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A story my mother heard from her friend. I'm a respectable? aunt. And my mother had me quite late in life. So, with that in mind... My mother apparently worked in textiles (spinning yarn, weaving, making fabric?) continuously after graduating school. This must have been around the mid-Showa era. One of her friends worked the night shift (in the pleasure quarters), and she told my mother this story. 'It was terrifying.' Apparently, a customer of this friend's night job entrusted a box to her. Then, he left his seat and went somewhere. Curious, the friend quietly opened the box, and... I thought to myself, 'How did she manage to stay alive?' But what my mother's friend saw was... It was a black pistol🔫 inside the box, she said. After he returned, he pretended not to know or see anything, but she recounted that it was truly terrifying.

Sometimes, out of the blue, I'll see a photo or a painting on the wall smile... This happens quite often. It was a while ago, but I've moved a few times... There were photos of my deceased grandparents and aunt displayed. On that particular day, their faces in the photos had changed, and for a moment, I felt scared... even though I'm usually fine with it... It was that night... that I had the frightening experience... While I was sleeping, my body felt heavy... It felt like I was sinking into the ground, and I instinctively knew something was wrong. My grandparents and aunt called out to me, saying 'This way.' It was surprising, but when I felt reassured and went towards them, I was able to wake up. Was I about to be taken somewhere? I don't know why, though... Now, I think I was probably about to be taken away. What was that all about? I'm not good at telling stories (｡>ㅅ<｡)ｺﾞﾒﾝﾈ… but it's true.

This happened when I was a university student. This isn't about supernatural phenomena or strange tales, but rather a cautionary note about the fear of people. Oh, and by the way, my name is Nagitaro, but I am female. I was attending a correspondence university while taking care of my grandfather who has dementia. The city where I attended university was quite desolate. It was so run-down that you wouldn't believe it was the prefectural capital; the station restrooms were truly filthy. I desperately needed to use the restroom and rushed in, but I didn't really want to go in because it was so dirty. Just the sign that said 'Please do not take the toilet paper' conveyed how bad the public safety was. As soon as I entered a restroom stall, I noticed two screws placed vertically on the adjacent wall, looking unnatural. I felt a sense of unease, but I was in a hurry, so I finished and went to university. Years passed, and the feeling of unease lingered. One day, while browsing the internet, I discovered what they really were. They were screw-shaped mini-cameras. On X (formerly Twitter), there's a movement to raise awareness about hidden camera incidents using these disguised mini-cameras, but such things have been happening secretly for a long time. This goes back more than ten years. Personally, this is the scariest story I've ever encountered. I'm posting it here to serve as a warning.

We had another paranormal incident... I took a nap until it got dark and suddenly woke up. I heard rustling sounds from another room, and the microwave turning on (Ah, maybe someone's heating up lunch). Then it hit me (Wait, I felt really sick today and don't have any lunch here?) I checked around the microwave and no one was there. I asked, "Did someone use the microwave?" "No, I didn't do anything at all." This keeps happening only to me... The building is too old, and only about half the units are occupied now, so there's definitely something here:(´◦ω◦｀): *shivers*

A story from when I was looking for a house. When I was looking at various property listings, I found one where the balcony was like a separate room. I thought, 'I could dry laundry here even when it rains…' or 'It would be good for pets to sunbathe…'. My mother saw the address and said, 'This place is no good,' so I gave up. Later, all four properties were sold. I later heard that a maternity clinic was originally built there. However, the doctor couldn't stand it due to reports of 'babies crying every night…' and 'a woman appearing holding a baby,' and the clinic closed down. After that, a funeral home was built, but apparently, due to the same ghost, they received complaints and moved, and the current houses were built. Even though they must have been chanting sutras at the funeral home all the time, it's quite something that the ghost didn't find peace and instead caused the place to move. I thought I'd post about it.

I can finally take a breather, so I'll share a light story. A while back, I went to visit a friend who had moved to the Nagoya area. It was the dead of winter, December. As it was getting dim, I decided it was time to head back and walked to the nearest bus stop from my friend's house. There was a supermarket in front of the bus stop. After finishing my shopping at the supermarket and leaving, the bus bound for the station arrived. 'Yes! I made it!' I thought, and rushed towards the bus. It was dim when I left my friend's house, but the winter sun sets quickly, and it was pitch black. It was past 7:30 PM. The bus was empty, and naturally, no one else was going to the station at this hour, so it was just me. I headed for the first empty seat I saw and sat down... and then I felt a chill. 'Whoa!' Another way to put it is, 'I got goosebumps.' In that instant, I felt someone behind me. But the bus was empty... I was sure of it. Yet, I felt a presence behind me. I was too scared to even look up. The thought of seeing someone other than myself reflected in the window terrified me, and I just couldn't. I stayed like that until I reached the station and got off. When I turned around and looked inside the bus, there was no one in the seat I had occupied. I thought, 'Wow, things like this really happen~' It's an experience I had.

I think there are children who bring bugs home in their pockets. I was one of them. I'd bring home pill bugs, of course, but also snails, grasshoppers, and beetles (excluding cockroaches) in my pockets. My mom and sister hated bugs and would get upset if I showed them, so I'd show them off to my grandma and dad, then discard them in the yard. Not release them, but discard them, meaning the bugs were already dead. I was a preschooler, so I think I was around 5 years old. Even though they disliked bugs, my mom, sister, and grandma told me it was a bit pitiful, but my dad said, "Kids are like that," so I didn't mind and kept doing the same thing. On this day too, I brought home my usual spoils from preschool, showed them to my dad, and then went to discard them in the yard. I had never paid attention to the bugs I'd discarded before, but I noticed that the discarded bugs were piled up and hardened against a wall where the wind collected. My curiosity was strangely piqued, so I sat down and looked at them, then proceeded to place more bugs there as if to add to the pile. Because I had a past record of foolishly putting them in the washing machine while still in my pocket, I was assigned the role of monitoring whether I would actually discard them. My sister, who had come along, disliked it and tried to stop me, but I wouldn't listen. To be continued in comments

I remember a TV commercial I saw a long time ago, where a woman in a black bikini seduced a young boy, and the ad was about applying suntan oil. I think it was an advertisement for food or drinks, but despite its rather provocative content, I can't find any answers no matter how much I search or ask AI. I vividly remember the boy saying, "She's a grown-up woman!!", but now I'm not even sure if it was a dream or reality. However, it's too vivid to be just a dream, and the fact that I recall it periodically is strange and a bit unsettling, so I wanted to verify whether it was real or not. Considering the broadcast period, I feel it might have been around the same time as Dororich Girls or Acchina's MATCH, but does anyone happen to know about it??

Due to my job, I often drive people around, but it can be quite troublesome sometimes (￣▽￣;) One of the issues is people who get into my car without permission. It's often women with long hair or older men, but sometimes it's kids or even animals. When it's just me and them in the car, the silent pressure is subtly annoying. I usually stay quiet or ignore them, but they don't get out even when I stop the car, which is a problem. They tend to get in when they know I'm alone, so I used to dread the end of my rides. Thankfully, it hasn't happened recently ( *´艸｀)

This happened when I was in elementary school. That night, my dad took me to a nearby river to see fireflies. I finished getting ready quickly and was waiting for my dad in front of the house. With nothing else to do, I was gazing up at the sky when I saw something like a pink fireball floating around. I thought it was a shooting star, but it was clearly moving slowly and glowing pink. By the time my dad finished getting ready and brought my brother, it had disappeared. I still find it mysterious.