Creepiest thing that has happened to you that you can not explain?

[Snowcappedmountains]

AIBU to ask about the creepiest thing that has ever happened to you that you cannot explain?

I realise threads like these have probably been done to death but I am super bored and struggling to find anything to watch/read.

IN the days before DC, DH and I had a holiday in Looe in Cornwall. We sayed in a tiny house that was on 3 levels. There were about 6 houses off a shared courtyard not far from the harbour.
The house had a small living room and kitchen on the ground floor, a double bed room with a tiny bathroom on the 1st floor and a 2nd bedroom on the 3rd floor.
It had a weird loo on the landing which had obviously been put in long after the house was built.
Nothing specific happened but the atmosphere was really creepy. It felt like the house didn't want you there. The guest book had lots of odd references that insinuated a ghost. Hubby refused to go to the top bedroom at all, the atmosphere got worse as the week went on. On the last night we were so spooked that we pushed a heavy chest of drawers against the bedroom door so no one could get in. We were glad to leave the next morning.

I’ve had a few telepathic moments that made me laugh. I was walking into a shop one day and had to walk between two ladies who were talking about someone they knew who had a baby. One lady asked what they were calling the baby. In my head I said Liam as I was walking between them and a nanosecond later the lady said “Liam”!!
About 25 years ago 7 of us were squashed into a 5 seater car - laws weren’t strict back then. We had to drive 20 miles to my partner’s aunt and uncles anniversary party. Half way there, on a country road, I thought to myself: imagine if we got a puncture! A second later my partner says ‘imagine if we got a puncture ‘. I told him that I was thinking the exact same thing and we laughed. A few seconds later... we got a puncture!!!
When I was in my teens, I’d be ringing a particular friend a few times (using landlines at the time) and their phone would be engaged - ends up we were ringing each other at exact same time.

I don't remember how old we were, but my younger brother and I were young enough not to be allowed to stay home alone overnight, so we were staying with my grandparents in their rather forbidding 1920s house.

Does anyone remember Nationwide, an early evening magazine TV programme? We enjoyed watching it because there were often funny bits, and we were allowed to see it that night at Nanna and Grandad's.

One of the items was a story about a bowl which was supposed to be cursed. I can't remember the details of the story but the idea was that the person who owned it would see a terrifying creature roaming the house at night.

Hours later, when I was lying in the big old fashioned bed in the big old fashioned house with my little brother in a room on the other side of the house with my grandparents, it came into my room.

I did not sleep that night, lying rigid in bed, eyes wide open. I've never been so terrified before or since.

About 10 years ago I think, the BBC website had a little regular 'stories from the archives' thing, and I was scrolling through it - and a story caught my eye. It was that bloody bowl creature, and immediately I was chucked straight back to that night, being a petrified little girl who believed it was in her room.

It was of course all in my imagination, but I can still see its outline on the flower patterned wallpaper.

One January night some 30 years ago, I particularly wanted to go for a walk at 1am. Not super unusual. DH came with me.

Then I had a very strong desire to go through the (locked-up) large park near our house. Very unlike me as I hate being caught breaking rules. I persuaded DH to climb over the fence with me.

It was a very still quiet night. We heard a few small splashes in the large shallow lake. It nearly pitch black, so we couldn't see properly what it was. DH wasn't too interested and guessed it was a swan. He was inclined to walk on.

I insisted I wanted to SEE the swan. I was as persistent and unreasonable as a toddler. We stopped and stared into the darkness and still couldn't see, so I waded in to see it. DH came too because it might've been a monster and he's chivalrous like that, LOL.

It turned out to be a drunk person, face down in two feet of water, making her last few feeble movements as she drowned.

We hauled her to shore, water gushed from her lungs and she started coughing and mumbling. We got a neighbour to call an ambulance and they took her away.

It wasn't so odd that she should have fallen into the lake and got herself into trouble. There was no fence on that side of the park. Several pubs nearby had frequent lock-ins, so a drunk person might easily wander there at that hour. But I have no idea why I'd had such a strong urge to go into the park and then wade into an icy lake to see a "swan" in the dark.

Wtf. Was the drunk woman you?

There’s a park near me like that. When it’s dark, you wouldn’t know that the back of the park had a sharp slope down to a river as there’s no lights! So dangerous, can easily imagine a drunk stumbling down there

Before my.husband and I got married we lived in a.flat it.was very old a and.we had lots.if strange happenings there , the worst one was when we had our nephew stay the night he was only 3 and my husband and i.were in bed & he was.staying in the spare room we heard.him get.up and walk down the hallway open the creaky bathroom door and turn the.light on but not.have a wee then run into the living room , I got.up to get.him and there was no1 there and looked in on him and he was fast asleep , I grabbed him and put.him in our bed , my husband.heard it all too and before.we lived there was .complete non believer , we moved a couple of.months later.as it really freaked.us.out , it was horrible ! X

RocketQueen21

That was a lovely dream

Wtf. Was the drunk woman you?

No, LOL.

Mycatisthebest
Thank you 😊 it really was.

A few years ago I requested a boden catalogue online & they didn’t send me one.

I didn’t get bombarded with emails about fun skirts and basic tops either.

Really odd.

@SocialConnection - are you sure it was a bowl, not the Hexham Heads? Some of the stories attached to those are freaky... and I think they were featured on Nationwide!

I constantly find that I’m thinking a word, phrase, song or incident and thenI hear someone else say the same thing within minutes. Or I’m thinking about something and then see it written on a van which was out of my vision beforehand. My OH and I often find we’re thinking of the same thing at the same time. I experience strange synchronicities on an ongoing basis.

I've had quite a few instances where I am reading something while the telly is on and I read a word in the text, and almost at the same time I hear the word said on the telly, and not particularly commonplace words either.

Yes me too.

I dream things that then come true.

I only ever remember my dreams if they're a nightmare or of they're going to come true. I never have strange dreams that are just strange dreams if you know what I mean. They're either horrifying or they're premonitions.

Some really really boring. Such as going to the park on a particular day and certain people being there.
Others more interesting.

One that sticks out to me, I was about 10.
I dreamt that my mum had asked me and my older brother to nip to the chippy and get some chips and curry sauce. It was a Thursday, and mum was pregnant and we'd often nip to the chippy as she was craving the curry sauce. We went together usually as I liked feeling grown up. So off we trot to the chippy. On the way home a man attacked us, and my brother told me to run while he tried to fight the man off. He was 13, much faster than me, so if he had run too he would have left me in the dust, and i'd have got hurt by this man. I remember running as fast as I could, and I just knew my brother was seriously injured and needed to go to hospital. Then I woke up

A few weeks later my mum asks us to go to the chippy. It was a Thursday. I complete freaked out. Just point blank refused to go, got really upset so my brother said he'd go on his own, he didn't mind.
Off he went to the chippy and on the way back a man tried to attack him. Because I wasn't with him, he was able to run and not worry about what would happen to me.
While he was out I explained to my mum about my dream. Then he came bursting in and said that someone had tried to grab him. My mum phoned the police and it turned out there was a drug addict hanging around, mugging children, he had literally just mugged an older boy then spotted my brother and made a beeline for him.

@Zaphodsotherhead off to Google Hexham Heads now! I remember it as a bowl but could well be memory getting scrambled. PS - love Hitchhiker's 💞

Ooh, the Wikipedia for the heads has the line 'saw a large, dark, werewolf-like figure on the stairs that jumped over the banisters and into a corridor before vanishing' looks very familiar! I wonder if my memory did originate with that story!

Placemarking for later

@SocialConnection I know - that story has stayed with me too!

There's a book, I think written by the archaeologist in charge of the case, about the things she's seen. I think quite a lot of it is nonsense, but some of it is very spooky!

A few more weird things... not really scary though.

My husband lost his lovely nana a few years back - it was her birthday recently, as he was pottering around the kitchen ,he said he got a really strong smell of her perfume for a few seconds. I was also thinking about her and the tv ariel fell down a second later, more likely a coincidence but I jumped abit!

We grew up in a big Victorian house, I’ve never felt scared or sensed anything bad there at all but a couple of things have happened that are a little strange....

I was poorly with the flu, I’m lying in bed half asleep, half awake and feel a cold pressure on my cheek, like a hand touching it, when I opened my eyes, whatever it was quickly lifted away. I just lag there looking from side to side.
In the same room another time , I was half asleep again from a nap , I heard a very loud whisper say “ yeessssss”. I sat up in bed , instinctively looking at a corner of my room where it came from. Again, I don’t remember being scared just abit like “huh?”

In the same house, my sisters dd ( when she was a baby) used to always look at a certain corner of the room from her cot and smile/coo/wave. Used to freak my sister out.

@EloiseTheFirst
This sounds like disgruntled locals to me.
We've had similar (bangs on windows etc) whilst in a Cornish holiday home.

My weirdest one was the death of my Grandpa. My Dad repetitively tried calling both my sister and I in the early hours of the morning to let us know Grandpa had died but was unable to get through to either of us on our mobile phones or my landline. He said it was like we were both disconnected. Just emptiness on the end of his line. He ended up calling our Mum instead (who he had divorced from) and was able to get through to her just fine and she decided to break the news to us later that morning with a cuddle in person. It was kind of better that way in the end than finding out in the bleak early hours of the morning when you are by yourself.

Then the whole journey to the funeral was bizarre, almost comical when we look back now, but what happened next was peculiar. We left the hotel to go to the funeral and when we sat in the back of the funeral car my mobile phone went crazy. It kept flashing up with its power off screen which was pure white and said ‘Goodbye’. Then ever so briefly a photo I had taken of Grandpa popped up followed again by the screen with ‘goodbye’ on. I tried to sort it out but it wouldn’t turn off and just kept flashing ‘goodbye’. I ended up taking the battery pack off.
As we were driving along in the procession I realised that the man sitting with the coffin in the very back of the hearse looked remarkably like my Grandpa so mentioned it to my Dad who gave me a rather strange look. It was only when I got out of the funeral car and walked round to the hearse that I realised there was no way that you could of sat in the back of the hearse next to the coffin.
When we arrived back home my phone was still playing up so I sent it off to be fixed. It got returned a few days later with a letter/invoice saying no fault could be found. Sure enough it was working just fine so I went on to have a look at my last ever photo I had taken of Grandpa a few weeks prior to his death. The one that flashed up in the funeral car. It was gone.

I’ve had many strange experiences but that one by far stands out as just being so odd.

Two stories from me. One regarding my mum and one regarding my Grran.

story 1

after my DGran died, my mum would visit her grave almost daily as you do.

She would see a man at another grave, either sitting in front of the grave or a bench nearby. He'd look so sad and often be crying.
Once she approached him and asked if he was okay. He said his name was Bob and his wife had died and he wanted to be close to her and visited every day.
My mum would see him every time she visited and sometimes chat away to him about little things.
Gradually she noticed him less although still now and then. She assumed that, like her, he was learning to deal with this grief better and therefore visiting less.
One day it had been windy or something and a display on my DGrans grave had blown away in the direction of this man's wife's grave. My mum went to fetch it and caught side of his wives grave.
His wives name and date of death was entered below his! He had died before her!
My mum swears she had not noticed any of this before. She is very anti-woo and swears she would have noticed. She swears that the man would sit on that very grave and say it was his wife.
She hasn't seen him again although does look out for him.

story 2 (I've told this one before)

My gran, before she died, was in hospital for something and I forget what she was in hospital for. Maybe a fall.
My mum went to pick her up to take her back to her care home. A care home worker was with mum to help.
My mum noticed another care home resident in the opposite bed and commented on this to my gran.
Gran: "yes, she's going to die soon"
Mum and care worker obviously went shush shush as the other woman's family were there.
Gran was adamant and would not be silenced. She said this other woman had "a dark cloud" over her head.
Anyway they got gran back to her care home. Got her settled etc.
Mum went back to the home the next day to visit DGran and the care worker came running up.
The other lady had died overnight.
Gran said "see, I told you so".

nuttymomma - he may have been her second husband?