Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?

screamer · 02-08-2017 12:03PM

I don't count it as weird or creepy anymore but I had a childhood friend who I was very close to. He died in a car crash in his early twenties. Whenever I dream of him alive something bad will happen to one of my family the next day and it's always car related. For example and these are just 2 of them the next day after a dream of him alive my brother's car went on fire he was lucky to get out of it. Another time the day after a dream of him alive a jeep and trailer smashed into my hubbies car. I now know he's coming to warn me and I call my family to tell them to be extra careful in the cars the next day. It's not creepy to me and all these years later he's still got my back even from beyond.

Bandana boy · 02-08-2017 12:13PM

It is interesting that you believe the ghost of your friend can see the future when it relates to cars and is warning you and not that the ghost of your friend is trying to kill your family in the same manner as he died.

screamer · 02-08-2017 12:28PM

Well I dreamt about him the night before we found out he had died too which was strange as I'd not seen him in so long. Anyways in the dream he was talking but I couldn't hear him. 6am the next morning my brother phoned to tell us that my friend had been killed in a car crash. I believe he was trying to tell me something in that dream... Little did I know he was already dead. So I do believe it's a friendly warning and nothing sinister.

Missymoohaa · 02-08-2017 04:00PM

Los Lobos wrote:

The camera slowly moved over the course of the hour, until it was facing the wall.

A loose hinge perhaps?

Poor Uncle Tom · 02-08-2017 05:35PM

Missymoohaa wrote: »

A loose hinge perhaps?

Nothing a good blessing won't sort then......

Ipso · 02-08-2017 05:36PM

Kamili wrote: »

Could have been a loose connection on the mount in that case and it just slowly slid to the side or something. I don't get the need for a priest..

Maybe the priest had a screw driver.

Poor Uncle Tom · 03-08-2017 07:16AM

I got a summer job as a kid, filing in an office in an old building. It was a long narrow room with filing cabinets along both long walls facing each other across about four feet of central walking space. There was about thirty filing cabinets each side. The room was partitioned off from a much larger room so there was no window in the filing room just a single bulb dangling down to about sixinches over your head in the centre with a black chinese hat type shade which meant there was only one spot in the room which really lit up, everything else was shadows and you couldn't see the ceiling at all.

If the setting wasn't spooky enough, I was the only one in this part of the building and a security guard who did his rounds every so often. The building was very old and creaked a lot but what really scared the crap out of me was that every now and then a filing cabinet drawer would slowly slide out on its own, a random drawer somewhere along the line that I mightent have touched for a couple of days before. I'd get up go over and slam it closed and go back to checking papers for filing, keeping a corner eye out for the offending drawer. There wasn't a single day that at least 2 or 3 drawers didn't open on their own.

Funnily enough, it wasn't the drawers that unnerved me the most it was the constant feeling of being watched from above me, probably because I couldn't see the ceiling. I was glad when all that summers filing was done.

Daledge · 03-08-2017 01:29PM

Poor Uncle Tom wrote: »

I got a summer job as a kid, filing in an office in an old building. It was a long narrow room with filing cabinets along both long walls facing each other across about four feet of central walking space. There was about thirty filing cabinets each side. The room was partitioned off from a much larger room so there was no window in the filing room just a single bulb dangling down to about sixinches over your head in the centre with a black chinese hat type shade which meant there was only one spot in the room which really lit up, everything else was shadows and you couldn't see the ceiling at all.

If the setting wasn't spooky enough, I was the only one in this part of the building and a security guard who did his rounds every so often. The building was very old and creaked a lot but what really scared the crap out of me was that every now and then a filing cabinet drawer would slowly slide out on its own, a random drawer somewhere along the line that I mightent have touched for a couple of days before. I'd get up go over and slam it closed and go back to checking papers for filing, keeping a corner eye out for the offending drawer. There wasn't a single day that at least 2 or 3 drawers didn't open on their own.

Funnily enough, it wasn't the drawers that unnerved me the most it was the constant feeling of being watched from above me, probably because I couldn't see the ceiling. I was glad when all that summers filing was done.

Were all the guilty filing cabinets on the same side of the room? If they were it's possible they could have been installed at a slant. Foundations settling could slant the building. More likely in a newer building but still possible I guess.

Poor Uncle Tom · 03-08-2017 03:24PM

Daledge wrote: »

Were all the guilty filing cabinets on the same side of the room? If they were it's possible they could have been installed at a slant. Foundations settling could slant the building. More likely in a newer building but still possible I guess.

We solved that puzzle but in the spirit of the thread I related how 'genuinely creepy and unnerving' this was for me at the time.

everlast75 · 03-08-2017 03:24PM

Poor Uncle Tom wrote: »

Funnily enough, it wasn't the drawers that unnerved me the most it was the constant feeling of being watched from above me....

Munstersrebel · 03-08-2017 05:45PM

We solved that puzzle but in the spirit of the thread I related how 'genuinely creepy and unnerving' this was for me at the time.

What was the cause?

PaddyWilliams · 03-08-2017 05:48PM

Simon_Luttrell wrote: »

A few years ago I was renting a small cottage. One night I was asleep and woke up for no reason at all and saw my friend Mark, standing at the end of my bed. I must have looked around dazed but when I turned back, Mark was gone. I lay awake for a while with the light on but eventually put it down to my eyes playing tricks on me and went back to sleep. The following day I found out that Mark had taken his own life the night before. I was completely shocked as he had everything going for him.
A few months later, one night whilst getting ready to go to bed, I felt someone push me but I did not move. All I felt was an icy feeling against my arm and out of the corner of my eye I saw a dark shadow. I would have dismissed this had it not been for my dog who sprung up and stared just over my shoulder, and began snarling. He did not move though, just snarled louder and harder showing all his teeth. Never had I seen him like this. He was frightened and his gaze never moved. Suffice to say, I moved out soon after that.

My brother took his own life also. The night he died his ex girlfriend swore that he appeared at the end of her bed also, just standing there smiling at her. A minute later he was gone.

Poor Uncle Tom · 03-08-2017 06:58PM

Munstersrebel wrote: »

What was the cause?

Old building with old timber floors not meant to take the weight of all the files concentrated in the one area, This lead to warping of the floor joists over time and the resulting creaking. The actual movement of the drawers was caused by the security guard walking over the opposite end of the same floor joists while doing his rounds, every so often he would step on a 'sensitive' area causing creaking and the slow opening of the cabinet drawer at the other end.

Romantic Rose · 04-08-2017 11:33PM

BUBBLES1978 wrote: »

long time stalker of this thread, not unnerving but to some it might have been. my cousin passed away tragically a few years ago through suicide. I would often go visit his grave when i'm feeling a bit low for an aul chat. About a year after he died i went up to talk to him and was quite upset. I guess i was feeling angry and was asking him why did he have to go etc. It wasn't the nicest of days but i sat on the edge of the grave and just chatted away to him. A butterfly came out of the sky and sat at the ledge too. my granny had always told me butterfly's were a symbol of someone being around you, another one came down and perched the other side then two more, at this stage the strangest feeling came over me like a sense of calm and the anger i had been feeling was gone. two more flew down and perched the side of the grave....6 little butterfly's just hovering around me..i left there feeling so emotional yet in a calm space like i could let go of the anger i had inside me

That's so nice.

I definitely believe the robin red breast and the butterfly are a sign of death/rebirth.

My daughter never met her Granny (my Mum) but we speak about her all the time.

Last week I was going to post about going out for my favourite riverside walk with my daughter but I forgot at the time. We were standing looking over a fence, down to the river. I hadn't said anything about my Mum that day but my daughter turned around to me and said 'Do you miss Nana?'. Next thing, a butterfly lands on a log in front of me and momentarily sits there and flutters off again.

It was one of those beautiful moments when I know my mother is still with me.

We were in the exact same spot today but we were sitting on the bench looking down to the river. Next thing, a robin red breast comes along and hops along the ground, roughly at the same spot as the butterfly. It was such a magical moment.

Another thing that happened to me in relation to Robins... My Granny died on the 27th of December after a very short illness. We didn't expect her to die at that time. Before she died she wrote Christmas cards to all her grandchildren. We got our cards after the funeral. On the front of each card was a robin red breast.

Widdershins · 05-08-2017 10:52AM

razorblunt wrote: »

--DEBUNKED--

Was it?

So what was the noise..?

Kamili · 05-08-2017 11:06AM

Widdershins wrote: »

Was it?

So what was the noise..?

Nope not debunked. The answer is, nobody knows.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hum

Munstersrebel · 05-08-2017 07:42PM

mfceiling wrote: »

After 20 minutes 2 lads came in, looked at me and said "there's the prick who got into the car down the road when we were pushing it"

Lol this cracked me up

house45 · 06-08-2017 12:16PM

Just a little story of something that happened to me around 4-5years ago. Myself and my wife where on the way to visit her mother to drop up some milk for her. I park up outside her house down the driveway maybe 20 feet from the front door.my wife gets out and rings the bell ,the car is still running so I put down the window half way,her mother answers the door and waves and I say hello ,my wife goes in to the house and leaves the door open so I can see in the the hall , as I'm sitting there I clearly see a little girl aged maybe 5-6 at a rough guess the weoird thing was she was wearing a long with dress kind of like a first holy communion dress her back face if me , I shouted well CHLOE as I taught it was my wife's niece up visiting her nanny , the little girl just stood and walk back in to room beside her ,I taught nothing of it until my wife came back out to the car and I asked how was Chloe doing and that did she want to come with us to town ??? To witch I got there was no one up in her mums house !!! I swear to god I will never ever forget what I seen that day in her mums . To this day still every time we are up in her mothers I get a really uneasy feeling when I'm sitting there I swear I feel like I'm always being watched !!!!

eviltwin · 06-08-2017 09:48PM

I work in a former Magdealen laundry, for years there have been stories of weird things happening. Since I've been here there are a few odd things I've seen and heard but I'm not someone who has time for the supernatural so I've always put it down to working in an old building.

However something happened last week that has unsettled me. The oldest part of the building is the one that is allegedly the most haunted, its where the majority of weird things happen. I've never felt anything untoward in this area, if anything its my favourite part of the building so I can't put this down to my own insecurities. Its also the area we have our staff quarters.

Last week I arrived in work and went into the kitchen to put some food in the fridge. Its one of those old style fridges, narrow with a freezer compartment on top. Everything was all in order when I left. About an hour later I went back to make tea, this was at the weekend so there was only a skeleton staff on, no one had been back to the kitchen during this time, they would have had to pass my office to get to it and I would have seen them.

Anyway when I went back in both the fridge and freezer door were wide open. I can understand the fridge, I'd have put that down to my not closing it properly, but the freezer I can't explain. The food was still cold so its unlikely it had been caused by me, the kitchen is warm and it wouldn't take long for it to heat up. I'm sure there is a logical explanation but I can't think what it might be and its creepy.

On Friday one of the internal doors opened on its own when I was by myself. They only open once you use a fob so I can't explain that either.

forever_I_will · 15-08-2017 04:17PM

I worked as a porter in a Dublin hospital. One night there had been a gangland shooting and two men were brought to the hospital in question. One man died in the ambulance, the other made it to the hospital but died on the operating table. Later I wheeled the body of one of the men down to the mortuary. About an hour later, I had to head down to the basement again, where the mortuary and pathology area was. I took the lift and headed down to the basement. The lift door opened and standing there, was the man whose body I'd wheeled down an hour earlier. He didn't say anything, just stood there, staring at me. I hit the lift button and he just continued staring at me as the lift door closed. I knew it was a dead man I was seeing. That's just one example, I experienced many unnerving things during my time there.
A day or two later, I saw the shooting covered in one of the red top newspapers and it had pictures of the two men who were killed. One of them was the man I saw standing in the mortuary.

MojoMaker · 15-08-2017 06:26PM

Cool story bro.

dubstarr · 16-08-2017 07:19AM

forever_I_will wrote: »

I worked as a porter in a Dublin hospital. One night there had been a gangland shooting and two men were brought to the hospital in question. One man died in the ambulance, the other made it to the hospital but died on the operating table. Later I wheeled the body of one of the men down to the mortuary. About an hour later, I had to head down to the basement again, where the mortuary and pathology area was. I took the lift and headed down to the basement. The lift door opened and standing there, was the man whose body I'd wheeled down an hour earlier. He didn't say anything, just stood there, staring at me. I hit the lift button and he just continued staring at me as the lift door closed. I knew it was a dead man I was seeing. That's just one example, I experienced many unnerving things during my time there.
A day or two later, I saw the shooting covered in one of the red top newspapers and it had pictures of the two men who were killed. One of them was the man I saw standing in the mortuary.

Wow thats very creepy.Please post more stories.

fyfe79 · 16-08-2017 07:58AM

jiltloop wrote: »

I had something similar happen to me, I had a 4 digit pin for unlocking my phone that I had picked because of a certain significance with the corresponding letters on those number keys so I would remember it. I ordered a bank card and the pin number was the exact same as my unlock code. I still have the same pin number today.

Slightly along similar lines, my wife had a missed call on her phone recently from an acquaintance/ex-work colleague who she hadn't heard from for 3 or 4 years. No voicemail or anything, just a missed call from "Anna". Anyway, my wife hits the callback and when it's answered she says "Hi Anna, how are you?" only to be met with confusion by the woman on the other end who wasn't Anna at all, it was a woman who runs 'Springboard' a business relating to third level education (my wife is currently studying through DIT).

So, basically, what probably happened is Anna changed her number at some point in the past, and the number was then re-assigned to another person randomly. My wife simply had Anna's old number still in her phone but the business lady had been assigned the number since. A weird coincidence that both people were known by my wife. Ireland's a small country for sure!

Hammer89 · 16-08-2017 09:28AM

I used to work for that old Lucozade factory in Artane. I was drafted in by the fat cats to investigate why it's impossible to keep a bottle of red Lucozade fizzy after it's been opened a couple of times. Anyways, I turned up to the factory early one morning, before anybody else, and saw an old man wearing a wedding dress.

I'd already seen weirder things, and weirder people, in Artane that morning so I wrote it off. "Probably a stag gone awry. I've gone to more extreme lengths to get a Lucozade in a hungover state," I think to myself. But the bossman is due in soon so I need to clear this yokal off. "Hey, you there," I shout at him. "This is no place for you. Be gone at once." He turns around, slowly, and I see it's not any old man, but my f*cking great grandad on my mother's side. "Leave me be you fat knacker," he says to me and continues on his way. To this day nobody believes this happened.

I know what you're thinking. "Did I ever figure out a way to make a Lucozade red bottle retain its fizz?" and the answer, if you've drank the f*cking thing once in the last 10 years, you'll know is no.

GerryDerpy · 16-08-2017 09:33AM

Hammer89 wrote: »

I used to work for that old Lucozade factory in Artane. I was drafted in by the fat cats to investigate why it's impossible to keep a bottle of red Lucozade fizzy after it's been opened a couple of times. Anyways, I turned up to the factory early one morning, before anybody else, and saw an old man wearing a wedding dress.

I'd already seen weirder things, and weirder people, in Artane that morning so I wrote it off. "Probably a stag gone awry. I've gone to more extreme lengths to get a Lucozade in a hungover state," I think to myself. But the bossman is due in soon so I need to clear this yokal off. "Hey, you there," I shout at him. "This is no place for you. Be gone at once." He turns around, slowly, and I see it's not any old man, but my f*cking great grandad on my mother's side. "Leave me be you fat knacker," he says to me and continues on his way. To this day nobody believes this happened.

I know what you're thinking. "Did I ever figure out a way to make a Lucozade red bottle retain its fizz?" and the answer, if you've drank the f*cking thing once in the last 10 years, you'll know is no.

What does the 89 mean in your username?

Hammer89 · 16-08-2017 09:39AM

Not important.

GerryDerpy · 16-08-2017 09:48AM

Hammer89 wrote: »

Not important.

Well I think it is because I doubt the fat cats hired in an 18 year old whizz kid (or is that fizz kid)?

Hammer89 · 16-08-2017 09:52AM

It's genuinely creepy that that's the part of my post which you doubt

GerryDerpy · 16-08-2017 10:01AM

Hammer89 wrote: »

It's genuinely creepy that that's the part of my post which you doubt

Yep. Just calling out the BS is all.

Plus if I knock out the foundation of the story then the rest falls quite easily.

Quazzie · 16-08-2017 10:10AM

GerryDerpy wrote: »

Yep. Just calling out the BS is all.

Plus if I knock out the foundation of the story then the rest falls quite easily.

I was waiting on the punchline.

Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?

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