Share the spookiest part or true story of your life.

[Clown_Number_42]

The name of the game is to share the spookiest/scariest true story you have lived, simple as. The only restrictions i would recommend is "No personal details", like the names of anyone in your life. If you're gonna name personal details, please be vague about it. (example, referring to someone by only their first name or using "Electric avenue" to refer to any street named "69420 electric avenue")

[Reactor]

Very well. This happened to me when I was about five or six years old. We lived in a house at a pretty common town. The events took place at a morning.

I was sleeping in my bed, which was at the farthest corner of my room. Woke up around 8 a.m. at the morning, couldn't be sure since I had no clocks or watches during that time (and even if I had, I wouldn't look at it). I was already awake, or rather, in the process of waking up. Not fully conscious, but awake already. I was moaning (I dunno why, had no health problems), perhaps because I had a bad dream, I can't remember now. What I do remember is that after 2-3 minutes, a raspy voice said "Sssssh!" from somewhere the back of my room. I was petrified with fear in that nanosecond, and immediately went silent under the blanket, didn't even dare to move. Never since then I was spooked that much in my whole life...

Both my parents were downstairs (I could hear them), my big sister was at the capital, and had no other siblings during that time. Of course I didn't dare to get up and take a good look where the voice came from, so this still remains a mystery.

[Clown_Number_42]

Interesting. anyone else wanna have a go at sharing their spooky true story? Here's one of mine, this is one of my tamer spooky events.
It was during the day while i was trying to find the cat spray bottle because my late cat was known to be a jerk when he was young. After weeks of waiting, i finally found it, it was on a table. Then my aunt distracted me from the next room over, causing me to look away for a second or three, by the time i turned back to the bottle, it was gone and i never saw it again, it got voided. Me and her were the only ones in the house at that time and i was still young.

[Nmn]

Sure why not.

When I was a kid, me and my friends would often play at an artificial hill that was once a jewish cemetary, but one which has been vandalised by nazis during the 2nd World War (supposedely). No graves or any other signs of the site remained and for us it was basically a big, unevenly leveled playground.

Now I believe it was the summer of 1998 or 1999, when some strangers came to our town and rumor got out they were supposedely satanists. Mind you, at the dusk of the previous millenium folk were scared of the whole doomsday thing, so the panic got to us. We've seen strangers dressed in black, riding bikes allover our hill. We were petrified. My friends would not get out of their houses and we've had brief encounters with some people trying to scare us by going after us on their bikes as we were running away from them. One of my friends had a panic attack and we had to escort him back to his house.
The whole aura of terror was also fueled by our parents, who warned us to never go near those strangers, or risk being abducted and even sacrificed at a dark ritual of sorts...
There were even some bones scattered about, dirty and brown as if they were dug up from the ground.

However, after about 2 weeks the strangers just left. Disappeared if you wish.

Several years into the future our hill was surrounded by a fence, by some kind of a jewish culture preservation commitee, I think it was a private venue of some sort. Me and my pals never knew wether these strangers were out-of-town bikers, or maybe deranged archeology students, or mayhaps someone hired by the said commitee to survey the site before it was fenced off, or maybe some kind of neo-nazis. My personnal theory is they could've been a travelling metal band who were prepping for some kind of a show or something like that, and that the bones we've seen were all props.

While spooky and terrifying, it was also thrilling I only feel sorry for my friend who had a panic attack. He never scared easily actually, but that was the exception.

[Clown_Number_42]

I think i'll just stick to telling my tame spooky true stories. Reason why being that i know these forums are not able to handle my spookiest true story. To put it lightly, let's just say that there's certain things we aren't meant to learn, grasp or perceive as a human race. What i can say about it is that "Power hunger is a heck of a drug". Anyone here have any spooky true stories where some power-hungry person in your life screwed themselves over?