Oooooh I love a scary story, especially if it's true!

Yes, my whole childhood was full of them. I got used to it at a point but for a while it would scare me so bad I would actually faint.

The Devils ghost was 10 ft tall and people around me sensed it too

when i was a kid i woke up at dawn and i went to sit on chair in the living room. i was feeling like an adult bc i was up so early lol. but when i was looking in the dining room i thought i saw a man in an orange shirt, blue jeans, brown boots, and no face reach over pick something off the floor. i was soooo scared and ran straight to wake up my mom

maybe i wasn't fully awake yet and dreamt it but it sure felt real at the time

Craziest thing was when i was at my dad's cottage. My great grandmother's house. We were sitting at the table and my dad was scolding us yet again for not behaving as kids. He got that from his grandmother. Though she was always great and patient with us kids. All of the sudden, the loaf of bread on the table behind us flew from behind us into my father's face. He got up and was gonna yell again when the water focet turned on and the bar of soap went into the sink. Something his grandmother always did went he acted up at the dinner table.

Zero evidence for paranormal claims. Anecdotes aren’t evidence.

I've had strange things happen that I can't explain but I don't know if I could call them paranormal. I could just be imagining some but not all. 🙂