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!
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JudgeyHotPants · 22/12/2014 13:24
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Not creepy but comforting. The day before my father died he lifted his arms out and looked to the ceiling in his hospital room...he hadn't spoken for several days but as he raised his arms and looked at the ceiling he said, "Mama" like a small child would say....it comforted us as we felt he was actually seeing his mum and she was waiting for him when he crossed over
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What a great thread! Thanks to all the posters 
I've not got anything exciting to report in comparison with those above, but here are my strange experiences, for what they're worth and to keep the thread going. In no particular order...
I moved to a small country cottage a number of years ago. Several times (maybe 5 maximum) I've noticed the smell of pipe tobacco in the sitting room. There's no way for it to have got in from outside - the walls are more than a foot thick, and in any event my neighbour is not a smoker. There was nothing sinister or frightening about it.
About twenty years ago I took my cousin wild camping for a night. I used to do it often, but he'd never camped before. We drove to the Lakes and walked up from (I think it was) Ambleside onto a hill - maybe about 1000 feet up. We pitched two small tents and then sat chatting in one of them. It wasn't late, but it was dark. I was on the left and my cousin was on the right. Because he was 6' tall and the tent was small it was a bit of a squeeze, and so I was sitting up against the wall of the tent. Suddenly, with no warning, something substantial thumped into me from outside the tent. I got the shock of my life, and virtually levitated across the tent towards my cousin! There was no sound at all from outside, and so a few moments later, when the initial shock had subsided, I leaned forwards and unzipped the door. There was nothing there. My initial thought was that it must have been a sheep (although I've never known one to run into a tent before), but there were no sheep around. Shane and I actually got out and walked around for 10 or 15 minutes searching for sheep, in the hope of putting our minds at rest, but there simply weren't any. To this day I have absolutely no idea what it might have been, but it was pretty scary!
When I was a teenager and still living at my parents' house I often lay awake late at night reading in bed, when everybody else was in bed and asleep. My bedroom was above the kitchen, and from time to time I used to hear what sounded like ordinary domestic noises coming from down there - chairs moving, the sound of a mug being placed on a table - that sort of thing. One night I'd heard something of the sort and I went to wake my parents, who were sleeping in the next room, because it was strange and creepy. All three of us went downstairs but there was nothing to see. I think my Dad and I also went outside together to look around in case there was a prowler. (The house was quite remote, on a little plot of land - no other houses within about half a mile.) We found nothing, though. I remember I was terrified following Daddy around in the dark! Anyway, we went back in and all prepared to return to bed. Because I was now frightened I took possession of the cat, Zebedee, and carried her up with me for comfort. For reasons I don't quite understand I decided to turn off my bedroom light (WTF? Why?!), and as I did so the cat jumped out of my arms and spat at something in the dark 
She was quite an elderly cat at that point, and I'd never known her to spit at anything ever before. She ran out of the room, and I turned the light back on. I think it must have been several years before I ever attempted to sleep with the bedroom light off again
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