Time for another spooky stories thread?

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I know how much I enjoyed reading previous scary story threads so thought I'd start another and start with my own.

Now I always thought I had imagined this but after meeting up with my sister last week and getting on to this found out she remembers this too.

We both had a friend in the village who lived in a long house with an old barn out back, looked fairly normal had a ladder in the middle which took you up to the top level and the roof had a roof light window in it. Anyway this friend told us it was haunted and we thought she was having us on until she knocked on the door and an almighty bang answered, this kept happening. Then once it had stopped stuff started flying out of the roof window! Old sacks and old stove kettles etc! We were so scared but went in and no one was in there just totally empty. We then went in the house and said to friends mum and she said it must have been her dad but her dad was in the living room!

Needless to say I've never forgotten this and my sister obviously hasn't either.

So now I've started anyone else want to add any??

When I had my first daughter we had moved quite recently. Very rushed as my then partner had a new job and I was pregnant so we just rented the first house that we liked.

Her bedroom was the converted attic room. When we viewed it, it was just a junk room piled with stuff, then we we moved in it was a completely empty room painted entirely blue (ceiling as well) - very creepy.

We decorated it and when we eventually moved her in there after a couple of months we would hear some really strange and muffled noises on the baby monitor.

One night dd really would not settle, I brought her downstairs into our bed. She'd maybe been in our bed 20 minutes when the alarm for the cot sensor mat suddenly went off.

A couple of days later I noticed scratches, along dds bedroom wall. It genuinely looked like fingernail scratchers .... and I have no explanation for how they got there ... no way could it have been dd, we had no pets and they were at about head height so hard for me or my ex-dp to have done it by accident and not noticed.

We broke up soon afterwards so a move was inevitable, but I was extremely thankful to leave.

Oh Don't, that's the story I always remember from that thread!

I just remembered something I posted a few months ago on the unexplained board. I'm c&p-ing:

So we were going up to bed and I have a habit of making her say "goodbye downstairs" as we leave the room. Yes I know, weird...but my mum used to do it too.

Anyway, we were in the living room and she peered down the hole at the back each sofa where it meets the wall and waved.

Now I wouldn't have found this weird except I got a strange flashback as she was doing it that this is something I used to do too when I was small.

I always remember waving behind each sofa at something...I can't see in my memory who or what it was, but I know I waved at something.

We live in the same house i was born in and grew up in.

Isn't that strange?

Just to add to that post now, I vividly remember hearing loud thumping and bangs going across the room when I was about 3 and then gradually I stopped hearing. Now I realise my children also hear sounds (like the knocking on the cupboard under the stairs). My dd2 is now 23m and still waves at something in the gap behind the sofas.

My maternal grandparents died approx 15 years ago, and my paternal grandfather when dd was 8 weeks old, coming up to 3 years ago. I live in a different country to where they're buried, although we go fairly often to see other relatives. About a year ago, maybe slightly longer, we took my surviving grandmother up to the grave where my gf is buried. Now, they are all buried in the same graveyard, in the same row, several plots apart. We took gm to gf's grave, stayed a while then turned to walk down towards my other gp's grave. At that point we noticed that dd had ran ahead of us, so we sped up to catch her when she stopped, walked up to a headstone and put her hand on it, turning to smile at us, several paces behind her. It was my other gp's grave.

I have some unbelievably woo family members who all claim to have seen ghosts, though I never have. I've told the stories on various threads here before. Can't be bothered typing them out again but I'll have a look and see if I can do a search and copy them.

Place marking as can't work out how to 'watch thread' on new app!

I'm sure I've read that digital spy one but am going for another read!

My aunt was making apple crumble and went to answer the telephone.

When she came back, there were little, children's handprints in the crumble.

All her kids were at school.

Oh orange what did she do?

BigRed, I vaguely recall the creepy dolls in the glass cabinet - but no idea whether it was one of expat's stories. This is my recollection :

A MNer had a friend who was an interior designer who had been asked to measure-up for some custom made curtains for most rooms in a rather large house. The owners weren't going to be in, so gave the interior designer their keys so that she could let herself in to do the measuring up. She asked her MN friend to go with her to help out. They let themselves in and, in the large hall, saw a big, sealed glass cabinet which was filled with rather creepy looking dolls. The MNer and her interior designer friend were rather freaked out by the dolls and felt there was an uneasy atmosphere in the house, so they agreed to do the measuring up as quickly as possible and get out of there. After they'd finished measuring at the top of the house, they came downstairs and found that all of the creepy dolls were facing the other way in the cabinet. Nobody else in the house and the cabinet was sealed. They scarpered!

More please love these threads....

I've experienced a shadow man and cat in a former property. He used to walk through the bathroom wall, we saw the shadow cat in the kitchen. I was more fascinated than scared. Also occasionally the front door used to shake and make a slamming noise, without opening or closing, it just made the noise, always at about 2am. One night in the lounge when talking about it to visitors a black silk scarf glided across the room and disappeared into thin air

Miss how strange!

The apple crumble story reminds me of one I heard on the Real Ghost Stories Online podcast recently:

Two housemates were sitting on the sofa, watching tv, with their pet beagle sitting between them. They looked down to see the outline of a hand stroking their dog's fur!

Not spooky, but woo, and it happened to me.

A few years ago, DH and I were in a part of the country we have never been to before. I have never been there, none of my family have ever been there.

As we approached the town the hairs on the back of my neck really did stick up, I could not speak, I had such a weird, weird feeling that I knew the place, intimately.

I directed DH to the centre of the town, telling him Thant just around the corner was a butchers with a particular sign hanging outside, and a milliners. I had no bloody idea what a milliners was, but convicted there was one.

There was not. But there was a butchers with the sign and a cafe.

I then led him to a waterfall, countering all the way about what we were about to see, including a big house, just before one reached the waterfall.

There was no big house, but the waterfall was there.

This carried on until we left and it was truly bizarre.

When we got home we investigated the town. Old photos showed a milliners shop where the cafe now stood, and my 'big house' near the waterfall was a gatehouse that burnt down in the 1950's.

We have been back a couple of times since, and although I know where everything is/was, I have never had the same feeling again.

The same weekend I swear, I am normal really, DH was at a meeting, so I took myself off for a drive. As I was going along a duel carriageway I passed a caravan being towed by an old Volvo. I noticed it because the car was decorated with daisies, as was the caravan, and it made me smile.

About 3 miles further on, I took the first left turn onto a country lane ( heading for a beauty spot), and had to pull over because the car and caravan I had passed were coming towards me.

I cannot explain either situation. I am not a wooey person at all, but have never been able to answer the questions logically.

Oh bugger, sorry for the typo's!

Tooold. That has just reminded me of a thread here a few years ago. A MNer lived in a fairly rural area. She was driving along one of her usual country roads and a friend of hers was driving the other way. They waved at each other as they passed. About a mile, or so, later the MNer's friend then drove past her again. They waved at each other again.

The MNer started a thread about it because she was utterly bemused. There were all sorts of explanations ranging from time-slips, woo, aliens ... and the more sensible explanations about memory lapse, loss of concentration, another similar car etc.

Eventually it turned out that the friend had discovered a small farm track which was in a U-shape, with two entrances onto the country road. The friend had timed it perfectly (knowing her MN friend's route and timing) to drive past her, nip onto the farm track, come out of the other end and then drive past the MNer again a little while later

Ooh thay reminds me of the op who waved at her friend driving towards her on a country lane and then a few mins later did exactly the same thing, further down the same lane.

That's brilliant Fru The sort of thing I would do to a husband ex friend!

Doesn't work in my case though, I took the first left turn off there was and the caravan was doing 30mph Max, against my 50ish.

Would love an explanation for both though!

Crikey *don't, that sent shivers down my spine

Izza and Dion I'm sure that was at Talk/TOTS nightclub in Southend. I remember being scared by the story because I sometimes go there!

Tooold, I bet you were in a 1960s time-slip

Stealth - hellooo - I posted the explanation up there ^^

Yes it was a spooky x post, I type slowly! And I was keeping the suspense going...

Copied from what I posted on another spooky thread, but I have some VERY wo family members who claim to have seen, heard or conversed with ghosts. My uncle used to run tea plantations in Sri Lanka and my aunt claimed that a lot of the big plantation houses built by the British were haunted. My grandmother says she used to hear the noise of chains being dragged along the grounds and then of gushing water at one house. Apparently a hundred years earlier the cruel owner of the house had been murdered by his manservant, who then used chains to drag his body away and dispose of it before washing to blood off his hands at a water pump.

Now for another story courtesy of my woo grandmother and took place at another one of my aunt's plantation homes. She was staying there once and would notice in the evenings that she'd see a man in a cassock pacing the end of the verandah. My aunt told her it was the resident ghost, a priest who had lived there and died, quite suddenly, in his sleep, several years previously. But as he seemed harmless they just chose to live with him. So one day my gran decided to speak to him. He told her that he could not rest in peace because shortly before he died he'd heard a terrible confession in the confessional and written it out. He'd hadn't know whether to alert the authorities or keep it secret, as per his vows, so had hidden it in a book in the library. However he had died before he came to his decision and was restless as he was afraid that the confession would be found and wanted it to be destroyed. To cut a long story short, he told my grandmother which book it was in and believe it or not, she opened the book and there was a yellowing envelope. Now it would be an even better story if I said she opened the envelope and was shocked by the scandalous details of the confession contained within, but she's a religious woman and always listened to what a priest (be he alive or otherwise) said so she burned it. And the priest never haunted my aunt's house again!

Here's another one, though it's aliens rather than ghosts and my friend "Mike" swears this happened to him on a school camping trip!

They had camped downhill of where the school coach that brought them to the campsite was and Mike and his friends happened to look out of their tents one night and spot a strange light around where the coach was. Being 16 year old boys, they decided to investigate. They climbed up the hill to the coach and as they got closer they realised the light was coming from what looked like a small orb. At this point Mike's friends got a bit nervous and decided they'd head back to their tent. Mike however wasn't scared off so easily. He hid around the side of the coach and peered around and saw a small metal circular object spinning around the coach. He couldn't figure out what it was so tried to get closer but then says that at that point he got the feeling that whatever it was suddenly sensed that he was there because before he knew it, it was heading his way!

Mike then decided he needed to GTF out of there so started running back down the hill towards his tent. He didn't look behind him but says he could sense that this object was following him and rapidly catching up to him. He then saw his friend looking out of their tent and dived in, quickly zipping it up behind him. His friend was actually shaking with shock and Mike couldn't figure out exactly why. It wasn't til a couple hours later that his friend told him. He said that as he looked out and saw Mike running down the hill he saw what looked like a giant man-shaped shadow lurking over Mike as he ran! What this was, they really couldn't figure out but came to the conclusion that it was aliens.

Now, I know this sounds unbelievable but Mike isn't a liar or a fantasist, and nor has he ever been into drink or drugs! Additionally he said that this friend who saw the creature had curly hair up until this night and it then went straight! Whether this had anything to do with shock is debatable, but Mike's mother knew this kid too and swears that his hair went from curly to straight overnight.