>Ghost Stories>personal stories or lore to your specific regionLets hear them!
Here you go, I translated it with deepl:The Gruesome Demon of Warmia – Kłobuk• How to raise a demon: Although Kłobuk (also known as a chobołd) is considered a spirit that brings wealth, its origins and nature are extremely dark. Warmian folklore holds that Kłobuk was born from the soul of an unborn or dead child. To “breed” him, one had to bury a miscarried fetus beneath the threshold of a house and wait for the right time, or roast a black cat at a crossroads at midnight.• The Demon’s Revenge: Kłobuk most often took the form of a wet, black hen or a black bird. Once brought into the house, he would steal food, gold, and grain from the neighbors to give to his master. However, the price of this wealth was high—the demon demanded absolute obedience and to be fed his favorite scrambled eggs. If the host neglected or insulted him, Kłobuk would fly into a rage: he would tangle the horses’ reins, urinate in the milk, and, in a fit of ultimate fury, set fire to all their possessions, condemning the family to die in poverty.
>>225912621For some reaosn we googled my friend's adress and a news story about it popped out. Apparently it's infamous in the city as the "suicide buidling" where some evil force drives people livng in it insane and makes them kill themsleves.We didn't know about it and jsut happeend to stumble upon it
>>225912725Devilish Pacts and Swamp Creatures• Topniki: According to local beliefs, the forests of Warmia—full of dense swamps, peat bogs, and treacherous lakes—were said to be inhabited by Topniki. These were cruel swamp demons born from the souls of suicides and people who drowned without having confessed their sins. The Topniki lured nighttime travelers by mimicking the cries of weeping children or loved ones, and when the unfortunate traveler strayed from the path, they dragged him into a black, swampy abyss.• The Devil’s Stone in Bisztynk: Legend tells of a poor shoemaker from Bisztynk whose wife was gravely ill. Having no money for a doctor, the man called upon the devil for help and signed a pact with his blood. The devil promised to bring a huge boulder made of gold, but before he could deliver it, a rooster crowed at dawn. The devil lost his power, and the stone he was carrying crashed to the ground, turning into a gigantic erratic boulder that can still be seen in Bisztyn today. According to folk tales, although the shoemaker had tried to trick the devil, he still lost his mind out of fear of hellish retribution.
>>225912621technically my granma is a cannibal, i just made a thread for it >>225909083
>>2259127753 part postLong ago, not far from Olsztyn, there lived a very wealthy nobleman who had amassed a great fortune by investing in trade. Every year during Easter, he would make a vow to God in gratitude for the good fortune he had received. The nobleman would make vows of thanksgiving to God, and he always kept those vows. When the next Easter arrived, the nobleman, following his old custom, decided to make a vow to God for the coming year.That day in church, before the Holy Altar, he promised the Lord that when his firstborn turned twenty, he would send him to a monastery where he would serve God. At first, the young man obeyed his father’s will, preparing for monastic life. However, over time, the thought of sitting in a monastery cell filled him with dread. On the day the young man turned twenty, his father gave him two chests of gold to deliver to the prior of the monastery to which he was heading. The young man ordered his coachman to stay at home, took his father’s chests, some clothes, and his favorite dog, and then set off for Olsztyn.When he arrived in the city, he decided to rest for a week and then leave for Vilnius as soon as possible. From there, he intended to travel via Lviv to Kraków and begin a life as a merchant there. He wrote a letter to the prior of the monastery, informing him that he was still attending to important matters for his father and that his arrival would be delayed by a month.Having learned that there were unused dungeons in the castle, he decided to hide there for a while. He left his horses and wagon in one of the stables, paying for their care with
One time my bong shattered spontaneous during a night I was spending getting high and watching esoteric videos on youtubes, I was really high and started hearing whispers afterwords. The whispers might have been the drugs but I swear I didn't touch the bong it just exploded on its own. I think I got gnome'd
>>225912876Ok 2 part but nvmHe left his horses and wagon at one of the stables, paying a week’s boarding in advance. Earlier, he had gone to the castle and, having found a way into the dungeons, hid a treasure there and posted his faithful dog as a guard. He himself, however, took a few copper coins and headed into town.The young man did not expect that his father had already received word from the prior that his son had not arrived, and had already sent men out to search for him. In one of the taverns, the young man noticed that a group of men was watching him closely. Not wanting to draw too much attention to himself, he left the inn and headed toward the castle. When he turned the corner of a narrow street, he looked back and saw that the men were following him. He was almost at the hidden entrance to the dungeons when he was attacked. At first, the men only intended to kidnap him and take him back to his father, but the young nobleman fought fiercely, wounding one of the attackers with a knife. At that moment, one of the men—unaware of who the young man was—wounded him. When the rest of the men saw this, they immediately fled, fearing capture and their father’s vengeance. With his last ounce of strength, the young man reached the entrance and crawled into the dungeons; he looked at his dog and breathed his last.To this day, the dog guards the treasure chests, which can only be opened by a person with a good heart. People driven by greed never return from the dungeons.
There's a pig called gloson (the glow-sow) in southern Sweden with razor-sharp bristles that runs between people's legs and cleaves them.
We have la dame blanche (white lady), who wanders near roads at night. You're supposed to keep rolling when you see her and not stop o algo
>>225913325i think every country has a variant of that story
>>225912621i dont deny these things can be real but i cant sense them, some can.old friend of mine, a 10/10 girl way out of my league but just kind and open to everyone including me. first time she visited my then recently bought apartment she just froze>someone suffered and died here, i can feel themwell its a house from 1894 i guess that happends?then she started to move some of my plants, pictures and furniture>it bothers them the way you have organized the roomo-o-ok? i cant sense them but i dont want to piss them off in the afterlife?
