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Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?
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That's perfectly normal, your computer just received a magic packet which woke it up. It's called Wake-On-LAN. If it really bothers you it can be disabled in the power settings of your OS.Man City 10 wrote: »Well....
I was in the bed 2 days ago and i left my desktop on sleep and all of a sudden it turned on in pitch dark lol i was ****ting my self
It has happened 3 times already in the past 4 months
I mean like a desktop does not turn on by itself you probably know in order to wake a desptop up from its sleep you either have to move the mouse around or hit the on/off button
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Deadly thread folks...thanks to everyone who's contributed....I've always been quite sceptical and nothing has ever happened to me but there are a couple of stories on here which have actually "moved me" so to say.
About a month ago I spoke to my Mam from NZ, as the conversation ended, she said your sister is coming around but we'll wait til you get home to tell you the story.....I'm home for Christmas and my Mam & Sis have told me of recent goings on in my Mam's apartment..... (i'm not going to do this story justice but I'll give it a go)
Mam lives on the top floor in an apartment block, so the only doorbell she would have is the one at the main door but we all know the code to the main door so she felt she needed a doorbell on the door of her actual apartment incase....it was locked....she was in bed....hoovering....wanted some privacy (she'll kill me for that) etc. That doorbell started to give her gip so she replaced it with a similar one that plays another kind of chime sound.
Not long after she put in the second one...she started to hear what she thought was the chime of the first doorbell. Thought nothing of it really until she realised it wasn't actually the "chime" of the new doorbell.
She spoke to a close friend about it, she took Mam at her word, (I know she's my Mam and Im bias but I have never known my Mam to tell a lie, ever!) and life went on. This "chime" went on for a good few weeks and then happened to ring ("chime") while she was on the phone to the friend she told.
Mam then decided to tell my sister what was going on, my sis would be a little less sceptical as me, again took Mam at her word and again life went on until my sister was in Mams apartment when these "chimes" chimed!
My sister rang around and found someone who would do a "clearing"...again I'm extremely sceptical so take from it what you will.
This lady (lets call her Ann) and her friend came to Mams apartment and the minute she walked in, asked who was the big man who was a big drinker.
Mam's father loved a whiskey but was never a big drinker. Again, my Dad likes a drink, but I have never seen him drunk.
Mam explained this and off they went, further into the apartment. Mam has a 2 bed apartment, left them to it.
She (Ann) arrived back in a few minutes later and asked who slept in the second bedroom. It's actually known as my bedroom because myself and himself are pretty much the only people who stay in it, but my sister happened to mention that my brother and my sister in law stayed in it a few weeks earlier as Mam was away and they were out at a party.
She (Ann) said that the female who stayed in that room needed help. She was the reason "he" was there but he was harmless and just wanted the best for his daughter. My sister in laws father was a raving alcoholic, over 6 foot tall and nearly as wide. Died through alcoholism 4 years earlier (absolutely no way she could have known this) She (Ann) had seen him in the hallway as she came in.
My Mam and sister obviously knew they would think they were mad, didn't really know what to do but felt honesty was the best policy! Explained what had gone on....SIL asked why he hadn't come to her...who knows!!
SIL got in touch with (Ann)! "Chimes" stopped for two days...queue "chimes" on day 3. Mam rang her, (Ann) said she had lost SIL's number through a phone change and could she please have it again. No more "chimes"!
I've been alone in Mam's place several times since and while I haven't heard the "chimes" it's quite comforting to know that he's here keeping an eye, I talk to him all the time!
your a legend...we love you to bits and -- is getting the help she needs
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SimonTemplar wrote: »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!!
I had just finished watching the Japanese version (The original) of The Grudge in bed one night. When the cat decided to jump under the sheets at the foot of my bed, and crawl up quickly to lick my face :eek:
I nearly f*cking died of fright.
Seriously, if you want a good horror. This is it. Watch it and see why she (the cat) nearly finished me
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Dr conrad murray wrote: »Didnt happen to me but told to me by my mother, The year was about 1979
and my mother and father had moved to north of england from Ireland.
Anyway they moved into their new council house and settled in. so about a week later they were awoken at 3 in the morning by a creepy knocking at the front door.
The father was like who the f**k is that?
as they didnt really know anyone at this stage as they were not long there.
So the father goes downstairs with the mother following, and opens the door to find a woman about 70 years of age demanding to know what was my mother and farther doing in her house and to get out . Anyway father had to stop her from forcing her way into the hallway and the old woman shouting this is my house! get out!. The father thought maybe she was drunk and had got her house mixed up with theirs.
Eventually they just closed the door and the old woman must of f**ked off, and they went back to bed. Next day they got talking to the next door neigbour about it and described the old woman who had been ranting and raving at them in the middle of the night.
The neighbours face went a shade of grey as they said they had known the old woman and infact she was the prevoius tenant befour my mother and father moved in . The creepy thing was the old woman had been dead for 6 months!:eek:
My friend had something similar happen.
They lived in in an estate full of students. One night around 3 am he heard movemnet downstairs and he panicked, as everyone was in bed. He heard cupboards being opened and closed and furniture being moved around.
He decided to make his way down anyway and did so slowly. He opend the sitting room door and seen a figure on the sofa hunched over with his back to the door.
My mate turned on the light at it was a drunk student, asleep with a curry chip on his lap. When confronted, he told my mate to "Get the fcuk outta my house!"
The Gardai had to be called but basically the guy thought his housemates locked him out, so he managed to break in, then proceded to try eat his takeaway before falling asleep.0 -
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Anyone ever hear about people on the verge of death getting strong smell of flowers?IvyTheTerrible wrote: »I have heard of people smelling oranges.
Scientists say it is due to some biochemical change in the brain before death.
When my Mother died, her friend in another town smelled her favorite flowers at the exact moment she passed.
The friend thought her bf had just sprayed air freshener, and the bf thought she had just sprayed on some body scent.
When I called her friend to tell her the news, she said she already knew. Don't worry, there was more to the conversation than that.
The smell of flowers at the moment of death reminds me of an article I read in a magazine years ago.
A UK doctor working on one of the Polynesian Islands saved a young kids life. The kid was very ill with a fever which nobody else could figure out. Luckily, this Dr. worked out what it was in time and gave the kid the right medicine.
Later that night as the Dr. was getting into bed she felt people moving around her and could smell flowers very strongly for few minutes. The doors and windows were closed so it couldn't be a breeze.
One of the nurses the following day said to her that it must have been the child's dead relatives saying thank-you.0 -
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Great thread, have a little submission myself that I can't really explain.
It all started earlier this year when one day, my sister told us all about this dream she had. I didn't really pay much attention to it as I was preoccupied that day, only I remarked over the fact that she said she couldn't move or make any sound even though she was trying to call my other sister who shares the same room. She didn't go into very much detail except very vaguely saying she saw something like a ghost. I had heard of sleep paralysis before on some UFO documentary so I figured that's what it was.
Anyway, as I was saying, I was preoccupied that day and didn't think anything at all of it and went on as if I never heard it, just forgot about it basically. Well so, I went to bed as usual and rather unusually, woke up in the middle of the night. I rolled over in bed and saw a yellowish smoky top half of a person with no real facial features, just contours where you would expect the mouth and eyes and it was on my thighs. It felt like time just paused when I seen it and I didn't feel scared just kind of confused or something, like wtf is that thing? It then flew up, well more like it stood up if you can imagine a torso rising up by itself, and it jumped into my chest and I tried to resist it and turn my body to the door and call my mom but I could barely move, like all the strength in my body could only tilt me a small amount and my screams became barely a rasp from my throat producing no real sound.
I woke up in a sweat and still didn't think anything strange had happened so I went back to sleep, it was just a regular nightmare or something.
I then woke up again to the same thing happening to me but this time when I regained control, I called into my sister and I told her what had happened and she looked really worried as she said that was exactly what happened to her and it was so strange because she hadn't told anyone the full story and then the very next night the same thing had happened to me.
I don't really know how to come to terms with what happened, is it possible for people to have identical sleep paralysis events one day apart? I know that it is possible that I suffered sleep paralysis, and subconciously it might have been brought on by hearing my sisters story that day but how could it have happened in a way that was never described to me and only 1 day apart.
Probably not even a scary story, but I found it creepy at the time anyway 0
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