To start a new creepiest/scariest/unexplainable stories thread?

[RightYesButNo]

I love these threads, and have my own past favorites (Savernake Forest, etc). I’ve gone through all the old ones, here and on the Unexplained board, and I’ve run out.

Excuses for a new thread: I have a shite-my-pants-terrifying doctor’s appointment tomorrow and could really use the distraction, it felt like autumn outside this morning, and we might have new people on the site to share since the last thread.

So... share your most bizarre and creepy story with us, if you have a moment?

@BarbedBloom @QueenOfTheAndals There is a theory that time is not linear in the way we interpret it but everything exists at the same time in the same space, so it would make sense if there was some kind of time slip we encounter different periods of time in the same location!

Bumping in the hope of some more stories 👻

Ok here’s one. My lovely Dad (who sadly died when we were teens) was, for many years, the organist at the ancient creepy village church. Every Wednesday night he’d go down to practice the organ. Alone. He’d let himself in with his key.

He was totally un-wooo like and couldn’t understand why we thought it would be so scary, walking through the graveyard in the dark, being there all alone in this 900 yr old church. He once told us, matter of factly, that anyway he wasn’t alone as there was always an old lady in the back pew listening to him practice (there was a big mirror above the organ, showing the whole church behind.)

Turns out this lady was always there when he practiced...at midnight... alone, with the door locked. In his opinion it wasn’t a ghost, as they didn’t exist. It was a spirit. He could never say what the difference was, but he did this for many years and was never freaked out. She was seen by others at various times but I do wonder if he sits there with her now :-/ listening to the organ....

When I was a secondary school teacher, we got notice of an Ofsted inspection. It was my first so I was very hyped up about it. It was the old style of a week long so for me that mean there were 23 lessons they could potentially walk in on me ( it is done as a surprise). Anyway, the night before, I was asleep and a voice said “They will come Monday period one. They will come Monday period one.” And they did...

I’ve also dreamt that my mum would break a special plate I owned about a week before she did, dreamt that my cat died the night he did ( he was young and it wasn’t expected), had a lovely dream conversation with my beloved granny about two days before she died ( which I hadn’t expected) and recently dreamt about my husband buying me a particular perfume for Christmas. I rang him at work and when I told him, he told me he’d just been to the shop and bought it.

I also went to a very creepy fortune teller who was the real deal ( I’ve been to a few and the rest were all fakes). This lady was a witch. She knew specific things that no one else knew and told me that I was going to meet my soulmate very soon and he would have the initials MDS. About five months later I met him and we’ve been married for 14 years.

Some of these are just, wow...

I wear an unusual silver necklace bearing a religious symbol - day and night, it is never taken off. About 10 years ago I had just broken up with my then-boyfriend. I lived in a very dodgy area of a town, surrounded by people from a very different religion to mine, who would have taken great offense at what I was wearing if I hadn't permanently concealed it.

I was angry, furious in fact, with my ex after a massive telephone argument we had. It had been a long time of struggle and upset and I tore my necklace off, convinced that my beliefs had failed me and that I needed to swear off all religion forever. The necklace unceremoniously landed in the bin with all my other rubbish and a few days later I took the bags out for collection.

I didn't think any more of it until about a week later. I had just completed my food shop and paid up, was about to take my shopping bags and leave, when my eyes were drawn to the floor in front of me. There, on the floor, sparkling, was my necklace, bearing the same mark it had all these years.

Believe me if I say that it was almost impossible for the necklace to have been where it was. Not only was it thrown out with a pile of food rubbish and other refuse, surrounded by bin bags, which had been collected a week earlier, but that symbol in that area would have caused quite a stir and a fair bit of upset, so, if left, would not have stayed on the shop floor for long.

I took the necklace back home with me and have worn it ever since. To this day, I am convinced that it was a sign to never give up on my beliefs, even in the darkest times.

Mine is a very similar story to a pp

Mum and I went away for a week to Las Vegas. On the way back from day shopping, we were on the bus ride back to the hotel. Mum, as always was wearing my late Grandad (her Dads) wedding band on her finger. I recall staring at it as we were sat next to each other on the bus.

Fast forward to the next day and Mum was distraught as she had lost the ring. We looked everywhere that we could and reasoned that the ring must have slipped off as Mum was carrying the shopping bags back to hotel. Mum was totally heartbroken to have lost the ring.

A few weeks later we were back home in the UK and Mum was sorting out a box of paperwork that sits (and always sits) in the living room of their house. At the bottom of the box, there was the ring. Totally unexplainable!

Some odd things happened in our old office at work. I had a locked filing cabinet and kept the only key on me even at home. One morning I opened the cabinet to find an enormous dead spider on top of my papers! There was no gap it could have squeezed in.
Monitors would sometimes be unplugged at night and cables mixed up. A cup I left empty on my desk was full of water the next morning! Once I was working late and heard tapping on the window (ground floor) I thought it was my colleague coming back for something but when I opened the blind nobody was there!

Have you had that 20 week scan yet newrubylane? Please tell us it's twin girls!!

Once I was working late and heard tapping on the window (ground floor) I thought it was my colleague coming back for something but when I opened the blind nobody was there!

TBH could have been a bird tapping its beak on the window. They do that sometimes.

@DuggeesWooOOooggle oh yes well remembered, would love to hear on the scan also x
Thanks for all the recent posts, love this thread 👻

I’m quite a cynical person but I was witness to this and it is 100% true. My boyfriend (now husband!) has a gran down the road in the old farmhouse and most evenings she used to come up to my in laws house for dinner (big farming family) She was very stooped and walked with a stick and I am not sure if it was her arthritis or what but she never rang the door bell with her finger she used to press her stick on it so it was one continuous ring and we’d all raise an eyebrow and say grans here. In the last six months of her life she went to a nursing home in the village. One night, I was staying over and we all got woken up by the door bell on a continuous ring and my father in law had to take it apart to stop it.

The next morning very early we had a call from the nursing home to say my BF’s gran had died peacefully in the night.

An engineer couldn’t find any reason for the bell to ring like that only that after years of being pressed with a stick had made it a bit stuck prone. But we like to think she was saying cheerio. She was a real character.

I'm from a Catholic background - this is relevant in relation to my Granny's very creepy house as she was very religious. She had a small holy water font directly inside the front door. The holy water dried up every day.

When you went in her front door, there was a hallway with a separate bathroom door directly to your left with the door on the right leading to the sitting room and kitchen. Because my parents lived there when my two older siblings were small, as well as some of my father''s younger siblings, there was no lock on the bathroom door. My father, who doesn't believe in anything paranormal, learned to hate using the bathroom. A few times when he went to the bathroom, he wouldn't be able to pull open the door and he said rather than the handle being stuck, when he pulled the door, someone stronger on the other side was pulling the door back closed on him (my father was a really physically strong man due to the work he did). If anyone else used the bathroom, you would hear loud scratching and dragging noises, but when you went over the other side of the hall, no one else would have heard it.

If you made a cup of tea and left the milk out on the counter for a few minutes, it would go sour. The sitting room door would frequently burst open and smash against the wall. The bedcovers felt like they were pulled off you as you were sleeping, not just slipping off but being yanked off.

The worst part of her house was directly at the top of the stairs. Her hallway was always dark even in daytime and with lights on, bright paint, whatever. Her stairs were 11 steps, a tiny square landing, turn slightly onto 3 more steps. On the small square, she had placed a small table with a religious statue of Mary and a vase that she put fresh flowers into. Every morning, without fail, the flowers would be dead - I mean brown, bone dry, rotted flower-heads.

My parents saved really hard to get their own house as fast as they could when my oldest sister (who was 3 when they left) told them about the 'dark' man who came to sit on her bed every night and told her it was time for him to take her and my brother (he was nearly 2) away soon.

Soon after they left, my Granny was long-term hospitalised and her other children moved out. The house was rented out, but unsurprisingly, no tenants ever lasted more than a couple of months at most. The houses (a row of 4) were eventually pulled down and nothing has ever been rebuilt on the land.

Meant to add that she the priest around a few times to bless the house and sprinkle holy water but it never had any effect. Whenever he came around, she'd make him tea but couldn't use the milk because it would always be sour. When the priest was in, there would always be a lot of banging and dragging from the bedroom directly above their heads, even if no-one was up there

She also used her rosary beads every evening and when she, and anyone else sitting with her, was praying that loud dragging and banging would keep going on until everyone stopped praying.

It was a really bizzare house, I've never experienced anything else like it in my life since but I can tell you, I think every house gives a 'vibe' and now, if I walk into one that I just don't like the feel of, I won't make any apologies before turning on my heel and walking back out again.

My DH had a special birthday 2 years ago and 6 months after his actual birthday we were due to go on a long haul holiday to a country he’d always wanted to visit to celebrate.

About 4 months before we were due to fly, DH suddenly says he doesn’t want to go. When I asked him why, he said he couldn’t really verbalise it, he just had a funny feeling that we shouldn’t go. So I left it a few days and when he said he still felt the same, I cancelled it.

Didn’t think too much more of it as my FIL had unfortunately been placed in a care home earlier in the year and we were still busy sorting out his house and belongings, as we knew he’d never return home to live as he’d become bed bound.

About a month before we would have been due to fly out, my FIL was taken into hospital with a severe infection - the consultant advised that due to his frailty and complicated medical issues, his body wasn’t strong enough to fight the infection and effectily told us it would eventually kill him so they would be offering him palliative care on his transfer back to the care home. Whilst this wasn’t expected, it wasn’t unsurprising as we’d been told a few times before that he wouldn’t make it but he always did, so we took what the consultant said with a pinch of salt.

Weeks go by after he was transferred back to the care home and he didn’t show any signs of illness at all - he was just his usual self. So you can imagine our surprise when the phone rang one morning at 3.40am - my FIL had passed away in his sleep!

When I took in what the date was that day, I realised that it would have been the first day of our holiday and due to the big time difference between the UK and the country we would have been visiting, we’d have been in the air when he actually died! For whatever reason, we can only conclude that we were just not meant to go at that time as we would have had to come straight back home again after landing...

Shameless placemarking. No creepy stories of my own unfortunately! Although I live in hope

I'm all caught up with this thread again

My story is very short! My aunt lived in a flat in the 80s. On her own. She was not woo-woo inclined, at all, but open minded.

When she lived in the flat, wherever she took off her shoes and wherever she left them, they'd always, always be put tidily away at the bottom of her wardrobe by the morning.

When my mother stayed with her for a visit, her shoes were tidied up too.

My aunt wasn't freaked out at all and would say 'thank you.'

They both said the flat always felt warm and welcoming. She was sad to move out, like the flat would miss her.

I'm reading this alone in the house.

Has anyone seen the ghost boy on the film Three Men and a Baby.?
Its quite clear,

@Sweetpea55 The Cast and Crew admitted they put a cardboard cut out there as a joke, it's not a ghost.

Someone I knew was pregnant and I heard she'd had the baby but not announced it yet. Later I was vacuuming the house, my mind wandered on to wondering what she'd called the baby. As if answering my thought a woman's voice clearly said 2 names. I'm not sure whether the voice was in my ear or head if that makes sense, but I definitely 'heard' it. The birth was later announced on Facebook and yes it was the name that I'd heard
Ive had quite a few weird experiences but it would make a very long post to list them all!