This happened years ago. My wife and I were moving cross-country in the US, and we'd spent a couple nights at her grandparents' place in Topeka, Kansas, which is on the far east side of the state. We left after a couple days of snow, it was a little cloudy but there was no fog, and we were driving across the width of Kansas to Colorado where we'd be staying with *my* grandma for a couple days.

Less than five miles outside Topeka, we were swallowed by the thickest, densest fog I've ever experienced, including when I regularly drove through fog-heavy Half Moon Bay in California. There was no one on our side of the highway, and no one was coming the other direction. For hours. For the first 3-4 hours maybe *one* car passed going the other direction, it was just... thick thick fog.

We pulled aside once, not even to get gas just to get snacks and to use the restroom, and the gas station was lit up, but there were NO cars parked around it, and we could see inside, and there were NO people inside. We watched for about 10-15 minutes, there were no signs of life. We ended up just leaving, because it was so eerie.

I cannot express enough how empty it was. When we talk about it, we usually call it "Silent Kansas", after the Silent Hill games, because there was just nothing but the thick fog and a sense of foreboding. We drove for HOURS across Kansas, and the fog did not lift or lessen, and we did not see another living being. There were no signs (which I KNOW are usually there) for gas stations and restaurants. It was just empty nothingness in the fog.

And then, we crossed the state border into Colorado, and within like 2 miles, before even hitting the mountains (so we were at the same altitude as we'd been before hitting Colorado), the fog was gone, the sky was clear and blue, and there were multiple cars on the highway going both directions.

We both experienced it. But we will never be able to prove it happened, because it was before the era of ubiquitous smartphones, and neither of us had the ability to record it at the time. It remains one of the most terrifying and inexplicable experiences I've ever had.

When I was 10 we had a 14 year old German Shepard who was getting very sick. I was home alone momentarily as my mom went to the neighbors to pick up a book or something. Our German Shepard came over, convinced me to walk outside with him and started licking my hands, looked at me, and ran away jumping the fence and he never came back. He was so loyal and good that to this day noone believes me and thinks he was stolen because he would never leave.

I'm almost certain he did that because he didn't want us to see him die and he wanted to go to the massive forest area and do his thing. I miss you buddy.

After we broke up he started dating Girl 2 pretty much immediately (maybe even before the breakup idk). Couple months later he threw her over for Girl 3. Girl 2 and I got together to talk s**t about him when she realized she still had a key to his place, so she went and grabbed the bottle of Dom Perignon he'd shown off to each of us and told us he was saving for his wedding day. We drank the whole bottle on her porch as a toast to our new friendship.

When the groom pulled out his phone and started watching UFC at the reception instead of dancing with his wife.

Spoiler: I was the wife. We didn’t last lol.