Have you ever felt evil or that something was deeply wrong?

[crochetmonkey74]

Inspired by an experience I had recently that has really rattled me. It's very outing as I've talked to everyone in my real life about it, it bothered me so much so I'll keep it brief.
I met some people I hadn't met before to buy an item from FB marketplace. Its a fairly rare item, and an expensive one so I went off to see if it was the right thing. The house was beautiful, it was a very large manor house that has been turned into huge expensive period flats,the grounds were amazing and the people were nice but a few odd things happened that were boundary testing and also some oddly timed things happened. While I was there I felt OK, it was a beautiful place, very quiet and entrancing but as I drove away I had this overwhelming sense of relief that I was leaving, and I was scanning my brain for any information I'd told them about myself in case they could find me. I am not a scared person or one prone to flights of fancy , this has never happened to me before. I had a physical reaction to the street they live on when I drove past some days later. My brain said "I'm never going up there again" and I keep having that feeling of having been in a bubble, it bursting and me being glad to be away from it. A weird story I know. Anyone had similar? I just know there was something deeply wrong there. I even asked my lovely neighbour to send a prayer up for me to protect me , and I would consider myself a non believer!

Lol dad didn't say what paint brand it was ... its not my dad's apartment block he just went round to have a nosey .. I reckon the apartment just seemed cold and eerie as it was an empty apartment with no tenant, plus dad went in with the knowledge that it was supposedly haunted... then seeing a large image of satan in an already eerie apartment would probably give most people goosebumps, then all of that was compounded by the story of the previous tenants actions.... my dad is a natural emphat, the sort that would believe it could only take an "evil" person to be able to do what that man did to his wife, it really affected him.

Makes a good ghost story though 🤷‍♀️😅

Thanks for the paint recommendation btw... my daughter drew a heart on her wall in marker, her wall is white and no matter how many coats I've put over it the stupid wonky heart keeps coming through ❤😂

I'm so glad it's not just me! I rarely think about it, usually only after 'it' happens. I too have ignored it/gone against the gut feeling and it ends badly. It's nice to have it there for sure

We recently stayed in a rental home, all seemed perfectly nice. Frosted front door, but leading to a fairly secluded walkway, so weren't too worried about no curtains etc. Until my other half got up for the loo in the middle of the night. Came back and warned me that there was a full length mirror in the kitchen (next to where the front door was), and that it would likely give me a fright if I glanced up and saw myself in it, because he'd done the same and for a moment thought it was an intruder. All fair enough, these things happen in an unfamiliar home. Only, neither of us recalled seeing a mirror there when we came in. Lo and behold, when I got up for the loo, I saw the (terrifying!) sight of myself in the mirror across the kitchen, but quickly reassured myself, as I'd been warned (wasn't wearing my specs, so would have taken a bit longer to recognise it was me without warning!)

Next morning, we are both freaked out, as we looked again to see why we had missed such a big mirror, and there was nothing there! Just the usual kitchen cupboards in the place where we were sure the mirror/reflection had been. I assumed that it had actually been the front door, and we'd just seen it through sleep-fog. But the next night, it happened again, full length mirror, full reflection, clearly able to see the frosted glass of the front door next to it, totally separate and with the doorframe between the two, so not mistaking the door for a mirror.

Sure there was a reasonable explanation, but when half asleep and freaking out over your own reflection; it puts a bit of a dampener on a relaxing break!

Ooh that's weird. A house haunted by a mirror...

Fascinating. Did you turn the kitchen light on?

Ooh this is very creepy

Bad energy exists. And every one feels it. Gut instinct, off feeling, feeling repelled etc etc can be places or people. And vice versa you can be drawn to places and people.

I would say trust your gut and keep clear if it is having an negative effect on you.

Bad energy exists

No it doesn't. Your senses are just informed by external stimulus and you (rightly or wrongly) deduce conclusions about somewhere because of them.

Fascinating. Did you turn the kitchen light on?

Exactly what I was wondering!

Agreed re bad energy. Definitely get it off places and people too. I think strong emotions can longer on in objects or places...sometimes even for centuries.

I used to be an estate agent. I was sent to a house which was on a fairly expensive road to do a block booking, one client after another.

The house was pretty innocuous, think mid terraced cottage style. It had a very small hallway, then straight in to the lounge. In the lounge was a door to the cellar. I wouldn't turn my back to that door and if anyone wanted to go down there, I'd just turn the light on and let them go themselves. I had the same feeling whilst showing a young couple around the upstairs. I got weird vibes in the bathroom and the front bedroom. Whilst between clients, I'd stand outside and wait.

Fast forward almost 20 years and I met one of my husbands friends from his Karate club, it was at a dinner for the club. For some reason we ended up chatting about past jobs and spooky stuff and I happened to mention this particular house. He said 'oh, I lived in a haunted house, weird stuff used to happen.' I asked where it was and it was the exact same location as the house I was trying to sell. I knew it wasn't right, too many weird vibes.

I agree with this

Hi OP,

Very bizarre situation. It's hard to distinguish the difference between fight or flight from feeling uneasy and actual instincts I think.

I have a similar story but I've never put too much detail into it.

About a year and half ago I was working in the print industry as a Pre-Press Operator - worked in a large office with both men and women and both myself and this other guy started around the same time. The new guy travelled all the way down from Weymouth to Worthing just for his job. He drove but didn't have a car and used public transport or majority of the time - hire cars.

He was a very unusual bloke. Wouldn't make conversation unless spoken too, was eerily quiet and I almost got a sense that he had a secret. Not a clue what at this time, I just brushed it off and joked about it with an older male colleague of mine. After a few months, we noticed he would often to trips to the bathroom with his toothbrush and he had very bad halitosis so this was the reason. He would often go to his 'hire' car random times of the day and disappear for half an hour at a time - no one knew what he was doing. Alan - my colleague - often joked that he had a dead girl in his boot. When we tried making conversation with him, he wouldn't give us any details of what he was doing at the weekend and was very vague. He was almost like a nobody and didn't want to tell us what he was up to!

His actions were particularly weird too, he became very lazy and would often not work, and would constantly tap his pen or fingers and started to get very angry over nothing.
I just had a horrible and uneasy feeling about him. Eventually he got sacked! But to this day I still feel as though something wasn't right with him? Maybe he was just a normal but weird guy. Who knows.

And his eyes! I didn't like looking him in the eyes. I felt incredibly unsettled. And if I ever needed help and asked him, he would sit extremely close to me, to the point I could smell his breath! Horrible.

It sounds like he was on the spectrum and socially awkward. Problem completely harmless though.

Maybe he was homeless and didn't want anyone to find out. Hence being very vague about how he spent his time and brushing his teeth in the work bathroom.

In class of 2006, I remember vividly feeling a sense of unease and sadness for no reason at all, I was around 7 years old at the time.

There was a sudden knock at the door and immediately, I knew it was for me. The teaching assistant came in and quietly spoke with the Teacher regarding the issue. Before she even said anything directly to me, I uttered the words "Bobo's dead." I then recall the Teacher pulling me out of class to tell me I was getting picked up and sent home.

Bobo was my grandad, whom I didn't know at the time was very unwell - it had never been irritated to me that he was dying, but somehow, I just knew.

Still find it weird to this day. Full on 6th sense.

I live in a terraced house with neighbours either side. One night I was up late as I felt really horrible and anxious and I just kept getting this feeling of dread come over me in waves. I have some mental health problems and suffer very badly with panic attacks so put it down to that. Eventually I tried to go to bed, but felt even worse and for some reason I kept being drawn to looking at the wall by the side of my bed. Everytime I looked at the wall the feelings intensified and were so unpleasant, I just kept telling myself it was just my anxiety and panic even though it didn't feel how I normally feel.

In the morning we found out our neighbour had passed away in the night. He was young, no health problems so it was not expected. He lived on the side of the wall that I kept being drawn to look at. I know it was probably just coincidence how I felt that night, but in all my years of night panic attacks I haven't had an experience like that, and I haven't had one since.

I lived in a student house in Leicester years ago. I used to get the most horrible feeling when I was walking down the corridor on the first floor, like something malevolent was watching me. I couldn't see anything but it seemed to be up above the entrance to the bathroom. It used to scare the shit out of me and I would never ever have a bath or shower at night. If I went to the toilet I literally ran in and out. I only seemed to feel it at night thankfully. I never mentioned it to my housemates for fear of being labelled a nutter.

10 years later I met up with those housemates and we were talking about the house. One girl had refused the lovely big bedroom by the bathroom and lived in a tiny attic room where you couldn't even stand up properly. We asked her why she'd done that and she explained it was because of the horrible presence on the first floor and out of 4 of us there, 3 of us immediately said 'OMG yes! You felt it too!!'. We knew exactly where it seemed to 'loom' above the door and it had terrified us all. None of us mentioned it while we lived there for the same reasons I hadn't. The 4th girl was absolutely bemused, she had no idea what we were talking about.

The experience made me realise that some people are sensitive to these things and others aren't. So you'll never get any objective proof of 'spirits' or whatever you want to call them but there are definitely things that are hard to explain any other way.

Had a similar reaction the other day actually - how I came across this thread I don't know. But me and my partner were at our local field/park walking the dog. This young boy perhaps 14-15 walked in and was walking away from us towards the end of the field that backs onto some houses. He turned around and got his phone out and was talking to it. I instantly for no apparent reason felt very very uncomfortable and wanted to get away from him as quickly as possible. This was in broad daylight. He walked directly past us and got his phone out and started filming the field including us. We then could hear him saying 'they might think I'm filming them' and then proceeded to walk out of the field. Most bizarre encounter and nothing actually happened but my instincts were fight or flight and I've never felt that way. I genuinely had a feeling he was going to run up to us and stab us sort of feeling.

I've had a number of experiences like this in different places, but I'm never quite sure what to make of them. Once, I visited a large cemetery in the port town of Gosport, which at one time had several large hospitals where the wounded and dying from the nation's wars were brought. The graves in this cemetery are divided into sections - the dead of the First World War, Second World War, Falklands and so on: I took a few photos of the memorial sculptures and such like round the cemetery with my camera, which never gave me any problems, and then a few panoramic photos of the grave areas. These photos - not the other ones - all came out with a large black kind of space or hole in the centre. I've never taken any photos of graveyards or other sensitive sites since.

I would be interested to know if anyone else has had some strange or unexplained experience with their photographs.

I lived near the well known nature reserve of Kingley Vale as a child and adolescent, and have been back a couple of times, but I am point blank not going there again, nor to a couple of other Bronze or Iron Age sites either. The reserve is well known for its battles between the Saxons and the Danes who suffered a defeat there and are said to haunt the stand of ancient yew trees for which the reserve is famous. My experience there has always something similar to that of the hobbits in the Old Forest - the paths were not where they are marked on the map, somehow I ended up back where I started, something in that place just didn't want me there.