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This happened when I was in middle school. Around Obon (mid-August), I was taking a bath when I slipped and hit my hip hard on the edge of the bathtub. It hurt, of course, but what bothered me more was the question of how I fell. It wasn't like I slipped. It wasn't due to dizziness either. It felt more like... I was pulled by something and then hit the edge. That's how I fell. The next morning, I looked at my hip and there was a bruise. It was a clear, hand-shaped bruise. It was creepy. 【Addendum】 I remember feeling like my upper body was pulled, not my legs. It wasn't like being pulled by a hand, but more like my entire upper body was pulled by a widespread, water-pressure-like force...

I had a dream that felt like a horror game. I woke up in a studio apartment that felt like a hotel room, unable to move for no reason. Then, a woman with long hair, wearing a white dress, entered at an incredible speed through the only door. I woke up in bed again. There was a large red stain on the sheets. After a little while, I heard footsteps and quickly hid in the closet. Peeking through the gap, I saw the woman enter the room. She was holding a kitchen knife... Just as I thought, 'This is bad,' she started searching every corner of the room. Under the bed, under the TV stand, behind it, and then she approached the closet. Just as I thought, 'This is bad,' the closet door opened... I woke up in bed again. I opened the door before I could hear footsteps. It was a dark hallway with no lights on. A door was about 10 meters ahead. There was a T-junction to the left. As I tried to leave the room, the woman came from the direction of the junction... I woke up in bed. There wasn't enough time to get out of the room. I looked around the room, searching for anything I could do. My eyes suddenly fell on the light switch. I turned off the light and hid in the closet. I heard footsteps and the sound of the door opening. Thanks to the nightlight, it wasn't completely dark, so I could vaguely see a silhouette. Unlike when it was bright, she didn't search every corner. After a short while, she left the room. (To be continued)

I posted this on Playo's free board too, but a while ago I found an acorn fallen inside my house and got excited, thinking it was like the Totoro phenomenon! Then, four days ago, another acorn fell. Even if there were wild animals living in the attic, it's strange for one to fall into the room. There are no acorns around the house, and my family wouldn't have picked them up. My kids are all grown up now. I was wondering what the mystery was, and then yesterday, I went to the bathroom at night and heard a 'clack' sound when I stepped into the hallway. I turned on the light and saw a small acorn lying in the hallway. There was nothing wrong with the ceiling board, it made no sense. I felt a bit uneasy touching it, so I left it and went to the bathroom, and then again, 'Clack' I heard the sound. When I nervously opened the bathroom door and looked, the acorns had increased to two. This is just my imagination from here on, but what if I looked up and saw a blank-faced old man holding acorns he was picking, and he dropped them? 😱 I started imagining things like that and got scared. I couldn't go back to my room beyond the acorns, so I went into the guest room in front of the bathroom and have been playing games until now. I thought it would be okay now that it's morning, so I went back to my room and stepped on something. I feel like crying.

This is part 2 of my high school days story. In high school, our club was the art club, and we used the home economics room. There were only about 8 members in total (across all grades 1-3), just enough to barely form a club. It was when it was just me and my classmates from 1st year, along with the seniors from 2nd year. We got really into telling scary stories. A senior who could 'see things' said, "The hallway is also dangerous, but this place is dangerous too, so it's probably best not to get too excited." After telling regular urban legends and finishing the story about doppelgangers... A 'pakkin' sound, like something cracking, echoed, and the air froze. The senior suggested, "It's a bit early, but let's wrap up club activities and head home," and everyone agreed, heading to the bike racks. When we got to the bike racks, the senior who could 'see things' seemed to relax. When asked what was wrong, they said, "Something a bit nasty was lingering around." Apparently, everyone else also felt something was wrong around the time they heard the cracking sound. "Talking about this here might be a little risky," they said, and everyone looked back towards the home economics room. "It's dangerous, so let's get going. If we leave now, I think I can probably handle it on my end," the senior said, without looking away from the home economics room. We all disbanded and went home that day. To be continued.

When I was in high school I had a friend who could see things (two people from different grades, no connection between them) Both said the home economics room was creepy The home economics room was in a separate building, with the tech lab on the first floor and the home economics room on the second, accessible by an external staircase. Both said they saw someone sitting alone on the external stairs in front of the home economics room. Their clothing and gender were the same. One was a classmate, so it was in the classroom. The other was a senior from a club, inside the home economics room which served as the club room. It was really strange that the description of the person matched, even though I heard about them separately. What's a bit scary is that they apparently can't move from that spot, but they just stare at the students passing by. And my classmate often told me to be careful. They added, 'If you can't see them, it's fine, but if you can, I think you'd get tired.'

This is a story about a friend from my school days. I reunited with a friend from my school days after a long time. We didn't hit it off like we used to, but we talked about various things. People don't change no matter how many years pass. One night, we were having a lively conversation on the phone, and scary stories like in the old days came up, including a story about a dream related to my friend's illness. Around the time my friend got sick, her aunt was apparently a high-ranking member of a religious group (not ◯価). A dream she had as a child: a woman came out of a well and was holding human organs on her palm. 'It was a kidney,' my friend said. My friend suffers from kidney disease. She said she got kidney disease after having that dream... I heard that. It was really scary to imagine. The place where my friend lived back then was apparently not a very good area either. Later, I heard she took a 'ghost photo,' but I don't know. Still, if she had a dream like that, I can't help but wonder why she didn't consult her aunt, who was a leader in a religious group. It was a group that talked about curing illnesses through treatment. I thought, 'If only she had consulted them...'

There were a lot of paranormal photo submissions, so I'll share one too. It's like it has nothing to do with me (it's not my photo), but also like it does... that kind of story. Back then, I was casually browsing a women's magazine on the second floor of a large supermarket I frequented. It was summer, and the women's magazines were doing special features on the supernatural, and one had a 'Paranormal Photo Special'. One photo in that feature really stood out, and even though I knew it was just a printed image, it was a scary photo. The story was that the person who took it had gone through various troubles, and even a psychic who appraised it had called it dangerous. I thought it was a scary photo while looking at the magazine. I don't know if it was because I saw that photo, but later that day, I lost my wallet while out and about, and I fell down, among other misfortunes. It might sound like a trivial story, but each time something happened, I remembered that 'paranormal photo' and got scared... that's the story.

Thanks for joining. Just a quick report, but I recently went to "Inagawa Junji's Mystery Night". His live voice really had the best impact and atmosphere! Hope I can go again next year🙏

Earlier today, I was looking through my smartphone's photo folder and found a picture I have absolutely no memory of taking. It's a strange image: a flat surface of shocking pink with some kind of white mark left on it. I can't tell what it is, but to me, it looks like a white handprint…. The photo was apparently taken recently when I was shopping at a convenience store. I remember taking my phone out of my pocket, and for some reason, the camera just turned on by itself (though I might have just messed up the controls). But the image itself is baffling. Would it be okay to post it in the comments with a bit of a buffer? ... It doesn't look too scary, so I'll post it (sorry if anyone is sensitive to this kind of thing).

The actual photo is long gone, so this is just a story. It was apparently taken when I was about 2 years old, while I was playing near the phone. The composition was: Slightly to the left of the center, there was just me, standing while holding onto a table. From the center to the right edge, there was something like a mist, resembling a person's face with a wide-open mouth. The furniture behind the mist was clearly visible, and it looked like smoke had formed the shape of a face. I even submitted it to a paranormal TV show back then for appraisal, and apparently, it even aired on TV. It was returned with the verdict that it was harmless, and that's how I, as a middle schooler, discovered it and heard the story of the appraisal from my parents. After that, the photo was lost? (Though it might still be somewhere in an album.)