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

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As the title says...

My DM went to see a psychic - just to keep a friend company. She was told that her husband was likely to move jobs. She told the psychic that this wasn't at all likely as he was very settled. When she got home and told him, he was amazed - that day they had been told that the company was merging and moving to premises in a different town. He moved with it. There was no way the psychic could have known this - they didn't know themselves.

Wooooooooooo

I had a friend who I stayed with sometimes who had a large old Victorian 3 storey house, which she and her small son lived in with around 6 cats and the dog. The cats were allowed free reign during the day but at night she told you to block the cat flaps to the rooms and check the cats were not in the same room due to the high jinks they got up to at night.

Duly I checked my room for cats and blocked the flap then settled down in bed to read, she had one of those neon phones as a nightlight. After a while I could feel cats paws on me, turning around, the way they do when they want to settle down on you. I looked down and I could see the dints of the cats paws, moving one after another as it tried to settle on my body, but no cat, no cat at all. The weird thing is, I wasn't scared, I just carried on reading, I fell asleep and can't remember whether it moved or no.

The next morning I mentioned it to my friend and she used to sleep in that room and one of her cats who had since died always used to sleep on her legs in there. She said I was not the only one who saw the cat, but he only ever showed himself to women as apparently he hated her ex who was violent to her.

DH saw a ghost as child, a relative used to own a lodging house and he saw there a black man and a dog, he said he was talking to the man until he said some things that were scary and he threw stuff at the man to make him go away and he disappeared, the relative found him doing this. Apparently the relative said always tobacco could be strongly smelt in this room even though she did not allow smoking and it hadn't been let for years...

siameseturkey, I'm not trying to make light of your unease in that hotel bedroom, but the standby light on one of our TVs flashes red/blue/red/blue etc in the early hours of the morning - it's a TV with built in Freeview and that's when it does a system 'update' (or whatever it's called).

My old boss told me about an experience she had. (Very non Woo person.)
She was very close to her sister in law, they had children a similar age and were always popping into each other's houses.
When her SIL called she would always sit in the same place - my boss had a little low brick hearth round the fire and she would perch on one side of it, smoking, with her ashtray balanced next to her.
One evening she called round and confided in her a secret. My boss has never revealed the secret but apparently it was very serious.
A few days after this her SIL was getting ready one mornings big in the bathroom and she collapsed and died of a brain aneryism.

Posted too soon - phone!!

Years later my boss's son went on a night out with a friend and when he came back really late he slept on their sofa. He'd never stayed there before and my boss had never met him.

She came downstairs to find him waking up complaining that his head was really hurting and rubbing it furiously but she just put it down to a hangover.
He then asked her who the lady was who sat on the fireplace wall smoking - and he then described her SIL, right down to the distinctive glasses she wore.
He then said "She told you a secret didn't she? But whatever it was it was so bad you've never ever repeated it have you?"

My boss was unfazed but can't explain it to this day.

I want to know the secret now.

My Aunt & Uncle's house is on a quiet country lane, on the edge of a little village. I love their house, it is very beautiful (it's been in Homes & Gardens) but I am really scared of the lane it is on.

Now, I am the least woo person ever, but for some reason I have always hated being out on the lane after dark, I just feel really on edge and very tense, and my heart starts to race. But it's where you have to park, so unavoidable, but I almost run to get in my car.

Never told anyone about how the lane scared me so much, as everyone knows I am so un-woo.

A few years ago, DH and I caught a taxi and the driver mentioned he'd just dropped a fare off in my Aunt & Uncle's village. So we got chatting about the village, and he said he really disliked doing pick ups, late at night, from its pub (which is on the same lane as my Aunt's house).

When I asked why, he said that once he'd been parked on the lane, at night, and heard voices whispering and hissing outside the car. He got out, thinking it was kids pranking, but there was no one there...

He also said another driver no longer did pick ups from the same pub, because he had been parked on the lane, looked in the rear view mirror, and seen someone sitting on the back seat, but when he whipped round there was no one there...

Just really creepy and very coincidental, and I hate that I can't reason it away.

So did I Mavis!
But she wasn't telling.
Probably why she told her to start with!

I've a few. we live in a farmhouse which the oldest part is about 300 years old and DFIls bedroom was in this part he died just before DH and I got together but knew us as friends and had advised me that my exP (abusive relationship) was "as much use as an ashtray on a motorbike" When I was pregnant with DD1 and had been in and out of hospital and was due to go in at 32 weeks for a checkup having already had steroids and baby not growing well I was very anxious. The night before the appointment was a heatwave and I couldn't sleep so I went to the loo and had to walk past DFIls favourite chair outside his old room, I saw him sitting there smoking his pipe and he told me straight that the ba would be ok but it wouldn't be easy and make sure I take my bag tomorrow, don't be worrying everything would be fine and not to ask would it be a boy or a girl he sure as hell wouldn't be parting! (As though that was the first thing on my mind standing in my underwear talking to my late FIL about whether my baby would survive). I would have put it down to a dream but both DH and my best friend smelt pipe smoke next morning and I hadn't told them. I was delivered by emcs that day and she's now 6.i often feel him around at difficult times.

Same dd was about 3 and always had been a good sleeper began to have nightmares or night terrors. She was terrified to go into her own room to sleep but was fine in ours or downstairs. Eventually she said there was a bad man would sit on the end of her bed and he scared old daddy away. Old daddy was her name for DHs dad because she'd seen photos and they looked so alike. Needless to say we moved her out right away and got a friend who is quite open to these things over (she's often felt DFil) and she immediately went cold. She asked it to leave and sprinkled some holy water (no idea where she got it!) and we both felt much better. Never but dd1 or since dd2 back in there though.

Never put not but

OK, I'm totally not a woo person but DP has a dotty old aunt who thinks she's a psychic and can see spirits. Usually I just smile politely when she does her thing but she once told me she could see a little boy standing behind me carrying a teddy bear and wearing a very specific outfit. I had a little brother who died very young and when he died he was wearing a similar outfit to what she described. She couldn't have known because even DP didn't know at that time as it was when we were first dating and I hadn't told him yet.

I know deep down it's pure rubbish but it was just spooky for me.

Oh, forgot about the girl I went to sixth form with. Terrified of flying but conquered her fear enough to fly to LA. Had the time of her on her stopover in New York and missed her flight to L.A. She was really upset about it at the time... and then that plane was used in the 9/11 attacks. That was really terrifying for her.

Just thought of another one.

In DH's halls at university, a few students messed about with a Ouija board. A few days later one of them killed themselves.

The following year, the student staying in the same room as the suicide, also killed themselves.

Tragic coincidence? But, the dean had that corridor closed off anyway.

Oh god that is spooky MaQueen

As I said, I don't generally believe in woo (well, I do think that ghosts could exist, I just haven't seen any proof yet, for example) but I'll never go near a Ouija board. I know they're supposed to be a bit of fun but I always get this feeling in the pit of my stomach whenever I'm near one.

Not quite as woo as others. But my wonderful gran was always sad that I was unable / wasn't actively trying for children. due to a medical procedure as a child the chances of me conceiving were pretty slim. So I always let fate take over in that line of things. She died 3 days after her 97th birthday. So 3 days before her funeral I felt sick as a dog. My sister persuaded me to take a pregnancy test. And low and behold it was positive. I like to think it was her parting gift to me. I had a little boy and haven't been successful since despite trying. It was ment to be. Thanks gran.

I've told this one before, too. My MIL was quite a piece of work, and at the time she died, unexpectedly, in the mid 1990s, we weren't speaking to her.

She had always been incredibly nosy. Once I stored some stuff during a flat move, in her spare room and we called round only to find her on the spare room floor, upto her elbows, going through our boxes of possessions...

When she visited, she'd find any excuse to go in the kitchen then we'd find her peering in the cupboards, literally, like a police raid, one after the other.

She died in the night and my husband got a phone call from his dad to say she had died. That next day, this pigeon appeared on our living room windowsill. It was peering in to the house, with its faced pressed nosily against the glass. We'd never seen it before. It was totally tame, and no matter how much we banged on the window or even went out in the garden to try and scare it away - it either refused to move, or would move to a tree or something nearby then when we went in, return to perch on the windowsill.

And there is stood for three days precisely, glaring in at us. I forgot to say but I have always been terrified of pigeons, even long before this - something about their unpredictability, the way they fly - they creep the shit out of me. She knew this, of course.

On the third day, it vanished. And we never saw it again. I think she got her wish - to be a fly on our wall and stare at us all day for 3 days.

Joffrey i hope you gave her something to be nosy about.

dustarr, sadly, no. I was just so freaked out by it - it was like a person who is terrified of clowns having a clown with its face pressed against their window for 3 days, or a person who hates spiders having a spider peering in at them... Even with the blinds pulled shut, it was unnerving because you knew it was just standing there, glaring... Sadly, none of the kids remember this as they were very young. Husband does, though.

ETA: In this day and age you'd film it on your phone...

FruVikingessOla I didn't know that and that could be a rational explanation for the TV button flashing read and blue. I'm certainly open to rational explanations! I think it's interesting that my state of mind could mean that I reacted to something, which could well have been an electrical fault or something else just as innocent, and felt it was something sinister.

Not sure about what the footsteps could've been though...gulp!

Woo funny or just wierd
Visiting family in Kent I was sent to pick up elderly relative for get together. No local knowledge so post code in Sat nav and off I went. Lovely sunny day and winding road through a woodland. Then the stark naked golden glowing running man appeared parallel to me. He ran along side for ages. I was doing about 30-40mph. He was beautiful and just disappeared into the trees.

Ahem, what part of Kent

seriously woo!!! love these

Shameless placemarking.

Jesus fucking Christ! Was halfway through PageStillNotFounds post when one of my DS's toy police cars fell off the windowsill and crashed against the radiator ! I actually screamed!