Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?

blinding

Chancer3001 wrote: »

i have a random qustion that i admit is off topic but is related to an above post.

When you look back at your own memories....do you see out through your own eyes? Or do you see a 3rd party looking at you experiencing the memory?

Its always been the 3rd party style for me. I have no memories at all where I see through my own eyes.

Like if I think back to this morning at the dentist, I dont see out through the dentists glasses, I see it from the side, or from above, of me being in the dentist chair. Can see my arms and torso and legs etc.

Interesting question !

Church on Tuesday

Great thread.

When I was about 5 years old, I woke in the middle of the night to see a figure standing in the corner of my room. At first I thought is was my father who was working a night shift at the time, so naturally I got up to greet him, the room was mostly dark save for some moonlight sneaking in through the curtains.

I got up to run over to my father but quickly released though that this was not my father, but rather a total stranger. This man was just standing there staring dead ahead. He didn't move once. His eyes were soulless.

This figure or apparition was dressed in clothing from, I would guess, the 1930s. His hair was kind of slicked I think, he wore a white shirt, a waistcoat and tan trousers and had a mustache.

Naturally not knowing what the hell was going on, being only five, I screamed the house down and was inconsolable. My mother was asleep in the same room and brought me down to the kitchen were my father had returned from work.

They basically tried to calm me down and tired to pass it off as a bad dream, but in all honesty what I saw was too detailed to be a dream, and perhaps that's all it was but it has always stayed with me. it's hard to explain but sometimes you just know you've seen something that isn't quite right. It was something of a mildly stormy night and we then heard a loud bang come from upstairs.

My mother looked at my father and he back to her, to say they looked quietly terrified would be an understatement.

I never slept in that room again. Even now, as a 31 year old grown man, I'm not afraid to admit I flinch just a little if I have to go into that room, In fact I'm getting the creeps just writing this.

Nothing else happening in the house, but the general area is known to be paranormal.

Fran1985

MUFC91CS wrote: »

So I'm in a part of the world where it is currently the morning of the 1st of November. When me and the girlfriend went out to the car to leave for work this morning at 07:30 every single car window was fully down. We definitely did not leave it this was last night as it was raining. All four are electric windows and cannot not be opened without the keys and the keys were in the house with us. Maybe it could be some electrical fault but this never happened before so now idea why it would happen on Halloween night. Absolutely rattled to say the least. 

Also when i got home from work Tuesday evening the big garage door and side garage door were also open. There is absolutely nothing in the garage so we don't lock these doors so we figured this could be an attempted robbery or one of our mates playing a trick but it is impossible to do this with the car windows.

Sometimes if u hold ur open/lock button on key it opens all the windows. I lay on mine one night on the sofa. Didnt realise this until next morning. When i got up the car was drenched. Quick google, lesson learned

The garage thing is probably a burglary of some sorts

Quazzie

MUFC91CS wrote: »

So I'm in a part of the world where it is currently the morning of the 1st of November. When me and the girlfriend went out to the car to leave for work this morning at 07:30 every single car window was fully down. We definitely did not leave it this was last night as it was raining. All four are electric windows and cannot not be opened without the keys and the keys were in the house with us. Maybe it could be some electrical fault but this never happened before so now idea why it would happen on Halloween night. Absolutely rattled to say the least. 

Also when i got home from work Tuesday evening the big garage door and side garage door were also open. There is absolutely nothing in the garage so we don't lock these doors so we figured this could be an attempted robbery or one of our mates playing a trick but it is impossible to do this with the car windows.

You accidentally sat on your keys and held the unlock button. This lets down all the windows on your car. Mystery solved.

sbsquarepants

Candie wrote: »

Humans are meant to shut down in the dark and be active in the light, it's one of the reasons why people with a later chronotype (night owls) tend to die a bit younger.
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It's the auld correlation / causation conundrum again innit.
I think you'll find that night owls also tend to partake in more "shenanigans" shall we say than their early rising brethren.
I'd say that could well be your culprit right there:D

jiltloop

MUFC91CS wrote: »

So I'm in a part of the world where it is currently the morning of the 1st of November. When me and the girlfriend went out to the car to leave for work this morning at 07:30 every single car window was fully down. We definitely did not leave it this was last night as it was raining. All four are electric windows and cannot not be opened without the keys and the keys were in the house with us. Maybe it could be some electrical fault but this never happened before so now idea why it would happen on Halloween night. Absolutely rattled to say the least.

Also when i got home from work Tuesday evening the big garage door and side garage door were also open. There is absolutely nothing in the garage so we don't lock these doors so we figured this could be an attempted robbery or one of our mates playing a trick but it is impossible to do this with the car windows.

Mad coincidence but this happened to me the other morning, I think it was Sunday. Looked out the window when I came downstairs and saw that every window on my car was fully down! I went out to the car and it was locked so I couldn't figure it out.

After a bit of a google search (expecting to be planning a trip to the garage to get some faulty electrics fixed), I discovered that almost all car key fobs have a feature where if you press the unlock button once then press it again and hold it all of the windows in the car go down automatically. This is apparently a feature which allows you to get the windows down quickly during the summer when the car is roasting without having to wait until you get in and get the keys in the ignition.

*I see others have explained above!

Pintman Paddy Losty

MUFC91CS wrote: »

So I'm in a part of the world where it is currently the morning of the 1st of November. When me and the girlfriend went out to the car to leave for work this morning at 07:30 every single car window was fully down. We definitely did not leave it this was last night as it was raining. All four are electric windows and cannot not be opened without the keys and the keys were in the house with us. Maybe it could be some electrical fault but this never happened before so now idea why it would happen on Halloween night. Absolutely rattled to say the least. 

Also when i got home from work Tuesday evening the big garage door and side garage door were also open. There is absolutely nothing in the garage so we don't lock these doors so we figured this could be an attempted robbery or one of our mates playing a trick but it is impossible to do this with the car windows.

What has happened is you have sat on your key fob button causing all the windows to come down.

Mr.Wemmick

gerrybbadd wrote: »

Amazing stuff. There's a great book by Dr. Jeffrey Long, "Evidence of the Afterlife" where he investigates near death experiences. It seems many (if not all) experience similar feelings and situations such as your friend did. Being able to see all around you, in a full 360 degree. Knowing everything you could want to.

A friend of ours lost her husband a few years ago and something similar happened to her.

He spent the last few days of his life in a hospice - he had moved from hospital to a hospice so hadn't been home in weeks. He was slipping in and out of consciousness, but when he was awake, he would ask her questions about home or about something she did, which he could not have known about as he hadn't been with her or been physical present the house.

After he died and the funeral was over, when the grief and stress of her finances, paperwork had subsided, she had the emotional and mental time to revisit and be gobsmacked about some of the things he had asked her before he died.

In the days before his death, she had taken money out their joint account and had put some cash in a safe place at home. He told her not to put the money in X place, but put it in another tucked away spot in the house. No way he would've have known that, she said. He also asked her bizarrely if she got new curtains yet to replace the ones that had fallen down - the curtains came undone the day before.

There were a few little small details he mentioned too, stuff that she didn't tell him, conversations she had had with people, things she would never have dreamed of telling him as he was so sick, but he seemed to know about anyway. She is not at all religious either and a very matter-of-fact person, so found it all very baffling and peculiar.

368100

My best friend's dad passed away a few years ago, I spent a lot of time in the house so would have been close enough to him.

A few days after he died, I had a dream where he sat me down and made sure I was going to tell the family that he was ok, in a good place etc. Now I just put it down to a dream but when I told the family, they really believed that it was him, despite being sceptics before any of this. I thought maybe it was just comfort to them to think it and it'd be forgotten but it hasn't....years later they still go on like I was talking to him..and that he probably didnt come to any of them so as not to upset them

Alicano

Cool thread

I'll start by declaring that I don't believe in anything spiritual, paranormal or afterlives etc etc. I use science, logic, randomness and math probability for my explanations.

Anyhow. My little story. I have an old valve radio belonging to my parents that I finally got repaired 6 weeks ago. They had it their whole married lives so since '66 but it hadn't worked in years. I'd say about 15-20 years or more since it worked properly.
For story purposes, my Mum died two years ago and was cremated.
Fast forward to me collecting the radio. Chap is explaining what he done, safety aspects and all that. He turns it on. We wait for it to warm up. He then presses one of those chunky grey buttons (he had a choice of 6) for preset frequencies. Dial jumps to what was Lyric FM. And bang! What comes on only the song that was played as my Mum was cremated! Very very weird and I was silent for a few seconds. I took out my phone and recorded video as I knew my siblings would want proof.
I took it as complete randomness. Just a song played on the radio nothing else. But the odds. The very very long odds and sequences that needed to be in place for that song out of a million songs to be played at that time was mad.
My siblings and my girlfriend all reckon that Mum was simply saying hello. Which when you are missing someone will make sense and feel warm.
I'll leave it up to you. Very very random. Not super scary or ghostly sorry! Although the radio guy was slightly freaked
But a nice little story I hope

Shop40

I’m a 40 year old woman. About 20 years ago, a good friend died instantly in an accident. We were friends from college and had graduated a year before. Anyway, I was very fond of him and devastated to hear of his death.

I won’t identify him, so I will call him Mark from Waterford. Mark had just started working as a teacher.

I found out the night before the funeral, and I wasn’t able to get there, despite begging my dad to bring me. He didn’t like long drives !
I felt so bad that I wasn’t there to pay my respects.
Anyway, cut to three weeks after the funeral. I’m in Dublin for the day, as I had a job interview. I’m from the country and after the interview, I was making my way down Middle Abbey Street to Bus Aras to get the bus home. It was the evening rush, around 5:30pm and the pavement was thick with people. Out of nowhere a young man, who looked about late twenties started talking to me alongside me. He was well dressed and smiling at me. I think he started by asking me how I was. I, not being used to being ‘in town’ didn’t engage in the conversation and tried to brush him off.

After a few seconds, he starts telling me he’s a teacher and he’s from Waterford! As this is sinking in, he stops in his tracks and said something like “sure I’ll let you go”, all very friendly. Then he shouts after me “my name’s Mark by the way!”. I stopped and turned around, I couldn’t see him anymore.

Coincidence? I don’t know. But it’s always stayed with me.

Sephiroth_dude

Shop40 wrote: »

I’m a 40 year old woman. About 20 years ago, a good friend died instantly in an accident. We were friends from college and had graduated a year before. Anyway, I was very fond of him and devastated to hear of his death.

I won’t identify him, so I will call him Mark from Waterford. Mark had just started working as a teacher.

I found out the night before the funeral, and I wasn’t able to get there, despite begging my dad to bring me. He didn’t like long drives !
I felt so bad that I wasn’t there to pay my respects.
Anyway, cut to three weeks after the funeral. I’m in Dublin for the day, as I had a job interview. I’m from the country and after the interview, I was making my way down Middle Abbey Street to Bus Aras to get the bus home. It was the evening rush, around 5:30pm and the pavement was thick with people. Out of nowhere a young man, who looked about late twenties started talking to me alongside me. He was well dressed and smiling at me. I think he started by asking me how I was. I, not being used to being ‘in town’ didn’t engage in the conversation and tried to brush him off.

After a few seconds, he starts telling me he’s a teacher and he’s from Waterford! As this is sinking in, he stops in his tracks and said something like “sure I’ll let you go”, all very friendly. Then he shouts after me “my name’s Mark by the way!”. I stopped and turned around, I couldn’t see him anymore.

Coincidence? I don’t know. But it’s always stayed with me.

That's more common than you think, Probably his way of letting you know he's ok, I've heard of similar stories where people have seen loved ones/friends on the opposite side of the street or they'll get phone calls with their loved telling them there ok.

Shop40

Sephiroth_dude wrote: »

That's more common than you think, Probably his way of letting you know he's ok, I've heard of similar stories where people have seen loved ones/friends on the opposite side of the street or they'll get phone calls with their loved telling them there ok.

Thank you, this is what I hope.

patsy_mccabe

Sephiroth_dude wrote: »

That's more common than you think, Probably his way of letting you know he's ok, I've heard of similar stories where people have seen loved ones/friends on the opposite side of the street or they'll get phone calls with their loved telling them there ok.

Jeez, I was told the exact same story once. Guy I knew who got a phone call from a close friend who had commited suicide, to say that he was ok.

Ger Roe

Alicano wrote: »

Cool thread

I'll start by declaring that I don't believe in anything spiritual, paranormal or afterlives etc etc. I use science, logic, randomness and math probability for my explanations.

Anyhow. My little story. I have an old valve radio belonging to my parents that I finally got repaired 6 weeks ago. They had it their whole married lives so since '66 but it hadn't worked in years. I'd say about 15-20 years or more since it worked properly.
For story purposes, my Mum died two years ago and was cremated.
Fast forward to me collecting the radio. Chap is explaining what he done, safety aspects and all that. He turns it on. We wait for it to warm up. He then presses one of those chunky grey buttons (he had a choice of 6) for preset frequencies. Dial jumps to what was Lyric FM. And bang! What comes on only the song that was played as my Mum was cremated! Very very weird and I was silent for a few seconds. I took out my phone and recorded video as I knew my siblings would want proof.
I took it as complete randomness. Just a song played on the radio nothing else. But the odds. The very very long odds and sequences that needed to be in place for that song out of a million songs to be played at that time was mad.
My siblings and my girlfriend all reckon that Mum was simply saying hello. Which when you are missing someone will make sense and feel warm.
I'll leave it up to you. Very very random. Not super scary or ghostly sorry! Although the radio guy was slightly freaked
But a nice little story I hope

I have recently experienced something similar.

When my dad died, we were arranging his funeral and my mam mentioned that he had sang a song to her in the church on their wedding day and she would like it played during his funeral mass.

This was news to me, as I had never ever heard dad sing a note, and at first I thought she was dreaming, but other relatives that were at their wedding (55 years ago) confirmed that he had sung a song in the aisle and after a bit of research with some partially remembered lyrics we tracked it down to being 'Because' by Mario Lanza. We downloaded the track and mam got her request at the end of the funeral mass, although on hearing the song I still couldn't believe that dad had actually sung it.

Three weeks later, I was making my way to the deaths registry office to conclude the necessary paperwork and obtain a death cert. When I got there, the office was closed for lunch. Since I had half an hour to spare, I wandered into a nearby charity shop. Dad and I would often buy each other bits and pieces in these shops and it was a long standing family joke that we always bought rubbish that only the two of us could possibly be interested in. It seemed very appropriate to me that I should spend a few minutes in a charity shop, while waiting to do a final duty for my dad.

On entering the shop, I noticed a scruffy box of old 7 inch single records and pulled out one at random. I nearly dropped when I looked at the label and saw that it was an original recording of Mario Lanza singing 'Because'. I bought the record after the initial shock wore off and I brought it home to mam. When she asked where I got it, I told her dad gave it to me and it was for her.

I think the odds of me finding that particular record at that exact time are too much for it to be a total coincidence and I am choosing to believe that it was a message from my dad. I never believed in such influences before, but this was so appropriate on so many levels that I think there has to be more to it.

Sephiroth_dude

patsy_mccabe wrote: »

Jeez, I was told the exact same story once. Guy I knew who got a phone call from a close friend who had commited suicide, to say that he was ok.

Shop40 wrote: »

Thank you, this is what I hope.

Always seems to happen when you least expect it too.

I heard of another story of a woman driving on the m50 and her friend had died recently and she never got to say goodbye and was feeling pretty down and was thinking of her friend at that moment, anyway she was stuck in traffic on the m50 and who pulls up beside her only her friend and she waves at her and then traffic started moving and she tried to keep up with the car but she couldn't.

valoren

Not unnerving but more co-incidental.

Went for a weekend away to Kildare a month ago. We planned to go to the Whitewater shopping centre and while waiting to park in the traffic queue I was talking with my wife about looking forward to seeing First Man, the Neil Armstrong biopic and by way of conversation asked her if she remembered that old song from the 90's, Sleeping Satellite by Tamsin Archer. She vaguely remembered how it went, but remembered it as a good song. It wouldn't currently get a lot of air time. I said it was actually a song about the Apollo missions but I recently got the grasp of what she was singing about. While waiting she started to look it up on youtube but through a combination of a slow connection and the traffic starting to move, we forgot about it while parking up the car. While in the shopping centre we both went to use the bathroom. I'm washing my hands while the radio is playing and guess what starts playing on the radio. I walk out to meet her and we both laugh at the coincidence. I guess rationally with the new film, it must have gotten a new lease of airplay.

Tell me how

valoren wrote: »

Not unnerving but more co-incidental.

Went for a weekend away to Kildare a month ago. We planned to go to the Whitewater shopping centre and while waiting to park in the traffic queue I was talking with my wife about looking forward to seeing First Man, the Neil Armstrong biopic and by way of conversation asked her if she remembered that old song from the 90's, Sleeping Satellite by Tamsin Archer. She vaguely remembered how it went, but remembered it as a good song. It wouldn't currently get a lot of air time. I said it was actually a song about the Apollo missions but I recently got the grasp of what she was singing about. While waiting she started to look it up on youtube but through a combination of a slow connection and the traffic starting to move, we forgot about it while parking up the car. While in the shopping centre we both went to use the bathroom. I'm washing my hands while the radio is playing and guess what starts playing on the radio. I walk out to meet her and we both laugh at the coincidence. I guess rationally with the new film, it must have gotten a new lease of airplay.

Experiences like that are very interesting.

Synchronicity

Examples of synchronicity would be a random conversation between passersby that appear to address your own inner questions; sequences of events that completely escape a daily routine and lead you to unexpected new circumstances; or a music in the radio that accompanies a unique moment you’re living. Events that occur and co-incide together, related by meaning rather than ‘visible’ cause.

I had a similar experience some years ago. Was listening to the radio and heard a track. Took my phone to text my friend the message, '2fm' that was it. Immediately after I sent the message and went back to the home screen, I noticed I had just received a message while sending mine. From the friend. '2fm'.

The two of us had been listening to the radio in separate locations, heard a track, thought of the other person and sent the exact same message, virtually simultaneously.
I've often thought of that moment as an indication of how connected we were.

This also relates to a common enough experience where we see a real life event and use it to give meaning to our decision making.

The right path

Jung believed that synchronicities mirror deep psychological processes, carry messages the way dreams do, and take on meaning and provide guidance to the degree they correspond to emotional states and inner experiences.

For example, you’re trying to decide whether to say yes or no to a particular opportunity, and while driving on the freeway someone suddenly cuts in front of you and you notice the bumper sticker: Just Do It!

I think the concept of synchronicity is key to the thought process for people reading their horoscopes and then feeling that they are actually relevant.

thewolfisloose

Although I'm diminishing the sincerity a little bit, I assure you what I write to be true. My mam often tells this story herself!

I was perhaps 5 or 6? I had just started junior infants and it was some night in the middle of the week.

My mam woke up in the pitch black of her bedroom. She says she had felt a presence in the room. There I am, standing beside her bed with a large bread knife, eyes-open, looking at her. She asked me what I was doing at that point, and I said something about "going back to bed". She got out of the bed, took the knife from me and put me back to bed.

I had gone downstairs in the middle of the night and taken a knife from the kitchen, from where I couldn't reach, went upstairs and stood beside the bed (still have no idea for how long). I remember nothing.

I've been told I was sleepwalking. I've have had one other notable instance of sleepwalking in my past, although not to the extent of what's described above. I'm quite amazed and glad that the parents decided against putting me down with my pillow the following evening.

Ipso

Tell me how wrote: »

Experiences like that are very interesting.

Synchronicity



I had a similar experience some years ago. Was listening to the radio and heard a track. Took my phone to text my friend the message, '2fm' that was it. Immediately after I sent the message and went back to the home screen, I noticed I had just received a message while sending mine. From the friend. '2fm'.

The two of us had been listening to the radio in separate locations, heard a track, thought of the other person and sent the exact same message, virtually simultaneously.
I've often thought of that moment as an indication of how connected we were.

This also relates to a common enough experience where we see a real life event and use it to give meaning to our decision making.

The right path



I think the concept of synchronicity is key to the thought process for people reading their horoscopes and then feeling that they are actually relevant.

On a drive I was listening to More than This by Roxy Music, I ended up stopping at a traffic light.
The car in front of me was a Toyota Avalon and the street name was Strand.

fryup

^^^^^^^^^^^^

.............and let me guess the driver was Bryan Ferry ?? or is that stretching it?

Ipso

fryup wrote: »

^^^^^^^^^^^^

.............and let me guess the driver was Bryan Ferry ?? or is that stretching it?

Ah now, I'm not Grace.

fryup

^^^^^^^^^^^^^

wha

ArnoldJRimmer

thewolfisloose wrote: »

Although I'm diminishing the sincerity a little bit, I assure you what I write to be true. My mam often tells this story herself!

I was perhaps 5 or 6? I had just started junior infants and it was some night in the middle of the week.

My mam woke up in the pitch black of her bedroom. She says she had felt a presence in the room. There I am, standing beside her bed with a large bread knife, eyes-open, looking at her. She asked me what I was doing at that point, and I said something about "going back to bed". She got out of the bed, took the knife from me and put me back to bed.

I had gone downstairs in the middle of the night and taken a knife from the kitchen, from where I couldn't reach, went upstairs and stood beside the bed (still have no idea for how long). I remember nothing.

I've been told I was sleepwalking. I've have had one other notable instance of sleepwalking in my past, although not to the extent of what's described above. I'm quite amazed and glad that the parents decided against putting me down with my pillow the following evening.

I used to sleepwalk regularly as a kid. When I was about 12, I walked into the living room, where my older sisters, parents and aunts had just arrived back from the pub. Apparently I started swearing profusely at one of my older sisters after she asked me what I was doing out of bed. Then turned around and left the room again. The funny part is that no one noticed I was sleepwalking, they just though I was being an ignorant little boll!x

bubbles o hara

My mother had been in hospital for several months before her death. Two nights before her funeral, I was alone in the house and trying to find an appropriate reading for her mass. I was reading the poems aloud to 'hear' what they sounded like. On the 4/5th poem, her stair lift,which hadn't been used since she left the house, beeped several times. At first it scared me a little, then I got a lovely warm feeling inside. I asked aloud if she liked that particular poem..and the chair beeped again. So it was read at her funeral mass.

Yes, there could be a rational explanation, but the chair had never beeped before that night, and it's never beeped since.

It gives me great comfort to think she was helping me to pick the reading.

MANUTD99

Does anybody have any info on this place ? I don't believe for the most part any of this nonsense but I know what I heard & I believe my father ..


wondering if anyone has some insight to this place. Linden Hall Blackrock. I think apartments are there now. my father used to work for a security company in the 90's and the got the keys to Linden Hall to do regular security checks.

The building had been previously been used by nuns I think. I used to go with my dad as he drove around different places his company were looking after and I went with him the first time he went to Linden Hall. I was about 12/13/14 at the time. This was huge building and big grounds surrounding. Anyways I went with my dad into the building and went around exploring all the rooms. After I while I split from my dad and went my own way checking all the rooms. I started hearing this hammering noise as if someone was using a hammer. This went on and on and really loud. I wasn't scared as I didn't think anything of it. I finally met up with my dad again and he mentioned the hammering also. We went home and I never thought about it again. He never let me go back to that place though.

Years later he told me many more stories about the place. They alarm was always going off and he had to go out several times a night. The alarm panel was always going off in the same zone but there was never anything there. For some reason on one particular night, the fire brigade came out. They became interested in using the building for training purposes. My dad got talking to one of the fire staff and he mentioned the building had several uses over the years. Eamonn De Velera had died in the place as it was at one stage it was a convalescent home. My dad mentioned the trouble he was having. Straight away this man said the building was haunted by a particular person (can't think of his name now). Before the convalescent home he was told it was an orphanage and there was a gardener/maintenance worker who supposedly molested the children.

My dad rotated his shift with another bloke who I knew at the time. He used to drop the car off to my dad when he finished so my dad had the car for his shift. Anyway, one day he dropped to keys off to the aul fella and he was quite nervous. He said he had been up on the top floor of Linden Hall and seen a hat on the ground. He went to pick it up and a man just walked by him a the disappeared. (That's the story he told him anyway)

Also we used to have a German Shepard. Was a great dog. The auld fella used to bring him to work sometimes but he howled and refused to go into the building. My dad them tried to bring some of the security dogs they had. One was a tough little bitch called Sheeba. She was a rotweiller and I was terrorfied of the dog. She howled also a refused to go into the building as well.

My father died a few years ago but today I was reading another thread and got me thinking about Linden Hall again. My father was in the army for over 20 years before he worked for that security company. I have never seen him spooked by anything in his life. Even when he was dying of cancer he took it on the chin. He became the only staff member of the security company that would go into that building alone and at night. He was never a spoofer and was of the belief of speaking only if there was something interesting to say (he was a quiet sort)

As mentioned earlier I think they ended up knocking down this place and building apartments and I have never been there since that 1 night many years ago but I would love to know if anybody had any history on the place.

Day Lewin

It was at one time a nursing home where TB patients were nursed, on open-air verandahs as was the latest thing at that time. The fresh air was supposed to be a cure for the lungs. I think it was both adults and children. Certainly would have made it easy for a nefarious gardener to gain access, I suppose.

After that it was an old folks home - several very well-known people went there for their last years.

Yes, apartments have been built on the site and a member of my family lived in one of them for years (in the main-house part)
They never reported anything odd: except the basement flooding in heavy rain, lol.

I know the neighbourhood well but have never heard any rumours of haunting. Must ask a few of the locals!

Gonad

Great thread

One that really got to me and i still think of it to this day

My grandfather was very sick and we knew he didn’t have long left. I got the call while working , I was walking along the path on Clogher road towards the canal in Dublin .
I just started to cry and sat on the edge of the curb bawling and thinking that he was gone and wondering where he was and if he could see me sitting there crying

While crying out load I started to think to myself that if he could see me here crying to give me some sort of sign ...
I looked up to the sky to see if anything appeared in the clouds but nothing . As I got up to walk away from the path something caught my eye on the ground .

It was a silver medal of Jesus on the cross . I got the nicest feeling from it . To this day I think maybe it was just a coincendence but still what’s the chances I got the call at hat moment and sat in that exact place . Who knows really .....

PaddyWilliams

patsy_mccabe wrote: »

Jeez, I was told the exact same story once. Guy I knew who got a phone call from a close friend who had commited suicide, to say that he was ok.

Reminds me of when my brother died back in 1992. On the night he died, his not too long ex girlfriend awoke in the middle of the night to see my brother standing in her room, just smiling at her. Think they may have broken up on not so great terms. She had no idea he had died, no one did at all until the next morning. When she heard the next day she just felt that it had been his way of saying goodbye and apologising. Who knows?

Ubbquittious

Here is a strange one. I used to live in Donegal back in 2012. Was quite friendly with a girlie living up there at the time but we had a bit of a falling out and I went back to Cork shortly afterwards.

Bout two years ago I drove back up to Donegal for a day, met her in a shop that same day, had lost her number hadn't heard from her in years. Gave her a lift back to her house (she doesn't drive, I think)

Then the other day heading into work, way back in the backarse of Co. Kerry I find myself behind a car - I am never behind a car - the roads are blissfully empty here. Then the car stops at a crossroads so I could have a good look at the reg

12-DL and it had her name where it should say "Dun na nGall"

Wanderer2010

This is a strange one, and Im not sure its paranormal but ill never forget it. I was having Sunday lunch with the folks a few weeks ago in a lovely country pub that we had been to many times before so we knew many of the faces there. So we were in the back of the pub chatting away, it was nice and busy but not absolutely packed.
People were coming and going and all of a sudden, a man about mid to late 40s kind of scruffy with an odd hairstyle comes in, looks around as if looking for a seat and when he locks eyes with me, the hairs on the back of my neck just stand on end and theres a distinct ripple of pure cold down my spine. He doesn't keep eye contact and then turns and walks out. My skin was crawling with Goosebumps and I felt distinctly unsettled. All this happened in the space of about 5-10 seconds and my folks didn't even notice. I try to shake it off as maybe I just sense something bad in him but ive never had that experience before with anyone. When I went up to the till to pay for my meal, I notice that the same guy is sitting near me with his family eating dinner and again, I get cold and my skin starts to prick again and I sense there is something extremely bad about this person. I paid up and left as soon as I can.

Very odd, ive never been psychic or got a particular sense about someone but this guy made my blood run cold and I haven't the slightest idea why!

sashafierce

Ubbquittious wrote: »

Here is a strange one. I used to live in Donegal back in 2012. Was quite friendly with a girlie living up there at the time but we had a bit of a falling out and I went back to Cork shortly afterwards.

Bout two years ago I drove back up to Donegal for a day, met her in a shop that same day, had lost her number hadn't heard from her in years. Gave her a lift back to her house (she doesn't drive, I think)

Then the other day heading into work, way back in the backarse of Co. Kerry I find myself behind a car - I am never behind a car - the roads are blissfully empty here. Then the car stops at a crossroads so I could have a good look at the reg

12-DL and it had her name where it should say "Dun na nGall"

Confused, her name was on her reg?

Thatnastyboy

sashafierce wrote: »

Confused, her name was on her reg?

Is her name a number?

OldMrBrennan83

He means here:

Graces7

Wanderer2010 wrote: »

This is a strange one, and Im not sure its paranormal but ill never forget it. I was having Sunday lunch with the folks a few weeks ago in a lovely country pub that we had been to many times before so we knew many of the faces there. So we were in the back of the pub chatting away, it was nice and busy but not absolutely packed.
People were coming and going and all of a sudden, a man about mid to late 40s kind of scruffy with an odd hairstyle comes in, looks around as if looking for a seat and when he locks eyes with me, the hairs on the back of my neck just stand on end and theres a distinct ripple of pure cold down my spine. He doesn't keep eye contact and then turns and walks out. My skin was crawling with Goosebumps and I felt distinctly unsettled. All this happened in the space of about 5-10 seconds and my folks didn't even notice. I try to shake it off as maybe I just sense something bad in him but ive never had that experience before with anyone. When I went up to the till to pay for my meal, I notice that the same guy is sitting near me with his family eating dinner and again, I get cold and my skin starts to prick again and I sense there is something extremely bad about this person. I paid up and left as soon as I can.

Very odd, ive never been psychic or got a particular sense about someone but this guy made my blood run cold and I haven't the slightest idea why!

It is a gift, simply

Have had this twice since I came here, both times totally against reason apparently.
Both times a valid warning for me and others. Which was heeded.

Pintman Paddy Losty

Graces7 wrote: »

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It is a gift, simply

Have had this twice since I came here, both times totally against reason apparently.
Both times a valid warning for me and others. Which was heeded.

How do you know it was valid?

Day Lewin

Pintman Paddy Losty wrote: »

How do you know it was valid?

Sometimes that sense of danger literally prickles the skin.

It may be a subliminal sense of smell, or detecting an electrical field, or something else - I don't know what:
but women, especially, DO know - you can sense that "being watched" feeling - look around - and see the man watching with a steady, hunter's gaze -
Get out of there fast. This is a real animal warning system of threat or hostility - (or maybe just sexual interest, sometimes) - but it should never be ignored: it is a real thing.

Mr.Wemmick

Wanderer2010 wrote: »

This is a strange one, and Im not sure its paranormal but ill never forget it. I was having Sunday lunch with the folks a few weeks ago in a lovely country pub that we had been to many times before so we knew many of the faces there. So we were in the back of the pub chatting away, it was nice and busy but not absolutely packed.
People were coming and going and all of a sudden, a man about mid to late 40s kind of scruffy with an odd hairstyle comes in, looks around as if looking for a seat and when he locks eyes with me, the hairs on the back of my neck just stand on end and theres a distinct ripple of pure cold down my spine. He doesn't keep eye contact and then turns and walks out. My skin was crawling with Goosebumps and I felt distinctly unsettled. All this happened in the space of about 5-10 seconds and my folks didn't even notice. I try to shake it off as maybe I just sense something bad in him but ive never had that experience before with anyone. When I went up to the till to pay for my meal, I notice that the same guy is sitting near me with his family eating dinner and again, I get cold and my skin starts to prick again and I sense there is something extremely bad about this person. I paid up and left as soon as I can.

Very odd, ive never been psychic or got a particular sense about someone but this guy made my blood run cold and I haven't the slightest idea why!

Teaching teenage boys a few years back in south London and I got the same feeling from a kid, and actually everyone did. Big for his age and bigger than all the other boys, but that wasn't it: you just couldn't control him, he didn't care and when he walked into the classroom all the kids went quiet. Weird and very spooky.

I distinctly remember the chat I had about him with a senior colleague and he told me the kid was amoral, unpredictable and all the kids was afraid of him - funny he never commented on fearful teachers. :eek:
Anyway, he was expelled soon after so that was that.. but I was with my husband on a train a few years later and saw him get on. I immediately slunk down in the seat and hid. My husband couldn't get over it, me a strong female take-no-nonsense teacher, but this kid gave me the heebeegeebees. I never felt that about a kid before or since.

I wonder what happened to him.

ouxbbkqtswdfaw

I used to visit my aunt every fortnight to bring her food etc as she was unable to go to the shops herself. Her husband had died thirty years earlier. On one visit she told me that her husband had visited her in her bedroom. She said that he was dressed all in white. He didn't say anything but sat down on the side of the bed. I asked her how did she know she wasn't dreaming, and she replied that she felt the mattress go down when he sat on the bed.

razorblunt

Randomnly recalled a story this morning.
We were on holiday and met a lovely American couple, we'd meet them for a few drinks so there were good chats and we got to know them well.

Can't remember how we got onto the subject but the husband told a story.
They own and run a farm that also doubles up as a venue for functions, rural but not too rural (1hr to a City, 15 minutes to the town etc).
He was home one afternoon and felt a bit under the weather so rather than have a power nap on the couch decided to head to bed for an hour.

Some time later he woke, groggily to what he though was someone coming up the stairs to the bedroom, he thought maybe he was dreaming it or imagining it due to the illness being worse, he knew it wouldn't be the wife coming back as it was too early. Anyway he stayed still for a minute and he could know make out it was a male figure. It got to the top of the stairs, looked around and made its way over to the chest of drawers. For some reason he hadn't copped the guy was in bed. The husband actually recognised the guy as the neighour from 2 houses over (2 houses could be a mile apart) so he calmly said "Tom, don't be too alarmed but I'm actually here, I don't care what you're doing, I don't want to know, just turn around and get out of my house, I won't call the cops".

He said the guy stood for what felt like ages without saying anything, so the husband felt compelled to say "You know I have guns, don't make take it out". The figure nodded slowly without really looking at him and calmly looked back without even throwing a glance back. He said the slow walk down the stairs and out was the scariest part.
Really left him shook but he didn't want to worry the wife but obviously had to. They installed more security cameras after that.
Never mentioned it to the guy, he acted like it never happened. Though the wife did say it explained why her undies were going missing and they eventually found out from chats with others that it wasn't his first time.

PaddyWilliams

Thatnastyboy wrote: »

Is her name a number?

Yeah, she's 11 from Stranger Things

DanMurphy

Had a dream last night about the olde days when we were kids.
Strange dream to have really.
Was laughing about it this morning when a call came in to say my sister just died in England.
(RIP sis)

New Home

Sorry for your loss, Dan.

M.T. Cranium

Not since the alien abduction and month long probe, it's been a quiet stretch.

Mam of 4

So sorry for your loss

DanMurphy

Thanks guys.
It's been a hell of a bad luck year.
Be glad to see the back of 2018.

Shadow1983

Sorry for your loss Dan, I hope your dream brought you some happy memories.

aslanroars

My mom s dad died when she was a kid .and she said he set on her bed before she knew he was dead .anyway all through my life my mom was in and out of hospital. She always said her dad would appear so she knew she be ok .well one time my mom went into hospital. I was sitting in my sitting room .and my dad said he was worried about her cause she said she had nt seen her dad .my mom died the next day not saying she'd seen her father.

up for anything

Day Lewin wrote: »

Sometimes that sense of danger literally prickles the skin.

It may be a subliminal sense of smell, or detecting an electrical field, or something else - I don't know what:
but women, especially, DO know - you can sense that "being watched" feeling - look around - and see the man watching with a steady, hunter's gaze -
Get out of there fast. This is a real animal warning system of threat or hostility - (or maybe just sexual interest, sometimes) - but it should never be ignored: it is a real thing.

My sister-in-law's sister had a different kind of magnetism. She was a very wholesomely pretty girl/woman but she exuded an aura of sex appeal, likeability, was non-threatening, I can't even think of words to describe it which caught people's attention, both male and female. She could turn it on and off. I don't know if she did this instinctively or whether she was able to at will. I noticed it, particularly when I met her first in London and a group of us got on the Tube. It wasn't rush hour but the seats were full and we were standing. Within a minute everyone in the carriage was looking at her. I've never seen anything like it. Every single person gazing at her. Eyes up from newspapers, books, walkmans, whatever. I saw some beautiful women/handsome men/weird characters/threatening characters in my Tube travelling days but I never saw every single person in the vicinity looking at them the way those people gazed at that girl. In general, though she was one of those people, and there aren't many, who you immediately like, trust, want to know better, etc even when you know you shouldn't. I haven't met her for years so I don't know whether she still has this 'gift' for want of a better word.

sashafierce wrote: »

Confused, her name was on her reg?

Did you get a proper look at the person driving the car?

DanMurphy wrote: »

Had a dream last night about the olde days when we were kids.
Strange dream to have really.
Was laughing about it this morning when a call came in to say my sister just died in England.
(RIP sis)

So sorry for your loss, Dan.

timthumbni

up for anything wrote: »

My sister-in-law's sister had a different kind of magnetism. She was a very wholesomely pretty girl/woman but she exuded an aura of sex appeal, likeability, was non-threatening, I can't even think of words to describe it which caught people's attention, both male and female. She could turn it on and off. I don't know if she did this instinctively or whether she was able to at will. I noticed it, particularly when I met her first in London and a group of us got on the Tube. It wasn't rush hour but the seats were full and we were standing. Within a minute everyone in the carriage was looking at her. I've never seen anything like it. Every single person gazing at her. Eyes up from newspapers, books, walkmans, whatever. I saw some beautiful women/handsome men/weird characters/threatening characters in my Tube travelling days but I never saw every single person in the vicinity looking at them the way those people gazed at that girl. In general, though she was one of those people, and there aren't many, who you immediately like, trust, want to know better, etc even when you know you shouldn't. I haven't met her for years so I don't know whether she still has this 'gift' for want of a better word.

Any pics of this siren? I’m attracted to her just reading your description. Lol.