Once, while sitting on the couch with my boyfriend, I distinctly heard someone say “I love you.” My boyfriend immediately echoed it back, leaving me bewildered since I hadn’t spoken. I could hear and feel the vibrations of the words being spoken, but neither of us had said them. A feminine voice seemed to come from right in front of me, yet there was no one else in the room or outside.
It was incredibly eerie, and I often reflect on that moment. As a child in a house with a grand two-story entryway and a long staircase, I had a large antique mirror facing the stairs. I was home alone, listening to music, and paused to look at my reflection.
In the mirror, I saw myself walking down the staircase. I quickly took off my headphones and turned around, but of course, no one was there—no one at all. There was a time I was in my backyard playing with my beloved toy dinosaur.
I threw it into the air, and it vanished, never to be seen again. My ex-wife and I renovated an old house from the 1930s, and after painting some baseboards in the basement, we left them to dry overnight. The next morning, we discovered what appeared to be a knife scratch running down the entire length of two of the baseboards, nearly eight feet long.
This “gouge” went through the new paint, old paint, primer, and right down to the wood. It was just the two of us in the house that night. Years ago, I lived in an older downtown house with a roommate where we both enjoyed playing guitar in the basement.
An old mirror was there when we moved in. One day, after returning home and finding my roommate absent, I headed to the basement to play. I noticed something in my peripheral vision in the mirror—a cloud rising.
When I looked around, there was no explanation for it. It terrified me so much that I put the guitar down and left the house, heading to a local café to wait for my roommate. Interestingly, I found him there, looking pale and stressed, explaining that he had seen the same “cloudy ghost” in the basement mirror a couple of hours earlier.
Uncovering a friend’s hidden, darker side can feel like a plot from a Hollywood thriller, which is precisely the sensation evoked by these unsettling accounts, sure to send shivers your spine.
