To start the spooky stories thread?

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Of course I'm not, it's Halloween, let's get scared.

So what is the spookiest/most unexplainable experience you had? We're talking paranormal here.

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I think I’m the poster you’re referring to.

@CoffeeCantata , telepathy is definitely a thing. I know personally of 2 incidents where my mother, who was hyper-hyper sensitive in general (which TBH could sometimes make her difficult to live with) knew exact details of acute distress in a family member thousands of miles away. It wasn’t a case of being wise after the event - she’d say so at time quite insistent that whatever it was had happened - and would later be proved correct in every detail. In both cases that I knew of it had come to her in a very vivid dream.

Those two cases occurred in the late 1950s and the very early 1970s - hardly a frequent happening.

AFAIK her ability only happened when someone close was in some sort of distress, so could never have been proved under lab conditions.

I sometimes think of how I can press a few buttons on my Kindle and have an entire book whizz into it within seconds - and marvel at the fact that people can scoff at telepathy, when the human brain is so unbelievably complex and they still don’t know what every last bit of it does, or can do.

My DF was a miner. He told me a tale about a group of miners in his mine, who were working underground when an extra man joined their team and was working alongside them. One of them spoke to the man and he turned around to the group.
They then saw that he had no facial features at all, just a plain ghostly white smooth surface where his face should be. They fled along the mine shaft with him following behind, still carrying his pick axe.
It traumatised the miners so badly that not one of them went back to work in that pit.

I've bookmarked this thread it's great!!

Danny Robbins now has a book too called 'Into the Uncanny'. I 've got it on Audible as it's read by Danny so its similar to the Uncanny podcast. Anyway it's a must read if you're into UFOs in Todmorden or ghosts in Averham, some posts in this thread are similar to those he's covered in his podcasts and the book. Can't wait for the TV series either. I don't work for him, just a huge fan of him and anything a little bit woo👻

I moved to Italy more than 20 years ago. We lived in an oldish house converted into two apartments, we had the ground floor, that had also been used as a fabric shop in the past. An old lady lived in the apartment above. It had a nice feeling and we were the first to live there after the conversion and I never felt anything spooky.

Things changed after a year or two, on more than one occasion alone I heard my name being whispered slowly in a very British sounding man's voice, it was close and came from just above and behind my head both times. Italians find my name hard to pronounce, this was 100% British. I was alone in our flat and the old lady in the upstairs flat didn't speak a word of English.

Then I started to feel things on the back of the sofa behind my neck and touching my hair as if a cat was walking past me, or one that was already there when I sat down. My sister came to stay and asked if we had a cat, as her socks kept moving from one room to another as if a cat had carried them around it its mouth. The same thing happened to me, I left my socks on the floor in the bathroom while I had a bath, so the door was closed and locked. When I finished the socks were no longer there and they were on the living room floor!

To clarify we didn't have a cat, nor did the neighbour above. It was winter, so all windows were closed. One evening my partner and I finally saw the cat. We were watching TV, it walked into the living room from the corridor when the bathroom was. It arched its back and curled its tail as it walked around the corner of the sofa I was stretched out on. It was a tabby, clearly visible it was a cat, but it was semi transparent at the same time and I could see the sofa through the cat! After it had checked out the corner of the sofa it just walked into the wall and totally disappeared into thin air! We both just sat there in shock trying to understand what we'd both just seen.

After that we never saw it again nor had any spooky cat related events. 🐈

Great thread. Just downloaded the book on my kindle thank you

Mine isn’t scary…. I lost my mum in 2001, moved house in 2006. My kids used to go to their dads every weekend. One Saturday I was sitting looking at old photos and came across one of my mum. I said out loud “oh mum” and felt someone tap me on my shoulder, hard enough for me to turn round as if one of the kids had done it. Except house was empty except for me, very odd ! Never happened since .

That's the one!! Thank you! It is so chilling, especially how the sense of the higher power was don't look and to then look and see this terrifying thing

Not about ghosts but something that happened to me and really scared me. I'd love to know if anyone has experienced this before.

I was asleep in bed, then woke up in the morning and got out of bed. I walked into my hall and there was a table there with lots of lit candles on it. Except I didn't have that table. Instantly I was aware of being back in bed. So I got up and walked into my hall and the tables/candles were there again! Same thing I'm instantly back in bed. I'm now freaking out at ever being able to 'wake up' as the experience felt exactly life like. It was not like a dream that may feel realistic but you wake up and realise it was a dream. There was no difference in this experience than really waking up and getting out of bed!

Luckily the third time I got out of bed and went into the hall, all was as normal.

Oh I've just been reminded of a weird one - I've had a recurring nightmare, I've had it once every couple of months or so since DD was about 2 (she's 8 now). It's of a wooded area with a stream, I walk along it in my dream until I reach a path that leads up to a church with a graveyard. In my dream it's nighttime, foggy (typical eerie film setting essentially, very cliche), and my DD (toddler form) is stood in the graveyard telling me to go to her. I know it isn't her in my dream state, she's almost demonic, it is not her, but on the off chance I'm wrong I run through the graveyard to get her and then I wake up. I'd never seen this particular graveyard or location before, my brain totally fabricated it in dream land.
Anyway, a few months ago me and DP took a break away in a different town we haven't been to before, we went for a walk and ended up following a country path with a stream next to it... leading up to a church graveyard. It looked exact to the one in my dream. The place was actually quite lovely but naturally, I was freaked out because of my dream and turned round and power walked back to the residential area.
To be fair, many graveyards and churches look really similar, so likely just a coincidence that this one happened to look the same as the one my brain concocted an image of. I mean I see graveyards almost every day, I was bound to see one that looked like the one in my dream at some point, still creeped me out.

Classic sleep paralysis. Terrifying.

I’ve told this before but name changed since

when DC was little they were very unwell.

They were hallucinating and saying tell grandad to go away. I said grandad wasn’t there and she said not that Grandad your Grandad.

My grandad had been dead for about 20 years by then.

I wonder whether he was watching over her or whether she was just hallucinating.

Dramatico I always think of that Hamlet quote too when thinking about whether woo things are true!

I had an experience that I know was sleep paralysis but it was still scary as I'd never had it before. Was taking some new medication and had been disturbed during the night - classic ingredients for sleep paralysis. But imagine how terrifying it was please.

I was in student digs and woke up unable to move. I could see, but through slits. I worked out that the slits were caused by my eyelids and, with a huge effort, tried to get my thumb manoevered to push one up so I could see better. Instead, I gave myself a monumental poke in the eye with a thumb that felt like a frozen piece of meat - it was completely numb. I was wondering what else I could try when I noticed a dark cloud in the corner of the room by the window. It was dark in its appearance but more so in its nature. I can honestly say that I have never come close to anything like such intense, unapologetic, broodingly active evil. The hatred was palpable. It felt like an inhuman, venomous malignancy that had absolutely no agenda but to hate and cause harm. Unable to move or run, I remembered something I had heard once, and tried with everything I had to get out the word 'Jesus'. I know now that the act of trying to speak probably ended the sleep paralysis. I heard my throat making a deep, gutteral rasping sound as I tried to speak. That sound woke me finally and the cloud dissipated.

I was freaked out by that. A few weeks later, I was back at my parent's home and dreamt I had woken up and tried to turn on my bedside lamp but that it had instantly fused. In my dream, I interpreted this as the devil trying to scare me. I really did wake up after this dream and reached out to turn on my bedside lamp, telling myself not to be so silly. It fused instantly, with exactly the same sound as it had done in my dream moments before.

Getting out of bed to walk over to the light switch was a scary journey, as much as I understood and believed it was a coincidence.

I would say that sounds like sleep paralysis except you didn't have a moment of waking for the last time, when you really did wake up. I haven't heard of that happening but all sorts of strange things can happen with sleep paralysis.

When I was a teenager, I had a really uneasy feeling before going to bed one night. Anyway I fell asleep and was woken up by a tapping sound on my window. I ran into my parents bedroom and swapped places with my dad so I slept with my mum and my dad went to my bedroom.
I then fell asleep to be woken up again with a feeling of something on my back. I jumped out of bed and screamed and could feel the thing swinging off my back as I tried to shake it off! My mother chanted a prayer and it disappeared.
We then got my dad back to sleep in with us. We turned the lights off and settled back to sleep and the phone rang. My dad answered and there was just silence on the other end of the phone. It was 2:30am....

OK Ive got one. It’s not particularly scary however! When I was a kid, I used to do ballet and tap in an old church hall in Cardiff. My friend and I were alone in the little room we used to change into our ballet shoes in. We could hear the piano playing in the big room where we danced. Thought nothing of it, the pianist was obviously in there, so we walked in…the piano stopped and no one was there!

Oh and sleep paralysis is something I get from time to time. I often feel a poke on my shoulder or the bed moving as if someone is sitting on it. One particular night I had got up to go to the loo. Got back into bed and I could feel someone picking me up and carrying me - just like your mum or dad would do when you were little iyswim. That was quite a comforting feeling actually!

Thank you! I'll have a look at sleep paralysis.

I used to get a lot of sleep paralysis when I was at university (40 years ago 😱😭) but not so much now. Usually when I’m stressed.

Very comforting ❤️

I will preface this to say, yes, I am team woo, and yes, I do get sleep paralysis.

Except.

This time I wasn't asleep. I was boohoohooing, feeling very sorry for myself, in a country I didn't call home, with kids that hated it here, and everything was going wrong.

And then there was a bloody great 'thump', on the bed.

It really felt like someone had sat there, and smacked their hand down on it hard.

Later, I found out that a woman had died in that house, early, of cancer, with her young kids.

I honestly believe she was telling me not to feel so bloody sorry for myself, pull myself together, because at least me and my kids still had each other.

Well, exactly — being perfectly aware something is a biological glitch doesn’t stop the fear. It just stops imputing supernatural input to it. Sleep paralysis is horrible.

These threads always make me realise how uncomfortable mainstream British culture is about death. The ‘supernatural’ episode tends to be retrospectively explained as ‘I later found out a woman had died in that room.’ I mean, of course she did. Happens to us all. Till fairly recently most often at home. It’s not some horrifying anomaly that only happens to an unfortunate minority. If every death left some form of ‘imprint’, we’d be wading through swathes of ghosts to get to the bathroom in the morning.

If the ghost stories any particular culture tells are significant, and of course they are, the strong message from the ‘woo’ threads on Mn is of a culture that views death as unnatural.

This thread has made me realise I used to suffer sleep paralysis regularly while living at home but never since moving in with now DH.

I would wake with my nose blocked but unable to open my mouth to breathe. I was unable to move to "manually" open my mouth.

And just as I was panicking from lack of oxygen and thinking I was about to pass out, I'd suddenly be able to open my mouth in a massive gasp for air.

I'd forgotten how terrifying it was.

This happened about 6 years ago.
My 2nd son ( it's always him🤣) and his gf lived here.
Anyway I had a dream my mam and uncle came back.
They were wheeling a pram,and they were waiting at the bus stop.
Anyway they handed me the pram,sent me down to we're the old clinic was and they disappeared.

It was so real I told my eldest son the next day.

2 days later my son told me they were having a baby.

If any fellow sleep paralysis sufferers fancy some Halloween reading to scare you silly I can recommend this. Or maybe not

www.amazon.co.uk/Sincere-Warning-About-Entity-Your-ebook/dp/B009TAQWKE