What is the creepiest thing to have ever happened to you?

In fairness the wireless mouse is pretty bad but the keyboard has only needed batteries roughly once a year.

Perhaps the paranormal are afraid of batteries?

Seriously though I think tackling these things head-on is the only way and this is why I have turned my lamp off!

Nah it was a bad break up. The main reason she was staying there was because her family had moved down england. so once they split, she had to move down with them.

Still, that's pretty bloody freaky! Good on you for taking it on though! :cool:
 
Right my last experience now scared the living hell out of me and i think it would have given an old person a heart attack.

Around 5 years ago i woke up late as it was a hot night, went downstairs to get a drink but before doing so i turned the living room light on to see my dog(now dead) who was awake lying on the sofa quietly.Turned off the light as i went to the kitchen then a loud as hell crashing sound came from the living room a few seconds after, found a vase on the floor with plant in it from about 40-50cm away from where it was placed and yes it wasn't placed near the edge beforehand as it was watered often so i knew.(what made it wierd was how far out it was)

My dog was staring at the same area constantly, looking like it was scared stiff and i was sitting next to her caling her name patting her but she wouldn't even move her head for a few mins at least.

I left the vase where it was, showed my mother the next day who got freaked out and agreed that it was wierd where it landed.
 
In fairness the wireless mouse is pretty bad but the keyboard has only needed batteries roughly once a year.

Perhaps the paranormal are afraid of batteries?

Seriously though I think tackling these things head-on is the only way and this is why I have turned my lamp off!

That's not to bad then, I've always thought they used batteries up quite quickly.

I would like to think so as there's quite a few batteries lying around the house :p

Yeah, Or you could kill it with fire, but I think with a ghost it would have no affect :(
 
When I was around 9-12yrs old I had two or three recurring dreams that seriously freaked me out and can't really explain them other than a strange case of sleep paralysis.

First time it happened I woke up in the middle of the night, I could tell I was in my bedroom, but something was clearly 'off', I was still half asleep and couldn't move at all. I looked around but couldn't really make sense of anything, it was clearly my room but at the same time I couldn't really focus on anything in particular. I then notice what can only be a black object on my bed, right in front of me. The object had no discernible shape or colour, just pitch black, a black hole if you will. While it wasn't moving, it was not completely still, vibrating around the edges, a bit like static but more like flashing strings rather than dots. Obviously, at this point I was scared, but what terrified me most was the effect this object was having on my mind.

It's difficult to put into words what I exactly felt, but the the most accurate description would be that I started to lose my mind. Being physically paralysed the only thing I could do was stare at the black object. As I gazed at it I suddenly felt this overwhelming feeling of dread and sheer confusion, like something was slowly scrambling my thought patterns. As this happened, the object grew bigger in a pulsating manner and started to vibrate/fluctuate more aggresively, which in turn made me stare at it even more and hence become more confused and lost. This continued untill it felt like I was drowning in confusion and complete mental chaos, I couldn't focus on anything except this blackness in front of me. I then suddenly woke up and apart from being slightly shaken, everything was normal.
 
When I was in my first year at uni I was helping my mum do some floor repairs at the Granchester house of a certain author by the name of Archer. Anyway, there was no-one else in the house and we were on our hands and knees working on the floor. About 3 feet in front of us was a chair with one of the family's cats on it. It was fast asleep. Suddenly, it jerks awake and proceeds to watch something walking behind us. When I mean watch, i really do me exactly that. It's eyes were clearly focused on whatever it could see and "it" was moving left to rght behind us for about 30 seconds in total (left being where my left foot was etc). Given that the cat was so focused on whatever it was we both turned around and saw...absolutely nothing. On turning back around the cat ws still watching "it". After about 30 secs in total it just turned it's head, looked at us and then went back to sleep. It was very wierd because the cat was definitely looking at something but there was nothing there.
On a side note, Mr Archer paid my mum in cash in a brown envelope. I nearly choked on my tongue trying not to laugh. If you are of a certain age you'll understand that one. :)
 
Why does the glass move then? Not every Ouija board will have someone pushing the glass.

It's the ideomotor effect. Unconscious muscular activity. People genuinely don't believe that the movement is coming from themselves but it is, albeit not a movement that they have consciously generated.

Surely the fact that people need to touch the glass would set alarm bells ringing? If these spirits are as powerful as people make out then surely it would be easy for them to move a glass that no one is touching?

As soon as you blindfold the participants, the Ouija board stops working. You get no movement at all or strings of random letters. Why would this be if the spirit is moving the glass?
 
When I was around 9-12yrs old I had two or three recurring dreams that seriously freaked me out and can't really explain them other than a strange case of sleep paralysis.

It sounds almost exactly like sleep paralysis. Freaking out sounds perfectly normal - I'm sure most of us would react in the same way!
 
Couple of spooky moments.

When I was little I was haunted by a poltergeist which came out from under my bed at night. I remember just waking up in the middle of the night feeling really wide awake. Looking down over the side of the bed, I would see a what can only be described as a black apparition. First the hands would come out from under the bed and the fingers would grow longer and longer. At this point I would run out of the room screaming and jump into my parents bed. This went on for a while. My mum started to think there was something wrong with me as I would sit outside my bedroom door just crying, afraid to go to bed because I knew the poltergeist would come. When she would ask I would just say "The big hand is under my bed".

One time I decided to just sit there and see what would happen. Perhaps I was imagining the whole thing? The next time it showed itself I held out as long as I could only to see it come out from under the bed in full form and then proceed to move up the wall. I ran out the room at this point. Anyway, my mum got talking to the neighbour one day and it turns out my room was the room of a little boy who tragically died. The father of the boy sold the house as the mum would just sit in the boy's room all day and night. Once my mum put two and two together, she put me in my brother's room and the poltergeist room was sealed up.

Incident 2

Coming home and opening the front door only to hear something run across the upstairs landing and slam the bedroom door. The alarm was on so after turning it off I went to investigate. I couldn't open the bedroom door and it felt like something was holding the handle. I tried with all my strength and it didnt budge at all. At this point I went and got my neighbour as I feared a robber might be in the house and he could turn out to be violent. Hopefully we could at least trap the intruder in the room until the police arrived. Bearing in mind the house alarm was on and wasn't showing any intrusions. Anyway, both my neighbour and me tried to get the door open. Then suddenly, it just opened by itself. Police turned up to check over the house and everything appeared normal and the alarm was working correctly. Fast forward a few weeks, and I heard something whispering in my ear while in bed. Thinking it was the radio, I shut my eyes. The whispering got louder and I could feel breath on my ear. I **** myself and ran for the light. Nothing was there and the radio was off. I spent a few hours held up in the bathroom before having the balls to go back to my bed. I sat awake for the rest of the night.
 
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Got a few stories about the house that we used to live in. The first thing I remember was waking up in the middle of the night. All the house lights were off, there was just a little bit of light coming into my room through the curtains from the street lamp outside. I looked over to the door of my room and saw a silhouette of a figure apparently standing there. I couldn't make out any details at all. Being about 5 yrs old I was petrified. All it did was turn and glide out the door.

Apparently when I was younger mum had found me upstairs looking for her. Apparently I'd been at the bottom of the stairs and saw a woman walk past the top, assumed it was mum and went up to find her. Mum was actually in the garden and there was nobody else at home. I was too young to remember this. Apparently my grandad saw the same once too. He's no longer alive now though.

Another thing that happened when I was about 7 was again in the early hours of the morning. We were all woken by a really loud bang. It sounded like someone had dropped something really heavy on the floor (upstairs floorboards). I mean something really heavy. Not only did I hear it, I even felt it through the bed. There was no sound of anything tumbling etc. Just 1 short loud thud. We never did find the cause of it.

A few years later on now. It was the afternoon, my mum was in the lounge reading a book with my newborn sister in her arms during a power cut. She heard what sounded like the front door slam shut. She assumed it was me coming home from school so got up to greet me. I wasn't there and the front door was still locked. As she walked further into the hall the lounge door (which was normally really stiff) suddenly slammed shut. This was the middle of winter so no windows were open to cause drafts etc. A few seconds later I really did get home from school.

Although we hadn't lived in the house from new, the neighbours had. We asked them if anyone had died there etc but they said no. I assume the land was just farmland before the estate was built. As soon as we moved, the general uneasy feelings and the strange events stopped.
 
We should do an OcUK ghost adventure outing could be a lot of fun....i mean like Dover Castle or something would be cool to investigate something like that during the night for people interested in doing so.(somewhere big which it is, has loads and loads of underground tunnels supposed to be very haunted)

I reckon quite a few would go but i am wondering how much it cost to do that however it would also be good for non-believers to see if they find anything unexplainable.(i am on the fence myself i am not sure.)

I think West Wycombe caves do 10pm-3am or something investigations for small/large groups with some staff and i've also seen some other places like London Tombs do it but i never been there myself.

Would make a change from a usual meet up of course could have time in a pub or something beforehand.

Imagine doing it around Halloween time too. :D
 
Another thing that happened when I was about 7 was again in the early hours of the morning. We were all woken by a really loud bang. It sounded like someone had dropped something really heavy on the floor (upstairs floorboards). I mean something really heavy. Not only did I hear it, I even felt it through the bed. There was no sound of anything tumbling etc. Just 1 short loud thud. We never did find the cause of it.

That actually happened to me about a week ago.
 
Why the HELL did I choose 1am to read this thread!!!!!! :'(
Just spent 45 mins reading it, might sleep with the tv on otherwise I will have a million thoughts running through my head :p

Not that I believe in any of this rubbish but when its lights out by yourself, it doesnt really matter

I've had one experience a few years back where i woke up in the early hours of the morning(it was getting light) and i saw a middle aged couple standing next to each other at the side of my bed. I went to touch them but they just dissapeared when I did. Im pretty sure it was me hallicinating.
 
One time my dads Surround Sound system decided to turn itself on and blast the 24/7 news reel which loops on BBC :p at bloody 4am!

Rush downstairs, turn on all lights, turned speakers off, checked the house, windows, everything....

Was bloody scary as we had it super loud for Pearl Harbour which ended like 3 hours prior to this occurrence.
 
Picture this: 1am, house sitting for parents who are in Sweden on holiday, i'm grogging off to sleep and all the lights are out, only source is a tft that hasn't gone on standby yet.. all of a sudden the door to my room starts opening and a voice of a recently sobbing girl says "i've had enough!" I nearly jumped out of my skin and my heart would definetly give out if i was a codger..
Turns out my then girlfriend had a big argument with her flatmate and drove down to my place, she had an emergency key, i had the fan on high and did not hear what was happening downstairs..she thought i heard her come in.. I don't think my heart rate normalised for a good hour and i almost let out a quite womanly scream :D
 
About 12 years ago I was in a local pub (The Sun in Monk Bretton) with the cricket team my husband played for. People started drifting home, the race to the bar for another drink before time was called etc. when a figure walked (or drifted) past and just disappeared into the wall beside me. The woman next to me (who I've got to know well over the years) said "what the hell was that?" Neither of us were drinking alcohol due to being on medication so we weren't drunk. I can't describe the style of dress because it was so vague and it happened so quickly but my immediate thought was that it was male and appeared dark grey from head to foot.
A couple of weeks later, our local paper who ran a weekly write up of pubs in the area, ran a feature on the Sun Inn and did a short interview with the landlord who said the place was haunted.
I'm a logical person and don't really believe in ghosts but I still can't find a rational explanation for what we both saw. :eek:
 
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