AIBU - to want to know your spooky stories

[LouH1981]

So, similar to a fellow mumsnetter, I too am laid up in bed, I have an infection post partum so feeling a bit rubbish and would really love to hear about the spookiest unexplained things that have happened to you.
I’m always fascinated by this especially from people who are skeptics and something has genuinely taken them aback.

I’ll start...just moved in to our new (to us) house (about 100 years old) and DS was about 6 weeks old. Middle of the night and I was changing him in the spare room on a changing table. Heard a voice ask if I was alright. I’d left DH deep asleep in our room and although it didn’t sound like his voice I assumed it was him and answered ‘yes fine’. Returned seconds later expecting him to be awake but he was still asleep.
A few weeks later, my mum mentioned while our shopping that she thought our house was a bit spooky. And when I asked why, she said that while she was trying to get to sleep in the other spare room she heard a voice gently ask her if she was alright. She said she just hid under the duvet!
Freaked me out but has never happened again...

My Dad died when my DD was 22 months, night of funeral whilst staying at my Mums she kept pointing to the corner of bedroom saying man, this went on for a few hours and she was really unsettled! I saws physic a few months after and she said it’s common for spirits to revisit their homes before passing to the other side! I swear down she saw him!

My darling Nan passed away in 2014, she was my world, I loved her more than anyone (more than my parents, but that's another story!). Anyway, she was so fit and healthy, she went to the gym, swimming, dancing, day trips etc... 82 years old and didn't use a stick and had all her marbles still. She was so amazing.

So when she got a rare cancer that took her in less than a year, I was shell-shocked. So much so, I wasn't able to grieve. I'm the sort of person that cries at adverts or the news. But I just couldn't cry.

I started going off the rails a bit, drinking too much and slept with a few guys off Tinder, very out of character, but I was single at the time and I think I needed some sort of comfort / contact and wanted to forget the pain I was feeling.

Then a few months later, I wasn't able to sleep, so sat up until gone 1am watching TV alone in my house. When all of a sudden a huge wave of sadness swept over me, all the tears and pain I'd been somehow keeping in all just came out right there. I was hysterical, literally wailing like a wounded banshee (heaven knows what my neighbour must have thought!) and I was heaving so hard with sobbing that it actually hurt my body, I felt like my heart would literally break in two right there.

Whilst crying my eyes out, I saw a really bright white light flash out of the corner of my left eye, as the light flashed the pitch in the room also changed. The only way I can describe the pitch is imagine you've got the TV on, but it's muted, then you turn the TV off, the high pitch changes when you turn it off, despite the sound being turned off.

Then I felt this warmth envelope me like a really lovely oversized hug. It was so comforting. I immediately stopped crying and feeling slightly crazy saying it out loud, I whimpered, "Nanny, is that you?"

The minute the word "you" left my lips, an actor on the TV show I was watching shouted out my Nan's name. Nothing else, just her name. Turns out that her name was the name of a bit-part character in the drama I was watching, but it's an old fashioned and not very common name.

The fact that the minute I asked if it was her and her name was shouted out shocked me.

With that, the 'hug' disappeared and the pitch went back to normal. I'd stopped crying.

I feel she's around me, sometimes I smell her perfume, the other week I drove to London to visit her grave, as I came out of the cemetery in my car I was crying, as I reached the gates to leave, a song played at her funeral came on the radio, it's a really obscure song, never even charted and there it is, being played on Radio2 as I leave her graveside while upset.

I also glanced in my rear view mirror in my car the other month on my way to work and saw her on my back seat behind the the passenger seat. Just for few seconds.

I've never felt scared when it's her.

When I was 18 my parents went on holiday, leaving me at home for the first time. I had my bf round to stay. On the landing was out loft hatch, one of those that you need a pole to open and then pull down metal steps, that were in 3 parts and you have to unclip each part. It was a pain in the backside and really noisy.

Half way through the evening my bf went to the loo. When he came out, he nearly knocked himself out by walking straight into the loft hatch, which was now down, along with the steps with all 3 parts clipped into place. Neither of us had heard a thing.

Our family has a little boy ghost. Even my teens have heard him. Adult ds heard his bed being bounced on and we have all heads him running along the landings. I have heard him laugh and seen him twice from the back only. Also heard him playing with toys cars late at night. That plastic crashing together noise.
Too many times to mention really.

I'm a total non believer but this experience freaked me out. I've posted this story before so some of you may recognise it.

A couple of years ago we stayed in a 200 year old cottage in the Yorkshire Dales. It was very remote in a beautiful part of the country.

As soon as I walked in, it felt freezing cold even though it was a warm sunny day and the hairs went up on the back of my neck. My DH and DD didn’t feel anything.

We got the heating on, thinking that was why it was cold.

We went upstairs and I had the feeling someone was there. I didn’t feel comfortable letting DD sleep on her own (she was 6 at the time) so she slept in the double bed with me and DH went in the twin room at the end of the corridor.

That night, I was upstairs putting DD to bed when I heard a huge bang and my DH cry out downstairs. I went down and he said the back door had flung open with the same force as if someone had kicked it open! We went outside and there wasn’t a breath of wind and all was still. From then on, we kept the back door locked.

That night I went up to bed and felt a horrible uneasy feeling. I got in bed with DD and finally went to sleep. A couple of hours later, I was awoken to a huge bang on the bedroom window like someone was hammering on it! DD is a heavy sleeper and stayed asleep. After that I turned the landing light on and left the door open so it was very light in the room.

The next morning, I told DH and he said it was probably a tree branch banging on the window. So we went outside but there were no trees nearby.

The next evening DD was in bed and DH and I were in the lounge and we both heard “Help me” screamed outside. We went out and looked around but couldn’t see or hear anything. So we assumed it was someone messing about.

The next day we went out and about half a mile from the cottage (a quiet single track road) there was HELP ME! written in red paint on the road!

We were totally freaked out thinking we’d stumbled into Wicker Man territory and I wanted to go home. But we were only on day 3 of a 7 day holiday. We would’ve booked into a hotel but couldn’t find one at short notice that would take dogs (our dog was with us) so we talked ourselves into staying.

From then on, I kept getting a horrible feeling we were being watched. The hairs would go up on the back of my neck and I felt very uneasy. I stuck it out one more day then told DH I couldn’t take it any more and that I wanted to go home. I thought he would moan but he looked so relieved and we’ve never packed up and left a place quicker than we left there!

I was always a non believer about these things and thought it was people’s imagination but I felt something in that house that I’ve never experienced before or since.

@Redannie118 I want a little white ghost dog!!!!!

getmeoffthiscycleof misery Your nan came to comfort you. That is so lovely.

The little white ghost dog

I hope he is happy and not looking for his family

When I was 18 (and still living with my parents)

I woke in the night to what felt like my cat jumping on the bed and laying on my legs. (He was extremely fat and heavy) but the feeling was enough to really jolt me.

I turned to push him off and there was nothing there. He wasn't there. Instead at the foot of the bed was a cloud of what I can only describe as like fog. In a rough shape of a person. The feeling in the room was so different than anything I've felt before.

I can still remember it to this day as plain as the nose on my face.

A month later I woke up again, this time to what sounded like a bang. I put it down to the cat again because I didn't see anything this time. Until the next morning when I found one of my beautiful trinket boxes the other side of my room to where I kept it, in pieces.

Nothing ever happened again. My sister sleeps in that room now.

Just waiting for the savanac forest story and the man in the disco. I love them!
My Grandma and Granddad have visited members of my family. It was very comforting. My grandma died first and visited all of us before her dh died. We all saw her in the middle of the day, so not like a waking dream. Things move in our houses. When ds1 was a newborn, a soft toy was moved from his feet in his moses basket, on to his chest. This was in the day and there was only me and dh in the house. Ds1 wouldn't have been able to move it and neither of us did it. I also know when things will happen. We also have a black cat that visits before a family pet dies. We have also seen and heard pets that have died. Not all of them visit.

I always believed in some form of afterlife, but thought ghosts were some kind of physical recording. But my grandma and granddad have never been to the places I saw them. The ghost cat, I think belonged to my granddad.

OP you can talk to your ghost you know. Even if you can’t see them.

Or get a spirit medium out to talk to them. I’d be curious to know who my ghost was. Although they sound friendly!

My mum has the spirit of a previous occupier in her house - a man she used to call Harry until one night while she was on the loo he flicked the light on and off and told her his name was George.

We smell his pipe tobacco sometimes and I occasionally catch movement out of the corner of my eye. He still plays with the lights from time to time but he isn't particularly scary.

@millymoo1202 I’m so sorry for your loss. I lost my Dad just before I fell pregnant so I understand how you must feel.
Aww, I love this though. They do say children are more perceptive. Must be comforting for you and your
Mum to know he was there 😊

I was about 5 when my nan's dog died, I adored him.
I saw him the following week, multicoloured like a cosmic rainbow in my Mum and Dad's bedroom by the door. I remember calling him and he walked round the edge of the bed and dissapeared, it still makes the hairs stand up on the back of my neck!

@Redannie118 That is awesome! A ghost doggo. Do your own dogs ever react to it?

@yesterdayhasgone

getmeoffthiscycleof misery Your nan came to comfort you. That is so lovely.

Thank you. I definitely believe that. I wish I'd get more signs, more often, as I miss her so much.

It certainly didn't scare me. It gave me comfort.

Diddy dog used to growl and his hackles would go up and he would just be in the hallway glaring up the stairs!

When I was a student I lived in a flat in Edinburgh. One night I was on my own watching television. We had a spoon as an aerial. Suddenly the spoon shot across the room. I didn’t stay in the flat on my own for the rest of the weekend.
In the same flat I’d some cacti in a small vase sitting on my window sill. One morning I got up and found all three cacti pulled out of the vase and lying on a small dresser underneath the window.
I also had a wind-chimes that would move around by itself, there was no draft or wind getting in from anywhere else.

@GetMeOffThisCycleOfMisery I am so very sorry for your loss. Grief is a funny thing, I always think, and effects people in so many different ways. I’m glad she was able to help, sounds like you guys had/have an unbreakable bond. It
must be nice to know she is taking care you of still xxx

It’s funny you mention light, the night before my Dad died, the local vicar came to pray with him and we all sat at his bedside. Earlier, he’d told me to tell Dad that it was ok to go when he was ready but I was reluctant because he might be scared, death might be terrible etc. Anyway, I remember closing my eyes and then part way through seeing a huge flash of light. The lights in his room were dimmed so I immediately opened my eyes having expected someone to have turned on the main light. No one had. But I immediately felt comfort and I swear it was something/someone was trying to tell me it was ok.

When I lived at home with my mum I always used to get the creeps going into the hallway at night to use the toilet or to go downstairs. Sometimes if I was standing at the sink with my back to the doorway it would sound and feel like someone had just walked past the door even if no one else was home. One day I was washing my face and I went into my bedroom to get my face moisturiser and when I went back into the bathroom I saw in the mirror that I had what looked like bloody fingerprints down my cheek, I checked my hands and face and I wasn't bleeding. Nor was there any blood on my towel. I found out a few years ago that someone had been murdered in my mums house before we moved there and that she had never told us because she didn't want to scare anyone. Apparently the person who died had been pushed down the stairs. I don't really believe in the supernatural but there's something spooky about that house.

@10storeylovesong Ooh an Attic Ghost! Has it ever happened again since?

@Rollonspringtime2020 ooh he sounds happy. I do think if I heard laughing it would freak me out!

@PriscillaTheHun Oh my goodness - that is a proper hair raising read! It gave me goosebumps.
You did well to last that long!

He has been around for nearly 25 years!! Am very used to him now. New dh was seriously freaked out but calmed down over the past few years!
Dd's old bf saw him and sobbed all night!!He was 20!!