Yorky
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Have you ever been driving and something strange, unusual, bizzare or odd has made you say "that's weird" ? If so, share your story with us. I'll start the ball rollin' by recalling an event that happened some years ago.
I was working in Germany at the time and needed to visit someone in another district. As i had no transport it was proving difficult getting there until a colleague offered to lend me their vehicle.
I set off after work on my memorable journey on a cold clear winters evening. The moon was lighting up the surrounding countryside and it was very quiet with hardly any other traffic about when i suddenly had this strange feeling that someone was sat in the back of the vehicle. The hairs on my neck started to stick up, my back was tingling and my hands felt clammy. I had this compulsion to look over my shoulder but daren't. Instead i looked at the scene ahead and it had the effect of looking at a photograph negative. I was feeling very uncomfortable when as quickly as it stated, it stopped and everything was back to normal.
On the return journey i experienced a similar feeling but no where near as intense as previous. On arriving back i returned the vehicle to its owner and told him of my experience. He looked at me ashen faced and told me that the previous owner had commited suicide in a lay-by where i had driven through, the police finding his body slumped in the back of the vehicle.
That's weird.
I was working in Germany at the time and needed to visit someone in another district. As i had no transport it was proving difficult getting there until a colleague offered to lend me their vehicle.
I set off after work on my memorable journey on a cold clear winters evening. The moon was lighting up the surrounding countryside and it was very quiet with hardly any other traffic about when i suddenly had this strange feeling that someone was sat in the back of the vehicle. The hairs on my neck started to stick up, my back was tingling and my hands felt clammy. I had this compulsion to look over my shoulder but daren't. Instead i looked at the scene ahead and it had the effect of looking at a photograph negative. I was feeling very uncomfortable when as quickly as it stated, it stopped and everything was back to normal.
On the return journey i experienced a similar feeling but no where near as intense as previous. On arriving back i returned the vehicle to its owner and told him of my experience. He looked at me ashen faced and told me that the previous owner had commited suicide in a lay-by where i had driven through, the police finding his body slumped in the back of the vehicle.
That's weird.
