Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?

ONeill2013 · 06-05-2013 10:17PM

NegativeCreep wrote: »

No but the thing I'm confused by is, do you guys believe this??

i don't want to believe it but you know what those americans are like, i remember seeing a site for a satanic group but cant find it now

up for anything · 06-05-2013 10:47PM

CroatoanCat wrote: »

a spine-chilling classic ghost story I read a few months ago (It's fab; check it out here: http://gaslight.mtroyal.ca/owhistle.htm)..

Great story. I love the style of English in which it's written. I've picked up a lovely new word for everyday use - incarnadined. As for frightening... I'll let you know in the morning if my bed ends up crumpled and throwed about all ways and if the bedclothes were bundled up and twisted together in a most tortuous confusion.

Dyr · 06-05-2013 10:56PM

ONeill2013 wrote: »

i don't want to believe it but you know what those americans are like, i remember seeing a site for a satanic group but cant find it now

A real satanic group? like omg how spooky... its not like theyve been two a penny since the 60s

i think this is why the catholic church hit the big time over here, so many irish people are superstitious drama addicts

ONeill2013 · 06-05-2013 11:17PM

Bambi wrote: »

A real satanic group? like omg how spooky... its not like theyve been two a penny since the 60s

i think this is why the catholic church hit the big time over here, so many irish people are superstitious drama addicts

don't know, didn't have enough interest to keep reading the site. if that story is true i doubt they are just angsty teens trying to find a hobby

the kelt · 07-05-2013 09:31AM

A couple of strange things have happened to me.

First off when i was 14 i was training football one evening when i bumped into a lad i had went to primary school with. We would have been in different secondary schools and he was standing around watching football training and i had heard that a couple of lads had beaten him up over the weekend so i went over to talk to him. He had bumps and bruises so i asked him how he was, etc etc and general chit chat. He was always a quite chap but was all talk and was saying how he must make more of an effort to keep in touch with people he had lost touch with because ye never know what might happen. I said good luck etc and off i went. That night i had a vivid dream. I dreamt that the center of my town was being flooded and the water was going up around the roundabout in the town and Peter my friend from earlier that evening was drowning on the roundabout. It was a vivid dream made even more scary when i found out the next morning Peter had drowned while fishing about 5 miles outside of town.

Also when i was 18 and the summer of my leaving cert i had gotten my first round offers for college. I went over to me neighbours to one of my buddies who i had grown up with as one the lads was in college so i called over and asked him what was i to do with this. The neighbours owned a garage in town so Daniel and John (not real names) were meant to head in to town to get a battery for a car they were trying to start at home. Daniel said come on in for the spin which is something i would normally do anyway. I hopped in the car but just as i went out their gateway and was passing my house i told them to stop. I said no, that i better go home for the dinner, Daniel said sure we will be in and out in half an hour and dinner would at least be another hour. I insisted that i had to go and got out, the lads were killed that evening on their way back from town in a car accident. I often think did my stopping them mean they would have missed the drunk driver who drove into them if i hadnt stopped them and they were killed on their way back into town again as they had left forgot the battery and were heading back so would i have reminded them about the battery etc.

And lastly, this happened while me and my now wife were living in Donabate in a small one bed apartment. My wifes dad died tragically and ever since she has became interested in Psychics etc. Its not my thing at all but my wife finds it comforting so i dont mind. Anyway she came back one evening after visiting a psychic so were chatting about what he said etc when she mentions that the psychic told us that the apartment we were in was haunted but it wasnt a harmful spirit and it didnt matter as we would not be staying there for much longer. I sort of laughed at her but later on that night i was watching tv when my wife was in bed. The tv was by the wall just in front of patio doors which opened onto a balcony and we always kept the key to the patio on top of the tv. Suddenly out of nowhere the key literally jumped off the top of the tv and landed on the carpet about 3 feet from the tv. I looked at it and thought to myself that it must be static etc, thought nothing off it, put the key back and went to bed. I got up the next morning to see the key in the exact same spot and the same thing happened twice more while both me and my wife were in the apartment during our time there.

armaghbhoy · 07-05-2013 03:03PM

Ann22 wrote: »

Now that's a well scary story:eek:. What is it about kids that makes them extra deliciously creepy additons to ghost stories:)?

I don't know if I would say these were ghosts to be honest. Theres not many things that can scare me and ghosts are one of them. One thing I can say is they are definatley not human. What their intentions are I have no idea, but definatley don't want to find out. Lol

Heres another similiar story for anyone interested

http://from-the-shadows.blogspot.co.uk/2011/08/black-eyed-kid-encounter-in-ireland.html

shoos · 07-05-2013 04:13PM

armaghbhoy wrote: »

I don't know if I would say these were ghosts to be honest. Theres not many things that can scare me and ghosts are one of them. One thing I can say is they are definatley not human. What their intentions are I have no idea, but definatley don't want to find out. Lol

Heres another similiar story for anyone interested

http://from-the-shadows.blogspot.co.uk/2011/08/black-eyed-kid-encounter-in-ireland.html

Did your brother also feel frightened when the girl spoke to you? Did he get that same vibe from them?

Very strange stories. I was always very skeptical but sometimes you have to wonder. Especially after reading this thread

armaghbhoy · 07-05-2013 04:16PM

shoos wrote: »

Did your brother also feel frightened when the girl spoke to you? Did he get that same vibe from them?

Very strange stories. I was always very skeptical but sometimes you have to wonder. Especially after reading this thread

I was thinking I should of added this into the story..My brother wasn't really paying attention to anything (or to them) and he didn't hear the girl at the time because he was a bit behind me.

lovesfatgirls · 07-05-2013 04:54PM

okay so
one night a few months ago i got the last bus home from the girlfriends
last bus out of dubland so so got in about 1ish pretty tierd as i walk into the cul de sac i notice the three street lights are out (creepy.jpg)
so i get in throw bags down on the couch throw kettle on start rolling a smoke while waiting and i think to myself was that a knock at the door? hear it again yep it was one of the lads mustve seen me walking up (whatever.png)
open door nothing there, this happens again twice before kettle boils third time i open the door ready to eat someones head off/chase, nothing there except this black cat sitting at the end of my drive just starting at me (nope.avi)
close and lock the door go in make tea have smoke go to bed.
Who was cat?

NegativeCreep · 07-05-2013 05:01PM

lovesfatgirls wrote: »

okay so
one night a few months ago i got the last bus home from the girlfriends
last bus out of dubland so so got in about 1ish pretty tierd as i walk into the cul de sac i notice the three street lights are out (creepy.jpg)
so i get in throw bags down on the couch throw kettle on start rolling a smoke while waiting and i think to myself was that a knock at the door? hear it again yep it was one of the lads mustve seen me walking up (whatever.png)
open door nothing there, this happens again twice before kettle boils third time i open the door ready to eat someones head off/chase, nothing there except this black cat sitting at the end of my drive just starting at me (nope.avi)
close and lock the door go in make tea have smoke go to bed.
Who was cat?

Lolcat.jpg?

lovesfatgirls · 07-05-2013 05:07PM

NegativeCreep wrote: »

Lolcat.jpg?

no idea have not seen him since maybe was alien :eek:

elaney · 07-05-2013 05:21PM

I have had numerous things happen to me as I am from a pretty creepy area .

When I was younger living in the country I used to have this neighbour who would cycle to town every Friday to do her shopping . She got cancer and died. She lived on the top of this small hill and we lived on the bottom. One Friday evening it was getting dusk myself and my brother were standing at a gate half way between her house and ours when we heard what sounded like someone cycling. We both turned around and couldn't believe our eyes when we seen our neighbour cycling down the road, you could see straight through her and when she went passed she just disappeared. We were so shocked we both stood there until eventually we both ran as quick as we could home. When I eventually spoke to my brother he described the exact same apparition as I seen. I have been too scared to go up that way at night on my own since.

jazz101 · 07-05-2013 07:57PM

It was a dark and stormy night.

Ann22 · 07-05-2013 09:56PM

up for anything wrote: »

Great story. I love the style of English in which it's written. I've picked up a lovely new word for everyday use - incarnadined. As for frightening... I'll let you know in the morning if my bed ends up crumpled and throwed about all ways and if the bedclothes were bundled up and twisted together in a most tortuous confusion.

Haha! I remember reading the line 'I perfected my concealment behind a well dressed foliage' (I hid behind a bush:D) in a book once...I forget which one.

mumo3 · 07-05-2013 11:08PM

loven this thread!!!!

I remember being told this story years ago by a girl I worked with.

When her dad was a teenager, on Christmas Eve her Grandad had gone to collect the turkey for the following days dinner but had stopped off at the pub as you do but he was taking his time coming home and the granny was getting frustrated just as she was about to tell the son to go get him she looked out the kitchen window to see him out the back garden. So as she swore and called him all sorts of eejits under her breath she sent the son to open the back door for him, as she answered the knock that had come to the front. The son went out the back to find the Dad gone as he walked in to tell his mother, She was there with the Guards, the man had been killed in a hit a run not a half hour earlier.

Creepy and Sad at the same time.

seb65 · 07-05-2013 11:31PM

My grandmother tells story about her father - my great-grandfather. All involved were deeply pious people and not in the fashion of telling tall tales.

My great-grandad was the captain of a small fishing crew, long before any personal communication devices existed.

The crew had anchored in the water one night, but in a cove, with a group of other small fishing boats.

All were in bed except for one of the crew who kept watch in the night.

My GG was in bed and falling asleep, when he heard someone shout - "Pat, Pat, wake up!". Thinking it was the night watchman, he went above to see what he wanted. The NW swore he had not called him.

Again, my GG gets into bed and starts to fall asleep. Hears the voice again, "Pat! wake up! Get up!" Thinking that the crew is playing a joke on him, he storms above and tells the NW to cut it out. The NW swears no one else is up and none of the crew were calling him.

My GG goes back down and gets into bed. A third time, as he's falling asleep, "PAT! WAKE UP!". My gran tells me he said he thought it sounded like his deceased father.

At this point he's pretty spooked and is wondering if he's intuitively picked up that something's wrong at home. He orders his crew up and they sail the boat away and dock it at the nearest town so he can send a telegram home asap in the morning.

That night, a freak storm crops up and wipes out all the boats and crews that were in the cove they had left.

ONeill2013 · 07-05-2013 11:56PM

this is worth a watch

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZWNkDuf-now

Mr.Prodston · 08-05-2013 12:15AM

Followed this for a while now and this has genuinely unnerved me:

I heard that Alex Ferguson was going to announce his retirement this week

DaithiMa · 08-05-2013 12:44AM

Ok this happened to my mother around four months ago. She is fairly sceptical about this sort of stuff, as am I to be honest but anyway...

She was in work. She works in a small shop on her own in a newly built development. She was sitting at the counter when a female customer in her 50s walked in that my mother had never met in her life. My mum says hi. The woman said hi back, and complements my mother on her lovely dog which she sees sitting in the corner. My mother says 'what do ya mean? I have a dog but he's at home', looking into the corner, where of course there was no dog.
'Oh', the woman says, 'well there was definitely a lovely big black dog in the corner there behind ya with a lovely white patch on his chest and one of his ears flopping down'. This is an exact description of our old family dog who was with us for 12 years but had died around ten years ago-Sooty. My mam nearly had a heart attack! The woman claimed to see spirits all the time. Obviously the old mongrel wants to keep an eye on my mother to make sure she's ok on her own in the shop! He was a brilliant dog too, very protective and a great guard dog. it sounds unbelievable, but like I said my mother was in shock after it, and she has never had anything like this happen before or since. I always knew Sooty was a legend of a dog!

armaghbhoy · 08-05-2013 12:46AM

Three nights ago, at about 6 in the morning I decided to go downstairs to get a drink. It was still a bit dark outside as it does be around that time. When I got near the bottom I thought I noticed something as I looked towards the window of my front door. So I went closer and had a look outside. There was a cat sitting outside looking directly at me. I went back upstairs and thought. maybe its just seen the light and could be gone now..So I looked out my bedroom window and once again, the cat was looking directly up at me. It took me a while to get back to sleep. How did the cat know where to look? thats all I want to know

Shenshen · 08-05-2013 08:49AM

armaghbhoy wrote: »

Three nights ago, at about 6 in the morning I decided to go downstairs to get a drink. It was still a bit dark outside as it does be around that time. When I got near the bottom I thought I noticed something as I looked towards the window of my front door. So I went closer and had a look outside. There was a cat sitting outside looking directly at me. I went back upstairs and thought. maybe its just seen the light and could be gone now..So I looked out my bedroom window and once again, the cat was looking directly up at me. It took me a while to get back to sleep. How did the cat know where to look? thats all I want to know

They can hear better than they can see.

MrCreosote · 08-05-2013 09:50AM

Great thread this one.

I wouldn't be much of a believer in things creepy myself, but we had a slightly unnerving experience a few months ago. I was down at the shops with the kids and there was some collection or other going on. We stuck a few coins in the box, got the stickers, and the guy there gave us a few of the balloons they had as they were heading off. I think we got four or five, anyway took them home. They're a big hit with the kids as usual, but they kept popping at random intervals. Nobody would be around them, you'd be at the other side of the room when BANG!!, one would pop.

By the night there was only one left I think, which the eldest took off her room (she was nearly four at the time). Early hours of the morning, I wake up and get a shock- she's there standing at the bedside in the dark. This wouldn't be unusual, but normally she'd shake me awake straight away- this time she was just standing there, I don't know for how long. "Go back to bed", I said, but she wouldn't and kept saying there was a noise coming from the balloon. I said it was just the air leaking out, she shook her head. I asked her what it sounded like and she suddenly gave the most awful scream- totally freaked us out (sounded like one of the screaming goats...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SIaFtAKnqBU). She refused to go back into the room with the balloon, so I left her in bed with us.

Of course next day, the balloon was there in the room, unpopped, looking as normal as ever. I threw it out, but to this day she's refused to sleep in that room again. We had to switch her with her brother, who seems not to be bothered by it. Still not sure what to make of it, I thought it might just be sleepwalking if it wasn't for the fact she won't sleep in that room again.

genuine leather · 08-05-2013 11:21AM

About 15 yrs ago i remember driving down to see the gf one evening,regular trip,most nights, small winding backroads. Came around a bend to see sittting down on the grass verge, a huge snow white ram,massive horns, with luminous green eyes in the headlights, staring straight at me. Had not been there on my earlier journey.A little unnerved, and thought it strange, the ram being put there, not tied, so late on a winters night.Didnt think much more of it.

No sign of it for about a week , until another evening, sure enough, here he was again, sitting in the very same spot, luminous eyes staring,snow white, not a mark on his coat considering it was the middle of winter, few hours later traveling back,after midnight, still there,same spot, soon as i came around the bend, he was turned facing me, that stare again. I will admit at that stage the heart was pounding as i drove by him, and drove a little faster home. One more appearance about a week later, same spot, same description.

I asked around locally and no one knew anything of the huge white ram.

No sighting the next week,or the week after that or the next month.

One year later my brother was home from abroad,everyone sitting around chatting.I was telling him the story about the ram.
Thought it all very strange and errie. You wont believe this........driving down the road that night after,yeah, the very same spot,the huge white ram, i nearly sh1t myself, staring again, into those piercing green eyes.....one year later!
Never saw him again after that night,thankfully.

The hair still stands when i tell the story

discus · 08-05-2013 03:45PM

I've thought of one.

Years ago, a friend and I were about 8 years old, and being bold we set off on a wander round our area on a typically overcast Irish saturday. This was about '92/'93, and the area around St David (former industrial school) hadn't really been developed, it was mostly fields unkempt, with large normandy style hedgerows and very little fencing. Being fearless little ****s, me and her/himself climbed in and started having a look around, getting deeper to find the Blue Boys grave. We had spotted someone in a religious priest-type collar with someone in a dark jumper and trousers, but back then we wouldn't have been wary of anyone in the christian brothers as we were too young to be aware of their chequered past.

We were having a great time, felt much older doing loads of exploring! Then, at a particularly isolated bit, one of the pair ended up in front of us, facing us, cutting us off. And then we were aware that someone was somewhere behind us, taking a shortcut through a patch of bramble, but they were having a lot of difficulty but had gotten quite close without making noise. We were being surrounded. We both jump into the field to our left and - with a level of fieldcraft that a choctaw indian could teach - managed to make it back to the other side of the school mostly through the grass, not making noise or disturbing grass that would give our position. Once we were clear and near the road we ran all the way back, and told no one, incase we were punished. Didn't think much of it until now! We went back the next weekend but kept to buildings and had stones in our pockets for defence

Thinking about it, they never spoke, or made any noise. Didn't shout "get out" or anything. I still went on to be an alter server, so I wasn't too unnerved at the time!

positron · 08-05-2013 06:31PM

I have two stories from a good friend of mine in India. This guy is in his seventies now, and he told me this story some ten years ago and it came up again when I was speaking to him a while ago. It goes like this.

When he was young (we are talking 1970 or 80s here) he was working in a nearby city, and he comes back home every weekend by train. He gets the train after a full day at office on Friday, and the train won't roll into his station till midnight or so. More often than not there would be no taxis of any sort that late at night (also everyone walked everywhere back then anyway), so he will usually end up walking next 2-3 miles to his house along a reasonably well lit main road. There was this old muslim woman who lived around his house - she would be his mother's age, and was very fond of him - you know in that old-granny kinda of way. This is very typical in parts of India, old people get a lot of respect and they usually have a lot of affection for everyone.

One late Friday night walking home from the station, he sees this old woman walking the other way. They stop and have a quick chit-chat, and she says she's going to the mosque down the road - which is normal, some mosques would have late night events or preparing for something the next day or what ever. He didn't think of much and they both went on their own way. Next morning when he was having breakfast with him own mother at home, he casually mentioned how he bumped into this old woman last night - and his mom was shocked to the core because that old woman had died during the week (Monday or so). To this day he can not explain that, and he's a reasonably rational person too.

tacofries · 08-05-2013 07:20PM

This happened to my uncle and aunt as they were road tripping through portugal.

My uncle and his now wife were driving on some quiet back road when they came across a hitch hiker. It was a fairly wet and windy day so my aunt said pull over and we'll give him a lift. My uncle, who is fairly cautious about these things, was reluctant but after a bit of abuse from his wife pulled in.

The hitch hiker got into he back seat of the car with his bagpack and said nothing. My aunt(who I should say is overly friendly) turned around and asked him a few questions about where he was going to etc only to be told 'that it doesn't involve her'. My uncle found this suspicous and started to think the man was hiding something, so he asked him 'Whats in the bagback' to which the man replied 'Mind your own F&cking business'. Now, my uncle is a big hefty man who could hold his own in a fight so he wasnt going to back down. He slowed the car, turned slightly to the man and said again 'Whats in the bag' to which the man replied 'I said mind your own F*cking business'. This not only heightened my uncles suspicions but it infuriated him and so he gave the man one last chance 'Wait a minute mate. If you want a lift in this car then you'll tell me whats in the bag,. If the police pulls us over Im not getting done for your drug trafficking, so i'll ask you one last time, Whats in the bag?' Again the reply was 'Mind your own F*cking business'.

My uncle abrubptly stopped the car and opened the backdoor to drag him out. After a bit of a struggle the man was left lying on the ground as my uncle sped off into the distance. When they finally pulled over agian they realised that after all the mans protectiveness of the bag, didn't he leave it in the car!

Creepy to think how a good deed can leave someone as scared and weary as my aunt who to this day hasn't picked up a hitch hiker in her car again. My uncle still rubs it in her face that he had warned her that pickin the man up was going to come of no good!!

Kovu · 08-05-2013 07:27PM

tacofries wrote: »

This happened to my uncle and aunt as they were road tripping through portugal.

My uncle and his now wife were driving on some quiet back road when they came across a hitch hiker. It was a fairly wet and windy day so my aunt said pull over and we'll give him a lift. My uncle, who is fairly cautious about these things, was reluctant but after a bit of abuse from his wife pulled in.

The hitch hiker got into he back seat of the car with his bagpack and said nothing. My aunt(who I should say is overly friendly) turned around and asked him a few questions about where he was going to etc only to be told 'that it doesn't involve her'. My uncle found this suspicous and started to think the man was hiding something, so he asked him 'Whats in the bagback' to which the man replied 'Mind your own F&cking business'. Now, my uncle is a big hefty man who could hold his own in a fight so he wasnt going to back down. He slowed the car, turned slightly to the man and said again 'Whats in the bag' to which the man replied 'I said mind your own F*cking business'. This not only heightened my uncles suspicions but it infuriated him and so he gave the man one last chance 'Wait a minute mate. If you want a lift in this car then you'll tell me whats in the bag,. If the police pulls us over Im not getting done for your drug trafficking, so i'll ask you one last time, Whats in the bag?' Again the reply was 'Mind your own F*cking business'.

My uncle abrubptly stopped the car and opened the backdoor to drag him out. After a bit of a struggle the man was left lying on the ground as my uncle sped off into the distance. When they finally pulled over agian they realised that after all the mans protectiveness of the bag, didn't he leave it in the car!

Creepy to think how a good deed can leave someone as scared and weary as my aunt who to this day hasn't picked up a hitch hiker in her car again. My uncle still rubs it in her face that he had warned her that pickin the man up was going to come of no good!!

I'm fairly sure this joke was done at the beginning of this thread.....

vertico · 08-05-2013 07:35PM

So what was in your uncles bag then

Fox_In_Socks · 08-05-2013 07:36PM

tacofries wrote: »

This happened to my uncle and aunt as they were road tripping through portugal.

My uncle and his now wife were driving on some quiet back road when they came across a hitch hiker. It was a fairly wet and windy day so my aunt said pull over and we'll give him a lift. My uncle, who is fairly cautious about these things, was reluctant but after a bit of abuse from his wife pulled in.

The hitch hiker got into he back seat of the car with his bagpack and said nothing. My aunt(who I should say is overly friendly) turned around and asked him a few questions about where he was going to etc only to be told 'that it doesn't involve her'. My uncle found this suspicous and started to think the man was hiding something, so he asked him 'Whats in the bagback' to which the man replied 'Mind your own F&cking business'. Now, my uncle is a big hefty man who could hold his own in a fight so he wasnt going to back down. He slowed the car, turned slightly to the man and said again 'Whats in the bag' to which the man replied 'I said mind your own F*cking business'. This not only heightened my uncles suspicions but it infuriated him and so he gave the man one last chance 'Wait a minute mate. If you want a lift in this car then you'll tell me whats in the bag,. If the police pulls us over Im not getting done for your drug trafficking, so i'll ask you one last time, Whats in the bag?' Again the reply was 'Mind your own F*cking business'.

My uncle abrubptly stopped the car and opened the backdoor to drag him out. After a bit of a struggle the man was left lying on the ground as my uncle sped off into the distance. When they finally pulled over agian they realised that after all the mans protectiveness of the bag, didn't he leave it in the car!

Creepy to think how a good deed can leave someone as scared and weary as my aunt who to this day hasn't picked up a hitch hiker in her car again. My uncle still rubs it in her face that he had warned her that pickin the man up was going to come of no good!!

What was in the stomach of your uncle at the time?

tacofries · 08-05-2013 07:38PM

vertico wrote: »

So what was in your uncles bag then

Mind your own ****ing business.

Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?

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