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    Bizarre, creepy, or just plain baffling

    I got this idea while reading a thread on another forum where members were posting their experiences that were strange, creepy, and often simply mysterious. Most of the stories were very bizarre, though many could probably just be chalked up to the oddities of the human brain. For example, one member "missed" several days of his life, and has no recollection of any events that may have occurred during that time. Friends and coworkers later told him they couldn't get in touch with him and so on. Very eerie but apparently there is some sort of medical condition that can cause just such a thing. Some of the other stories had no plausible explanation, and others were simply terrifying. Mostly, I was amazed at just how many strange experiences were being posted and it was a lot of fun/creepy to read, and I thought it might be interesting to try the same thing here in Foo. So feel free to post up your odd experiences, mysteries, or even ghost stories.

    Most of the odd happenings in my life aren't nearly as crazy as the ones in that thread, though I've had a couple of somewhat strange, slightly creepy experiences:

    1. When I was younger, my dad and I would often go hiking in the winter around the lake just 10-20 miles away. This is a man-made lake (TVA) and is quite large. When he was a kid he lived in a log cabin somewhere in the area before they dammed the river to create the lake, and sometimes we'd explore the woods trying to find the location of the cabin (we never did). But other times, we'd simply walk along the shore, usually finding random trash and even occasionally cow bones. In the winter they would open the dam and drain the lake a bit, and so the "beach" around the perimeter would be considerably wider than in the summer. I enjoyed going, but this area was always a little creepy to me, and the local news would report bodies being found there more often than you would expect.

    Well one time when we were walking along the shore close to the water, we glanced up to the treeline that was probably 100-150 feet away, and there was a man standing in the woods, just watching us. There was nothing especially unusual about him, except for the fact that hardly anyone came to the lake in the winter, and especially alone. But my dad nodded and waved to be polite, and the guy very slightly and slowly nodded back, almost reluctantly. I'd say he had a slight look of surprise on his face, like he was shocked that we had seen him. We kept walking and the guy was gone. Another mile or so of walking, and we spotted him again. Exactly as before, just standing in the woods staring at us. Okay that was a bit odd, but he disappeared into the woods again and we didn't think much of it. Until we saw him staring at us again later. Granted, I guess it's easily explainable. The guy was probably just out walking in the woods alone, in the dead of winter, um...intently watching a man and his son, for no apparent reason, and acting rather awkward and creepy when greeted. It may have been nothing, but there was a very weird vibe about the whole situation.

    2. At my parents' house where I grew up, the back yard was bordered at the rear by a fence row. There were several large trees, an old wire fence, and a bunch of weeds, shrubs, and basically just typical Tennessee thick underbrush. It was incredibly difficult to walk around in that mess, and the reason I know is from living there all my life and occasionally having to fetch basketballs, footballs, frisbees, etc. It was doable but a HUGE pain. But the patch was fairly narrow, and despite being such a mess of brush you could still see through to the neighbors' yard which backed up to ours. One day my younger brother had been outside in the back yard working on his truck or something, and he claimed he heard someone walking in that brush but didn't see anyone. I mentioned it was probably a squirrel hopping around or some other animal, but he said the footsteps sounded distinctly bipedal, and heavy like a person. I just assumed he was imagining it, until a few days later my mom heard the same thing. Okay, that made it a little creepier, but I still assumed they must be misjudging the heaviness of the foot steps, and that surely it was some sort of animal they simply couldn't see.

    But then a few days later while working on my car, I heard it. The sound was distinctly that of heavy, slow footsteps crunching through the leaves and thick brush, one foot at a time, exactly the way a person would walk. There was simply no mistaking the sound, and I walked up and down the fence and for the life of me could never see anything moving. I peered past the brambles to the yard behind the brush, but couldn't see a soul. I was walking in grass so my steps were pretty quiet, but occasionally I'd stop and listen again, and every time I'd still hear those footsteps. Keep in mind this was a fairly small area, maybe 80 feet long and no more than 12 feet wide at its widest, and the part where I first heard the sound was the thinnest, least tangled section, which makes it all the more baffling. After I heard it that one time, none of us ever mentioned hearing it again. I never have figured it out. I'm generally a skeptical person, and I figure there must be a rational explanation for it, but for the life of me I haven't come up with one yet. At the time I don't remember being frightened at all, just baffled!
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    1) You have a purty mouth
    2) Were there powerlines overhead?
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    2) Were there powerlines overhead?
    No powerlines, though there were some in the front yard, which were probably about 100 feet away.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Lamplight View Post
    I got this idea while reading a thread on another forum where members were posting their experiences that were strange, creepy, and often simply mysterious. Most of the stories were very bizarre, though many could probably just be chalked up to the oddities of the human brain. For example, one member "missed" several days of his life, and has no recollection of any events that may have occurred during that time. Friends and coworkers later told him they couldn't get in touch with him and so on. Very eerie but apparently there is some sort of medical condition that can cause just such a thing. Some of the other stories had no plausible explanation, and others were simply terrifying. Mostly, I was amazed at just how many strange experiences were being posted and it was a lot of fun/creepy to read, and I thought it might be interesting to try the same thing here in Foo. So feel free to post up your odd experiences, mysteries, or even ghost stories.

    Most of the odd happenings in my life aren't nearly as crazy as the ones in that thread, though I've had a couple of somewhat strange, slightly creepy experiences:

    1. When I was younger, my dad and I would often go hiking in the winter around the lake just 10-20 miles away. This is a man-made lake (TVA) and is quite large. When he was a kid he lived in a log cabin somewhere in the area before they dammed the river to create the lake, and sometimes we'd explore the woods trying to find the location of the cabin (we never did). But other times, we'd simply walk along the shore, usually finding random trash and even occasionally cow bones. In the winter they would open the dam and drain the lake a bit, and so the "beach" around the perimeter would be considerably wider than in the summer. I enjoyed going, but this area was always a little creepy to me, and the local news would report bodies being found there more often than you would expect. Well one time when we were walking along the shore close to the water, we glanced up to the treeline that was probably 100-150 feet away, and there was a man standing in the woods, just watching us. There was nothing especially unusual about him, except for the fact that hardly anyone came to the lake in the winter, and especially alone. But my dad nodded and waved to be polite, and the guy very slightly and slowly nodded back, almost reluctantly. I'd say he had a slight look of surprise on his face, like he was shocked that we had seen him. We kept walking and the guy was gone. Another mile or so of walking, and we spotted him again. Exactly as before, just standing in the woods staring at us. Okay that was a bit odd, but he disappeared into the woods again and we didn't think much of it. Until we saw him staring at us again later. Granted, I guess it's easily explainable. The guy was probably just out walking in the woods alone, in the dead of winter, um...intently watching a man and his son, for no apparent reason, and acting rather awkward and creepy when greeted. It may have been nothing, but there was a very weird vibe about the whole situation.

    2. At my parents' house where I grew up, the back yard was bordered at the rear by a fence row. There were several large trees, an old wire fence, and a bunch of weeds, shrubs, and basically just typical Tennessee thick underbrush. It was incredibly difficult to walk around in that mess, and the reason I know is from living there all my life and occasionally having to fetch basketballs, footballs, frisbees, etc. It was doable but a HUGE pain. But the patch was fairly narrow, and despite being such a mess of brush you could still see through to the neighbors' yard which backed up to ours. One day my younger brother had been outside in the back yard working on his truck or something, and he claimed he heard someone walking in that brush but didn't see anyone. I mentioned it was probably a squirrel hopping around or some other animal, but he said the footsteps sounded distinctly bipedal, and heavy like a person. I just assumed he was imagining it, until a few days later my mom heard the same thing. Okay, that made it a little creepier, but I still assumed they must be misjudging the heaviness of the foot steps, and that surely it was some sort of animal they simply couldn't see. But then a few days later while working on my car, I heard it. The sound was distinctly that of heavy, slow footsteps crunching through the leaves and thick brush, one foot at a time, exactly the way a person would walk. There was simply no mistaking the sound, and I walked up and down the fence and for the life of me could never see anything moving. I peered past the brambles to the yard behind the brush, but couldn't see a soul. I was walking in grass so my steps were pretty quiet, but occasionally I'd stop and listen again, and every time I'd still hear those footsteps. Keep in mind this was a fairly small area, maybe 80 feet long and no more than 12 feet wide at its widest, and the part where I first heard the sound was the thinnest, least tangled section, which makes it all the more baffling. After I heard it that one time, none of us ever mentioned hearing it again. I never have figured it out. I'm generally a skeptical person, and I figure there must be a rational explanation for it, but for the life of me I haven't come up with one yet. At the time I don't remember being frightened at all, just baffled!
    I cant read all that without my head hurting. Sorry.
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    One time I was riding my bike in Helsinki Finland and I didn't know the way home to Hemavara (a town not far from Helsinki) so I rode through down town on cobble stone roads, got a loud speaker from a policeman and a pedestrian said for me to stop. I gathered from their reactions that it was illegal to ride one's bike on the cobbles, eventually the cobbles ended, thank goodness. Anyway, I saw another cyclist so I began just to follow that person for fun. I had a map and a phone number, so I wasn't entirely in a hopeless state. The cyclist rode to this stretch of path on the outskirts and more cyclists joined in and all of a sudden I recognized a path I had ridden on the day before. I simply followed the path to home. Wow! That was a miracle.
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    I cant read all that without my head hurting. Sorry.
    Broke it up into shorter paragraphs. I wondered if it might be a problem, but I didn't have any trouble when proofreading it so I figured it wasn't too bad.

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    Just remembered another one. Maybe ten years ago, I had a dream in which I was somehow aware of a cut on my back. Not a serious gash or anything, but just enough to be easily noticeable. In the dream I can't recall how I knew it was there, but I did. At the very end of the dream, I suddenly noticed a similar cut on my upper right arm/shoulder area, just above my bicep. This one was also nothing serious, but I distinctly remember some blood seeping out. But it looked more like ketchup than real blood; kind of thick with more texture. The next morning after I woke up, I was in the bathroom and, remembering the dream, glanced at my arm/shoulder. There was a very faint, thin scar there that I had never noticed before. Feeling a little uneasy, I then picked up the hand mirror and turned my back to the big mirror behind the sink. Yes, there was also a thin, faint scar in the middle of my back that I had never noticed before, or at least I certainly didn't remember seeing it until then.

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    Those two experiences do sound creepy to me.

    My wife has a great ghost/creep story, to which I alluded in ghost girl's thread. The gist of it is that she and a friend - when they were a still young and impressionable 18 or so - decided to venture into a 'haunted' house. This was an abandoned house within an affluent gated community, basically a long winding dead end road with lots of undeveloped land (at least back then, anyway).

    The house was a huge old 'gold coast' mansion; the condition was clean, structurally intact and still had furniture and other items in it, but was otherwise empty with signs of neglect and other unauthorized entries, such as broken windows, etc. There was clearly no one at home and no cars in the driveway when they arrived.

    One thing they were a bit creeped out by was the giant fireplace - on the mantel above, someone had created a shrine composed of crosses, statues and icons of Jesus and the Virgin Mary, a framed picture of Jesus, etc.

    They went upstairs after seeing this and walked around for about 15 mins. and then came back downstairs. When they did they saw that all of the religious items that had been on the mantel were now thrown into the fireplace itself.

    My wife said they looked at each other for about half a second and then ran faster than they ever had in their lives back to their car and peeled out of there pronto.

    They said they never heard a sound while upstairs, and there were still no cars outside when they left.
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    Here's my creepy story I can recall off the top of my head. I should preface this by saying I am usually not scared by ghost stories, man-with-a-hook-for-a-hand stories and so on...but anything related to religious stuff scares the bejesus out of me (pun intended). So for me, films like the Exorcist or the Omen always got me much worse than Friday the 13th or what have you. I should include any biopic of Jesus in this, b/c having been force fed such things as a child - well, lets just say a crucifixion is not really something a 4 year old should be asked to watch. Especially not a cheaply made and overly graphic Greek film version...

    Anyhoo, when i was about 23 I went to the theater to see Scorcese's Last Temptation of Christ, partly to see what the hub-bub was all about (you may recall the premieres and initial screenings were heavily protested by various religious groups). I guess I also was trying to purge a boogie man from my childhood. If you've seen the film, you know there are not one but two quite graphic crucifixion scenes, so I got my share of cringing in my seat that night. One of the creepiest parts of the film was the casting for the role of Satan (I won't spoil it in case you want to see it and haven't yet).

    I was with some fun friends, thank goodness, so I was able to sit through it, and we kidded around about some of the funnier aspects afterwards (John Lurie as a disciple? Harvey Keitel as Judas?? Fugeddabouddittt!). But when I drove home alone I was starting to get creeped out again.

    When I got home it was late and really unusually quiet, or at least it seemed that way to me. As I got ready for bed, I went to hang up my belt (Black leather, fading to natural cowhide color in spots, it was my dad's and I wore it after he passed), which I kept with others on a rack of hooks behind my bedroom door. As I reached for the hook I was shocked to see the belt was already there. The same identical belt. As the one I was holding in my hand...

    I got really freaked out, then looked over and saw, staring up at me, a photo of Satan from the film...

    Let's say that was the closest I ever came to a heart attack at age 23.
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    btw there are logical explanations for what happened...
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    btw there are herbological explanations for what happened...
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    I've had plenty, but by far the strangest was actually dying in a dream. I don't remember all the circumstances but it was a first-person dream, I was shot in the head. The instant the bullet made contact the dream switched to third-person (omniscient in a way) and I could see myself. I was floating above, but my body was also floating in a void. All the surrounding scenery had gone away.

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    The PMs and pictures that Wordbiker sends me are beyond creepy. The man simply has no respect for the sanctity of human life or restraining orders.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Lamplight View Post
    Broke it up into shorter paragraphs. I wondered if it might be a problem, but I didn't have any trouble when proofreading it so I figured it wasn't too bad.
    First episode was a moonshiner. Lucky you didnt get shot.
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    I’m a “there’s a rational explanation” to these things kind of person.
    However, here’s my story. Many years ago my father was slowly dying of cancer. One night I was having a dream. The dream was something work related but nothing special. In the middle of the dream a phone rings. I picked up the phone and very distinctly I heard my father say “Hello" and then he said my name. It was the same kind of jokey way he would greet me sometimes. I was so disturbed I immediately woke up and was sure my father had died, which turned out to be the case. He had passed in the middle of the night. I’ve been told my family has a tradition of death bed dream visits from loved ones.
    It could all be a coincidence, but it left a big impression on me.

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    btw there are logical explanations for what happened...
    you tried to hang your belt on the mirror on the closet door again, didn't you?!
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    The PMs and pictures that Wordbiker sends me are beyond creepy. The man simply has no respect for the sanctity of human life or restraining orders.
    Is there any truth to the rumor of a Wordbiker-based reality show on MTV?

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    No, it got canned when it offended the entire cast of Jersey Shore
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    Quote Originally Posted by dahut View Post
    First episode was a moonshiner. Lucky you didnt get shot.
    He could have been making meth if this wasn't too long ago.

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    Quote Originally Posted by no motor? View Post
    He could have been making meth if this wasn't too long ago.
    It was at least 20 years ago (late 80s), so I don't know, it could have been either I guess. Moonshiner/meth cooker probably is the most logical explanation. Maybe he was keeping an eye on us to make sure we didn't go into the woods. Maybe he even intentionally made a few "creepy" appearances hoping to keep us out. Other explanations I can think of are that it was nothing actually that weird and my child brain found it scary (although my dad occasionally brings it up now and then) or much worse, the guy was hoping we'd come into the woods.

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    I've got some weird ones.

    Somewhere between when I was 5 and 10 (don't remember exactly), I was at my grandparent's house for Easter. I remember during this time I had a bad case of poison ivy. Anyway, I woke up on Easter night in a lot of pain, and called my parents. They came into the room and then left to go get some calamine lotion. While they were gone, I looked over to the other side of the room and saw the Easter bunny darting toward the door and out of the room! I swear I saw this! He was real at one point at least -- I'm sure of it.

    And the other one, which I kind of actually forgot about until I tried thinking of weird things that happened to me, was when I was little I would wake up in the night and hear screaming from far down the street. I heard it for like a week and as time went on I thought maybe I'd dreamed the whole thing. Then one day one of my neighbors mentioned hearing screaming a few years ago. Kind of freaky.
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    No, it got canned when it offended the entire cast of Jersey Shore
    Moral compass FTW

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    Quote Originally Posted by Runner 1 View Post
    And the other one, which I kind of actually forgot about until I tried thinking of weird things that happened to me, was when I was little I would wake up in the night and hear screaming from far down the street. I heard it for like a week and as time went on I thought maybe I'd dreamed the whole thing. Then one day one of my neighbors mentioned hearing screaming a few years ago. Kind of freaky.
    That just reminded me of something I experienced only recently. A couple of months ago I had just moved into my current apartment, and shortly after that I'd be sitting at my computer next to the door that leads to my balcony. I pretty much always use the screen door to let some fresh air in, and for a couple of weeks I would occasionally hear what sounded exactly like a man screaming in agony some distance away; maybe no more than a mile (just guessing). The first time I heard it I was petrified, mainly because it sounded like some guy was being gutted in the woods behind my apartment. It was brutal to listen to, but I didn't really try to investigate because, to be honest, I was scared. But over the next couple of weeks I kept hearing the exact same sound. And when I say "exact" I mean it literally sounded identical every time. So I knew it wasn't a man dying a horrible death, at least. I still don't now what the sound was, though I'm assuming it had to be some sort of animal. But it sounded 100% human to me!

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    When I was 21, my girlfriend was a self proclaimed white witch. While I never saw her casting spells or anything like that, if you knew her there was no reason to doubt it. She had a definite vibe to her. Piercing grey eyes, black hair with grey and a figure that made Christina Hendricks look like a boy.

    One night we were driving my step mother's VW Bug through the Malibu mountains. A friend of mine was driving. Suddenly my girlfriend alerted saying Uh oh. A moment later the motor shut off.

    We coasted to a stop, got out and my friend, a skilled mechanic who had rebuilt a Rover TC 3500, started to check out the motor. We could find nothing wrong, but the car wouldn't start. My girlfriend said that we wouldn't be able to start it.

    After about 15 minutes of investigation, my girlfriend suddenly said that we could start the car now, everything was all right. According to her some kind of dark spirits were gone. The car started right up and we drove on without problems.
    "He who serves all, best serves himself" Jack London

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    I don't care if you are on a unicycle, as long as you're not using a motor to get places you get props from me. We're here to support each other. Share ideas, and motivate one another to actually keep doing it.

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