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We're midway through a kitchen fitting job, just two of us there, and I had to take a day off to complete a speed awareness course. The client is out and so he's left working there alone.
He's a fairly typical builder type of guy, practical straight talking, not prone to flights of fancy.
The house is a nice detached 1970's place, modern and nicely furnished. In no way spooky or unwelcoming.
Anyway he's on his hands and knees fitting a cabinet when out of the corner of his eye he notices that the hallway light is flickering. He turns around to get a proper look and a figure goes past the kitchen door into the lounge. He gets up and goes into the lounge thinking that maybe their teenage son is at home but nobody is there. The light stops flickering and he calls out around the house to see if somebody's home but nobody is at home. Mildly spooked he cracks on with work.
When the client gets home he asks them if there is a problem with the hallway light and they say that it's fine so he drops the subject.
Anyway he goes home and that evening is sitting on the sofa playing with his 4 year old grandson. The grandson says to him "can you see him him grandad" to which he replies " who's that?" , " the ghost from today grandad" . He hadn't mentioned the episode at work to anybody at home and the grandson doesn't normally come out with quotes like this.
Back at work he's quite spooked by his little supernatural experience and is becoming a bit obsessed by the whole thing.
Whadaya reckon ?
Fooooook! Brilliant!
I used to love telling and listening to these kind of stories around the campfire.
That one would put the fear of bejesus into me 🙂
A practical part of one's brain knows this is complete bollocks, but I can recall 2 or 3 instances over the years when something has happened that defies belief.
I think that on STW, there is very little question as to what folk will reckon! 🙂
Christmas spirit?
and I had to take a day off to complete a speed awareness course
It was likely the ghost of the baby robin killed by the incident leading to this
Yup by my reckoning your mate's got about 7 days to make good on his earthly time or else be bound in a chain of his own making for the rest of eternity. Better get buying a massive turkey for the poor family with a lame boy down the road.
If this is a true tale, it's ace. Love it.
I don't understand how anybody can have the audacity to say that paranormal stuff is pure gash.
We know nothing about what happens post-asystole.
I've experienced an episode comprising several events that I cannot rationalise.
I’ve experienced an episode comprising several events that I cannot rationalise.
Oh god, not another Brexit thread......
My house was built in 1810 and has a “warm” feel to it that both myself and wife commented on when we had our first viewing back in 2009.
Things happen. Doors unlock and spring open. Things in other rooms fall over. Smoke alarms have fallen of ceilings and rolled up the stairs.
However, two stand out moments are as follows:
1. All four of us were in a room looking for a lost toy that my lad was getting more and more frantic about… and it came flying in from another room and landed at his feet. Like it had been gently tossed to him.
2. My, then 4 year old, daughter used to say hello to the “Dust People”. My wife asked where they were and got the reply “There’s one stood behind you”.
Sounds like the plot of every M. Night Shyamalan I've ever seen 🙂
Had he been Netflix & chilling night before 😉
My grandad used to have a few ghost stories..
He worked for Britax (at Longbridge IIRC) as a security guard in his later years. The dogs wouldn't go on the top floor at all. They'd just sit and bark..apparently dogs can sense 'spirits'.
He was driving to visit his dying brother in hospital and a figure appeared in the road. He didn't have time to brake and ran through the figure. No impact, no collision...he stopped and couldn't see anything. Got to hospital and his brother had died at about the same time as the figure appeared in the road...
The dog one really freaked me out as I worked in a pub with a small room downstairs that wasn't used much. One night the owners were away and it was dead. No customers at all, just their dog for company. Yep, the dog sat and barked at the top of the stairs all night..
thanks Grandad 🙂
Why ghost? Seems more likely to be aliens to me.
I wouldn't say "paranormal stuff is pure gash" but think it's odd how it never happens when there's any recording or measuring equipment set up to verify what actually happened.
Well, if we are telling ghost stories...
Now I'm an Engineer, possibly the worlds most cynical, boring, dull bloke ever, you get the drift. To me, things are right/wrong, black/white etc. Ghosts....pah.
Our first touring caravan was quite an old one. Never felt strange, always slept soundly in it etc. We were away once, near Sherwood Forest. Totally dark where we were camped.
Lying there one night, our youngest was about 18 months old. He had woken up & was a bit grumbly, & not himself. He settled off to sleep eventually. Before we fell asleep, just lying there talking, the Wife & I watched what can only be described as an orb of light, move slowly from the foot of our bed, down the caravan towards the end where the little one was. No sudden cold, spooky feeling at all. Just then the lad starts to wake again & we distinctly heard someone go "Sssshhh", & he settled straight off to sleep. Lights on, checked the caravan, nothing amiss so we went off to sleep. Fast forward a few months, the caravan was on our drive. I had to pop in late one night to get something. As I turned to leave I glimpsed something. Nothing tangible, just something, a shape is the best I can describe it. But it was more what I felt. Every sense I had told me that sitting there was an old lady. Again, nothing threatening or sinister, felt totally normal.
I didn't tell the Wife until we had sold the caravan a few years later.
Just to clarify, this is absolutely a true story. Not re-telling someone elses tale or telling for Xmas effect.
That's not to say that he definitely saw a ghost though. Even he doesn't refer to it as a ghost.
Our first touring caravan
I'm out
I love this stuff! Keep them coming.
Yeh, but they don’t watch you’re in the bathroom right???
I don’t understand how anybody can have the audacity to say that paranormal stuff is pure gash.
when there's hard proof like the OP and this thread...
what happens post-asystole.
dunno but it sounds painful.
Where's that "I'm not saying it's aliens" gif?
My work is built on an old shipyard where 124 were killed during a launched - ghost all over the place here.....
Loving the haunted caravan though!
Full of Christmas Spirit I reckon.
I’m 50/50 believer. If it happens to me, then that’ll prove it. All I seem to hear are stories or recollections, some so fanciful and some totally believable.
Who ya gonna call ??
My work is built on an old shipyard where 124 were killed during a launch
What happened? I'd be interested in reading about it.
A few years ago the passage light started blinking and then the kitchen door creaked slowly open. After replacing the crap halogen bulb and sorting the draft fromt the garage it never did it again, no flying cuddly toys though.
My daughter tells me that someone pulls her covers back over her at night and it aint me or the wife. She isn't bothered by it and is quite specific that its not a visible presence more a comforting warmth that she has a name for , her cuddly. I'll be honest and say it scares the sh1t into me ! Another 1800s house with some history around it.
We had a few odd things happen when we moved into our new house, strangely centred around dogs.
It's an extended bungalow and we were converting two bottom bedrooms into a kitchen/diner. There was a lot of dust, naturally, so one day I decided to mop the Lino flooring in the hallway. A little later, I noticed a set of what looked to me like wet dog pawprints tracked from the wet hallway, through the dining room and into one corner of the kitchen. Only in one direction though. And we didn't have a dog.
Shortly after, as I was fitting the kitchen, we had a lot of boxes etc. in the dining area. I turned back around and our plaster Jack Russell (don't ask) had been placed squarely in the middle of the dining table. I might have done that, but I'm still certain I didn't.
Also, in the old house, we had a baby monitor in my daughters nursery when she was a baby. We had bare floorboards, so anything could be heard over the monitor. If her dummy dropped out, it was clear downstairs and we could go upstairs and give it back before she noticed it. One night we heard the familiar clatter and I went upstairs to give her back her dummy, only to find that she already had it.
Bruise Willies - are you saying it was dead people? 😉
In the words of Most Haunted's Stuart:
"That's poltergeist activity, that is".
Or Ken Dodd's dad's dog.
Smoke alarms have fallen of ceilings and rolled up the stairs
I would leave and never return to that house...rolled up the stairs...
rolled up the stairs…
Another reason not to buy a house with subsidence.
Rolled up three steps. Turned right on the landing and rolled another 15ft until it stopped under the bedroom window in my lad's room.
We heard the "bump" as it fell, but didn't find it until we were putting him to bed as we had foolishly assumed that it would have rolled down the stairs.
Probably the weirdest thing was the feeling that both myself and wife got during the viewing. We both decided within seconds that we had to live here. We were only looking at it because we were interested in one just up the road and thought that whilst the estate agent was with us we may as well look at it too. The one up the road is bigger, costed less and would probaly have been the better option, but we didn't buy it. The people who sold us this house did instead.
I have a couple. I don't overly talk to my sisters much tend to see them once every couple of years at xmas. Anyway when we were little we would occasionally stay over at our grandparents 3 bed. When my second sister came along I used to stay in the box room and they would share the larger room. I was quite happy as I used to have proper horrible nightmares in that room, about the glass blowing out and being sucked out into the dark. Turns out, despite never mentioning it, both my sisters said they used to have the same nightmares in that room...
More recent a year or so ago out with my 2 year old, its early morning at the local park it has loads of eerie mist about and hardly anyone as its cold (trying to let wife nap). Decide it would be quite atmospheric to walk through the graveyard (Southampton common cemetery) as its pretty spectacular. Its is spooky cool, until my 2 year old points at one particular gothicy gravestone and says 'daddy can we go through that door' - proper chills up spin, hairs on end and picked boy up and legged it!
I would leave and never return to that house…rolled up the stairs…
I rolled up a carpet once
H_T_S - that definitely sounds like the beginnings of a movie plot, you should get writing!
I love your stories about spider towers Harry! keep em coming.
My daughter is T1 Diabetic, so we are always wary of anything to do with her eyes. After the “Dust People” incident we were straight off to the eye hospital to get her checked for “floaters”.
Her eyes were clear and when asked what she saw she said “people that look like dust”. I worked out that she only saw them in certain rooms (her room, my wife’s office and the living room). Our house used to be two cottages until about 1930. She only sees them on one half of it.
This went on for a year or so then she stopped seeing them.
...and ...i've only just relaised this... When the smoke alarm fell if it had gone down the stairs it would have crossed from one house to the other. If it had fallen off the ceiling the way the house was originally configured there would have been no stairs there at all, but there would have been a wall to deflect it towards where it ended up.
Brilliant, I'll be reading these to my wife and daughter tonight!.
If anything goes missing or is moved we just say the "Fred" did it.
My Wife's great great uncle was called Fred. We was killed in WW1 and we have his Death Penny fastened to the wall. Fred had nothing to do with the house, but we blame him anyway.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Memorial_Plaque_(medallion)
We moved into our current house, built around 1890, over ten years ago. Anyway youngest son, who was three at the time. Kept talking about the man on the stairs. First time he came into our room in the middle of the night to ask about the man on the stairs. Ran straight out and nothing there. Checked the whole house and nothing.
Also the house used to randomly smell of pipe smoke. No one smoked, next door neighbours didn't smoke. Bit random.
Not had anything like that for about 5 years now.
Like others have said I'm pretty much black/white in my outlook. If there's no evidence then I generally don't believe in it. However after the above episodes I'm not closed to the concept of spirits, ghosts or whatever.
Ghosts? Don't make me laugh.
This is all the work of fairies.
Just watched that 'Lights out' short and as she plugs the light in and goes back under the covers a pair of glasses fell off the shelf next to me and landed on the desk......... I hardly jumped at all*
*This may not be entirely true
I’ve experienced an episode comprising several events that I cannot rationalise.
we're all struggling to rationalise it
I've only had one incident that I still can't explain to this day. Approx 20 years ago, living alone in a flat I moved into about 4 months prior. I done a complete refurb, took everything back to structure an redid floors, walls, bathroom, kitchen and everything else incluing new doors and windows (at this point only I had keys, it was a brand new lock). Came home one night after work and the curtain pole from the bedroom was lying in the hall with the curtains wrapped up around it. It was lying dead centre longways along the hall which is parallel to the position it started at in the bedroom, only now had a wall between it and it's staring point. I installed it as well, it was solid, screwed into a wooden piece of trim which in turn was screwed into the wall. No signs of the screw holes being damaged, it was as if it had been unscrewed not ripped or fell out. How it managed to get out of the bedroom door, roll itself up and rest in the position it did, I'll never know.
I have interogated just about everyone I know over the years since to see if anyone could have done it. If it was a practical joke then it must be up there with the best ever. There was no other signs of anything else either at the time nor since.