Tell me your creepiest story

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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"

Omg merry, that's so creepy

@YassQueen
Thank you for the "Left/Right game" story link! I've just spent a couple of hours reading it. Wow! It's brilliant.

A close friend I grew up with lived on an old vicarage site, many nights of my teens and early twenties were spent at hers after nights out.

On one of these occasions I woke suddenly and felt terribly upset. From the corner of the room was an old bedraggled woman, who was smirking at me maliciously.
She looked dirty, and menacing.

I immediately burst into tears, and woke my friend who told me to go back to sleep and it was a dream.

I tried explaining that I was awake when I saw her, and it was the feeling of being watched that woke me.

I thought nothing of this for several months and then I retold the story to my mum.

She asked me to describe the old woman and said something creepy happened when I was a little girl.

When I was around 4/5, we were at a family theme park and we're waiting for our picture after riding on the log flume.
My mum said our picture came up, however where I was sat there was an old lady in my place.

This really frightened my mum, and asked the member of staff what happened, he apparently agreed it was weird and that she looked to old to be on the ride.

Used to live in a Victorian terrace about 8 years ago with my mum, stepdad, brother and very young half-siblings. All sorts happened while I lived there but the ones that stood out were:

Looking after my baby sister in the living room, home alone. Hear my stepdad come home, slam the front door, saw him walk very quickly past the living room door and heard him run up the stairs. 20 minutes later, my actual stepdad returns. I said "didn't you come home about 20 mins ago?" His reply "no we've just got back from Tesco!" I was

My brother used to hear children running up and down the stairs at 3pm every night. Friends who would sleep over also confirmed this. He used to sleep with headphones in, as he was so scared!

Me and my brother were babysitting once, both saw a shadow walk past at the same time and heard it go up the stairs (it's always the bloody stairs!)

Came home once after a trip to the farm, all the plates were out the dishwasher and stacked into piles. Another time, the wet washing. Another time, the babies cot was neatly tidied.

Always felt like I was being watched when in the bathroom (bathroom was at the very top of the stairs).

We never felt threatened but was very strange.

Was staying with my then-boyfriend, in his house in Nottingham. He had a housemate. One evening, the housemate and I were standing around in the front room (ISTR it was the sort of hanging-about-shall-we-go-to-the-pub-now thing.) Loud rumble and banging which seemed to come from above. Housemate and I speculated, with a bit of vulgarity, about what boyfriend was doing up there.
Then boyfriend emerged from the DOWNSTAIRS loo, and asked us what we had been doing.
We all stared at each other a bit vacantly, and then I said 'Burglars!', grabbed the breadknife and ran up the stairs (because I am that much of a twat).

No one there.

Flatmate said, when I came back down, that he couldn't be sure, but it had felt a tiny bit like an earthquake. I said I had heard, somewhere, that there genuinely is an earthquake fault line in the midlands.

Yeah, when I picked up the paper on my way home, it had been a small earthquake.

I’ve had a few woo experiences but this happened recently with my DD. We came downstairs first thing and I smelt a perfume I couldn’t place but thought nothing of it and suddenly DD turns to me and says: Gran’ma!! And waves to something to next to me. I ask her to repeat it and she says: “Gran’ma there!” And continues to smile and wave. Later that day, she says the exact same to my DH.

None of her grandparents are called “Gran’ma” but my great grandmother who passed away was.... when I thought about it, it smelt very like her old perfume.

@ReanimatedSGB I can probably remember that same quake. I was home at the time and my parents were visiting. There was a tremendous bang. My first thoughts were, something huge had fallen over or a car had smashed into the house. My mum, who was downstairs, said she saw the walls wobble.

Merry that is terrifying and really sad

I do believe that at times somehow an emotional feeling is left behind. I find timeslips fascinating but not sure i believe all the ones I have read (I certainly believe yours)

I have had a few experiences One was very clear the person I saw I could describe them and I knew his name, how I can’t explain I was terrified

When I get that feeling (it’s like when you know someone is staring at you) shut it down or keep myself occupied but I do find the subject fascinating

I get a strong feeling at work in one of the rooms I wasn’t aware until after I had experienced this that another colleague had seen a fleeting glimpse of someone in there when the room is empty. It’s unsettling whatever it is

I’ve posted this before.
The first time I was pregnant 3 years ago before anyone except me and my DH parents knew my DM got a phone call from my auntie.
She said, "Is Water pregnant? Mum (my nan) has come to me in a dream and said Water is pregnant and is going to be ill, you must look after her"
This was the third time she had had the dream that week and said she had to ask my mum as it was the only way that she thought the dream would stop.
My nan had been dead for about 15 years.
As it was early days (about 7 weeks) and I was very ill (but nobody knew) DM said no. The next day I was taken into hospital (all was fine I now have a DS)
Now, I am about 7 weeks pregnant again, again nobody except mine and DP's parents know.
What text do I get last night from DM?
"Your Auntie has been having those dream about you again, she text me yesterday asking if you were pregnant again"
My first pregnancy came after 4 years of trying, no one knew we were trying this time.
I live about 300 miles from my aunty and only see her about 4 times a year.
Her daughter is spooky too. They lived in another country and when she was 3 she was waving out the window - my auntie asked who she was waving at. Nanny - she said; “nanny is wearing a blue dress and is waving at me”.
She had never met my nan who had died before she was born. Nan was buried in her favourite blue dress.

Several years ago I worked in a school for children who have disabilities. The class I worked with had very profound disabilities, so they had no speech at all.

One day I was in the bathroom changing a girl. The bathroom was totally separate to any of the class rooms, and we were the only ones in there. I was chatting away to the girl as I changed her, and said "now, that's better isn't it?" as she was now clean. I heard a child's voice behind me say "yes, that's better". It could not have been the girl I was with as she had no speech at all.

I told a colleague about this later that day, and she told me that the building had been bombed during the second world war and several families had died there. I was not the only person to have seen and heard unusual things there.

A few months ago I was in the kitchen and felt a strong tugging sensation on the back of my top, like I was being pulled backwards. Immediately thought of the lady who we'd bought the house from and who had lived there for 30 years (name and face popped into my head out of nowhere). Found out the following day from my neighbour that she had passed away....shiver

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Merry If it's any comfort at all, I had an experience that made me believe timeslips are not the actual person reliving it, but a sort of recording of it... or an echo, semi-intelligent sort of "ghost" if you like, but not the actual person's essence.

The reason I say that is because I went back to my own childhood home where some pretty nasty things had happened (we knew the occupants who had moved in and they let me look around).

While I was there, they described their own "haunting", and I know without a doubt that what they were describing was me as a little girl, doing something unusual I used to do compulsively and repetitively as a coping mechanism.

I'm still very much alive (I think!), and I never met my time slip doppelganger, but it changed my thinking on how they might operate (ie. recordings can be of the living also!).

I live in a stone fronted terraced house built 1900. I have 6 children one has left home so there are 7 of us living here. The children refuse to sleep upstairs or go to the toilet on their own. My 10 yr old has said that when they slept in their bedroom at the front of the house he got woken by a women lite by a bright light which he said look as if she was on fire screaming in his face. He ran terrified downstairs never to sleep upstairs again. I have heard children playing and my daughter talking to an invisible corner. There have also been red orbs flouting past hallway from upstairs and walking can be heard upstairs, when I am alone in the daytime. Things go missing and then appear again and I got hit from behind by a book that hit me sideways no one there! 10 pm tonight there was 2 big knocks on the glass door leading from the hallway no one there , my heart is still banging away! The other night something scratched on my back as my dog used to as I used to play hide the ball with her( she's been dead 14 yrs and her ashes are in the kitchen on top of the cub board ) I woke up looked nothing there I have also seen a little girl in a white dress sitting on the piano stool outwards staring at me as I read a book past 12 pm scared the shit out of me she disappeared so quickly. And then there the stairs I've been pushed down them 2 times also my eldest and my husband always the last 8. And let's say about the cat he will stare up the stairs and when he goes on the landing stairs at the children bedroom door All the time he also miles loudly for at least a minute and goes crazy he's always hyper

Also something struck my backside as I was dressing in the bathroom no one there really unnerved me

We've lived in our house about 2 and a half years and dd who's 4 has never lived sleeping in her room.
So she came into our bed and said the old woman doesn't like mummy and daddy.

About a year after moving in DD was in my bed and I fell asleep I woke up to someone walking up the stairs.
I opened my eyes and saw my dh standing at the door (he usually does it to see if he can get into bed or to grab his pillow and go into DD bed)
So I ignored him and turned on my other side, when he didn't get his pillow or climb into bed I looked back at the door and he wasn't there so went downstairs and he's fast asleep on the settee, he's adamant that he.never got up ect. (He's like waking the dead) he sat straight up and I felt the settee and it was hot, like someone had been laid there for hours.

When I was about 4 I used to have a friend called harry, my mum used to have to set another place setting at the table for him.
Next door told her that there was a guy called Harry who lived there had dementia and used to chase his wife up and down the garden with a knife.
His pride and joy was the bathroom he fitted so when we went to have a new bathroom suite strange shit went down.
Things came flying out the bathroom, taps turning on by themselves.
The strangest one that always freaked me out was if I was having a bath/shower I would hear 'pinkie, purple' (sister) help me.
At least 4 times I nearly broke my neck running out the bathroom.
Everyone laughed it off until on day I was say on my mum's bed talking and my sister came running in naked cos she heard me shouting for help.
It wasn't so funny then.

@YassQueen that Reddit "Left and Right Game" story you linked to was incredible! I was gripped reading it all afternoon while my ignored children ran riot. Thank you for sharing.

The 'Left and Right Game' story reminds me of a Stephen King one called 'Mrs Todd's Shortcut' - I think the author might have read that at some point.

(Because I am a nosy fucker I have been trying to find out who the author actually is. I have some horror-author mates and I asked them if they knew.)

Reanimated it made me think of Joe Hill, that mix of supernatural and horror.

BFB: Hmm, yeah. I am inclined to suspect that the author is already a published horror writer, at least (I write, though not horror, and I edit as well, and I have a bit of a tendency to think 'hmm, well-meaning amateur' shitty prose stylist or rank beginner about a lot of stories I read online). That is really slick, original, very well written etc. If whoever it is doesn't already have a book deal, they should be looking for one.

Ive told this before. When I was 8-9 I was playing by myself on the floor of my bedroom. Suddenly the room went pitch black and something hit me on the head. I ran from the room screaming. I ran to my mum who came back to my room with me. The lightbulb had fallen from the light fitting and was stood perfectly upright (on its metal bit) on the rug directly under the fitting. I had been sat in that exact spot. It hit me and bounced. How the fuck did it manage to end up there? My step dad kept trying to recreate the scenario as he was convinced I did it. Even my mum asking him how I'd be able to reach and unclip a hot lightbulb didn't sway him. However he couldn't get the bulb to stand on end again no matter what. A few weeks later I noticed that he wouldn't be alone in the house and would sit in his work van until someone came home. When I got older my mum told me that he was pushed down the stairs backwards, he once came home to find the kettle just finishing boiling, and a face staring at him through the back window. My experience was the limit for him.

My weirdest experience was when we got to the states on holiday we rented a villa, we didn’t have the exact details of where we were staying. We arrived in America tired, a bit confused and had paperwork with several different addresses- we were told our villa was one place, the actual address we got when we found the location of where we were supposed to find where we were staying, the way the addresses were written was puzzling for me, we couldn’t get sat nav working, DH had never driven in America and hadn’t been to Orlando for 18 ish years, he was just a child when he was last there, we were stressed and I gave him the wrong address. He double checked and figured out I must have got it wrong. He pulled over outside some houses, he fiddled with the sat nav, he used a driveway to turn around in. He never does that at home.

DH said, we’re here. You gave me the wrong address but we’re here.

He refused to believe it was no more than a coincidence, but it didn’t make any sense at all. The address was wrong.

We got in and I felt uneasy the whole stay. The alarm wouldn’t set- there was a door open somewhere. We searched the house, we checked all doors. There was definitely a door unlocked but we tried them all.

I felt like we were somehow summoned to that place and I got the hebbiejeebies being there.

My sister spoke of a previous life often as a child. She also spoke about having a lot of friends who died, there were friends who had cancer, there were friends who were murdered. She was about 5 at this point, none of us could understand. She talked of precious parents. At Christmas she wrote cards to friends who she couldn’t have had at school, she said things like “oh in my other school you didn’t go to” at the time we thought she was just weird.
When she was 10 she kept trying to kill herself to come back as a dog. Really makes me wonder as an adult

The creepiest thing happened two days ago. DP and I were staying in a very old hotel for the night. I was half asleep but got the impression of a woman pacing up and down the room in a worried state. I also had the feeling of someone whispering in my ear and asked my partner why he was whispering to which he, of course, said he wasn't. Not woo in the slightest but this has left me feeling peculiar.

Great thread, OP, loving it!

Not to do with children but here is my true creepy story.

Was visiting a client which necessitated a trip up to the attic. House was large and old and the attic had several rooms in it. Whilst we were walking through one of the rooms, an elderly woman was pottering quite happily in the corner. A little later, I asked the chap who else lived in the house (not being nosy, job reason for this). He told me he had lived with his wife and three children. I asked him about the elderly woman in the attic, was she a relative or housekeeper? Poor man went white, he said " Oh, you have been honoured to have seen our resident ghost". Turns out he doesn't see her, that she only appears to females..... I wasn't scared at the time as she just looked like a real person, although her clothes were dated - long skirt, apron, bonnet.

I have never been sure if it means something but I had a dream that creeped me out. When I was about 7 weeks pregnant I had a dream that I was in a house with a boy and upstairs there was a girl. The boy was dying and I was cuddling him, telling him I wouldn't let him die but he told me it was too late and he had to go or the girl couldn't come down stairs and then the girl came and took his hand and took him away. I remember waking up feeling devastated and I told my partner I think I've lost the pregnancy. Anyway skip forward to 14 weeks pregnant and went for my first scan to be told I'd lost it at about 7 weeks. Exactly 1 year to the date of my erpc I gave birth to a girl. Lots of coincidences probably but this had always stuck with me and I do find it creepy.