To ask you to tell me the weirdest/spookiest thing you’ve experience

[NotSoJollyChristmas]

I’ve heard children speaking in my dds room when she’s the only child, there was no tv etc that could have made the voices

ouijia board, did when in my late teens.

@beastlyslumber

If you’re not bothered just leave it be, but maybe stop knocking.

I wasn't knocking - think you've confused me with another poster. I heard three knocks when I was thinking about Jesus (words I never thought I'd type haha!) The other poster heard knocks and knocked back a couple of times.

Ah sorry, yes I was confusing you with another poster

A couple of weird ones. To add, my dad is not "woo" at all. We lived in a pub that was originally a court house, and they would also hang people there. My Nan worked there before my mum was even born. A man was shot and killed with a gun borrowed from the landlord of the pub, his name was Matthew (the guy killed)

Dad locking up the pub, went to check the back door and there was a door with a top pane of frosted glass. He saw someone stood behind it, automatically said "sorry!" and stepped back, then realised the pub was locked and nobody was in

Again locking up, we had candles on every table and on fireplaces. Dad had put them all out, set the alarm and got upstairs and the fire alarm went off. Went back downstairs and a candle was lit. He blew it out, reset the alarm, got halfway up the stairs and again..
went back, blew the candle out, took it out the holder and went "FGS Matthew!"
Third time, alarm goes off again. Candle is back in the holder and lit

Me, age about 17. I was upstairs and trying to sleep and out the corner of my eye I could see a man holding a knife, like it was raised up as if to stab someone. It wasn't scary but unsettling. Told my mum who was a bit WTF, but I couldn't stop seeing it. I ended up sleeping on the floor of their room (and I have never ever slept in their room even as a child)

@Historyfan I was also pregnant with twins and lost one at eight weeks. My then three year old didn't even know I was pregnant but shortly after I lost the twin, she was at her nanas and she started laughing at nothing and when her nana asked what she was doing she said 'mummies baby has come to play with me!'. Safe to say nana was totally freaked out

Oh my goodness. I have been reading some of these out to DH and we are now completely freaked out 😆
DH has requested a happy movie for movie night 🤣

@Pebbles218

I was staying in a hotel in London for one night due to a work trip. In the middle of the night I awoke and was paralysed. It felt like I was being held down. Looking to my right I saw a tall shadow man figure by the door and he slowly started coming towards the bed. I was panicking as I couldn't move as he got towards the bed and closer to my face. I managed to let out a "Nooo" and then it stopped. Never seen him again but it freaked me out as I had never dreamt about my house let alone the hotel room. I was frightened about going to sleep for a few nights after.

That sounds like sleep paralysis - I have it now and then and it's always a man coming towards me

Some really moving experiences, thanks for sharing. Others will keep me awake tonight!

When i was 12 weeks pregnant i woke up one morning with ed sheerans small bump song stuck in my head (is a song about miscarriage) i woke really upset and knew it was over. I miscarried that night.

I dreamt of my nan for quite a few months. Every night. And one night was with her and other family in her house.
I felt, she was trying to tell me something was wrong. She had history of breast cancer. Then the dreams stopped once I was diagnosed with breast cancer. It still gives me chills thinking about it.

I also saw a ghost at work. Nothing normally phrases me. However, it really scared me for days/weeks afterwards.

@justasking111

If you ever get to Cranbrook this property was seriously haunted when I was a child. I had an invisible friend his clothing as I described it was ancient times. Footsteps running up and down the stairs day and night. A gardener who used to walk through a bricked up wall. One room everyone hated to sleep in. My grandad who knew nothing went for lie down. Something gave his bad back a massage, it wasn't granny he discovered they packed up and left.

I often wonder if all the renovation scared them off or if weird things still happen

It looks pretty scary just looking at the photo!! .

My dp worked in a place where he worked on his own at the weekend.
He went to the toilet,went past the ladies loo.Looked in and saw a women in a white dress.He was the only person in that day.

I lost my dad 7 weeks ago. He was in ICU. I'm pretty open minded and just before he passed (pain free and peacefully) the whole atmosphere in the room changed. So much so, I asked my mum, brother and nurses did they feel that? Suddenly I felt sick, faint, static like noise/air and a heavy, compressed feeling in the room. It was actually overwhelming physically so it wasn't just in my head, I asked the nurse for water! It disappeared moments before Dad passed.

In a remote place on a sort of retreat alone. A human running impossibly fast... on all fours. SHUDDER. Still dream about it now.

@youvegottenminuteslynn

In a remote place on a sort of retreat alone. A human running impossibly fast... on all fours. SHUDDER. Still dream about it now.

WHAT? That is definitely going to give me nightmares.

Can you elaborate at all (since I'm not sleeping now anyway🤷🏻‍♀️😂)

Not personally, story from my mother.
When I was a baby they rented rooms in the basement/first floors of a large Victorian house. After putting me to bed, mum went downstairs to find dad white as a sheet in the kitchen. He had seen “a butler” appear half way up the stairs, holding a tray and walking up to the first floor. As this person ascended the staircase, my father described his surroundings changing. Where he walked, rather than the plain white washed walls, there was blue paper with a flower pattern.
He was incredibly distressed and insistent. The next day, he took a scraper to the walls and found, a few layers down, blue paper with a flower pattern.

There is a village in Turkey where they walk on all fours. There is a documentary about it. Not sure they Gollum about though.

@iamprobablynotyourcupoftea it didn't feel scary apart from that one room which became the storage room. I loved living there. Old Tudor beams nooks and crannies. The floors all sloped madly.

Funny how all the ghost tours in Kent are castles or pubs never your standard home or garden I think seeing them in broad daylight going about their business normalises it. Not so woo

Probably last weekend, in a building where there was only myself and one other at that point.
I was talking to the other person in the building, when he says, WHAT THE FUCK?
my face is just like the emoji...are you alright?
He says, what was that fucking noise?
Still bewildered. He says, it sounds like someone just scanned their access card.
I'm like. Not possible. 2 vehicles in the car park, can only be accessed by the car park, and someone would've had to pass us to get in.
So I say, let's go have a look. On the 4tb floor the sensor lights all started going on, as if someone was walking under them.
Hand sanitisers around the building- also go off because of sensors were going off. We tried to make a joke of it. Then a door automatically opens. He says, SOMEONE must be here who has an access card. The door wouldn't open without it.

I checked with security on Thursday, security checked the logs, at that point it was just two people in the building, all the other cards were signed out, but the lights for some reason do keep getting activated. Concerning that the external door just opened automatically. Were talking a high security building here. High security medical research facility, and doors which require an access card just opening themselves is duxking strange.

I was about 10 when my grandfather died. By all accounts when my dad took my mum to meet him he took to her right away. He wanted redhead grandkids and she was a red head who loved football .
After he passed I found it really strange I would expect him to walk down our hallway any moment. I did not feel anything like it at his house. I mentioned it to mum and she just said we missed him.
What I didn't know was that my baby sister who was 2 or 3 was telling mum about visits from him and chatting to him. Mum heard her once. One nights he said she had dreamed about him , the same night mum had seen a flash of light in her room when putting clothes away.

The house my mum grew up on was very strange too. My uncle slept in his mum's bed until he was 12 he didn't like his room. When we stayed there when my youngest sister was being born we stayed in their room not the other available beds.
Going to the loo was angst inducing but the worst was when you were offered an iceblock from the back fridge. That walk to the fridge you never did alone just such a scary feeling even when you could have an iceblock at the end.
Mum and her family have lots of stories from that place.

@AleynEivlys

Mine is neither hugely weird nor spooky, but I do believe it was 100% real.

I had a very close friend die in violent/criminal circumstances in 2011, which was hideous and had a profound affect on me for a very long time. Fast forward to 2013 and I was lying in bed one evening with my then-new OH (now father of my two children) and I was telling him all about my friend. They were things I had never really told anyone before - not even my friend himself - about how I had felt about him and what he had meant to me. Tender, deeply personal things.

Eventually, we fell asleep.

At some point, I found myself somewhere between sleep and waking - very drowsy, but conscious enough to know that I wasn't dreaming, and acutely aware that every cell in my body was alive with some kind of buzzing, humming electricity, sort of like the feeling you get when you walk very close to a pylon. I was attempting to process this when two things became apparent - firstly, that somebody was there and secondly, that they were talking to me.

I didn't realise who it was at first, but as I wasn't remotely afraid, I knew it was somebody familiar and benign. I also somehow sensed it was a male, but other than that, I had no idea.

I remember trying to talk back, and that I got it wrong, because I spoke out loud, which didn't work. He couldn't hear me. It was like his voice (though it wasn't so much a voice as the very 'feeling' of words, if that makes sense) was coming from somewhere inside my head, so I tried 'thinking' my response instead, and it was then that I felt his sudden joy, and - with a massive happy flip of my stomach - realised that it was my friend who had died.

I wish I could remember something - anything - of what we talked about, but sadly I don't. As it stands, the only thing I distinctly remember him saying came just as I was waking up and the weird buzzing was fading out:

'I have to go back now. Be safe.'

It sounds so corny, but that is genuinely what I heard - in proper spoken words this - as clearly as if he had just whispered it into my ear.

And then he was gone and I was awake. It's never happened again, but I treasure the experience.

I have had dreams in which I absolutely know I have spoken to a loved one still alive on the other side of the world. I know we are meeting on the astral plane. One of these dreams I didn’t mention to the person concerned and they had had the same dream. I’venever told anyone about this.

My first thought was Baba Yaga.

Sorry - that was @Audit - your description reminded me if Baba Yaga.

I worked in a big office building- it was a brand new building so not too creepy in itself. I was last to leave other than cleaning staff who worked from the bottom floor up. I got to the lift and realised I left my phone so went back to my office to get it to find the door I'd locked unlocked, my chair pulled from under my desk and my computer on- typing the document I had typed earlier in the day. Needless to say I grabbed my phone and ran like hell. There was no one else in that section of the building and my office was difficult to get to so it's unlikely someone could sneak in in the time it took for me to get down the corridor. Plus our computers had passwords and files had passwords to access so I have no idea how my document was being written on the screen.

Also stayed at an old AirBnB and woke up to the sound of 3 mirrors breaking. Also found my compact mirror broken in my handbag. No one in the house, doors were locked etc. It wasn't too hot or cold and the mirrors were completely shattered in their place.

On quite a few occasions I had a robin fly into the house right after a very dear friend died suddenly. Got my spidey senses going although I wasn't scared, I just thought it was a bit strange. On googling it, it turns out that it's not unusual. When robins appear, loved ones are near. It brought me great peace and comfort as I chose to interpret it as my friend trying to tell me he was ok and not to worry or be sad he was gone.

@Audit I read a book many years ago called The Demon Syndrome. The description of the demon sounds very like yours. The author called her The Lady. I have no idea why I was allowed to read that book at the time mind you - I was about 11. I was, and still am, a bookworm, but nobody ever checked what book I had my head stuck in. I had nightmares for months after that one!