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?

Placemarking to read in the daylight!

I remembered this a few days ago, I’m no contact with my family, my step dad started doing tarot cards a while before I stopped having anything to do with them.

Everything he told me was right. I’d forgotten about it until I was in the car the other day. One of the weirdest things is he told me that there would be arguments, people would want to have them with me, but whoever they were, I wasn’t going to be around to listen to them, I’m better off with those people out of my life, because they didn’t love me- he thought they were DHs family, but it was them.

He also told me that there would be movement, I never thought I’d move away, but I did.

He told me that we would need to turn to an older relative for money- he thought my mum or my nan, but it was my MIL- we had a small loan from her about 2 years ago first time we’ve ever asked her for anything like that.

He also said that money would be better, then said it would improve again- and that’s really happened the past few years.

He said that things would all be ok, but it would be hard to get where we were going.

He also incidentally pointed out there was a man who was outwardly very successful around me, but the truth is that he isn’t, whoever he is he will always need some pushing to be the person people thinks he is- this is 100% my husband.

Feels really weird that he was able to tell me so much, but didn’t quite understand who they were in that situation.

I have strange dreams sometimes that "come true". About 10 years ago I woke up from a dream in which my grandma had died. It felt so real to me and I couldn't shake it off for a couple of hours. Just after lunchtime that day I got a call from my aunt to let me know that my grandma had an accident in her bathroom the night before and had passed away at home. There was no way possible I could have known this would happen but I must have felt it somehow.
Another time I had a dream that my cousin was pregnant. She had only been with her partner a year and as far as I was aware they were enjoying holidays and partying too man to be trying to conceive. I rang her that day and told her and she said it was impossible, she was on contraception. She was sat in the airport about to fly away on holiday with him so we cut the call short. 2 weeks later when she got home she rang me to inform me she was 9 weeks pregnant, she reminded me of our Grandma and how I had also dreamt about that and she just had wanted to see if I was right. (4 years later I told her she was pregnant again and when she did a test she was a couple of weeks along).
There are so so many to list but the one that I really couldn't explain was when I was 13 I had a dream that I broke my back in a car accident. It was really scary and I woke up sweating and frightened. I told my mum and she said it was just a dream and not to be silly. Around 2 years later I was in a serious car accident and yes, broke my back.

I'm not claiming to be psychic. I have no control over these dreams but they happen more often now that I'm older. Of course not all of my dreams come true but there's too many that do to just brush it off these days.

Woo in a preminition-y type sense.

I've always been really quick with getting seatbelts on, no matter how short a drive. Recently we'd pulled up and I remembered I needed something from the shop. I'd already taken off my belt and said I'll just walk round, it's about a minute away, literally.

Dh said no, he'd just drive as it's cold. For some reason I didn't put my belt back on and i was just thinking in my head that it was funny I'm normally right on seatbelt safety but hadn't bothered this time, when a car pulled quickly out of a little side road and dh slammed on the breaks. I lurched forward and put my hands in front, scraping them on the dashboard, just missed hitting my head. Never doing that again, scared the crap out of me. Dh hadn't even noticed!

Some acquaintance I have met out and about maybe 10 times over the last 5 years recently messaged me on Facebook and told me he had been in love with me since we first met. I let him down gently, and he totally flipped out on me. He sent me 96 messages which I didn't respond to before I blocked him. 2 nights later I was out having a cigarette when I got a message on Instagram saying 'I'm watching you'. I freaked out and called my dad, who came downstairs. The idiot had left his phone on loud and got a phone call, my dad found him in his hiding place at the bottom of my garden. He had set up a proper nest in one of our bushes. Creepy as hell!

Have had a few creepy experiences as a nurse working night shifts. I used to work on an elderly care ward and one night I walked into the ‘linen cupboard’ and the whole cupboard smelled of strong lavender. So strong it made me feel nauseous. As I got the sheet and walked out the door next to the cupboard slammed shut loudly and the lights flickered. I ran back into the ward. Went to the patient who had started having a heart attack. We initiated CPR. Weird.
Also, once resuscitated a patient on a medical ward who later described all the equipment on the trolley and what the other members of staff were doing that he could not have possibly seen during his arrest!

Not creepy but a bit woo.

I'm a primary school teacher and was teaching my class about continents and we were looking at Australia is detail.

One little boy Ben talked knowledgeably and excitedly about Australia and told us all that he'd been to Australia and other facts he knew. I praised him and over the weeks he would continue to tell us all about Australia.

At parents evening a few weeks later I was telling his parents what excellent general knowledge he had and how he had shared his experiences of visiting Australia with the class.

His parents looked at each other and told me that they had never been to Australia but ever since he could talk he had talked constantly about living in Australia before he was Ben, with his wife (whom he named). He told them, things that a 4/5/6 year old child wouldn't know. He also told them that he lived on an island off the coast and the island was called the same as their surname!

It totally freaked me out and still does.

Placemarking. My phone keeps losing this thread (does that count as woo?)

It's taken me a couple of days but I've finished. Now place marking for updates 😁

Time to add my few - this maybe long so apologies now!

When I was younger, any dear departed pet would come for one last sleep/goodbye on the evening their passed away.

Whilst working in a factory, to which I later learnt was used to make parachutes for WW1 or 2 - anyhow, this meant it had a very large top floor. Whilst up there on my own, I heard footsteps go across the length of the floor. Called our 'hello' and stuck my head out to see who it was. There wasn't anyone there, nor anyway to leave without going pass me again. Safe to say, I never went up alone again!

The day after I had my pony PTS (in tragic circumstances), I was at the yard filling up my other horse's water bucket, when I heard my pony's whinny. Like a person, their voice is unique to them. I dismissed the first call and then she called a 2nd time, to which the other 2-people on yard heard and confirmed they had heard the 1st call and thought it was her. To add, there were no other horses in the stables at the time.

At the same yard, we have a wellie man. As he walked around you could hear the sound of wellies hitting bare legs. I had him do it round by my stable one night, I thought it was my DH but it was at the other end of the yard sorting feed. I didn't feel scared by his visit.

I have experienced sleep paralysis, to which I woke to the vision of a man being stood next to my bed. I screamed to wake my DH, telling him someone has broken in and was took by our bed. As I was crapping myself, the vision started to laugh at me! My own subconscious is a dick!
Safe to say, I slept with the light on for a good few weeks as the vision seemed so real!

Finally, when my DGM passed, I could smell her scent around the house.

Phew, sorry for the long post!

The Argee Man

When I was about four, I woke up in the middle of the night because a man in my room was saying,

'Ar-gee, Ar-gee, Ar-gee,'

Over and over. (With a hard G sound, like 'ghee'.)

He was saying it in a normal, almost affable tone. The room was pitch black. My sisters didn't wake up. I moved around quietly just to make sure I was actually awake: I definitely was.

'Ar-gee, ar-gee, Ar-gee,'

I covered my head with my blanket and put my hands on my ears. Eventually I went back to sleep.

In the morning I told my mom and she looked completely unconcerned and said I had probably just heard some ice falling off the roof. I then told my dad and he just laughed.

Now I had form for having vivid dreams and imaginary friends when I'd been very little, which I'm sure was why my parents dismissed it. But this felt different: I felt like I was old enough to understand the difference between a dream and waking.

For the next few months I insisted on a nightlight or candle at bedtime. I never did hear the Argee Man again.

When I look back on it now, maybe I was just hallucinating. A very remote possibility is that one of my elder brothers was playing a joke, but it's not really their kind of humour (and they would have fessed up when they saw how upset I was the next morning). Or a crazy person broke in!? We lived way out in the countryside, and never had a break-in that I remember.

Can't remember this happening at all, but it was told to us all by our parents. Apparently when I was four, our family and another family rented an old farmhouse in Wales for a holiday. We arrived and me, my little sister and our friend who was also four ran in and out of all the rooms exploring. We charged upstairs whilst our parents unloaded the car and about ten minutes later all three of us came running downstairs crying. We said we'd run into the little bedroom at the back of the house but 'Willa' was in there and Willa scared us. Apparently we were all petrified and it took ages to calm us down and for the duration of the holiday the three of us refused to enter that room again. It caused a problem because that's where we were supposed to sleep and had to sleep in our parents bedrooms instead.

As a child I lived for a while in a semi-rural area in South East England, it was beautiful and I have wonderful memories of it. I went to a lovely little Primary School with lots of green space and it always seemed to be sunny. At my school, there was a grass verge, or slope that led down to the school playing field and there was a line of trees beyond that, the beginning of a forested area.

One playtime, I along with 5 or 6 other children were sitting on the top of the grass slope chatting away when we saw a kind of black, triangular-shaped [I think] object quite literally drop from the sky and hover there as if suspended by a giant string, above the trees. It moved rapidly over the top of the trees, making sharp little changes of direction, for about a minute. It was a if it was lost or confused, or perhaps looking for something, as crazy as that sounds! It stopped suddenly - dead still and remained motionless for about 10/15 seconds. One little girl started waving at it in an up and down motion, I know it sounds ridiculous, but it kind of bobbed up and down 2 or three times as if it was waving back. Then it shot up and away into the blue sky incredibly quickly.

We rushed to tell our teachers about it. They of course, gently mocked us. Telling us it was probably a remote control plane, a kite or a flock of birds. The next day at school we had assembly where the Headmaster gave a little speech about how the mind / the eye / the imagination can play tricks and how open to suggestion people can be. A couple of days later some people came to the school, from, someone said 'The R.A.F', they were nice but quite stern. They spoke to us a few at a time, telling us that what we saw was a small aeroplane that took off from a nearby airfield shortly before, that had lost the use of its navigation equipment. It wasn't. I've no idea what it was I saw, but it was nothing I'd ever seen before or since and this was over 40 years ago. The event even got a brief mention in the local paper.

I don't have any but I love these threads.

OMG ratchethandler. The incident that you described sounds incredibly similar to something that happened at my primary school,over 40 years ago. Even the way you've described your school sounds similar to the one that I went to. The school didn't begin with the letter 'H' by any chance?

No sorry RaspberryRipple1963, it didn't. It was not more than 20 miles from the coast though and this happened in the mid 70's..

Can you tell us of your experience..?

I think this must have happened in 1975,when I was 11 and in my last year,. The school I went to had 3 large playing fields surrounding it,and during the summer,our teacher would tell us which one of the fields we were allowed to play on each lunch break. One of these fields had a distinct slope at the end of it,at the bottom of this slope there was a line of trees,behind which was quite dense undergrowth and woodland. We were forbidden to venture into this woodland. But you know what kids are like at that age! You forbid them to do something and it becomes all the more desirable!
Anyway,one lunchtime,myself and and several friends were sitting at the top of this slope,engaging in our favourite pastime of telling spooky stories. I was sitting with my back to the wooded area,but my best friend sitting opposite me was facing it. Suddenly she said 'Look! What's that?'. She was pointing towards the woods,looking frightened. I looked in the direction she was pointing and saw a black square shaped object hovering above one of the trees. It must have been about 30 feet above ground level. As we watched it,it bobbed up and down a few times,then went round in a circle above the tree,then started moving away. Within a minute of it appearing,it had vanished from view.
After the lunch break,my friend and I told our class teacher about it. She was dismissive about it and said it was probably just a crow,or other large black bird. But we knew it hadn't been a crow,or any other sort of bird,because of the odd way it had moved. We never did find out what it as,but 4 of us saw it,so I'm certain that it wasn't our imagination.

Goodness me. It is similar. I'm lost for words...What on Earth could it have been?

We were told it was a small aeroplane, but what we saw was silent and moved in a way that was completely impossible for an aeroplane of any kind, even to this day.

I'm still completely flummoxed over it, all these years on..

Prototype drone?

I've posted before about this. This is a great thread!

Particularly interesting to read about some people having premonitions of an 'evil' feeling. Very difficult to describe unless it's happened to you but if it does you know about it and never forget it.

This happened when DS was a few weeks old and sleeping in our room in his moses basket. (First child )

It was about 1am and strangely DH was sleeping in the spare room that night which was unusual and i dont actually remember him doing it again after that. He had a very early start for work the next day and obviously we were shattered as DS was new born and I'd suggested he sleep in there to get a good night's sleep.

We had a dimmer switch turned halfway down but it was still light enough to see everything in the room. I was absolutely not asleep or dozing and still awake. Suddenly it was as if someone or something came into the room. The atmosphere completely changed and I felt inexplicably terrified. I couldn't see anything but it was more of a malevolent presence?

I've read about sleep paralysis and what happened next could easy be put down to that. I was frozen to the bed and couldnt move. I couldnt move my head. I couldnt lift a finger. I wanted to scream to alert DH because i was petrified but couldn't do anything. All I could do was panic that whatever had entered the room meant DS some sort of harm and I felt certain they were making their way to the Moses basket and were going to try to pick him up.

Now as I've said already you could dismiss this as sleep paralysis coupled with new mum being over tired etc and on paper I'd agree with you.

After what seemed hours I suddenly heard DH get up and put on the bathroom light. I was willing and praying he would come in the room and 'save' me, for want of a better word.
He did open the door and it was as if whatever had been there in the room just vanished.

I sat up in the bed immediately and started crying hysterically and gasping trying to explain to him what had just happened. But he very calmly told me I must have been dreaming or over tired. And he consistently said this to me whenever I brought it up afterwards.

However

Years later ( DS is now 18) DH finally came clean about that night. He said he had just suddenly woken up and had this overwhelming and urgent feeling that he had to check on me and DS because we were in danger of some sort. So rather than frighten me he went as if to go to the bathroom to check on us.

Nothing has ever happened like that to me since. I have never been as frightened as that in my life. It really was like being in a waking nightmare.

I just don't understand if it was all completely normal why DH woke up and felt he had to check we weren't in 'danger' when he was in another room.

If anyone has experienced similar with a baby please tell.

Shameless placemark

This should be in classics

I really don't think so pajamallama. Not back in the mid 70's. To my knowledge there is no drone, even today can move as rapidly and cover such distances as this thing did. Plus I estimate it to have been around 3/4 meters wide and 1 meter in height and as far as I could tell, completely silent. Do they make them that large? I was only a child but I could make out no obvious source of propulsion. No propellers, jet engine vents or anything.

Personally speaking, I would love for their to be a rational explanation for this. I find the idea that we are being visited by crafts from another planet [if that's what this was] rather scary. Far more than I do the possible existence of ghosts.

A nice one/shameless placemark

At my grandmothers funeral, the vicar said some thing like “xxx could be described as hell of a girl” and all the lights in the church flickered.

It was odd but comforting