My Nana told me something similar a while back. She had a dream that she was walking along the promenade and she saw what looked to be a motor accident and paramedics were surrounding the are where the crash happened. A few days later she was told her brother had crashed his bike on the prom and was quite seriously hurt. No sure if she made it up but it got me thinking.
What is the creepiest thing to have ever happened to you?
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My Nana told me something similar a while back. She had a dream that she was walking along the promenade and she saw what looked to be a motor accident and paramedics were surrounding the are where the crash happened. A few days later she was told her brother had crashed his bike on the prom and was quite seriously hurt. No sure if she made it up but it got me thinking.
Don
I once woke up in my car, fully dressed, and ready for work about 15 minutes from my house, whilst driving.
It was about 4am. I didnt usually leave for work till 8am.
I must have sleep-walked my whole morning routine, it appeared that I had even taken a shower. That was freaky...
I had gone to bed late, was very tired, stressed, and had had a couple of glasses of wine the night before. I am a known sleep-talker, and have been seen to physically act out my dreams sometimes too. For example, when organising a festival and not having enough staff, I sat bolt upright in bed doing washing up motions whilst shouting "Im knee deep in pint glasses!"
I also punched my lady whilst asleep in bed after watching die-hard on tv just before bed
It seems that stress, tiredness and alcohol all make me more succeptable to these things!
It was about 4am. I didnt usually leave for work till 8am.
I must have sleep-walked my whole morning routine, it appeared that I had even taken a shower. That was freaky...
I had gone to bed late, was very tired, stressed, and had had a couple of glasses of wine the night before. I am a known sleep-talker, and have been seen to physically act out my dreams sometimes too. For example, when organising a festival and not having enough staff, I sat bolt upright in bed doing washing up motions whilst shouting "Im knee deep in pint glasses!"
I also punched my lady whilst asleep in bed after watching die-hard on tv just before bed
It seems that stress, tiredness and alcohol all make me more succeptable to these things!
Since stories here have dried up, people should read this thread which is even better:
http://www.arrse.co.uk/lamp-sandbag-ii-tall-story-strikes-back/1508-haunted-barracks.html
http://www.arrse.co.uk/lamp-sandbag-ii-tall-story-strikes-back/1508-haunted-barracks.html
That story is as old as the Internet. Been around for years in many shapes or forms.
Late, but sounds like an adapted version of a creepy pasta. Pretty sure you/your mates are making that up.
I occasionally have dreams where I seem to predict (always menial) events that happen in real life. I can only assume that I didn't actually have these dreams but in the split second where that event takes place, some kind of function happens in my brain that creates a whole new memory.
I suppose it's a bit like saying the information going into the "now" part of my brain also finds it's way into the "yesterday" part of my brain and for some reason it decides to create an instant and subconscious link between the two rather than instantly deleting it from the "yesterday" section.
I suppose it's a bit like saying the information going into the "now" part of my brain also finds it's way into the "yesterday" part of my brain and for some reason it decides to create an instant and subconscious link between the two rather than instantly deleting it from the "yesterday" section.
you had a robber in ur house mate....
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<3 Oh lovecraft
Just read this.
something very similar happened to me a while ago.
I now beleave it is a presence that warps your mind and feeds off the fear and confusion.
Then leaves you to wake up as normal - its feeding has no effect on you and you feel its a dream.
My boyfriend told me a couple of freaky stories today.
When he was a kid, he was at his friend's house and the radio came on and the volume started fluctuating - going louder then quieter etc, and he is sure he remembers actually seeing the volume dial moving
At a later date in the same house, his friend's dad had put a chip pan on in the kitchen and fell asleep in the living room. As the pan was left it ended up setting fire to the kitchen, then suddenly he felt like he was shaken awake by someone (depite no one else being in the house at the time!), realised there was a fire and managed to get out.
When he went back into the house with the firemen afterwards, there were dirty footprints on the CEILING! *shudder*
Apparently his friend's dad thinks it was his late father looking out for him so is at least able to take comfort from it.
I can explain that.
The footprints may have been there when the celing was made, depending on what date it was put up.
the smoke make the old impressions that were not viable show up.
BOOM
Soldato
About 25 years ago, I worked on a house, which was rather off the beaten track.
Spent a morning rendering several walls, clean up, went & checked the render & in one area there were several finger prodding marks & three imprints of a tiny child hand.
I searched the house from top to bottom, & found no one.
Spent a morning rendering several walls, clean up, went & checked the render & in one area there were several finger prodding marks & three imprints of a tiny child hand.
I searched the house from top to bottom, & found no one.
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So, this morning i had just got up, been for a bath and was getting changed in my upstairs bedroom when boom i heard a knock on the window, like the noise someone makes when knocking on a door so i went to the window and could see nothing... probably the wind blowing something hard onto the window, so i carried on pottering about getting changed and tidying up when boom it happened again four distinct knocks on the window, only this time the curtains were open and there was nothing there but just to ice the cake my mobile which was on charge in the side fell off and landed 3/4 of a metre away from the cabinet it was on exactly the same time as the second knock id live a proper explanation 'cos i wont sleep tonight.
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Not really creepy per-se, but a very scary expreience.
My mate and I lived in a rural village in Cumbria and at the weekends in the summer we used to go exploring in the fields and forests out the back of his house. There were miles and miles of farmers fields/old barns/quarries/old train lines etc to explore. We were about 12ish at the time and were walking across a huge field and were stood pretty much in the middle of it, maybe half a mile away from anaything other than just grass.
As we walked we noticed a pack of dogs run across the side of a hill on the horizon (the local yacker/farming community held a lot of hound dog trail races, so this kind of sight wasn't too uncommon). We watched as they pounded along from left to right across the side of a hill, maybe about a mile away from where we were stood. We continued watching as they turned to their right and began to head in our direction, going out of view as they went into a dip in the ground. A few seconds later the first couple of dogs leapt over a fence about 1/2 a mile away from us heading straight in our direction. We just stood there not moving staring at them closing in. As they cleared the fence some of the dogs caught their back legs and flipped over, only to get straight up again and keep running towards us. It was a scary sight.
We basically **** ourselves right there and then and turned around to run in the opposite direction, heading towards relative safety - a fence behind which was a section of forest. After running on the lumpy ground for a few seconds I remember turning around to see the dogs still racing towards us. We both knew we would never make the fence line in time and pretty much just started crying whilst running. I can remember now almost just giving up and resigning myself to my fate as I could hear the dogs only a few metres away. I turned away not looking at them and continued running, expecting to be knocked down and mauled any second.
We were in the middle of nowhere in the middle of a field, being chased by about 20 dogs. However; as they approached they just ran straight past us and didn't pay any notice to us what so ever, and continued on their merry way. It was like that bit in Jurassic Park. I've never been so scared.
We had managed to walk straight across the aniseed trail the farmers use to mark out the course and were pretty much running straight along it as we tried to "escape". The buzz afterwards was immense. Great story to tell your school mates.
My mate and I lived in a rural village in Cumbria and at the weekends in the summer we used to go exploring in the fields and forests out the back of his house. There were miles and miles of farmers fields/old barns/quarries/old train lines etc to explore. We were about 12ish at the time and were walking across a huge field and were stood pretty much in the middle of it, maybe half a mile away from anaything other than just grass.
As we walked we noticed a pack of dogs run across the side of a hill on the horizon (the local yacker/farming community held a lot of hound dog trail races, so this kind of sight wasn't too uncommon). We watched as they pounded along from left to right across the side of a hill, maybe about a mile away from where we were stood. We continued watching as they turned to their right and began to head in our direction, going out of view as they went into a dip in the ground. A few seconds later the first couple of dogs leapt over a fence about 1/2 a mile away from us heading straight in our direction. We just stood there not moving staring at them closing in. As they cleared the fence some of the dogs caught their back legs and flipped over, only to get straight up again and keep running towards us. It was a scary sight.
We basically **** ourselves right there and then and turned around to run in the opposite direction, heading towards relative safety - a fence behind which was a section of forest. After running on the lumpy ground for a few seconds I remember turning around to see the dogs still racing towards us. We both knew we would never make the fence line in time and pretty much just started crying whilst running. I can remember now almost just giving up and resigning myself to my fate as I could hear the dogs only a few metres away. I turned away not looking at them and continued running, expecting to be knocked down and mauled any second.
We were in the middle of nowhere in the middle of a field, being chased by about 20 dogs. However; as they approached they just ran straight past us and didn't pay any notice to us what so ever, and continued on their merry way. It was like that bit in Jurassic Park. I've never been so scared.
We had managed to walk straight across the aniseed trail the farmers use to mark out the course and were pretty much running straight along it as we tried to "escape". The buzz afterwards was immense. Great story to tell your school mates.
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Loving this thread guys! 
keep them coming!
Also I know it's a little off topic but one would assume people in here are interested in horror/supernatural, just watched Sinister 2012, if you haven't already and are in a horror/spook mood, give it a go.. definitely makes the goosebumps rise XD
keep them coming!Also I know it's a little off topic but one would assume people in here are interested in horror/supernatural, just watched Sinister 2012, if you haven't already and are in a horror/spook mood, give it a go.. definitely makes the goosebumps rise XD
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I was about 4/5 and in the back of my parents car on the Monday morning shopping trip to Asda. We drove past a old China Clay Kiln and at the time all the trees weren't so high and you could see the remains of the factory floor. At the far end standing clear as day I saw a old man dressed in a hat and smart clothes holding his braces overlooking the floor. Clear as day I remember this.
http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?q=bug...d=-C1xutF-2wgcws2O74hdCQ&cbp=12,63.76,,0,6.96
Just to the right of the cone around 20 metres back. As I glanced back he was gone..
http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?q=bug...d=-C1xutF-2wgcws2O74hdCQ&cbp=12,63.76,,0,6.96
Just to the right of the cone around 20 metres back. As I glanced back he was gone..
Soldato
Had a creepy one on the bus today. A girl sitting near me recognised me from a clubbing event that we both attended in 2005. How she remembered me I've no idea, as I didn't have the faintest. Anyway, long discussion ensued and it turned out that she used to live in the house that I currently own. She was there 2000-2006 and I've been there 2006-present. What are the chances of that eh?!
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I used to work in a shop. It was an old shop, built in the 60's I believe. It got renovated and basically the whole inside was ripped out and only the external walls, stockroom and office spaces remained, the whole shop floor was gutted.
So anyway, at times at work when I was on the floor on my own, I would often hear the noise of coat hangers moving on the rails, not just a little bit but as if they were being slid along the rails with someone mooching through the clothes. The first few times I heard it, it was loud enough to make me believe that there was a customer in the shop, and I went looking for them to find no-one was actually there.
I have also heard the sounds of noises on the glass vases we sold. Almost as if someone was throwing little pebbles etc at the vases. Never found anything on the floor though so definitely strange.
When the store first opened, the manager was walking past the till and ducked and put his hands up to his face, even though there was nothing there, and he was adamant that something had flown past his face. None of us saw anything though so we just laughed at him.
Another time I was walking down the shop and there was a mirror on one of the fixtures sort of facing down the shop. I was walking to the till point past the mirror and I happened to glance in it for a minute and saw a guy stood halfway down the shop, black hair, blue t-shirt. I turned around to see if he needed a hand as we were at closing time, and no-one was there. I was like HMMMMMMMMMM so went for a wander down the shop to find him and lo and behold, nobody there. And he couldn't have left the shop because the layout meant he would have to walk past me, and he definitely didn't!
Anyway this story isn't THAT creepy but I do find it weird.
So anyway, at times at work when I was on the floor on my own, I would often hear the noise of coat hangers moving on the rails, not just a little bit but as if they were being slid along the rails with someone mooching through the clothes. The first few times I heard it, it was loud enough to make me believe that there was a customer in the shop, and I went looking for them to find no-one was actually there.
I have also heard the sounds of noises on the glass vases we sold. Almost as if someone was throwing little pebbles etc at the vases. Never found anything on the floor though so definitely strange.
When the store first opened, the manager was walking past the till and ducked and put his hands up to his face, even though there was nothing there, and he was adamant that something had flown past his face. None of us saw anything though so we just laughed at him.
Another time I was walking down the shop and there was a mirror on one of the fixtures sort of facing down the shop. I was walking to the till point past the mirror and I happened to glance in it for a minute and saw a guy stood halfway down the shop, black hair, blue t-shirt. I turned around to see if he needed a hand as we were at closing time, and no-one was there. I was like HMMMMMMMMMM so went for a wander down the shop to find him and lo and behold, nobody there. And he couldn't have left the shop because the layout meant he would have to walk past me, and he definitely didn't!
Anyway this story isn't THAT creepy but I do find it weird.
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The creepiest thing that happened to me recently was I went to open the bedroom window to get some fresh air in, and as I opened the window, on the ledge outside were 5 (yes 5!) huge brown spiders all trying to run in. I almost **** myself. I hate spiders.
Not much of a story, but that is the most recent creepiest thing. There are waay more creepy stories that I have (honest!), but I need to make up some rather unique believable story first.
Mask any swear words
Gilly
Not much of a story, but that is the most recent creepiest thing. There are waay more creepy stories that I have (honest!), but I need to make up some rather unique believable story first.
Mask any swear words
Gilly
Twas the banshee.....someones is going to die...
I have relatives in Ireland who get the knocking on windows or doors or the door handle going down 3-4 times when someone in the family is about to die. My aunt has had it happen and a cousin of my mother has had it happen numerous times. They are not the types to make stuff up. The BANSHEE - you've been warned!