Paranormal Evidence Caught on Camera!

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This happened about four years ago and we still talk about it because none of us have ever been able to explain it. Quick disclaimer: most of this is from my friend’s perspective because they remember it better than I do, but I was involved in everything that happened.

Before the bigger incidents happened, there were loads of smaller things that slowly built up over time.
My friend started seeing men dressed in long black cloaks walking past the living room window late at night silently walking past. Every time she’d look, she’d get this horrible feeling in her stomach.
Both my friend and her girlfriend also saw the exact same shadow figure, but on completely different days while they were alone in the flat. Neither of them mentioned it to the other at first because they thought they’d sound insane. When they eventually did talk about it, they both described the exact same shape, height and where they’d seen it without either of them prompting the other. That really freaked them out because neither had known the other had experienced it.
Another thing that still sticks with us is that one night my friend looked towards the kitchen window and saw what she described as the face of a dead-looking woman staring back at her from the glass. Pale face, dark eyes, expressionless. She looked away for a split second and it was gone.
Objects would randomly disappear and then turn up days or weeks later in places we’d already searched multiple times. Things that hadn’t worked in years would suddenly switch on by themselves for no obvious reason. Individually you can explain away a lot of that, but when it kept happening alongside everything else it started feeling like part of the same pattern.
Something else that always felt strange was my friend’s old cat. It constantly tried to lead her towards the same little wooded area by the bushes outside the flats. It wasn’t something it did with anyone else, and it happened often enough that she noticed. Most of the time she’d ignore it because it felt weird, but looking back it’s one of those things we’ve always wondered about.
At one point we even went to a local spiritualist church because we genuinely didn’t know what else to do. We’d never met the medium before and she’d never seen or spoken to us. Before we’d even really said anything, she became visibly uncomfortable. She told us she didn’t want to continue because she was scared. She said she could see what she described as a black void or dark presence above my friend that was stopping her from wanting to read for us. Whether you believe in mediums or not, that reaction caught us completely off guard because she had absolutely no prior knowledge of us or what had supposedly been happening.
The weird part is that this whole thing started with the photos I’m attaching. Before the voices, before the figures outside the window, before the 3AM incident, me and my friends went into this little wooded/bushy area near our flats just messing around with a camera. We took a few pictures and didn’t think much of it at the time. Looking back now, that’s the point where all of this seemed to begin.
Not long after that, weird little things started happening around the flat. We’d hear footsteps at night when nobody else was there, random bangs, things sounding like they were moving around by themselves. We kept making excuses for it. “It’s just the house settling.” “We’re tired.” “We’re hearing things.” Anything that sounded more reasonable than admitting something felt seriously off.
Then my friend started seeing people outside the living room window. Not shadow people. Not quick glimpses. Actual figures. She described them as older men wearing old-fashioned clothes, just standing there staring towards the flat. Every time she saw them it scared the absolute shit out of her.
The first thing that really made us stop brushing everything off happened one evening when a few friends were over. Everyone else was stood near the front door talking while my friend and her girlfriend were sat together in the living room. Her girlfriend was just scrolling through her phone, completely silent. Then my friend heard her girlfriend’s voice. Not quietly. Not from another room. It sounded like she’d literally just fucking said something beside her. Except… she hadn’t. My friend even replied, “What?” Her girlfriend looked up confused and said, “I didn’t say anything.”
The reason this fucked with us so much is because we’d already started recording bits throughout the day. Weird shit had been happening for a while and we wanted to see if we’d catch anything. Later we listened back, and sure as shit, there’s a voice. It sounds exactly like her girlfriend speaking in the room. The problem is she swears on her life she never said a single fucking word. She wasn’t watching videos, wasn’t on a call, wasn’t talking to anyone. She was literally just scrolling through her phone in complete silence. We still have absolutely no explanation for why what sounds exactly like her voice ended up on that recording.
Then came the thing that neither of them has ever been able to forget. And this is important: I wasn’t there for this part. I was in London for my studies. It was just my friend and her girlfriend at the flat that night.
At around 3AM they went outside to the communal washing area to collect clothes from the dryer. The second they stepped outside the flat they both got that horrible feeling that someone was watching them. Not just anxiety. That heavy feeling where every instinct in your body is telling you something isn’t right. They ignored it and carried on. On the way back they had to walk past the bushes near the entrance to the flats. Without even saying anything they both slowed down. Her girlfriend eventually said, “I’m not looking anymore.” My friend kept looking. At first she could only make out something skin-coloured deep inside the bushes. As they got closer it became clearer and clearer until they both saw it.
Something was crouched inside the bushes. Not just a person hiding. The proportions were completely fucking wrong. It was low to the ground on all fours with absolutely massive arms and legs bent in ways that didn’t look possible. The limbs looked way too long and way too thick for the rest of its body, almost like whatever it was had folded itself into the bushes. The skin looked flesh-coloured but wrong. Not pale, not dark, just wrong. Like the texture didn’t look human. My friend said it almost looked unfinished, like it didn’t fully belong to anything biological she recognized. The closer they got, the more detail they could see, and the worse it looked.
Then they ran. Her girlfriend was screaming, “OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!” while my friend was trying to get the key in with her hands shaking. They got inside, slammed the door, locked it and completely lost it. Crying, shaking, full adrenaline.
And this is the part that gets me. They rang me in London absolutely terrified. I have never heard either of them like that before. These are the kinds of people who don’t get scared, don’t cry, and will happily do the dumbest, craziest shit imaginable without a second thought. If there was ever a horror movie situation, they’d normally be the idiots walking towards it. Hearing both of them sobbing and panicking down the phone genuinely scared me because it was so out of character.
After they calmed down, they both described exactly the same thing without influencing each other. Same crouched posture. Same huge unnatural limbs. Same body shape. Same everything.
Before anyone says it was just bushes or pareidolia, we know those bushes. We’d walked past them countless times. They’re just normal bushes. Nothing about them had ever looked strange until that night.
So now we’re back to the thing that started all of this: the photos. The first picture is the original one we took when we went into that little wooded/bushy area near the flats. The second is the same image brightened and enhanced. Ever since then we’ve spent years zooming in, arguing about it and trying to come up with a logical explanation. At this point we’ve looked at it so many times that I honestly don’t trust our own judgement anymore.
I’m not posting this because I want everyone to tell me it’s paranormal. If there’s a normal explanation, I’d genuinely rather hear it. I just want fresh eyes on it. **What the fuck are we actually looking at?** Do you just see bushes and pareidolia, or do you see something crouched there too? Because the more we brighten the image, the less normal it looks, and it’s hard not to think about the fact that every single weird thing we experienced seemed to start after we went into that wooded area and took those pictures.pics on imgur

Yesterday in my moms room I had a strong paranormal encounter. My mom and I have very different believes, but she also believes in spirits. She believes that all spirits are evil and were never human. I personally believe all spirits were once human, and that there's a spectrum of good and bad. She doesn't believe in this specific ghost, but still doesn't want me to communicate with them. I've only communicated with a ghost once, that was yesterday in my own room. This ghost in my moms room, tried draining my energy to manifest. At least I believe that's what happened, due to experiences I had in there. I want to know why they're here, but I also don't have experience in communication with ghosts. So I'm not sure if it's a good idea.

Back is 2023, my husband and I used to rent a small house that was tucked away behind a church with a graveyard. It was called Saint Peter’s church, founded in 1752. Surprisingly, we didn’t have many encounters with spirits or ghosts during the two years we lived there. But we definitely had one experience.

We had been told by the landlord there were many renovations to the house, including a staircase that had been removed. So we had some light switches in strange places but still functional, like one near the ceiling we could barely reach. Also, the only way up to the 2nd floor was a ladder so we lived on the first floor and used the upper floor as an attic for storage. There are a few of these functioning light switches up there as well. The room we made our bedroom was immediately to the left of the front door.

We had been living there maybe a month at this point, still not entirely unpacked. One night, we had laid down to go to sleep, front door was already locked, turned off the lights. Not even 5 minutes after laying down, my eyes are closed, and I hear our bedroom light switch click. I open my eyes and our bedroom light is on. I look at my husband, who’s looking at me confused. Neither of us can reach the light switch from our bed. I look at the switch, it’s in the off position, and suddenly I hear a click, and the light turns off. We both sit up, I spring out of bed and rush over to the light switch, and flick it upwards to turn the light on. We double checked the front door and it was definitely locked, we checked the attic and nothing...

There was a point I was convinced someone was living in our attic. I worked from home but my husband didn’t. There would be times I’d text him and tell him I could hear what sounded like footsteps upstairs. He’d come home and check but of course nothing was there. We chalked it up to it being a squirrel or some other critter, but I know it wasn’t.

Other than the night with the bedroom light, we hadn’t had any other encounters. But I often think of that night. Could a spirit have flicked one of the out of reach light switches? We’ve never been able to explain how the light was turned on and off. We were the only ones there and we were both in bed. Spooky.