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

[cduffy]

hi mate..you said on ylur post there was a few other things happened but didnt want to bore us..Im more than willing to hear them..Freaky, but im curious.

 

[Nidge]

This is totally 100% true

Basically, theres a family we know of India, and they do spiritual medicine -you know like on most haunted Derek Acorah has a spirit sidekick which he uses to communication with the 'other side' a bit like that. Anyway, if there is something going on in your life, you can ring them and they'll send it down to check out certain things, and then give you ways of ridding yourself of the problem. Trust me on this, they've found shit loads of things going on, and there is absolutely no way of them knowing this stuff back there because our family back in India don't know about this lot.

Anyway, someone we know, whos a bit of a twat, was quite dubious about it and even mocked it, laughing down the phone telling them that were talking bullshit, and doing it for money (which they never ask for) So he asked them to prove it. So they said fine, go anywhere you like, and then call us, we'll then tell you exactly where you are. So he does....being the cunt that he is, he drives all the way to London central, and then calls them on his mobile and asks them to prove it. They tell him on the phone, hes in London, stood next to a red car and then described the area around him - it would have been impossible for them to know any details at all. They also said the entity was quite pissed off with the request and was prepared to hurt him if he wasnt told not to!

Google Earth

H T H

Im quite worried about some Indian spirit coming after me now, so i'll just make reference to the fact that i'm speaking in jest.

 

[Atom Age Vampire]

Some creepy shit in here.

I've had a few fucked up things happen to me over the years.

Can't be arsed to go into much detail as i'm tired, but a relatively recent incident was a couple of years back.

I was home alone (yes i know, how convenient ) My mam and dad were out at some friends party and were staying there overnight, if i remember correctly. Anyway i'm downstairs watching a bit of telly, must of been around 10-11pm, and something just didn't feel quite right in the house, now i'm not normally the type to get all easily spooked when i'm on my own at night, doesn't bother me in the slightest. But you know when you just get that eery feeling, i started to hear a few bumps from upstairs, i thought get a grip of yourself you twat and played it down as being the cat. This was shortly proven not to be the case, as the cat came to the back door for some meat, tbh i was glad the cat had come in and cuddled up next to me, he can be a vicious fucker to any strangers.

Anyway a hour or so passed, and i hadn't heard anything else so started to feel more at ease again. Decided to turn in for the night, locked up downstairs, put the cat out etc etc.. and headed up.

So i get into bed, and after literally a couple of minutes i start hearing clear as day rustling carrier bags, it was around christmas time and it sounded like it was coming from my parents room (presents kept in there) so i'm thinking FFS, WTF is that all about and thinking did i just imagine that, then i hear it again, get out of bed really starting to shit it tbh. My bedroom door was closed, and i was shit scared to walk out onto the landing into the pitch black, i started to think what if it's burglars who've somehow got in without me seeing them, and actually got tooled up with a crowbar i keep in my room.

After a couple of minutes picked up the courage to go and investigate, turned on all the lights and went in my parents room, now there was some presents in bags in there but in a wardrobe/cupboard, which i doubt i could of heard from my room with the door shut, so i was stumped trying to think of a valid explanation for the rustling noises.

Now to the really fucked up part (all completely true)...

I went to the toilet, then got back into bed still shitting it a bit. I'm lying there and i guarantee 110% this was not my imagination, clear as day a voice in my left ear growls like something out of the fucking exorcist ''GET OUUUUUT'' to this day i still get goosebumps just thinking about it as i am now.

Obviously i took the fuckers advice and shot up out of bed, let out a yelp something along the lines of ''FUCKING SHITTING CUNT'' and legged it downstairs, absolutely pooing my pants at this point thinking what the fucking hell just happened, when suddenly one after the other 2 MASSIVE (wasn't any blue cunts up there as far as i know) bangs on the floorboards come from upstairs, at that point i think fuck this not having it and went out onto my front lawn at about 12am in just my boxers, but didn't give a shit tbh, was fair to say i was terrified. I ended up going round my mates and crashing there for the night, he was taking the piss as you would expect but there was no way i was sleeping there alone after what had just happened.

To this day there is simply no explanation for what happened that night, and just a few weeks later my dad had a equally fucked up experience involving his bed shaking which i wont go into.

Reading this back, it sounds like a load of bollocks but i swear its true. Just as i'm typing that paranormal 2 advert has just come on, could be a sleepless night now.

there is no fucking way i would be dragged back into that house if that was me

i'd live in a fuckin wheelie bin first

 

[Philthered]

hi mate..you said on ylur post there was a few other things happened but didnt want to bore us..Im more than willing to hear them..Freaky, but im curious.

Me aswell.

I shit myself reading that story.

 

[RedDevilMikee]

Can't believe this thread is still going! Keep it up!

 

[Arron]

I cant sleep so i decided to read this. I ma now sat shitting myself at every noise i hear and although i think half the storys are complete bollocks im never going to get to sleep

 

[redtour_1980]

Fucking hell brilliant thread but now shitting it...don't read this if you're home alone at night ffs!

 

[Philthered]

I cant sleep so i decided to read this. I ma now sat shitting myself at every noise i hear and although i think half the storys are complete bollocks im never going to get to sleep

I do that sometimes when I can't sleep. Fucking class thread.

 

[cduffy]

Mods can we bump this to the main forum please.

 

[nastyoldmrpike]

Sorry, ive been reading through this thread again, SD, this is SERIOUSLY fucked up, please tell me you made it up?

I swear if she had done her exorcist impression in my car, i would have beheaded it.

If this is all true, and I'm very sceptical, then it sounds like a classic case of schizophrenia. The human memory is also an imperfect tool and nobody wants to appear a mug so embellishments are made.

Here is a deal, you name the haunted place, I'll go with a camcorder and prove how lame all you ghost-botherers are.

 

[nastyoldmrpike]

He then asked me to open the piece of paper in my hand - and it had exactly the same answers in the same order.

If that was a trick - it was a good one. All the things he said would happen all came to pass. I left my job two months later, when I met my wife to be (no) and we now have two kids. Not rich but not skint either.

Walked out of the place feeling very shaky at the time. Why pick on me in amongst 6 million?

Think how many people he could have used the same opening gambit with and got no response, you come past and he scores an immediate direct hit. You don't seem sceptical so you are a perfect victim. Talking about the future (and the past) is open to all manner of interpretations, see Nostradamus, and the paper thing is it happened well, there are any number of neat ways in which you can use a nail pencil and swap two pieces of paper.

Anyways as I said before, lots of times looking back relies on the imperfections of the human mind and the fact nobody wants to seem the fool, so embellishments are made.

 

[nastyoldmrpike]

some crazy stuff on here,Its really hard to understand some of these weird coicendences,my grandad died in november unfortunately,me and family were at hospital with him when he died,was strange because all the family were there in room with him,except my auntie who was coming from further away,she managed to get to hospital in time,and my grandad died with us all there,on friday 13th,13.00 hours,my grandad had a dag he loved which was put down few years ago,on november 13th also,very strange how things happen like that,hard to understand

There are 6 billion people on the planet. Even if something is a BILLION to one shot, it will still happen to 6 people statistically. Something like happened to you is probably in the region of a hundred thousand to one, so there will be loads of people in your situation.

Sorry.

 

[RedDevilMikee]

*bump!*

 

[united147]

Mods can we bump this to the main forum please.

Good shout. Doesn't get the attention it deserves when its in here. Needs new stories

 

[julian_cope]

btt

 

[hyderedphil]

When i was 11 my heart stopped, ambulance was called and i can remember looking down at him trying to bring me round with my mum and dad at his side, Next thing i remember is waking up in the ambulance.

 

[Philthered]

I love this thread, i must have read it about 10 times.

 

[crackers1]

Check this out if you can be arsed. The report of a young boy whose parents believe used to be a WWII Fighter Pilot in a past life:

Part 1 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_EWwzFwUOxA

Part 2 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5965wcH2Kx0&feature=related

Superb read something about this will have to watch these videos.

I get that. The Arsenal vs United game a couple of years ago when Henry scored at the end to make it 2-1, well, I had 'dreamt' it. Rooney scoring, to Van Persie coming on to the result ending as 2-1 to them. Proper weird. I've had a few other footballing dreams that have come true too.

I have done the football dream twice,the first one was night before champions league final in 99. Remember getting on the plane next morning for Barca and was sat next to two brummies father and daughter anyhow they asked me what they thought the score would be and i said we will 2-1 in the same way we beat liverpool in the cup with two goals in injury time and ole will get the winner i dreamt it last night obviously just joking. Anyhow back on the plane after they game the bloke comes up to me shook my hand and said how fucking freaky.

The other one was before champions league semi away at arsenal and i told my mates on train that had this dream last night we are two up in 10 minutes with park and ronaldo scoring and it was vivid as fuck dream i had.

They laughed and said that would be fucking quality anyhow after ronnie scored that free kick after all the jumping round and calmed down my mate puts his arm round me calls me a freaky fucker for that dream.

Telll you what if i ever get a vivid football dream again i will be putting money on it.

 

[Redtreble]

Superb read something about this will have to watch these videos.



I have done the football dream twice,the first one was night before champions league final in 99. Remember getting on the plane next morning for Barca and was sat next to two brummies father and daughter anyhow they asked me what they thought the score would be and i said we will 2-1 in the same we beat liverpool in the cup with two goals in injury time and ole will get the winner i dreamt it last night obviously just joking. Anyhow back on the plane after they game the bloke comes up to me shook my hand and said how fucking freaky.

The other one was before champions league semi away at arsenal and i told my mates on train that had this dream last night we are two up in 10 minutes with park and ronaldo scoring and it was vivid as fuck dream i had.

They laughed and said that would be fucking quality anyhow after roonie scored that free kick after all the jumping round and calmed down my mate puts his arm round me calls me a freaky fucker for that dream.

Telll you what if i ever get a vivid football dream again i will be putting money on it.

Years ago, over breakfast, my mother told us about a weird dream she'd had the night before about a futuristic spaceship. She thought it was going to explode and she was trying to stop the crew from getting on board, but they refused to listen to her and all ended up dying when the spaceship blew up. She was very freaked out about the dream because she'd never talked about any of her dreams before.

Later that very same day, we watched Challenger Explode. Took my mum ages to get over it, despite us explaining that it was just a coincidence.

 

[m33red]

brilliant thread this, some absolute corking yarns, some that do have an element of terror, some blatant idiotic examples (and I use my own in that category)...

and just to finish the story off, I went outside to see if Nana Vera was hanging from the upstairs window and of course she wasn't, and there was no-one in the street, no door-to-door people etc.

I did have a few weeks worth of fun by thumping the walls in our house three times to shit the mrs up on a few occasions.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KB-23IoTq28

 

[MrIan]

I've read this from start to finish. Some scary shit

 

[mufc-andy]

Any new stories ?

 

[julian_cope]

bttt

 

[Filthy The Dog]

Any new stories ?

Not really a scary one, but a bit weird nevertheless.

My boss and I were working on a contract for a large Canadian city. It took a full hour and forty-five minutes to two hours, depending on what part of the city we were working in, to drive back to our home town. The nature of the work we do often means we work at night time.

This one particular night, we left to travel home at 2.15am, meaning we should arrive home at 4am at the earliest, but as we reached the far edge of the neighbouring town we hit dense fog which meant we were driving along at less than half the speed limit.
Things seemed a bit odd. The road seemed straighter than normal and it constantly appeared as though we were driving uphill. We talked about it and assumed it was just an illusion being caused by intensity of the fog.
Eventually we reached the intersection with a major highway which normally we would avoid to take a quicker, more direct backroad route, but given the weather, we decided to stick with the main road. After a few miles, the fog thinned until it was completely cleared and we could carry on our journey at a normal speed.

We arrived home, my boss dropped me off and I headed into the kitchen to drop my keys and get a drink of water to take to bed. As I did, I looked at the kitchen clock and was somewhat puzzled. It read 3.30am.

Somehow, a journey that would take over an hour and forty-five minutes in clear weather, using short cuts, had taken half an hour less in thick fog, driving at half the normal speed and taking a longer route...

 

[bigredneville]

Anyone got any new stories?

 

[M9 Red]

Great thread

BTTT

 

[LH_88]

Never read this thread before. Fucking hell some of the stories

Mered4life's Epping Forest story has shat me up the most as I genuinely believe him and his bit on the side would have been butchered to death if he hadn't got that car started

 

[I wank dags as a hobby]

Never read this thread before. Fucking hell some of the stories

Mered4life's Epping Forest story has shat me up the most as I genuinely believe him and his bit on the side would have been butchered to death if he hadn't got that car started

Watching the dogging programme on Channel 4 tonight and it brought it all back to me !!!

 

[oojahred]

There was one night in 2007 that I will never forget. I still struggle to come to terms with what happened that night even now. I stayed over at a pub in the lakes. Id been staying at a b and b with some mates near Coniston but felt they were doing my head in so I made up an excuse that I wasn’t feeling well and I had to go home. On the way back I stopped for some tea at the pub and after a couple of pints I thought sod it im gonna stop over instead of driving back as it was about 8.30. The landlord said there was a room I could have for £10.00 for the night. Bargain I thought so he gave me the key and took the tenner.

The pub was called the brown horse or bull or something and it was on the edge of grizdale forest in the lake district. It was a large imposing old pub which sat on a hill top. To the rear was the forest and at the front a windey lane which wove through the forest out to windermere. It was November and it was one of those crisp, cold, clear nights. The pub was full of very local people, clearly the types who lived in the immediate area, farmers, etc. They weren’t overly friendly but by no means rude.
I had a couple more pints, Lancaster bomber I think it was, lovely stuff. Before going up to bed I thought I’d nip outside for a quick fag as the smoking ban had come in a few months before. I nipped out of the side door and had a slow walk around the back, trying to light my cig in the strong cold wind. As I walked round the corner I came across this old bloke sat on the wall, smoking a pipe. He was about 70, had a scruffy beard and hair and wore a quite tatty old suit. He gave me a light with his lighter and we got chatting. Turns out he’d lived in the area all his life and he used to deliver milk and eggs to the pub from a farm down the road.
He asked me where I was from and I said Manchester and that I was staying over in the pub that evening. Once I’d told him this his behaviour changed. Why are you staying son? He said, cant you get back to Manchester tonight? I explained that it wasn’t a problem as the room was cheap, I’d had a few drinks and I was in no particular rush to get back anyway. Still he persisted…No you don’t want to stay in there, theres much nicer places to stay in on the other side of the forest. I told him I was happy with it and wasn’t going to start looking for somewhere else at that time of night. With that he jumped up from the wall, his hand on my chest and almost shouting now wheezed ‘listen son…….go home!! This isn’t a place for you!’ He then stumbled off round the corner, to the front of the pub.

I was going to go after him and have a bit of a go but I thought nah leave it hes elderly and hes probably had too much to drink. I finished my cig and went back in the pub and up the stairs near the bar. I was in number 3 and I unlocked my door and went inside. The inside of the room was very basic to say the least. There was a single bed in the corner, a wardrobe and a stand alone mirror. The floor was bare floorboards with a tatty rug and the curtains were those horrible old net things. The room was proper dim, about 2 watt or something! So all in all I was thinking it was a good job the room was so cheap otherwise I would have been back downstairs to complain. I had a quick look out of the window, which looked out on to the back of the pub and the forest beyond. To my surprise the old man was back outside on the wall again smoking his pipe. I noticed him look up at me at the window. I stood back quickly hoping he hadn’t seen me but I was sure he had.

It was really cold in the room and there was no radiator so I got straight in bed and under the covers. I must have fallen asleep pretty quickly as I don’t remember much else then.

What felt like about half an hour later I was awoken by a bang. I just rolled over onto my other side as I thought it must have been somebody going into one of the other rooms on the landing outside. A couple of minutes later I heard something to make me frozen with fear. It was a cough. Nothing scarey about a cough you might think but the thing is the cough came from what sounded like inside my room, probably not much further away than the end of the bed. It was very dark in my room and I sat up quickly and grabbed my mobile from the side of me on the bed. It was one of those slide front ones that lights up when you slide it open. I slid it open quick to shed some dim light on the room. I looked straight ahead to the foot of the bed where I had heard the coughing noise come from. There was nothing there except the blank wall. My heart still pounding I looked to the left to the wardrobe. There was nothing there either. I began to feel a little better, thinking that the cough must have come from one of the other rooms and that the walls must be extremely thin.

Just then I glanced to my right where the mirror was stood against the wall. What I saw in that mirror will stay with me till my dying day. Even now when I see that vision in my mind I feel sick with terror. In the reflection of the mirror I could see myself sat up in bed turned towards the mirror, a pale light on my face coming from my mobile. But next to me over my left shoulder was peering a terrifying face of an old lady! A face which was now smiling with the most evil expression I have ever seen, just a few inches from my own face. A gaunt, haggard old face with glinting beady little eyes. At that moment I wanted to die, I seriously just wanted to die and disappear off the face of the earth. Just then the light from my mobile went out as it does when its been on a few seconds and I was in darkness again. As the light went out the room was filled with the noise of the old woman’s frenzied laughter. High pitched and uncontrollable, taking over my whole being. As she cackled madly i leapt from the bed and ran to the door in the darkness. I tugged at the door handle desperately but it just shook in the door frame, refusing to open for me!! I pressed the light switch on next to the door and turned round quickly.

Expecting to see the evil old woman coming after me I was surprised to see the bed empty. The insane laughter had now stopped too, and had done as soon as the light came on. I stood there, just in a pair of boxers, shivering uncontrollable but sweating like mad too! I felt like I was going to have a heart attack or faint or something!

I turned back to the door and tried again and this time it opened. I ran downstairs still in my boxers into the bar area. I was a gibbering wreck! There were still some people in the bar, staring at me like I was an alien! I went back up to the room with the landlord, packed up my stuff and left that night. I still have nightmares about what happened now and have to have counseling on a regular basis.

Did you report this on TripAdvisor?

Seriously though great thread.

 

[Philthered]

I love this thread, was reading it last night and some of them are freaky.

 

[KstandKr3w]

Great thread just read it all from start to end bit jumpy now though

 

[R e d]

Strange things go on at the the house I'm living at, lots of various house hold items (kitchen cutlery, ornaments) have vanished and never turned up including money, yes I've been robbed by an entity... strange but true.

 

[I wank dags as a hobby]

Strange things go on at the the house I'm living at, lots of various house hold items (kitchen cutlery, ornaments) have vanished and never turned up including money, yes I've been robbed by an entity... strange but true.

I reckon you have the same cunt staying with you 2 days a week, as I do.

 

[R e d]

Was creeped out last night

After I seen somebody or something through the little gap (as I have it open a little with the security latch-on at my front door, letting-in fresh air) as soon as it caught my eye my dag went berzek. His hairs stood up on his back growling away and I gets up goes and opens THE front door fully to find there's nobody insight.Was sober as a judge last night and so was my dag!

Play this after reading my post, I dare you? SFW BTW!

 

[Nidge]

Not really a scary one, but a bit weird nevertheless.

My boss and I were working on a contract for a large Canadian city. It took a full hour and forty-five minutes to two hours, depending on what part of the city we were working in, to drive back to our home town. The nature of the work we do often means we work at night time.

This one particular night, we left to travel home at 2.15am, meaning we should arrive home at 4am at the earliest, but as we reached the far edge of the neighbouring town we hit dense fog which meant we were driving along at less than half the speed limit.
Things seemed a bit odd. The road seemed straighter than normal and it constantly appeared as though we were driving uphill. We talked about it and assumed it was just an illusion being caused by intensity of the fog.
Eventually we reached the intersection with a major highway which normally we would avoid to take a quicker, more direct backroad route, but given the weather, we decided to stick with the main road. After a few miles, the fog thinned until it was completely cleared and we could carry on our journey at a normal speed.

We arrived home, my boss dropped me off and I headed into the kitchen to drop my keys and get a drink of water to take to bed. As I did, I looked at the kitchen clock and was somewhat puzzled. It read 3.30am.

Somehow, a journey that would take over an hour and forty-five minutes in clear weather, using short cuts, had taken half an hour less in thick fog, driving at half the normal speed and taking a longer route...

Clocks went back

 

[Steve1974]

We used to mess around with ouija boards when we were like 13/14 and smoke weed. Anyway this one night we were in this girls house and I was always convinced that one of them was pushing it. So we got this one going and was asking it daft things like how was Elvis doing etc. The glass wasn't moving. Then suddenly the glass shattered, not in to big bits of glass but in to bits like when you see a car window broken, then the lights went off and this ghetto blaster thing we had kicked in to life and started playing classical music. It's fair to say I never did another one after that.

 

[MitchamRed]

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

pffft,thats nothing.

only last night I went to put ketchup on my chips and the bottle was empty save for an image of our lord jesus Christ at the bottom of the bottle.
but it might just as easily have been Russell Brand.

this has happened frequently,especially after I've had a puff.

 

[Cheeses of Nazareth]

ghosts don't fucking exist you cranks ffs.... it's just partially invisible aliens fucking with us

 

[I wank dags as a hobby]

ghosts don't fucking exist you cranks ffs.... it's just partially invisible aliens fucking with us

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[parkpark]

Any new ones, I love reading this stuff. Would be brilliant for it to be on the main forum so it could get updated a lot more.