hiya on this page I aim to collect weird bits and pieces that doesn’t fit into the ghost stories or urban legends section anything I find interesting fascinating or just plain weird ^_^ and the first is a shadow person picture:
okso far as I can gather shadow people don’t seem to fit into any of the recognized categories of paranormal phenomena; they are not ghost nor demons nor entities they have no features, no face or details of any kind, they often seem to have no purpose or definite role they seem to be observing is the usual case often only caught out of the corner of the eye but when a person goes to actually look they will not be there or other cases have reported waking up and seeing one just stood at the end of the bed again no threat was apparent just appeared to be watching.
every night after everyone had gone to bed I would wake up to see a man-shaped shadow standing in front of my closet door. This was regardless of whether the door was open or not. The only visual description I can give of the man was that he was just… darker than the space around him. I felt that he was evil and watching me.
A few years ago, after arriving home in the wee hours of the morning, I opened the nursery door to check on my 2 yr-old granddaughter, who was sleeping peacefully in her crib. My blood froze when, in the dim light coming through the bedroom window, I saw a dark, thin figure standing at the foot of her bed, not four feet away from me. Instantly, I backed up and slammed the door. In that split second, as the door was closing, I saw the figure race across the room, in front of the window, and vanish into the opposite wall
Dog headed men:
The sighting happened about twenty years back in a suburb of Birmingham, England called King’s Norton. My friend, who we will call Dave, was around twenty two years old and he relayed the story to me about two years after it happened. Dave was a very straight chap, not at all interested in mysteries, paranormal topics, UFOs etc and was well known for his honesty. He knew I was interested in such matters and one night told me he wanted to share something he hadn’t talked about with anyone before.
His story starts with him coming home from a night out with friends in Birmingham city centre, although he had been drinking he stressed he was not drunk and had a clear head. He got off the night service bus at Kings Norton Green and decided to cut through a large playing field, which sits opposite the cemetery at The Green, to the canal at the bottom which would have cut about half an hour off his walk home. It was a clear night with the moon providing a fair amount of light but it was very cold. He started to walk along the path which runs along the edge of the field linking to a small road before you reach the canal that runs onto a main road.
After walking about a quarter of the length he glanced to his left and saw a very tall man walking parallel with him across the other side of the field, he estimated that the guy was about seven to eight foot tall which made him look a little more carefully, whilst still walking. He noticed to his surprise the guy had what appeared to be the head of an Alsatian dog. At first he thought maybe it was a mask of some sort but as he looked he could see the creatures breath coming from its snout (it was very cold) and there seemed to be a fluid movement as it walked, not the stiff neck you’d expect from a mask placed over a mans head.
The creature was wearing a long, dark coat and never looked in Dave’s direction. Dave panicked a little at this point (he’s exact phrase was his arse was chewing toffee!) and decided to speed up his pace, which he did. He glanced again to his left and was alarmed to see the DHM had matched his pace but stayed on a parallel course. He stayed calm and continued his brisk walk observing the DHM from the corner of his eye, if the thing changed it’s direction he would run but he still hoped it was all a bad dream or a hoax.
At the bottom instead of crossing the brook that runs along the base of the field leading to the canal he cut right up the small road, just before he reached the road he broke into a sprint and looked fully at he DHM to see what it would do. It kept pace with him but didn’t appear to be running again maintaining it’s parallel course. It stepped over the brook like you would a small puddle at which time Dave had to turn his back making the sprint to the main road. He said that was the worst part, imagining this thing was right at his back.
At last he reached the main road with a fair bit of traffic to build his confidence and turned to see if this thing had followed him. It was nowhere to be seen. That’s pretty much what he told me, although I will add he was almost in tears as he told me and was shaking, to be honest so was I.
this next one is a youtube video which has me fascinated I am one of those annoying people that is really good at sussing out any trick any magician does, I swear to you there has never been a magic trick or piece of footage anywhere that I have not been able to explain how it was achieved so looking at this clip I am confounded of course one could just simply wave a hand and say cgi but it seriously does not look like that to me anyways have a watch for yourselves and see what you think,
ok i just watched this and I thought it was brilliant, and a tad scary also, here it is give it a watch and see what you think
i watched this with one eyebrow raised I wa fully expecting fake or blurred pictures and indeed some of them are questionable but some are equally intriguing and perhaps warrant further investigation
the scole experiment –
a lot has been said about this but it fascinates me have a watch see how you feel about it