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

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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!

This isn't spooky, just coincidental. When the Chris Moyles show was still on in the mornings, they used to have a feature on Fridays when each of the team members could select any song from any era, and they would play it. I was listening, about 3-4 years ago, and thought of a slightly obscure song from about 1996 that I liked and hoped they would play. Then I thought 'gosh wouldn't it be weird if they did play it!'. Then I thought 'wouldn't it be weird if I thought all of this and then they played it!'. I'm sure you can guess that the next song they played was the one in my head, which I had never heard them play before in this segment and which had been released about 15 years earlier...

Fluffy I thought for a moment you said it was your DH who was thrown off the bed!!

Dh wouldn't fit on my lap

toffee looks like a hand to me

suddenly I think both your stories are beautiful! you must be in touch with something deep and special somewhere

Two things related to one incident

My mum passed when I was in my early twenties, the night she died we were with her, when we got home from the hospital the house felt busy, sounds odd, but it felt alive, full of energy, it was really odd.

I have always been petrified of supernatural stuff, not helped by my mum being a believer and her mum a medium. That night I was dropping off to sleep and I felt a hand on my foot, I was in bed and something rubbed my foot as if to say now now, freaked me right out

The day of her funeral I was getting ready and the lights in all the rooms dipped from fully lit to zero twice, was very odd

I dunno, could have been grief but scared the sh1t out of me, never want to experience anything like it again

MamaLazarou did anything spooky ever happen in that house where the photo was taken?

When I was 10 I had two very vivid dreams on two consecutive nights.

In the first one I was on a plane and I, along with the other passengers, knew it was going to crash into a building. Everyone was panicking and I can remember I was frantically looking for my parents and I was crying because I couldn't find them. I could feel the plane getting lower and more and more out of control. Then it crashed into a building as I knew it would and I woke up.

In the second dream I was in my bedroom and I remember it was getting dark outside. I was on my own and I just knew that a plane was approaching and was going to crash into my bedroom. I remember frantically trying to open my bedroom door to escape but it wouldn't budge. I was also calling out for my parents and crying because they weren't there just like in the first dream. Then at this point I heard the plane approaching my bedroom and I could hear it getting closer. Then it crashed into my bedroom and I woke up.

The September 11 terrorist attacks were about a week after.

I think it was probably just a coincidence but as a 10 year old it really freaked me out.

I have one that makes me feel really weird!

Me and DH were staying in a hotel for the night in the West Country when I was pregnant with DS1 and the hotel seemed nice enough but had some odd features. Anyway we settled in the room at about 11pm to sleep and I just couldn't sleep at all because I felt whatever direction I lay in, someone was looking into my eyes, I felt everything other than actually seeing someone and I rolled in every direction and I could still feel them watching me.

In the morning I was in the bar with DH waiting for some friends and I looked on trip advisor for reviews on my phone, it's just something I always do. I saw a couple of reviews saying the place was creepy and then a link to a blog saying the place was haunted and there was a lot of ghostly activity in The room I stayed in. It was haunted by Nuns apparently. Won't be going back!

I did a PGCE and lived for a year in a shared house. The stairs were up the middle of the house, my room was to the right at the top of the stairs, across the front of the building, and to the left at the top of the stairs was a corridor with the other two bedrooms, one off to the side and one at the end.

I used to hear footsteps reasonably frequently along the corridor, but one particular night was really creepy. I woke up to hear something heavy being dragged along the corridor. I could hear the fabric on carpet drag sound. It was coming down the corridor towards my room. I lay petrified watching the door and then whatever it was turned the corner to go down the stairs - and as it went round the corner my door got bumped and rattled, i SAW it. Then the sound stopped. I lay there for about 3 or 4 minutes totally petrified, then heard my housemate's door open - the one at the end of the corridor. I opened my door as well, thinking he was being brave and coming out to investigate. 'What the fuck was that?' I asked...and he had no idea what I was talking about, he had just got up for a pee having that moment woken up. I know it wasn't him because he came from where the noise started, not where it ended. We investigated downstairs and nothing was out of place. Never did find out what it was, but it sounded exactly like someone dragging a body.

isshoes What song was it? Was it "Not So Manic Now"?

Bellarina - we didn't live there long. We never experienced anything outright spooky there but it had a very cold, unhappy feel to it and I suffered from insomnia almost every night.

No it was Love Rollercoaster by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. Why did you ask about that specific song?

isshoes Sorry, it was just a song that came into my head and when I looked it up it was from 1996, so thought it might have been that.

Well that would have been even weirder!

Thanks, frizz - no, she wasn't a hateful person, and I imagine it probably says more about my reaction to the situation than anything else.

I don't think the jeweller took those pieces, though, as he ended up replacing them with newly-made pieces that were worth more than what was lost (at least in terms of money - personally, I'd much rather have my mom's jewellery back!) I still miss them often because of their connection to her. (Mom, if you're out there and listening, I'd really appreciate a ghostly intervention like Josie's!)

Needless to say, if this SHOULD happen, I will be back posthaste to report on this thread, with my skepticism in tatters...

My brother was the one who could "feel" things. When he was vey young, about 6 he wouldn't go into the house when my mother brought us home from school. He was in tears about the terrible phone call. Even though he'd been at school all day so hadn't heard one.

Anyway after my mum had gone inside, and left the door open for my brother to come in, the phone rang and she answered it to be told that her grandmother had died at 2.00 that afternoon.

The next time was 10 years ago when my Father died. I was at the hospital and was told he didn't have long. My Brother was working in London and asked to be kept informed as when the time was close he would leave work and come to the hospital. I was going to leave my fathers bedside and go to call him, when my Father took his last breath and died.

As I walked out of the ward so I could call him, my phone rang and it was my brother saying he knew he was to late, but was on his way.

WannaBe what did you do with the box? Did you ever put anything else in it?

Oh I love these threads!

When I worked as a carer I had a strange experience on a sleep in, in one of the houses I worked at.

The sleep in room was a very small box room with a staff bed in and with a lockable door.

I woke up around 2am and could hear people calling out my name. It sounded like there was a party going on just outside the locked door. I could hear chattering and faint music, then a man started knocking on the door 'Come on Sliced you're missing the fun, let us in!' It sounds friendly but I could feel the malice through the door.

I woke up (you know, the proper sit up straight gasping for air getting up when you are scared) My then bf was sat next to me stroking my hair. He had his favourite jumper on and I was comforted by the smell of his aftershave.

All of a sudden I got really confused and asked him what he was doing at my work. He didn't say anything, just kept stroking my hair. Then my mobile started ringing and it was bf calling me. 'Fake' bf then started to strangle me.

I woke up again. I was so relieved to have woken up properly. Then the bed raised up and thumped down a few times. I can remember thinking 'please no more'. The bed rose up and stood on its foot but I didn't fall out. I could see out of the window.

Then the bed dropped down and that was the end. I know, it reads like a bad ghost story but it's still so clear in my mind. The only thing I an say is that a few odd things happened while I was with this ex and he turned out to be a physically abusive wanker who attacked me a few times before I got up the balls to leave.

The only other thing that's happened to me was like the old succubus/ old hag stories ish.

I woke up at home next to the then bf. I couldn't move and was really terrified. I tried to wake bf but couldn't talk or even squeak.

Then I felt a cold hand going up my leg., and something bit my chest. The only thing I could move was my hand which flopped out of the bed and had what felt like a cold hard....ahem put in it.

Sound hilarious now, really wasn't at the time.

Properly shit me up that one. I moved back to my mums for weeks.

Has anyone read the book of 'the perfect storm'?

About 2 years after the fishing vessel Andrea-Gail disappears and no one is found, just some debris, a man walks in to a bar.

The bar is owned by Ethel Shatford, whose son was on the Andrea-Gail and is assumed dead. Everyone in the bar falls silent and stares at this man because it is Bobby, Ethel's son.

Ethel is behind the bar and says to the man, "Everyone is staring at you because you are the spitting image of my son".

The man is a complete stranger, never been in the area before, doesn't know about the tragedy but when shown a picture of Bobby agrees he would have sworn the picture was of him.

So Itsgoingtoreindeer It's possible your daughter does have a double

God Sliced that sounds terrifying. Weirdly enough, do you think perhaps something was trying to warn you about this guy?

Oh yes Bellerina2

That one was definitely worth warning about.

It's just reminded me actually, something happened at Christmas that freaked me out for a few days.

I was standing at the kitchen sink when it felt like someone pinched me. As I looked at my arm a blue bruise started to show.

Really freaked me out until dp said he thought sometimes veins could pop by themselves

I've a UFO one tell you tomorrow. place marking..

When I was in my early twenties I was working as a technician in a regional theatre. Like most theatres this one was said to be haunted, and I had an experience which may have been supernatural. One day I was tidying the sub stage, the area directly below the stage, and I heard the sound of things being dragged around loudly above me. There was no mistaking where the noise was coming from, the head hight in the sub stage was only about seven foot, and the stage was only made of wooden boards so there was no kind on insulation. The dragging sound went on for about ten minutes, I thought it was a bit odd as we were dark at the time (ie no show on) but I assumed that there was some kind of maintenance work going in that I wasn't aware of. I eventually came back up to the stage and was surprised to find no one there and no sign of anything large or heavy enough to have made the sounds I'd heard. I went to the office and spoke to the only other two people in the building that day, the manager and her assistant, who both swore blind that no one had been working on the stage.

This one comes from DH. When he was in his teens his parents owned a pub and they all lived above it. The building was very old, 17th century mostly, and DH's bedroom was at the top of the building under the eves. They had a chocolate lab who slept in his room, and apparently every night at the same time the dog would stop dead, her hackles would rise and she'd growl at an invisible something which she would track across the room with her head to a point half way up the wall.