What is the strangest thing that has happened to you?

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My best friend at secondary school was abducted and never seen again. She vanished in a spell that cannot have been more than 3 minutes because that it how long it took to walk between our houses. I remember that the parents were (strongly) suspected but nothing was ever proved.

The young couple who purchased the house next door to us had lived there for less than 2 weeks before a removal van arrived to move them out again.

Dave M had worked in the dept for 3+ years but then took a new job in Liverpool. He gave all of us a new but false address and a fictitious phone number.

FIL died just after I found out I was pregnant with DS3. FIl was a huge fan of classical music and songs sung to them. DS3 was born by ELCS, and as he was being lifted out of me "In the arms of an angel" started to play, on of FILs favourite songs, it was played at his funeral. DH started crying, as did I. Was very emotional in every respect.

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whoops wrong thread!

oh guess it was strange though!

Not me but my mum - She would never get into a rowing boat on the Thames with me and my Dad because of the recurring dream she had been having all her life.

It involved her being in a rowing boat on the Thames (obv) with four other (shadowy) figures, the boat capsizes and she has to choose one to save. Once she married my dad she had the dream and one of the figures had his face, then she had a miscarriage and one of them disappeared and as my brother and I were born the remaining two had our faces. She says it was really vivid and she didn't fancy ever putting it to the test!

Mine aren't so scary/creepy.

There's been a song that always seems to be playing at fairly major points in my life. It was playing the moment I decided to go on a school trip to Romania that pretty much changed my life, it came on the radio the morning of my first GCSE exam and came on my iTunes (on shuffle) when I first spotted my university course in the prospectus.

My Mum and Nan constantly ring each other at the same time (so it's either engaged or they connect instantly). My Mum and I have started doing the same.

My sister and I are constantly buying exactly the same presents and cards for my Mum and Nan. I suppose it could just be that we know what they like, but it seems to happen a lot, and we live in a city with a fair choice of shops.

When I was younger, I was sat in the car waiting for my Mum who was stood chatting to her friend just outside to go to the pub, which we did every week. All of sudden, I wanted my Mum to get in the car staright away, I wasn't terrified, but I knew something was definintely not right and wanted to go. In the pub later, my Mum's friend got a phone call from her son to say he had walked in on his wife sleeping with someone else. It would have been about the time I was sat in the car

Completely stupid - for years I've been convinced that it will come out that someone in my family had a secret child or something. No idea why, my Mum's always found it fascinating that I'm absolutely convinced. It's yet to come true, although it's just come out that my Uncle's been having several affairs...

Oh, and another one. I was at home alone and the phone rang. I was in bed and couldn't be bothered didn't manage to get it. Went back to sleep but 5 minutes later sat bolt upright and thought I had better do 1471 in case it had been my Nan in trouble (there was no reason why she would be). It was a random 08 number, so I forgot about it. My Mum got home from work later and said she'd had to go to my Nan's earlier that day as she'd locked herself out the house, about the time that the phone had rang.

I can remember the day of 9/11 i was in school in maths at the time which was 2pm - which was around the time New York was under attack, during the maths lesson we had to design a sticker like stamp for good work (it was ridiculous to say we was in high school - but also GCSE students and it went towards a mark or something or other) Eventually we all decided to choose the Pythagoras (SP) Theory sign inside a pentagon shape - Got home to realise that New York and the Pentagon had been bombed.

I just thought it was very weird.

Bombed - WTF Lisa

Attacked by American Airlines.

i think this is the first time ive ever read an entire 13 page thread

a few weeks ago our living room clock stopped. ds and i noticed when we were eating our dinner. the next day we saw the clock was working again and was on exactly the right time neither ds or i touched it, ds would not have bene able to get to it. no-one else had been to our house, or has a key. very strange!

also years ago when my lovely grandad had cancer i very randomly flipped out one evening. i became instantly disorientated and started shouting and crying. this happened at the exact time my grandad passed away

Adding a couple of my own here, and one saved my life.

I was crossing an empty road, a safe distance away from a roundabout. I looked and listened, didn't hear or see a thing so I started to cross. About a quarter of the way, someone grabbed my arm and yanked me back so hard I fell onto the grass verge. About to have a go, I looked up and saw an out of control car doing far more than the speed limit tearing round the corner and it would have hit me. I looked up to thank the person who pulled me back and there was noone around, anywhere. I've been told I have a guardian angel and that's who did it!

My DC was born 3 months after my granddad died. He would have loved her to bits. The first time she was able to walk, she went straight to his photo, booped his nose and kissed him in front of my Mum, Dad and Nan. Not a dry eye in the house. She'd never done that with any photo before.

I worked in a shop, had an odd dream that I told my boss about, that we'd had a really busy day and taken a LOT of money. That day, we took more money that we'd ever taken before. My boss told me to have more dreams like that! Odd thing is, I did. Every time I told her, and every time we had a very successful day.

Oh and one more (mostly because my last post made me message number 313 and I don't wanna be that number on THIS thread!)

I was learning the tarot as a bit of fun (yes yes I know...) and did 2 readings. Both very detailed one to a stranger and a work colleague. The one to the stranger made her cry because it was exactly her situation, and the other my colleague said would never happen. A month later, it did. I have never done tarot cards again.

a bunch of us had gone to stay with some friends, and we all stayed the night.
In the middle of the night I woke up to hear the phone ringing downstairs in the hallway. It rang and rang, and I waited to hear if one or other of the couple whose house we were staying in got up. Nobody did, so eventually I got up, stepped over the two other people who were sleeping on the floor in the room, and went to answer it.
When I got to the top of the stairs and could see the phone at the bottom, it stopped ringing.
In the morning I mentioned it to the couple we were staying with. They did 1471. There had been no calls since the previous afternoon. Really bloody spooked us all out.

Oh bluenose, your DD/grandad one just made me well up. And at the guardian angel one!

Here's one for you....

A few years ago my friend and I went to run another branch of our company for the night so they could all go out to their Christmas do. They put us up in a hotel and we managed to get drunk before going to sleep.

Anyway.... I vaguely remember needing the loo in the night and must've sleep walked out into the corridor. I woke up in the act of running down the hallway (fuck knows how long I'd been running up and down), and I wasn't just running, I was sort of bounding along like a deer.... I went running back to our room and very luckily remembered the number, and even more luckily managed to rouse my roomate. (goodness knows what I'd have done if I couldn't wake her!!)

To top it all off I did it again about two hours later, and woke up in some random guy's room!! . I came to sort of swaying in his doorway, and he was sitting up in bed saying 'hello?' really tentatively like he was seeing a ghost (poor guy must've been completely freaked out). Of course I ran for it and was able to wake my poor friend again....

The next day at breakfast I hid behind my menu....!

To my knowledge I've never done it before or since.

ive got another one ...
My grandmother was in labour with my dad , who she had chosen the name john for (if he was a boy). It was taking a very long time and being over 50 years ago was at home , no midwife , just the local wise woman to help out.
My granmother started screaming about seeing a black coach (horse drawn )in the room (wtf?) ...her sister thought she was halucinating.
Aparently , the coach had came for john ...then gran swore she saw an angel who told the coach driver , "not this one, hes protected". the coach disapeared and my dad was born soon after. As my gran and grandad sat staring at their new baby for the first time, grandads older brother came rushing in , Their other brother John had been killed in an accident, at the exact time gran was hallucinating. spooky. whats even more spooky is that my dad had several accidents that he should not have survived. at 6 he got a metal railing hook from a washing line in his head. at 8 he fell down a quarry and landed on corigated metal and water. at 28 he had biking accident at 36 he had to be cut out of a car that was smashed inbetween 2 lorries .he had only scratches. Damn right hes protected.

another one .
my mum and my aunt were playing the ouija board in their bedroom when they were teenagers. They got a bit creeped out and stoped and went to bed.
They were awoken by the sound of smashing glass , frozen terified& still in bed . My grandad ran in to see what had happened..... the bedroom window had been smashed , outwards!

Many years after my grandad had died my gran fell down the stairs and broke her arm. She couldn't move and lay in tears at the bottom of the stairs. She felt my grandad put his arm around her and say 'it's ok Cora you'll be fine'

Ah, Debs thats sweet.

I have one spooky one.
During WW2, my grandmother's family took a direct hit from a German bomb and several family members died, including my great grandparents. About 10 years ago, my aunty got on a bus and was chatting to the lady next to her, who mentioned she was tired/not sleeping cos she was convinced her house was haunted. she lived on a new estate that had been built on the old bombsite! My aunty told her that they were nice ghosts!

this in itself is a bit strange, when i was typing my post, the letters wouldn't come out, although the cursor was moving, took me about 10 minutes for the words to appear in front of me.I though my pc was dying, but just realised I posted fine on another thread just now, and this one is fine too. Strange!

Another ouija board one;

My Nan was a manager in the civil service, and had a ouija board left in her desk from the woman who she took over from. 3 men and 2 women who worked for her came to get it one afternoon when they didn't have much work on. They went next door to the staff room to do it.

After about an hour one of the men brought it back and my Nan asked if they'd had any luck. The man said "No, just a bloke called Eric asking for Joy and telling us to bugger off".

Joy is my Nan's middle name (all at work knew her by her first name). The only person who called her Joy, was her Dad, Eric. "Bugger off" was his favourite saying, as he was a true Yorkshireman!

I have one about my friend:-

She was living with a few girls in a flat when she was at uni. The flat backed onto a large bit of unused ground, which most people living in the block or visting folk in the block used, as it was a bit of a shortcut.

Anyway, one night after being out for a few drinks, she was going back to the flat to meet up with her DP - they were walking through the unused bit of land and she dropped her keys - bent down to pick them up and there was this box on the ground. She picked it up and opened it - inside was a diamond ring.

Her friends tried to convince her to keep it, but she didn't think that was right, so the next morning she took it to the local police station. The policeman helpfully told her that if no-one claimed it in 6months, she would get to keep it.

About 2months later, her DP takes her on a romantic walk around the city and stops, gets down on one kneee - yep, you've guessed it - he proposed to her. He opened the box to show her the ring - and guess what - it was the ring she found on her way home.

Turns out he was going to propose to her that night, but lost the ring on the way from his flat (he cycled from just over a mile away) He spent the whole night trying to find the ring, retracing his steps, but couldn't. He ended up going to the police station a few days later - with no hope of recovering the ring, and was amazed that someone had handed it in.

She never told him about finding the ring.
She got to keep it after all

This is a great thread! My strange thing is that you know how they say we all have a double somewhere? Well, I've seen mine.............

I was at a pub with my sister and some friends in the city my sister lived in at the time. I hadn't met most of these friends before. I'd gone to the loo, and one of my sister's friends said to her 'That's funny, I didn't think Poledra knew anyone here. Why is she over with that group of people?' There was a girl in the other group who looked exactly like me but shorter. She, in fact, looked more like me when I was a few years younger as she had her hair in a style I'd worn previously. It's very weird to watch your younger self on the other side of a room.........

Poledra something similar happened to me a few months ago. DH and I were in a restaurant with our DDs and DD1 pointed out a women who looked exactly like me, except she was wearing glasses.

The strange thing is that I wore glasses for nearly 30 years before having laser surgery about 18 months ago.