I don’t know if this is creepy, but I feel an intense dislike when I am in traffic and see men in their cars picking their noses like they are excavating. I never see men on the street picking their noses…only in cars. Do they think that they are hidden or something? :)I mean I just want to box them.
Come to think of it…maybe I’m the creepy weirdo for getting so annoyed over it. 
ps: I swear I’m not prejudiced but I’ve never seen a woman picking her nose in a car.
Last week I had called up a law firm to ask a question about a class action suit. While I was reading this thread I got a call from a lawyer who said, “We monitor some of our calls, and you called and spoke to Jim last week. There’s some information he didn’t mention that we wanted to give you…”
I usually just ignore those messages that say, “This call may be monitored,” but that was just vaguely…creepy.
I find most local cable access shows creepy. However, the king of creepiness is Benny Hain (? Hahn) He is a television evangelist who looks like he spends all his off hours in a tanning bed. At first I thought he might be East Indian, but he still has a slightly orange glow. Sister Angelica, the 1,000 year old nun from Alabama, is a close second.
I hate sleeping when there is too much light in the room. you see, I’ve been known to fall asleep with my eyes open, which makes for some deeply creepy, mind-messing dreams. The dream images overlay whatever is in my line of sight, and as a result I’ve seen some pretty damn weird things - rabid rats on the dresser, quivering and about to jump on the bed, a coat hanger sprout wings and then break up into a mass of flying incescts, glowing hand-shaped poisonous fungus sprout in the bed. It can take a long time to fully wake out of these dream, and my perception of reality is deeply skewed for hours afterward.
Come to think of it, it might be preety creepy for someone to walk in and see me in REM with my eyes open. Slumber party at my house, anyone?
Lifelike, porcelain dolls creep me out more than clowns (although I’m not too fond of them either), probably because of the many horror stories I read as a child about them coming to life. My grandmother gave me a very expensive porcelain doll for my birthday one year, and although looking back now, it was beautiful, at the time I was horrified; it was all I could do to maintain a pleasant smile. Of course I had to display it prominently in my room for years, and on many nights I had nightmares that it was moving or staring at me. When I moved out, the doll stayed.
Scarecrows are very creepy. And I refuse to see the film Jack Frost; I will not watch a Michael Keaton as a talking dead-guy-turned-snowman. (shiver) Also, in my grocery store, they have life-size vegetables above the garden section. If you hit a button, they move and sing. I get out of there when they do.
I also have those dreams where you partially wake up, but you’re paralyzed, and still dreaming. I would see all sorts of demon-type figures around my room, and feel them sitting on my bed. Those dreams used to scare me to death, but they happen with such frequency that I now know they’re dreams. It’s still creepy, though, trying to wake yourself up from a dream where things are flitting around the room just outside your field of vision.
Also, every now and then, someone will pass near me and I will get a chill as they go by, even if he/she is in a group of people. I’ve even gotten a chill from another car going by, while driving.
Creepy enough?
So all these posts are “very vaguely” creepy??? That’s ok, I like these stories. Does that make me creepy?
Have you ever had the sudden feeling that you’re not sure if you’re awake or dreaming? I’ve had this feeling at night in bed, which is creepy enough, but what’s really creepy is that I’ve also had this feeling come upon me during the day when I’m going about my every day activities.
A creepy story I just read in our daily newspaper: “Human Skeletons Found in Yard”. Summary: A construction crew replacing a sewage line uncovered two human torsos and two skulls in the back yard of a house. The remains, which appear to have been buried about 35 years ago, show signs of being used for autopsy and medical study. One of the skulls had its skull cap surgically removed.
The house was once owned by a doctor, which would explain the condition of the remains, but why would he bury them in his back yard???
The article says, “[The current owner of the house] said the discovery of the remains near the house he has lived in the past 36 years is creepy.” NO KIDDIN’!!!
Makes me wonder what’s been buried in MY backyard!!!
First, som background, six years ago, my BF (at the time) was away (with the army) and I had a guy-friend in the army I was chatting on the phone with and stuff ( we were all friends). My friend, who I’ll call Kevin was stationed in another province. Now, i was aware of the fact that I was having strong feelings for him but, out of loyalty to my BF, was not acting on them in any way.
One night, I had this vivid dream. I was sitting in a room and Kevin walked in. We sat, and talked about all sorts of stuff.
At one point he said, “I need to know how you feel about me.”
I responded, “I love you, but I’m with my BF and he has dibs.”
I remember thinking when I woke up, dibs? What a strange thing to say.
That day Kevin called me. We had our normal chat then he said, “So, dibs huh?”
He had the exact same dream, word for word. He called it dream-travelling and said he did it once and awhile to check in on people and see how they really feel (apparently you can’t lie in dreams).
Now that was weird enough, but then he started doing it sort of regularly, calling me then next day and telling me about my own dreams. Try having someone who can just invade your REM whenever they feel like it, or so it seemed.
I remember seeing one of those National Geographic specials when I was a kid in which a team of divers explored some sunken Japanese ships. In one scene, they swam through a large compartment that had a pile of skulls in it and I lived with that image for weeks afterwards. I know some people like the sport, but exploring a sunken ship that might still have a few passengers gives me the willies.
Also, like Homer Simpson, I’m not too big on sock puppets.
Two creepy things spring to mind for me:
On the top of the commode in my bathroom is a very pretty dish of carnival glass. I found it when I was about nine years old, in the backyard of my old house, buried beside the shed. Apparently, of the family that lived in the house before us, the wife was a little strange. She had bars put on all the windows and occasionally buried things in the backyard.
Speaking of manmade lakes and what lies beneath them, in the Hill Country of Texas is a three mile long body of water named Canyon Lake. We sailed on it for years and years. One day, my dad showed me a topographical map of the lake, and on it were symbols for roads, schools, churches and graveyards. Somewhere under the water were people buried six feet below. shudder
I’ll join in on the fun:
11 years ago(if 11 year cycles don’t ring something to you, that’s the time it takes for the Sun to reach peak activity), I went on vacation at Pohénegamook(that’s somewhere in Québec near the Maine border) and there were a LOT of aurora borealis one night. We watched them for hours, but it was getting late, and we went to sleep. On the way to our room, i took a last look at the sky, to see, astonishingly, the shilouette of a bird with it’s wings deployed, it’s head looking sideways(a bit like the american bald eagle symbol). It lasted a long time, it wasn’t a half a second image. In fact, I down’t know how long it lasted, since I went to sleep. It looked as if there was a magnetic field shaped like a bird that was holding a part of the lights, effectively making like a hole in the display. To this day, I still can’t give a scientific explanation as to what I saw… not creepy, but eerie, to say the least…
I’m surprised that no one mentioned this yet, but Déjà vu. You know, that feeling you have sometimes that the situation you’re in, well, you already lived it…
I’m sorry but I just can’t leave this alone. Every story I’ve read so far has been great.
Just wondered if any of you’ve had my experience. Over the years I have lived in 18 different houses. I guess it doesn’t seem creepy to me because it’s happened so many times and in every house I’ve lived in. I feel a gentle hand on my shoulder (like someone is standing behind me and touching me)…very light pressure. Like someone is comforting me or imagine a pat without the patting motion. It is so real that I always turn around and look behind me just to make sure I am alone…physically anyway. It isn’t a bothersome thing and has never seemed threatening in any way. I would say this has happened to me at least once a year.
Ever since my daughter has been a little girl she has told me of an older man and woman with their dog that she sees at the foot of her bed. She has experienced this in every house she has lived in too. She says they seem to be from another era because the woman has a long dress and is wearing her hair in a bun and the old man which she assumes is the woman’s husband is just dressed in old man clothes. She also sees something that scares her but it doesn’t come often. She used to describe it as a child or little boy but says it scares her because it seems evil. It dances around.
Far and away the creepiest thing ever - enormous flocks of very small birds gathering in one tree. Large flocks, no big deal. Sky-blackening mass of small, chirping vermin - creepy. A cloud of them roosted in a tree near my house for a little while, and it was terrible. I saw them land, and then they blended into the limbs. After a moment, I could pick them out, swarming in the tree. Ergh.
I haven’t read “The Dark Half” in years, but there was a flocking bird theme in that, and it wasn’t good.
A few years ago, during the Hale-Bopp (sp?) fiasco, and taking pictures out in my backyard (its was like 3 feet deep in snow), suddenly, there was a HUGE aurora that covered almost the entire sky - and mind you, I live in a city with a pop of 550 000+ about only a km from downtown. North, South, East, West, it was almost everywhere I could look. It had been a incredibly calm and crystal clear night, but once I noticed the aurora (it also seemed to come instantly, which was also creepy) a strong gust of wind came and almost knocked my ~40 pound tripod over - that was creepy. As the night went on, the northern aurora started fading, but the southern one remained incredibly bright - and this was during a near full moon.
I think that was weird, and yes, I know, aurora’s can occur in any direction but its just rare that there is such a enveloping one in a big city. I also took some photos, but unfortounatly I did not have a wide angle lens as all the rentals were rented out from my local store =(
First post on this board, you guys and gals (and gals and guys) are just too awesome to pass up (hey you in the back, stop throwing tomatoes at me), and I figured I’d open up with this creepy incident.
Really, it happens every time. Reading “Big Secrets”, a book by William Poundstone, kinda part of the whole De-Bunking clan of books, videos, etc. Normally, Poundstone fills his pages with how magic tricks are done, how to cheat at blackjack, and other semi-secret stuff. But, in a discussion of secret frequencies, Mr. Poundstone hit upon a strange phenomenon that has NEVER failed to scare me to tears…and I mean CRYING.
Apparently, there are radio transmissions that can be picked up on shortwave during U.S. night hours. These frequencies, when tuned in, will reveal a female or male voice, in any number of different languages, reciting NUMBERS in patterns of five. Just…numbers. I can’t explain why this freaks me out so bad, but it does. ALL OVER the world, all different languages.
On the same note, there’s also a strange melody that can be heard on a particular frequency. Poundstone describes it as a “12 note, plaintive, flutelike melody.” Oh my God, that one scares me SO BADLY…I swear I can imagine hearing it at night…coming out of my radio…just repeating…endless.
Ugh. Anyone else find this scary? I’ve already teared up just talking about it.
Christopher Walkin
I don’t think it’s creepy to watch conspiracy nuts…it’s like your own version of MST3K!
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*Originally posted by Gunslinger *
**Strange how the documentary-type TV shows (like In Search Of) about sasquatch, aliens, Jersey devil, etc. always come on right after dark…
Notice that you only see the really weird sh!t when you don’t have a camera with you?
Creepy stuff:
Ocasionally at night (while we’re still up, 11:00 or so) my dog (Dachshund) will suddenly stare at the front door. That’s all, just sit there 3 feet from the door and stare at it. And growl. Not a “mean” growl, but a low, menacing, *evil[/]-sounding growl. When I open the door, the dog runs and hides in the kitchen. I look out, and there’s nothing there.
More evidence that, yes, pets have a sense of humor.
-Myr
One more thing thats vaguely creepy.
Fish eggs that go on sushi. They are almost perfectly spherical and completely clear, it makes you wonder how the hell they grow up to be fish. I mean, its like just completely clear.
I’ve had a very creepy life… Let’s see…
Once, my sister and I were downstairs watching TV late at night. She had fallen asleep and suddenly she woke up and walked out of the living room, towards the bathroom. Well, I heard the door to our storage area/laundry room open, so I followed her. She had this weird look on her face, and she grabbed the door knob to the back door and tried to open it. When it wouldn’t open, she freaked out and started screaming. I unlocked it and opened it, asking where she was going and she just “woke up” and looked around. She then headed back to the living room, plopped down and was asleep. The creepy thing was, in the middle of the summer, it must have been 50 degrees and a fog was rolling in out of nowhere. Also, for living 20 ft. from a lake, there weren’t any frogs or crickets making a sound.
I also hate those Limber Louie puppet things. They’re a type of marionnette with a big furry head and big feet, all attached by long strips of fabric. They creep me out something awful!!! Then again…I don’t like the Muppets very much, either.
Oh…and I hate those automatic shut off lights! I have them in my office. If you don’t move, they turn off to save electricity. I also hate it when I’m working, and I suddenly look up out the door of my office, and the entire 11th floor is completely deserted! People walk out of here without a sound and I never know!
Another creepy thing… (this is getting long, I know, but I can’t help it)… I hate holes…lots and lots of holes. YUCK!! Am I weird? I’ve met only one other person with this same problem, and now she’s shares an apartment with me.
Don’t have a sig yet, but I’m working on it.
SuZQRyche.
I have one similar to getting the chills when someone walks by – There’s this guy that is an acquaintance of mine (friend of my BF) – he’s very nice, polite, smart, funny, literate, etc., but when he’s around all the hair on my body stands up and I feel as if I’m in danger - and I have a strong urge to get away from him. I have the same reaction when he calls on the phone. I have asked mutual female friends about it, but nobody else seems to have this reaction to him.
Creepy. I don’t let him stop by when I’m alone.