Fright of your life?

[BlarneyStoned]

Whats the most scared you've ever been?

I remember one time at about 15 years of age when I was snorkelling off Brandon point in kerry. Happy out swimming around the gaff and intimidating jelly fish.
Me mam, dad and brother were sitting on the rocks nearby in the glorious sunshine enjoying what can only be described as a perfect summers day.

So while I was there splashing about and wrecking the homes of a few crabs my mam started roaring something. I looked up to see her pointing behind me. I turned around and immediately my balls retracted with fear into the back of my throat.
A basking shark that must have been at least 15 feet in length was swimming past me. Now I didn't realise it was a basking shark all I saw was the big fin. When you see something that big underwater the first word that comes into your head is Jaws! So naturally I screamed in panic turned towards the shore swimming as fast as I could leaving a yellowish tinge in my wake.Go figure.
So sitting on the rocks gasping for breath my dad says
"Sure what was wrong with ya its only a basker!" (they have no teeth see!)
I said "D-D-D-D-id ya not see the size of it?"
He said "Sure it was more scared of you than you are of it ya gowl!"
I said "yeah well how come it didn't shit itself as well?"
Then he gave out to me for swearing in front fo mam.

I think I saw a ghost before too.

[St. John Smythe]

I looked through a peep hole in a men's toilet at the age of 5. I don't want to go into what I saw on the other side, but it frightened me.

St. John

[macuísle]

Galooting round Belfast in my cousin's new car and got lost. Came around a corner a very large group of Adair's finest were having a barbeque. Completely blocking off the street. Twas me, Minx and two other female cousins. We would have been fine if it wasn't for the rosary beads hanging from the rearview mirror. Some lads starting rocking the car and Minx starting saying the Our Lady when a huge baldy man pushed through the crowd looked into the car and literally picked a few of the huns by the back of the neck and threw them out of the way so that we could tear off. I mouthed the words Thank You. And he shouted, "Remember this."
I have. To a point.

[goosed]

Was it Johnny Adair Macuisle?

Most scared I have ever been - dont know dont tend to get that scared too much of a fatalist i suppose -

but having a gun pointed at my head aged 15 when i was Paris was the worst - the most annoying thing is your man was a big piece of piss and we'd have killed him if it wasn't for the shooter

[macuísle]

No it wasn't. Adair's the definition of pussy.
And after having loads of guns pointed at me I'm afraid if some langer in Paris pointed one I'd laugh and he'd have to shoot me. I'm desensitized now to the point of being truly in danger.

[St. John Smythe]

Galooting round Belfast in my cousin's new car and got lost. Came around a corner a very large group of Adair's finest were having a barbeque. Completely blocking off the street. Twas me, Minx and two other female cousins. We would have been fine if it wasn't for the rosary beads hanging from the rearview mirror. Some lads starting rocking the car and Minx starting saying the Our Lady when a huge baldy man pushed through the crowd looked into the car and literally picked a few of the huns by the back of the neck and threw them out of the way so that we could tear off. I mouthed the words Thank You. And he shouted, "Remember this."
I have. To a point.

Do rosary beeds offend the Prods?

Class story.

St. J

[macuísle]

Tis all true. And, yes, you could say it provided a convenient target for their Buckfast fueled revelry. Plus the fact that I didn't see one woman or girl and we could have provided them with hours of entertainment. I'd say we were lucky. I kind of wish I knew who that man was.

[St. John Smythe]

Tis all true. And, yes, you could say it provided a convenient target for their Buckfast fueled revelry. Plus the fact that I didn't see one woman or girl and we could have provided them with hours of entertainment. I'd say we were lucky. I kind of wish I knew who that man was.

True. It was a Random Act Of Kindness that need reciprocating.

Give a tenner to the next homeless person you see.

St. J

[Eoin]

ONe night/morning after a session on friars walk myself and a friend who was down from Shannon were wandering around looking for where our other friend had parked her car(that's a whole other story). It was bright enough, as it was round 7 o'clock in the morning. Anyway, all of a sudden we heard a car screeching towards us and when we turned around there it was stopped at the crossroads with 2 lads with balaclavas on sitting in the front staring right at us, before tearing off again in the other direction. Looking directly into one of the guys eyes momentarily combined with the fragile state our minds after consuming copius amounts of drugs the night before, completely frightened the shit out of us and we tore off down the road as fast as we could. For the rest of the day, any red car we saw coming towards us we just froze.

[happy]

This morning. although it wasnt really the fright of my life cause it seems to be a recurring thing. Its weird every seventh day I wake up with this eeyrie feeling that something bad is about to happen. I peek out from under the covers and look for the clock............... ............then i see it. Oh God it freaks me out even thinking about it. I dont know if I can even type it.................M M Mon ...........MONDAY!!! !!!!!!!! :(

[debbie]

This morning. although it wasnt really the fright of my life cause it seems to be a recurring thing. Its weird every seventh day I wake up with this eeyrie feeling that something bad is about to happen. I peek out from under the covers and look for the clock............... ............then i see it. Oh God it freaks me out even thinking about it. I dont know if I can even type it.................M M Mon ...........MONDAY!!! !!!!!!!! :(

happy, that happens to us all on the m day. at least it's almost over eh!

[happy]

happy, that happens to us all on the m day. at least it's almost over eh!


Yeah, but then tHere is Tuesday, Wednesday, thursday and friday!!!!!!

Work is stupid!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !! :(

[Del]

swear to god on me kids lives, no ball hopping there..

tucker[/QUOTE]

Fecking hell, that's pretty scary!

[ohhhsnatch]

somethin happened me too like that
only was outside and felt something pulling on my t-shirt. turned around and there was nobody there. walked another couple of steps and the same thing happened. nearly shit myself i did. ran home and got the shakes.
true story.
swear to god.

[The Full Ham]

PRACTICING DRUID.
Have been for the last four years or so. Our spirituality involves working with the land. Sometimes we attempt to heal the land where a lot of negative energy/nasty feeling has build up.

Feloow Druidess and tried to light a candle at a famine grave a year or two ago as a form of remberance to those in the unmarked grave.
The candle would not light. It wasn't windy.

Put thoughts of this aside. Went off home and into bed. Felt like their was someone with me in the room the whole night. could almost feel the anger in the air. spent the night wide eyed with fright. I repeatedly tried to ask whatever it was to leave. It wouldn't go. i used a few Druid charms to ask it to go...no dice. Eventually found a cross left in the room by the mother and asked that whatever was their to depart in the name of the father, son and holy spirit..slowly the threatening feeling in the room subsided and left.

figured that whatever was in the famine Grave that followed me hom would have been Christian so it woul adhere to the command...thats just my opinion.

Still i spoke afterwards with other Druid friends and they often say they have been "followed home" after ritual. They reckon to turn and around and shout "Fuck off" can be just as usefull. Still it all makes you think like

[Del]

PRACTICING DRUID.
Have been for the last four years or so. Our spirituality involves working with the land. Sometimes we attempt to heal the land where a lot of negative energy/nasty feeling has build up.

Feloow Druidess and tried to light a candle at a famine grave a year or two ago as a form of remberance to those in the unmarked grave.
The candle would not light. It wasn't windy.

Put thoughts of this aside. Went off home and into bed. Felt like their was someone with me in the room the whole night. could almost feel the anger in the air. spent the night wide eyed with fright. I repeatedly tried to ask whatever it was to leave. It wouldn't go. i used a few Druid charms to ask it to go...no dice. Eventually found a cross left in the room by the mother and asked that whatever was their to depart in the name of the father, son and holy spirit..slowly the threatening feeling in the room subsided and left.

figured that whatever was in the famine Grave that followed me hom would have been Christian so it woul adhere to the command...thats just my opinion.

Still i spoke afterwards with other Druid friends and they often say they have been "followed home" after ritual. They reckon to turn and around and shout "Fuck off" can be just as usefull. Still it all makes you think like



What the hell do you go to graveyards? You wouldn't catch me near one biy!

[ohhhsnatch]

PRACTICING DRUID.
Have been for the last four years or so. Our spirituality involves working with the land. Sometimes we attempt to heal the land where a lot of negative energy/nasty feeling has build up.

Feloow Druidess and tried to light a candle at a famine grave a year or two ago as a form of remberance to those in the unmarked grave.
The candle would not light. It wasn't windy.

Put thoughts of this aside. Went off home and into bed. Felt like their was someone with me in the room the whole night. could almost feel the anger in the air. spent the night wide eyed with fright. I repeatedly tried to ask whatever it was to leave. It wouldn't go. i used a few Druid charms to ask it to go...no dice. Eventually found a cross left in the room by the mother and asked that whatever was their to depart in the name of the father, son and holy spirit..slowly the threatening feeling in the room subsided and left.

figured that whatever was in the famine Grave that followed me hom would have been Christian so it woul adhere to the command...thats just my opinion.

Still i spoke afterwards with other Druid friends and they often say they have been "followed home" after ritual. They reckon to turn and around and shout "Fuck off" can be just as usefull. Still it all makes you think like

yumma yumma yumma yamma.
mad fucker.
messin with serious shit there boyo.

[Del]

I just don't understand people who do this. There is some mad shit our there that we are nowhere near understanding and it's pretty dangerous IMO.

[ohhhsnatch]

with ya on that 1 del.
too fucked up for my liking.

now where did i put that newts eye?

[The Full Ham]

It wasn't a graveyard. it was an unmarked Famine grave. Basically a pit in the ground that was used when the Graveyards were overflowing. Many of these were unmarked. We had the nobile intention of lighting a candle for remberance to let these folks know they are rembered and not forgotten.

We certainly were not messing. I am a trained Druid and know how to protect myself in ritual.

[ohhhsnatch]

trained druid.
you serious?
what college ya go to?

[Del]

That one about your Uncle Tucker is pretty mad!

[ohhhsnatch]

tucker you must be fuckin possesed or somethin,
thats just crazy shit there.
and i've to head to a memorial mass at 5.30,
freaked out.

[The Full Ham]

trained druid.
you serious?
what college ya go to?

I apprenticed to a Bardic Druidess for a year and a day, learning the basics of ritual and the wheel of the year. I have undergone the OBOD course (Order of Bards, Ovates and Druids) a worldwide group of Druids with around 50,000 members. Here in the US, where i live now, i am undergoing ADF's training for Druid Clergy where I will have the legal right to perfom pagan, weddings (handfasting) funerals and other rites of passage ceremonies...and these will be legally binding.

Failing that I've done more reading on Celtic Spirituality and Paganism than i would do for a degree. oh and i'm a member of CDE, Conrathe na Draoithe na Heireann...Combined Druids of ireland. do a Google search and check out or website. I think some of my thoughts on Druidry are listed there.

anything else?

PS: No I'm not some stoned hippy or tennager dabling in the supernatural. As you can see this serious

[ohhhsnatch]

I apprenticed to a Bardic Druidess for a year and a day, learning the basics of ritual and the wheel of the year. I have undergone the OBOD course (Order of Bards, Ovates and Druids) a worldwide group of Druids with around 50,000 members. Here in the US, where i live now, i am undergoing ADF's training for Druid Clergy where I will have the legal right to perfom pagan, weddings (handfasting) funerals and other rites of passage ceremonies...and these will be legally binding.

Failing that I've done more reading on Celtic Spirituality and Paganism than i would do for a degree. oh and i'm a member of CDE, Conrathe na Draoithe na Heireann...Combined Druids of ireland. do a Google search and check out or website. I think some of my thoughts on Druidry are listed there.

anything else?

PS: No I'm not some stoned hippy or tennager dabling in the supernatural. As you can see this serious

not takin the piss ham.
just never met or chatted to a druid in me life.

[Del]

Still this is crazy shit you are messing with, IMO some things are best left be. No matter how much reading or courses you have done there is going to be a lot more stuff that you won't be able to understand. From reading your previous post it seem that you have no defensive if it's an evil spirit that you meet!

[jovialjonny]

it seem that you have no defensive if it's an evil spirit that you meet!

I dunno just telling it to fuck off seems handy enough from what I've read here!

[Clare]

The biggest fright of my life was last Friday night out in Maynooth....some bloke called BlarneyStoned just wouldn't leave me alone!!

;)

[BlarneyStoned]

The biggest fright of my life was last Friday night out in Maynooth....some bloke called BlarneyStoned just wouldn't leave me alone!!

;)

What about the mad Blonde wan who spiked me drink?!! then wrecked the gaff and got us barred...I think.

[macuísle]

This didn't frighten me but it made me pray novena's for their souls:

I was coming home from a hen's night and I decided to take a bit of a short cut and went tooling down a lane and realized it was the wrong one. I stopped the car and looked at my map and I saw something out the corner of my eye. I remember thinking it was a farmer out early in the morning looking after the cows or whatever and then, for some reason, I looked up and I saw a woman. She was dressed completely in black with a shawl and everything. I thought that it was nice that she was so traditional when she turned and just vanished right in front of me. I was chilled but for some reason not scared really. It was like I knew she was a famine victim and was looking for something to eat. It sounds crazy but I just Knew that was it.
I wasn't drunk BTW as I was pregnant at the time. And I know this is stupid but I had a large piece of the cake from the shower in the car and I left it on top of the hedgerow. I actually said out loud, "It's alright now. We're not hungry anymore."

[BlarneyStoned]

One time while staying in a mobile home in Kerry a friend and I were walking back from the pub with bags laden with drink. I can assure you that we had not imbibed in the stuff at this stage.
So as we were walking along chatting about how cool it was that we got served take-away gatt (we were 16ish), we noticed someone on the road ahead of us. All we could see at that late hour was their silhouette.We paid no notice though as this was quickest back road to the pub so you'd often chance upon some lonely drunk. Nice spot actually. Goes right past the old church of Ireland grave-yard in Camp.
So we were strolling along discussing the finer virtues of the two Galway beors back in the caravan (i.e will we get a handful of tit or not), and the person up the road was gone. Still paid no heed to this.
But...
As we walked past a gateway to a field,( and we both recounted the same feeling after) the 2 of us got a chill and looked to the right. There was a figure standing in behind the gate at least 7 foot tall wearing a long black cloak. Needless to say my reaction could be gauged by the girly scream I left
and the cloud of dust behind me as I sprinted as fast as my little legs could carry me.
No-one would believe us. No drink or other funny stuff was involved.
I got my dad to drive me past there the next day to see if there was anything like a cow or horse or tree in the field that I could have mistaken for it.Nothing. Still gives me a chill when I think about it.

I did manage to get a handful of tit that night though.

[The Unholy Hypocrite]

One time while staying in a mobile home in Kerry a friend and I were walking back from the pub with bags laden with drink. I can assure you that we had not imbibed in the stuff at this stage.
So as we were walking along chatting about how cool it was that we got served take-away gatt (we were 16ish), we noticed someone on the road ahead of us. All we could see at that late hour was their silhouette.We paid no notice though as this was quickest back road to the pub so you'd often chance upon some lonely drunk. Nice spot actually. Goes right past the old church of Ireland grave-yard in Camp.
So we were strolling along discussing the finer virtues of the two Galway beors back in the caravan (i.e will we get a handful of tit or not), and the person up the road was gone. Still paid no heed to this.
But...
As we walked past a gateway to a field,( and we both recounted the same feeling after) the 2 of us got a chill and looked to the right. There was a figure standing in behind the gate at least 7 foot tall wearing a long black cloak. Needless to say my reaction could be gauged by the girly scream I left
and the cloud of dust behind me as I sprinted as fast as my little legs could carry me.
No-one would believe us. No drink or other funny stuff was involved.
I got my dad to drive me past there the next day to see if there was anything like a cow or horse or tree in the field that I could have mistaken for it.Nothing. Still gives me a chill when I think about it.

I did manage to get a handful of tit that night though.


I would never be able to sleep with the lights off if something like that ever happened to me.

[BlarneyStoned]

I would never be able to sleep with the lights off if something like that ever happened to me.

Weird thing is that I'm not convinced its a ghost or spirit or even a flasher.
I'm not a deeply spiritual person or religious etc but the fact that two of us were there and saw the same thing sows a seed of doubt.
Do I believe in ghosts? Right now, no. Ask me the same question when I'm walking past a graveyard at night and my answer probably won't be the same.

One more little tale to tell.

In kerry (Once again) a few of us walking back another coastal road from the pub. I definetely had drink in me this time. It was dark but the moon was out so we could see reasonably well.
So there we were six or seven of us (of who's names I can only remember too unfortunately), walking along a deserted road roaring and shouting and generally acting the maggot.
I spotted an old man walking a bike towards us in the opposite direction. He was wearing a grey coat, a flat cap and the bike was one of those old black ones that a lot of postmen seem to cycle. I can remember his face perfectly. A cross between Sean O Riordan and Pete Postlewaithe. Dunno why.
I mumbled hello as he passed us and he stared back at me with such malice I turned my head away immediately. "Probably thinks were a pack of scumbags" I remember thinking to myself. When I looked back for a double take there was no sign of him. All that was left was an empty road and the hedgerows at the side.
"What was his buzz?" I asked the lads.
"Who?" was the reply.
"Never mind" I said. I walked home in silence.Didn't sleep well in the tent either.

Now I haven't checked up any of the local history and stories because to be honest I'd rather not hear of any tradgedy that befell some old farmer on his bicycle back in the old days.

[jammybox]

Weird thing is that I'm not convinced its a ghost or spirit or even a flasher.
I'm not a deeply spiritual person or religious etc but the fact that two of us were there and saw the same thing sows a seed of doubt.
Do I believe in ghosts? Right now, no. Ask me the same question when I'm walking past a graveyard at night and my answer probably won't be the same.

One more little tale to tell.

In kerry (Once again) a few of us walking back another coastal road from the pub. I definetely had drink in me this time. It was dark but the moon was out so we could see reasonably well.
So there we were six or seven of us (of who's names I can only remember too unfortunately), walking along a deserted road roaring and shouting and generally acting the maggot.
I spotted an old man walking a bike towards us in the opposite direction. He was wearing a grey coat, a flat cap and the bike was one of those old black ones that a lot of postmen seem to cycle. I can remember his face perfectly. A cross between Sean O Riordan and Pete Postlewaithe. Dunno why.
I mumbled hello as he passed us and he stared back at me with such malice I turned my head away immediately. "Probably thinks were a pack of scumbags" I remember thinking to myself. When I looked back for a double take there was no sign of him. All that was left was an empty road and the hedgerows at the side.
"What was his buzz?" I asked the lads.
"Who?" was the reply.
"Never mind" I said. I walked home in silence.Didn't sleep well in the tent either.

Now I haven't checked up any of the local history and stories because to be honest I'd rather not hear of any tradgedy that befell some old farmer on his bicycle back in the old days.


None of these tales are a surprise to me. I've had these experiences quite a lot as I grew up in an old house outside Ballyvolane (house is now gone to make way for housing estates). Twas my old family home so there was a lot of history to it, but frequently wandering around the house on my tod (this was an old farm house with 7 bedrooms) I would see glimpses of people, and at times here them talking in the corridors. My mother never battered any eyelid when I told her the stories and what i heard and had seen so I thought no different of it. Tis only when I was on a schooltrip once and people started telling ghost stories that i realised how freaked out people got by them. Course I had the best stories! There was nothing fecked up about the people I saw, they were just regular farmhands and parlourmaids.

[BlarneyStoned]

This thread is getting interseting.

A taxi driver told me a story one night that's stuck with me since..

He was walking home from the pub (Hmmmm....a connection here) and passing a church. I can't remember which one. I think it was the one on the junction from hollyhill to blarney to kerrypike but theres no pub near there so I can't be sure.

Anyway he was walking along on his own in the dark when he was pushed from behind. He got up immediately and turned around thinking he'd been hopped by a gang of messers but there was no one there.
Thinking that he wasn't pushed at all and that maybe he stumbled due to the few pints he carried on. He was pushed again. Harder this time.
"I legged it biy!" he told me as we pulled up to the house.
"Jesus thats fairly freaky all right" said I reaching into my pocket to pay the man. To his credit it was.
"I'll tell ya one thing though" he said staring straight ahead,
"One of the best things I've ever done in my life was not look back the second time."
My skin fucking crawled!

Anyone ever hear of anything like this happening in Cork before?

['wheres johnny']

"2. Supernatural one. one wednesday night/thursday morning im sleeping in me bed in me flat in rathmines, circa june 1987. a mate of mine from cork was staying with us doing his tax exams and i had moved me bed to accomodate him some space on the ground on an air bed. bout 4 in the morning i wake to feel me duvet slipping from the bed. i naturally go to retrieve it by tugging on it when i felt resistence, something tugging it back from me. stupidly i looked at derry asleep in the corner trying to figure out how the fuck he was doing this so far away from me.

then i heard this hissy kinda laugh coming from the floor to the left of me bed. i half turned to see just what the fuck it was but something clicked in me brain and i had this very strong internal alarm going off telling me that if i actually looked at this thing i wud actually lose me mind. so, the battle for the duvet commenced and the fear increased its tempo til it became pure abject terror, i tried calling derry but i couldnt make a sound, just wheezing and empty air. and as all good aethiests do, i tried saying the lords name but even that failed to leave me larynx. all me brain was capable of was informing me that if i lost the duvet i was dead. exposed to whatever malevolance this thing had in store for me.i dunno how long it went on for but i got the strength from some where and yanked the duvet so hard that this yoke gave an unmerciful hiss and fucked off. 2 minutes later the bed started to vibrate and i felt as if i was gonna be thrown from it. later that morning i realised that the bed hadnt been shaking. it was me whole nervous system that shook, legs, arms, pelvic region"


bloody classic!!!! i am in stitches laughing!!! :)

[Idaly1]

...my grandmother died in 92..and it was my first time ever carrying a coffin..that night..I felt that something was in the corner of my bedroom..it wasn't menacing but it's irregular shape was blacker than black against the darkness of my room....i felt very very at ease and just stared at the shape before turning on my light and the shape dissapeared...next morning at breakfast I told my Dad and my Uncle, they just asked me was the 1st time I ever carried a coffin..that was their answer..unfortunatel y that wasn't the last time I shouldered a coffin & each time that night or a few days later..I have these visions/feelings...
Just wondering if anybody else has had similar experiences..

[macuísle]

Clare is laden with stories like those. It's because the famine was rife there. When my husband was on holiday as a smallie in Clare they were digging into a sand dune and found a baby's skull. Everyone was freaked out and tore off to report murder to the Gardai. The old sargeant at the desk took one look at it and said "sure there's tons of these out there." Poor little mites. There are small little hills on the road to Lahinch. They are all burial mounds. The government estimated at least 50,000 people were buried there. In fairness there is a rather beautiful memorial to them but it is heart clutching and will ruin a picnic I can tell you.

[Del]

Originally Posted by BlarneyStoned
One time while staying in a mobile home in Kerry a friend and I were walking back from the pub with bags laden with drink. I can assure you that we had not imbibed in the stuff at this stage.
So as we were walking along chatting about how cool it was that we got served take-away gatt (we were 16ish), we noticed someone on the road ahead of us. All we could see at that late hour was their silhouette.We paid no notice though as this was quickest back road to the pub so you'd often chance upon some lonely drunk. Nice spot actually. Goes right past the old church of Ireland grave-yard in Camp.
So we were strolling along discussing the finer virtues of the two Galway beors back in the caravan (i.e will we get a handful of tit or not), and the person up the road was gone. Still paid no heed to this.
But...
As we walked past a gateway to a field,( and we both recounted the same feeling after) the 2 of us got a chill and looked to the right. There was a figure standing in behind the gate at least 7 foot tall wearing a long black cloak. Needless to say my reaction could be gauged by the girly scream I left
and the cloud of dust behind me as I sprinted as fast as my little legs could carry me.
No-one would believe us. No drink or other funny stuff was involved.
I got my dad to drive me past there the next day to see if there was anything like a cow or horse or tree in the field that I could have mistaken for it.Nothing. Still gives me a chill when I think about it.

I did manage to get a handful of tit that night though.

I would never be able to sleep with the lights off if something like that ever happened to me.

What if you got a handful of tit? ha ha ha

[Mr. R.M. Keane]

When my dog was attacked by two big mother fuckin' alsations. went spastic I did. Eventually my dog freed himself & ran home. I got my hurley that i had with me and clung one of the dogs. they were being walked by two 12 year old fellas & the verbal abuse i launched at them was savage. My fear turned into anger. A scottish woman living in my old house had to came me down. Must confess I'd been drinking just before I went walking the dog

Needless to say those young fellas shit themselves everytime I pass them walking their dogs on the road when i'm driving! Its really funny the look of fear on their faces.

I have a 3-iron in hand when I walk the dog now. I kinda broke the camán.

[Del]

i was langered coming home from crosser one night and it was pissin rain and i was thumbing and not having much joy...as i climbed a hill i saw this black car approaching me and he was slowing down so i jumped in and tried to shake the rain off meself. i turned to thank the driver and was rooted to me seat when i saw there was no driver. i was like a statue, scared shitless. as we came to the brow of the hill the car slowed enuff for me to get out as soon as me muscles started working again. well, boys and girls, i ran for me life and when i was about 35 yards from the car i looked back to see another bloke get into it...

'hey, dont get in there man?' i screamed 'that car has no fuckin driver!!!'

'I know' says yer man 'I've been pushing the fuckin thing for the last 2 miles'


Jaysus that's a classic one!

[The Full Ham]

Turning into a cool thread.

My own story, Years ago when i was eleven, we were out in the a set of gardens having a Halloween party under some fir trees.

Soem of the lads had torches and we went exploring the gardens with them.
A firend and I caught something about 7ft tall and all in black in the beam.

As soon as the beam hit it, it ran. Thinking it was older kids playing a prank we ran after it. It had run behind an adjacent ditch...when we got their it was gone.

For the next 30-40 mins a whole gang of us continued to see the figure throughout the gardens (we still thought it a prank..it was Halloween afterall)...but nobody caught up with it. Finally ...the girls crying, people starting to panic...we left, heading out onto the access lane that runs perpendicular to the gardens. Heading up to the main road we shone our toches in front...the figure was by the exit to the main rd and it STAYED still. We frooze in fright, turned around and looked down the other end of the lane. Shining or torches down the figure was standing at the other end as well.

Literally screaming we took off to the back of the Stables Bar which was at the top of one of the gardens. We stayed in the toilest for several minutes before going back out. The figure now gone, we were able to get onto the main rd above.

If any of you want to see where this took place, check out the Stables Bar carpark Carrigaline. The gardens are still there (we called them the plots) but many are walled off. The stables back garden is now turned into a carpark and the fir trees are gone. But still I'm not a huge fan of the place at night.

[shamalive]

Just spotted this thread now.

Tucker, thats some freaky shit biy, the story with the bed.

Re dying relatives I've got some spooky ones,
occurences that I just cant explain or understand,
things that were said to me which were deeply personal and involved a loved one who's passed, and these things said by people in a different country,
and by a person who'd never before seen me or met me.

But they're a little too fresh in my mind and a little too personal so I wont go into them here,

There's more to this place than we can see.

[goosed]

i used to worke in the gable bar in douglas st - and there is a famine grave out the back - apparently all the other staff had spooky stories - but i never saw anything -

had a similiar experience to tucker allright though - what with the duvet being tugged etc and feeling as if i was being oushed out of the bed - weird but i was on acid at the time

[Del]

i used to worke in the gable bar in douglas st - and there is a famine grave out the back - apparently all the other staff had spooky stories - but i never saw anything -

had a similiar experience to tucker allright though - what with the duvet being tugged etc and feeling as if i was being oushed out of the bed - weird but i was on acid at the time


maybe you and Tucker were in the same bed and you were both pulling the duvet.

[Clare]

Whats the most scared you've ever been?

I remember one time at about 15 years of age when I was snorkelling off Brandon point in kerry. Happy out swimming around the gaff and intimidating jelly fish.
Me mam, dad and brother were sitting on the rocks nearby in the glorious sunshine enjoying what can only be described as a perfect summers day.

So while I was there splashing about and wrecking the homes of a few crabs my mam started roaring something. I looked up to see her pointing behind me. I turned around and immediately my balls retracted with fear into the back of my throat.
A basking shark that must have been at least 15 feet in length was swimming past me. Now I didn't realise it was a basking shark all I saw was the big fin. When you see something that big underwater the first word that comes into your head is Jaws! So naturally I screamed in panic turned towards the shore swimming as fast as I could leaving a yellowish tinge in my wake.Go figure.
So sitting on the rocks gasping for breath my dad says
"Sure what was wrong with ya its only a basker!" (they have no teeth see!)
I said "D-D-D-D-id ya not see the size of it?"
He said "Sure it was more scared of you than you are of it ya gowl!"
I said "yeah well how come it didn't shit itself as well?"
Then he gave out to me for swearing in front fo mam.

I think I saw a ghost before too.


To be fair that story is much funnier when you hear it in person with all the voices put in and everything ;)


Scariest moment.....car broke down once on the Killavullen road (anyone living out that way will know the stories about that road). Had to call my Dad to pick me up. Was alone in the dark for almost an hour. Not one car passed. Shitting it so I was.

*Shudder*

[Clare]

Some mad stories on here.....

Considering I'm in to all that ghost/spiritual stuff in a big way I've never had any experiences to tell. 2 people died in my bedroom at home (don't worry, both of natural causes......I think...) and still nothing! Feck sake!!

Sometimes I think people that really believe never see anything.

[Del]

When i first started smoking i use to tell me mam i was going out for a 'walk' when really it was for a fag. Anyhow me and my best buddy use to go for 'walks' quite often and just go up the woods round my area. To get to these woods you have to go through a kinda pathway aptly named 'witches alley' which is surrounded by trees with just 2 old houses on this off road. So we were walking there at around 8 and it was very dark. Saw a car parked near the top of this road that i thought nobody was in it. Dont know what made me do it but i lifed the car handle and was just fooling around. To my horror i noticed that somebody was infact in the car. A girl whos eyes were open but did not look at us. Her head was tilted. I swear to god there was no responce from her at all. I honestly thought at that point that she was dead. This little pork pie legged it home so fast! Scared the bejaysus out of me!!!


Was there anyone else in the car with her? i.e down on his knees

[spanishgirl]

Lets see, The biggest fright iv had is when i was 17 and i thought i was pregnant. Jesus Christ, iv never been so dam scared in my life. Fuck all your stories of devils and ghosts, this is what would really scare you senseless!

[odyssey]

most scared i've ever been....i dunno....not been scared much in my short wee life...
one thing that put the fear of god into me was when i heard my mother scream just after she heard her brother had just died. i've never heard any sound as chilling as that...
still turns my stomach to think of it.


but, most scared i've been....well am terrified of heights (won't go up ladders, am even scared on stairs....). but on a dare, i went in one of those rides that brings you up to 140ft and then drops you really fast. as you can imagine i was not in a good state....hail marys being uttered for the duration of it...i honestly was never more terrified in my life. i started trying to pry my way out of the seat (140ft up....the only way was to jump back down). the two people on either side ended up gripping me hands to stop me from shaking so much..
never again. ever.

[i_didnt_do_nawtin]

most scared i've ever been....i dunno....not been scared much in my short wee life...
one thing that put the fear of god into me was when i heard my mother scream just after she heard her brother had just died. i've never heard any sound as chilling as that...
still turns my stomach to think of it.


but, most scared i've been....well am terrified of heights (won't go up ladders, am even scared on stairs....). but on a dare, i went in one of those rides that brings you up to 140ft and then drops you really fast. as you can imagine i was not in a good state....hail marys being uttered for the duration of it...i honestly was never more terrified in my life. i started trying to pry my way out of the seat (140ft up....the only way was to jump back down). the two people on either side ended up gripping me hands to stop me from shaking so much..
never again. ever.
i hear ya. i couldn't stand near the edge of the railing on the top of the eiffel tower for ages.

[odyssey]

i hear ya. i couldn't stand near the edge of the railing on the top of the eiffel tower for ages.

ditto. and cos i'm shit scared of elevators, (and the first time in the lift on the eiffel tower i panicked) second time i decided to take the stairs...panicked half way up the second flight and couldn't move..

[i_didnt_do_nawtin]

yea, they must be the worst elevators ever, especially the second one. you just go up, up and up for what seems like an eternity

[odyssey]

yea, they must be the worst elevators ever, especially the second one. you just go up, up and up for what seems like an eternity


did you to that um watchmacallit, La Defence? (spelling)...has glass elevators...cue me panicking like crazy.

the UGC cinema in glasgow some screens are like 6 or 7 flights up, and you either get the lift, or the escalator......not good for people with phobia's...

[i_didnt_do_nawtin]

no, just that and disneyland. found myself upside-down far too many times for my liking.
couldn't be arsed walking up to the top of the arc de triomphe

[odyssey]

no, just that and disneyland. found myself upside-down far too many times for my liking.
couldn't be arsed walking up to the top of the arc de triomphe

arc de triomphe wasn't so bad, cos i saw it after the Eiffel tower, so it wasn't so scary...

the horrible thing is, i made a deal a long time ago with a mate, that when we'd finished our postgrads, we'd go skydiving. i didn't consider the fact that i might actually get thru my postgrad, i reckoned i'd bow out within the first year...now it's looking like i might have to skydive...

[nedthescut]

About 1.4 seconds before I did a bungee jump off the Kawarau bridge in Queenstown. I think I died for a split second.

Cried hysterically for 10 minutes when it ended.

Never again.

[sooz1]

About 1.4 seconds before I did a bungee jump off the Kawarau bridge in Queenstown. I think I died for a split second.

Cried hysterically for 10 minutes when it ended.

Never again.


At least you did it neddy, there's no way I would willingly jump off anything that high. Even watching people doing bungee jumps freaks me out.

[BlarneyStoned]

Tis an ual thread this one but some of the stories are good? Any more ghostly goings on?

[wunhunglo]

1. a moved me bed back, made derry sleep on evil part and soaked the flat in holy water.
and it went. since that night in june until we left the fuckin kip i slept with the light on....sometimes....i still do...
tucker

Nancy Reagan was right....'Just say 'No' to drugs'

[paddypaws]

i, i , i was walking along one day , and ,and well, i felt something on the back of my neck..

http://www.alexisforge.co.u k/penguins.gif

[paddypaws]

it was djsnazzy

[paddypaws]

Ah I saw you were looking at the tread so I thought I fuck with you a little , come ere anymore new bits and pieces in the pipe line ?

[paddypaws]

might have the wrong guy but you produce, right?

[paddypaws]

have you used abletin live 4 it great for geting ideas down and messing with them beats the ass off reason

[paddypaws]

that was ableton BTW

[CorkAnimalFriends]

Time I was most scared was definately new years eve 2003/2004. I was in new york staying at the Westin Times Square. It was a little dream of mine to be in times square for new years eve and I didnt care that they went mental with their terror alert again. However on new years eve at about 1pm I was shopping and decided to head back to the hotel to get ready and chill out before heading to times square. It was only then I realised they had already closed off times square which was where my hotel was located and there were masses of queues of people trying to get through the security check points. Nearly every street leading to times square was closed off and the taxi couldnt get me anywhere near the hotel. The police and fire brigade were all over the place, and the people were starting to panic as nobody was being let through the check points. A cop saw I was looking a bit distressed and said "Dont worry, we're just sealing up the manholes in case the terrorists try to tunnel up through them". I went through a few checkpoints where I was brisked and had to show hotel ID to be let through -- but even at that I still had to walk blocks out of the way of the hotel JUST so I could be checked by security over and over again. Eventually when cops told me I would have to go down ANOTHER street I got a bit teary and they let me up a closed street so I could get to my hotel. When I arrived back at the hotel I turned on the TV and all they were on about was the threats of terrorist attacks for times square. I got so freaked about the air conditioning unit because the news channel was saying hotels in the area were major target for chemicals to be pumped through the air con. My window had an amasing view but now all I could see was armed police and helicopters.

In the end I pulled myself together and at 3pm headed down to the lobby. If you went left when you came out of the hotel, the ball drop was just right there - but you werent supposed to be allowed down that street...but I legged it and grabbed a great spot. 3pm and I had to stand there til midnight. It was so much fun though - cops gave out little party packs with hats. The building next to where i was standing was a little boy looking out. Next minute his rich looking security guy comes out and yells at the crowd, if someone gives me their party hat I'll pay 50 dollars. Nobody did! So the guy went back in. The little boy was still standing at the window and my boyf signaled at him to come out. The security guy came out and my boyf gave him the hat. The guy tried to pay but my boyf wouldnt take the money, said it was fine. A few moments later some other rich looking guys in suits came out and got the cops to pass us a message to say it was a very nice thing to do, to stay in this place and at 11pm they would be back for us and give us a worthwhile surprise. I thought this was weird -- but ok. At 11pm they came back and the cops lifted us out of the crowd. We entered this building which was next to the mtv studios. There were only about 6 people in there and they gave us drinks and said thanks for the hat. I was a bit annoyed at this point cause even though it was good to get a rest from the crowd I was indoors and wanted to be outdoors for the atmosphere. However how was I to know they were just teasing us with what was to come.
The guy went up a stairs and said follow me.
What I saw next was the best moment of my life. A huge outdoor balcony, right over the crowd - and right beside the ball drop! I could see the thousands of people just below my feet cause the balcony was only a few storeys up. When the ball dropped and the confetti was everywhere and the crowds were singing it truly was the best moment of my life.

So theres my long winded story of my most fearful moment, turning into my most wonderful moment.

[CorkAnimalFriends]

ok i'll make it better....


One night I woke and sat up in bed to see an image of my grandad sitting at the bottom of my bed. I was scared but didnt say anything and couldnt move.

My grandad was, and is alive. The following day I learned that my grandad had gone down to his farm to check on the cows at 5am and hadnt returned home. He was found at 11 collapsed, he had gone into a diabetic coma.

Luckily hes fine, but it really freaked me out.

[Gobadán]

. oh and i'm a member of CDE, Conrathe na Draoithe na Heireann...

Not entirely sure but I think that should be Conradh Draoithe na hEireann.

I think you and your pagan friends might have greatly offended the poor Christian souls in the famine field, they took Christ very seriously....

[thegillabbeygowl]

Was over in the Canaries,and this wan comes up to me and grabs my nuts.
She says"come to beach for bj",next thing i saw she han an adams apple and i nearly thumped the fucker.it was a trannie and that shocked me.

[sexy_bitse]

the apartment i was stayin in in lanzarote was haunted....stuff kept movin and shadows wud appear....im not scared cuz im alone in the house ohhhh nooo:-/

[storysham]

bump

[oul'doll]

I reckon the biggest fright I've gotten was when a dude broke into my beach hut at 3am in Thailand, wearing a sheet over his head. Someone was watching over me though cos for no reason I'd woken up about a minute before he got in the door and I had just opened my eyes and was looking at the door when he opens it and unbelievably quietly came across the room to the bed. Once I copped what was happening I shouted at him and jumped up and he legged it. I didn't get too much sleep the rest of that night. With the roaring of the waves the palm trees lashing off the roof no-one would have heard me screaming if he hadn't run off.

[IsYouMad?]

I reckon the biggest fright I've gotten was when a dude broke into my beach hut at 3am in Thailand, wearing a sheet over his head. Someone was watching over me though cos for no reason I'd woken up about a minute before he got in the door and I had just opened my eyes and was looking at the door when he opens it and unbelievably quietly came across the room to the bed. Once I copped what was happening I shouted at him and jumped up and he legged it. I didn't get too much sleep the rest of that night. With the roaring of the waves the palm trees lashing off the roof no-one would have heard me screaming if he hadn't run off.

Fuck, scary shit. Were ya travelling around Thailand on your own?

[oul'doll]

Fuck, scary shit. Were ya travelling around Thailand on your own?


Yeah. This was the 1st time I went there a few years ago. I've been back for 3 months since with no hassles. I always slept with a rape alarm and a penknife open under my pillow since, just in case.

[IsYouMad?]

Yeah. This was the 1st time I went there a few years ago. I've been back for 3 months since with no hassles. I always slept with a rape alarm and a penknife open under my pillow since, just in case.

Can't imagine why! ;) Was meant to head over last summer, but girl I was travelling with pulled out. Should've gone on my own. Ah well, after college. How's life in OZ?

[oul'doll]

It's good. I love Melbourne, it's a great city to live in. I have no idea how long I'll stay but I'll just take it as it comes.
But if I keep spending this much time on the internet I could be going home sooner than planned!

[IsYouMad?]

It's good. I love Melbourne, it's a great city to live in. I have no idea how long I'll stay but I'll just take it as it comes.
But if I keep spending this much time on the internet I could be going home sooner than planned!

Gotta go to Oz at some stage. Over in Boston at the mo for 6 months on internship from college. Such a boring city, nothing ever happens. Weathers shitty as well, non stop rain there for 2 weeks at one stage. Had to stay in all weekend cause of the rain again, and its like 30 degrees then back at home. The fuckers

[k974]

10 minutes ago lad on the site put a snake into my site office, he knew my fear of them still shaking

[oul'doll]

Ha ha!! What kind of snake was it?

[k974]

Ha ha!! What kind of snake was it?


dead brown snake, i didnt know it was dead when he threw it in tho

[HappyMonday83]

For me it was a night on the mushies in dumpland, where I got lost and forgot how to talk, eventually rang a friend and he talked me home.

[jahan]

This didn't frighten me but it made me pray novena's for their souls:

I was coming home from a hen's night and I decided to take a bit of a short cut and went tooling down a lane and realized it was the wrong one. I stopped the car and looked at my map and I saw something out the corner of my eye. I remember thinking it was a farmer out early in the morning looking after the cows or whatever and then, for some reason, I looked up and I saw a woman. She was dressed completely in black with a shawl and everything. I thought that it was nice that she was so traditional when she turned and just vanished right in front of me. I was chilled but for some reason not scared really. It was like I knew she was a famine victim and was looking for something to eat. It sounds crazy but I just Knew that was it.
I wasn't drunk BTW as I was pregnant at the time. And I know this is stupid but I had a large piece of the cake from the shower in the car and I left it on top of the hedgerow. I actually said out loud, "It's alright now. We're not hungry anymore."

Beautiful and we are all much more aware of the spirit world when pregnant.

[Superior]

A bus I was in broke down in northern Laos. Our bodyguard (a 15-year-old with an AK-47) jumped off and ran into the long grass. The driver climbed off the bus and had a look in the front of it. He then flagged down a passing motorbike and sped off. No one could speak English so we couldn't find out what was happening. A couple of the passengers were visibly worried. That would have all being grand if a few years previously H'mong rebels hadn't killed everyone on a bus on the same road (this was their territory). And bumped off two French tourists who were cycling it for good measure. Our driver returned a few hours later with... brake fluid. I guess it was good we stopped after all.

[Kimberley]

Starting my periods.

[claireisbusy]

:mrgreen: the loook on my prick of a neighbors face when i made his pitbull piss blue

[trasnanadtonnta]

The most scared I've ever been was one night that I was staying down in Ballyvourney. It's actually stupid and weird story, nothing really happened, but i just felt there was evil all around. I just didn't get a wink of sleep, I just lay curled up on the bed, praying for my life and my soul all night, and in the morning, went to Mass and nearly cried with relief cos the feeling went away.

I've had lots of panic attacks and stuff like that, and it wasn't like that. I'm pretty sure there is a natural, psychological explanation, of course. In any case, it was definitely about the most scared I have ever been.

[oul'doll]

Weird. Had you been on the piss the previous week or anything?

[HappyMonday83]

The most scared I've ever been was one night that I was staying down in Ballyvourney. It's actually stupid and weird story, nothing really happened, but i just felt there was evil all around. I just didn't get a wink of sleep, I just lay curled up on the bed, praying for my life and my soul all night, and in the morning, went to Mass and nearly cried with relief cos the feeling went away.

I've had lots of panic attacks and stuff like that, and it wasn't like that. I'm pretty sure there is a natural, psychological explanation, of course. In any case, it was definitely about the most scared I have ever been.

Maybe there were men nearby.

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[Claire.h]

Maybe there were men nearby.

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of course there were men around. Party na dTonnta is a man-totty-magnet

[pseudonominous]

The most sacred I've ever been had to have been when I went to Lourdes.
I was a cripple and I gave thanks and praise to the lord.
I worshipped him. Adored him. I felt his presence.... it was strong. Stiff.

I said :

"Lord.... get your finger out of me bum-hole, ya dirty fucking bastard"

He took his finger out and I could walk again.

The power of prayer. Sacred shit. *cue scarey ghost-like voice*Whooo!