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

[crochetmonkey74]

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?

Do you mean you were emptying your dirty washing basket and the photo was in there op?

As I emptied the washing basket (it had about 3 things in there, the false bottom loosened to reveal the photo underneath.
The washing basket had only been in the house about 3 months, had not stored anything else in like books or anything. Was in a bathroom so nothing around it for it to fall in from

fell asleep on the sofa one night I woke up at 2am to my phone ringing. It was my ex & he said he didn’t know why he was calling he just woke up & knew he had to call. I sat up & before my very eyes while he was still on the phone a very large mirror I had on the chimney breast just came off the wall, but it sort of flew off, I can’t explain how it was because it sounds ridiculous. On its way down it hit the radiator cover which wasn’t secured to the wall yet, that tipped over into a table & smashed, the mirror ended up in the middle of the floor & it shattered everywhere. Loads of massive broken shards all over my sofa where my head had been laying asleep just a minute earlier. It was a large room it was an old Victorian house, I don’t know how it travelled so far to reach the sofa. I was really spooked when I was clearing up as the 2 hooks were still in the wall perfectly intact, not even loose & the string hadn’t broken on the back of the mirror. It just lifted off I can’t explain it. I put it down to vibrations of lorries passing the house but I know that’s a weak excuse I just can’t think of any other explanation. It was a bit of a woo home & a couple of other less dramatic strange things happened there later, they frightened me more than the mirror but I put that down to sleep paralysis & imagination or I couldn’t have carried on living there. The mirror was the only thing I could prove that I wasn’t going mad, ie someone else was on the phone when it happened

I’ve told a couple on here before but this is a different one.

I walk our dog on the common and through the woods behind our house.
One day a few years ago I was walking our dog back home through the woods. This part is quite high up and there’s a very steep bank of around 25m down onto the common. The common isn’t accessible from the bank as it’s covered in gorse and brambles and the only things that can get through it are foxes, rabbits and squirrels.

I could see someone dressed fully in white (trousers and jacket) on the path ahead of us and I remember thinking how odd it was to wear white from head to toe on a walk which is quite muddy in places. Anyway, the path we were on bends to the right but before they got to the bend the person went to the left which is the steep bank.
When I got to the place where they’d turned left there was absolutely no way they could’ve got through as it’s thick prickly gorse right to the edge of the path.

My eyes hadn’t deceived me either as the person wasn’t ahead of us after the path had bent to the right, and at that point there’s gorse edging both sides of the long straight path so they hadn’t walked into the woods on the right either. Every now and again I still look in wonderment at the gorse on the left of the path where they disappeared and try to get my head around where they went.

I’ve noticed a few recurring significant dates as well.

I think these knocks are signs something major is going to happen?

I've had similar before and after my mum died. We have a nest camera on our front door that also captures part of the house windows. I occasionally review the footage day and night. A few weeks before she died, there was distinct flashes of light coming from our bedroom window in the middle of the night. Myself and my partner were fast asleep at the time. The flashing lights were very rapid, much more so than say turning our bedside lamps on/off quickly or anything I've seen from a mobile/Google home device etc. This happened for a few days then stopped.

The evening of the day she died, my bedroom lamp next to me flashed brightly once. It's not done it before or since. The night before her funeral, my car alarm went off unexpectedly. Lights flashing, sirens going. The same happened the night of the day of her funeral. Nothing before or since.

When I was young, like a teenager this happened.
we had a wall clock in the kitchen, you could see the clock from outside if being in the garden as the kitchen window faced the garden.
One winter evening I popped out to the garden shed to pick up something and when passing the kitchen windows I noticed that the clock showed 6.40pm time.
I thought that’s weird as it was already past 8pm.
when I got back into kitchen the clock were showing the correct time as of ten past 8.

gobblefiend I’m sorry for the loss of your mum.

Every part of my rational brain is saying a person knocked at my door. But I saw no one, no car drove off. I checked with both neighbours, one checked the recording from their doorbell - nothing.

I don’t think the pp story would have resonated so much if this recent event in our lives hadn’t occurred. Really hoping now this is the only event it may have been a warning of (can’t even believe I typed that. have always been 100% sceptical!).

The most likely explanation is that a family member has been going through the family home attic, isn't it?

Beautiful

When my DS had to stop his 6th form course, I called the Child Benefit department to see if I had to notify them as he was currently not in education. I spoke to a lovely chap from NE England, who said nobody ever calls to ask if they are claiming illegal benefits, and said that I wouldn’t be in trouble by continuing to receive this, as he might go back next year (DS had to undergo some medical treatment which prevented him from attending college for the rest of the educational year, at the time)
Fast forward a couple of years, and I again had to call a government department for something entirely different, I spoke to a lovely chap from NE England (see where this is going?) and obtained all the information I needed from him. I thanked him for his help, and he asked if my DS was better now, and whether he ever went back to College.
He had changed departments between my first and second calls, but he somehow knew it was me! I was amazed…

I would love to have someone's opinion on this because I can't talk about it in RL. It's not much but it bothered me.

A few years ago I woke up from a dream that my little niece had died. She is the long awaited only child of my brother and his wife.

All that day I carried a heavy emotional weight. I saw intensely what it would mean to my brother (and his wife) if their daughter were to die. I can only describe it as having a hot line to both their love for the child and the enormity of their grief if something were to happen. I carried the feeling as a strange burden without knowing what to do with it or why I was feeling it. I have my own children and while I'm very fond of my niece, it wouldn't be my place to feel like this.

I had an urge to call my brother and ask him to take special care of his daughter. Then I thought that it was not appropriate. I also thought that the act of phoning him could make a difference to whatever happened next. This is all crazy and not how I operate usually! In the end I think I said a prayer, more of a one line "Deal with it!" prayer.

The next day my niece fell in what was described as 'a terrible fall'. The following day she became ill as a result of the head injury. I did fear the worst but thankfully she recovered.

So why on earth had I felt such grief? Did my feeling it make any difference to the outcome, did I pick something weird up and react to it uselessly or was it a coincidence?
Should I have warned my brother?

The only other thing to add is that another brother was tragically widowed last year. His wife died suddenly. The day before the tragedy, I was thinking about how I should support that brother if he was widowed. I remember thinking of his small children and what he would need and how I would have to put my own concerns to one side. I have never thought like that before or since. By the following evening I had travelled five hundred miles from my home and was carrying out the tasks I had imagined I would have to do in those circumstances. I didn't have any idea that it would ever come to pass when I'd been thinking of it. The death was unthinkable and completely out of the blue. She was not ill before that day.

Again, why? There is one medication that would have saved my sister in law if she had received it in time. It's not an obscure medication. If this isn't a coincidence, why couldn't I have thought of the medication? Her condition was so rare that drs didn't think to check for it until it was too late.

This has bothered me a lot over the years. I'd like to know what on earth is happening, if anything. It's not like this happens at other times so I can't put it down to a preoccupation with illness and death.

Years ago DS and my husband went away together for a weekends youth hostelling and took Ds best toy. Any way long story short they came home minus the toy. We tipped the house upside down, checked the car, checked the bag they had taken, shook ds bed out i case he hadn’t taken him, but he had taken that toy because there are pictures of the toy away with them.

we put lost posts on Facebook and called the hostel to ask if they had seen it. We decided we would have to come clean and tell ds his toy was lost, but before we could the toy turned up in bed. I know it wasn’t there. We’d literally shaken the bed out, take the duvet out if it’s cover, etc!

My dad was one of 11 - he passed away 5 years ago and his older brother was in hospital and very poorly at the time - my aunt never told him my dad had died, just after my dads funeral my aunt was sitting with my uncle - a nurse came in and my uncle had been asking to see my dad - they were only a year apart and quite close and very mischievous, the nurse was about to begin his obs and all of his machines switched off at the same time - they were plugged in in a corner only accessible if a chair and locker were moved, my aunt believes to this day that my dad had done it!

For whatever reason some people do get some precognition of traumatic events. No idea why or how.

When my mother was at school her form were informed that a classmate’s father had died suddenly. My mum turned to her friend (whom she is still friends with and confirms the story) and said “That will be me tomorrow”. The next day her father, who was in his 40s with no medical problems, dropped dead of a heart attack.

My sister had a dream that her husband and son were driving on a motorway and a horsebox came loose and swung out in front of them. In the dream she was giving them coaching on how to avoid hitting the horsebox (she loves horses). A few days later exactly that happened.

Sending hugs, I hope everything is going to be ok. Xxx

Definitely not. I only have one remaining family member and due to health they are unable to go up the loft

That is wild!

@bluebellstar * *thank you, that’s very kind. It’s basically the fallout from a monumentally bad decision that has wrecked the person’s life, and which is now rippling out.

Hard hat’s on!

Not sure how I forgot this, but I had a friend I’d known all my life. We went to the same secondary school, although we weren’t very close. Our families were friends and we saw each other in the holidays sometimes, but she wasn’t someone I thought about that often. One evening, I remember looking in the mirror and I thought about how pretty she was. The next day I found out she died at about that time.

This was many years ago and now I think about her all the time.

So a few years ago my husband and I were living at my mom’s house while we saved for a deposit. We’d been married for about 3 months at this point.

one evening, I went to take a shower. I got undressed in my bedroom, put my dressing gown on and went to the bathroom. Once the shower was warm, I took my gown off and hung it up on the back of the door. I then took off my engagement and wedding rings and put them in the pocket of the gown. I then and my shower, put my gown on and went back to my bedroom where I chilled.

about an hour later I remembered to put my rings on however… only my wedding ring was there. I searched high and low … no ring. The bathroom was tiny so there’s no where it could go. My mom has since stripped the bedroom - new carpet and everything and no ring.

breaks my heart that I lost it. It just completely disappeared off the face of the earth.

I was reading this message, getting ready for bed, and I heard an almighty series of bangs outside- a car crashed as I was reading it 🫣. Luckily everyone seems to be ok but It was quite a scare. Makes your story spookier…!

🙁could it have fallen inside the seams of the dressing gown? This has happened to me before - like a tiny hole inside a pocket and things have fallen down into the garment, i.e. you'd need to turn the pocket entirely inside out to check for any holes, if there is, then run your hands all along every cm of dressing gown to see if you can feel it.

I know this is more unlikely with a dressing gown but it has happened to me with a coat - so thought worth pointing out.

That's all very strange. None of it is your fault though.