strange things. But, characteristically, it was never scary. There was some kind of good atmosphere in the house from the very day we arrived there. The old-timers in the village told us that no one had ever died in the house. Now we live there permanently. I'm left alone at night. And I'm not afraid. I realized that that grandfather protects and protects us😊 © Anna Merzlyakova #mysticism #mystical_stories #supernatural #supernatural_stories #paranormal_stories #scary_stories

In a dream, my father was tuning the radio and came across what sounded like someone was talking on a walkie-talkie, he realized that it was his best friend who had been dead for 30 years and a good friend who was alive and so they talked and talked and the one who is no longer alive says, well let's meet and talk about everything, and the one who was alive agreed... About a week later, the friend who was alive died... Vit

Dad had two friends, Gena and Tolik. Tolik died of something wrong with his heart. About a month later, a neighbor saw Tolik sitting near the entrance of the house where Gena lived. She forgot that he had died and said hello and asked how he was doing. He replied that everything was fine, I’m waiting for Gena. A couple of days later, Gena is hit and killed by a bus. Tatiana

When my uncle (godfather) died, my mother (she is his sister) dreamed about him endlessly and told and showed how life was there. When my mother asked why he left so early, his godfather answered: They can’t cope without me. For now, I have agreed to find a good person for Larisa (wife) and help you. Mom was pregnant at that time. I had a very close relationship with my brother. And she dreamed of him every night from July until September 30th. On the last day before giving birth, he said that this was the last time. And I never dreamed about it again in my entire life. And I dreamed about it in very difficult moments. Twice in a lifetime. There are generally magical stories there. And he took me and showed me “that world.” But I liked it, it was beautiful. Tatiana #mysticism #mystical_stories #supernatural #supernatural_stories #paranormal_stories #scary_stories

I also have a story. We were about 16 years old, we were just walking down the street with three of our friends, an elderly gypsy woman was sitting, not calling, not inviting. Some guy walked away from her and told us, girls, go to the gypsy, he’s good at telling fortunes. Well, we arrived, I don’t even remember if they paid or not. So, I didn’t hear what she told her friends and they didn’t say anything. And he says to me, in a week on Thursday, at six o’clock in the evening, a woman will come to you, invite you with her, don’t go anywhere with her, it will be bad. Well, at the appointed time, the mother of my boyfriend, whom I was dating then, comes to me and invites me with her somewhere, where she does not say. I categorically refuse, she just insistently calls. I say "No. She got very angry and left. Now, if it weren’t for the gypsy, I would definitely have gone with her, but I was left guessing what her intentions were. But I am very grateful to that gypsy, thanks to her nothing bad happened. © Bella #mysticism #mystical_stories #supernatural #supernatural_stories #paranormal_stories #scary_stories

I had a case, I was going for an interview with a seemingly good company. I’m about to leave the house, I can’t find my keys, although I usually left them at the door. 🔑 I find it in 15 minutes. I think, well, I still have time, even if it’s back to back. And I open the door, it hits the cabinet in the hallway and a jar of jam falls from the shelf... 🥵 In general, I didn’t go anywhere in the end. Something just didn't let me in. © Svetlana P

It was about 20 years ago. I met a white magician. This is a separate story in short, this white magician had a student. This student accompanied me home several times, when we started talking about my abilities, what I had learned, and the like. The conversation dragged on, it was well after midnight, summer, and we went to a cafe near the house to continue the conversation. He spoke in an interesting, intriguing way, and I wanted facts, not miracles and magic in words. I say, show me, prove it, I don’t believe it. One of his abilities, he said, was the ability to control animals. I asked to call the dogs. Yes, the dogs came running. A whole pack. More than a dozen. They ran around us, sniffing. But I didn’t calm down well, I say, you never know if they ran past, it’s a coincidence. Now let the cats come running, and let one of them climb onto our table and sniff the ashtray. Imagine my surprise, you can’t imagine the dogs ran away, and cats came, a lot of them, and one of them climbed right onto our table and sniffed the ashtray. I still don’t understand how this is. But I began to believe in magicians and magic, I didn’t believe in it before, I thought it was all nonsense. © Ekaterina #mysticism #mystical_stories #supernatural #supernatural_stories #paranormal_stories #scary_stories