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When ice skating I’m afraid of falling and slicing my neck open/cutting my fingers off.

>>1033
I think about that a lot too. Went to a rink as a child and the moment we entered, a woman fell and a man sliced her cheek with his skate. There was blood all over the ice. I'll never forget it. I'm sure that woman has a really nasty scar.

i have no clue why it scares me so much but the idea of astral projection spooked me the second i read about it. it's odd, i experienced it once and it scared me so much, i felt like i was lost in my own place it's hard to explain it's a weird fear, anyone have the same feelings?

>>1029
I don't want to post the story here because it contains personal details of persons other than myself and also because I'm paranoid he'd somehow see it, but I'd be willing to tell the story privately.

>>1035
I’ve never astral projected but was just looking into it and I really wanted to try it but am scared or feel like I wouldn’t be able to experience it. I’ve had sleep paralysis before and it was terrifying. Were u scared you wouldn’t be able to, like, ever wake up and get out of that “realm”?

Hmm I said I would draw a slug man but I drew an incubus instead, I'm very happy with it, if you compare this with my first drawings in this thread this looks much better (in my opinion) even though it's messy, so maybe I am improving (yay) also I still haven't finished the dragon boi :c I just draw when my roommate is not around so I don't creep her out with my choice of subject matter.
>>965
I have an idea, I can draw what you asked for (but it will be messy) and when I post it you can pay me to make it cleaner and add more detail to it if you want, but you don't have to if you like it messy. Because drawing something doesn't take that long actually but cleaning it all up and making it nice takes a while, like they say: the last 10% takes 90% of the time, but it adds 90% of the impact.

Also does anyone else love this painting, I had it in one textbook and I just couldn't stop staring at it and I copied it because it's so beautiful. It's a design of a costume for the ballet Afternoon of a faun painted by Leon Bakst

>>968
It is not my type of artstyle, but otherwise it is kind of nice.

just want an eldritch bf

This one is fairly old, and is somewhat widely known.
But in Virginia colony, and up until the mid-20th century, there have been reports of a monster called the Snallygaster.

Some people suggest that it comes from local legends of the Powhatan, though I know little of this particular subject.

The Green Man / Charlie No Face
>A green glowing faceless demon who walks along the road at night.

What I find interesting about this urban legend is that the Green Man was a real person. He lost his face and arm from an electrical accident as a child. The legend originated from people seeing him during his nightly walks.

A girl committed suicide in my old school's pool (which was in the basement area) in the 1960s(fact), it has been closed off for a very long time but people have said the building above it is haunted.

An elementary school in my city used to be a military base in the 1800s(yes, the building is that old) and supposedly they hung people from a very large tree that still stands on the grounds. Not sure how true that one is with regards to hangings but yeah.

In my hometown there is a building downtown that had been boarded up since the 1970s. Downtown barely qualifies as a downtown, the city had a population of about 45,000.

The building was this very tall hotel, every last window had plywood over it. The explanation as to why it always stood was that nobody wanted to deal with it, the building itself was violating some code or had something wrong to where it would have to be torn down entirely to be fixed. And apparently the cost of doing so was not worth it to anyone, so it always remained.

Rumors were it was haunted as fuck and you could see all sorts of ghosts. People would trespass there regularly and get really scared, others said they saw nothing. I never tried but wish I did.

My alma mater was originally built to train priests. They lived on-campus in buildings that are now used as classrooms and offices. I had to walk through the oldest part of the college to get home and it was pretty spooky during the cold, winter evenings when you're surrounded by statues of Mary and Jesus hanging on the cross but when I heard that there's a room in a certain building that's haunted, I had to check it out one evening. There is indeed a room (Room 2) in a building that is now used by the Department of History. The wall and door of the room have been removed and from the outside I could see that the window is boarded up. Pic related is an old, creepy picture of the room.

The true story is that a student living in the room killed himself in 1841 by throwing himself out of the window. He was buried and the college tried to keep it quiet (as suicide is a sin). There was possibly another student who stayed in the room who killed himself by slitting his throat but there's no evidence of that so I can't confirm. Almost 20 years later (1860), another student was temporarily staying in the room for a week, oblivious to what had happened there. Later he was told that a student had commit suicide in that room which worried him and when he returned to Room 2, he cut himself and jumped out the window. He survived initially and told the vice-president of the college that there was a demonic presence in the room. Apparently he had seen a demon's face in the mirror and he had an overwhelming urge to kill himself. He too died from his injuries a day later. After this, a priest wanted to investigate so he spent the night there. He refused to talk about what he saw but it turned his hair completely white. The vice-president ordered that the room not be used to house any more students, that it be turned into an oratory and that a statue of St.Joseph (patron saint of peaceful death) be placed in it. Two of the students are buried in the college graveyard (their names are visible on the graves and on a plaque) and there is evidence that they attended the school so these deaths are genuine.

Now for the legends. It's said that there's a blood stain (from one of the students cutting themselves) in the room that keeps re-appearing after it is cleaned. Apparently the chemistry students tested it one day and confirmed it was human blood. It's also said that students are banned from staying the night in the building or brinPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

My nightmares usually involve somebody I know beating me to death. I don't usually even register them as nightmares, it's like I'm walking just kinda walking around and suddenly my dad starts bashing my head, and I'm like ouch, could you please stop.
Sometimes I wake up cause my body just jerks upwards, and I can't remember anything, just a vague sense of dread. Sometimes im not even fully asleep, it just happens.

i still remember my very first nightmare, because it had such a big effect on me. in it my mom sent me to buy shampoo in the drugstore close to where we lived. while i was there i noticed that one of the beauty attendants (i have no idea if that's actually what they're called) was following me through the store, but was like whatever. she had deep red hair and was very tall and buff, she was pretty and had nice makeup lol. i payed and started my way home and noticed she was still following and i freaked out and started running into some public clinic and cried and asked people to help but no one helped me, and then i felt a blow to the back of my head which really hurt. next thing i know i'm like outside of my body, and looking at the woman who followed me skinning my dismembered body. i was really young and i was inconsolable for days because of this nightmare

I've been having recurring nightmares that I am being stalked, they are all kind of similar but different. Lately they have gotten more violent and they end up with me getting raped and then murdered and getting my limbs chopped off and put inside drawers, I take the same rout to/from the gym and work so it's pretty scary, the alternate route is even more desolate than my main one.

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Last night I dreamt, I woke up alone in a black room without a discernible end or beginning. On the floor at my feet was a pill bottle, I felt a sort of pull, almost instinctual urge to open it. Unable to resist the itching temptation, I popped the lid off and the bottle spewed it’s beady and circular contents outwards, forcing me backwards and flying out of my hands like a deflating balloon as it sporadically jerked every which way. Soon the pills came like a wave out of the bottle, enveloping me, trapping me, drowning me. All the space around me was filled with pills, the pills became as the air, filling every vacuum, forcing themselves down my throat, and as I choked and coughed under the weight of the ballpit of drugs, I felt something that I haven’t felt in a long time, not during movies, not during walks late at night, or even car crashes, complete and utter fear. I began uncontrollably shaking, spasming, like there was some sort of vibration in my chest, and woke up crying.

It's not very good, maybe I was delusional, but it must be noted I've never had an audio hallucination smoking pot prior or ever since.

>be me in 2013
>middle of winter and im living with a coworker temporarily
>nearby his apartment are some quiet woods with a stream that runs through
>after work sometimes i would walk the trail a bit and then wander a bit into the trees to smoke
>one evening i do this after dark
>im sitting there smoking and i hear a baby crying
>i don't even consider what im hearing for 20 seconds until i think about how im all alone and theres no one nearby
>i stand up and look around and there is still this crying but nobody in sight
>i throw everything away and bolt to the trail and out of the woods as fast as i can

I never went back there at night.

Can we have more /x/ discussion threads? I would love for the thread links in OP to be more active. I'll make a true crime thread if anyone is interested.


art by https://twitter.com/hxkxtxxxn

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thank you, anons!! <3 these are lots of great ideas. i love you all.

tomorrow's the big day!! or maybe it already is for some of you guys on the other side of the world.
im glad it's getting gloomier here and im finally getting into the halloween spirit im just bummed everyone else here is not really feeling it lol.
so what are your guys halloween plans?

>>379
Have fun Anon!

>favorite things about Halloween
the atmosphere. i love the coloring and the gifts, the weird masks people wear as they run around and beg strangers for candy. idk there's just something magical about this season
>costume ideas
n/a
>party planning
n/a
>music and movies
probably going to start up welcome to nightvale & watch some ~spooky~ movies. and play a few creepy rpgmaker games ( those aren't movies, but still )
>decor inspiration
nah

Smallpox.
Thank god this shit was eradicated

A film that was weird to watch was cat soup.
It left a strange feeling behind. Maybe because i was very young when i watched it…

So far I’ve had delusions three times in my life. I think they all were caused by extreme anxiety and stress.

1st time
During my final year of college I didn’t leave my apartment for three days after reading about “Planet X”. I actually thought I was going to die and didn’t go to my classes or speak to anyone for days. Now I can laugh about it but at the time I’d never been more terrified. I guess the stress of finals caused me to snap.

2nd time
This was the scariest one. Often on my walk home from work I’ll call my family to catch up and chat. This time a man picked up and said hello. It was my dad but I didn’t recognize him. I kept talking but in my head I “knew” this wasn’t my dad but an imposter. Then he puts my “mom” on the phone to chat for a bit. I didn’t recognize her either. Another imposter. I was so freaked out and worried if my real parents were ok and who are these imposters. Once I hung up I felt normal again. Very weird.

3rd time
This most recent incident happened almost two years ago. I was watched a movie with my bf and he asked to pause it for some reason (I forgot). As i’m waiting for him I am staring at my painted nails. When I look at my thumbs I suddenly feel my stomach drop. I’m freaked out, are these my thumbs? They don’t look like my thumbs. They look crooked and broken and painful. I felt like I was high on drugs.


That’s all I got for now.

a few days ago I was convinced when I woke up that I was on some sort of drug. I went back to sleep, woke up, believed I was on the same drug, and tried to sleep it off again and again until it was the next day. I realized the next day how completely stupid the idea was of me.

I had a pretty severe "gonna stuff everything that looks like pills or powder in me"-phase in my early 20's.
At some point I was so fucked up that I had several day long episodes which partly disconected me from reality to a point where I thought I'm dreaming. Without drugs.
It felt the same. My body was numb, voices and faces were hard to recognize and understand, I kind of couldn't grasp the concept of cause and effect or time anymore so everything was a totally magical experience for me (things like setting the alarm clock or day/night cycle) but also scary sometimes. Saw things that werent there, spoke to people in my mind while starring at them, silently, for hours (in my mind they answered).
Its also all very blurry and to this day I cant seperate the very vivid dreams when I was asleep and the very dreamy real world when I was awake.
The only really bad thing that happened was that I tried to chop of my index finger with a hatchet because I have a small lizard tattooed on it and thought it was venomous and will bite me.

Mind you that this little incidident (I was to weak and the hatchet too blunt to cut trough the bone, luckily) made me skip drugs completly and my episodes got less intense and became more rare every month till I lost them nearly completely after around a year.
I still stutter a bit sometimes and tend to have "blank moments" in memory now and then.

I also sometimes miss this time. The world was just 200% more colorful and full of adventures but I feared that I could become (seriously) dangerous for me or others at some point.

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Anon here. A few days ago, I heard the radio turn on. I was like, okay, probably some alarm, I need to go turn it off. I walked into the room where the radio was and as I go nearer to the radio, I hear this clear as a bell, audible "Heyyyy" in a weird voice. It sounded like it was right next to me. My friend was all the way on the opposite side of the house in the bathroom, so he couldn't have gone to where I was so fast, but I called his name anyway because I was so scared someone somehow broke into our house. I went to the bathroom my friend was in and confirmed he was there. He checked the room for me and turned off the radio. No one was there.

Later that day, as I was going to bed, I saw a man sitting on my bed and some object on my bed. I don't think this is weird, though, because I was probably falling asleep.

>>836
I never responded to this, sorry. Since my early/mid teens?

>>757
just like the majority of people involved in hollywood, or tv stars, this is just proof she is dumb and whack as fuck. i never cared about the show, but it is shocking anyway

what a bad way to start a thread
op u didn't even give us a link to an actual article detailing her arrest lol

>>757
https://www.vox.com/2018/4/25/17275930/allison-mack-smallville-actress-sex-cult-nxivm-dos-prison-arrest-sex-trafficking-keith-raniere

https://www.usatoday.com/story/life/people/2018/05/04/more-arrests-expected-sex-cult-case-involving-allison-mack/581322002/

Here are some links, I guess

>>786
OP is a video though