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Something visited at night
I used to experience disturbing paranormal events as a teenager, but thankfully they stopped as I grew older. When I was around 20 years old, I started having vivid nightmares and episodes of sleep paralysis when sleeping in my bedroom at home. I would wake up unable to move, feeling a heavy pressure on my chest, and see terrifying visions of shadowy figures approaching me. My parents told me it was just sleep paralysis, but it kept happening frequently and felt very real.
By spooky session3 years ago in Poets
Peek'a'boo who are you?
I'm working the graveyard shift. After finishing my rounds, I sit down at my station situated in an open foyer. The lounge is to the front, the elevator to my left, and the dining hall to my right, with adjoining hallways connecting everything to the central area where I'm positioned. This gives me a 180-degree view in case anything happens.
By spooky session3 years ago in Poets
Don't know why ?
Don’t know why ? There was talk of knowledge all my life. Don’t know why ? It was a struggle all my life My childhood was spent running away from it. There was compulsion throughout my youth. when old age comes Don’t know why ? This led to unwanted and unwanted love.
By Suraj poetry plus 3 years ago in Poets
Eclipse’s Visit
Everywhere it is dark, the sun goes on a trip, Creating chaos, making folks flip. Lunatics howl and claim it's the end, In reality, it's just a cosmic trend. People gather, their eyes to the sky, Solar glasses on, ready to spy. Even the birds seem a bit perplexed, Squirrels run around, feeling vexed. Lurking in shadows, the moon takes its place, Eager to cover the sun's shining face. Crickets chirp in the eerie twilight, Peeking out cautiously, afraid of the sight. Stars twinkle brightly in the daytime gloom, Everything feels strange, like in a cartoon. Suddenly, the world is plunged into night, Everyone gasps at the wondrous sight. People cheer and clap as darkness falls, Laughing at how the moon briefly stalls. In the sky, a celestial ballet unfolds, Casting shadows on mountains and wolds. Everyone's in awe, even the most cynical skeptic, Staring up in wonder, feeling energetic. Cats and dogs start to act quite odd, Yowling and barking, as if prodded by God. Eclipses, it seems, affect all creatures, Plunging them into bizarre features. Squirrels wear tiny sunglasses, looking absurd, Chickens lay eggs in the shape of a bird. Laughter echoes through the streets, As everyone enjoys these cosmic treats. Planes and trains pause their commotion, Taking a break from their daily ocean. Passengers peek out, eager for a glance, At the celestial phenomenon, they have a chance. In-flight announcements turn comedic, As pilots joke about the sun being eclipsed, The flight attendants perform a cosmic dance, Entertaining passengers with their chance. Meanwhile, in offices, work comes to a halt, As employees gather to see the celestial assault. Desk lamps flicker, as if in fear, Of the darkness that suddenly appears. Bosses scratch their heads, not sure what to do, As employees take impromptu breaks too. Meetings turn into impromptu eclipse parties, With snacks and drinks served to all the invitees. Children giggle and point at the sky, Wondering why the sun says goodbye. They make eclipse-themed crafts with glee, Using cardboard and glitter to make it all be. Parents join in, their inner child unleashed, Crafting paper moons and suns, feeling like a feast. The backyard becomes a makeshift observatory, With makeshift telescopes and binoculars for inventory. Neighbors come together, sharing eclipse tales, Exaggerating sightings, their excitement never pales. One claims to have seen a UFO fly by, While another swears they saw a shooting star in the sky. Theories abound, discussions get wild, As everyone tries to explain like a child. Some blame it on aliens, others on fate, But everyone agrees it's a celestial date. As the eclipse reaches its peak, People marvel at the sight, unable to speak. Cameras click and snap, capturing the moment, Preserving memories for years to foment. Selfies with the eclipse become the new craze, As everyone tries to capture the sun's hazy gaze. Filters and hashtags flood social media feeds, As everyone shares their eclipse deeds. But as quickly as it came, the eclipse fades away, The sun returns, bringing back the day. People sigh and reluctantly return to their lives, Knowing they've witnessed something that truly thrives. The world goes back to its normal routine, But the memories of the eclipse continue to gleam. For in that moment of celestial delight, People found joy in the darkest of night. So next time an eclipse comes around, Prepare yourself for the sights and sounds. Embrace the darkness, enjoy the show, Smile at the wonders of the cosmos on the go. ---- Since I'm not able to join V+ membership to participate in the challenge, I think that the vocal's lovely audience will love this piece. I was high when I wrote it… Hope you enjoyed it. Not sure what to do with a scratch on the head? A ❤️, a share, or a Subscribe is enough cos it encourages me as a writer to do more. If you want to, you can see more of my stories here>>
By Chuks Gad Nwaigwe3 years ago in Poets
They think I’m crazy
I am 21 years old now, but this happened when I was younger. My family and I walked into our new house and started looking around. My three sisters immediately ran upstairs to claim their bedrooms, but I lingered with my parents in the kitchen to see how it looked.
By spooky session3 years ago in Poets
Scary holiday house shenanigans
The year was 2016, I believe, and it was September. My family - my parents, our family dog, and I - went to France for a vacation. My mother had booked a holiday home near the French city of Obernai that looked nice in the photos. When we arrived, the landlady greeted us, though communication was difficult since she spoke little English or French while my parents and I, just 12 years old at the time, knew even less. I remember how she seemed nervous explaining that we must activate the alarm system each night and lock the doors to the lounge/winter garden with a large metal shutter that reminded me of blast doors.
By spooky session3 years ago in Poets
Worked at a haunted elementary school
I worked as a custodian at an elementary school for about a year. My dad, who had previously worked there, used to tell me stories about the place being haunted. He would come home and excitedly recount the ghost's latest antics, eager to see what it would do next. I always thought he was just being his usual goofy self, spinning interesting tales that may or may not have been true. I had never personally encountered a ghost before or believed they were real, but that all changed during my time at the school.
By spooky session3 years ago in Poets
