Two things that happened when i was like 10 or 12:

1. One night, I stayed up home alone (my parents were gone), I turn off all the lights and go to sleep. I wake up in the morning, the lights are on in the room next to me and in the kitchen, I hear someone skimming the pages of the newspaper and doing other weird sound. I could see it all through window of my closed door but I didn't go up and actually look what's going on, because I was scared; I basically went back to sleep and wake up to my parents ringing to open the door for them


2. I think I saw a ghost outside out of an old, closed hospital

Yes, and I have a big list.

1. It was right after my grandparents passed away, I was sitting at home in the living room by myself. My mom was in her room, my dad went out to get Dinner. I was three years old. We had these lamp/statues that imitated that of a man and woman. And I had a full blown conversation with both of them, I've told this story to a lot of people but none of them believe me. They say it was a dream but I assure you it wasn't. It was a very concise conversation and I can almost word for word repeat the dialogue, I could never do that if it was a dream as a three year old.

2. A few months later, I'm sleeping in my parents room, I have one of those dreams where you're falling. Naturally it scared me so I stayed up for a while. As I looked at the far wall, we had a picture frame and through the picture frame I saw Jesus, no joke, literally, a faded image of Jesus through the picture. In the morning when I woke up there was no image of Jesus in the photo.

3. A few things happened in my new house. One time I'm sitting in my chair and I look over towards my closet and I swear I see an arm pop out of the closet. A few weeks later, the hallway light suddenly turns on, only my mom and I were home and my mom was sleeping.

There's a few more, but these are the most obvious ones.

I thought I saw a UFO once, probably wrong though.

My grandparents came from Germany after that whole, silly Nazi thing. My grandpa got a job crafting leather. So, naturally, the dude always smelled like leather. 
He died in 1989. 
So, here we are, in 2008. I'm living in the same house that they had. I'm in the basement, at the bar cleaning up from the night before. Suddenly, the area got cold as fuck. Solid heel sounding clacks coming from the tile floor behind me. And, best of all, the whole basement smelled like leather.

So many more stories about that house, but this is the one that is the shortest to explain.

On Strike wrote:

Yes, and I have a big list.

1. It was right after my grandparents passed away, I was sitting at home in the living room by myself. My mom was in her room, my dad went out to get Dinner. I was three years old. We had these lamp/statues that imitated that of a man and woman. And I had a full blown conversation with both of them, I've told this story to a lot of people but none of them believe me. They say it was a dream but I assure you it wasn't. It was a very concise conversation and I can almost word for word repeat the dialogue, I could never do that if it was a dream as a three year old.

2. A few months later, I'm sleeping in my parents room, I have one of those dreams where you're falling. Naturally it scared me so I stayed up for a while. As I looked at the far wall, we had a picture frame and through the picture frame I saw Jesus, no joke, literally, a faded image of Jesus through the picture. In the morning when I woke up there was no image of Jesus in the photo.

3. A few things happened in my new house. One time I'm sitting in my chair and I look over towards my closet and I swear I see an arm pop out of the closet. A few weeks later, the hallway light suddenly turns on, only my mom and I were home and my mom was sleeping.

There's a few more, but these are the most obvious ones.

If you don't mind, can you repeat the dialogue of #1?

OOB lucid dream thing

"I" was lucid dreaming, but the beginning of it

I was rolling out of my body and I hovered and there was a figure in the corner of my room that whipped around like it was caught in the middle of something, and it like turns into a cloud that rushed towards me, and it entered my nose/i breathed it in "wake up" in my bed

deadass

What ethnicity was Jesus  

Alex Anderson wrote:

On Strike wrote:

Yes, and I have a big list.

1. It was right after my grandparents passed away, I was sitting at home in the living room by myself. My mom was in her room, my dad went out to get Dinner. I was three years old. We had these lamp/statues that imitated that of a man and woman. And I had a full blown conversation with both of them, I've told this story to a lot of people but none of them believe me. They say it was a dream but I assure you it wasn't. It was a very concise conversation and I can almost word for word repeat the dialogue, I could never do that if it was a dream as a three year old.

2. A few months later, I'm sleeping in my parents room, I have one of those dreams where you're falling. Naturally it scared me so I stayed up for a while. As I looked at the far wall, we had a picture frame and through the picture frame I saw Jesus, no joke, literally, a faded image of Jesus through the picture. In the morning when I woke up there was no image of Jesus in the photo.

3. A few things happened in my new house. One time I'm sitting in my chair and I look over towards my closet and I swear I see an arm pop out of the closet. A few weeks later, the hallway light suddenly turns on, only my mom and I were home and my mom was sleeping.

There's a few more, but these are the most obvious ones.

If you don't mind, can you repeat the dialogue of #1?

The dialogue wasn't all that creepy. Which has me convinced it was my grandparents. I said hi to them, they asked me where my dad was and I told him that he had gone out to get dinner. It seemed as if they were more interested in my dad than anyone else which makes sense considering he was their son.

I've never had a supernatural experience luckily, but I know my mother and my grandmother have. My mother claims to have seen baby Jesus and virgin Mary as well as her sister's ghost. My grandmother has seen the ghost of her dad, mom, daughter and my mom's sister.

Too many to list.

Yall replying to this like it's just some normal everyday thing  

No, because ghosts, UFOs and Jesus (amongst other things mentioned here) don't exist, and all are figments of your overactive imaginations, or at the very least your mind not being able to tell a real experience from an imagined one.

No, I've never had anything supernatural occur to me.

A box fell over last night while everyone was sleep

In Australia i swear to God I heard my name being called from a little plain. After that I felt tugging on my pants

Black Tresus wrote:

A box fell over last night while everyone was sleep

When I was four, some of my family and I went to the river to go swimming. My uncle was supposed to supervise me and guide me around so I wouldn't drown or anything because I didn't really know how to swim, but I guess he forgot about me and I somehow ended up going 30-40 feet across the river, nearing the strong current. I had no recollection of going anywhere and all I can think is that I fell asleep or somehow went unconscious. I awoke with my head deeply submerged under said river not knowing where I was or how I had gotten there, but I immediately panicked and scratched and clawed for dear life, somehow struggling enough to get my head above the river and screaming at the top of my lungs for help. Thankfully, some dude swam in and saved my life and I returned safely to my dad, but I have no idea whatsoever how I got so far away from my family without any recollection but waking up having drifted significantly from them.

Yeah, man, it was fucking crazy.

Like, I believe the time was around 6 o'clock in the morning or something... but like, I look outside, and everything just keeps getting brighter and brighter. Brighter and brighter until it basically suffocates you with complete light. I couldn't catch a good glimpse of it but like, I swear it was like a big, giant yellowish-orange ball of light that almost blinded me. I quickly closed the blinds to my window and went back to the laptop. That shit was crazy. I wonder if it'll try to come after me again?

One time my door randomly opened and I felt a cold breeze. All the windows in the house were shut and it was pitch black so that shit me up. I immediately turned all the lights on in my immediate vicinity and was stayed up until dawn. Sounds stupid now but that shit was scary.

I also remember in my old house when I had my carpet pulled up that there was a load of writing on the floorboards. I don't remember what it said exactly but I remember there being a girl's name written down with two dates underneath it which I assumed were her D.O.B. and D.O.D. My dad shrugged it off and just replaced the carpet as he planned but since that day I would always see someone running past my room at about 6pm with long black hair and wearing a what I imagined was a dress. I'd also get scratching under my bed late at night, around 10:30-11pm like someone was trapped underneath it except it was impossible to get stuck under my bed because you needed a ladder to climb up on to it. That shit scared me until we moved and nothing like that has happened since.

Another small thing that would happen was that I'd often hear voices in the middle of the day when nobody was home, often sounding like it was coming from our loft. As if that isn't scary enough to begin with, it was always the voice of either my mum, nan or one of my two older sisters that I'd hear, asking me to help them with boxes but door on the ceiling which leads up would always be shut. I never dared open the door because of how scared I was of the loft in the first place but once I started ignoring it I didn't hear anyone up until we moved house.

Reliving the day, basically a sense of deja vu

Oh yeah I forgot. One time I was over at my friends grandparents house (they had both passed away, with the grandmother's death being fairly recent. Like within the past six months.) His mom had left to go get Dinner for us and left us home. There were definite footprints upstairs, no bullshit. We actually dismissed it as anything supernatural and thought it might have been people trying to rob the place, it was a really nice house and it would be pretty easy to rob with two thirteen year old kids there, we didn't find anything though.

Another time I was with the same friend at his actual house and we were eating dinner at the table in the kitchen. The kitchen led to the back door. It was around 8:30pm and he went to the window of his back door with his mom. He came back saying that every night at the same time he sees these three lights dancing in front of the door and says that their his deceased Uncles and Grandfather. I never saw it myself but I take his word.

AND then I was with him again, at a different house that he and his family had recently bought. Me and my parents were staying with them in their basement (this was right after the fire at my house) and one morning when we went upstairs for breakfast, his mom was freaking out about how she heard her brother calling her from the window and whistling. And her brother had been dead for quite some time, so that was kinda freaky, I think my friend even said he heard it too.

I probably have even MORE stories and I'll post them as they come.

I went into a haunted hospital once with a couple of my buds

you can see where i'm going with this

I have two potential ones, although one could be chocked up to my mental status at a young age being less than stable due to some traumas.

The first is one I'm not sure is supernatural, or just my sick delusions. I remember sitting in my living room watching television when I was about 9 or so and suddenly I start talking to someone.  I don't know if I was playing a game or pretending I had an imaginary friend or, again, sick delusion, but the conversation unconsciously continued with the person seemingly answering back to my questions and comments.  I was comfortable with this and either started accepting this fake person as a reality, or someone was really starting to talk to me.  My mom came into the room to see who I was talking to.  I turned around, saw no one there, and started bawling.  I wasn't allowed to watch television for a week.  It was probably my brain just being in it's weird state at the time due to various traumas, but part of me wonders if I somehow caught the attention of someone in the ether who pitied a lonely child.

The next one I can't explain, and it happened maybe 6 years ago when I was working at a pharmacy.  The pharmacy itself was kind of kooky, or at least the people who work there were.  They kept warning me about the 'ghost' who knocks things off of shelves.  I didn't really believe them because I stocked things and I realized that most of the stuff that was being stocked that fell off of shelves 'inexplicably' were thin, usually warped, boxes that were stocked upright.  I didn't take any credence to the idea of a pharmacy ghost until one night when I was closing up with a regional manager who floated from store to store, the roll down metal shutters that the pharmacy closes service windows with started to shake and bang and make all kinds of racket while I'm doing my put backs.  I went into the office and asked the manager if anybody else was here. She shook her head no.  The pharmacy cameras were still on, so I believed her.  She asked me why, and I told her to come onto the main floor.  We got out there, and I half feared that the banging would've stopped, thus rendering me a rube, but sure enough those shutters were still shaking and banging and clanking like someone was trying to get out or call attention to their presence.  She bolted to the front of the store. I tried to coax her back and convince her to come with me to check out what's going on.  She's a manager after all, it's kind of her duty to make sure stuff doesn't get stolen or broken.  She said no and threatened to lock me in.  I said 'the front door unlocks from the inside, dummy', and then she started setting the store alarm, so I booked.  I hesitate to call it paranormal because she didn't allow me to go back and check for myself, but again, she was in the office with the security cameras.  She would have noticed if we locked in a pharmacist.  Anyway, the following morning she had an argument with the main store manager over refusing to work nights anymore.  It's funny because we had a lot of floating regional managers come, go, and come back through again, but she never did.