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

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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)

Just pointing out that there are perfectly rational reasons for the things you talk about. You didn’t check every room in the house for a banging window, and while losing small children near open water is always terrifying, three and four year olds have wild imaginations, imaginary friends, and will have found a lot of hiding places in such a large house.

That’s true hence why we were searching everywhere thinking they had fallen into the pond or forest. There was adults in the garden but children are light lightening . But it was their stories during the trip and after the incident that made me post the story. Much like most people’s experiences there can be logical reasons or imaginations running wild when frightened in the moment. I was just posting my story that my family found creepy and still do.

Are fast as lightening *

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I visited my grandfather in the days after my mother (his daughter) died. I noticed the photo of my mum in her wedding dress was propped up against the skirting board, with the glass broken. My grandfather said “Oh it fell off the wall the other day and smashed”.

That photo had been on the wall above since her wedding in 1969, thirty odd years before. I know pictures fall off the wall all the time, but it gave me pause for thought. My mum was very angry when she died.

Not really creepy but a little odd. There's probably a rational explanation but anyway!

A few years ago, my grandmother died quite suddenly and unexpectedly. Obviously the whole family were devastated. A few months later, and I remember it was late summer/early autumn time, I dreamt of my grandmother. In the dream, my family were in a large farmhouse sort of place. It was very cosy but definitely had a kind of old, rustic vibe with fireplaces and stone walls. Definitely not even similar to any of my family's homes in real life. In the dream, we were having a celebration - lots of laughter, food etc. My mother suddenly appeared and took my arm, telling me to come and see my grandmother as she was waiting for me. She took me down a dark hallway and into a smaller room. It was beautifully decorated for Christmas, with a crackling fireplace and fairy lights and gifts wrapped under a decorated tree. My grandmother was there and she hugged me (I could actually feel her warmth and smell her perfume - it was the most vivid dream I've ever had). She told me she was so sorry that she'd be missing Christmas with me and my children that year so she'd bought them some presents early and told me to give each of them a hug from her. She said some other things too and I woke up feeling sad and also a bit odd about it as it had felt so real.

Anyway, the next time I saw my family I recounted this dream to them. My cousin gave me an odd look at the time but I didn't think much of it. Later, she took me to one side in the kitchen and quietly told me she'd had the exact same dream. The same farmhouse, the same darkened hallway and the same festively decorated room where our grandmother spoke to her. Almost like we were at the same 'party'! As I said, the house wasn't at all like where we live, nor was it anywhere we'd ever been on holiday or anything. And the Christmas decorations were odd too - it wasn't Christmas or even really approaching the festive season so no reason we'd have both been dreaming of a festive party. We did find it really weird but oddly comforting/reassuring rather than creepy/scary.

My sister and I were home alone about 15 years ago. I was around 11, so she would have been 18. We lived - and my parents still live - in a little terraced house. However, the neighbours and street were always pretty quiet.

We were standing on the landing and we both heard, as clear as if it was there with us, a chorus of children’s voices. They sang one line, “ring-a ring o’ roses” and then abruptly stopped.

We both heard it, and looked at each other in confusion. There were no children playing out, and it was very quiet immediately before and after. It didn’t sound muffled like a radio or telly through the wall, and we weren’t in a room that shared a wall with the neighbours.

I don’t remember being scared, but we both recall it exactly the same now.

Sorry everyone who was asking about the hotel story, I haven’t checked the thread for a few days. It was indeed the one @FractionalGains kindly linked to. Not as scary as remember, but still nicely creepy.

My DP also has a story of when he was about 18, he and some friends went camping in the woods.

They woke up in the middle of the night to screaming, and discovered one friend missing. They went towards the sound of him screaming and found him a way away, in the middle of the woods, with a broken ankle and no idea how he got there.

I’m sure he was sleepwalking, but DP said his friend claimed he had never done it before!

I've got two. One I've seen on here before but I didn't post it: I live in Cornwall and some friends of mine live in torquay in Devon, so I often drive on the A380 onwards torquay. Whenever I go past the Ashcombe cross part of the road I feel like someone has died there. It's even worse at night because I get a sensation that someone is in the car with me. As soon as I've driven past and down the hill the feeling has gone but it's really creepy. I thought it was just me until I saw someone post the same thing on here years ago.

The other thing is in my old London flat I often got the feeling that there was someone behind me on the stairs waiting to pull my legs down. I got very fit running up those stairs!

I've been riding at the same stables on and off for about 30 years, since I was a kid. It's on the south downs just outside Brighton and the scenery is beautiful, you can ride for miles without hitting a road.
But there's one particular valley that I've always had a really horrible vibe about and it turns out that everyone else has as well.

The last time we tried to ride through there we had to turn back as the horses were being impossible, backing up, shying, staring at things that weren't there, just clearly really scared. I need to do some research as I'm sure there must be some sort of gruesome history there.

I’ve told this before.

We rented a house in a village, modern new build over what was a pig farm. We’d here footsteps upstairs when no one was up there and next door was out.

We got our cat & one morning dh was reading, I was on mumsnet and the cat was lying curled up on my lap asleep. Suddenly he was lifted horizontally off my lap in a great “whoosh” noise/sensation & landed on my dressing gown on the floor about 2-3 feet away still asleep with no thud. Dh shouted no or stop and reached to grab him. Now our cat was a big Bengal boy of 6kg. They don’t land lightly onto laminate floors. He didn’t wake until he’d landed and wasn’t distressed he just looked at me bleary eyed.

I’m always glad dh witnessed it because he never would have believed me.

In 2019 the cat died and I was completely heartbroken. I keened for that cat from the deepest part of my hear & am still bereft. 12 days after he died I woke up, took my ear plugs out and heard him jump off the windowsill onto the kitchen floor. I told dh who told me I hadn’t heard that I just wanted to hear it. The next week I left for work before dh woke up & when dh opened his eyes he heard him jump down too.

He’s caught a glimpse of the cat jumping off the windowsill with the blind up when the blinds been down & opened the utility room door to let him in as he heard him scratching while we were chatting, then looked at me & said I heard him scratching to come in.

Ooh @louderthan1 which valley? That’s near me.

Venus if you walk straight down the hill from the dew pond near Ditchling Beacon and bear right it's that valley. Very steep and I always have the feeling that something is watching me from the top of the slope.

My mum's current house is really creepy, there's been a lot of goings on. Footsteps upstairs when everyone was downstairs, my SDad saw a man walk past the bathroom door in the twisty bit under the tap that controls the plug, my mum has seen a woman at the end of her bed, I've felt someone slightly pull my hair when I was in bed, doors have opened, My DM's dog always sits and stairs at the door at the bottom of the stairs, I used to be sat in my bedroom and all of a sudden the outside of my door would go completely black (well lit hallway) like a tall figure was walking past. I always got the feeling I wasn't by myself, I used to run upstairs because I always felt someone was behind me. Since I moved out, I've never once had a weird feeling, it's just in that house.

@louderthan1, my step mums horse would refuse to ride past a farmhouse that had an awful stable fire 50 years or so before. Lots of horses had died and it had been a pretty horrific sight at the time with the horses neighing trying to get out. She used to say her horse could hear them as it’s ears would twitch and he’d rear up and cart her off home in the other direction

My ex is from Marlborough so I've spent a lot of time there and I can confirm that there are parts of Savernake Forest that are terrifying for no obvious reason.

You have to drive through it to get to Marlborough from the direction I came from and I always used to put my foot down and get through as quickly as possible.

He also took me on a walk along the disused railway line once. Lovely bright winter day. As we were walking I got this horrible feeling and fell behind him.

Eventually we got to an old railway tunnel, now blocked up, and I couldn't get away quickly enough. It felt like the trees were closing in on me. I practically ran back the way we'd come. My ex was totally bemused. I can't explain it but it was horrible.

louder Hah, yes I know exactly where you mean. In fact, I can see it from my bedroom window! Next to the tank tracks, yes?

We walked through there during lockdown and I felt quite anxious while we were there; I remember feeling like we were trespassing or something. There is an oddness about how sounds carry, maybe an echo or weird acoustics because of the steep curved hillside. Although we live so close, it’s not a footpath I’d ever followed before, and I don’t think I will again. Plenty of others here that don’t have that atmosphere!

When I was very young I used to have a recurring dream about an alien man who would stand at the end of my bed with a sea creature thing in his hands, it was white with lots of wriggling legs and he’d want me to bite it, he would bite it and then offer it to me and I would refuse, over and over I had that dream, just a dream but very odd.

When my grandmother died I was obviously very upset and that night she was in my dream telling me very clearly that she was alright and it will be alright. At time of stress I often find I get a waft of her perfume, very random and unexpected but makes me think of her and her saying it will be alright. I don’t believe in any of this stuff at all so I know this is just tricks of the mind but it is comforting and I sometimes to wonder just a little bit...

Oh and in the alien man dream I sort of knew if I accepted the creature I’d have to go with him. It used to crunch when he bit it and I hated the sound. I was obviously a weird child!

My youngest DD told me this just the other day. I've recently moved out of the house in question...

She and her four siblings were upstairs, helping their dad, my XH sort out one of the bedrooms. I'd gone away for the weekend and their dad was looking after them. She'd been to the bathroom, looked out of the door and, at the far end of the long landing, saw a figure in black dash down the stairs. She assumed it was her eldest sister (who wears a lot of black) and went downstairs to talk to her. The downstairs of the house was empty. So she went back up to find that all the siblings were upstairs with their dad, emptying a cupboard.

Definitely not a burglar - the big dog was in the house and nothing was taken. DD is convinced it was a ghost as she says the shape was more like a 'shadow' than a real person.

I am glad I moved before she told me this!

One night I was driving home quite late on a country road that was not lit at all. It was a very foggy night and I then almost hit a cyclist who was cycling with no lights, which I thought was extremely dangerous considering there are no lights and the weather conditions. But the strange thing is he didn't seem to even notice me.

I didn't think much of it until a few months later I was reading ghost stories about the area. One described a cyclist with no Lights who appears on foggy nights on that same road. According to legend, a cyclist died on that road after being hit by a car in the 1970s.

It could have just been a cyclist, but who knows?

when we moved into our current house I was unpacking clothes into the wardrobe and my son then aged 2 was staring across the room

I asked him what he was looking at and he said that it was the lady in the green dress

I asked him what she was doing and he said 'she has come to see if we are nice people'
He never mentioned her again

@VenusClapTrap

louder Hah, yes I know exactly where you mean. In fact, I can see it from my bedroom window! Next to the tank tracks, yes?

We walked through there during lockdown and I felt quite anxious while we were there; I remember feeling like we were trespassing or something. There is an oddness about how sounds carry, maybe an echo or weird acoustics because of the steep curved hillside. Although we live so close, it’s not a footpath I’d ever followed before, and I don’t think I will again. Plenty of others here that don’t have that atmosphere!

We walked part of the South Downs many years ago as part of a sponsored dog walk for a local animal rescue centre. For parts we were surrounded by other sponsored dog walkers but then would be entirely alone. In parts it felt very odd and like there was no sound. Like having earplugs in.

Nothing to add but I love these threads, even though I'm scaring myself & am tempted to put the puppy in bed with me for comfort!