Have you ever had something happen to you that required a double take and you ended up never really being able to explain what actually happened? Perhaps you found yourself in another curiously unsettling episode of Twilight Zone? There’s a high chance that you’ve ended up with a story that even your closest friends find hard to believe. Fear not—there’s a popular community on Reddit dedicated to such stories called Glitch in the Matrix. So whether you’re after some spine-chilling stories or you need to share an uncanny experience, you have just hit the jackpot.
Some of the glitches could be explained and perhaps you could learn from them, but some of them remain a pure mystery and here is a handful of them. Let us know what you have experienced that made you question reality and maybe even your own rationality in the comments below. If these uncanny stories are your thing, you can check out our previous article here.
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So this actually happened last week... It just took me some time to come to terms with it...
I got a phone call from my next door neighbour late in the evening asking if I can help him move a mattress into his upstairs. His mom is ill and has a big heavy sleep number bed. I of course ran over to help because they're great neighbours.
I get over there and his friend, who is also a priest, was there to help. I helped them figure out how to separate the mattress from the bed so we could fit it up stairs. We get it all moved up and back in place when my neighbour asks if I can help them move an armoire upstairs too. I think nothing of it and we pull it out of his travel trailer and start bringing it up the front stairs of his house.
This is where I died. The front stairs are 11 steps. I was on the lower end of the armoire about 6 steps up when my neighbour and his friend lose a handle on the armoire and it comes crashing down on me and I fall backwards towards the pavement...
I then wake up in my dining room to my phone ringing and my wife asking me if I'm going to answer the phone. It's my neighbour asking me if I can help move a bed upstairs for his mom...
I go over there and meet his priest friend again, as this has been the first time I met him. I say I can help with the bed but I cannot help with the armoire. My neighbour was like "how'd you know about the armoire?". I then proceeded to tell them I'm pretty sure I just died.
I spent the next hour talking with the priest. He had so many questions. My neighbour didn't believe it until I described the upstairs bedroom in perfect detail down to the metal mattress frame on the floor and the intricate headboard leaning against the wall and I had never been upstairs in their house before.
The priest asked me what I saw after I died. I told him I never actually died. Before it happened I woke up at my dining room table.
TL;DR... I experienced my death but woke up alive about 20 minutes earlier in my life.
My mom and I were on the highway driving home, and there was a semi truck in the lane next to us. Suddenly the semi swerved in to our lane. Luckily my mom was able to get out of the way before it hit us, but soon after I began feeling strangely. The entire right side of my face felt hot and sticky, I tasted blood, and smelled the very pungent scent of gasoline. Then my head and right arm started to ache really badly, and I couldn’t feel my legs. Just as soon as the pain started to worsen, it went away, replaced with a cold eerie chill. I told my mom about this and she couldn’t come up with an explanation. I think I was feeling the pain in another timeline where my mom wasn’t able to avoid that semi.
So, this happened about seven or eight years ago. My husband and I were laying in the bed one night, watching television. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a child in the doorway of our bedroom. Thinking it was our only child at the time, I tapped my hubby and said “Hey, shhhh b look, but I think Connor is going to try to scare us ! He turns and looks and this child walked into our room. I can’t explain it, bc it was one of those moments that seemed ... somehow different. We watched in silence, soon realizing that this child was NOT out son. He toddles in, head slightly tilted back, curls bouncing and diaper squish squishing as he goes to the end of our bed.. we see his head go down (like he was crouching) and when we got up to look- he was gone. I looked at chris (my husband) and said “ Did we just see a ghost?!” Then, almost as an after thought, I said “well, we know if we have another baby, and he has curls, that he was here before he was born.” We both laugh, bc We were not trying for another baby at the time. Fascinated, we go to check on our son, and he was fast asleep. A few months later.. I’m pregnant. (Surprise!) So fast forward aNd our new baby, Liam, is two. He toddles in the room, head titled slightly back and curls bouncing, and it hit me like a bucket of ice water.. holy crap, this is the baby that came to visit us! I mean, there is absolutely no doubt in my mind.. now, on top of that, whenever Liam is staying the night elsewhere (like with my parents) he comes to visit me in my sleep .. for example- one time he came and just smiled at me while I was taking a nap.. He was in a little red shirt, and his hair was cut short (he left with it long) the next day I go to pick the kiddos up from mom, and lo and behold- his hair is freshly shorn and he is wearing a little red shirt. I asked my mom “did he wear this yesterday?” And she replies “oh, yeah he did, but he insisted on wearing it today, so he is..”. So, I look at him and say “did you go see momma yesterday in mommas dreams” he just looked at me (he was four) all big blue eyes and serious, and nodded his head.
So that’s my glitch in the matrix story. One of many, but the most profound. Our son, I guess, travels astral, and even stopped to see us before he was born. I would know those curls anywhere. the fact that my husband witnessed it with me makes it even more weird, but utterly fascinating. Thanks for reading and forgive typos please ❤️❤️
So I work for a joinery company and was delivering a load to a construction site about an hour away from work, and whenever I'm out and about, I just play reddit compilation videos through my headphones.
I was about 8 minutes into a video when in the middle of the town at a red light, with a bad feeling of deja vu. the video started buffering. I thought it was odd since I had good reception but was just going to wait it out. The light went green, and the video played just long enough to say the word "wait" and started buffering again. I couldn't see anything at all, The road was clear, but I thought I'd listen, looked left, then right again and there was a massive semi at Speed that appeared out of nowhere and ran the red light. It would have taken out the drivers side of the cab, and I'd have been toast if I didn't wait. Definitely reminded me of my own mortality.
My mom died 13 years ago. About four years ago my dad was on vacation in Arizona with his girlfriend. He said he was up watching tv and the hotel phone rang. He answered it and said it was my moms voice saying “I’m ok” he said he said “Cass?” And he said the phone was crackly and said tell HEATHER (me) I am ok” he said his girlfriend was confused why the phone ring. He immediately called me even though it was late and he was crying. My dad doesn’t believe in the supernatural but still to this day can’t explain that call.
Three days ago I was having conversation with my father and he was telling me about his university life. Basically my dad came from nothing, he had a very difficult up bringing and went to the worst school and high school in our city. When it was time for him to join university, my grandfather passed away leaving my dad to take care for the rest of the family as he was the oldest son. He took a wrong a major because of the wrong advices of the people and how he regrets that to this day. The courses were taught in English which is a second language for us and how he didn't even know the language. My dad told me that it was the darkest times in his life and he just wanted to run away and was even thinking of taking his own life. Now very recently he got his masters in English literature and he was telling me that he didn't think it would be ever possible for him. My dad just recently finished this degree at an age of 55.
The next morning my dad had to drive to this town because his distant relatives live there and they are struggling financially, my dad is very a kind soul and he wanted to help them . The town is 3 hours drive away. He usually takes public transport but didn't because of recent crisis. He drove there and my mom was worried so we decided we will keep calling him after every hour to check. Well i decided to call him , now keep in mind because it's highway network signals get very weak. He told me to wait and parked at a nearby restaurant it was like a check point for trucks. I don't know what came over me but I started crying and went on to tell him how proud i was of him, i just babbled and kept saying that he shouldn't think he is lacking because he is not. He was an amazing father and a great person to look up to.
You guys my dad started crying he told me that he will talk to me when he returns. Well he returned and he just hugged me and was telling me that how 30 years ago he was visiting the same town and it was the time when he was at his lowest. He was visiting the same relatives and he was in a bus which stopped at a petrol station. He called his mother and when he picked the phone without even dialling he heard my voice. It was me telling him the exact same thing which I just said yesterday. He said that he didn't even called my grandmother, he just stood there and cried. It gave him strength to keep fighting. He said he just now realized it was me whose voice he heard.
My parents are now taking this as sign from God who helped my dad when he thought no one was there for him.
im listening to weirdcore music while reading these and it's a whole experience
My dad drank out of the same black cup everyday. One day he filled up a different white cup. I asked him what gives and he claimed to always have used that cup. I asked the rest of my family and they all said the same thing.
This technically happened last night, but I was just starting a graveyard shift and am only now getting it all down.
I work at a gas station chain with only numbers in its name. We're just outside of a large chunk of suburbs- none if that "middle of nowhere", like we aren't exactly near any other businesses but we are rarely completely dead for hours at a time.
It was just past midnight, and with everything going on in the US right now not a lot of things other than gas stations and bars are open at night anymore so it was a slower evening.
I was the only one in the store and a car pulled up to one if the 2 double-sided pumps out front. Pretty standard white four door. I'm not great with car brands but it was a little nicer, like upper middle class and probably only a few years old.
A woman gets out and starts walking towards our door like she's in a daze. Legit this woman looked like she saw a ghost. She wanders up, sort of freezes at the door for a second with a thousand yard stare before opening it and coming in. She didn't go looking for anything, didn't start shopping, just sort of stood inside for what felt like ages.
Again, bars are still open so I think maybe she's a little drunk or had a rough night or something so I give the usual "Welcome to 'gas station' let me know if you need any help finding anything" and she finally notices me and immediately asks me the weirdest damn question I have ever been asked on the job. "You can see me right?"
"Yeah". Like what else do you say? She breaks down crying in the middle of my store so I'm already headed around the corner to see what's up. I have my cellphone out incase I need to call the cops or something for her.
I get her to sit down on a nearby pallet of soda and I'm grabbing her a bottle of water and after she catches her breath a little she tells me "I thought I had died". Again I'm thinking maybe she is on something but she's a middle aged woman who looks like a standard local suburban housewife. We're a pretty boring township without your average junkies like you'd find closer to the cities.
So she asks if she can call her husband to pick her up and wait with me. She has her own phone and does so, not really telling him anything either just where she is at and if he can come get her. He says he'll call an uber and be there as soon as possible.
We're waiting, so far nobody else has showed up, so I'm keeping most of my attention on her- and eventually she starts to explain to me-
"I was driving home from dinner with my coworkers and as I'm driving through (nearby intersection I recognized) a truck ran a redlight and hit me." Now, her car is still at the pump without a scratch on it. She goes on to say she remembers her car being pushed into a pole, going airborne, and then nothing.
I tried to calm her down letting her know that her car is out front and it looks fine, but she insisted that she completely blacked out, woke up in an ambulance for a split second, passed out again, and then woke up again in the driver seat of her car- at the intersection waiting for the light to change, perfectly fine.
This whole thing freaked her out so badly that she drove to the nearest anything (us) just so she could get out of the car.
Husband eventually showed up to get her. He asked if I had any idea what happened and even though she sort of explained to me I just shrugged because no, I had no idea what was happening anymore. She reluctantly got into the passenger seat of the car and he drove them back home.
That was hours ago, after which I worked an entire shift at the station trying to wrap my head around what the absolute hell I had just witnessed.
I used to think that the whole ''Parallel universes'' thing had been invented by sci-fi writers but turns out that the writers stole the ides from scientists working on a minor aspect of Relativity Theory. The scientists claim that parallel universes are entirely real and my take on why experiences like the one you describe don't happen more often is that we simply filter them out, as in ''It didn,t happen because I didn't notice it''.
I am a bit shocked.
I had a very good friend who crafted small jewellery and I have a few pieces from her. I got a pair of earrings more than 8 years ago and lost one of it after wearing them just a couple of times.
I always told her she had to craft a replacement but unfortunately she got very sick and died of cancer very quickly, she never had the chance to craft anything else.
I kept the single earring in a little box with some other small random memories and trinkets.
I am now moving to my own place and checking the memories in this little box, both earrings are there and I can’t explain when or how or why.
Probably in other universe my own me lost the unique earring she had.
I dropped my phone in the kitchen and I looked to grab it off of the floor but it wasn’t there. I heard it hit the floor but I couldn’t find it. It was in the middle of the room too, there was no way it could’ve gone more than 3 feet away from me. I checked under everything and went through the entire house looking for it but it was gone. I had my mom call my phone and it said that my line was disconnected. I checked the Find My IPhone app and it said it couldn’t find my phone because it couldn’t find a signal. That was 4 years ago, and we still haven’t found it. It’s like it hit the ground and immediately disappeared afterwards.
We couldn't find my sister's iPad for years. Then one day I just looked under the couch for no reason. I saw something, so I took it out. It was my sister's iPad in perfect working condition, but we'd thought it had been lost somewhere far away because the Find my Friends app wasn't working. It had been under the couch the whole time.
My husband recently took an overnights job to help us out during covid. He's only been there about two weeks and works evenings/overnights, 9pm-6am.
Last night was no different, he left home around 8:15pm. Our daughter, age 11, and I decided to make it a movie night. Around 11pm, I heard keys in my backdoor and the usual sounds my husband makes when he comes home. I creep out to the kitchen to make sure it was him, and it was. He told me he needed to grab his knee compression sleeve, walks down the hall, says hi to our daughter as he passes the living room, and goes upstairs. He came back down, gave me a kiss and left again.
We finished our movie and went to bed. In the morning when he got home I made a joking comment about him forgetting his knee sleeve. He was genuinely confused as I recalled the previous night. Our daughter confirmed everything I said and he still was acting confused. I pulled up our security motion camera on my phone to show him when he popped in quick. But there was no footage from the night before, or any other night, of him coming home after he's left for work.
My daughter and I both heard him, saw him, and I touched him. But he was never home during that time. Nothing else out of the ordinary happened that night. We seriously have no idea what happened.
About 30 seconds ago I was sitting on the couch, as my dog walked by to go sit on her bed we have behind the “L” part of the sectional. She had something small caught in her throat last night, I think a popcorn shell, so I was paying attention to her breathing just to make sure she got it out.
For a few minutes she was breathing fine, and then what sounded like a light snore started happening. This is semi-normal for her depending on what position she’s laying in, so I didn’t bother to go over and check on her. That went on for about 5 minutes, until the most disgusting(and to my now realization, terrifying) snore/cough/wheezing sound started happening. I go over to her to make sure she’s okay, and the exact moment I looked at her bed the sound stoped ‘mid-breath’ and she wasn’t there.
She was outside with my parents, had been for around 30 minutes. There’s no way to get out of the room without walking right past me. I don’t know who’s fucking dog I saw, and what was making that creepy ass sound 5 feet away from me, but I’m going to be staying outside for the rest of the day and hiring an exorcist.
ALL OF THIS SO FAR IS AMAZING. im a sucker for the supernatural so ;w;
The year was 2011.i was in med school while my brother joined engineering college in same city.my brother is 3 years younger to me.
One day i asked him to come to my hostel as it was his free day from college.(he used to come in his free day as he missed family )
We were chatting and having foods while he suddenly asked me about a girl.
Convo
Bro- do you remember nisha(altered name for obvious reason)?
Me-nisha,who??
Bro-it seems like you have forgotten her.good for you.
Me(visibly confused)-which nisha you are talking about?
Bro(still playing)- don't try so hard brother.you know exactly about whom i am taking about. Leave it if that's still hurting you.i shouldn't have bring her up.
Me(thinking that he is pulling my leg,i started to play along)- yeah i remember.i forgot her.it was bitter.i am not in touch with her.
Bro-it is not like that you can be in touch with her anyway..
Me(trying to play along)- yeah.she is probably married by now.
Bro(visibly confused)- now what nisha are you talking about???
Me-exactly the nisha you are talking about..
Bro-leave it then..
Me-yeah..
After 30 or so minutes after lunch is over
Bro-do you really not remember her?nisha?
Me(tired of this game,agitated)- bro stop this game it's not funny anymore.i am tired of this stupid game.
Bro-what game ?
Me-i don't really know nisha.who is she?
Bro-forget it.
And he left for the day...
I asked mom after few days about nisha.she was distraught when i asked about her.after few mon she told me that she was my gf while i was in school.she was my brothers best friend. she died in a car accident few years back.
I was dumbfounded.i don't even recall her name,face,memory .nothing..
Her memory is totally wiped out from me.
I was disturbed and went back to home where mom showed me a pic where i was with a girl and my brother.i don't even remember the girl.
In some cases of ptsd selective amnesia happens.but that repressed memory can be triggered by related memory.but in this case i didn't even recall her.i was agitated because i don't remember her.
Till this day i don't recall anything.according to family, we were close.i didn't try to ask her family or any other people because it seems insensitive..
Do you guys know the whole theory about how when people die in one time line, they shift into another? I think that may have happened to me.
Back in early July of this year, my family (M45, F54, Me:19, B16), S(13) were going on a road trip to Montana to visit our grandparents. Prior to the trip, I had a horrible, horrible feeling about going. I kept having flashes of car accidents in my head, and I was sure that we were going to get in one if we left. It was so strange, because I have a pretty severe anxiety disorder, but this didn’t feel like my anxiety at all, and I never have anxiety about road trips: I love them!!
So we left Saturday of that week, I had told my parents I had a bad feeling about driving up there, but they dismissed me as being anxious, but I had never felt so certain about something in my life. Getting into that car felt like signing my death sentence. So we get about 6 hours in, and at this point, I start to think I was being ridiculous, and a wave of calmness just washes over me. This is where shit gets strange. My dad passes an underpass and everything just shifts. I feel like I saw everything in slow motion for a whole 4 or so minutes. My parents were joking beforehand, but their faces moved so slowly, and then the light in the car started to shift. This was the scary part because I thought I must have been going insane. For a few seconds, there was a huge illumination of light into our car, and I looked at my family, and could not tell who they were or what they meant to me. And then it’s like everything just came back. The light shifted back, and I knew who everyone was, but it felt like something imperceptible had changed.
I closed my eyes and tried to make sense of the past few minutes, and when I reached back to remember; I saw blood, our car and another minivan in shambles on the side of the highway right beyond the underpass, and mangled bodies. I remembered sensations I should not have known: what spattered brain matter looks like, the smell of something burning, the way I couldn’t breathe. But this never happened? Yet I remember that the car in front of us had switched lanes even though there was a truck in front of us, realized it at the last second, and hit us with a lateral impact.
I have no history of psychosis, and I have never been in any sort of car accident. This wasn’t PTSD, and I have never had anxiety over being in the car in any sort of way prior to this. And maybe I could have just brushed it off, but I still think about it when I’m driving in my own car. And it’s made me a more cautious driver. I don’t know what happened, it was just a weird situation, and I remember having the distinct feeling in that moment that I had died in some sense. I am not a spiritually sensitive person by any means, I am a scientist at heart, but this truly was something I cannot explain. And I fully accept that I might be reading to much into this, and for some reason, I imagined an event that never happened, but I thought I would share anyway.
This is my first post, so bear with me, but after reading many other glitch stories, I wanted to share mine here.
In early December 2015, my now ex-boyfriend’s mother passed away in the home following surgery and other health problems related to her heart (she was born with a rare condition). Unfortunately she went into cardiac arrest and we were unable to save her, so the event in and of itself was extremely traumatic and unexpected.
A couple of nights later, we decided to go see some friends who wanted to offer their condolences to my ex; everyone loved his mom. We were all sitting in our friends’ living room watching tv and, to be honest, they were really trying to distract us from everything.
One friend was just being her goofy self and I was taking Snapchat videos and I DISTINCTLY remember taking a video of (let’s call her) Amy... I saved the video, but when I looked at my screen to watch it, it was not Amy.... it was a grainy video with a background that appeared to be outside and 100000% not in a living room, but on the screen was my ex’s mom...
She said the words, “I’m okay baby. I’m okay” and multiple other friends saw it on my phone before it disappeared. She looked young and vibrant and has a huge smile on her face. Someone had tossed my phone to another friend across the couch to see and the video then disappeared. When we watched the original video back immediately after, my ex’s mom was gone. It was Amy in the video again just like I saw it while recording it in the first place.
My ex and his mom had a very close relationship, best friends really, so when we saw her on my screen letting him know she was okay... it was astounding.
I saw it first and everyone noticed i was visibly upset. I cannot imagine what went through my ex’s mind and heart when he saw that, but to this day, it’s something we talk about and something he shares with new friends... something we simply cannot explain other than her coming thru in a glitch to let us know she was okay.
Me (M26) and my girlfriend (F25) have been living together in an apartment for two and a half years. Everything has been normal until quarantine started (around 4 weeks ago), when I started noticing some odd things.
For instance, for the last three weeks or so, my GF has been putting sugar in her morning coffee, while throughout our entire relationship she's always been very much against it. It may seem like a small detail, but she's always been complaining about how I don't know what real coffee is since I put quite a lot of sugar. On the first day that I saw her drinking coffee with sugar I asked her why would she do that, and she looked at me weirded out and said something like "What are you talking about? I've always been putting sugar in my coffee". I felt a bit confused for a moment but then we started talking about some other things, so I didn't think anymore about it until the morning after, when she did the exactly same thing, and had once again the same reaction.
Fast forward a few days and another odd thing happened. We were having sex and she suddenly suggested a sex pose that we had already tried once, but it had gone wrong and it hurt her a lot so we had simply decided not to try it anymore. Naturally, I was very surprised with her suggestion, and reminded her about the time when it went wrong, and she just completely dismissed it, saying that i probably mixed her up with some ex-girlfriend or that I was just tripping. We then did the pose and we actually enjoyed it.
Today, the weirdest thing happened, which is the reason I'm writing this post. In the afternoon, I was working at home (I'm employed as a PhD student at the computer science department of a university), when my gf asked me what's up with a guy who I've never heard of before. I asked her who is she referring to and she said "Well, it's that colleague of yours who you always talk about, the one from the company where you are employed at". I froze, and asked her to repeat, and she said the exactly same thing all over again. Then I told her that I don't work at any company nor have I ever worked at any company, since I started a PhD straight after my Master degree. At this point, she also completely froze and we were just staring at each other completely confused and shocked for a few moments. She then asked me wtf is going on and I reminded her about the coffee thing and about the sex pose and that I don't know anymore what is going on. At this point, she started crying too and asked what is wrong with us.
Nor she, nor me nor anyone in both families have ever had any mental problems in the past. We don't know what to do about this.
Can anyone explain what's wrong with us?
I live in a very small town. We have a small grocery store, hardware store, you know the drill. I was done getting groceries and hopped in my car to head home. As I pulled up to the end of the driveway of the store, blinker on to get onto the main road, I see a big, white, lifted Chevy pickup driving toward me that I need to wait for. I watch it as drives closer to me, remarking to myself that it looks so similar to my husband's, just older and rusted around the edges. It even has the same black emblem and large iron cross bumper. As the truck goes past me my jaw nearly fell open. Staring at me intently was a man almost identical to my husband... but with a longer, greying beard, and grey hair around the ears. I quickly gathered myself together and pulled out behind the truck and up to the stop sign that followed. He was staring at me still in his side mirror. Glancing away and then staring at me again. He took off like a shot the first chance he got, and I tried to follow to see which direction he took, but a car was coming and I couldn't get out behind him in time. The truck sped off toward my road, but I don't know if he turned in that direction or not.
I know that's a little crazy, but I couldn't help feeling the total connection I feel with my husband when I saw his reflection in that side mirror staring at me. It gives me goosebumps to think about it because it was like he knew that I was me, and I was the wrong age, and that he needed to get out of there before i could follow. I got home and my husband was there, working in his woodshop. I told him about it and he chuckled and asked if he looked hot when he was old. I mean.... he did if it was really him!
Id be seriously tempted to record the date and time, then remind my husband on that day every year to look out for me at that intersection. See if he comes home on that day 20 years later looking white as a sheet...😜
So mobile alert . This happened two days ago.
I was at my home because of quarantine and according to me i was sleeping.
When i woke up my mom was looking at me having a very shocked and worried expression and tears in her eyes. She asked me where the hell i was and i said that i was sleeping right here in my bed. She didn't believe me said she checked and i wasn't there.
So apparently, my family woke up in the morning and i didn't come for breakfast, my dad came into my room and just saw the blanket and pillow (i do sleep with blanket on face). Then my mom came to wake me up and took the blanket off no one was there . Then she panicked and told my dad. They searched the entire house and tried calling me nothing worked. Then they asked the neighbours if they had seen me leaving but neighbours couldn't help as well. My mom was very afraid at that point and they called the police and that's when my dad had went to file the report and i woke up.
We called my dad and told him i was back and he wanted an explanation and I couldn't give one. I said i was just sleeping and then i woke up and this whole thing has happened.
I wanted to make it clear that i do sleep with blanket covering my entire body and my mom did made it clear that she took the blanket off and no one was there. We all are very shaken rn.
This is just what I think of, but yeah: You may have been sleep walking around the house in different parts of your home than where your parents were searching for you. From my understanding, you can only sleep walk and sleep talk when you're in a state near or in REM sleep, so when they called for you, you didn't wake up or simply didn't hear them. Then, when you were nearing your end of REM sleep, you returned to your bed and under your blankets the way you sleep in them. And, of course, the neighbors didn't see you because you were in your house the whole time.
Let me preface this by saying there has always been creepy shit happening around me and I have several stories of my Dad's old house which myself and my siblings all agree is haunted as fuck. I also had my dead best friend visit me twice which was nice.
So this evening, my partner (42 M) and I (30 F) were upstairs sorting laundry, when his daughter (17) called us downstairs as dinner was ready.
I was heading down the stairs, my partner right behind me, literally two steps behind me.
He did his usual thing of tickling the back of my neck as we walked.
The bottom of our stairs is wooden so you can hear when somebody steps onto it from the carpeted stairs. When we got to the bottom, my feet hit the floor as usual. I turned to ask him something and he wasn't there.
He wasn't fucking there.
I totally froze for a second and looked up the stairs and there he was. On the top step, pale and shaking.
Asked him what the fuck just happened and he kept saying
"I don't know, I don't know, I was behind you and before I hit the bottom, the next step took me back upstairs!"
We are very freaked out. Didn't say shit to our girl as she is already leery of this stuff although he and I are somewhat used to it.
I am trying to get the courage to leave my laptop recording audio overnight because there definitely is SOMETHING weird happening.
EDITED TO ADD
I was JUST talking to my partner about the jump while we were cleaning our bedroom and the second he made a joke about "Spooks A-Poppin'" our bedroom door and bathroom door just slammed shut one after the other.
I'm chalking it up to our bedroom window being open a crack...I don't want to think of alternatives.
FURTHER UPDATE
To the people messaging me saying my relationship is "yikes" and to join certain subs (Female Dating Strategy) I appreciate the concern.
To the other eejit who messaged calling my partner a sexual deviant, kindly relax and focus in your own relationship, if you have one. We are together 11years. I'm second Mom to the kids.
Not every relationship with an age gap is abusive. Not every relationship with an age gap is coercive.
I love him and the kids more than anything, and I would DO anything for my family.
So please, I appreciate the concern, but don't assume he is abusive or that I was "groomed" as one lovely person messaged.
And finally, to the person who asked me why I would want to be "fake Mom" to his kids- I'm sorry that's how you view my life from this one small snippet I posted and I hope you are content in your own life.
Back story, this is important later: for about 9 months or so I was planning to move to California last September. Plans fell through do to financial reasons and other opportunities had come my way.
This happened to me while I was at work closing, so I was completely alone. A customer came in, he was maybe in his early 60’s (I’m 21). I wouldn’t say he looked like me, But he was definitely dressed similar to me, and that’s how I’d expect myself to dress at that age. Kinda old man surfy SoCal vibes. But this guy says “man I need some caffeine, I know it’s late but I’ve been consuming that stuff daily since I was a little kid.” I told him “ME TOO! Since I was about 8 I started drinking coffee” which is a fact about me. This guy continues to talk about how he loves the music I was playing in the store, etc. Then out of the blue this guy says “so I have to ask, why’d you choose not to move to California?”.... I did not mention California to this man at all, I have never met this man, I don’t know who he is or how he knew. None of my coworkers, or really anyone beside my family knew about my plans for California. I served him his drink, and as he walked out he said “you’ll go, maybe not now, but you love that place”... Again, I never spoke about California to him, but he knew I was planning to move there and he knew I loved that place. He walked out and I have not seen him since. I asked my parents and anyone who knew about my plans if they had told anyone, more specifically an older man. They all said no per my request to keep it on the down low. To this day I am still in awe.
For a bit of context, my eyesight is horrible, even half a foot in front of my face is nothing but blurry color. Yesterday my mom and brother picked me up to go to an appointment. I was running a little late, so didn’t have time to put my contacts in/ do my makeup and was getting ready on the drive.
So while mom was driving I was in the passenger seat with the mirror down. I took off my glasses to apply my eyeshadow. My brother, who was sitting behind me, asked me a question and I turned to look back at him. When I turned my head back around, I quickly finished my eyeshadow and shut the mirror.
I was looking out my window at the farmland just off the road and thinking how beautiful it was when I suddenly realized that I hadn’t put my glasses back on, they were sitting on the dashboard. As soon as I had the realization, my perfect vision went back to being just blurred colors. It was instant, like flipping a switch on my sight. It was so shocking that I yelled “Holy shit!”
My outburst startled my mom and brother, so I told them what had just happened and they said they believed me but couldn’t think of a rational reason for it. We tried to figure it out for the rest of the drive but honestly couldn’t. Tbh, if there’s some secret to magically fixing my eyesight that I accidentally stumbled upon, then I wish I could find it again!
Maybe the brain forgot for a moment that it couldn't see perfectly... I've heard (have no source, might be modern legend stuff) about people with dementia that suddenly don't need glasses... my grandma ran like 15 meters once before my mum reminded her that she forgot her walking aid 🤷🏼♀️
This just happened, and my heart is still beating like crazy.
I was chilling on the couch, scrolling through instagram, when I heard my cat jumping down from his bed. He usually wants to go outside after sleeping, so I looked at him and said «you wanna go outside, buddy?» with my annoying cat-voice. He just looked at me, not answering, like a normal cat. I was ready to go let him out, but looked back at my phone for just a second. That’s when it hit me. I let him outside a few hours ago. I turned my head to look back at him in confusion, but he wasnt there.
I went to the front door, and yep, he was outside and came running when I opened the door. I have no idea what just happened
Oh, that one is mundane. Cats are very good at teleportation. They just bother us to open the door for them because it's easier, and they dislike the concept of closed doors anyway.
This happened a few days ago. My husband and I were at home, neither of us were intoxicated etc, just a normal evening. For reference, I'm 5'8" and my husband is 5'7"; we've been together for years and know very well what the other looks like head on. I had gone to the kitchen to make a sandwich, and something felt off. I wasn't sure what until my husband asked if I was taller than usual. I was flat footed and barefoot, but realized my viewpoint was as if I was on my tiptoes - I could see the top of the fridge, and my hips were above the kitchen counter. I turned to face my husband and he seemed much shorter to me than usual; our eyes are usually pretty close to even but they seemed much lower than mine. He says he felt like his height didn't change at all, just mine.
Understandably, we were both freaked out and were wandering around our apartment trying to figure out what was going on. Suddenly, everything felt right again and I returned to the kitchen; I could no longer see the top of the fridge and the counter was back even with my hips. My husband returned, and both of us looked "right" again to the other. It was like once we couldn't see each other anymore, it fixed itself.
I've heard of alice in wonderland syndrome before, but for it to happen where someone else can see it seems impossible. Has anyone else experienced anything like this or have any ideas?
mk idk what that could be but the first thing i thought of was slenderman/comically tall stick figures. this one actually really freaked me out ;w;
Visited my BF's parents in a city where I had never been before. We sat around in the kitchen talking and then his mother asked me to get her her scissors. I got up, went to the guest room dresser, opened the second drawer and got them out. There was no way I could have known where they were.
This is only a small thing, but it still confuses the hell out of me and I can't think of any explanation.
I was playing fetch with my dog in my living room. I threw the ball, she'd bring it back, you get it. My dog dropped the ball on my foot and waited whilst I leant down to pick it up, but then I blinked and it was gone.
I quickly checked under the sofa, thinking she'd nudged it under there or I'd accidentally kicked it, but it was nowhere to be seen. My dog was still staring at the spot where she dropped it and when it disappeared she looked just as confused as I was and jumped round looking for it.
I scoured the whole room (which wasn't very big) and eventually found it on the opposite side of the room in the middle of the floor, even after I'd looked everywhere. We only had this one particular ball at the time, so we couldn't have mistaken it for another one.
Not particularly exciting, but I can't think of any explanation. My dog was just happy to have her ball back at least.
You probably did kick it--I did this sometimes with other things, like, I would bend down to pick it up and then lose my footing and kick the object really hard where I'd see it in a completely different place. The dog might've blinked at the same time as you/didn't see it yeet across the room and also got confused.
We were all completely sober , quick preface.
I’m currently driving home from my lunch break so I’m using Siri to talk hopefully this makes sense. So back in the summer we had a huge friend trip to Lake Powell. For anyone that has been there you know it’s absolutely beautiful, anyways we were boating through the canyons and going deeper and deeper into the canyons lake Powell.
At one point I thought in my mind something along the lines of “damn, this place is so beautiful it almost looks fake or like it was designed to look this way by something” when I started saying that in my mind, a friend turned around to me and said “dude, it feels like we’re in a movie and we are looking at movie props, it looks so fake” and I turned around and looked and and said “dude what the fuck did you just say? I was thinking the EXACT SAME THING.”
We were both freaking out about it but then it got a little freakier. We were sitting at the back of the boat looking at our 10 or so friends standing up while the boat was slowly going through the canyons, and as I watched them looking at the scenery I experienced an altered state of conscience. The best way to describe it is the façade of the human experience was dropped and all of a sudden my friends looked like gods or angelic beings experiencing “earth” and just enjoying the moment.
My friend turned to me and said, “dude, look at our friends, they’re so beautiful and alive, they look like angels!” And I knew at that moment we were both experiencing the same thing.
The best way to describe what we saw, is it looked like we placed ourselves in a video game and were enjoying what we created. It’s super hard to describe this experience. If you’ve seen maze runner, you know how they make you forget everything before you go into the maze but yet you had an existence before? It felt like that! That nature of reality teased us and slightly withdrew, and we saw our friends and this earth for what it could truly be for a brief moment in time
EDIT #1. I heard a story of a man who experienced something similar where at random times he also would "tap in" to this outside reality whilst being sober. He came up with a theory that human consciousness and our Brains can act like a Needle finding the groove on a vinyl record. Once we tune it specifically and find ourselves in this "groove" music can be played, or in other words, we can start experiencing some fascinating things. I have to find where I read this though, but supposedly it happens randomly to a lot of people!
This has to be the strangest thing to ever happen to me, I discovered it a few months ago and it's played on my mind because I have a lot of health problems too.
Last year my dad passed away, we visit the graveyard quite often and go to various family members graves.
It's a Muslim Grave yard, so they usually have the fathers name and other details on the gravestones.
Near my uncles grave, the one just in front of it has my name on it, my name is spelt a little differently to the common spelling, it was exactly like mine on the gravestone, first and last names.
It's got the same birth date as me.
To add to the strangeness, My dad (who also has an uncommon spelling to his name) was from a small village in Kashmir. On the grave it has the name of the persons father, my dads name with the uncommon spelling.
On the gravestone is stated that the father is from a village, guess where the person's father was from? Yep, the same village.
It's really weirded me out, I know people from that village and contacted them to see if anyone heard of this person other then my dad, no one seems to have heard of him.
My ex, my son, and I were on a road trip. When we stopped for gas, I went into the restroom first while he pumped gas. He waited until I returned, so my 3 year old son didnt wake up alone. We never deviated. Once he didn't wait for me to return. We left the restrooms together. My son was awake, but wasn't crying. He was looking at something in the seat next to him. When we shouted his name, he turned. He was calm and content, we could feel his sense of peace. He told us my ex's father came to keep him company so he wouldn't be afraid. He said this calmly with absolute certainty. My ex's father died 10+ years before. His father was a kind man; sensitive and comforting who would have sat with a sleeping child while others were away. My ex was not my son's biological father. When asked, my son repeated what he said before. He told my mother-in-law, his step grandmother, she was certain he was telling the truth.
I went out, parked in front of a store, bought a 6pack of water and went to register nr2, paid with change.
Half an hour later, I remembered I wouldn't be going out anytime soon again so I decided to buy more water, and everything happened in the exact same order, I parked at the same spot, entered, bought a 6pack, register 2 is free, same girl working there, I even paid with same amount of change coins. She looked at me with a bit of horror and confusion but couldn't see me smiling under my mask.
It's 8:10 and I'm still eating dinner as I write this, I am not intoxicated. As I'm eating cheese sticks I hear a crackling of the kitchen floor but I don't hear anyone moving around. I keep eating and a few moments later I swear my dog was just at the side of the table begging for food, now when we got this dog from the pound she was BIG, we had to slim her down we used to call her "Keg" but every Christmas I would give her a little bit of what I'm eating just a little "gift".
I think she showed up this Christmas :) I'm still in shock because it was so vivid but I'm happy.
It’s the weirdest shit. I was going through my photos and deleting some pictures for the sake of space and every so often I’ll come across a pic of me with that shirt on. Then I’d go “I loved that shirt what happened to it?”
It’s impossible that I left it somewhere in public and forgot to take it home because this happens to tshirts and long shirts! I don’t recall a single moment I’ve taken my shirt off in public forgetting i that I left the house with clothes on and just go home without a shirt, that would be ridiculous!
either everyones on drugs or there really is a parallel universe and we have all died
There is a parallel universe..has to be...Out of the blue I'll have a memory from the past that ended with no consequences..yet I'm so disturbed by it and nearly go into a panic attack thinking about it..like something went terribly wrong...which it absolutely could have..it happened over 30 years ago, something that I probably shouldn't even think about...but I do..and its disturbing
Load More Replies...Back in college I had a job at a retailer that had three store locations. My assignment for the day was to deliver some boxes to all three stores. I'm standing in the first store when a family came up and asked for an item that we didn't have in stock at that store. I suggested that they try the other stores. An hour or so later, I'm in the second store when THE SAME FAMILY comes in and asks the exact same question. Dad looks perplexed, but doesn't say anything as I discover that the store doesn't have the item either. Two hours later, I'm in the 3rd store when THE SAME family comes in. Dad starts to ask me about the item and then asks if we've met before. I tell him "no" and act innocent. He probably thinks we were clones or something.
maybe they were playing like the one in (currently) 23
Load More Replies...This post was so interesting to read. A few of the stories gave me serious goosebumps! Our universe is so much more complex than we realize and some things are likely beyond our comprehension. Perhaps some people are 'lucky' enough to get a glimpse of another side of life that many people never get to experience.
I was leaving work one night and my air freshener clip on my visor falls off at a red light. I am putting it back while the light turns green so I am there a few seconds, a truck speeds through the intersection running the red light. That clip never falls off and hasn't since that day.
I worked at Applebee's and an older coworker told me he'd gotten in a car accident that left him with a scar and some brain damage. So he had memory problems, but also said he'd developed powers. He said he could get inside people's heads and feel exactly what they were feeling, and could even influence their feelings, and also influence the objects around him. This seemed bizarre to me, and I thought him looney because of his brain damage. Well, a few weeks later we had a busy shift, and some customers pissed him off. I asked what was wrong and he shouted that they were assholes and gestured with his arm up in the air. At that instant on a table several feet away, everything flew off of it--plates, cups, napkin holder--everything! They hit the seat and wall, and I stood there shocked because no else was nearby. He didn't even notice. I told him later, and he was embarrassed, saying when he got angry he couldnt control his powers. The guy got fired soon after and I never saw him again
A beautiful thing happened to me a week after my dad died. I had slept at my mums house with my 2 youngest kids to keep my mum company, we all slept in the living room, I was on the couch and the kids were on the sofa bed. I was dreaming that I woke up and my dad was standing over me smiling. I told him he looked like one of my brothers and he just smiled wider but didn't speak. I could see all this from above like I wasn't looking out of my eyes but watching from above. When I woke up I was in the exact position I had been in in my dream and my kids were too. Its probably nothing just my subconscious showing me what I wanted to be real, but I like to think it was real and he was showing me he was still there.
Not too long after my dad died, I was sleeping on the couch and my mom on the floor of the living room. She suddenly woke up and saw my dad standing off to the side watching me. She called his name and he looked over at her and disappeared. Story 2: I graduated college a month after my brother died. My brother was a very silly and goofy person by nature. As I was walking with my classmates to our seats at the beginning of the ceremony my mom took a video of me and mentioned that my brother was here with us. I don't think my brother ever went to my campus before he died either. When we looked back to the video we see the screen just contorting going every which direction until filming was stopped. It seemed like my brother was just trying to mess with me one last time.
Load More Replies...Worked pipeline construction after college. We were building a "man camp" in the middle of nowhere. No cell phone coverage there at all. We just finished mounting a wire-line telephone to a pole as the telephone guy hooked it up. It rang as soon as the wires were attached. Telephone guy is startled but answers. It was his mother. (The company gave her the phone number and the phone had been "active" for days, but it took several days to get the wire out there...she just happened to dial it at exactly the right moment) Telephone guy looked shocked. We teased him about it for weeks.
The only "supernatural" thing thats happen to me and I don't quite know if its my psyche or really happened. My half brother who i was quite close with took his life nearly 11 years ago now. I was absolutely devastated when I found out the next day. The night before (when he was dieing) i had this absolute horribly bad feeling in my chest and i kept saying to my husband "something doesn't feel right....something really bad is happening. I forever regret not calling family members to check on them all and have tremendous guilt over it. I feel like God was trying to tell me and I just didn't realize.
No need for guilt. God excepts those with mental, emotional and depression disorders if they take their own life. He is at peace now. God bless him
Load More Replies...i had rented a small house and after a while i began to think that there was something or someone in it other than me. it didn't feel malevolent; actually comforting. but, there were issues. like whatever/whomever didn't like the fact that i had a boyfriend. i had never mentioned to him about the little things that happened but everytime i wasn't home he said he felt like someone was watching him, eventually to the point he wouldn't stay when i was working. the other thing is taking my keys...somewhere. i would put them on the table everyday and somedays they were just gone. one day i got angry bc i was late and yelled give them back. heard the sound of them dropping on the floor in another room. weird, yeah, but i really loved that little house.
I don't know if this is just some mental thing but I feel like I'm being watched constantly. All 24 hours of the day. Could anybody help?
Neurological glitches are way weirder than glitches in the matrix, altho' you could call it a matrix, I guess. Point being ---- cehck for medical problems, AFTER ruling out mold, drugs, carbon monoxide, methane, etc. And check the tap water. Basically, assume it's "outside natural" only when you've eliminated all else. B/c your haunting might be your cat. Or someone messing with your head on purpose. Or early dementia. Or or or or.... And yes, I have things left after all else that I still can't explain other than to say, "OK, that's weird," and get on with life.
Indeed, I've learned that the reason I remember my entire coma, and all/most of my dreams, is down to a medication I'm taking which causes hallucinations while sleeping, rather than dreams. A simple neurochemical reaction, but still unnerving even knowing the reason!
Load More Replies...All these stories of parallel universes and missing items. You know that's were our socks end up.
After a medical thing I was unaware I was in a co.a, and spent what felt like several months (it was 6 weeks) hanging out with my best friend every day, who had died in a crash a couple of months before my coma. After we had hung out for that while, she left on a large cruise boat. I remember knowing that if she left on that boat she would die. I begged her to let me go with her, she told me I couldn't. I came out of my coma around this time
When I was 13 I had a dream that I was walking home from school with an unknown friend. We were on the left side of the main road that paralleled the street I lived on. As we approached an intersection with a two way stop, in my dream, we started to cross the road but I turned my head left to see a turquoise green truck with rusty side mirrors running the stop sign and hitting us. I woke up. Fast forward a year later and I'm walking down the same road with my friend Marcy, on the same side of the road, approaching the same intersection. I asked her if we could cross to the other side not telling her about the dejavu I was experiencing. We did and when we got to the intersection, she was surprised when a turquoise green truck with rusty side mirrors ran the stop sign..but missed us by inches. I was less surprised and more creeped out.
I also had a dream in which my sister and I were shopping with my 3 year old son, we had rounded the end of one aisle and we were entering the next one. My son ran ahead of us an pulled some glass canning jars off a shelf, breaking them and cutting himself badly. A few weeks later, my sister and I are shopping at a home discount store, we round the end of the aisle, my son takes off...I see mason jars ahead and yell "Freeze Mister!!!" At which point my son went stiff as a board and stopped. He went in the cart after that!!
Load More Replies...I moved back home after my husband left. Mom folded out the sofa bed for me and I went to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night smelling smoke. I jumped up and ran to the window to look out the window. I had put my glasses on the dining room table before laying down for the night but they were not there. I could see that there was a fire on the other side of the river even without my glasses so I woke the rest of the family. They reassured me we were safe and we searched for my glasses. We did not find them. Three years later we were moving mom and dad to another house. When the men picked up the hide-a-bed sofa the bed popped open and my glasses flew accross the room. We had stripped that matress and removed it and even rolled the sofa over looking for them that night. They were not there and I had slept in that fold out bed for months after that night. Where were they all that time? We still wonder.
I had a dream about my mother who had recently died that seemed so real it woke me up. She and my father were standing near each other in the last kitchen where she lived before she died of cancer. She looked at me very seriously and instead "I'm here but I can't stay." I woke up then and it honestly felt like she was communicating with me to try and comfort me in that dream.
That sometimes happens to me when I post a submission. I think the author deleted it, I’m not sure tho
Load More Replies...I don't know if this is like, common or something, but I have the ability to basically go into f5. But only if I've been in the place before and I can guess how it looks from other people's pov.
I had a very vivid dream years ago. I dreamed I was driving home from work about 2 am. I was listening to the radio, singing along, when I looked down and saw that the small pin I was wearing had come unfastened. I looked up to see a drunk in a big truck, swerving out of his lane, heading right at me. He didn't hit me, but he hit guy on a bike (it's a FL college town, there are always people on bikes) and killed him. I woke up totally creeped out. A couple weeks go by. I am driving home from work, the song is playing on the radio, I am singing along, and suddenly, a chill goes up my spine. I look down, and see the pin I am wearing is open. I swerved as hard as I could, into a convenience store parking lot... just as a guy on a bike approaches, I jumped out of my car, looking crazy and screamed STOP at the top of my lungs. He did, confused, just as the truck crossed the median& hit the pole on the corner. I've ad lucid dreams before but not like this one.
Not really creepy, just weird. This happened on the last day of 7th grade, everyone was minding their own business talking to each other and just having fun. There was a group of kids standing/sitting in a circle around a table talking then all of a sudden everyone hears a loud bang and something shoots up then falls back down in the center of where the students had been, no one had no idea what had just happened. Everyone in the class, including the teacher, were confused and we thought that the light on the ceiling had blown up, but it was perfectly fine, nothing was broken. No one shot anything up, we were all just talking. We never found out what caused that loud sound.
The times I have been on a roadtrip and then some delay out of my control happens so I am later at the point of an accident in which I would have been without the delay...probably dozens of times. I do not consider myself extraordinarily lucky - but each time it is the same: the delay, the crash, the absolute knowledge I would not have survived and finally: the conviction I am not done yet in this world - that is why I am still here. If only I could figure out what that task is.
I've had tons of stuff disappear and then reappear in the strangest places. The most notable one was, many, many years ago, my mp3 player. I was on the train listening to music, reached my stop, put my headphones and mp3 player in my purse, and went home. Once home, it wasn't in my purse anymore. I was SURE I hadn't lost it, and I was sick of things disappearing, so I did a test. I took absolutely everything out of my purse and laid it all out on the dining room table. Every single little piece of paper from every pocket--everything. Then I flattened out my purse and ran my hands all through it to see if I could still feel the player inside. Nothing. I left it all out there on the table and the next day the mp3 player was right inside my purse, the only item inside the main pocket.
This just happened.... So I just finished my tea and before tea my mum put my younger sisters phone on charge because it was on 9%. 15-20 mins later, we finish the meal and my sister goes to look at her phone. She exclaims that it's on 91% now. I get confused but don't say anything because I don't really do that when something weird is going on. I only tell my best friend. Right now I'm still thinking how was that possible because my sisters phone usually takes roughly 1 and a half hours to charge up that much. The rest of my family acted as if it was completely normal because they are the kind of people that would remark on something like that.
The charger may be broken. I have one charger that will barley charge my phone but the others work fine
Load More Replies...I woke up and realised I had fallen asleep at my desk. I thought "whoops, better go to bed"... and then realised I WAS in bed. Nothing hugely mysterious about it; it was obviously one of those really odd lucid dreams. But even at the time I thought it was pretty funny and kind of cool. For a moment there my bed and desk were half transformed from one to the other and I had no idea when I'd made the transition from desk to bed, though not in a scared way. It was like an artistic scene change from a movie or a TV show.
I recall inexplicable things and dejá vu situations happening often in my teens and twenties, not at all now in my 50s. As many of the posts seem written by younger people, there may be a susceptibility related to age. Does anyone else agree?
Not creepy, but I once forgot my younger brother existed for a whole week. I could remember my youngest brother, and my baby sister, but not him. And I'm the one who chose his damn name! I would blame it on the fact that I was staying with cousins for that week, but that doesn't explain why I only forgot him. I didn't remember until I saw him when I returned home. And I've never forgotten him again. Sadly. Little bastard...
Also not creepy, and unexplained for a short time, I was in town with a friend, and we went to the computer games store (independent, not a chain). We started playing the demo game, but as soon as we got past the menu into actual gameplay, my vision went funny. I told my friend, and he gave me a technique to try and fix it. It didn't work, so I said I'd close my eyes for a few seconds to rest and reset them. When I opened them, I could see the outside of the store moving away from me, something was on my face, and there was a tight grip around my arm. Another few seconds revealed that I was being put into the back of an ambulance, the thing on my face was an oxygen mask, and the tight grip on my arm was a blood pressure cuff. Paramedic explained that I'd had a seizure, and obviously I was on my way to the hospital.
Load More Replies...About 3 years ago I was sitting looking out the window at about 2 a.m. I was on the 2nd floor of an apartment building. I suddenly saw a person walking down the opposite side of the street, but I hadn't seen them coming from the end of the block - they were just suddenly there on the sidewalk. I noticed it was a man dressed in coat and tails like in old times. His shoes were shiny and pointed. He was walking in a weird jerky manner that looked like a hand-cranked Black and White movie with frames skipping or flickering at times. I just kept staring trying to explain to myself what I was really seeing. The man walked about even with where my line of sight was and then just disappeared. I watched him for about 10 seconds and I think I saw the "past" for a small glitch there
If there was such a thing as a time glitch, I doubt someone would walk like they were shown in films because they didn't walk that way for real.
Load More Replies...I am currently in the "I must have imagined it" phase of "what did I see?" I won't go into details but I am finding my own mental processes fascinating. I wasn't aware of the various stages I was going through until just today when I actually said to myself "maybe you just imagined it". Then I asked myself why I would doubt myself, I was certain 3 days ago, I told several people. I wrote it down within minutes. Why am I now doubting myself?
When I was really young, we lived in an apartment with very thin walls and lots of weird neighbors. Well, sometimes when I would walk at night through the hallway to the bedroom, I would feel something tickling me and sometimes hear low mumbling. Also sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night for no reason, feeling scared.
My brother was hit by a car in 1970. The man who hit him died in 2014 and I was given a paranormal, telepathic message about it the day he died. Just a message in my head that my fight was over and I don’t need to worry about it anymore.
part 2 and in a cold sweat. My ex said my eyes had been open, and my pupils had dilated completely black (think Puss in Shrek) and I had been in some sort of trance. I told him what I saw and he blew it off - said I was just coming down with something. Three days later, I was in the car alone, coming up on that sketchy interchange, and was just about to try tp pass a semi when I remembered my vision and braked instead. A blue Honda Accord flashed past me, and I realized that I whatever I'd seen 3 days prior had just prevented me from getting killed. 😵💫
Back in 1998, my then-husband and I were out shopping and I started to feel light-headed and dizzy. He managed to get me out of the store we were in back out to our car, and I was desperately trying not to pass out. Just as he opened the passenger door to help me get in, there was like a thunderclap in my head, and the whole world lit up blue, like during a lightning strike. I was in my car, alone, driving on the freeway, and was just coming up on this really sketchy interchange where 3 freeways join together - there are accidents there all the time, because we Californians drive like maniacs. In my dream / vision / whatever, I was trying to pass a big semi-truck on my left, and some guy in a blue Honda Accord cut me off, making me slam on my brakes and causing my car to skid and spin out of control, right into the semi. The semi tipped over and crushed my car, and I came to in the passenger seat of the same car. My ex was shaking my arm and shouting my name, and I was white-faced,
Strange things I’ve encountered in life: Vivid memory of being in hospital with great pain and facing surgery. Mom swears up and down it did not happen. I clearly remember the pain I was in. I was around nine years old . Was married and lived out in country. Husband worked nights . I was home alone with kids. One night , kids were asleep and I went to bed. “Something” got into bed with me. I could feel “it” laying down next to me but nothing was there. Heard my name being called out by something that wasn’t there. Home alone at time Visited father in NY when he worked at a resort hotel. Wandering around hotel late at night while my father did his security checks, I came across this room in secluded part of hotel. As I was about to open door I hear a voice say “don’t” . I quickly retreated. Later found out a woman was being attacked in that room. Work at store that has ghost. Witnessed candy bar floating from box and drop onto floor. List goes on......
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I have my own glitch in the matrix story from when I was just 3 years old. I'm sure it was a dream. It must have been! But reading these stories really make me question how much of a dream that really was. It seemed so realistic and I remember it as if it was real. I always thought it was when I was little, even though my mom was right in front of me. It wasn't till I was around 8 that I realized it mut have been a dream. Anyway, when I lived in my first house with my parents (I was 3-5 years old), we had a tall (or at least to a little kid) stepladder. I loved to bring it in the kitchen and jump off of it onto a pile of pillows. One time when I did this, however, I stayed up in the air for a few seconds before falling onto the pillows. It was like flying! I didn't think much of it, being so little, but I thought it was so cool. I tried and tried to do it again, but it didn't work. Though I didn't think it was weird at the time, I don't remember waking up from a dream.
The only glitches in the matrix I’ve experienced is the wold suddenly going dark for less than a millisecond, like the lights flickered but I could swear i didn’t blink and I was outside…
I do want to believe in parallel universes. Since dad died, I keep dreaming about him as if we were in another instance where he survived but he still has to be careful about his heart. In reality, a clogged artery blocked the blood flow to the brain, he suddenly dropped dead but I could perfom CPR until an ambulance arrived, sadly the brain got damaged and he never woke up from that. In my dreams everything is the same but he survived, so in them we have to be careful about his health because he is still recovering. Feels like visiting another reality, what's weird is that in some dreams I suddenly remember that he's dead and start crying and hugging him, and he acts as if he knows and comforts me.
When I was 10 I dislocated my knee and now that I'm older every now and then I swear it is happening when I see it is clearly not
I had one of these. My dad wasn’t wearing a watch, we sat down for dinner, and then about half way through I noticed he was wearing his watch. When I pointed it out, both him and his girlfriend insisted he’d been wearing it the whole time
Eh...we believe what we want to believe and some people are going at telling tall tales. Reading some of these comments, I see a lot of people I could sell just about anything to, from miracle health supplements unregulated by the FDA to time share properties.
My parents sponsored a community health center in my father’s village where he grew up, and the church they attended also contributed yearly as well. About 2 years after my father passed, the check from the church came to my mother who was going to send it on to the clinic. Somehow, my mother placed the check down somewhere and forgot where. I’m searching through garbage bags, in cabinets, everywhere for 2-3 days. My mother was panicked because the check was well over 5K and would have to come out of pocket if it couldn’t be found. The next morning, I went into my parents room, stood on my father’s side of the bed, looked at his urn and said “ Daddy, help me find this check please.” I moved a few books and some papers on his side and there it was. He has shown his presence a couple of other times too.
When my son was little we seemed to have a special connection that he would pick up on my thoughts then say them out loud when I was trying to memorize something. We were at a zoo one time and saw an animal I had never seen before. I was reading the name to myself trying to commit it to memory. "So that is a binturong." Just then Eric says "Look! A binturong!!" He couldn't read yet. He was barely two. He had learned to talk early but that was a bigger word that what he normally could say. Another time I was trying to decide what to get him for Christmas. I made a list of about 12 things. The first thing was socks followed by a bunch of different toys. He walked into the room and asked me if I was going to buy...socks then everything else I had on the list in the order I had written it down! He could translate his baby sister's babbles for me and spoke another language before English that sounded almost German. He had words in it for everything. So weird.
I'm a skeptical person but I've changed my mind a little bit lately. My house has a LED system, keep this in mind. So, I'm watching this doc about Fellini and they talk about a strange man named Gustavo Rol. I'm interested and I google him. This man is described as incredible, he appears to have reached some strange dimensions and manipulations of time and objects. He also believes that some souls are still out there, like a cloud computing. You can paint not like Picasso but AS Picasso, by "downloading" his skills. I slowly notice that all my lights are green while they are all supposed to cycle every minute. I check the control app, despite changing colours, all i get is green. I also try using a remote, green and green again. It's late, I go to bed thinking about a malfunction. The night after you can imagine my chills when I step in this sentence of him: "I've discovered a crazy scary and powerful law of the universe that involves heat, the GREEN colour and the perfect fifth".
I do believe all these stories because something similar happened to me. A few years ago I was doing my chores while my toddler was playing with her toys and making noises behind me. As I was making the bed, I made a rough movement with my hand and I felt that I smacked my little girl on the face, I immediately turned around and she was no where to be seen, so I freaked out and started yelling her name, she came out from another room, which was across the one I was in, there was no way she could've gotten there that fast and without me seeing her, since I immediately turned around when I felt I had hit her. I was so confused by that, that I wrote it down on my notes app on my phone, the date and time and every detail. I swear she was behind me cause I was hearing her play close behind me and when I accidentally hit her I even felt her little face, her nose and mouth and teeth. I also couldn't of hit anything else because I wasn't near any wall or anything, we don't have pets, and we were all by ourselves, I was just standing in front of my bed throwing the blanket over it. I never tell anybody about it, I just wrote it down cause it caused quite an impression. Also my daughter said I didn't hit her, she would've also cried cause it felt quite hard and she was just a toddler when it happened, so for sure she would've cried. I still wonder who the heck did I hit?
So, I have this theory that I'm psychic. I'm great at guessing games and whatnot, and I told my dad and he says people in our family have also thought they were psychic. Well, once I met this guy named Jayden in a group chat. I had put out my email for a friend to find my contact on Zoom and Jayden had emailed me "hi." Well, A few weeks later, I was doing this psychology course on suicide, and the whole time I was thinking about Jayden for some reason. Nothing unpredictable about this story. A few days later, our group chat gets an IM from Jayden's brother from his account, asking if we had heard from Jayden, since he hadn't seen him since they went hunting. Sure enough, Jayden had committed suicide. And, to add to all this, I have had memories almost as if I am from somebody else's body, like I can see myself being carried out of the hospital when I was born, I can see myself eating carrots at the kitchen table and getting my 2 front teeth knocked out.
When I was 17, my family opened a restaurant in our small town. A year later, my parents bought a huge 200 year old house basically across the street from the plaza our restaurant was in, making life easier for supplying the restaurant. I now could walk to work at the restaurant now. My bedroom was on the East side, front corner. Sun shone in from early a.m. I told my mom I'd need curtains or something, as the sun woke me too early. Here's the weird part: I'm walking home from work, it's dark, very little light coming from the windows as NOBODY is home, I look at my bedroom window and it's like super bright except for something covering most of the window. Old windows are shaped like church windows, curved at the top right? So light is coming from behind the blind(?)is really bright. So I'm thinking my mom put up a temporary blind for me, great! I go inside, upstairs to my room, reach for the lightswitch, and it hits me...why weren't the lights on now? I was freaked out..
Can I go too? I think there is something really wrong with my brain. Ever since Hurricane María hit Puerto Rico in September 2017, I've been experiencing narcolepsy, and thus, what I can only describe as "living in multiple timelines at the same time." Every time I get a "fit", it's like I'm living in another timeline in which my biological mother is still alive, and we fixed our relationship and now we share a farm together in the center of the island. In that world, my mother loves me and my husband. In the "real" (?) world, she died after the storm, but she wasn't even on the island, but in Springfield, MA. And my husband never met her. Other timelines include the one where my AJ is still alive and did not die in October last year as a victim of COVID-19. In that timeline, COVID-19 killed my husband, but not him, and we're best friends. And no, I don't do drugs.
I had a couple of stories. 2 already added to comments to story No 25. One weird and last so far was about my laptop. My friend has a small computer shop and I asked him to get me one. AMD, 15 inches, full keyboard. Anything he can find me for 500Euros. Another day he's saying he picked one for me and it's on my way. Will be a surprise for me. So, remember that it might not be handled with care, I started worrying. Worry was quite intense for 2 or 3 days. Constantly thinking of that. The next night I have a dream. In the dream I'm opening the package, There's a nice silver plastic laptop and the screen is intact. So everything is perfect. Somehow, I stopped worrying completely. Even there was no reason to stop. But I was suddenly happy and relaxed. However, My biggest surprise was opening the laptop. It was exactly the same silver laptop I saw in the dream. Most HP laptops were black colour. This one is a business line model, I haven't even seen on web.
Probably I could agree with the fact that I might just see that laptop before somewhere on the web. But I wasn't even looking for business models. The weird fact was my complete calmness and happiness the next morning, I saw the dream.
Load More Replies...Almost every story sent a shiver down my spine, probably from the stories and the fact I was sitting in a cold room.
When my appendix ruptured , I was in bed five days and four (horrible) Drs said it was a bad case of food poisoning ( I don't run fevers). Things in my world become very "soft and quiet" ( I was bleeding internally and dying but didn't have any strength to rouse myself. On The fifth night I was visited by someone/thing that approached me and said , " you can't do this alone- you need to go get help". I woke my husband and we went to the hospital, where they rushed me to surgery. The surgeon said I probably was within 24 hours of death. THAT VOICE saved my life, and from then on, I fully believe that there's a lot more to reality than we know.
Ps- to clarify- I had no idea that it was my appendix and four visiting (we were living in Florence Italy)Drs didn't either. I have a condition that makes it very rare for my body to make a fever, so it was a hidden infection
Load More Replies...I actually have two weird experiences I'd like to share: 1) Years ago, when I was 6-8, I was in our garage doing something, and when I leave to the garage to do something else, and the door just slammed close. It freaked me out. Mind I tell you, the garage door to the driveway was not open, and the door to the patio was close as well, so it couldn't have been the wind. My mom says it was probably her dead sister, my aunt who recently died then, just saying hi, but I still don't know. 2) I was in class, sleep-deprived from coming back from break when I went to a different time zone so I stayed up all night to "fix my sleep schedule" which did not work. I was working on an assignment in science just doing the questions and stuff like that. I remember I would daze off for a couple of seconds a few times, but nothing too long I think. We went to check our papers and one of my answers in the middle of the sentence was 'sleep'. I don't remember writing that nor what I was writing.
My husband was working under the car, and needed a wrench, but didn't have the right size in his toolbox. Suddenly a loud CLANG and a wrench fell out of the sky onto the street. It was the right size. Cozmik Coincidence Control.
Ok I have a crazy story to share, so one day about 2-3 years ago I am in my room during the night watching a cartoon/youtube about a kid who makes friends with a ghost, I decide to get up and go get an ice pop, I did not open the light because I thought I would not need to, so I get my ice pop and I am opening it over the sink so nothing drips on the floor just in case, I look at my door which I left ajar and I see this creature/ghost staring a t me but I can only see the eyes and kinda make out its hand holding the door, I freak out and drop my ice pop in the sink, I blink and the creature is gone so I just think i'm tripping and go to get my ice pop but it's gone I look everywhere but it's nowhere to be found all I see is blue liquid in the sink which seemed to be from the ice pop. The next day I see a suitcase outside our garage it was for me because I was going to go stay with my dad. I have part 2 in the comments.
I do not think it was my dad who was staring at me because I did not hear the garage door open ( my room is by the garage) and that still did not solve the mystery about the ice pop, I still have not asked him about it yet
Load More Replies...I can swear that yesterday this title said 31 and not 30. Am I the only one who saw that? :0
so this made me believe in parallel universes more than i did before
some werent even creepy tbh more like bad dreams
Load More Replies...My sister saw my doppelganger singing Adele's "Someone Like You" while facing the bathroom wall. She goes crazy whenever I mention it.
either everyones on drugs or there really is a parallel universe and we have all died
There is a parallel universe..has to be...Out of the blue I'll have a memory from the past that ended with no consequences..yet I'm so disturbed by it and nearly go into a panic attack thinking about it..like something went terribly wrong...which it absolutely could have..it happened over 30 years ago, something that I probably shouldn't even think about...but I do..and its disturbing
Load More Replies...Back in college I had a job at a retailer that had three store locations. My assignment for the day was to deliver some boxes to all three stores. I'm standing in the first store when a family came up and asked for an item that we didn't have in stock at that store. I suggested that they try the other stores. An hour or so later, I'm in the second store when THE SAME FAMILY comes in and asks the exact same question. Dad looks perplexed, but doesn't say anything as I discover that the store doesn't have the item either. Two hours later, I'm in the 3rd store when THE SAME family comes in. Dad starts to ask me about the item and then asks if we've met before. I tell him "no" and act innocent. He probably thinks we were clones or something.
maybe they were playing like the one in (currently) 23
Load More Replies...This post was so interesting to read. A few of the stories gave me serious goosebumps! Our universe is so much more complex than we realize and some things are likely beyond our comprehension. Perhaps some people are 'lucky' enough to get a glimpse of another side of life that many people never get to experience.
I was leaving work one night and my air freshener clip on my visor falls off at a red light. I am putting it back while the light turns green so I am there a few seconds, a truck speeds through the intersection running the red light. That clip never falls off and hasn't since that day.
I worked at Applebee's and an older coworker told me he'd gotten in a car accident that left him with a scar and some brain damage. So he had memory problems, but also said he'd developed powers. He said he could get inside people's heads and feel exactly what they were feeling, and could even influence their feelings, and also influence the objects around him. This seemed bizarre to me, and I thought him looney because of his brain damage. Well, a few weeks later we had a busy shift, and some customers pissed him off. I asked what was wrong and he shouted that they were assholes and gestured with his arm up in the air. At that instant on a table several feet away, everything flew off of it--plates, cups, napkin holder--everything! They hit the seat and wall, and I stood there shocked because no else was nearby. He didn't even notice. I told him later, and he was embarrassed, saying when he got angry he couldnt control his powers. The guy got fired soon after and I never saw him again
A beautiful thing happened to me a week after my dad died. I had slept at my mums house with my 2 youngest kids to keep my mum company, we all slept in the living room, I was on the couch and the kids were on the sofa bed. I was dreaming that I woke up and my dad was standing over me smiling. I told him he looked like one of my brothers and he just smiled wider but didn't speak. I could see all this from above like I wasn't looking out of my eyes but watching from above. When I woke up I was in the exact position I had been in in my dream and my kids were too. Its probably nothing just my subconscious showing me what I wanted to be real, but I like to think it was real and he was showing me he was still there.
Not too long after my dad died, I was sleeping on the couch and my mom on the floor of the living room. She suddenly woke up and saw my dad standing off to the side watching me. She called his name and he looked over at her and disappeared. Story 2: I graduated college a month after my brother died. My brother was a very silly and goofy person by nature. As I was walking with my classmates to our seats at the beginning of the ceremony my mom took a video of me and mentioned that my brother was here with us. I don't think my brother ever went to my campus before he died either. When we looked back to the video we see the screen just contorting going every which direction until filming was stopped. It seemed like my brother was just trying to mess with me one last time.
Load More Replies...Worked pipeline construction after college. We were building a "man camp" in the middle of nowhere. No cell phone coverage there at all. We just finished mounting a wire-line telephone to a pole as the telephone guy hooked it up. It rang as soon as the wires were attached. Telephone guy is startled but answers. It was his mother. (The company gave her the phone number and the phone had been "active" for days, but it took several days to get the wire out there...she just happened to dial it at exactly the right moment) Telephone guy looked shocked. We teased him about it for weeks.
The only "supernatural" thing thats happen to me and I don't quite know if its my psyche or really happened. My half brother who i was quite close with took his life nearly 11 years ago now. I was absolutely devastated when I found out the next day. The night before (when he was dieing) i had this absolute horribly bad feeling in my chest and i kept saying to my husband "something doesn't feel right....something really bad is happening. I forever regret not calling family members to check on them all and have tremendous guilt over it. I feel like God was trying to tell me and I just didn't realize.
No need for guilt. God excepts those with mental, emotional and depression disorders if they take their own life. He is at peace now. God bless him
Load More Replies...i had rented a small house and after a while i began to think that there was something or someone in it other than me. it didn't feel malevolent; actually comforting. but, there were issues. like whatever/whomever didn't like the fact that i had a boyfriend. i had never mentioned to him about the little things that happened but everytime i wasn't home he said he felt like someone was watching him, eventually to the point he wouldn't stay when i was working. the other thing is taking my keys...somewhere. i would put them on the table everyday and somedays they were just gone. one day i got angry bc i was late and yelled give them back. heard the sound of them dropping on the floor in another room. weird, yeah, but i really loved that little house.
I don't know if this is just some mental thing but I feel like I'm being watched constantly. All 24 hours of the day. Could anybody help?
Neurological glitches are way weirder than glitches in the matrix, altho' you could call it a matrix, I guess. Point being ---- cehck for medical problems, AFTER ruling out mold, drugs, carbon monoxide, methane, etc. And check the tap water. Basically, assume it's "outside natural" only when you've eliminated all else. B/c your haunting might be your cat. Or someone messing with your head on purpose. Or early dementia. Or or or or.... And yes, I have things left after all else that I still can't explain other than to say, "OK, that's weird," and get on with life.
Indeed, I've learned that the reason I remember my entire coma, and all/most of my dreams, is down to a medication I'm taking which causes hallucinations while sleeping, rather than dreams. A simple neurochemical reaction, but still unnerving even knowing the reason!
Load More Replies...All these stories of parallel universes and missing items. You know that's were our socks end up.
After a medical thing I was unaware I was in a co.a, and spent what felt like several months (it was 6 weeks) hanging out with my best friend every day, who had died in a crash a couple of months before my coma. After we had hung out for that while, she left on a large cruise boat. I remember knowing that if she left on that boat she would die. I begged her to let me go with her, she told me I couldn't. I came out of my coma around this time
When I was 13 I had a dream that I was walking home from school with an unknown friend. We were on the left side of the main road that paralleled the street I lived on. As we approached an intersection with a two way stop, in my dream, we started to cross the road but I turned my head left to see a turquoise green truck with rusty side mirrors running the stop sign and hitting us. I woke up. Fast forward a year later and I'm walking down the same road with my friend Marcy, on the same side of the road, approaching the same intersection. I asked her if we could cross to the other side not telling her about the dejavu I was experiencing. We did and when we got to the intersection, she was surprised when a turquoise green truck with rusty side mirrors ran the stop sign..but missed us by inches. I was less surprised and more creeped out.
I also had a dream in which my sister and I were shopping with my 3 year old son, we had rounded the end of one aisle and we were entering the next one. My son ran ahead of us an pulled some glass canning jars off a shelf, breaking them and cutting himself badly. A few weeks later, my sister and I are shopping at a home discount store, we round the end of the aisle, my son takes off...I see mason jars ahead and yell "Freeze Mister!!!" At which point my son went stiff as a board and stopped. He went in the cart after that!!
Load More Replies...I moved back home after my husband left. Mom folded out the sofa bed for me and I went to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night smelling smoke. I jumped up and ran to the window to look out the window. I had put my glasses on the dining room table before laying down for the night but they were not there. I could see that there was a fire on the other side of the river even without my glasses so I woke the rest of the family. They reassured me we were safe and we searched for my glasses. We did not find them. Three years later we were moving mom and dad to another house. When the men picked up the hide-a-bed sofa the bed popped open and my glasses flew accross the room. We had stripped that matress and removed it and even rolled the sofa over looking for them that night. They were not there and I had slept in that fold out bed for months after that night. Where were they all that time? We still wonder.
I had a dream about my mother who had recently died that seemed so real it woke me up. She and my father were standing near each other in the last kitchen where she lived before she died of cancer. She looked at me very seriously and instead "I'm here but I can't stay." I woke up then and it honestly felt like she was communicating with me to try and comfort me in that dream.
That sometimes happens to me when I post a submission. I think the author deleted it, I’m not sure tho
Load More Replies...I don't know if this is like, common or something, but I have the ability to basically go into f5. But only if I've been in the place before and I can guess how it looks from other people's pov.
I had a very vivid dream years ago. I dreamed I was driving home from work about 2 am. I was listening to the radio, singing along, when I looked down and saw that the small pin I was wearing had come unfastened. I looked up to see a drunk in a big truck, swerving out of his lane, heading right at me. He didn't hit me, but he hit guy on a bike (it's a FL college town, there are always people on bikes) and killed him. I woke up totally creeped out. A couple weeks go by. I am driving home from work, the song is playing on the radio, I am singing along, and suddenly, a chill goes up my spine. I look down, and see the pin I am wearing is open. I swerved as hard as I could, into a convenience store parking lot... just as a guy on a bike approaches, I jumped out of my car, looking crazy and screamed STOP at the top of my lungs. He did, confused, just as the truck crossed the median& hit the pole on the corner. I've ad lucid dreams before but not like this one.
Not really creepy, just weird. This happened on the last day of 7th grade, everyone was minding their own business talking to each other and just having fun. There was a group of kids standing/sitting in a circle around a table talking then all of a sudden everyone hears a loud bang and something shoots up then falls back down in the center of where the students had been, no one had no idea what had just happened. Everyone in the class, including the teacher, were confused and we thought that the light on the ceiling had blown up, but it was perfectly fine, nothing was broken. No one shot anything up, we were all just talking. We never found out what caused that loud sound.
The times I have been on a roadtrip and then some delay out of my control happens so I am later at the point of an accident in which I would have been without the delay...probably dozens of times. I do not consider myself extraordinarily lucky - but each time it is the same: the delay, the crash, the absolute knowledge I would not have survived and finally: the conviction I am not done yet in this world - that is why I am still here. If only I could figure out what that task is.
I've had tons of stuff disappear and then reappear in the strangest places. The most notable one was, many, many years ago, my mp3 player. I was on the train listening to music, reached my stop, put my headphones and mp3 player in my purse, and went home. Once home, it wasn't in my purse anymore. I was SURE I hadn't lost it, and I was sick of things disappearing, so I did a test. I took absolutely everything out of my purse and laid it all out on the dining room table. Every single little piece of paper from every pocket--everything. Then I flattened out my purse and ran my hands all through it to see if I could still feel the player inside. Nothing. I left it all out there on the table and the next day the mp3 player was right inside my purse, the only item inside the main pocket.
This just happened.... So I just finished my tea and before tea my mum put my younger sisters phone on charge because it was on 9%. 15-20 mins later, we finish the meal and my sister goes to look at her phone. She exclaims that it's on 91% now. I get confused but don't say anything because I don't really do that when something weird is going on. I only tell my best friend. Right now I'm still thinking how was that possible because my sisters phone usually takes roughly 1 and a half hours to charge up that much. The rest of my family acted as if it was completely normal because they are the kind of people that would remark on something like that.
The charger may be broken. I have one charger that will barley charge my phone but the others work fine
Load More Replies...I woke up and realised I had fallen asleep at my desk. I thought "whoops, better go to bed"... and then realised I WAS in bed. Nothing hugely mysterious about it; it was obviously one of those really odd lucid dreams. But even at the time I thought it was pretty funny and kind of cool. For a moment there my bed and desk were half transformed from one to the other and I had no idea when I'd made the transition from desk to bed, though not in a scared way. It was like an artistic scene change from a movie or a TV show.
I recall inexplicable things and dejá vu situations happening often in my teens and twenties, not at all now in my 50s. As many of the posts seem written by younger people, there may be a susceptibility related to age. Does anyone else agree?
Not creepy, but I once forgot my younger brother existed for a whole week. I could remember my youngest brother, and my baby sister, but not him. And I'm the one who chose his damn name! I would blame it on the fact that I was staying with cousins for that week, but that doesn't explain why I only forgot him. I didn't remember until I saw him when I returned home. And I've never forgotten him again. Sadly. Little bastard...
Also not creepy, and unexplained for a short time, I was in town with a friend, and we went to the computer games store (independent, not a chain). We started playing the demo game, but as soon as we got past the menu into actual gameplay, my vision went funny. I told my friend, and he gave me a technique to try and fix it. It didn't work, so I said I'd close my eyes for a few seconds to rest and reset them. When I opened them, I could see the outside of the store moving away from me, something was on my face, and there was a tight grip around my arm. Another few seconds revealed that I was being put into the back of an ambulance, the thing on my face was an oxygen mask, and the tight grip on my arm was a blood pressure cuff. Paramedic explained that I'd had a seizure, and obviously I was on my way to the hospital.
Load More Replies...About 3 years ago I was sitting looking out the window at about 2 a.m. I was on the 2nd floor of an apartment building. I suddenly saw a person walking down the opposite side of the street, but I hadn't seen them coming from the end of the block - they were just suddenly there on the sidewalk. I noticed it was a man dressed in coat and tails like in old times. His shoes were shiny and pointed. He was walking in a weird jerky manner that looked like a hand-cranked Black and White movie with frames skipping or flickering at times. I just kept staring trying to explain to myself what I was really seeing. The man walked about even with where my line of sight was and then just disappeared. I watched him for about 10 seconds and I think I saw the "past" for a small glitch there
If there was such a thing as a time glitch, I doubt someone would walk like they were shown in films because they didn't walk that way for real.
Load More Replies...I am currently in the "I must have imagined it" phase of "what did I see?" I won't go into details but I am finding my own mental processes fascinating. I wasn't aware of the various stages I was going through until just today when I actually said to myself "maybe you just imagined it". Then I asked myself why I would doubt myself, I was certain 3 days ago, I told several people. I wrote it down within minutes. Why am I now doubting myself?
When I was really young, we lived in an apartment with very thin walls and lots of weird neighbors. Well, sometimes when I would walk at night through the hallway to the bedroom, I would feel something tickling me and sometimes hear low mumbling. Also sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night for no reason, feeling scared.
My brother was hit by a car in 1970. The man who hit him died in 2014 and I was given a paranormal, telepathic message about it the day he died. Just a message in my head that my fight was over and I don’t need to worry about it anymore.
part 2 and in a cold sweat. My ex said my eyes had been open, and my pupils had dilated completely black (think Puss in Shrek) and I had been in some sort of trance. I told him what I saw and he blew it off - said I was just coming down with something. Three days later, I was in the car alone, coming up on that sketchy interchange, and was just about to try tp pass a semi when I remembered my vision and braked instead. A blue Honda Accord flashed past me, and I realized that I whatever I'd seen 3 days prior had just prevented me from getting killed. 😵💫
Back in 1998, my then-husband and I were out shopping and I started to feel light-headed and dizzy. He managed to get me out of the store we were in back out to our car, and I was desperately trying not to pass out. Just as he opened the passenger door to help me get in, there was like a thunderclap in my head, and the whole world lit up blue, like during a lightning strike. I was in my car, alone, driving on the freeway, and was just coming up on this really sketchy interchange where 3 freeways join together - there are accidents there all the time, because we Californians drive like maniacs. In my dream / vision / whatever, I was trying to pass a big semi-truck on my left, and some guy in a blue Honda Accord cut me off, making me slam on my brakes and causing my car to skid and spin out of control, right into the semi. The semi tipped over and crushed my car, and I came to in the passenger seat of the same car. My ex was shaking my arm and shouting my name, and I was white-faced,
Strange things I’ve encountered in life: Vivid memory of being in hospital with great pain and facing surgery. Mom swears up and down it did not happen. I clearly remember the pain I was in. I was around nine years old . Was married and lived out in country. Husband worked nights . I was home alone with kids. One night , kids were asleep and I went to bed. “Something” got into bed with me. I could feel “it” laying down next to me but nothing was there. Heard my name being called out by something that wasn’t there. Home alone at time Visited father in NY when he worked at a resort hotel. Wandering around hotel late at night while my father did his security checks, I came across this room in secluded part of hotel. As I was about to open door I hear a voice say “don’t” . I quickly retreated. Later found out a woman was being attacked in that room. Work at store that has ghost. Witnessed candy bar floating from box and drop onto floor. List goes on......
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I have my own glitch in the matrix story from when I was just 3 years old. I'm sure it was a dream. It must have been! But reading these stories really make me question how much of a dream that really was. It seemed so realistic and I remember it as if it was real. I always thought it was when I was little, even though my mom was right in front of me. It wasn't till I was around 8 that I realized it mut have been a dream. Anyway, when I lived in my first house with my parents (I was 3-5 years old), we had a tall (or at least to a little kid) stepladder. I loved to bring it in the kitchen and jump off of it onto a pile of pillows. One time when I did this, however, I stayed up in the air for a few seconds before falling onto the pillows. It was like flying! I didn't think much of it, being so little, but I thought it was so cool. I tried and tried to do it again, but it didn't work. Though I didn't think it was weird at the time, I don't remember waking up from a dream.
The only glitches in the matrix I’ve experienced is the wold suddenly going dark for less than a millisecond, like the lights flickered but I could swear i didn’t blink and I was outside…
I do want to believe in parallel universes. Since dad died, I keep dreaming about him as if we were in another instance where he survived but he still has to be careful about his heart. In reality, a clogged artery blocked the blood flow to the brain, he suddenly dropped dead but I could perfom CPR until an ambulance arrived, sadly the brain got damaged and he never woke up from that. In my dreams everything is the same but he survived, so in them we have to be careful about his health because he is still recovering. Feels like visiting another reality, what's weird is that in some dreams I suddenly remember that he's dead and start crying and hugging him, and he acts as if he knows and comforts me.
When I was 10 I dislocated my knee and now that I'm older every now and then I swear it is happening when I see it is clearly not
I had one of these. My dad wasn’t wearing a watch, we sat down for dinner, and then about half way through I noticed he was wearing his watch. When I pointed it out, both him and his girlfriend insisted he’d been wearing it the whole time
Eh...we believe what we want to believe and some people are going at telling tall tales. Reading some of these comments, I see a lot of people I could sell just about anything to, from miracle health supplements unregulated by the FDA to time share properties.
My parents sponsored a community health center in my father’s village where he grew up, and the church they attended also contributed yearly as well. About 2 years after my father passed, the check from the church came to my mother who was going to send it on to the clinic. Somehow, my mother placed the check down somewhere and forgot where. I’m searching through garbage bags, in cabinets, everywhere for 2-3 days. My mother was panicked because the check was well over 5K and would have to come out of pocket if it couldn’t be found. The next morning, I went into my parents room, stood on my father’s side of the bed, looked at his urn and said “ Daddy, help me find this check please.” I moved a few books and some papers on his side and there it was. He has shown his presence a couple of other times too.
When my son was little we seemed to have a special connection that he would pick up on my thoughts then say them out loud when I was trying to memorize something. We were at a zoo one time and saw an animal I had never seen before. I was reading the name to myself trying to commit it to memory. "So that is a binturong." Just then Eric says "Look! A binturong!!" He couldn't read yet. He was barely two. He had learned to talk early but that was a bigger word that what he normally could say. Another time I was trying to decide what to get him for Christmas. I made a list of about 12 things. The first thing was socks followed by a bunch of different toys. He walked into the room and asked me if I was going to buy...socks then everything else I had on the list in the order I had written it down! He could translate his baby sister's babbles for me and spoke another language before English that sounded almost German. He had words in it for everything. So weird.
I'm a skeptical person but I've changed my mind a little bit lately. My house has a LED system, keep this in mind. So, I'm watching this doc about Fellini and they talk about a strange man named Gustavo Rol. I'm interested and I google him. This man is described as incredible, he appears to have reached some strange dimensions and manipulations of time and objects. He also believes that some souls are still out there, like a cloud computing. You can paint not like Picasso but AS Picasso, by "downloading" his skills. I slowly notice that all my lights are green while they are all supposed to cycle every minute. I check the control app, despite changing colours, all i get is green. I also try using a remote, green and green again. It's late, I go to bed thinking about a malfunction. The night after you can imagine my chills when I step in this sentence of him: "I've discovered a crazy scary and powerful law of the universe that involves heat, the GREEN colour and the perfect fifth".
I do believe all these stories because something similar happened to me. A few years ago I was doing my chores while my toddler was playing with her toys and making noises behind me. As I was making the bed, I made a rough movement with my hand and I felt that I smacked my little girl on the face, I immediately turned around and she was no where to be seen, so I freaked out and started yelling her name, she came out from another room, which was across the one I was in, there was no way she could've gotten there that fast and without me seeing her, since I immediately turned around when I felt I had hit her. I was so confused by that, that I wrote it down on my notes app on my phone, the date and time and every detail. I swear she was behind me cause I was hearing her play close behind me and when I accidentally hit her I even felt her little face, her nose and mouth and teeth. I also couldn't of hit anything else because I wasn't near any wall or anything, we don't have pets, and we were all by ourselves, I was just standing in front of my bed throwing the blanket over it. I never tell anybody about it, I just wrote it down cause it caused quite an impression. Also my daughter said I didn't hit her, she would've also cried cause it felt quite hard and she was just a toddler when it happened, so for sure she would've cried. I still wonder who the heck did I hit?
So, I have this theory that I'm psychic. I'm great at guessing games and whatnot, and I told my dad and he says people in our family have also thought they were psychic. Well, once I met this guy named Jayden in a group chat. I had put out my email for a friend to find my contact on Zoom and Jayden had emailed me "hi." Well, A few weeks later, I was doing this psychology course on suicide, and the whole time I was thinking about Jayden for some reason. Nothing unpredictable about this story. A few days later, our group chat gets an IM from Jayden's brother from his account, asking if we had heard from Jayden, since he hadn't seen him since they went hunting. Sure enough, Jayden had committed suicide. And, to add to all this, I have had memories almost as if I am from somebody else's body, like I can see myself being carried out of the hospital when I was born, I can see myself eating carrots at the kitchen table and getting my 2 front teeth knocked out.
When I was 17, my family opened a restaurant in our small town. A year later, my parents bought a huge 200 year old house basically across the street from the plaza our restaurant was in, making life easier for supplying the restaurant. I now could walk to work at the restaurant now. My bedroom was on the East side, front corner. Sun shone in from early a.m. I told my mom I'd need curtains or something, as the sun woke me too early. Here's the weird part: I'm walking home from work, it's dark, very little light coming from the windows as NOBODY is home, I look at my bedroom window and it's like super bright except for something covering most of the window. Old windows are shaped like church windows, curved at the top right? So light is coming from behind the blind(?)is really bright. So I'm thinking my mom put up a temporary blind for me, great! I go inside, upstairs to my room, reach for the lightswitch, and it hits me...why weren't the lights on now? I was freaked out..
Can I go too? I think there is something really wrong with my brain. Ever since Hurricane María hit Puerto Rico in September 2017, I've been experiencing narcolepsy, and thus, what I can only describe as "living in multiple timelines at the same time." Every time I get a "fit", it's like I'm living in another timeline in which my biological mother is still alive, and we fixed our relationship and now we share a farm together in the center of the island. In that world, my mother loves me and my husband. In the "real" (?) world, she died after the storm, but she wasn't even on the island, but in Springfield, MA. And my husband never met her. Other timelines include the one where my AJ is still alive and did not die in October last year as a victim of COVID-19. In that timeline, COVID-19 killed my husband, but not him, and we're best friends. And no, I don't do drugs.
I had a couple of stories. 2 already added to comments to story No 25. One weird and last so far was about my laptop. My friend has a small computer shop and I asked him to get me one. AMD, 15 inches, full keyboard. Anything he can find me for 500Euros. Another day he's saying he picked one for me and it's on my way. Will be a surprise for me. So, remember that it might not be handled with care, I started worrying. Worry was quite intense for 2 or 3 days. Constantly thinking of that. The next night I have a dream. In the dream I'm opening the package, There's a nice silver plastic laptop and the screen is intact. So everything is perfect. Somehow, I stopped worrying completely. Even there was no reason to stop. But I was suddenly happy and relaxed. However, My biggest surprise was opening the laptop. It was exactly the same silver laptop I saw in the dream. Most HP laptops were black colour. This one is a business line model, I haven't even seen on web.
Probably I could agree with the fact that I might just see that laptop before somewhere on the web. But I wasn't even looking for business models. The weird fact was my complete calmness and happiness the next morning, I saw the dream.
Load More Replies...Almost every story sent a shiver down my spine, probably from the stories and the fact I was sitting in a cold room.
When my appendix ruptured , I was in bed five days and four (horrible) Drs said it was a bad case of food poisoning ( I don't run fevers). Things in my world become very "soft and quiet" ( I was bleeding internally and dying but didn't have any strength to rouse myself. On The fifth night I was visited by someone/thing that approached me and said , " you can't do this alone- you need to go get help". I woke my husband and we went to the hospital, where they rushed me to surgery. The surgeon said I probably was within 24 hours of death. THAT VOICE saved my life, and from then on, I fully believe that there's a lot more to reality than we know.
Ps- to clarify- I had no idea that it was my appendix and four visiting (we were living in Florence Italy)Drs didn't either. I have a condition that makes it very rare for my body to make a fever, so it was a hidden infection
Load More Replies...I actually have two weird experiences I'd like to share: 1) Years ago, when I was 6-8, I was in our garage doing something, and when I leave to the garage to do something else, and the door just slammed close. It freaked me out. Mind I tell you, the garage door to the driveway was not open, and the door to the patio was close as well, so it couldn't have been the wind. My mom says it was probably her dead sister, my aunt who recently died then, just saying hi, but I still don't know. 2) I was in class, sleep-deprived from coming back from break when I went to a different time zone so I stayed up all night to "fix my sleep schedule" which did not work. I was working on an assignment in science just doing the questions and stuff like that. I remember I would daze off for a couple of seconds a few times, but nothing too long I think. We went to check our papers and one of my answers in the middle of the sentence was 'sleep'. I don't remember writing that nor what I was writing.
My husband was working under the car, and needed a wrench, but didn't have the right size in his toolbox. Suddenly a loud CLANG and a wrench fell out of the sky onto the street. It was the right size. Cozmik Coincidence Control.
Ok I have a crazy story to share, so one day about 2-3 years ago I am in my room during the night watching a cartoon/youtube about a kid who makes friends with a ghost, I decide to get up and go get an ice pop, I did not open the light because I thought I would not need to, so I get my ice pop and I am opening it over the sink so nothing drips on the floor just in case, I look at my door which I left ajar and I see this creature/ghost staring a t me but I can only see the eyes and kinda make out its hand holding the door, I freak out and drop my ice pop in the sink, I blink and the creature is gone so I just think i'm tripping and go to get my ice pop but it's gone I look everywhere but it's nowhere to be found all I see is blue liquid in the sink which seemed to be from the ice pop. The next day I see a suitcase outside our garage it was for me because I was going to go stay with my dad. I have part 2 in the comments.
I do not think it was my dad who was staring at me because I did not hear the garage door open ( my room is by the garage) and that still did not solve the mystery about the ice pop, I still have not asked him about it yet
Load More Replies...I can swear that yesterday this title said 31 and not 30. Am I the only one who saw that? :0
so this made me believe in parallel universes more than i did before
some werent even creepy tbh more like bad dreams
Load More Replies...My sister saw my doppelganger singing Adele's "Someone Like You" while facing the bathroom wall. She goes crazy whenever I mention it.