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

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As the title says...

I didn't tell my friend straight away because I didn't want her to think I was squirrelshit crazy. I think I said something about the woods being really creepy and thinking I'd heard voices or something. It was only a couple of years later when she was selling up that I told her the full story. Turns out she was selling because she'd felt it was an 'unlucky' house and without encountering any major disasters, nothing seemed to go right while she was living there.

I was never tempted to look into any spooky goings-on in the area, mainly I just tried to forget about it since I was never able to rationalise it. It's only more recently with the distance of time that I've been able to turn it into more of a "well, funny story..." woo anecdote. Fortunately it happened miles from where I lived then or now and as I say, I've never encountered anything even remotely similar - thankfully!

page have you ever thought of googling that area now to see if there is anything attached to it? I would.

In fact, you must. And then report back. .

I'll preface this by saying I am a rabid atheist, non woo believer, general cynical cow bag.

My uncle is a property developer (big old ramshackle houses/mansions/stately homes etc). We went to stay with him at a manor house he had redeveloped, I was 16 at the time.

When he first bought the manor it had a tower on the side with a spiral stone staircase right to the top. It was falling down so he removed the whole thing. Just after this strange things started happening. Crows flew into the windows repeatedly, the house was freezing but only on the third floor (where the access to the tower had been), mobile phones turned themselves on and off repeatedly, tv would turn itself on and the volume right up in the middle of a film. The dog would regularly go ballistic and then whine and hide in a corner. It got worse and worse, he said he could hear footsteps at night, doors slamming shut inside, glasses smashing for no reason, he swears he went into the kitchen once and all the cupboard doors and drawers were wide open two minutes after he had just been in there.

Anyway the strayer thing was nothing ever happened when there were children in the house. It all completely stopped. House felt fine and normal. So we were staying with him and my parents and my uncle and his girlfriend went out for the night and I stayed there on my own. I was smoking at this point and went out on the balcony about 11pm for a fag. The balcony overlooked the garden (very big). I looked out and I swear to god with every bone in my body there was a woman standing under a tree looking up at me. Just stood there stock still in a long dark dress and a hat. Just looking straight at me not moving. I utterly utterly lost it and ran inside, phoned my mum and screamed at her to come and get me. As I was on the phone the tv suddenly blared out at top volume. I ran out of the house and down the driveway onto the road. I never ever went back again. He sold the house to a family a few months later and they said nothing weird ever happened.

About a year later the family contacted him to say they had been doing research on the house. When it was first built in the early 1800 a family with twin boys had owned it. The boys had been messing around at the top of the tower and had both fallen from a window. The mother threw herself out of the window not long after . I hate even thinking about it now.

When I was 3 we moved house. We went from a small housing estate to a cul de sac with 3 houses.

All the kids used to play out in the estate even 3 year olds. It was a small safe estate, one road in/out always a parent watching & it's was the 70's…

Anyway with in 3/4 days I was chatting about playing with the little girl from next door. As the neighbours one side were in their 60's and the other side a family with 3teen/just preteen boys parents decided it was a imaginary friend/ reaction to moving.

She never had a name but I described her as having long ringy (ringlet) hair and a flowery bridesmaid dress. Mum found this funny, as a little girl I refused to wear dresses.

Anyway eventually I went to school and I stopped mentioning her.

Here's where it gets woo, a few months after I stopped talking about little girl next door (lgnd) my little sister was born. When she was 2 and a half she started talking about her new friend… the little girl next door. Mum & Dad swear they couldn't recall ever mentioning it in front of her.

2nd little sister was a year younger and at one point both of them were 'playing' with her.

So rational explanation is my imaginary friend, little sis's overheard and carried it on.

Till my cousin visited from Oz with her little girl. Who spend the afternoon playing in the garden playing with the little girl next door. It was cousins first visit to the 'homeland' her parents had been estranged from the family so no way it could have been a family story.

Freaked Mum out, well all of us a bit, but in a nice way, apparently she'd fall out with each of us /tell us off if we were being naughty.

Mum looks after my niece 2 days a week, she's going to turn 2 soon…

oooooooo thats a really good one!

Not me.. buy my exs dad was very high up in Lancashire police head quarters.
He's not a woo bloke... he's seen it all... bloated bodies and murder victims.. everything you can imagine.
But he told me one evening that he was working on paperwork in one of the old parts of the building. He was definitely the only one in and heard some row down the end of the hall.
He'd gone down the hall towards it and inot the bathroom to find the toilet chain swinging back and forth. He decided it was hometime at that point and the feelings it created actually inspired his belief that they're maybe something more sinister than people.
I believe the acid bath murderers bath is at preston police equine centre as a drinking trough. :/

Fucking hell page
D: I think I'd have died from a heart attack on the way home!

Holy shit, Page! I'm a hillwalker/hiker and I've been in some creepy feeling places but never that bad!

People aren't typing fast enough on this thread, I want MORE!!!!

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That is my most favourite story ever off Mumsnet.The poster was SundaySymons but she has namechanged.

I'd rather let sleeping hellbeasts lie TBH, WannaBe . But feel free to google yourself - it was near Manningford / Manningford Something, near Savernake Forest.

(Apologies to any MNers who live in Manningford Something who I've now freaked out...)

Linky, please, dust!

Hold on i try and find it.

Actually...has any one ever been "told" anything useful using a Ouija board? I've only ever been told that the person I was using it with (a friend) was stupid, a bastard, a twat, pathetic along with the usual dashing from letter to letter. Oh and once we were told about a ring or a ring of light or a fire which didn't relate to anything

When my son was about two I took him up to my bedroom one afternoon for a nap. As we snuggled down together I noticed he had a fixed stare on the corner by the ceiling, he then started following something with his eyes. I asked him what he was looking at, he said "There's a man up there". He then burst into giggles and said "He's smiling at me, he's got a hat on". It was a bit odd but not at all creepy, I am completely non-woo. Anyway we both eventually nodded off for a snooze. Later that day when we were up and about he suddenly said "I'm going upstairs to see the man". A few minutes later he came down very disappointed and said "He's not there". He was too young at the time to make things up for effect and the man was never mentioned again. I can't explain it, he wasn't dreaming but I couldn't see anything.

You have to remember that most people using a ouija board are doing it as a game. The general "rule" (for want of a better word) is that like attracts like and intent is everything. So if you're mucking about, like woo - hoo, is anybody there etc. then inevitably you're going to get low level joker entities pissing about with you back. Advice is not to go near unless you're very experienced, knowledgeable, sincere, and serious. I steer clear myself.

The disco story poster told it again on a thread fairly recently I think. I feel like I should remember the name as they're around quite often if I'm remembering correctly.

The face i can't even call it a face that appeared behind me in the bathroom mirror at my parents house when I was 17

I screamed for at least 5 minutes. I never look in a bathroom mirror unless it's in full daylight or have all the lights on. Shudders

I have a woo story! I have a woo story!

When j was younger (around 8/9) I'd been to the caravan with my nana and grandad, there was a little village close by that we went into for the afternoon. Me and my nana went in the charity shops and my grandad usually sits in the car with a paper until we are done (still does this ) anyway, this particular day he's left his glasses at the caravan so came with us.
On the way back to the caravan site, we drive past my late uncles favourite pub (the cricketers arms) and something came hurtling towards the car from what seemed like the tree outside the pub. It hit the windshield and rolled off. My grandad stopped the car and got out to check and it was his glasses, in their case! The glasses case was a soft leather one and it was really warm when he picked it up. Woooo!

The same uncle- on the night of his funeral we were all at his wife's house for a drink and some food. They have a back living room that everybodywas in. The door locks and the key was on the outside. One of his daughters tried to leave the room and the door was locked.

Liz70- yes I'm aware of those things
Whenever we got the name calling, my friend told them (politely) to go away with blessings and such. We never asked for any one or anything specifically

"We never asked for any one or anything specifically"

Which begs the question, why were you using the board, then? Don't get me wrong, I'm not having a go at you, or wagging a finger, I'm just reiterating my point that doing ouija board for a laff leads to jokers having a laff with you back.

I was once laying on my bed, my baby asleep next to me. I was suffering with PND and feeling a bit sad at that moment. My arm started to lift up by itself. I freaked out and it slowly dropped down on to the bed. I lay still and calmed down and it started lifting again! After a few times of this happening I decided to stay calm and see if anything else happened if I didn't freak out.
As my arm lifted back up I stayed calm and my hand slowly turned over so it was palm down and a vibration went all the way down my arm and filled my body. My sadness went and I recovered from PND!

A couple of weeks ago my 2 year old Son came in to my room at 2am and said "the boy has gone home, but the girl is still here"

I once heard a voice say "who named their fish after Winnie the pooh?" I was perplexed and spoke to my best friend. Her dad had passed recently and it turned out she had fish as a child called winnie the pooh and Tigger!

While giving birth to my 5th baby, my Husband put his hands on my back and the pain went. I made him keep his hands there and had a pain free birth! (no drugs involved!)

I have so many more to share but will have to come back later as I have an appointment to get to!

Wow. Some really woo stories here. Bright daylight and I'm still a bit spooked!

Speaking of ouji boards a group of friends did them at school. Me and another girl, who was a very strict christian, said they were just pushing it around. They ducked out and we were the only two that were left touching it. Of course we thought it wouldn't do anything now, but it carried on moving. We both accused the other of moving it and both jolted our fingers away at the exact same time as we both realised the other wasn't pushing it at all.