Woo tales

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I'm bored. I cant get comfy, can't sleep. So come and tell me your most woo tales. Everything goes, from creepy dolls to alien abduction, if it creeped you out, I want to read it.

pulls up a chair

No stories to add, just listening in.

I was looking forward to some woo stories and having to sleep with the light on.

I have some tales of my own, not things that have happened to me but family members but they are very outing indeed. Have you any stories to share OP?

Moved in to my first home years ago. Rented, thankfully.
It had an extremely creepy, uneasy feel from the stairs upward. Downstairs felt okay-ish. There was an old cemetery outside of the living room window, so I chalked the unease down to that.
The uneasy feeling was so strong that I couldn't bring myself to sleep up the stairs for months. Being in the bath was terrifying. Everyone felt the uneasy feeling on the stairs, everyone.

A really loud clash upstairs happened on one occasion. My and my bf at the time were with his brother in the kitchen when we all just froze. Knowing that nobody was up there. We argued over who was going to check it out, and eventually they both went up. We had a large torch that was up there on the floor, but it had been thrown across the room with force that it was broke to pieces. It was the spotlight torches, not just your basic handheld ones. Not easily breakable!

The scariest experience in that house was when I finally was able to sleep upstairs. I randomly woke one night and looked at the doorway. A little girl was peering round the door frame just staring at me. I hid under the covers until I fell back to sleep.

From the feel in the upstairs in that house, and my research on haunting and ghosts etc. I would say it fitted the case of a demon trying to pass as a little girl.

As a child my bedroom was at the front of the house and i kept having a reoccurring nightmare of a blonde woman with a bobbed haircut at my window and it was all red sky behind her. No distinguishing facial features as such but could definitely tell she was a woman. Aged around 7 i changed bedrooms and went into the back bedroom and the nightmares stopped.

Aged 25 i stayed at my parents for a night, back in the front room. I was scrolling on my phone and looked up. Stood next to my bed was a white glowing figure (no body as such just bright light) but it was the blonde bobbed hair cut woman again. I screamed and she disappeared and my parents came running in.

To this day everyone says i must of been dreaming. I definitely wasn't as i remember exactly what i was looking at on my phone and the same Web page was up after the scream and my parents running in.

Still creeps me out now, i cant stay there when i visit anymore.

Crikey Chip, I take it you've moved out of there?

@Blindleadingtheblind

Crikey Chip, I take it you've moved out of there?

Yes I did lol. I live in a lovely house now with no spooky stuff!

@Whattheschitt that is fascinating. I wonder what message she wanted to give you, if any. The fact it happened again years later is what makes it even more interesting! Had it happened to anybody else who stayed in that room?

My mum told me she once went for a walk with my dad late one evening. She said they were looking out at the river and she felt a hand on her shoulder. When she turned round there was woman there wearing a mini dress and knee high boots, 1960s style. Then she disappeared. This was early 2000s when this happened.

My mum said her shoulder was freezing cold for weeks afterwards where the lady had touched her.

My mum and dad (who doesn’t believe in anything woo and has a memory of an elephant) were going to check out our new caravan site in the early 1990s. On the way and nearby they passed a lovely looking church. My mum, having always liked churches, thought about pulling over for a peak but decided to go the following week when my nan would be with them.

The next week they went back to the exact spot and it wasn’t there, they got out of the car and all they could see was a load of overgrown grass empty land. They couldn’t believe it so went to a nearby house to enquire. They were told there was indeed a church there but that it was knocked down many years ago.

That's very spooky RLOU30. So weird.

I randomly woke one night and looked at the doorway. A little girl was peering round the door frame just staring at me.

Fuuuuuckkkkkk

Ooh demon children are definitely up there with creepiest things. I had postnatal psychosis after having my daughter and my delusion was that she was a demon sent to me by the devil so I could raise her and she could wreak havoc on earth.
She still has the nickname demon even though I no longer believe that.

@TheChip I wonder this too, i wish i hadn't screamed, but the shock just overcame me.

Nobody else has ever seen her but its the tiny box room so it's only ever been used as my child bedroom then a guest room that nobody stayed in now it's my mum's dressing room.

It's a frustrating one as i wish they had as i know she's "real" but nobody believes me 😂

My friends house when we were younger had creepy vibes. She was always telling me stories things she and her mum had heard or seen.

One day she was in the living room and the door to hallway was open. She said she saw a figure in the hallway that caught her eye. When she looked she said it was a Victorian girl with a blue dress and blonde ringlets in her hair. When my friend got up to check she was gone.

Thankfully I've no real experiences but my friends house always had funny knocking and creaking noises in it. I put it down to it being an old house.

I grew up in a haunted house – so many tales to tell (but I’ll save them for another day, since I want to write them up properly).

But I now live in a new-build home on an estate.

Last year, we all got put into lockdown. Stay home, don’t go out more than one hour a day, no vistors - you all remember. My bubble consisted of DH and me, and for months we had no-one in the house but us. And we never left the house except for the hour-a-day walk.

One of my favourite earrings went missing. These were my go-to small diamond studs, and I was wearing them most days. At night I’d take them out and drop them into the front compartment of the top layer of my jewellery box. One morning there was just one earring.

I searched off and on for weeks. Down sofas and other places I might have dropped it, emptied the hoover bag, behind furniture, under carpets. Most pertinent, I tipped out the jewellery box onto a towel on the bed, searched it and its contents thoroughly.

Finally, I accepted it was gone and sent the remaining one off to a jeweller to have a replacement made. Six to eight weeks, they said. In the meanwhile, lockdown lifted and we went away for a week.

When we got back, the earring was there, in the front compartment of the top layer of my jewellery box where I’d dropped it a few months earlier.

I lived in a rented house when i was pregnant on my 2nd son.
We had just moved in and the minute i opened the halldoor,i just knew we had a visitor.

It seemed to come form the back bedroom.Which i had put my first son in to.

He never settled in that room,always cried.
Anyway i never seen him but i knew what he looked like.I could see him in my head.
He was an older man,wore a cap and a trench coat.He also carried like a bowling bag and a plastic bag.
It seemed to centre on the back bedroom,you would go in and the room was freezing.Even in summer.

You had to plug in and out the central heating.And it would either be in or out.Always the opposite of what you expected.

I was asleep in bed one night and i heard the hall door opening and the door dragging from the step on to the carpet. Thought my dp was coming in cause i heard a plastic bag.Must have fell back asleep,woke up and went downstairs.No one there.No plastic bag and no food and no dp.I rang him and he came home

That house was horrible,he didnt want us there.And i even dream about him sometimes.Really freaks me out.

Many years ago just before my 21st birthday I had broken up with a long term boyfriend, he took it really badly and started practically camping on my doorstep, threatening suicide etc. I was obviously incredibly stressed by this and during that time strange things started happening around the house.

Lightbulbs shattered when I turned the lights on numerous occasions and various different rooms. The tv started turning on and off by itself around me. My bedroom was always really cold and a particular picture in there (small oil painting) kept coming off of its hook. At one stage the string was hanging up on the hook with the picture across the other side of the room. This is when I refused to sleep in there anymore and went to stay with a friend. While I was at my friends house ex bf phoned me there once and while I was on the phone to him all the other phones in her house started ringing on a couple of separate occasions.

It was so incredibly freaky, but the strangest thing was when he finally got the message and left me alone it all stopped.

I have often read these threads and always considered telling my story, but have always thought to myself it's not really bad, or scary enough.

I was escaping an abusive relationship and was in a very dark place emotionally

Anything is scary enough

Especially on your own, in the dark, with the house creaking.

I am convinced the house I stayed in for a year at Uni was haunted. I never saw anything, but had an almost constant feeling of being watched. I often heard footsteps in my room when I was in bed at night. My bedroom door had a lock on it and when I went home for week, my housemate in the room below said she heard someone walking round my room all that week. The housemate on the same floor as me said she heard the taps running at my bedroom sink too. When I was on my own I felt like it was a girl about my age who was watching me, when my then boyfriend came to stay at the weekend, I felt she really didn't like it.

One night bf and I were in bed and the tv remote flew off the top of my chest of drawers and landed in the middle of the room. It was so loud it scared us both. Another night my door opened and closed but there was no-one there. I used to sleep with my head under the covers every night unless my bf was there.

I've just remembered something that happened. It wasn't scary but I honestly have no explanation for it.

A few years ago by godfather died. He was an amazing man, always up for a laugh and was an absolute gent.

A few days after the funeral me and my partner (now ex) were in bed and I was chatting about my godfather, just reminiscing about him and what-not when suddenly there was a tap-tap-tap on the bedroom window. Very loud, definitely had a rhythm to it as though done by hand like someone knocking on the window. My bedroom is upstairs at the front of the house.

Me and then dp both looked out if the window and there was nothing and no one there. My bed is only a few feet away from the window and the tapping was definitely on the window (as opposed to a neighbours house or something. The whole street was quiet as it was late at night).

There was no way anyone could have climbed on anything to reach the window to knock on it and if they had have done I would have seen them as I got up straight away as soon as I heard it.

I dont have a clue what tapped on the window but I like to think it was my godfather letting me know he was there or something. I always look for logical explanations for things but for this I dont have one so part of me thinks it was him.

Not scary, I find it more comforting than anything else.

The night my dd was murdered I was in bed sleeping. I heard her come up the stairs and she came and sat on my bed, I could feel the weight of her sitting down. I was pregnant with Dd2 and she told me she knew what I was having.
I got up to look for her. I told DH she was in the house during the night.
I phoned her, couldn't get an answer I was getting ready to go to her flat when the police came.

I told the police she had been here the night before it was only when they checked CCTV they told me it wasn't possible for her to be in the house during the night.
I will never understand what happened it felt so REAL.
It's nearly 6 years now, and I still don't understand what happened.

I'm so sorry @ParkheadParadise .

I hope you can find some peace.

@ParkheadParadise I am so sorry. I hope you feel some comfort in her coming to you

Yesterday I attended my aunt’s funeral - we were quite close. Last night I had a very vivid dream - I think she’s passing the mantle to me. This is the interpretation….

Dream of having gray hair

Gray hair can reflect that you are no longer young, and it is time for you to appreciate your time now. It is a stage that requires more maturity; you can get more respect from the people around you. You don’t need to worry about growing up, and this is the action you experience. Gray hair can represent your current state of mind. So, you don’t need to worry about changing physical appearance to make better decisions in your life.

Place marking ❤️