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SimDan95:
I've got a lot of em, but mine was real it happened wen my mum died year 2009 I was in ss1 then, the trauma affected my a lot and I ended up been sick most times.

so I would be at home alone in my sick bed at night and my siblings would be outside playing, suddenly kitchen utensils would start dropping on the floor,the pots covers would open and close plates and spoons clatter, water running and so many commotions would be going on in the kitchen. I would be scared shitless outaa my mind then I would hear footsteps walking around the corridor and passages and also incoherent mumblings.

At one point in the night we were all in and suddenly the door to my room I shared with my lil bro just opened as if someone pushed it, mind u this door can't be pushed by wind cos the hinges are kinda old and stiff, I suddenly felt cold and weak with dis feeling that someone was standing right in the room with us and looking at me.

Gosh some crazy moments
anyway FTC
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I can relate with u dey plates clanging,spoon falling pots making noise was happening in our house in makurdi for years,we will all be in dey parlour next thing u hear is spoon or plate playing together till one night my bro was watching a movie around 12am dat he heard a voice telling him to see wats moving behind him and behold he saw someone in a white apparel with face painted pure white it was scary and then u dare not send me into dey room or I wouldn't go

abdullkabar:
Lolz, don't think I have any real scary moment tho, I have always believed in the "I fear but I no run" slang(which I act on) and also the "kilo dun mowuru moni ninu Igbo, toba ma kpanije, ko kpanije, koye dun mowuru moni mo"(whatever is making a noise in the bush to scare one should stop it, if it wants to kill one, let it kill one and stop scaring one)
But with that said, there is a story I will never forget, it still amazes me till today
I live in Ibeju Agbe(Ibeju lekki) along the lekki Epe expressway, and I schooled in EPe
There was this Sunday I went to greet my friends in Epe, I was with them till around 7pm. When I was ready to go back to Ibeju, which is like over 30mins drive from Epe, I didn't see a cab or bus, I waited for a bus till around to 9 or there about.
All of a sudden, I made up my mind to walk home to Ibeju, i think I had always wanted to do this but the way my mind convinced me to was shocking, I never thought of any other option than to start walking and before I knew it, I was already on the berger bridge. The moonlight shining on the water beneath the bridge, I think I thought a bit about mermaid while crossing the bridge.
It got to a point, there was no cars coming on the road, so I moved to the middle of the road just to stay clear of the bushes.
Some birds were flying past me and I thought of birds turning to humans a bit, but I never stopped walking, I passed some villages along the road and I could hear people talking in front of their bamboo houses, some had firewood burning, may be they saw me or not, I just kept going.
There were still a some car movement like 1 car passing in 10-20 mins. Everywhere was extremely silent that I could hear cars coming from far away and I could see their headlights. I would stay by the road side and grin at a coming car just to look intimidating because of the fear of kidnapers tho I was ready to run inside the bush in case the car made a stop.
My elder brothers plays Silent Hill game on PS1, there is a way the man walks while searching for his daughter, that was the way I was walking, Something just made me walk that way. When I got to Ibeju bus stop, there was no light, but I could still manage even tho my eyes are not that good at night. A dog was barking from the darkness, tho I could not see it, I hit my leg on the ground and the dog ran away.
I didn't follow the main road, I followed the short cut I do pass when coming from school.
The Stop over bar had their generator on, I passed by the place, through houses, I could hardly see my front. This was around 1am
Maybe miraculously or something, my dad came out of the house to ease himself in the compound the moment I approached the gate and knocked it. He opened the gate, after asking who it was. They asked why am I coming this late(my mom was also awake in the sitting room), I told them the car I entered broke down in the middle of the road. Maybe because they were just happy to see me, they never questioned me beyond that, though my mom said she thinks I walked, but I said no and she didn't say anything again.
I slept fine that night, woke up in the morning and still went to school. My friends asked how I got home because they left me looking for a cab on the road. I just lied that I got home early.
Till today, I still wonder what came upon me to take that stupid and risky decision without being afraid. Through the journey, I noticed another presence in me(a dark one if you ask me). Till today, I see a face when I close my eyes, like someone else or something else is with me. I have come to accept it though, but its only known to me and I am fund of saying we, when referring to myself.
I try not to think much about it,make person nogo turn psycho BUT WHAT WAS IT?
Note: We were brought up to never stay out late, I myself detest it and get uncomfortable when the day begins to turn dark but this day was different

Multiple personality perhaps.

Seen "split" ? If you have you'd understand better

We just lost our Landlords Son who was very close to us. I've always been the type who is always scared of sleeping alone but this time around my two elder ones were around and I was happy due to the fact that we would be sleeping together. The night came we all laid on the bed and slept off and after some time we heard something at our window we lived in an upstairs Come and see hugging from all of us three under the Blanket, Men where sweating anyhow cause of heat but Local Men could not get up for any reason whatsoever we remained there till the following morning only to find out that it was the leaves from the Banana tree across the fence that was brushing against our window accompanied with the breeze since it wanted to rain . Chai just Imagine the Sound it produced Local Mehn Became Humble by Force.

Local Men had to cut off the Leaves the next morning.

SimDan95:
I've got a lot of em, but mine was real it happened wen my mum died year 2009 I was in ss1 then, the trauma affected my a lot and I ended up been sick most times.

so I would be at home alone in my sick bed at night and my siblings would be outside playing, suddenly kitchen utensils would start dropping on the floor,the pots covers would open and close plates and spoons clatter, water running and so many commotions would be going on in the kitchen. I would be scared shitless outaa my mind then I would hear footsteps walking around the corridor and passages and also incoherent mumblings.

At one point in the night we were all in and suddenly the door to my room I shared with my lil bro just opened as if someone pushed it, mind u this door can't be pushed by wind cos the hinges are kinda old and stiff, I suddenly felt cold and weak with dis feeling that someone was standing right in the room with us and looking at me.

Gosh some crazy moments
anyway FTC
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You were hallucinating.....
your mind was simply making up things, it could have been a rat making the disturbances or wind, then someone passed by or a thief trying his luck

When i was eleven,i was walking alone on the street, that was around twelve and normally nepa have done their job, no light...
I saw a small creature coming towards me, my little self was petrified and at the same time urinating in my pant..i ran screaming like I'm dead already, fortunately, my dad rushed out to check who was shouting and he saw me..... He asked what's wrong with me and i explained to him... He went to search for the little creature.fortunately when he got there all he saw was a homeless goat �.. My dad was laughing at me for being such a coward..... Ever since then if a little disagreement ensued in our house our neighbors will make use of the funny incident to ridicule me..

Mine was the day a prophet/seer said I was going to die on a particular day,the freaky part was that you his mans prophecy always come true.I was around 15then I was scared shitless to the bones thank God I had an atheist brother then while my mother and all the pastors were battling with prayers on the said date he was just laughing like a lunatic and even in that scary moment it was funny as hell.
Pls don’t ask me if the prohecy came true.

shogsman:
Mine was the day a prophet/seer said I was going to die on a particular day,the freaky part was that you his mans prophecy always come true.I was around 15then I was scared shitless to the bones thank God I had an atheist brother then while my mother and all the pastors were battling with prayers on the said date he was just laughing like a lunatic and even in that scary moment it was funny as hell.
Pls don’t ask me if the prohecy came true.

Prophet wey u suppose use uppercut reset his brain then hand him over to SARS

Damn I had many but and it wasnt funny though.

SimDan95:
I've got a lot of em, but mine was real it happened wen my mum died year 2009 I was in ss1 then, the trauma affected my a lot and I ended up been sick most times.

so I would be at home alone in my sick bed at night and my siblings would be outside playing, suddenly kitchen utensils would start dropping on the floor,the pots covers would open and close plates and spoons clatter, water running and so many commotions would be going on in the kitchen. I would be scared shitless outaa my mind then I would hear footsteps walking around the corridor and passages and also incoherent mumblings.

At one point in the night we were all in and suddenly the door to my room I shared with my lil bro just opened as if someone pushed it, mind u this door can't be pushed by wind cos the hinges are kinda old and stiff, I suddenly felt cold and weak with dis feeling that someone was standing right in the room with us and looking at me.

Gosh some crazy moments
anyway FTC
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wow!

i dont really think ghosts are real
but pls tell me more of what happened

mine is a bit scary..it happened back den in sch..I think dat shud b 2012/13...during one of those ASUU's long strike. I was tired of Lagos and went back to sch, na AAU.. two of my friends were stil in around so na dem ginger me.. on this particular day, we left our hostel to go relax outside since it was getting dark na..make we go take one or two bottles.. We were done drinking and decided to head back to the hostel. Na off campus o and the hostel na three building and we were the only once around others had gone home cos of the strike. On our way home, we decided to buy black bullet home. I wasn't really in the mood to drink that nite, so I held mine home while my guys dey drink their own for road. Wen we got to the hostel, we decided to sit on the balcony since there was no light. I sat and kept my drink beside me while my guys were standing at my front gisting. All of a sudden, I felt I shud drink the bullet but wen I wanted to take it beside me, I didn't see it beside me, I wanted to ask my friends, but they were at my front gisting so there was no way they wud have taken it, but I stil asked them all dsame..they said no they didn't take it and we all looked around for it..we even looked on the floor, infact everybody put on their touch light for fone they find the drink but all to no avail.. I then told dem to forget jare that since it was dark, we might not see it, that we must see in in the morning.. na so all of us comot mind o com resume wetin we dey do,,my guys continued their gisting while I still sat down on looking at dem.. All of a sudden, one of my guys jus looked back and said see ur drink, lo and behold, it was beside me, not on the floor, not anywhr, jus right beside me..he said as he turned he tot he actually saw it being placed back at my side and he tot I was the one that dropped it..mhen, it was somehow dat nite..if we later saw it on the floor, we for talk say maybe we no look for am well befor, buh dat wasn't the case, it was right beside me.. mhen I mend all the spirit dat nite ehn, I no knw whr the moral com from o..I jus dey mend continuously... my friends dem jus fear say make we enta inside o.. cos if e set, no whr to run to as the hostel was surrounded by trees.. buh no level o, my guy stil down the drink in the morning since the spirit dem no fit open am

SweetPreeq:
Una for turn back change am for am

My brother, you nor know as e be dey do us that day, if to say na you, you for just kneel down dey beg the baba.

When am written my final exam and i released sperm in my body....i just don,t know how?

Culin:
Mine happened earlier this year when I was serving in Gombe. I lived in a compound with only two neighbours at the time, my flatmate and another man who occupied one of the other flats.

As a late sleeper most times I stay awake till 1 or 2am pressing phone, it was one of those times I started hearing noises at the back of my room, just beside the window. The sounds were like that of somebody walking to and fro the window area. It would go on for like 20 seconds and stop for a while then continue again.

The thing was, my other neighbour travelled, my flatmate was in her room sleeping peacefully, the fence was high enough that no one could have jumped in without me hearing a sound, the gate was also locked since 8pm so no one could have sneaked in, so I knew it wasn't a person. Plus what would anyone be looking for outside my window by 3am.

I started panicking when the movements were becoming more like angry footsteps and even knocks on the window.

My fear grew from nothing to a paralyzing one. I almost died. I was weak and still on my bed, the worst thing was, that day I did not lock my room door. First I thought it was a robber but more than an hour and no robbery. Next thing my mind just went to someone I knew that died around that time, my mind just said it was the ghost roaming my backyard.

Because my curtains were so light that anybody outside could look in and see my phone's screen light, I locked the phone for a while, then later I took courage and lifted my blankets to cover my whole head, carried my phone to dial my flatmate Aisha, I was hoping if she sees the call she'll just come to my room and check on me, but it said number switched off, my spirit just collapsed. Then I dialed my sister, she didn't pick. I started praying and crying, begging God for forgiveness. I was even talking to the ghost in my mind, I said "abeg no be me kill you o, so please leave me alone, me and you no get any business together, so I command you to leave me in the name of Jesus" bla bla.

By this time I'd already dropped tons of messages for my loved ones on whatsapp...you know...incase anything happened.

This thing went on for about an hour, so around 4am it became like that of someone running. I couldn't bear it again, so I rolled of my bed, started crawling on the floor towards the door. My stomach was on the floor, like that drill we did in camp that we had to crawl under some barbed wires. I crawled till I got to the door, dragged myself out to the parlour and started crawling again towards my flatmate's room. Usually we left our room doors open cos it was bloody hot and our light had problem for weeks. So I gently put my hand towards the door, it was closed. Put it and pushed harder again, locked.

It was at that moment I started speaking in tongues, i just laid hopeless on the floor crying silently. Battery low sef, it was like I was in a horror movie.
I crawled back to my room without making a sound because there were no curtain in the parlour sef so anything outside could spot me.

Around 5am when I started hearing prayers from the mosque opposite my house, I made up my mind to confront whatever it was and end the torture, atleast by that time If I screamed people going for morning prayers would hear me. Also my flatmate would be awake in few mins to prepare for work. So I carried my big rechargeable torch and marched towards the window. I tried to look without the light first, didn't see nothing. I Put on the torch and then I saw them! Two biiiiiig bush rats that were eating away my broken sewage pipe.

�� hei God. Later that morning I charged my phone and uploaded it on my status. People were laughing at me, I laughed too o, but only me knew how terrifying those few hours were.

Lol

Culin:
Mine happened earlier this year when I was serving in Gombe. I lived in a compound with only two neighbours at the time, my flatmate and another man who occupied one of the other flats.

As a late sleeper most times I stay awake till 1 or 2am pressing phone, it was one of those times I started hearing noises at the back of my room, just beside the window. The sounds were like that of somebody walking to and fro the window area. It would go on for like 20 seconds and stop for a while then continue again.

The thing was, my other neighbour travelled, my flatmate was in her room sleeping peacefully, the fence was high enough that no one could have jumped in without me hearing a sound, the gate was also locked since 8pm so no one could have sneaked in, so I knew it wasn't a person. Plus what would anyone be looking for outside my window by 3am.

I started panicking when the movements were becoming more like angry footsteps and even knocks on the window.

My fear grew from nothing to a paralyzing one. I almost died. I was weak and still on my bed, the worst thing was, that day I did not lock my room door. First I thought it was a robber but more than an hour and no robbery. Next thing my mind just went to someone I knew that died around that time, my mind just said it was the ghost roaming my backyard.

Because my curtains were so light that anybody outside could look in and see my phone's screen light, I locked the phone for a while, then later I took courage and lifted my blankets to cover my whole head, carried my phone to dial my flatmate Aisha, I was hoping if she sees the call she'll just come to my room and check on me, but it said number switched off, my spirit just collapsed. Then I dialed my sister, she didn't pick. I started praying and crying, begging God for forgiveness. I was even talking to the ghost in my mind, I said "abeg no be me kill you o, so please leave me alone, me and you no get any business together, so I command you to leave me in the name of Jesus" bla bla.

By this time I'd already dropped tons of messages for my loved ones on whatsapp...you know...incase anything happened.

This thing went on for about an hour, so around 4am it became like that of someone running. I couldn't bear it again, so I rolled of my bed, started crawling on the floor towards the door. My stomach was on the floor, like that drill we did in camp that we had to crawl under some barbed wires. I crawled till I got to the door, dragged myself out to the parlour and started crawling again towards my flatmate's room. Usually we left our room doors open cos it was bloody hot and our light had problem for weeks. So I gently put my hand towards the door, it was closed. Put it and pushed harder again, locked. I couldn't knock because I didn't want to make any sound and ve found out. Plus that my flatmate ehn, was a deep sleeper, mere knocks can't wake her up. You'd have to burn down the house.

It was at that moment I started speaking in tongues, i just laid hopeless on the floor crying silently. Battery low sef, it was like I was in a horror movie.
I crawled back to my room without making a sound because there were no curtain in the parlour sef so anything outside could spot me.

Around 5am when I started hearing prayers from the mosque opposite my house, I made up my mind to confront whatever it was and end the torture, atleast by that time If I screamed people going for morning prayers would hear me. Also my flatmate would be awake in few mins to prepare for work. So I carried my big rechargeable torch and marched towards the window. I tried to look without the light first, didn't see nothing. I Put on the torch and then I saw them! Two biiiiiig bush rats that were eating away my broken sewage pipe.

�� hei God. Later that morning I charged my phone and uploaded it on my status. People were laughing at me, I laughed too o, but only me knew how terrifying those few hours were.

.

During secondary school days, we were in scripture Union camp meeting in ogwashi ukwu. That morning we were told we all will take part in jogging and running. As we were jogging ( we were about 5 boys), we passed a compound were they was a dog outside. Suddenly the dog starting running and barking after us. Omo see race!! I was the last!! At last one of the boys turned and threw sand at it and it went back. I still find it funny when I remember it now but then it was scary.

Fountainofyouth:
I am female so I don't know, but still, I don't think it's possible, a little bruises yeah, but fracture, nah.

There's penile fracture na

sLentlover7778:
The day I was asked to recite memory verse.. Isaiah 60:1, it was as if ground should open and swallow me, all eyes on me and I was sweating.. i had to switch off the Mic and say anything that comes to my mind..as soon as I'm done I switch on the Mic and say THANK You.

LOL..... He came to set the captive free! many people go open bible because of am which is a good thing

dazzlingd:
Prophet wey u suppose use uppercut reset his brain then hand him over to SARS

bros you sabi the matter��

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U guys won't believe how much I enjoyed myself reading all this stories..

JayB11:
Mine happened during my 300 level at ADSU Mubi. ...

Bros this your own wan off me! I'm laughing in my office like pesin weybdon high!

ladyGKilaBCrueD:
But y’all never went out na

That one no well

Thanks op, at least I enjoyed today's trip to my shop.


Read it all, and enjoyed it all


Las Las things they happen,


Inside life.

adewumiopeyemi:
Ok wait. Ooo as anybody see the grill man it has been a wile have seen him

he is cooling his heels inside NL kirikiri

baby124:
When I was in boarding house... it most have been late night or early morning. That is how I heard grinnnnn gra gra gra! I said hey God!!! What now . It’s in boarding house I learnt to sleep with cover over my head on to see no evil, hear no evil, know no evil o. Anyway I was shaking under my cover o as the noise continued through the night like someone was sawing.

Anyway, I prayed and eventually fell asleep. Only to wake up at like 5am and some other students were already shuffling around but the noise was still on. I gathered enough courage to trace the noise. One stupid junior grinding her teeth while sleeping!!! [/b]I am sure she doesn’t have teeth now, with the way she was grinding it![b] Very loud like a saw! Chai!

Hahahaha! I hate that stupid behaviour and ehen.

I had one experience in skul... during dat period of fulani killings........my final year in UAM... one night I was in my hostel room sleeping.. I heard from my sleep..people shouting "Fulani...Fulani" and heard foots steps of students running... I didn't know how I fell from up bunk ran outside saw crowds of students running inside.... it wasn't funny...las las its turns out to be student joke... so many students were wound DAT day including me

Danialuone:
When am written my final exam and i released sperm in my body....i just don,t know how?

When you see say time to stop the paper is near and you have not written anything

Culin:
Mine happened earlier this year when I was serving in Gombe. I lived in a compound with only two neighbours at the time, my flatmate and another man who occupied one of the other flats.

As a late sleeper most times I stay awake till 1 or 2am pressing phone, it was one of those times I started hearing noises at the back of my room, just beside the window. I removed my earpiece to hear it well. The sound was like that of someone walking (more like tiptoeing) around the window area. It would go on for like 20 seconds and stop for a while then continue again.

The thing was, my other neighbour travelled, my flatmate was in her room sleeping peacefully, the fence was high enough that no one could have jumped in without me hearing a sound, the gate was also locked since 8pm so no one could have sneaked in, so I knew it wasn't a person. Plus what would anyone be looking for outside my window by 3am.

I started panicking when the movements became more like angry footsteps and even knocks on the window.

My fear grew from nothing to a paralyzing one. I almost died. I was too weak I couldn't even feel my whole body, all I knew was I was lying on a bed. The worst thing , that day I did not lock my room door because of the heat. First I thought it was a robber but almost an hour gone and no robbery. Suddenly I remembered someone I knew who died around that time, we were not on talking terms. My mind just said it was the ghost roaming my backyard.

Because my curtains were so light that anybody outside could look in and see my phone's screen light, I locked the phone for a while, then later I took courage and lifted my blankets to cover my whole head, carried my phone to dial my flatmate Aisha, I was hoping if the call wakes her, she'll just come to my room to check on me, but it said number switched off, my spirit just collapsed. Then I dialed my sister, she didn't pick. I started praying and crying, begging God for forgiveness. I was even talking to the ghost in my mind, I said "abeg no be me kill you o, so please leave me alone, me and you no get any business together, so I command you to leave me in the name of Jesus" bla bla.

By this time I'd already dropped tons of messages for my loved ones on whatsapp...you know...incase anything happened.

This sound went on for about an hour, around 4am it became like that of someone running. I couldn't bear it again, so I rolled off my bed, started crawling on the floor towards the door. My stomach was on the floor, like that drill we did in camp that we had to crawl under some barbed wires. I crawled till I got to the door, dragged myself out to the parlour and started crawling again towards my flatmate's room. Usually we left our room doors open cos it was bloody hot and our light had problem for weeks. So I gently put my hand towards the door, it was closed. Put it again and pushed harder, locked. I couldn't knock because I didn't want to make any sound and be found out by whatever was outside. Plus that my flatmate ehn, was a deep sleeper, mere knocks can't wake her up before 5:15/5:30am. You'd have to burn down the house.

It was at that moment I started speaking in tongues, i just laid hopeless on the floor crying silently. Battery low sef, it was like I was in a horror movie.
I crawled back to my room without making a sound because there were no curtain in the parlour sef so anything outside could spot me. The plan was to stay still and survive till first light.

But around 5am when I started hearing prayers from the mosque opposite my house, I made up my mind to confront whatever it was and end the torture, atleast by that time If I screamed people going for morning prayers would hear me. Also my flatmate would be awake in few mins to prepare for work. So I carried my big rechargeable torch and marched towards the window. I tried to look without the light first, didn't see nothing. I Put on the torch and then I saw them! Two biiiiiig bush rats that were eating away my broken sewage pipe and trying to enter it.

�� hei God. Later that morning I charged my phone and uploaded it on my status. My sister called me and I gisted her. They all laughed at me, I laughed too o, but only me knew how terrifying those few hours were.

you Wan kill pesin for laughter here ba

Kkings11:
So last night I had a hilarious frightening experience which reminded me of one I also had in boarding school, so I said let me share both of them with you guys.

I live in lokoja, the GRA around the mount Patti area and my house is situated up on a hill and it's on the second to the last street. The last street is still not fully built so we are pretty much still surrounded by bushes and trees.

I lived around that area when I served in Lokoja at New Layout years ago.

Am sure the place would have really changed.