What is the weirdest event in your life or strange things seen?

[potpotpot]

I was young, idk, 6th grade maybe. It was foggy as hell, thick bands of fog, my mother was driving. The road we were on was narrow and dark, no streetlights, no other cars. Out of nowhere there was a girl in the road, right in front of the car, wearing an old fashioned long nightgown. No time for mom to even hit the brakes, no time for me yell, just there. We go right through her, and she is just part of the fog, vanishes. I am thoroughly freaked out at this point, but don’t say anything. My mom doesn’t either, so I assume I was just seeing things. Like a mile up the road my mom, almost crying, explains the exact same thing that I saw back to me! Crazy fucking stuff. Later on I find out the area we were in has a reputation of being haunted by the ghost of a girl, waiting for her husband to be to come back from war. He never did, so she still wanders. Spooooooky! Also helps them sell haunted hayrides at a local orchard haha. But my ghost was real haha!

And no, she didn’t actually hit a kid, this a legit ghost story haha.

And damn spooky stories are long!

[SkunkHunt101]

This one time I was smoking weed on my lunch break at this factory. It was at the way back of the parking lot. Not many cars there that day. Im sitting in the passenger seat of this guys car about to hit the bowl when like 20 cop cars come pulling in the parking lot in a big circle and the line runs directly by me!! The cop was looking right at me when they slowly drove up. It was totally obvious I was burning one. Needless to say I was petrified this was back in the day shit was a no go w cops. Strait to jail car towed when caught. So they all get out of the cars and turn away from me go into the place and bring this guy out handcuffed. I had to sit there and wait till it was all over but yea took too long had to walk right by them. Ha ha. Funny shit.

[SkunkHunt101]

I have had several supernatural experiences with UFOs Aliens been abducted. Met time travelers. I cant tell you more you wont believe me.

[chronix]

I have seen something deep in the mountains that I wish I would have never seen.
That’s all I can say.

[Indicana_Jones]

About 10 years ago I was renting this old crapper of a house. The heat didn’t work so we had canvas drop cloths hanging over the openings between rooms and we’re keeping the main room warmed by a kerosene heater. Since the rest of the house was ice cold my wife and I were camped out in the living room and sleeping on the sofas. In the middle of the night, we both jumped awake, saw our Christmas tree being violently shaken and then slammed to the floor. Also in the same house we would see this same evil face in pictures of swirling smoke and messy hair.

[Jinglepot]

@Grease_Monkey I haven’t seen your story here yet! You were even on TV!!!

[Jinglepot]

About 25 years ago, during a meteor shower, we were all out laying in our field watching the shooting stars (my mom, dad, grandma, brother amd myself) it was one of the most intense meteor showers I’ve seen. We even heard a couple pebbles hit and whistle. So we are watching the sky and all of a sudden I see this slow moving one, mom says thats just a satellite, but it was brighter than any satellite I’ve ever seen, even to this day with Elons shit up there.

We are all now watching this light and it winks, then starts picking up pace, dad says it must just be coming in at a wierd angle. At that moment it zigged, then zagged… then zigged and zagged again. No aircraft to this day can move at the angles this light did… it zigged and zagged 2 more times the woodshed off at insane speeds from the direction it came from.

None of us could understand really what happened. We were all really quiet fir a while before my dad says… well, I think we just saw a ufo.

[chronix]

I have seen some weird shit in the skys before that also zigged and zagged faster then you could blink.

[Jinglepot]

My dad woke up in a start at 2:30am felt like his chest was being crushed, then a feeling of everything was alright wemt downstairs for a smoke. 30 minutes later we got a call that grandma (his mom) had passed

[Pawsfodocaws]

Same wierd type of thing if you ask me @Jinglepot

[Jinglepot]

I’m not superstitious, but I’d be completely ignorant to believe there wasn’t SOMETHING unexplainable.

So… maybe just a little stitious

[Pawsfodocaws]

I’m not either. These are the only happenings that make me have more of an open view and mind on things like the unknown. We can’t possibly know everything. Wierd shit happens. This stuff has been proof enough for me. Many other people have coincidentally almost the same stories. Shits crazy

[Budderton]

I don’t usually talk on such things, they’re too sacred.
I’m part Algonquin and I have been touched by the natural mystic (Earth Mother if you prefer) and it’s freaky as all hell. Your mother must have been in tune with the Natural Mystic for this to happen. Most folks minds are too preoccupied, too closed to hear it. When she asked you to lay in the grass, to get close to the earth, I feel she may have been trying to introduce or strengthen your bound to the mystery, the essence, or what I refer to as the Natural Mystic.
I hope I haven’t overstepped, but when I read your post I got goosebumps because I know this is a real thing.
I will speak no more on it. Positive vibes.

[Eagles009]

Cool thread.

Weirdest day in my life happened when I was 17. Had two buddies with me who were also 17. We surfed LBI in jersey all the time. Parked on the same street every time. Multiple times a week every week. We went before school, after school, during school . Point being, we were very familiar and knew what to expect. This day would not conform to expectations.

We parked at our normal spot, changed into our wetsuits, grabbed the boards and headed down to the ocean. Immediately upon cresting the sand dunes we could tell something was weird. The ocean was the wrong color. It was some neon green almost glowing color. Now I don’t quite remember if this was local or as far as the eye could see. What I remember is the very weird color of it. Never seen anything like it before or after. Now we probably should have left at this point. But we were fearless (dumb) and came there to surf damnit.

I took a running start through the shallow water and dove on my board into the waves when I was SHOCKED by the water temp. Way too fucking warm. Twenty degrees f maybe. Again, never seen anything like this. The ocean doesn’t just fluctuate massively day too day in my experience…at least not in southern jersey.

The waves were glorious, the water was warm and badass looking. We did our thing for a couple hours and all was relatively normal besides for the already mentioned weirdness.

Then we get back to my car and begin to take off our wetsuits. I hear my buddy start SCREAMING behind me. I turn around and he’s literally running in circles in the middle of the road swatting at his back. Yelling something about wtf is it? Get it off me! This kid could be a bit of a clown sometimes so I just figure he’s fucking around and wish he’d stop making a scene. Then I start to feel it. Feels like some tingling sensation at first which quickly became…I dont know. Like fire ants…thousands of them…all over me. But worse. This lasted less than a minute I think (felt like a god damn eternity). When it dissipated it was gone. No marks no redness nothing. Weird but what you gonna do. We finish changing and strap the boards on the rack and hit the road.

We get to the white bridge, kinda fancy looking iirc, well-lit, and the rack starts to come loose. I pull the car over with plans to re-secure the rack like I’ve done a million times before. Only problem is I’m legit scared as fuck. I don’t get scared easy. Never did, still don’t. But this fear was deep in me and thick. I take my phone out and check the time, upon some compulsion I can’t explain. 7:32pm. I ask my buddies to check the time. They both confirm. Then we sit in silence for again what felt like an eternity until I break the silence with “dude, I’m fucking scared to get out of the car…” Which was not exactly an easy thing to admit as a 17 year old male to other 17 year old males.

To my surprise they both echo the same fear. Finally, I said fuck it, this is ridiculous. I get out of the car to fix the rack (a two minute job at most). I get that accomplished I guess…don’t remember doing it honestly. The last thing I remember is opening up the car door and stepping out. There was NOONE around. Just us parked in the middle of the bridge at the top.

The next thing I remember was sitting in the driver’s seat and taking my phone out of my pocket and it’s 9:13pm. I freaked out. They took out their phones and freaked out. I got the hell out of there without further issue. Zero memory of that hour and a half to this day. We pondered that night for years.

[Slick1]

My buddy lived on top of a big candle shop where his GF worked. The building was massive for a candle shop because the back area was way bigger than they needed. Supposedly the building was very haunted and they had this psychic Jane Doherty (who has been on tv and helped police I believe) came in and did readings for customers like once a month. The first time she came there she walked the building and said she sees bodies stacked in the warehouse area. They came to find out later that the place served as a makeshift morgue for bodies recovered from a ship wreck way back.

She walked the the property and identified like 8 entities tied to the place that were still there. I don’t remember all of them or their locations but there was like 2 in the warehouse between shelves in the back who had a sinister feel to her like they were bad guys in life but were all about it. There was a very tall black man who she said just poured out a remorseful vibe like he had done something very bad in life but was tortured by it. I forget where he was in the building.

So there was a base level to this place which was the shop and warehouse, then there were steps to this room that was at like mid level and then steps from this mid level room to the top level which was the apartment. Under the second set of stairs was their washer and dryer. There was some entity tied to this room. There was only one tied to the actual apt and it was directly next to my buddy’s side of the bed.

They experienced stuff regularly like lights flickering and footsteps but mostly just an off feeling. What’s odd is if the GF and daughter left my buddy alone there the activity would pick up. The only time I saw the flickering lights thing was one night when his GF and daughter were out of state for a week. My buddy said shit had been near constant since they left. It may have been this week that I saw someone standing outside the window out of the corner of my eye - a second (technically 3rd I guess) story window with nothing to walk on.

Sorry this is so long but this shit is crazy. My buddy woke up in the middle of the night one night and heard 2 male voices whispering at the foot of his bed but couldn’t see anything. Then he heard clearly “he’s awake, I bet I can scare him” and he couldn’t see anything but heard footsteps run towards him. He’s one of the least wussy dudes I know and he said he threw the covers over his head like a scared kid. The footsteps stopped as they reached next to his head and then there was a loud crash and glass breaking. He stayed under those blankets awake until the sun came up and when he got out of bed there was a framed picture smashed on the floor ten feet from the foot of the bed. The nail it was hanging on was perfectly fine on the wall and the picture was about 5 feet away from the wall.

The living room was studio apartment style and hard to describe but one one side was the tv and a sectional couch kind of formed the “living room”. Across from that wall was the computer desk which had the door to that mid level room to the left of it. One day the GF went to do laundry and felt pressure on her back like a hand and a little force to it. She booked upstairs dropping the laundry. When my buddy got home she told him about it but obviously didn’t tell their daughter who was 3 at the time. The next day the GF was on the computer and the kid was watching tv. At some point the GF saw in the reflection of the computer screen that her daughter was turned around on the couch facing her and like giggling silently. Without even turning around she said “what you doin’ Ash?” thinking she was just doing kid stuff. The daughter said “I’m talking to the monster”. Still thinking nothing of it the mom said “oh yeah is it a good monster or a bad monster?”. The daughter said “good monster, he wants to push you down the stairs.”

Ok so all of that was too good not to share and sets up my experience there. I would park in the back lot when I’d go there and there was a wooden staircase on the side so I wasn’t cutting through the shop or anything. The backlot was kind of isolated but not overly so, but it was just creepy feeling and I generally would be leaving pretty late. I always got in and turned my headlights on immediately when leaving cause of that feeling, although nothing ever happened (until it did). I’m leaving one night after watching the fights so it was probably 1 am or so. I went down to my truck, started it to have the lights on, and was fumbling around with my ipod with my head down when I heard this insanely loud sound like someone smacked the side of my truck hard as hell.

I’m sitting there freaked the fuck out looking around and now I’m hearing like a reverberation or something and trying to figure out what the hell it was. That’s when I saw the antenna on my truck still swinging pretty wildly back and forth. Something smacked that thing HARD. Now this lot was stone and wide open. There is zero chance something with the weight to hit that thing so hard would make it to me without me hearing it. Nothing ran/flew away and if it was a bird taking off it would have knocked itself out or killed itself hitting it that hard. I backed out of the lot and lit up my 100w roof lights and lit that parking lot up like day and there was nothing there.

[Jinglepot]

I’d be fucking outta there!

[Foreigner]

In the 6th grade at school I had a set of double doors blow open at me followed by a strong warm wind. I don’t remember how old you are in the 6th grade but it gave me chills.

HVAC pressure or something.

[anon58740919]

Ok. So here goes.

It started a few years ago. I’d been living in heyrod (stalybridge, England). And maybe between a quarter and a half mile from my house. Lies a little cottage. This little cottage always caught my attention. And I was never sure why

The above is said cottage. Tollbar cottage is the name.

Anyways. The first time these events started I was quite stressed with life on the whole. Around 30 yards from the cottage with a grazing field behind it there is a streetlight. As I walked by it. It turned on or off. Didn’t really think much of it. That was until it became so frequent it was everytime I walked or drove by it. And each time it did this I had a wave of uncontrollable sadness. To the point I would have tears Rolling down my cheeks. EVERY SINGLE TIME. Once I was past it it would be gone in an instant.

I told my then girlfriend what was going on and as you can imagine she laughed. Told me it was in my head. So I took her in the car and said watch it will happen. It did just as I said it would.

Anyways. After around a year of this happening. There was one evening in particular. Where I walked past and same again. Light went out. I ended up shouting at the streetlight. Saying fuck you. It’s fucking bull shit. And many other expletives coming out of my mouth. The light appeared to get mad back and started flickering violently. Which kind of made me think there was maybe more to what was going on than I wanted to admit.

So after a while I stopped getting mad/frustrated and decided to ask questions. Feeling like someone or something was trying to tell me something.

I uttered the question “when I’m facing the right direction. Show me where I need to be looking”

Ended up facing a small patch on the grazing pasture when the light pinged on. Continued turning and light went off. Turned back to that spot. And the light came on again.

This was mid winter so there was no new growth really. Except from said patch. Which was maybe 6ft x 2ft of really healthy looking tall grass.

The wave of sadness felt this time was something else. I actually broke down crying. (I’m a 6ft manly man usually happy to take the piss out of anything)

I’m with a new girlfriend now. And ended up telling her about this. And decided to show her on Google maps the location and the streetlight. And boom. The light is on in broad daylight

Weird right. Even weirder she said she could feel the energy too. We tried doing some more digging on the history of the place and can’t really find any information at all. (Although we did find a lot of information of strange goings on further down the road at a place called cocker hill, which has a rich history of being frequented by degenerates. Body snatchers and an old church that managed to collapse several times. You can actually still see babies headstones in the river from landslides to this day

I’ve never got to the bottom of this feeling and we have since moved to another country. But after taking her there whilst we were in a flat (apartment) in Stockport. Not too far away maybe 8 miles. The light across the street would also light up and go off even just looking at it through the window. Like whatever it was had followed us from that visit to show her.

Cocker Hill, Stalybridge

The above is a link to some of the history of cocker hill. I maybe shooting in the dark but I feel someone met a dark end at cocker hill and was subsequently buried where the tall grass is. I wish I could go and dig up the land to see what I can find.

[Pawsfodocaws]

Hey there, thank you. I dmed you.
Edit in a good way !!!
Paws

[Pawsfodocaws]

This is nuts man, btw I still have some ylly shoot me a dm with your post so I can send them.