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!

I've got a few, makes me sound decidedly weird but here goes.

When I was a teenager my bed used to shake when I was in it, at first I was terrified & used to call for my Mum but then I got totally used to it. I can't remember how it stopped but it went on for a few years.

Before I got married & moved out, the family had a small black dog, let's call him Ben. One day my Mum, Dad, brother & I were all stood in the living room doorway talking & I saw what looked like the top of Ben going up the stairs, through the rails & skirting board thingy of the staircase. I also heard the thumping noise of him going up. A couple of minutes later, I turned around & Ben was fast asleep, curled up on the sofa. I said "Oh, I was sure I'd just seen/heard Ben go upstairs". My Mum, who was also facing the stairs said she had too. There was no way he could have come back down & past us all without us seeing. Cue much hysteria by me & my Mum & we made my Dad search the upstairs. There was no sign of anything but my Mum & I were convinced it was a big back rat!!

Not long after I got married, I very sadly & suddenly lost my Dad. I stayed with my Mum & slept in my brother's bed (I can't remember where he was). After a sleepless night I must have drifted off, when I heard my Dad say in my ear "Look after your Mum, Willow". It was clear as day & I just answered that I would. I told my mum & brother the following day...Mum was comforted, brother decidedly sceptical to say the least! That night, he heard my Dad say the exact same to him. Who knows, it was probably just our grief, imagining what my Dad would have said but it still makes me feel emotional now, many years later.

Again, related to my Dad dying, which was just before Christmas. On Christmas day itself, I went to the family home to collect my Mum & we were both stood in the kitchen talking. I have never seen anything like it before or since but there was a small light, about the size of a tomato, sortof darting around the kitchen walls. There was nothing that we could see that could have caused this light but we both felt it was related to my Dad & it being Christmas day.

Many years ago ex and I had friends who were renting a cottage in a little village in west Sussex. One night we visited them. stayed 'till about 10. On the drive home, it was a beautiful, freezing cold, moonlit night along narrow, country roads, we were about 15 min's into an hours drive when suddenly the car just died. Headlights, dashboard lights, everything went off and the car coasted to a halt. We sat there for a few seconds in shock. We thought - battery! We both got out and looked under bonnet, nothing. No leads off. Ex nudged me and said "Look" above the tall hedgerow at the side of the road. We both saw was a big, circular object, just like 2 upside down plates against each other. It was just sitting there above the river that was about 70/80 metres away. We reckon it was about 25/30 metres lengthways and about 10 metres high. It was completely silent and the edges of it were blurred, like it was spinning really quickly or there was heat all around it. We absolutely shat ourselves as we watched it for about 5/6 minutes. I still get the pins and needles now just writing this as I did as we watched it.. Slowly it started moving vertically upwards slowly, about 20 metres then it shot off incredibly fast. It left like a trail of silvery, glowing dust which disappeared after about 30 seconds. I know what it sounds like that's why I've only ever told a few people about it. But the car came back to f*ing life just like in a movie. The headlights came on. It started fine so we drove home, really terrified.

I phoned our friends at the cottage the next day, they told us the village was buzzing about it.. Apparently they'd had a 15 min' power black-out. And a UFO had been seen over the past couple of nights, in the same area. Villagers had even reported strange lights coming from the nearby woods.

interesting to see the number of times glowing orb-type objects are mentioned = souls of the deceased? this thread is fascinating!

Whilst in bed in a rather old holiday cottage in Daymer Lane, Cornwall I decided to google who the owners were. It turned out the chap had died in bed there a year before. There was only one double bed....
At the time I was feeding my daughter twice a night and was terrified. The house had quite an atmosphere.

sourdrawers that sounds terrifying.

MamaLazarou: It looks like a pink blanket, folded up and squashed down by the box/an object on top of it

Oh on the glowing orbs subject I have a very recent story about that.

My DD recently had her (frozen) birthday party in the house. We were playing a team game where they had to build a snowman by wrapping one child from each team in toilet roll and decorating them with scarves / hats etc.

Anyway my mum was videoing it on her phone as it was a great laugh. When we watched the video back you can clearly see orbs flying in front of the screen everytime my DD was in the shot.

My mum thinks it was my gran who died a couple of years ago. She loved my DD, and children in general and I know she would have loved that party.

name check

Posting under a name change because my sister knows this experience and also posts here. I don't want her seeing all my posting history

Some years back, I decided to go on a trip with a few of my family members and extended family to the house we grew up in. We had been members of a non-mainstream religion, and had sold the house to members of the same religion (who we had been to church with) when we moved, so we knew already they would allow us in if they were still there.

After looking around, generally having a nice time, etc, one of the older women living there said to me that one of the rooms in the downstairs really creeped her out (my paraphrasing), and had we ever had any problems with it.

We hadn't, but when I asked for elaboration, she said she kept getting glimpses of a little girl in there, writing on the walls.

That little girl was me. It had been my bedroom. I was badly abused by my father and depressed, and used to write on the walls with my own blood before cleaning it all up.

I didn't tell her. I'm also not actually a ghost yet... at least I hope not.

Oh alreadyaghost that's SO sad.

Alreadyaghost, you just made me cry. Hope you're ok now.

Oh ghost, I hope you are ok now.

When I was 18 I had been babysitting with my bf at a friend's house in the country. The house was on a hill in the middle of a wood, and we were driving a mini. As we drove away from the track to the house and along the road through part of the wood which had high embankments, a cat jumped down onto the road in front of the car. But it wasn't a normal cat, it was almost the height of the car, black and looked like a puma or a jaguar. My bf slammed the brakes on and we skidded to a halt maybe 5 feet away from it. The headlights light up its eyes and it just stood there, looking at us for almost a minute. I was terrified, and when it took a step towards the car I screamed, and it took off, running up the embankment on the other side of the road. I felt very vulnerable in that little car!

Oh please no don't be sad anyone. It was a long, long time ago now, and I am happy as anyone can hope to be, with just the normal burdens of life.

I have DCs and a DH to love, and am loved well in return, and the people who caused me pain in life are no longer in it. Thank you for your concern though lovelies

My Grandmother was holidaying in Spain when my DF was taken ill back in England. He was only 54 and sadly he passed away. It came to light on their return from holiday that my grandma had felt an urge to go into a Spanish cathedral and pray whilst away ( not usually religious). The day she did so was the same day my DF died. The cathedral was that of St Michael and my dad's name was Michael.

tykeisagirl your post reminded me of yet another story.

There's a small theatre in Norwich called the Maddermarket. It's said to be haunted by a monk (isn't it always a monk?!) as it's near or on the site of a monastery or friary. There were many in medieval Norwich.
A colleague took her class of 9yr olds to see a play there, one especially produced for school parties. When they all came out at the end, she asked her class if they'd enjoyed it. One girl said she had, but didn't much like the man in a dark robe who just stood at the side of the stage and didn't speak. When questioned, the others hadn't seen him, but the little girl had. Wisely, her teacher let it pass, but told me later. I'd heard about the ghost so I related the story to her. She was absolutely freaked out and vowed she'd never take a class there again!

this is giving me the eeby geebies !!

Several years ago when I was living with my ex one night I had trouble sleeping. I got out of bed at about 1am and went to watch tv in the front room, which I hardly ever did, usually stayed in bed to try and go back to sleep.

A couple of minutes after I switched the light on the landline rang. I picked it up and it was some bloke asking what I was doing. I asked who it was and he said his name was Joe. I said I didn't know any Joe and it must be a wrong number. He said 'you don't know me, but I know you baby'.

I was terrified for months, never found out who it was and whether it was someone outside the house or it was sheer coincidence that some creepy random bloke called my number just after I switched the light on....had never happened before and never happened again.

To me that's scarier than any ghost!

When I was around 13 me and my best friend were home alone in her house. We were downstairs when we heard a strange noise... Followed it up three stories to her bedroom to find a battery-less old fashioned alarm clock ringing and a cupboard (with a really stiff door and key which we normally struggled to open) ajar...

We never did explain it, needless to say we hid until her mum returned!

Also, same friend was sleeping over at my house around the same time and I had just got a new stereo...woke up to a very faint child's voice singing in what sounded like Japanese. Think eerie psychological thriller nursery rhyme. Turned out the new stereo was on and had had tuned into some station, but still not a comforting sound to wake to!

Maybe it wasn't the best idea to read these right before bed... wees self

In all seriousness, I love these threads!!!!

BlowTheBloodyDoorsOff Same here.. I started reading this thread earlier this evening and just couldn't stop myself carrying on after DP went to bed. Whyyyyyy??

I seem to get a lot of strange coincidences, as does my twin sister. For example, I hadn't heard from a good friend for a couple of months (he'd moved away) - we tend to take a long time to reply to text messages to each other sometimes, but when we do reply, it's like no time has passed at all. Anyway, it was my friend's 'turn' to reply, and it had been a while. I idly thought to myself one day, "Oh, I wonder how [friend] is doing. It's been ages since I heard from him.." Later that very evening, he texted me to catch up. I did tell him about my thought earlier in the day, and we joked that I'd sent him some telepathic signal to hurry up and reply!

Another one, and sorry if this is long but there's a little backstory to it..
I don't have a lot of great memories growing up (dad was abusive to my mum, in every way), but one period of time that I remember as being happy was when me, my mum and my sister got a little addicted to entering (and winning) competitions on the radio. We ended up winning so many times, it was incredible to be honest (must have been more than 15 over about a year and a half). The first one we won really stuck in my mind, as it was the trigger for the start of that happy time. We had to name a song and artist, and it was Torn by Natalie Umbruglia. (will get to why this is relevant)

My mum died in 2011, she was only 46 and I was devastated. She was an alcoholic and died from multiple organ failure. I wasn't able to say goodbye, as she was unconscious when we got to the hospital and we had to agree to the machine being switched off. I hadn't seen her for a few years previous as I had moved away.

Recently I went back to visit my brothers, and my DP took me to see her grave. To my shame I couldn't remember the cemetery as I'd only been there once and it was in the fog of grief. I hadn't mentioned to my brothers that I would be going, and felt too ashamed to admit that I didn't know where exactly it was, so we made our way back home without being able to see it.

Now I just have to add that I never listen to music when I'm alone - I prefer to be in silence tbh. But the next day, sitting home alone I decided to put the tv on to a music channel - picked the first one I saw in the list. The very song that was playing at that moment - Torn by Natalie Umbruglia. I sat and sobbed for quite some time.

As a child I moved house very frequently as parents were property developers. I used to go to school in the morning and be driven to a different house in the evening. It never bothered me I liked the change.

One house though we pulled up to I said to my mum this is not a nice house we shouldn't live here. Mum said don't worry it won't be for long. In today's market this house would be around the £650-750k mark.

We had two dogs that were not allowed upstairs on in the formal lounge and this was the case for every house and they never broke it, except not every night but an awful lot of nights at 8pm, they'd both race up the stairs into the spare bedroom then act like they were chasing something bark snapping at something shoot down the stairs through the hall into the formal lounge across the room to the far wall and bark like crazy for a couple of mins, then turn and slope out of the room as they knew they shouldn't have been in there.

No one was happy in that house, friends wouldn't come to the house more than once or twice. My parents after 35years of happy marriage (and they both say 20 years on they were happy until that house) got divorced.

We found out speaking to neighbours etc that 3 previous couples had divorced in that house prior to my parents plus 2 people had committed suicide whilst living at that house (1 in the house 1 elsewhere), and the next two couples to live in the house divorced.

I don't know what's happened since that as no longer live in the area, but personally I think the only thing that house was fit for was being knocked down.

I honestly don't know why that house is so bad, I've never known a property like it and friends will still comment on the "evil" house.

Did anyone know if any sort of tragic event had occurred in the house at any time in the past?