What is the strangest thing that has happened to you?

I lived in a spooky old house when I was a student in the 80s (though funnily I never felt scared to be alone there).

Anyway, my friend had a spate of things going missing from her room - a necklace, her uniform for the canteen job she was doing, a hat. Various bits I can't remember.

We all got very very drunk one night and were talking about Donna's terrible theft experiences and put it down to a light fingered ghost who had nicked all the things. We then drew a hilarious pic of the said ghost and pinned it on the notice board above the fire in her room. I didn't say anything at the time, but the final pic really quite freaked me out... it looked very real.

The next day, the necklace which was amongst the items missing, had mysereriously reappeared on the mantelpiece.

The uniform never turned up though. Ghost obviously had a fetish for the canteen look.

Marvellous thread. Can I have the rights to the book?

great thread! has sent shivers down my spine!

i have a few.

when i was 6 weeks old i was asleep in my cot in my parents room, with them in bed next to me. my dad was asleep but my mum couldn't sleep for some reason. she saw a figure come into the room and look into my cot. she wasnt scared or anything, she said it just felt peaceful. the next morning they got a phone call to say my nan had died and my mum thinks it was my nan coming to check on me and to say goodbye.

then when i was 17, my other nana died, she had been poorly in hospital for quite some time. at 4am the day she died, i was woken up by my stereo switching itself on really loudly, i sleepily turned it off but couldn't get back to sleep as i was suddenly overcome by a wave of sadness. i went to school that day as normal and when i got home my mum told me that my nana had died. at 4am that day. i have never told my mum what happened to this day.

i also think i saw a ghost once. as a teenager, i used to come home from school but no one would be in as my parents used to work till about 5 or 6. so sometimes used to have a fag at the end of the garden while no one was in (naughty supervixen ...i happened to glance up towards the house and saw a red haired figure standing in my brothers bedroom window, looking angry. my mum is red haired and i thought "oh shit she's home and she has caught me smoking!!" threw my fag and went sheepishly into the house expecting a bollocking. well. no one was in. to say i was freaked out was an understatement.

also, i occasionally have that sleep paralysis thing, i hate it and find it really scary, sometimes i feel like i can't breathe and i feel like i am going to have a panic attack. and the most scary episode was the first time it happened, when i was about 19 i was staying at a boyfriends house but he was at work, i was asleep lying on my side and suddenly my eyes were open but i could not move a muscle, i was terrified and then at the side of me i saw a man and to this day i do not know whether it was real or a dream and it still shits me up when i think about it now.

pedro! your story has just reminded me of a similar one. On another board I use, there is a woman who lives in NY state. Another member was going to visit NY and they talked about meeting up, but it didn't happen.

When the woman visiting had returned, she put a picture on her profile of her and her partner in Central Park. In background was the woman who lived in NY , she didn't even live in the city itself and had been there doing some shopping or something.

I know it wasn't a set up because I have myself visited the woman who lives there (went to stay at her house) and I trust her when she says they never met.

Weird, huh?

Oh yes, the call centre one reminds me. I used to work for directory enquiries after I graduated.

I was in Gloucestershire but calls came in mostly from Birmingham for some reason. We would also get a scattering from other regions.

Someone called asking for the number of one of my best friends in Buckinghamshire. So I gave it to him straight away as I knew it (very distinctive surname but they also gave the address so I was sure).

Freaked them out! Then we had a conversation about how I knew it and who they were trying to phone. Was funny.

Years ago an ex-boyfriend of mine had a flatmate called Amanda (he never really liked her because she was always miserable).

After we split up I went to live abroad to work as a nanny, the eldest child was 11 and had been on a school trip to London and was showing me his photographs.

His mum leaned over and said "God she looks miserable"

Right in the middle of one shot was Amanda, walking down Carnaby Street and yep, looking miserable!

longtalljosie- How disappointing!

My ds is called Wilfred, he was diagnosed as profoundly deaf at the age of two and a quarter, the first man my late dh worked for when he left school was a deaf man called Wilfred!!!

Vulgar - no results for her at all, and she's not on FB either. That said - there are some people at uni I've often wondered about and googled and they're not on the web.

Spending Christmas in a house where some of us heard babies crying but all were asleep whenever we checked. We didn't tell each other for a few days because we thought we were being paranoid. The 3 baby monitors all stopped working on the same night too.

Seeing my mum grow young and turn to stare at me in a dream which I was woken from by a phone call telling me she had just died.

Dreaming of my grandad's death the night he died (hadn't seen him for 7 years).

Living in a house where a boiled sweet suddenly bounced down 4 flights of a spiral staircase and then onto the kitchen floor and up onto the counter where DH was making tea. Pound coins used to jump off shelves too.

DH's cousin and her DS both have fairly unusual names - but let's call them Penelope and Fred for now...

She was showing her dad some holiday pics one day, including a close-up she'd taken of some interesting graffiti on a wall above a shop. He was almost sure he'd taken a pic of the same graffiti when he'd visited the same city a while before, so he dug out the photo to have a look. As they exclaimed at the coincidence of having taken a picture of exactly the same thing, they realised that her dad's pic was a wider shot, and had captured the sign above the shop door, which read 'Penelope's Fred'...

Pigeons, that's a very scary story! Especially since the intruder could very well have had a knife or some such! Going back to sleep was possibly the safest thing you could have done

At the beginning of my third year at uni I came back to my shared house before everyone else because I had to resit an exam before the start of term.

It was a hot afternoon, I was in my bedroom in the attic and instead of revising I was having a nap on my bed. I briefly awoke, opened my eyes and saw a man in my doorway He saw me the same time I saw him and we looked at one another for a few moments.

The weird thing was my reaction. I didn't feel scared at all and after a moment or two I just closed my eyes and went back to sleep.

When I woke up the 2nd time I went downstairs and noticed I'd not shut the front door properly and it was slightly open. So it looked like it was an intruder.

I checked the house and the man had gone, everything was as it should be and nothing had been stolen.

It was very lucky as anything could have happened to me. My reaction was quite worrying and I don't understand why I wasn't scared [shocked]

Loving this thread.

Thesecondcoming, that's fascinating, does that experience have anything to do with your name?

When you said 'swallowed your tongue' I thought I hadn't heard it for years. Used to hear it from Irish people years ago. Wonder if there's a medical term for it.

The brownie one is VERY puzzling.

longtalljosie - could you google her for us? I want to know if she is younger or older than you this time.

Couple of years ago, we were trying to sell our house. Nobody interested, got fed up and took it off market. Next day had call from someone who heard thru a friend. Was couple called exactly our names, even spelt the same(slightly unusual spelling). We sold...I hope they happy there.
When I originally moved into house, some previous owners had left an ouija board, I put it outside door as soon as I found it. Vanished v quickly (mind you, was that sot of area..)

Oh I see - crikey!

Thesecondcoming - that is quite scary - could you have been having an out of body experience though? Why do you think you died?

When I was about 17 I persuaded a boyfriend to do a ouija board with me. He was very non-plussed by the whole thing. 'This is boring' he said. We both took our hands off the glass and as we did, one of the letters in the circle moved very obviously out of its place in the circle and than span around by itself. I opened my mouth to say something to my boyfriend about it and he said 'Yes I saw it, let's not talk about it!!'

Was talking to a friend at the weekend about when she was trying to book a holiday over the phone; she got talking to the woman making her booking, whose name was Thea. Friend says oh, my middle son's name is Theo because if he'd been a girl he was going to be Thea, after a dear friend I lost touch with...

You can guess the rest. They had lost touch years and years ago, Thea had moved around loads and ended up working in a call centre in Merseyside, which my friend had randomly rung to make her booking and even more randomly come through to her. They've been in touch ever since

I went to visit my sister in a remote town in Oman. I was introduced to her neighbour from Glasgow. I went home and the next week started work in an IT drop-in centre, 240 computers. I was asked if I would work late as there was no-one else. I wandered about as I was a bit bored and started speaking to a woman. She told me she had to get her IT skills up as her husband had left her and was now working in Oman. She told me the name of the company he worked for and I said that I recognised it as the lorries passed my sisters apartment every day. I asked his name and I said I thought it sounded familiar. I realised it was my sisters next door neighbour. I gave her photos the following week so she could show her two daughters where their dad was living.

Ok i think i've worked it out...

So, in every town there is a Brownie of a certain age and look, she has also been given an unusual name to identify her to her species.

She i also quite strict in her Brownie teachings and is CLEARLY NOT THE SAME ONE BUT A CLONE.....

She is always the same age hence you experiencing her once while younger and then once more when you were older.

So she is an Extra Terrestrial being, sent from 'Head Brownie' to oversee all Brownieness on earth...

That's got to be it right?
Right?

Met a medium the other week , we were just chatting, not even exchanged names and she said ' what was wrong with those floorboards, why did you rip them all up , and what's wrong with all that carpet..?' cue me looking like this.. as we'd all the carpets out of the house when we bought it , ripped up a load of floorboards too..

she also told me loads of other things, that she could have not possibly known, including about the haunting in our house ! and my DD can 'see' and talk to spirits , which i kind of knew after the ghost incident and that DD will see 'colurs'// not sure what that means.

it was spooky, but comforting. and so random, which made it stranger, but i am a believer

The house I lived in as a young teenager now houses the family of my best friend's at the time daughter's best friend.

The night before my parents moved out of my childhood home I dreamt that my grandfather (who we'd lived with before he died) sat on the end of my bed and told me that there was going to be a horrible car accident and that I wasn't to worry because although things would be very bad and my family would be hurt, they would be ok in the end. He repeated it a few times. Woke up and although a bit freaked didn't think anything of it. 2 weeks later and I got a phone call saying that my parents and brother had been in a terrible car accident and were in intensive care. Although very badly injured they have all recovered.

On a slightly lighter note- I went to pick DS up from nursery to find all the children in a circle round one of the nursery nurses, singing a little song that "X is having a baby boy, X is having a baby boy" I said congratulations and she replied that she was definately not pg but they had been doing it to her for days. A week later and rather white faced she told me that she had done a test purely as the children were still singing their song at her. She was pg and 8 months later had a little boy.