To ask for the spookiest thing that ever happened to you

[Rosieposy89]

In the spirit of Halloween...

Almost 20 years ago I lived in a house, my ds was 2/3 years old, and he used to speak all the time to someone called Sam. I didn't think much of it at all.

Other odd things happened but I'm very much not woo so didn't think much of various things banging, taps turning themselves on etc.

One night when I was about 8 months pregnant my ds woke me up talking to 'Sam' I turned over in my bed and saw a dude standing there. I froze for about 10 seconds, then he disappeared, and ds stopped talking.

To cut a long story short I looked into the history of the house and it was built on a plot of land where a business had been sold and knocked sown to build houses. As it turns out the owner of the business had disappeared, nobody ever knew what had happened to him. Guess what his name was......

A couple of years after I moved I met the people who had the house before me, they moved out because they believed it was haunted and all slept together in the living room as they were so frightened.

Oooh I have no stories but love these threads.

@ABCeasyasdohrayme did you stay there a while?

I do not believe in ghosts, but I spoke to a ‘man’ in hospital at abut 3am once. He asked me for ward 13, but we didn’t have one and it was our code word for the morgue. I sent him off towards the morgue, but when I turned around he’d gone, but it was a straight corridor with no doors or corridors off it. he’d gone, but there is no where he could have gone.

A while ago I was at work alone except for some workmen finishing a job in the next room. The foreman came to tell me they were going home and I heard them leaving and glimpsed the van driving past my window. I was a bit annoyed as I'd meant to ask them something before they went and forgot.
A couple of minutes later I heard distinct footsteps and whistling next door and something being moved around, like a chair being moved across the floor. I assumed I'd been wrong about the van so popped my head around the door to ask the question I'd forgotten to ask. The whistling stopped abruptly. The room was locked up and in compete darkness. They'd definitely gone and so had the van (it was literally seconds from where I was to where they were so I hadn't just missed them and there was no way to get in the van and past where I was without me seeing them).
I locked up and left like lightning and I am always aware of that incident when I'm there alone. It wasn't terrifying but very, very unnerving!

Nothing to offer, but on YouTube there is a film called 'Ghosts of the Underground'.

A link to an account of Telly Savallas story of getting a ride with a ghost

davidfoxmagic777.com/2013/11/23/telly-savalass-ghostly-encounter/

Name changed because I've told this in real life.
And it still gives me chills to recount it.

When my now 12 year old was almost 3 I moved him to his own bedroom. It had been used as a storage room but I decorated it all lovely for him. I did have prickly feelings in certain parts of the house and I could swear the toilet had flushed without anyone else in the house before but I dismissed it as being sleep deprived with little ones.

Without fail he woke up screaming in terror at the same time every night. He would say things like "I don't like the man!!" And "tell that man to stop it!" I was told it was night terrors and to do that monster spray trick etc, but it was still the same. Eventually he started refusing to even play in there during the day, calling the man Barney and saying he kept frightening him. If he walked past the room and the door was open he would freeze like he'd heard something terrible and come flying at me with his heart pounding, begging me to close the door.

I let him sleep in my bed for weeks and weeks and he would sleep right through and seemed to forget about Barney. One night, I had a stinking cold and couldn't get comfy with his little elbows rammed into me, so I gently lifted him into his bed.

Like an alarm set for the exact time, he woke up screaming in absolute terror. If you've ever heard real, desperate terror, it's a sound that chills your blood. I ran to him and he was standing up on his bed, his eyes were huge and just wild looking and he practically climbed up my body clawing at my skin and sobbing so hard. I said "Oh, baby, what's the matter??" He replied and said "Barney!! He touched my face!!"

Trying to calm him, but also out of fear I firmly said "Go away, Barney!!" And my little boy grabbed my cheeks and looked right into my eyes and between sobs said "Mummy, Barney can't go away. He walks in the walls."

Although this sounds like a horror story, it was very real and we actually moved house as soon as possible because of it. The people who moved in after us didn't stay long and said it was "a creepy place."

@CaputApriDefero this is soooooo creepy

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