Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?

Great thread.

When I was about 5 years old, I woke in the middle of the night to see a figure standing in the corner of my room. At first I thought is was my father who was working a night shift at the time, so naturally I got up to greet him, the room was mostly dark save for some moonlight sneaking in through the curtains.

I got up to run over to my father but quickly released though that this was not my father, but rather a total stranger. This man was just standing there staring dead ahead. He didn't move once. His eyes were soulless.

This figure or apparition was dressed in clothing from, I would guess, the 1930s. His hair was kind of slicked I think, he wore a white shirt, a waistcoat and tan trousers and had a mustache.

Naturally not knowing what the hell was going on, being only five, I screamed the house down and was inconsolable. My mother was asleep in the same room and brought me down to the kitchen were my father had returned from work.

They basically tried to calm me down and tired to pass it off as a bad dream, but in all honesty what I saw was too detailed to be a dream, and perhaps that's all it was but it has always stayed with me. it's hard to explain but sometimes you just know you've seen something that isn't quite right. It was something of a mildly stormy night and we then heard a loud bang come from upstairs.

My mother looked at my father and he back to her, to say they looked quietly terrified would be an understatement.

I never slept in that room again. Even now, as a 31 year old grown man, I'm not afraid to admit I flinch just a little if I have to go into that room, In fact I'm getting the creeps just writing this.

Nothing else happening in the house, but the general area is known to be paranormal.

MUFC91CS wrote: »

So I'm in a part of the world where it is currently the morning of the 1st of November. When me and the girlfriend went out to the car to leave for work this morning at 07:30 every single car window was fully down. We definitely did not leave it this was last night as it was raining. All four are electric windows and cannot not be opened without the keys and the keys were in the house with us. Maybe it could be some electrical fault but this never happened before so now idea why it would happen on Halloween night. Absolutely rattled to say the least. 

Also when i got home from work Tuesday evening the big garage door and side garage door were also open. There is absolutely nothing in the garage so we don't lock these doors so we figured this could be an attempted robbery or one of our mates playing a trick but it is impossible to do this with the car windows.

You accidentally sat on your keys and held the unlock button. This lets down all the windows on your car. Mystery solved.

MUFC91CS wrote: »

So I'm in a part of the world where it is currently the morning of the 1st of November. When me and the girlfriend went out to the car to leave for work this morning at 07:30 every single car window was fully down. We definitely did not leave it this was last night as it was raining. All four are electric windows and cannot not be opened without the keys and the keys were in the house with us. Maybe it could be some electrical fault but this never happened before so now idea why it would happen on Halloween night. Absolutely rattled to say the least.

Also when i got home from work Tuesday evening the big garage door and side garage door were also open. There is absolutely nothing in the garage so we don't lock these doors so we figured this could be an attempted robbery or one of our mates playing a trick but it is impossible to do this with the car windows.

Mad coincidence but this happened to me the other morning, I think it was Sunday. Looked out the window when I came downstairs and saw that every window on my car was fully down! I went out to the car and it was locked so I couldn't figure it out.

After a bit of a google search (expecting to be planning a trip to the garage to get some faulty electrics fixed), I discovered that almost all car key fobs have a feature where if you press the unlock button once then press it again and hold it all of the windows in the car go down automatically. This is apparently a feature which allows you to get the windows down quickly during the summer when the car is roasting without having to wait until you get in and get the keys in the ignition.

*I see others have explained above!

gerrybbadd wrote: »

Amazing stuff. There's a great book by Dr. Jeffrey Long, "Evidence of the Afterlife" where he investigates near death experiences. It seems many (if not all) experience similar feelings and situations such as your friend did. Being able to see all around you, in a full 360 degree. Knowing everything you could want to.

A friend of ours lost her husband a few years ago and something similar happened to her.

He spent the last few days of his life in a hospice - he had moved from hospital to a hospice so hadn't been home in weeks. He was slipping in and out of consciousness, but when he was awake, he would ask her questions about home or about something she did, which he could not have known about as he hadn't been with her or been physical present the house.

After he died and the funeral was over, when the grief and stress of her finances, paperwork had subsided, she had the emotional and mental time to revisit and be gobsmacked about some of the things he had asked her before he died.

In the days before his death, she had taken money out their joint account and had put some cash in a safe place at home. He told her not to put the money in X place, but put it in another tucked away spot in the house. No way he would've have known that, she said. He also asked her bizarrely if she got new curtains yet to replace the ones that had fallen down - the curtains came undone the day before.

There were a few little small details he mentioned too, stuff that she didn't tell him, conversations she had had with people, things she would never have dreamed of telling him as he was so sick, but he seemed to know about anyway. She is not at all religious either and a very matter-of-fact person, so found it all very baffling and peculiar.

Cool thread

I'll start by declaring that I don't believe in anything spiritual, paranormal or afterlives etc etc. I use science, logic, randomness and math probability for my explanations.

Anyhow. My little story. I have an old valve radio belonging to my parents that I finally got repaired 6 weeks ago. They had it their whole married lives so since '66 but it hadn't worked in years. I'd say about 15-20 years or more since it worked properly.
For story purposes, my Mum died two years ago and was cremated.
Fast forward to me collecting the radio. Chap is explaining what he done, safety aspects and all that. He turns it on. We wait for it to warm up. He then presses one of those chunky grey buttons (he had a choice of 6) for preset frequencies. Dial jumps to what was Lyric FM. And bang! What comes on only the song that was played as my Mum was cremated! Very very weird and I was silent for a few seconds. I took out my phone and recorded video as I knew my siblings would want proof.
I took it as complete randomness. Just a song played on the radio nothing else. But the odds. The very very long odds and sequences that needed to be in place for that song out of a million songs to be played at that time was mad.
My siblings and my girlfriend all reckon that Mum was simply saying hello. Which when you are missing someone will make sense and feel warm.
I'll leave it up to you. Very very random. Not super scary or ghostly sorry! Although the radio guy was slightly freaked
But a nice little story I hope

Sephiroth_dude wrote: »

That's more common than you think, Probably his way of letting you know he's ok, I've heard of similar stories where people have seen loved ones/friends on the opposite side of the street or they'll get phone calls with their loved telling them there ok.

Jeez, I was told the exact same story once. Guy I knew who got a phone call from a close friend who had commited suicide, to say that he was ok.

valoren wrote: »

Not unnerving but more co-incidental.

Went for a weekend away to Kildare a month ago. We planned to go to the Whitewater shopping centre and while waiting to park in the traffic queue I was talking with my wife about looking forward to seeing First Man, the Neil Armstrong biopic and by way of conversation asked her if she remembered that old song from the 90's, Sleeping Satellite by Tamsin Archer. She vaguely remembered how it went, but remembered it as a good song. It wouldn't currently get a lot of air time. I said it was actually a song about the Apollo missions but I recently got the grasp of what she was singing about. While waiting she started to look it up on youtube but through a combination of a slow connection and the traffic starting to move, we forgot about it while parking up the car. While in the shopping centre we both went to use the bathroom. I'm washing my hands while the radio is playing and guess what starts playing on the radio. I walk out to meet her and we both laugh at the coincidence. I guess rationally with the new film, it must have gotten a new lease of airplay.

Experiences like that are very interesting.

Synchronicity

Examples of synchronicity would be a random conversation between passersby that appear to address your own inner questions; sequences of events that completely escape a daily routine and lead you to unexpected new circumstances; or a music in the radio that accompanies a unique moment you’re living. Events that occur and co-incide together, related by meaning rather than ‘visible’ cause.

I had a similar experience some years ago. Was listening to the radio and heard a track. Took my phone to text my friend the message, '2fm' that was it. Immediately after I sent the message and went back to the home screen, I noticed I had just received a message while sending mine. From the friend. '2fm'.

The two of us had been listening to the radio in separate locations, heard a track, thought of the other person and sent the exact same message, virtually simultaneously.
I've often thought of that moment as an indication of how connected we were.

This also relates to a common enough experience where we see a real life event and use it to give meaning to our decision making.

The right path

Jung believed that synchronicities mirror deep psychological processes, carry messages the way dreams do, and take on meaning and provide guidance to the degree they correspond to emotional states and inner experiences.

For example, you’re trying to decide whether to say yes or no to a particular opportunity, and while driving on the freeway someone suddenly cuts in front of you and you notice the bumper sticker: Just Do It!

I think the concept of synchronicity is key to the thought process for people reading their horoscopes and then feeling that they are actually relevant.

thewolfisloose wrote: »

Although I'm diminishing the sincerity a little bit, I assure you what I write to be true. My mam often tells this story herself!

I was perhaps 5 or 6? I had just started junior infants and it was some night in the middle of the week.

My mam woke up in the pitch black of her bedroom. She says she had felt a presence in the room. There I am, standing beside her bed with a large bread knife, eyes-open, looking at her. She asked me what I was doing at that point, and I said something about "going back to bed". She got out of the bed, took the knife from me and put me back to bed.

I had gone downstairs in the middle of the night and taken a knife from the kitchen, from where I couldn't reach, went upstairs and stood beside the bed (still have no idea for how long). I remember nothing.

I've been told I was sleepwalking. I've have had one other notable instance of sleepwalking in my past, although not to the extent of what's described above. I'm quite amazed and glad that the parents decided against putting me down with my pillow the following evening.

I used to sleepwalk regularly as a kid. When I was about 12, I walked into the living room, where my older sisters, parents and aunts had just arrived back from the pub. Apparently I started swearing profusely at one of my older sisters after she asked me what I was doing out of bed. Then turned around and left the room again. The funny part is that no one noticed I was sleepwalking, they just though I was being an ignorant little boll!x

Does anybody have any info on this place ? I don't believe for the most part any of this nonsense but I know what I heard & I believe my father ..


wondering if anyone has some insight to this place. Linden Hall Blackrock. I think apartments are there now. my father used to work for a security company in the 90's and the got the keys to Linden Hall to do regular security checks.

The building had been previously been used by nuns I think. I used to go with my dad as he drove around different places his company were looking after and I went with him the first time he went to Linden Hall. I was about 12/13/14 at the time. This was huge building and big grounds surrounding. Anyways I went with my dad into the building and went around exploring all the rooms. After I while I split from my dad and went my own way checking all the rooms. I started hearing this hammering noise as if someone was using a hammer. This went on and on and really loud. I wasn't scared as I didn't think anything of it. I finally met up with my dad again and he mentioned the hammering also. We went home and I never thought about it again. He never let me go back to that place though.

Years later he told me many more stories about the place. They alarm was always going off and he had to go out several times a night. The alarm panel was always going off in the same zone but there was never anything there. For some reason on one particular night, the fire brigade came out. They became interested in using the building for training purposes. My dad got talking to one of the fire staff and he mentioned the building had several uses over the years. Eamonn De Velera had died in the place as it was at one stage it was a convalescent home. My dad mentioned the trouble he was having. Straight away this man said the building was haunted by a particular person (can't think of his name now). Before the convalescent home he was told it was an orphanage and there was a gardener/maintenance worker who supposedly molested the children.

My dad rotated his shift with another bloke who I knew at the time. He used to drop the car off to my dad when he finished so my dad had the car for his shift. Anyway, one day he dropped to keys off to the aul fella and he was quite nervous. He said he had been up on the top floor of Linden Hall and seen a hat on the ground. He went to pick it up and a man just walked by him a the disappeared. (That's the story he told him anyway)

Also we used to have a German Shepard. Was a great dog. The auld fella used to bring him to work sometimes but he howled and refused to go into the building. My dad them tried to bring some of the security dogs they had. One was a tough little bitch called Sheeba. She was a rotweiller and I was terrorfied of the dog. She howled also a refused to go into the building as well.

My father died a few years ago but today I was reading another thread and got me thinking about Linden Hall again. My father was in the army for over 20 years before he worked for that security company. I have never seen him spooked by anything in his life. Even when he was dying of cancer he took it on the chin. He became the only staff member of the security company that would go into that building alone and at night. He was never a spoofer and was of the belief of speaking only if there was something interesting to say (he was a quiet sort)

As mentioned earlier I think they ended up knocking down this place and building apartments and I have never been there since that 1 night many years ago but I would love to know if anybody had any history on the place.

Great thread

One that really got to me and i still think of it to this day

My grandfather was very sick and we knew he didn’t have long left. I got the call while working , I was walking along the path on Clogher road towards the canal in Dublin .
I just started to cry and sat on the edge of the curb bawling and thinking that he was gone and wondering where he was and if he could see me sitting there crying

While crying out load I started to think to myself that if he could see me here crying to give me some sort of sign ...
I looked up to the sky to see if anything appeared in the clouds but nothing . As I got up to walk away from the path something caught my eye on the ground .

It was a silver medal of Jesus on the cross . I got the nicest feeling from it . To this day I think maybe it was just a coincendence but still what’s the chances I got the call at hat moment and sat in that exact place . Who knows really .....

Here is a strange one. I used to live in Donegal back in 2012. Was quite friendly with a girlie living up there at the time but we had a bit of a falling out and I went back to Cork shortly afterwards.

Bout two years ago I drove back up to Donegal for a day, met her in a shop that same day, had lost her number hadn't heard from her in years. Gave her a lift back to her house (she doesn't drive, I think)

Then the other day heading into work, way back in the backarse of Co. Kerry I find myself behind a car - I am never behind a car - the roads are blissfully empty here. Then the car stops at a crossroads so I could have a good look at the reg

12-DL and it had her name where it should say "Dun na nGall"