So I've just been watching that Derren Brown séance (that man is a legend) and it was a tad bit freaky. So has anything freaky ever happened to you?

 

When I was 9, I was staying in my cousins house and I saw a ghost of someone I know in the mirror opposite the bed I was in. It was uber freaky and I shall never forget it :stunned: :/

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Spooky :stunned:

 

BTW are you Fifi, uberness, spongy whatsit or fried mullet?

That it was indeed! But ever since I've been trying to think that I didn't see anything, even though I know I did :stunned:

:lol: :lol: I'm whoever you want me to be :sneaky: :wink3: :lol:

 

nah I keed.

T'is me, fried mullet spoon girl! :)

:lol: :lol:

 

You schizo :P

 

J/K :stunned:

I'm just bored and mehhh :dozey:

Come on mimi entertain! :dizzy2:

Er shall I bring out the puppets? :idea2:

woah.. where do I start!!

 

 

when I was about 11 or 12... my friend, her cute cousin and I decided to play ouija board... and we took a crucifix with us for protection down into her basement to play the board. She had mentioned that sh believed a ghost lived in her attic.. so we decided to 'contact' it... anyhoo, we started to ask the board questions.. and we felt the pointer thingy move, but were convinced that her cute cousin was just moving it to freak us out.. but all of a sudden... the ctuifix we had brought with us.. which was stnading upright against some books.. slammed down onto the floor..... we ran upstairs scared shitless and never played ouija boad again!! :stunned:

 

 

this next incident happened to me when had just moved back to NY in 2000. I was living in my mom's house here on Long Island in which my aunt said there were ghosts living in as well.. she claimed to have seen them walking around.. :stunned: I never did, thankfully.. but I felt them. I was sleeping one night in my bedroom on the first floor of this house. My mother's room was upstairs. I heard a few steps walking down the stairs in the middle of the night.. I thought it was my mom.. coming to my room for a late night chat.. I wasnt in the mood to chit chat.. so I pretended to 'be asleep'.. my bedroom door opened.. and no one spoke.. but I felt someone hover over me.. and pressed down on my chest plate for about 15 seconds.. (it felt longer) and at that point I knew it wasnt my mom.. :stunned: with my eyes closed.. I wished for this 'being' to go away... and slowly they let up... and the spooky part is.. I never heard the footsteps leave... :stunned: I think it was the ghosts.. I asked my mom the next morning if she had come downstairs for anything.. and she said no... she had fallen fast asleep the moment she hit the pillow.

 

*dun dun duuuun*

 

:embarrased:

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my story is kinda weird, only by the fact that everything we said/did that night fell into the same part

basicly, me and 3 other people (James, Aaron, Dan) were all sleeping round James's house for a barbeque, but it has nothing to do with that so i'll cut straight to the chase

we we're planning to go out at around 2AM just to see what it was like around out town at night, considering we were sleeping in a tent in James's garden, all we had to do was climb over the wall. I was the last person to climb over (other than Aaron as we planned to go out 2 at a time. Arron had climbed over and then i started and i felt weird, i just couldn't do it so i got aaron to climb back over and about 5minutes later Dan and James came back and i told them what was wrong

This is where everything started to slowly uunfold

We went back into the tent and started talking about moments like these, and about Derren brown (i mentioned him because of the séance thing) and we started talking about it when suddebly an just broke down and started crying (and this ain't normal, Dan's a heavy goth, plays rugby and im not too surprised if he likes s&m when he's older) We asked him what was wrong and he said he had seen me dead in a bag by the tent, we looked outside and there was a bag. but all it had inside was a sleeping bag.

but this still started to freak us out, we could hear someone or something walking around, i thought it was James's cat but she was inside

so we ran inside the house, shaking with fear, and we stayed here, not going anywhere except the kitchen (which is joined to the living room so we could still see each other)

the next thing that got me was ther fact my mind suddenly connected with Dans, he had said that the house didn't seem safe, and that someone was gonna break in and kill us all, and then while he was saying that i just said a list of the rooms in the house i thought wern't safe, and Dan was thinking the exact same

 

(i know this is going on long and its confusing but it was really really scary)

it was about 3AM when the next thing happend. Dan seemed to have another "vision", except this time he pictured us all dead in diffrent ways (i'll list the ways at the bottom). but then we suddenl;y thought about something else, earlier on when we had been talking about Derren brown, i had joked about saying "im physicic, im gonna be breathing at 3:15 tonight! " maybe it was just a coinisidence but it made us think, because we relised every 15 minutes something good or bad was gonna happen (i can't remember why but i remember 3:15 was my "safe" time)

and basicly this carried on until about 4AM, James's front window was smashed open (no brick was thrown through, it just seemed to collapse) and this scared the shit out of us because this was ment to be my death

(i was gonna die by the muderer coming through the window, skinning me alive from the glass and them chopping me up and putting me in a bag) so we ran upstairs to the only "safe room"...the toilet, we all in there for about 3 hours, with the lock on the door just awake, eyes wide open thinking what has happend

 

i know that seems pretty confusing and weird but its still something im not gonna forget

:o

Freaky

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my story is kinda weird, only by the fact that everything we said/did that night fell into the same part

basicly, me and 3 other people (James, Aaron, Dan) were all sleeping round James's house for a barbeque, but it has nothing to do with that so i'll cut straight to the chase

we we're planning to go out at around 2AM just to see what it was like around out town at night, considering we were sleeping in a tent in James's garden, all we had to do was climb over the wall. I was the last person to climb over (other than Aaron as we planned to go out 2 at a time. Arron had climbed over and then i started and i felt weird, i just couldn't do it so i got aaron to climb back over and about 5minutes later Dan and James came back and i told them what was wrong

This is where everything started to slowly uunfold

We went back into the tent and started talking about moments like these, and about Derren brown (i mentioned him because of the séance thing) and we started talking about it when suddebly an just broke down and started crying (and this ain't normal, Dan's a heavy goth, plays rugby and im not too surprised if he likes s&m when he's older) We asked him what was wrong and he said he had seen me dead in a bag by the tent, we looked outside and there was a bag. but all it had inside was a sleeping bag.

but this still started to freak us out, we could hear someone or something walking around, i thought it was James's cat but she was inside

so we ran inside the house, shaking with fear, and we stayed here, not going anywhere except the kitchen (which is joined to the living room so we could still see each other)

the next thing that got me was ther fact my mind suddenly connected with Dans, he had said that the house didn't seem safe, and that someone was gonna break in and kill us all, and then while he was saying that i just said a list of the rooms in the house i thought wern't safe, and Dan was thinking the exact same

 

(i know this is going on long and its confusing but it was really really scary)

it was about 3AM when the next thing happend. Dan seemed to have another "vision", except this time he pictured us all dead in diffrent ways (i'll list the ways at the bottom). but then we suddenl;y thought about something else, earlier on when we had been talking about Derren brown, i had joked about saying "im physicic, im gonna be breathing at 3:15 tonight! " maybe it was just a coinisidence but it made us think, because we relised every 15 minutes something good or bad was gonna happen (i can't remember why but i remember 3:15 was my "safe" time)

and basicly this carried on until about 4AM, James's front window was smashed open (no brick was thrown through, it just seemed to collapse) and this scared the shit out of us because this was ment to be my death

(i was gonna die by the muderer coming through the window, skinning me alive from the glass and them chopping me up and putting me in a bag) so we ran upstairs to the only "safe room"...the toilet, we all in there for about 3 hours, with the lock on the door just awake, eyes wide open thinking what has happend

 

i know that seems pretty confusing and weird but its still something im not gonna forget

 

 

how much bling did you earn for this post?? ... and indeed a bit odd that story..but I know the feeling. :stunned:

about 33 :P

and yeah, it was really freaky

I don't know why I laughed so much; surely it wasn't funny.

 

and Medulla + Freaky reminds me of Bjork

 

ah, and I have no stories to tell :dozey:

 

 

I don't know why I laughed so much; surely it wasn't funny.

now i loo back at it, i can find it funny

but on the night i was scared shitless :stunned:

ah that reminded me of something!

 

I live on a hill and we have a huge backyard (the entire hill and the one next to it) and I have 2 brothers and they are about my age (1 year younger and 3 years younger) and I remember going out one night with the oldest and a couple of friends he had staying at home and we decided to play Commandos on the hill. We did 2 groups and it must have been about 4 a.m, so you really couldn't see much and since we knew most of the hill, we used entirely. And at one point I was standing up, trying to find my group (my brother and his friend) and suddenly comeone starts whispering "Carla, Carla" and I couldn't see anyone and suddenly someone grabs my leg, more or less at my foot level, and I started shouting desperately. Then I realized it was them, that were searching for me and well now I look back I just laugh and get embarrased at it, but when it happened I couldn't have been more scared.

 

I think I had told it before though

:stunned: :stunned: spooky things :stunned:

I love being freaked out! It's such a rush :lol: ...I'm a tad bit strange sometimes :lol:

I once saw these spooky paintings on the net.. and they claimed to be haunted.. I was alone in my apartment when I saw them.. and I live in a basement apartment.. so it gets pretty dark.. anyhoo... as I stared at these 'so called haunted' paintings.. I got a scary feeling in the pit of my stomach!! I was genuinely afraid!! :stunned: :embarrased: I clicked away from the site..franticly! and to be honest.. I never want to see them aagin. :embarrased:

Were they like those pictures that were sent in e-mails where ghosts can be seen? :idea2:

Were they like those pictures that were sent in e-mails where ghosts can be seen? :idea2:

 

 

if its the one where you stare at it for a while then this thing comes out and screams.... then no. These were freaky little kids.. almost looked like drawings of puppets.. yet another reason not to like puppets.. the wooden kind.. :stunned: :embarrased:

if its the one where you stare at it for a while then this thing comes out and screams.... then no. These were freaky little kids.. almost looked like drawings of puppets.. yet another reason not to like puppets.. the wooden kind..

wooden puppets = :shock:

wooden puppets freak me out. yikes.

wooden puppets freak me out. yikes.

 

me too.. and clowns.. :stunned:

eek...yeah, like that one on Poltergeist.

NEGATIVE

eek...yeah, like that one on Poltergeist.

NEGATIVE

 

 

:stunned: thats exactly what I'm talking about!! Ever since I saw that movie... I never liked them. :stunned: :(

yeah, clowns should NOT be skinny and look really pissed off. hehe. i just really don't find that funny. :confused: