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Written Confession: Homemade Ouija Board Summons a Scary Specter

The following written confession + photos were shared via Reddit:

So back in 2013, I lived in Kent, WA, a suburb of Seattle. I lived there with my two high school buddies (M & R) from UT and they were getting ready to move back home while I was planning to move into another apartment in the area. R and I had always been into paranormal activities, including exploring houses which were formerly scenes of horrific incidents or doing ouija boards in known haunted areas. M had grown up Mormon, and although he is no longer, "f***ing with the devil" as he called it, was still out of his fun time wheelhouse.

About a week before our move out date, R and I were drinking some shine and had a grand idea to make a home Ouija board, download some ghost hunting apps and find out why the kitchen cabinets would always open themselves when we left the house, and why our pots and pans always found themselves on the kitchen floors while we were watching tv.

After all, we were moving out soon anyways, so why not haunt the damn place up?

We took a piece of poster board and a slightly modified shot glass and read some incantations for "waxing" the home made ouija board up. We have had INSANE, terrifying Ouija experiences in the past but we were unable to get this one to work. My guess is that although modified to slide better, the shot glass was too heavy to move freely on the poster board. I made the mistake of saying, "If there are any spirits around, we call upon you to communicate with us." Still nothing happened.

We resorted to using our ghost hunting apps courtesy of the AppStore-I get it, I think/thought they were total bullshit too. We had one with a radar, and the dots were never constant but when they did occur, there would be a single dot in our kitchen or there would be several dots from the area between my room and our porch. Coincidentally, our floors in the kitchen once creaked while the dot was in there.

We gave up on the radar and went to the EMF scanner. We heard words like pig, apple, pencil- nothing made any sense.

Then, it started to become extra creepy. It said look....... up...... out...... away..... out.....

Well, we started looking around, up and out and nothing happened. We started taking pictures on my phone and weren't able to see anything. Then, R pulled out his phone and switched it to the camera. He had one of the new Androids with the burst shot camera- a new feature for phones at the time.

He pointed at the door and told me to smile for the pictures. I had honestly given up, so while he was taking pictures, I leaned forward to roll a joint. His phone snapped 8 times before he started crying. He looked at me shaking and said, "Dude, I think we got something."

For R to start crying, I knew something was up. He started at picture 1- nothing except me, my Weim, Ringo and the Highwaymen above the fireplace. He got to picture 6 and a faint silhouette appeared in the frame as my body crossed the door from leaning forward. Picture 7 was the most vivid- the one I personally saved and posted here. In picture 8- no dice on the ghost.

We immediately dropped everything, taped some knives together to make a cross and spent the rest of the night saying the Our Father and pouring salt around the edges of our apartment. In the morning, we showed M the picture and he sent it to his mom. She went the extra mile to brighten the photo up and recognize that not only did our visitor have a face and a cross on their chest, but we also had 2 more standing right behind them.

These pictures have not been altered whatsoever other than brightness changes so that you can see everybody (Or lack thereof) in full detail. Feel free to check it for doctoring or any reverse image search. These are personally the scariest photos I've seen on this subject but I have a tough time acknowledging that they actually contain my back (And dog).

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Written Confession: Is Disturbing “Unfinished Man” a Ghost or a Glitch in the Matrix?

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This incident occurred in '09 or '10 and at that time I was living in a small house in the oldest neighborhood in our town (all late 1800's/Turn-Of-The-Century type charm). Forgive the wordiness, but I feel it's necessary to include a little detail about my street for frame of reference. My house sat two houses from the corner and directly across the street from a small park. Right across the park from us sat my youngest son's best friend's house. It was a cute little place for a single mother with two boys and I never had any problems there, even though it was one of those neighborhoods where one block is cute as a button and the next can be a slum. 

So I'd say it's about 10 o'clock on a weeknight. I'm just coming home with my sons in the backseat (roughly 12 and 7 at the time) and we're approaching the corner just ahead of my house. The intersection is a 4 way stop with the park to my left and my house two houses up on the right. As I pull up to the Stop sign we see a figure standing on the corner on the park side. He has his back to us and he appears to be an old man. He's hunched over so we can't see his head but he's frail and thin in body and wearing what look to be tan slacks pulled waaaaaay up (old man style) and a short sleeve white button down shirt tucked in. Now mind you, my headlights are shining on him and there is also a streetlight on the opposite corner, so we can see him clear as day. It's a solid figure and there is no mistaking it's a man. I'm sitting at the Stop sign and we're watching him for maybe two or three minutes and I don't want to move because he's just so damn unsettling. I don't want to go up to the house in case he follows us as I am defenseless so we just sit there at the intersection watching him. 

It's not so much there is a man standing on the corner that's disturbing to me. It's the way he's moving. He's just sort of shuddering, but in a real herky-jerky sort of way. Sort of like when your cable or satellite starts to glitch and pixellate. I'm wondering if it's just me seeing this until my 12 yo whispers "What the hell?" and I look back and the boys are slack-jawed trying to figure this thing out. So then I think I'm just being stupid and it's probably just some poor old man that has dementia and wandered away and maybe he has Parkinson's tremors or something and as I am about to tell the boys I'm going to let them in the house and go back and see if he needs help, he turns around.

And here is where I do my best to describe to you what I saw because this shit is about as indescribable as it gets...it is, in fact, NOT an old man. He turns around quickly, faster than I can register, but still kind of in a stunted manner. I know that probably doesn't make much sense. He has a full head of reddish brown hair parted in the middle. He's thin and he is in fact wearing slacks pulled all the way up and a button down shirt, much like a stereotypical image of a nerd, minus the pocket protector. Like I said, he isn't old but I can't say how I know this because it's like his face isn't...finished. He looks right at us but with indiscernible eyes. I think the best way to describe it is, it's like if someone painted his face in watercolor and then smeared it down and at an angle, but I can still make out some expression of shock or surprise on that face. The boys and I all scream and jump back in our seats and then he spins back around again in that jerky stunted way and takes off in a sprint, faster than I have ever seen anyone move, away from us and as he's running he begins to sort of, I don't know, dematerialize? From the feet up he just sort of ceases to exist and then he's gone.

Like I said, we were looking at full and very solid form. And he just sort of blinked out. Can anyone tell me if they have any idea, what the f*** was that?