Read mystical stories based on real events. Strange stories from real life

In the life of every person there are such incidents and stories, telling which palms sweat, and hair stand on end. Of course, in fact, most of them are ordinary coincidences, but it is not always possible to believe in it. In fact, there is enough mysticism in our world, therefore another story, out of the ordinary, can happen to absolutely anyone. Next, we will talk about the most mysterious and terrible cases that have happened to people.

The case took place in Latvia, namely in Riga. The young man recently got married. He decides to get together with friends and chat a little. Of course, it was not without alcohol. All night long friends buzzed to the fullest and had fun like the last time. A lot of alcohol and drugs were present at the party.

After a few hours of fun, everyone began to disperse to their rooms to rest and sleep. One of the friends decides to stay in the kitchen with the hero of the occasion in order to spend the night behind dialogues "according to concepts." When all the alcohol had already been drunk, and the friends could barely stand on their feet, it was decided to go to bed. Young man, who had recently become a husband, went to his wife's room, and the friend went to another, where there was no one.

This is where the mysterious story begins, based on real events. As soon as the guy lay down on the sofa, he immediately felt something was wrong: strange squeaks and exclamations, obscene words uttered in a whisper. Of course, this situation could scare anyone. Then a shadow flickered in the mirror opposite the bed, which pretty much frightened the young man. He was afraid to get up, because it is not known what will be expected of him. Then such knocks were heard, similar to driving a nail with a hammer. Immediately there was such an idea that alcohol and drugs made themselves felt. This could be considered true, if not for a strong knock, after which the guy can not stand it and turns on the light.

What he discovers then is simply mind-blowing. There was a hammer on the floor, the knocks of which had been heard earlier. A strong fear and a sense of self-preservation took over, and the guy ran away to sleep in another room. Waking up, he told a story friends. But they weren't laughing. It turns out that this house was built by an adult man who traveled the world. Soon he hanged himself from a tree next to the estate. How and why he did this is still unknown. And his ghost still haunts the house.

Reading this mysterious story based on real events, goosebumps appear on the skin, and the hair simply stands on end. Sometimes you are amazed at what happens to people.

A young girl who works in the office all day long, practically did not appear in her apartment, as the work absorbed her from head to toe. The only thing she did while at home was washing in the shower, cooking and sleeping. There was simply no time for other things. The girl did not have fun and did not invite friends to visit, as the malicious boss did not give rest to the young lady.

And once such a moment came that the apartment had to be sold. It was removable, and the owner found a buyer. Consequently, the girl had to move out of the living area belonging to another person. According to the rental agreement, there was only one week left until the next payment. That's how long it took to find a new apartment.

Hire realtors there was no money, no time. Therefore, the young lady went to friends who could help her. And, it would seem, a good opportunity turned up to live in a friend's apartment for a small cost. But there is one problem - grandfather recently died at this place, and a year before his grandmother. For some reason, the landlady decided not to tell this to her own friend. Apparently she wanted more money.

Having packed her bags, the girl still moves to a new apartment. Of course, she again appeared there very rarely, since it was the end of the year, and it was necessary to draw up various reports for the entire working period. There were no outings at all.

One day the chef decided to make a gift, giving the girl a day off. She spent the whole day cleaning the apartment. In the evening, tired of all the fuss, she drank a glass of red wine and turned on the TV, which showed cartoons. Suddenly young lady heard her lock open. A strong fear gripped her. Then the men's steps went to the kitchen. For several minutes the tenant of the apartment lay in perplexity. Later, having gained strength, she still decides to go check. But there was no one there.

The next day, she told this story to her friend, who rented her an apartment. She could not restrain herself and said that it was on the sofa where the girl was sleeping that both grandfather and grandmother died. Most likely, it was their spirits that traveled around the house. A few days later, the resident packed her things and left. She didn't talk to her friend anymore.

A mystical real story from the life of real people originates in the nineties of the last century. Perestroika is in the yard, no one has money, everyone survives as best they can. And now the unremarkable family lived absolutely like everyone else: a small apartment, two children, an unloved and low-paid job.

But one day the head of the family declares that bought a new car. There were many quarrels on the basis of this purchase, since there was no money even for food, and my father buys transport. The new purchase was an old Audi 80 with over 200,000 miles on it. And from the first day, for some reason, the car disliked its owner: it constantly broke down, some parts fell off, rust "ate" the body.

My father spent days and nights in the garage, trying to fix a new problem. Every day presented miracles: a puncture of a wheel is already such a common thing that the new owner did not lose heart at all, but dutifully repaired his “swallow”.

And one day, when patience was just running out, it was decided sell car. Before preparing for the sale, the family decides to wash the car inside and out to create a more or less presentable appearance. The children decided to clean up the trash under the seats, where some kind of package was found.

In this bag were various letters in which there were all kinds of curses and conspiracies. Of course, this inspires great fear. It is not known who and why left these inscriptions in the car, but they made me very nervous. It was decided to dispose of all curses by burning. So they did.

After that, some strange things started. For example, someone stole a wallet from a mother. Gradually, the problems only gained momentum. One of their major problems was work. For some reason, the boss became so angry with the husband and wife that he decides to deprive them of their salaries. Accordingly, it was necessary to look for new sources of income, because a family with children would simply die of hunger.

And here is the buyer for the car. Having arrived at the appointed time at the right place and after inspecting the vehicle, he decides to still buy a car. After spending small test drive, the buyer drove into the pit and punctured the wheel. This is just where his problems begin. Still, he decides to buy a "cursed" car, unaware of its past. The deal went through, the money was received, the buyer left.

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About the existence of other worlds and the mysticism that is associated with this, a small percentage of the population denies this fact, and someone believes in the presence of other forces. Each of us had phenomena, for example, like putting something in, and it suddenly disappeared. Or sitting at home in silence, sounds inexplicable to oneself are heard. There are many such examples and eyewitness accounts. Once my housemate told me: “When they moved into their apartment with their family, they collected a bookcase with shelves for shoes, having collected it all, they did not find one leg, after searching everything they could, they did not find it, and then after a while the leg lay right in the middle of the room."

Here is another mystical story, one family was sitting in the apartment in the kitchen drinking tea and suddenly from somewhere they heard a whistle that was repeated periodically. All members of the family were on their guard, only one grandmother said that the house brought news, if it was good, then he would no longer whistle. And in truth, he fell silent, and we no longer heard such a whistle, and three days later we learned about the addition of a member to the family, our niece was born.

In many cases, otherworldly forces want to save us from trouble, this is the story my friend told me. They had a dog very beloved by all family members, she lived with them for almost 18 years together and now she died of old age. My friend's husband worked as a truck driver, and now, after the death of the dog, he hits the road. At night, when he was driving, there was a heavy fog; visibility was zero. And suddenly his dog appears on the road and runs away, he, forgetting for a moment that she was dead, went after her, after a hundred meters she disappeared. Having safely reached the object and unloaded the goods, the husband hurried back. And what a surprise he had when, having arrived at the place where he had seen a dog at night, there lay a huge block of stone that had broken off a rock and fallen on the road. His beloved dog saved him from death, having gone after her, he drove around this stone.

Another terrible story that shocked me when I heard it from my employee, her grandmother was engaged in the treatment of people with non-traditional medicine, such as conspiracies, prayers. Having come to her one day, her grandmother told her a story and said that on such and such a day she would die and asked her to prepare for her death. Everything happened just like that, as my grandmother said, she died that day, and the story that she told her was such a life. Grandmother lived alone in the house and at night she heard a dog barking, going out into the yard, she saw in the garden the appearance of a man in a white robe, she came up and asked if she needed some help? The image stood with its back to her and did not say anything, then she walked around it from the other side and saw that there was no face in the hood and realized that death had come for her. And she heard the voice at once, which was said to her when she died.

And how many inexplicable fortune-telling about suitors are there. One of my friends so dreamed of getting married quickly and she wanted to see him so much that she was not even afraid to perform a ritual with a mirror at night. Taking a mirror and candles, she went to the bathhouse alone at night. And there she performed a ritual, put a mirror and lit 13 candles. She began to read the plot for each candle and at the same time extinguish it. After extinguishing 12 candles, suddenly someone knocked hard on the window. The girlfriend was very frightened and flew home from the bath like a bullet. In the morning she went to look and saw such a picture, the window was broken, and her little kitten was lying on the ground covered in blood. He, sacrificing his life, saved her from an unknown force, which she wanted to know from her ignorance. The conclusion suggests itself that everything that cannot be explained should be approached with caution.

Mystical and inexplicable stories told by eyewitnesses.

Lost in time

I started working as a guard four years ago, right after my military service. Work - do not beat the recumbent. The schedule is three days later. You sit in your little room, you watch TV shows. It is not forbidden to take a nap at night, the main thing is to call the central office every two hours, saying that everything is in order at the facility.

Four years ago, most of the rooms in the building were empty. There was only one company of Internet providers based there. At 6 pm, all the installers locked their office and went home. I was completely alone. And then, during my third shift, something unexpected happened...
In the evening, when everyone had dispersed, I heard a strange noise. Yorzane, muffled blows and a rough male voice. I tensed up, took out a stun gun from the table and left my closet. The noise was coming from the right wing of the second floor. As if someone is banging on the door and yelling something vicious. Only swear words could be made out. Climbing the stairs, I, of course, was a coward. Where will you go from your work?
It wasn't dark outside yet, but upstairs there was only one window at the end of the wing, and the corridor was full of twilight. I pressed the switch, but the light didn't come on. That day the electricity worked intermittently. This is rare in our building, but it happens. They always explain it the same way: “The building is old, what do you want? There's always something to break."
I approached the place where the noise was coming from. These were the doors of the technical room. On the other side, someone was swearing and furiously pounding with their fists. A yellowed piece of paper was pasted on the door with the inscription “Room No. 51. The watchman has the key. But there was no castle! And a thick piece of reinforcement was inserted into the lock ears.
- Hey! - I shouted, as firmly as possible, so as not to give out a tremor in my voice.
- Finally! someone on the other side blurted out irritably and stopped banging on the door.
- Who's there? I asked.
- A horse in a coat! Open up, come on! What are you wondering?
The door staggered again, I realized that it was better to open it before it was broken. It was difficult to pull out a piece of reinforcement. He rusted hard. From this it became clear to me that it was not locked yesterday. After fiddling for a minute, I finally pulled out a piece of metal from the ears. A disheveled, unshaven man jumped out of the room, almost knocking me off my feet. He goggled his eyes at me and yelled:
“Tell me, why did you do it, huh?”
- What? - I thought that this man would explain everything to me, and he accused me.
- Why is the door closed? - still rudely he asks. Saliva splashes. The eyes are wicked.
- How should I know? It has always been closed! - I say.
- Are you completely stupid? the peasant said more calmly, and it seemed to me that his face became frightened.
He said nothing more, turned to the exit and walked away.
- Hey! Where are you going? I came to my senses when he had already left the wing. I ran after him, and he, without looking back, quickly descended the stairs and went out into the street.
I rushed to my closet. He took the key and locked the main entrance. He returned again and, having called the central office, reported that there was an outsider at the facility. The dispatcher conferred with someone, then told me to inspect everything and called again in five minutes.
I did everything as ordered. I went up to the second floor, studied room number 51. There was nothing to see there: just a long cramped room. An electrical panel with red letters "SCHO-3" and a ladder to the attic. When I saw the stairs, the key to the "mystery of the closed room" immediately became clear to me. I put together this version of events: some lunatic made his way into the building, wandered around the second floor, then climbed into the attic through one of the stairs in the hallway, and after crying down those stairs, he was trapped.
I called the dispatcher exactly five minutes later. He reassured me that all the locks were intact, nothing was missing, there was no one else in the building. And then I sat down at the table, opened the magazine and described the whole story on two pages. And he also described his guesses.

In the morning, when I had to turn in my shift, my boss showed up. I got nervous. He is a strict man - a former military man. He walked in, said hello and sat down to read my report. Then he asked to see the scene. We went with him to room number 51.
The chief inspected everything there, closed the doors and inserted a piece of reinforcement into place. After he announced that I was well done. He acted clearly and according to instructions. I got proud of myself. Only it was in vain. The next day, the shift worker called me and said that I needed to come to the city. The boss calls. He warned that everyone would be reprimanded.
I came. For the first time I saw all my colleagues. Among them, I was the youngest.
It turned out that after my shift, someone climbed into the building again. And again in room number 51. The security guard missed this case. Only in the morning I noticed that a piece of reinforcement was lying on the floor, and the doors of the room were open wide. There was no one inside, nothing was stolen, but the chief did not like this case very much.
He demanded that henceforth not a single fly fly into or out of the building without our knowledge. He said that that company has several million worth of equipment here and everything is under our responsibility. He ordered that the main entrance be locked immediately after the last worker left. And so that we sit and stare at the monitor for the whole day, as we should.
In short, the boss specifically told us. On the same day, instead of a piece of reinforcement, a lock was hung on the door. The keys to it were placed on a stand in the security room. Even a new piece of paper was printed on the printer and pasted on the door. Almost nothing was changed in the text - "The key is at the guard post (Room No. 51)", and now it was true. For a month after this event, the chief came twice a shift. Sometimes he personally called at night so as not to lose vigilance. But there were no more cases, and the severity of the guard post diminished.

Much time has passed since that incident. New firms have appeared in the building. Almost all the premises were occupied. A magnetic lock was placed on the main entrance. Now I let people into the building by pressing a button. At night, for fidelity, the door was locked with a key. It became very easy to work.
And then a year and a half ago something else happened. Admittedly, I was the only one who gave it any importance. A new installer got a job at the same Internet provider firm. When I first saw him, I almost swore. He looked very much like that locked-in guy. Only this one smiled modestly, behaved as if he were seeing me for the first time and as if everything was unfamiliar to him.
For a long time, I was sure that this was the same psycho who caused a stir here during my first shifts. I kept thinking about who to say quietly. Even the burden of guilt on myself felt that I was silent about it. Suddenly, he had something bad in mind: he sniffed out something, and now he got a job ...
But after a while, I realized that this new installer and that crazy man cannot be the same person. This guy turned out to be completely adequate, simple and non-conflict. Once we got into a conversation, and I finally buried my doubts. It was his first year in the city. Came from the Astrakhan region. Never been to these places before.
His name was Dima, by the way. I had no reason not to believe him. And I decided that this guy would not throw out any oddities, but everything turned out to be completely different. 7 months ago, he disappeared under very strange circumstances ... It happened, as if on purpose, on my shift. That day there were again problems with electricity. This didn't give Dimka any rest. He's an electrician by trade, and gets really annoyed when something doesn't work.
- Come on. Everything will be fine in a day. How many times has this happened, - I told him, and he calmed down a bit. Stopped running around.
After 6 pm, when there was almost no one left in the building, Dima came to me, smiled and asked for the key to the 51st.
- I was already going home, and it just dawned on me that there is another shield there. Let me see what's there, he says. - 10 minutes, no more.
I nodded at the stand with the keys, they say, take it. He put his bag on my sofa, took the key and left. I was fascinated by the series and did not attach any importance to all this ...
It's been about an hour. I folded my laptop, deciding it was time to make a detour and lock the building. And then, getting up from a chair, I saw Dima's bag on the sofa and immediately remembered that he had not returned, although he promised to bring the key in 10 minutes.
Then I didn't suspect anything. You never know, a man got carried away with repairs. I left the room, checked the first floor, went up to the second. I see: the doors of room No. 51 are ajar, and there is dead silence in the wing ...
I called Dima, he didn't answer. And then fear churned in my stomach. I remembered that case with room number 51 and that guy who looked like Dima. And it began to seem to me that Dima was just as unshaven today, and his clothes were similar.
I called Dima again. Silence. Oh, and I got scared. I timidly crept up to the door ... The open lock hung on one ear, but there was no one inside. He flipped the switch and the light went on. Then a crazy idea came into my head. But I pushed those thoughts away. Dimka left, forgot about the bag, did not return the key. So what? It happens! Didn't report anything.
Only three days later I found out that Dima had not appeared at work since that day. His boss kept walking, lamenting: “Where did he go? After all, he's not a drinker." I realized that I saw him last, and every shift I asked about him. I thought he would show up and dispel my stupid suspicions. And he wasn't there. Contacted the police - to no avail.
And now I'm sitting in my shifts, I think. But what if the end of this disappearance story is somewhere in the past? Then you shouldn’t be surprised why Dima began to yell at me ... Of course, suddenly being locked up, I would have thought that it was I who closed it ...
I also remember the case when, the next day, someone again made his way into room No. 51. Suddenly, this is also Dimka, when he realized that “he didn’t go out there”? There is also a spare key for that lock, but I did not hang the lock on the door. He put it in a drawer. And I loosely bandaged the doors of room No. 51 with a thin wire so that it could be easily opened from the inside. There is nothing to steal anyway. And Dima, maybe even come back?

Prophetic dream with mosquitoes

My mother graduated from a technical school and, by the will of fate, was assigned to work in the glorious city of Chelyabinsk. The events described below refer to 1984-1985.
The girls worked together and did not live in a hostel, but in a rented apartment on the ground floor of a high-rise building. Four girls, two rooms, lived together and cheerfully. All were from different cities, and for the next New Year holidays they went home. Everyone except Gali, whose parents died a long time ago. So Galina stayed in the apartment alone for the holidays.
My mother met the holiday in a warm family circle, but she had a strange and terrible dream on the night from the first to the second. Galya stands in a dark room and brushes off mosquitoes. And mosquitoes - whole clouds swarm. Galya is already crying with annoyance, she can’t drive them away from her.
Returning to Chelyabinsk, the girls warmly congratulated each other and shared their impressions of the trips, but for some reason Gali was not at home. She did not come on the second or third day, and everyone was terribly worried - everyone had already gone to work, and it was not in the nature of the girl to play truant.
It was also noteworthy that when my mother told her friends about her dream, the rest confirmed that they saw the same thing in a dream, maybe in a slightly different scenery. But Galina and mosquitoes were present in all three dreams. By the way, after the arrival, the tenants noticed that mosquitoes began to appear at home in an unusual amount for winter, but they attributed everything to possible dampness in the basement, where the central heating pipes run.
The statement to the police about the disappearance of Galya was written by my mother and her neighbors. The search began. We also checked the basement. There Galina's body was found in a very unsightly condition. And it was full of mosquito larvae. Heat, humidity, nutrient medium - insects have bred incredibly.
During the investigation, it was established that her acquaintance came to the girl. Apparently, they quarreled at the door of the apartment, and he firmly put his head on her. The lifeless body in a dressing gown hid in the basement. Apparently, Gali did not have people closer to her friends in the world, so she dreamed of them, tried to tell where she was. From the loss of the unfortunate to the discovery of the body, it took about two weeks or a little more.