Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?

Ann22 wrote: »

Have you hear from him since then? Sounds like you still had deep feelings for him. That must've been really hard with him emigrating.

LexieOnRale wrote: »

We ended up getting back together. With him now

Ah c'mon Ann were you not tuned in to Lexie's DIY Channel?!? :pac::D:D


I really need to get a fricking life. :rolleyes::mad:

Just yesterday I decided to finally remove some green slime staining the footpath outside my gate.
Looking about in the shed I found some liquid chemical cleaner (stuff that you add to water supply connected to power washer) and a half pint of moss killer, a thick liquid **** that's been lying in a plastic container for years.
Happily, I spilt the lot onto the path and waited about an hour for them to take effect.
Then, I threw a bucket of water onto the mess and tried to scrub it away, but as soon as I disturbed it, the whole thing turned into a thick blood red foam. The more I scrubbed, the more the place looked like a very bad crime scene.
Panicking, I turned the garden hose on it, but only succeeded in turning 200 yards of the footpath into a scene from Nightmare on Elm Street.
Folks came from all over to see the ****in' mess outside Murphy's gaff.
We were the talk of the town!
Her indoors had a conniption, and she's been silent ever since!
(I think I'm in her bad books)
Jeez lads, some o' those chemicals are scary.

Luckily it lashed rain last night.

The green slime is still there.

About two years ago a couple of friends of mine got a hold of my Facebook account and started messing about on it - leaving weird comments, liking strange things, the usual. They also searched my name on the Facebook search engine and added a bunch of people with the same name as me. Not many of these people accepted the friend request (thankfully!), but a couple did. One of these people turned out to be a fairly sound individual and we shared a few chats and laughs over the Facebook messenger now and again. This person did not show up too regularly on my Facebook newsfeed, so just out of interest I decided to go onto their page about a year ago to check out what they were up to. As it turned out, they had actually passed away only a couple of days before I searched them. All very sudden and tragic from what I could gather.

Not a creey or even unnerving story honestly, but it gave me pause. It made me think about those chance encounters we all have with people all the time that we just kind of shrug off. How you might only meet someone briefly, but how important that person is to someone somewhere. The life stories behind those people you encounter fleetingly at different points while racing through your own life.

I'm sure I barely crossed the mind of this person at all since we ended up as Facebook friends after some mischief from my own real life friends, but I really do still think of them often.

PressRun wrote: »

About two years ago a couple of friends of mine got a hold of my Facebook account and started messing about on it - leaving weird comments, liking strange things, the usual. They also searched my name on the Facebook search engine and added a bunch of people with the same name as me. Not many of these people accepted the friend request (thankfully!), but a couple did. One of these people turned out to be a fairly sound individual and we shared a few chats and laughs over the Facebook messenger now and again. This person did not show up too regularly on my Facebook newsfeed, so just out of interest I decided to go onto their page about a year ago to check out what they were up to. As it turned out, they had actually passed away only a couple of days before I searched them. All very sudden and tragic from what I could gather.

Not a creey or even unnerving story honestly, but it gave me pause. It made me think about those chance encounters we all have with people all the time that we just kind of shrug off. How you might only meet someone briefly, but how important that person is to someone somewhere. The life stories behind those people you encounter fleetingly at different points while racing through your own life.

I'm sure I barely crossed the mind of this person at all since we ended up as Facebook friends after some mischief from my own real life friends, but I really do still think of them often.

Something kind of similar happened to me once too.
Without giving too much away, I met a guy briefly on a night out, swapped numbers, text for weeks after, like you do.

I was in a weird place at the time so I have to admit I just let it fizzle out, but before it did I remember thinking he was so pleasant and seemed really sweet. In that short time he relayed a lot of his life to me (nothing heavy, just the stuff that comes out of chit chat).
He remained in my whatsapp thread and every so often if I went down through my contacts I'd remember him. We never connected on social media.

Sitting on fb one night and I notice a friend of mine liking a photo. Guy in the photo looks familiar ... click in and suddenly realise it's him. Not only that, but the guy has just passed away and the photo has been posted in memorium.

I remember the feeling of shock and sadness that enveloped me, couldn't get him out of my head for days. I worked out from bits and pieces that he seemed to have died from an illness of sorts though he was young and seemingly healthy when I'd met him two years beforehand.

It made me realise, just like you, how utterly fragile life is, and how strange it is to find someone who entered your life for however long, or whatever reason, was gone so young.

Weirder still, when I stopped to realise it, was that i saw this at all. We were never connected on fb, and had no mutual friends. A friend of mine was friends with his friend (who posted the pic) and happened to like it at the same time I was online, so her "like" popped into my feed. But i had to have been online at just the precise time to see the fleeting notification that she had liked it at all.

Quite the coincidence.

paddysham2012 wrote: »

Stay away from them satanic people. It's not your dead relativ
It's a satanic demon

2 posts in 4 years....both about Satan....

Youre definitely creepy and unnerving!

There's a popular thread that disappears into the ether and always comes back again. OP you will probably like this thread too.

I found an aborgianal child abandoned when I was in Australia. She was only 3 years old and beside a river near a tiny village in the outback. She was really terrified and in an awfull state when I found her. I had no phone signal so I had to carry her screaming to the village. I left her with a cop.

Esel wrote: »

One night, I pulled up at a traffic light in my van... Shiver.

One night I was wearing a black bag

I was about 16 or 17 and massively hunger on a Sunday morning, the sun was shining and I was dead late for work, I'd missed the bus and as the Sunday service was ****e, I'd decided to walk it rather than wait for a bus.
suddenly a man (in his early 50's maybe?) pulled up in a car and asked me for directions to the Omni centre... exactly where I worked -happy days I thought!
So the guy offers me a lift and the minute I get in I get this really bad vibe off him it's hard to place but everything just felt "off"
He starts making conversation but he's really staring at me and not watching the road, he's twitchy and has this odd smile on his face
So I'm processing the environment ...just as he locks the doors.

During the ten min drive he asks where I drink in Dublin and I'm keen to not tell him exactly where I'd be going but I mention a pub and that I go there with my girlfriend (I really put emphasis on her!!)
he tells me he likes going to the George, asking me had I ever been?
I'm squirming in my seat now with fists clenched- I tell him no, not my scene really.

When we arrived he stopped in the furthest corner on the car park, at that hour of a Sunday its deserted and we haven't passed a sinner on the street-no one has a clue I'm locked in this mans car in broad daylight...by that stage I was pumping sweat.
I was waiting for him to do something when he sort of laughs and unlocks the door and I jumped out and ran towards the entrance.

I know some people will read this and think I was overreacting or homophobic or something but that's really not the case, even before he locked the doors or mentioned the George I knew I'd made a mistake...truly terrifying in the moment!

punchdrunk wrote: »

I was about 16 or 17 and massively hunger on a Sunday morning, the sun was shining and I was dead late for work, I'd missed the bus and as the Sunday service was ****e, I'd decided to walk it rather than wait for a bus.
suddenly a man (in his early 50's maybe?) pulled up in a car and asked me for directions to the Omni centre... exactly where I worked -happy days I thought!
So the guy offers me a lift and the minute I get in I get this really bad vibe off him it's hard to place but everything just felt "off"
He starts making conversation but he's really staring at me and not watching the road, he's twitchy and has this odd smile on his face
So I'm processing the environment ...just as he locks the doors.

During the ten min drive he asks where I drink in Dublin and I'm keen to not tell him exactly where I'd be going but I mention a pub and that I go there with my girlfriend (I really put emphasis on her!!)
he tells me he likes going to the George, asking me had I ever been?
I'm squirming in my seat now with fists clenched- I tell him no, not my scene really.

When we arrived he stopped in the furthest corner on the car park, at that hour of a Sunday its deserted and we haven't passed a sinner on the street-no one has a clue I'm locked in this mans car in broad daylight...by that stage I was pumping sweat.
I was waiting for him to do something when he sort of laughs and unlocks the door and I jumped out and ran towards the entrance.

I know some people will read this and think I was overreacting or homophobic or something but that's really not the case, even before he locked the doors or mentioned the George I knew I'd made a mistake...truly terrifying in the moment!

This happened to me...and I have no doubt it was the same guy. Was pissing rain and I missed the bus into work and next thing I get offered a lift from the guy...this was in the morning and he starts banging on about the George and asking me where I drink and internally I'm like WTF is up with this guy. Anyway I got out once we were stopped in traffic. No idea what I was thinking taking the lift in the first place - this was back in 2012 - oh and it was out at Omni

Can't really compare to some of the stories on here, love reading about this kind of stuff and some of these are genuinely creepy!

But anyway, my sister used to sleepwalk quite a bit when she was about 12/13 and I would have been around 17 at the time. I wake up one night with a sinister feeling that I was being watched so I look down to the end of the bed to see a black outline standing there watching me (I had a small room by myself). I absolutely sh!t myself at first but realised it was her quick enough, it wasn't the first time she was sleepwalking. The second I call out to ask if she was okay she grabs the blankets from my bed, throws them on the floor and screams at the top of her lungs.

My parents heard this and ran in straight away, to which she reacted by bursting into tears apologising profusely to everyone present. It was quite scary that she seemed to be overly apologetic. To this day she brushes off the event by saying "I don't want to talk about it" and going really pale when asked.

I also suffer from sleep paralysis quite a bit, you get used to after a few occasions but until then it is cripplingly terrifying!