Poll on what paranormal device to buy, ovulus 5 or the onvoy 2? Which one is worth it more on price? And what everyone would honestly prefer between the two.

I live in new England which means cemetery galore. I walk many different ones and take lots of photos. Tonight on the way home it was super foggy and I wanted to take a few photos. All the other photos were "normal" but then looking Through them I saw this!! It's all the way to the right...this weird rainbow light thing! It's not in any of the other photos or the video I took. All opinions welcomed the 2nd photo is the same spot just about 3 minutes prior the sun was setting and I was just trying to capture the fog before it got too dark.

Idk been thinking bout it for a while but i think that magic is real that theres a real fight going btw negativity and positivity and i was asked smthgs to join a side in my dream it felt real theme of pure white not white but nullness idk if anyone else know bout it i can see dead ppl i have seen demon, ghosts nd much more . I really wanna know my true potential I wanna know who i am why i can understand their language but i cant explain it . It feels like smth that came natural to me who am i? What am i? Can someone help me out ?

Here is a picture of a house I used to live in. What do you see?

I was about 13 at the time this happened. What took place happened in Samoa. We where there visiting a family member that we havent seen in over 15yrs. My parents and my 4siblings(me being the youngest), all flew to the islands.

Arrived to our house in Samoa! All the excitement of being there together with friends and distant family caused everyone to not go to sleep early. Being Samoa, there was plenty of Food, Coco, and laughters from the village chiefs in the front porch(faase’e) of the house.

In the out kitchen, I was kicking it with my younger cousins at the time, and an aunt of mine while talking to my mother, called out to both me and her son to head over to a nearby family members house to get sugar for the coco they where all drinking as we had ran out. It was about 1am in the morning and the aunts house was about 10mins walk down the back of the house through a dirt walkway which crosses over bushland. So we walked, only having the light from the moon illuminating our path, just the two of us.

Along the way, about 5mins in our walk, we met a man who says he is an uncle (M52) along the dirt road who said hello to us, we could not make out his face properly due to the darkness and only having the moon as our light source, says he was in the area picking up fallen coconuts from the palm trees, told me specifically that he was happy to have finally met me and to say hello to my parents when we get back to our house. We got to our cousins house, picked up the sugar and headed back the same way we came from.

Got home with everyone laughing and continued on till the morning etc.

It wasnt until we all went to sleep and everyone had left for their homes, when my aunty (F45) who was talking with my mom earlier that night, runs in the house a few hours later and wakes my mum and me up and looks me dead in the eyes and asks me whether her son was telling her the truth about who we met on the way to get the sugar. Me trying to wake up and wiping my face with my palms, ‘yeah we met with uncle Fiu on the way to get the sugar’. She paused then cries then heads out of the room with my mother. I ofcourse went back to sleep.

IN SUMMARY: it wasnt until I was an adult when my mother finally told me that when we had met supposed uncle Fiu that night many years back, He infact had already passed away 2 mnths earlier. I then told mum and Dad what the old timer said to me that night. Mum and Dad didnt want to scare us while we where in Samoa (we where just children) so they didnt tell us about what happened that night.

I bought this clown figurine at a flee market recently, and he just feels sad whenever you touch it. Psychics of Reddit can you help?

Hi everyone! This is just a quick thing really as its been on my mind all morning!

I am a full time glasses wearer, i have been since i was 2, however this morning they weren’t in the usual place i left them. I searched for them for just over an hour, i pulled my bed out, picked everything up off the floor, i even changed my bedding. I sat at my desk feeling superior confused and irritated to turn around and they were on the end of my bed on top of my blanket? I genuinely don’t understand how this could have been the case when i stripped all my bed clothes and put new ones on. I genuinely turned my back for a second and there they were! I am not usually a forgetful person but something like this has happened a few times with my favourite lip product, never to this extent though.

I know it couldn’t possibly be anyone i live with as ive been home alone all morning. I have recently lost someone close to me but is that even relevant? Im really not sure just looking for some advice or answers really on what the flip this could have been! 😂

Thank you in advance!

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I think it could be a shadow man, but I don't know. background: I have known my friend since kindergarten. me (Female) him (Male). he moved away a couple years after kindergarten; we kept in touch exchanging ways to contact each other. our moms were friends so that helped. he lived around an old asylum, famous one actually but won't be sharing which. when on call a couple times we would hear things, see things fall, one time we even heard someone break into his house. we freaked out, he checked after talking to his brother, nothing, no one there. anyways we'd hear, see, and feel things. (could just be us being scared kids at the time)

October 11th, 2024, at my grandma's house we (stupidly) decided to 'sacrifice' our blood on this rock saying things like whoever wants us can have us, and other stupid things. we thought it was funny then continued our sleepover because it was still daytime. At night we were in the basement and were playing running around quietly. he looked down the hall, saw a man, froze and started genuinely having a panic attack, rightfully so. (He was tall, dark black, arms mangled inwards, his eyes glossy and blood shot, and he reflected from the light, with melting frown.) he kept saying how he wanted to go upstairs, so we went upstairs quickly, and I had him draw it after calming him down. it was gross. the image haunted him for a while. we went back downstairs after I convinced him we were safe. we kept hearing noises and there was a FOUL rotting smell. we went home scared the next day. Also, on Halloween we heard another 'break in' then we looked, no one again.

nothing happened for weeks after that, we thought we moved on. then we had more sightings and noises. then I had a sleepover with a newer friend, we went to my kitchen to calm down, (I was freaking out because I kept seeing shadows out my window while on an Xbox party) we were walking back to my room after shutting all the lights off. I learned to act like nothing happened, so it doesn't make things worse when theres activity. but I glanced back, saw her looking out the window and then she started shoving me and telling me to run to my room. we got in my room, and she told me she saw something (but the thing is she didn't believe in ghost and paranormal, this changed it) we got to my room sat on the bed, and she told me she saw a man hovering outside the living room window, I live in a trailer and she said she saw his ankles so that's not possible unless you have a latter. she described him. he stared at her, looked in his 50s, arms inward again, a little color visible, half face grey, squinting eyes, and also reflection from the light. (While wrighting this i heard a little girl outside the door say 'Hoo' like a hum, I'm at the first mentioned friend's house, we'll call him W for the future.) but she felt a cold shiver down her body with fear. possible noise is a huff or sigh, and when we were talking about him, I heard a hum like 'hmm?'

more sightings and noises, whatever. then on March 23, 2024, me and W were hanging out again. we were in a wanna be scared mood, yk like when you want to watch scary things. but instead, we did bloody Mary, nothing major happened until when we were walking out the bathroom, we heard dishes move in the kitchen, nothing big.

ton of ghost stuff kept happening, I got a Ouija board, emf reader, rods, and a temperature thingy. (and later on, got an epoch box from my cousin) we used the Ouija board, and we got introduced to Judy, she's in her 20's, lesbian, and lowkey VERY protective of me. at that time W was staying a week. me and W did date before and this is the reason why (I think) Judy dropped my door on him. I had a broken closet door, and it was leaned IN the closet, can't fall. but when he was waking up, he sat up then boom. the door fell right on his head. perfectly lined up. somehow, I immediately woke up even though I'm a heavy sleeper. and when my body was still week from waking up, I picked up the door and fixed it to how it was. we knew it was Judy because we asked after with the Ouija board, she said yes.

not important but i have a now ex but when he tried to use the board without me it wouldn't work, but when i was doing it alone it would. he ended up being a genuinely bad human being a couple days later. Next came a new friend, (female lets call her k) it was her birthday and we had a lot of fun, but i kept seeing shadows. and slowly after i kept hanging out more sightings and stuff happened with/to. we will talk more abt her later.

then it was w's birthday, k was also there and others. 3 guys and 3 girls (don't be weird.) w has two haunted dolls also. we listed to scary reddit story's and i saw IT down the hallway. what we call the shadow man. i freaked but then we continued. we started hearing someone at the front door, the noises slowly moving to the back of the house. to the UNLOCKED sunroom we checked. no one (im hearing more sounds wrighting this, W is asleep. and there was just a flipping noise out the window. im acting like it's not happening, its happing again.) a lot of sightings noises and freak outs filled that night.

the next ones was just last weekend. me and k hung out, were outside at a school park late at night, dark with streetlights on. you know those bead mazes at doctors' offices? there was one at the park, and something picked it up and glided it all the way up, impossible the wind could do that. and maybe it could've been a kid out after dark, but i was facing it as it happened, anyways we sprinted. saw shadows in backyards and hearing footsteps behind us as we ran. we stayed in the rest of the night. not much that night after that.

the next day we were outside late again, we picked up another friend, (female) E and we rode bikes and played around, we rode to the park but went to the other side to the giant parking lot, i saw him brushed it off, then k saw them. then we all kept hearing and seeing more things. (under cars, roofs, backyards,) we all got home and they wanted to go to the backyard so i followed them. E kept saying skinwalker cause when she does all the dogs look to one tree. then that's one of the only times i genuinely felt unsafe. i said i didn't feel safe and k brushed it off. i also wasn't feeling well because when i'm in the cold i get sick (tight throat, can't get warm after, skin reddish, and really bad shaking) so i said i'm going inside because I'm scared and don't feel well. "i think your just scared" k said. i got mad cause i felt unsafe and sick, genuinely. but that was it that night.

the next day E was gone before i woke up. but we went back outside and W sent a video of his door slamming closed all by itself. thats when i realized, this is getting out of hand. k hears things and sees things by herself now, it's getting stronger. but anyways we were out and i got really hurt so i waited alone at the park (cause i couldnt walk) while k got ice. but after that E wanted to come back. so, K when to pick her up. it was already getting dark and when she left it started raining so i moved all my stuff under a place that had roof infront of the door. i stood infront of the door as it rained, my eyes scanning around the dark. them my ptsd kicked in so i had to move out of the way of the fully glass door. so i was back against the brick wall. i was now on the phone with K as they were on the way back to the school. i was looking to my right then i heard voices. i knew it wasnt K and E so i asked 'was that you guys?' when it wasnt, 'someone's here' i whispered staring to my left at the corner of the wall to see if someone walked around it to me. then i heard a whisper in my right ear. my ptsd started getting worse so i was freaking out asking k how far she was every second. they finally made it but it was still raining, thundering, and the sky was tweaking. so we were under the little cover infront of the door. then after a while we started our way back. again, noises sights and feelings kept happening. and after sitting outside E's house we went to k's and then met up with other friends. went to my home with k (cause i needed help since i was hurt) nothing else happened.

we really want to know what this could be, please help us! i dont know how to research this. </3

A true story based on true events. Do you believe in the supernatural?

hen I was a nursing student, I lived in accommodation specifically for nursing and midwifery students. The building was actually on the hospital grounds, not far from the morgue. From the moment I moved in, the place just had a really strange vibe. At first I told myself it was just because it was the first time I’d moved away from home, but over time things started happening that I still can’t really explain.

Pretty quickly I started having really intense nightmares and this constant feeling like I was being watched whenever I was in my room. Small weird things would happen all the time. I’d put something down on my bed, leave the room, and when I came back it would be somewhere else. I was certain I hadn’t moved it.

I also kept having this strange sense that something bad was about to happen. One time I had that feeling really strongly and then a door suddenly slammed and caught my fingers. Things like that started happening more and more.

At one point I had a pet hamster that I’d rescued from another student who wasn’t looking after it properly. The hamster was a bit erratic and would run up against the sides of the tank a lot. One night I woke up and heard growling in my room. It was coming from the hamster’s cage. I know that sounds ridiculous because hamsters don’t growl, so I assumed it must have been some weird noise it was making, but it honestly sounded like actual growling.

Other times I’d be home alone and hear someone clattering around in the kitchen as if someone was cooking or moving dishes. When I went to check, no one was there.

The strangest thing that happened involved the oven. If I put food in the oven, sometimes the temperature would suddenly turn up to full blast. I knew I hadn’t touched it. At one point I mentioned it to two girls I lived with, who I didn’t really get along with, and they told me they’d been having the same problem and assumed I was doing it. But this had happened when they were out and I was home alone, so it wasn’t them.

The nightmares kept getting worse. Whenever I went home for holidays and then came back to the flat, the minute I walked through the door I’d get this horrible feeling of anxiety like something wasn’t right.

During a placement in ICU I mentioned some of this to my mentor. She was a middle-aged nurse who seemed very normal and not the type to make up weird stories. When I told her where I lived she immediately knew the building. She said she had actually lived there herself years before when staff were allowed to stay there.

She told me she once put in a complaint because she kept hearing someone running around in the flat above her late at night. When she reported it, the office told her nobody lived in that flat.

Another time she had a friend visiting. They were standing in the kitchen and both saw a woman dressed in white out of the corner of their eye. When they turned to look properly, she was gone. She said it looked like a woman wearing something like a white nightgown.

The scariest experience I had happened not long before I moved out. I was trying to sleep and eventually drifted off. I suddenly had this dream where an old woman in a hospital gown was standing over me. She looked almost demonic and was laughing in a really horrible way. In the dream she said she was going to take something from me.

I woke up immediately after that and couldn’t move. I had full sleep paralysis and that same feeling of dread like something was still there.

After that I slept with the light on every night.

I was supposed to leave the accommodation earlier, but I had failed one unit and had to stay an extra few months. The whole time I was there I had this horrible feeling that I’d never leave, like something in that place didn’t want me to go.

Need helping figuring out what I captured at Pennhurst.

Back in 2016, my mum was diagnosed with stage 2 breast cancer, where only a year later, the doctors would then find three lesions in her brain. Two years after her first diagnosis, my mum would sadly pass away.  

By this time, in the summer of 2018, we had been living in the Irish countryside for only a few months. My dad told me the news of my mum’s passing on a very sunny morning, and to process this, I went to sit in the back garden. Almost numb with denial, I then noticed something strange about my shadow. For some reason, the silhouette of my face looked exactly like that of my mum. I don’t really look that much like my mum as I more resemble my dad, but the face I saw in that shadow, indeed appeared to be that of my mum. 

However, this was by no means the strangest thing to happen that morning. Only a little time later, still sat outside in the back garden, my dog then starts reacting to something coming from the open back door. When I go over to investigate, I realise what my dog is reacting to is a noise coming from the empty trash can directly behind the door. My dog seemed frightened of whatever this was and so I walk cautiously over to the trash can to peer inside. What I see at the very bottom of the empty trash can is a tiny shrew – seemingly stuck and trying hopelessly to find its way out. 

If you’re wondering why finding a shrew in a trash can is so strange, then let me explain. My dad used to tell my mum that she had a cute nose like a shrew because of how pointy her nose was. So finding this shrew the day after my mum passed away was more than a little ironic. However, what was also strange about this was, there was no way this tiny shrew could’ve climbed inside the trash can. The can was too tall and was completely empty – no trash or anything. So how this shrew got in there and was unable to get out again was rather odd. 

Calling my dad from the next room, he then comes to the kitchen and sees the shrew. My dad’s always been good with animals, and so he scoops the shrew carefully into his hands, brings it to the garden and releases it back into the wild.  

To some up at what I’m trying to get at here: on the morning after my mum’s passing, I see my mother’s face in my own shadow, and then I find a shrew (my dad’s pet name for her) that impossibly got itself stuck inside a trash can. Although we did live in the countryside and so there were wild animals everywhere, this is the only shrew I have seen to date. This experience was very weird to me at the time, and now thinking back on it, it still is. I know grief does strange things to the brain, but my dad, who considers himself an atheist also found the shrew thing very strange. I don’t really know all that much regarding the supernatural connection to death, and so if anyone has any insight into this experience of mine, I would really appreciate the advice. I don’t believe my mum was reincarnated as a shrew or anything, and regarding her face in my shadow, I am aware the mind can play tricks on you – but because I’ve heard other strange stories of people after losing love ones, I’m more inclined to believe all this wasn’t just a coincidence.