With Halloween being just a few short weeks away, I thought I would share some of the ‘spooky’ experiences I’ve had over the years with you. So pop on the kettle and make yourself comfortable while I tell you when it all began …

The Man in the Top Hat
The first time I saw something strange was when I was fairly young – I’d say maybe around six or seven years old. I was in bed one night when I heard a noise on the stairs. My mum always used to leave the landing light on until she and my dad went to bed, and she’d also leave my bedroom door open so I could shout down to her if I needed to. As I glanced across to the landing to see what the noise was I saw a man in old fashioned clothes and a top hat walk down the attic stairs and then totally disappear. I called down to my mum and she said it was a bad dream, and I believed her until many years later when I was babysitting at my brother’s house. I’d put my nieces to bed and was downstairs watching TV when I heard the eldest scream. I rushed back up to see what was wrong and what she told me really freaked me out : she’d seen a man in old fashioned clothes and a top hat walk down the attic stairs and then totally disappear …

The Missing Meatloaf CD
When I was in my teens my mum used to listen to Meatloaf a lot and one day when I got in from school she asked me if I’d borrowed one of her CD’s as it wasn’t in the case. I hadn’t, but I checked all the CD players in the house anyway just incase someone had been listening to it and not put it back in the case. I couldn’t find it, and didn’t think about it again until I had a dream a few weeks later that I was putting the ‘Dirty Dancing’ soundtrack on to listen to and I found the missing Meatloaf one was underneath the disc in the case. Next morning I told my mum and when we checked the Dirty Dancing case there was the Meatloaf CD underneath the actual CD!

The Voice of Ricky
As a teenager I decided that I’d like to sleep up in the attic as it was much bigger than my room, so my dad decorated it for me and I moved up there. A few years after I had I was woken in the night by my friend Ricky talking to me. I couldn’t understand why he was in my room as my parents didn’t allow boys up there so I turned on the light to find out why, only to find that there was no one there. Assuming I had been dreaming I went back to sleep, but soon after my friend Amy slept over and woke me up in the middle of the night to tell me that Ricky was there and wanted to talk to me. I turned on the light and again there was no one there. I don’t know who it freaked out more that night – me or my friend!

It’s a Girl (and a Boy)
Another dream that I had as a teenager (I realise that all of my spooky experiences seem to happen while I’m asleep, I do apologise) was that I was laid on a bed in a white room with my mum at the side of me. She was looking very pale and I tried to speak to her to find out what was wrong but no sound came out of my mouth. A nurse then appeared with a pink bundle, passed it to me and said “Congratulations, it’s a girl.” And at 18 I gave birth to a little girl. Then, in the summer of 2012, I dreamt that I was on the phone to my mum when Nathan said “Tell her it’s a boy”. I thought nothing of it until a year later when – you guessed it – I gave birth to a little boy!

The Fusty Smell
When Stacey was a few weeks old, we were in the house alone and I was making a cup of tea when she started crying. I called to her “Mummy will just be two minutes sweetheart” and she stopped. When I went into the room where she was there was a really fusty smell, and it was strongest where Stacey was laid in her moses basket. She was laid on her back, staring straight up at the ceiling and smiling and laughing. The smell reminded me of a damp smell that my grandma and grandads bedroom had had before they died so I asked “Grandma, is that you?” and it disappeared. When it did, Stacey went straight to sleep. After this happened she would often stare up at the ceiling and chuckle.

The Christmas Decoration Incident
The Christmas after Stacey turned one, we were eating dinner and she would not stop screaming! When I’d finished I decided to take her upstairs and put her in her cot to sleep. I went back downstairs to eat my Christmas Pudding but I could still hear her and was going to go back up to her to try and settle her down, but my dad said to leave her for ten minutes as she was just being mardy. The next thing we knew a Christmas decoration was flinging itself across the room, and as it did the screaming just stopped. I rushed back upstairs to check on Stacey and she was fast asleep. I was relieved and turned round to go back downstairs. As I did I noticed a book on the floor in front of me. It was one that I’d loved as a child and had been looking for since having Stacey as I wanted to pass it on to her. How it got there I will never know.

Sensing Death

A few years ago we were sat having dinner one night when Stacey said that Toby (Nathan’s parents’ dog) wouldn’t be around for much longer. Nathan asked what had made her say that and she got all upset and said she didn’t know. She worried about it for the rest of the evening but finally settled down and went to bed. The next day we were out shopping when Nathan rung me and said that Toby had gone to sleep that morning. Although we were all upset, Stacey was beside herself with grief. She kept saying she didn’t know why she’d said what she’d said the night before and was convinced that she’d somehow cursed him. It was heartbreaking to see.

The Spot on the Door
When Oscar was just a couple of months old he started staring at a spot on the living room door. He would sit on mine or Nathan’s lap and smile away at it, before cooing and then finally screaming and looking genuinely frightened. It happened for a good few weeks before it stopped and I hated how upset he would get.

Now, I have to tell you that I’ve never been afraid of these happenings. Perhaps I’m a little bit psychic, or maybe I think too much about things once they’ve happened. One thing I do know though is that I was glad that there seemed to be someone looking out for Stacey. I just remember wishing that they’d do the same for Oscar instead of scaring him. I know they say that spirits can’t hurt you, but how do we really know?

Who’s in my Bed?
Another morning when Oscar was just a baby the alarm went off and, as usual, I nudged Nathan before turning over to have an extra half an hour while Oscar was asleep. I must have nodded off as I was suddenly woken up by a wriggling at the side of me. Assuming that Nathan hadn’t felt me nudge him I turned over to wake him up but he wasn’t there. I sat up and saw the bed covers move and could feel the wriggling again. I whipped the covers back, thinking that I must have put Oscar on the bed without realising and that he’d slipped under the covers but there was nobody there. I looked over to his moses basket and he was still in there, fast asleep. The wriggling stopped after that but it certainly gave me a fright. And I never left Oscar alone in our bedroom after that!

In the last couple of years I haven’t really had any other spooky experiences. I often feel there’s someone in the room with me when there isn’t, and sometimes the seat cushion on the chair where Nathan usually sits will creak and move down as if someone is sitting on it when there’s no one here but me, but other than that it’s been pretty quiet. Oh, except for the day when Oscar mentioned my Grandad Jack, who died when I was 10! I’m pretty sure no one had ever mentioned him before but Oscar was adamant that he was coming round to play – spooky!!

You’ve probably just read this and decided that I’m a complete lunatic. Everyone’s entitled to their opinion so I won’t hold it against you if you have! LOL.

Do you have any weird or spooky stories to share?
Why not leave me a comment below if you have – I’d love to hear them!

Thanks for reading guys.
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