I was walking toward 'Wino Park' through downtown Sacramento (actually called Caesar Chavez Plaza, but ya know how city dwellers can get with nicknames) when someone grabbed me and started pulling me backwards into the alley I was walking past. This was on a Thursday at 'rush hour' with tons of witnesses in sight. NO ONE came to my aid. I ended up getting away by biting his arm and taking a major chunk out of the guy. I bolted up to Wino Park and a group of homeless men I knew and occasionally fed saw me running with blood all over me and immediately ran back to the scene of the altercation to do some serious damage. The guy was gone, but the blood everywhere was more than a little scary! I had dropped my handbag in my haste to get away, and the contents were scattered everywhere. My social security card had so much blood on it, it was later deemed a biological hazard by the Victim's Right's Advocate. And I underwent many months of medical testing to make sure I didn't catch anything. (Which I thankfully did not.) Nothing creepier than getting a total stranger's blood in your mouth (and hair, and nose, and eyes....)
~Morg~
2006-11-02 11:40:38
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answered by morgorond 5
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one time i was walking home from a friends house i always walked through this big field next to st Joseph church it was night late and it was foggy and the end of this field was this huge tree were i would stop on my way home and rest there always was someone sleeping under this tree a wino or two or a hobo that would ride one of the box car trains that came by that was no big deal to me but when i got to where the tree wasn't there this field had been plowed up it was there early that day but it was gone that night so i thought well the city was tired of the hobos and wino's hanging there so i continued on my walk home thinking nothing of it well here comes the freaky part the next morning the tree was there the field had not been plowed and i am wondering now what was going on i know it was gone i am thinking did some one drug me i told my friends about they said you must have been tripping on something a week later i was going by this same field and it was plowed up and the tree was gone just like i seen it that night it was really gone then my friends were telling me how did i know they were going to do that i didn't if i was seeing something from the future how come it couldn't be something more important then that i still think it was pretty creepy this really happened just like i say
2006-11-02 13:03:56
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answered by jamnjims 5
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The list is long, darling. The Amityville Horror guy was my unofficial adopted dad until the day he died...
Some people still claim it was a hoax. I beg to differ.
I think the creepiest thing I've ever seen is the "ghost boy" photo. If you've got Netflix, rent the History's Mysteries about Amityville to see a very clear image of the photo.
It's a little boy, who looks exactly like the youngest child who was murdered in the house. This little boy is leaning out a bedroom doorway. The bedroom belonged to the Lutz's youngest daughter.
When asked if she knew the boy in the photo, she said he lived in the house with them.
Now, this little boy's image has glowing eyes. It's no ghost. It's demonic.
The ghost study link has a very bad copy of the image. I recommend renting the DVD...
2006-11-02 11:34:57
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answered by Max Marie, OFS 7
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My non secular course (now not relatively a faith) is Luciferianism, style of a combination among Mysticism, Thelema, and Luciferianism relatively. There are not any creeds, dogma, or methods of believing. Luciferianism is an overly individualistic course and there are only a few people, so there is not any set ideals. It is with no trouble and enlightenment looking for course. There are many much less people than there seem to be, considering the fact that so much who name themselves "Luciferianism" are honestly uneducated Theistic Satanists. My ideals do evolve, however now not relatively difference. There are little matters right here and there. Growing and increasing is likely one of the main matters of my ideals despite the fact that. I nonetheless have emotional drain. Unlike many others, my course isn't a drug that is helping me consider comfortable, adored, and well at all times. Anger may be very essential. Hate is distinct than anger, however anger can acquire plenty. It can transfer mountains. No revolutions are alterations have occured with out anger concerned. I might now not desire to get rid of it. As for worry, it isn't tied to my ideals in any respect. Conscious touch from god might count on that god exists and is break away us and the universe. I suppose this to be fake. What we name god is with no trouble the excellent divine fact of the whole lot, and now not a individual, loving, writer.
2016-09-01 06:18:15
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answered by ? 4
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I was driving through the canyons behind my house last year with my boyfriend, my roommate, and her boyfriend taking pictures and video clips with our digital camera. One of the times we thought we turned the recorder off, we had merely shut the lens cap. When we watched the video about 20 mins later you can hear a man and a woman screaming really loudly in the background. As the recording progresses to the black part where we're not speaking, it gets quite loud and sounds very angry, and there is a part where the man starts repeating the words "I die." I have learned since that an indian tribe was massacred there and have kept the recording.
2006-11-02 11:32:50
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answered by Anonymous
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having evil forces trying to hold on to me as I was fighting to follow that still small voice inside of me and go to hear a friend preach for the first time. I was an agnostic at that time and the service that I did end up attending inspired me enough to start out on a path of Christian journey.
Since then at time I still experience a true evil pressence from time to time and I am initiallyed scared s**tless ant the initial awareness but Iknow I have the strength to overcome what ever is thrown at me.
2006-11-02 11:31:23
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answered by mike g 4
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When I was a kid of 16 I met a lady that said she was magical. She told me should cast spells and she could teach me how. Sounded like fun so I tried it. Some seemed to work, then one day my brother in law beat my sister half to death. She was hospitalized and it made me very angry. I went to this lady and she gave me a spell that she said would take him out. I said the words buried his picture and waited as she said for it to rot. A few weeks later he was in a motorcycle accident that left him in intensive care for a while. Well that scared me enough to go back and dig up the picture which was beginning to show rot. After that his condition started to improve. I learned that day to never mess with the dark side again.
2006-11-02 11:33:00
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answered by rose v 3
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I am hard to creep out. But when I saw a UFO hovering above me in the panhandle of Florida at 3am with the full moon shining down on us and it cast a shadow as it glided away, I was AMAZED. Creepy? You decide.
2006-11-02 11:27:55
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answered by a_delphic_oracle 6
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When I was 6 a stranger grabbed me off the street and put me in his car. (I opened the other door and got away).
Okay, I know that's not very Holloweeny scary, but I thought I was in for all sorts of pain and death - freakiest moment of my life.
2006-11-02 11:28:31
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answered by daisyk 6
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When I saw the lord of darkness; this dark evil darker than the night, power beyond mans.
2006-11-02 11:30:45
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answered by guidedlight 3
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