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?

Hmmmmm we didn't hear or see helicopters and why would they be testing them so close to homes? 🤔
I used to google but could never find anything.

There is probably an explanation for this, but I will tell it as I lived it:

When I was about 9 or 10, two child psychologists, a man and a woman, came to my school to do IQ tests on us. I'm always quite fast at tests so I finished quickly, and the guy sat down with me and told me my IQ and walked me through the answers I'd got wrong. I thought this was weird, as I'd had IQ tests before and there is no point whatsoever in looking beyond the result, but didn't think much about it once we were finished.

The next year, the same couple came in again and since it was exactly the same test, I finished even faster. The woman came to speak to me and I told her that I just remembered the questions and answers from last year. She said they had never come to my school. I told her yes they did and the guy had spoken to me. She called him over and he flat out denied it. They even asked me if I was drunk! (FFS I was 9 or 10).

I had buried this incident in the back of my mind but reading your stories unlocked the memory.

that's called claircognizance.

I had a dream once that my daughter who was 13 at the time had her period (she hasn't had it yet). When I woke up I wasn't sure if it was a dream, or if it actually happened during the night and I forgot about it, thinking it was a dream. I went to my daughter's room and I asked her if she had her period, and she said no. Two weeks later she had it.

When I was a toddler my older brother came into my bedroom one morning and asked how I knew that he and his friend (sleepover) had been making cocoons out of their blankets! I was indeed rolled up exactly like a cocoon in my own blanket. He was freaked out but It just happened due to being restless and rolling around whist asleep. Not saying that’s what happened with you, but it could be an explanation!

Look up “We’re Here Because We’re Here” an art event by Jeremy Deller.
I think perhaps that is what you saw ?

(I believe people see them, but that's not the same thing at all).

how does that work?

I had a music box that hadn't worked for about 30 years. A close family member passed away and some time later I was crying and looking at the person's picture and I said "Just send me a sign that you're OK" and the music box started playing. I don't truly believe that it was some kind of message from beyond the grave, but it brought me a lot of comfort and acceptance.

My mum had a weird experience once whilst staying with my sister. She was sharing a bedroom with her young grandson. Mum used to have a small radio on the bedside table. She got up to visit the bathroom one night and on getting back into bed lay down on top of this small radio that hadn’t been there when she got up a few minutes earlier. Thinking it was grandson playing a trick, who appeared to be asleep, she watched him for some time to see if he was just pretending to be asleep and would start giggling at his ‘trick’ but she was absolutely convinced he really was fast asleep. Later the next day he said he had had a strange dream where grandma’s clock started flying round the room and had landed on her bed.

My Mum was looking for some paperwork in my grandad's house shortly after he died. Her brother was helping her. There was a clock on the mantle piece which had stopped as it hadn't been wound.

Uncle said to Mum "have you checked in the drawer" and mum said "yes, it's not in there". Clock suddenly started chiming. They checked the drawer again and sure enough the papers were in there.

Almost 30 years ago, I woke up crying in the night, from a dream where I was at teenage on/off boyfriend's funeral. The next day I got hold of a copy of the local evening paper, where there was a report of him dying the night before in a freak accident, 150 miles away. I'm a total cynic about all the 'woo' stuff, but I've never been able to explain that one.

I dreamt that my brother had had a crash in his sports car. Phoned my mum the next day and she said he had crashed through a hedge and ended up in a field. I had seen the whole thing in my dream. Weird

As a teenager I had an after school job in a hospital in the clean up room.

One evening I got home from work and realised I had lost an earring.

A week or so later, I was at work again, opened a fresh towel and there inside was my earring! It probably went through the laundry service on said towel but even so, the chances of it being delivered to the same department and me being the one to find it were pretty slim. Small moment of joy 🤩

Way back in the 80s, I was walking along the Derwent Walk. It is like a bridlepath with historical links to an old railway, goes over a lovely viaduct at one point, near Gibside Manor among other historial places. The surface was mainly large pebbles, suitable for walking or for modern bike tires (although I always got punctures when riding there as a kid). One morning someone wearing old fashioned clothes rode past me on a Penny Farthing. As odd as that is, I didn't think much of it at the time. Since I have realised that Penny Farthing bikes had solid tires and there is no way it could have been riding on such a pebbled uneven surface. A ghost or a flashback, timeslip, random historical reenactor from Beamish with special tires? I'll never know but it is the only time I every saw a Penny Farthing!

This is so fascinating to me, I went out of my body once and it was terrifying, exactly like you describe. I was wondering how the hell I was going to get back into it, it was freakishly awful..

At the time I was doing lots of meditations and energy work, that sort of thing and think my soul just got completely untethered because I wasn't grounded enough..

I had something similar happen after an energy treatment with someone but was able to kind of force myself to stay earthly and then got a friend to help me ground but I still remember the utter fear of the first time I mentioned, knowing without a doubt I was gone from my body and how would I get back..

I wonder was your mind so fragile at that time your soul was able to slip out, except into a different time line rather than just staying hovering like I did..

There's a thing called astral travelling but I've been too afraid to ever even remotely consider trying it but I do think we're capable of doing things like that..

@crochetmonkey74 thank you for starting this thread, it's helped me feel less alone. I have premonitions when someone is going to die and have done for years. It's horrible, awful and reading this thread has helped me feel less like I'm the only one who has to cope with sometimes not nice phenomena happen to them..
I have of course had the most delightful of spooky things happen too but the premonitions can be crushing xx

Now, I'm a very spiritual person. Please no judging.

We've heard knocking in the night here, the first time I experienced it was 3am over the course of two nights in 2020. My auntie got poorly and died 8 weeks later.

The second time me and DH had been talking about the Queen looking poorly the evening before she passed. We both heard knocking that night at 3am again. The Queen passed the next day.

We heard it again recently and my husband has become ill and getting investigated for rectal bleeding. I'm very frightened tbh.
There's nothing in our house the energy/feel is fine. The knocking we've heard is 3 knocks each time . If anyone else has experienced this please pm me or quote me x

I cant edit my post but wanted to add: a clairvoyant friend of mine told me spirits often get restless when big events are going to occur.

We have no idea who is doing the knocking or what is. We don't have any other activity in our house we love it here.

This has happened to me twice also in 1998 with my first then 2008 with my second, both some kind of OBE where I saw myself and a wooshing noise. It still makes me emotional talking about it.

Thank you for this thread OP and posters, I don't feel alone x

Thank god it’s happened to someone else-I’ve told one or two people in real life and got some funny looks
ive even had a ‘it was the painkillers’ (I didn’t have pain relief-I didn’t feel any pain!)

I can see what you mean, but I don't think it was that. Normally the blanket would have slipped off with the duvet, but it was laid perfectly over him and rather than cocooned around him it literally looked like someone had just gently tucked it into the shape he was sleeping.

I'm the same only my mum, DH and bestie know.
Since they happened I've become more spiritual and open to it all. X

@QuestionableMouse I have a story almost the exact opposite.

I used to live in Watford and my boyfriend at the time lived in a small village near Hemel Hempstead. It would take me 20 minutes to get there.

Every. Single. Time. Didn’t matter what time I left, whether it was rush hour or the dead of night. Didn’t matter if I drove through Hemel instead of up the motorway - still 20 minutes.

Im sure it was just a case of confirmation bias but I remember at the time making many comments about how he lived in some sort of time warp area!

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Another one I've remembered. I was in Year 3 and had a dream that a new girl joined the class, but she was known to me. The next day, there was the new girl at school, but she'd lived near me before (same RAF base).

Over time I've convinced myself that I had the dream the night she arrived, not beforehand, but at the time I remember being 100% certain I'd "seen" her arrival before it had happened.