US Marines witness PARANORMAL event in Afghanistan | Observation Post Rock 

Wow..... These are not just awesome stories, they are immersive experiences. Though I would NEVER claim to fully understand what our brave Men and Women experience while on tour overseas, I was just given a small taste through watching this. The Backgrounds and sound effects made me forget Where I was for the duration of this video. Amazing Job MrBallen! Your hard work shows for sure.

You said "Helmand", and I got chills. Then you said OP Rock in Helmand, and I freaked out a little. I started my Marine deployment in Oct 2009 and spent 2 weeks on OP Rock where me and a small group existed in a cycle of eat, sleep, and pull 8 hour watch. Our sleeping area was dug into the top of this hill, and there was something off. Everyone talked about how messed up their dreams were, and the guy who'd been there for almost a month, who had seen many groups come a go, said the crazy dreams happened to everyone who stayed there. By the time I was there, OP Rock was fortified with sand bags, hesco barriers, and razor wire. The first human remains I saw was a large femur bone laying in the sun just outside the wire. Eventually those of us who were new on OP Rock asked what the hell was up with the place, and we were told a story of British soldiers starting an OP on a grave-site, and you covered the rest, and more. I was a part of the group who demilitarized OP Rock. We cut open all of the sandbags, and took down the wire, and burned everything we could do away with. I found skull caps, jaw bones, and other small fragments inside the hundreds of sandbags I cut open over the course of two days. Unfortunately, some human remains ended up in the fire. Ugly Betty actually was with us the last night we were on OP Rock with her latest litter of pups. Other people had it worse than I did with weird experiences, which I attributed to my strong Christian faith, but in the end, the weird stuff just happened for me later. I saw two people walk down a the road by a place we called the Taliban School, and stop by a power pole where they started digging. I alerted my Sgt. who looked through his binoculars. He asked me where they were, and as I pointed to them, they weren't there. My friends and I heard children laughing in empty rooms, saw glass break with nothing around to break it, had flashlights turn on and off. I began having horrifying bouts of sleep paralysis while finishing that deployment. Sorry to write a book, but its not every day someone covers something so obscure and familiar. Thanks for the good content.

When I was deployed to the Middle East I was tapped/shoved on the shoulder once. I looked around but I was in the middle of the desert. No one around me. Right after I heard in my head "delay your convoy." I was only able to delay for a few minutes but my convey missed getting hit by a scud missle by a few minutes later down the road. I personally believe it was my guardian angel helping us out.

I'm ex British Army and served in Afghanistan. There was a night when we saw bobbing lights and heard a noise like a woman wailing close by in the desert but saw no heat signatures

I heard my grandmother whisper in my ear in spanish " you are going to be ok" one night while I was deployed. She died back in 1990, I was deployed 2003.

List of things I never want to encounter: 3. Things that frighten US Marines 2. Things that spook Navy SEALs 1. Things that scare both at the same time.

I was one of the Marines on OP Rock, my name is Adam Wilson, I was with 2/8 in 2009, and on the TV Show Paranormal Witness!!! This is cool people are still talking about this.

I was up at night in the barracks pulling CQ duty at fort drum. It was early in the morning about 3 am. My sergeant had went to his room to take a small nap so I was there alone. I was exhausted and sort of dozing off when I heard someone sprinting down the hallway towards me. I immediately perked up to see nothing, but as the footsteps went by, I could feel the wind from the person running by. As this invisible person ran past me and into the barracks entry, the propped doors slammed shut. I went to the entrance and looked outside to see if I could identify this person, but there was nothing. I told my sergeant when he got back and he just said, "oh, you met Sgt Duncan". Sgt Duncan was killed shortly before I arrived to the unit.

I just imagine Mr. Ballen in military barracks laying down and saying: “If you a fan of the strange, dark, and mysterious, then you’re in the right place.” While everyone is trying to sleep.

Moral of the story: If someone tells you, "if you dig up anything, put it back"... you don't dig at all.

I have a close friend who was in the Army and he told me a story about his first paranormal encounter while in Afghanistan.(I'll call him A and I'll call his friend B) He became really close with one of his fellow soldiers, they were always together, they made each other laugh and had similar interest. B was send on an escort mission, they would return the following morning. While A was asleep that night, he said he felt someone's hand gently shake him awake, he thought it was one of the other soldiers in the same camp. He remembers turning around and seeing the silhouette of a soldier in full gear, so he panicked like "oh shit what is happening?!" and then he turned around to frantically put his glasses on and we turn back around the person was gone. He was so confused and didn't know what to make of it so he tried to go back to sleep, so he wouldn't wake the other up, but he was restless the whole night. The next morning he found out B's team was ambushed and he had passed away in combat in the middle of the night. A said when he heard that he realized the person who gently shook him awake, was his friend who might have come to say his final goodbye.

Well there's a story from a veteran Russian soldier who serve in Afghanistan. He said that when he was posted there there were paranormal activity in desert such as hearing charging horses rumbling sound and people shouted war cry, but when they check it there's no one but themselves staring at empty desert field. Another that terrified them was hearing people hauling in agony and screaming in the middle of the night to dawn but there's no people there's no fighting, only dessert sand and rocky mountain wind echoing. They even see like middle age soldier wearing armor and sword walking through the tent or watching them from afar.

My parents used to live in a village far from everything in Afghanistan, my dad used to tell me his donkey would refuse to keep walking in certain pathways in the mountain because he could smell death ( ghost ). My mom used to tell me how some ghost would come and wake the cows in the night. My dad told me werewolf and witches ( woman who kills childrens at night ) was a thing. The scariest part he said was dont worry about werewolf, worry about humans, because theyre more unpredictable.

Who needs Netflix? I could binge on these stories for days!

Mr. Ballen’s military training allows him to calmly tell a story for twenty minutes despite a raging sandstorm approaching in the background.

The humility you appear to have while being a former SEAL and a current RU-vid celebrity is telling. Keep it up!

It would be interesting for Bob to do a segment on Russian soldiers who served in Afghanistan in the 80s, and hear some of their paranormal stories

British: "Don't dig anything up" Americans: *Dig every last thing up the very next day

So the biggest badass that ever stayed at OP Rock was a dog

I was in the Air Force. We discussed the paranormal quit often. Several of us thought our hangar was haunted, in a sense. Not evil haunted. Our hanger was used to sort bodies after a bad plane crash. Several times I was in the hanger by myself and heard and saw things that would give me goosebumps. We thought restless souls.

You only ever really talk about it after the fact... When I heard that one of the Air Force hangars, on Bagram, once had Russians strung up by the neck in the suspension rafters, in the last days of their evacuation, courtesy of the Mujahedeen, sent chills down my spine. The very fact that there are innumerable souls all the way back to the Greeks under Alexander, wandering its hot, sunny deserts and craggy mountains, silently whispering their way through history not knowing that time and mankind has left them far behind... It settles deeply the reality of how Afghanistan really IS the Graveyard of empires... And it now has American souls wandering there, alongside Russian, British, Mongol, Indian, Pakistani and Greek souls lost to time and the marching beat of war...

My uncle did 3 tours in Vietnam. He told us a story that his platoon was walking single file thru the jungle and he heard his youngest daughter call out to him. He shrugged it off as of course she couldn't be there and kept moving. She called out to him again, sounding more forceful, from behind some bushes. He left the line to check it out. Shortly after the soldier that was in front of him stepped on a landmine. A guardian angel in the form of my cousin saved his life that day.

So...I click on this channel and 5 hours later I am still binge watching.

I was at the Arden Forrest in Germany once when I was in the military. Myself and others watched shadows move in and out of the tree line through night vision goggles. It looked like troop movement and even got to the point that we were waiting for people to come at us. We watched movement all night long and at one point sent a patrol of men to confront whoever it was. When they came back they were scarred and said they never saw anything but heard people talking and footsteps. That happenened in 1982.

The one personal story that defines the changing of fate, was when I was nineteen. Towards the spring of nineteen eighty-one, I found myself in the Canadian Military. A far cry, from the sixty-one I am today. As I was preparing for one month of leave, my original plan was to backpack solo through Great Britain, Scotland, and then finally on to Paris, France. Having remustered from the Infantry after our training platoon was taken off active standby for war in Afghanistan. I stayed, while most just $ off, and ran home to Mommy, such heroes? One guy who I hardly knew, had overheard my conversation with the barrack warden concerning my month-long leave of absence. Just by chance, Perry asked me if I was into psychic phenomena? Hell, yeah, my mom was Acadian French from Northern New Brunswick. If you've been to the state of Maine you've been to New Brunswick. and I had more than my share of hearing Mrballen-type stories growing up. Again, l hardly knew this guy, maybe said hello twice? The night before my trip, Perry asked me to come to his room, have a few beers, and then the reading would begin. Dude went into a trance, said a few things I now forget, and then stated that I would meet a dark-haired woman in Switzerland who would want me to go with her, but If I did? I would be murdered. I thought, okay, I am not going to Switzerland at all actually. Perry just stated over and over that I was in great danger if I went with this woman, and that he was never wrong. Okay, so be it The next morning I leave, and the trip begins. I was stationed at CFB Trenton, ON. The plane takes off, and we land in CFB Ottawa to pick up some senior brass, who are heading to either London where I was heading, or Baden Soliegen West Germany. Halfway over the Atlantic, the pilot announces that we had to bypass London, and would be going on to West Germany instead. So I had to replan the whole trip, now remember this was old school Europe on five dollars a day, real old school when social media was television, books, and radio only The plane lands in West Germany, and man it's hot and humid as %. I look at the distance, say & it, and decide to backpack through Western Europe. So my nineteen-year-old self, boots around Amsterdam, Copenhagen, Sweden, back to Copenhagen, on to Munich, watching the East German border pass by, miles of landmines, and barbed wire. Freaky stuff from back in the cold war era, when President Putin was still a KGB Colonel in East Germany The train leaves Munich for Innsbruck, then finally on to Paris, VIA SWITZERLAND. Now I had forgotten Perry's words completely. I was fixated on Paris as the last stop, and then back to West Germany, and finally Canada. At this time I had wayyyyyy too many beers and bottles of wine to even remember? Still, I was young. So I am standing in the isle way, just enjoying the Swiss Alps zoom by, beautiful memories just caught up in my thoughtsMany people love the corridors, allowing you to collect their thoughts. Down the hall, a woman with DARK BROWN HAIR approaches me. The woman is in her late twenties? kinda plain Jane, a solid five plus in looks, starts asking me the usual questions, and then asks if I want to spend some time with her in Lucerne? Sure, why not? Again, fate had decided on what decision I should make? The train pulls in, and I am standing on the platform. To this day, I still recall the train for Geneva on the right side, just pulling in, and waiting, as if for me to make the decision that would determine my fate. I look at the dark-haired woman on my left, and she's passing up and down frantically. I ask her if she's cool? and she gets very belligerent telling me to not ask questions, that she's waiting for someone, and then just as I say, its okay $ lady, I am good to go Then suddenly Perry's words come crashing into my head. To this day, nearly forty-two years later, I can still remember his face as I looked at that train for Geneva. Christ, I nearly fainted. Everything slowed to a crawl in time, I gathered my wits quickly, and wait until the woman with the dark hair moves down the platform, and then jump on the train for Geneva just as the conductor is boarding. I give him my ticket, walk into a cubicle, and watch the woman with the dark hair, looking up and down my train with some guy screaming at her in German, looking for me I held my breath, as the train pulled out, and as they walked back down the platform still arguing. I sat there, ordered four beers, and calmed myself down. The train pulls into Geneva, I spend a few days just walking around in a daze and then said $ it, forgot Paris, went back to the base in West Germany, and then back to my base in Canada. I arrive and call my mother who had fallen on her knees in prayer to God thanking him for my safe return. I thanked God and Perry. When I arrive, Perry asks me how the trip went? I told him the whole story, and the dude just looks at me and says, "I am never wrong dude, if you had gone with that woman, you would have never returned" By this time, I had had enough of the Military life, and just wanted to leave and enjoy freedom. And I did, on to other adventures in life. A rather long story, but one hundred percent true. ALWAYS GO WITH YOUR INSTINCTS, it may very well save your life

"If you dig anything up, put it back" "...So anyway, I start digging"

Brits: Freaked out after 60 days and leave shaken. Yanks: Freaked out after 60 days and leave shaken. Dog: Freaked out after 120 days and still there growling at ghosts.

I loved reading this comment section. This is the third time that I watched this story, and was craving more. Thank you so much everyone, for adding your tidbits. You're magic.

I worked for 3 years in the PACAF headquarters at Pearl Harbor-Hickam. The building that they set it up in was the old barracks of Hickam Army Airfield, which took heavy casualties during the Pearl Harbor attack. That building is notorious for its paranormal moments. Ive come across cold spots, seen figures roaming the halls, had something watching me over my shoulder. Eveyone working there had their own encounters too.

Always trust a dog. They can sense and see things humans can’t. Cats are the same. Paranormal for sure.

DUDE I HAD MY HEADPHONES ON AND THOSE WHISPERS ALMOST KILLED ME..

I'm from Afghanistan (currently living in USA), 3 of my brothers were all in united state's army. They were deployed number of times to other countries, but they all agree that Helmand and Kandahar are the wildest places to be as a soldier

I was deployed to Mosul Iraq with the 82nd during their mission to recapture the city working with fedpol and the iraqi army. We stayed in these blown out buildings and war torn streets. I have always had weird paranormal stuff happen to me growing up and i firmly beleive that my mom could like sense it and passed it on to me. Almost like that feeling of the hair standing up on the back of your neck. But one night on guard sitting behind a 240 in a WRECKED building we were using as cover, i rememebr thinking how weird it was that i didnt feel anything. Hundreds of people have been dying in this city and it was just... quiet. Not like ominously quiet but almost calmly quiet. No spooky vibes or anything. And the more i thought about that the more it felt unsettling. Like something about that place was off because spirits werent creepying around. Super weird to explain.

I overcome my fear of ghosts a good while back. Now I find out they’re armed.

No one's gonna talk about mr ballen told this story in a fricking sandstorm for 23 mins???!?! Props to my guy

I was in Afghanistan March 2009 - September 2009. The big offensive you mention is Operation Panthers Claw which I was a part of with the Black Watch. SAS and SBS. We heard about this story when we were out there at that time!!

Let's take a moment to appreciate that he continued to tell the story with the apocalypse happening behind him.

I was a Marine during Desert Storm/Shield. We spent the night about a mile from the "highway of death" before we pushed north. When the wind was just right, the Marines on watch, including myself, could hear the screams and moans coming from that area. Spooky as hell.

Haven’t told this to no one other than my wife who was there when this happened. My brother was a combat seal he passed away when he was only 57 . I was heart broken that I not only lost my big brother but the person who made me who I am today . He was my recruiter choked me into the marines at 17 . After a few months after his death I was asking for a sign that he still exists- a few seconds later a loud frog noise came from my left side between my wife and my self . The sound was so loud that it awaken my wife who immediately turned to me and stated “ is there a frog in the bed ?” I started to cry because it was the sign that confirmed he is still with us !!! What do they call seals? FROGMEN!!!! Semper fi big brother RIP and to those in his team Wherever you are ….

I was in Afghanistan in late 09, was doing guard watch at a checkpoint, myself and 4 other Marines + one translator. we had orders to keep everyone from passing through the checkpoint. It was close to 11:30pm, we heard shuffling, like sandals on dirt, but we didn't see anyone. Out of nowhere this little old lady was walking towards us, we began yelling at her to stop, and had weapons ready. Our translator said she was talking to herself, saying her home was this way....her home was this way. We had him order her away, and kept repeating "My home is this way" but turned back to where she came and wandered off, the village she kept talking about had been completely demolished 6 weeks prior, 10 dead none survived.

I’m alone, on my couch and those whispers come on.... 😳 don’t EVERRR do that to us again!!

Afghanistan is known as “ The graveyard of empires “ for a reason. Countless wars have been fought there over the centuries, an unending cycle of death that has stained the land with blood.

I love your stories , it’s definitely paranormal,around where I live there are a lot of Native American Indian burial mounds,a friend of mine just could not resist and decided to dig in one ,the very next morning he was in the hospital with a blood clot in his upper leg ,he almost lost it he lost the use of his sexual organ, him and his wife started fighting,he lost his job ,and within 4 months he hung himself in the little garage outside his house ,and that curse carried on downward to his stepson who tried to burn the house down saying that the voices told him to ,the moral of this story is let the dead rest especially when they have died a tragic death .all of this happened in my little town called elgin Kansas .

From one veteran to another, it's an honor to watch your videos. I was army at fort Campbell, Kentucky. 11B. Infantry. Air assault. Very cool.

As a vet, Thank You. These videos may be paranormal but they educate EVERYONE in America and around the world. I heard of this story while I was there in '09 for 'Task Force Phoenix'. Many of us heard the radio transmissions. Your facts are dead on as if you were there brother. Great Job!!! Salutes!

This dude needs to write his own books he explains the stories like he was there hes so good at this...

I believe it’s spiritual. The ppl killed there are not at rest and won’t be if nothing is done to put them at rest. Thanks for sharing

That poor dog never gets to leave.

Never went to Afghanistan, but I did a deployment to the Middle East on the USS Dwight D Eisenhower. Second oldest ship in the Navy, tons of suicides on it, combat scenarios, etc. This thing had some history and at night time, all kinds of weird stuff would happen. One particular time I was sitting in a room towards the aft of the ship and I was watching a movie on my phone. It was about 4 in the morning. There was a hatchway that was open in front of me, the only door in or out. So I’m watching the movie and all of a sudden I feel like someone is looking at me in the doorway. So I looked up and standing in the doorway was a HUGE silhouette of something staring right at me. It had to be close to 7 or 8 feet tall, it looked like one of the ringwraiths on LOTR. I’m just frozen. By the time I could process exactly what I was looking at, the thing floated to the right of the doorway behind the wall. I jump up, run to the doorway and look both ways down the P-way of the ship. See nothing. So of course, I nope out of there and ran to my work center and there was some people up working at night that I knew, including my chief, who was one of the most practical, solid men I’ve still ever known to this day. He can see I’m visibly freaked, so he says, “What’s going on, Randles?” So I reluctantly tell him what I saw, just waiting for the barrage of heckling from him and the guys. Instead my chief gets this knowing smile and says “Ohhhh, you met Little Man!” I said wtf is a little man? He says, “Little man is a big black shadow that walks around the boat at night. I done met him a few times.” And just continues working. The other sailors are just standing there looking really freaked out because if chief vouched, then something is up.” Needless to say I never went back in that room again, day or night. Love your channel dude! New subscriber. Thank you for your service.

I ain’t gonna lie when I heard that whisper it made me look around. I thought someone was whispering behind me😂

haha that whispering was super creepy in my headphones thank you for that.

My pepaw was in the navy he survived pearl harbor..my favorite thing to do was listen to his stories..he would sit with me and make animal shapes out of my play do..and I don't just mean that they resembled the animals he made full blown mini sculptures with perfect details using toothpicks..I saved every one as long as I could but they would all eventually crumble 😔 as I got older he would widdel them out of wood..his name was Monty Blue Simons..his stories of WW2 and the things he went through and overcome have given me the strength to get through a lot of really bad things that have happened to me..he's been gone now most my adult life but those moments just sitting and playing play do with him and listening to his amazing brave adventures as a Navy soldier and him just being my pepaw on a daily basis really helped shape me as the person I would grow up to be before I even knew it..sometimes the simplest moments with your loved ones are the most important in your life only you may not realize it till years later..my pepaw was and still is my hero!!..your story telling reminds me of him so much and for that I can't say thank you enough 💙

When he got to the part saying the guy felt like someone was right behind him my dad came out of nowhere behind me and scared the mess out of me🤣

I was at Kandahar Airfield in 2007/08. One night just after I finished work at midnight, I went for my usual walk around the track to relax before hitting the sack. I was walking passed the derelict, bullet riddled Soviet made hangars when I noticed someone walking towards me about 150m away. I figured he was just another late night walker at this point. As the figure grew close enough, I noticed he was wearing a Soviet era Afghanka uniform and had an AK-74 slung over his shoulder and .... his legs faded away to nothing below the knees! I was stunned in disbelief as the figure passed right by me( giving me a brief static like chill) without any sign of acknowledgement. I kept my eyes on the figure until he faded away to nothing about 15m behind me . I thought I was seeing things from not sleeping well until I met others who had seen a spectral Soviet soldier.

Going into the marines good to know I'm fighting ghosts now.

New subscriber from India, loved your story telling style Sir. Paranormal activities are for real, people might joke about it but it's for real. Please search for "Harbhajan Singh ji " from Indian Army. He died in 1965 during Sino Indian war. He was from 23rd Punjab Regiment, and his own spirit helped the Indian Army to find his body. Have heard it from Indian soldiers that he still guards the border and protect Indian soldiers from dangers. He got promoted to Major and used to get annual leaves every year. He also has a temple built by the locals and is known as Baba Harbhajan Singh. If you or your friends ever visit India, do visit that place to confirm. Love from India 🙏🏼❤️

I did 2 tours and i was Afghanistan in 09...i heard this story 1,000 times and each time it was different lol. I love my brothers in every branch but they can’t keep a story straight for shit lol. Im glad you broke it down for me properly finally. 🤝

Dude, seriously, jesus your story was scary enough, then you add those damn whispers that made me shit myself lmfao.

Had an army friend tell me about his time in the Middle East and they saw a little girl every time they would land (he and some of the troop) and she was like a harbinger of ambushes or death.. she would disappear but reappear multiple times along their routes whenever trouble was nearby. Scary shit

I remember walking to the PX in the middle of the night during the summer in Baghdad, and I walked through a cold patch. Got chills all over my body and ran the rest of the way there. I could feel someone watching me. I worked nights and would also get woken up by a man yelling my first name when I was sleeping days and everybody was at work. You could hear people walking on the rocks so you always knew when someone was outside. It wasnt someone outside.

As a Marine, I was stationed at Pearl Harbor. We had supernatural occurrences very regularly.

Being a 31 year old man can I just say I have mad respect for the young teens and twenty somethings that served overseas? Like serious MAD RESPECT! Thank you for your service!

I heard stories of this base while over seas. The locals even warn some of the soldiers there.

I like smoking and have Mr Ballen playing through my speakers when I heard that whispering I had to change my boxers 😂

Ghosts are exponentially scarier when they have RPGs and machine guns. 😱

As strange as it sounds,never underestimate or ignore a dog as they are on a level far beyond our own.

This the first I've heard you served, though I'm not sure how much you talk about it in your videos. Thank you for your service. Respect.

I’m not ex military (huge respect for anyone who is or was) however when a mate and I drove through Salisbury Plain on our way to Stonehenge with his wife and kid in the back seat we drove through a HUGE column of Roman legionaries, hundreds of them with full armour on officers on horseback too, marching towards us. It was pitch black and a little bit misty and they lit up as clear as day with the headlights. Awesome sight and as we all saw it together no one argued against it. Pretty awesome sight !

Afghanistan is an ancient place with ancient secrets that has seen bloodshed of all kinds since time immemorial. Awesome story

When I enlisted in the Canadian Army back in late 1979. I was seventeen and green as $. After basic training, eleven weeks, we then went on to what was called TQ3 Infantry Training. To give you an idea of just how insanely tough it was, a US Army Sgt. described its level as being the same as US Army Ranger Training. Four weeks into our training, our platoon was put on active standby for the war in Afghanistan. The Soviets had come in hard and fast. I vividly recall the shocked looks on the other future soldiers/ghosts if we had been sent over. It's not something you will see in any history books, but it was real enough for the sixty-three of us who stood in the main hallway at attention I recall the stories of the British soldiers who were stationed at our base. Tales of their insane tours of Northern Ireland, that I still easily recall. Is this story true? Absolutely.

It's 1130pm here..Listening to your story...I can't sleep anymore... More stories please..😁

I spent 2 deployments in Helmand province as a marine corps infantryman. Not only myself, but almost every dude from my platoon experienced hauntingly creepy shit at night at our outpost that was built alongside an old Afghan prison. Even the Taliban we detained and kept there would freak out and even cry because they said it was haunted. They were war fighters afraid of ghosts. At first I didn’t take it seriously. Until events started happening that I still can’t explain today. The things that happened were experienced by all of us not just myself. At first I chalked it up to lack of sleep and malnourishment. But then things began getting worse and more frequent to the point where I would see people walking up to our cop and when I would use my thermal vision there was nobody there. I heard people walking on my post and I would run out with my rifle thinking it was Taliban and nobody would be there. Then there was a ghost we all would see so frequently we would joke about it (as if we weren’t actually scared shitless). There was something sinister there.

I'd trust any dog named ugly betty

Love how he says leave e comment and he’ll get back to as many of us as he can. I’ve spent the time to go through mang of the first comments and he usually only replies to one or 2, rarely a few. But I geg it? He’s a busy dude and he’s generous with all the money and success. He gives back so much and deserves everything I has. He must have such an amazing family that he treats like gold.

I was an infantry marine spent time in al anbar / Fallujah. I saw a phantom what i assumed was a marine several times...would be on post in the middle of the night and would see a guy a kitted up come walking around from the fob building and would go walk around a corner where there was a dead end nowhere to go, would send my post buddy to check it out and there would be nothing. That was the last month of deployment, until that point ghosts were the last thing on my mind so who knows how much I missed

I’m originally from Afghanistan, but now I live in the US. I believe Afghanistan is one of the creepiest countries in the world because of all the eerie things I’ve seen and heard there. For instance, I knew two women from a village who seemed to be haunted by ghosts. These women couldn’t speak any language other than their native one, yet when possessed, one of them would suddenly start speaking Hindi, which is odd because she had never been exposed to Hindi through TV or any other means. She also exhibited violent behavior towards herself. Once, when asked why she was doing this while possessed, she said it was revenge because someone had accidentally killed her child. I have many more stories like this to share.

It’s paranormal. OP Rock is a place where consistent battle and trauma has occurred that place is probably reliving the past horrors over and over again. Maybe places can suffer PTSD too just like any living thing that’s gone through horrific events.

That whisper is something serious when you have headphones in and you’re by yourself 😅😅

If that finale was real, that has to be THE MOST and craziest paranormal experience anyone's had in history. One of them at least.

I am a Marine veteran. I served 24 years ago. I have quietly heard these stories.

Having been involved in firefights in combat zones, weird and unexplainable things have happened. After 26 years in the Army and now retired for two decades, I, and others on the spot, can not explain a number of incidents. I summarized these experiences by simply concluding no matter how weird, the greatest evil still remains with how humans can poorly treat other humans.

This is why ancient traditions say to honor and respect your fallen enemies.

My uncle fought in Afghanistan and heard a lot of stories about different observation points and how stressful it is to be stationed at one. He also told me about this exact story which he had heard down the grapevine. It was quite a spooky story if I do say so myself.

You sucked me into this story, and I appreciate you telling us this. When I was listening to thing I was in the basement, and I just kept looking around me, and scanning the dark rooms and hallways. I got soo paranoid after listening to this. Good story, keep up the good work.

I swear Mr ballen could tell a story of paint drying and have us all on the edge of our seats he's that good 💯

RIP to the 3 men whom gave their lives for us. Thanks to you as well Mr Ballen for your service & to any service men or women who see this ! 🇺🇸

I was in Afghanistan 2008 thru 2010 as a civilian contractor for the MRAP program. I spent over half that time at FOB Konduz. This story reminds me of something a detachment of Seabees found while they were there expanding the perimeter of the base. Being prior Navy myself, I'd befriended a few few of the guys. They told me that they'd unearthed an underground facility of some kind that the Russians had left. They said that it was full of machinery and vehicles. The Army wasn't interested and told the Seabees to bury it back. I had been told by some local workers on the FOB that the whole area had been an industrial complex the Russians built and tore down when they left. Anyway, Afghanistan is one horrid and creepy place.

Thank you for your service! I'm a new found fan, I can't stop watching, your narrative skills are mesmerizing and incredibly respectful to the people and their stories!

I used to take a dog with me whenever I had tower guard duty at night while I was stationed in khost Afghanistan. I used to see and hear weird shit happen at 3 a.m. Sometimes the radio would pick up weird crackling.

when you are literally living and sleeping in a mass graveyard.

Few years later, this is still one of my most favorites Mr.Ballen stories!

Man even if some people may be skeptical if stories like these or are just skeptical in general when it comes to topics like this I think it truly paints a picture of so many things that go on in wartime that aren’t thought about enough by the average civilian. When war is talked about the first thought it always shooting and killing people. And things like literally sleeping on dirt away from society for weeks on end just trying to do your job really make me step back and think about the countless amount of things I take for granted every single day of my life. I work on an offshore drilling rig in the middle of the Indian Ocean and I stay there for a month and then come back to the states for a month and there are days in my ignorant mind that I think I live a somewhat “rough” way of life and then stories like this slap me right in the face with how idiotic my thoughts are. Thank you to any and everyone who has spent any amount of their time serving their country 💙❤️💙

That was seriously disturbing, I feel so sorry for the Marine who believes he is cursed, what a terrible place, the Taliban probably knew of its reputation. RIP those Marines who died after that tour.

A take on the normal paranormal tale. My Dad was in Nam. His until was hit with multiple land mines from the enemy. My Dad caught the second and third blasts. His mom couldn't sleep that night. She gets up and goes down stairs and sees my Dad in his dress blues. Mind you he was over in Vietnam actively dying from his wounds.

At Fort Bliss I worked with the S3 here and there and their NCOIC at the time was a guy I knew well. We went to NTC in 2020 to prepare for a deployment and on one of my guard shifts on the .50 I kept hearing someone walking by the 113 I was on. I just figured it was guys going to take leaks and ignored it but it kept happening to where I realized it was kinda weird how I kept hearing someone walk by so the next time it happened I looked over and I see the S3 NCOIC walking by. So I whisper/yell over to him asking why he keeps walking by the 113 and if he’s good. Mind you I have nods on so I can’t see great but I know it’s him. He looks at me and says “yeah I’m great” but I got this terrifying rush of dread when he said it and it took me a second but when I process what I’m seeing I can see a ton of blood on his uniform and there’s a baseball sized hole in the side of his head. I yank my nods up and there’s no one there. I pull my nods back and he’s gone. He got out right before we deployed. He killed himself by gunshot wound 2 weeks after that.

This was my first time watching Mr Ballen and I’ve been hooked ever since. Fantastic storytelling

Mr. Ballen has a way of pulling his listeners into whatever story he is telling and it’s just like your there. This story had me in its grip and I almost had an anxiety attack. This is the best , I have never been so captivated.

Having been in the British Army, I was stationed for a short time at OP Rock. I’ve heard the stories but I didn’t experience anything myself. The area does have a very depressing atmosphere like somethings telling you to leave.

I was out of the British Army during this time. But I experienced ghostly phenomena in my Camps in Germany and the. UK.

This is definitely paranormal. Airborne! All The Way, Sir