to start a new spooky thread even though it's the wrong time of year?

[SunkenDream]

Mine is not terribly exciting but it seems only polite to make a contribution

I live a few doors down from the house where I was born, very close to the village church. I grew up listening to the sound of the bells. When I moved back I was pleased to hear their familiar chimes again, until I discovered that the church had long been derelict and the clock stopped years ago.

Still, I continued to hear the bells nearly every night, until the church was finally demolished last year.

there is probably a completely rational explanation for what I was actually hearing but tonight I am living in the land of woo and whimsy

Anymore for anymore?

Have been reading these the past few nights (why??!!) and love them! I don't have any but shamelessly bumping for more!

Walk that has to be the scariest thing I have read on this thread.

Ive never had anything spooky happen to me. I'm a wannabe believer. I love reading spooky stories. My mam died of cancer 3 years ago, and before she died I joked to her that she'd better come back and haunt me, but nothing as yet.

A slighty coincidental story is, we had gone to stay with mil for a week. On the wednesday morning I woke up ay 7.15am after dreaming my grandad had died, not a dream I think id ever had before. At 7.20 my phine rang and it was my brother to tell me my nan had had to call for an ambulance for grandad as he was having trouble breathing, he was ok though, but they had taken him to hospital for obs.

I was convinced he had died, but they were just not telling me until we got back as I had to drive home. Luckily he was alive, but died exactly 2 weeks after my dream on the wednesday (though a few hours earlier than id woke)

More more!

WALK - that is terrifying.

Did you ever go back to that field in the dark? Did you ask any other regular dog walkers if they had seen something similar?

walk. You should go to the Fortean Times website and look for the 'dog headed men' thread.

One of the biggest goosepimple moments I ever had reading these threads on MN was the one where the poster used to go to a particular nightclub in her college days and there was a man on the dance floor always dancing on his own - she saw him there every time and he always stared at her. Years later (maybe a couple of decades?) she happened to go to the same nightclub again and the same fellow was there, alone on the dancefloor but he hadn't aged at all. He stared at her as before and she felt a really evil presence.

Sorry, I'm not paraphrasing it very well - but it was a very chilling read. Anyone else remember that one?

I 100%wont be walking the dog in the dark EVER again !

Ive got one but its a letdown compared to the rest of this thread. Anyway when I was born we lived in a house that my mum describes as having an atmosphere. Over the years strange things would happen like the dog wouldnt go upstairs and would shake like a leaf if you ever tried to make him. Always going mad. He once got him self in such a state he put his head through the glass pannel in the conservatory (not double glazing). Jewellery would go missing, my mum would here babys cry when I wasnt in the house and I had an imaginary friend called jay.

When I was 5 my parents split up so me and my mum werenmoving out. She was packing up our things and went into the attic as she had things in there she wanted. She was rummaging around and foubd four binbags of boy baby clothes and in one of the bin bags was a necklace her parents had gave her for her 18th birthday and my baby bracelet ! Very strange.

3 years later a family from Ireland moved in I became friends with one of the daughters as she was in my class at school. So my mum went round to their house oneday with me for a play date. The mum asked my mum if any strange things happend when we lived there ? My mum said no not wanting to scare the woman. She went on to say everything that had happend to us.

My friends mum was so scared she had the house blessed and did some research on the house. She foubd out a 2 year old boy had drowned in the little pond in the front garden his name was James ! The pond was filled in before we moved in. You can still see it now if you go to the house. I don't know if anythink still happens there but what I do know is familys never stay there long ! ...

*Excuse the spelling had Dd jumping all over me :)

I lived in a 1600 century listed cottage. I think it must have been a very happy place over the years. Even after a bad day,a few hours in the house would seem to erase any negativity? Sounds weird, but it really was a happy home!

I remember that one Libra the guy was quite attractive at first and when she went back the later time he was looking at her in an evil way because she recognised him. I think he was killed somewhere nearby in a RTC or similar.

Ah ok Rose ... glad someone else remembers the story! Don't remember the bit about the RTC though

Thought Id share this before catching up with the rest of the thread.
My father died 11 years ago. He never met my husband or obv my 3 yo ds.
Last December dh was upstairs getting ready for work. I was getting ds ready (well, trying to...).
He had one of those v tech toot toot garages with the musical cars. The fire engine was across the other side of the living room and it went off (you have to press the front to set them off). It made me jump. DS said that Grandad was playing. I said "Grandad x (dhs dad), is at home with nanny x".
DS said "No. Other Grandad". I said dont be silly if someone was playing with it it would still be going off" and then it went off again.
When it had finished DS said "bye grandad, love you", then he looked at me "Grandad gone now" and it didnt go off again.

What's an RTC? That was creepy to read.

That's part of my mum's route to walk the dog and she always goes back. It's also the quickest route from my house to her's. If I go round the front of the school it adds about 20 minutes to the journey.
That area's a bit weird anyway. We've found fish and pigeon bodies without heads. On one walk we found 11 with no heads

RTC- road traffic collision [

loving this thread and am vair surprised that the haterz haven't been on yet to treat us all to the ghosts don't exist rhetoric

Libra I remember that too. Creepy as fuck. Wish I could find it....

libra I remember that one
skyfullofstars that's the sort of thing that freaks me out most - little innocent kids saying things like that so matter-of-factly, or saying stuff they could not possible know about family events of yesteryear, or places they have never been to etc. They couldn't be making it up, embellishing for effect, or pulling your leg

we need the name of the nightclub where ghostman dances, so we can all avoid it!

I need more now the storm's raging

I'm fairly sure the name of the town was mentioned, and possibly the nightclub too, but unfortunately it's escaped my recollections - 'twas somewhere I'd never been. The darn thread was probably in chat so will have evaporated into the mists of nowhereness by now.

libra i know what you're talking about. I've had a search and can't find it. It's not in the Urban Legends thread either

love this thread!

I've joined to add my stories, but a few are already in the digitialspy thread so you may have read them before! I have lots of creepy stories but will add them one at one so as not to have a hugeee first post!

very first one was when I was 16. I worked during the day, and my mum worked evenings, so that we would always miss each other as she would have left for work by the time I got home.

So one night, I came home and walked in - door was unlocked but this was normal for us, I don't think I was trusted with my own key! Immediately to the right of my mums front door is a slightly spiralled staircase, so that you can't see the top landing without popping your head round the bannister. However, I could 'sense' my mum standing at the top of the stairs and said hello to her. It was as the words came out my mouth that I realised my mum was at work, and so I peered round the spiral part of the stairs to ask why she wasn't at work, when 'she' walked away from the top of the stairs and into either mine or my mums room. I knew at the point it wasn't mum, the figure I'd glimpsed was tall and thin, and definitely masculine.

Now I was a pretty fearless teenager, but I bolted out of the house and ran into the street and phoned my then boyfriend. Him and his friend came running round (they were only 5 minutes up the road) and thoroughly searched the house, but found no one, and nothing missing. I can still remember the feeling of this figure watching me from the top of the stairs, and then walking away when I tried to see it.

Weirdly, the spooky, ghosty ones give me the chills a bit- but don't completely freak me out. The werewolf ones really do though. I've had a thing about werewolves since I watched American Werewolf in London far too young - and couldn't sleep for weeks. We went camping just after, and I remember having to walk down a pitch black track to the toilet block - on a full moon I still get the creeps on a full moon. They're not real are they.

I think I remember that one too it was on a massive thread with loads of other scary stories that kept me awake