Post # 1
So reading a post on Reddit this morning that made me think of this. I’m wondering what’s the weirdest thing that’s ever happened to you, or something you just can’t explain? I’ll start…
For my bridal shower two years ago I received a Bath and Body Works lotion/sock gift set. It was exactly this but the scent was Sweet Pea. (Sorry for the ginormous pic)
I’m not a fan of the Sweet Pea scent and lotion socks make my feet feel gross so it just sat unopened on the dresser in our apartment for a few weeks. One day I walked into the bedroom and noticed that the box was laying on its side, open, with the lotion and body spray inside but the socks were gone. I asked DH if he took the socks out and he swore he had no idea where they went. He said I must have taken them out and forgotten about it. I knew I didn’t though. A few weeks later I’m looking for something under the bed and I pull out the socks. But instead of laid on top of each other with the little plastic thingy connecting them (like they were in the box) they were folded like you’d fold a pair of socks you wore. Like this…
We had only been married for a few weeks when the socks went missing and only a couple of people had visited us so far. They both said they have no idea about the socks. We also didn’t have any animals yet at this time. It still weirds me out to this day.
Okay, your turn! What weird/unexplainable things have happened to you? I’m looking forward to reading your stories 😀
Post # 3
Yeah that would freak me out. WHO TOUCHED THE SOCKS????
I’m sure this probably isn’t it, but it’s an “ok” weird thing. When I was a kid I hated going into the basement because it was basement-y. (My parents ended up finishing the basement but I could never be down there alone because of this…) One time, I went down to get some soup or something. I was about 3/4 down the stairs and I heard someone say my name. I run back upstairs and I’m like, “Did you guys just say my name?” NO. Nope. Nopers. Nobody was talking AT ALL. It’s not even like I was that little kid who always thought there were ghosts around. Well, I nearly passed out and I literally had to sprint down and up the stairs to go get the soup. :/
Post # 4
@RenoSweeney24: I know right?! I was like “Look, I’m not going to be mad. Just tell me if you folded my socks and threw them under my bed!” No one fessed up 😛
And gurl…basements are creepy! That would scare the bejeezus out of me. Our laundry room in our current house is in the basement and I spend absolutely the least amount of time down there as possible. If I ever heard my name down there, I’d be taking my laundry to the laundromat from now on.
Post # 5
For my 18th birthday my dad gave me a beautiful pair of opal earrings. One day my phone rang when I was in a university class, I rushed out the door to answer it and when I hung up the phone pulled off my earring and if fell down the stair well. I searched and searched but could not find it anywhere. of course class ended and all hope was gone. One week later I got another call during class, rushed out the door, I was stading by a fire door and there was my earring, sitting on the bar that you push to open the door.
It makes so sense. I heard the earring drop, and I was standing no where near that door.
Post # 6
Ok recently… One of my favorite pink zip up soft fluffy hoodies is missing. I have searched our house top to bottom several times, and I know exactly what day I last wore it and that I wore it home. I have NO idea where it is and what happened to it. I despise losing things, it makes me so angry.
Post # 7
@swanks4tw: Wow, that is scary! Sounds like you have a Sweet Pea lovin’ ghost on your hands. I’ve never had anything that drastic happen to me but one of my exes said he woke up in the middle of the night once because he heard a noise. He went out to the kitchen and saw a tea kettle floating in mid-air. Freaky.
Post # 8
- Wedding: March 2014 - A castle!
When I was 5 my parents took my to Disney World. It was just the 3 of us. When we got back from the trip and we developed all the pictures we took… something really really creepy happened. There was 1 picture of all three of us asleep in the bed in our hotel room. Someone, somehow, got into our room at night while we were sleeping and used our camera to take a picture of us. To this day my mom still talks about how creepy it is!
Also, when I was 10 I swear I totally saw a UFO. I was sitting upstairs in my mom and dad’s room in a recliner in front of a window looking into my neighbor’s yard. Their backyard has about a dozen giant evergreens along our fence lines. Through the trees came this bright blue and red disk shaped object. I thought the colors were odd because it reminded me of a children’s toy and it is probably only 2 ft in diameter. It hovered in front of my parents window where I was sitting and it was like we were looking at one another. Then after about 15 seconds of hovering it zipped off in between the trees and was gone. The way it manuvered made me think that it definitely was not a remote controlled toy in any way… and it just disappeared sooooo fast… totally weird.
Post # 9
I was exiting my car and shut the door. As i was about to walk away, I got a strong odor of Certs and cigarettes and my mind insantly went to my grandma. My grandma was a heavy smoker who always had Certs onhand. She gave me that car before she passed away; I had it detailed so any smells were removed.
I like to think that she was stopping by to say hello to me 😉
Post # 10
@swanks4tw: Omg I don’t think I could do laundry in a basement. I don’t care how finished and fancy that basement is.
Yeah fortunately our laundry room was on the main floor (basement, main, 2nd) so that was not an additional issue. I would have been like… I don’t care if I’m 15, you can do my laundry for me!
Post # 11
@PoppyH: What the fuuuuuuuuu….
It’s things like this that make the world weird.
Post # 12
@PoppyH: Someone probably found the earring and set it somewhere where people could see it, just in case.
Post # 13
A… a floating tea kettle? Mommy.
Post # 14
@FutureDrAtkins: Oh my god, that story about the camera is freaking me out right now. I CANNOT DEAL.
I have a funny weird story. I lived overseas for a while in a sort of beaten up apartment where the front doors opened up directly outside. One night, at like 11 PM, somebody knocked at my door. Assuming it was one of my English-speaking friends that lived in the same building, I went and opened the door and it was… a Japanese woman in a full cap and nightgown. All she said was, “I have bread for you,” and held out a paper bag. I was so confused that I was all, uhh, er… okay, and took the bread and then turned to put it down in the kitchen, and when I turned back to thank her (and to figure out who the hell she was) she’d vanished. Everybody joked that I’d received “ghost bread.” It was delish, though! (Should I have eaten it? I don’t know.)
I DO have a really creepy crazy amazing story about my mother’s friend, though. My mother’s friend and her husband were sleeping one night and the mother kept having bad dreams about their son, who lived out of province. She woke up in the middle of the night and texted him “hey, just let us know you’re okay,” and then a few hours later got the phone call that no parent wants to get; he had been involved in a car crash. They pack up and start driving to get to him, and find out half-way through the drive that he’s in critical condition. As they enter a really deserted area of Alberta, the dad prays to his mother, who had just passed, to look out for their son and keep him safe, and at that exact moment the mom gets a text from her son that says “it’s okay mom, I’m safe.” When they got to the hospital he had passed away. We think that maybe the message he had sent earlier in the night got bounced between towers until they entered the dead zone, but everytime I hear or think of that story I just get goosebumps…
Post # 15
@FutureDrAtkins: I refuse to believe that picture actually exists and you are messing with us all. Too creepy otherwise.
Post # 16
Oh man.., I’m getting the chills from some of these!
My grandpa died and at the time, my dad (parents are divorced) was living with my grandma to help take care of her. My sister and I spent every other weekend at my dads/grandmas. My sister and I shared a room at their house. One night after the funeral in January, we were laying in our beds talking about my grandpa telling stories about him. All of a sudden, the cords from the ceiling fan started going beserk–hitting the top of the fan, the light bulb, etc. We turned on the light and they slowly stopped moving. The fan wasn’t on because it was winter, the window wasn’t open, and our door was (still) closed.