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10 True Stories That Could Be Turned Into Hollywood Scripts

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At 15, I was home alone one night with my three dogs. They were usually lazy, but out of nowhere, they became tense and aggressive.

Each dog rushed to a different room, growling at empty corners as if something invisible were there.

I searched the entire house and found nothing. Though I don’t believe in ghosts, that night, I locked myself in my parents’ bedroom—dogs in tow—and slept with the lights on.

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Story 7
I frequently had recurring dreams at my sister’s house about a little girl with dark hair and pale skin. She always told me she stayed there because my sister reminded her of her mother.

One day, my two-year-old niece suddenly stopped on the staircase, looked at me, and casually said, “Her mom di.ed here.” © letsgoooo90091 / Reddit

Story 8
I once had a dream that played out exactly as reality did the following month.

In the dream, my wife rearranged our room—something she never does. A week later, she did it, placing everything exactly as I had seen.

The dream also showed me getting a promotion. Days later, I got the news: I was promoted. © Unknown author / Reddit

Story 9
One night, around 1 a.m., I woke up to the sound of running water. It was the shower.

I assumed my brother, who worked night shifts, had come home late and was using the bathroom. But the water kept running… for 30 minutes.

I got up to check.

The bathroom was empty. My brother wasn’t home. I was completely alone.

To this day, I have no explanation for how the shower turned on—or who did it. © designerlogic / Reddit


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Story 10
My mom worked as a cleaner in a house on the grounds of a 13th-century castle. Sometimes, my family and I would help her out, even at night.

One evening, things took a strange turn.

A clock that had never worked suddenly started ticking. A door that never shut on its own slammed closed.

As we left, we saw something-or someone. A figure in soaked, tattered clothes walked straight through a brick wall.

Our whole family witnessed it.

My mom stopped the car. We all sat in stunned silence, trying to process what we had just seen. Was it a ghost? A trick of the light? Fatigue?

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