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As its nearly Halloween has anyone got a creepy story

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Nanna29 Thu 21-Oct-21 12:02:22

Hi I remember years ago my ex mum in law telling me a story. They were cleaning out the loft after living in their house for many years. They found two bassinets that looked Victorian they had twins themselves but they didn't belong to them. The house wasn't that old and the loft she swears was empty when they moved in. Creepy

BlueSky Thu 21-Oct-21 12:26:06

One night my mum in law was in bed still awake, my FIL working nights, when she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. She had no lights in the bedroom only the light from the road. She saw a dark figure walking around the room who eventually left going downstairs again. She was too terrified to move till the morning, when she got up she checked all windows and doors expecting a break in, but everything was locked.

Witzend Thu 21-Oct-21 12:45:25

Sister of a friend of mine, and her dh, bought a house that seemed like a bargain.
Her dh used to leave very early for work, so she’d stay dozing in bed for another hour.
After a few weeks, she became aware of ‘someone’ sitting on the end of the bed. There was no sense of menace, but she felt that ‘it’ was definitely male, and after a while ‘he’ gradually started moving further up the bed.

That was enough - they got someone with ‘the gift’ to take a look.
She said, ‘His name’s Albert and he’s an old soldier.’ She asked him to leave, and he evidently went, because it didn’t happen again.
But at least they knew why the house had been cheap - former owners were in a hurry to get shot of it!

How on earth she waited that long to investigate defeats me, though - I’d have been freaking out from the word go.

Nanna29 Thu 21-Oct-21 13:19:50

They are creepy better than mine lol

flump Thu 21-Oct-21 13:42:39

Many years ago I visited a manor house that was open to the public. I walked into a small ground floor room and, although it was a warm day, suddenly felt cold. I asked at reception if anything untoward had happened in there but, as they didn't know, said they would ask the owner. She told me that, years before, a young man had committed suicide just outside the window in the garden. sad

Grandmabatty Thu 21-Oct-21 15:18:02

My story is spooky but not scary. The night my dear aunt was buried I awoke suddenly. Floating round my bedroom was a small, sphere of blue light. It wasn't coming from outside and I stayed at the end of a cul-de-sac anyway. It moved randomly around the room, above the bed, over to the wardrobe and to the window. I felt a sense of peace when looking at it. I didn't feel at all spooked. I reckon it was my aunt saying goodbye.

agnurse Thu 21-Oct-21 15:46:31

I used to work with two nurses who had seen ghosts.

One worked in the long term care unit of the hospital. One night she had been walking down the hall at 3 a.m. to administer tube feedings to a couple of residents. She saw someone enter their room ahead of her. When she reached the door, she realized it was CLOSED. As in, the man she had seen had walked right through a CLOSED DOOR. Incidentally, she told me that other staff had also experienced unusual happenings in that particular room - for example, they would be caring for a resident, hear a noise, and look up to see the reflection of a man in the mirror, standing next to them. When they turned to look at him, he was gone.

Another nurse I worked with told me of an experience she had had as a child. The doorbell rang one day, and when she answered it, an older woman was standing there. The woman asked my colleague if her mother was in. My colleague said no, she wasn't, and asked if she could take a message. The woman said no, no message. When my colleague told her mother about the encounter, and described the woman, her mother said to her, "That was your grandmother. She died years ago."

Scones Thu 21-Oct-21 16:32:12

We lived in a flat in the basement of a Georgian House which has been a girls' school and a hospital long before being converted to flats.

At night I would often wake to 'see' flames licking over the ceiling and would sometimes be woken by a man whispering my name in my ear - very forcefully so as to wake me, but a whisper all the same I kept it to myself as my husband thinks anything 'ghosty' is nonsense. One week I was away on a course and when I got back my DH said to me, 'Scones, you'll never believe it but whilst you've been away' Well you know what I'm going to say.....he had seen the flames and heard the voice! He described the voice exactly as I had heard it only the 'man' was saying DH's name instead.

We had a little utility room tucked behind the bathroom and people wouldn't go in there as it felt so spooky. Three people, entirely unrelated and on separate occasions said they wouldn't go in there as they felt 'there were women in long white dresses in there'. Years later I looked the place up on the net and found photos of the hospital years with nurses all wearing long white dresses.

NotTooOld Thu 21-Oct-21 16:54:55

When I was a child we lived in half of an old house which had been taken over by the council in the war and turned into three flats, of which my parents had the top flat. To get to the front door from our flat we had to walk down a rather beautiful, wide and shallow staircase. I was about seven or eight at the time and can distinctly remember that sometimes, instead of walking or running down those stairs, I 'floated' without my feet touching the ground. I never told anyone and it didn't always happen but I always knew it might. I've since learned that this is a fairly common experience in young children.

AGAA4 Thu 21-Oct-21 16:57:57

My GM told me about when she went to visit her mother's grave. She sat on a bench nearby in tears and a young woman came to sit beside her. The woman didn't speak but my GM had felt comforted by her presence. She turned away for a second and when she turned back the woman had gone. My GM said there was nowhere she could have gone in such a short time.

Clawdy Sat 23-Oct-21 15:22:25

My grandma said when she was a young girl she got home from work and sat down at the kitchen table with a cup of tea and a biscuit. Something touched her knee and she looked down to see a little hand held out under the table, as if begging for something. She said sharply, "Stop it, Billy!" assuming it was her cheeky little brother. She took another sip of tea, and glanced through the window, and saw Billy happily playing in the back yard. When she looked under the table, and moved the tablecloth, there was nobody there. She said she never forgot the sight of that little hand.

Blossoming Sat 23-Oct-21 16:05:08

I don’t remember much of the events surrounding my brain injury, but I do remembe r very clearly my father telling me it was going to be alright. He had been dead for 7 years. I felt very calm then.

MissAdventure Sat 23-Oct-21 16:21:06

My friends father in law was told he had cancer, just as she had found out she was pregnant.
Her father in law was absolutely determined he would see his grandchild, and he did live until the little girl was 3.
He absolutely doted on her, and she him.

After he had died, the little girl was messing around at the dinner table, fidgeting and pushing her chair back on two legs.

My friend told her off, saying "You're going to fall off that chair in a minute!"
The little girl looked said "Oh, no I won't" then looked st the empty chair next to her and said "I won't, will I grandad?".

Aldom Sat 23-Oct-21 16:40:02

From the age of five I lived in a late Victorian house. Sometimes an elderly lady, hair taken back in a bun and wearing a long black dress, would tuck me up in bed. I felt loved and completely relaxed when I saw her. No one resembling her lived in the house. Just my parents, in their 30's and my younger twin brothers. Eventually I moved into a different room and my brothers shared the room where I used to see the lady. I never told anyone about her. About 35 years later, on the day my mother died, my brothers and I were reminiscing. I told them the story of the lady who tucked me up in bed. One of my brothers looked shocked and said, 'So you saw her too'.
She had also tucked him up after I moved to another bedroom. Who was she? What was she? Does she still visit that old house I wonder.
I still think of her with fondness.

Chakotay Sat 23-Oct-21 19:42:17

A few years back a colleague persuaded me to go on a ghost hunt, it was in a local manor house and had been featured on TV. I really didn't like the organiser she was bossy and full of herself.

There was an ornate staircase, when the group went down it I stayed at the top admiring the wooden balustrade and also looking at the portraits everyone was at the foot of the stairs and there was no-one behind me, miss bossy boots called up to me ' oh doooooo try and keep up' I glared at her and muttered 'I really don't like you' a voice whispered in my ear 'neither do I', I literally ran down those stairs, I didn't say a word to anyone.

There were no other ghost sightings, my colleague was apologetic saying she hoped I would see a spirit, I just said actually I rather think I heard one,

MissAdventure Sat 23-Oct-21 20:52:11

Ooh, that gave me a little shiver!
I love it.

Maywalk Sat 23-Oct-21 21:31:24

Yes I do have a true tale from the 1950s but to tell all that happened might be a bit too lengthy to put on here.

Bellanonna Sat 23-Oct-21 21:49:36

Oh Maywalk now you have to tell us!

MissAdventure Sat 23-Oct-21 23:43:54

Yes.
We insist!
You could do it in installments to build up the suspense.
Please?

Scones Sun 24-Oct-21 10:05:52

Do please tell Maywalk

I agree with MissAdventure could you tell us in installments in the days leading up to Halloween.

I LOVE Halloween.

Witzend Sun 24-Oct-21 11:11:57

Aldom

From the age of five I lived in a late Victorian house. Sometimes an elderly lady, hair taken back in a bun and wearing a long black dress, would tuck me up in bed. I felt loved and completely relaxed when I saw her. No one resembling her lived in the house. Just my parents, in their 30's and my younger twin brothers. Eventually I moved into a different room and my brothers shared the room where I used to see the lady. I never told anyone about her. About 35 years later, on the day my mother died, my brothers and I were reminiscing. I told them the story of the lady who tucked me up in bed. One of my brothers looked shocked and said, 'So you saw her too'.
She had also tucked him up after I moved to another bedroom. Who was she? What was she? Does she still visit that old house I wonder.
I still think of her with fondness.

What a lovely story, Aldom.

Reminds me of younger sister, then only 3, after we’d recently moved house.
We didn’t find out until some time later that one of the former owners - still quite a young woman - had died in childbirth.

Sister used to say that ‘a lady’ used to sit on the end of her bed and smile at her.

And a former owner of dd’s house, a woman who’d brought up 3 children there, had died not long previously - we gathered that it was of a massive stroke, in the house.

Dd has never sensed anything at all, let alone anything creepy, but she’s seen both her first and second babies at around 8-10 months, smiling and waving at someone who wasn’t there.

If there is a presence, it’s evidently very benign. From the first time we viewed it together, the house always had a lovely warm feel - you could tell it had been a happy family home.

Aldom Sun 24-Oct-21 11:32:18

Witzend, thank you for your stories. It's comforting to hear of others having had similar experiences. Later in my life I lived in a house that was over 200 years old. In a room at the back of the house was a huge, gilded mirror, which we removed during the restoration of the house. My husband was gardening one day and a car stopped. The driver came to speak to my husband. He told him that his friend, a doctor, had been to view the house when it was for sale, but had been put off by seeing a woman wearing a long dress, in the gilded mirror. The house had a warm, friendly atmosphere. But sadly, having removed the mirror, we never saw the lady.

Witzend Sun 24-Oct-21 12:23:05

Oh, goodness, I think I’d have been put off by seeing that, too, Aldom!
I don’t quite know why, but for many years as a child and teen I was absolutely terrified at the thought of ghosts. Particularly when we stayed at a GM’s house, where both my GF and GGF had recently died. And they were both lovely old men, so why I was so scared, I have no idea.

Maybe because my GM swore that she’d seen my GF shortly after he died. It was early in the morning when she was still in bed, and having forgotten that he’d died, she thought he was bringing her the usual cup of tea!

I told this story to dh not long after we met.
‘And what did he say?’ Dh said.
In a suitably dark and scary voice he went on, ‘I’m sorry, dear, but the tea’s cold this morning!’ 😂

Boz Sun 24-Oct-21 12:35:47

Walking around Rouen Cathedral I noticed a cowled monk praying at an altar. As I approached he turned towards me and his face was eaten away with leprosy. Shocked, I turned and retreated.

Witzend Wed 27-Oct-21 13:40:42

Was he real, though, poor bloke, or didn’t you stop to check, Boz?
Given that leprosy is relatively easily curable nowadays, presumably it was a ghost you saw.