BIGFOOT, Aliens, and The Supernatural.

No not a member & I'm 100% not fucking with anyone about this kind of topic, & yes I without reservation, watched his face morph into a no bullshit dog, kinda looked like a cross between a rotweiller & a Lab, a real mutt (not trying to be funny)

 

I pass off orbs as dust or insects most of the time... which is why I'm not very excited about them. And they were taken with those disposable cameras (physical pictures). The one I'm not sure about was taken on a OG iphone a few years ago. Its a misty smoky face that looks just like my grandmother.

Ill post it when I get home unless I find out how to find it on my phone

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Grandmother


The photo in question


It was taken in 2010 on an old iphone by my sisters now ex in my garage as I slept upstairs... they woke me up super excited and freaked out when they noticed it. They hadn't lit up yet (she was packing in the picture). I looked for any editing apps but didn't find any. You can judge for yourselves... they swear its real...

 

Thats just weird. Did he do it in a threatening manner? Is this common with indians down in SOCAL? You mentioned being near an indian reservation.

 

Well I do remember someone said they had a dream about angels and emons fighting at a lake where I was camping.funny thing was there a lot of disturbance on the water and then it was glass later on. Weird thing is my grandfather died a couple weeks later and the ending of the dream from what I heard was something like hundreds of armed angels standing guard around the lake.

Another weird thing was my dad had cancer and he was feeling bad that day and he heard a voice call out his name that only close friends call him and he said it was the strangest that happened to him.

My only personal encounters with the supernatural are sometimes I get dreams of my own future but I used to dismiss them until I started getting a feeling of dejavu when the feelings of being that place became real.

I don't have any scary stories but that's all I have with the supernatural.

 

Oh not at all, we could've been talking about the weather & WOW, out of nowhere as he was talking, his face ..just..changed..

I was 100% sober & the skinwalker phenomana is prevalent thruout tribes in the southwest, not sure about anywhere else but def. here

 

Hmm that is the weirdest thing I have ever heard of.

 

As some of you know, my mom recently passed away (Sept.20th) & for the first 2 weeks there was no doubt that she was letting us know she's crossed over (for lack of better term) strange noises & bumps & bangs coming from her room downstairs, & the weirdest, her comforter on her bed was turned down a couple times like someone had just gone to bed or getting out of bed, theres only 2 of us here at home, myself & GF, technically my brother too but he's gone about 90% of the time

 

Agreed......hearing stories from actual members on here lends legitimacy to topics that I would normally put on the crazy shelf.

 

I usually would dismiss it as crazy but I am honestly relieved to find out other people are interested and have had some sort of encounter with the supernatural

 

You younger guys have NO idea what these old ass eyes of mine have seen over the years, what I have posted is just a fraction of the shit I've encountered in life, from the missing time thing at grand canyon , most all other events have been Indian /Indian reservation related, I used to work at a couple local lakes repairing outboard rental boats & guess what & where these lakes are either covering up Or are next to or a part of ?? any guesses ??

 

That is a big fat NOPE... I don't think I would react as well as a physical being doing something like that.

I read a story on my BMW forum about a guy going over to a old cemetery with some friends, and a guy with a horse head rising up to stand nearly 7' tall rising out from behind a head stone...

I'm actually alright with ghostly stuff... But anything else is a hell no.


As I drove back home (60 miles), I was thinking more about my encounters if I forgot any...

A few friends know i'm what they call a "sensitive" to this crap, My biggest skeptic is also my best friend. He's a big sexy ex foot ball player that fits the bill with arrogance and an extreme amount of testosterone...

Last year his grandmother was very ill and hospitalized, He was living with her to take care of her and has for a few years before his grandfather passed (in the house)... With his house empty, him unemployed and me being afraid for his mental state. I went over there every few days to hang out with him from early afternoon til he went to bed... Knowing he's very skeptic I remained quiet every time I saw or heard something because he'd pass it off as the small 1940s 1800 SQ ft house settling or something.

One of those days, we were hanging out in the living room watching TV, I was sitting closest to the small hallway that lead to the 2 bedrooms and bathroom... I kept hearing foot steps coming from his grandparents bedroom to his bedroom, pacing up and down the hallway. It was about midnight and we had no lights on... So I kept trying to focus in on the hallway to see if I see anything. after constantly looking back and feeling like i'm being watched... I finally tell him, That this thing is fucking with me. He jokingly says that if theres something here to do something or show themselves to him... I told him that wasn't wise. This was on a sunday, And I was going to come back wednesday... Tuesday morning, He calls and asks nonchalantly about this ghost stuff and what I think is in his house. But I can hear some panic in his voice... So I ask what is going on. He said ever since that night, The creaks in the wood floor have become banging, Like someone stomping their feet as they walk along and he's heard a males voice traveling past him in the living room. and he asks for me to come over before nightfall...

I do, and tell him not to be afraid... It doesn't feel threatening. He's still a skeptic and never brings up his request for me to come over because he got scared.

In the house I grew up in, After switching off where my dad got my 2 brothers and i went to stay with my mom and my sister. In the house I was practically raised in... (Where I think I saw an alien?).

Because it was now just me, my mom and sister... I got my own bedroom. I tried so hard to sleep in that room, But every night after midnight I would get woken up by some scratching noises and a very bad vibe. Like I had to get the hell out, Something or someone did not want me there... The best I can describe it as being in a room full of people that hate you, and you know they hate you and they are staring at you... You can feel the eyes on you and the tension is so thick because you are there. One night I finally decided to ignore these vibes and scratchy noises and tried to power sleep through it. after a few hours it just gets more intense to where i'm sweating and afraid to move... I figure it will just be easier to abort. I open my eyes slowly and see shape of a woman standing infront of the closet door that is now open. I booked it out the room and slept in my sisters bed...

My mom had lived in that house since the late 70s until 2002... So all of us kids were practically raised there. One night my older brother was in the living room and he heard the refrigerator door open. So he snook around planning to scare one of us. The door closes as he hides behind it... and no one was in sight. he went to every bedroom everyone was sleeping.

When I was young, I kept having dreams about the garage... That I had a friend that lived in there, A guy in his 20s. Every night I had a dream about him in there... It got to the point it felt so real, Every time I went into the garage to get my bike or something I would expect to see him sitting on the bench or something in there... After we moved out, We were told the owners son (the house was rented) had committed suicide in the garage (hung himself) which is why they don't live in it but never had the desire to sell it.

On my moms last night in the house, She was there alone. She told us that in the middle of the night she saw a man walk from her bathroom, around her bed and out the bedroom door.

That figure re-appeared in the other house too, But it was walking towards her... She had to move out of its way.

My dad told us stories about the vietnam war, He was a soldier... He told. That one night he was to keep watch from a small hill under a tree for any enemy. He says it was pitch black as the tree's covered the moon. He wondered from his post and got lost... When he heard a voice from the darkness that sounded like his dad. Telling him to turn directly around and walk straight... So he did so, And quickly found his post. The next morning they found booby traps (land minds?) in the direction my dad was walking.

I think that's all the stories I can recall...

 

you may have been probed...

 

That iphone pic made me jump a little!

Not sure reading this thread on a day I'm stuck inside with a high wind warning was such a good idea.

 

Now that your in it ryan !! haha howzit going dude ?? howz vegas treating you ??

 

Only at bars late at night, but normally they look like dogs first...

 

thanks for contributing

 

Did anyone else see something behind the trees in the beginning of the film when he was talking about the scratches on the tree?

 

I've seen the duende (gnomes) videos on youtube and they're freaky. They're the ones in Mexico and they come out, sway/dance then go back into the shadows.