To ask for another creepy/weird/scary stories thread?

[JustGetThroughTheDay]

As it's almost Halloween season (for what it's worth) and because I have gone through every previous thread of similar stories.
I have a few but the first one that comes to mind is that a distant elderly relative lived in a dormer bungalow. The whole house felt oppressive and dark. I can't explain the feeling. I was maybe 13. If I went to the loo I would make someone else come with me.
One day, for some reason, my dad showed me the upstairs of the house and it was even more awful feeling than the downstairs. It was literally a bedroom and a tiny en-suite. No one else in the room but there was an indentation in the mattress that looked like someone was sat on the end of the bed. Stared at it for a bit and as I went to point it out to my dad it slowly raised back up to normal size.

When I tried to broach it with elderly relative she was so blasé about it that it made me feel a bit stupid. She was like 'oh yeah, built on an Indian burial ground (in north Lancashire) so I get lots of visitors'
I've only ever felt that oppressive feeling once since in Edinburgh castle (not in the dungeons)

My grandmother was waiting to pick up an aunt in the big city over from our small town (about 15 miles) and had parked up outside a spiritualist church.

A man approached and told her she had a man floating above her as described her deceased dad.
He mentioned a very specific feature that was the result of his decades of work as a butcher. There's no way anyone could have guessed at that specific feature as it was so incredibly specific, and not even one suffered by all members of the trade and tbh not one everyone would possibly notice unless looking hard or was pointed out to them.

Anyhow, she freaked and gets very angry to this day if anyone tries to discuss it with her.

When our first dd was born we lived in a little two up, three down. DH and I were struggling with being young new parents and we really didn't like each other for a time. The house was awful, footsteps up the very creaky stairs, toys going off continuously in the middle of the night but stopping as soon as we entered the room, lights blowing and flickering, leaks, rats, more spiders than hell. The atmosphere was oppressive. We moved after a couple of years, but decided to rent the house.
The atmosphere is completely different, so calm and peaceful, cosy and only the usual seasonal spiders. The lights don't flicker or blow anymore.
Maybe it was us.

@IncandescentSilver

Excuse me if I missed it, but why was there an Indian burial ground in North Lancashire? (from the OP)

I think OP herself was dubious about an Indian burial ground being in North Lancashire in her OP. Probably just elderly relative’s SOH.

Sybill your story made me cry , our beautiful dog died earlier this month and I miss him so much , it’s a comfort to think he is waiting for me.

[quote Mrsfrumble]@Chocaholic9 that’s really sad.

I too have spent hours of my life on that classic Digital Spy thread. The hotel story on there is one of the creepiest I’ve ever read.[/quote]
Please can you link it?

@ScarMatty Link is earlier in the thread.

@IncandescentSilver

Excuse me if I missed it, but why was there an Indian burial ground in North Lancashire? (from the OP)

That's what she said! It can't be true.

[quote MulticolourMophead]**@ScarMatty Link is earlier in the thread.[/quote]
Can't find it, nor can another poster

@ew1990

https://forums.digitalspy.com/discussion/1376448/what-is-the-creepiest-thing-to-have-ever-happened-to-you

A thread on digital spy. It's got 186 pages. Spent a good month at night reading through it.

Digital spy thread.

I have too many but I’ll write about one quickly.
My daughter, when she was much younger, started staying overnight at her fathers new flat but she wasn’t happy and wouldn’t settle. She told me she kept seeing a man in a mask, he would shake her bed and wake her up and beckon her to come with him. We put it down to vivid dreams. One evening we were watching a programme and a doctor with a mask came on and she told me the man she saw in her bedroom was like that man, a doctor.

Well I still didn’t think much of it until I happened to mention it in passing to my Grandmother who told me that those flats were built on the grounds of an old mental hospital. I had to check it out for myself and it was indeed true.

mrsfrumble could you tell me what page that hotel story is on if you can? Don’t fancy trawling through over 180 pages lol 🤣

@GoldenOmber

I swear I heard someone shushing baby DD over the baby monitor once when she woke and cried. A woman’s voice with a sort of sing-song “SHUSH-shush, SHUSH-shush, SHUSH-shush.” Nobody in the room with her (it was a video monitor so I could see easily).

Probably I was hallucinating it through tiredness however real it sounded to me at the time. DD did settle back down herself, though, which wasn’t like her, so if it WAS a ghost then thank you ghost

This was probably someone nearby with a similar baby monitor. We used to shush a child to sleep through the monitor. You wouldn't know if the sound was being picked up in a different house as well.

I was very young, maybe about 6, but vividly remember how scared I felt. My brother & I were playing in some woods near us & he fell into a pond - thank goodness he got out, soaked & covered in weed but otherwise unscathed. Then suddenly I could hear distant chanting & I have never run so fast in my life! Ashamed to say I was too frightened to check if my brother was following me but we both got home safely. Years later I found out that there used to be an Abbey in the area where we lived which had been converted into a nursing home. It was no doubt a beautiful sound but I was absolutely terrified at the time!

I I love these threads - placemarking for later

@Butterer unfortunately some patients are quite happy to spit in your face.

My friend is a phlebotomist and she certainly had some unpleasant stories to tell after working in a private mental health hospital.

@EternalOptimist7

mrsfrumble could you tell me what page that hotel story is on if you can? Don’t fancy trawling through over 180 pages lol 🤣

I want to know too haha, I've searched 'hotel' but that has brought up 10 pages!!

@RealBecca When my DS was a tiny tiny newborn and would not be put down, I was sitting on the sofa feeing him late one night and I must have drifted off. I suddenly felt my mum's presence incredibly strongly, just as a hand gripped my upper arm hard and shook me awake. Really, properly, physically shook me. I assumed it was DH coming down for his 'shift' at holding the baby, but DH was still sound asleep upstairs and my mum had passed away 18 months before DS was born. Maybe it was just maternal instinct shocking me awake, but I felt that hand on my arm so clearly.

It's not much of a story (I scare the bejesus out of myself with my "proper" ghost story, the which I have told elsewhere) but my late DH was a financial librarian in the City who died very suddenly at home.
I have since remarried - 15 years on - but he still leaves me money around the house to make sure I'm OK. Current DH calls it "the spiders paying their rent" but it's quite common to find pound coins on the landing etc.
He also has an annoying habit of moving stuff about. A brief "come on J stop mucking about" usually sees them back where they should be.

Not a scary story but it always gives me a chuckle when I think of it, I think I might be someone's "ghost".

I was about 7 and my mum and dad had taken us on holiday to a caravan park next to the sea, lots of lovely sand dunes to play on etc.

I was playing about on top of one of the bigger ones and I saw a boy, maybe a year or two older than me, close by and headed in my direction.

No idea why I did this but I decided I wanted to be alone so ran off in the other direction, stepped in a large rabbit hole and fell down in a heap. I was in a depression in the sand with all that stabby grass around me.

In the time it took me to collect myself the boy had made it to within a step of where I was lying in a heap (I could have reached out and grabbed his ankles), but I just stayed still. The boy looked all around him - obviously looking for me - but couldn't see me and took himself off again. I climbed out of my rabbit hole and went off round the dune in the opposite direction to him.

Poor lad probably thought I was a ghost because to him it must have appeared as though I'd just winked out of existence suddenly

Despite being non woo, I have told before of our family's unexplained 'things that go bump in the night' at a very old and remote country house.

Yesterday, when I was alone in our garden and despite there being no wind and nothing even to cause vibrations, the large and heavy wooden swing seat was swinging. It carried on for several minutes. Logical explanations welcome.

@EternalOptimist7 @WhenTwoBecomeThree

I don’t know for sure this is the hotel story that poster meant, but people on that thread found the story about the 11th floor of a hotel very creepy so could well be this one. It’s reposted on this page by crazyguys. Enjoy!

forums.digitalspy.com/discussion/comment/58912245#Comment_58912245

When I was 7/8/9 (something like that) I was very frightened to go to the bathroom from my bedroom at night. Not all of the journey frightened me, just the bit where I passed the top of the stairs, I once thought I'd seen a man creeping up those stairs towards me.

When I was 23/24 I had a major reaction to some drugs prescribed. I was in my bedroom and parent was advised to keep me awake by walking me back and forth. While parent was doing that, the paramedics arrived. I looked down the stairs, and there was a man crawling up them. He was running, so was very close to the ground as he came upstairs.

My latest bit of "woo" involved my niece who was about five months pregnant. I was using a calculater and when I put the figures in and pressed result, the word Nan showed up. Nan was what niece always called my Deceased Mum, they were very close.

It spooked me a bit, and being very non woo myself, I thought I'd ring my Sis, who is very woo.
Sis was flabbergasted. Two minutes before I called she'd finished a call to Nieces husband who told her they were on their way to hospital, as niece was experiencing a bleed.

It drives Sis mad that despite being non woo, I'm the one that these odd things happen to.

And Niece was fine, by the way. Healthy little girl added to our family.

Oh one that I'd forgotten! Late mother in law was a 17th century re-enactor and in later life had quite significant disabilities so was unable to camp "authentically" - she always booked a hotel nearby. There was one particular event she loved and she went every year.
Imagine her surprise one year to be regaled with the story of the hotel ghost, an fragile white-haired lady in 17th century clothes who walks very slowly and sadly down the stairs and then disappears....

(into her son's car, as it happened!)

@QuestionableMouse

I used to go to ABC in the early 2000s. Could not stay in the main block without a lot of booze! The houses were ok but the main block at night, especially downstairs, was super creepy.

It's all changed and luxury now.