Weird occurences, coincidences, deja vu, supernatural.
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Just remembered: my dad died unexpectedly not so long ago; 24th December, however the day before he died our dog was behaving very strangely; during the day she was unsettled, wee'd in the house and wouldn't settle when we went to bed; she was pacing around in the bedroom and circling the bed.
The night he died; he passed in the morning, she refused to get on the bed and slept underneath it; she has never done this beforeb
She saw him at least three times a week and adored him so was in regular contact with him.
The night he died; he passed in the morning, she refused to get on the bed and slept underneath it; she has never done this beforeb
She saw him at least three times a week and adored him so was in regular contact with him.
When I was in my teens the surrey puma stories were rife, and a friend of mine swears blind he was chased through a private estate by one - probably around 1990. He reckons he heard a rustling and then padding sound come out of the bushes and chase him silently down the road for 1/2 mile and had never soiled his pants so much in his life.
We used to rip it out of him and generally laugh about it but last year I was cycling through the same area, pitch dark, no street lights and out of the corner of my eye I saw a shadow on top of a bin. As I got closer I recognised the shape and properly soiled my pants, it was the outline of a mid sized cat, like a puma. I almost jumped off the back of the bike and I've never ridden so fast in my life. It was only after I was 20 metres past it I realised it was a stuffed toy waiting for the bin men! Still didn't slow up and kept looking behind me for a mile. Felt like a right dick when I realised what it was!
Goes to show that some things stick with you
We used to rip it out of him and generally laugh about it but last year I was cycling through the same area, pitch dark, no street lights and out of the corner of my eye I saw a shadow on top of a bin. As I got closer I recognised the shape and properly soiled my pants, it was the outline of a mid sized cat, like a puma. I almost jumped off the back of the bike and I've never ridden so fast in my life. It was only after I was 20 metres past it I realised it was a stuffed toy waiting for the bin men! Still didn't slow up and kept looking behind me for a mile. Felt like a right dick when I realised what it was!
Goes to show that some things stick with you
Loudy McFatass said:
Why are ghosts always old or young and/or of the Victorian era?
Why do we never hear of any mid 20's or late teen Rastafarian ghosts?
I remember reading about a haunted nightclub, the ghost's of two ravers were seen dancing on the roof, it would be one of the mill towns, but I cant find out anything about it now, the club had had a fire, and clubbers had died.Why do we never hear of any mid 20's or late teen Rastafarian ghosts?
BOO
vxsmithers said:
When I was in my teens the surrey puma stories were rife, and a friend of mine swears blind he was chased through a private estate by one - probably around 1990. He reckons he heard a rustling and then padding sound come out of the bushes and chase him silently down the road for 1/2 mile and had never soiled his pants so much in his life.
We used to rip it out of him and generally laugh about it but last year I was cycling through the same area, pitch dark, no street lights and out of the corner of my eye I saw a shadow on top of a bin. As I got closer I recognised the shape and properly soiled my pants, it was the outline of a mid sized cat, like a puma. I almost jumped off the back of the bike and I've never ridden so fast in my life. It was only after I was 20 metres past it I realised it was a stuffed toy waiting for the bin men! Still didn't slow up and kept looking behind me for a mile. Felt like a right dick when I realised what it was!
Goes to show that some things stick with you
The wife's dad was a local Bobby in Clandon 25 odd years ago; we no longer have contact with him, however back when he was in our lives he swore that he had encountered a big cat when out on the job. We used to rip it out of him and generally laugh about it but last year I was cycling through the same area, pitch dark, no street lights and out of the corner of my eye I saw a shadow on top of a bin. As I got closer I recognised the shape and properly soiled my pants, it was the outline of a mid sized cat, like a puma. I almost jumped off the back of the bike and I've never ridden so fast in my life. It was only after I was 20 metres past it I realised it was a stuffed toy waiting for the bin men! Still didn't slow up and kept looking behind me for a mile. Felt like a right dick when I realised what it was!
Goes to show that some things stick with you
HTP99 said:
The wife's dad was a local Bobby in Clandon 25 odd years ago; we no longer have contact with him, however back when he was in our lives he swore that he had encountered a big cat when out on the job.
I'm sure they were around - especially when the ban on keeping exotic animals came into effect and the 'collections' got 'lost'. Not so sure these days though, unless in stuffed form 
Years ago used to drink in our local til close most nights and was good friends with the landlord.
A couple of times a week, we`d help him lock up and then all head into town to a club.
Were all in the car driving out of the carpark one night which was at the rear of the pub, when he spotted he`d left one of fruit machines on, we all looked and saw it lit up like a Christmas tree.
Turned the car round, went back in and it was all off!!
This happened 3 times in total, and twice with an open window, which when going back in to shut, was already closed!!
Also dropped a £2 coin at the fruity once, which rolled underneath it, upon pulling it out there was 2 x £1 coins sitting there!!
Halloween 2 years ago I thought it would be funny to head up to Cold Christmas to a supposedly haunted derelict church in the woods. Took my missus her sister and my mate and we headed in chuckling as we went. When we found the church/stone ruin there was some supposedly professional ghost hunters in there with all sorts of electronic reading devices etc.
A couple of things happened where they were calling out for any spirits to make themselves known etc and a couple of times a noise was heard on the other side of the building and they shone an infrared temperature gauge in that direction and there was always one stone which was freezing cold compared to the rest!!
I thought it was all b
ks and was busy laughing when they suggested calling the spirits and everyone joined hands in a big semi-circle.
They were calling our for ages when the person to my right squeezed my right shoulder, not hard, just like someone was reassuring you of something.
It took a couple of seconds to register that there was no-one to my right and I was still holding the hand of the person to my left!
I have never moved so fast in my life
I would like to make it clear I do not believe in ghosts despite any of the above. Rightly or wrongly!
A couple of times a week, we`d help him lock up and then all head into town to a club.
Were all in the car driving out of the carpark one night which was at the rear of the pub, when he spotted he`d left one of fruit machines on, we all looked and saw it lit up like a Christmas tree.
Turned the car round, went back in and it was all off!!
This happened 3 times in total, and twice with an open window, which when going back in to shut, was already closed!!
Also dropped a £2 coin at the fruity once, which rolled underneath it, upon pulling it out there was 2 x £1 coins sitting there!!
Halloween 2 years ago I thought it would be funny to head up to Cold Christmas to a supposedly haunted derelict church in the woods. Took my missus her sister and my mate and we headed in chuckling as we went. When we found the church/stone ruin there was some supposedly professional ghost hunters in there with all sorts of electronic reading devices etc.
A couple of things happened where they were calling out for any spirits to make themselves known etc and a couple of times a noise was heard on the other side of the building and they shone an infrared temperature gauge in that direction and there was always one stone which was freezing cold compared to the rest!!
I thought it was all b
ks and was busy laughing when they suggested calling the spirits and everyone joined hands in a big semi-circle.They were calling our for ages when the person to my right squeezed my right shoulder, not hard, just like someone was reassuring you of something.
It took a couple of seconds to register that there was no-one to my right and I was still holding the hand of the person to my left!
I have never moved so fast in my life
I would like to make it clear I do not believe in ghosts despite any of the above. Rightly or wrongly!
Rickyy said:
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!
My car has 666 on the number plate and I can honestly I have never experienced anything unusual. My next door neighbor is a demonologist and he has also never said anything about the number plate although he though it was quite amusing. I really don't believe in ghosts. We are one of the most spied on countries in the world and yet with all the cameras we still do not have a picture of a ghost. 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!
megapixels83 said:
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.
yeah yeah - you married your cousin didn't youAbout 10 years ago I used to work in a Local Authority CCTV control room based in the town hall, which had been built in 1884. We were on the ground floor, although in a bit that had been annexed off, but upstairs directly above us was the big, Victorian ball room (which was the main area for presentations etc). On nights we would regularly hear the piano being played, despite being the only person in the whole building. One evening, at about 3am, a colleague on her own heard banging coming from the ball room. She mentioned it to the supervisor at 7am when she got in to work, who in turn mentioned it to the building manager as he was getting out of his car to unlock the place. THe supervisor and the building manager went in to the building and unset the alarm - that was showing an activation in the ball room at about 3am. THe previous day the building manager had set up several rows of chairs for a presentation that they had booked in. They both went upstairs and 2 of the chairs had been rotated 90 degrees. The building manager swore blind that when he left all the chairs were facing the same way.
HTP99 said:
Just remembered: my dad died unexpectedly not so long ago; 24th December, however the day before he died our dog was behaving very strangely......
Back in 2007 I had a buddy, Richard, who was the only guy I would probably ever have called a 'best friend'. I'd known him for some 20 years or more, thorough several phases of both our lives, he'd been married, divorced, I'd been away overseas etc. He lived a couple of towns away, so we didn't really meet up more than once a month or so. Anyway, my daughter and I had popped over to see him one Friday afternoon, and while we were there he was telling us how his dog seemed to be sick, and she wouldn't leave his side, kept climbing into his lap, followed him everywhere he went around the house. She wouldn't eat either. Very odd, but she seemed quite healthy.
On the Sunday morning I was getting ready to take our daughter to her 7th birthday party, and I received a phone call from Ritchies girlfriend, telling me he had died of a sudden and massive heart attack on the Saturday afternoon while mowing the lawn.
His dog knew exactly what was going to happen.
I started a thread on it on here many years ago, it upset and shocked me that much, and I still tear up just writing about it.
Next day I was flying out offshore, so I never got the opportunity to say good bye, say my respects or anything like that. I drove over to his house on the Sunday evening, but it was empty, just a small wreath laying on the front lawn.
Edited by King Herald on Monday 5th January 10:20
Watching the first episode of the new series of Last Tango in Halifax last week, and one of the characters said "My mother died recently - on the 15th of August, in fact."
Made me jump, because my own Mum died last year - on the 15th of August.
Then on the same day (as the TV show) a woman came along to collect my Mum's sideboard, having bought it on eBay. Now, being Austrian, my Mum's maiden name was unusual in this country: turns out the eBay lady's surname was the same as Mum's maiden name.
Made me jump, because my own Mum died last year - on the 15th of August.
Then on the same day (as the TV show) a woman came along to collect my Mum's sideboard, having bought it on eBay. Now, being Austrian, my Mum's maiden name was unusual in this country: turns out the eBay lady's surname was the same as Mum's maiden name.
A few weeks after my dad died, I was talking to my uncle and he told me a story,
Two of my uncles live next door to each other and my dad would call round for morning coffee, as he passed the back window he would tap out a short tune on the window, before coming into the house, my uncles and aunts were sat having coffee when they heard the tune from the window, they all shouted out my dads name and ran outside to find nothing, a tap on the window is easy to dismiss, but a tune ?
We lost a dog a lot of years ago, he had a habit of going upstairs and sleeping on our bed, he would jump down, leading with one paw,then the next, creating a double thump on a specific floor board, after 9 years you knew what the sound was, a few weeks after he died we were sat downstairs when we heard the double thump, ran upstairs but nothing was there or out of place.
We were talking to a friend and told her about the noise and she said she had heard lots of similar stories, its just your pet returning home.
I have an open mind about all this, I think there is a lot we do not understand.
Two of my uncles live next door to each other and my dad would call round for morning coffee, as he passed the back window he would tap out a short tune on the window, before coming into the house, my uncles and aunts were sat having coffee when they heard the tune from the window, they all shouted out my dads name and ran outside to find nothing, a tap on the window is easy to dismiss, but a tune ?
We lost a dog a lot of years ago, he had a habit of going upstairs and sleeping on our bed, he would jump down, leading with one paw,then the next, creating a double thump on a specific floor board, after 9 years you knew what the sound was, a few weeks after he died we were sat downstairs when we heard the double thump, ran upstairs but nothing was there or out of place.
We were talking to a friend and told her about the noise and she said she had heard lots of similar stories, its just your pet returning home.
I have an open mind about all this, I think there is a lot we do not understand.
silverfoxcc said:
And the day after being given the news, a white feather suddenly fell on my shoulder.I was indoors at the time!!!!
That's quite interesting...My mum and I often chat about this sort of thing and she recently told me about a friend of her's experience.
My mum's friend's mum had died not too long before, and one day she was in the shower and a white feather floated down.
In conversation with her sister she mentioned it, her sister replied with "Oh yes, I got one too"...
I'll get a couple of my own strange experiences up here a bit later.
Loudy McFatass said:
Why are ghosts always old or young and/or of the Victorian era?
Why do we never hear of any mid 20's or late teen Rastafarian ghosts?
Exactly. No roman ghosts, Viking ghosts, caveman ghosts. No ghosts from thousands of years of human history. In fact, hardly anyone saw ghosts at all until Dickens wrote A Christmas Carol, and then they became very popular. And why do people only ever see them when they are alone? Most of the time people are with other people, but ghosts never appear then? Very odd. You could almost be forgiven for thinking they don't exist at all! Why do we never hear of any mid 20's or late teen Rastafarian ghosts?
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