Weird occurences, coincidences, deja vu, supernatural.
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When we were looking to buy our first house some 12 years ago. We lined up a viewing, left our digs to go to the shops, then planned to take a slow drive to the house for viewing. As we drive past some parked cars a cock pulled out of a side road and bludgeoned his way through the narrow gap, forcing me to drive closer to the parked cars than planned....
Moving mirror kissed parked mirror, and not in a romantic way.
I pulled over to see what damage I'd cause, found no damage, it just flipped it forwards. I looked around for the driver of the parked car (which was brand new...) and saw them walking from a nearby shop, so I told them what I'd done, apologized, no damage, they were okay, smile, smile, we left.
Ten minute later we pull up at the house we were viewing, and guess whose car was in the drive......
Anyway, the ice broken, we had a look at the house, bought it, lived there for four years. They were a lovely couple, same age as us.
Coincidence, yes. Spooky, not really.
What would have been spooky was if I'd floored it after hitting their car, and they'd taken our number, called the cops....and then we'd rolled up at their house.
Moving mirror kissed parked mirror, and not in a romantic way.
I pulled over to see what damage I'd cause, found no damage, it just flipped it forwards. I looked around for the driver of the parked car (which was brand new...) and saw them walking from a nearby shop, so I told them what I'd done, apologized, no damage, they were okay, smile, smile, we left.
Ten minute later we pull up at the house we were viewing, and guess whose car was in the drive......
Anyway, the ice broken, we had a look at the house, bought it, lived there for four years. They were a lovely couple, same age as us.
Coincidence, yes. Spooky, not really.
What would have been spooky was if I'd floored it after hitting their car, and they'd taken our number, called the cops....and then we'd rolled up at their house.
1. we have an old rectory that is 1000 years old or something.
in one of the upstairs bathrooms there is a hatch to the loft that you need a ladder to access, it becomes half open by itself all the time.
2. my old school boarding house was a convent, in 4th form I shared a room with 4 guys and woke up one night to see a man in a black coat and hat standing at the end of a mates bed. Another guy in the room saw the same thing.
There was 148 dead nuns buried there in the quad. Loads of people had weird experiences there... An old house master has a photo of his kids eating breakfast and in the window is a nun looking in. it's now been turned into flats!
in one of the upstairs bathrooms there is a hatch to the loft that you need a ladder to access, it becomes half open by itself all the time.
2. my old school boarding house was a convent, in 4th form I shared a room with 4 guys and woke up one night to see a man in a black coat and hat standing at the end of a mates bed. Another guy in the room saw the same thing.
There was 148 dead nuns buried there in the quad. Loads of people had weird experiences there... An old house master has a photo of his kids eating breakfast and in the window is a nun looking in. it's now been turned into flats!
When I was 9ish the next door neighbours had a cat that hated me, I can remember it cornering me in an alcove at the side of the house and attacking me. I woke up one night and saw it on the window ledge outside my bedroom window, there is no way that a cat can get up there, flat wall, not even a drainpipe near.
Found out from the neighbour the next morning that the cat had been run over and killed the night before. That f
ked me up for a while, I must have dreamt it was there but it is a freaky coincidence.
Found out from the neighbour the next morning that the cat had been run over and killed the night before. That f
ked me up for a while, I must have dreamt it was there but it is a freaky coincidence. 
During the first world war, my Nan woke one night, to see her Brother at the foot of her bed, dressed in his uniform. She described how the moonlight shone on the metal buttons.
He saluted her, then disappeared. Several days later, a telegram arrived to say that he had been killed in action around that time.
Tim
He saluted her, then disappeared. Several days later, a telegram arrived to say that he had been killed in action around that time.
Tim
I was working in an empty bungalow of a recently deceased man. It was fairly late, around 8:30PM. I'd just fitted a new heating pump, so was in every room checking the radiators were warming up.
I'd packed up and was going round turning off all of the lights and closing doors. I closed the last bedroom door and as I walked away, I heard it open. Thought noting of it as it required a positive pull to close it fully.
So I gave it a good yank and heard the latch click into the receiver. I got to the front door and heard it creak open again. Walked back and closed it the same time once more, this time I shoulder barged, pushed and kicked it and it would not budge.
I mentioned it to Son of the deceased owner and he laughed a little and told me I wasn't the first person to experience strange goings on in that house!
I don't believe in all of that stuff, but it still freaked me out a little!
I'd packed up and was going round turning off all of the lights and closing doors. I closed the last bedroom door and as I walked away, I heard it open. Thought noting of it as it required a positive pull to close it fully.
So I gave it a good yank and heard the latch click into the receiver. I got to the front door and heard it creak open again. Walked back and closed it the same time once more, this time I shoulder barged, pushed and kicked it and it would not budge.
I mentioned it to Son of the deceased owner and he laughed a little and told me I wasn't the first person to experience strange goings on in that house!
I don't believe in all of that stuff, but it still freaked me out a little!
I used to work in a shop that used to be a pub, old building, lots of stories about it used to be a brothel, people killed there etc.
The stock rooms (1st and second floors) were truly creepy places to be and there was a small kitchen on the first floor with a typical sink/worktop along one wall and some tables along the other wall.
One day myself and a colleague were sitting eating our lunch and out of the corner of my eye I saw one of the tea and coffee tins on the worktop appear to "slide" a couple of feet along the worktop - no noise or anything.
I looked at my colleague who simply looked at me and said "Yes, it did, didn't it?".
Can't say I thought about it too much but I've never worked out what we did or didn't see.
The stock rooms (1st and second floors) were truly creepy places to be and there was a small kitchen on the first floor with a typical sink/worktop along one wall and some tables along the other wall.
One day myself and a colleague were sitting eating our lunch and out of the corner of my eye I saw one of the tea and coffee tins on the worktop appear to "slide" a couple of feet along the worktop - no noise or anything.
I looked at my colleague who simply looked at me and said "Yes, it did, didn't it?".
Can't say I thought about it too much but I've never worked out what we did or didn't see.
If we are working late, say past 10pm in the workshop odd things happen.
Tools you are using will get put back on the rack, machines turn themselves on and the worst one is the light.
The lightswitches for the workshop are in the office at the back of the workshop, so you have to cross the unit to get to the switches.
Quite often all the lights will go out and they have beeb switched off at the switch.
This has happened to me on my own, as a group and to another lad on his own!
We take it as a sign to go home!
The worst one though is near the end of a long day the main dust extractor blew a bag and filled the workshop with dust, we decided to call it a day, let the dust settle and tidy in the morning.
I was the first in and found a trail of footprints from the door across the workshop, to the loading door and back numerous times - but the alarm notes said i was the last one out and first in and te alarm had not been triggered!
Tools you are using will get put back on the rack, machines turn themselves on and the worst one is the light.
The lightswitches for the workshop are in the office at the back of the workshop, so you have to cross the unit to get to the switches.
Quite often all the lights will go out and they have beeb switched off at the switch.
This has happened to me on my own, as a group and to another lad on his own!
We take it as a sign to go home!
The worst one though is near the end of a long day the main dust extractor blew a bag and filled the workshop with dust, we decided to call it a day, let the dust settle and tidy in the morning.
I was the first in and found a trail of footprints from the door across the workshop, to the loading door and back numerous times - but the alarm notes said i was the last one out and first in and te alarm had not been triggered!
http://www.67notout.com/2012/01/reincarnation-of-b...
Brian told the Dalai Lama about his brother who was very ill. Unfortunately his holiness didn't pass on any miracle cure but informed the actor that he shouldn't worry because, though his brother would die shortly, he would be happily reincarnated as a boy in Halifax, Canada. He was told that 'God would look after him.'
The Dalai Lama passed on details and Blessed was later able to visit Halifax where he met the boy. He was amazed of how the child looked so much like his brother, though with a Canadian accent. The boy seemingly took an instant liking to the actor.
Blessed is quoted as saying that this proves the 'miracle of life'.
Brian told the Dalai Lama about his brother who was very ill. Unfortunately his holiness didn't pass on any miracle cure but informed the actor that he shouldn't worry because, though his brother would die shortly, he would be happily reincarnated as a boy in Halifax, Canada. He was told that 'God would look after him.'
The Dalai Lama passed on details and Blessed was later able to visit Halifax where he met the boy. He was amazed of how the child looked so much like his brother, though with a Canadian accent. The boy seemingly took an instant liking to the actor.
Blessed is quoted as saying that this proves the 'miracle of life'.
Moved into a house 3 years ago, the previous owner was an old bloke who had passed away in a home. Since moving in we've had several things happen that we can't explain.
1. Our 'overnight' bag is stored on top of the wardrobe. The bag needs to be squashed slightly to fit between the top of the wardrobe and the ceiling and so needs a decent pull to get off. Came home one day to find the bag on the bedroom floor, right way up. No way on earth it could fall off.
2. My phone usually gets dumped on one of the side tables in the lounge. Came into the lounge one morning and my phone was the right way up on the floor, around 6 feet from said table and absolutely parallel with the skirting board.
3. Several times we've opened the curtains on the patio doors to find one of our garden chairs has moved and is facing the doors, about 6 feet from them. The garden is secluded with no access. It's not the wind as the other chairs haven't moved an inch.
4. The original kitchen door is sealed up and used to lead off the hallway. Several times we have both seen someone/something walk down the hallway and into the kitchen via the old blocked up doorway.
5. Several times the radio has spontaneously come on when only one of us is in the house.
Strange but 100% true. There isn't a 'feeling' in the house, we just can't explain any of these happenings...
1. Our 'overnight' bag is stored on top of the wardrobe. The bag needs to be squashed slightly to fit between the top of the wardrobe and the ceiling and so needs a decent pull to get off. Came home one day to find the bag on the bedroom floor, right way up. No way on earth it could fall off.
2. My phone usually gets dumped on one of the side tables in the lounge. Came into the lounge one morning and my phone was the right way up on the floor, around 6 feet from said table and absolutely parallel with the skirting board.
3. Several times we've opened the curtains on the patio doors to find one of our garden chairs has moved and is facing the doors, about 6 feet from them. The garden is secluded with no access. It's not the wind as the other chairs haven't moved an inch.
4. The original kitchen door is sealed up and used to lead off the hallway. Several times we have both seen someone/something walk down the hallway and into the kitchen via the old blocked up doorway.
5. Several times the radio has spontaneously come on when only one of us is in the house.
Strange but 100% true. There isn't a 'feeling' in the house, we just can't explain any of these happenings...
King Herald said:
The MIL died in the front room of our house late last year.
The electric wall clock in the room stopped at exactly the same time! I've changed the battery, but it still won't run.
Spookily a similar thing happened here. The clock fell off the wall at exactly the same moment my FIL died.The electric wall clock in the room stopped at exactly the same time! I've changed the battery, but it still won't run.
I may have made up the part about the clock.
Hit him right on the head and killed him.
Apart from the 11:11 thing, we are the 2nd owners of our house and we have been visited by the previous owners after they died and it seems we still do.
They were very strict during the buying process to which I will not go into but in the 90's for us and them were very welcome.
They left us a lot of stuff we were unable to afford at the time and some of it we still have.
We received a letter from the daughter a few weeks after the man had died (They sold to us as they were getting on in life and needed help so moved to be with the daughter)
Anyway the Daughter sent the letter to say he had died but we had seen him at the bottom of our bed one night so we knew beforehand, we didn't feel frightened and to me he was happy that WE were happy. and then he left.
We have instances after we do something different, the last time being the hallway landing and stairs. It is just a smell and it does not last long but we know someone (They) are there checking up on us.
This house was bombed in the war but they survived and I think they are looking out for us.
I still think of the pre-purchase interview with fond memories.
They were very strict during the buying process to which I will not go into but in the 90's for us and them were very welcome.
They left us a lot of stuff we were unable to afford at the time and some of it we still have.
We received a letter from the daughter a few weeks after the man had died (They sold to us as they were getting on in life and needed help so moved to be with the daughter)
Anyway the Daughter sent the letter to say he had died but we had seen him at the bottom of our bed one night so we knew beforehand, we didn't feel frightened and to me he was happy that WE were happy. and then he left.
We have instances after we do something different, the last time being the hallway landing and stairs. It is just a smell and it does not last long but we know someone (They) are there checking up on us.
This house was bombed in the war but they survived and I think they are looking out for us.
I still think of the pre-purchase interview with fond memories.
Started dating the now wife back when we were 17. Decided we would both go and meet each set of parents one weekend. The plan was meet mine at a coffee shop Saturday and hers at their house on the Sunday. So off we go to the coffee shop and walk in to find my parents and hers at the same table having coffee. Turns out they knew each other, not great friends but enough to pull up a chair or two and chat over a coffee. Also, both families used to go to the same park for picnics and to play and it turns out my and the now wife used to play in the park together when we were younger and that's how our parents know each other.
Just remembered another. I was driving along the M4 one night and had a close call with a HGV. It came down the sliproad and moved straight into lane 2 and very nearly sideswiped me. I hit the brakes and swerved. There was a contraflow in place and I came to a stop with the back end of my van in opposing traffic. I was lucky that nothing hit me as it could have been a nasty accident.
On two separate occasions I've driven past that slip road and the trip counter has read 66.6. I never did the same journey twice, so wasn't a case of resetting the trip counter in the same place and doing the same journey, just pure coincidence!
On two separate occasions I've driven past that slip road and the trip counter has read 66.6. I never did the same journey twice, so wasn't a case of resetting the trip counter in the same place and doing the same journey, just pure coincidence!
Coming back from my mates house a few years ago at about 02.00 in the morning (we were re-building his race car.) it was bloody foggy, a real can't see your hand in front of your face, pea souper.
So I was crawling down country lanes that I normally know like the back of my hand, when I rounded a bend and there standing in the middle of the road was the biggest sod off cat I have seen. Black as the ace of spades and was definitely not a big puddy cat or a dog. It looked at me with utter disgust as I slammed on the brakes before jumping into the field next to the road and disappearing into the fog. I was genuinely shaking as I drove off.
No such thing as the Surrey Puma?
Yeah. Right.
So I was crawling down country lanes that I normally know like the back of my hand, when I rounded a bend and there standing in the middle of the road was the biggest sod off cat I have seen. Black as the ace of spades and was definitely not a big puddy cat or a dog. It looked at me with utter disgust as I slammed on the brakes before jumping into the field next to the road and disappearing into the fog. I was genuinely shaking as I drove off.
No such thing as the Surrey Puma?
Yeah. Right.
Mrs B uses pastry cutters that were her grandmothers, and they're always kept in the same drawer in the kitchen. One day, she was looking for them - but they were nowhere to be found! After emptying every drawer and cupboard, we concluded perhaps they had been mistakenly thrown out.
Few weeks later, I open the drawer in the kitchen, and there they were! I asked her when had she found them, and she told me she hadn't - spooky indeed!
Few weeks later, I open the drawer in the kitchen, and there they were! I asked her when had she found them, and she told me she hadn't - spooky indeed!
House was built in the 70's and we are second occupants. Nothing scary about previous owners, but several years ago i thought i saw a shapeless sort of brown smoke drift past out of the corner of my eye.Ignored it,yet several days later it happened again but in a different part of the room.. When it occurred a third time, i just said 'Hello' and carried on. I would add that the 'smoke' as such wasnt thick, just a haze. Seen it a few times since and when i have been in my shed i felt as if something was in there with me, but nothing nasty. So one day i was sitting with the laptop and Mrs Fox was doing a crossword, when they drifted past ( by now i accepted it as a new friend)and said 'Hello'. Mrs Fox asked who i was speaking to ,and after explaining the past few months thought i would get the 'silly bugger' routine. But i didn't as she has been seeing it too!!!
And Five years ago i had a really spooky experience. There was a first Mrs Fox, from whom i had split back in 1976, and by chance saw in 2004. It was one of those relationships where although i had fallen right out of love with her, still had some slight affection for her, in a sort of big brother way.
Well this night i had a really intense dream about her,it seemed to last hours, and i wasn't in my present relationship and was back with her as if nothing had happpened.
Two weeks later i had to do a wedding in her neck of the woods and as it was a few days after our wedding date, Ithought i would pay a surprise visit in the Royce.
Her daughter answered the door and told me she had died two weeks previously and the date was the night i had the dream. In fact she died at about 02.30.
That really shook me up
Did she pay me a visit?
And the day after being given the news, a white feather suddenly fell on my shoulder.I was indoors at the time!!!!
And Five years ago i had a really spooky experience. There was a first Mrs Fox, from whom i had split back in 1976, and by chance saw in 2004. It was one of those relationships where although i had fallen right out of love with her, still had some slight affection for her, in a sort of big brother way.
Well this night i had a really intense dream about her,it seemed to last hours, and i wasn't in my present relationship and was back with her as if nothing had happpened.
Two weeks later i had to do a wedding in her neck of the woods and as it was a few days after our wedding date, Ithought i would pay a surprise visit in the Royce.
Her daughter answered the door and told me she had died two weeks previously and the date was the night i had the dream. In fact she died at about 02.30.
That really shook me up
Did she pay me a visit?
And the day after being given the news, a white feather suddenly fell on my shoulder.I was indoors at the time!!!!
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