• Crabhands@lemmy.ml
    3·
    1 year ago

    For several years as a kid, i would wake up at exactly 3:30 am and see several silhouettes of tall humanoid figures standing in my door way. I was too scared to scream. After closing and opening my eyes a few times they would be gone.

    At first i thought it was a dream, but i would literally pinch myself so hard i would have bruises on my arms the next day. I was always too scared to scream, and never mentioned it to my parents.

    In my 20’s, I finally told my mom about what i saw all those years ago. She was shocked and claimed to have seen the same thing around the same time when we lived in that house. Whenever she told my dad he didn’t believe her. She believes it was spirits, but i always felt it was aliens. Today i have no idea what it was. I try to rationalize it as Sleep Paralysis but i truly have no idea.

  • Da_Boom@iusearchlinux.fyi
    2·
    1 year ago

    I still find the fact that I managed to graduate from uni and a full time job pretty fucking weird… Especially considering I could never see my self in the daily 9-5 grind before and was honestly fearing I wouldn’t last long.

  • Sploosh the Water@vlemmy.net
    1·
    1 year ago

    My brother and I witnessed a triangle-shaped craft with red solid lights on it cruise over our house silently with three black hawk helicopters following it closely. Flew super low and fast over our neighborhood, probably a thousand feet or less.

    Super strange, to this day we still talk about it sometimes and it’s a little freaky.

  • goat@burggit.moe
    0·
    1 year ago

    When I was really young, about 12 or so, I had the whole house to myself. So naturally, I stayed up as long as I could playing videogames.

    Now our house was one of the oldest in town, it was awful, it was so old it had different types of timber floors from different years, some of which had holes you could look underneath the house. It was so old that the whole house itself was on a slight lean. If you put a ball on one side of the dining room, it’ll slowly roll down to the other side.

    My computer was also in the dining room, at the part that wasn’t leaning. It was late at night, and I heard a scratching noise. I turned around and saw one of the dining room chairs slowly make its way up towards me, moving by itself until it sat right besides me.

    I promptly went to bed.