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!

My grandad died when I was 14 and because he lived in Ireland I wasn't able to go to the funeral, but my DM went. The day of the funeral in April the mourners were all stood at the grave as the coffin was lowered in. My DM used to tell me about how in Ireland it was believed that if snow fell on the coffin it meant that the departed had gone straight to heaven. It was quite a nice day for April, and just as the coffin lay in the ground ready to be filled in my DM heard someone say "what a pity that he didn't get the snow"..... At the very moment she said it there was one fall of snow which covered the coffin white. It then immediately stopped. This gave so much comfort to my DM, she knew then that her dear Father was safe.

Tarashill that's lovely. What a comfort that must have been for your mum

I've never had a ghostly experience but I love the 'things getting lost and showing up in other places. That has happened to me.
DH and I used to belong to this club that required us to show a membership card whenever we went.
We went regularly enough. My card was always in the same place in my purse.
One time we went and when I went looking for my member ship card it was gone. DH took his out and showed it to the guy on the desk. (They always would have a good look at the card and make sure that they were valid). After it had been handed back to him he noticed that it was actually my card.
So weird. Either DH had been using my card for months and getting in using a card with mrs 'r female name' and I had been using his and getting in with MR 'Male name' or my card had mysteriously transported itself to his wallet.
His card never turned up again.

My brother lost a paycheque once. He tore the house apart looking for it and then eventually admitted defeat and went into his job to ask them to cancel the cheque and issue a new one.
When he arrived home with the new cheque first thing he saw was the original cheque on the couch

I regularly get up at 6am to be collected by a friend at 6.30am. I always am careful to set my alarm and also my kids often wake up at around 6 am too.
One morning I woke up and checked my phone, 5.55am. I went to the loo and when I came back the time on the phone was still showing 5.55. I looked out the window just in time to see my friend driving off up the road. It was actually 6.35. She had been banging on the door, she'd rung the house phone and both my mobile and dh's and no one in the house had heard a thing.
I truely believe that there was some reason I wasn't supposed to be on the road that morning.

When I was about 12 I used to come home from school and let myself in. One day after arriving home I decided to visit my friend across the road. I left the door shut but not locked so I didn't need my keys.

After visiting my friend and returning home I went to get my keys to unlock the mailbox. I could not find them anywhere. I was sure I left them at home and begun to worry that someone had been in the house. I checked near the house alarm in my parents wardrobe. I saw my keys inside a jar or hair gel on a shelf in the wardrobe. There was no logical reason for them being there, under a screwed on lid.

Also at night I often heard the light switches going on and of and the sliding doors on their runners.

Another time I was crossing the road to school and went to step into the road. A car was approaching but put on their blinker to turn a corner before where I was standing. I went to step onto the road and physically felt myself being pulled backwards by what felt like my bag. I actually lost balance as I was mid step and stumbled backwards.

The car didn't turn and went straight. If I hadn't been pulled back I would have been hit.

Funnily enough the van that almost hit me was from our local motoring association, who my mother worked for at the time.

Oh I have another one not really too woo but still odd. Just a few weeks before last Christmas I was at DM cleaning her house and was looking in her paperwork draw for a plastic wallet for some papers I was tidying. Anyway I came across a plastic wallet filled with cards people sent DM when grandad died 4 years ago- I read some cards and also looked at his funeral service you know the paper with the hymns, picture of the person and poems on etc. I was with DS2 and took it out and was like look this is your great grandad. I then looked out the French doors and saw a little Robbin sitting on the garden table. It kept flying away then coming straight back and did this a few times. The next morning I was giving the kids a bath and had a call from DM saying she had sad news my grandma (grandads wife) had died that night. I took the kids out the bath went into my kitchen and there was a Robbin sitting outside the window. I know around Christmas time you see Robbins but those were the only two I saw this winter so far. I googled animal meaning Robbin and some people saw like feathers they are sign from heaven. Not 100% a believer in all stuff like this but it's still odd!

I'm not really woo, but I wouldn't mind being and am open to the possibility of all that sort of stuff, IYKWIM?!

My ex DP was living temporarily with his parents when we got together. His DP's house was really old, parts of it dating back over 200 years. We'd hear footsteps upstairs when there was nobody else at home, doors would close for no reason (no breeze or draught behind them), etc.

One night we were asleep in bed, it must have been about 3am, and I woke up because it felt like something was squashing my feet. There was a woman in a black cloak sitting on the end of the bed, sideways on so I could see her profile. My ex woke up at the same time, asked her what she wanted and she sort of drifted off into the wardrobe

My parents' old sofa and armchairs had really soft seat cushions, and the rule was that the last person to go to bed each night had to plump up all the cushions and turn them over, so it "looked nice" the next morning. My DPs were on holiday for two weeks, my DB was away with his mates and I was in between houses (I was about 25) so was staying at my DPs house on my own.

I was on my way out to work about halfway through the first week, when I noticed that the middle sofa cushion had an arse imprint in it, like someone had sat there after I'd locked up and gone to bed. I'd definitely, absolutely, categorically done all the cushions the night before - I wouldn't have left just one not done, and I never sat in that middle portion of the sofa anyway. I didn't sleep very well until my DB got back from his holiday!

Oh, and another, but this one is my aunt's.

The Christmas before she died, my DGM (my aunt's mum) had bought all her grandchildren a Lindt reindeer, with the red ribbon and the bell on. Some of the grandchildren tucked in straight away, and my aunt noticed one of the ribbons on the floor. She picked it up and sort of draped it over the corner of a Christmas card, meaning to put it in the bin later, but she forgot. Christmas came and went, the cards were taken down and put for recycling and the decorations were packed away.

My DGM fell ill suddenly, about three weeks after Christmas, and passed away. On the morning of the funeral, my aunt was getting ready and got her black cardigan out of the wardrobe. As she put it on, she felt something inside the sleeve. It was a Lindt red ribbon with a bell on it. It would be easy to say that the ribbon had got snagged on the cardigan, but my aunt clearly remembers she hadn't worn that cardigan at all over Christmas, and in fact hadn't worn it since a concert she went to in the October. Nice to think that DGM was saying goodbye

Great stories!
Thought I'd add one of mine that seems creepier to me now than it did at the time!
When I was about 12 I shared a room with my little sister. Our parents were big on second hand furniture and we ended up with a huge dark wood Victorian wardrobe in our room; I imagine it would have been quite grand in its day but it was a bit dull and old-fashioned to us. It had a small lock with a key but this never worked.
Anyway I just remember the door would never shut right, and even when it was clicked shut it always swung open with an awful spooky creaking sound! It happened if we were watchin tv, or playing, and worse was if it happened in the middle of the night. We started leaving it open before we went to bed so it wouldn't creak open and scare us half to death.
Anyway on a couple of occasions I remember waking up and the door being shut in the morning when we knew it had been left open purposely the night before, it was so weird and did spook us a bit but we never thought to ask our parents to get rid of it! We were always too scared to poke our heads inside it though, it was so dark inside, almost pitch black, and smelt old and damp and musty. We never ever hung anything in it, it remained empty all the years it stood there! And there was a full length mirror inside the door but we were both too scared to look in it!
I feel creeped out thinking about it....

Gabadot Have you read the lost time thread?www.mumsnet.com/Talk/_chat/2291583-Have-you-ever-lost-time

Gabsdot, even.

When I was in my teens I would get strange episodes that can only be described as time slips I suppose. It would start with a buzzing sound in my ears and I would be looking at wherever I was but years before. Everything would seem slightly grey and as if in flat light and hardly anything moved. Most of them seemed fleeting only but one seemed to go on for a long time. I was standing in the front garden of the house I grew up in, the ears buzzed and the next second I was effectively looking at the landscape before the row of houses were built. There was a searchlight camp where our house was during the war but even that wasn't there, just open countryside and fields. I would suddenly snap out of it but felt a bit strange for an hour or so afterwards. I had them frequently as a teen and then one more when I was in my early thirties but that was related to stress as I was on the way to an interview and had taken a wrong turn and made the stupid decision to carry on in the hope I would find my way and knew I would be late. I was driving through flat grey countryside for a few seconds or so and then snapped out of it. I have not had one since then and am middle aged now.

Not really scary but a strange coincidence..
As a child I went on holiday with my dad, and had bought presents for grandparents who lived just round the corner. The day we got back i'd woke up and said I might go see my grandparents, then decided I couldn't really be bothered and was going to have a lazy day instead, I said i'd go the following day instead. My dad was insistent that I go visit and take them their present (not even his parents, my mum's). In the end I went, and it was the last time I ever saw my grandad, as he died suddenly that afternoon after having an allergic reaction. Strange to think that if my dad hadn't insisted, i'd never have seen him again.

Ye Gods Gelfbride... That's.... words fail me!!!

Scaryface1 that's happened to me! & not just the once!! I was very close to my nan, but I remember i was home from Uni & dad had said to visit her, I said no I didn't want to & for some strange reason we never did all just went as a family, and that was the last time we saw her.
Same happened with my best friend, she use to talk for England on the phone, remember her calling me, thinking she'll be on the phone for ages, can't be bothered.... But I did pick up..,& to this day I Am so thankful I did!!! Was last time I spoke to her few days later she was killed in a car crash xxx

When I was 18 my younger sister found an injured hedgehog and I helped to nurse it back to health, mostly using milk in a rubber cleaning glove.
'Spikey' made a good recovery, and we became good friends but a few weeks later I had to move down south for work.
After a few months I got time off and headed back up North to see the family. No signal on the journey and it was pitch black when I got off the bus.
As I headed through the dark, a snow storm hit and I was totally lost. Then I felt a nudge on my leg. It was 'Spikey'
He led me past some new earthworks, which I realised was a new dam, then he led me home. If it hadn't been for him, I would have fallen in and died.
When I got home, I told mum how 'Spikey' had saved my life. I reached down to stroke him, but he wasn't there.

There was silence.

'Spikey died two weeks ago' mum said

Gelfbride that is amazing, yours and some other posts on here really make you wonder about the nature of time

Thought i'd have a quick look here before bed and noticed there were 666 posts so had to post something to change it!!

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Popcorn

This thread is brilliant, sad and petrifying at the same time.

spikey the hedgehog

A strange thing that often happens to me is, do you know when sometimes the words of a song come into your head and sometimes you sing them aloud but sometimes you don't, my DH often starts singing the song aloud of the one that was in my head. It's inexplicable, sometimes it's an obscure song from years ago that never gets played on the radio. Either I must be telepathically passing my thoughts to him or the other way round. This happens very often as well.

An old family friend died, she was a very humorous lady and loved animals. She always fed the birds in her garden and particularly loved seagulls, even though her neighbours complained, she kept feeding them. She was quite a rebel (sheltered housing - so you can guess how much outrage there was!) We always joked with her about it, and bought her seagull related cards, presents etc.
So at the funeral I was sat by the window. There was a low building next to the hall where it was being held. As there service started a seagull flew down and sat on the roof of this building. Not so strange, but it sat completely still and looked in at us for about 20 minutes before flying away. Literally not moving, just looking in at the congregation. I am convinced she was saying goodbye although I know that's mad!!

Dodgedanasbo. If I ever found myself needing to be led home by a creature in a snowstorm I'd wish for something a little quicker than a hedgehog.

Just remembered a wedding one. It was in mid August. The bell ringers failed to show up. Halfway through the ceremony the sky went really dark and there was a huge thunderbolt followed by hail. Whilst the vows were being said, a black cat ran into the church and up to the altar and had to be removed.

Loads of people had arguments at the reception and there was an awful atmosphere. It was the oddest wedding I've ever been to despite the family in general being lovely.

They were divorced 3 years later after she ran off with his best mate.