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’ve also had a weird experience with water appearing once. When I was a teen and living at home, I had two foam mattresses showed under my bed. One evening I had one pulled out to read on and when I pulled it out there was a circle of fresh water on it. It definitely wasn’t cat pee or a drip as carrot and bed were totally dry. The next day a friend at school told me that he has found a perfect circle of water near his pillow in his bed. I didn’t even tell him about what I had seen as I thought somehow it was a trick. There was no way it could’ve been though and he never mentioned it again.

That's so strange. When my son was around 2/3 he used to talk to someone, I'd tell him there's no one there and to come in the front room ( it was always in the hallway) he used to say there was a sad little girl who had lost her ticket and was stuck and couldn't get in and had to live here now!

Velvian · Today 10:19
@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.

I totally agree. Though I describe myself as a sceptic, I see that as meaning I'm open-minded about things like this - not dismissive. But the fact that many people are dismissive and arrogant does put me off talking about my experiences - you just get labelled as a gullible fool.

I think the late Hilary Mantel put it well in an interview I heard recently. In response to a question (can't remember what about) she said "I can't imagine meeting a ghost, but the universe is not limited by my imagination!"

Exactly!

Just thought of another one!

Sitting on the floor in the living room a couple of Christmases ago wrapping presents. I had a big set of scissors that I was using to cut the paper. Put them down next to my leg, finished wrapping the gift in my hands and reached for them again.

Gone.

I literally hadn't moved and I was alone in the house. They just suddenly weren't there any more.

Still haven't found the fuckers, and they cost me £25!!!

These are so interesting. The uncanny podcast on BBC sounds is great if you like this sort of thing.

Yes-we had it yesterday
our dishwasher makes a low-ish hum but it wasn’t switched on and the humming was much louder
my dp said he thought it was coming from next door but they had gone out
it went on for about 2 ish hours then stopped-it was really loud-we couldn’t hear the tv because of it
i could hear it outside too-we live in the midlands

Maybe someone received a pair of scissors in with their gift!

When i was a kid, me an my older brother had a great idea to make some money.. steal a pile of slates and sell to a builder.. i know not great.

They were in the garden of an empty house where the owner had recently gone into a care home, his wife having died sometime earlier... the important bit here is he had a dog, walked it regularly and used a cane sword stick, with a metal tip which he tapped hard on the road as he walked.

We got a wheel barrow and at about 3am went up through the lanes and stole the slates, on our way back, we heard someone approaching...... pitta patta of dog paws and the distinctive tap of a walking stick!

We bricked it and hid behind a tree, the sounds got louder and louder and then passed us by until we could hear nothing at all.. now at this point, neither of us made any connection to the owner of the house or saw anyone so we carried on, relieved we weren't caught, feeling smug....

Next day my mum, at tea, she says "Poor old Mr Smith (not real name) died yesterday and his daughter has had his dog put down too..." We looked at each other in total shock and both went white as a sheet...

We had heard the ghost of Mr Smith and his dog!!!

Next night, we took the slates back up to his garden only this time there was no Mr Smith, the dog or the walking stick!

48 years later and nothing would convince me otherwise.

I had something strange happening as a child. I must have been about ten. I had been reading at bed time, my school reading book, You'd get given one to read and once you finished you took it back to get another. This one had short stories in and this particular night I read the story of Grace Darling, rescuing people from a ship wreck. I remember the illustrations in the book including a lighthouse going up the page.

At breakfast the next morning I spoke to my parents about it, then I went to get the book to show them. The story wasn't in the book. I was really baffled and looked through other books trying to find the story. I read a lot as a child and reread many of the books I had in my room. I never came across the story again. My parents weren't very interested and I'm sure there is a logical explanation but it still baffles me today!

!!!!!

What about the knife??

It sounds like somebody has run into your house, dropped a knife, and then exited through your bathroom window?

I read it as the OP went into her kitchen to get a knife to protect herself rather than find a random knife

@lunathestral, oh yes, I think you're right 🤦‍♀️ 😂

OP, is there a gazillion chance that your celebrity photo ended up as recycled paper alongside the cardboard which was used in the manufacture of the laundry bin. Paper lasts for years if kept dry in a factory.

@SunshineLollipopsAndRainbows ah that makes sense!

I hear this hum quite a lot! I thought it was tinnitus
It's like hmmmmmm er hmmmmmmm er
The 'er' is very deep base

I really don't think so- it would be 30 years and hundreds of miles away

I think I've told this before under a previous username.

When I was about 20, my best friend and I went on holiday to Spain, we stayed in a villa her dad owned. We had the BEST time, seriously still the best holiday I've ever been on.

Anyway, one night we'd been out and come home fairly early (probably still hungover from the previous night!) and had gone to bed in the wee hours. We were staying in bedrooms opposite one another at the end of a corridor.

ALL NIGHT we could hear the sound of furniture scraping across the floor. I remember lying there, getting more and more freaked out, thinking I would honestly shit myself if I had to go to the toilet or something. Then she knocked on my door, came in and asked me if I could hear the noises too?!

We slept in the same bed that night

I don't think it happened again, although to be fair the ghosts might have just played musical chairs while we were out!

Yes I hear the hum all the time.

Genuinely didn't realise until I moved to a quieter area that it was just my tinnitus getting worse

Maybe linked to the previously mentioned nights out...?

I was watching a film one evening with DH and had a sudden thought of a car accident and thought of my Mum. Thankfully I told DH or he would never have believed me. Just minutes later my Mum called me to say her car had skidded on the ice, she was fine and it was minor damage to the car, but I just found it so odd I had that vision.

My daughter tangled up her necklace. It was a very fine necklace. She was 4. I had a quick look and said oh that's not going to be an easy job to fix if fixable at all. I put it down on her Barbie house. Next day I found it on the floor next to Barbie house not tangled! There's no way she cld have fixed it and she had no idea how it happened. Asked my husband and he had no idea what I was talking about. Very, very strange!

When I was a child I could hear something snarling , scratching and running around the bedroom on all fours . I can remember screaming and yelling with fear yet no one came upstairs to check on me . I definitely was not dreaming . Some one suggested this could have been a demon

@SavouryPancake I can’t say it did really overall. It was quite a horrible experience at the time. It came at a time I was already mentally quite fragile and very low and the feeling of losing my ds1 and husband and being stuck in a different time alone with my baby scared the life out of me. Also, not being 100% certain if it actually happened really made me doubt if I was completely losing the plot. Thankfully it was all over quite quickly so after a few days of feeling shaken I was ok. I recovered from the pnd eventually and the time slip has never reoccurred. I walk that route every day taking my ds2 to the same preschool so I have wondered if it would even happen again but it hasn’t since.

Although it was a scary experience I would love to travel in time it would be fascinating, just not out of the blue without any warning or control and being terrified about being permanently away from my son and husband. If I could choose I’d probably go somewhere more interesting than 2004 suburban London too 😂

I thought of that but they were big heavy scissors that would have torn the paper! I also cut the paper and put them down next to me, away from the gift I was wrapping. When I went to cut the next bit off the roll, they'd gone.

I have had exactly the opposite - DM left her necklace sitting on the table beside her chair as she usually does in the evening, and the next day found it in absolute knots. Nothing else on the table touched and no one in the house had been anywhere near it.

I am a bit woo (I believe there is something else but haven't actually seen anything), but I definitely find comfort in things like mums necklace or daft stuff that goes missing and turns up 2 days later (happens all the time) as it is exactly what my dad would have done when he was alive as he liked to tidy up move everything so no one could find it.

My Mum used to wear a ring of my Nan's .It was gold with small red rubies,given to my Nan by my Grandad for their Ruby anniversary. When my Nan died, my Mum had the ring and wore it all the time.
Eventually the ring snapped so Mum put it away in her jewelry box.
A couple of years later, I took my Mum out for a couple of hours. She lives alone.
When we got back, the ring was sitting in the middle of one of the cushions on the sofa. We both just stood and stared at it,and still to this day we can't explain how it got there.