Tell me your creepiest story

[HeartStrings]

I was reading an article on Facebook the other day about children saying creepy things to their parents in relation to a 'past life' that they had remembered.
I'm not sure how much I believe if this but they're fun to read so I'd like to know your creepiest stories that made your hairs stand up and sent shivers down your spine at the time. Just for the sake of it

I'll start. I was bathing 2 of my children (aged 3&4 at the time) and I just popped into my bedroom next door to grab their towels. All of a sudden I heard screaming so I ran back in and you three year old was standing up begging me to get her out (this was unusual as she usually hates getting out the bath and wants to stay in longer) my 4 year old then said "she's scared" when I asked what she was scared of he pointed to the window and said "that man out there..... he looks very scarey"

My friends MIL died last year and she and her dh inherited her house. They moved in not long after and are planning renovations but my friend kept telling me she felt 'unsettled' - I couldn't get a straight answer out of her as to exactly what she meant though.
Anyway, she came to see me a few weeks ago and told me she had been to see a well-recommended medium as she felt compelled to do so. She didn't tell anyone and when she arrived at the woman's house she only told her her first name (I.e. There's no way the woman could've found out any info about her).
My friend sat down and the medium immediately said "right well, Jackie wants to speak to you" - my friend nearly fainted as Jackie is her MIL. She then proceeded to tell her several significant things about the situation and how she's been feeling about living in the house etc. But most bizarrely (I thought) was she said "make sure you use those leopard print towels in the airing cupboard". My friend didn't know what she meant but when she got home looked in the airing cupboard and there was a plastic bag with two brand new leopard print beach towels stuffed in the bottom.

I've always been a complete cynic about this stuff but I was

My parents house is reputed to be haunted but mainly we just experienced creaks and draughts which we could explain away except for one experience of mine.

I had come back off holiday and taken one packet of duty free cigarettes out of a carton of 200 and left the rest in the kitchen. I was smoking and reading in my room one morning when I was alone in the house. I went to light another cigarette and I couldn’t find the packet so I looked all around on the floor but I hadn’t got off my bed and were fairly sure they were on there. I picked up all the (lots of) books and magazines off my bed, my dressing gown, the sheets, the duvet, the pillow and shook them all out and threw them all on the floor. Couldn’t find the cigarettes so, very fed up, I went down to the kitchen to get some more. But....

...when I got back up to my bedroom my bed was completely made. Next to the pillows neatly stacked in order of size to make a pyramid shape where my books and magazines with the packet of cigarettes on top...

I have never dressed and got out of a house so fast.

My mother’s pithy response was ‘Even the bloody ghost is trying to tell you to tidy up your bedroom’.

My 5 yr old son was sitting on my lap watching tv, my DH by our side. All was quite when he said " Auntie Lena came to see me last night , she said she was from a land far, far away and that she loved us all and would like to visit again. My husband looked shocked and looked at me. You see Auntie Lena had never met my son as she lived in NZ and she had died of a heart attack 2 months before. We had never talked about her in front of him so we don't know how he know but Auntie Lena she very much adored my DH and used to visit home 2 times a yr bringing gifts,until I'll health stopped her 12 yrs ago

Some years ago we discovered from one of those old maps sites that our large lawned back garden had an aincent burial mound under it i have been meaning sometime to ask an archoligist to come and dig it up but can't really be bothered so lets let them lie there.

Never had any propblems with those neighbours at all!. House creaks and moans and bangs sometimes, just steel lintels moving when it heats up and cools down at the end of the day;!.

I went to get my passport re-newed and decided to make a day of it shopping with my friend who was coming with me on a years long backpacking adventure. I purchased a lovely black scarf with red poppies on it and took it with me. I wore it loads whilst travelling then one day i discovered it had fallen out of my hair whilst driving when the windows were open. We went back to look for it, but it was gone forever.

For the rest of the holiday experience I mourned the loss of the scarf and it was mentioned as a missing dress up piece throughout our travels by both my friend and I.
When I got home 10 months later I immediately went to dig out my winter clothes I'd packed away before I left.
In the middle of the suitcase was my scarf.!!!
I called my friend straight away and she was also in dis belief.
A week later I lost the scarf again.
I took over 500 photos that holiday and the scarf wasn't in any of them.

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mighty that is so weird!

Love your mums response though

mighty that is exactly what my mum would have said!

Aged 4 I woke up to tell my mum that my great Nan had been in my bedroom last night and asked me to be a good girl, I recalled her standing at the bottom of my bed and chatting with me. In the morning I told mum, 2 hours later she was phoned to say she had died the previous evening.

A few years ago my fiancé died after a relatively short illness. We knew he was critical but expected to live another few weeks or so. That night, as I'd finally managed to drift off to sleep I felt someone tuck the duvet around my shoulders and neck. I assumed it was my mum who had come to check on me but when I asked her about it after she said no one had come into the room as they hadn't wanted to waken me. I still like to think that was his way of saying goodbye.

This was told to me by my mum who was told by her friend.
A lady was dying and she said to her daughter. I'm not going to die just yet. We've together still got a few hours. I'm nearly crying, here.
I've seen a list of names and I am on there, but I'm not going to die until 12.33.
I think you all know where this is going.
She passed away at exactly 12.33.

@endofthelinefinally I'm so sorry

Also that's the second time this disco story has been mentioned. I've never heard of it but I'd like to know about it. Can anyone find or even tell me the disco one?

Why the fuck do I always read these. I always say I won't then I do... Goodbye sleep!

I know someone who's son used to talk about a 'past life'. I think he first mentioned it on his fourth or fifth birthday, he suddenly started saying to everyone at the party "oh remember my last birthday when I was 18 and there were lots of balloons and I had a motorbike and it was a surprise and then I died and came here" or something weird and crazy like that. If they tried to ask him questions he'd just keep saying the same thing about a surprise and a motorbike and his 18th birthday and then dying, all very matter of fact, it was very weird for such a young child to say. They didn't know any 18 year Olds or people with motorbikes and had never said anything about reincarnation as they weren't into all that. I think they were quite light hearted about it but were definitely creeped out. Anyway he's a young man himself now and has no recollection of saying that or the mysterious surprise 18th birthday and 'dying' memory, he just stopped talking about it eventually and then forgot I guess.

I've got loads of creepy stories, might have to come back to this later!

Fucking hell, purple. Id have had kittens.

. For endofthelinefinally

Endoftheline, I'm sorry

DH's grandad died about 9 years ago, 5 years before ds was born. They were very close. Ds has told dh loads of weird things like "Remember when I was the grown up and you were the little boy?" and "I taught you to swim, now you're teaching me, it's funny."

Jr also saw a picture of a market during biblical times and said "That looks like when I had another mummy and daddy."

Placemarking

I've seen a list of names and I am on there, but I'm not going to die until 12.33

I've always had a real thing about 23:05 god alone knows why sometimes when i look at the PC trhe clock on there ois that tiome seems t happen with the kitchen clock and at some other locations!

Seeings its almost that time now i'm outa here;!

@Heartstrings it was presumably the window cleaner?

I used to house share with somebody who had epilepsy, regularly I would be woke by something and would go to the bathroom whilst I was awake. Without exception they'd have an episode a few moments later, normally I slept all night.

The other night I was asleep and I woke up with a jump and felt a large buzz in my ear like I'd had an electric shock. I have no idea what it was but it terrified me.

Following this thread as I refuse to read it now at this time of night 😱

HeartStrings, I think the boy at the disco was when one of the posters had been going to a disco with friends and had seen a lad, dressed in 70s clothes, and many years later had been at the same disco, and saw the same lad, dressed exactly the same way, looking the same. I am sure someone will remember more about the story than me.

This is my current late night reading:

forums.digitalspy.com/discussion/1376448/what-is-the-creepiest-thing-to-have-ever-happened-to-you

Only another 30 odd pages out of 186 to go!

A few months after my partner died suddenly, a whicker chair in my room would often creak loudly (as if someone was sitting in it) when I was in the room. I didn't think much of it at the time, but then my radio started turning itself on spontaneously. One day I was telling a friend about this, and she - like me - was inclined to shrug it off as a loose connection, or me accidentally knocking the radio or something. A minute or two later it happened, with both of us there and clear to both of us that there was no way the radio had been disturbed. We were mildly intrigued, but looking back now (this was about 20 years ago) I find it odd that we were not more unsettled / spooked. There was definitely nothing sinister about it, and while I remember that I got some comfort from imagining it was my partner, I didn't actually believe that to be the case. I suspect that in a similar situation today I would be much more inclined to buy into a woo explanation.

I’m sorry for your loss eighteen. What a lovely way to remember him x