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?

Ok so this is isnt spooky so much as weird, but, I had a strange experience last night.
When I was younger I had a recurring dream that I was walking by canals which were near to where I grew up. I would walk for hours and get to a long dark tunnel which felt it would never end. When I came out the other side there would be all this beautiful greenery and the water would open out and it would be blue, but like a cloudy (?) coloured in blue and I would look around and decided this is where i wanted to live.
Now, as an adult I have developed a fondness for nature shows/travel shows and have seen countless rainforests/lagoons etc on the tv and just thought "oh thats interesting/pretty".
Now last night I was watching John Bishops Australia and he was at Daintree Rainforest. An image came up on the TV and it was the place I had dreamed about. From the picture it looks pretty generic but the second I saw it, I got a cold shudder that dream (which I havent thought about in years), just flashed into my head and I knew that was the place. I just knew it.

Hi I have a couple of stories I would like to share.

When I was a kid we lived in a house that had an ally way behind it and a cemetery next to the ally so the ally way was all that was between my garden and the graves. I used to play all the time in the ally on my bike etc. One morning I left my house and had this overwhelming feeling to go to a particular spot in the ally like I was being told to go. When I got to the spot there was a handbag that had been dumped so I took it home and my mum returned it to the owner who had it stolen (obviously found an address inside).

On another day I was playing and saw what looked like I can only describe as a black bin bag floating about 10 houses down. It was just like floating in the air and changing shapes this big dark mass anyway I wasn't scared just followed it then it disappeared.

When I was really young about 5 or 6 I woke up one night and saw a similar black cloudy thing floating in and out my bedroom wall. I went into my parents bed and it followed me into their room and just kept like weaving in and out the wall.

When I was 17 I worked in a care home ppl said it was haunted and I wasn't really sure. Staff had reported taking someone down the lift and then that person had gone by the time they got out the lift. The home had 3 floors and the top floor always freaked me out. One night I was working the night shift and on the top floor helping the last lady to bed. Everyone else was in bed and all the staff working that night were me and one other person who was downstairs . Then I heard someonewalk past the room like a slow dragged out walk that brushed against the door. I was so freaked out i used the lady's phone to call the other member of staff to come get me. There was only 2 rooms at the top of the house and the other person on that floor was definitely in their room asleep.

And another, though I am not sure this qualifies as spooky or just sad.

When my dad was diagnosed with terminal prostate cancer he decided he wanted to come home to die. My mother and I took care of him. He deteriorated pretty quickly and we knew he didnt have long.

While he was in the hospital, before we knew he was terminal my niece (who was 5 at the time), made him a picture, the day he came home, because he wasnt too poorly my brother bought my niece to see him and she put the picture she had made on the wall near his bed.

A few days before he died he would sit up and start talking to his mum who died many years before I was born. The day before he took the picture down that my niece made him and wrapped it in his blanket. He told us that he and his mum were going on a trip, she was coming back for him soon and he wanted to take it with him.

When he had gone back to sleep, my mum was tidying and she put it back on the wall.

The next morning he was up and very lucid, if we didnt know otherwise you would swear he was on the mend. I had just started a return to work and was doing a short day. When I left the house he was chatting to his mum again, this was about 09.30.

At 10.20 he died. My mum said that she had gone upstairs to put some laundry away and he was talking to his mum about their trip. While she was upstairs she heard some fidgeting and then quiet, so she went downstairs to see if everything was ok and he had died, but before he did he took the picture down off the wall that my niece made and wrapped it up in the blanket.

I LOVE these threads. Thanks for starting OP.

I posted my experience once before but noone found it terribly spooky but it was to me.

I was 18 and had no fixed address so was kind of sleeping on friend's sofas. I stayed a fair bit at my friend's boyfriend's at the time. It was a shared house, friendly hippy types and a nice enough place to be. I'd slept there alone a few times and always felt fine.

On this occasion, friend and I came back there in the early hours of the morning. On entering the house I felt a malevolent force, it was as if the previous benign feeling of the house had suddenly changed and it felt what I could only describe as evil.

I wanted to get out of there and was overwhelmed with fear. Friend and I decided to leave and that I would go to work with her at her cleaning job. Before we left I wrote a note saying, 'What's wrong with this house today??' to my friend's boyf who was sleeping at the time. Then I said to my friend, 'It feels like someone has died.' Then the words kind of popped into my head and I said, 'We'll find out later today what has happened.'

I felt anxious and full of foreboding all day long. We returned to the house at about tea time. I saw another friend in the garden looking devastated. 'What's wrong?' I asked.

I will never forget the feeling of cold dread as I sat on the garden wall and he told me our mutual friend's boyfriend had died.

The friend's boyfriend that died didn't live in the house where I had the bad feeling and I still don't know why the feeling was evil. People have dismissed my tale, some found it spooky. Ever since I have always felt I know there is something more to our world than meets the eye.

Scandip that was sooo odd maybe 6th sense?

Layla, I thought that. It was really strange.

Oh I have another one. I was about 8 years old and me and my family were getting into the car going out somewhere and you know when your a kid you like to see how far you can push things and I was being silly and kept refusing to wear my seat belt. Anyway one this occasion I got into the car and a voice came over me like a loudspeaker straight into my head and told me I must put my seat belt on. So I did and it really freaked me out so I remember sitting really still and quite. Then my dad drove into the back of another car. If I hadn't put my belt on I would have bewn injured. I always wonder what the fuck that voice was any ideas??

askyfullofstars
We visited the Daintree Forest last year - amazing place. Didn't see anything spooky though! The scariest thing was watching DH and the DC swimming in a waterhole with a croc sign just downstream!

aj Sorry I probably didnt word it very well. It was just spooky that that was the exact image from my dream. No other similar picture has provoked a reaction but I knew as soon as I saw it.

I am loving this thread.

I don't really have any spooky stories as such but I have often felt an 'atmosphere' in certain houses.

One such place was a holiday let down south. It was an old Tudor style mansion that had been converted into flats and ours was on the very top floor, where the attics or servants quarters would have been. Neither me or DH liked being alone in it. At night we would go into the dcs bedroom to find DD had fallen out of bed. All perfectly normal, except she doesn't normally fall out of bed, either at home or anywhere else we've stayed.

Coupled with the fact that we would go out for the day, all the windows and doors would be shut and we would return to about twenty dead bluebottles on the windowsill in the dcs bedroom and nowhere else, we
just found it odd. We couldn't work out where the flies were coming from, we never saw any 'live' ones and whenever we went out, new ones would appear. And it was only in their bedroom. Gross.

I also was half asleep on the first day we arrived and I thought I heard someone talking in the hall. I could've sworn it was my dh and the kids coming in but there was no one there. We later lookes up the history of the house and apparently someone had been killed and tjeir body hidden in the walls- altough just about every ancient house has a story like that.

If anyone can explain the flies I'd be mightily grateful

askyfullofstars
Think you need to plan a visit, to see it in real life, not just in your dream!

Reading that back, it doesn't sound very woo, I guess you had to be there. But the place had one of those vibes- I didn't like turning my back on certain spots in the house, because it felt like something was watching me. Very strange.

It does sound spooky Effin. Some places have a horrible atmosphere. What was the story behind the person in the wall?

Layla, the voice thing is very weird. A warning from a guardian perhaps.

Just remembered another one I read on here, it falls into the "6th sense" category

A woman was riding (late at night I think) on a bus - no other passengers. She found herself inexplicably moving seats to be at the front behind the little perspex screen thing opposite the driver (I hope I am getting this right) and found herself assuming a "brace yourself" position. Just then the bus either had had a near miss or had to do an emergency stop or something and the driver looked round to see if she was OK and had not been thrown out of her seat, looking at where she had been sat - both of them were shocked that she was sat somewhere "safer" and in the braced position and unhurt.

spooky!!

Scandip, it was all very vague. I think it was possibly a pregnant serving girl. But I've just remembered another place we stayed in.

Again, converted flats in an old building. This time, a popular Northern seaside town. I wasn't scared when we were staying there but I felt like I was going mad. Had some very strange thoughts, usual, familiar things had become quite sinister. I'd been fine before and fine when we got home.

It was a couple of months later that I found out someone had committed suicide there within the last ten years. Suffice to say, we haven't been back.

I've got a sixth sense one. Not spooky, sorry, but odd.

When i was about 15 my parents went off on holiday to the coast (apx 2 hours drive) and left me and my best friend alone in charge of the house (for the first time). We had a wicked few days getting up to no good and made a thorough mess of the place. The intention was to spend the day before my parents were due home cleaning and clearing up. Saturday was going to be 'clear up day'.

Thursday afternoon we were lazing about in the lounge watching telly when i suddenly had the clearest picture pop into my head of my parents in the car driving along a main road not far from the house - perhaps 30 mins away.

I leaped out of my seat and started a frantic clear up whilst urging my mate help me. I remember shouting ''Come ON, help me, my mum and dad will be here soon!''

She was but got up and helped.

My parents walked into the house about 30 mins later. (The worst of the mess was sorted). They'd come home early because of something to do with dads work. My mate and i never spoke about it, but i think about that sometimes. I can still 'see' the pic i got in my head of them in their old car coming home. Just like they'd simply popped into radar range. Odd.

When dd1 was a baby I lived in a caravan outside of a derelict cottage in the middle of nowhere. As soon as I first set foot inside the place I cried..I could feel that there were the spirits of children there and I felt overwhelmed by a feeling of sadness.

I bought a wooden puzzle for dd at a car boot sale. It was one of those ones with pegs to lift the pieces out, and when the pieces were put back in they'd make the sound of the respective farm animal. The donkey noise didn't work, but the others were fine.

Dd's toy basket was at the far end of the caravan from my bedroom, and every night as I turned all the lights off and got into bed, and the caravan was in total darkness, you could guarantee that within a few seconds the puzzle would do one of its noises, every time without fail. Never happened any other time of day.

This carried on for many weeks, and one night I had some friends over and I was telling them about it. They thought I was nuts for still having the thing in my home, so I picked it up to hurl it into the garden. As I did so, it went crazy and started doing all the noises, all at the same time. My heart was going like the clappers, and I was glad to be rid of it. It landed in the overgrown scrap heap of a garden, underneath the bathroom window.

I didn't have running water in the caravan, so I had to take baths in the cottage. It was really creepy and manky in there, and I would go in while dd was asleep, taking the baby monitor with me. Many weeks after I had slung the puzzle out, I was lying in the bath when it popped into my head. I thought about how bad it would be if the puzzle still did it's noises, and I shit you not, within a few seconds of having that thought, a faint 'baaaaaa' came from out in the garden. After that, this happened regularly when I was in the bath, but ONLY if I thought about it. Sometimes I'd genuinely manage to keep it out if my mind, but every time the bastard thing popped into my head, like clockwork a few seconds later I'd hear it making one of its noises from outside. Never , ever heard it any other time.

Was glad to leave there, after more than a year.

I have had that askyfullofstars, I have a recurring dream and have since I was a little girl about sitting by a lake under cherry blossoms and there is a bit white building with a dome on the other side of the lake.

A couple of years ago we were in Washington, and I took a photo very similar to the one attached.

Initially I was a bit freaked out, but it was definitely a 'happy' place for me, the sense of deja vu was intense.

I still have the dream. Am sitting there with a baby wrapped up in a white blanket gurgling on the grass beside me and feeling very happy.

When I did hypnobirthing, I would always wind up in this 'place' when I got to the really relaxed state.

Not spooky exactly, but a bit odd.

morloth and skyfullofstars I have always had vivid dreams about places, a few linger with me - a harbour on a windy evening, an old city with a big square with alleys running off it with little shops up a hill, a town high street at night linked to terraces, and finally a 60s council estate with a associated light industrial unit area (not so glam!). I always wonder if they really exist.

my first love died in horrible circumstances about five years after we spilt up. We were kind of in touch through people and I would bump into him if I went home for the holidays but I was living elsewhere and working and he was away in other countries with his job a lot.

I found out he had died on the news as it was quite public and I was so upset that I hadn't made more effort to stay in touch.

About six months after he died I logged intro friends reunited to see a message from him. There was no way it was there before as I checked it relatively frequently. It said he thought about me from time to time and hoped I was doing well and was happy and that he was really happy.

probably just a glitch in their email system but it came right after I went to see a psychic who told me someone in a uniform would be contacting me and that he missed me.

I don't believe in stuff like that normally.

The other thing is that we stated trying for another baby and I went to see another psychic who told me I was pregnant. It was literally about three days after the egg could possibly have been fertilised and I just dismissed it but then when I did a test two weeks later.....

Beavie, we have one of those wooden animal noise puzzles too, and were puzzled as to why it would make the noises when no one was near it, and it was in a different room - it turns out that the sensors that make the noises are light-sensitive. They respond to changes in light, so that's why your puzzle always started making the noises at night when you turned out the light, and when you threw it out the window too. Ours is currently in my toddler's playroom, which is in a glassed-in sun room at the back of the house, and it still moos and clucks when the light changes as the sun sets. Or even if it suddenly gets dark before a rain shower.

I don't blame you for being frightened - before I worked out the light issue, I once came downstairs in the dark to get my son some milk, and it started making noises in the dark kitchen, and I nearly died of shock. Of course, it was just responding to the sudden light of the fridge, but a sudden neighing underfoot in the dark is a bit strange.

(Sorry to derail thread. Go back to frightening one another.)

I worked at a hotel for 10 years and it was a very strange building with a lot of history. I can't count how many people have reported things over the years, usually the same stuff in the same areas. There was a childrens graveyard in the grounds of the hotel and a young girl was seen walking about early in the morning. This was reported loads, guests would call down saying they could see a child in the grounds of her own and that we should check where her parents were etc. We always went out to look but we knew we wouldn't find anything.

One night I was on duty with another 2 colleagues. It was late, about 11pm when the phone started going crazy with calls from the bedrooms on the 2nd floor. It was guests reporting screaming and crying coming from another room on that corridor. They could hear things being thrown about and asked us to investigate and call the police. The three of us went up and heard it coming from room 201. That room was closed for maintenance so we knew nobody should be in there. I could hear furniture being moved and someone crying. We knocked the door but nobody answered, we shouted through the door but the noises continued and the door frame started to shake. The guests in the neighbouring rooms had gathered in the corridor by now and were quite upset. I put the key in the door to open it but nothing happened. It would not open and the lock was freezing cold. My other two colleagues made the decision to burst the door open, they were both big guys and kicked it hard but it wouldn't budge. The crying was calming down but we could hear smashing. Another man in the corridor had called the police and they were on theor way, we genuinely thought someone had been harmed really badly. The noises suddenly stopped and we heard the door unlock. My colleague opened the door and the room was absolutely wrecked. The bed had been thrown upside down, glass and cups smashed everywhere, curtains ripped down and pictures taken off the wall but there was nobody there! The room was empty, windows were shut and it was freezing.

I have never felt as scared as I did walking out of that room, other guests where white and I took them down to the lounge while my colleagues chatted to the police who had just arrived.

We wrote a report for our General manager who didn't believe us and still to this day thinks we were making it up even though another 10 guests saw the same thing.

Very very creepy and I left not long after.

I have hundreds of stories from that place but that one was the scariest and the only one we neber really talk about.

My brother works in a private members club in London. The club is in a very old house. One night the security guard was doing his rounds while the club was empty. His wife contacted him on FaceTime while he was still walking around. She asked who the woman behind him was. Of course, he turned around and no-one was there!

It was me who had the strange experience when the 999 operator heard the laughing.
My ds still remembers it quite clearly and he was 3.
The other day my dd 12 was in the swing in the garden just swinging gently when she felt it lifted from behind and let go so she swung very hard.
Terrified she jumped off and ran inside, I was just coming into the kitchen and saw her run in looking terrified!!