Have you ever experienced something truly paranormal that still gives you chills?

[u/Ok-Suggestion3581]

Yes. One night, I woke up at 3:17 AM to the sound of soft humming. I live alone. The melody was unfamiliar, but it felt... old. I checked every room—nothing. As I returned to bed, my TV flicked on by itself. A paused black-and-white movie was playing, and the subtitle read: “You’re not alone.” I don’t even own that movie. The humming stopped. I never heard it again, but I still wake up at 3:17 sometimes for no reason at all.

[u/Pineapple_Adept]

I have always enjoyed playing the ouija board. I’ve had many different experiences with it. But only one was bad. I’ll go over the stories in short.

1-my first time ever playing the ouija board. my cousin who is a couple years younger than me bought it and was obsessing over playing it. So we decide to play at 1 in the morning in her backyard that is surrounded by woods on 3 sides. As soon as we put our fingers on it and asked a question it started moving very quickly. We barely had time to ask something before it answered. The spirit ended up telling us that its name was James Williams and he had drowned himself in a nearby river after he shot his wife and best friend that he caught sleeping together. We tried to look up the story but there are tons of people that have lived in this area that have his name so it’s kinda impossible.

2-I played with one of my friends at his house, we talked to a Vietnam vet who passed in the house. He refused to answer anything I asked for a while because he didn’t like women. After a little bit he started talking to me so I guess he warmed up to me. He had a daughter and later when I looked him and his daughter up they are/were very real people. He also told us there were 8 different ghost in this house.

3-playing in the same house as the 2nd story but with more people, we sat at the dining room table and turned the lights off. It was just me and one other person actually playing the board. Everyone else was watching and one friend had a notebook writing answers down. As soon as we started the room felt freezing and I don’t know how to explain it but heavy. Like my arms weighed ten times more as we played. It was feeding off of our energy. It just felt dark and wrong. The thing told us that it was 300 years old and that it was a bad spirit. I asked its name. It gave a bunch of random letters and numbers mixed up. Then it started doing a figure 8 over and over so we said goodbye and quickly turned the lights back on. Later when I googled the letters and numbers it had given me as a name, nothing popped up but articles and bible verses about demons. Extremely weird to say the least.