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!

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I was in the hospital with my 4th child, and it was a planned c/section. Afterwards, I went into the bathroom and saw a lady wearing pink pyjamas. She then disapeared! I wondered if it was the morphene... I was given so much, when the produced ds4 I didn't really care!

I've never mentioned this "publicly" before, but years ago we had a friend whose daughter had a terminal illness. On holiday we saw a gravestone (one of those buried in the church floor) bearing the same - admittedly fairly popular - name with the date: 23rd May

We obviously never mentioned this to our friend, but sure enough her daughter passed on that date. In 2012 we re-visited the church, thinking to put a little posy on the stone of the girl with the shared name

There was no gravestone there

bells I think I saw west too when I was a kid. I think he had a young girl in the car.
Do you live near, cos I do so definitely possible it was him.

2 days before I got my bfp I had a very vivid dream that I was in labour and having the epidural needle in my spine. I wondered if it was a sign and tested the next morning but it was another day before I got a positive.

About 10 years ago my dp and I were sitting in a small pub in Amsterdam. A lady sitting at the bar kept on looking at us.
Later on she went to the bathroom, came back and sat next to us at the bar. She told dp, 'your sisters are looking for you'
They had never met, the lady did not know any relatives of dp.
Dp had lost contact with his family 15 years before that, due to something that happened after his dm funeral.

We had a chat with her, she was lovely, explained that she sometimes can see or sense things.

Back in the uk we did some research for contact details, which was quite easy as one sister still lived at the same address and dp ended up calling his sister. They confirmed they had been trying to find him for years, without any luck as dp had moved to a different country.

I lived in an old building when doing my nurse training. Had my boyfriend staying over and heard him gasp in the middle of the night. He'd woken up and seen a woman walk towards and then through the door.
As we were taking about it an ornament flew from the side of the room onto the bed. Was a good 8 foot away and landed with a bang.
Neither of us slept the rest of that night!

I was on a bus going north through Holborn towards Islington with a friend, late one Friday night. I became aware of a man sitting behind me with only the white of his eyes visible, and he was mumbling utter gibberish in some language I did not recognize. He had army green clothes and long rasta style dreads, and he creeped me out. I said to my friend, lets just get off the bus. So we left. He then looked at me, and staggered out of the bus, so my mate and I started running, and the creepy man started chasing after us.

I should at this point say that Holborn is rather deserted on a late Friday night, so it was pretty freaky. We ran out in to the middle of the road, hailing down a meeting cab, and got in while the bloke caught up and was banging on the window as the cab sped off.

Oh, and the time me and the same friend was sitting on the Norther Line train to Stockwell, and right opposite us in the otherwise empty train was this really strange looking little man, that was assembling a rifle in his bag, while looking at me. We ran for the exit JUST as the doors were closing, to prevent him from following us off the train.

Those were the days.

This is an awesome thread!

Oh, I just discovered gardening in a small rented flat in Kennington, it had a small patio garden and I loved it. One day I dug up some gold jewelry that was hidden in the raised beds. I washed it and brought it into my bedroom.

I had an really angry old woman with her hair in a bun looking in through our bedroom window the entire night. I could even smell her powdered lavender talc.

The next morning I put the jewelry back where I found it.

I had a spate of phone calls on my landline - I could hear people talking but not to me - one day my DH answered it when it happened and freaked because he thought he heard my voice or a recording of it - we ended up contacting the freaky call hotline at BT, they looked into it, and our phone was being randomly called by an emergency telephone installed in a lift! No one was dialling but when it connected, we could hear whoever was in the flat.

Lift I mean!

Also, when I was 15, I was coming down the stairs in my boyfriends house, and saw a man with dark hair, I assumed to be his stepdad, walk from the living room into the dining room. I said hello and he didn't reply. I got my cigarettes from the living room, went back upstairs and told my bf his stepdad was ignorant - he was confused because his mum and stepdad were out at the time and there was no one else in the house! I went so white, he said, he completely freaked out!

I would say that generally I do not believe in the supernatural at all, but just recently had a very mysterious, spooky event. I have three rings which I wear together on an everyday basis so, if I take them off, I take all of them off together. They then tend to lie around in a little glittering heap in various parts of the house until I put them on again. A couple of weeks ago, I found two of my rings lying on the glass coffee table in our sitting room, where I had obviously left them the day before, but there was no sign whatsoever of the third one. After a thorough search of the table (there were some books and papers on it), the carpet under the table, the sofa etc, I began to panic as I couldn't find it anywhere. At this point, my husband came home for lunch and also searched the table, taking everything off it and searching the whole area but in vain. At this point, I was getting really worried and thought it must have been accidentally thrown out - I had a bad cold at the time, and the only explanation I could come up with was that I had put a tissue down on top of it and then put them both in the bin.

I had to go out at this point to collect something from a shop and, on the way home, resigned myself to putting on plastic gloves and sifting through the contents of our rubbish bin. However, when I went into the sitting room, the first thing I saw was my missing diamond ring, glittering brightly slap bang in the middle of the coffee table where both my husband and I had searched several times. I rushed to the table and put it on, but with a very strange, spine-tingling feeling as it had definitely not been there when I left. I phoned my husband to see if he had returned home while I was out and found it, but he hadn't and was as mystified as me. It was as if, while I was out, a hand had picked up the ring from wherever it was and placed it in the middle of the table where it couldn't be missed. It was the spookiest thing that's ever happened to me because it had no possible "logical" explanation.

Until very recently I lived in an all-female flatshare. I work funny shifts and do a lot of travelling in my job, so there were a lot of times I'd come back in the afternoon absolutely shattered, curl up on the sofa and crash out for an hour or two.

Once I woke up in that weird state where you're aware but not quite, iykwim. I heard someone come up the stairs, really heavy footsteps, open the lounge door, and then a man's voice swearing then crashing out of the room.

I hadn't opened my eyes through all this, and sort of then woke up properly and convinced myself I dreamt it. But when I went downstairs to get a coffee, the patio door was unlocked.

When I was 11 I had a very vivid dream about a car chase. I was watching it happen like I was watching a film- a black car was driving along at night along a well lit, but quiet road. It was going fast, being followed by other cars and the road sloped down into a tunnel. This black car sped into the tunnel and I heard an almighty crash and woke up with a start.

The next morning I was watching the telly when a news story flashed up- Princess Diana had been killed in a car crash and the tunnel they showed had been the one from my dream.

I love these threads. Does anyone remember the poster who wrote about working in an old hospital, and opening a set of doors in a basement to see a scene from WW2? I have never forgotten that!

When I was a kid, I was coming over a bridge at night in the car with my dad. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw what looked like the shadow of a 'headless horseman' passing by. My town was used as a stopping point for Cromwell's army during the Civil War, and I always wonder if it was a ghost from those days.

This is a really sad story but I will share.

I have had a few dreams that have came true. When my friend became pregnant with her first baby we were all so excited. When she was about 4 months gone I had a dream that we went out for coffee and she showed me her scan pic. I hadn't seen it in real life yet. In the dream I saw from the pic that the baby was a girl. Then my friend started crying. She was hysterical and inconsolable. I couldn't comfort her at all.

I thought nothing more of the dream. But I did joke with her that I dreamt she was having a girl.

She sadly went on to lose her baby which was a beautiful little girl. :(

I haven't had a dream that has come true since. I have had about 10 and I always felt open to them, like I was willing. But after that I remember thinking I never wanted to have another. And I haven't.

I stayed in a rented holiday house for one night with a group of friends for a hen do. Slightly odd set up as there were a lot of items there you wouldn't generally find in a holiday home; lots of half-used toiletries, some food left in the fridge etc. All rather odd and we joked about it being someone's permanent address and that perhaps their kids were trying to make some money by renting the house out whilst parents were on holiday. Most amusing until we found a very rusty and stained meat cleaver nestled in its very own drawer in the kitchen. Oh and the front door wouldn't lock...

Another one: I used to work in a very old, very rickety building. Sloping floors, wobbly floorboards etc. I was first in one morning and made my way up to the staff room located on the top floor. Just opening doors would cause the floors and furniture to wobble so I was quite surprised to get to the staff room and find a pencil standing on its end in the middle of a table. Totally rational explanation but it certainly stopped me in my tracks.

It's funny how many of us have seen people walk past doorways etc.

I used to work at a nursing home and there was an old lady, Lily, who was completely bedridden with severe muscle wastage etc. so she just laid there all day and couldn't move. Her daughter used to visit at 10.00 on the dot every Saturday morning.

One Saturday at 9.40, I was up the stairs from Lily's room when her buzzer went off (there were several wall-mounted units around the place that showed the room number when they buzzed). So I looked down the stairs towards the hallway where only Lily's room was, intending to answer the buzzer, when a pair of non-uniformed feet walked quickly past (you could only see up to the knee, the way the staircase was positioned) towards her room. Thinking it was her daughter and that if she was there and pressed the buzzer, it must be an emergency, I dropped what I was doing and went to head down. Then the uniformed legs of the only other member of staff in that shift walked past to her room so I went back to what I was doing and when I saw my colleague come back, I asked if everything was alright and commented that it was unusual for her daughter to be early. The daughter wasn't there. Nobody else was in the dead-end corridor that only led to Lily's room. Lily was complaining of a lady dressed in black sitting beside her bed and wanted us to tell her to go away.

I did the night shift there once, and only once! Despite being sedated at night, Lily's buzzer went off all the freakin' time. We would tiptoe down the corridor holding hands, see Lily fast asleep with her buzzer flashing away on the overbed table, run in, switch it off and run back to the safety of the staff room. Yes, it could have been an electronic fault with the buzzer BUT it was back in the day and it had a large button that had to be depressed to sound and then released again to turn off. Eek!

Just remembered another weird thing. I was given a gift card for Christmas for £50. We'd spent that Christmas staying with relatives and when we got home I couldn't find the gift card anywhere. Assuming I'd left it behind at our relatives house I called them and asked if they wouldn't mind having a look for it (after all £50 is not to be sniffed at and I felt terrible that I'd lost it when someone had been so generous). They didn't find it. About 4 months later it suddenly reappeared on top of a chest of drawers in my bedroom. I kept my clothes in the drawers and bedside lamp on top of it so used the item of furniture every day but i swear that gift card was not there!

Why do I read these threads before bed?!

When I was a teenager I accidentally fell asleep in the pub I had been drinking at. I crept out of the fire escape at 5am and was walking home down a very quiet street when round the corner cycled a clown on a tricycle! He was singing and just cycled past on his tiny tricycle which squeaked with every pedal.

I don't mind clowns but that even freaked me out

Mine is similar to BellsUpMyNose unfortunately.
I was parked in a dark car park where you could stay for 20 minutes without paying. I got back to my car 5 minutes later and had been clamped. A really nice chap came over and said he was sorry he'd had to clamp me, chatted away about how he was only doing wheel clamping to get some extra money for his kids for Christmas, told me he was just doing his job and how to appeal.
I was pretty shaken up, was quite young but he was really nice to me. I said I would go to the cash point round the corner, he told me he'd clamped someone earlier who had gone to that cash point but it wasn't working, and he'd give me a lift in his van to another cash point. I said it was ok and I would go to see if it was working again, but he was quite insistent. I walked round to the cash point, and it was fine, drew out the money and gave it to him. He released my car and off we went.
When I saw Levi Bellfield's photo when he was arrested for the murder of Amelie Delagrange I recognised him as the wheel clamper straight away.
Even typing this has made me shudder all over again.

Doris that is really scary..