Aight so I'll share mine too then. I once encountered shadow people, or rather, a shadow person. I'm 29 now and turning 30 in Oct but this happened while I was around 17 or 18 and it isn't a big, elaborate event but a strong memory notwithstanding. I was lounging in the living room at night reading a book from a fantasy series called Phenomena by Ruben Eliassen. I wasn't particularly drowsy or sleep deprived whatsoever, it was between 22-23:00 am. The living room wasn't brightly lit, but I'm sitting in the corner of the house in an angled couch, in front of me another room with sofas and a TV, to my left, an open space with a piano against the far wall and the door next to it into the kitchen. The wall on my left occupies an old chair on the far end to the left as I you turn your head, a door on chair's left leading outside to the porch. The piano is on the right of the chair and the open sliding doors to the kitchen to the right of that, with the wall terminating on the corner perfectly opposite of where I'm currently seated. I'm seated under a reading lamp mounted low on the wall above me. So, where the corner opposite of me has the door to the kitchen on the left, the right has a door leading to the entrance hallway, upstairs, bathroom, additional rooms etc. The door itself had several glass panels in it but that didn't matter because it was fully open, and I wasn't focused on it, given my posture is leaning back against the corner with a sofa stretched out in front of me where my legs are, facing the TV area. I'm literally nose-deep in a book when in the corner of my eye I glimpse a pitch black shape, perfectly distinct despite the blur that peripheral vision creates by default of wherever your main focus is. It was only a moment, but it leaned into the living room from the corner of the hallway door. The only space that is there is a small nook where a dustpan stands and right next to it underneath the staircase is the door to the bathroom. I realise it right away but somehow my mind doesn't register or track, before a second or two passes after I saw it and I'm flooded with a cold and nervous sweat sensation; I wasn't openly sweating, but I just remember the feeling of wrongness and the cold of the realisation. I remember the way it didn't only lean into the living room, as my mind should have just dematerialised it instantly as a dark nothing malfunctioning in my mind in the moment, but the silhouette leaned backwards into the hallway in the same sluggish and surreal, but still very sudden movement. When I turned my head the first time I just looked and decided to stare bravely and with complete courage despite myself, just to see if I could bring it back or perhaps I wasn't convinced by what had happened despite the fear still present as I stared at the opening and the corner. Since this wasn't in the middle of summer, but in Feb, it was quite dark outside and the only lights were from the kitchen, the light in the ceiling above the space on the left, and lights near the TV in front of me. With my reading lamp I wasn't freaked out yet so I just shrugged and continued to read on. I would probably only read for 20 or 30 seconds and just get back into the flow of the material, when it happened again. This time however, the shadow person almost wanted to make it known to me that it wasn't a figment. When it leaned back and forth this time it lingered and when that happened I swear my heart immediately raced and I sunk myself bodily into the couch, unable to even control myself from doing so as it was a physical reaction caused by pure fear and driving me into defense mechanisms and fight or flight mode, except I couldn't do the option I wanted. So while I was frozen like that, this time I didn't dare to stare into the corner because I knew in my bones that something was wrong. I pretended to read the book and it was difficult because my mind literally burned with fear and questions and trying to streamline my consciousness back to the normal state of reality. The memory itself gets hazy at that point but I recall it appearing for a third and final time, but the last was far more subtle and it only seemed to lean its "head and shoulders" section into view, whereas it had revealed a sort of arm and longer torso the other two times. It wasn't particularly towering, but it would have been as tall as me, (roughly 180cm or 5"11/6'0") and was all black, but not matter or substance, more like shadow forced into humanoid shape. Aside from the fear I felt in the moments during I don't know whether it was a dark entity with malicious intent or a spirit, but in part to the latter speculation I did consider it in hindsight to have an aura of curiosity about it, separate from my experience. Today I'm not spooked by thinking about it, though, it's actually rather fun to reminisce on. I'm not someone who believes deeply in the supernatural, but I also don't disbelieve it. As weird as it was, the thing never showed up again in the years I lived at home before moving out at 20, nor had it ever appeared since originally moving in. I even moved back in at 24 and lived there before moving out again and the old family house being sold when I was 26. It was a great old house and while no paranormal activity happened there again, I did hear from my parents that the previous owners had in fact lost a child in crib death. It was tragic to hear and I asked them but they didn't know whether it was in the house or had happened to them elsewhere. But that's my ghost story.
I know how hard it is to do event setups. I set up chairs and VIP areas for a Taylor Swift concert at CenturyLink field in Seattle. Probably the hardest work I’ve ever done. Pushing those chair racks are no joke. The stagehands were fucking hardcore. Those dudes were deadlifting hundreds of pounds of props up steep ass ramps. No joke.
Thanks for the video, I've seen shadow figures. I've seen a big black ball of mist hovering above the carpet 3 feet in the air the mist was flowing downward off the ball and you couldn't see through it. Me and my friend both saw that. Also I was messing with demon summoning sigils from the lesser key of Solomon and demons took the shape of my body and walked around the house and scared my family. The figures looked like me but they were grotesque.
Well Zach, I just want to let you know that I think you're original opinion that I've always heard you say on this topic is still the most accurate guestimation I've ever heard. Which is basically that this paranormal/supernatural unexplained phenomenon is a real thing but we stupid humans have no idea what it is and it's probably not what we even think it is. So I always loved your more open minded take on this thing because there's nothing more annoying than some atheist who thinks he's got it all figured out that just denies the possibility of this thing even existing just as it's annoying when the religious folks think they have it all figured out. Truth is we really don't know shit and anything is possible.
Your story gave me chills! Let me ask you, Zach. Were you and/or your friend (who also saw the ghost) high or drunk? I need to ask this just to eliminate these possibilities... Ok, you still don't believe in ghosts, so what do you think you saw that day? What is your explanation for that? "I'm a little bit more open to ghosts than I am to that Jesus died for our sins". Lol! Me too! I myself never saw any ghost. I wish I had, but unfortunately not everyone can see them. My mother used to see ghosts when she was younger (until her young adulthood). But yeah, very cool story, Zach! I have another question: why did some ads show up during your video? I'm asking cause someone said before that in non-monetized videos there were no ads.. Could it be that they showed up because you mentioned the name of the Hotel? Cheers.
Aight so I'll share mine too then.
I once encountered shadow people, or rather, a shadow person. I'm 29 now and turning 30 in Oct but this happened while I was around 17 or 18 and it isn't a big, elaborate event but a strong memory notwithstanding.
I was lounging in the living room at night reading a book from a fantasy series called Phenomena by Ruben Eliassen.
I wasn't particularly drowsy or sleep deprived whatsoever, it was between 22-23:00 am. The living room wasn't brightly lit, but I'm sitting in the corner of the house in an angled couch, in front of me another room with sofas and a TV, to my left, an open space with a piano against the far wall and the door next to it into the kitchen.
The wall on my left occupies an old chair on the far end to the left as I you turn your head, a door on chair's left leading outside to the porch. The piano is on the right of the chair and the open sliding doors to the kitchen to the right of that, with the wall terminating on the corner perfectly opposite of where I'm currently seated. I'm seated under a reading lamp mounted low on the wall above me. So, where the corner opposite of me has the door to the kitchen on the left, the right has a door leading to the entrance hallway, upstairs, bathroom, additional rooms etc.
The door itself had several glass panels in it but that didn't matter because it was fully open, and I wasn't focused on it, given my posture is leaning back against the corner with a sofa stretched out in front of me where my legs are, facing the TV area. I'm literally nose-deep in a book when in the corner of my eye I glimpse a pitch black shape, perfectly distinct despite the blur that peripheral vision creates by default of wherever your main focus is. It was only a moment, but it leaned into the living room from the corner of the hallway door. The only space that is there is a small nook where a dustpan stands and right next to it underneath the staircase is the door to the bathroom.
I realise it right away but somehow my mind doesn't register or track, before a second or two passes after I saw it and I'm flooded with a cold and nervous sweat sensation; I wasn't openly sweating, but I just remember the feeling of wrongness and the cold of the realisation. I remember the way it didn't only lean into the living room, as my mind should have just dematerialised it instantly as a dark nothing malfunctioning in my mind in the moment, but the silhouette leaned backwards into the hallway in the same sluggish and surreal, but still very sudden movement. When I turned my head the first time I just looked and decided to stare bravely and with complete courage despite myself, just to see if I could bring it back or perhaps I wasn't convinced by what had happened despite the fear still present as I stared at the opening and the corner. Since this wasn't in the middle of summer, but in Feb, it was quite dark outside and the only lights were from the kitchen, the light in the ceiling above the space on the left, and lights near the TV in front of me.
With my reading lamp I wasn't freaked out yet so I just shrugged and continued to read on. I would probably only read for 20 or 30 seconds and just get back into the flow of the material, when it happened again. This time however, the shadow person almost wanted to make it known to me that it wasn't a figment. When it leaned back and forth this time it lingered and when that happened I swear my heart immediately raced and I sunk myself bodily into the couch, unable to even control myself from doing so as it was a physical reaction caused by pure fear and driving me into defense mechanisms and fight or flight mode, except I couldn't do the option I wanted.
So while I was frozen like that, this time I didn't dare to stare into the corner because I knew in my bones that something was wrong. I pretended to read the book and it was difficult because my mind literally burned with fear and questions and trying to streamline my consciousness back to the normal state of reality. The memory itself gets hazy at that point but I recall it appearing for a third and final time, but the last was far more subtle and it only seemed to lean its "head and shoulders" section into view, whereas it had revealed a sort of arm and longer torso the other two times.
It wasn't particularly towering, but it would have been as tall as me, (roughly 180cm or 5"11/6'0") and was all black, but not matter or substance, more like shadow forced into humanoid shape. Aside from the fear I felt in the moments during I don't know whether it was a dark entity with malicious intent or a spirit, but in part to the latter speculation I did consider it in hindsight to have an aura of curiosity about it, separate from my experience.
Today I'm not spooked by thinking about it, though, it's actually rather fun to reminisce on. I'm not someone who believes deeply in the supernatural, but I also don't disbelieve it. As weird as it was, the thing never showed up again in the years I lived at home before moving out at 20, nor had it ever appeared since originally moving in.
I even moved back in at 24 and lived there before moving out again and the old family house being sold when I was 26. It was a great old house and while no paranormal activity happened there again, I did hear from my parents that the previous owners had in fact lost a child in crib death. It was tragic to hear and I asked them but they didn't know whether it was in the house or had happened to them elsewhere. But that's my ghost story.
Currently employed at Hotel Del. Haven't seen anything yet. I work the graveyard, too.
I know how hard it is to do event setups. I set up chairs and VIP areas for a Taylor Swift concert at CenturyLink field in Seattle. Probably the hardest work I’ve ever done. Pushing those chair racks are no joke. The stagehands were fucking hardcore. Those dudes were deadlifting hundreds of pounds of props up steep ass ramps. No joke.
Yep
Awesome storytelling, videos like these rock man
Thanks for the video, I've seen shadow figures. I've seen a big black ball of mist hovering above the carpet 3 feet in the air the mist was flowing downward off the ball and you couldn't see through it. Me and my friend both saw that. Also I was messing with demon summoning sigils from the lesser key of Solomon and demons took the shape of my body and walked around the house and scared my family. The figures looked like me but they were grotesque.
These are always so quiet i can never hear them! 😔
Hmm. Sound loud on my cell phone
Well Zach, I just want to let you know that I think you're original opinion that I've always heard you say on this topic is still the most accurate guestimation I've ever heard. Which is basically that this paranormal/supernatural unexplained phenomenon is a real thing but we stupid humans have no idea what it is and it's probably not what we even think it is. So I always loved your more open minded take on this thing because there's nothing more annoying than some atheist who thinks he's got it all figured out that just denies the possibility of this thing even existing just as it's annoying when the religious folks think they have it all figured out. Truth is we really don't know shit and anything is possible.
Cheers. Thanks for the elaborate comment .
Nice masks
Why did you define this video to be not listed? (That info appears below the title of the video.)
what are those skulls on the wall? pretty cool.
you made em yourself..?
I sell em. They called trip sitters .
That was the weirdest thing of all, i didnt expect my body to have a copy? My mother explained that it was a familiar spirit.
Woo! Creepy.
Your story gave me chills! Let me ask you, Zach. Were you and/or your friend (who also saw the ghost) high or drunk? I need to ask this just to eliminate these possibilities... Ok, you still don't believe in ghosts, so what do you think you saw that day? What is your explanation for that? "I'm a little bit more open to ghosts than I am to that Jesus died for our sins". Lol! Me too! I myself never saw any ghost. I wish I had, but unfortunately not everyone can see them. My mother used to see ghosts when she was younger (until her young adulthood). But yeah, very cool story, Zach! I have another question: why did some ads show up during your video? I'm asking cause someone said before that in non-monetized videos there were no ads.. Could it be that they showed up because you mentioned the name of the Hotel? Cheers.
I definitely believe in them man
i like the mask brotha you design yourself or buy them
I made them. They for sale. Trip sitters . 20 to 40 USD each . Cones with signed sticker numbered for authentication.
U no in ur 30 hit lsd video u no who look like and even now but older. The lead singer from Stone Temple Pilots.
Thanks. I hear that often. Scott Wieland Rip