The Paranormal

[jmorgan]

ShadownINja said:

jmorgan said:

ShadownINja said:

Cock Womble 7 said:

Eddie Izzard made a very good point on QI recently. If "ghosts" exist, why don't people see "ghosts" of cows, giraffes, mice, crabs, sparrows, wasps, or in fact any living creature that has "passed on"?

Because people usually see people-ghosts in houses. When did you last see a cow or giraffe inside your house? As for the others, they are smaller so more wispy.

OK, so people who go on hols to the savannah should see loads of girraffy sppoks? And did the UK used to be a tad warm many eons ago? No spooks from then either and your house location might have been on a vast plain and no dino spooks either?

Maybe they do but don't bother reporting it. And it was very foggy this morning. Maybe that was a herd of dino spooks.

As we know dino's were around for a lot longer and they must have went a lot, I mean, all that meat diet and foliage malarkey must have produced a load of old wotsit so the mist must be dino do do spooky stuff. Stands to reason. You actual dino spooks must be walking on top of it, that is hy we do not see them.

[MixxyMatosis]

Not majorly spooky compared to some of the previous tales but the strangest thing that's happened to me no less.

At the inexperienced age of 15, one day I decided to selotape my stereo speaker to the wall above my bed as a lame attempt at better sound staging. This speaker wasn't particularly small either. One of those carved-from-solid-chavrolite-bass-reflex about a foot tall jobies.

That night in the small hours I awoke, sitting bolt up right (something I never do) No more than a second later I start to hear a ripping sound as the selotape that was holding the speaker to the wall peeled away and the speaker came crashing down, directly onto my pillow where my head would have been.

I still can't explain it to this day but I'm bloody greatful. It would have sodding hurt.

Precognition possibly? I'm sceptical.

The end

[jmorgan]

MixxyMatosis said:

I still can't explain it to this day but I'm bloody greatful. It would have sodding hurt.

Precognition possibly? I'm sceptical.

The end

How about the selotape was making a noise and woke you up. What seloptape holds a speaker to the wall anyway?

[MixxyMatosis]

jmorgan said:

MixxyMatosis said:

I still can't explain it to this day but I'm bloody greatful. It would have sodding hurt.

Precognition possibly? I'm sceptical.

The end

How about the selotape was making a noise and woke you up. What seloptape holds a speaker to the wall anyway?

This is certainly possible but that still doesn't explain why I woke up sitting up. Thats the only time I've ever done that in my life. Normaly I go sleep, am dead to the world for eight hours and then wake up.

[jmorgan]

MixxyMatosis said:

jmorgan said:

MixxyMatosis said:

I still can't explain it to this day but I'm bloody greatful. It would have sodding hurt.

Precognition possibly? I'm sceptical.

The end

How about the selotape was making a noise and woke you up. What seloptape holds a speaker to the wall anyway?

This is certainly possible but that still doesn't explain why I woke up sitting up. Thats the only time I've ever done that in my life. Normaly I go sleep, am dead to the world for eight hours and then wake up.

Maybe deep down in your brain something went "that noise is like selotape and you stuck a speaker up there with the stuff, UP we get me old china". Self preservation.

[MixxyMatosis]

jmorgan said:

MixxyMatosis said:

jmorgan said:

MixxyMatosis said:

I still can't explain it to this day but I'm bloody greatful. It would have sodding hurt.

Precognition possibly? I'm sceptical.

The end

How about the selotape was making a noise and woke you up. What seloptape holds a speaker to the wall anyway?

This is certainly possible but that still doesn't explain why I woke up sitting up. Thats the only time I've ever done that in my life. Normaly I go sleep, am dead to the world for eight hours and then wake up.

Maybe deep down in your brain something went "that noise is like selotape and you stuck a speaker up there with the stuff, UP we get me old china". Self preservation.

I like the idea of that. The concept that I can save my own arse from certain hospitalisation while asleep. Might come in handy if the misses ever decides it's finally time to stab me while I slumber.

[RJDM3]

MixxyMatosis said:

jmorgan said:

MixxyMatosis said:

jmorgan said:

MixxyMatosis said:

I still can't explain it to this day but I'm bloody greatful. It would have sodding hurt.

Precognition possibly? I'm sceptical.

The end

How about the selotape was making a noise and woke you up. What seloptape holds a speaker to the wall anyway?

This is certainly possible but that still doesn't explain why I woke up sitting up. Thats the only time I've ever done that in my life. Normaly I go sleep, am dead to the world for eight hours and then wake up.

Maybe deep down in your brain something went "that noise is like selotape and you stuck a speaker up there with the stuff, UP we get me old china". Self preservation.

I like the idea of that. The concept that I can save my own arse from certain hospitalisation while asleep. Might come in handy if the misses ever decides it's finally time to stab me while I slumber.

But now you have publically made your other half aware of your sleep self preservation she will just hold the knife in position for when you bolt up right

[MixxyMatosis]

RJDM3 said:

MixxyMatosis said:

jmorgan said:

MixxyMatosis said:

jmorgan said:

MixxyMatosis said:

I still can't explain it to this day but I'm bloody greatful. It would have sodding hurt.

Precognition possibly? I'm sceptical.

The end

How about the selotape was making a noise and woke you up. What seloptape holds a speaker to the wall anyway?

This is certainly possible but that still doesn't explain why I woke up sitting up. Thats the only time I've ever done that in my life. Normaly I go sleep, am dead to the world for eight hours and then wake up.

Maybe deep down in your brain something went "that noise is like selotape and you stuck a speaker up there with the stuff, UP we get me old china". Self preservation.

I like the idea of that. The concept that I can save my own arse from certain hospitalisation while asleep. Might come in handy if the misses ever decides it's finally time to stab me while I slumber.

But now you have publically made your other half aware of your sleep self preservation she will just hold the knife in position for when you bolt up right

[blindswelledrat]

MixxyMatosis said:

Not majorly spooky compared to some of the previous tales but the strangest thing that's happened to me no less.

At the inexperienced age of 15, one day I decided to selotape my stereo speaker to the wall above my bed as a lame attempt at better sound staging. This speaker wasn't particularly small either. One of those carved-from-solid-chavrolite-bass-reflex about a foot tall jobies.

That night in the small hours I awoke, sitting bolt up right (something I never do) No more than a second later I start to hear a ripping sound as the selotape that was holding the speaker to the wall peeled away and the speaker came crashing down, directly onto my pillow where my head would have been.

I still can't explain it to this day but I'm bloody greatful. It would have sodding hurt.

Precognition possibly? I'm sceptical.

The end

So obvious it's painfull. Prior to comeing down the sellotape made a noise as it was unsticking which woke you up.
Then it rested momentarily before coming down in its entirety. I can believe how emlodramatic you have been over something so obvious.

[zakelwe]

I was in hospital afer being paralysed from the waist down after a bike accident and one night I dreamed about 3 hooded monks in brown robes floating to the window. I couldn't see their faces but one asked if I would like to walk again.

Unsurprisingly I said yes in the dream.

When I woke up in the morning for the first time one of my toes could move. 9 months later I walked out of the hospital.

My wife still believes they were angelic forms, hmmmm....

Andy

[blindswelledrat]

zakelwe said:

I was in hospital afer being paralysed from the waist down after a bike accident and one night I dreamed about 3 hooded monks in brown robes floating to the window. I couldn't see their faces but one asked if I would like to walk again.

Unsurprisingly I said yes in the dream.

When I woke up in the morning for the first time one of my toes could move. 9 months later I walked out of the hospital.

My wife still believes they were angelic forms, hmmmm....

Andy

GOod story. Was there any doubt you would walk? How long were you in hospital for?


Ones like these probably have quite a logical explanation by people who know dreams. Subconsciously your body would be aware that it is repairing itself and that could easily translate into a dream I would guess.
I might be talking bks but it seems a tad more likely than tri monk angels

[tarmac11]

Some quality stories

[zakelwe]

blindswelledrat said:

zakelwe said:

I was in hospital afer being paralysed from the waist down after a bike accident and one night I dreamed about 3 hooded monks in brown robes floating to the window. I couldn't see their faces but one asked if I would like to walk again.

Unsurprisingly I said yes in the dream.

When I woke up in the morning for the first time one of my toes could move. 9 months later I walked out of the hospital.

My wife still believes they were angelic forms, hmmmm....

Andy

GOod story. Was there any doubt you would walk? How long were you in hospital for?


Ones like these probably have quite a logical explanation by people who know dreams. Subconsciously your body would be aware that it is repairing itself and that could easily translate into a dream I would guess.
I might be talking bks but it seems a tad more likely than tri monk angels

Exactly, the toe moving caused it no doubt, but my wife is all romantic.

I fell off the bike whilst parking it outside my house, 1 broken back, 7 ribs, 1 collarbone. When I got into hospital my metalwork got infected and I had a heart attack due to it when my lungs collapsed. Later I got MRSA. My name on the ward was Mr Lucky.

Andy

[blindswelledrat]

zakelwe said:

I fell off the bike whilst parking it outside my house, 1 broken back, 7 ribs, 1 collarbone. When I got into hospital my metalwork got infected and I had a heart attack due to it when my lungs collapsed. Later I got MRSA. My name on the ward was Mr Lucky.

Andy

Jesus, and I though I was unlucky.
Was it a stationary fall-off? All that for such a trivial accident.

[illmonkey]

zakelwe said:

blindswelledrat said:

zakelwe said:

I was in hospital afer being paralysed from the waist down after a bike accident and one night I dreamed about 3 hooded monks in brown robes floating to the window. I couldn't see their faces but one asked if I would like to walk again.

Unsurprisingly I said yes in the dream.

When I woke up in the morning for the first time one of my toes could move. 9 months later I walked out of the hospital.

My wife still believes they were angelic forms, hmmmm....

Andy

GOod story. Was there any doubt you would walk? How long were you in hospital for?


Ones like these probably have quite a logical explanation by people who know dreams. Subconsciously your body would be aware that it is repairing itself and that could easily translate into a dream I would guess.
I might be talking bks but it seems a tad more likely than tri monk angels

Exactly, the toe moving caused it no doubt, but my wife is all romantic.

I fell off the bike whilst parking it outside my house, 1 broken back, 7 ribs, 1 collarbone. When I got into hospital my metalwork got infected and I had a heart attack due to it when my lungs collapsed. Later I got MRSA. My name on the ward was Mr Lucky.

Andy

Emsman, stop changing you're post name, it gets really confusing.

Quite a few stories from my girlfriend, she lived in a very old house.

Copy and pasted from here: http://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&a...

One night she was looking after her 2 siblings with a friend, their parents had gone out for a meal. Both the kids are asleep in bed, as its about 11pm. All of a sudden they hear a noise upstairs, both get scared and one of them goes to look. Turns out it was a old thomas the tank engine story book (one of the kids musical kind - made train noises) underneath a bed, which hasn't worked for years (girlfriend remembers the tune). They check the kids, but both fast asleep, besides it was wedged under a bed and needed to be opened to make the noise.

Later on the parents arrive home. There chatting away and the grandfather clock, that ironically belonged to the grandfather, chimed at a random time. This is a clock that again hasn't worked for a few years, hasn't even ticked. They all get a bit worried and decide to call it a night.

Only years later did my girlfriend find out that on that night a few years back her grandfather had died, and was a train enthusiast.

The oldest part of the house is over 300 years old, and there have been many more tales from it. Apparently other residence of the village have seen a old horseman ride down the old road through it.

Edited by illmonkey on Tuesday 16th November 11:49

[RB Will]

My Aunt used to have a small holding down on Exmoor. She woke up one night to the sound of one of her sheep in a lot of bother so got up went to the barn and had a look. It was giving birth and having problems. Then she got a bit more of a shock. Sat on a milking stool in the corner of the barn was her dad (my grandad). Apparently he just gave her a smile and said goodbye. The next she got the news he had passed away. (no he did not visit her he was about 92 and in hospital in Poole, Dorset)

Other thing is in my parents house. A number of people have talked about seeing a ghost of a woman dressed in long black dress. Always at the end of the upstairs landing. My dad said one night when I was about 2 I was in my room crying in the middle of the night. He got up to come see what the bother was, saw this woman on the landing and she told him I was going to be alright, before he could get to my room I has stopped crying and didnt make a sound the rest of the night.
Visitors have said they have seen this woman and I'm sure I have. I moved to my sisters room when she moved out which was at the opposite end of the landing. A couple of times I have woken in the night to need the loo, which from there just involved crossing the landing. I looked down the landing as I went and saw the figure all in black but to me her face was just blank, no eyes, mouth, nose just plain white.
It scared the hell out of me and for the next few years I never looked that way in the dark, I would reach out of my room to the landing light switch and put that on or just walk across looking at the floor.

[jmorgan]

MixxyMatosis said:

RJDM3 said:

MixxyMatosis said:

jmorgan said:

MixxyMatosis said:

jmorgan said:

MixxyMatosis said:

I still can't explain it to this day but I'm bloody greatful. It would have sodding hurt.

Precognition possibly? I'm sceptical.

The end

How about the selotape was making a noise and woke you up. What seloptape holds a speaker to the wall anyway?

This is certainly possible but that still doesn't explain why I woke up sitting up. Thats the only time I've ever done that in my life. Normaly I go sleep, am dead to the world for eight hours and then wake up.

Maybe deep down in your brain something went "that noise is like selotape and you stuck a speaker up there with the stuff, UP we get me old china". Self preservation.

I like the idea of that. The concept that I can save my own arse from certain hospitalisation while asleep. Might come in handy if the misses ever decides it's finally time to stab me while I slumber.

But now you have publically made your other half aware of your sleep self preservation she will just hold the knife in position for when you bolt up right

You should test this. Tape another speaker to the wall and see if it wakes up before in lands on your noggin........ and hide the knives first.

[TJA]

RB Will said:

I looked down the landing as I went and saw the figure all in black but to me her face was just blank, no eyes, mouth, nose just plain white.

Yep, that'd definitely have been when I papped myself!

Personally I've only had one bizarre thing happen to me. And strangely enough it happened whilst I was driving.

Myself and a mate were just driving around some properly deserted single track lanes in the middle of nowhere around Wiltshire in the dead of night, it was totally deserted. We were about 40 or 50 yards away from a sharp left hand turn in the road when we both saw what looked like white mist or perhaps even light travel across the road in front of us, just before the left turn. The strange thing about it was that you could see under it - it looked like it was floating. This might be bolllerrrcks but I instantly thought at the time that it almost looked like a floating stagecoach fleeting across this single track road, from one hedge and into another. Gone in a second. It shat both of us up. I immediately then thought, it's probably headlights from a crossing or road that was currently unsighted. So we turned this left bend and headed at least 100 yards, maybe more until there was a tiny crossroads. We both quickly realised that if there had been a car at this crossing, in no way would the headlights have reached us where we saw our 'ghost'. The strangest thing about it was that it didn't look like anything I'd seen before. Not mist, it was totally clear, no low-flying clouds etc. Not a headlight because it just didn't look like any light i'd seen... it was almost billowy and over in an instant, before we'd had a chance to take it in, really.

I guess the funny thing was that both of us were drivers and both of us instantly just went 'sh******t, what was that' - no reasoning or rationale, we both knew that it was something that we'd never seen before, something that was not 'right'.

My grandad told me of the time when one of his brothers died. He went round to tell his other siblings (he had quite a few) and at one of the houses he was stopped before he could even say anything - his brother had opened the door to him, told him not to say anything and then informed my Grandad that he knew that Sonny (his bro) had died, because every clock and watch in the entire house had stopped... bizarre.

Same grandad also had a dream after one of my cousins tragically died at 18 months old... he knew she'd died, but dreamt that he was walking out of the hospital holding her in his arms and she had a poppy-like bruise on her face, something which she'd not had before she died. Needless to say when he went to the chapel of rest to see her, she had the same bruise on her face.

WoooooOOOOOOooooooOOOOOOOOO. Definitely a bit weird.

[Twincam16]

I went to Edinburgh for the first time over the summer, and went on the tour of the city's vaults, supposedly the most haunted area in Europe due to the numbers of people who've died down there.

The tour guide hammed it up, telling grisly stories about deaths, ghosts, evil spirits, satanic rituals and the like. It was all so OTT and staged I felt rather complacent.

However, once we got into the large room in the centre of the vaults, where a large number of people reputedly perished in a fire. Again, the grisly stories and the odd flickering light, staged light failure and so on - but this time I felt as though something was pinching my wrist and dragging my arm downward, so hard my fingers were going numb. I was standing against the wall at the time and my friends, who might have pulled that kind of trick, were on the other side of the room.

The sensation disappeared the second I walked out of the door. I cannot explain it at all.

Edited by Twincam16 on Tuesday 16th November 14:30

[blindswelledrat]

Twincam16 said:

my friends,
I cannot explain it at all.

Me neither.
That truly is too suprising to be anything 'of this world'