Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?

ZX7R · 07-02-2019 09:42PM

BBFAN wrote: »

Don't know if I posted this before or not but it definitely qualifies as creepy.

I got into a lift in a car park one day and had flip flops on and the toe nails done and there was just me and a fairly normal good looking man.

He looked me up and down and then all of a sudden said "I love your feet". It was the longest minute of my life to get to the ground floor.

I often think about it because it was definitely the creepiest thing that's ever happened to me. :D

Why weird you had flip flops on and your nails done,
Would it not be worse if nobody noticed the effort you put into making your feet look good.

Just saying like...

BBFAN · 07-02-2019 09:45PM

ZX7R wrote: »

Why weird you had flip flops on and your nails done,
Would it not be worse if nobody noticed the effort you put into making your feet look good.

Just saying like...

Don't know if this is sarcasm or not?

:D:D:D

I didn't know him from Adam and he said he LOVED my feet?

Emphasis on LOVED. Maybe I didn't convey the creepiness of it.

:D

bogwalrus · 07-02-2019 10:51PM

This is a long story but something that is still creeping me out and I have no answer for it.

A few weeks ago my wife and I booked a cottage on Airbnb outside caherciveen for a night. A relative was celebrating their birthday in the town and we just wanted a place to crash the night before because of the long commute.

All correspondence with the host was done on the app. A nice man who said he would be there to meet us when we arrived. On the drive down I got a very strange text message from an unknown number going on about leaving "the bags" in the shed at the back of the house. The message also said that a key would be left underneath a pot at the front of the house. My wife read out the text cause I was driving, figured it was a wrong number. Anyway we got to caherciveen around 9:30pm and turned on the Google maps to get the exact location of the Airbnb. I had an address and a fair idea of where about the Airbnb was but some accurate directions from Google is always nice. Pulled out the phone and zero signal. No signal in caherciveen with Tesco mobile I'm afraid.

The host was expecting us at around 8:30 and I didn't have a chance to message him on the app to say we were running late. I also didn't get a message from him so I figured it wasnt an issue.

Anyway to get directions I called a cousin that was attending the party and originally from the town and gave him the address. He gave me a good idea of how to get to the Airbnb and we eventually arrived at our destination.

It was around 10:30 when we arrived. There was only an outside porch light on and the host was not there to meet us. I spotted a potted plant right by the door and then it clicked. Maybe the message was for us and he was saying he was leaving a key out and maybe we were to put our bin bags in the shed. It all made sense now. There was indeed a key under the pot. We let ourselves in and there was a very strong smell of turf coming from the place. It was also very warm in there. My wife went into the sitting room and could see that the host had lit a fire for us which was pretty much gone out now but still quite hot. We thought it was a bit dangerous to leave an open fire like that.

We were both exhausted from the journey so we left our bags near the door and pretty much went straight to bed in the first room we could find. We were also still using our phones as torches because we had no idea where the bloody light switches were. We did find the bedroom light though.

I fell straight to sleep while my wife wandered off to find the bathroom to brush her teeth.

The next morning I was woken up by a car in the yard. I figured it was the host so got out of bed and walked to the front door. I could see a grey Corolla driving out of the yard and down the lane. I was a bit freaked out to he honest. I went in to my wife who was still in bed and said that the car drove off. She said it was probably the host checking to see if we arrived. He probably saw our car and figured it was too early or something. That's fair enough I thought. I asked the wife where the toilet was and she said it was in the ensuite next door. So I went into the ensuite and was instantly freaked out. The room was a mess with the blankets all undone, clothes on the floor and coming out of the drawers. The bathroom was also in a state. And guess what. The bloody window was open. This is where the doubt set in......

Maybe that message was not for me, maybe people leave keys under pots all the time, maybe my cousin gave us the wrong directions, maybe that wasnt the host in the Corolla in the yard, Maybe we stayed the night in someone else's house and maybe when my wife went to use the bathroom the owner was lying there in bed.......

The Princess Bride · 08-02-2019 12:33AM

The husband of my lovely young English cousin, died suddenly last week.

After a brief chat with her, I decided to send a card.
Was in shop and sorting through many sympathy cards etc.. then I saw one which had lovely sentiments. It almost jumped out at me, and was the only one of its kind there.

Arrived home and went to write in the card.
Turned it over and it was made by a company whose name I'd never heard of before, and was the same name as my cousin's husband surname.
Just felt significant somehow.

(Not Hallmark, by the way.)

Ipso · 08-02-2019 06:38AM

bogwalrus wrote: »

This is a long story but something that is still creeping me out and I have no answer for it.

A few weeks ago my wife and I booked a cottage on Airbnb outside caherciveen for a night. A relative was celebrating their birthday in the town and we just wanted a place to crash the night before because of the long commute.

All correspondence with the host was done on the app. A nice man who said he would be there to meet us when we arrived. On the drive down I got a very strange text message from an unknown number going on about leaving "the bags" in the shed at the back of the house. The message also said that a key would be left underneath a pot at the front of the house. My wife read out the text cause I was driving, figured it was a wrong number. Anyway we got to caherciveen around 9:30pm and turned on the Google maps to get the exact location of the Airbnb. I had an address and a fair idea of where about the Airbnb was but some accurate directions from Google is always nice. Pulled out the phone and zero signal. No signal in caherciveen with Tesco mobile I'm afraid.

The host was expecting us at around 8:30 and I didn't have a chance to message him on the app to say we were running late. I also didn't get a message from him so I figured it wasnt an issue.

Anyway to get directions I called a cousin that was attending the party and originally from the town and gave him the address. He gave me a good idea of how to get to the Airbnb and we eventually arrived at our destination.

It was around 10:30 when we arrived. There was only an outside porch light on and the host was not there to meet us. I spotted a potted plant right by the door and then it clicked. Maybe the message was for us and he was saying he was leaving a key out and maybe we were to put our bin bags in the shed. It all made sense now. There was indeed a key under the pot. We let ourselves in and there was a very strong smell of turf coming from the place. It was also very warm in there. My wife went into the sitting room and could see that the host had lit a fire for us which was pretty much gone out now but still quite hot. We thought it was a bit dangerous to leave an open fire like that.

We were both exhausted from the journey so we left our bags near the door and pretty much went straight to bed in the first room we could find. We were also still using our phones as torches because we had no idea where the bloody light switches were. We did find the bedroom light though.

I fell straight to sleep while my wife wandered off to find the bathroom to brush her teeth.

The next morning I was woken up by a car in the yard. I figured it was the host so got out of bed and walked to the front door. I could see a grey Corolla driving out of the yard and down the lane. I was a bit freaked out to he honest. I went in to my wife who was still in bed and said that the car drove off. She said it was probably the host checking to see if we arrived. He probably saw our car and figured it was too early or something. That's fair enough I thought. I asked the wife where the toilet was and she said it was in the ensuite next door. So I went into the ensuite and was instantly freaked out. The room was a mess with the blankets all undone, clothes on the floor and coming out of the drawers. The bathroom was also in a state. And guess what. The bloody window was open. This is where the doubt set in......

Maybe that message was not for me, maybe people leave keys under pots all the time, maybe my cousin gave us the wrong directions, maybe that wasnt the host in the Corolla in the yard, Maybe we stayed the night in someone else's house and maybe when my wife went to use the bathroom the owner was lying there in bed.......

Or the prior guest came back to get his sex tape.

Paddy Cow · 08-02-2019 12:21PM

bogwalrus wrote: »

Maybe that message was not for me, maybe people leave keys under pots all the time, maybe my cousin gave us the wrong directions, maybe that wasnt the host in the Corolla in the yard, Maybe we stayed the night in someone else's house and maybe when my wife went to use the bathroom the owner was lying there in bed.......

Did you contact the host and find out? Don't leave us hanging!

gerrybbadd · 08-02-2019 02:06PM

Was settling my 2 boys to bed last night. The eldest is 4, the youngest is 3.

The young fella always falls asleep straight away, while the elder fella will chat a little bit (why do T Rex's live on the moon, that kinda thing).

Anyhow, we were chatting a bit last night. He went quiet for a little while, me thinking he was gone asleep. Next thing, he whispers - Dad, is that man there a ghost?

joeguevara · 08-02-2019 02:31PM

gerrybbadd wrote: »

Was settling my 2 boys to bed last night. The eldest is 4, the youngest is 3.

The young fella always falls asleep straight away, while the elder fella will chat a little bit (why do T Rex's live on the moon, that kinda thing).

Anyhow, we were chatting a bit last night. He went quiet for a little while, me thinking he was gone asleep. Next thing, he whispers - Dad, is that man there a ghost?

Hold on a second...Trex live on the moon?

gerrybbadd · 08-02-2019 02:32PM

joeguevara wrote: »

Hold on a second...Trex live on the moon?

Apparently - who knew?:D

DEFTLEFTHAND · 08-02-2019 02:40PM

Been having some intense sleep paralysis the last few weeks. Waking up with a racing heartbeat, drenched in sweat.

I was also making weird gurgling sounds a few nights back. :pac:

It's scary because you're fully aware of what's happening. Feels like my heart is going to burst if I don't wake up.

The dreams leading up to these episodes are unreal, like something out of Dante's Inferno. :pac:

Bigmac1euro · 08-02-2019 02:45PM

Couldn’t sleep the other night so decided at about 3am I’d sleep out on the couch.

Lay there and drifted off after an hour or so.
Then I got sleep paralysis. The kind where I could see the living room around me which was extremely dark I was shaking violently trying to wake myself up with my eyes open but my body asleep.
I could see a figure just standing there staring at me which looked like a silhouette of my GF. Eventually I woke up and bam nobody in the room. I get this kind of thing especially after alcohol and lack of sleep. Weird but I kind of enjoy it sometimes!

shamrock55 · 08-02-2019 02:48PM

DEFTLEFTHAND wrote: »

Been having some intense sleep paralysis the last few weeks. Waking up with a racing heartbeat, drenched in sweat.

I was also making weird gurgling sounds a few nights back. :pac:

It's scary because you're fully aware of what's happening. Feels like my heart is going to burst if I don't wake up.

The dreams leading up to these episodes are unreal, like something out of Dante's Inferno. :pac:

That doesn't sound like sleep paralysis, just night terrors

DEFTLEFTHAND · 08-02-2019 03:09PM

shamrock55 wrote: »

That doesn't sound like sleep paralysis, just night terrors

No it is, I've had it for yrs. I become aware that I'm dreaming while still in the dream. My body is completely paralysed and mouth feels like it is sewn shut.

What happens then is I begin to struggle to fully wake up and regain normal breathing capacity, which in turn leads to panic and increased heart rate.

_Godot_ · 08-02-2019 04:22PM

joeguevara wrote: »

Hold on a second...Trex live on the moon?

They got jealous of hopping kangaroos and wanted to hop too!

08-02-2019 04:39PM

DEFTLEFTHAND wrote: »

No it is, I've had it for yrs. I become aware that I'm dreaming while still in the dream. My body is completely paralysed and mouth feels like it is sewn shut.

What happens then is I begin to struggle to fully wake up and regain normal breathing capacity, which in turn leads to panic and increased heart rate.

Have had episodes of this on the past, especially one time I was on a certain antibiotic where the side effects listed “vivid dreaming” and “sleep disorders”. Terrifying, reminds me a bit of a recent inner panic experience of having a spinal block induction for knee operation.

Sam Quentin · 08-02-2019 05:03PM

We both lived in the countryside at the time..
So one night I was walking home from my gf house along a small country rd, the type of road were you would be scared walking at the best of times.. anyway this particular night as made my way along the road, kinda walking fast and jogging as I'd be nervous enough back then in the pure darkness and lonely rd.. I could hear what sounded like rattling of metal or something,this freaked me out and I started jogging faster and kinda singing or humming, I was really nervous, but as I sped up the rattling noise sped up and got louder as if it was following me and about to burst into my body and make me dead... I definitely sprinted it down the Rd, I still had a half mile to go but I was home in about 10min's, I had the key in my hand and straight into the door lock,it was really like the movies, it seemed I nearly broke the key as I bursted through the door still loudly nervously singing or humming I forget......
Anyway I never said anything to anyone,.the next day I went up the Rd all brave and stuff,.it was then I seen a lovely horse looking over the hedge at me and following me along as I walked,he musta had a chain or rope or something on his leg because I could here the same noise as he walked along!?

08-02-2019 05:07PM

Last summer I stopped along the Antrim Coast Road and stayed in a historic atmospheric hotel for the night. At check-in I asked the friendly receptionist if this hotel was haunted like a similar one (which boasts it is) located further along on the same route. She said playfully “your particular room is ok as far as I know”. I retired to my splendid little room for the night, decorated with four poster bed, finely carved old dark wooden wardrobe, wonderfully patterned period wallpaper, and a view out to sea through original old Georgian glass. An absolute gem of a place. To amuse myself I did a funny video blog thing on my Facebook profile, scanning the elaborately decorated and dimly lit room with my phone camera whilst using a fake-scary fun voiceover about the place being full of ghosts, and quickly posted itamong friends. Next thing I got feedback of friends (including elderly sensible types) seeing faces of ghosts overlooking my four-poster bed and being really freaked out, asking if I had placed them there. I looked at the video posting for myself, but didn’t see any faces, however during recording my finger had accidentally slipped on the “SLO-MO” button, this distorting the whole video with the creepiest sound effects, no doubt facilitating viewers into seeing what they imagined to be there! I was forced to think logically, I was sleeping in that room on my own that night and had made that video at risk of scaring myself!

ArnoldJRimmer · 08-02-2019 10:32PM

A few months ago, a friend texted a Whatsapp group telling us that her cat had died suddenly. Sent a message back saying how sorry I was to hear the news. Went back to reading, when the next thing I heard really loud meow, and it sounded like it was in the house. And then another. Now I have a cat myself, but she was sound asleep right beside me, and didn't stir with the noise. Freaked out and looked around, including outside, but no sign of another cat. Sometimes I still hear the meow, but am used to it at this stage

TL:DR, I have a ghost cat in my house

Dtp1979 · 09-02-2019 04:22PM

bogwalrus wrote: »

This is a long story but something that is still creeping me out and I have no answer for it.

A few weeks ago my wife and I booked a cottage on Airbnb outside caherciveen for a night. A relative was celebrating their birthday in the town and we just wanted a place to crash the night before because of the long commute.

All correspondence with the host was done on the app. A nice man who said he would be there to meet us when we arrived. On the drive down I got a very strange text message from an unknown number going on about leaving "the bags" in the shed at the back of the house. The message also said that a key would be left underneath a pot at the front of the house. My wife read out the text cause I was driving, figured it was a wrong number. Anyway we got to caherciveen around 9:30pm and turned on the Google maps to get the exact location of the Airbnb. I had an address and a fair idea of where about the Airbnb was but some accurate directions from Google is always nice. Pulled out the phone and zero signal. No signal in caherciveen with Tesco mobile I'm afraid.

The host was expecting us at around 8:30 and I didn't have a chance to message him on the app to say we were running late. I also didn't get a message from him so I figured it wasnt an issue.

Anyway to get directions I called a cousin that was attending the party and originally from the town and gave him the address. He gave me a good idea of how to get to the Airbnb and we eventually arrived at our destination.

It was around 10:30 when we arrived. There was only an outside porch light on and the host was not there to meet us. I spotted a potted plant right by the door and then it clicked. Maybe the message was for us and he was saying he was leaving a key out and maybe we were to put our bin bags in the shed. It all made sense now. There was indeed a key under the pot. We let ourselves in and there was a very strong smell of turf coming from the place. It was also very warm in there. My wife went into the sitting room and could see that the host had lit a fire for us which was pretty much gone out now but still quite hot. We thought it was a bit dangerous to leave an open fire like that.

We were both exhausted from the journey so we left our bags near the door and pretty much went straight to bed in the first room we could find. We were also still using our phones as torches because we had no idea where the bloody light switches were. We did find the bedroom light though.

I fell straight to sleep while my wife wandered off to find the bathroom to brush her teeth.

The next morning I was woken up by a car in the yard. I figured it was the host so got out of bed and walked to the front door. I could see a grey Corolla driving out of the yard and down the lane. I was a bit freaked out to he honest. I went in to my wife who was still in bed and said that the car drove off. She said it was probably the host checking to see if we arrived. He probably saw our car and figured it was too early or something. That's fair enough I thought. I asked the wife where the toilet was and she said it was in the ensuite next door. So I went into the ensuite and was instantly freaked out. The room was a mess with the blankets all undone, clothes on the floor and coming out of the drawers. The bathroom was also in a state. And guess what. The bloody window was open. This is where the doubt set in......

Maybe that message was not for me, maybe people leave keys under pots all the time, maybe my cousin gave us the wrong directions, maybe that wasnt the host in the Corolla in the yard, Maybe we stayed the night in someone else's house and maybe when my wife went to use the bathroom the owner was lying there in bed.......

Dude seriously, wtf happened next??

Rubberlegs · 09-02-2019 07:30PM

Rubberlegs wrote: »

Not sure if this qualifies but it has been on my mind all day. My eldest girl still lives at home but has been house hunting for about a year. She viewed a house last week and didn't really pass much comment to me about it, her Dad is the go to person for such stuff. This morning before I woke I had a vivid dream that she had bought the house and I was giving her the Christmas decoration with her photo in it that I hang on the tree every year so that she could put it on her own tree. I have felt a bit sad all day and didn't connect it to the dream at all. When she got home from work this evening she told me her offer on the house had been accepted. I had no idea she had even put an offer in. I am putting it down to Mammy instincts

I went to see the house with my daughter yesterday and the back garden was near enough identical to the one in my dream, a paved area and a raised lawn with wood edging. I nearly sh1t myself when I saw it

timthumbni · 09-02-2019 07:38PM

Deleted User wrote: »

Last summer I stopped along the Antrim Coast Road and stayed in a historic atmospheric hotel for the night. At check-in I asked the friendly receptionist if this hotel was haunted like a similar one (which boasts it is) located further along on the same route. She said playfully “your particular room is ok as far as I know”. I retired to my splendid little room for the night, decorated with four poster bed, finely carved old dark wooden wardrobe, wonderfully patterned period wallpaper, and a view out to sea through original old Georgian glass. An absolute gem of a place. To amuse myself I did a funny video blog thing on my Facebook profile, scanning the elaborately decorated and dimly lit room with my phone camera whilst using a fake-scary fun voiceover about the place being full of ghosts, and quickly posted itamong friends. Next thing I got feedback of friends (including elderly sensible types) seeing faces of ghosts overlooking my four-poster bed and being really freaked out, asking if I had placed them there. I looked at the video posting for myself, but didn’t see any faces, however during recording my finger had accidentally slipped on the “SLO-MO” button, this distorting the whole video with the creepiest sound effects, no doubt facilitating viewers into seeing what they imagined to be there! I was forced to think logically, I was sleeping in that room on my own that night and had made that video at risk of scaring myself!

Where was that? The bushmills inn by any chance. Just so as I know never to stay there..

punisher5112 · 09-02-2019 08:26PM

I was sitting in the sitting room one summer day and was sort of drifting of and then I hear a hello.....
Followed by another 3 or 4 hello.....

Turns out it was one of my cats but I could have sworn it was a person as the front door was open and he had come back in.

Poor Uncle Tom · 09-02-2019 08:33PM

punisher5112 wrote: »

I was sitting in the sitting room one summer day and was sort of drifting of and then I hear a hello.....
Followed by another 3 or 4 hello.....

Turns out it was one of my cats but I could have sworn it was a person as the front door was open and he had come back in.

Those pets are cleverer than you think.

My neighbours dog can talk!

I called over last week, neighbour said the dog drank half a bottle of beer the night before, jokingly I asked the dog how he felt...

I'll be f**ked if he didn't tell me he felt rough........

09-02-2019 09:44PM

timthumbni wrote: »

Where was that? The bushmills inn by any chance. Just so as I know never to stay there..

The historically named Londonderry Arms (named after Winston Churchill’s granny who founded the coaching inn) in lovely super-friendly Carnlough, which has beautiful easy walks into the hills behind. It’s far cheaper than tbe rivals on the Coast, and at risk of giving the utterly wrong inpression I have anything to do with the establishment, I absolutely highly recommend this place for value for money and first class hospitality. As a solo traveller they gave me genuine good value,something all too rare in Ireland and beyond. Absolutely terrific breakfast, during which I learned the life story of the lovely lady in charge, indeed standing at the bus stop back for Larne/Belfast I learned even more about the locals’ everyday issues. All very like Scotland across the water.

bogwalrus · 09-02-2019 10:23PM

Regarding my long post about the Airbnb in caherciveen. Sorry for leaving yee hanging.

It was actually the right airbnb. The photos on the listing matched it. I checked the same day. I never got in touch with the host because the most likely story was that he waited for us and because we didn't arrive at the time he decided to stay there himself. Maybe he lived far away or something. That's my guess anyway. TBH the listing didn't actually say entire home but it also didn't suggest we would be staying with the owner. So I'm gonna leave this experience behind me and hope it doesn't happen again.

10-02-2019 07:39PM

This is going to sound a bit mad.

A few weeks ago I was in the kitchen ironing....house was silent otherwise as everyone in bed.
The only way I can describe what I heard is a mini person shouting "HELP" from behind the fridge, real squeaky quiet HELP. Really frieked me.
I thought it was maybe a mouse firstly and pulled out the fridge to see but found nothing. I put fridge back in and heard it again.
I guess it couldve been the fridge itself, something to do with gas or compressor etc....but it really did sound like a miniature person in trouble....I'm still thinking about it when I go to iron.

Day Lewin · 10-02-2019 07:42PM

368100 wrote: »

This is going to sound a bit mad.

A few weeks ago I was in the kitchen ironing....house was silent otherwise as everyone in bed.
The only way I can describe what I heard is a mini person shouting "HELP" from behind the fridge, real squeaky quiet HELP. Really frieked me.
I thought it was maybe a mouse firstly and pulled out the fridge to see but found nothing. I put fridge back in and heard it again.
I guess it couldve been the fridge itself, something to do with gas or compressor etc....but it really did sound like a miniature person in trouble....I'm still thinking about it when I go to iron.

Borrowers? Very articulate spider?

Lorelli! · 10-02-2019 07:50PM

368100 wrote: »

This is going to sound a bit mad.

A few weeks ago I was in the kitchen ironing....house was silent otherwise as everyone in bed.
The only way I can describe what I heard is a mini person shouting "HELP" from behind the fridge, real squeaky quiet HELP. Really frieked me.
I thought it was maybe a mouse firstly and pulled out the fridge to see but found nothing. I put fridge back in and heard it again.
I guess it couldve been the fridge itself, something to do with gas or compressor etc....but it really did sound like a miniature person in trouble....I'm still thinking about it when I go to iron.

Sounds like you need to call the Ghostbusters

partyguinness · 18-02-2019 02:44PM

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.

There was a recent scientific article on this. Doctors kept measuring the brainwaves of a person who was clinically dead and who did die (no resuscitation). They found that when the heart has stopped electrical impulses continue in the brain for another 5-6 minutes until fading away.

It is suggested that these lingering electrical impulses in the brain may very well explain near death experiences, lights, etc etc.

gmisk · 18-02-2019 03:22PM

Deleted User wrote: »

The historically named Londonderry Arms (named after Winston Churchill’s granny who founded the coaching inn) in lovely super-friendly Carnlough, which has beautiful easy walks into the hills behind. It’s far cheaper than tbe rivals on the Coast, and at risk of giving the utterly wrong inpression I have anything to do with the establishment, I absolutely highly recommend this place for value for money and first class hospitality. As a solo traveller they gave me genuine good value,something all too rare in Ireland and beyond. Absolutely terrific breakfast, during which I learned the life story of the lovely lady in charge, indeed standing at the bus stop back for Larne/Belfast I learned even more about the locals’ everyday issues. All very like Scotland across the water.

Carnlough is lovely in fairness.....unlike Larne...speaking of creepy and unnerving

I am from just round the coast originally.
One hotel that is famously meant to be haunted in Country Antrim is Ballygally castle, they even have a "ghost room".
I remember going many years ago and it definitely has an odd vibe.

Great story btw

Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?

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