To ask you to tell me the weirdest/spookiest thing you’ve experience

[NotSoJollyChristmas]

I’ve heard children speaking in my dds room when she’s the only child, there was no tv etc that could have made the voices

[scaredy42]

I don't believe in woo stuff but I am the jumpiest person alive, haha.

When I worked in a very old (supposedly 'haunted') pub, there were a couple of times I thought the perv landlord had come down from upstairs and grabbed my arse on the way past while I was working a completely dead close shift... except he wasn't there (the way the bar was shaped, he would have been visible if he'd gone past me), I was alone in the bar, and I had definitely felt something touch me.

If I'm being rational I'd say I was letting the supposed-hauntedness get to me and imagining things, but it felt very real and I was a bit spooked. Never did like going to the cellar by myself!

[foreverandalways]

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[Moonflower12345]

I met my spirit guide! Honestly I am the least woo person ever and would have laughed you out of the room before it happened. And I always assumed it would be an animal anyway

I had failed my driving test 3 times and in sheer desperation I went for hypnotherapy to try to help my nerves. As I was under (not even sure if that is the right term?) he appeared. An old man, I felt so comfortable with him, like I knew who he was and he was so, so familiar to me.

I'm still a bit side eye about it all, but I know 100% what I experienced was absolutely real. And yes, I did pass on the next go!

[Historyfan]

I fell pregnant with twins but lost twin two at ten weeks
It was a high risk pregnancy and I was on red alert all the way through
I gave birth to a fine strapping baby and we brought him home
All fine
What wasn’t is for months after we would hear a baby crying (the sound came from upstairs if we where downstairs and from downstairs if we where in bed)
Nobody in our street had a baby so it wasn’t that-if we’d heard it as a one off,we would have put it down to a baby being pushed down the street but it was at least five times a day-we all heard it-it wasn’t me going mad
It seemed to stop when he hit 6 months old-I guess we’ll never know what it was

[TwoLeftSocksWithHoles]

Well that's weird... @foreverandalwsys just said exactly what I was going to say...

[Elouera]

My father died suddenly when we were on a holiday. On return to our house, the kitchen clock had stopped at the exact time he died!

My grandmother had her great aunt visit, sit down for a chat and said goodbye. The phone rang, telling my nan, that the aunt had just died, so couldn't have been in her house minutes earlier!

[SmidgenofaPigeon]

I had a miscarriage last year and shortly after had a very vivid dream. I was crying because I was trying to hang on to these bits of baby (like tissue paper) but they kept flying away on the breeze. I heard a giggle behind me and there was a little toddler boy reaching his arms out to me. I wanted to pick him up but it would mean letting go of the last bits of paper. I did, and really really felt this very real and very solid boy in my arms. That dream honestly brought me so much comfort.

I got pregnant again three months later, always knew it was a boy. He’s due in a few weeks.

We used to live in an old Victorian house, my dad would hear children playing in our bedrooms when we weren’t there, and we’d see a little black cat that would disappear like a plume of smoke down the stairs. I found a tiny musical box that had children’s teeth and some hair under the floorboards, we looked under there because it played two notes of the tune, we’d lived there for three years.

[bambootortoise]

Ohh I was just hoping for a new spooky thread!

[itsnotmeitsu]

Visiting Castleton[?] in the Peak District, we were walking past a school. I looked to the side to say something to my husband, and then looked forwards again. As I turned forwards again, a dark shape passed me between the school and the road. I began to apologise for nearly bumping into them, and there was nothing there.

[glittereyelash]

After my mother died I immediately became overwhelmed with memories of the past. The memories arnt mine they are my mother's and I wasn't present or even born for a lot of them. It was really unsettling at first but as time has passed the memories are less clear so it doesnt freak me out as much.

[Diddumz]

Shortly after moving, I heard a grandfather clock ticking at random times. It didn't seem to be connected to plumbing or any other household sounds.

Dh only heard it once.

It was very spooky.

It stopped eventually.

[FlowerPower3110]

Ohhh I like spooky threads like this

I'm afraid I don't have much to add, but I'll be reading with interest!

[SindySlim]

I was going through a really tough time in my pregnancy and my mother said everything would be ok and the next thing the lights start flickering on her walls and she said grandad? Very matter of fact
..they flickered again and she said hes always there for us!!

When I was a child i seen 2 men in my room clear as anything- i ran out- i even remember the route i took to avoid them- and went to my parents room i remember them both clear as anything. Noone i recognised but i still can picture them now!!!

[Mybalconyiscracking]

I took my 3yo DD to the top of a hill near our home and we were looking at the view. She said “Mummy, who is that lady?” I looked and could not see anyone. The ground was just low scrub so nowhere to hide. I said “I can’t see a lady.” DD replied “There Mummy, she’s crying.” Pointing down the hill at nothing I could see. There had been a woman raped, murdered and dumped near that hill just a few months before.
Same child absolutely refused to go into the church at Chawton because of “The Shadow..”
When I looked at her, I could see her eyes were focussed on something, but there wasn’t anything there.

[MulberrySquash]

@bambootortoise

Ohh I was just hoping for a new spooky thread!

Me too. I've just finished the 40 page thread in Classics.

Spooky

[polkadotdasies88]

I was about 7 years old and my neighbour was babysitting me. My mum had a large vase of artificial poppies in the living room, we were sat watching TV and all of a sudden all the poppies just shifted, as though a breeze past through them. I didn't feel remotely scared by it (unusual as I was a v anxious child!) There was no windows open or anything that could explain what caused them to move. The next day our neighbour came over to say she'd had a call to say her Aunty had passed away the night before, at exactly the time the poppies moved. Her Aunty absolutely loved poppies, her garden was full of them! Needles to say my mum has never thrown the artificial poppies away...

[Farevalah]

Following. Love a good spooky thread, 👻

[chipsarnie]

Some years ago I was sat in the lobby of a hotel on the Dutch coast near Den Haag. I idly looked out of the window just as a jeep pulled up with two WW2 British soldiers sat in it. I thought they were re-enactors, so I went out to look at their vehicle. In the 10 seconds it took to go outside, they and the jeep had vanished.

We've also got a piano that plays random notes in the dead of night (I'm quite desperate to attribute that to mice )

[VeryQuaintIrene]

My mum died of covid last year in the UK (I am in US). I used to call her "Old Bat" as an affectionate nickname, and about a month after she died, I was sitting in my kitchen and a bat flew through the open back door, through the kitchen, around the living room and straight through the front door. I've never even seen a bat round where I live, much less have one come into the house in 16 years of living there. I felt such comfort and relief- I really believe she was coming back to let me know that she was free of pain and fine wherever she is now.

[yacketyyak]

Shameless place mark 👻

[MyGrassIsBrowner]

My uncle died a few years ago, he was an electrician by trade. During the funeral service all of the lights in the chapel started flickering. Of course it could have been a total coincidence but I like to think it was him messing with the wiring!

[LaLaLoopsyLoo]

I was on a FaceTime call to my mum. Had my back to the door so you could see the doorway behind me on the iPad. I was home alone with my toddler DD, all doors and windows were locked. While we were chatting a man walked past the doorway behind me. He was tall and very pale, dressed in a khaki outfit. I went quiet for a second and had the most horrible feeling of ice cold fear running up and down my spine. My mum suddenly asked me who the man was that just walked past the doorway behind me. I chucked the iPad, grabbed my DD and ran out of the house. Later on my mom described him as tall and pale and said he was wearing brown clothing 😱

[plodalong12]

@Elouera

My father died suddenly when we were on a holiday. On return to our house, the kitchen clock had stopped at the exact time he died!

My grandmother had her great aunt visit, sit down for a chat and said goodbye. The phone rang, telling my nan, that the aunt had just died, so couldn't have been in her house minutes earlier!

The first thing you said also happened when someone died in our family, the clock stopped at the exact time he died…but so did the clocks in two other households of the family, all stopped at the exact same time (it was the same clock, identical and bought for 3 family members).

[Balonzette]

Slightly different to the others, but still weird!

When I was a teenager, I had a weekly paper round - so I used to arrive home from school every Wednesday and start putting leaflets in the newspapers and when they all had their leaflets in, I'd head out and deliver them along my street. We had a big, old Victorian house which was far back from the street on a hill so sometimes was a bit creepy to be there alone (my parents wouldn't arrive home from work until a bit later), but I remember on this day, I opened the front door and immediately felt absolutely paralysed with fear. I just had the strongest, unexplainable feeling that I shouldn't enter the house. I was desperate for a wee but I just knew I couldn't go in. It's hard to explain but I just KNEW something awful was going to happen if I went inside. It was like a warning coming from the very core of my being. There was no way I could have gone in, I can't explain it. It was such an intense certainty.

Luckily the leaflets and newspapers were left by the front door after being sent there, so I just sat by the front door (with the front door wide open) to put the leaflets in, singing to myself shakily to try to make myself feel less scared. Put the leaflets in at record speed and I got out of there as soon as I could to do the paper round.

When I arrived home, I was relieved to find that everything felt normal again. My dad was in his little office downstairs where he always went to finish off his work when he got in. I said hi, and went up to my room, to find it absolutely ransacked. Cupboards open, stuff everywhere. Confused, I started running through all the rooms in the house and found them in the same state. We had been burgled! (My dad hadn't noticed when he came in as the hall seemed fine, and he went directly to the office. He always took his laptop and phone and folders to work with him, so when he was at work the office was literally just a room containing a desk and chair, with nothing to rummage through or take).

Dad called the police and they found bags of stolen goods in our garden! Everything was still in the garden except one necklace which they'd got away with. The police said they must have been inside when I got home, and they'd heard me arrive home, they'd panicked and waited for me to leave, and as soon as I (finally) finished the leaflets and left, they'd dumped what they'd stolen and escaped, obviously assuming I'd already discovered the burglary and called the police.

To this day I feel spooked by the whole thing. How did I know they were there? The fear I felt entering the house and the absolute certainty that I couldn't go inside was like nothing I'd ever experienced before. They'd broken in around the back, and there was absolutely no sign from the front of the house or in the entrance hall that anything was amiss at all. Yet that day, I knew there was something in there that wasn't right, and I KNEW I'd be hurt if I went inside my home.

It still freaks me out thinking about it. I know (and knew since the minute I opened that door) that something really bad would have happened to me if I had told myself not to be stupid and just entered my house that day. I'll never do anything that doesn't feel 'right', now, or that I have a bad feeling about. I'll never doubt my instincts! Nothing like this has happened since though, something so overwhelming and certain.

[ButchMacgregor]

@VeryQuaintIrene This made me well up a bit. Loving this thread!