2021.09.22 12:37 Seiliko Would it be possible to add a rule about spoiler tagging aphobia?
This sub does not appear to have any rules currently. But I feel like it would be nice if people sharing something aphobia-related could spoiler tag it because some days I am really not in the mood to see that crap but it is not always obvious from the title alone that there is aphobia in the post.
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2021.09.22 12:37 NumbersForDummies My Experience With A Demon - Horror At Silvertree Hights
It happened when I was 24. Thinking back, this night still sticks with me. I’m 27 now, and it still feels like it happened yesterday.
As a young South African male, I’ve been through my share of shitty experiences. One night on Long Street, I was pulled into an alley by two large Nigerian gentlemen who attempted to pin me down and mug me. I escaped with a finger wound to my cornea, but I got away.
Another time, my friend and I were in an attempted highjacking, where four guys tried to pull us out of my car. They smashed my windows, broke my nose and then stole my car keys. Lucky for us, we managed to fend them off by constantly re-locking the car from the inside and holding our doors shut for dear life until people living nearby raised threatened to call the police and chased them away.
I preface my story in this way to show you that I know what real-life danger feels like. It may be easy to write these off as ghost stories, but what I went through at Silvertree Heights was every bit as real.
I was living with my parents in Somerset West. It was a double-story house in a gated complex, hanging on the mountainside, overlooking the ocean. We lived there for a while, but my folks moved a year after this incident.
For context, the house was kind off sunken into the mountainside, so the top floor was on ground level coming in the front door and the bottom floor led out into the back garden.
Coming in from the entrance, looking left you had the kitchen, looking right you had the living room, which was bordered by a flight of stairs leading down to the bottom floor, where there was another lounge. Left from there, you had a hallway, which led to a bathroom, my father’s study, a small kitchen, my younger brother Carl's room and an empty wine room that was being used as a storage area. My room was to the right, on the other side of the lounge.
It all started a few months after we moved in. I was generally up late, playing games online with my friends. I started hearing the creaks and footsteps, usually around midnight, and I got the sense of movement on the stairs. In the beginning, I would often check to see if if it was Carl heading up for midnight snacks, but I would always find the lounge and stairs to be empty. I chalked it up to my imagination at the time, but there were nights where I would hear it clearly through my open bedroom door without my headphones on.
This continued for quite some time, but none of us ever felt uncomfortable. The bottom floor was generally inhabited by friends who would sleepover in the lounge. They did hear the sounds, but none of them were ever bothered by it.
One night I heard the sound of stacking plates coming from the upstairs kitchen. The sound continued until I reached the top of the stairs, where it would suddenly stop. I found the kitchen empty of all signs of human life. Eve, my parents’ live-in domestic worker had been occupied elsewhere in the house and only the two of us were home. Eve says I must have been imagining it, but I swear to God the exact same thing happened with the sound of our electric garage door opening and closing.
Things never really escalated beyond that point, until my brother and our mutual friend Mike decided to name the fucking thing. They had been hearing all the sounds as well. So often and so clearly, in fact, that they started referring to it all as “Gert”. Everything gradually started going South from there.
Mike and I were chilling in the downstairs lounge on one quiet Winter’s evening. We were watching TV at around 1 AM when the front door suddenly flew open on its own. It nearly made us jump out of our skin. We ran upstairs to find the door wide open, despite there being virtually no wind to speak of. I’m also pretty sure that I had locked the door around 8 pm that night. We closed and locked the door, feeling rather freaked out by the experience, and we headed back downstairs to go pass out by the TV.
A few weeks later, my friend Bertus and his band were doing a show out on a sports field in the area, so I went to take some photos of the gig. After the show, Bertus and I went back to Silvertree Heights to join my brother Carl for a spot of marijuana. We had made a few toasts with the band at the venue, so Bertus decided to crash in the lounge, on the couch, like he was used to. He had also heard the sounds before, but after a few joints, it didn’t freak him out too much. At around 1 AM, I called it quits, chucked Bertus a blanket and retired to my bedroom.
A short while later, there was a knock at my door. Bertus had brought in the couch pillows and was asking to make a bed on the floor in my room. He said he felt uneasy in the lounge, but I was half passed out, so I didn’t give it much thought.
On the morning after the show, Bertus and I looked through some photos from the night and picked a few for me to edit. Bertus left and I spent the rest of the day editing photos and just lounging around the house, slightly hung-over. I went to bed around 7 PM, after making sure all the doors and windows were locked and all of the alarms were armed and ready. I was alone for the night and, with all the recent stories of armed robberies, I didn’t want to take any chances.
I was chilling in bed, watching YouTube videos. Around 8 PM, I heard the noises on the stairs again. At this point, it didn’t phase me anymore, so I just went back to watching YouTube videos until around 9 PM. That’s when I started to get the feeling of being watched.
I put it out of my mind for a while, but around 11 PM, the feeling just starts to intensify. I climbed out of bed, locked my door and checked that all my windows were completely shut and covered. I got back into bed, still feeling uneasy and observed, so I sit upright and focus my attention on the YouTube video in front of me.
At about 12 PM, I felt the exhaustion from the day kick in, so I lay back down again. The feeling of being watched just kept intensifying. I felt this dread start to come over me like something was trying to get to me, like it definitely meant to do me harm. My room started heating up to the point where I was sweating, so I turned on the air conditioning at full blast on its coldest setting. As I Iay there, the feeling just kept getting worse. Around 3 PM, I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open. I closed my eyes, turned over and decided that I’d try to get some sleep. My PC was still playing in the background.
A few minutes in, still overcome by the dreadful feeling, I was startled by the sudden sensation of something sharp scratching lines down my back. I lay still in terror while I feel the unseen force make 9 individual scratches on my body.
I kept my eyes shut tightly as I tried not to freak the fuck out. I kept telling myself it was all in my head. I was just tired, probably hallucinating from sleep deprivation.
About 30 seconds later, the marks on my back began to burn like hellfire. I leapt out of bed, freaking well the fuck out, turning on every single light in my room before running into my ensuite bathroom. When I examined my back in the mirror, I was horrified to find 9 scratch marks where I’d felt them burn before. 9 razor-thin red lines, raised from swelling, 7 cm long in parallel groups of 3. They looked like claw marks.
I went back to bed with every light still burning and I tried to focus on my screen. I was wide awake now, fearing that whatever did this would try to do something worse. I sat upright, literally praying to God to make it go away, and I’ve considered myself an atheist since I was sixteen. I heard the name Beelzebub ringing in my head. I was so scared, I felt completely frozen. Around 5 am, I eventually passed out from exhaustion.
I woke up at noon and went to re-check my back in the mirror. I thought I might have dreamt it, but all the marks were still there. I immediately called Bertus to tell him about what happened (I even sent him a picture of the marks on my back) and I left the house and headed a few kilometres down the R44 to where Bertus stayed in Stellenbosch. Once there, I showed him the marks and told him all the details of my living nightmare.
Bertus told me that he’d heard the sounds and felt strange presences around the house before, especially on the stairs and down the hallway to my brother’s room. He said he felt a sense of dread coming from the storage room and that it had been moving around the lounge on that night after the gig at the Rugby club. Bertus couldn’t house me for the night, so I went home, dreading the thought of spending the night alone in that house.
Bertus had given me a bundle of sage and some King David’s Root that he got from one of the Rastafarian Cape Mountain People. I hot-boxed my room with it and melted some frankincense for good measure. I made a salt barrier on the threshold of my bedroom door and prayed to God out of sheer fear. I was terrified of being in the same place as whatever “Gert” was.
When I finally went to bed for the night, I felt no tension in the room. Everything was calm and normal, until about 10 PM. That’s when I started hearing the footsteps on the stairs again. This time, I could hear a second, much heavier pair of footsteps along with them. I could hear them coming all the way down the stairs, where they stopped at the bottom.
My heart sank. I knew for a fact everything was properly locked and alarmed. I even checked in every room.
That’s when I heard the footsteps leave the stairs for the first time ever. I could hear them coming closer from the far side of the lounge. They were moving in my direction. I started praying as I listened to the footsteps drawing closer. As the last footsteps came to a halt outside my door, I could feel intense heat emanating from behind it. I was caught in a feeling of pure terror.
There was a thud against the door. I couldn’t stand it. I started praying one last time out of absolute desperation. My heart was beating in my throat.
I waited in suspense.
After ten minutes, I could feel the intensity begin to fade from behind my bedroom door. I let myself calm down. Maybe all the praying and the cleansing worked? I wasn’t staying one more night to find out.
On that next morning, I called my parents to report what I’d experienced. They could hear I was distraught and so they did their best to calm me down. Afterwards, I locked the house and fucking booked it down to where Bertus lived. This time I stayed over and recalled all of the second night’s events.
When my parents came back home, they cracked some jokes about my weekend, but my reaction made it clear that I was in no mood to laugh along. I went through this terrifying ordeal.
To this day, I still believe that “Gert” was playing with me. The attention and acknowledgement had made it stronger and I’m convinced that it `was preying on my fear.
I moved out quite soon after that, and I am glad to say it hasn’t happened since, but now, whenever I get that feeling that I’m being watched, even in the slightest, my mind runs back to that memory and puts me right back in that moment. I wish I still had the photographs to show you the marks it made unfortunately they weren't backed up to my cloud when I lost my previous cellphone.
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2021.09.22 12:37 phar0aht NEW: Safe standing to trialled in Premier League and Championship this season - first time standing fans officially allowed for more than 25 years. Announcement later today.
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2021.09.22 12:37 mt4christ247 Getting to Know You – Courage at the Fire
for an extended message go to https://mt4christ247.podbean.com/e/getting-to-know-you-%e2%80%93-courage-at-the-fire-purity-530/
Today’s photo of some hay bales in the foreground of a stunning view of the Catskill Mountains from the vantage point of Johnny Cake Hill Rd in Westerlo NY comes to us from yours truly as I decided to head for the Helderbergs on the last day of the Summer of 2021. When you are given the freedom of movement, you should take advantage of it to go out there and see what you can see. It is often when we decide to be spontaneous and take a random turn that you can feel liberated and discover some beauty you wouldn’t have found otherwise.
God has given us the physical capability of movement to explore our world, but He has also given us minds to think and explore the possibilities of life and to consider things from different perspectives. As we must deal with changing seasons and situations in life, it can be a good idea to step back and look at the situations in your life from an elevated position where you can see it all from a distance where you are not focusing too much on any one thing in particular and where you can objectively view it all to plot your course into the future with some clarity. That’s why it is beneficial to periodically take breaks to reflect on where you have been and to reassure yourself of where you are going.
Last night, I met with my divorce support group at one of the member’s houses around a bonfire. It is always a blessing when a group of Christians get together to support one another in their journey through life. As our group has been meeting for a few months now, the group is growing closer, and people have come to feel that they want to share more of their experience, so we have a better idea of who they are and what they have been through.
Last night in the normal course of business of the meeting, one of the women announced to the group that she wanted to share more of her story and confessed that although she had talked about her recent divorce, she had been married once before. This woman is the only person in our group who is childless and had shared previously how she had wanted children but had suffered miscarriages.
Last night she confessed that in her first marriage one of her miscarriages was the direct result of an incident of domestic violence. She didn’t say this, but in essence, her ex-husband had killed their baby.
In the movies there is stirring music to accompany such a confession to help express the shock and the weight of such a traumatic revelation but in real life there is just stunned silence when people don’t know what to say. It was sort of an awkward moment that was compound by the fact that this woman shared it in a transition point in the meeting where the ingredients for smores where being passed out and she was interrupted right from the start of her testimony. The interruption was jarring, and she had to be encouraged to “say what she was going to say” only to reveal a traumatic event from her past that demanded our attention and compassion.
She said she felt foolish for sharing it and questioned why she did it. I was seated next to her so I spoke up and said that her sharing that with us was very brave, that the group was there to support her, and that it helped us to get to know her better, and her words would encourage the rest of the group to know that our group was a safe place to talk about anything from our pasts. I also said that her testimony proved how good God was because even with that terrible loss and pain in her life, she had survived and has gone on the be an encouraging presence for faith at her local church.
Things settled after her testimony but as the night went on other members of the group admitted that they had been in relationships where they encountered domestic violence and manipulative control. But each one of them also spoke of how they escaped it and have found peace on the other side of their pain because of their individual efforts to free themselves and because of their faith in God.
There were other testimonies about surviving various trials in life and how people had forgiven things that seemed unforgivable, and they all pointed to God’s presence in the lives of the people through their faith in Jesus Christ.
It’s Wednesday today, and the first day of Autumn, we have made it to the midpoint of the week and another season of life. The people who sat around that fire last night experienced a lot during this past summer season. Some finalized their divorces, others had disasters with their homes or had family members suffer illness or injury, some have moved, and others had children leave home for college.
As we have shared our lives with one another we have drawn closer together and we have grown stronger than where we were only a few months ago because of it and because each one of us has encouraged one another to trust the Lord and to continually go to Him for guidance and strength.
So as we enter Autumn, take a moment to have a look around at where you are today. While the distant past and the summer of ’21 that we leave behind has left its marks on us, the Lord is calling us forward. Because of the design of His creation, the Lord leaves us no choice but to go forward in time. But when we decide to trust our lives in His hands by making Christ our Lord and Savior, we don’t have to fear the future or be victims of the past.
Our living relationship with God gives us the power to heal and to overcome whatever situations the world may dish out. So keep walking and talking with God, we might not be able to see too far into the future but if we walk with Him every day we can be assured that we are going in the right direction and that our destination is going to be a good one.
God blessou all!
MT Clark from mt4christ dot org and the mt4christ247 podcast
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2021.09.22 12:37 Flammablewhenwet The Titanic
Please help settle an argument with SO. If the Captains Bathtub on The Titanic (could be any bathtub could be any sunken ship) was full of water when the ship sank. And we could distinguish easily between the bath water and the oceans water, how much of the bath water could still be in the bath?
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2021.09.22 12:37 PenciliusKnightlius Is there a way to see the models of the masks
I wan't to make the Sarugamis wrath mask and was wondering if there is an easy way to get the details other than using photo mode.
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