Mystic stories. Strange stories from real life
In this section, we have collected true mystical stories sent by our readers and corrected by moderators before publication. This is the most popular section on the site, because. even those people who doubt the existence of otherworldly forces and consider stories about everything strange and incomprehensible to be just coincidences like to read stories about mysticism based on real events.
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When I was 16 years old, I was fond of. I made layouts for my girlfriends and everyone told me everything, everything is true. Over time, my girlfriends began to bring their friends and acquaintances to me. Then I got tired of all this, and other interests appeared in life, I abandoned all this. But apparently what is in me still does not want to be silent, and I began to dream prophetic dreams. Some are not memorable, but some are very difficult. Here is one of them, after which I am very afraid of my dreams.
I was then 24 years old, and I was in the last month of pregnancy. My husband and I arrived late from a long trip, I was tired, but for some reason I could not sleep until morning. In the morning I fell asleep and I dream that I am in a barn with two doors, I am sitting on the ground and there are two snakes in front of me. One crawls away from me under the door on the left, and my son-in-law Igor (sister's husband) comes out of the door that is directly opposite me and goes to the door behind which the snake is located. I screamed wildly in my sleep, screamed that he should not go there, that there was a snake, she would sting him, and he would die, but he did not listen to me, smiled and went into that door.
I remembered one story that happened a long time ago, when I was young. One girl lived in our yard, we were friends with her. They played together in the yard, went to visit each other. We often gathered at my house, then at her place, I liked to fill in the diaries of friends together, which almost every high school student had at school. I grew up with my parents alone, there were three of them. Natasha's mother raised them alone, it was very hard for her. Often I gave her my dresses and jewelry so that she could go to the disco, she was very beautiful in them. She naturally had white hair that did not need to be dyed, but only curled in curlers.
At the disco she met a guy. Young, handsome, also fair-haired, his name was Vitya. They became friends, meet, love each other. About a year passed, they got married. The wedding was at their house, I remember, the whole yard was having fun, they said that what a beautiful couple, how they fit each other. Only now I don’t know why, but, both in clothes and in jewelry, which decorated the rooms for a wedding in an apartment.
Our family was deported to Siberia in the early 1930s. I remember an incident that happened to me. I climbed, kid, on a cedar tree, high from the ground. Suddenly he broke and hung on a thin branch. The soul went to the heels: everything, I think, is the end. There was a crunch, the branch broke off. And I woke up hugging a thick tree trunk. By what miracle did he overcome the distance to the trunk? What unknown force grabbed me? I guess. I think I know the answer.
We lived, the family of an enemy of the people, in Prokopyevsk, in a barracks. We were starving. Once, in early spring, I then moved to the fourth grade, my mother sent me for potatoes. The collective farm field was plowed up, and it was possible to collect frozen potatoes left over from the last harvest. Mom gave me our only bucket, and I went. The tractor drivers did not object to me "grazing" on the plow, but suddenly, out of nowhere, a horseman appeared. He did not like that I was stealing, and he began to drive me away. Hit several times with a whip on the shoulders and back. I had to run away. But you can't really run away from a horse. It occurred to me - to escape in the lake, still covered with a viscous ice mess. I hooted up to my shoulders, I lost the bucket. From resentment, he shouted: “May you die!”. Having galloped to the water, the rider wanted to rein in the horse, but he reared up and rushed forward into the water! The rider did not expect such a trick, fell down, entangled in the stirrups, and the horse dragged him into the lake. Collective farmers ran towards us from all sides. I did not wait for what would happen next, I rushed to the shore. At home, my mother beat me for a bucket. In the evening I went out into the street and I see an almost brand new bucket among the garbage (one hole in the bottom)! I fixed it and my mom kissed me. The next day I met a tractor driver. “The rider drowned,” he said.
In the summer I lived with my grandparents. A village, several of them are scattered within sight on the hills, far from the asphalt road. River, forests. My parents and my brother sent me there to eat pies, pancakes and sour cream with butter. It was the most best time in my life. There were 4 girls and 6 boys from all villages. Who is local, who is from the city sent to the air. Almost all weathers. They were very friendly. In the evenings they burned a fire at the edge of the forest. They brought guitars and tape recorder electronics. We were all 15-17 years old. They danced, sang songs, rode horses, climbed the gardens.
At the beginning of my story, I will say that mental disorders no one in my family suffered. This case is out of the ordinary, which happened to me almost a year ago.
In the midst of white summer day I talked with my husband on the phone (we were in different cities at that time) and we had a quarrel with specific threats to life and health on his part, after which I simply started to get hysterical. At this time, the phrase suddenly came to my mind: “Do you want help?”. I did not understand what was happening to me, and even at that moment, realizing little, I answered: “YES”. It all started the next morning!
When I was 14 years old, we lived in a village, and because of the floods that happened every spring, several families began to move our village to new apartments. Families happily left this godforsaken village for the city. The turn of my family had not yet reached, so we lived practically in an abandoned village. And, like all teenagers, I and another 7 people climbed abandoned houses and looked for any unnecessary rubbish. They played hide-and-seek, climbed the attics of old houses in search of some interesting object.
And somehow, after school, we, as always, met with our company - there were 3 girls and 4 guys. And again they went to roam around. We went into one house, and there everything was as if no one had been relocated from this house: there was furniture, curtains, everything was as it should be in a residential building. Only this house has been empty for half a year already, and the grandmother who lived here has been living happily in a new city apartment for a long time. Well, we, as always, let's explore the whole house, who is rummaging through the cabinets, who climbed into the attic, in short, we were not bored.
I read this story: “A dream for two” and I remembered another case that took place back in the 80s. The case took place at one large enterprise for the procurement and processing of cattle meat, that is, at a meat processing plant.
On the second floor of the building of the plant there was an administrative staff, and below there was a slaughter and cutting shop. The place of the "lower classes", you know, is gloomy and bloody, not everyone's psyche can withstand working in a slaughterhouse, therefore, at this enterprise, each employee periodically underwent a medical examination, including a visit to a psychotherapist. She asked her questions and ticked off, if everything was in order with the employee from a mental point of view, but if not, then the latter was summoned to the authorities, offering him "to rest or look for another job for his own benefit."
But then an emergency happened at the enterprise. From the safe, without breaking it, some very expensive tool was stolen, which was used at work. The police were called to draw up a protocol, and Georgy managed to agree with the investigator to hold off on initiating the case for the time being and return to this issue only after all the employees of the meat processing plant had undergone a thorough psychological examination, he hoped that with its help he would be identified kidnapper. Therefore, in order to enable the urgently invited specialist to get to the bottom of the truth, this time everyone was checked, not only workers from the bottom, but also from the top, that is, the entire administrative staff, including the head of the enterprise himself. Let's call him George.
I must say right away that I am a skeptic about everything mystical, but here are two cases from childhood that have not found their explanation.
I spent my summer holidays with my aunt in the village of Petrovskaya Gorka, which is located in the Luga district of the Leningrad region on Lake Cheremenetskoye. Immediately behind the village was a hillside, abundantly overgrown with hazel, ferns and hops. I don’t know how it is now, I was there for the last time at my aunt’s funeral ice 20 years ago. Naturally, our summer boy gang could not miss such a location - it was our favorite place to play war and Indians, and was explored throughout its entire length.
It was at the end of August, literally in a couple of days I had to leave for the city. My friend Sanya and I, two twelve-year-old tomboys, went to finally pick nuts, although not yet ripe at this time, but already quite edible. And while walking through our hazel (I repeat, thoroughly studied) we suddenly came to a place completely unknown to us. It was something like a shallow ravine, at the bottom of which stood something like a shed or a small hut, seemingly abandoned. We were extremely surprised, because almost every day we rushed around here and did not notice this, but in fact in this house it was possible to arrange a boyish headquarters! We decided to see what is inside this hut. But the closer we got to it, the stronger we were seized by some kind of animal fear.
In this section, we have collected true mystical stories sent by our readers and corrected by moderators before publication. This is the most popular section on the site, because. even those people who doubt the existence of otherworldly forces and consider stories about everything strange and incomprehensible to be just coincidences like to read stories about mysticism based on real events.
If you also have something to say on this topic, you can absolutely free to do so right now.
When I was 16 years old, I was fond of tarot cards. I made layouts for my girlfriends and everyone told me everything that I tell them, everything is true. Over time, my girlfriends began to bring their friends and acquaintances to me. Then I got tired of all this, and other interests appeared in life, I abandoned all this. But apparently what is in me still does not want to be silent, and I began to have prophetic dreams. Some are not memorable, but some are very difficult. Here is one of them, after which I am very afraid of my dreams.
I was then 24 years old, and I was in the last month of pregnancy. My husband and I arrived late from a long trip, I was tired, but for some reason I could not sleep until morning. In the morning I fell asleep and I dream that I am in a barn with two doors, I am sitting on the ground and there are two snakes in front of me. One crawls away from me under the door on the left, and my son-in-law Igor (sister's husband) comes out of the door that is directly opposite me and goes to the door behind which the snake is located. I screamed wildly in my sleep, screamed that he should not go there, that there was a snake, she would sting him, and he would die, but he did not listen to me, smiled and went into that door.
I remembered one story that happened a long time ago, when I was young. One girl lived in our yard, we were friends with her. They played together in the yard, went to visit each other. We often gathered at my house, then at her place, I liked to fill in the diaries of friends together, which almost every high school student had at school. I grew up with my parents alone, there were three of them. Natasha's mother raised them alone, it was very hard for her. Often I gave her my dresses and jewelry so that she could go to the disco, she was very beautiful in them. She naturally had white hair that did not need to be dyed, but only curled in curlers.
At the disco she met a guy. Young, handsome, also fair-haired, his name was Vitya. They became friends, meet, love each other. About a year passed, they got married. The wedding was at their house, I remember, the whole yard was having fun, they said that what a beautiful couple, how they fit each other. I just don’t know why, but there was a lot of black at their wedding, both in clothes and in decorations that decorated the rooms for the wedding in the apartment.
Our family was deported to Siberia in the early 1930s. I remember an incident that happened to me. I climbed, kid, on a cedar tree, high from the ground. Suddenly he broke and hung on a thin branch. The soul went to the heels: everything, I think, is the end. There was a crunch, the branch broke off. And I woke up hugging a thick tree trunk. By what miracle did he overcome the distance to the trunk? What unknown force grabbed me? I guess. I think I know the answer.
We lived, the family of an enemy of the people, in Prokopyevsk, in a barracks. We were starving. Once, in early spring, I then moved to the fourth grade, my mother sent me for potatoes. The collective farm field was plowed up, and it was possible to collect frozen potatoes left over from the last harvest. Mom gave me our only bucket, and I went. The tractor drivers did not object to me "grazing" on the plow, but suddenly, out of nowhere, a horseman appeared. He did not like that I was stealing, and he began to drive me away. Hit several times with a whip on the shoulders and back. I had to run away. But you can't really run away from a horse. It occurred to me - to escape in the lake, still covered with a viscous ice mess. I hooted up to my shoulders, I lost the bucket. From resentment, he shouted: “May you die!”. Having galloped to the water, the rider wanted to rein in the horse, but he reared up and rushed forward into the water! The rider did not expect such a trick, fell down, entangled in the stirrups, and the horse dragged him into the lake. Collective farmers ran towards us from all sides. I did not wait for what would happen next, I rushed to the shore. At home, my mother beat me for a bucket. In the evening I went out into the street and I see an almost brand new bucket among the garbage (one hole in the bottom)! I fixed it and my mom kissed me. The next day I met a tractor driver. “The rider drowned,” he said.
In the summer I lived with my grandparents. A village, several of them are scattered within sight on the hills, far from the asphalt road. River, forests. My parents and my brother sent me there to eat pies, pancakes and sour cream with butter. It was the best time in my life. There were 4 girls and 6 boys from all villages. Who is local, who is from the city sent to the air. Almost all weathers. They were very friendly. In the evenings they burned a fire at the edge of the forest. They brought guitars and tape recorder electronics. We were all 15-17 years old. They danced, sang songs, rode horses, climbed the gardens.
At the beginning of my story, I will say that no one in my family suffered from mental disorders. This case is out of the ordinary, which happened to me almost a year ago.
In the middle of a broad summer day, I was talking with my husband on the phone (we were in different cities at that time) and we had a quarrel with specific threats to life and health on his part, after which I just started hysterical. At this time, the phrase suddenly came to my mind: “Do you want help?”. I did not understand what was happening to me, and even at that moment, realizing little, I answered: “YES”. It all started the next morning!
When I was 14 years old, we lived in a village, and because of the floods that happened every spring, several families began to move our village to new apartments. Families happily left this godforsaken village for the city. The turn of my family had not yet reached, so we lived practically in an abandoned village. And, like all teenagers, I and another 7 people climbed abandoned houses and looked for any unnecessary rubbish. They played hide-and-seek, climbed the attics of old houses in search of some interesting object.
And somehow, after school, we, as always, met with our company - there were 3 girls and 4 guys. And again they went to roam the abandoned houses. We went into one house, and there everything was as if no one had been relocated from this house: there was furniture, curtains, everything was as it should be in a residential building. Only this house has been empty for half a year already, and the grandmother who lived here has been living happily in a new city apartment for a long time. Well, we, as always, let's explore the whole house, who is rummaging through the cabinets, who climbed into the attic, in short, we were not bored.
I read this story: “A dream for two” and I remembered another case that took place back in the 80s. The case took place at one large enterprise for the procurement and processing of cattle meat, that is, at a meat processing plant.
On the second floor of the building of the plant there was an administrative staff, and below there was a slaughter and cutting shop. The place of the "lower classes", you know, is gloomy and bloody, not everyone's psyche can withstand working in a slaughterhouse, therefore, at this enterprise, each employee periodically underwent a medical examination, including a visit to a psychotherapist. She asked her questions and ticked off, if everything was in order with the employee from a mental point of view, but if not, then the latter was summoned to the authorities, offering him "to rest or look for another job for his own benefit."
But then an emergency happened at the enterprise. From the safe, without breaking it, some very expensive tool was stolen, which was used at work. The police were called to draw up a protocol, and Georgy managed to agree with the investigator to hold off on initiating the case for the time being and return to this issue only after all the employees of the meat processing plant had undergone a thorough psychological examination, he hoped that with its help he would be identified kidnapper. Therefore, in order to enable the urgently invited specialist to get to the bottom of the truth, this time everyone was checked, not only workers from the bottom, but also from the top, that is, the entire administrative staff, including the head of the enterprise himself. Let's call him George.
I must say right away that I am a skeptic about everything mystical, but here are two cases from childhood that have not found their explanation.
I spent my summer holidays with my aunt in the village of Petrovskaya Gorka, which is located in the Luga district of the Leningrad region on Lake Cheremenetskoye. Immediately behind the village was a hillside, abundantly overgrown with hazel, ferns and hops. I don’t know how it is now, I was there for the last time at my aunt’s funeral ice 20 years ago. Naturally, our summer boy gang could not miss such a location - it was our favorite place to play war and Indians, and was explored throughout its entire length.
It was at the end of August, literally in a couple of days I had to leave for the city. My friend Sanya and I, two twelve-year-old tomboys, went to finally pick nuts, although not yet ripe at this time, but already quite edible. And while walking through our hazel (I repeat, thoroughly studied) we suddenly came to a place completely unknown to us. It was something like a shallow ravine, at the bottom of which stood something like a shed or a small hut, seemingly abandoned. We were extremely surprised, because almost every day we rushed around here and did not notice this, but in fact in this house it was possible to arrange a boyish headquarters! We decided to see what is inside this hut. But the closer we got to it, the stronger we were seized by some kind of animal fear.
When it comes to strange, at first glance, inexplicable things, ghostly anomalies that have no scientific or other sound explanation, we attribute mysterious and even magical qualities to these things. I want to present you a list of 10 strange, unsolved cases from life, the explanation of which no one has found.
10th place. Poltergeist made of coal
January 1921
Purchasing coal for his hearth in winter, Mr. Frost from Hornsey (London) had no idea how dangerous this purchase was and how much trouble coal could bring at first glance. After the first portion of solid fuel was sent to the fireplace, it immediately became obvious that it was somehow "wrong". The red-hot coal pebbles exploded in the furnace, destroyed the protective grill and rolled out onto the floor, after which they disappeared from view and appeared only in the form of bright sparks in another room. This did not end the matter. The Frost family began to notice strange things in their house, knives and forks floated through the air, as if they were in open space. The Reverend Al Gardiner and Dr. Herbert Lemerle witnessed an unusual and frightening phenomenon.
There were several versions regarding the devilry taking place in the Frost house. Skeptics put all the blame on the sons, who allegedly decided to play a prank on their parents. Others were sure that these were the tricks of miners who mixed dynamite with coal (later this version was tested and refuted). Still others believed that the raging spirit of the dead miners, resting in a corner and disturbed by the Frosts, was to blame.
The latest news that has been preserved about the Frosts is disappointing. On April 1 of the same year, five-year-old Muriel Frost died, allegedly from fright when she saw a poltergeist. Her brother Gordon was so shocked by the death of his sister that he was hospitalized with a nervous breakdown in the hospital. The further fate of the family is shrouded in mystery ...
9th place. rain of seeds
February 1979
The coal incident is not the only curiosity in England. For example, in 1979 it rained seeds in Southampton. Seeds of watercress, mustard, corn, peas and beans rained down from the sky, covered in an incomprehensible jelly-like shell. Amazed by what he saw, Roland Moody, who was in a home mini-conservatory with a glass roof, ran outside to get a better look at what was happening. There he met his neighbor, Mrs. Stockley, who said that this was not the first time that this had happened the previous year. As a result of the seed rain, Moody's entire garden, as well as the gardens of three of his neighbors, were covered with seeds. What was the cause of the strange atmospheric phenomenon, the police failed to find out.
Unusual rain repeated several more times, after which it did not happen again. Mr. Moody alone collected 8 buckets of watercress on his territory, not counting the seeds of other plants. He later grew them into watercress and claimed it tasted great.
One of the episodes of the series "The Mysterious World" by Arthur C. Clarke, aired in 1980, is dedicated to this incident. Until now, an adequate opinion regarding the strange rain does not exist.
8th place. The mysterious death of Netta Fornario
November 1929
The main character of the following strange story is Nora Emily Edita "Netta" Fornario, a writer who considered herself a healer, a resident of London. In August or September 1929, she left London for Iona, an island off the west coast of Scotland, where she died under mysterious circumstances. Among the versions of her death are psychic murder, heart failure, the action of hostile spirits.
Arriving on Iona, Netta set about exploring the island. During the day she traveled, and at night she searched for traces of the spirits of the island, with whom she tried in every possible way to contact. Her search dragged on for several weeks, after which, on November 17, her behavior changed dramatically. Netta hastily packed up her things and intended to head back to London. She told her friend, Mrs. McRae, that she was telepathically wounded after receiving messages from other worlds. It happened at night, so Mrs. McRae, apparently looking at the chic silver jewelry of the healer and fearing for her health, persuaded her to go on the road in the morning.
The next day, Netta went missing. Her body was later found on a "fairy mound" near Loch Staonaig. The corpse lay on a cross made of turf, completely naked under a black cloak, covered with scratches and abrasions. There was a knife nearby. The legs were beaten to the blood, as a result of jogging over rough terrain. Was Netta killed by a maniac, died of hypothermia, or by an absurd accident, is unknown. Discussions on this issue have not yet ended.
7th place. fire poltergeist
April 1941
After finishing breakfast, farmer William Hackler, a resident of Indiana (USA), went outside to get some fresh air. After leaving the house, he felt that his clothes smelled of smoke. Without paying much attention to it, he went to the barn. A few minutes later he returned back to the house, where we found a fire in the bedroom (the house was without electricity) - the walls were burning. The local fire brigade quickly arrived at the scene and extinguished the fire. But that was only the beginning of a hard day for the Hacklers...
Immediately after the fire engine left, a mattress caught fire in the guest room. The fire was located directly inside the mattress. Fires broke out in various places (including under the cover of the book) and rooms throughout the day. By evening, the number of extinguished fires reached 28. Having played enough, the fiery poltergeist no longer disturbed Mr. Hackler and his family. Those, in turn, demolished the old wooden house and built in its place a new, non-combustible lumber.
6th place. Third Eye
November 1949
Students of one of the universities of South Carolina in the city of Columbia (USA) returned late at night from the theater on Longstreet. At one point, they froze in place, confronted by a strange man in a silver suit, who then moved the cover of a nearby manhole and disappeared into the sewers. From that moment on, the strange man was nicknamed "the sewer man". A little later, this "character" again made it known about its existence, but more terrible event. In April 1950, in one of the lanes, a policeman noticed a man near a pile of mutilated chicken carcasses. The case took place in dark time days, the policeman sent a flashlight in the direction of an incomprehensible object, and was stunned to see a man with three eyes. The third eye showed off right in the center of the forehead. While the policeman came to his senses and called for reinforcements on the radio, the mysterious creature disappeared from view.
The third meeting with the "sewer man" took place in the 60s in the tunnels under one of the universities. After the tunnels were carefully examined, but no clear evidence of the existence of a three-eyed man was found. Who or what is he? Human? Ghost? Alien? No one knows, but random meetings continued until the early 90s.
5th place. Connecticut stylet
February 1925
For several months, women from Bridgeport (Connecticut, USA) were intimidated by a "phantom stiletto" that strikes the chest and buttocks and then hides in an unknown direction. The victims of an unknown, but very real criminal, were 26 persons, whose bodies felt all the pain and anguish from powerful blows of sharp weapons.
The attacker did not adhere to a specific type of victim, women were chosen spontaneously and randomly. While the victim screamed in pain and came to his senses, the perpetrator quickly ran away, not allowing himself to be identified. Police investigations led nowhere, the identity of the "stylet tormentor" was never identified. In the summer of 1928, the attacks changed dramatically and were never repeated. Who knows, maybe the maniac got old and artosis began to torment him ...
4th place. electric girl
January 1846
Do you think "X" people are fiction? Wrong, some of the characters are quite real. At least one. A fourteen-year-old resident of La Perriere in Normandy began to frighten her comrades with unusual abilities: approaching her, people received electric shocks, chairs moved away when she tried to sit down, some objects soared into the air as if they were light and weightless floats. Later, Angelina received the nickname "electric girl".
Not only those around, but also the girl herself suffered from the unusual abilities of the body. She often suffered from convulsions. In addition, by attracting various objects to herself, Angelina received painful injuries. Parents considered their daughter possessed by the devil and took her to church, but the priest convinced the unfortunate that the reason for their child's abnormality lies not in spirituality, but in physical features.
After listening to the rector, the parents took their daughter to the scientists in Paris. After examination, the famous physicist Francois Arago concluded that the unusual qualities of the girl are associated with electromagnetism. Scientists invited Angie to participate in research and testing that were supposed to make her normal. In April 1846, a few months after the start of the program, the "electric girl" forever said goodbye to her amazing abilities.
3rd place. Another fire poltergeist
January 1932
Housewife Mrs. Charlie Williamson from Blundenboro (North Carolina, USA) was wildly horrified when her chintz dress broke into a bright flame for inexplicable reasons. At this point, she was not standing near a fireplace, stove or other heat source, she was not smoking or using any flammable products. Luckily, her husband and teenage daughter were at home, ripping off her flaming dress before it burned the unfortunate woman.
The adventures of Mrs. Williamson did not end there. On the same day, the pants in her closet burned to the ground. The trials by fire continued the next day, when, in the presence of witnesses, for unknown reasons, a bed and curtains in another room caught fire. Spontaneous combustion continued for three days, after which the Williamsons surrendered to an unknown element and left the house. The housing was examined by firefighters and police, no reasons for what was happening were identified. On the fifth day, the fires stopped by themselves and no longer disturbed the owners of the house. Thankfully, no one was hurt by the fire.
2nd place. blind reading
January 1960
We note right away that we are not talking about blind people who have learned to read special books by moving their fingers along the bulges on paper, but about a completely ordinary girl, sighted and healthy. The originality of Margaret Foos was that she could read ordinary books blindfolded. Her father called this phenomenon psychic vision through the skin. He himself taught his daughter this incredible skill and hurried to prove the uniqueness of the method to scientists.
In 1960, Mr. Foos arrived with his daughter in Washington DC to participate in a scientific study. For the duration of the experiment, psychiatrists put on Margaret's eyes "fool protection" - a tight bandage. For the purity of the experience, the father was taken to the next room. Blindfolded, using only her fingers, the girl was able to read the pages of the Bible, kindly provided by scientists. After that, she was offered to play checkers, recognize different pictures, with which Margaret successfully coped.
Despite the fact that the girl managed to pass all the tests, psychiatrists could not explain how she managed to do this. They insisted on their own, arguing that it was impossible to see without eyes, that what was happening was a deception.
1st place. sniper ghost
1927-1928 years
For two years, a mysterious "ghost sniper" terrorized the residents of Camden, New Jersey. The first incident occurred in November 1927, when Albert Woodruff's car was shot at with a gun. The windows of the car were riddled with bullets, but the investigation did not yield any results - not a single cartridge case was found at the scene. Later, two city buses, windows of houses and shop windows were damaged by mysterious shelling. As in the first case, the perpetrators and shell casings were not found. The good news is that no one was hurt by the actions of a ghost or a real criminal.
The mysterious sniper hunted not only in Camden, residents of the cities of Lindenwood and Collingswood, New Jersey, as well as Philadelphia and Pennsylvania, suffered from his tricks. Most often, the victims were private cars and urban transport (buses, trolleybuses), residential buildings. Only in one of many cases did the witness hear the shots, but did not see anything or anyone.
The attacks stopped abruptly in 1928. Later, people suffered only from abnormal imitators who wanted to act as the famous "ghost sniper".
Stories about what is not rationally explained, about extraordinary accidents, mysterious coincidences, inexplicable phenomena, prophetic predictions and visions.
WHOSE FAULT?
My old friend, good companion, teacher, recently retired, Lilia Zakharovna told me unusual story. She went to visit her sister Irina in the neighboring Tula region.
In the same entrance on the same site with Irina lived her neighbors, mother Lyudmila Petrovna and daughter Ksenia. Even before retiring, Lyudmila Petrovna began to get sick. The doctors changed the diagnosis three times. There was no sense in the treatment: Lyudmila Petrovna died. On that tragic morning, Ksenia was awakened by the cat Muska, her mother's favorite. The doctor declared death. Lyudmila Petrovna was buried not far away, in her native village.
Ksenia and her friend came to the cemetery for two days in a row. When they arrived on the third day, they saw a narrow hole in the grave mound, about an elbow deep. Quite fresh.
Muska was sitting nearby. There was no doubt. Almost at the same time, they cried out: “That's who was digging!” Surprised and gossiping, the girls filled the hole. The cat was not given to them in their hands, and they left without it.
The next day, Ksenia, taking pity on the hungry Muska, again went to the cemetery. She was accompanied by a relative. Imagine their amazement when they saw a rather large hole on the mound. Exhausted and hungry, Muska sat nearby. She did not break out, but calmly let herself be put into the bag, occasionally meowing plaintively.
Ksenia's head now never left the episode with the cat. And now the thought began to emerge more and more clearly: what if mother was buried alive? Maybe Muska felt it in an unknown way? And the daughter decided to dig out the coffin. Having paid money to some homeless people, she came to the cemetery with a friend and girlfriend.
When the coffin was opened, they saw in horror what Xenia had foreseen. Lyudmila Petrovna, apparently, tried to lift the lid for a long time .. The worst thing for Xenia was the thought that her mother was still alive when she and her friend came to her grave. They didn't hear it, but the cat heard it and tried to dig it out!
Evgenia Martynenko
GRANDMA WALKED IN THE FOREST
My grandmother Ekaterina Ivanovna was a pious person. She grew up in the family of a forester and all her life
lived in a small village. She knew all the forest paths, where what kind of berry is found and where are the most hidden mushroom places. She never believed in black supernatural forces, but one day a strange and terrible story happened to her.
She needed to bring hay home from the meadow for the cow. Sons from the city came to help, and she hurried home to cook dinner. It was autumn. It was evening. I walk to the village in just half an hour. Grandmother is walking along a familiar path, and suddenly a familiar village resident comes out of the forest. Stopped, talked about village life.
Suddenly, the woman laughed loudly throughout the forest - and immediately disappeared, as if evaporated. Grandmother was terrified, she began to look around in confusion, not knowing which way to go. She rushed back and forth for two hours, until she collapsed in exhaustion. As soon as she thought in confusion that she would have to wait in the forest until morning, the sound of a tractor reached her ears. She followed him in the dark. So I went to the village.
The next day, my grandmother went to the forest companion home. It turned out that she did not leave the house, she had not been in any forest, and therefore she listened to her grandmother with great surprise. Since then, my grandmother tried to bypass that dead place, and in the village they said about him: this is the place where the goblin drove Katerina. So no one understood what it was: whether the grandmother had a dream, or the villager was hiding something. Or maybe it really was a goblin?
V.N. Potapova, Bryansk
DREAM COME TRUE
In my life, events constantly occur that cannot be called otherwise than miraculous, but all because there is no explanation for them. In 1980, my mother's civil husband, Pavel Matveyevich, died. In the morgue, my mother was given his things and a watch. The clock in memory of the deceased mother left for herself.
After the funeral, I had a dream, as if Pavel Matveyevich insistently demanded from my mother that she take the watch to his old apartment. I woke up at five o'clock and immediately ran to my mother to tell a strange dream. Mom agreed with me that the clock must be taken by all means.
Suddenly a dog barked in the yard. Looking out the window, we saw that a man was standing at the gate under the lantern. Throwing on her coat in a hurry, my mother ran out into the street, quickly returned, took something from the sideboard and again went to the gate. It turned out that the son of Pavel Matveyevich from his first marriage came for the clock. He happened to be passing through our city and came to us to ask for something in memory of his father. How he found us almost at night remained a mystery. I'm not talking about my strange dream...
At the end of 2000, my husband's father, Pavel Ivanovich, became seriously ill. Before the New Year, he was admitted to the hospital. At night, I had a dream again: as if some man urged me to ask him about something important. Out of fear, I asked how many years my parents would live, and received the answer: more than seventy. Then she asked what was waiting for my father-in-law.
In response, I heard: "There will be an operation on the third of January." And indeed, the attending physician scheduled an urgent operation - on the second of January. “No, the operation will be the third,” I said confidently. What was the surprise of the relatives when the surgeon moved the operation to the third!
And another story. I have never been particularly healthy, but I rarely went to the doctors. After the birth of my second daughter, I once had a very bad headache, well, it was literally torn. And so throughout the day. I went to bed early in the hope that my head would pass in a dream. As soon as she started to fall asleep, little Katya was brought up. There was a night light above my bed, and as soon as I tried to turn it on, I felt like I was hit by an electric shock. And it seemed to me that I was soaring high in the sky above our house.
It became calm and not at all scary. But then I heard a child crying, and some kind of force brought me back to the bedroom and threw me into bed. I took the crying girl in my arms. My nightgown, my hair, my whole body was wet, as if I had been caught in the rain, but my head didn't hurt. I think that I experienced instant clinical death, and the crying of a child brought me back to life.
After 50 years, I had the ability to draw, which I always dreamed of. Now the walls of my apartment are hung with paintings...
Svetlana Nikolaevna Kulish, Timashevsk, Krasnodar Territory
JOKED
My father was born in Odessa in 1890 and died in 1984 (I was born when he was 55 years old). As a child, he often told me about the days of his youth. He grew up as the 18th (last) child in the family, he enrolled himself in school, graduated from the 4th grade, but his parents did not let him continue to study: he had to work. Although he was a communist, he spoke well of the tsarist time, believed that there was more order.
In 1918 he volunteered for the Red Army. To my question, what prompted him to take this step, he answered: there was no work, but you had to live on something, and there they offered rations, clothes, plus youthful romance. One day my father told me this story:
“There was a civil war going on. We were in Nikolaev. They lived in a car on the railroad. In our unit there was a joker Vasya, who often amused everyone. One day, two railroad workers carried a can of fuel oil, gagged, along the wagons.
Right in front of them, Vasya jumps off the car, spreads his arms to the side and says in a strange voice: “Hush, hush, lower, lower, the machine gun scribbles with water, fire, water, lie down!”, He falls on all fours and starts to crawl. Taken aback, the railroad workers immediately fell and began to crawl after him on all fours. The can fell, the gag fell out, fuel oil began to flow out of the flask. After that, Vasya got up, dusted himself off and, as if nothing had happened, approached his Red Army men. Homeric laughter rang out, and the poor railway workers, raising a can, quietly left.
This incident was strongly remembered, and the father decided to repeat it himself. Once in the city of Nikolaev, he saw that a gentleman in an Easter white suit, white canvas shoes and a white hat was walking towards him. The father approached him, spread his arms to the sides and in an insinuating voice said: “Hush, hush, lower, lower, the machine gun is scribbling with water, fire, water, lie down!”, Knelt down on all fours and began to crawl in a circle. This gentleman, to his father's astonishment, also fell to his knees and began to crawl after him. The hat fell off, it was dirty all around, people were walking nearby, but he seemed to be detached.
Father took what happened as a one-time hypnosis on a weak, unstable psyche: power changed almost every day, uncertainty, tension and general panic reigned. Judging by some facts, such a hypnotic effect on some people is common in our rational time.
I. T. Ivanov, village Beisug, Vyselkovsky district, Krasnodar Territory
SIGN OF TROUBLE
That year, my daughter and I moved into my grandmother's inherited apartment. My blood pressure rose, my temperature rose; having attributed my condition to an ordinary cold, as soon as I let go a little, I calmly left for a country house.
The daughter, who stayed in the apartment, did a little laundry. Standing in the bathroom, with her back to the door, she suddenly heard a child's voice: "Mom, mom ..." Frightened, turning around, she saw that a little boy was standing in front of her and holding out his hands to her. In a split second, the vision vanished. My daughter was 21 years old, and she was not married. I think readers understand her feelings. She took it as a sign.
Events were not slow to unfold, but in a different direction. Two days later I ended up on the operating table with an abscess. Thank God she survived. There seems to be no direct connection with my illness, and yet it was not a simple vision.
Nadezhda Titova, Novosibirsk A
"Miracles and Adventures" 2013
In the life of every person there are such incidents and stories, telling which palms sweat, and hair stand on end. Of course, in fact, most of them are ordinary coincidences, but it is not always possible to believe in this. In fact, there is enough mysticism in our world, therefore another story, out of the ordinary, can happen to absolutely anyone. Next, we will talk about the most mysterious and terrible cases that happened to people.
The case took place in Latvia, namely in Riga. The young man recently got married. He decides to get together with friends and chat a little. Of course, it was not without alcohol. All night long friends buzzed to the fullest and had fun like the last time. A lot of alcohol and drugs were present at the party.
After a few hours of fun, everyone began to disperse to their rooms to rest and sleep. One of the friends decides to stay in the kitchen with the hero of the occasion in order to spend the night behind dialogues "according to concepts." When all the alcohol had already been drunk, and the friends could barely stand on their feet, it was decided to go to bed. Young man, who had recently become a husband, went to his wife's room, and the friend went to another, where there was no one.
This is where the mysterious story begins, based on real events. As soon as the guy lay down on the sofa, he immediately felt something was wrong: strange squeaks and exclamations, obscene words uttered in a whisper. Of course, this situation could scare anyone. Then, in the mirror opposite the bed, a shadow flickered, pretty frightening. young man. He was afraid to get up, because it is not known what will be expected of him. Then such knocks were heard, similar to driving a nail with a hammer. Immediately there was such an idea that alcohol and drugs made themselves felt. This could be considered true, if not for a strong knock, after which the guy can not stand it and turns on the light.
What he discovers then is simply mind-blowing. There was a hammer on the floor, the knocks of which had been heard earlier. A strong fear and a sense of self-preservation took over, and the guy ran away to sleep in another room. Waking up, he told a story friends. But they weren't laughing. It turns out that this house was built by an adult man who traveled the world. Soon he hanged himself from a tree next to the estate. How and why he did this is still unknown. And his ghost still haunts the house.
Reading this mysterious story based on real events, goosebumps appear on the skin, and the hair simply stands on end. Sometimes you are amazed at what happens to people.
A young girl who works in the office all day long, practically did not appear in her apartment, as the work absorbed her from head to toe. The only thing she did while at home was washing in the shower, cooking and sleeping. There was simply no time for other things. The girl did not have fun and did not invite friends to visit, as the malicious boss did not give rest to the young lady.
And once such a moment came that the apartment had to be sold. It was removable, and the owner found a buyer. Consequently, the girl had to move out of the living area belonging to another person. According to the rental agreement, there was only one week left until the next payment. That's how long it took to find a new apartment.
Hire realtors there was no money, no time. Therefore, the young lady went to friends who could help her. And, it would seem, a good opportunity turned up to live in a friend's apartment for a small cost. But there is one problem - grandfather recently died at this place, and a year before his grandmother. For some reason, the landlady decided not to tell this to her own friend. Apparently she wanted more money.
Having packed her bags, the girl still moves to a new apartment. Of course, she again appeared there very rarely, since it was the end of the year, and it was necessary to draw up various reports for the entire working period. There were no outings at all.
One day the chef decided to make a gift, giving the girl a day off. She spent the whole day cleaning the apartment. In the evening, tired of all the fuss, she drank a glass of red wine and turned on the TV, which showed cartoons. Suddenly young lady heard her lock open. A strong fear gripped her. Then the men's steps went to the kitchen. For several minutes the tenant of the apartment lay in perplexity. Later, having gained strength, she still decides to go check. But there was no one there.
The next day, she told this story to her friend, who rented her an apartment. She could not restrain herself and said that it was on the sofa where the girl was sleeping that both grandfather and grandmother died. Most likely, it was their spirits that traveled around the house. A few days later, the resident packed her things and left. She didn't talk to her friend anymore.
mystical real story from life real people originates in the nineties of the last century. Perestroika is in the yard, no one has money, everyone survives as best they can. And now the unremarkable family lived absolutely like everyone else: a small apartment, two children, an unloved and low-paid job.
But one day the head of the family declares that bought a new car. There were many quarrels on the basis of this purchase, since there was no money even for food, and my father buys transport. The new purchase was an old Audi 80 with over 200,000 miles on it. And from the first day, for some reason, the car disliked its owner: it constantly broke down, some parts fell off, rust "ate" the body.
My father spent days and nights in the garage, trying to fix a new problem. Every day presented miracles: a puncture of a wheel is already such a common thing that the new owner did not lose heart at all, but dutifully repaired his “swallow”.
And one day, when patience was just running out, it was decided sell car. Before preparing for the sale, the family decides to wash the car inside and out to create a more or less presentable look. The children decided to clean up the trash under the seats, where some kind of package was found.
In this bag were various letters in which there were all kinds of curses and conspiracies. Of course, this inspires great fear. It is not known who and why left these inscriptions in the car, but they made me very nervous. It was decided to dispose of all curses by burning. So they did.
After that, some strange things started. For example, someone stole a wallet from a mother. Gradually, the problems only gained momentum. One of their major problems was work. For some reason, the boss became so angry with the husband and wife that he decides to deprive them of their salaries. Accordingly, it was necessary to look for new sources of income, because a family with children would simply die of hunger.
And here is the buyer for the car. Having arrived at the appointed time at the right place and after inspecting the vehicle, he decides to still buy a car. After spending small test drive, the buyer drove into the pit and punctured the wheel. This is just where his problems begin. Still, he decides to buy a "cursed" car, unaware of its past. The deal went through, the money was received, the buyer left.
