Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?

Zillah · 19-12-2012 03:22PM

I just remembered something from when I was probably about 15. Over at a friend's house hanging out and we decide to see how well we can guess cards without seeing them. I think we messed around for a while with no weird results, and then we try it this way: I pick a card at random, and hold it up so he can see the back of it. I try to 'send' what card it is and he tries to guess. The cards weren't in any way transparent and there was nothing reflective behind me - to the best of my recollection there was no way he could see the face. Out of approximate 30 guesses he got about 25 perfect, including number and suit, and the ones he got wrong was usually the right number or suit. I keep getting more and more excited and he becomes more and more awkward about the whole thing. Another friend calls to the door and I'm the one who runs up to him going "You have to see this!", the other guy was getting more and more reserved and didn't want to keep going, but we did it a few more times and he got it right again a whole bunch of times. Eventually he really insists we stop doing it and keeps trying to make out that it's not a big deal. Kind of forgot about it afterwards and never brought it up again.

This is the same guy who claims on another occasion he and a friend left his bedroom and when they came back a minute later all the drawers were open and stuff had been flung all around the room as if someone had ransacked it. He seem genuinely upset about it too.

I am a skeptical person and if I had to make a bet I would say there was a perfectly reasonable explanation, but it does make me wonder.

gozunda · 19-12-2012 03:41PM

Roisy7 wrote: »

Haha I know, there's more holes in that story than Swiss Cheese, that's the way it was told to me tho

Ooh elaborate? What is it with Irish an creepy stories? Our Irish teacher told us she had this "hilarious" story for the JC, turns out three kids drown at the end of it! :eek:

That actually makes more sense!

HOLY S**T!! Did he get arrested?!!

I've a cute little co-incidence too. When I was in NUIG I had to do a photography project, and I spotted a mint green vintage car driving up past UHG. Very cute little car, so I snapped a pic of it and photoshopped the background into black and white and left the car in colour.

A month later I was in Cobh for all the Titanic stuff and had my camera with me (project still not finished lol). So we were walking up past St Colman's Cathedral and there was another mint green Hillman (I think, can't rem the make). So I take more photos of it thinking how cute it was and not even making the connection. Check it against the other photo from Galway and it had the same reg- same car, must be following me around!

Maybe you were stalking them and taking photos....

ViveLaVie · 19-12-2012 03:59PM

Lima Golf wrote: »

I don't know how many "a man in a van tried to kidnap me" stories I've read in this thread so far. Kids have a way of exaggerating stories in their minds, which over time they can begin to believe the exaggerated version.

You hear so many of these stories but how many children have been kidnaped in Ireland in the last, say, 20 years (other than by a parent). These men in vans are either really **** at what they're trying to do or children have over active imaginations. My bet is on the latter.

Anyway sorry for the rant. I just think people have been scared by various urban legends into believing every strange van in their area is out to kidnap them.

http://www.ispcc.ie/services/information-advice/2554

http://m.guardian.co.uk/uk/2012/oct/02/child-abduction-cases-stranger-research

A child goes missing every three minutes in the UK. While the number is significantly lower over here I imagine that is largely due to a lower population and hence fewer predators.

More than one child is abducted per week over here. While some of these are carried out by parents, a large amount aren't. In the UK half of attempted abductions are carried out by strangers. It is not a stretch then to imagine that a similar percentage of the abductions over here are the same. For every successful abduction in the UK there are over three attempted abductions.

The number of reported abductions in Ireland, the UK and America is woefully low. Sadly, usually unless the child is white, female and middle-class, their abduction is likely to go unreported by the media. This is known as http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Missing_white_woman_syndrome. People just haven't heard of all the cases that do exist so their perception of how common this is is distorted.

I was one of the people who wrote a story like this in the thread and I can assure you I did not exaggerate or imagine anything.

Loomis · 19-12-2012 04:33PM

Not much of a story. Just makes me feel a bit uncomfortable if I think about it.

As a kid, my granny used to mind me and my sisters after school until my parents got off work. She'd have the occasional visitor and you'd sit in the room with them feeling a bit shy as most kids do.

Every once in a while a priest would come round. Most of the time my granny would pretend she wasn't home. I just presumed she didn't want to entertain him despite being a friend of the family. When he did come in, I always felt weird sitting beside him. As a kid you put it down to being shy/awkward and him being a priest, which was a bit unusual.

When I was older, I saw his name in the news.
Father Tony Walsh.

cazzzzz · 19-12-2012 05:34PM

This story has ALWAYS creeped me out.
This happened a number of years ago to my sister who was about 15 at the time.
She was going for a walk. We live down the country and there's a ring road that goes around our house (steep, isolated)
She was crossing the road to meet the main road when she saw a car pulling up on the left and stopping. She saw a man staring at her from the rear view mirror and got really creeped out. She said she got the feeling she needed to run. She started running down the beach and the man was chasing her. She ran for ages and ages until she found a boulder and hid behind it. She waited for almost an hour. She then plucked up the courage to go back to where the car had been. She found the car with the driver's door still wide open.
So so strange!

The_Kew_Tour · 19-12-2012 05:44PM

What a great thread. Scary stuff.

Never thought there was so many dangerous people out there though.

fasttalkerchat · 19-12-2012 06:08PM

In Spain when I was around 12 we were in one of those typical touristy shops with fake football jerseys and BB guns. I was playing about with the guns and this man who worked there was trying to talk me into buying a football jersey, I humoured him but had no money anyway... then he motioned to me to come round to the store room, "Come look, come look".
It may have been totally innocent but I felt really uneasy and left the shop. There was just something not right about his body language, he looked quite effeminate and maybe that's all it was but stuck in my head for years that I should have told someone.
Not sure what I could have told or what could have been done!

IceFjoem · 19-12-2012 06:20PM

fasttalkerchat wrote: »

In Spain when I was around 12 we were in one of those typical touristy shops with fake football jerseys and BB guns. I was playing about with the guns and this man who worked there was trying to talk me into buying a football jersey, I humoured him but had no money anyway... then he motioned to me to come round to the store room, "Come look, come look".
It may have been totally innocent but I felt really uneasy and left the shop. There was just something not right about his body language, he looked quite effeminate and maybe that's all it was but stuck in my head for years that I should have told someone.
Not sure what I could have told or what could have been done!

I once saw a guy and he was all like, hey, but I was all like, no way...anyway I called the police and it turned out he was gay...close call...

19-12-2012 06:39PM

While nothing actually happened to me, I still wonder about this night, not believing in a sixth sense or premonition or anything like it.

Was 14, in my grandparents house with my mother and brother too. I couldn't sleep that night which wasn't like me at the time. I had a new Swatch watch and was looking at it every half hour, watching it go from about ten when I went to bed, till about half three. I suddenly wanted to go downstairs, so I walked down, saw a light shining through the window in the hallway, and got the heebie jeebies so ran back up the stairs. Didn't think of saying anything to anyone in the house, being half three, and not really being familiar with my grandparents place thought I was imagining and over reacting to nothing. Got back into bed, heard a car revving and speeding off, shut my eyes, and went to sleep.

Next morning we found our car had been nicked from the driveway by joyriders. Still baffled as to why I had such problems sleeping that night, right up until I'd heard (though unknown at the time) the car being stolen.

SimonTemplar · 19-12-2012 06:42PM

I saw the american remake of The Ring when it was initially released in cinemas. I'm more or less desensatised (sp) to horror nowadays, but that movie really creeped me out.

Anyway, I went home and got into bed. At the end of my bed was a dresser with a TV on top of it. When I was in bed I reached forward to grab a book and the TV suddenly switched on "by itself" with the infamous static on the screen.

For a second the hairs stood on the back of my neck until I realised that I actually pressed up against the remote as I leaned foward.

TBH...even more unnerving than that is the image of 20 people emerging from the long grass in the OP. JESUS!!

fasttalkerchat · 19-12-2012 06:42PM

I just came accross the best set of creepy stories ever!

Start with this link then continue to the others at the end of each story:
http://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/k8ktr/footsteps/

Cunning Stunt · 19-12-2012 06:46PM

I think it was my brother in law who told me that he was in the local pub and there was a big crowd in there celebrating a GAA win by the local team. The cup they won was filled up and passed around for everyone to take a a sip from, as part of the celebrations. When the cup was nearly empty, they found a set of false teeth sitting in the bottom of it

One of the aul lads propped up at the bar, with a few too many on him, had apparantly let them slip in when taking a sip. Cue half the bar running outside to throw their guts up!

up for anything · 19-12-2012 07:43PM

Shenshen wrote: »

But how would he have know that she speaks English rather than French?

Because she was wearing a twin set, tweed skirt, pearls and flat brogues. Not a sniff of parisienne style about her.

Heisenberg1 · 19-12-2012 08:05PM

Duvetdays wrote: »

Many years ago when I was 16 I was meeting some friends in my local town in south dublin. As luck would have it for me one of there dads dropped them at my house instead of me meeting them in the town as was originally planned the 3 of us girls set off on the 15/20min walk we took a short cut that at times is isolated if I was on my own I probably would've wałked it as it was quicker then going the long way but occasionally I wouldn't as like I said it was a bit isolated and I'm easily unnerved. As we started walking were it gets lonely we passed a man just standing there and he creeped me out a bit as there was no logical reason for him to just be standing there. We kept on walking and when I looked over my shoulder he appeared to be following us and stepped back against bushes against the wall when he seen I was looking over my shoulder at him. We continued walking and as I looked back again he did the same again but this time there was something shiny glint in his hand. The 3 of us got completely freaked and ran and when we got to where it was more open and populated we started walking again and we guessed the man was gone and we went on to enjoy our day and forgot about it. A couple of weeks later there was a stabbing murder not 500m from where we saw the man that is well known and still unsolved.

First off WOW what a thread secondly have you reported this to the Guards in Dun Laoghaire.

Heisenberg1 · 19-12-2012 08:12PM

Bruce7 wrote: »

When I was about 8 or 10 a group of us were forced to play roles in the mass at Christmas. The three wise men, Mary and Jesus and all that. There was something weird about the parish priest and it was strongly suspected that he was 'one of them', shall we say, so we all made sure never to be on our own with him (I can't remember his name but we called him Father Mickey Dodger).

We had to go to the church after school to rehearse for a week or so before Christmas day. He was always trying to get kids to come back to his house under various pretexts, but we'd always find a way of avoiding it. Then Christmas Eve came when the costumes were being handed out. He gave most of the costumes out at the last rehearsal, but said that the last few were back in his house, and myself and two other boys, Michael and Dara would have to go back with him to get them. There was no way to refuse, so we went back, whispering to each other to stay near the door and not to allow him to separate us.

So we went into his living room, and it was dark and grotty. The furniture was all ancient and in terrible condition, and there were dirty ashtrays and bottles of drink everywhere. He had a big table with a candle in a holder on it and there were piles of old books on the table. We crept over to the table to look at the book that was lying open but it was in some script we couldn't read. There was something very weird about it. It didn't look like a Bible or anything like that.

The priest came into the room with the costumes, and must have seen that we were a bit freaked out, so he was as friendly and reassuring as he could be. He started giving us our costumes and we began to relax a bit, but then the phone rang, one of those big old black bakelite things. He answered normally, and listened for a minute; then his eyes kind of glazed over and he said "Yes. At once" in this really weird voice. He walked out of the room as if he hadn't seen us and went upstairs. He had left the phone off the hook and Dara went over and picked it up.

"Who's there?" he said, trying to sound brave. Then his face went white and he froze completely. Michael had had enough. He grabbed Dara and me and we ran out of there. As we passed through the hall, the priest was coming down the stairs carrying a roll of black bags and a rope. We ran like Hell and didn't look back until we were back on our road.

We asked Dara what he had heard on the other end of the phone, but he was completely white; he just shook his head, and wouldn't say a single word. We went home, and after that we simply never saw him again. He wasn't there at mass the next day, and when we went to call for him after Christmas, his house was completely empty. When school started again, his desk was left empty for a few days and then just taken away. Another family moved into his house a few months later and that was that.

That is the most terrifying story I have ever read.

Heisenberg1 · 19-12-2012 08:14PM

Bruce7 wrote: »

Nobody knows, but I firmly believe SATAN was on the line, calling from HELL.

That reply would give King a run for his money.

IceFjoem · 19-12-2012 08:33PM

Duvetdays wrote: »

Many years ago when I was 16 I was meeting some friends in my local town in south dublin. As luck would have it for me one of there dads dropped them at my house instead of me meeting them in the town as was originally planned the 3 of us girls set off on the 15/20min walk we took a short cut that at times is isolated if I was on my own I probably would've wałked it as it was quicker then going the long way but occasionally I wouldn't as like I said it was a bit isolated and I'm easily unnerved. As we started walking were it gets lonely we passed a man just standing there and he creeped me out a bit as there was no logical reason for him to just be standing there. We kept on walking and when I looked over my shoulder he appeared to be following us and stepped back against bushes against the wall when he seen I was looking over my shoulder at him. We continued walking and as I looked back again he did the same again but this time there was something shiny glint in his hand. The 3 of us got completely freaked and ran and when we got to where it was more open and populated we started walking again and we guessed the man was gone and we went on to enjoy our day and forgot about it. A couple of weeks later there was a stabbing murder not 500m from where we saw the man that is well known and still unsolved.

Hold up a minute, that wasn't in the metals in Glenageary was it?! They're still trying to solve that, you should definitely tell the Gardai!

livinsane · 19-12-2012 08:42PM

I posted this in the "flasher" thread the other day but sure here goes. It's not supernatural but creepy all the same.

I was walking home from Cork City to Bishopstown on a Monday night about 12am. I had been at a friend's house watching a dvd, it was a nice night and I had runners on so was looking forward to a nice walk. It's a lit up walk, and generally good few vehicles and people around.

I was walking out Western Road, there were a few people around passing against me. A guy passed me out from behind and walked on, turning down the passage way that leads to the Mardyke Arena area. I noted that he was small enough, black jacket and black trousers.

As I walked past the entrance to the alley, I looked into it and saw him a few feet away facing a tree and furiously **** with a really angry expression on his face, shouting "look at it, look at my cock". I got a fright but just thought "perv", told him to fck off and crossed the street. He shouted "I'll kill you, you bitch" after me. He was foreign, Eastern European sounding.

Now it gets freaky. The whole footpath across the road was dug up and blocked off, so I had to cross back unless I wanted to walk on the road with my back to the traffic. Crossed back diagonally, trying to get ahead as quickly as possible. I kept looking back and could see he had run from the alley out into the main street and was slowly coming after me, still exposed and still with this awful expression on his face. Now there are houses all along that stretch of road with gated entrances and he was slipping in and out of them, trying to stay half concealed. I looked around and there was not another soul on the street, not even a car on the road. Just silence. It was like there was nothing on the earth only him and me. Stubbornly, I would not run, would not scream, I did not want to give him the satisfaction of frightening me. My heart was thumping out of my chest though.

I walked on and kept looking back and forward. I looked back again and he had gone. Stood there for a while, scanning the whole area to make sure that he wasn't hiding anywhere, walked back onto the road to get a better look and was positive that he was gone...somewhere. Kept walking and then it occurred to me that if he slipped down the back road past the Mardyke, he could meet me at the end of the road. So I stood where I was and thank fck the next car to come was a taxi, which I hailed and got home.

To my embarrassment, I never actually reported it to the Gardaí. I was so relieved to get home, that a few weeks actually passed before the thought ever occurred to me. I haven't heard any similar stories thankfully.

Doom · 19-12-2012 08:46PM

Here's another one...
Me and my daughter who was 4yrs at the time, were in a bedroom upstairs ( it was day time) I thought I seen something like a black shadow look in the door from the corner of my eye, I put it down to nothing.......until my daughter said "Dad, what was that looking in the door? :eek:

Look up shadow people on Wikipedia.....

SimonTemplar · 19-12-2012 08:58PM

Slighty off topic, but I remember two occasions were I was actually the cause of someone being creeped out.

Firstly, I was walking home fairly late at night on a road that is usually very busy during the day but was dead at night. It was the middle of winter and the freezing wind was blowing right into me so I had my head tilted down so soften the blow. This meant that I couldn't see what was more than a few feet in front of me. So I came to this big puddle that was covering the entire width of the footpath. It was quite big but I was just about able to clear it with a powerful jump. So I leapt over this puddle at which point I heard a scream and it turned out a girl was walking towards me (who I didn't see because my head was down) and was right in front of me when I jumped. It must of seemed like I was about to attack her. I immediately realised what I did and apologised profusely. Thankfully we both just laughted it off.

Secondly, I saw Mick Lally in a production of The Field in my local theatre one night. When I got home it must of been about 11:45. I then realised I needed to get something from the local 24 shop which was just a 5 minute walk though the estate. So I left my house and started walking up the road. The place was deserted apart from me and an elderly women on the path ahead of me. My normal walking pace was faster than the women's so she started to become closer and closer. When we were about half a block apart she turned and looked at me. She kept walking and about a minute later she turned and looked at me again. Then she started running for dear life towards the main road. She was only running for about 5 seconds when she tripped, fell and rolled off the path into the road. At this point I realised I must of terrified this poor women. I walked over to her and helped her on her feet. I asked if she was OK and she said she was fine. At this point I was at the shop which was actually full of people. I felt awful for inadvertently scarring the hell out of her and I offered to call her a taxi and she could wait in the shop with the other people. She declined and continued walking. I have by no means an intimidating appearence but this women must have felt very vulnerable alone late at night in a deserted estate with a strange man approaching her.

Clearly my purpose in life is to accidently terrify women walking alone at night

Janedoe10 · 19-12-2012 09:10PM

Ah stop I know Ireland is small but that car is familiar to me as well .! I see it up the north side they must wrk up there . Not many if those around

Janedoe10 · 19-12-2012 09:13PM

In the 90's my friend walking along western road - part between UCC and the traffic lights said that a man inside a window flashed her as well . It could be the same guy ... Yuck

shinikins · 19-12-2012 10:46PM

Janedoe10 wrote: »

Ah stop I know Ireland is small but that car is familiar to me as well .! I see it up the north side they must wrk up there . Not many if those around

Theres actually quite a few of them around, they were fairly popular when they came out in the early nineties.

Duberlin Chick · 19-12-2012 11:12PM

Well this was just a unnerving..... Was in college and living in digs on campus. One night I decided to stay in but offered to give the others a lift to the pub. On the way home I had a cigarette and the top fell off it and I was stamping around to put it out but appeared all fine. I parked up in the college car park and headed in to bed. All night i lay awake with this stupid thought that after I left my car would go up in flames and that the cars on either side of mine would be destroyed because of me. Irrational I know. I imagined that an announcement came over the colleges intercom thingy asking the owners of the cars, including me, to attend he scene of the fire.... Ridiculous!

Anyways the next morning I was getting dressed and over the intercom thingy came the caretaker reading out the reg plates of about 6 cars in the car park and could the owners report to his office. My car was one of them. My heart EXPLODED! I ran all the way there. Turns out all of the cars called out were broken into overnight. Never was I soooo relieved to have my car broken into (knew there was nowt in it anyways) I just thought it was pretty freaky!!!

bodhrandude · 20-12-2012 03:16AM

I remember someone posted this a few months ago or maybe longer about a piss dungeon that was discovered in a pub in London. I would consider this quite a creepy kind of story. The description this guy gives of when he first copped on that he was being watched taking a piss from below creeped the bejaysus out of me.

Customer: “Listen mate, this is gonna sound totally insane, but I’ve just gone for a piss in the urinal and I could’ve sworn I saw an eyeball looking up from the hole.”

Barman: “I'm sorry?” my mate replies.

Customer: “Not just an eyeball, but like, an eyebrow as well. And the eye was looking around.”

http://www.vice.com/en_uk/read/deep-inside-the-chain-pub-piss-dungeon

SparkySpitfire · 20-12-2012 04:41AM

Thanks guys, despite being the best thread I have possibly ever read my heart is now racing and there is no way I'm waking up at 9am ....

Canis Lupus · 20-12-2012 07:01AM

SimonTemplar wrote: »

Secondly, I saw Mick Lally in a production of The Field in my local theatre one night. When I got home it must of been about 11:45. I then realised I needed to get something from the local 24 shop which was just a 5 minute walk though the estate. So I left my house and started walking up the road. The place was deserted apart from me and an elderly women on the path ahead of me. My normal walking pace was faster than the women's so she started to become closer and closer. When we were about half a block apart she turned and looked at me. She kept walking and about a minute later she turned and looked at me again. Then she started running for dear life towards the main road. She was only running for about 5 seconds when she tripped, fell and rolled off the path into the road. At this point I realised I must of terrified this poor women. I walked over to her and helped her on her feet. I asked if she was OK and she said she was fine. At this point I was at the shop which was actually full of people. I felt awful for inadvertently scarring the hell out of her and I offered to call her a taxi and she could wait in the shop with the other people. She declined and continued walking. I have by no means an intimidating appearence but this women must have felt very vulnerable alone late at night in a deserted estate with a strange man approaching her.

Clearly my purpose in life is to accidently terrify women walking alone at night

I have to admit I was once walking after a girl in suburbia at night. Once she realised I was following her (not intentionally I must add :P ) I sped up as well until I had to take a turn. I got a giggle out of it but not really a nice thing to do...

Duberlin Chick · 20-12-2012 07:17AM

Canis Lupus wrote: »

I have to admit I was once walking after a girl in suburbia at night. Once she realised I was following her (not intentionally I must add :P ) I sped up as well until I had to take a turn. I got a giggle out of it but not really a nice thing to do...

Eh, understatement!

fasttalkerchat · 20-12-2012 12:38PM

I was walking home one day and there was a young girl in school uniform in front of me. We were on a narrow path and she was walking so slow that i had to slow down to because i couldn't pass her. Anyway. As I neared my street I turned the corner and she was gone. Instead of going in my front door I walked up the alleyway at the back to check the oil tank level. There she was, now running knocking frantically on her back door looking back at me

Zillah · 20-12-2012 12:46PM

Canis Lupus wrote: »

I have to admit I was once walking after a girl in suburbia at night. Once she realised I was following her (not intentionally I must add :P ) I sped up as well until I had to take a turn. I got a giggle out of it but not really a nice thing to do...

You took pleasure in making a woman feel afraid of you, alone at night, and behaved threateningly to increase her fear.

You're creepy, congratulations. The fact that you didn't attack her doesn't change that.

Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?

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