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

Edrof said:
I suppose it depends which kind of ghost you're talking about. I'm not talking about the spirit-of-a-dead-person type. I'm really not sure they exist and, certainly, I haven't seen any hard evidence that would make me change my opinion on that score. If anyone has any I'd love to see it.

Infrasound, stone tape theory, EMF - they are all quite interesting explanations for the 'natural' haunting, though, and I think many more elude us at the moment.
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Have you watched that episode of Derren Brown where he meets a guy who does recordings of ghosts? You can see his heart breaking in it...it's really quite sad. Basically, he takes Derren out to record ghosts on this voice recorder he has. The guy is really proud of what he's done and is talking about how you can record ghosts on any sound equipment, even really really terrible stuff like the $10 (at a guess) thing he's using. He takes Derren back to his house and plays him stuff that is just **** noise, and tells Derren what he thinks it says (I couldn't hear any of it myself). Derren then brings in an audio expert and this guy is just like, well with cheap audio equipment it picks up the sounds of the device working, so the stuff you've recorded is just electronic noise in your device...this is when the dude's heart breaks!
 
Firestar_3x said:
Came out of the pub in the dead of night with a mate and went into a lit graveyard, half way in all the lights went out and the wind picked up.

We ran away screaming like little girls.
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Sorry but you find graveyards scary? I guess you also believe in ghosts since other than ghosts (not real btw) there is nothing to be scared of.
 
the creepiest thing that has happened to me was about 7 years ago when i was about 15/16

we had moved to the house i live in now and we invited over our neighbors from our old house, a mum and her daughter.

anyway my old neighbour called sally i think, had been drinking a few glasses of wine and was quite merry by the end of the night.
we all went to our beds and sally and her daughter nikki slept downstairs on a fold away bed&mattress.

it was about 2am and i was asleep in my bed when my door was opened by sally which woke me up, i was a bit confused why she came to my room but i just pretended to be asleep and thought she had got lost on her way to the toilet (despite having one downstairs, its a 3 tier house).

she made her way into my room and over to my computer desk, pulled down her knickers, sat on my computer chair and started to urinate. i can only assume she was sleep walking or very very drunk. i was very very confused at this point and remained as still and quiet as possible.

she finished her business, stood up pulled her undies up and then made her way to my bed which is a single bed so i took up pretty much all the space but that didnt stop the old gal. she started trying to shove me over saying in a slurred speech "nikki move over" "cmon nik move over" i clung onto the mattress as tight as i could, all the while pretending to be asleep. after what seemed like an age she stopped and came to her senses.

she jolted up and walked over to the window and said very quietly "oh my god" sounding very worried lol.

she walked out the room very quickly and quietly and went back downstairs to her own bed.

i waited for about 30 mins by which time my room stank of pee and i went upstairs to my parents room and woke my mum up and said
"mum does sally sleep walk?"#

mum: what the hell are you doing? go back to bed!
me: mum sally just came in my room and peed on my chair and floor
mum: wtf are you on about
me: she came into my room and did a wee on my floor

i repeated what happened until mum came down and saw the evidence for herself.
after a lot of wondering what to do we lay down a towel over the area and went back to bed. needless to say sally and her daughter left very early the next day and we havent spoken to them since.
 
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used to get the bus to school for a few years and out of that, maybe 2 weeks i got a man, the same man sit next to me on the bus, sometimes he would touch his leg against mine. in the beginning i thought it was a woman but never bothered looking, too shy and too polite to look at someones face next to me but once i realized it was the same paedo, i asked my dad to jump on the bus with me, needless to say he got off the bus with this man and he never bothered me again.
 
When we moved into my Grandads house a couple of months after he passed i was in the kitchen sitting on the worktop talking to my dad while he was cooking..and i happen to look down to the front door as it was rather a long kitchen...i seen something white in colour move very fast to the left...I cant explain exactly how it was...but i know what i saw that day. ;)
 
If there was an Ocuk meeting for this stuff, Dover Castle, Edinburgh Vaults or Hellfire Caves overnight would make a lot of people here **** themselves.:p

I know things like that can be arranged for groups(20-30 people usually), i would certainly give it a go but no idea how it could be organised successfully as i think they cost a fair amount to hire overnight for a group.
 
Sleep paralysis combined with Hypnagogic hallucinations

Room full of snakes
"alien" doctors injecting me in stomach
Flaming Satan in the room
"heart attack, followed by bright light and outer Brady experience.
The more normal a pressence sitting on your chest.

That sort of thing

I would also recommend parent somehow tell there kids, I thought I was mental and didn't tell parents. It started at a very young age, pre 6years old. It wasn't till I saw a documentary some time in my teens that I finally realized what it was and I wasn't a freak.
 
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On my like 3rd/4th week of secondary school I was waiting at the bus stop as usual (I was the only kid who used this bus spot as the others walked into the village or got on the one before) so I was alone and a red mondeo pulled up. A young lad asked me if I wanted a lift as he noticed my school from my uniform. I told him no thanks and he got very angry. Buttsex still avoided nearly 7 years later. I crapped myself at the time though.
 
When I was 13, I dreamt that my grandfather was ill. It upset me so I awoke to get a drink. When I went back to sleep I saw him on the end of my bed, and he told me to look after my nan and that he had to go.

In the morning I remember waking up crying and when I went downstairs I saw my mother and grandmother crying. He had died in the night :(

Freaked me out because I don't believe in ghosts and he wasn't ill.
 
This thread is nothing compared to the "things that make your skin crawl" thread on another forum that has no family filter rules :p
 
In April 2009 we had a house-fire which gutted the entire house.

After clearance was made to ensure that the structure of the house was intact, we all went in there.

Above the downstairs toilet, smoke seemed to write "EMMA" and "STEVE" over the walls - these are the names of my parents.

My younger brother was so taken by it that he broke down in tears.

Weird times.
 
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