The Dark
17,000 writes: Everything bad happens in the dark. Tell us your stories of noises and bumps in the night, power cuts, blindfolds and cinema fumbling.
( , Thu 23 Jul 2009, 15:49)
17,000 writes: Everything bad happens in the dark. Tell us your stories of noises and bumps in the night, power cuts, blindfolds and cinema fumbling.
( , Thu 23 Jul 2009, 15:49)
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A living Hull
Not all of this happened in the dark but I reckon enough of it did for it to count here.
I went to uni in Hull in the latter half of the 90s. In my third year I lived with 4 mates in an old Victorian terraced house at the end of a long road called Ella Street. Lots of odd things used to happen in the evenings when we were all in the lounge. Doors slamming upstairs, glasses falling off the table in the kitchen while no one was in there, that sort of thing. The weird thing about it was that it never felt threatening, just as if someone were playing a trick on us. We would all see things out of the corner of our eye, usually a figure running out of the room, but usually nothing too defined.
One of my housemates swears blind she saw someone open the door to my room and walk in one morning, about 5 minutes before I got up and walked out of the other door (it was the front room so had a door to the hall and one to the dining room). The door she’d seen someone walk through was blocked on the other side by my bed and when I woke up, everything had been knocked off my bedside table.
We all went out to the cinema one night and when we got back, all of the posters downstairs in the house had fallen off the walls and each of them had landed a good distance from where they’d been stuck ,as if they’d swirled around the room. As I said, we all went out together and came back together.
The strangest incident though was when we were chatting about all of this in the lounge. The girl who had the upstairs front room was moaning about the bumps in the night keeping her awake when there was an almighty crash outside. Looking out of the window we saw her mirror smashed on the pavement. She used to keep it propped up against the window but when we went up and checked (again, we’d all been downstairs together when this happened), the window was still shut.
Strange stuff. I consider myself quite a rational person, but I can’t work out how some of this stuff could have been someone playing a trick, I saw strange things first hand and what confuses me the most is that it didn’t seem at all scary or menacing.
( , Mon 27 Jul 2009, 16:06, Reply)
Not all of this happened in the dark but I reckon enough of it did for it to count here.
I went to uni in Hull in the latter half of the 90s. In my third year I lived with 4 mates in an old Victorian terraced house at the end of a long road called Ella Street. Lots of odd things used to happen in the evenings when we were all in the lounge. Doors slamming upstairs, glasses falling off the table in the kitchen while no one was in there, that sort of thing. The weird thing about it was that it never felt threatening, just as if someone were playing a trick on us. We would all see things out of the corner of our eye, usually a figure running out of the room, but usually nothing too defined.
One of my housemates swears blind she saw someone open the door to my room and walk in one morning, about 5 minutes before I got up and walked out of the other door (it was the front room so had a door to the hall and one to the dining room). The door she’d seen someone walk through was blocked on the other side by my bed and when I woke up, everything had been knocked off my bedside table.
We all went out to the cinema one night and when we got back, all of the posters downstairs in the house had fallen off the walls and each of them had landed a good distance from where they’d been stuck ,as if they’d swirled around the room. As I said, we all went out together and came back together.
The strangest incident though was when we were chatting about all of this in the lounge. The girl who had the upstairs front room was moaning about the bumps in the night keeping her awake when there was an almighty crash outside. Looking out of the window we saw her mirror smashed on the pavement. She used to keep it propped up against the window but when we went up and checked (again, we’d all been downstairs together when this happened), the window was still shut.
Strange stuff. I consider myself quite a rational person, but I can’t work out how some of this stuff could have been someone playing a trick, I saw strange things first hand and what confuses me the most is that it didn’t seem at all scary or menacing.
( , Mon 27 Jul 2009, 16:06, Reply)
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