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.

sorry should say i was about 15 when i watched the video - so long enough to have forgotten about my half brother

Last week i got home from being out, my sisters number was on my phone so i rang her, she said Mum had rung and left me a message, she hadnt. So obviously the message didnt get to the phone.
My sons carer died a few years ago. The morning after the funeral when i looked at my call register on my mobile R's mobile number was on there and no one had rung me from his phone!!

Years ago, my Stepfather came down the stairs looking very confused and rather shakey. He was holding his mobile phone in his hand, which had rung from an unkown number, and he had gone upstairs to take the call. He said that when he answered the phone, he listened to the very same conversation of my Mum, myself and him that we was having, right up til his mobile phone rang. This really was years ago, as 'record' buttons on mobiles wern't thougt up of at that time, and the phone was a very basic model.

My mum almost went mad one day, racking hr brains trying to figure out the cause behind her pink prescription pills being scattered over our hallway carpet. She would pick them all up, tip them back into the mdicine bottle, check, check and check agan their wern't any others laying around, which was easy as these pink pills showed right up against her blue carpet, put the bottle back in the bathroom, go back into te front room, and then walk into the hallway some time later, to find the pink pills scattered over the carpet again.

In the same house, we heard a very distinctive thud coming from the cupboard under the stairs one day. And another, and another, and another. Mum went to investigate, and upon opening the door, the smell of petrol spilled out and was frightenly strong. This was from the petrol filled garden strimmer, that had somehow leaked over the floor. Mum believes that the thuds and thumps were acting as a warning.

Mum once saw the large, ghostly hooded figure of a monk pass in front of her when she was younger. The figure really loomed over her as it went, as it appeared to be walking on some old higher ground that wasn't actually there. There was no face, just black under the hood. Really, really scared her.

I woke up one morning with a very uneasy feeling, I couldn't pinpoint what it was at all. DH was leaving for work and I asked him to cycle safely (which I had never done before).

An hour later I was at work and the phone rang. Before I answered it I knew it was DH and that he had had an accident. He told me he had been knocked off his bike. Thankfully he was (aside from a few broken bones) ok.

I had the same feeling the following year. I distinctly remember waking up on a Sunday and feeling something bad was going to happen. The phone rang a bit later and it was FIL, saying that MIL had fallen over, broken her leg badly, and was in hospital having an operation.

I am about as far away from being a psychic as you can get but I dread getting that feeling again.

I had the PIN number thing. When DH and I opened a joint account we were sent PIN numbers. When I got mine I thought DH must have actually chosen our PINs because mine was the one he always uses.

But no, he got sent a totally different one and it was just a coincidence. I can't be bothered to check the maths now, but I think I worked out at the time that this happening was still 1000 times more likely than winning the lottery.

It's why I never do the lottery.

Another time Mum had a dream where a figure of a man was standing on the other side of a bubbling, black and 'really sinister looking' stream, which she was stood on the other side of. He kept calling her to cross over, and she kept repying that she couldn't cross the stream. He coaxed her some more, and she eventually began to cross. She told me that as soon as she put both feet into this stream she woke in mass anxiety. The following morning, she could barely walk. She had distinctive lined bruising round both ankles, no higher than her feet in the stream in her dream, her feet had swollen and the bruising was almost black. Cant recall wether she went to the doctor or not, but I remember really vividly her telling me about it. made me think .

the amount of times I get it into my head to ring my best friendt o see what she is up to, to find that she is within 50 metres of me already, is a bit eery

Hmm let me think. Mine are probably rubbish compared to all yours! Good thread!

We had a horrible time during 2005-2006, my little cousin was murdered in sept 2005, my aunt had a heart attack and died at home 8 weeks later in nov 2005. I had this horrid horrid feeling that someone close was next. I knew it and i told DH. I just kept thinking someone else close to me is next. 9 months after my aunt died, august 2006 my dad was diagnosed with terminal cancer. I didnt have any idea is would be him or what would happen, but i knew something bad was coming

When i was pregnant with DD1 i had a dream that i was pushing a baby girl in a pram. She had dark hair and was very cute I didn't know my baby was a girl at that point. DD was born with dark hair and looked much like the baby girl in my dream!

Pregnant with DD2 but didn't know sex, had a dream i was pushing a tiny baby girl with dark hair again. I believed my dream this time and knew it was a girl. DD2 was born with dark hair and she was tiny compared to my other DD who was very long at birth

Oh another one. Once my dad found out he was dying he decided to call his sons (who my brother and i knew nothing about!) to the hospital and introduce us all, then left us in the day room with our half brothers to "catch up"!!!

Surreal moment that will stay with me forever.

When i was younger i had a vivid dream i was on a bus and the bus ran over a woman. In the dream i went to the front of the bus to tell the driver but he carried on. I remember this really frightening me as it felt so real it made me upset and feel sick so it told my mum when i woke.
Later that day my brother came home and told my mum that he was on the bus and it ran over an old lady. he went to tell the driver but he didnt believe him That scared me so much.

I know i had a few vivid dreams that turned out to be true when i was younger but that was the strangest

Also when my ds1 was younger he used to play with an old broken mobile phone. I remember him having a conversation with someone on it (as they do) and him saying grandad a few times. I asked him if his nanny was on the phone too and he looked at me puzzled and said no grandad x is on the phone and walked over to the picture i have of my dad and said that one!
The odd thing was he died 6 weeks before my ds was born and it was the anniversary of his death on that day

I also remember a few years ogo my db looked after my 2 dcs for me while i helped his friend move house
I remember dropping them off and out of nowhere just said "watch ds2 on the stairs because he's started climbing them"
Dont ask me why i said it it just came out
hen i got back to pick the kids up my db said please dont be alarmed but ds2 fell down the stairs top to bottom. Thankfully he was ok but i found it odd i mentioned stairs before i left

Not quite as spooky as some of the incidents on this thread but still, here are mine...

I didn't know I was pregnant with dd (she was an accident), I must have literally been 2-3 days pregnant. I was discussing a project with my boss and he kept staring at me intently every few minutes, making me quite uncomfortable. Then he suddenly blurted, "Are you pregnant?" It scared the crap out of me. I spluttered indignantly and said no. Imagine my surprise when I got a positive pg test 2 weeks later!

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When in student digs at Uni, I became very friendly with a girl who lived in the house next door. We had very few interests in common, but still felt a kind of connection. Turned out that our dads had been best friends at Uni! They still were in contact and met every year, but he had never mentioned his daughter to me as he had split with her mum in less than happy circumstances and she had moved to Scotland. The girl had taken on her step-father's surname so there was no way I could have known she was who she was when I met her iyswim.

Mines are crap - compared to some of these ones.

I had been doing DP's family tree as a favour to his mother. She was interested in her Grandparents who she remembers, but no one had ever told her where they were buried. She wanted to lay flowers at their grave on their wedding anniversary. Anyway, couldn't find their burial details - there are 4 large grave yards where they could have been buried. A couple of months ago -my Dad took me to look at grave stones in a graveyard, so that I could do his family tree. We were standing in front of MY grandparent's headstone, when I turned around and looked at the stone directly behind us, it was HER grandparents headstone! It was spooky.

When my brother was about 15, walking to a bus stop to go to school - he was beat up by two men He had to go to hospital. I didn't know where he was beat up as no-one had said(was only 8ish at the time), but I told my parents that my friend X had seen it all from her window, even though I hadn't yet gone to school to see X. My Dad told the police what I said (lord knows why he believed me) and it turns out she had seen it all from her window along with her Dad.

Oh and a crap 'psychic' one.

One weekend about a year ago - DP and i were sitting in the garden when he gets up and gets in his car - he shouts I'll be back in 5mins. And promptly buggers off.

He returns in 10mins and gets out of the car - tells mne there is a present for me in the boot. And I stand up to walk over to the boot and say to him, completely out of the blue, it better not be cleaning stuff.

His face is like this

I open the boot to find a mop, bucket, brush, dustpan etc

It was funny.

Not very spooky really but similar to several other posts...my family seems to have some kind of mental link.

For instance one Christmas, I made my mother two tiny clay rabbits, wearing costumes - a girl and a boy, blue and pink - the girl carrying a basket or something. I made them in secret, never having seen anything like them, it was just an idea.

My sister who lived in Germany had also sent a present, and when we opened it, there were two - rather larger - rabbit figurines, a girl and a boy, pink and blue, the girl carrying a basket.

It was freaky. I hadn't been in touch with my sister at all for some months.

This isn't the only time - when I lived across town with my first boyfriend, and wouldn't talk to my parents at all, mum turned up on Christmas eve and looked in the door, only to see a decoration I ahd made whichw as a wire circle hung on the seiling with cardboard stars hanging down from it all round on pieces of thread.
She said I wouldn't believe it but she had made one exactly the same.

It wasn't something from a magazine, or anything - just we had both thought of the same idea.

I once had a dream that I was going to meet someone at work with the same birthday as me. The next day a client came in accompanied by his daughter. They both had the same birthday as me.

Upon waking in itensive care, I saw my dh and another man stood by my bed. The other man was dh's dead uncle whom i never met. Whilst in between wake and sleep I was conscious of ghosts all around my bed peering over and looking at me.

Working night shift as a staff nurse on a busy medical ward I was in the kitchen and asked my colleague who was walking past if she wanted a coffee. No reply so i made my own and went back to the nurses station where i said to the other nurse (3 of us on duty) jokingly 'x is a right ignoramt cow tonight, she just ignored me when i offered her a drink' to which i was informed that she was on her break and hadn't been near the kitchen. Neither had anyone else.

On a different ward one of the senior nurses on night duty had been to check on a patient who was stable. She left him to go to another patient and then saw him (the 1st patient) get up and walk into the drug room (only one door in and out), she followed him in but there was no one there. When she went back to his bed he was in it and had died

Great thread.
When I was just pregnant (3 weeks) with DS and had told no-one except DH I had to go to Italy for work. I was briefing a photographer who spoke no English, via a translator, and he kept looking at me very strangely. He then asked when my baby was due, in Italian and I completely understood the question and managed to reply in Italian, of which I know very little. Wierd on both counts.

D used to have very vivid dreams that there were ghosts floating over me whilst I was asleep. He was convinced they were bad ghosts and I often used to wake up to him shouting or hitting out at them, I also once woke up to him trying to strangle me, he said he was trying to strangle the ghost, not me [hmmm].

My grandfather only had 4 fingers on his left hand due to a woodsaw accident and he used to really enjoy freaking me and my sisters out about it. My Dad inherited his farm and house when he retired so we all moved in there. Just after he died a few years later, my sister and I saw his 4 fingered hand come around the door to his old bedroom and the door close. We never spoke about it!

I evidently haven't had enough coffee this morning, that should be DH and grandfather only had 3 fingers on his left hand

Oh, and whilst I was on honeymoon in Egypt my Mum phoned me on my mobile saying that she had just dialled 1471 and had a missed call from my flat that afternoon. Noone was staying there and noone had spare keys.

Keep them coming. My MIL died last Friday and I would hope that she would 'visit' Then once and for all I will know that there is nothing to fear from 'ghosts'

LongtallJosie - I guess it could have been a dream, but was this not a girl that you would see every week if she was in your Brownie pack? Did you ever look her name up to see if she exists? I suppose it depends how sure you are of what happened. I've never had a dream so vivid that I could mistake it for real life but for others maybe it's different?

Ripeberry, sorry to hear about your MIL.

Fwiw I had a kind of visit

nothing visible, but a very, very strong sense of someone

I feel almost certain it was her trying to let me know she was OK now. I'd never had that experience before and am pretty cynical but it was full on weird. And very comforting.