Do you have any "true" creepy stories?
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AClownsPocket said:
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.
My wife has dreams like. In 16 years, she's predicted the World Trade Centre accident, the Concorde Paris Air Disaster, the Malaysian Airlines MH370 incident. I tend to listen to her nowadays when she tells me not to do stuff.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.
9mm said:
AClownsPocket said:
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.
My wife has dreams like. In 16 years, she's predicted the World Trade Centre accident, the Concorde Paris Air Disaster, the Malaysian Airlines MH370 incident. I tend to listen to her nowadays when she tells me not to do stuff.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.
Derrrrr.
When The OH and I bought this place (mid 60's terraced) I spent 8 weeks of late nights decorating etc. ON several occasions in multiple windows I seen something or someone standing behind me or moving about, always going from over my right shoulder to over the left. The Mrs in her third trimester and due to drop within weeks was also feeling a presence.
This freaked her out, more so when I called it Auld Alastair after the previous owner.
One night more than any got me as I felt the same shudder without seeing a reflection and was for once alone in here after having heated words with my old man, I finished the roof I was painting and bolted back to the flat quicker than my hungover McDonald's run on a weekend.
I think the tension in the house pushed it to far and Auld Alastair was sending a message.
We had words after we moved in and he seems to be cool now.
Edited for spelling......
This freaked her out, more so when I called it Auld Alastair after the previous owner.
One night more than any got me as I felt the same shudder without seeing a reflection and was for once alone in here after having heated words with my old man, I finished the roof I was painting and bolted back to the flat quicker than my hungover McDonald's run on a weekend.
I think the tension in the house pushed it to far and Auld Alastair was sending a message.
We had words after we moved in and he seems to be cool now.
Edited for spelling......
Moonhawk said:
I must have been around 11 or 12 and I was round at a mates house one evening.
It had gone dusk and I was getting ready to go home. He was going to let me out of the back gate - so we went out the back patio door into the rear garden and looked down towards the hedge at the far end which backed onto fields.
Both of us froze at the same time and we could both see what appeared to be something in the hedge looking back at us. It looked like a monkey's face. We just stood there staring at it. It didn't appear to move at all so we started to think it was a trick of the light.
The next thing we know - his dog came running out of the patio doors from behind us, stopped about 1/3rd of the way down the garden and started barking at the hedge. We crapped it and bolted back inside.
A couple of minutes later we ventured back outside to take another look - but whatever it was had disappeared.
Probably just a trick of the light - but it s
t us up big style and we always referred to it as "monkeyface" from that day on.
The "chilled monkey brains" scene from Temple of Doom always reminded me of that night, "monkeyface" looked similar I think.
It was probably just PazuzuIt had gone dusk and I was getting ready to go home. He was going to let me out of the back gate - so we went out the back patio door into the rear garden and looked down towards the hedge at the far end which backed onto fields.
Both of us froze at the same time and we could both see what appeared to be something in the hedge looking back at us. It looked like a monkey's face. We just stood there staring at it. It didn't appear to move at all so we started to think it was a trick of the light.
The next thing we know - his dog came running out of the patio doors from behind us, stopped about 1/3rd of the way down the garden and started barking at the hedge. We crapped it and bolted back inside.
A couple of minutes later we ventured back outside to take another look - but whatever it was had disappeared.
Probably just a trick of the light - but it s
t us up big style and we always referred to it as "monkeyface" from that day on. The "chilled monkey brains" scene from Temple of Doom always reminded me of that night, "monkeyface" looked similar I think.
Edited by Moonhawk on Sunday 3rd May 21:24
Nothing to worry about...
Edited by maxxy5 on Monday 4th May 19:22
Bill said:
How long are you going to wait until you won't blame what you saw for the "really bad thing" that will inevitably happen?
Hadn't thought about it for almost a year I guess until I saw this thread. Looking back, we've had a couple of things happen already, maybe we are good.doogz said:
With logic and reason?
Some of the stories can be vaguely convincing, things having moved about, more than one person seeing the same strange thing, etc.
That last one though, just sounds like the guy that wrote it has some issues. I'm not saying these posts are all made up, or utterly ridiculous.
But some of them definitely are.
Does it matter though?Some of the stories can be vaguely convincing, things having moved about, more than one person seeing the same strange thing, etc.
That last one though, just sounds like the guy that wrote it has some issues. I'm not saying these posts are all made up, or utterly ridiculous.
But some of them definitely are.
It's an opportunity for people to tell stories that may be true or "true" as the title says.
If you've taken anything that makes you trip, you'll know what the brain can do. It's not unusual, if taking acid as a group to get group hallucinations. The brain just builds things out of other things, that's how it works. After all, everything you see is just an interpretation of light bouncing off the world. Your brain makes sense of it and certain chemicals, certain lights, certain places that one presupposes to be haunted can mess with this process.
Once, many years ago, my uncle Michael owned avery old monastery in Tuscany. I was there on my own when the most unholy storm came up out of nowhere. The power went out, the dogs were howling, the wind was rushing through the corridors and all the shutters were banging like crazy along with the internal doors. The place was supposed to be haunted, especially one 'wing' which nobody ever went in. I had to go, by the light of a guttering candle and accompanied by a nervous dog, and shut all the internal doors and bolt all the shutters. It took ages and I was pretty scared but NOTHING of any interest happened. After that I figured if I'd been with somebody else, we'd have freaked each other right out and I'd probably have 'seen' a ghost.
Having said that though, I do have one very creepy tale. I was out for a run with s friend of mine in Southgate, North London, some years back. This was long after I stopped taking any drugs and he is an extremely left wing economics lecturer. A brutally rational man to a fault. Along we ran. We turned into a narrow path between two hedgerows, a old sunken 'hollow way' as you still get on the outskirts of any big town. It was late afternoon and starting to get dark. Then both of us, at the same time saw a very strange thing indeed. It looked a bit like a small black dog, but it was oddly indistinct, had no legs, the vague suggestion of a head, and was sort of floating a little off the ground. We discussed it in somewhat nervous tones and noted, both of us, that there was no way of denying a noticeable sharp drop in temperature. Jo, being an utter rationalist, ran towards it and it, whatever it was, kept an equal distance. I must confess to being slightly unmanned by this. It the disappeared. It just was no longer there. It got warm again and we, no little shaken, continued at some speed to a nearby pub. A couple of strong drinks later we were none the wiser. It still freaks me out and, whilst I know there is a rational explanation, I don't like thinking about it too much.
Once, many years ago, my uncle Michael owned avery old monastery in Tuscany. I was there on my own when the most unholy storm came up out of nowhere. The power went out, the dogs were howling, the wind was rushing through the corridors and all the shutters were banging like crazy along with the internal doors. The place was supposed to be haunted, especially one 'wing' which nobody ever went in. I had to go, by the light of a guttering candle and accompanied by a nervous dog, and shut all the internal doors and bolt all the shutters. It took ages and I was pretty scared but NOTHING of any interest happened. After that I figured if I'd been with somebody else, we'd have freaked each other right out and I'd probably have 'seen' a ghost.
Having said that though, I do have one very creepy tale. I was out for a run with s friend of mine in Southgate, North London, some years back. This was long after I stopped taking any drugs and he is an extremely left wing economics lecturer. A brutally rational man to a fault. Along we ran. We turned into a narrow path between two hedgerows, a old sunken 'hollow way' as you still get on the outskirts of any big town. It was late afternoon and starting to get dark. Then both of us, at the same time saw a very strange thing indeed. It looked a bit like a small black dog, but it was oddly indistinct, had no legs, the vague suggestion of a head, and was sort of floating a little off the ground. We discussed it in somewhat nervous tones and noted, both of us, that there was no way of denying a noticeable sharp drop in temperature. Jo, being an utter rationalist, ran towards it and it, whatever it was, kept an equal distance. I must confess to being slightly unmanned by this. It the disappeared. It just was no longer there. It got warm again and we, no little shaken, continued at some speed to a nearby pub. A couple of strong drinks later we were none the wiser. It still freaks me out and, whilst I know there is a rational explanation, I don't like thinking about it too much.
AClownsPocket said:
My wife has dreams like. In 16 years, she's predicted the World Trade Centre accident, the Concorde Paris Air Disaster, the Malaysian Airlines MH370 incident. I tend to listen to her nowadays when she tells me not to do stuff.
So in what way did she predict 9/11?Genuinely interested....
Studio117 said:
AClownsPocket said:
My wife has dreams like. In 16 years, she's predicted the World Trade Centre accident, the Concorde Paris Air Disaster, the Malaysian Airlines MH370 incident. I tend to listen to her nowadays when she tells me not to do stuff.
So in what way did she predict 9/11?Genuinely interested....
Studio117 said:
So in what way did she predict 9/11?
Genuinely interested....
About a month before it happened, we were talking. She'd dreamt two jetliners hitting buildings, she 'saw' people flying through the air and had an image of a building falling out of the sky.Genuinely interested....
When we watched it happening on TV, she was as white as a sheet. Didn't help the night before, we'd watched a documentary about the WTC bombing in 1994.
I love these sort of tales, I don't believe in an afterlife so I find I can't get past that when thinking about ghosts.
I have lived at my current house for 7 plus years, it went through a phase of weird occurrences.
The outside tap would come on in the early hours, it did this a couple of times, this was the start of it.
The T.V would do the same, I work away so it was up to a terrified wife to investigate.
Bumps and bangs in the night, I have lost count of the times I have had to get up and have a look around.
bath taps coming on in the early hours, this replaced the T.V and outside tap as the 2 am wake up call.
As my wife was leaving on the school run, my youngest daughter started screaming about a man upstairs, my wife thought she saw something as well and fled the house with the kids.
the neighbours had a look, no one there. This happened more than once and she was convinced someone was hiding in the loft.
My daughters really disliked the house, especially the youngest, for a long time they would not go upstairs on their own.
It all stopped when I bought a dog.
nothing has happened in a couple of years.
Is my house haunted, I don't think so, I however cannot explain the things that went on in it over a four year period.
I have lived at my current house for 7 plus years, it went through a phase of weird occurrences.
The outside tap would come on in the early hours, it did this a couple of times, this was the start of it.
The T.V would do the same, I work away so it was up to a terrified wife to investigate.
Bumps and bangs in the night, I have lost count of the times I have had to get up and have a look around.
bath taps coming on in the early hours, this replaced the T.V and outside tap as the 2 am wake up call.
As my wife was leaving on the school run, my youngest daughter started screaming about a man upstairs, my wife thought she saw something as well and fled the house with the kids.
the neighbours had a look, no one there. This happened more than once and she was convinced someone was hiding in the loft.
My daughters really disliked the house, especially the youngest, for a long time they would not go upstairs on their own.
It all stopped when I bought a dog.
nothing has happened in a couple of years.
Is my house haunted, I don't think so, I however cannot explain the things that went on in it over a four year period.
Not actually creepy, but a true story, and a good opening for a movie...
About 12 years ago me and my partner then were at a wedding in the North where she grew up. Afterwards us and her parents went to visit the place where they grew up, and finding one well broken old house.
Walk towards the door and a cat raced out startling everyone, classic cliché. Upstairs the bedrooms had abandoned video cameras and recorders, similar to ones I'd used before - but back in the mid 1970's. Massive video cameras and their portable recorder counterparts, all set up on tripods, and abandoned and untouched for at least 25 years.
Probably still there now.
About 12 years ago me and my partner then were at a wedding in the North where she grew up. Afterwards us and her parents went to visit the place where they grew up, and finding one well broken old house.
Walk towards the door and a cat raced out startling everyone, classic cliché. Upstairs the bedrooms had abandoned video cameras and recorders, similar to ones I'd used before - but back in the mid 1970's. Massive video cameras and their portable recorder counterparts, all set up on tripods, and abandoned and untouched for at least 25 years.
Probably still there now.
I've posted this before on a similar thread, its a bit creepy.
I’m the youngest of five, my sister is two years older than me, then there’s quite a gap to my next brother ; This was because my mother lost a child to cot death in between, then another sister then my eldest brother.
In the early seventies when I was in my late 10’s, very early teens me, my nearest (age wise) sister and school friends would play Ouija board at our house, not a proper board but bits of paper with letter written on, a glass and a tea table.
We would frighten each other and generally piss about, but we regularly would get a spirit or someone would be pushing the glass to say it was this spirit called David.
Our favourite contact David would spell out he was always with me and my sister and looked after us, he spelled out he was killed during the war (WW2) and died in the air; we assumed he was a pilot although this was never actually spelled out to us.
After a while playing the Ouija petered out as we got older and that was that.
In the eighties my mum received news that the body of her first husband had been found and would be receiving a military funeral in Holland, he had been killed in the parachute drop at Arnhem.
Neither me or nor any of my brothers and sisters new she had been married before, nor did I know my eldest brother was actually my half-brother, he’s named after my mums first husband David.
I’m the youngest of five, my sister is two years older than me, then there’s quite a gap to my next brother ; This was because my mother lost a child to cot death in between, then another sister then my eldest brother.
In the early seventies when I was in my late 10’s, very early teens me, my nearest (age wise) sister and school friends would play Ouija board at our house, not a proper board but bits of paper with letter written on, a glass and a tea table.
We would frighten each other and generally piss about, but we regularly would get a spirit or someone would be pushing the glass to say it was this spirit called David.
Our favourite contact David would spell out he was always with me and my sister and looked after us, he spelled out he was killed during the war (WW2) and died in the air; we assumed he was a pilot although this was never actually spelled out to us.
After a while playing the Ouija petered out as we got older and that was that.
In the eighties my mum received news that the body of her first husband had been found and would be receiving a military funeral in Holland, he had been killed in the parachute drop at Arnhem.
Neither me or nor any of my brothers and sisters new she had been married before, nor did I know my eldest brother was actually my half-brother, he’s named after my mums first husband David.
CRA2Y said:
Not actually creepy, but a true story, and a good opening for a movie...
About 12 years ago me and my partner then were at a wedding in the North where she grew up. Afterwards us and her parents went to visit the place where they grew up, and finding one well broken old house.
Walk towards the door and a cat raced out startling everyone, classic cliché. Upstairs the bedrooms had abandoned video cameras and recorders, similar to ones I'd used before - but back in the mid 1970's. Massive video cameras and their portable recorder counterparts, all set up on tripods, and abandoned and untouched for at least 25 years.
Probably still there now.
I love that one. Not necessarily creepy but it opens up a load of questions. A really interesting mystery About 12 years ago me and my partner then were at a wedding in the North where she grew up. Afterwards us and her parents went to visit the place where they grew up, and finding one well broken old house.
Walk towards the door and a cat raced out startling everyone, classic cliché. Upstairs the bedrooms had abandoned video cameras and recorders, similar to ones I'd used before - but back in the mid 1970's. Massive video cameras and their portable recorder counterparts, all set up on tripods, and abandoned and untouched for at least 25 years.
Probably still there now.
blindswelledrat said:
CRA2Y said:
Not actually creepy, but a true story, and a good opening for a movie...
About 12 years ago me and my partner then were at a wedding in the North where she grew up. Afterwards us and her parents went to visit the place where they grew up, and finding one well broken old house.
Walk towards the door and a cat raced out startling everyone, classic cliché. Upstairs the bedrooms had abandoned video cameras and recorders, similar to ones I'd used before - but back in the mid 1970's. Massive video cameras and their portable recorder counterparts, all set up on tripods, and abandoned and untouched for at least 25 years.
Probably still there now.
I love that one. Not necessarily creepy but it opens up a load of questions. A really interesting mystery About 12 years ago me and my partner then were at a wedding in the North where she grew up. Afterwards us and her parents went to visit the place where they grew up, and finding one well broken old house.
Walk towards the door and a cat raced out startling everyone, classic cliché. Upstairs the bedrooms had abandoned video cameras and recorders, similar to ones I'd used before - but back in the mid 1970's. Massive video cameras and their portable recorder counterparts, all set up on tripods, and abandoned and untouched for at least 25 years.
Probably still there now.
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