What is the most scared/afraid you have ever been regarding a paranormal event?

hrmm id hafta say the most scared ive ever been was actually a few months ago back in november here at my own home. exactly what it was or anything ive no clue about, its still under investigation as i write this. typical cliche stormy night, wind howling blahblahblah, but something inside the house changed. within the wind howling, there were screams of a woman outside, and they kept moving from behind the house to the side, and then across the street. when the screams stopped, there was "something" clawing at the side of the house on the second floor, at first i blew it off to the big maple tree that weve neglected to trim the branches on, until it started moving from one end of the house to the other and back again. this went on for a good three hours, with the scraping stopping and the screaming starting up again and vice versa. scared? sensesless LOL but i have a habit of laughing hysterically when i get terrified which annoys my husband to no end lol it has happened again since then more recently, that time instead of the screams, furniture downstairs was being moved around in my livingroom and diningroom, coupled with a handprint left on the window in my upstairs bathroom, but the scraping across the house occurred as well. very curious to find out what exactly has decided to randomly stop by my house occaisionally to wreak havoch for a few hours and then leave. run? never lol ok once, but it involved a butterfly and i come out looking very punkass-ish so im not telling that story rofl

When I was about6 years old I had a terrible nightmare about ghosts, I dreamt they woke me up and let me dig in the garden because there was a box burried there containing their heart. I woke up and ran to my parents bed because I was so scared. I told my dad the story and he said it was all just a dream. Two months later dad decided to redo our garden and was digging in the garden to make a pond, he found a black little box in the garden. When he called me to come take a look I really screamed my lungs out because it was exactly the same box as in my dreams. We did not open it but my dad got rid of it straight away.

Halu. Im from the Philippines and people here are very spiritualistic and believe in myths and gosts etc. I lived in Germany all my life until I moved to the philippines where we have a house when I was 16. I have my own room out of which I am currently typing ^^. So I always felt uncomfortable in my room, and I never knew why. I used to practice Wicca and needed to meditate to find out that something was preventing me. I just didnt feel secure. So two years later a friend of mine who is into the occult told me, that everywhere you feel uncomfortable let is be a place or a room, there are definitely spirits.So I told my dad that there were beings in my room, he believed but brushed it off. I said I didnt really mind. So nothing was really proven then. A couple of weeks later, the daughter of my dad's gf got really sick, and the easiest way out was going to an abolario, which means something like a spirit healer or natural healer. They didnt know him and vice versa. He looked at my dad's gf and said that we have three rooms in our basement, which I think he meant bedrooms, which he was right about. Then he said that there is one single room in the second floor which was my room. He said that there in my room are two entities; a white lady and kapre, as we call it here. White ladies are just white with a dark face and kapres are just tall black male figures that smoke. I m glad I never had the ability to see them, but since the healer told us exactly what is in my room I felt even more unconfortable and paranoid. I either slept out or slept early as to avoid the ghost hour. We had our house blessed by a priest abd the entities are gone. I feel safe now and i can finally meditate. ^^