What is the creepiest place you've ever been to?

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Was just talking about this with DH earlier. I remember going on a visit to Edgehill as a child and finding it really spooky. We'd been watching videos in school about the Civil War and there was talk of the phantom armies etc, so I think it was a combination of that and how strange it was that all these nice quiet green fields were once a battlefield

The second place was a ruined abbey in Ireland. Lovely sunny day when we visited, but my skin was crawling the whole time we were there and I kept feeling as though there was something peeping at me fron behind the walls

Love reading everyone’s accounts, bumping for the hope of more!
Creepy places- a restaurant I worked at. The building had previously been a scouts association. I was finishing off in fine diningvresr

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In the fine dining room upstairs on my own, kitchen staff had gone and the rest of staff were in the downstairs bistro, clearing up. I switched off all the lights except the main stairs and landing and went through to double check the fine dining room was done, lights out, shut door, turned and went back into the kitchen and saw a person walk past where I’d just been, heading for customer stairs. The kitchen doors were like hospital porter doors with round windows in so my view was of a man’s head and shoulders as he was walking past towards the way out. I legged it down the steep kitchen staff stairs that led to the bistro and watched for anyone to come down the customer staircase but they didn’t and management/ staff were downstairs clearing up. It was eerie because usually you caught someone’s eye as they went past the doors and could wave or call hi but it wasn’t a member of staff and all customers had left.
Another time one morning shift, me and manager were preparing to open the bistro and he came out of the toilets and said did you see to that guy then? I had no idea who he was talking about. He said a man had come into the toilets and manager had said we aren’t open yet but I was in the bistro if he needed anything. He said the man wearing a suit had made eye contact, said nothing and gone into a cubicle which he thought ‘ok if you need the toilet....’then a few second later he heard the toilet door to bistro close so thought the man Dad the left toilets to come and book a table or something with me. I had been prepping directly in front of front door and nobody had come in or out although the main entrance was unlocked. We checked the building in case but nothing and he was adamant that he’d seen this man, and was a total no nonsense man but was more baffled than anything.

I've been to Bolsover and never noticed anything creepy, but it did seem a calm place to me.

mavornia - your post about Bali has prompted me to post another of mine. I wasn't going to because it seems so bloody silly!

Me, DH and DCs had a fantastic holiday in Sharm a few years ago. Best of everything, fabulous, never forget it, loved it.

BUT one thing i'll also never forget was that every.single.night for the whole 2 weeks i would wake up in our room at about 1 or 2 am and lie there totally freaked out by ... i know not what! Just felt like i'd become aware of something old and awful roaming about the room with us. I felt it was aware of me and was not pleased. I would not even dare get out of bed to go to the en suite! Madness - but there it is.

I'd lie awake and wait for the sun to peep through the black out curtains (4 am or a bit before) and then i'd feel better. I'd then catch up on sleep or get up and go for a walk on the beach or whatever. Bloody strange i just couldn't understand it. Whole atmosphere in the room was fine in the daytime and i was blissfully happy and loving my holiday otherwise.

Propping up the thread: when I was about 8 I got up in the middle of the night to call for my mother and swear i saw a light figure flit down the stairs and disappear. Was spooked.
As a teenager there was a presence too, I felt, not harmful. On the evenings before each surprising event (e.g. Absent parent returning) (grandfather dying), I would feel the presence and it would tap me on the shoulder. I didn't know if it was real or if I was making it up, but I felt calm and not spooked. It was a normal postwar semi detached London suburb house.

"I've been to Bolsover and never noticed anything creepy, but it did seem a calm place to me."

I was thinking that I'd only heard of Bolsover because of the "Beast", but I couldn't remember who that was, but I thought it must be some serial killer or rapist, so no wonder the place gives off creepy vibes for some.

Then I looked it up.

Sorry, Mr. Skinner.

The first place that my husband and I rented was a flat that was part of an old Victorian workhouse they had converted. Seriously haunted. We left the lease early without penalty due to the landlord's understanding at what we'd experienced! 😱

Just looked up Bolsover and Bolsover Castle on wiki and didn't find the spooky history. Anyone willing to explain?

Harebell this is quite a recent news item
www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-derbyshire-41651706

Thank you. A nice spooky summary.

Jedi - what happened in the ex workhouse you lived in? Curious.

We had a puppy and whatever it was used to open the crate. The ceilings were massively high and there used to be dog poo smeared on them on the occasions the puppy was let out while we were out of the house. The ceilings were so high that we had to get a brush to clean them again, couldn't reach - mental, I know.
The toaster kept going missing and was hidden all around the house. Didn't matter where we plugged it in or left it.
There was an old man who would follow me around the gardens when I was pegging washing out but he didn't live there, no one knew him and he never made a sound as he moved closer to me every time I looked up - across the road, across gravel. No sound. Just staring.
There was a shadowy figure that used to stand at the bottom of our bed and walk out of the bedroom when either me or my husband woke up and saw it.
If you were sat on the computer you'd see someone walk behind you in that reflective strip around the screen but no one was there when you'd look.
One night we were in bed asleep. The flat above was being renovated by my husband's uncle for a couple who lived a good distance away so was always empty. Every other flat in the block (3) were empty also. Just ours was lived in at that point. Anyway; there was a massive slam as though something had hit the ceiling of our flat and then a voice roared out, "No!" I woke up with the slam but my husband, who had started to sleep with headphones on because of the noises at night (footsteps etc) ripped them off as the voice yelled. He had even heard it over white noise.
Our last night we moved our bedroom into the living room as the bedroom door kept slamming. We lay in bed listening to someone walking around upstairs knowing that no one was up there. It was silent if the lights were on but as soon as they turned off the dog went nuts and the footsteps started again. Eventually stuff started to sound like it was moving (like items of ours) so we left at approx 3am and went to his mum and dad's. When we got back to move our stuff was moved, thrown over, some bags emptied.

I know it sounds totally and utterly bonkers but we are both really pragmatic people and none of it made sense. We don't drink, don't do drugs. It was a horrific place, it felt cold and sad. Still does when we drive past it.

Jedi do you think whatever it was was just smearing dog poo, or maybe flinging your poor puppy about too? How was the puppy's temperament?

I honestly don't know. He became a very difficult, fear aggressive dog and we put it down to finding out he was badly bred for profit but it could have been anything. He wasn't left alone after we worked out there was something going on but I think the fall would have killed him if he was being thrown. He was a tiny Yorkshire terrier puppy and these were extremely tall ceilings.

We had videos of our puppy as well on an old iPhone that would literally distort randomly for small periods of time then normalise again. This never happened on the phone before or after we moved out. Whatever it was seemed to hate the dog.

Jedi bloody hell that is seriously scary stuff.

Dogshit on the ceilings is a new one. Though, when all natural possibilities seem to have been excluded, you are left with the only logical answer: someone is playing spiteful tricks on you. (If you could reach the ceiling with a broom to clean it, a prankster could reach the ceiling with a broom to spread it.)

Wasn't the Boreley Rectory so-called haunting proven to be a hoax?

@LoveMySituation I googled it and yes it was Harry Tuffins! Very odd place :)

@ReanimatedSGB - we happily tested that theory as we hoped that someone was breaking in to prank us because it scared the hell out of us. People coming in wouldn't have been nice but easier to understand.
We left little lines of powder at the threshold of doors, just enough that you'd notice it if you knew but wouldn't otherwise, and on the stairs. None of it was disturbed.

The amphitheatre at Leptis Magna in Libya - we visited in 2005 before the political situation went TU. It wasn't just a theatre like many similar, it was a proper gladiatorial combat/prisoner execution one. There's lots of fallen masonry in the arena itself and initially I was just interested poking around. Then I looked up at the rows and rows of seats. And I felt what can only be described as pure terror.

I legged it up the steps to one of the lower seating tiers and immediately felt better, and I put it down to a recent attack of amoebic dysentery. But then I saw DH coming towards me along the row - he'd been on the opposite side of the arena. He said words to the effect of "Sheesh, this place gives me the willies. I had to get up off the ground level there, it felt horrible."

We are both firm non-believers in ghosts, poltergeists, the supernatural and indeed woo of any kind. But that was definitely an odd experience.

@madmary I know a few people who claim to have seen something on that stretch of road.
Personally I've never and know it's history well, I've never felt safe until they widened and straightened it.

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On reflection my message was a little short on details!
It's not really the castle which we had the problem with but the grounds.
We had got disoriented while driving in the grounds. It was around 25 years ago so I don't recall all the specifics, but we found ourselves driving down a rough single track lane in our little red car. As the lane curved there was a farmyard in front on us. There were quite a few people carrying out normal farming activities and sheep and chickens. The only thing was they were all in old fashioned garb, I'm no expert but pre Victorian, perhaps Medieval? As this began to dawn on us we noticed a ginger haired girl very close and staring at us, not in fear but with a look of challenge. Mum said to my Dad "I don't think it's this way". We reversed up the track quickly.
You'd think perhaps a reinactment of an earlier time? Having parked up we had bravely carried on our visit. We walked over to a little shop which sold what we'd today call vintage items. It was in the same area as the farm, but we couldn't find the lane again.
I know it sounds unlikely but I also know it happened and I can still see that face.

Jedi that's so freaky. It must have been someone who didn't like dogs in general, a Yorkshire terrier puppy isn't a threat to anyone.

Thank you for replying KirstieK, that's very odd indeed. I assume you've looked on Google satellite view to see if you can see the lane/farmyard.