Weird occurences, coincidences, deja vu, supernatural.
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I was in Egypt inside the main pyramid in June.
Whilst actually inside the pyramid bumped into a lad from Inverness that I had not spoken to in about 5 years. Thought that was random.
I started a new job about 6 months later and now deal with his manager every week. Quite random I thought.
Whilst actually inside the pyramid bumped into a lad from Inverness that I had not spoken to in about 5 years. Thought that was random.
I started a new job about 6 months later and now deal with his manager every week. Quite random I thought.
Between Thaxted and Wimbish is Essex there was rumoured to be a victorian graveyard hidden way somewhere but as kids on bikes we never found it. In the early 70's my dad (never a staighter bloke and not given to fantasy) came home one day to say he had seen a hearse at a field entrance between the two villages, horse drawn with black plumes - the lot. It was cold foggy day and he was convinced he had seen a ghost. We put two and two together and it seemed very likely it was from the graveyard.
In the nineties long after dads death we had friends that lived nearby and at a BBQ went for a quick walk round the nearby fields with their dog. We came across a small overgrown area in the corner of a wood with a rough hedge around and a plank of wood across the ditch to get access. It was the grayevard!
I went across and had a look at the headstones - about 6 of them - and the last burial was 1972.
So dad hadnt seen a ghost - he'd seen the last funeral. they would have had to use a horse drawn hearse as the fields would have been ploughed up at the time and a car wouldn't have got far.
The whole thing was true. No ghosts, just a 'modern' funeral with an old hearse.
In the nineties long after dads death we had friends that lived nearby and at a BBQ went for a quick walk round the nearby fields with their dog. We came across a small overgrown area in the corner of a wood with a rough hedge around and a plank of wood across the ditch to get access. It was the grayevard!
I went across and had a look at the headstones - about 6 of them - and the last burial was 1972.
So dad hadnt seen a ghost - he'd seen the last funeral. they would have had to use a horse drawn hearse as the fields would have been ploughed up at the time and a car wouldn't have got far.
The whole thing was true. No ghosts, just a 'modern' funeral with an old hearse.
Ok, here's one of mine.
I suppose I was around seven or eight years old at the time.
If my parents went out for the evening the elderly lady who lived next door would come round and babysit me.
We got on really well, Mrs. Morley and I, she was like a third grandmother to me.
Anyway, one evening we were in the living room, watching tv and talking, and in the adjoining dining room (this sounds quite grand, but it was a very small three bedroom semi) there was a piano.
All of a sudden the piano made a noise like someone had sat on the keys, or pressed a load of the keys down with both hands, it was LOUD, and took a while for the echo to fade.
Mrs. Morley calmly asked me "What was that noise?", and I equally calmly replied "It was the piano". Nothing more was said, I didn't feel remotely frightened at the time, but did think it a little strange.
A few weeks or months later the exact same thing happened, and again I wasn't alarmed at all.
I've never been able to explain it, and I never discussed it with the lady next door.
I suppose I was around seven or eight years old at the time.
If my parents went out for the evening the elderly lady who lived next door would come round and babysit me.
We got on really well, Mrs. Morley and I, she was like a third grandmother to me.
Anyway, one evening we were in the living room, watching tv and talking, and in the adjoining dining room (this sounds quite grand, but it was a very small three bedroom semi) there was a piano.
All of a sudden the piano made a noise like someone had sat on the keys, or pressed a load of the keys down with both hands, it was LOUD, and took a while for the echo to fade.
Mrs. Morley calmly asked me "What was that noise?", and I equally calmly replied "It was the piano". Nothing more was said, I didn't feel remotely frightened at the time, but did think it a little strange.
A few weeks or months later the exact same thing happened, and again I wasn't alarmed at all.
I've never been able to explain it, and I never discussed it with the lady next door.
Martin350 said:
Ok, here's one of mine.
I suppose I was around seven or eight years old at the time.
If my parents went out for the evening the elderly lady who lived next door would come round and babysit me.
We got on really well, Mrs. Morley and I, she was like a third grandmother to me.
Anyway, one evening we were in the living room, watching tv and talking, and in the adjoining dining room (this sounds quite grand, but it was a very small three bedroom semi) there was a piano.
All of a sudden the piano made a noise like someone had sat on the keys, or pressed a load of the keys down with both hands, it was LOUD, and took a while for the echo to fade.
Mrs. Morley calmly asked me "What was that noise?", and I equally calmly replied "It was the piano". Nothing more was said, I didn't feel remotely frightened at the time, but did think it a little strange.
A few weeks or months later the exact same thing happened, and again I wasn't alarmed at all.
I've never been able to explain it, and I never discussed it with the lady next door.
Do you have a pet that could have gotten under the piano and hit the hammers?I suppose I was around seven or eight years old at the time.
If my parents went out for the evening the elderly lady who lived next door would come round and babysit me.
We got on really well, Mrs. Morley and I, she was like a third grandmother to me.
Anyway, one evening we were in the living room, watching tv and talking, and in the adjoining dining room (this sounds quite grand, but it was a very small three bedroom semi) there was a piano.
All of a sudden the piano made a noise like someone had sat on the keys, or pressed a load of the keys down with both hands, it was LOUD, and took a while for the echo to fade.
Mrs. Morley calmly asked me "What was that noise?", and I equally calmly replied "It was the piano". Nothing more was said, I didn't feel remotely frightened at the time, but did think it a little strange.
A few weeks or months later the exact same thing happened, and again I wasn't alarmed at all.
I've never been able to explain it, and I never discussed it with the lady next door.
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.
That's pretty good story. I remember reading about something similar about a husband and wife looking back over childhood photos and in one the husband spots himself stood in the background of a photo taken of his wife when she was a nipper! Seems both families had been within touching distance all those years ago.z4RRSchris99 said:
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. !
Was he masturbating?I think most boarding schoolers have similar tales
Zod said:
We live in a house that is over 200 years old.
Things go missing all the time and are found in random places.
It is the cleaner, who likes to "tidy things away". Nothing supernatural ever happens.
In a similar vein:Things go missing all the time and are found in random places.
It is the cleaner, who likes to "tidy things away". Nothing supernatural ever happens.
I take photos of abandoned buildings as a hobby, I've spent nights/slept in various abandoned lunatic asylums, hospitals, factories, mills, office buildings to name but a few places and not once have I seen or heard anything that could be paranormal or supernatural, neither has anyone I've ever been with or anyone I've spoken to who shares the hobby
Surely if anyone had a sporting chance of seeing a ghost it would be the people with various professional camera gear in the ghosts apparent favourite hangout spots
I'm yet to see or hear anything that would convince me ghosts are anything but complete and utter bulls
tDon't get me wrong I am enjoying these stories though
blindswelledrat said:
z4RRSchris99 said:
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. !
Was he masturbating?I think most boarding schoolers have similar tales
DannyScene said:
In a similar vein:
I take photos of abandoned buildings as a hobby, I've spent nights/slept in various abandoned lunatic asylums, hospitals, factories, mills, office buildings to name but a few places and not once have I seen or heard anything that could be paranormal or supernatural, neither has anyone I've ever been with or anyone I've spoken to who shares the hobby
Surely if anyone had a sporting chance of seeing a ghost it would be the people with various professional camera gear in the ghosts apparent favourite hangout spots
I'm yet to see or hear anything that would convince me ghosts are anything but complete and utter bullst
Don't get me wrong I am enjoying these stories though
I agree, I would love them to be true, I hope some are true, because the world would be a more interesting place, but the biggie for me is I absolutely don't believe in life after death, karma, reincarnation or any or cack like that.I take photos of abandoned buildings as a hobby, I've spent nights/slept in various abandoned lunatic asylums, hospitals, factories, mills, office buildings to name but a few places and not once have I seen or heard anything that could be paranormal or supernatural, neither has anyone I've ever been with or anyone I've spoken to who shares the hobby
Surely if anyone had a sporting chance of seeing a ghost it would be the people with various professional camera gear in the ghosts apparent favourite hangout spots
I'm yet to see or hear anything that would convince me ghosts are anything but complete and utter bulls
tDon't get me wrong I am enjoying these stories though
I do love a good yarn though, and threads like this.
DannyScene said:
In a similar vein:
I take photos of abandoned buildings as a hobby, I've spent nights/slept in various abandoned lunatic asylums, hospitals, factories, mills, office buildings to name but a few places and not once have I seen or heard anything that could be paranormal or supernatural, neither has anyone I've ever been with or anyone I've spoken to who shares the hobby
Surely if anyone had a sporting chance of seeing a ghost it would be the people with various professional camera gear in the ghosts apparent favourite hangout spots
I'm yet to see or hear anything that would convince me ghosts are anything but complete and utter bullst
Don't get me wrong I am enjoying these stories though
Ah yes, but are you "receptive"? I take photos of abandoned buildings as a hobby, I've spent nights/slept in various abandoned lunatic asylums, hospitals, factories, mills, office buildings to name but a few places and not once have I seen or heard anything that could be paranormal or supernatural, neither has anyone I've ever been with or anyone I've spoken to who shares the hobby
Surely if anyone had a sporting chance of seeing a ghost it would be the people with various professional camera gear in the ghosts apparent favourite hangout spots
I'm yet to see or hear anything that would convince me ghosts are anything but complete and utter bulls
tDon't get me wrong I am enjoying these stories though
Young children appear to be, and many adults - not me though.RegMolehusband said:
DannyScene said:
In a similar vein:
I take photos of abandoned buildings as a hobby, I've spent nights/slept in various abandoned lunatic asylums, hospitals, factories, mills, office buildings to name but a few places and not once have I seen or heard anything that could be paranormal or supernatural, neither has anyone I've ever been with or anyone I've spoken to who shares the hobby
Surely if anyone had a sporting chance of seeing a ghost it would be the people with various professional camera gear in the ghosts apparent favourite hangout spots
I'm yet to see or hear anything that would convince me ghosts are anything but complete and utter bullst
Don't get me wrong I am enjoying these stories though
Ah yes, but are you "receptive"? I take photos of abandoned buildings as a hobby, I've spent nights/slept in various abandoned lunatic asylums, hospitals, factories, mills, office buildings to name but a few places and not once have I seen or heard anything that could be paranormal or supernatural, neither has anyone I've ever been with or anyone I've spoken to who shares the hobby
Surely if anyone had a sporting chance of seeing a ghost it would be the people with various professional camera gear in the ghosts apparent favourite hangout spots
I'm yet to see or hear anything that would convince me ghosts are anything but complete and utter bulls
tDon't get me wrong I am enjoying these stories though
Young children appear to be, and many adults - not me though.numtumfutunch said:
3 people ranging in age from 40-60 have seriously pissed me off in the last 10 years
Im not prone to hysterics but my outrage varied from moderately severe to severe
They are all now dead from cancers which were diagnosed within a year of each event
That seriously freaks me out
I'll try to stay friends with you in that case!Im not prone to hysterics but my outrage varied from moderately severe to severe
They are all now dead from cancers which were diagnosed within a year of each event
That seriously freaks me out
I think there's a logical explanation for everything
for instance a few mates and myself went to meet a couple of hippy chicks afew years ago, ended up at the ruins of an old abbey to see if there's anything ''scary'', as usual its supposed to be haunted bla bla, its a cool place anyway
This is it, pub is 5mins walk away(that's it the far side of the river) so after closing time strolled up and wondered around under the moonlight, then all met in the middle to have an ould drink, after about 15mins 6-7 of us standing around chatting and laughing then all of a sudden... BOOM, ground trembles and the place gets foggy, everyone cleared out and we ran like little fairy's we're all early-mid 20s so it scared the bejasus outa us,
following weekend one a the lads and myself decided to have a look again while driving by, about 2meters from where we had been was a corner stone that had fallen from the tower to the platform above the archway where we had been standing, fog=dust and the thump of the heavy stone, was nuts but fun
for instance a few mates and myself went to meet a couple of hippy chicks afew years ago, ended up at the ruins of an old abbey to see if there's anything ''scary'', as usual its supposed to be haunted bla bla, its a cool place anyway
This is it, pub is 5mins walk away(that's it the far side of the river) so after closing time strolled up and wondered around under the moonlight, then all met in the middle to have an ould drink, after about 15mins 6-7 of us standing around chatting and laughing then all of a sudden... BOOM, ground trembles and the place gets foggy, everyone cleared out and we ran like little fairy's we're all early-mid 20s so it scared the bejasus outa us,
following weekend one a the lads and myself decided to have a look again while driving by, about 2meters from where we had been was a corner stone that had fallen from the tower to the platform above the archway where we had been standing, fog=dust and the thump of the heavy stone, was nuts but fun
BigGingerBob said:
Ilikebeaver said:
Allanv said:
11:11 I see it everyday without fail, either on the PC phone or in the car.
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Me too! ..
Weird. Now changed to 11:12 though so it won't show on the time stamp!
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