Whats the spookiest thing that has happened to you?

by diamondblue1974 41 Replies latest jw experiences

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  talesin

  I have a good friend who dreams about deaths. It had happened twice when she was a kid, before I knew her. About 15 years ago, she started having dreams about a beloved old family friend, Jock.

  She talked to me about it, and said, "I know he is going to die in three months, and I'm really upset. This has happened to me before twice, and the dreams came true. And Jock is not sick or anything,,, I don't want to tell the family, because they will be worried, and there is nothing to be done to change it."

  Well, sad to say, within 3 months Jock dropped dead of an aneurysm ... this is not a cool thing ... she dreads getting another one, and I hope it never happens to her again.

  Totally spooked, she is.

  As for me, I often get message from my friends through the airwaves. I just wrote someone a note the other day, telling her I felt she was in need of an extra-special hug. Well, sho nuff, she wrote back "how did you know?" *shrug* Same thing happens with my best friend. All I have to do is focus, and he will 'appear', usually bringing exactly what I was wishing for. I am just connected to my friends that way ... not spooky, just another form of communication that most folks have not mastered. That's what I think, anyways.

  tal
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  zulukai

  I woke up from a dream one morning that had me in a sweat and overwhelmed that my brother living miles away and in good health had been killed. I brushed it off after I fully woke up, as just a nightmare but the feeling persisted. I called my brother's place only to be told by a family friend who was sitting with the kids that my brother had been taken to the hospital with severe chest pain early that morning. Turned out to be chest wall spasms from stress, not cardiac in origon, but everyone had been upset and he had thought he was going to die. I had a similar experience years later over a friend of mine I hadn't seen in a long time. The feeling of certainty of her death was overwhelming but I tried to ignore it. Later on that day I couldn't stand it so I called her. When she heard why I had called she went silent then told me I had just freaked her out because she had been so sick the night before she had made an appointment to see her doctor in the morning at the ER before he did his rounds and he told her to go home and pack a bag for a hospital stay. Turned out to have Lyme disease and got a hell of a lot sicker before she got well. I think some of us just have this ability to sense things we can't explain. I once told a man I had just met that he had cancer. And yes he did...of the bowel no less and because he got freaked out enough to go and have it checked out, it hadn't spread , he had a bowel resection and is alive to this day. I think these things happen to some people because we pay attention to the obscure, sense the shadows behind the everydayness of things. I'm a nurse also so the fine sheen of sweat and the slightly greyish skin tones of the man with cancer that had escaped the notice of his family was like a red flag to me. But it doesn't explain the things I knew when I was a kid that had my family staring at me like I was from another world! LOL Some of us are just like this...who knows why.
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  prophecor

  About six months before my mom had her brain annuerism operation, about 8 years ago, I'd had dreamed that she was going to have to go in the hospital. In the dream, I could so clearly see her, I had fell to the floor on my knees, crying in her lap as I was thinking the worst was going to happen.

  She went to the doctor one day because she kept having these headaches. They did a MRI, and found all these annuerisms in her head. They immediately opted for surgery. I then realized the dream that I'd had, and just like in the dream, I got on my knees in the kitchen, crying in my mother's lap, just like in the dream. In the dream, however, she was trying to encourage me because she knew she was gonna' be OK. In the dream, she kept teling me, " But I'm gonna' be alright, stop worrying about me. "

  It was a difficult road for her to cross, she had suffered a series of strokes after the operation. I was so mortified that I could not face her with all the tubes down her nose and throat, being in the ICU. I took it like a coward, but somehow, some way, she survived, and I was greatful to God that she did. I wasn't serving as a witness any longer, at that time. I'd never heard of JWD during those days. I was still in my guilt throes during those days. Life and death at that time were still in a Jehovah's Witness whirlwind of fear, doubt and disillusionment.

  I believe we were both given a gift of life. I was given the opportunity to see her live on as well as given another chance to walk thru her eventual dying process, that is provided I outlive her, with a lot more dignity and courage this time. She was never a Witness, but always wished to be more in tune to her spirituality. I want to be there this time, when that eventuality takes place, with a whole different perspective on the situation.
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  diamondblue1974

  I lived in a house with my girlfriend up until October last year when we bought our own place together; the house we lived in though different unexplainable things had happened; things were thrown from shelves when we walked the doors (admittedly it could have been the air travelling through the house with the doors and windows being open but it was spooky nonetheless);

  On particular evening last year we were sat in the house talking about different unexplainable events which have taken place including the one mentioned above; I was holding a glass of red wine in my hand and it shattered; no force was applied to it which would cause that to happen; I hadnt been rubbing the glass or anything it just almost exploded.

  Very freaky...again there could be an explainable rationally but this was freaky...everyone in the room agreed.

  DB74
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  Ellie

  Back in 1989 my grandma was living in a nursing home for the elderly, my family used to visit her once a week.

  This one particular occasion we went to visit, she was in fine health (for a 90 year old), nothing unusual except that she kept smileing for no particular reason.

  When we got in the car ready to leaeve I remember looking into the sky and thinking 'thats the last time I'll see her', the feeling was so strong but I never told anyone.

  Then the next day my mum got off the phone crying saying grandma had died in the night.
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  Mulan

  I often wake up at exactly 6:07 AM.
  

  That freaks me out.

  One time I was baking a pie, and my mind went to the last time I had baked that particular pie when we were having friends over. I thought about how I hadn't heard from them for about a year. The phone rang just then, and it was the wife of those friends, wanting to get together.

  I have a cousin who lives about 3 hours South of me, and we talk on the phone periodically. Two weeks ago, I was thinking about her and told Dave I needed to call her because we hadn't talked for a long time. About an hour later the phone rang and it was her. That happens to both of us all the time. I guess we are "connected". She always calls when something happens to my Dad, her uncle, and the first words she says are "how is Uncle Cy?".

  When my oldest son was about 3 years old, I had a terrible dream one night that he was killed in a very bad accident. The dream was vivid and detailed. The next morning, the newspaper had a story about an auto accident exactly like the one in my dream. The man who was killed had the same name as my son...............first and last name the same. I was reading a book, at the time, about Upton Sinclair, who believed in spiritism. I was a loyal JW at the time, so immediately took it back to the library. I was sure that was why I had that dream.
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  Sirona

  Mulan,

  When my oldest son was about 3 years old, I had a terrible dream one night that he was killed in a very bad accident. The dream was vivid and detailed. The next morning, the newspaper had a story about an auto accident exactly like the one in my dream. The man who was killed had the same name as my son...............first and last name the same. I was reading a book, at the time, about Upton Sinclair, who believed in spiritism. I was a loyal JW at the time, so immediately took it back to the library. I was sure that was why I had that dream.

  That is pretty cool!

  Where do I start with spooky stories?

  How about this one: I woke up in bed and there was a little boy looking at me.... (note, we don't have kids LOL). He was staring directly at me, not smiling or anything, hands by his sides. Then he disappeared. My husband also "had a dream" that a little boy was standing in the room. (Hub is a skeptic).

  A couple of times in our house we've packed things up to go to bed, turned off the lights, put the cats in the kitchen and shut the door on them (they don't come upstairs at night). In the night, both cats simultaneously jumped on our bed....so we got up to see how they got out of the kitchen and the kitchen door is wide open and the light is on. Around the same time this was happening we were woken by a loud crash - the mirror in the lounge had fallen and smashed on the floor. Of course this could be explainable but it was totally wierd....shards of glass ALL over the lounge.

  The thing that sent chills down my spine the most was when I was walking along through a doorway...and...well let me explain the scene better. I am about to walk through a doorway - no door there though just a gap - and I could see through the doorway another door on the left. So just as I'm walking a woman appeared through the closed door on the left and went past the gap I was about to walk through. She walked past this closed door in front of me and it took a second or two for me to realise that it couldn't have been a real person. I walked forward and she wasn't there (this lead to a corridor so she would have been walking down it). I told my friend who said that she too had experienced this ghost. Trying to open the same doorway as the woman appeared from, my friend said the door was yanked shut from the other side by "someone" but there was noone in that room.

  Sirona
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  Fatfreek

  Some years ago my kids and I were ready to leave the Houston public library, a large building near the center of the downtown area. We were all clustered at the top floor escalator and one by one stepped aboard. I was always pulling stupid pranks and decided to play like some powerful force, pointing my finger and commanding the escalator, "Stop this minute, you escalator". Within 5 seconds the escalator slowed to a halt and we all looked at each other, never uttering a word. We quietly walked down those steps to the next floor and decided to take the stairs for the remaining floors to the lobby.

  I have no idea what took place there and on that day. I have, however, since tried to make that same thing happen with the stock market at certain downward trends and am convinced I've lost my touch.
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  Thegoodgirl

  First, Prophecor, you have some really interesting stuff, and everyone else too.

  This story isn't really spooky but more extremely coincidental: The night I met my husband for the first time he was with a friend of his who was cute, and I was initially attracted to the friend. At the same time, my now husband was being pursued by this girl in his class who had a crush on him. Well anyway When my husband and I started dating, the guy and girl started dating. Kind of weird. We all went on with our lives, husband and I got married, this couple move off together to another state, we move to the far end of the US. Well one day, husband and I are taking a long walk around our city, and get tired and try to catch a bus home. Well, bus was taking too long, so husband tries his luck by running across the intersection, buying a coke at a store, and running back before the bus comes. Of course as soon as he gets inthe store the bus comes down the road, so I am yelling for him to hurry up. He comes running across a busy intersection, cars slamming on brakes, and one almost hits him. But that one car keeps beeping and beeping long after everyone else had stopped. Well of course it lo and behold is the other couple. They were in town for an emergency cause the girl's grandma was dying. Just so weird. If I was still a JW, I know I would think it is a sign from Jah or Satan that I should have married the other guy!
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  DreamDeferred

  Once I learn to embrace that we are connected in a non spooky demonic sort of way, it became kind of cool. I had I dream about my grandmother the night she died. She came to tell me goodbye. shortly after that -- same as you, my mother called to tell me that my grandmother passed away and you know now that I'm not a witness I am free to feel that it really happened. that maybe when she died, she a thought about me, and that's why I felt her that way, that she was close to me even thought we were 200+ miles apart. I'm not sure what happened, I'm sure a psychiatrist will tell me that my subconscious mind was just worried that my grandmother would pass away before I had time to get to the hospital to say goodbye, and my dream was the way my mind chose to ease my tension. --- I'm just glad that I'm not weirded out by it. It is spooky how coincidences happen. like when you think about someone you haven't talked to in ages and they call you... now that's spooky!