From Quora:+
Q: What is the creepiest unexplained event you know of?+
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“In my childhood home, we had several cats and an old banister on the staircase.
“One of our cats—only one of them–would often stop on the stairs and stare at the top banister post. She would sometimes be transfixed and you’d have to physically pick her up and move her to another part of the house before she’d snap out of it.
“She didn’t do this anywhere else in the house. Nobody could understand this behaviour.
“Eventually the wood in the old banister got rotten so we had it taken out and replaced, now with a central rail rather than posts.
“After we did this, never again did the cat stop and stare at that space.
“Several years later, we sold the house and moved. During this process, my parents were reviewing the deeds and other documentation relating to the house, and they found it once sold for a knockdown price in the 1930s.
“Reason? There had been a murder-suicide in that house. A man beat his wife to death and then hanged himself… from the top banister post.
“I’m pretty much a seeing-is-believing type, but while I never outright saw a ghost, that is too much of a coincidence for a rational explanation. People do, after all, believe some animals have a sixth sense for the supernatural.”
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“About thirty years ago, my grandmother came for a visit. Late in the evening I got a craving for some ice cream and started to gather my keys and wallet to go out and buy some.
“My dog kept getting in my way. Like, when I stopped, she’d put herself between me and the exit. She had a weird look on her face that is best described as anxious worrying.
“I go to the living room to ask my grandmother what kind of ice cream she’d like and she told me, ‘Don’t go.’
“I’ve always been intuitive and I tend to trust my gut instincts, which in this case took my grandmother seriously. So I said, ‘Well maybe another time.’
“Couple minutes later, there is this huge crashing noise outside. I look and find out that the bridge which I’d have driven across to get to the store, had collapsed. I’d absolutely have been on that bridge had I ignored my dog or my grandmother that night.”
“She died.
“One of the few things I took from her house was a music box. A dancing girl in a glass dome, the windup type. It wouldn’t work and hadn’t played for years. For some reason, she treasured it though and kept it on her mantle. It just seemed right to keep it.
“She died in February, and the following Dec we were all sitting at the table having a turkey dinner. My wife made a comment: ‘Mom, would have loved this.’
“The music box started playing. You could have heard a pin drop and I swear my face turned white. It ran for about ten seconds and then quit. After a pause sitting there looking at each other, my daughter said something like, ‘Do you think she’s here?’
“It started playing again and ran for a few seconds before quitting. I tried winding it after, but it wouldn’t play.”
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