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CLASSIC: What's the spookiest / wierdest / most chilling thing that's ever happened to you?

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A few years back I was with a bird from Gloucester, and she took me back down there to see the parents.

This was just after the Fred / Rose West arrests and as we doing some shopping in the city centre my missus mentioned that she had to walk past the house every day on the way to college.

Being a bit of a ghoul I asked her to take me to the house (which was still there at the time) to have a look.

As soon as we entered Cromwell Street my heart started pounding, and I started feeling ill. We got to the house about half way down the street and I just froze.

I could hardly speak and it felt like my head would explode.

I can honestly say I've never felt such an overwhelming feeling of evil before or since.

Eventually I snapped out of it, grabbed my bird's hand and practically frog marched her away from the place.

Shit me up for a good couple of days!
 
I've interviewed four musicians who went on to either die a short time later (three of them) or had a relative who died a short time later. Three of them were drummers.

I've had three mates die (around a similar age to me, I'm 22) and they're all called Tom. My name? Tom :(
 
Also, I flew on 9/11 (Manchester to Philadelphia) and when our plane got diverted to Halifax, Nova Scotia I met this bloke off my flight who I got quite chatty with (was there for three days) and took his email but never got in touch. Just over two years later took the same flight to go back for Uni and he was sitting one seat ahead of me. Proper shit me up for the entire flight.
 
Scariest thing

When I was about 14, whenever my dad was away on business and never when he was home, there was someone sneaking about outside our house....anyway, one night my mum was upstairs in the bath, I was downstairs and the back window was steamed up. For some reason I went to it to wipe away the steam and there was some guy staring right at me, his face pressed against the glass:eek: It was like something from a horror film...

He was later caught and charged with sexual assault and admitted to being the person hanging round our house
 
When I was about 14, whenever my dad was away on business and never when he was home, there was someone sneaking about outside our house....anyway, one night my mum was upstairs in the bath, I was downstairs and the back window was steamed up. For some reason I went to it to wipe away the steam and there was some guy staring right at me, his face pressed against the glass:eek: It was like something from a horror film...

He was later caught and charged with sexual assault and admitted to being the person hanging round our house

Sounds like one of Chev's steamy affairs.
 
Also, I flew on 9/11 (Manchester to Philadelphia) and when our plane got diverted to Halifax, Nova Scotia

I hope you complained quite loudly at the check-in desk about how fucked off you were at the delay.
 
When I was about 14, whenever my dad was away on business and never when he was home, there was someone sneaking about outside our house....anyway, one night my mum was upstairs in the bath, I was downstairs and the back window was steamed up. For some reason I went to it to wipe away the steam and there was some guy staring right at me, his face pressed against the glass:eek: It was like something from a horror film...

He was later caught and charged with sexual assault and admitted to being the person hanging round our house

:eek: That shit me up just reading it!
 
I accidently killed a young girl in Iraq, now, her ghost appears at random times and in random places like on buses or in my bed. She asks me "Why did you take my life?" and i just run away but then she appears in front of me, no matter where i go, which way i turn, she's always in front of me.
 
:eek: That shit me up just reading it!

I can laugh now, but seeing this face up against the glass, right where I'd rubbed the condensation away-fucking hell:eek:
 
I accidently killed a young girl in Iraq, now, her ghost appears at random times and in random places like on buses or in my bed. She asks me "Why did you take my life?" and i just run away but then she appears in front of me, no matter where i go, which way i turn, she's always in front of me.
WUM surely:eek:
 
Went to Bimingham for my nans 60th birthday party as a kid. On way back home in car I started to feel ill, blinding headache, clammy, nausea etc. For some reason I said "Nan is dead" meaning my other nan but was shot down by parents for being in bad taste.

When we got home there was a police car waiting for us to tell my dad that his mum had died in the night. Time of death was within 5 minutes of my announcement
 
When I was about 14, whenever my dad was away on business and never when he was home, there was someone sneaking about outside our house....anyway, one night my mum was upstairs in the bath, I was downstairs and the back window was steamed up. For some reason I went to it to wipe away the steam and there was some guy staring right at me, his face pressed against the glass:eek: It was like something from a horror film...

He was later caught and charged with sexual assault and admitted to being the person hanging round our house


i was the window cleaner for fucks sake

god almighty.
 
When I was about 14, whenever my dad was away on business and never when he was home, there was someone sneaking about outside our house....anyway, one night my mum was upstairs in the bath, I was downstairs and the back window was steamed up. For some reason I went to it to wipe away the steam and there was some guy staring right at me, his face pressed against the glass:eek: It was like something from a horror film...

He was later caught and charged with sexual assault and admitted to being the person hanging round our house

:eek: Jesus Christ!
 
last week my mate had his picture taken on an iPhone, and it glitched. The picture turned out with a line across his neck with his head off the rest of his body, to the right of it. The kind of thing you see in movies

We've been taking the piss ever since (showing him stuff like Faces of Death - that really got him worried), and are waiting for something to happen.
 
When I was about 14, whenever my dad was away on business and never when he was home, there was someone sneaking about outside our house....anyway, one night my mum was upstairs in the bath, I was downstairs and the back window was steamed up. For some reason I went to it to wipe away the steam and there was some guy staring right at me, his face pressed against the glass:eek: It was like something from a horror film...

He was later caught and charged with sexual assault and admitted to being the person hanging round our house

Same kinda thing thing happened to me when I was about 12, although I'd probably shit myself more wiping away the condensation. Came downstairs when everyone was in bed to get a drink and I could just see this face peering into the kitchen window, we both legged it off at the same time :D
 
I was asleep, and for some reason woke up in the early hours. I just sat up in bed and looked ahead for about 2 mins, then went back to sleep. About 3 hours later, my Aunt phoned my house phone saying my Grandad had a heart attack, and died. Time of death was when I randomly woke up.

In the funeral directors to see him in the coffin and all that. I said jokingly, "grandad, if you're here make the flowers move or something", about 30 seconds after that, my Mum said, "why are the flowers shaking?", I looked round and they were.

At the crematorium when the coffin was about to go through the curtain thing it was 5 to 15:00. Got back to the house for the wake and the caterer told one of my Uncles that a champagne bottle popped, time; 14:55.

Weird shit.
 
I've interviewed four musicians who went on to either die a short time later (three of them) or had a relative who died a short time later. Three of them were drummers.

http://www.nme.com/news/28-days/10040

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/music/1750644.stm

http://blogcritics.org/archives/2004/06/29/101507.php

http://www.tourdates.co.uk/news/2983-Singer-Songwriter-Matthew-Jay-Dies

I love Matthew Jay's first album. I remember waiting ages for a second album to come out and then finding out that he had died. I was gutted:(
 
I got raped by a ghost who claimed he was Matthew Kellys late great uncle
 
last week my mate had his picture taken on an iPhone, and it glitched. The picture turned out with a line across his neck with his head off the rest of his body, to the right of it. The kind of thing you see in movies

We've been taking the piss ever since (showing him stuff like Faces of Death - that really got him worried), and are waiting for something to happen.

You should make him watch The Omen! :D
 
a girl (karen) i know was driving through salford with her 2 kids, when they stopped at a pelican crossing, the woman who was using the crossing had 2 kids with her.
karens youngest who was 4, said 'theres me other mam with john and billy'
when questioned he said he used to live at an address in salford with them, before he had an accident and came to live with karens familly.
 
Went to Bimingham for my nans 60th birthday party as a kid. On way back home in car I started to feel ill, blinding headache, clammy, nausea etc. For some reason I said "Nan is dead" meaning my other nan but was shot down by parents for being in bad taste.

When we got home there was a police car waiting for us to tell my dad that his mum had died in the night. Time of death was within 5 minutes of my announcement

why would they send a police car round? or do they do that for everyone who dies?:confused:
 
A few years back my uncle died,he was born in Salford but left when he was 15 and had a career in the navy and lived in Plymouth. Me and my sister went to Plymouth for the funeral. In the pub afterwards while we were talking to some of his old naval colleagues, one chap took out his car keys,on his key ring he had a picture.My sister asked him who was in the picture, he said it was a friends son who had been killed in a traffic accident and showed her the picture. She burst out crying and opened her purse and brought out a picture of the same bloke, it was her next door neighbour. He was from Plymouth but had moved to Bolton when he got married, and sadly been killed.
 
I was asleep, and for some reason woke up in the early hours. I just sat up in bed and looked ahead for about 2 mins, then went back to sleep. About 3 hours later, my Aunt phoned my house phone saying my Grandad had a heart attack, and died. Time of death was when I randomly woke up.

Done the exact same thing myself.

My Granddad was in hospital, pretty much on his last legs and we were all expecting him to go within days. Anyway, I'd been asleep but it was only a light sleep because I was expecting the phone to ring at any moment to get the bad news. So I woke up and the first thing that pops in to my head was I think he's died during the night, I checked the time and it read 7:06. 5 minutes later I receive the phone call from my Mam to tell me he'd gone. Later on I asked what the time of death was and it turned out it was 7:05.

Probably just a coincidence, but still a little weird.
 
I accidently killed a young girl in Iraq, now, her ghost appears at random times and in random places like on buses or in my bed. She asks me "Why did you take my life?" and i just run away but then she appears in front of me, no matter where i go, which way i turn, she's always in front of me.

What, you speak Iraqi or she speaks English?
 
On the plane home from Moscow I seen a load of this black smoke and it kept changing shapes and it was coming closer it looked like that black smoke in 'Lost' then I seen a fighter jet pass us and thought "what the fuck is going on here" told my mate which wasn't the best of ideas as he was in the midst of a panic attack anyway and that made him more apprehensive and I certainly wasn't comfortable.

I'm sure it was smoke from a plane but you see planes pass loads whilst on a plane but i've never seen black smoke before and that fighter jet was also a bit weird.
 
why would they send a police car round? or do they do that for everyone who dies?:confused:

Died in hospital and my dad was her next of kin. Back in 1982 so no mobiles and they had to inform him. Dunno if thats the norm but its certainly what happened then
 
i once went for a shit....... i got up to wipe my bum..... and there was no shit in the toilet bowl

not even trails...... i cant explain to this day what happened

mystery... true mystery
 
A few years back I was with a bird from Gloucester, and she took me back down there to see the parents.

This was just after the Fred / Rose West arrests and as we doing some shopping in the city centre my missus mentioned that she had to walk past the house every day on the way to college.

Being a bit of a ghoul I asked her to take me to the house (which was still there at the time) to have a look.

As soon as we entered Cromwell Street my heart started pounding, and I started feeling ill. We got to the house about half way down the street and I just froze.

I could hardly speak and it felt like my head would explode.

I can honestly say I've never felt such an overwhelming feeling of evil before or since.

Eventually I snapped out of it, grabbed my bird's hand and practically frog marched her away from the place.

Shit me up for a good couple of days!

What was Fred's standard of building like? Would you have recommended him after seeing his workmanship first hand?
 
a girl (karen) i know was driving through salford with her 2 kids, when they stopped at a pelican crossing, the woman who was using the crossing had 2 kids with her.
karens youngest who was 4, said 'theres me other mam with john and billy'
when questioned he said he used to live at an address in salford with them, before he had an accident and came to live with karens familly.

what??!! is this true?
 
I used to stay over in my friends quite a bit when he used lived near here.



His house was fairly decrepit - clumps of carpet stuck out, there was a faint hum from the electricity metre, a musky smell emanated from every room, and most horrifying of all, on the third floor landing, there was a enormous picture of Jesus Christ; it's frame half-broken, coated in spiders webs and dust.


It was dark, too. Very dark. And dank.


Anyway, for some reason or another, on any given night, his door-bell would ring at exactly 3am, and no one would ever be at the door. We were in the living room, so would have noted if anyone of his family had gone out and rang it just to shit us up. But no, it rang, quickly and piercing. And there was no one ever there.
 
Some chilling stuff here lads, lets keep it up.
 
I watched a film years ago when I was about 10, about these 3 blokes looking after this baby, I can't remember what it was called? Anyway, I was sat there watching it when there appeared to be a ghostly figure of a boy in one of the windows in the scene. I re-wound it and there it was again, a ghost. It still shits me up to this day. Has anybody else had a similar experience?
 
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