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MapMyMum · 08/10/2016 17:55

Miles...

SuckingEggs · 09/10/2016 00:07

It wasn't chatter or a church choir but amazing perfect singing, properly choral hymns, and they were from above me, with no church there. No one else heard it.

The guitar being playe was from downstairs - neither parent plays.

SuckingEggs · 09/10/2016 00:07

*played

Babydontcry · 09/10/2016 00:42

Tonight my mum went to empty the bin outside she came back really shaken up, she swears she heard someone say boo behind het but no one was there!

Giggorata · 09/10/2016 05:12

This is a fab thread. I am a bit woo & have various experiences. The most memorable was scattering ashes at a stone circle (vague, or this will out me) where the wind blew the ashes up into the air & for a moment, they settled on & outlined some previously invisible figures...
We also have someone in the house who helpfully gives people a little push in the small of the back when going upstairs. My son gets this the most & he hates it..

I am dying to know where in Kent the golden man was seen.... (Packs overnight bag)

popcornpaws · 09/10/2016 13:35

I've told this one before on another thread so i'l keep it brief.
Woke up in the early hours of the morning, was drawn to go to the spare room (which is at the other side of the house)
Looked out the window and saw our car had been broken into and there were youths in the car.
I shouted my DH to come quickly and i stood watching them, one was banging on the drivers headrest in a "come on hurry up"motion.
We ran out into the street to confront them and the street was silent, car locked, no one near…
My DH was a bit wtf? and kept slagging me about seeing things.
A few weeks later the car was stolen from outside our house and was never found!
It gave me great pleasure to say i told you so even although the car got stolen.

CanuckBC · 10/10/2016 09:14

It's 1:11 am here and I just finished reading the thread. Let's see what kind of sleep I get👻

SuckingEggs · 11/10/2016 23:43

Bumping cos Halloween is approaching!

badtasteflump · 12/10/2016 11:05

I had a really wierd one last night - still feeling a bit wobbly about it

Something woke me at about 1am - I assumed it was DH moving about and looked over at him but he was fast asleep. Then I noticed somebody sitting on his side of the bed, looking around and down at him . All I can remember is that I think it was a woman and she had something on her head like a mop cap. I sat up, shook DH awake and started freaking out but by then it had gone. He went straight back to sleep and I then spent about an hour trying to calm myself down..

This morning when I mentioned it he said "Don't worry, you were just dreaming" - but I was awake

SuckingEggs · 13/10/2016 00:01

That's so creepy!😯

Sweetdreamsaremadeofthis · 13/10/2016 11:05

Love these threads must remember not too read before bed as i will be keeping the lights on

badtasteflump · 13/10/2016 11:15

I kept the hallway light on last night after my woman on the bed experience . I told DH it was because DD was worried about clowns

DH slept like a baby though - apparently it didn't bother him at all to know he had some random ghosty woman poking at him in the night...

Icalledforhelp · 13/10/2016 19:38

Name changed for this as dh knows I'm on here.

I've been wondering about posting this all week- but thought why not.

I've lots of health conditions - one of them led to a complication this week. I was in agony - still improving. I begged & begged for my (deceased) nan or grandad to come & give me strength & to help me die. I literally could not take any more. Nothing nothing nothing - I was literally devastated - still am actually.

But I have dcs - & in my right mind I know I could never really leave them no matter how bad.

Icalledforhelp · 13/10/2016 19:45

And now I'm name changing back

justarandomer · 13/10/2016 23:36

About a mile or so walk over a mountain by my childhood home, there is an abandoned pig slaughter house. On the side is a big ditch surrounded by woodland with a bog type thing at the bottom.

Every summer I'd go off there on my own and dig around because I'd find all sorts of jars and pottery, I'd take this home and add them to my collection. I kept them under my bed in a box.

On one of my digs, I chucked a note and a few pence into a jar and buried it.

Then things started to fall of my book shelf at home, doors closing, latches moving, chair across floor, foot steps etc.

I always always always got the feeling of being watched, even thinking of going back there makes me want to cry or be sick.

I'm getting goose bumps right now.

I chucked all the pottery back into a brook.

There was something there, watching, looking, I could feel it looking.

SuckingEggs · 14/10/2016 13:49

did it stop after that, Just?

I called, I hope you're feeling a bit better sounds so awful. You're right, your children need and love you.

justarandomer · 14/10/2016 23:27

Eggs,

The happenings in my room seemed to stop then. But the rest of the house still feels it.

I scared myself reading this thread last night!!

SuckingEggs · 14/10/2016 23:28

Oh goodness. That sounds horrible. Can you tell it to go away (mad as that sounds)?

justarandomer · 14/10/2016 23:45

Eggs,

You know that's a good suggestion actually. Although, I have actually told the presence that it's welcome and I mean it no harm. (How could I anyway!)

I usually feel at ease, but sometimes I feel terribly uncomfortable.

Maybe I need to get ghost busters round

SuckingEggs · 14/10/2016 23:56

I had that awful watched feeling in my parents' old bedroom. Used to do the Hoovering and then run out (or back out)... Goodness knows what was wrong on there.

Worth telling it it has to move on, Just? Better than the creepy feeling

Gabbyaug · 15/10/2016 14:46

Placemarking

IreallyKNOWiamright · 15/10/2016 17:27

Recently I was on my own in the house when my dh was away. I had felt the atmosphere of the house change a few weeks before that which made me uncomfortable and disturbed my sleep. I also kept hearing footsteps when I was downstairs on the landing.

One afternoon I was cleaning the bathroom or doing my make up can't remember what But I was looking in the mirror, to then see behind me in the mirror, on the landing a face and and the upper half of a person. Normally if sense these things I pray for it to leave but it seemed like it definately didn't want to go . Last straw was one evening late at night the all the lights went on and off . I slept downstairs for the rest of that week. I don't know what it was but it eventually went after a few days. I've had lots of spooky experiences and also seen angels but that really frightened me the most.

Emmageddon · 15/10/2016 18:26

We used to live in a 4 storey Victorian house with our 4 DCs, and recently, my youngest DS, now late teens, asked me how long Grandma lived with us for when he was little. Grandma NEVER lived with us, she was a very frail elderly lady (DH was born when was mid 40's) and never left her London house and she passed away when my DCs were toddlers. But DS is convinced he remembers an elderly lady sitting in the rocking chair, reading him and his big brother stories about dragons, and singing lullabies to them. We never had any elderly relatives/friends/neighbours visiting us. DS said looking back, he just assumed it was Grandma, and my older DS said he thought the same. Not scary really, quite sweet, if it was her.

PigeonPieAndMash · 15/10/2016 22:09

Love a good woo thread!

mumwhatnothing · 16/10/2016 01:52

My mum seemed to attract the ghosts.
In the early to mid 70s mum and dad had just met and were staying the night at dad's uncles house. Dads uncle was a medium. In the middle of the night, mum in the front room on a pull out bed was woken by what she knew to be a very black shape of a man. She was utterly terrified and wouldn't look at it. It felt evil to her. In the morning she told uncle about it who said she did the right thing by not looking at it as it was a harmful spirit.
Late 70's my family moved to Germany and lived on or near an RAF base. My oldest brother who would have been 2 or 3 would wake up in the middle of the night and play with a friend who would take him into mums room and they would tickle her feet as she slept. Uncle visited and was told the story. Brother described the friend as wearing a very old fashioned German army uniform with the high boots. Uncle said it was a friendly ghost and not to worry.
Uncle was a wonderful man and we visited often growing up. One time when I was early teens I mentioned about Ouija boards. He wasn't cross but explained to me how dangerous they could be and to never use one without him present. He then told me this story.....
He, as a trained medium, and friends were conducting a seance using a ouija board and made contact with a spirit of a child. This child had some trouble communicating (uncle said because of spelling issues) and one member of the seance became annoyed for some reason and shouted at the spirit. The planchet immediately flew off the table and was trembling on the floor.
Mum also tells of the time she did a ouija board with friends (not uncle) and was merrily chatting with her uncle Terry when something evil came through. I don't know any more details but I have never felt the urge to try a ouija board.

For myself, I have dreams....
I had a dream about 10 years ago I think about an old friend of my dads who I had not seen in donkeys years and had no reason to be thinking about. The dream was about the fact she had died. I called my dad next day and said he should get in touch with her as I felt it was really important and that I felt she had died. He didn't get in touch even though he believes in the woo to a certain extent. About 3 years ago he messaged me on FB (as I had moved overseas) simply saying "you were right about my friend".
Anothe dream just a few weeks after my grandad died, I had a dream that we were at a huge family gathering and I had just arrived. As I entered the room, the crowd of family parted and granada was standing there. I walked up to him and he said simply "thank you for loving me". I woke up and felt happier about his passing and that he did know how much I cared.

My mum did 2 weeks ago and her funeral is tomorrow. She hasn't visited my dreams yet and I dont know if I should be sad or just wait.