Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

My Dream Catcher is the Only Thing Protecting Me

I am seriously scared of my room. I feel like my dream catcher is the only thing that’s protecting me. I actually tested this by taking it down. I was going to take it down for like a week but even that night when I took it down I was really scared, and I really had no reason. I’m not scared of bad dreams, I just find them annoying to have every single night. I went to sleep, of course, had a horrible dream, but that’s not what scared me. When I woke up, I was so scared that I couldn’t move. I felt like there was something beside my bed waiting, and watching me. Eventually I fell back asleep.

I woke up later in some really weird position because when I have bad dreams I tend to move around in my sleep, but I was even more scared that time. I thought it was lying in my bed right …

The Ouija Board Hat Man and The Dream-Catcher

My last story was about my dream-catcher spinning at night. (The Dream Catcher) But this time it was a smaller dream-catcher pendant that my aunt gave to me. This is what happened:

Last weekend I was with my friends hanging out, like normal teens, and we decided to meet up with each other later that night. So we went our separate ways for an hour or two, I don’t know what my friends did, but I went home. Before I left something told me to take the small dream-catcher with me [when I say something I mean like intuition/a sense of foreboding] so I grabbed it a headed out the door.

We walked around for a while until we ended up at my friends house, and after we sat down my friend john pulled out an Ouija Board, [By the way there were 8 of us Me, John, Claire, Joe, Will, Emily, Cathy and Suzie]. Emily and I …

The Dream Catcher

I am writing this story on behalf of both my father and I, we both have Native American blood, (1/32 for my dad, 1/64 for me – The Chickasaw tribe,fyi). That is a detail that will make itself clear in the story, and we were wondering if anyone could help us figure out what is around. The story will be his than mine will follow…

My Dad’s Story

About 3 weeks ago he was woken up in the middle of the night because his room was really warm, so as he was going to get a glass of water in the kitchen he walked into a cold spot, which is unusual because the heater was on and the house stays warm, (even when you don’t want it to), and according to him it felt like some unhappy entity passed through him and he brushed it off saying there was a window open, not true, and as he was going back …