I once had a dream that I am going through someone else's everyday life during night, scary thing I could entirely remember that dream and it didn't have any "stops"

 

I died once.

 

A friend of mine, pretty girl named Amelia, walking home from the movies. She was attacked in an underpass by a group of what police reports tend to refer to as 'youths'. They wanted her to do a few things and weren't taking no for an answer. Pinned her to the wall and...you get the idea.

I was on my way home from my brother's place and by sheer coincidence was going under said underpass. I came to her rescue and did my best to fight off her attackers while she ran to get help. Regretably I am only one man and cannot stand up to five angry guys who are all bigger than me and expect to escape unharmed. One of them stabbed me in the chest then they realised what they'd done and ran. A few minutes later Amelia returned with the police and an ambulance.

I'm told that while being operated on in the hospital I technically died for about two or three minutes until they finally revived me. My memories are obviously hazy, but I do recall a voice. Maybe it was Amelia getting hysterical, maybe it was something a little more ethereal, but I remember it being soothing, a calming voice that made me feel safe, so I'm inclined to believe the latter. Strange but true.

Incidentally, no. There is no tunnel of light. But you do see memories as you die, especially of those close to you. Your mind fighting to hold on a few moments longer by reminding you of all you have to live for, I suppose. My trip down memory lane was quite nice. I saw all my friends smiling.

Ever since then my chest hurts on cold days, and Amelia refuses to let me out of her sight. The kids were eventually caught and arrested, by the way. The one who actually stabbed me is serving time, will be for a few more years, and it's been made known that if he ever shows his face within a hundred miles of anyone I've ever met, he'll have his throat cut. The ones who were trying to do things to my friend were also charged, two of them went to prison too. The other two were simply onlookers, they didn't actually lay a finger on either of us. They were eventually let go, and to their credit have shown great remorse for their actions. Last I heard they were doing quite well, making something of their lives.

 

Sadly, I'm only 13 and don't have anything to tell, but I still have a (hopefully) long life ahead, either way the story above by Blaze163 was freakin epic, loved it =)

 

well its not really me that had an encounter. it was more of my dad and how he lived his childhood in a haunted house where in one room if you were to sleep on the bed you would fell like someone was sleeping on top of you. As well as there was this woman(ghost) that came out at night asking for her kids that died before they got baptized,and last but not least out side they would see fire balls mainly small ones coming out of no where, and they were told it was from witches. All this in one house in mexico

 

damn blaze hell of a story

i never experienced anything supernatural or unknown phenomena, but i am fascinated and would like to go to a haunted place and experiment with stuff.

my parents claim we lived in a haunted house, they were asking questions and the water would drip once for yes and twice for no. they also lined the stairs with ice cubes because it stopped the "rickets" from coming down...also stabbing the couch at the same time, because they lived in there as well.

they were drug addicts in the 80's so i don't trust their story. rickets were made up bugs btw

 

This didn't happen to me, but my dad when he was going to University.

He was driving his drunk friend home on a dark road with no lights, and suddenly a white figure appeared on the road ahead. He described it to me as having a head and arms, but no legs. Like.. the bottom half of its body just faded away. And as he came nearer to it, it just ran aside and disappeared.

It was very late and Dad was apparently really tired that night so he has no idea if what he saw was real or not, and since his friend was so damn drunk, he didn't even notice anything.

 

Every midnight or so, we hear dishes being washed. This went on for weeks and months.

Warning: Spoilers inside!

Turned out that the neighbors wash their dishes at midnight

 

I used to live in a house were several people were murdered and several suicides happened.
For 9 years I couldn't sleep without something happening to me. I used to wake up with scratches on me, I used to wake up to people standing over me, in my door way. Hell even during the day you could hear a little girl scream from the basement even though no one was there. Life sucked in that house and I still suffer from horrible nightmares and still have scars from how deep some of the scratches were.

 

Lumnous, I love that one. That's well trippy. I know I have had those sudden jolts like an electric shock but to physically fall onto your bed is pretty cool. What were you doing? Levitating like in the exorcist or something?