Weirdest thing that's ever happened to you?

[swindonseagull]

Remember going to bed with a hangover about 4pm one afternoon. at about 4.30 I awoke to find myself unable to move and my room a black vortex. I was pinned to my bed by an unseen force and something seemed to be on top of me. babbling obscenities into my ear and clutching my throat. I was paralysed and unable to speak. Eventually I managed to let a shout out and my brother came in and dragged me off the bed. Very frightening indeed.

wow virtually exact same thing happened to me, I remember going to bed and being woken by a strange being in my room, I tried to sit up and shout but could not make a noise. Then I felt the bed move,I felt a hand on my chest as I tried to scream, eventually I screamed and sat up, my bed had been moved away from the wall, never been able to explain it.

 

[swindonseagull]

Having a drink with Grant & Phil Mitchel at the opening night of A CLOCKWORK ORANGE stage play in London

Mate.....they are not real people.....they are actors....and very bad ones too,.

 

[Govinda Tim]

My parents used to tell me of the time when I was about 4 and had been in bed for about 2 hours when they heard me talking in my bedroom. Assuming I was playing and talking to my toys, they looked in to find I was having one side of a conversation with an invisible person on the end of my bed. They swear that they were so freaked out they both went to the next door neighbours to get them to come back with them to the house, by which time I was back under the covers and sound asleep. When they asked me about it the next day I said that I had been talking to my Auntie Iris who had died about 6 months earlier. I have no recollection of this at all.

 

[ThePompousPaladin]

I once called a coin toss 27 times in a row.

cba to work out the odds, quite slim though.

 

[Nibble]

wow virtually exact same thing happened to me, I remember going to bed and being woken by a strange being in my room, I tried to sit up and shout but could not make a noise. Then I felt the bed move,I felt a hand on my chest as I tried to scream, eventually I screamed and sat up, my bed had been moved away from the wall, never been able to explain it.

Frightening. People call it an Incubus or Sucubus I think. In my sleep I had for a while a demon in my room, kept circling me over nights and got closer and closer until one night it tried to bite my face off. I woke myself up screaming in my sleep. Grim. Not had it for over 2 years now touch wood.

 

[Nibble]

My parents used to tell me of the time when I was about 4 and had been in bed for about 2 hours when they heard me talking in my bedroom. Assuming I was playing and talking to my toys, they looked in to find I was having one side of a conversation with an invisible person on the end of my bed. They swear that they were so freaked out they both went to the next door neighbours to get them to come back with them to the house, by which time I was back under the covers and sound asleep. When they asked me about it the next day I said that I had been talking to my Auntie Iris who had died about 6 months earlier. I have no recollection of this at all.

God, I bet they shit themselves!

 

[Govinda Tim]

God, I bet they shit themselves!

Apparently I was totally unperturbed by it at all.

 

[Mowgli37]

As a child, one night I glanced out of my window to see an orb of light suspended above Denne Hill to the south of Horsham. It was unlike anything else I'd ever seen certainly not an aeroplane, Chinese Lantern or anything of the sort. It was white, effervescent and quite incredible. I ran to get my telescope but it had vanished in the few seconds that elapsed. Never have been able to explain it.

 

[Durlston]

Probably ketamine, literally found myself in another dimension (I think)

Similar with LSD for my only time. I took FAR too much.

Got home quite drunk from the pub after an England match one summer on my own and had a tab of acid that I'd bought a few weeks ago. At first I felt amazing and music sounded a hundred times better. Wow - this is incredible! Then it all started to go wrong. I lost all account of time. My vision was wavering and everything looked deformed like those silly mirrors. The television was groaning and there was sludge all over the walls. The panic attacks started that I was going out of my mind and I had 'left' my body on the sofa; I thought I had died. My screaming hysterically must have been heard by the neighbours (although I don't remember if any windows were open. Being summer, there probably were). How long it lasted I don't know but my next memory was of running water as I'd left a tap on all night in the kitchen - I was starting to return to normal at last! It was getting light outside but I was too scared to look. I would have seen zombies, ghosts, skeletons, anything. All I did was go to bed, felt how cool the duvet was and waited for it to pass. My worst ever experience on my own.

I've never taken LSD again, not even with friends to calm me down if I had another bad trip.

 

[Nibble]

Similar with LSD for my only time. I took FAR too much.

Got home quite drunk from the pub after an England match one summer on my own and had a tab of acid that I'd bought a few weeks ago. At first I felt amazing and music sounded a hundred times better. Wow - this is incredible! Then it all started to go wrong. I lost all account of time. My vision was wavering and everything looked deformed like those silly mirrors. The television was groaning and there was sludge all over the walls. The panic attacks started that I was going out of my mind and I had 'left' my body on the sofa; I thought I had died. My screaming hysterically must have been heard by the neighbours (although I don't remember if any windows were open. Being summer, there probably were). How long it lasted I don't know but my next memory was of running water as I'd left a tap on all night in the kitchen - I was starting to return to normal at last! It was getting light outside but I was too scared to look. I would have seen zombies, ghosts, skeletons, anything. All I did was go to bed, felt how cool the duvet was and waited for it to pass. My worst ever experience on my own.

I've never taken LSD again, not even with friends to calm me down if I had another bad trip.

Surprisingly I had a bad mushroom trip in Amsterdam. I got stuck in a mirrored, revolving door, screaming. Did a rough acid trip in Cardiff once but not like the revolving doors. Thought I was on an express train to Hades..

 

[pishhead]

My one and only experience on ketamine involved me miaowing, throwing up and upon getting into bed I then believed I was levitating above the bed before disappearing into the bed and exiting out of my window onto some form of water slide into a window over the road, where on I which returned to levitate above my bed.

 

[Bevendean Hillbilly]

I love these threads. Interesting to hear Nibbles Clapham story. Those woods are famous for hauntings, disappearances, devil worship and all sorts of high strangeness. I spent the night up there when I was 11 or 12... Nothing happened whatsoever despite me desperately wanting it to.

My life is full of odd events. Haunted houses, peculiar coincidences and bizarre phenomena. Some of it I went looking for and others, the most disturbing, were out of the blue and remarkable for their very ordinariness.

Stanmer great wood is one place that I've seen a ghost...I mentioned it on here once and it led to some great PM conversation with another poster who had seen the exact same thing in the same place but at a different time. I've also read and heard from two other sane people who have told me of different occurrences in the park area. There were also a couple of references to anomalous big cats being spotted in the area too very recently on here recently. Oddly I have found that areas where there is a lot of paranormal activity seem to throw up a broad range of phenomena from Ghosts, ABCs ( Alien Big Cats) and Magick (pentagrams being found in the woods, signs of ritual etc) to murders and violence (Stanmer has these events linked as well)

Archaeologically the Stanmer area is rich too with habitation evidence stretching to pre roman times and has evidence of Stone circles and Sarcen stones in the Rocky Clump area.

There's a book in there somewhere. It's definitely one of the most active areas in Brighton for psychical phenomena but goes largely ignored by the experts in that sphere.

 

[Govinda Tim]

Similar with LSD for my only time. I took FAR too much.

Got home quite drunk from the pub after an England match one summer on my own and had a tab of acid that I'd bought a few weeks ago. At first I felt amazing and music sounded a hundred times better. Wow - this is incredible! Then it all started to go wrong. I lost all account of time. My vision was wavering and everything looked deformed like those silly mirrors. The television was groaning and there was sludge all over the walls. The panic attacks started that I was going out of my mind and I had 'left' my body on the sofa; I thought I had died. My screaming hysterically must have been heard by the neighbours (although I don't remember if any windows were open. Being summer, there probably were). How long it lasted I don't know but my next memory was of running water as I'd left a tap on all night in the kitchen - I was starting to return to normal at last! It was getting light outside but I was too scared to look. I would have seen zombies, ghosts, skeletons, anything. All I did was go to bed, felt how cool the duvet was and waited for it to pass. My worst ever experience on my own.

I've never taken LSD again, not even with friends to calm me down if I had another bad trip.

Acid can be most wonderful and most scary. One time, having dropped a tab with a friend in a pub, we asked another friend if we could borrow his keys to his flat to go and roll a spliff. We went to his flat, spent what seemed like hours (but was probably only 30 minutes max) rolling a spliff, making shaving foam beards and showering it off and trying to make a pot of coffee with a cafetiere which at the time (early 70s') was a new fangled gadget. We broke the thing by pushing too hard on the plunger and mortified by this, we looked at the carnage we had caused and felt so guilty as our friend had trusted us with the keys to his flat. We spent ages clearing up as best we could and went back to the pub. We confessed to our friend to having broken his cafetiere and promised to replace it the next day. When I met up with him the next day with a replacement, he thanked me very much for not only replacing it but also for having cleared up the mess that he and 7 of his friends had made at their weekly curry night including doing the washing up, clearing away the old containers and emptying the bin, in fact, all the "carnage" that we thought we had caused!!

 

[Durlston]

Surprisingly I had a bad mushroom trip in Amsterdam. I got stuck in a mirrored, revolving door, screaming. Did a rough acid trip in Cardiff once but not like the revolving doors. Thought I was on an express train to Hades..

I would never try acid again. The days after were the weirdest of my life; like I was in another subconscious place hidden in my mind that i hadn't been to for a long time. Very strange.

All this stuff is going to give me nightmares so I'll leave this thread now. Early start needed tomorrow.

 

[symyjym]

When I was about 12, I was sitting up in bed with the light on, and I said out loud "if there is a God or Devil prove it". About 10 mins later I heard a quick sound of the carpet scratching on the other side of the room near the door. It made me freeze a bit but ignored it.

About a minute later I heard the same carpet scratching sound, but slightly louder, move from the door to the centre of the room, and I felt the blood drain out of my face this time. Then about 15 seconds later I heard the carpet scratching and louder scambling from the centre of the room to under my bed and I felt the bed move from underneath as if something was trying to get under it.

It did freak me right out, I was wide awake with the light on and not half asleep and confused. It was as clear as day, I haven't been able to exlplain it, and although I put it down to it just being my imagination, I know inside that the experience felt too real for my brain to make it up. I can explain the scratching sound as possibly a mouse under ther floorboards, but I cant work out why my bed springs moved.

I still don't believe in God because I am sure he wouldn't try and scare the shit out of me.

 

[Nibble]

I've never done Ketamin. Anytime I've ever been at a party it's being taken there is a very dark atmosphere and I've seen people taken advantage of in odd ways on it. Not summatI could have in my life. Mind you I gave up everything except moderate drinking about 10 years ago and I've just quit the fags. Looking at this thread enough weird shit goes on in my life without that stuff!

 

[SeagullSongs]

I once called a coin toss 27 times in a row.

cba to work out the odds, quite slim though.

It's a little over 1 in 134,000,000 chance.

 

[Bevendean Hillbilly]

I've never done Ketamin. Anytime I've ever been at a party it's being taken there is a very dark atmosphere and I've seen people taken advantage of in odd ways on it. Not summatI could have in my life. Mind you I gave up everything except moderate drinking about 10 years ago and I've just quit the fags. Looking at this thread enough weird shit goes on in my life without that stuff!

Ketamine is a "portal" drug which I have tried in "Heroic" doses in the bad old days. How anyone can see it a social drug is quite beyond me.

 

[Nibble]

I love these threads. Interesting to hear Nibbles Clapham story. Those woods are famous for hauntings, disappearances, devil worship and all sorts of high strangeness. I spent the night up there when I was 11 or 12... Nothing happened whatsoever despite me desperately wanting it to.

My life is full of odd events. Haunted houses, peculiar coincidences and bizarre phenomena. Some of it I went looking for and others, the most disturbing, were out of the blue and remarkable for their very ordinariness.

Stanmer great wood is one place that I've seen a ghost...I mentioned it on here once and it led to some great PM conversation with another poster who had seen the exact same thing in the same place but at a different time. I've also read and heard from two other sane people who have told me of different occurrences in the park area. There were also a couple of references to anomalous big cats being spotted in the area too very recently on here recently. Oddly I have found that areas where there is a lot of paranormal activity seem to throw up a broad range of phenomena from Ghosts, ABCs ( Alien Big Cats) and Magick (pentagrams being found in the woods, signs of ritual etc) to murders and violence (Stanmer has these events linked as well)

Archaeologically the Stanmer area is rich too with habitation evidence stretching to pre roman times and has evidence of Stone circles and Sarcen stones in the Rocky Clump area.

There's a book in there somewhere. It's definitely one of the most active areas in Brighton for psychical phenomena but goes largely ignored by the experts in that sphere.

I don't know anything about Stanmer, will look that up.Intriguing

.Basically at Clapham myself and the then Lady Nibble picked at random a walk from pub walks book and off we set with a lunch and our book and map. We parked up near the village and walked into the woods. Straight away I didn't like it and neither did Niblette. We walked along a wide avenue of trees and I even said I feel ill at ease but we shrugged it off and went into the woods. There is genuinely no birdsong, animal life etc. It's a very ancient wood so that is not in and of itself unusual so other than noting it was very stagnant, lots of festering pools of water, dead trees etc and that it just wasn't very nice.

Got up to the top and out to the Downs, we felt a bit nauseous and didn't want our food. Nibelle was also complaining of feeling cold. It was around 29 degrees that day. We walked a bit further and I started getting stomach cramos. We could not locate ourselves on the map and re-traced our path getting ourselves incredibly and rather inexplicably lost.

At this point an older couple came by and we got some help with directions and off we set. We came across a horse in a field which we fed. It was acting rather odd though, it suddenly stopped dead and started scraping it's hoof and winnying while looking dead straight past us into the distance. That freaked us out so we pressed on. We still felt very strange and ill and we felt a million miles from anywhere. Again we were lost but we had maps, a guide we just could not get back on track. By now it was about 4 and we'd been out since midday and just wanted to get to lunch by now.

Luckily we saw the older couple again a little bit further on coming towards us. We smiled and greeted them as they approached and started to explain that we were lost but instead of stopping this time they swerved round us and carried on without a word. Elle Nib said quite loudly after them "Charming, what's the matter?". The woman turned her head and looked at us with scorn but turned back and kept walking.

There is not much more, certainly nothing dramatic. We felt ill, ill at ease, scared of the place to be fair. We made a conserted effort to get out of there, ending up walking through fields to cut across quickly as time was passing incredibly quick and dusk was setting in. Not a place we wanted to be in the dark.

That night we carried the feeling with us and both of us had night terrors about the place and the other worldly feeling it gave us. We didn't have internet connection at the time so when I got to work the next day I googled Clapham Wood. There has been several murders, disappearances of people, dogs, horses. People have also reported stomach cramps, feeling ill at ease even in groups. There is a lot of bad history on that trail and the woods. I would never go back and I would never have gone with my Missus if I'd have known beforehand. No mention of t made in the Pub Walk book whatsoever. I'd avoid if I were you, ghastly place.

 

[symyjym]

Acid can be most wonderful and most scary. One time, having dropped a tab with a friend in a pub, we asked another friend if we could borrow his keys to his flat to go and roll a spliff. We went to his flat, spent what seemed like hours (but was probably only 30 minutes max) rolling a spliff, making shaving foam beards and showering it off and trying to make a pot of coffee with a cafetiere which at the time (early 70s') was a new fangled gadget. We broke the thing by pushing too hard on the plunger and mortified by this, we looked at the carnage we had caused and felt so guilty as our friend had trusted us with the keys to his flat. We spent ages clearing up as best we could and went back to the pub. We confessed to our friend to having broken his cafetiere and promised to replace it the next day. When I met up with him the next day with a replacement, he thanked me very much for not only replacing it but also for having cleared up the mess that he and 7 of his friends had made at their weekly curry night including doing the washing up, clearing away the old containers and emptying the bin, in fact, all the "carnage" that we thought we had caused!!

Yep, I've seen both sides, and if you start thinking about your body internally like the blood pumping around your brain and then bleeding, and then feeling it pouring down your neck internally it puts you off.