To ask if anything genuinely unexplainable and spooky has happened to you?

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I'll start. As a young teenager I wrote to a celebrity and received a signed photo with my name and a personalised specific message on. It was on my bedroom wall for years I went to uni and left it behind. While I was at uni, my mum remarried and moved house. I was not involved in the packing and moving . My things all went into boxes into the loft of the new house.
Fast forward to about 3 years ago (27 years after the house was packed up) I am unloading my laundry basket (recent purchase from dunelm) there's a cardboard stiffener at the bottom that comes away and under there is my photo. Not a photo, but the exact one. I was so baffled and a bit scared I actually cried. In the 27 years I have lived in 7 different homes, all small so I have regularly had to streamline my things. I know what I own. There was literally no way it could have been there. I'd never stored anything in the laundry basket other than laundry. It genuinely still baffles me. Anyone else had a similar experience?

I used to work in a police office - just doing admin. It was a very small town and only a few officers on duty at any one time. I was quite regularly alone in the building. Every evening when I finished I was responsible for shutting all the windows and making sure the office was secure - which I know sounds daft with it being a police office. Anyway, this one night I went upstairs, and right along to the end of the long corridor and started going in each room in turn and making sure all windows were shut/locked. I also put off all the lights behind me as I went and left all the doors open. Not sure why but they were just never closed.

Anyway - I was alone in the building and had been in all the rooms and all were secure and in darkness. No windows open. I went to the loo (which was the last room before I went back down the stairs) when I heard an almighty BANG coming from along the corridor I had just been down. Like a door slamming. I could feel the bang too it was so loud. I was so scared to leave the toilet so I phoned my mum! Not sure what she was going to do but she helped me pluck up the courage to leave the toilet and bolt down the stairs. As I ran I look behind me and one of the doors was closed. There was no window open, no wind. No draught. No-one in. And the bang was so loud and forceful like it had been slammed shut. Needless to say I was absolutely terrified 😂

I also remember sitting in this same police office, downstairs, and hearing footsteps walking right along the corridor on the floor above me, when I knew there was no one in the building apart from me. The place definitely spooked me after that.

Loving this thread!

OK you solved it

At this stage I had 3 sons.
A newborn and 2 teenagers.
The 2 teenagers looked nothing alike

I'm upstairs on the bed feeding the baby
I looked out and seem my middle son leave the bathroom and go in to his bedroom.
Literally 2 seconds later the same som comes upstairs and in to his bedroom.

It freaked me out so much I put the baby down and went in to his roo.
There was only him there.
And he said he'd been downstairs for ages.

So went down and dp confirmed D's 2 was downstairs all day.

I don't know what I seem but it really unnerved me.

@Iamtheonwandlonely I had almost exactly the same thing happen when I had just finished breastfeeding my DC in the middle of the night.

I was just leaving her room when I saw (and heard) my husband walk down the corridor and go into the bathroom - this was right in front of me. I then waited outside the bathroom for ages until I couldn't hold it and went in - there was no one there. DH was still sleeping in bed.

Really unnerved me, no idea what it was.

We had a very similar experience when I lived at home with my parents, of poltergeist activity. A friend of my mums said that because it seemed to have started all of a sudden - my parents had been in that house 30 years or more, and there was never anything, although when it DID start it lasted a long time - but my mums friend said something must have changed that has upset the spirit, had we moved something, bought something, brought something into the house..... My mum realised yes, she'd been given an old photograph of the people that had lived in the house YEARS ago, like Victorian times long ago, and the weird happenings had begun since the photograph. She burnt it and we've never had anything strange since.

On holiday years ago in Tenerife we hired a car - a big bright orange Citroen. I parked it up that evening in the parking space right in front of the apartment’s kitchen window. Next morning I went downstairs to make coffee & glanced outside - the parking space was empty. Started shouting upstairs to DH that someone had nicked the car. He ran down & looked out the window - there it was only a few feet from where we were standing. I’ll never be able to explain it.

One of our dogs used to take himself off for naps on the spare bed. When he'd had a long enough nap, he'd jump off the bed, right above my head and come back downstairs. After he died, I used to still hear him quite regularly until a couple of years ago. Very odd.

I've had the phone one a few times.

When I was about 10-year-old, I stayed at my friend's house for a sleepover. Her parents were really "cool" and let us stay up late, eat Chinese takeaway and watch movies. This one night we settled to watch The Poltergeist and I did NOT like it one bit, I was petrified but didn't want to say anything in case I looked like a baby. When we got into bed that night, I just couldn't settle and was thankful that we were both huddled up in her single bed, when I heard a scratching noise in the bedroom. When I eventually plucked up enough courage to look out from under the duvet, it was actually their golden Labrador stood on its hind legs scratching on the walls (just like in the movie) and I was so scared that I cried myself to sleep that night. When I got home, I was too nervous to tell my parents why I was scared but slept with the light on for months until eventually I buckled and told them. They tried to reassure me and said I was probably having a nightmare after watching the scary movie and that were really disappointed with my friends' parents for allowing it and I had to beg them not to phone up and go mad at them!!

Fast forward about 10 years later, and I have a job working at a small finance company and this one day I was covering the reception duties for my colleague over lunchtime, when a customer came in to make his weekly payment. I took the payment, and when he handed me his payment card to fill in, I noticed it was the address that my earlier said friend used to live at years ago. I took the details down, rang the cash into the till and thought nothing more of it as I was busy with the next customer.

When my colleague came back from lunch, we had a chat, and I gave her a handover of the customers we'd had in and as soon as I mentioned about the guy who lived in my friend's old address, she said to me, "Oh the guy in the haunted house, oh I can't believe I missed him? Did he tell you any of this week's spooky stories?" 😳 Turns out this guy comes in every week to make payment and tells her what spooky happenings have been going on that week!!! There had been moving chairs, photographs, electrics switched on and off, the LOT!! I just froze and wished I could have given 8-year-old me a big hug and said you weren't making it up!!

I had a great dream a few years ago.
My D's ( the same one from the doppledanger story)
And his gf lived with me.
I had a dream that my mam and uncle ( both dead) wheeling a pram
I was there as well,they left me at the bus stop and went on their way.

Anyway it was such a weird dream that I actually told my eldest ds about it.
A few days later my D's and gf told me she was pregnant.

These are great. I'll be back with a few tales of my own in a bit

When I was a very junior doctor on call in an old Victorian hospital I organised a scan for a patient in the middle of the night. He was well in himself, chatty and friendly (got the impression he was a bit lonely) but I was concerned so got it organised urgently. I bumped into him being wheeled down in the corridor and he gave me a wave/smile/‘hello doc’.

About an hour or two later I saw him in the corridor again (looked like he was going out for a cigarette) and got another wave/smile/‘hello doc’. That reminded me to chase up the results. As I was doing that (probably about ten minutes after seeing him going outside) my crash bleep went and it was the same patient. He’d arrested on the ward. When I mentioned to the nurses that I’d just seen him going out for a smoke they said he hadn’t gone anywhere since the scan and had been asleep in his room.

Logically I’m sure I was just so tired that I imagined I saw him the second time (or it was another man who looked a bit like him which triggered my brain to look at the scan results) but it did feel quite spooky at the time (not helped by how creepy the hospital was in general!). From our brief interaction he was a lovely man, I don’t think I’ll ever forget him.

I think I've also told this one on here before. DM went to visit my elderly DGran in hospital after a fall. DG was a bit delirious due to the amount of painkillers she was on but suddenly started saying to my DM "Why is your MIL over there?", pointing at an empty bed on the other side of the ward. DM kindly said "there's no-one there Mum" and she replied "Yes, she is, she's right there, talking on the phone - why is she ignoring me?". DM eventually managed to get her to change the subject and she never mentioned it again.

The really "woo" thing? DG was pointing at the exact same bed my other Grandmother had died in only the week before.

My DM hadn't told her she'd died, nor that she'd even been in hospital.

My DM is the least "woo" person I know (total athiest) so the fact that it freaked her out freaked me out! She mentioned it to the nurse on the way out who shrugged as if it happens all the time!

I once saw a segment on a daytime tv show about coincidences. They had an AA (cars not alcohol) man on there. His story was that he’d been on a job and was walking past a public phone box when the phone rang. He answered it and the woman the other end said, ‘Oh, hi [his name].’ She was also from the AA, and calling to speak to him. She thought she’d phoned his mobile and couldn’t understand why he was so flabbergasted, but then she realised she’d called his payroll number by mistake — and it just happened to be the number of the pay phone he just happened to be walking past…

I had the same thing last night! This thread, and only this thread, kept repeatedly crashing on my Android app 😱

Loving this thread. Had to add mine....

Years ago, whilst I was studying at Uni, I used to work the evening shifts behind the bar of a local pub.
One particular shift, I was chatting with the landlord and he mentioned a weird experience he'd had the night before.
He was in bed with his wife (landlady), she was asleep and started talking. She does talk in her sleep so he didn't think anything of it. Until, out of nowhere, she turns onto her back, eyes open, looking straight up to the ceiling and says "what's that up there?" He said it really freaked him out.

Anyway, I finish my shift and head home. It was already quite late so when I get in, my boyfriend is already asleep. I get in bed and go sleep myself, early hours of the morning I wake up and look over at my BF.... he is on his back, eyes open staring up at the fucking ceiling! I say his name, no response....then he says "what's that up there?" Still looking at the ceiling!! I woke him up and asked what he was talking about but he had no idea he even said it!!
I hadn't even told him the conversation between me and the landlord as he was already asleep when I got home!
Freaked me out and till this day, my BF still doesn't remember saying it.
I knew I wasn't dreaming it because I woke him up and he remembers that part!

My sister passed away in 2006 and the wreath my other sister and I had for her was the shape of a butterfly.

Fast forward to 2010 and our Grandad died at New Year, funeral was held in January, it was absolutely freezing, snow on the ground and half way through the service a butterfly flies into the church and lands on the flowers on the coffin and remained there until the coffin was lowered into the ground when it flew away.

It's not super 'woo' but the odds of butterflies in January are minimal

Noooooo!!!! 😮

When I first started working at my current office (law firm) I went down to the basement (called the Dungeon at work) to pick up some title deeds where they were stored. I was walking down the steps when i saw half a person walking away. Just the legs, shoes to the belt of the trousers. No top half at all.

I immediately turned around and went upstairs into our reception completely white. The receptionist and our office manager were there and stopped talking, took one look at my face and commented; 'Oh. You saw it then?'.

I have never ever gone back down on my own again. A couple of my colleagues refuse to go down at all.

Just thought of another one...this one might need a TRIGGER WARNING though!

A few years ago, I had a dream that my rather large boobs were sore at a party, and I took off my t shirt and bra in the bathroom. When I looked there was all gunk inside my bra and I ran out into the party to find my friend (still braless I might add) and when I showed her, there was all the green pus where my nipple should have been, and my actual nipple was left inside the bra in the toilet.

I wake up from the dream, thinking how random and weird my dreams are, lay there for a bit and eventually go to wake the kids up to get ready for school. Go into my daughter's room (then around 8 years old), gently wake her and she grabs my hand, looks me dead in the eye and says, "Mam, check my nipple is there, I just dreamt it fell off!"

Lived in a bungalow in my early 20s, used to just kick my shoes off at the front door. Went to bed that night, woke up the next morning to all the shoes neatly lined up in pairs in the kitchen and across the bathroom door, no way did I do that. Can’t explain it but the other old lady who lived there before me was known to be a little odd, and I had a really funny feeling in the house I couldn’t describe, I would often wake up suddenly as I could feel/hear someone/thing almost whispering in my ear.

I knew the day that my mum and aunt were going to die. My mum was unwell already but one morning I woke up and felt like I was having rolling panic attacks.
Later that afternoon I was sat in a park with DH watching DD play and said 'I think it's now you know'. My phone rang and it was the hospital telling me to get there ASAP to say goodbye.

With my aunt I had had a horrible feeling for a couple of days, and ended up blurting out to DH 'I think there's something wrong with auntie X' there was no reason to think this, she was a happy lady with a good life, and we'd made plans earlier that week to meet up'
DH reassured me that it was normal anxiety because of how close it was to my mums death.
The following night I got a call from my uncle saying aunt had been taken into hospital the night before with a minor problem, but has suddenly deteriorated. She died 3 hours later 😔

While I'm glad that I said both times out loud to DH, it is a strange and horrible feeling and I dread ever having that gut instinct again

Years a go My car broke down at a very busy roundabout in the middle of Bristol at rush hour, some people came over to make sure I was OK and left, apart from that I'd seen noone else. I got back in my car while I waited for the AA and found a new box of maltesers on the passenger seat. To this day I assume it was the people that offered help, but my windows were up, door closed etc we were talking on the outside of the car on the pavement, I never understand it. All Good though!

I lost my DP in January, very unexpectedly so obviously very traumatic and devastating. I’m a bit on the woo side cos lots of previous weird, but I try to retain a healthy scepticism.

So I’d been up till about 3am in the run up to the funeral and had been writing my eulogy ….. decided I was reasonably content with it, and shambled up to bed. Obviously I know I’m sleep deprived, traumatised etc…..

I went round to DPs side of the bed to plug in the charger for the tablet, and I swear to my dying day, as I stood up I watched him walk past my wardrobes as if he’d just come in to go to bed. Wearing his dressing gown, bald head - clear as day. But what’s more, the floorboards made exactly the noise they make when they’re walked on.

Now we have a “four poster” bed made from scaffolding poles with overhanging ends where dressing gowns, scarves and things get hung, so in a few steps he was out of my sight.

I just sort of froze for a minute then tried to logic it - tiptoed round the bed thinking maybe one of my adult sons had come in, although they would have said something…..

Obviously the room was empty.

I then replicated bending over and standing up again as I had been when I saw him to see if it was an optical thing…..

Rightly or wrongly I choose to believe DP was just doing what he’d always done and coming to bed…..

If the floorboards hadn’t creaked I’d be more open to the idea I was just tired, but that sealed it for me …..

My gosh OP, this sounds like it could the start of a Netflix series. Did you have any other odd occurrences?