To ask whats the weirdest thing thats happened to you?

[CandyCreeper]

Just wondering whats the weirdest thing youve experienced after remembering a very weird thing that happebed to me, I was in the park once a few years ago where I lived (quite a rough area) I was alone in the park except for my 2 children. I was pushing them both on the swings when 2 women and a couple of children walked past. As they approached where I was at the swings (they were on the outside of the park which is on the middle of a housing estate) One of the women stopped and shouted at me “Thats my baby!!” to my son in the swing, he was about 8 months at the time, I looked at her thinking it was some sort of weird joke, and said in a jokey way as didnt know what else to say “im pretty sure I remember giving birth to him” well she didnt react at all and just stood there with the straightest face and repeated “thats my baby!!” at this point I didnt respond. She then just stood there resting on the gate staring at me trying to intimidate me. The weirdst thing was she was with another woman and some kids and none of them said anything, I felt really intimidated and she was just glaring at me and I couldnt leave the park as she was by the gates, so I called my brother. Eventually the other woman and kids began to walk away which encouraged her to! It was the weirdest thing ive ever experienced and luckily never bumped into her again although I Did avoid that park after that. Anyone got any weird things that has happened to them?

Some of this story’s are really spooky!

Years ago, I was on my way to work on the tube very early one morning. The person opposite was reading a newspaper. I took in the headline and skim read the lead story about the arrest of a murderer. The article contained his picture as well as the victim’s. Later that morning, in the staffroom at work, there was a copy of the same newspaper but with a different headline and story on the front page. I was a bit perplexed and mentioned the alternative headline to a couple of colleagues. One suggested that I’d probably seen a very early edition of the paper that had then changed the lead story later in the day, which seemed like a logical explanation.

What made it strange is that a couple of days later, while watching the teatime news on tv, the same murder in the headline was announced as though it had occured that day. A later news bulletin had an update on the story, announcing that an arrest had been made that evening and showed the picture I’d seen in the newspaper. I’m still convinced there’s a simple explanation but it did leave me a bit weirded out at the time.

Some of these stories are amazing, and either terrifying, or just very spooky.

Mine isn't very spooky; it's just a bit strange. Five years ago, our deeply beloved and very old car was written off by a total idiot on a blind bend. I was extremely upset, and I did something irrational - I had the thought that if I went out and bought a scratchcard, just maybe I would have a huge win and with the money, I would have the car totally restored. I've never been a gambler, at all. I went out to the shop and bought a £1 card. There was £20 on it. I went back to the shop and bought some more cards. I won £10. I went back to the shop again and had another couple of small wins. And the weird part of this story is, five years on, and it's still going. I haven't made any money out of it yet, but I've never managed to get down to zero - I keep a record of everything. I've had three £100 wins, and a lot of £20 and £10 wins. Over the five years, hundreds and hundreds of pounds have gone through this "account". I'm actually quite fed up of it now - I'm bored of buying endless scratchcards and never winning a significant amount, but I feel that the fact I can't seem to lose means something, and one day I will hit very lucky. At the moment, I am £69 up on the whole thing.

Not so strange, but nice
Years ago fresh out of uni, I was living in a freezing bedsit and had messed up my bills. I was totally broke. My only heating was an electric fan heater which I couldn’t afford to have on. Blankets against the ancient sash window to stop the draft etc. It was January. I had been rationing the £1 coins for the electric meter, as I put one in I just wished the lock on the meter would fall off and give me all the cash I’d been feeding into it in the months since I moved in. I gave it a little tug and the padlock wasn’t actually locked!!!! I helped myself to a fiver out of the unlocked cash box and put the same coin through the meter about 25 times, but then put the lock back on securely. So in total I “stole” £30 (the landlord was clearly on the take so I didn’t feel too bad) I was warm until payday! I really could not have wished for more, it was an actual dream come true.

I have three, none spooky, just crazy coincidences.

1. At a big public fireworks display (hundreds if not a thousand attendees) with my cousins and brother, one of the fireworks shot out into the crowd along the ground instead of in the air and came straight towards my brother. He leapt out the way and was burned but not badly. The boy behind us took the full force and was rushed to hospital. A decade later my auntie and uncle split up and my uncle eventually met another woman. We went to her house for dinner to meet her and her three kids. Somehow talk turned to unusual scars and her son showed us some burn scars on his shin. Yep, he was the boy who had been hit by the firework my brother dodged.

1. Met a guy, total head over heels love at first sight etc but circumstances meant we couldn't be together so we decided to cut all contact. I was devastated as I felt I'd lost my chance with my soulmate. The day after we agreed to never see each other again, I was at work testing a new postcode search functionality for a website I was working on. The dev was demonstrating it and typed in a totally random postcode (literally any old combination of letters and numbers). It brought up the tiny village in northern Ireland this guy was from. The dev didn't even know about this guy, let alone where he was from. Loads of things like that happened over the course of the next few months and although many of them were no doubt just confirmation bias, that one was truly weird. Anyway, said guy got back in touch a few months later once circumstances had changed and loads of similar things had happened to him. He's now my husband!

1. Growing up my best friend and I were obsessed with a cult US TV programme, particularly the lead actor. Like... posters on our walls, writing his name in our diaries etc obsessed. It wasn't a huge hit and he was significantly older than most 11 year old's objects of affection so it was unusual! Twenty years' later we were at the theatre and the lead actor from said show was in the queue for the box office a few people behind us. When we went in we tried to work up the nerve talk to him but just as we did a lady in front of us tripped up a step and slammed into the wall - she was bleeding everywhere and by the time we had helped her, he had gone and was nowhere to be seen. The theatre was one of the big London ones, thousands of seats so we assumed we'd lost our chance. Went to take our seats and he was literally in the seat behind me. Downed two glasses of wine at the interval to give us Dutch courage to talk to him at the end but couldn't quite do it (we were so starstruck). When he stood up to leave he spilled an entire sharing bag of Malteasers into the hood of my coat and so started talking to US! It was like God was determined that we would meet him. (He was absolutely lovely and we ended up having a few glasses of wine with him afterwards!)

I opened the door to go outside when I saw halfway down a big cat. I mean, a really big cat. About the size of a large dog, with a cats face... No one ever believed me...!

I believe you!
Whereabouts in the country was this, dreaming174 ?
My DH saw a big cat in the field opposite our old house a few years ago. He said it was black, and watched it jump over a fence. We are in south Wales.

A man once came up behind me in a second-hand clothes market (not in the UK)... And cut off a big chunk of my hair before running away. The local women who had seen the whole thing said "he could have at least asked!"

One night waiting in taxi rank outside very old building where I worked. Joked to friend that the building was so old it could collapse at any point. There was a really loud bang and we saw part of the ground floor ceiling fall in. She called me a witch.

Nothing to add but marking place.

Curly I remember as a teen having some friends over and saying at some point 'wouldn't it be weird if we turned the TV on and something really massive had happened?' So we turned it on to see the news about the Manchester IRA bomb.

Years ago when I was 18 I went to work in an American summer camp for a few months.
One evening I was scheduled to help with the dishes after dinner then do campfire which was really just songs and games for the kids in one of the cabins. I was the only one headed for campfire that had been on dishes so I set off by myself down a long road, it was dark but the camp had a couple of street lights. As I walked past the basketball courts I could see the shadow of a man walking through the trees next to the courts so I stopped on the road assuming it was someone lost on their way to campfire. I watched as the figure, walked out from the trees and on to the road. I remember thinking it was strange that the figure looked like a silhouette of a person, then it walked under a street light and just vanished. I turned and legged it all the way to the cabin, I've never ran so fast!
The next morning at breakfast I walked in as one of the team leaders was discussing the memorial service they were going to do later that week for the boy that had died on the basketball courts. Apparently the year previously a 16 year old boy collapsed and died from an undiagnosed heart condition right next to where I had been, I had known nothing about it.

SecretWitch but why on earth wasn't your mum struggling or screaming?

clawdy I'm pretty sure it's well documented that a lot of women in similar situations, freeze, fall silent or just don't fight. Something to with preservation of life etc.

I'm ballsy and loud and I froze up completely when a group of men surrounded me after I'd stormed off in a huff at my boyfriend of the time. Luckily a female bouncer was having a fag break at the end of the alley (I think her booming Scottish accent scared them away) she gave me a hug and a fag!

My dad passed away when I was young & I bought the old family home. The only piece of furniture that belonged to him that I own is a broken bell. The bell is missing and only a large gold anchor is left. When I was pregnant on my son we used the anchor to decorate his nursery door & decorated the room in a nautical theme. My son was born & needed major surgery - the scar on his back is in the shape of a giant anchor.... I think it's a sign from his grandad who he's named after.
When he was in icu at Halloween a lovely man with a guitar came around to cheer up the parents. We were in isolation and he could only stand at the door of the room, I said to sing whatever he liked, his choice. He sang my dads song I'm not joking - my dad had a party piece that he would sing and dance to all the time. I couldn't stop crying. Tearing up now! Of all the songs in the universe to choose & it's about 60 years old.

My son is now 3 and healthy - he has a guardian angel watching over him.

That's amazing.

GlassOuijan the Midlands!

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We're in the Midlands. At my Aunt's 80th birthday party at a hotel near Bridgnorth, I was chatting to my DB in the conservatory. He was looking over the gardens whereas I was facing the Restaurant. He said 'I might be going mad, but I'm sure I've just seen a big cat walk over the raised part of the garden'. It was dusk, and of course, there was nothing when I looked. There have been mentions of big cats along the Kingswinford Railway Walk over the years - who knows!

I was on the Tube, watching the tourists all debate which side to stand at to get off. Always lots of fun watching them! At one station, in walks a pigeon who walks up and down the aisle, looking up at everyone. About 10 seconds before the next stop, he stops his meandering and marches off confidently to the doors. I’d lost track of which doors were due to open, but sure enough, the pigeon”s doors opened and off he waddled!

@longhotsummer I've got a lump in my throat reading that!

Some of these stories are amazing

Not me but my carer.

He was having an afternoon nap and was woken up by someone coming into his flat, from the balcony, on the sixth floor.

He's not sure of the entire story but the guy had been in the flat above and needed to 'escape' so had jumped and caught onto the anti pigeon netting.

DrMadelineMaxwell When Marnie was there was and still is a children's classic. In print, been tv adapted, and Studio Ghibli adapted it a few years ago. So not really not well known.

@apple, was your mum always such a heartless cow??!

A strange coincidence in my youth. A friend and I booked a holiday abroad. I then bumped into another friend in town who I hadn't seen for a while. She was going on holiday with a friend of hers too. We, all four of us, ended up at the same resort, in the same week, in the same hotel and in adjoining rooms.
Strange thing to happen, but we had a great holiday.

I was at Art School in the late 80s, and we did 'life drawing' every Friday afternoon. Our models were usually retired elderly people, who were far more fascinating to draw, believe it or not! One of them, I'll call her Ethel, was a regular, and was a sweet old dear.

Anyway, half through a three hour sitting, she suddenly got up, completely naked, and pointed at me at the back of the studio... 'You! Yes you!' she shouted. 'Your grandmother is waiting for your grandad again, by the fence, on a stile!' She then sat down, rearranged herself into a pose, whilst we all gaped at her in confusion!

My grandmother lived in the same town as me so on my way back home I dropped by and told her what had happened. She merely laughed and said' I know exactly what that is! '. She went upstairs and got one of her photograph boxes out, and sifted through. She found a photo, and there was my grandmother and grandfather, leaning up against a fence, with a stile in the fence line.

My grandmother told me that she used to wait for grandpa at that fence, which was just outside a pub where they used to drink, as it wasn't 'seemly' for a lady to go in by herself. They had a photo taken there after they got engaged as it was a running joke grandpa was always late but it was a 'marker' of their early lives together. Grandpa died in 1969, just before I was born, and she missed him every day til her own death 9 years ago.

Why 'Ethel' said what she did, I'll never know, and didn't ask, but she apparently was renowned for being an amateur psychic!