11/11
A young girl suffered from insomnia, and throughout the night she’d often wake up for no reason. One night she awoke, and in the daze of half-sleep, she blinked in the darkness. Just for a second, she thought she saw a pair of reptilian eyes, gazing at her and glowing red. She sat up and stared at them, quickly realizing that it was only her clock. It was 11:11. She sighed and tried to go back to sleep.
The next night, she awoke and instantly looked at the clock. It was exactly 11:11. This began to repeat itself night after night. Sometimes even during the day, for no reason whatsoever, she would stop whatever she happened to be doing, and spin around to look at the nearest clock; always at 11 minutes past 11 o’clock.
As her insomnia got worse, she thought she’d try some white noise to help her sleep. She turned on her clock radio to play music softly. It worked well, so she kept doing it for the next few nights.
One night, she awoke with a terrible start, covered in cold sweat. Rather than being in a sleepy daze, she was completely awake now. The radio was still on, but instead of music she heard static, and a lot of erratic clicking noises. Breathing heavily, she stared at the glowing numbers. You know what time it was.
BANG. Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest. A door had just slammed to her right, outside of the room. She heard a pair of inhumanly rapid footsteps running from the sound of the door slam, all the way around her, behind her head, and to her left. Another BANG as a door was slammed shut.
Her blood ran cold. Her bedroom was on the second story, and the wall behind her faced outside; there were no doors or floor there. Suddenly she felt an urge to run. She didn’t care where. She leaped from her bed and ran faster than she’d ever run in her life. In what felt like less than the blink of an eye, she’d run through the hall, down the stairs, out the door and to the end of the street.
She doubled over, panting. After a moment she looked back at her house, at her dark bedroom window. She stared at it for a long, long time.
When at last she began to feel calm again, she carefully walked back to the house. She’d left the front door ajar, and a lot of cold air had gotten in. She closed it behind her and turned on all the lights as she made her way back to her bedroom. She hesitated the most as she turned on her own light. The room looked perfectly normal, but as soon as she heard the static coming from the radio, she rushed over and switched it off.
After that night, she never listened to that radio again. The girl didn’t sleep a wink for many, many nights.
She told only a handful of people what had happened. Her parents, a few of her friends. The responses were all more or less the same.
“It was just a dream, it only -felt- real.”
“You were so tired, maybe you just imagined it?”
“I believe YOU believe it happened, [name removed]…”
What you need to know is that this story is very true. To this day, the girl (well, she’s a woman now) has never slept soundly. None of us know for sure what is so special about 11:11. But she did tell me this: whenever that moment strikes the clock, she feels the same strange sensation. She says it’s just like that feeling you get when you know you’re being watched.
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Lol i just read this i look down its 11 11 creep huh lol
I actually rather dislike how people tie the time 11:11 to scary and or evil things.
The time 11:11 is the time of self realization and evalutaion. 11 is also the number of a waypoint or the half way mark, like if you’re on the right path and are almost there.
Yes, looking over at the clock and having it be 11:11 may be creepy in some cases, I suppose, but I doubt random creatures come and torment little girls at this hour of the night…
if she has insomnia how is she sleeping? i tthought if you had insomnia you COULDN’T sleep? hm guess i had that wrong. well it was ok i guess
sweet…she must have been thinking about me cause it was my birthday foo!
Maybe it means she wished for some kind of companion during the wishing time. And after that, she wished she could forget what was following her.
Just my interpretation.
About 4 or 5 years ago, I kept looking at the clock whenever it was 9:11 or 3:16. Didn’t hear any footsteps or feel like I was being watched, though.
Unless it’s a pair of those freaky “closing horizontal” eyes. But that still doesn’t explain the :
…Glowing vertical nostrils?
“1) The numbers look like reptilian eyes at one point.”
Does that mean there’s two of them with a : in between?
They have four eyes and a : shaped nose?
11:11 Doesn’t seem to have any possibilities to be a kind of reptilian eye
About the ending, sorry some of you found it anti-climatic, but here’s my personal interpretation of the events. SPOILER ALERT! 1) The numbers look like reptilian eyes at one point. 2) She feels she’s being watched. That’s because she is in fact being watched every night at that time, by some type of creature…and as proof that it has a physical form, she heard its footsteps.
I see there’s some mixed reactions to this story…everyone, please keep one thing in mind. Every word of the story is true. I still don’t know if it was just an extremely vivid dream, but it felt COMPLETELY fucking real and that’s why I was so scared.
11 = 6 + 5, 10 + 1, 13 – 2, 4 + 7
etc.
SO…?!!
Not to double post. Quick Google magic ~
“Which is said to be a holy hour/associated with Jesus death, but also an evil hour.”
In other words if you’re Satanist, this is the complete opposite. It’s the hour of Christ dying. So it’s no wonder it’s fucking scary. And after reading that Angel story, I think I won’t be sleeping tonight.
>>14
I heard 3 AM has something to do with the time at night that “demons” are active.
Well… people claim that the number 11 had a lot to do with 9/11… so I dunno…
My grandma was born at 11 AM on November 11th (I don’t know if it was 11:11). She was the eleventh child.
OoooOOOooo.
yeah 11:11 is the wishing time
[why didn’t she wish for the weirdness to stop i wonder]
and when it said, ‘You know what time it is,’ 2 things came to mind.
1. Hammer time
2. Rollin’ by Limp Bizkit…is that weird?!
it says you posted it at 11:43, though.
it’s really creepy because its 11:11 right now for me >.>
11/11
NEVAR FORGET
:3
I wish it was 11:12. Then we’d all know what that means…
11 + 12 = 23!!!!!! OHMYGOD!!!! Everyone commit suicide now cause of a damn number!!!!
Okay I dunno alot of people seem to like this pasta but….
ahhhhhh! It was too boring for me to finish. Definatly not one that i’m going to show my friends D=
But then, I AM just ONE person on this site, so it’s just my opinon.
“You know what time it was.”
FLAVOR FLAAAV.
I feel like 11:11 is way too early of a time for anything creepy to happen. Why didn’t she just go to bed at 11:30 then? Avoid all the creepy.
11:11 AM 11/11 is start of carnival time in Germany.
11/11 NEVAR FORGET!!!!
ahem not bad but …i dont feel like wishing any more o.o
@ #23
Look up WebBot
Also…meh, I’ve seen better, but this one wasn’t too bad.
WHO WAS CLOCK RADIO?
ftw….i waited to today to comment on thi,but when i r readed it last,it was eleven eleven,THATS a creepy feeling right there…..remind me to ditc hmy clock radio out my window…again…(first time was cuz alarm woke me up
I didn’t really like this one. The original concept was actually pretty good, about the paranoia and the time, but the ending kinda ruins it.
Well I have two possible suggestions
.
1) A broken clock is still right twice a day.
2) Change your clock to 24 hour time, so it would be 23:11.