Give us your eerie stories

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because I've none.

Go on. I love hearing about them.

Love reading these. :) Keep 'em coming.

Dookles I think your mum came back to see her DGS.

I think so too.. She always said she'd find a way to come back to us!

Was in the car with my ds (hes 3) driving to an out of the way supermarket (up a nondescript, tree enclosed A road), when he pointed out the window and said "look, there is a broken lady hanging in that tree" thought it was a bit weird, but am strictly non-woo so assumed there was something like a sign in the trees, or a carrier bag or something. Looked on the way home, nothing, figured it must had been a bag that had blown away.

Few weeks later my mother in law is taking the kids to visit her mum, got to it a different way so he cant have known, but drives up the same road. "Nanny, that broken lady is still hanging in the tree".

When I was a teenager my friends and I used to have video parties and one of our favourite films was Poltergeist. The bit I always found the scariest is when the mum pushes the chairs back under the table, goes into the kitchen to get something and when she turns round all the chairs are up on the table balanced impossibly on top of each other.

A few years later I went to visit a friend whose parents were away for the night and after crashing out after too much gossiping etc we both woke the next morning reasonably bright eyed and bushy tailed.

When we walked into the kitchen though, and this sight still chills me to the bone, there were tons of cups, plates and saucers all balanced very carefully on top of each other on the worktop. They tower of crockery must have been at least 3ft tall and was so finely balanced on top of each other I don't know how any human could've done it. It looked like it was almost suspended in mid-air if you know what I mean.

My friend went white and started screaming and the whole lot came crashing down.

I still don't know to this day whether she was playing a trick on me but she maintains there's no way she did it as she's so bloody clumsy and even now I feel a bit odd thinking about it. It was freaky beyond belief.

I used to work in a psychiatric hospital that was one of the old Victorian asylums. One of the wards had the staff toilets down a corridor, and opposite the ladies was a little seating area for visitors, just two chairs facing the loo's with a little table with leaflets on between them.

Anyway, the ward was quite creepy on a night, all the patients were in bed by 11pm and the whole hospital basically shut down then. One night, about 4am, I needed the loo. The corridor was completely empty as I walked down it, but then when I turned to go into the toilets I could see the reflection of the chairs in the little window in the door.

They weren't empty. There was two people, an old couple, sitting in them.

I flung myself around, and might have even yelped a bit, but there was definitely no-one there.

It was probably a hallucination, but whenever I had to walk past those chairs in future I always tried not to look at them!

Eurgh, 'broken lady'

That has freaked me out more than anything else on here, for some reason. Though Happy comes close . . .

Actually, all the stories on here are amazing. I love creepy tales!

I love reading these and freaking myself out

Has anybody else seen anythink rubber ?

I was born in a Caul (true caul). Google it!! I am supposed to have sixth sense...but I don't claim I have. I am such a straight person...compared to my friend who is so WOOOO! Any way...I was off to night school...about 6pm ..cold and misty...I was rushing...had to sort out DCs before I left...I had only passed my test a few years before and was driving quite fast. Got to a T junction...very rural and open...could see for miles in every direction. I noticed a motorbike and rider in red leather sitting on my driverside...I could see him in my wing mirror quite clearly..When I checked it was clear to go I went and half expected him to overtake straight away....He'd disappeared! He didn't go left at the junction...didn't go right...didn't turn around and go back..just gone....I knew straight away that he had been warning me! I have now been driving for 19 years and always have him in my mind...

Funny thing is...I was at a friends (years later) and her DM just came out with it....she was psychic (I had never met her, didn't know anything about her and hadn't asked her) she could plainly see my 'Guardian Angel' behind me...he was dressed in red..'.maybe leather' is what she said...was I freaked...no...I sort of knew at the time he was warning me....

I have had many a strange incident...but the funniest...My DBs and I were playing at a local beauty spot that had a legend about a 'headless Nun! It was getting dark and we should have been home...Oh the freedom of our childhood!...Anyway...scrambling over a wall for a shortcut....OMG...there she was...plain as anything....long black dress, that white thing around her neck...standing staring at us...(hard to stare as she was headless?) we ran screaming home...all of us were shook up....When we went again next day..(Oh the endless summer days of our childhood) we found someones hooded jumper on a post ...the hood having a white lining!!! Did we laugh!!

My DM says that when I was new born she took me in my carrycot to MILs...through the kitchen to the 'back room'...no door to the outside...sitting on a chair was an old man who just looked over the side of my carrycot and started to chat to me..ignoring my DM...she went into the kitchen to ask MIL who he was...they then both went into backroom and no one was there...Just me..apparently cooing to myself....

Nobody else mentioned seeing anything in the chairs miss, but that ward was pretty notorious for odd shadows and strange noises. Some of the staff used to go down the corridors in twos.

Oh, just remembered another one! Different hospital, a new build, so not as creepy a setting. Night shift again. 3 staff on duty including me. I've come back from the toilets (again), must have been about 2.30am. I was going down the bedroom corridor, checking on the patients (they have observation windows in the doors). Get about half way round when I realise one of the other staff is ahead of me, checking them too; I can hear his keys jangling. So I stop and go back the way I came to the day area. Except I get back to the day area and both the other staff members are sat watching a film. I ask if there's anyone else on the ward, and they said no, so tell them what I saw. We check on all the patients, but they're all snoring, and they wouldn't have had keys anyway.

We also have motion sensitive lights that come on in the corridors, it's very freaky when they just come on in the middle of the night and no-one's there.

I went to a tiny and very old primary school in my village. The school building and playground backed onto fields but in one of the fields really close to the school fence was a derelict house. Just in front of the fence was a climbing frame. A favourite game of us kids was to sit on top of the climbing frame and tell stories of the ghost/axe murder/werewolf/monster e.tc. that we could see moving around in the windows of the old house. We saw curtains twitch, we saw shadows, we had a grand old time scaring ourselves rotten, at one point, when the fence had a few gaps in it we dared one another to crawl through and go a ghost hunting in the old house. I have never been sure if I and my friends did actually see anything creepy in that old house or if it was all childish imagination. But it was talked about often enough then and since.

A few years ago I went back to the school for an event they had on and while I was in the playground I noticed the old house had gone, presumably demolished. I asked my Mum about it as she still lives in the village and is friends with the school secretary. Mum asked me what on earth I was talking about, there was never an old derelict house behind the school fence to begin with.

I've posted this before.

In the late 1970s/early 1980's the place to go was TOTS (Talk of The south), which was a Disco in Southend on sea.

We used to go every week.

I started to notice a young man with blond hair. He was always alone and always stood not far from the bar. I would catch his eye and he would stare back but it felt very uncomfortable. He didn't smile back which was very odd as back then I was a gorgeous young thing! ;)

He was there every week and although I was having a riot of a time with my girl friends, I did start to look out for him. No one else appeared to notice him as we were all having such a great time.

He was always dresses the same in shirt and trousers. He wasn't fashionable but he wasn't unfashionable. He was good looking and had a very clear complexion and wavy blond hair.

I chat to anyone but I always had the feeling of being fearful of him and not to approach.

I suppose I just got used to seeing him there.

Fast forward nearly twenty years later and my disco days were long over and my then partner who was in the music business told me that he had to meet someone at the former TOTS. I think there was a name change and instead of a disco it was now a nightclub.

I decided to go with him to see how much it had changed inside.

We got there and off he went to meet this chap, it was only a quick chat.

I strolled around, feeling rather out of place amongst the pretty young things and then wham! Straight in front of me about ten feet away was the boy/man I used to see all of those years ago!

Everything around me seemed to fade away and I could not tear my eyes away from him. He was angry, very angry I could feel his anger and I felt terrified. I was fixed to the spot and I cannot find the words to describe just how petrified I was.

I felt as if I was in grave danger. This young man, perfectly ordinary looking was exactly the same as I'd seen him before. He hasn't aged and his hair and clothes were the same.

All of a sudden, the world started rushing back into view and I could see and hear everything going on around me, I spun around and knew I had to get out of there as soon as I could. Thankfully my now ex had finished with the bloke he had to meet and I tugged on his arm to get us out of there.

I have no idea what or why I saw this young man and why he should be so menacing.

Another poster did suggest that a teenager had been run over and killed nearby but it doesn't explain why this presence would want to scare the crap out of me!

He was so scary because he was so normal looking and whatever it was about him had the power to give off the very strong vibe of anger and danger.

Marking place for later

Shai! Thanks for posting that again, that has to be my favourite ghostly tale EVER!

Bookmarking for later, but before I go - RBK did you find that nights of the full moon were particular disturbed? I was a psychiatric nurse, did nights and some were seriously scary and I was glad to see daylight sometimes

biker, my mum is a psychiatric nurse and she always says full moon nights are the worst!

One of our doctors swears she admits more people on a full moon Think someone actually did some research on it though and didn't find any link...

Shia that gave me shivers last time you posted it! EEK!

I have posted this before. Me and DH on holiday in a cottage in Ireland a few years ago.

Our last night and we sat outside eating, having a couple of drinks (just a couple because we were getting up early to drive to the ferry the next morning), watching the sunset, chatting over the holiday, looking at the photos we had taken.

About 9.30pm we went into the kitchen/ living room (one huge room) which was straight inside the front door. We left the door wide open, it was still dusky light and warm. We were washing up and talking and we saw a woman walk behind us- in the reflection of the window above the sink. She crossed behind us as if she was walking from the front door into the bedroom.

We both turned but there was no one there. DH went into the bedroom and bathroom, they were empty. There was no back door, no way out.

She looked normal, dressed in a blouse/ dress, with shortish hair, sort of 70s looking. She didn't look at us or anything, just walked through the room. We could only see her down to the waist in the window so can not describe her. bottom half.

We were quite shaken. We hardly slept and were at the ferry- 2 hrs drive away by 7.30am, hours early. We went over and over what happened, and have done many times since, trying to explain it but have never been able to. The kitchen window faced onto a locked walled garden belonging to the cottage and she could not have been in there unless she scaled walls about 8ft high. Anyway, we saw her walk behind us, not in front of us.

Weeks later DH was chatting to the bloke who owns the cottage who we vaguely know, he asked him if anyone else had ever mentioned anything odd- without saying what we had seen- and the bloke said 'Do you mean the woman in the kitchen? I've never seen her but a few people have mentioned it'.

It was a lovely cottage and a fantastic holiday but we wouldn't go back.

Oooh I love these stories! Keep em coming, I have nothing to ass fortunately!

OMG ADD not ass

Not eerie. Very comforting infact, but the spirit of the child I miscarried came to visit me. I in one of those half alsleep and half awake states though and she kissed me on the cheek. I woke up with a tear running down my cheek.

The night of the full moon. I was doing a 3 month temp job at a NHS home for EMI. Nights, 3 night on, 3 nights off with a W.Indian lady, Enid. Her regular buddy was off long-term sick. I'd also provide as and when cover for the other team who did the second 3-night shifts. I needed a lot of money for a family thing and they say "where there's muck there's brass". Well, I shovelled a lot of sh*t and made a lot of money...

The home was old, ground floor and 1st for the res., 40+ in all, I think,with a top floor now used as storage but was once the permanent home of the old-fashioned matron, long deceased. You know the sort? Did the job, did it thoroughly, and kept all the staff working to her exacting standards. She preferred to wear her old style ward Sisters uniform, including regulation highly polished black lace up clumpy shoes. Stone floors.

The nurses station was in the hall on the ground floor, the only way we knew someone upstairs had called for assistance was via a bell which went off on the wall nearby. Going upstairs a button would be lit on the door of the room which had called. We'd cancel this, which would turn off the bell downstairs. No windows in the doors, btw.

It was difficult settling the res. this night. Enid said it was typical for a full moon night, but eventually everything went quiet. Cups of tea, I got out my book, Enid, as usual, started reading her bible. Must have been 2ish perhaps when we heard, unmistakably, someone walking the corridors overhead. Brisk walk, leather shoes clomping along. Most residents who could still walk shuffled along in slippers, only 2 had actual shoes and these were rubber soled (for safety). And that's when Enid told me it was the old matron doing her rounds, but still, we had to check. Preceded by the bible in Enid's outstretched hands, we ascended. Checked every room, everyone in bed and asleep. Toileted a few, changed others, and settled back down with more tea.. And the bloody bell went off upstairs. "I'll go" I said and got up. "Where?" Said Enid. "Well, upstairs" " Why.". Yep, the bell was ringing fit to wake everyone up but only I was hearing it. And you could see it bloody vibrating, even Enid admitted it was. So I did another walkabout, feeling uneasy actually, opened doors, everyone ok and fortunately the bell stopped.

During that night the matron did another walkabout, the bell went off again, this time heard only by Enid but by now we were going everywhere together, even to the lavs. And the bible came along as well.

So that was the night of the full moon. My worst experience I'll write about tomorrow, will have bloody nightmares if I re-live it just before bed.