Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?

dubstarr wrote:

Sleep Paralysis.Do you think its linked as to whether you can see ghosts

No.

I woke up one morning to find the ghost of Gloria Gaynor at the end of my bed. At first I was afraid, I was petrified.

I had a really strange dream about someone I didn't know, and it came true . Also met either his brother or doppelganger in unusual circumstances. Nothing dramatic or interesting came of it so it seems these things don't have a point or a reason.

maccored wrote: »

Anything 'paranormal' that happens just before sleep or just before/when you wake up more than likely would be sleep related and not in anyway paranormal. Sleep paralysis is also known as the old hag syndrome because people sometimes feel something is holding them down. when the body is technically paralysed, ready for sleep, but the brain is still active you can imagine and see all sorts of things as you are half asleep. So - it isnt linked to seeing ghosts, but it is linked to people thinking they did

I only ask because i had sleep paralysis a few times in the past few months.And i havent had it in years.And i seen the shadow upstairs.

^^^^^^^^^^^^

of late i always seem to wake up at 4.44 in the night..kinda freaks me out

Emerson Shallow Mouthful wrote: »

I went through a spate of waking up at exactly 3.15am for a year or two after watching The Amityville Horror at an impressionable age... And it was only ever at that time so no confirmation bias....

You might claim that but tbh I don't really believe you.

Do you mean every night at the same time. Every single night?

If you say yes, then I would say the odds of that are astronomical, and if it wasn't every night then you were waking at other times too, but were remembering the times you woke at 3:15.

I lived in Sydney for a year back in 2005/06. One night I was bored at home and seen there was a poker tournament in a pub not far from where I lived. It was advertised in some backpacker magazine. I asked my mates did anyone want to head to it but they were too busy smoking weed to care so I said feck it I'll go myself. It was not far from where I lived, just a short bus ride.

When I arrived at the pub the game was already in progress and there was feck all people there, plus it seemed a very cliquey crowd so I decided I'd return home. When I left the pub to go to the bus stop across the road I saw 2 pieces of paper whirling in the air about 2/3 feet above the ground on a sort of traffic island. It wasn't windy and it looked so bizarre the way they moved, when I walked over there was 2 australian 5 dollar notes still doing this weird floating in a circle thing above the ground. I grabbed them put them in my wallet and went home.

Kinda freaked me out as it felt so surreal, almost like something you see in a movie.

Heckler wrote: »

I've never told anyone. About 3 years ago I was out the back of where I live having a smoke. Before you ask yes just a tobacco smoke.

I live in an estate of semi-detached houses all of the same configuration excepting the odd extension. I dunno the technical term. Looks like an A from the gable end.

Looking around across the houses in my sight I saw, while having a smoke, a man sized figure run along the spine of a house and then leap to the next semi detached house spine. Lost sight after that. Haunted as to what it was.

Could it possibly have been a cat? Would be quite a jump from roof to roof.
Or just a very athletic burglar.
PS That must be why they're called "cat burglars" - I never realised!

I went to my granny's funeral last october. It was an unusual warm day for the season with no clouds in the sky. In the church, there was a ray of sunshine on my grandmother's coffin and I thought it was nice.

Anyway, the priest started the ceremony and suddenly a big butterfly appeared and flew above the coffin and kept flying between the first rows where all the close family members were and the coffin. At one point, my aunt put her hand out when it was close to her and it sligthly touched her.

We then went to the cemetery and when it was finished the employee from the funeral company read a poem. The first sentence of the poem was about a butterfly that landed on a window to deliver a message about life.

I thought the funeral company put the butterfly there on purpose but most of my family are from the area and they participated to a lot of funerals organised with this funeral company and it never happened.

My boyfriend's brother died suddenly and I stayed over the night of his Wake. I was sleeping in his room on a pull-out single mattress on the floor. I went off to bed in the early hours and just couldn't settle in there on my own, surrounded by his things.

After a while I started to feel really claustrophobic. Like there was someone there with a really strong presence. I shut my eyes tight and I felt like someone was literally lying on this single mattress beside me. As you can imagine, on a single mattress this felt just too close!

I stayed put, rigid with the heaviness of the atmosphere in the room and then I just couldn't take it anymore. I jumped up and ran downstairs to the rest of the family and friends and sat, clinging to my boyfriend. I just can't forget that feeling. I was so ill at ease.


For months later I would be randomly somewhere, nowhere near other people or strong smells, and I would get a waft of the smell of embalming fluid that he had that evening. That super-sweet powdery smell. I was holding his hand as he lay in a bed at his Wake and had the smell on my hands all night, so remembered it very distinctly. Every time I got a random blast of it I felt it was him saying hello to either me or his brother (my boyfriend).


Later again, I had a really vivid dream if this same man. We were sitting in a doorway and he was telling me that he'd had a really happy life and was totally ok where he was now. The way we were sitting was like after we spoke he would go through the door, away and I would stay on my side. It was very peaceful and I told my boyfriend about it and he got a lot of comfort from it. He was having a really hard time dealing with his brother's sudden death and particularly in the works preceding this dream. Maybe his brother knew that the way to get messages to him was through me as he was such a mess and may not have been as open to them?

Thanks for reading. Love this thread and first time posting here.

It was about 2003. Me and my friend we're in Prague in a restaurant. We we're sitting beside the window facing one another. I caught 2 men in uniform walking by the window with rifles over their shoulders. They were in full ww2 German uniforms with the swastika around their arms. I couldn't believe it, they just walked by the window on the path. I turned and just looked at them walk by. I said to my friend did you just see them 2 men in the German uniforms and he said no he didn't. I know what I saw but for the life of me I don't know what it was all about.