Did You Ever Experience Something Spooky When You Were A Kid?

[JSmith]

I was about 5yrs old and woke up one night and saw little purple men in my bedroom. I screamed and screamed, there is a man in my room. My old man came running into the room with his longtom 12g. Dad turned on the lights and I could still see them. I was put in the bed BETWEEN mom and dad. It is no crap, I saw little purple men.

 

[Tony T.]

Unexplained

On August 29, 1994 my Dad past away from a long time battle with type 1 diabetes. He, and my mom had been child hood sweethearts, and been married 41 years when he died at age 60. The following Christmas eve 1994 we (me, my wife, and kids) wanted mom to spend the night, and to get up to spend Christmas with us. Well that night Christmas eve night that is, it was around 11:30 pm (kids had already gone to bed) mom said she was tired an was, going to bed,which we gave her my daughter's room to stay in, me, and my wife were trying to assemble some toy, I forget what it was. Around midnight we started hearing music playing (like a music box) I looked at my wife and said whats that, she said it sounds like it's Kristy's music box playing, so we went upstairs, and knocked on the door, and I said mom, and preceded in the room. I said is that Kristy's music box playing, she said "yes it just started playing on it's on". (she was in bed, and the music box was on my daughters dresser across the room). It finally quit playing, and we all just stood there silent for a second or two. That music box has never before done that, or has not done it since. Merry Christmas Dad.

 

[BarryG]

Not real spooky but certainly odd. When I was 15 a friend of mine let me borrow his car. Just had to be back when he got off work at midnight. I picked up another friend and we went to a back to school kegger party. Huge bash. Got a bit trashed, ok more than a bit. We left when it was still light. Only had to drive straight down a road for about 13 miles( the bash was out in the boonies). We ended up getting lost. My friend was driving back (as I felt I was too drunk) and when he hit a parked car with the little rubber strip on the bumper (no damage to other vehicle ours the little rubber strip was torn loose) we decided to switch so now I was driving. Still lost and actually going away from where we wanted to go. Stopped to get directions at a 7-11. Didn't believe the guy on how to get back as that is where we had come from. Anyway I am driving and a short time later I remember 2 headlights coming towards us and the next thing I know I am bouncing on the asphalt. I fell out of the car doing about 50 while I was driving. The other guy fell out of the car also at the same time from the other door. We were skinned up pretty bad but nothing was broken and we were not seriously hurt. I had a stick poking out of my thigh and a lot of embedded small gravel in the road rash from head to toe and he was about the same. The odd part was the car was on the right side of the road on the shoulder, facing the wrong direction(but the right direction to get home, but we still didn't know that), the car was in park and the key was in the off position. There was no damage to the car whatsoever. It was like the hand of god swatted us to teach us a lesson and to keep from killing ourselves or someone else. We got back in turned the car around and drove onward. Still going the wrong direction but relatively sober by now ended up at a pizza hut. Wanted to use their phone and they wouldn't let us as we stood there oozing blood all over in their packed restaraunt in just downright shredded clothes. They finally let us use the phone and we got out of there. Got back to where we should have been got cleaned up a bit and got home. The next morning when I woke up I tried to get out of bed and passed out. Woke up again and fell out of bed onto the floor and crawled down the hallway when my mom found me and freaked out. Called an ambulance went to the hospital got thoroughly debreded (sp?) and bandaged up. Told my mom I wrecked my bicycle coming home that night on a really steep hill. She boguht it but when my dad got home that night he did not (he thought I had wrecked on a motorcycle) and proceeded to beat the hell out of me. I never did say a word just let him go to town as I knew I desereved it. Anyone reading this from the KCMO area. The bash was at 171st and holmes road. We needed to get to holmes and Red Bridge rd. Made a wrong turn on HWY 150 ended up in lees summit and hwy 291(the 7-11). Wrecked somewhere on 291 north of lees summit. The pizza hut was in Independence at 291 and hwy40. Nothing like taking a 60 mile round about way to get back.

 

[Sled Puller]

Didn't see this thread when it was new, but its freaking me out.

 

[Mike Ellis]

BarryG,



That was a tough trip home , did your buddy's recollection match yours too?



Back in the 70's I saw a guy bail out of a car at speed like that. We were driving back from a German restaurant in Ft. Worth one night when I was about 15, my parents and a couple of their friends had gone to dinner and had dragged me along. My Dad's buddy Joe had consumed a huge amount of beer and peppermint schnapps along with bratwurst and sauerkraut and by the time we hit the backroads he was starting to turn green. They were letting me drive the other couple's Cadillac (learner's permit) and the sick fellow was in front passenger seat.



I was feeling pretty good with my driving skills and pretty happy with the Caddy, tooling along at about 45-50 mph on the back road, when Joe suddenly announced "Ahm feelin shorter shick" and threw open the door and bailed out. I looked over and all I saw was his white socks flipping up in the air and his feet bouncing off the door on the way out. HOLY



Stopped the car, went back with adults in full beehive mode, his wife shrieking "GOD HE'S DEAD!" etc, found him barfing in the bar ditch. He had bounced off the road and into a ditch full of prickly pear and big rocks with a barb wire fence on the side, and amazingly didn't have a single scratch on him, not a bruise, abrasion, cut, NOTHING.



Never have understood how he came out of that without injury...

 

[BarryG]

Mike:

That happened back in I think 76. We still hung out until I joined the service. Haven't seen him since. But yeah our stories jived right down the line. Being drunk and falling out of the car (except both of us at the same time) is not a real suprise it was just the way the car was found. It was just like somebody parked it there being that the key was off and in park right on the shoulder of the road.