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Can we have a spooky thread of stories where something weird has happened to you/someone you know

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Fallshealing · 28/10/2025 19:43

I'm trying to get through a breakup and feel bored and sad. I always enjoy the threads on mn where people tell of their weird/spooky experiences which could be woo. Unfortunately I don't have any but I know i and many other posters enjoy these threads!

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newmama2023 · 29/10/2025 20:07

When i was about 16/17 i stayed over at my boyfriend at the times house. I woke up in the early hours to a man just standing by his side of the bed. Looking at my boyfriend. This man was completely 70s style, curly hair, the glasses, the tash, the t shirt. And i shat myself. I pulled the duvet over my head and shut my eyes hard. Waiting a minute or two and peeked out but he was gone, thank goodness.

Also my mums house is Crowborough was so haunted. Music would just start playing from the CD player randomly. We could hear running up and down the stairs at silly oclock. But everyone was in their beds. One night, mum was pissed and was shouting at the ghosts, i went and sat on my bed. Then i felt the pillows and duvet push against me, as if someone sat next to me. Really weird.

Johnsyy · 29/10/2025 20:27

My grandad had died. Maybe about a year later, walking home from school I was stopped on the pavement by an old man asking for directions (can’t remember where). I look up and this man has the exact same eyes as my grandad - bright blue. And his character gave off the same ‘energy’. I felt like that was him.

A separate time when i was about 7, we lived in a bungalow and I had to walk past the front door to get from my bedroom to the bathroom. Middle of the night i needed the loo, the outside light was on and i saw through the glass side panel of the front door that a person was leaning against the porch wall, wearing a pink motorbike helmet looking towards me (but i couldn’t see their face). The whole house was asleep / quiet and dark. None of my family owned/liked motorbikes.

Fallshealing · 30/10/2025 20:30

CoucouCat · 29/10/2025 19:59

My dm always told a story from her childhood during WW2: a neighbour came into her dad’s greengrocer shop, white as a ghost and asking to speak to my gran. The neighbour had been out in her front garden when she thought she saw her adult son further down the road. She called out to the man, who was in full army uniform, and he turned and smiled, and raised his hand in greeting. The neighbour was overcome with a feeling of well-being and as the man carried on walking towards her, she realised yes, it was her son, back from the front! She ran back to the garden path but when she got past the hedge, and looked up the road - her son had gone. The street was empty.

My mum said she had never seen anyone looked so visibly shaken, and she and my gran made her a cup of tea and she sat in the shop for the afternoon.

Not long after, the lady received a telegram informing her that her son had been killed in action. Inevitably on the very day that she had “seen him” on the street outside their family home.

Spooky and very sad.

That's really sad 😔

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rosydreams · 30/10/2025 20:42

waking up to see my sister standing there ,she had been dead years .Must have been half asleep though

My mother said she had experienced something very strange though .She used to be a health care worker, she would go to peoples homes .Take care of the elderly and sick. She was looking after someone and noticed someone in the house. She saw the back of the them as they walked off, it was a friend of hers. Later she found out they had died in an accident earlier that night. Weird

Vallmo47 · 30/10/2025 20:53

My aunt claimed to sometimes have like a “sixth sense” about certain things, though she kept this secret to everyone but my mum.
One time when out for a walk, my aunt announced to my mum that she’d recently ran into a neighbour at a birthday party. They shook hands hello which is customary in Scandinavia, and she instantly got the feeling “this is the last time I will see this man alive”.
She told my mum who shook it off and they changed the subject.
Two weeks later the neighbour died of a sudden heart attack, he was gone within minutes.
My aunt never brought up the sixth sense to my mum ever again.

Goldenbear · 30/10/2025 21:16

When I was very early 20s, I had a summer job as a bar person in a very old pub, I did 12 hour shifts on occasion and when you did that you were allowed a pub meal, which were very nice. There was lounge upstairs for staff to have breaks in and watch TV, unusually I was on my own that night, I was eating my dinner and watching the TV, then heard little footsteps behind the closed door and a 'woof' sound on the landing. I thought this was really odd as I knew it was a no dog B&B and the landlady was really strict so would not have allowed dogs upstairs. I opened the lounge door to see what was happening but there wasn't a dog or anyone there. The B&B only had three rooms so it was a small landing and of it was in a room I would have hea s it. I return my shift, mentioned it to my colleague to see if he knew whether there was a dog in the pub, he said that there wasn't a dog or anybody that had gone upstairs with a dog. The following weeks I noticed in the guest book, proper remarking on a ghost in the four poster bed room and a mention of a dog. I looked it up recently and the pub is known to have a female ghost and a dog! I didn't know anything about this in the early 00s when I worked there.

Goldenbear · 30/10/2025 21:18

Goldenbear · 30/10/2025 21:16

When I was very early 20s, I had a summer job as a bar person in a very old pub, I did 12 hour shifts on occasion and when you did that you were allowed a pub meal, which were very nice. There was lounge upstairs for staff to have breaks in and watch TV, unusually I was on my own that night, I was eating my dinner and watching the TV, then heard little footsteps behind the closed door and a 'woof' sound on the landing. I thought this was really odd as I knew it was a no dog B&B and the landlady was really strict so would not have allowed dogs upstairs. I opened the lounge door to see what was happening but there wasn't a dog or anyone there. The B&B only had three rooms so it was a small landing and of it was in a room I would have hea s it. I return my shift, mentioned it to my colleague to see if he knew whether there was a dog in the pub, he said that there wasn't a dog or anybody that had gone upstairs with a dog. The following weeks I noticed in the guest book, proper remarking on a ghost in the four poster bed room and a mention of a dog. I looked it up recently and the pub is known to have a female ghost and a dog! I didn't know anything about this in the early 00s when I worked there.

Apologies for terrible grammar, that should read, people not "proper".

Whatfreshhell86 · 01/11/2025 21:40

When I was about ten I was lying in bed with the light on when I heard a cat meowing loudly in the hallway outside my bedroom. We didn’t have any pets at the time and we lived alone.

I remember feeling absolutely petrified, rather than confused as you might expect. The sound was very loud and very close to my bedroom door - definitely not coming from outside.

As the cat continued to meow I heard my mum call my name from her bedroom, “Do you hear that cat?” I told her I did and she shouted “Stay there, don’t open your door!”

In retrospect the fear I felt in that moment was completely disproportionate to what was happening and I hasten to add that neither myself or my mum are scared of cats.

After a few minutes the meowing stopped and I eventually fell asleep.

In the morning my mum told me she’d checked the windows and doors and that there was no way a cat could have wandered in from outside. She said, “I’m sorry I didn’t open my door to check but I just had this horrible feeling whatever it was, wasn’t really a cat.”

What she said really frightened me because that’s exactly what I’d felt when I heard the meowing. That If I opened the door there would be something there that sounded exactly like a cat, but was absolutely not one.

Nothing like that ever happened again. I mentioned it to my mum recently (nearly 30 years later) and she confirmed that she remembers it the same way I do.

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