Supernatural 21 People Describe Creepy Experiences That Made Them Believe In The Supernatural  

Amanda Sedlak-Hevener
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Believing in the paranormal does not necessarily come easily, but just one instance could change any disbeliever’s mind. The universe thrives on chaos, and thus the inexplicable can always be possible. That being said, even with the proof available to us these days, it can be difficult to truly put faith in the unexplainable. But, many-a-believer can tell the exact moment they changed their tune, usually in response to an impossible occurrence that they were lucky, or unlucky, enough to witness firsthand.

These telling tales describe that exact moment, all via the folks at Reddit. Some people heard unusual noises, others witnessed things that weren't just a coincidence, and one even predicted the future. Either way, the horror stories here illustrate what it takes to go from one extreme to another when it comes to the supernatural. 

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A Piano-Playing Ghost

When I was 15-years-old, I lived in Victoria British Colombia. There were some old houses, belonging to someone famous or a famous family, something like that. They lived there in the early 20th century, and there are some ghost stories about the house.

Maybe seven years back they moved the houses to a park next to the museum. There are tours, and you can go through the houses on your own as well. A friend of mine, his family, and I all went through the houses together, and in the basement room of the one house we saw a woman playing piano. She played very well, and we complimented her on her abilities (the employees working as tour guides and such wore period clothes). She smiled, nodded, then kept playing.

We went about our tour, and at the end we said to a man working there that the piano player was very good. He looked confused, and said there was no piano player employed there. All the employees were male. We looked at the photo on the wall behind him, showing the entire family, circa late 1800s early 1900s, and there was the piano player, sitting with the family. We went back to find a thin, untouched layer of dust on the piano, as well as the bench.

Could have just been a creative hoax to draw in tourists, or could be legit. All I know is that her face was exactly the one in the photo.

Lifted By A Ghostly Light

When I was really young, I got up in the morning and went to the stairs of my house. I started going down the stairs then felt something behind me. Then something lifted me off the ground and took me down the stairs. I could see a white glowing thing underneath me (sort off wiggling back-and-fourth) I then got to the bottom of the stairs and it shot through the wall and to outside.

I felt the door handle to check it wasn't a dream. I felt that although didn't feel myself touching the ground at all. Someone please explain this to me, I'm not just making this up. All I can think of is I dreamed, sleepwalked, and then woke up.

A Cautious Disembodied Voice

I was driving in the mountains in the winter near Kananaskis Alberta, and I was going around a turn at about 100 km/h. I heard a soft voice in the back of my head whisper, "be careful," and for some reason I slowed down to about 50 km/h. Within about ten seconds, I came around a second corner and saw a couple huge elk on the road, and three-or-four cars that had stopped to take pictures.

I had to navigate slowly around the cars and the elk. Had I been going full speed, I think I would have hit one of those huge elk head on and been messed up a bit.

He Watched Them Sleep In The Basement

I grew up in a 125-year-old Victorian house. The stairs to the basement would occasionally make noises as if someone were walking upstairs. Things sometimes randomly fell off counters when no one and nothing were near them. I once saw a figure leaning in the doorway of my room, too.

All that was weird but not creepy enough to make me think, "Oh, ghosts. Of course!" It's an old house, it makes noise, I was a kid and probably saw my mom checking in on us, etc.

The one thing that did creep me out happened when I was in 8th grade and had a friend over for a sleepover: we were sleeping in cots set up in the basement, about five feet away from each other. The bedrooms were on the main floor, and my parents and brother were upstairs.

I woke up in the middle of the night to see a man standing over my friend, just looking at her. After about thirty seconds, he turned and, without a glance at me, opened the door to the bathroom (I saw then that the bathroom light was on, and very bright), walked in, then closed the door behind him. Thinking it was my brother, I shrugged it off and went back to sleep.

When I asked him the next day why he had come downstairs when we had a closer bathroom on the main floor, he told me he hadn't even woken up during the night. Creepy.