Hey Pandas, What Was The Most Terrifying Paranormal Scene Of Your Life? (Closed)

used to live in an old trailer park really close to a creek and me and my friends liked to explore there. We went there on like a monday or a tuesday and found this old man stiing by the creek we didnt get scared to much because we thought he was just sitting outside because it was a nice day. So we kept seeing him and we finally decided to say hi or something so i walk over there and tap his shoulder he looked at me with cold eyes and then vanished i wasnt hallusinating becuase my friends said they saw him too. So yeah thats my story.

When I was pretty little, about five or seven, my parents had to go to the E.R because my mom (Who had cancer) was having a stroke. They left me behind because at the time, the car that we had only had two seats that were unoccupied by junk. It was pretty late, like at 2:00am, but I didn't want to go back to bed because I was now wide awake. I went to the downstairs kitchen to get a glass of water, and there was knocking on the door. Usually, this wouldn't be too abnormal, but our house was blocked with a gate before you could get to the front door. I looked at the gate, and it looked still locked and nobody could have climbed on top, since it was pretty high, and had some sharp objects on it. My parents had told me never to open the door to anyone, and if anyone knocked, I was supposed to hide. I ran upstairs, locked myself in the bathroom, and hid in the sink cabinet. There was a small hole that I used to see, and I could hear something coming up the stairs. This was pretty terrifying, because the gate was locked, the door was locked, and now whatever it was was in my house. The bathroom door opened, (again, locked) and it came in. I didn't see it at first, because I shrunk away from the hole in case it saw me. I grabbed the doors of the cabinet to try and prevent it from getting me, but the doors yanked open anyways. Nothing. There was literally nothing in front of me, and whatever it was seemed to have disappeared. I ran to my bedroom and basically made my blanket cover all of me. It was pretty scary, especially knowing that whatever it was could unlock anything. I still think about it sometimes.

So my own main scary part of my life would be this:

I was about 7 or 8, maybe 9, and I was living in my second house that we had moved to. It was the fifth house down the little driveway on Shannon Hill Road. I always had weird things happen to me, like my dogs would surround me and bark at a spot in my bedroom. There was tons of woods behind my house and around so it was pretty well hidden. Well one day I had woken up super early and staring at me was a pair of glowing eyes that were blood red and a dark orange. It looked like I was staring into the fires of hell. Scared the crap outta me. I guess I was breathing really loud or somethin but it sounded like the loud huffing sound was the things breathing. Its breath was slow and calm. just staring. It finally looked away and howled. No bullsh!t. howled so loud I thought my ears would explode. It walked away slowly like it didnt care that my dogs were barkin in my dads room or nothin. Later that day, I found out that no one had heard it except for me and the dogs. I woke up the next mornin very early the sun not even showin yet. There was just enough light in my room to so i could see the shapes of everything just no color or sharp defenition. I suddenly realized somethin wont right. There was a huge weight on my legs. It felt like at least a ton. I couldn't move. Instinctively i sat up just enough to see all around my room. Thats when I saw it on my legs. A paw. Its fur black as ash. The paw itself was massive. It was the size of one of those huge yoga balls. I was terrified to see what the claws were connected to. I slowly looked up in fear to see. Those eyes. Those damned eyes. Still lookin like the flames of Hell. It opened its huge, muscled jaws to find teeth bigger that buck knives. i looked a little higher to see 2 pointed ears. I looked down its back to see muscles that looked hard as diamonds to a long tail. Still its fur all black as night. I looked back into those horrible eyes, and it made sense. The howl. It was a big ass, black as night, wolf. It was huge. Bigger than any dog or wolf I've seen or heard of. It had to be at least 20 feet at the shoulder, 45 feet long minimum. It hunched over in my room because of its massive size, with one of its paws on my leg. As if claiming me. it stared for what felt like hours till the suns light started tipping over the trees and it just vanished. not like that bright flash or nothin, just it slowly became more and more transparent. I still see that beast out the corner of my eye. It'll be watching me from the trees or sitting in the hallway watching. It still scares me to this day. I like to believe He is my Guardian. Protecting me from the other beasts and demons out to get me. But it still haunts me to think that maybe, just maybe, that it is not my protector. But one day my killer. Where I am the the prey, and the wolf, my Predator.

my story is repeditive. almost every night i am in bed reading, when i hear a crea of my door. then breathing. heavy, raspy, breathing. there are the sounds of claws on the tile of my room. then, a scratching noise. before i even put it all together, a face appears in my vision. and it is my cat pheobe who can open doors and my dog who work together to do this a lot of times.

When I was in the 7th grade I was in a study hall and the teacher stepped out so I was alone. I read a sentence which said that they killed all the military dogs in WW1 because it would be harder to find their owners and a second later I heard running on the ground and barking but when I look outside i saw paw prints covered in reddish mud on the ground. My teacher walks in and then I showed her the prints and we went outside. We didn't see any dogs around and it was a private gated property.

Soo... This was a very long time ago when I still lived in Massachusetts. I was going to bed, when by the staircase, I saw my brother, Joseph. When I looked at him, I noticed that he was crouching down, staring at me. I didn't even think much about then, but now, it scares me a little about how close I was. Looking at Joseph, I said, " Hi Jo!" Then, that "Thing" Leaped at me, but as soon as it was going to grab my face, it disappeared. After that, I looked behind me and saw something that we called a " Daddy long head," It looked like a Daddy long leg, but had this weird, long head instead of nothing... And I screamed. I still remember this, and now, I think that I saw a shape-shifting demon.

me and my friend were outside while it was snowing, when we saw a weird shape jump behind my friends brother. it was small with a human figure but with a pointed face. we think it was a windigo.