Do you have any "true" creepy stories?
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rufusgti said:
Baz Tench said:
rufusgti said:
HarryW said:
Baz Tench said:
What happened to the remaining bag? Is it still buried?
The question we all want to ask.....There's a possible Comic Strip Presents script in your scenario somewhere!
When I was in my early twenties my parents went away on holiday so I was home alone for a week or so.
On the first day they were away I got home from work, put my mobile phone on my desk and put the radio on, much louder than usual, of course.
After a couple of minutes I could hear another noise, so I turned the radio down and realised my mobile was ringing.
Just as I picked it up it stopped ringing.
I looked at the screen to see who's call I'd just missed and it said "Home".
I double checked the house and I was definitely alone.
I know technological things can do odd things, but I've always wondered what would have happened if I'd answered it in time...
On the first day they were away I got home from work, put my mobile phone on my desk and put the radio on, much louder than usual, of course.
After a couple of minutes I could hear another noise, so I turned the radio down and realised my mobile was ringing.
Just as I picked it up it stopped ringing.
I looked at the screen to see who's call I'd just missed and it said "Home".
I double checked the house and I was definitely alone.
I know technological things can do odd things, but I've always wondered what would have happened if I'd answered it in time...
I grew up in Malaysia, which has its fair share of "phenomena". I really think that if some of you coddled Westerners with your educated cynicism spent some time looking into some of these mystical s
t in far flung reaches of the world, your mind would be rather... ummm... blown. Two stories come to mind:
1) An Indian family living down the street were close friends, and I would pop over as a teenager without warning whenever I was bored. One day I walked in to the sound of screaming and crying. The daughter, who was my age, was bundled in the corner of the landing of the stairs, and she was suddenly mortally terrified of everyone except her mother. She did not recognise anyone; not me, not her siblings or her dad. She just went mental.
I would have attributed it to a bout of madness if not for the fact that I witnessed her mother stick a hand mirror in front of her face, upon which point she screamed and the mirror spontaneously shattered. I was shoo-ed out of the house, and I understand she was taken to a local witch doctor of some sort who did some rites and she was "cured". Been fine ever since.
2) Ostensibly on the promise of getting away from home for fun on a school trip, I was sent instead to a proper jungle boot-camp run by bored and sadistic army guys who loved nothing better than to watch us suffer. Cue being woken up at 3am in our tents and being forced to take ALL our clothes and dunk in the river and then go back to sleep, among other such savagery, all for no reason than to satisfy their bizarre cravings for torture. For a 15 year old, it was five days of hell. On the very last morning, we were awakened by what sounded like a fracas.
On this trip, we were chaperoned by a school teacher, who was a rather bland and quiet little Chinese chap who could hardly speak the local language (Malay) - he stumbled through his words whenever he tried to speak the lingo and was by and large a harmless, stay-in-the-background sort of guy. But the sight that greeted me was two big burly army men on the ground, bawling their eyes out in fear, and this looming figure of a man towering over them and screaming at them in perfect Kelantanese Malay (Kelantan is a Malaysian state whose dialect of the language is so broad that us KL-types hardly understand it - a decent UK analogy would be an Essex boy suddenly being able to speak in perfect Welsh).
We were quickly ushered away from the scene, with the days' activities immediately cancelled. Our bus was asked to come earlier, and before our bags were loaded on to the bus, all of them were searched and all cameras were stripped of their negatives (pre-digital days) lest any of us had documented the scene.
The rumours were that those army guys had tried to enter one of the girls' tents and mess around, and one of the spirits of the jungle did not like it at all, possessed said Chinese chap and exerted his authority. It was simply bizarre. Said teacher never came back to school.
t in far flung reaches of the world, your mind would be rather... ummm... blown. Two stories come to mind:1) An Indian family living down the street were close friends, and I would pop over as a teenager without warning whenever I was bored. One day I walked in to the sound of screaming and crying. The daughter, who was my age, was bundled in the corner of the landing of the stairs, and she was suddenly mortally terrified of everyone except her mother. She did not recognise anyone; not me, not her siblings or her dad. She just went mental.
I would have attributed it to a bout of madness if not for the fact that I witnessed her mother stick a hand mirror in front of her face, upon which point she screamed and the mirror spontaneously shattered. I was shoo-ed out of the house, and I understand she was taken to a local witch doctor of some sort who did some rites and she was "cured". Been fine ever since.
2) Ostensibly on the promise of getting away from home for fun on a school trip, I was sent instead to a proper jungle boot-camp run by bored and sadistic army guys who loved nothing better than to watch us suffer. Cue being woken up at 3am in our tents and being forced to take ALL our clothes and dunk in the river and then go back to sleep, among other such savagery, all for no reason than to satisfy their bizarre cravings for torture. For a 15 year old, it was five days of hell. On the very last morning, we were awakened by what sounded like a fracas.
On this trip, we were chaperoned by a school teacher, who was a rather bland and quiet little Chinese chap who could hardly speak the local language (Malay) - he stumbled through his words whenever he tried to speak the lingo and was by and large a harmless, stay-in-the-background sort of guy. But the sight that greeted me was two big burly army men on the ground, bawling their eyes out in fear, and this looming figure of a man towering over them and screaming at them in perfect Kelantanese Malay (Kelantan is a Malaysian state whose dialect of the language is so broad that us KL-types hardly understand it - a decent UK analogy would be an Essex boy suddenly being able to speak in perfect Welsh).
We were quickly ushered away from the scene, with the days' activities immediately cancelled. Our bus was asked to come earlier, and before our bags were loaded on to the bus, all of them were searched and all cameras were stripped of their negatives (pre-digital days) lest any of us had documented the scene.
The rumours were that those army guys had tried to enter one of the girls' tents and mess around, and one of the spirits of the jungle did not like it at all, possessed said Chinese chap and exerted his authority. It was simply bizarre. Said teacher never came back to school.
My partner's mum died when she (my partner) was 18. Several years later, her brother had a son, and on occasion the parents can hear him chatting away to himself in another room or upstairs.
They ask him who he was talking to and he always says "I was talking to Nanny".
Said son was born several years after the death, and is only aware of her ever having existed in the vaguest sense (he's only 4 now, and this has been happening for a fair while).
They ask him who he was talking to and he always says "I was talking to Nanny".
Said son was born several years after the death, and is only aware of her ever having existed in the vaguest sense (he's only 4 now, and this has been happening for a fair while).
-DeaDLocK- said:
I grew up in Malaysia, which has its fair share of "phenomena". I really think that if some of you coddled Westerners with your educated cynicism spent some time looking into some of these mystical st in far flung reaches of the world, your mind would be rather... ummm... blown. Two stories come to mind:
Oooo intriguing. I cant wait to hear these stories.t in far flung reaches of the world, your mind would be rather... ummm... blown. Two stories come to mind:Deadlock said:
1) A girl went mental once.
2) An angry teacher prevented some men doing no good.
Oh. 2) An angry teacher prevented some men doing no good.
Martin350 said:
When I was in my early twenties my parents went away on holiday so I was home alone for a week or so.
On the first day they were away I got home from work, put my mobile phone on my desk and put the radio on, much louder than usual, of course.
After a couple of minutes I could hear another noise, so I turned the radio down and realised my mobile was ringing.
Just as I picked it up it stopped ringing.
I looked at the screen to see who's call I'd just missed and it said "Home".
I double checked the house and I was definitely alone.
I know technological things can do odd things, but I've always wondered what would have happened if I'd answered it in time...
My GF had a call from her dad in Sheffield yesterday wanting to know why he had a missed call from his daughter's house at 4.15am that morning. She had no explanation.On the first day they were away I got home from work, put my mobile phone on my desk and put the radio on, much louder than usual, of course.
After a couple of minutes I could hear another noise, so I turned the radio down and realised my mobile was ringing.
Just as I picked it up it stopped ringing.
I looked at the screen to see who's call I'd just missed and it said "Home".
I double checked the house and I was definitely alone.
I know technological things can do odd things, but I've always wondered what would have happened if I'd answered it in time...
I live in a place that used to be the 'court' built in 1450 ish, it has a 'great hall' which his allegedly where people were hung. There is a book about the place.
I've not seen anything but regularly smell cooking smells when nothing is on the go. The Mrs thinks I'm mad as a fish but I tell you, I do
I've even checked the aga, gone outside, had a right old nose up in the air moment and can on certain occasions smell cooking meat.
Generally I'm hungry most of the time so it doesn't help
I've not seen anything but regularly smell cooking smells when nothing is on the go. The Mrs thinks I'm mad as a fish but I tell you, I do
I've even checked the aga, gone outside, had a right old nose up in the air moment and can on certain occasions smell cooking meat.
Generally I'm hungry most of the time so it doesn't help
Disastrous said:
otolith said:
Really well-written story!
I enjoyed that, thanks. I'm not really one for believing in the supernatural but I certainly believe in well-constructed prose!Really brought that alive - you should write more!
Some time after my Dad died my mobile rrings and I look at the screen 'Dad' was flashing up. To say my heart jumped is an understatement.
I answered. It was my Mum. Her and her cleaner - both from generations who didn't really get that sort of technology - had charged it up and thought it would be a good idea to give me a call to say Hi we've mastered this mobile we found in a drawer.
I'd left the phone in a draw with details of the PIN but forgot all about it.
I answered. It was my Mum. Her and her cleaner - both from generations who didn't really get that sort of technology - had charged it up and thought it would be a good idea to give me a call to say Hi we've mastered this mobile we found in a drawer.
I'd left the phone in a draw with details of the PIN but forgot all about it.
Was on a deserted farm outbuildings a few years ago, me an a mate were on a bike ride, stopped and were messing around with abandoned bikes and buildings. The farm was just about to be knocked down for houses
After a while we went in the house, there was a large spayed arrow with
"this way to the fun bit" We couldn't resist so followed the arrow into the empty building. We then saw another arrow with "keep going nearly there". We were quite far from the only way in/out now. We then followed a few more till we got to a room that was buzzing with flies and a arrow pointing to a table with "welcome to the fun zone".
On the table was a dead huge sheep, that had its insides gouged out, by what looks like hands!! The main cuts of meat were still on the sheep (and head) but the intestines were just removed. Was pretty disgusting!
Looking at the arrows, we thought it was red spray paint, but it was in fact blood!
When we figured all this out, we realised it was a few minutes walk to get out the house, with only one tiny hole in the boarded up doors/windows to crawl out of!
I was a bit spooked after, my mate didn't seem bothered at all, shrugged his shoulders and said "right time for dinner"
After a while we went in the house, there was a large spayed arrow with
"this way to the fun bit" We couldn't resist so followed the arrow into the empty building. We then saw another arrow with "keep going nearly there". We were quite far from the only way in/out now. We then followed a few more till we got to a room that was buzzing with flies and a arrow pointing to a table with "welcome to the fun zone".
On the table was a dead huge sheep, that had its insides gouged out, by what looks like hands!! The main cuts of meat were still on the sheep (and head) but the intestines were just removed. Was pretty disgusting!
Looking at the arrows, we thought it was red spray paint, but it was in fact blood!
When we figured all this out, we realised it was a few minutes walk to get out the house, with only one tiny hole in the boarded up doors/windows to crawl out of!
I was a bit spooked after, my mate didn't seem bothered at all, shrugged his shoulders and said "right time for dinner"
rufusgti said:
Baz Tench said:
rufusgti said:
HarryW said:
Baz Tench said:
What happened to the remaining bag? Is it still buried?
The question we all want to ask.....Martin350 said:
When I was in my early twenties my parents went away on holiday so I was home alone for a week or so.
On the first day they were away I got home from work, put my mobile phone on my desk and put the radio on, much louder than usual, of course.
After a couple of minutes I could hear another noise, so I turned the radio down and realised my mobile was ringing.
Just as I picked it up it stopped ringing.
I looked at the screen to see who's call I'd just missed and it said "Home".
I double checked the house and I was definitely alone.
I know technological things can do odd things, but I've always wondered what would have happened if I'd answered it in time...
I've had that once. Lived at home with my mum, and we were both out in the car, when my phone rang with the caller "Home". On the first day they were away I got home from work, put my mobile phone on my desk and put the radio on, much louder than usual, of course.
After a couple of minutes I could hear another noise, so I turned the radio down and realised my mobile was ringing.
Just as I picked it up it stopped ringing.
I looked at the screen to see who's call I'd just missed and it said "Home".
I double checked the house and I was definitely alone.
I know technological things can do odd things, but I've always wondered what would have happened if I'd answered it in time...
Turned out it was my "mate" Dan, who had broken into my house "for a joke", through an upstairs window.
Odd lad.
Roy Lime said:
I have premonitions.
Some of them prove to be startlingly accurate.
For example I feel this thread will be good, harmless, round the campfire fun until one of the resident Pistonheads Mr Logic characters turns up to ruin it.
I'm even pretty sure I know which one it will be.
I must be psychic because I had the same thoughts.... And probably the same guess Some of them prove to be startlingly accurate.
For example I feel this thread will be good, harmless, round the campfire fun until one of the resident Pistonheads Mr Logic characters turns up to ruin it.
I'm even pretty sure I know which one it will be.
Bluebarge said:
rufusgti said:
Baz Tench said:
rufusgti said:
HarryW said:
Baz Tench said:
What happened to the remaining bag? Is it still buried?
The question we all want to ask.....t on the whole story.If you'd mentioned headless ghosts and witches dancing in the nuddy I'd have been more inclined to believe you
I'm an NHS bio-engineer and in our old lab we had several goings on with stuff moving around on the benches (watched live). Pounding on the door so you could see it shake (looked out in the long corridor to see no one around, there was no other doors to hide behind in that corridor either and the distant ones at each end were very noisy to open and shut).
Footsteps in the corridor and shadows moving across the walls. We even set up an old crt cardiac heart trace monitor and hung the three chest wires as ariels on the wall. These are so sensitive that all you need to do is wave at them and they will deflect the trace slightly, but on a few occasions, the trace went mad with no one near it.
Yes, there's probably a scientific explanation for it all and I just call it paranormal activity, which is really just another science that we haven't quite grasped yet, but maybe one day we will.. Its all about looking at the bigger picture. Most non-believers take that view out of fear or fear of ridicule, but secretly they are concerned.. No, we can't prove there is, but also we can't prove there isn't.
Its like asking a bunch of guys collectively who they fancy, and the replies will be Angelina Jolie, Kylie Minogue etc.. But ask them individually away from peer pressure and you'll get answers which are very different and often relating to the bbw, XXL types etc.. etc.. People generally are too gutless to come out and say what they really believe unless its on a Forum like this..
Footsteps in the corridor and shadows moving across the walls. We even set up an old crt cardiac heart trace monitor and hung the three chest wires as ariels on the wall. These are so sensitive that all you need to do is wave at them and they will deflect the trace slightly, but on a few occasions, the trace went mad with no one near it.
Yes, there's probably a scientific explanation for it all and I just call it paranormal activity, which is really just another science that we haven't quite grasped yet, but maybe one day we will.. Its all about looking at the bigger picture. Most non-believers take that view out of fear or fear of ridicule, but secretly they are concerned.. No, we can't prove there is, but also we can't prove there isn't.
Its like asking a bunch of guys collectively who they fancy, and the replies will be Angelina Jolie, Kylie Minogue etc.. But ask them individually away from peer pressure and you'll get answers which are very different and often relating to the bbw, XXL types etc.. etc.. People generally are too gutless to come out and say what they really believe unless its on a Forum like this..
Interesting point Exitwound, but one I would probably disagree with.
Most blokes have someone unusual they fancy so I get that bit.
I just disagree that most people, deep down, believe in ghosts.
Every interesting situation you come across which suggest paranormal activity has an explanation which, however unlikely, is going to be more likely than it being caused by a ghost.
In fact I would argue it is almost the opposite of the girl think. People want to believe in the paranormal because it is so exciting, it's just that when it boils down to it - there are just no ghosts and nothing whatsoever to suggest they possibly exist in the format we tend to think of.
So whilst I would agree that I can't prove the lack of them any more than I can prove the lack of God, in order for me to change my view to the default the existence of ghosts I would have to see some pretty compelling evidence for the possibility of their existence which, to date, hasn't happened.
Most blokes have someone unusual they fancy so I get that bit.
I just disagree that most people, deep down, believe in ghosts.
Every interesting situation you come across which suggest paranormal activity has an explanation which, however unlikely, is going to be more likely than it being caused by a ghost.
In fact I would argue it is almost the opposite of the girl think. People want to believe in the paranormal because it is so exciting, it's just that when it boils down to it - there are just no ghosts and nothing whatsoever to suggest they possibly exist in the format we tend to think of.
So whilst I would agree that I can't prove the lack of them any more than I can prove the lack of God, in order for me to change my view to the default the existence of ghosts I would have to see some pretty compelling evidence for the possibility of their existence which, to date, hasn't happened.
Good reply, but I tend to think of it as a parallel energy transfer or displacement of some type that we haven't understood yet, not so much as just 'ghosts.
We understand the concept of 'warping time' to travel great distances, and just because we can't get a handle on it practically at this time, doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
Remember we need to look at the big picture and forget the entertainment value of this. If we just close our minds, that's not progress, ..anyone can do that.
We understand the concept of 'warping time' to travel great distances, and just because we can't get a handle on it practically at this time, doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
Remember we need to look at the big picture and forget the entertainment value of this. If we just close our minds, that's not progress, ..anyone can do that.
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