My father was career Army in the Quartermaster Corps & anytime anything unusual or unplanned happened, all he could think about was all the paperwork that would be involved. He's retired now but, in his office, he has a framed requisition form specifically for requisitioning other requisition forms as a reminder of his career.
Had a guy stay at a hotel I own. He had an old 40's or 50's era U.S. military field radio, like the kind you'd see set up on the hood of a willy jeep in an old WWII movie. He set it up because he was hyped to show someone his new purchase. After he set it up and showed it to me, he decided to run down the street to get some drinks and snacks before showing me how it worked. While I was hanging around in the lobby waiting for him to return while keeping an eye on the radio so no one would try to steal it, the radio light up and noise started coming from the old head set. Sounded like screams of agonizing pain and horror with intermittent gun fire and requests for help. This went on for about 5 minutes, the owner arrived and heard the last 20 seconds before the radio just went dead. Creepiest thing I've heaver heard in my life.
i had nearly an exact experience whilst on guard duty in germany, ! me and 1 other lad were on guard one freezing cold windy night in the absolute pitch black , when all of a sudden our radio lit up and a very distressed sounding german voice came from the radio with what sounded like gunfire in the background , it made no sense at all the transmission had to come from somewhere near us and there sure as hell was no gunfire, i still cant get my head round it
I've actually wondered for a long time if this kind of stuff and phone calls from numbers that were disconnected or even physically cut, if this wasn't where EVPs before they became all the hype, got their start. I've also worried that the explosive popularity of EVP "machines" over the past, what, 20 years or something, might sully some of the older/more simple stories. The most important thing to know is that, there are people who get it, who have seen similar things, who believe you. And a final thought, as distressing as some of those transmissions etc can be, I'd like to think that any one of us who has experienced that slip in time or whatever it may be, that we have each had the opportunity to bear witness to those who experienced the sounds that came through. Yes, they are nameless, but we don't need to know a name or names to honor them with a thank you, even if we just think it. Hope this finds each of you well.
I suspect the little girl running through the fence isn't the run-over one. She's behaving in the 'follow me to' pattern that leads you to a location of death or a body.
Either that or she just enjoys spooking the grown-ass men with the fact that she can now walk through the vehicles that so unfortunately ended her life. Like "Hey guys, look what I can do now." If i was a ghost kid with a grudge, that's definitely what I would do.
Now I’m wandering what would happen if someone followed her out there, maybe left a few flowers as a proper send off. Yeah I’d definetly be that guy who dies first in the horror movie
My Cpl was standing guard after a drunk Marine ran through a gate in our perimeter fence. I came to replace him. He was totally freaked out. I asked him what was up. He said a Samurai in full armor came running at him. The Samurai jumped up in the air as it was swinging a sword right at his head. Then it disappeared. He was so ready to leave he pushed the shotgun into my chest and jumped into the duty van and was gone.
That is terrifying! To me, Marines are the baddest of all the bad asses anywhere, & if something freaked out a Marine, then count me out!! 😉 And before anyone comes at me for my opinion on Marines being total bad asses … well, that’s my opinion & that’s my experience. I’m not discounting ANY branch of the military! I’m not saying everyone else is a bunch of pussies! I’m simply saying, to me, in my opinion, in my experience, Marines are the baddest of all the bad asses! I commented something similar n another video & I had so many people trying to convince me how wrong I am. 🙄
My great uncle was KIA clearing caves near the village of Iwa while fighting with the 383rd RGT of the 96ID on the 22 of June 1945. He was just 20 years old. His name is on the peace memorial along with all the others.
Being a soldier is so hard... the training just to get ready to go to war takes something out of you and I went to Iraq, those dudes had it way worse !!! True Soldiers and American Heroes 👍🙏
My maternal grandfather in law was on the western front during ww2 and loves to talk about it and talks about it like he just went on one big wild vacation. Showed us ALLL the pictures he took of dead Germans after the battles, whom he still hates to this very day, and they are *extremely* graphic pictures of dead German soldiers. My husband said he's been showing him those pictures since he was a child. Lol. Then, after the war ended, he voluntarily stayed on as MP in Germany (He really *did* like war) and even started an affair with a married German woman, and when her husband found out, he killed her. So, my grandfather in law hunted her husband down and killed him, too - wasn't hard. Its not like the MP are gonna have a hard time finding you while they're occupying your city. But when he tells the stories - all of them - it's with nothing but thrill and joy in his voice. He's never sad or acts like it was anything less than just one big wild adventure. My husband's paternal father-in-law was fighting the Japanese, and he NEVER spoke about it. My own grandfather was a hair too young for WW2 being born in the mid 30s. My cousin was in the first battle of Fallujah and stayed on all the way through the Battle of Baghdad though - which was about 2 years long - just that one battle. He came straight home to my dad's house, and I was there, and I asked him, "Did you win a Purple Heart?" (I was a kid that knew nothing about the military or what medals meant. I just knew the Purple Heart was one of them that I could name), and I remember he looked up at me with his pitch black eyes filled with PTSD and said, "No...only fk ups win the Purple Heart. Do you think I fkd up out there?!" 😳 I slept with my door locked until he left. 😆
I also asked him what he did out there in Iraq and I forgot their official name, but they load the bombs into the thing to fire them, and I asked, "Why were you bombing them?" Super annoyed, he snapped at me, "Because they told me to, now get!!!" 😂
😆😆 My youngest was/is a Marine. He tried not to expose his 'delicate' mother to anything that might make her laugh too much or 'frighten' her. (Mother of an Iraq Marine, daughter of a Korean Marine, that's me. Yeah... real delicate. lol)
I have never been to Okanawa. I am a firefighter. One winter evening we were doing a training exercise in an old funeral home. We had to clear the building in full turnouts with SCBA. They blindfolded us. When we finished clearing the upstairs area we came down the stairs and someone was on the landing because I could feel their body heat and hear them breathing. Then we reached the bottom of the stairs and had to figure out which way was out based on the way the hose was threaded. I felt something as cold as ice right by my arm. So I reached out to figure out what it was. It felt like a leg. Then Dwayne rolled out of the cabinet somewhere ahead of us. I figured out which way was out and hit the door. When we got out Dwayne told the guys to not mess with him. Steve asked what he was talking about. He said he heard someone walking around next to the cabinet he was hiding in. They had been doing it the whole time. Steve told him that there were only four people inside besides him. All of us had been upstairs. I told him that I felt something ice cold that felt like a leg next to my arm. We took flashlights and made sure there wasn't anyone but the people that were supposed to be there. I have no idea what it was but it was weird.
@@labaplopdubloply6257lmao right? Firefighter here as well, all you can feel is how hot and sweaty your are inside your gear, dexterity in gloves is crap at best, everything feels dulled, incapacitated people feel like sacks of concrete.
I had friends at Kadena who told me about a woman that regularly approached a specific gate, then vansihed. So much so that the other airmen would say”Oh yeah, I saw that.” I love how casual they were about a Japanese ghost regularly appearing.
I arrived in Okinawa as a young PFC after MOS school in 2002. I was immediately put on gate guard mostly around Camp Foster and Camp Lester also G1. I loved the duty because it was the graveyard shift and really got to meet a lot of the JSGs.(Japanese Security Guards) I always asked if they experienced any hauntings. They said that they would see children peeking in the windows of the guard shack in an older base housing area called Satta or Sadda housing. Some quit, others would not dare go back.
My dad was a Combat Meteorologist (I believe he was at the time, but definitely Air Force Special Operations) stationed in Okinawa with my Step Mom and half siblings for 3 years. I got to visit two full summers. I vividly remember seeing a small Japanese girl walking the dark alley of our home at like 1130 PM -1230 AM (can’t quite remember). I was in 2nd grade, so it could just be that I was imagining things. In Okinawa (2005 at the time) the crime rate was super low, so my theory is it could have just been a little girl going home. We were somewhat close to a base, but I’ll have to ask for more specifics from him and return. The thing that struck me though, was the robotic nature of how the little girl was walking to her destination. Straight faced, eyes locked and literally no expression towards me as she walked past. She was dressed in the Japanese school uniform you probably imagine, but it seemed older.. idk. Again imagination is a wild thing, but she had this aura about her that still gives me uncomfy chills to think about. It could have just been the scene, but something about that was so weird. The whole island truly does feel that way. I still think about it as a 27 year old.
As a child you were far more receptive to what you've since spent your entire life around entities(humans) telling you one way or another that other entities do not exist. Isn't that quite a paradox. There is no such thing as just imagining things, remember that
I’ve had a similar experience some 20 years back. Me and some buddies went camping (not hardcore camping more like just wanting to go out in nature for a few days) in the mountains when we felt like we were being stalked and were all uneasy. So we headed to “basecamp” which was an old decrepit building still with electricity. We all huddled there, cooked up some food then decided to unwind for the night. I had a small guitar amplifier with me that I plugged into the mains and decided to start playing to soothe all of our nerves. When I did my first strum, a horrifying sound came from the speaker. Like wails of agony and cried for help from a lot of people. Needless to say we were scared shitless and all huddled into the center of the hallway, not having any sleep that night. When we asked the locals what that building was, we were told that used to be a mental asylum with questionable practicies. And the area we were camping in near it? We were told that used to be a spot where bodies were dumped years ago, mostly victims of crime. The government got fed up with it that the area was later turned into a fenced-up camping area with a guarded perimeter to discourage dumping from taking place. We were all spooked upon hearing that. No wonder we never really felt alone while we were there.
The idea of children or anyone, perpetually existing in a state of terror so deep they'd rather choose death, is horrific. Like many people I can never forget the image of the Japanese woman leaping from a jagged cliff with her baby because she had been so indoctrinated with fear of the US soldiers invading her island.
You have the best story telling voice and demeanor. I love the audio quality and the EQ of the voiceover, and I have grown fond of your sound effects that are frequently used on this channel. It gives a sense of familiarity and consistency. Great work on this channel everyone!
I'm Japanese-American and grew up in Japan and here in the US. I've been to Aokigahara as an adult. It's a deeply creepy place. I was told to never go off the trails and paths of the area unless you're prepared to see things you will want to forget. My whole time in the forest, the hairs on the back of my neck were raised up like nails. I never saw anything, but just thinking about that place makes me uncomfortable.
Have a friend in the army who was on gate guard duty early morning. He and another soldier noticed a little outline of child standing just outside the beams of the flood light of the guard post. They yelled out to the child to leave and go home but the child doesn't move. So his buddy grabs a spot light and shines/beams it to the child and that child was gone. The thing is that my friend never took eyes off the child. By the way he is a fan of your channel after I showed him my story on one of your UFO videos.
I miss Oki. Beautiful place. We had an apartment off base right outside Kadena AFB school gate. The unit we lived in was 100% HAUNTED. My wife HATED being left alone there. I remember hearing what sounded like furniture being moved in the unit above us even though the Air Force couple who lived in that unit PCS’d months ago. My wife told me she saw a pair of glaring red eyes in some thick brush outside the apartment building. The scariest thing that happened to me was one time I had sleep paralysis and something firmly grabbed on to my left ankle and It FREAKED ME OUT. We’re back stateside now and even though I miss the hell out of Okinawa and Japan..We’re glad we don’t live there anymore because of all the paranormal stuff.
I was on Courtney '93-95 and there is definitely something supernatural going on in many places on the island. There was a hotel being built there that was not able to be finished due to the amount of unusual accidents taking place that killed or injured several people. My apologies for not remembering the full backstory on the hotel. One night a Marine who had spent a few years on Okinawa was talking about how spooky the place was with the unfinished hotel, and another Marine called BS on the story and asked him to take him there. They decided to go, and I went along with them. The driver wanted nothing to do with it and let us out a block away from the abandoned hotel site. I was walking with the skeptical one and as we got close to the site we felt the temperature drop and were both feeling really creeped out. That ominous feeling kept getting stronger the closer we got to the point where we both decided to turn around and get out of there. Nothing really happened, but for days neither of us could shake that creepy feeling, like we shouldn't have been there and disturbed something. I also went to Toguchi Beach where they have a war memorial. You can feel the presence of something there, but it's peaceful unlike the abandoned hotel.
I was stationed on Scwab twice in 2009 and 2011. We were attached to the 31st MEU both times. We would have to have duty at night on the ramp when we had all of our gear on our AAVs in preparation for embarking on the ship in the following days. I had numerous guys in my platoon complain of a little girl making noises and teasing the Marine who was on duty in the middle of the night. Needless to say it was an extremely uneasy feeling sensing that someone was watching you.
Nice you might have been with my unit 1/4 No war bro no joke I was on the 31st MEU as my last deployment it was to Ol Oki can’t remember what base I was at but my barracks was walking distance to the Plams haha so good times and peace to everyone all around
2019 UDP at camp Schwab, we saw a girl by 100 yard range. It was just after sundown and we were getting Nods prepared for a night shoot when we saw her walking behind the targets that we just set up.
The shadow figure reminds me of when I was a kid staying in a hotel in Pigeon Forge. I woke up in the middle of the night to see a dark figure standing at the foot of the bed. I thought it was my dad at first, as he was staying in the room next to me, separated by a dividing wall that blocked my view of his bed. I waved weakly with one hand and the figure waved back in the same way. I could see the vague shape of its head at first, but after a while I started to feel uneasy, and then a hood went up over its head, just on its own, hands still hanging at the figures sides. I was pretty freaked out at that point, realizing that it was definitely not my dad, but stayed completely still. The headboard of my bed was against the wall, but the figure suddenly started moving, seemingly floating, in a circuit around the bed. All the way around it. It started getting shorter and taller in a rhythm as it went. It seemed like forever, until finally, when it was on the far side of the bed, I jumped out and ran into the other room and got into bed with my dad. I kept my eyes shut tightly until the sun was coming up and slid back into my own bed, never waking up my father. That’s the only serious encounter I’ve had with what could possibly be called a ghost.
About 20 years ago I was in a dark place, unable to shake a depression I NEVER experienced. Forced into lame ass apt, temp confusing job after losing a cool cabin in the woods plus watching my old gf dating a new guy (har; that ended and remain best friends to day but I digress). Added to the depression. VERY unsettled life, too so should have been nothing. I doubt I ever would but was closet to ever seeing life as pointless/not worth it. Biggest problem was WHY I couldn't shake it; usually very strong. Friend's wife a winter caretaker at an accessible Glacier Park lodge (Lake McD). Go with friend for weekend; a little change, eh? I'm just a bummer. Spend night in Cabin 9, a small tourist cabin; empty; pull down a mattress type thing. I'm awoken sometime in dark night by a glow; am facing wall. Turn over and see FOUR dark figures standing there ... a faint golden glow around edges; not human but as if they had a sheet over them; no features, just tall shapes. I very clearly recall (or think I do) the START of the WTF? Panic then just as clearly feeling the greatest peace go in me; like I imagine an IV overdose would feel like. No words but CLEAR feel of loving scold: "After all so far, you let THIS beat you? Ats-a-matter? Get a grip, this is beneath you. Jeeze!" Next thing I am waking in morning, instantly recall the figures and run out like a cartoon. Breathless report to friends and suddenly realize the depression is GONE. No imagination; like cutting out an infection. Gave me the strength to improve things fast. After decades of thinking of it, I SWEAR one was my grandmother; later seemed an exact match to her tone. As well as her grim, normally meanish husband, standing silent besides her. The other two? No idea. Ok, enough. Carry on and Godspeed. There truly ARE other things in this world than those of evil.
@@daniakalaina It really IS a matter of mind/mindset. THAT period was unshakable and witness to how it can cripple you. Happily for me, other things were so unsettled (if makes sense); terrible things but balanced with good and mostly ABSURD. My doc was worried once as I was dealing with 2-3 Top 10 reasons to erase yourself but Just Another Tuesday. NOW I thought I justified it all by renting this amazing small farm I would NEVER have a chance to; 2.5 years in and the owner would rather have it empty. Went on early SS, sold everything/committed and now? NO WAY can I afford the cheapest apts; plus may as well be on Guam, so remote so even LOOKING is a huge road trip I can't afford. So winter looming. No options. May be homeless sleeping in my car w/three cats or in a field. Spent my 65th last week in JAIL because I shooed off a serial trespasser, the county thought I had left and got arrested for felony intimidation. For shooing off a trespasser. I have NOT been evicted, just a notice, not even served so completely wrong but sometimes seems that doesn't matter. Frankly SHOULD be cleared tomorrow but sure don't need THAT. 65 was the lifelong milestone: still alive? wife and kids? career? I have NONE of that; farm was the justification but came back, realized I got out of jail (plus x2 ER visits in past) and NO ONE is there concerned and I walk into the night alone. Turned out (x for auto emojis) not one BD card, call or notice from any family or friends. Dammit, sorry. First coffee; normal freak out wondering WTF to do today and triggered (maybe saying for self). Also an author / fast typer. Things have (objectionally) well, "never been so grim" is hard to measure! As a writer, cartoonist and humorist, I tend to see the literal RIDICULOUSNESS of so much vs despair. Solo is a bummer in some ways but if so, you can MOVE (maneuver) easier. I fell in love with Powder River County and chose THIS as my final home. An option, if found, could be a piece of my own ground. VERY affordable but due to being past the utilities, etc. BUT (as single male on SS) if I find the ground, I can live fine. This HORROR (like losing my home before this one) has the chance to start my OWN farm, my own legacy. UNCOUNTED times had Doom actually be the opportunity for better. Some, most, are locked in their circumstances. Their apts or city homes. For me, just going outside is a destination vacation. Yellowstone is boring when I can see the real wranglers, longhorns and Angus. Even the biggest stretch check of something is like a road trip in paradise. Possibilities are from a roof to insane old-school frontier. I can still move and walk. So, like so many other times in the past when merely driving into a tree seems the best option (I would just grab a pack and walk into the sunset), when things settle I find myself in BETTER, sometimes insane places. I HAD MY OWN FARM FOR ALMOST 3 YEARS! My head could explode NOW and would be better for it. I have faith in God. And unsettled or not, have seen ... wonders ... never seen if on the normal path. A little girl spontaneously come to life after drowning (was EMT). In RV in Glacier Park for 3 years but each day a marvel. Played a key role in, I swear, a paranormal epic in a haunted cabin that resulted in discovery of treasured family documents to get back to family. "Haunted Marysville, Montana". Recently escaped a head-on w/a truck on a dark WY highway; insane I could have been fast enough or didn't roll, etc. Had dash cam so BEST YT FOOTAGE EVER ... only to have some non-verbal "voice" (not God; felt like a middle management entitiy) warn me to "take the save" and NOT look at the footage. So I didn't and let it record over. Mere touch on that incident. Jeeze, THIS manifesto is depressing on glut alone! If someone indicates depression, I don't want to give blithe comments. Whatever your situation is, power to you and good luck. Embrace all you can OUTSIDE the mundane as dammit, it's out there. All kinds of forces; I could go on for PAGES on WHAT WAS THAT? events. I dare not try a bio. My life has been a freight train of Constant Sorrows (resources, logistics etc, not grief or anything), unable to have what most take for granted yet also had more than could be imagined. I would not change it for a solid address, job or city life. Finally, the best cheer medicine: I'm going to shut up now. Safe travels and Godspeed.
I posted last year or so about this same ghost on Schwab, while in UDP just prior to 911 I shared a barracks room with a younger corporal that was assigned to base guard duty. He told me firsthand about the girl on the ramp and that it was common knowledge among the sentries and guard mount. We were both amtrackers by MOS and worked on the ramp daily.
I was stationed there for three years, one of my friends took a picture outside at night in the rain and there she was. Standing by the streetlight, white dress and all
I had a ghost experience when I returned to my family home after returning from Vietnam. Grew up with 7 brothers and sisters and we lived in the house most of my life. I was tired and decided to take a nap in one of the bedrooms. I jumped into bed and shut my eyes. After about 10 minutes I realized I couldn’t fall asleep as the room was really bright. I decided I would go visit an old friend. Sitting on the bed I looked into the open closet. An old man in the turn of the century clothing was staring at me. He had a beard but had no legs below his knees. I stood up and walked towards the closet to make sure I was seeing what I thought I was. He proceeded to float out of the closet and we were face to face. It was 2 in the afternoon. He was staring at me with an angry look..not knowing what to do I slapped him across his face. He started to dissolve and I left the room. Told my family members who all said I was seeing things. Never went in that bedroom again. It never returned. Our house was over 100 years old? I’m 70 now and have had 3 more paranormal encounters since.
Camp Foster 84-87, in the III MAF band, back in the 12th Marines area. Many on fire watch would tell of things, doors opening on their own, glowing objects passing through doors, general creepy stuff. I didnt have fire watch because of my assignment as one of the company drivers. I did see one Marine LCpl had pissed his pants while on fire watch, but he wouldn't talk about what happened.
Okinawa is basically Japan's hawaii, but with a dark history as it was one of the bloodiest sites from WW2 with huge civilian casualties. It's kinda similar to Iwo-Jima, where present day Japanese soldiers garrisoned there are haunted on a daily basis. People living in the barracks at Iwo-Jima usually place a cup of water in front of their doors, as the island was scarce of water and many soldiers died while being thirsty. The usual story is, that the cup would be empty the next morning. Also, as a guy who used to work at Japan's Self-Defense Force, I'm glad to hear the whole "your laundry being dumped while still soaked" is a common issue worldwide.
My great uncle was stationed with the occupation forces on Okinawa in 1945. He had some second hand stories of Japanese soldiers emerging from caves on the island. Scary to imagine there might be ghosts still scared to come out of hiding too.
I was stationed at Foster, back in '86 through '88. We used the rifle range at Swab. On the other side of the road. Our unit used the old squad bay barracks for the range. One night, the fire watch, duty nco were yelling about a female in the head(bathroom for you landlubbers), but they couldn't find her.
I was there summer of 86 with 1/8 alpha had a week long work detail. Didn't have to go to the range I was always real big on shooting expert. A lot of the guys were pissed because their scores went down said that range was like in a wind tunnel or something.
I was I 3/12. Yes, the morning relay was the best, used to get really windy in the afternoon. I remember, sometimes was so humid, if the sun light was at a right angle, you could see the bullets!. Henoko was a cool village.
And people wonder why US Navy personnel are considered so superstitious. That is not meant as a accusation against anything you said. I too have experienced some weird paranormal type stuff over the years in the military and as a civilian. There is a lot we still don't know about this world we live in. I served from 1996 to 2000 active duty in the US Navy as an Aircraft Electrician's Mate, and then a short stint as a reservist out of the Navy base in Fort Worth, TX. Part of me wishes I had stayed in on active duty and made a career of it, but unfortunately after badly injuring my lower spine and right ankle while on active duty I didn't think I'd be able to keep up with the physical fitness standards due to the chronic pain from dislocating my vertebrae and tearing several ligaments in my right ankle while doing some military training in Sicily at NAS Sigonella. I really miss being in the US Navy and the comraderie we shared at each of my duty stations. I had a great group of sailors, Marines, and Air Force buddies I worked with at AIMD, Power Plants, and Test Cell.
@@jmferr2011 No, they were two versions of them. Two floors an a single floor. Concrete buildings, remember passing typhoons in them. Ours was near the dining facility. I went back to Oki in ‘95, I was in a westpac, nothing but new buildings. When I hear Mr Lamatta narrating about Oki, calling the buildings old, I feel old!.
I live in the Kansai area of Japan, but usually go to Okinawa when I have time off work (beautiful place!). I’ve experienced several paranormal things around the island, from seeing shadows walking around a staircase in the former Japanese Navy tunnels in Tomigusuku to hearing people talking in the caves in Yomitan village (the caves where over 100 people committed suicide during the war). I spoke to some locals in Naha City and they just accept it. 1/3 of the population were killed during the war, so it has many haunted areas. Beautiful place though, I recommend going 😁
I suffered sleep paralysis at a barracks at Naval Air Station Miramar in the 70s. I get a presence shouting at me right next to me. Happened a couple of times.
Between 1980 and 1990 I did two tours totaling seven years at Kadena as a LE Specialist/MWD handler. Had many unexplainable experiences during that time. The majority of which seemed to occur in our munitions area. Loved Okinawa.
I was stationed at Schwab for a few months in 09, the short amount of time I spent there has me convinced some weird shit is running around on that base
over here at camp Hansen ive heard stories of this ghost sighting by the unused gate 4 over near my motor pool, they say if you're out there 01-03 a marine in older ww2 or Vietnam era uniform will come up to you and ask if you have a cig, he will even talk to you but will eventually disappear.
I sleep talk. When I sleep in the same room as my older sister we will both sleep talk in other languages that we do not know. And will lie there with our eyes wide open in the dark. Scared the crap out of people who have roomed with us. We don't know we do it. But it does make sense why we always got in trouble as little kids for being up late talking when we were actually asleep.
I've greatly enjoyed all your stories. Shared your station with both my active duty Soldier & former Marine. They love your stories as much as I have. Thanks!
....huh. At 28 minutes, that marine's description of the black smoke...thing...that's... I had a lot of parasomnia episodes in college, usually just sleep talking. But there was an incident of sleep paralysis where there *was* something very similar at the left side of my bed. There was also a blinding light on the right side. I'd forgotten about that until now.
I've had very similar experiences, no talking though. Smokey/shadowy figure with an impending sense of doom. I recall the smell of compost on several occasions that would go away once I was able to fully wake up
You should tour with Mr Ballen next year! I went to his Chicago show beginning of this month and it was an incredible experience. I would 100% go again if both Wartime Stories and Bedtime stores toured with him!
Okinawa is seriously spooky. I loved Okinawa, and have been there many times from 1970(as an Air Force Brat) to 2007(Navy Chief). There are places that I will not go, for any reason.
this reminds me of a time whilst in the royal engineers on guard duty on an old camp in germany in 2007, im not sure of the history of the place but it was spooky as hell, if i remember rightly it was a place called hohne, or something like that , it was an active military base but it also had areas off limits with burial mounds , one cold windy night on guard duty me and an irish lad whilst peering out into the blackness of the night heard a really disturbing thing , distinctive , distressed sounding german voices came over our radio and what sounded like gunfire in the background , which was impossible because whoever it was had to be in our close vicinity, and there was no gunfire and the chances of our military radios suddenly tuning in to some german radio station was next to impossible , to say we were shook is an understatement , i still think about that quite a lot all these years later , it doesnt make any sense , also we regretted telling the other lads about it as we became a laughing stock
I've just seen multiple comments just like this in the comments on this video. so you're not the only one to experience weird radio german gunfire transmissions
@@EricDaMAJ yes that was the one, do you know anything about the burial mounds there? are were they just winding us up about them? i do remember seeing mounds though
@@grahamrobson5954 Unfortunately I do not. I only went there once. I grounded my M981 FISTV on a rock in the fog during our FTX, much to my NCOIC's annoyance. It still boggles my mind how I did that because _it was the only rock in the area I could've done that on._ But despite the Hohenfells creepiness, I still chalk that up to my idiocy. That said, there are a lot of weird things in Germany. In Grafenwöhr the Germans moved a lot of locals out of the area to build the training area before WW I. So there are villages and monasteries dating to the Middle Ages slowly disintegrating there. We also bombed the crap out of it in WW II so there are lots of places people died in mass quantities. I suspect Hohenfels has similar issues. Germany is VERY haunted and I'm moderately surprised this channel hasn't covered it (yet).
My sister unit was split between Honhe and münster, HQ SQN was housed in a old German barracks, still had a bronze eagle and other paraphernalia from the old regime. My good friend from the unit said they had weird noises after dark in the HQ and in the surrounding outbuildings.
I Recall a story I heard from a guard friend of mine, where he and his group were scolded on the radio for not noticing a child looking at them through the gate of the building they were guarding. It was the CCTV folks that noticed it first, then when the gate guards opened the gate (It's a push outwards type of gate), CCTV guys shat bricks when they saw the kid pass through the gate, still crouching, still looking at the guard table.
I’ve learned to physically prevent sleep paralysis by never sleeping on my stomach and never sleeping flat on my back looking at the ceiling. I tested this out when I was 12 cause I was getting annoyed by it. Since then sleeping with my legs at an angle and on my side has always worked for me at least.
I love your videos. Question; do you think that you could do a video on Ft. Benning, Ga? My Dad was stationed there a few times. My brother was born there. As a young child I had an experience that I still remember clearly. I was impatient at the hospital. I was trying to fall asleep but couldn’t because of the pain. I looked out of the window and saw a soldier sitting on a branch of the tree outside the window. He was just sitting there smiling at me. What frightened me so much was the blood on the side of his head. I climbed out of bed and ran out of the room crying. I’m 53 years old now and I can still recall the layout of the room and I can still describe the other children and what they were wearing. My Dad had some weird things happen but he doesn’t talk about them. I’m wondering if anyone else has any experiences they had at Benning. I hope you are well and having a great day.
@supertrooper8286 Thank you for sharing your thoughts about Ft. Benning. I remember the post being huge and really beautiful, for an Army Base that is. I also remember my mother saying that our quarters were creepy and felt off. May I ask an off topic question? Do you recall a firing range on Benning named after a Seward McIntyre? I hope this finds you well and happy. Thank you for your service!🇺🇸
Spent some time at Schwab with 1/9 preparing for LSU Foxtrot. I was with 3rd FSSG at Camp Foster and met up with some buddies from electronics school. These were straight up dudes and they told me there was some creepy stuff up there and at the NTA but didn’t go into much detail other than weird voices and strange mist that would on occasion resemble human looking shapes.
I bunked in the old WWII vintage barracks at Fort Huachuca in 1997 and again in 1999. The windstorms there get rowdy and can howl all night long. The only lights in the place after lights out were the red exit signs making the whole place glow red. It was definitely creepy! I heard they’ve been torn down since then.
I grew up there. If it's the set of buildings between the main roads in and out, close to where the NCO's club is/was, I saw something strange out there. Was delivering a pizza back in 96/97 to one of those buildings. It was raining and dark, and I was having problems finding the building as most of them dark. Saw a figure at the edge of my headlights dart around one of the buildings. Thinking it was the dude who ordered the pizza, I pulled up and shined my spotlight over there, only to see no one there. I eventually found the guy a few buildings down, chilling inside and dry as a bone. I believe that area was the old hospital complex back in the 40s. Needless to say, I did not like driving through that area at night. As I was usually dating a girl who lived on Hall Cir, I'd take the main road past the MOS barracks to the east gate, or hit the crossroad to hit the main drive by the main gate. Or go down the side street that ran past the NOC's club to the same crossroad, connecting me close to the main gate. There was a lot of spooky stuff that happened in Cochise County.
My great-grandfather served with the Seabees at the Battle of Okinawa. He's told more stories about painting Quonset huts and eating with locals than anything shocking or paranormal, but I can only imagine the horrors that he and his fellow boys might have been witness to. The battle of Okinawa was horrific, and that kind of stuff doesn't just go away.
I was stationed on Okinawa for two years, loved it out there. Wouldn't mind going back but wouldn't live there. I was stationed on Camp Schwab for a couple months before being sent up north to Jungle Warfare Training Center or as we affectionately called it JW some may know it as the NTA, I spent most of time up there and even though I never saw anything I always had the feeling I was being watched while standing guard at the gate during the night
I think you were the unintended victim of a joke that some Marine was pulling, as in pulling a fire alarm during your recon. Everybody runs out, ha ha ha, then maybe the exercise would be called for the night. Lastly, my grandfather use to do "recon" in the Vietcong tunnels in Vietnam... He was the smallest, but toughest man I ever knew. Being small and thin, he could fit down into those tunnels- armed with only a 45 and a disarmed training grenade. It became a badge of honor for him. He said that he could actually "feel" the presence of another person in the tunnel, even though it was pitch black. (He rarely used a flashlight- dead giveaway that an American was in your tunnel.) VC was usually around the corner, waiting for his head to poke out so they could blow it off. He would crawl close to the corner, throw the grenade and with it that distinct spring noise and wait to hear the person trying to back away. The old style grenades had a "spoon" that made a distinctive spring like noise. Every VC knew what that sound meant. And Americans had a reputation for being crazy, only they would use a grenade in a tunnel. So after tossing what amounts to a training grenade and hearing the enemy back away, he would launch himself forward, fire the 45 three times and listen. Your "SLLS" comment triggered the memory of this story from Grandpa. Coming from Hawaiian natives, he grew up in a superstitious culture. Therefore he did not have the "natural resistance" to the spirit realm that most Americans, wishing to be oh so modern, wish to have. He could "see" or better to say sense, things that others could not. He could tell when death was about. He was further traumatized repeatedly as a child and the violent acts of war he committed... did not help. He enjoyed killing, enjoyed the act of pitting himself against others in war... After grandma died, he remarried. Shortly thereafter he shot himself and his new wife in the house where he said he could feel spirits of the departed... Your stories of ghosts brought this memory back too. One side note, my aunt once smuggled a ouija board into this house. She hid it in the towel closet, which had so many old rag towels no one could ever find it. (I guess Goodwill was not a thing yet?) When she went to retrieve it, a pair of red eyes was glowing in the cabinet. She ran of course and this "thing" followed her into the new section of the house my grandfather had built on... It could not enter there. Grandfather said that "feeling" a ghost was just like feeling a person in those dark tunnels... Something about the soul was the same. Forgive my ramblings Sir, your stories tend to loosen the tongue, or the fingers as the case may be.
@@KevinSmith-yh6tl Well I suppose it is therapy Sir. War hurts even those that never hear a shot. Of all the necessary evils man must bear... it is one of the most destructive. There are sadly, even worse evils, hence why some must bear this burden.
@@KevinSmith-yh6tl I suppose it is therapy Sir. War hurts even those that never hear a shot. It is one of the most terrible things man must suffer, but not the most terrible. Hence the need for my grandfather and so very many others like him, to go to war. THANK YOU for your kind comments.
@@ZombieGrandpa What you described is exactly how it feels for me. I'm not military I'm an Archaeologist and I tend to primarily work over seas. The feeling of another presence in your area is exactly the same as the presence of a living person. If I'm wandering around a dark castle in the pitch black dead of night, I can still sense it in ways that's so normal it's almost difficult for me to explain. Interestingly enough as well, here in the states where we have this concept of, "Indian burial grounds". For some reason every single one I've personally worked with was fine, nothing paranormal whatsoever. I suspect part of this has to do with me taking a pretty serious moment for each burial I come across. I do my best to genuinely treat the remains with the best care and attention to their religion or culture they had in life and I try my best to respect that. It's not very easy to always do as I'm sure one might imagine. However I've never left an excavation feeling cursed or like there was a bad paranormal situation. Every time I close up shop and move on however, the people who own the property and God forbid build homes there get Hollywood levels of terror and misfortune. Every time it's extreme. It's like anything from going entirely bankrupt within a couple years to the loss of a child born or unborn. I would recommend considering this type of thing before purchasing real estate and I would recommend just regardless of knowing the history on your land for thousands of years, just take a moment out to recognize and give a basic level of respect to anything which also resides there. It works for me really well. The less fearful a person is and the more they genuinely are in control the less these paranormal things will give you a negative experiences. I suspect the energy of the living just outclasses the energy of the dead so if you're cool and calm you can probably avoid anything horrible and terrifying happening.
@@sneakyviewing4391 Well said Sir. There is further an inferred concept from the Bible of a spiritual covering. In short, this concept means that everyone has a protection from, for lack of a better term, "spirit realm." When we dabble in the realm of spirits, we wear that covering away. Some will laugh, thinking they are in control of these spirits, but it always ends badly. I see that people dabbling in "magic" and even outright witchcraft, is greatly on the rise. I am frighted by this- they have no idea the lifetime of damage they are opening themselves and their family to... You treat the dead with the respect they deserve, and this keeps your cover intact. I myself have had some minor contact with the spirit world, revolving around the UFO\Roswell phenomenon. Even though my covering is intact, this experience only reassured me that there is indeed a spirit realm and that there are forces there that want attention, want dominance and are the very definition of evil. I say again to all readers, don't toy with this realm. Don't try to contact the dead- you don't know who is really on the other side. And remember, Wizard of Oz was only a book, there are no good witches, there is no white magic, there is only a spiritual fraud waiting to seduce you. It wants to control life... your life. To anyone reading this, if you want out of the nightmare, contact me. There is help out there. There is a force far greater than the one that torments you now. You CAN stop the visitations, the abductions, the pain.
There was rumors about a man on Camp Hansen who'd ask gate guards for a smoke then disappear. Never saw it myself though. The gate in question was always closed while I was there
I used to work at an alcohol and drug rehab nestled in the foothills of the Angeles Forest, a place with a dark history. Before it became a rehab center, this location served as both a tuberculosis camp and an old forestry camp. You can imagine the kinds of eerie stories that lingered there-especially one about a little girl who would appear in two specific places. The first place she was seen was the Hill House, a building that had once served as a church. One night, a security guard patrolling the grounds spotted her standing near the entrance, dressed in an old-fashioned outfit. The second location was near the kitchen, where she would follow a custodian. But this is where it gets strange-the moment he stepped into the kitchen, the girl would stop, never crossing the threshold. It turns out the kitchen had its own sinister reputation. People reported hearing deep, disembodied voices and witnessing faucets turning on and off by themselves. It was as if the little girl knew better than to enter that haunted room.
Back in the earlier 90s, i knew a lady that renting a house. The garage was full of stufffrom the owner and one thing they found was a picture of a guy in Vietnam back in late 60s. They thought it was a nice picture and hung it in the house. Her daughter started seeing the partition of a soldier in her bedroom and starting to hear radio transmission from her clock radio like from transmission from Vietnam. She removed the picture and it all went away.
I was with 3rd LAR and stationed at Schwab in 2001. That’s the ramp next to the maintenance bays. I heard a similar story but it wasn’t a little girl…. It was a couple of WWII Japanese soldiers who were seen charging up the ramp and then just disappeared.
I was stationed on Camp Zama, Japan from 01-02. There’s an old army field hospital form the Vietnam era that’s now offices, that was located on depot part of the post. I remember having to do security checks on that hospital. There was a few times a door was left unlocked, so myself and my partner and to clear the building. This was always on the night shift, every time I went into that building I would get an uneasy feeling, a feeling like I needed to leave that place or I wouldn’t be able to leave.
You really do great work. Even though the orator of bedtime stories seems to have a knack with writing to the point that he never uses the same adjective twice, your storytelling just seem so much more authentic, authentic in a way that is just relatable. I really do feel like I'm sitting at the smoke pit while his stories are so professionally well done that they should be on compact disc 😅
My highschool history teacher told us a story about the ghost girl. He was stationed in Okinawa sometime around the late 80s to early 90s as an officer. He told me one night this buff guy he knew comes in with a broken nose. He went on to explain that while on night watch, he saw a little girl, tried to chase it fell and broke his nose. The girl after that seemingly vanished. When he asked an old native about it, he told him that the girl was hit by a train sometime in the 50s and now likes to haunt the marine base trying to play hide and seek with the Marines. She is a little girl who wears a Western style dress.
We all heard stories from the kids who were stationed in Okinawa. And this was at Ft.Huchuca Sierra Vista AZ. That place was messed up too. Buffalo soldiers , natives too. It was always around sunset.
I grew up in SV. My sister's room had a ghost dressed in blue that'd hang out. I saw him once cross from her room to mine one night while waiting for a ride to a basketball game. I was the only one home. Given the area's history, I believe he may have been the spirit of a calvary trooper. Never saw anything when we moved into town. But definitely some wierd stuff past Buffalo Soldier Trail.
@@Kokopilau77 yeah there was a lot of that activity there historically. It was creepy not as bad as Wiesbaden Germany but creepy all the same. That's intense by the way.
WW2 story from my father in law. He was driving a truck in Italy along a mountain road. It was very steep, or cliffs, either side and the track was rough. They had to keep lights low or off depending on the location and the risk of an ambush. They were driving very slow, keeping a look out, some trucks had been attacked in the past. Suddenly a man in napoleonic uniform appeared in the road infront of the truck. They stopped and he disappeared. He didn't seem to move at all, he was standing to attention one moment and the next he wasn't there at all. They got out very quietly and started to search, looking up a very steep slope on on side and down into a ravine on the other side. That was when they spotted it. A wire was stretched across the road just in front of the truck and it was connected to a bomb. Similar story from a retired truck driver. He worked for a company that specialised in going to places no one else would. He did a delivery in the middle of nowhere in the middle east. He was driving across a desert, he sighted a painted oil drum on the horizon and when he reached it he sighted the next one. Repeat until desert crossed. There was an ancient ruin off to one side of the route. When he was passing it a whole load of people suddenly appeared everywhere and he crashed through market stalls, livestock and tents, slamming on the brakes and skewing, almost rolling the truck. He was terrified that he must have killed a few people. He blinked. There was just desert. He put it down to being tired and carried on. When he stopped for fuel at the next town at the edge of the desert he mentioned that he thought he had hit something but there hadn't been anything there. The old fort? Yes, right there. Haunted, you aren't the first to think they drove through a crowd. That freaked him out a bit because he only told the guy he thought he had hit something but the guy knew exactly what he had meant.
Doubt you read all the comments but said to Bedtime Stories aswell..have you folks considered doing a Responders Stories Channel? Alot of them around the world see strange stuff nurses (technically not responsers but the hospital setting could be included) ...Ambulance crews...Coastguards..Police.. etc, there is alot of material and easy make another channel for it...just a thought.
I don't have time to do it but if someone wants to do it go for it...maybe just credit me for the idea or let me do an episode...I'm far with too scatty to do it lol.
I know this video is old so small chance you’ll see this. I’ve listened to you for a while but just found out you were radio recon based off the last story. I was RRP at Lejeune 2008-2011. Glad to see a platoon member doing something so cool. Keep up the good work.
I was on Schwab for a year total on 2 Separate UDPs. We were supposed to do a Med but 9/11 happened 4 months prior so everything changed as a result. And that's to be expected. Obviously we weren't just training during a peace time anymore. We were now at war. I never saw the girl. I had heard about her from several fellow Marines though. At Camp Fuji, I was in the Squad Bay nearest to the Armory for the UDPs. I had duty one morning and was told during the brief while reporting to the OOD that my friend had actually Called the OOD/SOG over to our building while we were all sleeping because he said a Japanese Civilian was creeping around outside. Well, I heard them talking about it. Because the MPs had to be involved as you would expect if a Japanese civilian is running loose on base, and they said they received the call from the CPL, my friend, at around 0300. They said the exact time, but it was over 20 years ago now. I can't remember. They, the OOD, SOG, DNCO, ADNCO and PMO never found anyone though. They probably brought the dogs out so I would think the dogs would've found him if they couldn't. I don't know, maybe it was a real person. Civilians do work on base so it could have been a thief. Or, maybe it was a fuckin ghost? I can't say. Wasn't my watch but I always assumed it was a Civilian employee that somehow managed to stay on base and was trying to steal something, anything. Or maybe he hooked up with a Marine and was trying to sneak off base after they finished doing whatever LOL. I was a grunt, so it was all male in my squad bay. But there are female Marines stationed on Fuji. And they have a hell of a lot more privacy than we did. Like, their very own fucking rooms. Maybe he just got some action and managed to scale a fence and get out of there before he was caught. In fact, I bet that's exactly what it was now that I think of it.
Was at Camp Hanson in 2001, didn't experience any paranormal on Okinawa, however, earlier that same year my unit, Fox 2/5, did a month long amphibious raid training at the Naval Amphibious base in Coronado. I had fire watch one night down where all the zodiacs were tied up. At some point I started hearing footsteps walking up and down the wooden dock. I looked everywhere trying to make sense of these steps. I tried to see if there were seagulls perched underneath or if the wakes coming to shore were causing anything to hit against the dock. I could not find anything that was making the noise. It distinctly sounded like footsteps too that would get louder and fade away as if someone were walking up and down the dock. I had goosebumps for like an hour. Finally I just said out loud "please leave me alone." About two minutes of silence then I hear footsteps behind me that sounded like someone walking up the metal bridge that connects the dock to the shore. That was the last I heard anything creepy that night but it was a scary post to stand. And the a-hole who was supposed to relieve me after 4 hours slept through half his post. So I was down there alone all creeped out for six hours.
The only story I have heard of haunting while i was in was at camp Grafenwoehr in Germany and this was told to me by my roommate about when they stood up the unit. They were put into an old building which he said when you walked in you saw the Iron Eagle right in the middle of the wall with the head boards covered in the other symbol. Apparently he stated that barracks was super haunted as there was reports of ghost screaming at people in my unit while they were in bed. Another story of a nurse walking in checking charts and leaving. CQ hearing screams only to find nothing. It got so bad that one people were moving their beds out into the hallway to get some sleep and two they wouldn't put people in certain rooms. Story goes that that barracks used to be the metal ward for the hospital that was there.
My barracks in scheiwnfurt was also the old mental ward on a Luftwaffe base. The doors were pretty thick still had the slide to side peephole on the outside but it was wielded closed. The really creepy place was the ruins out in the Graf range are, I think it was an old church or something. Got stuck pulling an op on it one night, never again!
I work in a county jail in Florida that my co-workers and I swear is haunted. We have seen and heard some crazy stuff over the years. A few inmates have passed away inside the facility in the 13 years that I have been there. Most of them from old age or health issues from years of extreme substance abuse. A couple have been by their own hand and we couldn’t save them in time. I have heard footsteps coming down the administration hallway behind me along with whistling and when I turned around nothing was there and it all stopped. I have also heard stuff moving around in our break room only to check and nobody was in there. The craziest thing though was that a few of my deputies were standing in the hallway outside my office talking and I happened to be staring right at a cleaning cart that had a dustpan with a handle on it. The kind you don’t have to bend down to the ground to use. It was secured in a spot on the cart where it sits on a little platform and the handle clips in to the side of the cart so it won’t fall off. While I was starting at it I saw the dustpan lift up off the platform and fly violently sideways and to the ground. It DID NOT fall off the cart it floated up and went flying sideways and down faster than gravity could’ve made it go! Another officer saw it and freaked out too! We rolled the cameras back to watch it happen again after trying to replace the dustpan and recreate the “fall” just to see if it was possible to just fall off and we couldn’t make it fall off the clip and platform for anything without lifting it up first. Anyway, the camera had been recording the whole time with no glitches or anything, just smooth clear high def video until the exact moment it “fell”! The camera shows it secured on the cart one second and the very next frame was it laying on the ground! Nothing in between. We freaked out! I don’t like being in my office alone at night anymore since I’m in the admin building by myself while the deputies are in the other side of the jail. We think we know exactly who is responsible for the creepy haunting stuff too and it makes it even worse. We think it is a mentally disturbed lady that seemed possessed while she was alive that ended up taking herself out one day while we were feeding dinner to everyone else. She was very disturbed and we feel like if anyone would haunt the jail it may be her.
Being stationed on Oki I can honestly say that there is a lot of creepy and unexplained events going on out there! I feel like every base has its own ghost story and every bar can tell the tale. Hopefully someone besides myself has a better story about the camp Lester naval hospital or the ghost that walks around Kadena. Great channel! I love hearing all the stories and seeing one from my favorite duty station!
I spent a few years at Kadena when I was a kid-young teen. I loved exploring all the old tombs and caves.(Indiana Jones was my childhood hero) The worst thing that happened to me was a Habu viper bite in one of the tombs. Never saw anything, but you could feel the spooky anguish in some places. Shuri Castle is amazing. The pock marks from bullet and fragment on the walls added to the atmosphere. Just knowing that young men of my grandfather's ' greatest generation ' died on every single square foot. I got the same feeling when I visited Culloden, where many of my ancestors died.
@@ricksharp4224Thanks. I was pretty lucky. I got a low yield almost dry bite. I was pretty sick in the hospital for a few days but didn't even require antivenom since it can cause it's own host of risks. It's only used in cases of severe envenomation. Oddly, it led me to become interested in snakes.
LOVE HIM!! Question:👋🏼 I love to listen while driving. If you catch the podcasts, is anyone else getting, “ This podcast is not available…. Blah, blah… try back later? Curious. Made me wonder if there is a secret handshake of key phrase! 😮
I subscribed to this channel right when it began and have never been disappointed with the content or quality of its videos. I fact, together with "Bedtime Stories" and the "Why Files", "Wartime Stories" is one of my top favourite TH-cam channels and Podcasts on Amazon Music. Keep up with the good work, my friend, and all the best from an expat Englishman living in Germany.
Sleep paralysis is one of the most terrifying things I've ever experienced. Not just because you are awake and paralyzed, but because during this, I witnessed a skinny hairless, naked, humanoid figure charge across the bedroom and leap onto my bed over me. I was completely powerless to move while this thing was crawling towards me.
Maybe you should keep a combat knife or a compact pistol (unloaded and locked in a box of course) under your pillows, many Asian cultures believe that the presence of weapons and the hostile intention associated with them can repel evil spirits.
Keep a weapon under your pillows, the presence of weapons and the hostile intention asssociated with them can repel evil spirits or at least that is what some old people told me.
I'm kinda jealous that you can get to hallucinatw during sleep paralysis... I got multiple episode but see nothing.. thus bored and well... The only thing made me panic is my breathing getting weaker other than that nope.... I'm a thrill seeker too and that was kinda lame
I’m not a Marine, but I was in the Air Force stationed at Kadena from 2004-2006. I’ve had my weird experiences there as well. I always enjoy watching your episodes regarding ghosts on Okinawa!
To answer the soldier's question. In Japanese, "Do you speak English" is "Eigo wa dekimasu ka?" The Ka at the end is a questionmark in and of itself. Japanese mythology is full of ghosts who were changed by their worldly deeds. They're called "Yurei". These are ghosts that became monsterous as a result of misdeeds in life, issues with how they were buried or a traumatic death. There are also "yokai" which are nature demons, but not in the Western way we think about them. Yokai represent things or processes in nature. I've experienced sleep paralysis that wasn't paranormal. It is terrifying. And when I told a former neighbor about it and she didn't realize what it was and I described it she became hysterical. She'd had far more traumatizing sleep paralysis her entire life. They were sleep paralysis dreams of being sexually violated, which is the worst kind. It turns out that she had never known what it was called, and giving her a name to call it and a condition to ask her doctor about curing had been life changing and freeing.
I was stationed at fort Riley in Kansas years back, if you’ve ever been to Riley you know there’s several different entrances and exits, because my licenses were suspended at the time I decided to come through the back gate, ……… it’s creepy af and very dark back in the back….. but one night I decided to ask the personnel at the gate have they ever seen anything creepy or spooky and one guy says “ this one time I saw what looks like a clown walking up to us than simply vanished “
I watch these type of videos a lot with the hope that someone will eventually have a similar story from an experience I had at Camp Schwab. Glad to hear that others have seen stuff and I wasn’t losing my mind. I was stationed there from 2010-2012 and I worked at the motor pool right next to the ramp. I didn’t see a little girl,but one night I was down there by myself before having to do a night drive and I was being stalked by a glowing orb. It went on for about 10 minutes. Eventually the thing got within an arms reach of me and I freaked out and closed my eyes expecting the worst. Opened my eyes after what seemed like an eternity and it was just gone. Still get chills just thinking about it now. Hands down the most afraid I’ve ever been in my life..lol
Okinawa is a very old place that has seen many many deaths and a lot war and violence throughout that time. And the terrible lies told to civilians during WW2 left a lot of mental scaring and energy floating around the island to scare the heck out of folks. Oh and with so many deaths the ground must be saturated with bad energy.
That story about the guy waking up only able to move his head and seeing a shadow figure is very similar to my sleep paralysis experiences, right up until the point where he's able to get out of bed and walk past it while it's still there. I had sleep paralysis *a lot* as a kid. I would wake up unable to move and figures would move around my room and they were fast. Like zipping around. They would always disappear once I was able to move. The episodes lessened as I grew up and were pretty much gone when I reached my teens. Interestingly enough I had a one-off recurrence this summer. I'm now in my late 30's. I was sleeping alone in my bedroom, woke up unable to move anything but my eyes and immediately felt something else being there. To the right of my bed was a shadow figure, standing there for a few seconds until it zipped to the left toward a corner. They way it moved it would have had to phase through the lower-right corner of my bed. It stopped in the corner, stood still, disappeared and simultaneously I could move again. I felt some mild fear while this was happening, but as soon as the episode was over I just felt a little weird and almost nostalgic because it had been exactly like what I used to experience as a kid. I kinda just went "...Huh!" and fell back asleep surprisingly quickly. I personally don't believe this is anything paranormal, rather figments of my own imagination during sleep paralysis. However, if you're able to get up and walk past the damn thing, I don't know what that would be.
My Sgt heard a ghost transmission over there, when he was a LCpl, call broken arrow while he was on a training op. Scared the ever loving shit outta him
Squad bays at night are scary especially while on watch duty.I hated coming back to the laundry room to find my clothing and uniforms on top of the washing machine or on the floor. Semper FI.
I just discovered your channel and am a huge fan! I’ve been listening and thinking you sound familiar, similar to an actor. I’ve been wracking my brain and finally figured it out: Jon Hamm.
USAF Msgt spent 5 years on Misawa AB in northern Japan. We lived on the 9th floor of a brand new tower apartment complex. The Navy Chief who lived right below us was always coming upstairs asking us to quit stomping around on the floor, his ceiling. Thing was, it was usually the middle of the night when we were asleep. We never heard it, but he shared a recording of it, abs it was loud enough to wake them up. Creepy.
I was stationed at Camp Hansen in 1993-1994. I'd never heard these stories until now. I had some buddies stationed at Schwab. I'll have to hit them up and see if they had any experiences, or have heard of any. You're right, empty barracks are spooky AF.
This episode was great…my favorite kind of “stories” topic. My wife…a scientist-type and skeptic, actually took an interest in this episode. As a retired history teacher, I saw a “teaching opportunity” to try and explain to her as to why Okinawa might be such a hotspot for hauntings. She’s an Army officer and mentioned she’s had recent experiences with a senior enlisted seeing things at their “site”.
22:20 my speaker that I was listening to this video on glitched as you said "got to me". Really freaked me out. I immediately hit the back arrow on my keyboard to go back 10 seconds, and it was fine. I already believe in the paranormal, have it happen to me regularly, but not like "ghosty" stuff. The paranormal I experience is more on the "psychic" end of things. But I do believe in ghosts and spirits, and do believe there is one in my house though I've never actually seen it. So that happening spooked me. Considering it was talking about "an evil energy" and my speaker glitched right there, I don't think it was a coincidence.
I was stationed there with 4th Mar Reg, 2019-2022 and my platoon was in charge of the ramp. Every morning and evening, one of us had to lock and open up the ramp. I cant speak for the other Marines, but I swear there was an overwhelming feeling of dread and “something’s gonna get you” whenever i’d open/lock up.
This brought back memories of being in Camp Schwab, reaffirmed my urge to go back. Most roaming duty was enjoyable, but for me, I spedran through the comms building each time. At times, lights would constantly flicker on and off, and you would hear sounds in some parts, and then dead silence in other parts. The ramp and Motor T buildings as well, just never felt right to be there unless it was daylight and you weren't alone.
I think you could maybe do a video on Fort Chaffee. There are quite a few haunted abandoned barracks. It was a Vietnamese POW camp during the Vietnam war
These stories remind me of my grandpa, ex military and a probation officer. The the old jail he used to work at is very well known for being haunted. His motto was “if you saw it, no you didn’t.”
Luke, they are the presence of atrocities past! Listen, it's not easy to do, but if one (emphasis on IF) has an open mind and even an open heart, one is able to feel empathy for the victims such as the girl, mother/father and others who may only want to hear "I wasn't there, but my heart wishes to tell you I'm sorry for what you have lived through. May your spirit/soul begin to be at peace and journey the Realm of Peace and Light."
I've had several sleep paralysis events my whole life....the latest an old woman with rotting flesh and sockets for eyes crawled up my bed towards my chest and face before i woke up and she was gone....being a huge horror fan, my first thought was 'that was so cool, like i was in a horror film!' lol
I remember being in the defense out in a training area in Camp Fuji that was near the outskirts of the forest late at night, and using thermals we could see heat signatures of people in the forest peeking out from behind trees staring at us. This was at like 3 am too and there was absolutely no one around except us.
"Oh I hope this doesn't mean paperwork" the most military thing to say when confronted with a paranormal occurance 😂
Yeah, that makes me wonder how often the average soldier says that everyday.
@marybdrake1472 My dad served in Vietnam. It was often, especially with the sargents and higher-ups
@@BreBeez Honestly, I'm not surprised.
My father was career Army in the Quartermaster Corps & anytime anything unusual or unplanned happened, all he could think about was all the paperwork that would be involved. He's retired now but, in his office, he has a framed requisition form specifically for requisitioning other requisition forms as a reminder of his career.
@@ashleybrooke2087 Wow.
I've heard of stuff like that, but always thought it was a joke.
Clearly, that was in error.
Had a guy stay at a hotel I own. He had an old 40's or 50's era U.S. military field radio, like the kind you'd see set up on the hood of a willy jeep in an old WWII movie. He set it up because he was hyped to show someone his new purchase. After he set it up and showed it to me, he decided to run down the street to get some drinks and snacks before showing me how it worked. While I was hanging around in the lobby waiting for him to return while keeping an eye on the radio so no one would try to steal it, the radio light up and noise started coming from the old head set. Sounded like screams of agonizing pain and horror with intermittent gun fire and requests for help. This went on for about 5 minutes, the owner arrived and heard the last 20 seconds before the radio just went dead. Creepiest thing I've heaver heard in my life.
i had nearly an exact experience whilst on guard duty in germany, ! me and 1 other lad were on guard one freezing cold windy night in the absolute pitch black , when all of a sudden our radio lit up and a very distressed sounding german voice came from the radio with what sounded like gunfire in the background , it made no sense at all the transmission had to come from somewhere near us and there sure as hell was no gunfire, i still cant get my head round it
That is terrifically creepy.
@@Princess_Celestia_ Giving me chills.
I've actually wondered for a long time if this kind of stuff and phone calls from numbers that were disconnected or even physically cut, if this wasn't where EVPs before they became all the hype, got their start.
I've also worried that the explosive popularity of EVP "machines" over the past, what, 20 years or something, might sully some of the older/more simple stories.
The most important thing to know is that, there are people who get it, who have seen similar things, who believe you.
And a final thought, as distressing as some of those transmissions etc can be, I'd like to think that any one of us who has experienced that slip in time or whatever it may be, that we have each had the opportunity to bear witness to those who experienced the sounds that came through.
Yes, they are nameless, but we don't need to know a name or names to honor them with a thank you, even if we just think it.
Hope this finds each of you well.
I'd have shit a brick with that@@grahamrobson5954
I suspect the little girl running through the fence isn't the run-over one. She's behaving in the 'follow me to' pattern that leads you to a location of death or a body.
Interesting theory for sure. Worth at least looking into
That's what I was thinking.
Either that or she just enjoys spooking the grown-ass men with the fact that she can now walk through the vehicles that so unfortunately ended her life. Like "Hey guys, look what I can do now."
If i was a ghost kid with a grudge, that's definitely what I would do.
Now I’m wandering what would happen if someone followed her out there, maybe left a few flowers as a proper send off.
Yeah I’d definetly be that guy who dies first in the horror movie
Who will volunteer to follow her? Not me.
My Cpl was standing guard after a drunk Marine ran through a gate in our perimeter fence. I came to replace him. He was totally freaked out. I asked him what was up. He said a Samurai in full armor came running at him. The Samurai jumped up in the air as it was swinging a sword right at his head. Then it disappeared.
He was so ready to leave he pushed the shotgun into my chest and jumped into the duty van and was gone.
That’s crazy
That is terrifying! To me, Marines are the baddest of all the bad asses anywhere, & if something freaked out a Marine, then count me out!! 😉
And before anyone comes at me for my opinion on Marines being total bad asses … well, that’s my opinion & that’s my experience. I’m not discounting ANY branch of the military! I’m not saying everyone else is a bunch of pussies! I’m simply saying, to me, in my opinion, in my experience, Marines are the baddest of all the bad asses! I commented something similar n another video & I had so many people trying to convince me how wrong I am. 🙄
@@lucygrace1193Gomer Pyle was a marine until hr married his boyfriend and moved to Hawaii.
My great uncle was KIA clearing caves near the village of Iwa while fighting with the 383rd RGT of the 96ID on the 22 of June 1945. He was just 20 years old. His name is on the peace memorial along with all the others.
RESPECT 🇺🇲
My great uncle was blown away by artillery the first night of the battle of Saipain. There is a street dedicated in his honor.
Being a soldier is so hard... the training just to get ready to go to war takes something out of you and I went to Iraq, those dudes had it way worse !!! True Soldiers and American Heroes 👍🙏
My maternal grandfather in law was on the western front during ww2 and loves to talk about it and talks about it like he just went on one big wild vacation. Showed us ALLL the pictures he took of dead Germans after the battles, whom he still hates to this very day, and they are *extremely* graphic pictures of dead German soldiers. My husband said he's been showing him those pictures since he was a child. Lol. Then, after the war ended, he voluntarily stayed on as MP in Germany (He really *did* like war) and even started an affair with a married German woman, and when her husband found out, he killed her. So, my grandfather in law hunted her husband down and killed him, too - wasn't hard. Its not like the MP are gonna have a hard time finding you while they're occupying your city. But when he tells the stories - all of them - it's with nothing but thrill and joy in his voice. He's never sad or acts like it was anything less than just one big wild adventure. My husband's paternal father-in-law was fighting the Japanese, and he NEVER spoke about it. My own grandfather was a hair too young for WW2 being born in the mid 30s. My cousin was in the first battle of Fallujah and stayed on all the way through the Battle of Baghdad though - which was about 2 years long - just that one battle. He came straight home to my dad's house, and I was there, and I asked him, "Did you win a Purple Heart?" (I was a kid that knew nothing about the military or what medals meant. I just knew the Purple Heart was one of them that I could name), and I remember he looked up at me with his pitch black eyes filled with PTSD and said, "No...only fk ups win the Purple Heart. Do you think I fkd up out there?!" 😳 I slept with my door locked until he left. 😆
I also asked him what he did out there in Iraq and I forgot their official name, but they load the bombs into the thing to fire them, and I asked, "Why were you bombing them?" Super annoyed, he snapped at me, "Because they told me to, now get!!!" 😂
The most realistic aspect of this story are the marine usernames, I would follow “automatic sprinkles” and “fat kid loves pc gam” into battle
😅
10/10 warriors
PC gam is fire tho
😆😆 My youngest was/is a Marine. He tried not to expose his 'delicate' mother to anything that might make her laugh too much or 'frighten' her. (Mother of an Iraq Marine, daughter of a Korean Marine, that's me. Yeah... real delicate. lol)
I would, too, but I'd giggle occasionally for 'no apparent reason'.
I have never been to Okanawa. I am a firefighter. One winter evening we were doing a training exercise in an old funeral home. We had to clear the building in full turnouts with SCBA. They blindfolded us. When we finished clearing the upstairs area we came down the stairs and someone was on the landing because I could feel their body heat and hear them breathing. Then we reached the bottom of the stairs and had to figure out which way was out based on the way the hose was threaded. I felt something as cold as ice right by my arm. So I reached out to figure out what it was. It felt like a leg. Then Dwayne rolled out of the cabinet somewhere ahead of us. I figured out which way was out and hit the door. When we got out Dwayne told the guys to not mess with him. Steve asked what he was talking about. He said he heard someone walking around next to the cabinet he was hiding in. They had been doing it the whole time. Steve told him that there were only four people inside besides him. All of us had been upstairs. I told him that I felt something ice cold that felt like a leg next to my arm. We took flashlights and made sure there wasn't anyone but the people that were supposed to be there. I have no idea what it was but it was weird.
And yes I can spell. I have no idea why autocorrect spelled Okinawa that way. I hate computers.
@@swatson1190when you are blindfolded you lose your sight and your other senses are heightened.
First problem is going into a funeral home blindfolded.
You felt someone’s body heat while in full firefighting gear?
@@labaplopdubloply6257lmao right? Firefighter here as well, all you can feel is how hot and sweaty your are inside your gear, dexterity in gloves is crap at best, everything feels dulled, incapacitated people feel like sacks of concrete.
I had friends at Kadena who told me about a woman that regularly approached a specific gate, then vansihed. So much so that the other airmen would say”Oh yeah, I saw that.” I love how casual they were about a Japanese ghost regularly appearing.
I've heard the same stories from friends at Kadena too
I cycled through there, saw her. Shrug, what could I do? Saw A FEW others while working in country
Cia ftw
Hentai ghost
"Dude, what's that?"
"Yeah, just a ghost"
I arrived in Okinawa as a young PFC after MOS school in 2002. I was immediately put on gate guard mostly around Camp Foster and Camp Lester also G1. I loved the duty because it was the graveyard shift and really got to meet a lot of the JSGs.(Japanese Security Guards) I always asked if they experienced any hauntings. They said that they would see children peeking in the windows of the guard shack in an
older base housing area called Satta or Sadda housing. Some quit, others would not dare go back.
My dad was a Combat Meteorologist (I believe he was at the time, but definitely Air Force Special Operations) stationed in Okinawa with my Step Mom and half siblings for 3 years. I got to visit two full summers. I vividly remember seeing a small Japanese girl walking the dark alley of our home at like 1130 PM -1230 AM (can’t quite remember). I was in 2nd grade, so it could just be that I was imagining things. In Okinawa (2005 at the time) the crime rate was super low, so my theory is it could have just been a little girl going home. We were somewhat close to a base, but I’ll have to ask for more specifics from him and return. The thing that struck me though, was the robotic nature of how the little girl was walking to her destination. Straight faced, eyes locked and literally no expression towards me as she walked past. She was dressed in the Japanese school uniform you probably imagine, but it seemed older.. idk. Again imagination is a wild thing, but she had this aura about her that still gives me uncomfy chills to think about. It could have just been the scene, but something about that was so weird. The whole island truly does feel that way. I still think about it as a 27 year old.
As a child you were far more receptive to what you've since spent your entire life around entities(humans) telling you one way or another that other entities do not exist. Isn't that quite a paradox. There is no such thing as just imagining things, remember that
I’ve had a similar experience some 20 years back. Me and some buddies went camping (not hardcore camping more like just wanting to go out in nature for a few days) in the mountains when we felt like we were being stalked and were all uneasy. So we headed to “basecamp” which was an old decrepit building still with electricity. We all huddled there, cooked up some food then decided to unwind for the night. I had a small guitar amplifier with me that I plugged into the mains and decided to start playing to soothe all of our nerves. When I did my first strum, a horrifying sound came from the speaker. Like wails of agony and cried for help from a lot of people. Needless to say we were scared shitless and all huddled into the center of the hallway, not having any sleep that night. When we asked the locals what that building was, we were told that used to be a mental asylum with questionable practicies. And the area we were camping in near it? We were told that used to be a spot where bodies were dumped years ago, mostly victims of crime. The government got fed up with it that the area was later turned into a fenced-up camping area with a guarded perimeter to discourage dumping from taking place. We were all spooked upon hearing that. No wonder we never really felt alone while we were there.
“ May all your bacon burn “🤣🤣🤣 never heard that one before 😂
Most polite way to tell someone to pound sand.
I know it as a quote by Calcifer from Howl's Moving Castle😂
It is the highest level of insult! Any person can get over being called something, but a lifetime of burned bacon? 🥓 +🔥=🪦. lol
16:34 🔥🥓🔥🥓🔥
I would have said "may your socks forever be slightly wet".
The idea of children or anyone, perpetually existing in a state of terror so deep they'd rather choose death, is horrific. Like many people I can never forget the image of the Japanese woman leaping from a jagged cliff with her baby because she had been so indoctrinated with fear of the US soldiers invading her island.
Well she’s a lucky one with horror of what the Japanese did to other countries and island. She didn’t have to face the shame of losing.
You have the best story telling voice and demeanor. I love the audio quality and the EQ of the voiceover, and I have grown fond of your sound effects that are frequently used on this channel. It gives a sense of familiarity and consistency. Great work on this channel everyone!
His sound design and effects are the best imo. Too many TH-camrs over do the scary/creepy sound effects. This channel does it perfectly.
It’s fantastic. Just a shame he can’t make these quicker.
The Earth is not flat, oh sorry wrong video
Now that you mention it you’re absolutely right.
It helps that his voice and its cadence are like Rod Serling of Twilight Zone and Night Gallery.
I'm Japanese-American and grew up in Japan and here in the US. I've been to Aokigahara as an adult. It's a deeply creepy place. I was told to never go off the trails and paths of the area unless you're prepared to see things you will want to forget. My whole time in the forest, the hairs on the back of my neck were raised up like nails. I never saw anything, but just thinking about that place makes me uncomfortable.
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Have a friend in the army who was on gate guard duty early morning. He and another soldier noticed a little outline of child standing just outside the beams of the flood light of the guard post. They yelled out to the child to leave and go home but the child doesn't move. So his buddy grabs a spot light and shines/beams it to the child and that child was gone. The thing is that my friend never took eyes off the child.
By the way he is a fan of your channel after I showed him my story on one of your UFO videos.
I miss Oki. Beautiful place. We had an apartment off base right outside Kadena AFB school gate. The unit we lived in was 100% HAUNTED. My wife HATED being left alone there. I remember hearing what sounded like furniture being moved in the unit above us even though the Air Force couple who lived in that unit PCS’d months ago. My wife told me she saw a pair of glaring red eyes in some thick brush outside the apartment building. The scariest thing that happened to me was one time I had sleep paralysis and something firmly grabbed on to my left ankle and It FREAKED ME OUT. We’re back stateside now and even though I miss the hell out of Okinawa and Japan..We’re glad we don’t live there anymore because of all the paranormal stuff.
I was on Courtney '93-95 and there is definitely something supernatural going on in many places on the island.
There was a hotel being built there that was not able to be finished due to the amount of unusual accidents taking place that killed or injured several people. My apologies for not remembering the full backstory on the hotel. One night a Marine who had spent a few years on Okinawa was talking about how spooky the place was with the unfinished hotel, and another Marine called BS on the story and asked him to take him there. They decided to go, and I went along with them. The driver wanted nothing to do with it and let us out a block away from the abandoned hotel site. I was walking with the skeptical one and as we got close to the site we felt the temperature drop and were both feeling really creeped out. That ominous feeling kept getting stronger the closer we got to the point where we both decided to turn around and get out of there. Nothing really happened, but for days neither of us could shake that creepy feeling, like we shouldn't have been there and disturbed something.
I also went to Toguchi Beach where they have a war memorial. You can feel the presence of something there, but it's peaceful unlike the abandoned hotel.
Can confirm the latter. I did not want to go back because of it. Haven't felt that calm since then.
Was there around 91-92. I remember hearing about the same hotel. They were talking about finishing it as college dorms.
I was stationed on Scwab twice in 2009 and 2011. We were attached to the 31st MEU both times. We would have to have duty at night on the ramp when we had all of our gear on our AAVs in preparation for embarking on the ship in the following days. I had numerous guys in my platoon complain of a little girl making noises and teasing the Marine who was on duty in the middle of the night. Needless to say it was an extremely uneasy feeling sensing that someone was watching you.
Nice you might have been with my unit 1/4 No war bro no joke I was on the 31st MEU as my last deployment it was to Ol Oki can’t remember what base I was at but my barracks was walking distance to the Plams haha so good times and peace to everyone all around
2019 UDP at camp Schwab, we saw a girl by 100 yard range. It was just after sundown and we were getting Nods prepared for a night shoot when we saw her walking behind the targets that we just set up.
The shadow figure reminds me of when I was a kid staying in a hotel in Pigeon Forge. I woke up in the middle of the night to see a dark figure standing at the foot of the bed. I thought it was my dad at first, as he was staying in the room next to me, separated by a dividing wall that blocked my view of his bed. I waved weakly with one hand and the figure waved back in the same way. I could see the vague shape of its head at first, but after a while I started to feel uneasy, and then a hood went up over its head, just on its own, hands still hanging at the figures sides. I was pretty freaked out at that point, realizing that it was definitely not my dad, but stayed completely still. The headboard of my bed was against the wall, but the figure suddenly started moving, seemingly floating, in a circuit around the bed. All the way around it. It started getting shorter and taller in a rhythm as it went. It seemed like forever, until finally, when it was on the far side of the bed, I jumped out and ran into the other room and got into bed with my dad. I kept my eyes shut tightly until the sun was coming up and slid back into my own bed, never waking up my father. That’s the only serious encounter I’ve had with what could possibly be called a ghost.
About 20 years ago I was in a dark place, unable to shake a depression I NEVER experienced. Forced into lame ass apt, temp confusing job after losing a cool cabin in the woods plus watching my old gf dating a new guy (har; that ended and remain best friends to day but I digress). Added to the depression. VERY unsettled life, too so should have been nothing.
I doubt I ever would but was closet to ever seeing life as pointless/not worth it. Biggest problem was WHY I couldn't shake it; usually very strong. Friend's wife a winter caretaker at an accessible Glacier Park lodge (Lake McD). Go with friend for weekend; a little change, eh?
I'm just a bummer. Spend night in Cabin 9, a small tourist cabin; empty; pull down a mattress type thing. I'm awoken sometime in dark night by a glow; am facing wall. Turn over and see FOUR dark figures standing there ... a faint golden glow around edges; not human but as if they had a sheet over them; no features, just tall shapes.
I very clearly recall (or think I do) the START of the WTF? Panic then just as clearly feeling the greatest peace go in me; like I imagine an IV overdose would feel like. No words but CLEAR feel of loving scold: "After all so far, you let THIS beat you? Ats-a-matter? Get a grip, this is beneath you. Jeeze!" Next thing I am waking in morning, instantly recall the figures and run out like a cartoon. Breathless report to friends and suddenly realize the depression is GONE. No imagination; like cutting out an infection. Gave me the strength to improve things fast.
After decades of thinking of it, I SWEAR one was my grandmother; later seemed an exact match to her tone. As well as her grim, normally meanish husband, standing silent besides her. The other two? No idea. Ok, enough. Carry on and Godspeed. There truly ARE other things in this world than those of evil.
@@CoalCreekCroftas a person with depression I love this story. I wish I could be cured.
I am doing ok and I praise God for that
@@daniakalaina I could probably use a visit from the four figures, too…
@@daniakalaina It really IS a matter of mind/mindset. THAT period was unshakable and witness to how it can cripple you. Happily for me, other things were so unsettled (if makes sense); terrible things but balanced with good and mostly ABSURD. My doc was worried once as I was dealing with 2-3 Top 10 reasons to erase yourself but Just Another Tuesday.
NOW I thought I justified it all by renting this amazing small farm I would NEVER have a chance to; 2.5 years in and the owner would rather have it empty. Went on early SS, sold everything/committed and now? NO WAY can I afford the cheapest apts; plus may as well be on Guam, so remote so even LOOKING is a huge road trip I can't afford.
So winter looming. No options. May be homeless sleeping in my car w/three cats or in a field. Spent my 65th last week in JAIL because I shooed off a serial trespasser, the county thought I had left and got arrested for felony intimidation. For shooing off a trespasser. I have NOT been evicted, just a notice, not even served so completely wrong but sometimes seems that doesn't matter.
Frankly SHOULD be cleared tomorrow but sure don't need THAT. 65 was the lifelong milestone: still alive? wife and kids? career? I have NONE of that; farm was the justification but came back, realized I got out of jail (plus x2 ER visits in past) and NO ONE is there concerned and I walk into the night alone. Turned out (x for auto emojis) not one BD card, call or notice from any family or friends.
Dammit, sorry. First coffee; normal freak out wondering WTF to do today and triggered (maybe saying for self). Also an author / fast typer.
Things have (objectionally) well, "never been so grim" is hard to measure! As a writer, cartoonist and humorist, I tend to see the literal RIDICULOUSNESS of so much vs despair. Solo is a bummer in some ways but if so, you can MOVE (maneuver) easier.
I fell in love with Powder River County and chose THIS as my final home. An option, if found, could be a piece of my own ground. VERY affordable but due to being past the utilities, etc.
BUT (as single male on SS) if I find the ground, I can live fine. This HORROR (like losing my home before this one) has the chance to start my OWN farm, my own legacy. UNCOUNTED times had Doom actually be the opportunity for better.
Some, most, are locked in their circumstances. Their apts or city homes. For me, just going outside is a destination vacation. Yellowstone is boring when I can see the real wranglers, longhorns and Angus. Even the biggest stretch check of something is like a road trip in paradise. Possibilities are from a roof to insane old-school frontier. I can still move and walk.
So, like so many other times in the past when merely driving into a tree seems the best option (I would just grab a pack and walk into the sunset), when things settle I find myself in BETTER, sometimes insane places. I HAD MY OWN FARM FOR ALMOST 3 YEARS! My head could explode NOW and would be better for it.
I have faith in God. And unsettled or not, have seen ... wonders ... never seen if on the normal path. A little girl spontaneously come to life after drowning (was EMT). In RV in Glacier Park for 3 years but each day a marvel. Played a key role in, I swear, a paranormal epic in a haunted cabin that resulted in discovery of treasured family documents to get back to family. "Haunted Marysville, Montana". Recently escaped a head-on w/a truck on a dark WY highway; insane I could have been fast enough or didn't roll, etc. Had dash cam so BEST YT FOOTAGE EVER ... only to have some non-verbal "voice" (not God; felt like a middle management entitiy) warn me to "take the save" and NOT look at the footage. So I didn't and let it record over. Mere touch on that incident.
Jeeze, THIS manifesto is depressing on glut alone! If someone indicates depression, I don't want to give blithe comments. Whatever your situation is, power to you and good luck. Embrace all you can OUTSIDE the mundane as dammit, it's out there. All kinds of forces; I could go on for PAGES on WHAT WAS THAT? events. I dare not try a bio. My life has been a freight train of Constant Sorrows (resources, logistics etc, not grief or anything), unable to have what most take for granted yet also had more than could be imagined. I would not change it for a solid address, job or city life.
Finally, the best cheer medicine: I'm going to shut up now. Safe travels and Godspeed.
I posted last year or so about this same ghost on Schwab, while in UDP just prior to 911 I shared a barracks room with a younger corporal that was assigned to base guard duty. He told me firsthand about the girl on the ramp and that it was common knowledge among the sentries and guard mount. We were both amtrackers by MOS and worked on the ramp daily.
I was stationed there for three years, one of my friends took a picture outside at night in the rain and there she was. Standing by the streetlight, white dress and all
3:36am Sydney Australia - my insomnia has paid off!
Another Sydneysider 😂
Hello fellow Sydney people ❤
Hey, me too!
1:35 pm in America, perfect video to watch at work 😂
@@kcck7588 oraleeeeèe
I had a ghost experience when I returned to my family home after returning from Vietnam. Grew up with 7 brothers and sisters and we lived in the house most of my life. I was tired and decided to take a nap in one of the bedrooms. I jumped into bed and shut my eyes. After about 10 minutes I realized I couldn’t fall asleep as the room was really bright. I decided I would go visit an old friend. Sitting on the bed I looked into the open closet. An old man in the turn of the century clothing was staring at me. He had a beard but had no legs below his knees. I stood up and walked towards the closet to make sure I was seeing what I thought I was. He proceeded to float out of the closet and we were face to face. It was 2 in the afternoon. He was staring at me with an angry look..not knowing what to do I slapped him across his face. He started to dissolve and I left the room. Told my family members who all said I was seeing things. Never went in that bedroom again. It never returned. Our house was over 100 years old? I’m 70 now and have had 3 more paranormal encounters since.
Bro slapped the ghost 😂
It was the ghost of Chris Rock.
@@SleepySG ghost wakes up in hell like “wow that was a crazy dream!”
@@TQFMTradingStrategies lmaoo what the fuck 🤣
I actually did the same thing during a lucid dream once; for some reason, I decided that was the most effective way to figure out if I was dreaming 😂
Camp Foster 84-87, in the III MAF band, back in the 12th Marines area. Many on fire watch would tell of things, doors opening on their own, glowing objects passing through doors, general creepy stuff. I didnt have fire watch because of my assignment as one of the company drivers. I did see one Marine LCpl had pissed his pants while on fire watch, but he wouldn't talk about what happened.
I love the "Smoke-pit" stories
How does it feel to give youtuber your hard earned money to get his attention. And he didn't even reply to your comment
@@anaskhan4imagine being offended by a comment that has nothing to do with you
@@badjuju2721 imagine being butthurt by a stranger comment
@@anaskhan4 You should say that to yourself
@anaskhan4 his support is what allows the videos you're commenting on 💀
Okinawa is basically Japan's hawaii, but with a dark history as it was one of the bloodiest sites from WW2 with huge civilian casualties.
It's kinda similar to Iwo-Jima, where present day Japanese soldiers garrisoned there are haunted on a daily basis.
People living in the barracks at Iwo-Jima usually place a cup of water in front of their doors, as the island was scarce of water and many soldiers died while being thirsty. The usual story is, that the cup would be empty the next morning.
Also, as a guy who used to work at Japan's Self-Defense Force, I'm glad to hear the whole "your laundry being dumped while still soaked" is a common issue worldwide.
My great uncle was stationed with the occupation forces on Okinawa in 1945. He had some second hand stories of Japanese soldiers emerging from caves on the island. Scary to imagine there might be ghosts still scared to come out of hiding too.
Hearing the name “Logan Paul” in a wartime stories video was not on my 2024 bingo card
I was stationed at Foster, back in '86 through '88. We used the rifle range at Swab. On the other side of the road. Our unit used the old squad bay barracks for the range. One night, the fire watch, duty nco were yelling about a female in the head(bathroom for you landlubbers), but they couldn't find her.
I was there summer of 86 with 1/8 alpha had a week long work detail. Didn't have to go to the range I was always real big on shooting expert. A lot of the guys were pissed because their scores went down said that range was like in a wind tunnel or something.
I was I 3/12. Yes, the morning relay was the best, used to get really windy in the afternoon. I remember, sometimes was so humid, if the sun light was at a right angle, you could see the bullets!. Henoko was a cool village.
And people wonder why US Navy personnel are considered so superstitious. That is not meant as a accusation against anything you said. I too have experienced some weird paranormal type stuff over the years in the military and as a civilian. There is a lot we still don't know about this world we live in. I served from 1996 to 2000 active duty in the US Navy as an Aircraft Electrician's Mate, and then a short stint as a reservist out of the Navy base in Fort Worth, TX. Part of me wishes I had stayed in on active duty and made a career of it, but unfortunately after badly injuring my lower spine and right ankle while on active duty I didn't think I'd be able to keep up with the physical fitness standards due to the chronic pain from dislocating my vertebrae and tearing several ligaments in my right ankle while doing some military training in Sicily at NAS Sigonella. I really miss being in the US Navy and the comraderie we shared at each of my duty stations. I had a great group of sailors, Marines, and Air Force buddies I worked with at AIMD, Power Plants, and Test Cell.
Were the squad bays like quonset huts?
@@jmferr2011 No, they were two versions of them. Two floors an a single floor. Concrete buildings, remember passing typhoons in them. Ours was near the dining facility. I went back to Oki in ‘95, I was in a westpac, nothing but new buildings. When I hear Mr Lamatta narrating about Oki, calling the buildings old, I feel old!.
I live in the Kansai area of Japan, but usually go to Okinawa when I have time off work (beautiful place!).
I’ve experienced several paranormal things around the island, from seeing shadows walking around a staircase in the former Japanese Navy tunnels in Tomigusuku to hearing people talking in the caves in Yomitan village (the caves where over 100 people committed suicide during the war).
I spoke to some locals in Naha City and they just accept it. 1/3 of the population were killed during the war, so it has many haunted areas. Beautiful place though, I recommend going 😁
I suffered sleep paralysis at a barracks at Naval Air Station Miramar in the 70s. I get a presence shouting at me right next to me. Happened a couple of times.
Oh, that's just Sgt. Maj., he gets in a bad mood when he has a fight with his wife.
@@userequaltoNullHis wife? Getting railed by Jody as we speak. 😉
A moment of silence for the considerate ghost preventing the washers and dryers from getting musty by keeping those doors open to let any moisture out
Between 1980 and 1990 I did two tours totaling seven years at Kadena as a LE Specialist/MWD handler. Had many unexplainable experiences during that time. The majority of which seemed to occur in our munitions area. Loved Okinawa.
I was stationed at Schwab for a few months in 09, the short amount of time I spent there has me convinced some weird shit is running around on that base
Always a good day when Wartime Stories uploads a new video ✌️🤘
over here at camp Hansen ive heard stories of this ghost sighting by the unused gate 4 over near my motor pool, they say if you're out there 01-03 a marine in older ww2 or Vietnam era uniform will come up to you and ask if you have a cig, he will even talk to you but will eventually disappear.
I sleep talk. When I sleep in the same room as my older sister we will both sleep talk in other languages that we do not know. And will lie there with our eyes wide open in the dark. Scared the crap out of people who have roomed with us. We don't know we do it. But it does make sense why we always got in trouble as little kids for being up late talking when we were actually asleep.
I've greatly enjoyed all your stories. Shared your station with both my active duty Soldier & former Marine. They love your stories as much as I have. Thanks!
Thank you! I hope they make the long hours on overnight shifts a bit more bearable 😅
....huh.
At 28 minutes, that marine's description of the black smoke...thing...that's...
I had a lot of parasomnia episodes in college, usually just sleep talking. But there was an incident of sleep paralysis where there *was* something very similar at the left side of my bed. There was also a blinding light on the right side. I'd forgotten about that until now.
I've had very similar experiences, no talking though. Smokey/shadowy figure with an impending sense of doom. I recall the smell of compost on several occasions that would go away once I was able to fully wake up
You should tour with Mr Ballen next year! I went to his Chicago show beginning of this month and it was an incredible experience. I would 100% go again if both Wartime Stories and Bedtime stores toured with him!
Why do the popular TH-camrs have to hang out and collab? They're probably better on their own.
@@DundaMifflin remember, it's always polite to let everyone know why you edited
EDIT: I added this edit to show an example. 😉
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@@DundaMifflin because the more the merrier? Why the fuck wouldn’t you want even more funny
I would love to go and see Mr Ballen and wartime stories and bedtime stories if they came to England 🇬🇧. I REALLY envy you...🎉😊
Okinawa is seriously spooky. I loved Okinawa, and have been there many times from 1970(as an Air Force Brat) to 2007(Navy Chief). There are places that I will not go, for any reason.
this reminds me of a time whilst in the royal engineers on guard duty on an old camp in germany in 2007, im not sure of the history of the place but it was spooky as hell, if i remember rightly it was a place called hohne, or something like that , it was an active military base but it also had areas off limits with burial mounds , one cold windy night on guard duty me and an irish lad whilst peering out into the blackness of the night heard a really disturbing thing , distinctive , distressed sounding german voices came over our radio and what sounded like gunfire in the background , which was impossible because whoever it was had to be in our close vicinity, and there was no gunfire and the chances of our military radios suddenly tuning in to some german radio station was next to impossible , to say we were shook is an understatement , i still think about that quite a lot all these years later , it doesnt make any sense , also we regretted telling the other lads about it as we became a laughing stock
I've just seen multiple comments just like this in the comments on this video. so you're not the only one to experience weird radio german gunfire transmissions
You were almost certainly in Hohenfels, the 2nd largest training camp after Grafenwöhr. It is creepy. Especially at night. It can be foggy too.
@@EricDaMAJ yes that was the one, do you know anything about the burial mounds there? are were they just winding us up about them? i do remember seeing mounds though
@@grahamrobson5954 Unfortunately I do not. I only went there once. I grounded my M981 FISTV on a rock in the fog during our FTX, much to my NCOIC's annoyance. It still boggles my mind how I did that because _it was the only rock in the area I could've done that on._ But despite the Hohenfells creepiness, I still chalk that up to my idiocy.
That said, there are a lot of weird things in Germany. In Grafenwöhr the Germans moved a lot of locals out of the area to build the training area before WW I. So there are villages and monasteries dating to the Middle Ages slowly disintegrating there. We also bombed the crap out of it in WW II so there are lots of places people died in mass quantities. I suspect Hohenfels has similar issues. Germany is VERY haunted and I'm moderately surprised this channel hasn't covered it (yet).
My sister unit was split between Honhe and münster, HQ SQN was housed in a old German barracks, still had a bronze eagle and other paraphernalia from the old regime. My good friend from the unit said they had weird noises after dark in the HQ and in the surrounding outbuildings.
I Recall a story I heard from a guard friend of mine, where he and his group were scolded on the radio for not noticing a child looking at them through the gate of the building they were guarding. It was the CCTV folks that noticed it first, then when the gate guards opened the gate (It's a push outwards type of gate), CCTV guys shat bricks when they saw the kid pass through the gate, still crouching, still looking at the guard table.
I'll love to see some haunted radio stories Wartime. Your ambiance and sound editing is always awesome.
"May your bacon burn" 😂 And may all the chocolate chips in your cookies turn out to be raisins
Pure malice and evil, that one.
I’ve learned to physically prevent sleep paralysis by never sleeping on my stomach and never sleeping flat on my back looking at the ceiling. I tested this out when I was 12 cause I was getting annoyed by it. Since then sleeping with my legs at an angle and on my side has always worked for me at least.
I love your videos. Question; do you think that you could do a video on Ft. Benning, Ga? My Dad was stationed there a few times. My brother was born there. As a young child I had an experience that I still remember clearly. I was impatient at the hospital. I was trying to fall asleep but couldn’t because of the pain. I looked out of the window and saw a soldier sitting on a branch of the tree outside the window. He was just sitting there smiling at me. What frightened me so much was the blood on the side of his head. I climbed out of bed and ran out of the room crying. I’m 53 years old now and I can still recall the layout of the room and I can still describe the other children and what they were wearing. My Dad had some weird things happen but he doesn’t talk about them. I’m wondering if anyone else has any experiences they had at Benning. I hope you are well and having a great day.
Had a few when I was stationed there. From the on post house being haunted to the civil war soldier walking around DZ Fryar.
@supertrooper8286 Thank you for sharing your thoughts about Ft. Benning. I remember the post being huge and really beautiful, for an Army Base that is. I also remember my mother saying that our quarters were creepy and felt off. May I ask an off topic question? Do you recall a firing range on Benning named after a Seward McIntyre? I hope this finds you well and happy. Thank you for your service!🇺🇸
Spent some time at Schwab with 1/9 preparing for LSU Foxtrot. I was with 3rd FSSG at Camp Foster and met up with some buddies from electronics school. These were straight up dudes and they told me there was some creepy stuff up there and at the NTA but didn’t go into much detail other than weird voices and strange mist that would on occasion resemble human looking shapes.
I bunked in the old WWII vintage barracks at Fort Huachuca in 1997 and again in 1999. The windstorms there get rowdy and can howl all night long. The only lights in the place after lights out were the red exit signs making the whole place glow red. It was definitely creepy! I heard they’ve been torn down since then.
I grew up there. If it's the set of buildings between the main roads in and out, close to where the NCO's club is/was, I saw something strange out there.
Was delivering a pizza back in 96/97 to one of those buildings. It was raining and dark, and I was having problems finding the building as most of them dark. Saw a figure at the edge of my headlights dart around one of the buildings. Thinking it was the dude who ordered the pizza, I pulled up and shined my spotlight over there, only to see no one there.
I eventually found the guy a few buildings down, chilling inside and dry as a bone.
I believe that area was the old hospital complex back in the 40s. Needless to say, I did not like driving through that area at night. As I was usually dating a girl who lived on Hall Cir, I'd take the main road past the MOS barracks to the east gate, or hit the crossroad to hit the main drive by the main gate. Or go down the side street that ran past the NOC's club to the same crossroad, connecting me close to the main gate.
There was a lot of spooky stuff that happened in Cochise County.
My great-grandfather served with the Seabees at the Battle of Okinawa. He's told more stories about painting Quonset huts and eating with locals than anything shocking or paranormal, but I can only imagine the horrors that he and his fellow boys might have been witness to. The battle of Okinawa was horrific, and that kind of stuff doesn't just go away.
I was stationed on Okinawa for two years, loved it out there. Wouldn't mind going back but wouldn't live there. I was stationed on Camp Schwab for a couple months before being sent up north to Jungle Warfare Training Center or as we affectionately called it JW some may know it as the NTA, I spent most of time up there and even though I never saw anything I always had the feeling I was being watched while standing guard at the gate during the night
I think you were the unintended victim of a joke that some Marine was pulling, as in pulling a fire alarm during your recon. Everybody runs out, ha ha ha, then maybe the exercise would be called for the night.
Lastly, my grandfather use to do "recon" in the Vietcong tunnels in Vietnam... He was the smallest, but toughest man I ever knew. Being small and thin, he could fit down into those tunnels- armed with only a 45 and a disarmed training grenade. It became a badge of honor for him. He said that he could actually "feel" the presence of another person in the tunnel, even though it was pitch black. (He rarely used a flashlight- dead giveaway that an American was in your tunnel.) VC was usually around the corner, waiting for his head to poke out so they could blow it off. He would crawl close to the corner, throw the grenade and with it that distinct spring noise and wait to hear the person trying to back away.
The old style grenades had a "spoon" that made a distinctive spring like noise. Every VC knew what that sound meant. And Americans had a reputation for being crazy, only they would use a grenade in a tunnel. So after tossing what amounts to a training grenade and hearing the enemy back away, he would launch himself forward, fire the 45 three times and listen.
Your "SLLS" comment triggered the memory of this story from Grandpa.
Coming from Hawaiian natives, he grew up in a superstitious culture. Therefore he did not have the "natural resistance" to the spirit realm that most Americans, wishing to be oh so modern, wish to have. He could "see" or better to say sense, things that others could not. He could tell when death was about.
He was further traumatized repeatedly as a child and the violent acts of war he committed... did not help. He enjoyed killing, enjoyed the act of pitting himself against others in war... After grandma died, he remarried. Shortly thereafter he shot himself and his new wife in the house where he said he could feel spirits of the departed... Your stories of ghosts brought this memory back too.
One side note, my aunt once smuggled a ouija board into this house. She hid it in the towel closet, which had so many old rag towels no one could ever find it. (I guess Goodwill was not a thing yet?) When she went to retrieve it, a pair of red eyes was glowing in the cabinet. She ran of course and this "thing" followed her into the new section of the house my grandfather had built on... It could not enter there.
Grandfather said that "feeling" a ghost was just like feeling a person in those dark tunnels... Something about the soul was the same.
Forgive my ramblings Sir, your stories tend to loosen the tongue, or the fingers as the case may be.
That was GREAT, thank you for sharing some personal family history.
Not many people would.
@@KevinSmith-yh6tl Well I suppose it is therapy Sir. War hurts even those that never hear a shot. Of all the necessary evils man must bear... it is one of the most destructive. There are sadly, even worse evils, hence why some must bear this burden.
@@KevinSmith-yh6tl I suppose it is therapy Sir. War hurts even those that never hear a shot. It is one of the most terrible things man must suffer, but not the most terrible. Hence the need for my grandfather and so very many others like him, to go to war. THANK YOU for your kind comments.
@@ZombieGrandpa What you described is exactly how it feels for me. I'm not military I'm an Archaeologist and I tend to primarily work over seas. The feeling of another presence in your area is exactly the same as the presence of a living person. If I'm wandering around a dark castle in the pitch black dead of night, I can still sense it in ways that's so normal it's almost difficult for me to explain. Interestingly enough as well, here in the states where we have this concept of, "Indian burial grounds". For some reason every single one I've personally worked with was fine, nothing paranormal whatsoever. I suspect part of this has to do with me taking a pretty serious moment for each burial I come across. I do my best to genuinely treat the remains with the best care and attention to their religion or culture they had in life and I try my best to respect that. It's not very easy to always do as I'm sure one might imagine. However I've never left an excavation feeling cursed or like there was a bad paranormal situation. Every time I close up shop and move on however, the people who own the property and God forbid build homes there get Hollywood levels of terror and misfortune. Every time it's extreme. It's like anything from going entirely bankrupt within a couple years to the loss of a child born or unborn. I would recommend considering this type of thing before purchasing real estate and I would recommend just regardless of knowing the history on your land for thousands of years, just take a moment out to recognize and give a basic level of respect to anything which also resides there. It works for me really well. The less fearful a person is and the more they genuinely are in control the less these paranormal things will give you a negative experiences. I suspect the energy of the living just outclasses the energy of the dead so if you're cool and calm you can probably avoid anything horrible and terrifying happening.
@@sneakyviewing4391 Well said Sir. There is further an inferred concept from the Bible of a spiritual covering. In short, this concept means that everyone has a protection from, for lack of a better term, "spirit realm." When we dabble in the realm of spirits, we wear that covering away. Some will laugh, thinking they are in control of these spirits, but it always ends badly. I see that people dabbling in "magic" and even outright witchcraft, is greatly on the rise.
I am frighted by this- they have no idea the lifetime of damage they are opening themselves and their family to...
You treat the dead with the respect they deserve, and this keeps your cover intact.
I myself have had some minor contact with the spirit world, revolving around the UFO\Roswell phenomenon. Even though my covering is intact, this experience only reassured me that there is indeed a spirit realm and that there are forces there that want attention, want dominance and are the very definition of evil.
I say again to all readers, don't toy with this realm. Don't try to contact the dead- you don't know who is really on the other side. And remember, Wizard of Oz was only a book, there are no good witches, there is no white magic, there is only a spiritual fraud waiting to seduce you.
It wants to control life... your life.
To anyone reading this, if you want out of the nightmare, contact me. There is help out there. There is a force far greater than the one that torments you now. You CAN stop the visitations, the abductions, the pain.
There was rumors about a man on Camp Hansen who'd ask gate guards for a smoke then disappear. Never saw it myself though. The gate in question was always closed while I was there
I can confirm that one, but we were walking by gate when it happened. It was still closed during that incident.
I used to work at an alcohol and drug rehab nestled in the foothills of the Angeles Forest, a place with a dark history. Before it became a rehab center, this location served as both a tuberculosis camp and an old forestry camp. You can imagine the kinds of eerie stories that lingered there-especially one about a little girl who would appear in two specific places.
The first place she was seen was the Hill House, a building that had once served as a church. One night, a security guard patrolling the grounds spotted her standing near the entrance, dressed in an old-fashioned outfit. The second location was near the kitchen, where she would follow a custodian. But this is where it gets strange-the moment he stepped into the kitchen, the girl would stop, never crossing the threshold.
It turns out the kitchen had its own sinister reputation. People reported hearing deep, disembodied voices and witnessing faucets turning on and off by themselves. It was as if the little girl knew better than to enter that haunted room.
Yknow its bad mojo when the little ghost girl refuses to enter a certain room
@@anoddlyspecificnamepart2 I agree, very creepy
Back in the earlier 90s, i knew a lady that renting a house. The garage was full of stufffrom the owner and one thing they found was a picture of a guy in Vietnam back in late 60s. They thought it was a nice picture and hung it in the house. Her daughter started seeing the partition of a soldier in her bedroom and starting to hear radio transmission from her clock radio like from transmission from Vietnam. She removed the picture and it all went away.
I was with 3rd LAR and stationed at Schwab in 2001. That’s the ramp next to the maintenance bays. I heard a similar story but it wasn’t a little girl…. It was a couple of WWII Japanese soldiers who were seen charging up the ramp and then just disappeared.
I was stationed on Camp Zama, Japan from 01-02. There’s an old army field hospital form the Vietnam era that’s now offices, that was located on depot part of the post. I remember having to do security checks on that hospital. There was a few times a door was left unlocked, so myself and my partner and to clear the building. This was always on the night shift, every time I went into that building I would get an uneasy feeling, a feeling like I needed to leave that place or I wouldn’t be able to leave.
You really do great work. Even though the orator of bedtime stories seems to have a knack with writing to the point that he never uses the same adjective twice, your storytelling just seem so much more authentic, authentic in a way that is just relatable. I really do feel like I'm sitting at the smoke pit while his stories are so professionally well done that they should be on compact disc 😅
My highschool history teacher told us a story about the ghost girl. He was stationed in Okinawa sometime around the late 80s to early 90s as an officer. He told me one night this buff guy he knew comes in with a broken nose. He went on to explain that while on night watch, he saw a little girl, tried to chase it fell and broke his nose. The girl after that seemingly vanished. When he asked an old native about it, he told him that the girl was hit by a train sometime in the 50s and now likes to haunt the marine base trying to play hide and seek with the Marines. She is a little girl who wears a Western style dress.
We all heard stories from the kids who were stationed in Okinawa. And this was at Ft.Huchuca Sierra Vista AZ. That place was messed up too. Buffalo soldiers , natives too. It was always around sunset.
I grew up in SV. My sister's room had a ghost dressed in blue that'd hang out. I saw him once cross from her room to mine one night while waiting for a ride to a basketball game. I was the only one home. Given the area's history, I believe he may have been the spirit of a calvary trooper. Never saw anything when we moved into town. But definitely some wierd stuff past Buffalo Soldier Trail.
@@Kokopilau77 yeah there was a lot of that activity there historically. It was creepy not as bad as Wiesbaden Germany but creepy all the same. That's intense by the way.
WW2 story from my father in law. He was driving a truck in Italy along a mountain road. It was very steep, or cliffs, either side and the track was rough. They had to keep lights low or off depending on the location and the risk of an ambush. They were driving very slow, keeping a look out, some trucks had been attacked in the past. Suddenly a man in napoleonic uniform appeared in the road infront of the truck. They stopped and he disappeared. He didn't seem to move at all, he was standing to attention one moment and the next he wasn't there at all. They got out very quietly and started to search, looking up a very steep slope on on side and down into a ravine on the other side. That was when they spotted it. A wire was stretched across the road just in front of the truck and it was connected to a bomb.
Similar story from a retired truck driver. He worked for a company that specialised in going to places no one else would. He did a delivery in the middle of nowhere in the middle east. He was driving across a desert, he sighted a painted oil drum on the horizon and when he reached it he sighted the next one. Repeat until desert crossed. There was an ancient ruin off to one side of the route. When he was passing it a whole load of people suddenly appeared everywhere and he crashed through market stalls, livestock and tents, slamming on the brakes and skewing, almost rolling the truck. He was terrified that he must have killed a few people. He blinked. There was just desert. He put it down to being tired and carried on. When he stopped for fuel at the next town at the edge of the desert he mentioned that he thought he had hit something but there hadn't been anything there. The old fort? Yes, right there. Haunted, you aren't the first to think they drove through a crowd. That freaked him out a bit because he only told the guy he thought he had hit something but the guy knew exactly what he had meant.
Doubt you read all the comments but said to Bedtime Stories aswell..have you folks considered doing a Responders Stories Channel? Alot of them around the world see strange stuff nurses (technically not responsers but the hospital setting could be included) ...Ambulance crews...Coastguards..Police.. etc, there is alot of material and easy make another channel for it...just a thought.
Sounds like an opportunity for you
@@kell7195 i thought wartime stories and bedtime were interlinked?
I don't have time to do it but if someone wants to do it go for it...maybe just credit me for the idea or let me do an episode...I'm far with too scatty to do it lol.
@@HeathenRocker You will figure it out 👍🏼
I know this video is old so small chance you’ll see this. I’ve listened to you for a while but just found out you were radio recon based off the last story. I was RRP at Lejeune 2008-2011. Glad to see a platoon member doing something so cool. Keep up the good work.
I was on Schwab for a year total on 2 Separate UDPs. We were supposed to do a Med but 9/11 happened 4 months prior so everything changed as a result. And that's to be expected. Obviously we weren't just training during a peace time anymore. We were now at war. I never saw the girl. I had heard about her from several fellow Marines though. At Camp Fuji, I was in the Squad Bay nearest to the Armory for the UDPs. I had duty one morning and was told during the brief while reporting to the OOD that my friend had actually Called the OOD/SOG over to our building while we were all sleeping because he said a Japanese Civilian was creeping around outside. Well, I heard them talking about it. Because the MPs had to be involved as you would expect if a Japanese civilian is running loose on base, and they said they received the call from the CPL, my friend, at around 0300. They said the exact time, but it was over 20 years ago now. I can't remember. They, the OOD, SOG, DNCO, ADNCO and PMO never found anyone though. They probably brought the dogs out so I would think the dogs would've found him if they couldn't. I don't know, maybe it was a real person. Civilians do work on base so it could have been a thief. Or, maybe it was a fuckin ghost? I can't say. Wasn't my watch but I always assumed it was a Civilian employee that somehow managed to stay on base and was trying to steal something, anything. Or maybe he hooked up with a Marine and was trying to sneak off base after they finished doing whatever LOL. I was a grunt, so it was all male in my squad bay. But there are female Marines stationed on Fuji. And they have a hell of a lot more privacy than we did. Like, their very own fucking rooms. Maybe he just got some action and managed to scale a fence and get out of there before he was caught. In fact, I bet that's exactly what it was now that I think of it.
Was at Camp Hanson in 2001, didn't experience any paranormal on Okinawa, however, earlier that same year my unit, Fox 2/5, did a month long amphibious raid training at the Naval Amphibious base in Coronado. I had fire watch one night down where all the zodiacs were tied up. At some point I started hearing footsteps walking up and down the wooden dock. I looked everywhere trying to make sense of these steps. I tried to see if there were seagulls perched underneath or if the wakes coming to shore were causing anything to hit against the dock. I could not find anything that was making the noise. It distinctly sounded like footsteps too that would get louder and fade away as if someone were walking up and down the dock. I had goosebumps for like an hour. Finally I just said out loud "please leave me alone." About two minutes of silence then I hear footsteps behind me that sounded like someone walking up the metal bridge that connects the dock to the shore. That was the last I heard anything creepy that night but it was a scary post to stand. And the a-hole who was supposed to relieve me after 4 hours slept through half his post. So I was down there alone all creeped out for six hours.
I was stationed at camp Schwab (land of the hand) . It had a strange vibe and multiple fellow marines had some unusual events occur .
4:34 that Japanese had me rolling 😂
The only story I have heard of haunting while i was in was at camp Grafenwoehr in Germany and this was told to me by my roommate about when they stood up the unit. They were put into an old building which he said when you walked in you saw the Iron Eagle right in the middle of the wall with the head boards covered in the other symbol. Apparently he stated that barracks was super haunted as there was reports of ghost screaming at people in my unit while they were in bed. Another story of a nurse walking in checking charts and leaving. CQ hearing screams only to find nothing. It got so bad that one people were moving their beds out into the hallway to get some sleep and two they wouldn't put people in certain rooms. Story goes that that barracks used to be the metal ward for the hospital that was there.
My barracks in scheiwnfurt was also the old mental ward on a Luftwaffe base. The doors were pretty thick still had the slide to side peephole on the outside but it was wielded closed. The really creepy place was the ruins out in the Graf range are, I think it was an old church or something. Got stuck pulling an op on it one night, never again!
I work in a county jail in Florida that my co-workers and I swear is haunted. We have seen and heard some crazy stuff over the years. A few inmates have passed away inside the facility in the 13 years that I have been there. Most of them from old age or health issues from years of extreme substance abuse. A couple have been by their own hand and we couldn’t save them in time. I have heard footsteps coming down the administration hallway behind me along with whistling and when I turned around nothing was there and it all stopped. I have also heard stuff moving around in our break room only to check and nobody was in there. The craziest thing though was that a few of my deputies were standing in the hallway outside my office talking and I happened to be staring right at a cleaning cart that had a dustpan with a handle on it. The kind you don’t have to bend down to the ground to use. It was secured in a spot on the cart where it sits on a little platform and the handle clips in to the side of the cart so it won’t fall off. While I was starting at it I saw the dustpan lift up off the platform and fly violently sideways and to the ground. It DID NOT fall off the cart it floated up and went flying sideways and down faster than gravity could’ve made it go! Another officer saw it and freaked out too! We rolled the cameras back to watch it happen again after trying to replace the dustpan and recreate the “fall” just to see if it was possible to just fall off and we couldn’t make it fall off the clip and platform for anything without lifting it up first. Anyway, the camera had been recording the whole time with no glitches or anything, just smooth clear high def video until the exact moment it “fell”! The camera shows it secured on the cart one second and the very next frame was it laying on the ground! Nothing in between. We freaked out! I don’t like being in my office alone at night anymore since I’m in the admin building by myself while the deputies are in the other side of the jail. We think we know exactly who is responsible for the creepy haunting stuff too and it makes it even worse. We think it is a mentally disturbed lady that seemed possessed while she was alive that ended up taking herself out one day while we were feeding dinner to everyone else. She was very disturbed and we feel like if anyone would haunt the jail it may be her.
Being stationed on Oki I can honestly say that there is a lot of creepy and unexplained events going on out there! I feel like every base has its own ghost story and every bar can tell the tale. Hopefully someone besides myself has a better story about the camp Lester naval hospital or the ghost that walks around Kadena. Great channel! I love hearing all the stories and seeing one from my favorite duty station!
I spent a few years at Kadena when I was a kid-young teen.
I loved exploring all the old tombs and caves.(Indiana Jones was my childhood hero)
The worst thing that happened to me was a Habu viper bite in one of the tombs.
Never saw anything, but you could feel the spooky anguish in some places.
Shuri Castle is amazing. The pock marks from bullet and fragment on the walls added to the atmosphere. Just knowing that young men of my grandfather's ' greatest generation ' died on every single square foot.
I got the same feeling when I visited Culloden, where many of my ancestors died.
Those Habu bites look pretty nasty. I hope you recovered well from it. I saw a lot of them when I was there, but never heard of anyone being bitten.
@@ricksharp4224Thanks. I was pretty lucky. I got a low yield almost dry bite. I was pretty sick in the hospital for a few days but didn't even require antivenom since it can cause it's own host of risks. It's only used in cases of severe envenomation.
Oddly, it led me to become interested in snakes.
A new upload from this channel is always excites me !
LOVE HIM!! Question:👋🏼 I love to listen while driving. If you catch the podcasts, is anyone else getting, “ This podcast is not available…. Blah, blah… try back later?
Curious. Made me wonder if there is a secret handshake of key phrase! 😮
@@TheRcquint2004 You listen to paranormal stories while driving 😶
I subscribed to this channel right when it began and have never been disappointed with the content or quality of its videos. I fact, together with "Bedtime Stories" and the "Why Files", "Wartime Stories" is one of my top favourite TH-cam channels and Podcasts on Amazon Music. Keep up with the good work, my friend, and all the best from an expat Englishman living in Germany.
Why files is absolutely retarded regurgitated nonsense for children 👍
Sleep paralysis is one of the most terrifying things I've ever experienced. Not just because you are awake and paralyzed, but because during this, I witnessed a skinny hairless, naked, humanoid figure charge across the bedroom and leap onto my bed over me. I was completely powerless to move while this thing was crawling towards me.
Maybe you should keep a combat knife or a compact pistol (unloaded and locked in a box of course) under your pillows, many Asian cultures believe that the presence of weapons and the hostile intention associated with them can repel evil spirits.
Keep a weapon under your pillows, the presence of weapons and the hostile intention asssociated with them can repel evil spirits or at least that is what some old people told me.
I'm kinda jealous that you can get to hallucinatw during sleep paralysis... I got multiple episode but see nothing.. thus bored and well... The only thing made me panic is my breathing getting weaker other than that nope.... I'm a thrill seeker too and that was kinda lame
I’m not a Marine, but I was in the Air Force stationed at Kadena from 2004-2006. I’ve had my weird experiences there as well. I always enjoy watching your episodes regarding ghosts on Okinawa!
To answer the soldier's question. In Japanese, "Do you speak English" is "Eigo wa dekimasu ka?" The Ka at the end is a questionmark in and of itself.
Japanese mythology is full of ghosts who were changed by their worldly deeds. They're called "Yurei". These are ghosts that became monsterous as a result of misdeeds in life, issues with how they were buried or a traumatic death. There are also "yokai" which are nature demons, but not in the Western way we think about them. Yokai represent things or processes in nature.
I've experienced sleep paralysis that wasn't paranormal. It is terrifying. And when I told a former neighbor about it and she didn't realize what it was and I described it she became hysterical. She'd had far more traumatizing sleep paralysis her entire life. They were sleep paralysis dreams of being sexually violated, which is the worst kind. It turns out that she had never known what it was called, and giving her a name to call it and a condition to ask her doctor about curing had been life changing and freeing.
That's a succubus. A demon. Your friend was actually being violated. Only the name of Jesus will make it stop.
I was stationed at fort Riley in Kansas years back, if you’ve ever been to Riley you know there’s several different entrances and exits, because my licenses were suspended at the time I decided to come through the back gate, ……… it’s creepy af and very dark back in the back….. but one night I decided to ask the personnel at the gate have they ever seen anything creepy or spooky and one guy says “ this one time I saw what looks like a clown walking up to us than simply vanished “
I watch these type of videos a lot with the hope that someone will eventually have a similar story from an experience I had at Camp Schwab. Glad to hear that others have seen stuff and I wasn’t losing my mind. I was stationed there from 2010-2012 and I worked at the motor pool right next to the ramp. I didn’t see a little girl,but one night I was down there by myself before having to do a night drive and I was being stalked by a glowing orb. It went on for about 10 minutes. Eventually the thing got within an arms reach of me and I freaked out and closed my eyes expecting the worst. Opened my eyes after what seemed like an eternity and it was just gone. Still get chills just thinking about it now. Hands down the most afraid I’ve ever been in my life..lol
Okinawa is a very old place that has seen many many deaths and a lot war and violence throughout that time. And the terrible lies told to civilians during WW2 left a lot of mental scaring and energy floating around the island to scare the heck out of folks. Oh and with so many deaths the ground must be saturated with bad energy.
That story about the guy waking up only able to move his head and seeing a shadow figure is very similar to my sleep paralysis experiences, right up until the point where he's able to get out of bed and walk past it while it's still there. I had sleep paralysis *a lot* as a kid. I would wake up unable to move and figures would move around my room and they were fast. Like zipping around. They would always disappear once I was able to move. The episodes lessened as I grew up and were pretty much gone when I reached my teens.
Interestingly enough I had a one-off recurrence this summer. I'm now in my late 30's. I was sleeping alone in my bedroom, woke up unable to move anything but my eyes and immediately felt something else being there. To the right of my bed was a shadow figure, standing there for a few seconds until it zipped to the left toward a corner. They way it moved it would have had to phase through the lower-right corner of my bed. It stopped in the corner, stood still, disappeared and simultaneously I could move again.
I felt some mild fear while this was happening, but as soon as the episode was over I just felt a little weird and almost nostalgic because it had been exactly like what I used to experience as a kid. I kinda just went "...Huh!" and fell back asleep surprisingly quickly.
I personally don't believe this is anything paranormal, rather figments of my own imagination during sleep paralysis. However, if you're able to get up and walk past the damn thing, I don't know what that would be.
My Sgt heard a ghost transmission over there, when he was a LCpl, call broken arrow while he was on a training op. Scared the ever loving shit outta him
16:33 My God. Did you quote Calcifer from Howl's Moving Castle?! 😂😂
My girlfriend has a Calcifer shirt with that quote on it
YES!❤
Squad bays at night are scary especially while on watch duty.I hated coming back to the laundry room to find my clothing and uniforms on top of the washing machine or on the floor. Semper FI.
I just discovered your channel and am a huge fan! I’ve been listening and thinking you sound familiar, similar to an actor. I’ve been wracking my brain and finally figured it out: Jon Hamm.
At first I didn't get it, but yeah maybe.
We love Jon Hamm here guys
I've heard of little girl in the cemetery stories in the USA.
USAF Msgt spent 5 years on Misawa AB in northern Japan. We lived on the 9th floor of a brand new tower apartment complex.
The Navy Chief who lived right below us was always coming upstairs asking us to quit stomping around on the floor, his ceiling.
Thing was, it was usually the middle of the night when we were asleep.
We never heard it, but he shared a recording of it, abs it was loud enough to wake them up.
Creepy.
I was stationed at Camp Hansen in 1993-1994. I'd never heard these stories until now. I had some buddies stationed at Schwab. I'll have to hit them up and see if they had any experiences, or have heard of any. You're right, empty barracks are spooky AF.
This episode was great…my favorite kind of “stories” topic. My wife…a scientist-type and skeptic, actually took an interest in this episode. As a retired history teacher, I saw a “teaching opportunity” to try and explain to her as to why Okinawa might be such a hotspot for hauntings. She’s an Army officer and mentioned she’s had recent experiences with a senior enlisted seeing things at their “site”.
Thanks!
22:20 my speaker that I was listening to this video on glitched as you said "got to me". Really freaked me out. I immediately hit the back arrow on my keyboard to go back 10 seconds, and it was fine. I already believe in the paranormal, have it happen to me regularly, but not like "ghosty" stuff. The paranormal I experience is more on the "psychic" end of things. But I do believe in ghosts and spirits, and do believe there is one in my house though I've never actually seen it. So that happening spooked me. Considering it was talking about "an evil energy" and my speaker glitched right there, I don't think it was a coincidence.
I was stationed there with 4th Mar Reg, 2019-2022 and my platoon was in charge of the ramp. Every morning and evening, one of us had to lock and open up the ramp. I cant speak for the other Marines, but I swear there was an overwhelming feeling of dread and “something’s gonna get you” whenever i’d open/lock up.
It's a cold, rainy morning and I'm curled up in my blanket watching your vids. Bliss.
This brought back memories of being in Camp Schwab, reaffirmed my urge to go back. Most roaming duty was enjoyable, but for me, I spedran through the comms building each time. At times, lights would constantly flicker on and off, and you would hear sounds in some parts, and then dead silence in other parts. The ramp and Motor T buildings as well, just never felt right to be there unless it was daylight and you weren't alone.
I think you could maybe do a video on Fort Chaffee. There are quite a few haunted abandoned barracks. It was a Vietnamese POW camp during the Vietnam war
These stories remind me of my grandpa, ex military and a probation officer. The the old jail he used to work at is very well known for being haunted. His motto was “if you saw it, no you didn’t.”
Luke, they are the presence of atrocities past! Listen, it's not easy to do, but if one (emphasis on IF) has an open mind and even an open heart, one is able to feel empathy for the victims such as the girl, mother/father and others who may only want to hear "I wasn't there, but my heart wishes to tell you I'm sorry for what you have lived through. May your spirit/soul begin to be at peace and journey the Realm of Peace and Light."
Awesome, well said.
I've had several sleep paralysis events my whole life....the latest an old woman with rotting flesh and sockets for eyes crawled up my bed towards my chest and face before i woke up and she was gone....being a huge horror fan, my first thought was 'that was so cool, like i was in a horror film!' lol
NH native here, you having a SNHU ad really threw me off for a sec
I remember being in the defense out in a training area in Camp Fuji that was near the outskirts of the forest late at night, and using thermals we could see heat signatures of people in the forest peeking out from behind trees staring at us. This was at like 3 am too and there was absolutely no one around except us.