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This still gives me the creeps

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WooWooCocktail · 22/02/2019 18:42

I worked in a nursery for 10 years with 2/3 year olds. Every few years, the room would obviously be full of a completely different batch of kids but the children would talk every now and then about a child called Thomas in the room and in the garden. Sometimes they’d talk about his red hair and describe what he looked like when asked. They obviously had very limited vocabulary so they couldn’t have possibly managed to consistently teach this to new kids in the room every few months. The building we were in used to be an orphanage so they must have all been able to see someone us adults couldn’t.
Still creeps me out.

Share your stories of creepiness with me! I’d love to know

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Littledidsheknow · 25/02/2019 08:45

Haha, ShadyLady53 you may well thinking of the same place as me!

The one that I really disliked was L, but C and also K (not the big K, the smaller one) I also disliked for reasons I can't pinpoint.

I used to go to these places on the bus with my granny when she went to visit friends and relatives (who were all lovely) but I hated bring there!

WhentheRabbitsWentWild · 25/02/2019 10:00

@veryfoolish Its also the unholy trinity, 3 knocks/raps

Few years ago I was downstairs with my youngest son and his friend, other son was at college . We were at the doorstep as the two boys were on their way out , when I heard a very clear 3 raps on a bedroom window upstairs . There was nobody there of course.
Also get it on the front door at times, 3 raps , and nobody is ever there.

WhentheRabbitsWentWild · 25/02/2019 10:01

Re the OP and Thomas .
Did you ever find out if a little one had died at the nursery ever ? Or died but had loved the nursery in life ?

WhentheRabbitsWentWild · 25/02/2019 10:02

Mocking the Trinity I should say . I too have heard it means an impending death in 3 days, weeks or months . A cousin was murdered within 3 months of hearing but I don't know . . Was not close to him due to distance .

ShadyLady53 · 25/02/2019 11:06

@Littledidsheknow oh my God, are you actually me?! It’s traumatic bus rides going through those places that I hated too! I should have grown up in C and I am very relieved I didn’t. Don’t like the big K either to be honest. Very depressing area of the world. One of the main roads in C is definitely haunted, loads of stories about people missing the last bus and having to walk home late and having creepy encounters.

ShadyLady53 · 25/02/2019 11:08

Should also say L is my least favourite of the lot. We used to visit an aunt there when I was little and we’d all be itching to leave despite her being lovely.

Littledidsheknow · 25/02/2019 12:53

Where are you from, ShadyLady53?

I’m from D Grin (perhaps that’s terrible, too!)

ShadyLady53 · 25/02/2019 13:37

@Littledidsheknow - if you mean the D with the Glen and the big Asda near the Holiday Inn, I love it there and would happily have settled there!

I don’t live in Scotland but I have some family in big K, D, C and L.

amusedbush · 25/02/2019 14:17

Also had a very strange experience going to a Scottish town not that long ago - an overwhelming feeling of not wanting to be there or ever go there again

I grew up in a shithole, inbred village outside Edinburgh and I have that very feeling about it Grin

StealthPolarBear · 25/02/2019 14:24

Great thread :)

Whywonttheyletmeusemyusername · 25/02/2019 14:30

I have the same feeling about a town in Scotland, but think thats probably down to ex MIL living there 😂😂 Wish I knew what towns you were talking about !!! I have that weird feeling about a town near me in London....awful sense of foreboding

FuerzaAreaUruguay · 25/02/2019 14:40

I love woo threads!

TeaforTwoBiscuitOrThree · 25/02/2019 14:46

Staying in ancient B&B in the New Forest. Little girl dressed in white old sleeping clothes walked past me, straight out the window. This was years before we had our DD. So creepy. I regularly have a little girl in standing near my bed and slowly walking out of the door or through the wall. I like to think it's the girl I miscarried.

BertrandRussell · 25/02/2019 14:50

Am I going to get told off if I offer some rational explanations? For example, to “I inwardly rolled my eyes, assuming she was upping the ghostly ante. I later checked the parish records and discovered a 12 year old called Harriet died in the house in 1890 and is buried in the churchyard, just behind the house..

Still not quite sure what to make of it.” could I suggest that the woman from the ghost hunting company might have checked the parish records too?

MadameDD · 25/02/2019 14:53

I've worked and been to school in all sorts of places but never seen or heard anything really 'woo' even in the old Victorian convent I used to go to.

However, there was one venue I was in last summer when I went to stay with a friend in Canterbury (DD4.5 was staying with her grandparents).

I recalled it looked like a grain store, had maybe medieval type beams and an upstairs sort of artists studio but also an area where you could watch live music etc.

I'd spent a day with my friend in the pouring rain in Canterbury and this was near the end of our day, we'd come in to have a look but also get out of the rain!

Anyway I asked to use their toilet which was part of the venue and went upstairs to use it.

You know that spooky feeling you get when you feel you're not safe there? I got that and couldn't get out of the place quick enough!

I've had the exact same feeling in the vaults toilet area of Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese in Fleet Street area too, a few years back. That is apparently haunted and there are vaults there - said to be built on the site of a monastery.

BossAssBitch · 25/02/2019 14:57

Whywonttheyletmeusemyusername
I have that weird feeling about a town near me in London....awful sense of foreboding

Can you give us a clue ?

OnlineAlienator · 25/02/2019 14:57

I wonder about genetic memory - i get that terrible, foreboding feeling about lambeth in london. I've never been there! I live in yorkshire! But hearing the name makes me shudder and i just get this feeling of 'no, dont go there, doom awaits!' My maternal family come from the east end though, shoreditch. Maybe something happened and my genes remember!

StealthPolarBear · 25/02/2019 14:58

I worked in an old mental health inpatient hospital which was meant to be haunted. I never got haunted :( I still work on the same site although the inpatient building is now in a shiney new build its one of the loveliest places ice worked, will be sorry to leave :(

StealthPolarBear · 25/02/2019 14:59

The entire Borough?

Horrordoeurvres · 25/02/2019 15:16

Not really creepy but it is a bit "woo" - I don't remember this too much but my mother talks about it a lot;

When I was around 6/7 I used to talk to "the man" all time in our house, I told my mum this man was an old man like my granddad (who was and still is alive) but obviously wasn't him, I used to chat for hours on end with him and my mum used to just let me get on with It as I seemed happy enough, one night my mum was washing my hair in the bath and had left my younger sister who must have been around 4 at the time in her rocker chair thing down the stairs in the living room, my sister started crying - really tantruming out of nowhere - My mum at this point was trying to rush me out of the bath so she could go see to my sister and she suddenly heard an older man's voice go "shh, there there its okay darlin' don't cry, yer mums coming" instantly my sister stopped crying and my mum at this point was totally frantic and sprinted down the stairs as she was the only one in the house and genuinely thought someone had broken into our house and was talking to my sister. Not a trace of anyone being In the house and all doors/windows were locked. My mum Is still adamant to this day what she heard was real and crystal clear.

Few years ago we were renovating the house and found some old bills/letters etc under the floorboards in one of the rooms, turns out the house had belonged to an older gentleman who had passed away before my parents purchased it. I often wonder if it was him who had kept me entertained over the years for so long?

longearedbat · 25/02/2019 15:35

A dear friend had moved to a new area. Lovely, but surrounded by fields so obviously rural and quiet. From her upstairs window she occasionally saw someone walking across the adjacent fields with a black lab. Thinking it would be good to have a dog walking friend to keep her and her dog company she kept an eye out while walking, in the hope of striking up a conversation or making a new friend.
One day, out walking, she saw this person a distance away, about to cross a stile out of the field, so she walked quickly in the hope of catching up. When she got to the stile the person was already at the end of the next field, which was strange, because they didn't seem to be walking especially fast. She tried again, but could get no closer, and as she didn't know the person, it seemed rude to shout. She gave up.
This type of thing happened several times more, this elusive dog walker in a black coat with a black lab, was always just to far away.
Then one day she was bird watching out of her bedroom window with binoculars, when the mystery dog walker came into view in one of the fields over a bit. She thought that at last she might be able to identify the person. She focused her binoc's on him/her but... there were no defining features, just a black outline of a person and a dog, a bit like a heavy shadow. She couldn't see a face, or any other tone other than black. There was no definition in the clothing, and the dog was just like a silhouette As she watched, the person passed through a gateway and vanished behind a hedge. She waited, but he/she never reappeared.
She told me this story because she was thorough spooked by it. She saw this regularly, though usually in the winter months. We called him the phantom dog walker because that is honestly what it appeared to be; a phantom.

Whywonttheyletmeusemyusername · 25/02/2019 15:35

Boss Its one of the London Boroughs but actually comes under Middlesex

Littledidsheknow · 25/02/2019 15:37

Yep, that’s my D, ShadyLady ! No paradise, but nicer than the unholy triangle we mentioned earlier!

There was a whole big thread on places that gave posters the creeps or made them uneasy somehow, if anyone’s interested... I’ll see if I can find it...

VeryFoolishFay · 25/02/2019 15:50

*Am I going to get told off if I offer some rational explanations? For example, to “I inwardly rolled my eyes, assuming she was upping the ghostly ante. I later checked the parish records and discovered a 12 year old called Harriet died in the house in 1890 and is buried in the churchyard, just behind the house..

Still not quite sure what to make of it.” could I suggest that the woman from the ghost hunting company might have checked the parish records too?*

I dont think she would have bothered. I think it's just the sort of thing she throws out to reel in the punters.

I imagine most people died at home so in a house with records going back to 1640, I'd be very surprised if people hadn't died here!

In any case, she didn't have too much confidence in her convictions because when she asked us how much we would charge for use of the property, we never heard from her again! If she'd seen a real life ghost in the window, I would have thought she'd have been keen to run some ghost hunting evenings...

I definitely heard the three knocks though. Only once and we're all still here!