To ask what is the strangest/creepiest thing that has ever happened to you?

[JudgeyHotPants]

I have two strange/creepy unexplained events that stick in my head.

The first happened when I was teenager, my DF ran his business from our family home and we had a phone/fax machine in the living room. Whenever we picked up the phone we could always hear a radio station playing very distantly on the other end. I'll never forget the time I picked up the phone to ring a friend and could hear Penny Lane playing!

The other is slightly more sinister. My DM and I were at home alone one evening, it was summer and still warm and I had the bedroom window open. I can remember hearing a loud crash in the garden, thought maybe the cat had knocked something over and thought little of it. Then my mum suddenly popped her head around the door told me that she was going to bed and that she'd "locked all of the doors". Thought it was an odd thing to say, but thought little of it. That night I was kept awake by the next door neighbours security light going on and off, and when I got up the next morning my DM pointed out that the garden ornaments and solar lights from next to the fence had been smashed.

That's when she told me that she to and heard the crashing sound the night before, and got up to investigate and when she looked through the kitchen window she was convinced she could see a person peering through the window, as as if they were standing next to it with their back against the wall and peeing in from the side, but wasn't sure if she was seeing things or not! She was scared enough to lock all of the doors, but not to ring he police it seems! Still freaks me out now! I'm sure someone was in our garden for whatever reason!

The weirdest thing was that I kept getting messages on the landline for a lady I'll call her Joan Smith, from a medical centre let's say South Cross medical centre.

One day I picked up the phone and it was somebody asking for Joan Smith. I explained that they had the wrong number but she just kept continuing to speak saying that she'd book an appointment. I soon realised that she wasn't talking to me, and she couldn't hear me, but was talking to Joan Smith only I couldn't hear what Joan was saying. It must have been crossed lines. But my phone rang and their number came up on caller ID.

What was weird though was when I called South Cross medical centre back, the exact number I'd got from 1471, I got through to South Cross medical centre, but they said that they didn't even have a Joan Smith on their books and definitely hadn't called anyone.

Weird. It never happened again though. I still get crossed lines though and often hear somebody pick up the receiver when I'm on the phone and hear a phone ringing in the background.

Yes cross lines are weird aren't they? I suppose they don't happen as often in the digital age, but they used to be quite common. I can remember on the first ever cordless phone we had I used to be able to hear our neighbours talking on the phone, it was always really mundane stuff but I always used to hope I'd hear something scandalous or some really juicy gossip. Bit like that man who picked the Diana "squidgeygate stuff" lol Never did though!

Going on a date met via postal adds (oldschool!) and she had the same surname and female version of my forname.

Probably not that long after above, out of curiosity went to a spiritualist church meeting, and the person at front pointed to me sat some way back - "mr lonelyhearts, you have a brother (correct though 50/50 guess lol), and someone called "name" here... which I dismissed as didn't recognize it, asked parents later and they said yes that was your grandads formal name.

Sleeping over on sofa at friends in the middle of the night there bop-it toy started speaking commands!

Well. Phones did all sorts of strange things in the pre-digital age. Remember party lines?

So this was a rather weird thing. Years ago in a flat-share. My friend knocked on my door, after we'd bith gone to bed to say there was loud music coming from a van parked outside the house. Couldn't hear it on my side of the house. Holst's The Planets. Mars. She said it had been going on for over an hour. Just Mars. Finished & started up again. And again. We were speculating how it kept repeating itself (this was before MP3 players - tapes were the only option in a vehicle).
We ended up calling the police. And they came round (must've been a quiet night in Crouch Hill). The copper ended up busting open the van to switch off whatever was playing the music.
Really freaked out my friend.

Our landline number is almost identical to a local hotel/wedding venue's number; only one digit difference. One evening a nice man called and said he just wanted to clarify that there would be six people coming for dinner at 8pm. I said, "How delightful! It's chicken casserole and peach flan. We have three cats - I hope no-one is allergic?" There was a pause... then the bugger rang off, no apology!

A few weeks after my mum died I was taking a nap in my room. I was actually dreaming about her, when I heard a loud crash. My bedroom mirror (about 5 ft tall and was attached to my wall by nails) came crashing down and smashed over my whole room, I hadn't touched it.

That was creepy.

Sat on a bus in my teens listening to music, late at night.sat at empty seat behind a middle aged bloke. From nowhere had a massive flash of the man who was sat in fronts face- was as if he was millimetres from my nose and his face was all contorted.
Had very painful chest spasms and felt dizzy so rang the bell and shot off as quickly as I could

No idea what happened but I was terrified

I was sitting in the garden reading and my two DDs were playing on the trampoline. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the outline of a person reflecting in the patio doors. I thought one of the girls had got off the trampoline (which is in the other corner of the garden and cannot physically reflect off the patio due to a wall) and I was seeing their reflection. I turned my head but both girls were still on the trampoline. I thought that was weird so looked again to see if I just imagined it. I saw another outline of a person in the patio doors and it walked away again.

My good friend is a psychic so I mentioned it to here a few weeks later. She in turn mentioned it at her spiritualist group and afterwards my friend called me to say when she had told the group, someone immediately said (who I don't know), yes it was 'x' and 'y' (she gave 2 actual names) to say congratulations.

The names were of my dad and his brother (both dead). Whilst I know that my friend knows my dad's name, his brother died as a baby and I know I have never talked about it with her. I had been offered a new job that morning that I had accepted. I cannot explain it.

Notagain - what were you smoking?

When I was a little Brownie aged 7 in West London, our meetings were held in the hall of an old Norman church. Older Brownies had teased my friend Susan and me that one of the graves near the path by the yew tree was inhabited by 'Creaking Sarah', and she creaked sometimes if you went too near. On our way home, we decided to disprove this silly tale and went right up to the tombstone (It did indeed have Sarah engraved on it), poked our tongues out and sang 'mler mler mler MLER mler'. Suddenly there was a sinister creaking coming from right beside us. I screamed blue murder and Susan wet her pants.
We later found out it was merely the branches of the ancient yew tree rubbing together in the wind!

I love threads like this

Wow!

University. Middle of the night i was asleep in my locked bedroom. I hadnt had any alcohol. Woke up at 2am to see two bright green eyes looking at me and a shadow of a man. I screamed!!!! I felt no fear there just shocked. Turned light on and the eyes vanished. I stayed awake all the rest of the night and never slept alone again in that room. Mum thinks it was a dream but i know what i saw.

alsmutko that is really, really odd. Did the police tell you what it was all about or is it all still a mystery?

Love these!

One night I was staying at my now fiancé's flat and he called me into the kitchen. It was about 11pm and for a change neither of us had been drinking. In the sky outside were 3 slow moving orange lights, followed by another three. All single file and slowly moving out to the sea. We went out and watched them, thinking it was planes but it was silent. The wind direction was sideways to the way they moved so they weren't chinese lanterns but were so evenly spaced. There were about 12 in all.

I took videos and photos and nothing showed up. Scared the shit out of us.

Hotpants - I can't remember what the police said exactly - something about a broken tape machine - but how it managed to repeat one track I don't know.

The bungalow opposite was struck by lightning years ago. It exploded the roof with a terrific bang. I ran out and in their front garden were all these shining lilac-coloured worms of light wriggling across the lawn. It was only the electrical charge earthing, but it was very strange.

Londonrach which university was it? DD is thinking about universities, although I doubt she'd like to stay where there are men with glowing green eyes.

I saw an odd thing years ago. I was in a Greek island, it was late at night and I saw glowing red eyes looking at me, about 30cms off the ground. There were no artificial lights nearby, so I don't know wtf it was - maybe a radioactive polecat?

After my DM had passed away I was listening to some music on a cd player. The ONLY song which would play on the cd was William Orbit's Adagio for Strings, which my DM loved.

I'll share a couple of creepy things that have happened to me. When I was a teenager I seemed to attract creepy people...

I remember clearly one afternoon spent alone at home, at the age of about 15, in daylight hours, and I heard a noise and saw a man in house downstairs. I crept to our backdoor where we kept a cricket bat, and followed the man through the living room, up the stairs, and into the main bedroom. He disappeared into thin air. There was nowhere for the man to go! The windows were shut, too.

One early summer evening we were driving through the countryside with family friends, and I think we had mixed and matched families in the cars as I was sitting in the family friend's car and we were chatting about random things. We began talking about ordinary things we'd never seen or done before, and I suddenly said "I've never ever seen a scarecrow in all the times we've lived and walked in the countryside." Within 5 minutes of saying that, we drove through a village which had a scarecrow festival on, and I shit you not, we probably saw about 150 of the damn things. Everyone just gawped at me a bit - as if I'd known that was going to happen!

I've been followed a few times before, which is always a creepy experience. You can sort of feel the eyes burning in the back of you, and become conscious of someone matching their footsteps to yours. One culminated in an attack. Others post the attack, I ran away from, and one, I detoured a long way to avoid the tramp learning where I lived (this fella actually told me he was following me!).

I once lived in an old, rundown house that had been rented to a group of us fully furnished. Well, not only was it fully furnished, the cupboards were full of their belongings too. To the brim - full of books, clothes, papers, personal letters, certificates, official papers, crockery, ornaments. When we arrived to move in, it was as if time had stood still in 1970, with the peeling 70s style wallpaper and decor, and all the ancient belongings. This house also stood opposite a graveyard. I'm sure it was a housemate being annoying, but he used to swear blind that he wasn't walking up and down the corridor outside my bedroom door, on the hour, every few nights. They were definite footsteps, plodding, quite purposefully. I also used to see lights circling in the sky regularly, for hours at a time. It was just odd all around. No government warnings of test flights or anything like that - which we did used to get notification of when living in another area. My mobile phones used to play up a lot; I had two mobiles with different PAYG tarifs so I could call different friends cheaply. One of my mobiles used to ring randomly, with no number, and no person on the other end. It would just click off. My second mobile rang, and I went to pick it up - it was my first number ringing my second number! But how could that be - because it was in my bag. I grabbed my bag to check my first phone, and the battery was completely dead - there was no way it was a mis-dial. It was utterly bizarre.

Many years ago we were travelling to a sporting event on Lincs/Cambs border and decided to go up overnight and sleep in the camper. It was quite late (and very dark) when we got there and while dinner was being sorted two of us went for a bit of fresh air and a leg stretch.
The land we were parked on had a stone wall on one border and looking beyond that there was the outline of a church, as the moon came out from behind the clouds we could see a hooded figure (think Monk) sitting on the wall a few hundred yards ahead of us. It was very clear and not a shadow/trick of the light and the figure did not move. Friend and I RACED back to the vehicle but said nothing as we had a couple of DC with us.
The next day we went to see the area in daylight and it was a well known 8th century monastery, gives me the willies thinking about it all these years on.

Weirdest thing that happened is a bit unbelievable.

I was living in an apartment with a room mate. I came home one night and I saw her walking past the door inside because the light on the bottom got obstructed like it would with foot steps. I opened the door and heard her running into my bedroom and into the closet. I thought she was going to jump out at me, so to be a smart ass I crept up to the closet to jump out at her instead. Jumped into the closet to scare her. It was empty. Thought she was behind my bed. Nope. I searched the place up and down, there was no one in there. Texted roommate and she was still at work. Freaked me the fuck out. Stayed with DH (bf at the time) for a few days after lying awake all night.

Another time I was cleaning the bathroom and the lightbulb exploded while I was dusting it. That one was easily explained by the rag I was using being a bit wet and cold and the light being hot. But it caught me completely off guard. Parents yelled at me for ruining their bulb and then continued the lecture to apparently not paying attention in science class.