To ask what's the weirdest/strangest/creepiest thing that has ever happened to you?

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As the title says...

Would a badger mess with chickens?

When I was in junior school my mum (a helper at the school) stayed for a meeting after school one day so we walked home a little later than usual. Not much later, I do remember the sun was beginning to set, think it was autumn. We walked past my old infant school. We were holding hands as we walked. I looked behind us and saw some distance behind us the figure of an old man pushing a bike. He was pure white but not defined around the edges if that makes sense and his bike was white too. I was so surprised I didn't say anything to my mum (a pattern) but turned back the way we were walking. I thought "if I look around again and he's still there that means ghosts do exist". So I turned back and yes he was still there- I watched as he walked down into the ground as if following a downward slope that wasn't there. I don't know why I didn't say anything to my mum or why she didn't notice me looking round.

Second experience much more terrifying. My parents own a small terraced 3 bed house and I had the box room at the top of the stairs with my brothers room next to it. Would have been a year or two after the previous experience. My door was open and I heard my brother calling for me from his room. I went out onto the landing and stopped dead in my tracks. A figure dressed in black with red lining was standing right in front of me, blocking my path so close I could have touched him. The figure was very tall and I remember looking to see if it had a head/face but don't remember if I saw one (I don't think I did). I do remember the red lining very vividly. It was a terrifying creature and scared me felt evil. I could hear my brother impatiently calling for me from his room while I just stood there frozen in spot. I knew I had to get away and had the choice of running down the stairs or going back into my room - I chose my room! After a few moments I ventured out and it had gone. I didn't like going on the landing at night after that and would run up and down the stairs at night to my room too though I never actually experienced it's presence again. I worried for years it would 'come back for me'. Googling has never given me an idea of what it might have been. As an adult I've never felt anything in my parents house and I'm convinced it wasn't connected but just passing through...

I have a few but here are the two biggest:

First was when I was 16 or 17 years old and staying over at my then boyfriend's house. His parents did not want us sharing a room at night so I was left to sleep in his bedroom while he went in the spare room.

We had just said goodnight to each other and he had left the room. I was still sat up in his bed when I began to hear whispering coming from my left, from under his window. I couldn't make out the words but it gave me the creeps. My initial thought was that my bf was playing a trick on me (despite the fact I'd literally just seen him leave) so I said "BF, are you there?". No reply but the whispering continued and was getting louder and more intense. It wasn't just one voice but many. My skin was starting to crawl at this point as I felt the whispering was evil somehow. Suddenly the whispering seemed to launch itself at me - the only way I can describe it is imagine someone suddenly gets right up in your face and shouts "Rahhhhhhhhh!". The whispering did that right in my face and I felt like I was hit with a force of pure evil. I screamed and immediately felt a sensation of warm tingling spread from my head to my toes, a feeling of love and protection, and a voice in my head said to me, "You can lie down and go to sleep now". I knew I was safe so lay down and went to sleep.

I asked my bf about it in the morning and he said it definitely wasn't him, and he hadn't heard me scream (but it was a big house).

The second was about a year ago. I was sat on my couch, middle of the day, can't remember what I was doing specifically. Anyway, I turned my head to glance out the window but what I saw was not my window, but an arch-shaped one, and through it was the most beautiful garden. I couldn't see the whole garden but knew it was huge. It was bright and vibrant and so so beautiful.

I immediately remembered that I'd been there before, I was overwhelmed by a sensation of complete peace and love. It was like a memory had been awoken in me, something I knew as a child but had forgotten over the years (these were the thoughts going through my mind). A voice in my head said, "This is where you came from, and this is where you shall go back". I was then "back" looking out of my normal window, sat on my couch.

I have no religion and don't know what to believe regarding woo but these two experiences were very real and I have no current explanation. I keep an open mind though."

Placemarking! Love this thread. Scariest is definitely page.

Horace... I wasn't near those places i don't think, we were near Cardigan. But yes we were near a military Base and it's possible the flashes and light were coming from there. Wonder what they were testing to turn the night sky green, it was the whole horizon and I could see for miles over the countryside, very mysterious. They'll probably have me shot now lol.

Woomoo, I haven't had any dreams like your window one, but for as long as I can remember I have had an inexplicable feeling or longing to return to a place that somehow I know I have come from and that I really do belong to - not a "real" place that I've ever actually been to in this life, so I couldn't find it or go back to it if I tried. I don't know; I can't really explain it but the feeling is definitely there.

The spiritualist understanding is that we have existed in spirit form since the beginning of time, that this human life is just a blip in our existence and when it's over we will return to spirit. Perhaps that begins to explain my feeling. I do have concrete personal experience that has confirmed to me the reality of continued existence post mortal death, so there could be something in it. It's certainly a lot to chew over.

I don't know why I do it to myself with this thread... Now I can't even bring myself to go upstairs in my house cos I'm alone 😮👻

Ok so this didn't happen to me but to my nan. A few months after my grandad died from cancer (he was only young in his early 60's) my nan said she felt it was time to get herself out the house by herself. So she went to a little bistro in our town. She said it was quite noisy downstairs so went upstairs to read a book. She said no one else was up there then the young waitress came upstairs to take her order. My nan ordered her food and the waitress looked around and said is your husband in the toilet? Shall I take his order too? My nan said oh no I'm here alone. The waitress looked a bit embarrassed and said but a man came up the stairs behind you. My nan said no I'm definatly alone and asked what the man was wearing. The waitress said a wax jacket and a flat cap (this was always my grandads way of dressing) she said the waitress looked a bit shaken as she was adamant she saw this man. My nan said it made her feel he was still with her. A nice story I think. And I totally believe her.

I have 2. Years ago worked with a colleague who had cancer. On Xmas eve I had a vivid dream that she drove to my house to say goodbye. In the new year I had a call from another colleague to let me know she had died on Xmas eve.

I had a vivid dream about my BIL we had taken him on holiday and he suffered a massive heat attack. It was so vivid I phoned him to check he was ok. He laughed and said I'm going nowhere. 3 months later he was dead from a massive heart attack.

I hope these dreams are coincidence as a more recent one involved my NDN being diagnosed with breast cancer.

Liz70 - I don't think what happened to me in the flat was a spirit. It felt more sinister than that. Sometimes there would be scratching noises coming from the attic, it was so bad one night that it looked like saw dust was coming down the from the ceiling. I got my friend to go have a look to see if we had mice or anything that could explain it, there was nothing up there.

Another time I got off the bus to go into my flat (I lived at the top) and saw a distinct shadow move from the bottom flats across to the next floor, and then my floor and stop outside my bedroom window. Sort of in a zig zag pattern. I never thought shadows could do that!

Place marking

Brilliant thread!

Page that sounds terrifying.

And the box one at the beginning of the thread

Page Did you tell the person whose house you were sitting when they returned?

NotNob yes and no, see upthread.

Ok got a few but not actually mine.....

My mum & dad both grew up on an ex monastery which had been made into an estate with loads of houses. My mum used to see a floating monks head all the time as a child. She never ever let us go upstairs in my Nans house (she still lives there) incase we saw anything that frightened us. If any of us needed the toilet she would pick us up & run up the stairs with us so we'd be in & out quickly. When my mum & dad split up my dad had nowhere to go & so he stayed with my nan for a bit. He lasted 2 days in that house because of the ghosts he saw. My nan even covers her mirrors at night to stop the evil coming out of them .

Next one, both mum & dad again, they were on their way to Brighton & there used to be a narrow winded bit of road before the stone columns that say Brighton. It's near the garden centre. It's now wider & all trees were cut back. But they both saw a bride & groom run across the front of their car and then disappear! Even now when I go to Brighton I keep half an eye out for them.

That one leads me onto my next one which is where I told my friend about the bride & groom. She then went on to tell me about a ghost she saw on a bypass close to us. She had been out at NYE & didn't drink, so was driving back home about 1.30 in the morning. She was driving down the bypass & saw a girl climbing over the central reservation & dragging herself across the road in front of her car. She swerved so hard that her husband asked what the hell she was doing (half asleep after drinking) she told him there's a girl she looks hurt walking across the road. She thought to stop but her husband said well she's made it to the other side. She's fine. Being a bit creeped out she carried on driving home. Never thought anything of it until I mentioned the bride groom story.

It was then I googled it & apparently this girl who looked distorted & a bit drunk (was NYE) has been seen at the same point so many times. Everyone describes the same girl & its usually at the same time of night. It's been reported so much that police have had helicopters searching for her before. I use this stretch of road so often & it freaks me out! If I am coming off the motorway st night I go the long way!!

She's called the A22 ghost . No mention of any missing people or deaths in the area though. Freaky!

Sorry for the long post!!

There are two stories that I have read on previous threads that have stuck with me.

If the OPs are around I hope they come to tell the stories properly!

One was the teenage girl who was having a secret fag in her garden while her mum was at work. She looked up at the house and could see what she thought was her mum from the bedroom window watching her so she quickly got rid of the cigarette and went inside but no one was there and her mum was still at work.
Years later (think it was like 10/20 years later) her mum was moving out and she was helping her pack up. She went to the bedroom window and had a last look out of the garden and could see her teenage self in the garden looking back at her.

This story really affects me more than ghost ones. I just love the thought of time not being linear.

The second story might not be true but it was the one about the man who had dreams as a child of playing with a little boy. The dreams went on for weeks until the boy in the dream asked him to cross over the river with him. Something inside him told him to refuse and so he did and the dreams stopped. Years later the man was discussing this with his younger brother and he too had had the same dreams which started around the same time, he too refused to cross the river. They had had a third brother (the youngest) who had died as a young boy around the time they had been experiencing the dreams. They wondered if he had crossed the river. Real or not this story gives me chills when I think about it.

I've a few, I posted on a previous thread so it may be something you've heard before.

In the early 90's i was living with my ExP in a normal 70's semi, nothing creepy or out of the ordinary about it at all.

One evening when ExP was working afternoons (it was winter so pitch dark by 6pm) I had to put clothes into the tumble dryer which was out in a garage at the back of the house. I went out, opened up the garage door and walked to the back of the garage and bent down to put the clothes in. A person walked past the open garage door and I was struck with fear - id left the back door of the kitchen open and all i could think of was that an intruder was around and I was on my own.

I walked gingerly out of the garage, heart beating fast and called up the garden which was in darkness - no one there. The lights were on in the kitchen and it appeared no-one was in there but I walked in quietly calling 'hello, hello' expecting someone to burst out on me. No one was there as I entered the dining room / living room and my cats were sleeping on the sofa undisturbed.

I realised it was my imagination so started to calm down. I sat down on the chair and turned toward the television but at that moment out of the corner of my eye I saw a young lad standing there. He was late teens, dressed in either green / blue - the most unusual thing was his hair - it was a mass of blonde curls just like a toddler. He wasnt looking at me at all - he was staring out towards the bay (we lived on a hill). I jumped and snapped my head around saying out loud 'what the **ck was that!!' and he was gone.
I never saw him again - not sure if I'd imagined it but he was as clear as day.

Another one was when my darling GF died - we were so close and I was pregnant with my daughter at the time so it was an especially difficult time. He died mid December and the weather was cold and damp. The interment of his ashes took place in the local church garden on the 23rd December and we all gathered for the short ceremony. Afterwards we stood around with the vicar chatting when the biggest, fattest bumble bee appeared from nowhere. It flew amongst us all, attempting to land on our arms and generally buzzing about us all. We all remarked how unusual it was to see a bee like that in the depths of winter. I'd like to think it was grampa coming to tell us he was still around.

Whenever I see a bee now I always say hello x

When ds was about three (and starting to talk way more) he started this weird phase of pointing at churches and shousing "bad" or "bad men". Always churches, despite the architecture. If he was looking out a bus window (I used to let him sit on his knees to look out) and he yelled "bad!" I always knew before I looked and read the sign (religious buildings often have a prominent one) what it would be. Very odd. He never seemed to know who the bad men were, or why they or the building were "bad". Just that the men were in there, and weren't nice. Other buildings you could easily mistake for churches, he never did. Old masonic halls etc I would tense up waiting for "bad" but he wouldn't have noticed them, or mentioned them. Stopped after about a year and a half.

oldlaundbooth might not be woo, but that's rather a nice recipe, thanks :D

Loulou apparently that's the Crawley girl ghost - I think she was the victim of a fatal road traffic accident.

I've got friends living near there but never asked them about her...

Oh I think it's caterham bypass and many sightings of that female ghost plus stories of past events that could be the ghost dying in past.

Yes super it's caterham bypass! Honestly I made DP drives the long way back home once on our way back from abroad because I couldn't face seeing her! Haha I'd be terrified. There's one much closer too on the same stretch but on godstone road & I do that road everyday. There was also talks of man dressing as a woman in a nightgown there too! People thought it was a ghost but he was real