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

[quote doubleshotcappuccino]@Loubiemoo totally unnecessary ! not everyone knows that ![/quote]
You just contradicted yourself there.

[quote LaLaLoopsyLoo]@Loubiemoo because it’s so time consuming reading a single letter? There was no need to leave such a dickhead comment.[/quote]
I stand by my comment.

I used to be a porter in a kid's hospital. One weekend, I saw some kid in bright clothing run about in a department that was closed on weekends. This department was where the mortuary was too. Other staff told me that they had seen him too. Was a patient who died.

@VeryQuaintIrene

My mum died of covid last year in the UK (I am in US). I used to call her "Old Bat" as an affectionate nickname, and about a month after she died, I was sitting in my kitchen and a bat flew through the open back door, through the kitchen, around the living room and straight through the front door. I've never even seen a bat round where I live, much less have one come into the house in 16 years of living there. I felt such comfort and relief- I really believe she was coming back to let me know that she was free of pain and fine wherever she is now.

Love this, but now I'm worried. Not sure a cow will fit through the back door.

@loubiemoo There are some beautiful real life stories on here, and your comment just sours the thread. Get gone with your bitchy behaviour. Try to empower and not trample on someone.

@Ashard20

I wasn't there when my dad died. The words from The Living Years by Mike and the Mechanics had always resonated with me, so I wrote out the words from that verse, I wasn't there that morning when my father passed away etc and put them in my Dad's coffin. Wind forward six months to my 19yo ds on his first parade as a musician in the army. My dad would have been so proud as he had always loved anything military and military bands. We walked into the pub for a celebration meal afterwards with DS and The Living Years started to play. I like to think that he was there and enjoying it as much as he would have, had he been alive.

That's lovely. The living years is an amazing song and gets me in the gut.

@beastlyslumber

@Balonzette > "... It's hard to explain but I just KNEW something awful was going to happen if I went inside. It was like a warning coming from the very core of my being. There was no way I could have gone in, I can't explain it. It was such an intense certainty."

About to read rest of thread, but this rang a bell. It comes from reading a book recommended somewhere, maybe here, by Gavin de Becker. He is/was a personal security expert. The gist is - always listen to your instinct, that's what can keep you safe. Don't prevaricate, whilst you think 'I'm just being stupid'. Listen to your instinct first, and act on it (we're animals that have evolved to survive after all), and use logic later. It makes great sense to be logical, but his case studies show how that can act against us in times of danger.

@LaLaLoopsyLoo

I was on a FaceTime call to my mum. Had my back to the door so you could see the doorway behind me on the iPad. I was home alone with my toddler DD, all doors and windows were locked. While we were chatting a man walked past the doorway behind me. He was tall and very pale, dressed in a khaki outfit. I went quiet for a second and had the most horrible feeling of ice cold fear running up and down my spine. My mum suddenly asked me who the man was that just walked past the doorway behind me. I chucked the iPad, grabbed my DD and ran out of the house. Later on my mom described him as tall and pale and said he was wearing brown clothing 😱

I would have shat my pants!!

Some of these have had me in tears

@chainjane I love this. Have you read about timeslips? My DH experienced one a few years ago.

My beloved mum passed away suddenly almost 2 years ago.
My sister came over from America and was doing some tidying and clearing of mums house during the day whilst I was at work.
My sister mentioned to me one day that she couldn't find my mums watch anywhere and she had searched the house for it to no avail.
We went over together and it was sitting on top of a chest of drawers. There was no way she would've missed it.

A day or two after she died the drawers in my kitchen kept gliding open. I said out loud mum if you are here show me. And with that I felt her lean on me. It was very physical and totally real feeling.

And when we were having a family discussion about the music for her funeral we're sure she picked the music! The kitchen drawer opened when we chose The Way We Were by Barbara Streisand for the remembrance and when we discussed Wind Beneath Her Wings my sister and I both got a touch up our backs. No reactions from her to other songs we suggested.

I feel she communicates to me through music all the time. One day I met her friend and was reminiscing that mum was stubborn and wouldn't always accept help and I said if ever a song was written about her it is My Way by Frank Sinatra. Thought no more if it. Came home from work the next day, popped the kitchen radio on and it came on. I just cried and said yes mum. I hear you. Loud and clear.

I miss her so much.

Occasionally I have dreamed something, then it has happened. I assumed it happened to every one 🤷🏼‍♀️

@Rhiannon, and @Claricethecat45 > I really feel for you both . That heartache is terrible, but I hope you both felt some degree of comfort from what happened.

Wishing I didn’t start reading this thread before bed.

Working night shift in a small residential unit when I was a student. Thought the older workers were bat shit crazy telling me it was haunted… until the doorbell went 3 times that night .. still makes me shiver.

Other weird things are the knowledge of things we have, which we shouldn’t. Was talking to my mum about a house that I knew someone lived in, it was annoying me I couldn’t quite place it. My mum said my grandparents lived there for a few months before she was born. No one told me this and there are no photos or anything, just a weird thing when I drove past I got a feeling about it almost as if it was a part of my own life …

About two weeks ago I was leaving my Dad's house just before midnight, walked up his drive to my car so pretty much pitch black and I heard a panting sound a bit like a dog out of breath. I've never got in my car so fast

It's a village so at that time of night it was silent and very dark, hardly any street lights

The noise was very close to me but I couldn't see anybody or anything. I actually locked the doors. It really put me on edge. As I left I didn't see anybody walking a dog but they could have gone down a driveway by then

No idea what it was

My dad, when he was a boy, used to have to go to the old lady next door every morning to run a couple of errands.
One morning he overslept and his mum woke him up to go next door but he said there is no need today.
His mum (the olden days!) clipped him round the ears and told him to go anyway.
Of course she had died in the middle of the night

Some of these are so sad and some so lovely.

I was once on a bus somewhere and glanced over to another passenger and caught their eye. My blood ran cold- I can’t explain it but it was my mum, but not my mum who’s alive and well. I couldn’t tell if it was a man or woman but they caught my eye and held it and never looked away. They were my mums eyes and my mums entire being radiated out of this person. I’ve never felt so uncomfortable. I bolted off the bus at the next stop and have never told me actual mum. Gaaah it was so weird!

My son was about three and we were playing downstairs and all of a sudden we heard a bell go ‘ding a ling a ling’ like a small dinner bell. Ds asked what it was, he had no toys that sounded like that, the tv wasn’t on and it was winter with no windows open. It sounded like it came from behind the sofa. We looked everywhere and couldn’t find anything that could have made that noise. I went upstairs and the cat was under the bed, I rusted her toys but they had a completely different sound so I have no idea of what it was.

[quote itsnotmeitsu]**@Rhiannon, and @Claricethecat45 > I really feel for you both . That heartache is terrible, but I hope you both felt some degree of comfort from what happened.[/quote]
Thank you we miss him desperately. He was an irish wolfhound so it was like having another person in the house as his presence was so big, funny and loving, a canine Liam Neeson sometimes and Father Dougal other times. We had 9 years 9 months of love with him but it’s never enough.

A couple of weeks ago DH and I stayed in a really old hotel for a few nights, it was “reputed to be haunted”

DH loves all that woo stuff so was asking the staff if they’d seen the ghost and was googling “is X hotel haunted”.

They had really great wifi, much better than at home. In the morning DH went on his iPad and the screen flickered and he got a weird error message saying that there was a problem with the connection (ie the Wi-fi not his iPad). But it was working perfectly fine for me and then he couldn’t get a hot spot from my phone…..

Tried all the switching on and off, resetting etc - nothing but once we left and went elsewhere, hey presto: iPad working again.

So I think there was something a bit weird afoot here, and I don’t believe in woo stuff (usually!)

I'm sure I've read that it's believed in Asian Buddhist tradition that pets return to say goodbye to their owners if they've had a good life. Googling for a reference, does this ring a bell for anyone else?

I've had a few experiences over the years and I'm generally a skeptic (my husband works in a hotel and has claimed to have experienced a fair few things over the years).
Anyway, once I was out for a walk with my then baby son in his pushchair. We went to cross at a pedestrian crossing. The green man came on so I prepared to cross. Something pulled me back and at that moment a car sped through the red light. If I had crossed me and my son would have undoubtedly been very seriously injured if not dead.

My old flat was lovely, had a nice atmosphere etc but I always used to find hair pins (the brown type that would have been used with rollers) in random places like my underwear drawer, the middle of the kitchen floor etc. An old lady died in the flat apparently. My son would also look behind me into the doorway sometimes and smile and wave which freaked me out, but it never felt creepy, more like she was looking out for my son. Once, my husband came home from a late shift at the hotel and as he shut the door he heard a distinct "sshhh!". He assumed I was trying to settle our son and said sorry. When he came up he found me and my son fast asleep in his cot. Often, his toys would go off when he was asleep during the night too, like a baby gym type thing and singing interactive teddies etc. It was very unnerving and I put it down to batteries running out at the time.

Regarding time slips as previously mentioned up thread, I recall a MN post years back I've been unable to find again where the poster was at a concert and took a picture of the crowd. When she got home she spotted herself in the crowd but a malevolent kind of version of herself with evil eyes and expression, like a doppelganger

I was pottering around upstairs in my grandads house when i was about 4 or 5. He hadn't really moved anything since my nan had died a couple of years earlier. I sat down at her dressing table, picked up a beautiful mirror by the handle and turned it over to see my reflection and there was someone behind me looking over my shoulder at the mirror. I think it was her but I panicked, put it straight back down and ran downstairs - and never told anyone for years because I thought I probably wasn't meant to be touching her things. I actually never went back in the house.

When my grandad was in hospital they called my dad and his 2 brothers in the middle of the night to say the end was near. The light bulb in our kitchen went when dad went down to rush to the hospital. When he told his brothers it turned out it happened to both their kitchen lights as they were leaving too

Shortly after my grandparents passed I had a really vivid dream, both of them were talking to me in their house, saying they’re fine and not to worry. They looked like they did in their 60s, just as I remember them as a child. I also saw their some of their other friends (as I remember them as a child) happily chatting to each other in their garden. I woke up crying, feeling sad as I miss those times but it was as though they wanted to reassure me they’re ok, whatever happens to you once you’ve left this world.