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?

It was in a building where lots of weird stuff happened but this took the biscuit. There was a small narrow room with a door at each end. Both doors could be bolted locked from the inside only. One end was always kept locked, the other always unlocked for access. One day, the access door was also locked - dead bolted shut from the inside. No way of getting in or out except those 2 doors.

We had to have it broken into by a handyman who was quite freaked out by it. The bolts were big and took a lot of jiggling to use them so it couldn't have slid into being locked on its own - esp as it was properly rammed into place!

Still not got an explanation for it to this day.

I woke up one day thinking that my best friend who lives abroad and was due to have her first baby in two weeks was in labour. I called her mobile and her mother picked it up and confirmed that it was the case and called me a witch 🤣

We used to have a ginger cat, our house backed onto fields and one day he vanished, we went looking for him and we found him caught in some sort of trap by his tail, we managed to free him and got him to the vets where he was ok but they had to remove about 3 inches of his tail.

After he died few years later we got a black cat to replace him, as he grew he was all black except for the light gingery last few inches of his tail.

I had a dream the other night. I was on a road on my estranged mother's housing estate (she's dead). I was in the car with a man showing him the road. It was night time.

The next day my boss phoned with an unusual request to do him a favour over the weekend and could I cover his visits ten miles out of my usual area. I agreed and he took me to the house I was to go to. It's highly unusual that I have to cover his visits - only happened twice in four years - One of the visits was along the exact road in my dream and we drove along it in the dark. It was an exact replica of my dream.

Not me but DP.
He was very close to his brother and one day when we were at work (me and DP worked together in the same place then), DP suddenly went as white as a sheet. I asked him what was wrong and he said he didn't know but he had an awful feeling something horrible had happened. When we got home an hour later (this happened at around 3pm, our shift finished at 4), I dropped him off at the home he shared with his parents and outside was a police car. At the very moment DP had his weird feeling, his brother had died in a horrific work accident.

That’s very weird OP. These stories are all fascinating!

Me and DH went to the cinema, as we used to do most weekends… When we came out we looked for the car. Eventually found it, absolutely not where we parked. I suppose we could have been mistaken, but there were a couple of other people who we overheard saying their car wasn’t where they left it!

Please don't think I'm nuts because I promise I'm not lol

I have this weird thing where I know something, it's hard to explain but here's some examples.

I work in social care community based, I had a person a few months ago I was working with and seeing weekly. I was driving along on my visits as normal, I'd already seen this person that week but he suddenly came into my head and I started panicking I just had this horrible feeling of sadness, I immediately rang his best friend and said I can't explain it but please can you go and check on this person, he rushed round to his house. This person had unfortunately attempted to take his life but was saved by his friend and made a full recovery. It was difficult writing his notes up later on that afternoon!!

I've been lying in bed on a weekend and I'll sit up and started getting out if bed and my DH will ask why I'm getting up and I'll say the dogs going to bark he wants to go out, the dog will then start barking. He's elderly and now deaf so doesn't hear us upstairs but I just know, I can't explain it. It's not a particular time or anything like that, some days he doesn't get out of bed until 11 to go out to the toilet.

There's loads of other things and my DH is well aware of it and doesn't doubt me because there's been far to much for it to be a coincidence. Things or people will pop into my head, not always nasty stuff there's nice stuff too like I had a feeling of pure happiness when I was thinking of my friend we've been friends since we were 12, we're now mid 30's so she knows me well, I called her and said you sound happy, she'd taken a pregnancy test which was positive that morning and she knew I knew something that's why I called, she now has a beautiful almost 9 year old daughter.

My friends mum was on palliative care, and I said I would ring my friend at a certain time to see how things were. I got really agitated at about half an hour before the alloted time and I felt like I absolutely had to phone her I rang and there was no answer so I left a message. My friend rang me back. About half an hour later and told me i'd rang literally 30 secs after she had passed away.

Told this before but will try to keep it short. Had a dream about being in someone's house. They were showing us around and we walked along a narrowish corridor with doors along one side. They then opened a smaller door which was more tucked away near a corner and it opened onto a huge, vaulted loft space with a mezzanine level.
A couple of weeks later, on holiday, we randomly met someone with dogs on a beach and ended up arranging to call at his house (we have a relative in the area who did dog sitting, so were dropping off their business card). Got to the house and stopped for a cup of tea. He wanted to show us around.
On the first floor of his house was a fairly narrow corridor with doors along it. As we walked toward the end he opened a smaller door which led to a huge vaulted loft with a mezzanine level. The whole layout was the mirror image of what I'd dreamed.

Quite a lot of things have happened to me over many years. One example...one night I had a dream that a man was lying outside of my house in the road and I covered him with my coat and called an ambulance. The next morning, this exact situation occurred.

I’ve posted this before but it still freaks me out. Several years ago there was an advert on Channel 4 for the film “ Scream”. I watched it & my tv switched itself off. I didn’t think anything of it. However, for the next week or so, whenever I watched the ad my tv switched itself off at the exact same point every time! Needless to say, I never went to see that film!

Yes it has. I was/am a total sceptic about the supernatural. I would say I don't believe in ghosts (I believe people see them, but that's not the same thing at all).

But about 15 years ago we had a spate of what would be called poltergeist activity in our house. It built up over a few weeks, culminating in objects moving in front of our eyes - both mine and my husbands, and he's a super-sceptic. There were many unexplained incidents over this period and we both became stressed about it all. The really weird thing was that the moving objects seemed to be provoked by complacent statements we made. I know this sounds completely bonkers, but I know what I saw!

• After 2 weeks of unsettling events in the house, my husband was just bringing his meal into the living room (Friday evening chill-out) and as he put his glass of wine on the coffee table, he said "OK, let's just try and put all this stuff behind us and relax." At that moment the wine glass rose a fraction (I don't know - 0.5 cm?) off the table and shattered, spilling wine everywhere. Say what you like, but both of us were rattled.
• After about 6 months, when all the business seemed to have stopped, we were sitting up in bed having a cup of tea one Saturday morning, looking towards the window. On the floor was a big flat basket (about 2" x 2") filled with wrapping paper. The surface was completely flat and on top on one side was a big roll of sellotape. Suddenly this tape shot (it didn't roll gently or slide...) at top speed across the flat surface. This immediately followed my husband saying 'Well, at least all that business stopped." Neither of us spoke (I know that I was thinking "Oh God - I hope that didn't really happen", so didn't mention it. But a week or so later when we were out of the house, my husband said 'I didn't like it when that sellotape shot across the basket!' So I knew he'd also seen it.

As an old sceptic, I feel shy about telling people these things because I know most people will think I'm gullible. I'm not - I need a high standard of 'proof', and all I can say is that none of these incidents (of which there were many, many more) can be explained by either of us. But the thing is - we did have an unhappy teenage girl in the house at this time, and I'm afraid that does fit in with what is said about so-called poltergeist activity. I just don't know what to make of it - we haven't had a recurrence (whoops - sssh!) but I know what I saw!

Totally believe you all. I've had lots of odd happenings.

I lived in a 100 year old house. One sat, after DH had gone to work, I was in bed reading. I heard the front door open, someone run up the stairs and into the bathroom, shutting the door. I figured he'd driven past and stopped for the loo so called for him. No reply. I got up and knocked on bathroom door. No reply. Opened it and... no one was there. I suddenly panicked and crept downstairs and found a knife. After a full search of the house, I found I was the only one there. Still can't explain it to this day. When I spoke to DH later he said he'd been at his desk all day and no one else has keys. The bathroom was a conversion of what used to be an old bedroom.

During Covid I was WFH upstairs and my husband shouted up the stairs asking if I wanted a cup of tea. I shouted back yes please, and went downstairs a few minutes later to get it. Husband was working in the garage and I asked him where my tea was. He had no idea what I was talking about and said he hadn't left the garage.

When I was a teenager, my dad used to live in this awful row of old houses. There was gossip and stories with the neighbours that there was a ghost of a woman who used to walk through the row of houses, almost everyone on the block had seen her. So naturally, we used to get loads by of spooky and unexplained occurrences.

One of the ones that stood out for me is that I was hanging around with friends at the park, and I nipped home for something. At the end of the street and across the road I noticed something lying there on the footpaths deceased. When I went to investigate to see what it was, it was a ferret, randomly.

I went inside the house and my dad was sat on the couch looking spooked. He told me he thinks he had just seen a ghost.

I asked him if it was a ferret. He said yes. Then looked at me and said ‘how on earth did you know that?’ I said ‘did it come from underneath the fireplace and do like an S shaped path and went under the couch?’ he said yes and described the exact same path I had previously seen ‘spirits’ do when I had seen them before.

I told him about the ferret on the road. The ‘ferret’ he described was white. The ferret on the road was black/brown. My Dad does not believe in ghosts or spirits but that occurrence had him believing otherwise because he was certain it was real he initially thought it had a ferret running around his house until he checked underneath the couch to find nothing!

What’s the connection between teenage girls and poltergeists?

@crochetmonkey74 I’ve told the story on mumsnet before but to this day I’ve never actually told anyone in real life. It sounds so completely ridiculous. I was suffering from post natal depression and the time and I was not sure if was having some sort of distortion of reality but having checked some of the details I have come to the conclusion that this did somehow happen to me.

I left the house with my baby ds2 in the pram to collect ds1 from preschool. It felt unusually warm given it was February. I had to take my coat off after a few minutes and I remember thinking how odd, it actually feels like summer in the middle of February. As I was walking I remember seeing there was a different sign on the doctors surgery except instead of it being new it was quite old and shabby and I wondered why they would have replaced it with an old one. I didn’t give it too much thought and carried on. A bit further down the road is a Co-op and I was going to pop in to get something on the way except when I got there it wasn’t a coop, it was a pub. I was so confused, it had been a coop that morning, completely as usual so I was absolutely stumped at how it was now a pub. I looked in and it was a proper pub with a bar, people in it etc. I was just wtf about how this coop had turned into a pub in the last 6 hours.

I carried on walking up the road to the preschool but as I got closer I realised I couldn’t see the building. I started to panic a bit and started running towards where it should be. When I got there, it was literally just an empty bit of green field behind a fence. I just stood there staring at it thinking what the actual fuck is happening and where is it. And then it sort of dawned on me. I had not paid a huge amount of attention to this but when I’d been looking at the new pub there had been a blackboard sign outside it saying something about watching the 2004 some sort of football cup final and I realised that somehow I was in 2004. Looking around, I could see most things were the same but some things were slightly different, small things like a house was painted a different colour, a tree where there hadn’t been one before, all the cars parked nearby looked a little older.

I was hyperventilating by this point thinking what on earth do I do? Im supposed to be picking up ds1. If it’s 2004 he’s not even born yet; I’ve not even met my husband yet and I’m stuck here with my baby wtf am I going to do?? I sort of slumped down next to the fence to catch my breath. I looked up as someone walked past and something about them made me feel like I was in the present day and I realised they were texting on an iPhone and thought well it can’t be 2004 can it? I stood up and the preschool was right there, everything looked normal again so I just went in, collected my son and went back home.

As I said I was suffering from pnd and I was worried if I mentioned this incident to anyone I’d have looked completely mad so I never told anyone. It was a couple of years ago now. I asked at the doctors surgery if they used to have a white sign with blue letters and they did. I looked into it and the coop did used to be a pub and I’ve found old photos of it and it looks identical to what I saw. I didn’t even know it used to be a pub so I do now actually think I did have some sort of time slip and that I didn’t imagine it. But I’m still not telling anyone in real life!!

Loads of things have happened to me.
Possibly the most remarkable was the occasion I went to bed and discovered a photograph on my pillow of my late Dad and Mum. The photo had been on my bedside table for years and I had dropped it and broken the frame. I'd moved it to my spare bedroom to try and repair it or get a new frame and then it turned up on my pillow.

Oops name change fail 😂 I will add that apparently the preschool wasn’t built until 2011 or 2012 which I didn’t know at then time either and previously to that there was just a little field connected to the primary school next door to it.

SavouryPancake

What’s the connection between teenage girls and poltergeists?

Savoury, please understand that my honest answer would be: who knows? But if you look up anything about poltergeists (whatever is meant by that) there is an association with pubescent children - usually girls. I hesitate to say anything because I'm still a sceptic (sure of what I saw, sure we couldn't explain it, but hesitant to try to explain it myself) but I did some research and believers will often ascribe this kind of phenomenon to teenage 'energy'.

I know it sounds crazy - I'm only repeating the accepted wisdom. But the odd thing was - it did fit our situation. I do know that poltergeist activity is meant to be connected not to a place but to a person.

Uh oh, have you seen paranormal activity OP? Sorry to tell you that old photos impossibly turning up is a sure sign you’re getting stalked by a demon. Soz. I recommend you sprinkle flour across all your floors to capture talony footprints, and consider setting up a camera to capture the moment it pulls you off the bed to drag you back to its hellish lair. Try not to let it stress you out though 😉.

Thanks for the thread, I love a bit of woo me.

What’s the connection between teenage girls and poltergeists?

Yes most "poltergeist" reports/accounts involve activity happening around a girl or young women (though it can be a boy), especially one who's going through a traumatic time/strong emotions. I'm not saying I believe in it or not, or have any explanation, but that's the reported "pattern".

@Ellyfinsmum , that is really fascinating. I believe you. There will be a scientific explanation for this I'm sure. I always think it is supremely arrogant for people to insist that something apparently paranormal didn't happen, as if we know everything there is to know.