Ghost stories

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Someone mentioned on another thread that it would be good to start a ghost story thread. So I thought I'd give it a go!

Have you ever seen a ghost or a mysterious person.? Ive never seen one, but My mum says that she has seen an old woman in her room , dressed in old clothes. After a few minutes she just vanished

A few, and I’m not a very woo sort of person. But I know what I’ve seen!

Was once walking my dog out in the sticks with a friend and we saw the ruins of an old castle. I mean proper ruins, no roof etc. On our way back home, we saw a castle in the distance where the ruins had been and there were windows with lights on inside, it was a fully standing castle as if it was lived in and very much alive. We found drawings of what the castle once looked like and it was as we saw it on the way home — it was like the ghost of the castle.

Secondly, saw a woman in a red dress on my landing when I was a child and very much awake. Ran to my mum, asked if it was her, and she said no.

I’m very anti-woo and prefer to believe in hallucinations and tricks of the brain but when my Nan died, just before she passed she told us there’d been a man in a green suit in her hospital ward. It somehow came up in conversation with one of the nurses and she said yes, she’s heard that from several patients, they all say that they’ve seen this man in a green suit. My Nan also said that Grandad had been there, sitting on her bed waiting for her. He’d died about twenty years previously.

Most definitely - Danny Robbins is excellent - open-minded and willing to admit when he's really rattled.

If you google Neil Oliver and ghost stories - there are a few good ones. I'll try to be concise, but this one really caught my imagination, about a woman whose ghost was haunting people while she was still alive!

This elderly lady was at a drinks party with neighbours old and new when she overheard someone ask a young couple how they liked their old cottage. They said it was lovely, but things were spoilt by the fact that a young woman (they described her and her clothing) often appeared in their sitting room in the evenings. She usually sat and wept, but sometimes stood against the chimney breast, in great distress, banging her head against the wall until blood ran down it.

The elderly lady was aghast because she had lived in that cottage during the war (that's why she 'earwigged' the conversation) and had been deeply unhappy when, searching for a document, had found letters which proved her husband (away fighting) had been having an affair with another woman). She had a baby and a toddler, and felt in the depths of despair, and remembered crying in the sitting room and the specific incident where she leaned on the chimney breast and banged her head till it bled.

So weird - but how else would you explain that???? Neil O has quite a few well-attested stories - I recommend him.

Just to agree with pps who say they're 'anti-woo'. So am I, honestly! But we had poltergeist activity in our house for a while some years ago, and frankly...I know what I saw.

I don't swallow any old rubbish, but some things are very hard to explain. I'm still a sceptic - I take some convincing - but I think the really stupid people are the ones who declare bombastically that it's all a load of rubbish.

As someone said, whether ghosts exist is uncertain...but people definitely see them. In other words, people aren't necessarily lying when they describe a ghostly encounter - it's just a matter of whether the apparition has any objective existence. But many stories, especially when more than one person saw the 'ghost', are hard to explain.

There's a lot more going on, I think, than science can explain at the moment. One day, as with electricity and other phenomena, possibly there'll be an explanation.

Omg I had almost the same experience in our old house (also 100+ years old) of hearing my crying DC1 being “sssssh’d” and feeling bad that my husband was up and doing it. Turns out he wasn’t even in the house. I always remember this as there was zero other explanation for it sounding like a person soothing my baby, and DC1 did calm down and go back to sleep!

I was watching this thing last night called Haunted Hotels narrated by Dan Akroid on You Tube. It’s on for 7 hours. The name of the channel is Haunt TV. I don’t say this lightly when I say “It’s absolutely petrifying”

I remember talking to a sweet shop owner and how we got on to the conversation for a billion pound I could tell you, but. He told me that when his son was going through puberty they had a Poltergeist.
I knew he was telling the truth.
He wasn’t exactly the stand up comic type always cracking jokes. He was one of those people were if everyone was like him it’d be lovely world but it would also be a very boring world.

@Awwlookatmybabyspider

We had one in my old house when my son was born . It would switch on electrical items , tease the cat and hide things . My son would also laugh at something that was not there . We had a lot of bad luck in that house too .

I used to live in york (born and bred,but moved away when I met dp/to get away from my narc family)

One night I was in a pub called the golden fleece
It's known for being haunted
We'd walked in and decided to not bother with the first bar,as it was really crowded but to walk down the corridor to the 'lower' bar
My ex was in front of me,and I was walking down when something grabbed the back of myvtop and threw me down the corridor
Nobody there when I picked myself up and the staff didn't seem too surprised

Years earlier,I was in a cafe
Under the cafe building and the one next to it used to be a police station,the cells where underneath
At some point,they dug out the cells and found some skeletons-at least one with a knife stuck in its ribs
This news had just hit the papers when I wandered in and got chatting to a waitress
I jokingly asked if it was haunted and just as the waitress was about to answer,a set of keys came flying down the counter,almost hitting me
Nobody could have thrown them-there was nobody there

In 2009 my cousin sadly died of swine flu baby survived she didnt.

My Dad phoned me after 1 am that Saturday morning to let me know. She had been in hospital over two weeks by then.

Just after i got the call i heard heavy foot steps on the stairs.
Both me and OH were in bed.
When i got up my cat was acting really strange and nervous.

Im certain my cousin was saying goodbye that night.
She had never been to my house i lived in with OH and we we not big buddies i hadnt seen har for a few years.

I’ve had a few woo experiences. My great grandma used to ‘see’ things and I’ve seen a few things myself.

I’m in a new build, less than 2 years old. I’ve had a couple of woo experiences here. Someone shouted in my ear when I was in bed (not asleep, I’d not long been in bed) and I bolted so fast I nearly ended up falling down the stairs. Absolutely shit myself. My DS4 once asked why the man was there and then was gone, and my 1 year old laughs and waves at empty spots in mid air, like she’s playing with someone.

The estate is built on old farmland at the bottom of Pendle Hill. There are ruins of old farm houses on the estate, their foundations have been made into features. Neighbours have reported odd things too, some of them around these houses - voices but no one to make them, that sort of thing.

Fuck do I know this one though!! Hello neighbour. Queen Street Mill. My uncle lived off Thursby Road, he told me about the knocker when I was a little girl. He was a security guard so lots of early starts and swore he heard him more than once.

My Grandad worked in Bank Hall pit (and before that Hapton Valley, left weeks before the disaster) and he told me some stories!!!

He’s not woo at all but there are some things that he could’t explain. One day he was in the pit with his apprentice and saw a head torch coming towards him. Called out a couple of times. No answer. He was getting quite cross at this point - my grandad wasn’t a miner but the work he did could be dangerous so it was restricted people in the area only, as the work carried a higher risk of explosion. The head torch kept bobbing towards him and kept coming, and then bobbed right past them. These were tiny narrow passageways, you had to go in single file. They bricked it of course and legged it. They didn’t come across the light on their way back and when the next person they saw swore no one else had come up before them.

Another time he was working with his apprentice and heard someone shout ‘GET DOWN’ so he did, grabbing his apprentice and diving into the dirt. Just then some overhead cables snapped and basically crossed over each other at shoulder height. It would have decapitated them.

No one else was down there.

Oh God saw a mention of Harle Syke and Pendle and knew I had to contribute! ( another one from Burnley)

I have seen some very strange things, most of which were around Towneley Hall. I used to live near there and was walking up Todmorden Road, where it's walled on either side. A little fella was coming towards me with a Yorkshire terrier. I nodded to him. Something seemed off. I turned around and he wasn't there. He'd gone!! But there was nowhere to go! It was a stone wall!!!

Argh.

My mum and dad also saw a strange wolf man creature crossing the road a bit further up, near the top Towneley car park. It was kind of hunched, looked like a man wolf 😨

That whole area is very atmospheric. My grandma also swore she saw fairies in the woods behind Towneley.

I enjoyed the Uncanny TV programme shown in October last year . There was one about someone who kept seeing a child running past her window. It turned out that part of the labyrinth of a local disused mine went under her house and a young boy working in the mine had got lost in the pitch black many years ago. 🙁

Another one then.

My family were good friends with the owner of Mitton Hall in the 70s. They spent a lot of time there after hours with the owner and his partner, and often stayed the night, usually taking their dogs along. One night as my Grandad was coming back from his room, a young girl, about 13 or 14, walked up the stairs, across the mezzanine, and then carried on towards the rooms up there. He asked his friend who she was. His friend replied ‘what do you mean? There’s no one else here but us’. Just as his friend replied, all 3 dogs started howling and then all stopped at the same time.

I’ve heard other stories about Mitton Hall. We definitely live in an interesting place. I think Towneley Hall was on Most Haunted!

I had a Paranormal experience once, but I am not certain whether I saw a ghost or whether it was any other spirit. I can’t even say for certain whether something happened at all.

A couple of years ago, my husband and I dreamt that there was a man in our bedroom. After speaking to my husband the next day I feared that it wasn’t a dream after all and that there was someone indeed!

I dreamt that we were lying in bed at night and that a man stood at the door staring at me. In my dream, my husband was standing in the corner with a heavy candlelight waiting for an opportunity to hit it over the man. I was so petrified in my dream that I couldn’t move or scream, and was desperate for my husband to do anything.

My husband dreamt that we were lying in bed at night and there was a man standing next to my side of the bed and was masturbating. He was chanting and muttering and then ejaculated over my body. He appeared to be in a trance state. My husband said that he tried to move and shout but couldn’t. He was petrified for some reasons and in despair that he couldn’t protect me.

A shiver run down my spine the next morning when we learned that we had similar dreams.

We hadn’t seen any movies that could have triggered such a dream and I couldn’t shake of the feeling that there was a man in our room indeed. I couldn’t say what the man looked like but my husband said that he appeared to be Indian or Indigenous.

A couple of month passed and I met this man again. In real life!

We went to a concert in a small venue in a town nearby. We were the first people to arrive and had a drink at the bar that was attached to the venue.

I suddenly felt being watched and when I turned around, I saw a man and a cold shiver run down my spine as I instantly knew that it was the man from my dream.
I know it sounds strange as I didn’t recall what he looked like but I just knew it.

He was mature. Maybe 50 years old and looked like an Indian or Indigenous. Tanned skin, long black hair, and leather clothes with tribes jewellery. It was a rock concert so this wasn’t unusual.

He was just staring at me intensely but for some reasons, I wasn’t scared of him at all. It was more the opposite. He was emitting warmths and I perceived him as some kind of guardian angel.

It didn’t take long until he came over to us. He started a conversation with my husband and appeared very friendly. He kept looking at me discreetly, and I could feel that he was burning to speak to me.

When my husband went to the toiled, the man talked to me. He asked my name, the meaning of it and where I was from.
He was very interested in me but I don’t think he was physically attracted to me. I thought he was a spiritual person who felt that we had a connection.

The band came on and the venue got filled but he kept observing me from the other side of the venue.
I debated with myself whether I should ask him about the dream, but then the night went on and I lost sight of him. I never saw him again. My husband didn’t recognise the man and couldn’t recall whether he resembled the one in his dream

@AllThePotatoesAreSingingJingleBells

I remember when Mitton Hall used to be a restaurant, I was only young, it was mid 80s that we used to go there. We used to love sitting in the main dining area with the fireplace. I remember the wooden panelled walls etc it was so old. The newer bit had a conservatory I remember. It used to be so busy!

I don't remember any spooky activity though (apart from my drunk grandma!)

Crikey, apple cider!

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I'm not sure what you would class this as. But this is my experience. I am a nurse. A few years back there was a patient who was end of life, and had been for a few weeks. I looked after them a few times. One night I had a dream that I was looking after this patient when they suddenly got up out of bed, sort of transformed back to how they looked before they became ill then walked to the door and told me they were "going now".

My next shift I was saddened to find out that patient had died the same night I had that dream.

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An oldie but a goodie…

www.mumsnet.com/talk/am_i_being_unreasonable/4261497-Creepy-Forest-Dog-running-off-Scary-tale

RiftGibbon Your experience of the vanishing passenger on the train reminded me of an experience I had about 5 years ago. I was travelling on a tube train towards Heathrow from London after a night out. It was about 11.30pm,and the train carriage was gradually emptying at each station as we approached Heathrow. By the time we reached Hatton Cross station,there was only me and one other passenger,a woman in her 30s,left in the carriage. I was sitting about halfway along the carriage,and she was sitting at the other end,about 10 metres away. As we approached Heathrow,I noticed her stand up and head towards the train door. As the train slowed I also stood up and went towards the next door along from where she was,then noticed that she wasn't by the door any more. I looked around the carriage but couldn't see her anywhere. There was absolutely no one else in the carriage at all. This was before the train doors had opened. She had just vanished.

@AllThePotatoesAreSingingJingleBells I'm in Wolverhampton.

Re the hearing someone telling you to 'get out' or 'hide' I went to uni with a working firefighter (he was prepping for retirement) he said he had a voice that told him to get out when things were going wrong.

Mr Ballan tells a good story but this is a link to a woman who 'heard' her brain tumour.

www.irishtimes.com/news/voices-told-woman-she-had-brain-tumour-1.138853

It would have been interesting to find out the time of his death. In fact I think that was a lovely dream . I had a friend who died and we had fallen out because of her behaviour towards me . She came to me in a dream but as a young woman and she apologised for some of the things she said and did . She was a believer in the afterlife and said she would come back and let me know . I guess that was her way of telling me .

Ten years ago we moved into a gorgeous semi detached Edwardian house in a large quite run down town. I was heavily pregnant at the time with our first baby. The first night we heard children running up and down the stairs, I commented that they were clearly living nest door and was annoyed how thin the walls were because it sounded like the children were in our house.

Our neighbours were an elderly couple and had no children.

As my due date neared I often heard the children running up and down the stairs.
I also woke occasionally in the night and heard my husband walking around the room and was very annoyed because I really needed my sleep at this point - except that then I realised he was next to me.

Finally I woke a few times with a figure at the end of the bed and once with someone pulling my duvet off.

I was weirdly fine about all this! It calmed down hugely when I had the baby, although I still sometimes heard the children on the stairs, and a strange smell that emanated from the basement.

I became really interested in the family that lived there during WW1, a large family that had originally come from Ireland, one of the sons died during the august of 1918 and I visited the war memorial in park in my town to pay my respects and I said how sad and sorry I was that it had to end that way for him. I often looked out of the windows in the front sitting room (original glass in original sash windows) thinking of his Mum and wondering whether she'd got the telegram sitting there watching the telegram boy walking up the path. I remember speaking out loud to her and saying how sorry I was and that I was glad I'd brought a new baby into the house. It all stopped in the end but I often wonder about that time and whether it was sleep deprivation or hormones or some kind of haunting - I feel like I said out loud the things that mother and son needed to say or hear!