Creepiest thing that has happened to you that you can not explain?

I've had four or 5 freaky things happen to me during my lifetime. Some much more scary than others. The first thing was 'just' a premonition one. I swear this is true:
In the 80's when I was about 15 we lived in West London and i was looking after our house while my parents were on their annual holiday in Wales for 2 weeks. I'm an only child and had been allowed to have my best mate to stay with me for company. Had reached an age where i didn't want to go on hols with mum and dad! The house had descended into quite a mess (not surprisingly with two 15 year olds in charge for 2 weeks) and we intended to clean up on the last day. Sprawled in the middle of it all watching telly one hot afternoon at the beginning of the 2nd week i suddenly had the clearest image of my parents in their car traveling home at a certain point in the road about half an hour away.

I shot out of the chair and shouted to best mate ''start clearing up my mum and dad will be here in about half an hour!!!''. Friend was but got up and began to help. I flew around like a thing possessed and we got the place looking .... ok. Sure enough my parents walked in about half an hour after i'd 'seen' them in my mind and said they were home early because it ha rained constantly and the holiday cottage was a bit manky. They joked they'd not warned us because they wanted to see how we were looking after the place ..... they were impressed we'd hoovered recently ...

@OfTheNight how utterly tragic.

I will keep this as short as possible

I had a flat share with 2 friends when a student. Ground floor flat.They shared a room, I had my own. Will call them B and L

Went out one Wednesday night, L didn’t drink but B and I consumed many cocktails. Back at flat we were all in B and L’s room. L went to the bathroom, B and I laughing about something.

We both felt someone coming into the room, we both turned to tell L what we were laughing about. No-one there. We looked at each other then felt it again.

L returned to find us hysterical. L tried to calm us down and tried to come up with rational explanations.

Went to bed, that night I felt someone walking round my room and sitting on my bed. The next morning we decided that part probably was the effect of the cocktails.

A few days later we went upstairs to pay rent to landlady who lived upstairs with her family- she was very excited to show us some magazines from the 1940’s. They were renovating the cellar and had found a bricked up room and these magazines were in it.

This happened on the Wednesday afternoon a few hours before our incident.

That weekend I went away, the floor in the corner of my room collapsed- it was directly over the bricked up room. So the builders bricked it back up.

My cousin was incredibly intelligent and especially good at maths. When it came to his A levels though, he wouldn’t do any work, he skipped classes and failed to turn in any assignments. When my auntie challenged him he said there was no point in him doing the work because he was going to die early.

My auntie was really worried and thought he was depressed and took him to the GP to get support. Irrespective of who he talked to, he just kept insisting that he wasn’t depressed or suicidal but he knew he was going to die early.

He was an out going and happy guy and didn’t outwardly exhibit any typical signs of being mentally unwell. He just had this knowledge of when his time was up.

He never took his exams, despite being so gifted. He continued to tell my auntie not to worry about his future because he wasn’t going to have one.

He died aged 19. He was queuing for a taxi when another young man (very drunk) started a fight. My cousin got involved and was punched in the back of the head. He then hit his head on the curb and the combined injuries killed him.

Upstairs in our house and we occasionally get a strong smell of cigarette smoke. It got so bad that I thought my dh was smoking again and he thought the same as me, although we have never smoked in the house

We have experienced that exact same thing. Both my partner and I have noticed it. Thought it was my son smoking out of his bedroom window but popped my head around his bedroom door and he was sound asleep. None of the neighbours smoke. Only ever smelt it at night or early morning and always when we are in bed. It lasts for some time too so can't be a person passing the house - we also live rurally on a very quiet road. Odd.

Does anyone remember a different post from the original woodland story thread, it was quite a long post about someone staying in a house where they could see a ghost, but it was only at the end where it he ghost noticed that they had been seen and screamed no! But the ghost had no eyes or something like that, it was ages ago so can’t remember details but it was a goodun. Sure it was posted in the same Savernake thread so hopefully someone here remembers it

The woodland story, is that the one that is titles something like 'weird or not'
It was of the lady who had her friends come and stay, with the weird neighbours and the people who wanted to buy the property? Or is the woodland story something else?

www.mumsnet.com/Talk/am_i_being_unreasonable/a1952232-to-think-were-all-going-to-be-mudered
This one creeped me out

@TheFog my dd is similar... she was born on my deceased grandmother's birthday and was an incredibly early talker. She used to talk about being an old lady "before". One day we were driving and she said "I like it when you drive me, when you were a baby I used to drive you places". She's 3 now and hasn't talked about her life as an old woman for ages, I'm not a believer in the supernatural but I do like to think the bit of dna she inherited from my grandmother is strong!

@KTB19 it's been posted earlier on this thread by teapotcollection.

@AvalancheKit, what are those elements corroborative of?

Walking the dog up on likely moor, we started at the cow and calf and walked to the 12 apostles, which is an ancient stone circle. The stones are quite small, and if you didn’t know what it was, you might miss it.

Anyway, the whole area from the cow and calf is littered with rocks, and the dog was happily running over them, and sniffing round them. Until we got to the circle. He stopped dead, hackles up, growling and barking and refused point blank to enter the circle. As soon as we walked away he was back to happily sniffing round and clambering over the rocks.

The woodland story is the strongest one on MN, I recall that poster well but it was some time ago. It has four important and corroborative elements in my experience. The first is that it came out of nowhere, unexpected, no hint of auto suggestion. The second is the physical characteristic of light not behaving normally (the torch light in that story). Thirdly a sense of dread, overwhelming and of a type never felt before. Lastly, a counterbalancing presence of calm, strength and guidance. These two go together but the dread is there first.

@notsureneversure I remember it said it in the thread as the op replied but just not immediately in the story.

Does anyone have the link to the avalanche story, I would love to read it.

@Thankgoodness1 she’s 10months. But when she’s in her sleeping bag she can never get herself up, when I saw her sitting up I almost screamed.

I once came home from school and all the posters were stacked neatly on my bed. The window was open so my mum said the wind must have blown them off the walls, but how would they have ended up neatly stacked up? And we're talking about 20 or 30 posters.

When I tell this story, people always say my mum must have been playing a joke but she's just not that sort of person, she's very serious and stoic. No one else in the house.

It really creeped me out for years.

Recklessrocket - how old is your daughter?

I keep trying to convince myself that she learnt to sit up in her cot and that she fell out of bed, nothing more nothing less but it just doesn’t add up!! The worst thing about it which is keeping me up is, on the 24th my uncle who I am not close to past away and it would of been his birthday today. He never knew about my daughter.

The strangest thing that’s ever happened to me was tonight!
At around 1am I was woken up by my daughter talking, she was sitting up awake in her cot ( she can’t not sit herself up) I freaked out and put her straight in bed with me. Come 2am she’s woke up screaming and is sitting up on the floor! Not the type of oh I’ve fallen out of bed I’m hurt scream but the type of somebody’s woke me up and now I’m P**D scream. I woke my DP who was asleep on the sofa who then came running in to say something freaky has been happening to him in the living room too!! ( he had been having dreams of a ghost dragging him around ) a hour and half later and I still can’t get back to sleep.

I have a few. We lived in a pub that used to be a courthouse, the cellar was a mortuary at one point. There was also a priest hole, a hidden tunnel and there is a memorial on the moors for someone that was killed by a gun borrowed from the landlord of the pub at the time
To add, my dad is the least woo person ever and ended up naming the "ghost" Matthew. When ever anything went missing we would be "FFS Matthew, put it BACK"

My dad has locked up the pub, and there was a hallway to the toilets with a sort of frosted glass door. He saw a shadow and stood back saying "after you" as we always did, before realising the time and everyone had left. He opened the door and the shadow vanished

Again, pub locked up. Candles on every table and it was end of night habit to put the candles out then turn off the lights to check none left burning which would set off the alarm . Dad put them all out, went upstairs and the alarm went off. Went back downstairs to find a candle lit. Blew it out, and chucked the candle out the holder. Went back upstairs, alarm went off. Back downstairs, candle back in holder and lit. Dad "Matthew, I'm tired, stop it"

Waitress spotted a small child on her own and went to see if she was lost as she was crying. Child vanished, crying carried on. Waitress handed her notice in

The weirdest one I experienced there was I kept catching a glimpse out the corner of my eye of a man holding a knife up, raised as if he was going to stab me. I ended up going in to my parents room sobbing because this vision/thing wouldn't go away. Must have been about 19 and I was so terrified I slept on the floor at the end of their bed

@tazzy73 it's Loftus Hall, known as the most haunted house in Ireland.

The night my mum died we were all sitting in her room, myself DS and DF, it was 1am, we had settled dad down on a chair with a blanket, I went and bought tea and my sister went to the loo, that was adjoined to my mums room. I came back, settled in a chair holding her hand, when my sister flew out of the bathroom because the shower came on by itself, the noise woke my dad, I sat up and my mums breathing changed and slowed, and stopped, I said to my dad that I thought she had gone, and she breathed again, grunted “ not yet” breathed for 5 minutes and then slipped peacefully off.
The following night, my grandad stood at the foot of my bed, told me that he had come for my mum but she heard my voice and wouldn’t leave, but she was safe and well in their care now.
My grand daughter was 3, we were taking her to a park near where I grew up, my mum had died before she was born so there was no link to that area at all. As we went past the bottom of the road she sad “ nanny, do you remember when we lived there......and I was your mum?” Both myself and DH made her repeat it twice!

I was visiting my niece who was working on a boat at Airlie Beach in the Whitsundays, Qld. She had a campervan and was writing a book, which I was reading through, checking for errors. One warm night we were sitting in the campervan in a huge caravan park just out of Airlie Beach. It had small roads with street lights, grey nomads, back packers, all sorts of people camped there. Next to the caravan park was a supermarket and some shops.

Late one night I was sitting at the end of the bed and she was sitting near the front of the campervan facing me. We were quietly working on the book when she yelled out to me to look. Next door there was a large car and caravan, the car was parked away from the caravan and about about three metres from us. She looked frightened and said she saw a dark figure walk from the other side of the caravan, past the gap and the car, then it walked across the road in a semi circle. She said she though it was casing us. There was a small street light and she said it disappeared as two people walking along the road past my niece’s campervan came into our view. My niece is pretty gutsy and said she would show me what she saw. She went outside and walked behind the next door camper van, then I could see her walk past the gap and past the car and then she walked the semi circle.

We talked about it for awhile and finally got back to the book. About ten minutes later I felt hot and took my jumper off and as I pulled it over my head I glanced towards the small open window. This thing was standing right outside the window and looked like it was about to come in the door. It was so close I could have leant over and touched it through the window.

I have seen many strange things but I have never seen anything that freaked me out like this. It was a dark figure with a round head. As I shrieked out it disappeared.

The next day my niece spoke to some backpackers about what we saw. One of them said haven’t we noticed the bad vibes around the caravan park. My niece and I had seen people arguing, even the friendly older couple parked across this road from us had been in a shouting argument with two other people.

We only stayed a few days after that, it was on our minds. A visit o the toilets in the middle of the night meant a walk down this road. I think it would still have been around though we wouldn’t have known.

When ds2 was little he used to get very ill with his tonsils on a regular basis and often needed hospital treatment.
One such night my DH was away for work and my best friend came over to help me take turns watching ds during the night.
Earlier that day we had received the sad news that my uncle had died. He was a giant of a man and very funny (if a little inappropriate at times).
Anyway we were up talking while the dc has gone to bed, it was late. Ds2 came down the stairs upset and cuddled up to me. His pain relief was wearing off had his temperature was creeping up again. Suddenly he bursts out laughing starring at and engaging with the empty chair in the corner.
My friend and I look at each other as it was very strange. When I asked him what he was looking at he said the funny giant.
We were terrified. The thing is when my uncle had visited he had sat in that chair as it was the only chair that could accommodate his size! DS had never met him as he lived a good distance away and rarely visited.