Got a Minute? These Strange Graveyard Stories Will Last You a Lifetime - Odd Nugget
Graveyard shifts aren't always graveyard jobs..
Speaking of that...
You don't have to tell anybody if the eerie graveyard stories and books featured below make you uncomfortable. I'm pretty sure they do that to everyone...
Richelle has been forced to go to a school not knowing if she belongs or not.
For one reason, she doesn't know what creature of the night she is.
The second reason, her powers haven't kicked in.
And the third reason being, she doesn't want to become like Donahue.
Welcome to Richelle's life at Donahue high; where everyone hates her and troubles just keep coming her way.
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The villagers were terrified when every bell in the graveyard began ringing all at once.
Only when the Bell tower started ringing along with the others did the villagers begin to run.
Posted on Reddit by Bearat.
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I am being watched I am desperate to know by what
My grandfather has always been a superstitious man. He was born out west, in upper Arizona off of any city limits, not far from Antelope Canyon. When he was in his teens, his family moved to Southern, rural Virginia to go live and help out with the family farm. The farm has been in our family for generations, since my ancestors came to America. They were promised a great sum of land if they were to help in battle. With this sum of land, they became one of the founding families for Blacksburg, VA a small city in one of Southern Virginias mountainous valleys. Though the majority of the original land has been sold to the city of Blacksburg, the farm is still sits on the side of a mountain in a great forest roughly ten miles off of city limits.
Growing up, my grandfather had told me many stories about his time in the woods as a young boy. He would tell me of humanlike creatures that moved on all fours, but the second you noticed it was there, it would stand up and walk on its hind legs as if it had been doing that the whole time. He told me stories of graveyards that appeared during the day, but vanished at night. He also told me of creatures coming up to the house and peering in windows, watching behind trees. He would explain cattle being slain at random times of the year with no explanation. There are no bears there, and there was no way coyotes could tear apart cows in that manner. Hed tell me of hearing voices. Voices of his wife, his son, his mother coming from the woods when he was working with cattle. Although there was never anybody there. My father tells me my grandfather knows more than what he is telling, but it scares him to talk about. He could never tell us what exactly the creatures were. Just that they were there and to never go in the woods alone. He told me he had been stalked by creatures that came in different forms his whole life.
I believed all of this to be an old mans tale until recently. I am 18 now, and a female. I live with my parents in midwestern North Carolina. However, I am moving to the rural North Carolina Appalachian mountains now. I am not a religious person, but I do believe in the paranormal. I consider myself to be a spiritual person. I am interested in differing energy, bonding with animals, crystals manifestation. Through my spiritual journey, I have only dealt with good energy. Up until recently.
Last month, I was sitting in the car with a few of my friends. I had come home from college to hang out with my hometown friends. It was about 11pm, and we were sitting in a parking lot along the woods with the car completely off, just talking. We all went silent for a bit. Suddenly, I became overwhelmed by a sense of heaviness. I was uneasy. I scanned the treeline, and thats when I saw them. Two animals, they looked like dogs. They were both standing very still looking at us. I asked my friends if they saw them too. Nobody else could see them. After ten minutes of trying to point them out, I gave up. But the dogs kept watching.
Other things like this have occurred too. One time, I was riding in the car down a desolate, wooded road at night with one of my guy friends. All of a sudden, I saw a person in the headlights walking across the road. As if it couldnt see us coming down. I yelled for my friend to watch out, but he told me nobody was there. I looked around, and there was nobody there. I couldve sworn I watched someone walk across the road.
I once was up late, and making a snack to watch Netflix as many people my age do. I always close the blinds at night because what goes on at night outside scares me. We live in a quaint neighborhood surrounded by miles of forest. I always make sure to close the blinds and lock the doors. This particular night, my parents had warned me to make sure all of the doors were locked, as people had been knocking on our door in the middle of the night. When my parents would check it, nobody would be there. While I was closing the blinds on this night, I saw something. Two deer. They were staring at me from across the street into my house. I could see their eyes twinkling from the light of the houses. With a pit in my stomach, I shut the blinds. I knew I was being watched at this point.
I have started wearing an amethyst necklace to bring protection. I wondered if my manifestations had brought about a negative energy, but I had never been manifesting negative things or stripping people away from their freewill. Mostly, Id been manifesting that Id be able to transfer out of my current school, and be able to go to a school in the North Carolina mountains. This came true, and Thursday I will move to my new school. Because it is heavily wooded, rural mountainous, I fear I will have more encounters. I am worried that whatever tormented and followed my grandfather for so long is now following me. I am not sure what to do and how to protect myself from it. I am not sure how others arent able to see the things Ive been seeing. Please, if you have any advice, help me out.
Posted on Reddit by soggycupcake97.
Characters of They Know Me
Because a lot of you feel as if you have gotten to know the characters of 'They Know Me,' I wanted to share them with you, as I picture them; but one at a time, first as an incomplete drawing, and then the following week, as a completed drawing.
Alas, due to the possibility that some of the likenessesactual photos are under copyright, I asked a very talented artist, Giulia, to take on the task of drawing out the characters you have already met: Ashe, Rhys, Aunt Karen, Montague, Zaamee, and Zil.
Please visit her Tumblr and check out her art and see for yourself just how talented she is.
A hysterical young man approached me, laughing about the specter he thought was chasing him through the dark graveyard, explaining his swift approach, and how glad he was to see a real person.
I reached for him and hovered closer, without explaining we look like everyone else in the light.
Posted on Reddit by glitchygreymatter.
Why does my bedroom feel like a graveyard?
I live in a pretty big house and all the rooms are pretty much the same; but for some reason my room is really dark and cold, like really cold, colder than any room in the house
I find it interesting because i know paranormal activity can change the atmosphere of a certain room.
Ever since I've moved in here things have been falling over and pictures would fall off the wall, one instance I did hear something say my name extremely clearly but thats about it. Although two people made simular clames about a tall reptilian apparition.
Posted on Reddit by livingdissorder.
PREPARE FOR THE WEIRDEST, MOST RANDOM FANTASY EVER! What do you get when you combine a sadistic magician, a kleptomaniac girl who wants to take him for all he's worth, a magicless wizard, an undead butler, a researcher out for the secret to immortality, a talking wyvern, a cavernous library, and an island graveyard? Well, for starters, you get a story like Potter's Field.
You could here the clock strike midnight, the decaying oak in the middle of the graveyard split open.
Out walked a terrifying monster wielding a scythe, the guard fell dead, for the creature was the grim reaper, and wherever it went, death was sure to follow.
Posted on Reddit by The_ForgottenA.
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