Humans have come a long way trying to explain things that seem mysterious to them. Once we believed that solar eclipses are gods’ way to show humans their anger, but now we know that it’s just the Moon covering the Sun. But there are still so many things for us to discover and find out—because there are so many things people see and can’t explain. They even may tell others what they witnessed and nobody believes them because it seems so unlikely, or they will believe them but fail to find a logical explanation.
These kinds of stories sometimes get really creepy and scary, but nonetheless they are so interesting because those experiences are quite rare. Reddit user Tiny_Map5886 was also interested in this topic and asked people, “What's something you can swear you saw but no one is believing you?” Some stories are quite entertaining and have a satisfying end as it turns out, they did see what they saw, but others are just plain scary.
If you have ever seen something that nobody believes you did, share it in the comments and upvote the stories that you would believe!
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I live in Kenosha Wisconsin(in between Milwaukee and Chicago) and have seen a mountain lion twice in the area. Everyone just stares at me when I tell them lol
Also I’ve seen a BMW with the turn signal on but only once.
Kept telling my mom and sister I was seeing UFOs. Kept happening really regularly and frequently. Eventually I got them all to come outside because it was about time for one to show up. And it did.
It was a stealth bomber being test flown, long before the public announcement about them went out or any pics were leaked.
Blew all of our minds.
as long as you could not identify it, it was technically an "unidentified flying object"
I’m (31F) from Northern Ireland and this happened about 10 years ago. As I walked my dog, I suddenly felt like I was being watched. I looked around and quickly noticed a grey wolf slowly walking through the field I was beside, staring right at me with a mangled rabbit in its mouth. We were both walking in the same general direction. It looked huge, around 5 feet or so. It stared in such a predatory way I was terrified that it was going to come for us. It was about 15 meters away with a pretty pathetic fence between us, and we both just stood there frozen for about 10 seconds staring at each other. Eventually I picked up my (small) dog and backed away while watching it, I didn’t know what the hell to do. When it was nearly out of sight and still hadn’t moved, I turned and ran. I told my dad who didn’t seem to believe me but said I should call animal welfare, and they didn’t take it seriously at all, I never heard back from them. We don’t have wolves here so I have no idea what the heck happened. I Google it every few years and did read something about people managing to get wolves as pets and then releasing them when they got too big to keep or something, so I wonder if that’s what happened. But I always see a look of worried disbelief when I tell someone!
Edit: This was in the middle of the day so I could see it very clearly. Definitely didn’t look anything like an Irish Wolfhound, and we own large dog breeds (as well as the small I was walking), and it didn’t seem anything like a large dog. The closest breed I saw mentioned was the Northern Inuit, but more grey.
But it was much bigger with a wild, predator-like temperament. Honestly if I hadn’t seen it walking while staring, I might have wondered if I was just seeing things.
I saw a few comments mentioning a wolf sanctuary in Ireland and when I looked that up, this is the closest to what I saw! The town I was in is pretty small and not anywhere near any of the sanctuaries/zoos. I was also in a residential area—a row of houses on one side of me, the field on the other, so it still feels really random.
Edit 2: Someone has let me know that a grey wolf escaped approximately around the same time that this happened, from Tyrone which is only about 40-45 miles away from where I was! So it is seeming likely that someone was trying to keep it in captivity and it escaped. I’m not crazy, hurray!
Bravo! Finding out you’re not crazy is always such a relief. I say this 100% sincerely.
I have clear and distinct memories from when I was still in diapers and a crib. No one in my family believed me until I described the EXACT layout of my room at the time, bed and dressers included. We don’t have any photos of this room, so this isn’t a false memory situation like my brother said. I even described a time my mom gave me cough medicine in a Mickey mouse spoon from before I could even talk.
It’s weird because my short term memory is trash, but my long term memory is absolutely unreal.
Most people don’t remember things from their infancy because they don’t have the words they need to cement it in their memory, but you clearly work more visually than most of us. Are you an artist, perchance?
I didn't even know it was not normal until now. I still have a lot of vivid memories starting from when I was about 18 months old.
Load More Replies...Yep, ditto. I have incredible long-range memory, but my short-term memory is horrible. I also have several memories from when I was 4 or younger. And I know I'm not making it up or having 'false memories', because I described things that my parents had forgotten about and had never described themselves. I also remember having surprisingly complex thoughts at the time.
that's another thing too, like, I don't consider myself a genius or something, but I do remember having a somewhat complex thought process. My theory is that I have older siblings that are only 2 and 3 years older than me respectively, so we basically grew up together. I learned to talk very early, and I even learned how to read at the same time they did, before I even entered kindergarten. I was never one of those kids that were eating dirt or just things they shouldn't, or like, falling off ladders or whatever, like, of course I had accidents and such, but I was always very aware of my surroundings or like, the dangers of certain things or situations. But again, I attribute that to my siblings always like, explaining the world to me, or maybe even just by imitation I was doing what they were, or not doing what they weren't doing.
Load More Replies...I have the same situation. I can remember standing in my crib with a full diaper. I have a theory that early memories are connected to neurodivergency. I particular adhd.
Same here! I thought this was normal for everyone........?
Load More Replies...My earliest memory is from about 3 mnth old. I have a multitude of memories from 3-6 mnths old. When I tried to explain one my mother she didn't believe me at first because I was describing a large tall table. Finally she realized I was describing it as I saw it at that age... eye level for me, knee height for her. For some reason most of my memories are from my aunts house... we have no pics of that house so as others have said they're not false memories. It kinda freaks people out.
Yeah, I have memories like that too, well not months old, but from like between 1-2 years. For example I remember where my mom used to store the feeding bottles, even though she stopped giving me that when I was like 2 years old or less. I even remember the day that happened, she told me the cats outside wanted my bottle (we always referred to them as babies lol) so I remember taking my feeding bottle and throwing it a the patio. And my mom doesn't believe that I remember that because supposedly I was too young for me to remember.
Load More Replies...I remember reading an article about a girl that had a phenomenal eidetic memory, during an interview they asked her what her earliest memory was, apparently it was the first time she'd been asked that. She sat for a while before recalling an event where she was in a car and her parents were having a conversation about not allowing her aunt to visit until she apologised because she had been really rude about her mom. She described what her parents were wearing and even a specific smell. The events she described occurred the day she was born!
I have memories of my babyhood, too. I remember laying in my pram while my mom went for walks and sang Alouette, sitting in my high chair being fed with a spoon while my mom pretends it's airplane. I even remember falling off the change table and how much that hurt.
I remember being sat in my pram in our back garden and watching my brothers jump on an old mattress that was behind the shed. I drew a picture of the layout of the garden years later to show my mum because I thought it was just a dream I had and it was spot on and she could even remember the mattress behind the shed and all my brothers used to jump on it. I was 11 months when we moved from there and I never went back to the house and definitely never saw the back garden again as it was only accessible through the house
My earliest memory was when I was 10 months old. Specifically, Easter Sunday in the March. I can describe everything about a particular moment when my aunt told my cousin to give me my easter egg. I was sitting propped up against the sofa and couldn't yet walk. I remember my aunt talking, but I only knew the words that were my cousin's name, the word give, and my name. The adults were standing maybe 8 feet away from me and I was unable to focus on their faces. They were more a bit of a blurry outline, but I could see their legs quite well. The easter egg was in a pinkish-purple foil and seemed like the biggest thing I had ever seen as it came towards me. I was able to have several of the adults in the room later verify what I remembered. Then I have no memories till I'm about three.
I have very vivid memories too and my mum approved they are correct. Im surprised to see that there are even younger memories here
I remember 1 event before I was a toddler and it's very clear. If only I could talk then, I could've blown my dad's mind. I was glad to see him, but he didn't know what to say to me, so he left the room. If he had said anything to me, I feel I would've remembered his words! Now I always speak plainly to any infants I meet.
most people dont remember, and its calling Infant Amnesia. you are very rare to be able to remember ur infancy days
Memories can't be formed before the age of 2... You probably just saw pictures or heard stories.
I struggle with this idea. I think there is an average age but not an absolute. There are always those who fall outside the parameters of typical.
Load More Replies...Hyperthymesia is an ability that allows people to remember nearly every event of their life with great precision. Hyperthymesia is rare, with research identifying only a small number of people with the ability. Studies on hyperthymesia are ongoing, as scientists attempt to understand how the brain processes memories.
I too, remember being a baby. I have fuzzy memories before about 12 months. But at a year, I started storing real memories. I remember my first Halloween, at 10 months pretty well.
So do I. I remember being bathed in a tin tub on the kitchen table and being dressed afterwards, the cot, room arrangement and much more. Siblings didn't believe me but our mother, who also didn't believe me confirmed what I described as exactly the way it was.
I still remember my room from back when i was still in diapers as well.
The story isn't weird only because I have the exact same issue. I can remember the same details as the OP from when i was a child but again like the OP my short term memory is rubbish. I have actually been to see someone about it. I wont remember yesterday too clearly but as time goes on that specific day's memories become more and more vivid.
I wonder if there is a research paper on this? Activate ADHD research powers 🦸♀️
I have a brief but exact memory of being in my crib. Our neighbors daughter and my sisters best friend came to my room to help my get out of the crib naptime was over. She couldn't get the side down so she pushed a hassock to the side and helped me climb up and over the side. I can tell you everything about my room at that time, everything that was in it etc. I have lots of glimpses of my younger life but I can't recall all my teachers nor classmates.
My daughter told me that my granddaughter at about age five told her she remembers beimg born. She described how it was dark and warm ,then she felt and heard swooshing noises and then there was a blinding white light.She was only about 5 at the time ,so I think maybe she did remember!
I have also had memories like that. No one believed till I described rooms & things in the rooms etc. Most people don't think its possible to remember that far back.
I have a few memories from very early childhood. I described my earliest one to my mother and she was shocked as I was a baby and was lying in a drawer.
I have quite a distinct memory of a thought process when I was a pre-verbal infant. I'd started turning over, but hated that I'd get wrapped up in the blanket. So I figured out that if I turned over, back to front, but got up on my hands and knees while doing so, I could shake myself, and get the blanket to behave, then plop down fast and the blanket would cover me without getting caught under me. I'm not an artist, far from it, but do have an excellent visual memory.
I don't remember much of anything before I was 6, when we moved from city in Bay Area to a dairy farm in Southern Oregon. I'm 71 now and vividly remember first days on the farm.
same...remember vividly being fed when a baby, my mum cool the food down by putting it in her mouth then into mine. I didn't like it and was doing my best not to eat it. The food was ok but not her putting it into her mouth. I was probably 8 months old. I can remember a whole lot more and I am 50+
I have a memory like this. I remember our first house in the town we had just moved too. Techinically I shouldn't cause I was under 2. I can describe the layout of the house and everything. Blew Mum's mind.
I remember too. And know some people who have this kind of memories as well
Same with me! I have many very distinct, numerous detailed memories from when I was very young. I don't think that people believe all of them.
My son has similar memories, its crazy and as the OP stated: his long term memory is off the charts but short term? not so much
Yep. Kept seeing the same familiar-feeling room in dreams. Told my much older sister about it. She told me I’d just described the bedroom I was in as a baby, right down to the tree that could be seen from the window over my crib. We moved from that house before I turned 2. Remember some other things from that age, too.
I'm the same, I can remember really clearly from as far back as about 4 or 5 but ask me to remember an appointment 🙄
I had my tonsils out at two and have memories from the nurse coming and saying “ you’re going home today.” And sitting in a wheelchair waiting to be picked up.
Me too. I've got memories of being fed and being taken aroud town to visit people.
I have the same memories. Being in my crib with my grandfather standing over me, big smile on his face and talking baby talk to me, before giving me a bottle. Nobody believes me either!
My uncles love telling a story about the time my parents unwisely entrusted 9 month old me to their care for an evening. Apparently I wouldn't settle down or be quiet ( 43 yrs later, nothing's changed) so they decided to medicate me with a couple of caps full of brandy. Instead of knocking me out, my parents returned home to their infant crawling in circles and into walls 😂. Anyway, my first clear memory is being woozy and crawling on my grandparents' red, blue and black swirly patterned carpet. I remember climbing all over my three uncles like they were jungle gyms and I remember they were listening to Led Zeppelin on vynil. As well, I can recall clearly events which happened before I turned 2. My short term memory is pathetic too, though
I can remember being in a cot too, plus other things from infancy. Can’t remember what I did yesterday though.
The earliest memories I have of my infancy are related to music. So for example I remember singing to the music of certain soap operas (very common here in Mexico) or even watching the episodes with my older cousins etc. Same with cartoons and such, but cartoons are trickier because they do re-air them for longer periods of time. For years I thought all of these memories happened when I was like 4 or 3, as most of my early memories, but it wasn't until the late 00's that I got on the internet and checked the dates when those shows aired, and those memories could've only happened when I was between 1.5 and 2.5 years old. No one ever believes me, a lot of people say they don't even remember kindergarten, but to me those memories are always the most clear. Yet I'm starting to forget things from high school or college.
Yea...though it now has become more a memory of a memory i have a few fragments of a time where i was in my crib too.
I remember my 3rd birthday, think it is my earliest memory. could have an earlier memory but the birthday gives me the exact date. My mother woke me up and asked me "Do you know how old you are? You are 3." Then she held up three fingers. I ran to the bathroom and my dad was shaving and I asked "Do you know how old I am?" He said no, and I held up my fingers like my mom did and said, "I am 3." And that is all I remember about my 3rd birthday.
I have several vivid memories from before I was 1 year old. I could describe furniture and decor we had that was changed before my first birthday.
I remember wall paper - I described it and it was from a room I stayed in that became my brother's room. They painted I think when he moved in - big pink/red roses
My earliest memory is from when I was 18 months old and I remember what I was thinking as I went downstairs and tried to light the fire. I remember setting up the fireplace before striking the match in the wrong direction and setting my babygro alight!
I have flashes of memory that go all the way back to about 18 months... no narrative just images. I remember the upholstery of an old couch at my grandma's house, I was never there again after a single visit when I was "just over a year" but I was laid to nap on that couch, and can describe the upholstery. As far as I know, no photos exist of that couch, certainly none in our possession. I remember things like clothes that I had from that age, and a couple experiences, picking cherries in a relative's orchard, playing in a cousins playhouse. These were places I went as a toddler, and never again. My mom and my older brother do remember, but were very surprised when I did. My sister, in the middle, remembers none of it. I am over 60. I can say that photos were still rare things in 1957, they were usually posed photos or special events. My family never discussed this particular trip as far as I know, it was a brief trip north for a funeral.
Yep, me too. I remember things since I was approx. 6 month old...
Apparently you only start to really remember things from three yrs old. This is insane!!
you probably pieced together memories from conversations maybe old pics and the like, it happens. also, we all have the same short term memory
I'm the opposite, most of my earliest memories start around 6. I have a couple of what might be memories that seem to be earlier, but they're almost like looking at stray photographs, just a moment of time captured.
I have no pictures of the family home I was in for the first 18 months of life but I can tell stories of playing in the yards, the hedges and plants out front and in the backyard, and the interior layout as well as the floors. I once described these to my mother while visiting/driving by the old house for the first time (in 13 years) at the age of 15. She was surprised that I recognized it. Heck I still recall the muffled voices of my family from before birth.
Yes, so am I. I remember memories when the baby, the first thing I saw was Batman The Animated Series. And that's the cause I like Batman until now :)
I call bs. It's highly unlikely there's no photos. And it's more than likely that these memories have been formed by stories told.
No. YOU'RE full of BS. I have only two pictures of me when I was a child. And I'm only 19. Not everyone is obsessed with taking pictures so stop dismissing people's experiences based on that
Load More Replies... Here’s hoping this all fits.
Used to work health care. Specifically, dementia palliative care. Palliative meant that people had a certain amount of time to live, and usually declined pretty quickly. To put it nicely: dementia residents came to me to be cared for while they died.
I worked night shift, 11pm-7am. I’ve seen and heard dead residents at night, watched living residents talk to an empty room, and then mention they were talking to someone who died long before they ever came into my care, someone they had never met.
My coworkers believe me, but no one else ever has.
When my grandmother was palliative she would reach out to an empty chair like she wanted to take the 'persons' hand? It was only on the last day she was alive, we figured either my grandfather or her sister had come to help her pass away
6 years ago I went through 10 surgeries for a badly broken leg. During one of the surgeries early on, I have distinct memories of waking up and hearing, seeing and smelling several minutes of the surgery. I also remember a nurse looking me in the eye and then telling someone I was awake. I then passed back out, presumably due to more anesthesia. No one believes me that this happened. I’m now terribly afraid of surgery and hope I never have to enter another operating room.
I think I had a collision problem once. Was about to take a shower and stuck my arm in to feel the water. But the water just...didn't connect. It went right through my arm, no temperature or splashing or anything.
Here's the weird s**t. I wasn't by myself. I called my wife in and she watched the same thing happen. Her arm acted normally, got wet and warm. Kept putting my arm in the stream and it didn't interact with the water at all, was like it wasn't there.
We tried water from the sink, and that was fine, I could touch that. I poked a bunch of other random s**t too, no changes. Wife put her arm beneath mine and said she could feel the water hitting her arm, like mine wasn't even there. Then at one point I stuck my arm in and it was just...fixed? Everything worked normally. We hadn't changed anything.
My wife hates talking about it because people always grill her with questions and explanations
I live in a rural community in Canada. My sister came to see me once and swore up and down that she saw a zebra grazing in the fields. I made fun of her for a couple of years about how the zebra roam the north pole and how Santa has zebra instead of reindeer. She was really starting to doubt herself but stuck to her guns.
Well, I was driving one day and lo and behold, a f*****g zebra grazing in the field. Turns out a zoo sometimes lets them roam around there.
When I told my sister she felt vindicated.
Edit: Since this has come up a lot. This was near between Orangeville, and Arthur. And was about 10 years ago.
Friend of mine had some family from europe visiting him in the Toronto area. They wanted to see "Canadian Wildlife" so he drove them around the country a bit. They were asking if it was really possible to see moose or bears, a little skeptically. He said probably not this close to the city, but it was possible. Five minutes later a giraffe ran across the road head of them. Turned out it had gotten loose from a safari park thing. I hope they don't still have those.
My Betta fish disappeared out of a covered tank. And then reappeared in front of my eyes.
If you can imagine: This tank is clear plastic on all sides, including the bottom. There's nowhere to hide when it's empty. The only thing not transparent is the metal lid. Betta fish are known to hide, so I didn't worry about not seeing him for a couple days, but on day 3 I got worried, so I took the heater and filter out. Checked the inside of the filter. Took the plants out. Took the hides out. No fish.
Nothing in the tank but water and glass rocks now, so I started scooping the rocks out, thinking he may have gotten trapped under there and died. Pretty soon I'm staring at a tank with nothing but water in it. No fish.
I figure there's no way he's still alive so I start scooping the water out. It's about 3/4 full when suddenly my fish does one of those fishy slow-turns in the dead center of the tank. There he was. It wasn't, like, I turned away and then back and my fish was there. No, I was staring at the tank, and I quite literally saw him swim back into existence. One second he wasn't there, the next he was.
I moved him to a smaller bowl for a few days to keep an eye on him. Covered the top with perforated plastic wrap to ensure no jumping. He disappeared from the bowl a couple days later and never came back. Have owned several Betta fish, and I can honestly say no other fish has ever dimension hopped out of a tank since.
I stayed over a church friend’s house when I was 8ish. He said he had a little sister but my parents and I never saw her at church or anything. My Mom said it was probably imaginary.
At night I walked in the wrong room and saw a teenage girl in a crib, dressed like a baby.
I told my Mom, I told my friends, I told whoever I could but no one believe me.
Not something I saw, something I felt and heard. I was struggling to sleep one night, lying in bed feeling wired and irritable when I felt pressure lift from the bed on my partner's side. I assumed he'd got up to go to the bathroom (I was facing the opposite way so I didn't see him do this) a few minutes go by and I hear him come back into the room and feel him get back in bed, nothing strange about that.
Lying there still frustrated the same thing happens again, a lift of pressure, some rustling sounds like a person trying to navigate a dark room, an absence of sound for a few moments and then the sensation of weight on the bed again. Still not thinking much of it, because it wasn't an obvious cause for concern, I continue trying to fall asleep. Then it happens again. And again. And again.
I wasn't too into the idea of asking him if he was ok as we had a ridiculous argument that night and I was pretty pissed off with him, so I just ignored it. But then... Then it sounded like he had got up and was simply pacing around the room clumsily, I could hear things on the shelves being touched and slightly moved and hands gently brushing against walls, and then I felt the bed suddenly dip in a concentrated spot of the mattress as though he had stood on it. This carries on for I don't know how long, rustling, pressure on the bed and so on until I snap. I sit bolt upright, turn around and say "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" to see my partner waking up from a very deep sleep and looking confused.
I told him what had happened and he said he'd been asleep next to me the whole time, which was pretty obvious to see him in his very sleepy state, plus he would have had mere seconds to jump into bed without me noticing in the time it took me to sit up and turn around. I somehow fell asleep that night feeling confused and as though eyes were on me.
And in a typical cheesy haunted house fashion, I get a call from my mum the next morning telling me my uncle had died the night before.
When I was 12, I stayed with my great aunt while my mother and brother ran to the grocery to get lunch stuff. She took me into her basement and "introduced" me to her husband. Her long dead husband. Who's remains were in a ziploc in a file drawer, neatly filed. She made a big deal about how she bought a brand new box of ziplocs for him instead of reusing one. She was all about the frugality, my great aunt.
No one believed me until after she died. When my mother and aunt found the cremains in the ziploc in the file drawer.
My Dad passed away from Cancer when I was 7 years old. My parents asked me if I wanted to be there when he died and I said no. My parents arranged for me to go to their best friends house to sleep over the night after I had said my goodbyes as he was fading away. That night he did pass and I experienced something that I cannot explain. I remember this vividly, I was fast asleep and I wake up bolted upright at 11:50pm like I was pulled awake and I knew immediately that he had died right then. I had this really strange sense of calm and acceptance and I felt my Dad’s presence like he was saying goodbye. Later I asked my Mom when he died and told her that story and it shook her hard, it happened. A few years later she took me to a clairvoyant who afterwards said I was a clairvoyant too. My mother is a highly intelligent lady, women of science and to my knowledge didn’t tell this lady a thing. A few years later I’m sitting on the couch after school with my sister watching TV and I get that same feeling again and immediately know that my Mom has been involved in a car accident and I told my sister right away like I didn’t have a choice I just said it. I was right she had been in a car accident at that exact time. This was before cell phones and I had no way of knowing, no communication with my Mom. Two events where I knew without a doubt that events had occurred when I had no logical way of knowing. It hasn’t happened since and I have no explanation whatsoever for either of them.
I seem to know things that in theory I shouldn't know. I can remember 5 different phone calls when as soon as it rang I knew who it was and that they were calling to let us know about someone who had died. I also knew the sex of various babies before they were born and also knew when their mums were in labour.
When I was a kid I ate some of my grandmother's heart medication and nearly died. Was rushed to the hospital to have my stomach pumped and I have a memory of looking down at myself on the hospital bed with my mom and hospital staff around me. It still is one of the only things I've had happen that I cannot explain and no one I've told this story to believes me at all, even my super religious aunt said it was my imagination.
Astral projection: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Astral_projection. This is the sort of thing that I would normally scoff at, but it once happened to me when I was in my late teens.
When I was a kid, between the ages of 4 and 8, I would see a guy in my house. He would stand in the same spot in the same room looking at me, and my family couldn't see him. I'd cry and scream and would refuse to go near him, but nobody else ever saw him.
I'm someone who believes in logic and the laws of the universe so this really throws me off, I struggle to believe it myself but I vividly remember this person, this ghost if you wish. Even now, I remember his face. I explained this to someone the other day and I felt so silly, I sounded like I was making it up!
While I proclaim I don’t believe in ghosts, I worked in a very old movie theater in San Francisco, and one evening after we’d closed, the manager and I were doing a walk-through in the auditorium looking for left-behind items (sweatshirts were common) to put in the lost-and-found box behind the counter, and as I walked out the auditorium door, there was a slight puff of wind and something whispered in my ear “Mary Rose”. It was so frigging creepy!
Ball lightning. There was a glowing white ball in the sky, like nothing I've ever seen. It flew around, maneuvered a bit. I turned my head to reach for my camera. When I looked back, it immediately went behind a cloud and disappeared.
There was no lightning that day. The weather was rather fair and nice. It lasted for about a minute. Was really interesting.
I've shared this on reddit before, but once I was driving through Utah on a 2 lane highway all alone, in the middle of the day and I passed by what I thought was a wolf, and wanted to snap a picture to send to my father, as that was his favorite animal. I was looking at it in mY rear view mirror, and it looked really mangy and diseased, but was looking right back at me. I watched it lift its front paw off the ground, and it waved at me with a five fingered, human f*****g hand before placing it back on the ground, once again a paw. I have never, ever gone as far over the speed limit as i did when I sped tf off.
I saw a dude standing next to my truck with an unnaturally wide smile. I was on highway 49 east right outside Greenwood, MS. I heard hail hit my truck a few times so I pulled over expecting a tornado. I was grabbing my backpack getting ready to bail out for the ditch. I turn back to the driver side window to check my mirror and this guy was just standing there. Smiling. It scared me so bad I just slammed the truck in drive and got out of there.
I saw my uncle fall from the roof as he was escaping a house fire. He was able to get inside the car and take off but not before the house toppled over on top of the car. After a few minutes he appeared out of the smoke, limping away. I distinctly remember running back to my house (right next door) to tell my mom about what had just happened.
We go outside and nothing. No fire, no smashed car, no house falling over.
I dunno wtf 5 year old me was smoking but I had the hardest time processing what had just happened or not happened. My mom was so angry with me for coming up with such a awful lie about her little brother.
Til this day, 27 years old now, I can't explain what, why, or how I saw what I saw but I very much remember terrifying feeling I felt during and afterwards.
Mom thinks I must've fallen asleep playing outside and woke up from a nightmare and panicked but whatever it was it feel too real.
I’ve had dreams that when I wake up I’m surprised to find I was sleeping because it seemed so real.
On the bike path a man riding a beach cruiser one handed, no shirt but wearing a huge sombrero, carrying a fawn cradled in his other arm.
When I was living with my parents, our small dog jumped straight up onto the kitchen counter. It was super high, but he made it. He only did it once and I witnessed it, but my family calls BS every time I say it really happened.
I was searching for my dog. I have small garden with big fence around, and she was nowhere in house. Took me hour of searching until through the window I see my dog laying perfectly comfortable on sun on glass top garden table as high as normal dining table. Glass top. 30 kilo Stafford. With both sided dysplasia... I have no clue how she got there, never saw her jumping but chairs were under the table perfectly fitting so couldn't go on chair and than on the table. I was freaked out but happy she was ok... Dogs are strange 😊.
A few years back I saw a capybara in my front yard (in Alabama). NO ONE believed me because by the time I came back with my phone he was gone.
The best I got was a, “I guess it might have been a capybara” after a local man was found to have his own exotic animal collection less than three miles away.
Other animals I saw in that yard: an emu and two bison.
I must have lived pretty close to that dude’s land.
Edit to add: it was def a capybara. I watched it for several minutes and estimated it’s weight somewhere around 100-130lbs . Dude also had a panther escape in the area which brought in state wildlife officials.
Myself from several feet away. I was very very tired and I was walking up the steps at my house. I remember watching myself from an angle that wouldn't have been possible. But I remember it clear as day.
I have never mentioned this before to anyone. Scene: EPCOT in Orlando, on the brick walkway between a walk-thru part with stores and such on either side and the part leading up to The Land. Date: June 2008. I was with my pregnant wife. Huge storm rolls in, black clouds, about to pour, when there was this unearthly deafening sound and bright light exploded. I opened my eyes and I was standing 30 feet or more away back under the covered walkway, unharmed. My wife said I had been standing right beside her, then I wasn't. It was too far to have run in the brief second of the explosion (I assume a lightning strike). Swear this happened as well as I could tell it.
You’re lucky to be alive, dude! I read a fascinating book by someone who was struck by lightning, and it really messed up her neural pathways. I went online to find the title and met with no success, but it’s out there.
I have very vivid memories of my great grandfather. I distinctly remember which room he lay in for months while being cared for by his family and what the layout of the room was like. I also have a memory of playing with him and him talking to me while I was being fully aware that he had cancer in the latest stages and understood that he would probably die soon.
Thing is I only ever met him once in person and I was only 4 months old.
My family has pointed out that I knew facts about his appearance that I could not possibly have known because there are close to no pictures of him. (like a big scar he had across his chest from an operation)
I have no other memories from my early childhood. (In fact my memory about that time is so bad I don't even correctly recall things from my time in kindergarden.)
i have memories i cant explain from before i was 1. my moms cousin had a sea foam green colored house wen i was around 5 or 6 months wen i was 10 years old we went back to their house and i asked them if they painted their house a darker green. i hadnt been to their house since i was 5 or 6 months so how could i possibly kno that my family was stunned. i also remember how i got my first teddy bear at 3 months i correct my mom all the time and my grandma says that my version of the story is the correct one.
Was playing with my Cousin and a friend of ours outside. We were riding our bikes and had a bunch of fun, but couldn't explore that far from where I live l, since we were like 7 or 8 y/o.
As we were cheerfully cycling down a long road behind a parking garage near my apartment, I started to slow down as I was getting tired of it. Both of them were continuing to cycle down the road as they haven't noticed me being left behind yet.
You have to understand that the location of the road was right in between the parking garage (with 2 floors) and a fence which has only rails on the other side and was usually deserted. So once I stopped cycling, I could only turn tail or follow the road ahead.
After reaching my limit, I simply stopped my bike mid way after a while and tried to catch some breath. While doing so something caught my eye on the backstairs of the parking garage, I tried to get closer to check out what it was out of curiosity. But boy was that a mistake. I spotted a man who seemed kneel down behind a wall of the backstairs. Didn't seem suspicious at first, however after a closer look I saw what seemed like knife covered in blood. My body froze and all I could feel was fear that went through my body, which felt like it lasted for minutes. The man just started to catch on with me standing on road and began to slowly stand-up and face my direction. I was somehow able to get my brain back to process and bolted down the street with any power I had left in me.
After passing both my cousin and friend, as well as leaving a big distance to where I spotted him. I started to break down in tears and explaining what happened. No one would believe me, since they went back to check and found nothing strange. Got so traumatized from it, that I avoided the road until my mid teens.
Tldr; saw a man with a knife covered in blood behind a parking garage while cycling as kid and no one would believe.
When I was a kid I remember seeing a lady’s face in a doorway "grinning" at me, with what I assumed to be something brown covering her entire face and teeth. I would see her several times until we moved away when I was 5. Obviously my family didn’t see her but my mom got worried when I told her that I saw "the lady from the kiosk", which is what I called the lady after I dreamt of her falling down a flight of stairs in a small store not far from our house.
And I s**t you not, my mom told me a few months ago that in the same store I was dreaming of, a woman had fallen down a flight of stairs and had her face torn on the way down, apparently being covered in dried blood when she was found, hence my description of her. Imagine the look on my face when I heard that lmao
Also, apparently I kept talking to my mom about a man in the wall back then?? I don’t remember seeing a "man in the wall" but I do remember talking about him.
When I was little, maybe 7, the son of a lady who babysat my brother and I, cut his leg on our swing set. Green goo came out of his leg. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember the type of bolt it was, the cover is was missing to prevent cuts.
I’m a dentist now (taken gross anatomy, dissected a human body, routinely in the OR for resections of crazy head and neck tumors).
With the exception of gross infections, I’ve never seen green goo come out of someone. Let alone a healthy leg.
It will never make sense to me. Ever.
Dentists do not resect tumors unless they are also *surgeons*, just clarifying.
Once while in a drained pool, I heard a droning sound. It kept getting louder and louder, when a massive cloud of bees slowly flew overhead and into the distance.
When a beehive gets too crowded, a new queen is born and leads half of the hive to a new area to start a new colony.
In November of 2012, the day before the world was supposed to end, my buddy and I went up to the store to grab drinks. We no joke saw a full size airplane so low to ground we couldn't believe it. It was hovering above a street light and wasn't moving. Even weirder was when we got to the store as soon as we entered every single person we could see all turned their heads and started right at us, like we weren't supposed to be there. They stopped shortly after but damn was it the weirdest thing ever. Of course no one believes us.
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I had one my mother verified as true. When I was a little girl in the 80s, my family had a condo with a postage stamp backyard. I remember going out there and seeing an "Indian Chief" riding by. Tall, dignified, long dark hair. For years I thought it was a dream. Turns out this old Native American lived with his kids a few miles away and liked to ride his horse and wave at the neighbor kids.
This has happened to me 4 times. But I managed to prove it for 2 of them. The other two are actually almost b the same thing. I was outside with my partner, brother and dad. I see a fire ball flying in the sky and then it exploded. I was the only one that saw it coz the others were too busy chatting. The next time I was camping and standing outside with my partner, our mate and his dad. We were chatting away and I see a fireball flying in the sky, I tried getting the others attention but by the time they looked up it had gone behind the cabins nearby. Everyone thinks I was seeing things.
How big were the fireballs and what color? I've seen a decent sized meteor/fireball streak across the sky and explode (way, way bigger than a shooting star, but not big enough to wake the whole city). It was bluish green. At first I thought it had to be an explosion from a chemical plant or something (except it was coming down instead of going up somehow...), but when I looked up what it could have been later, I found that fireballs from meteors are often blue/green. Apparently, they're quite common, but the average person never sees one. If you spend a lot of time in the wildenerness where you can clearly see the sky at night, you have a much greater chance, though. I would love to see one again. It was so beautiful.
Load More Replies...I have a few but my most recent: my grandma who I was very close to passed away about 3 years ago. One night I was sitting in my family room thinking about her and I suddenly smelled the overwhelming scent of her perfume. There's no way to explain it. Nothing of hers in the room with me and I was by myself. I just know it was her in the room. I felt her presence.
I get that with people who are still living. I'm honestly not sure what it is, could be supernatural, could be synesthesia, but it very rarely happens. something that's more frequent, if I'm really craving a food, then I can taste it,but sometimes the flavour is oddly different and I can't place why.
Load More Replies...When I was like 3-4 I was hit by lightning. I remember my dad telling my to get my doll carriage-which was a 50s style real baby carriage with the metal sides an big wheels-off the front lawn. As I was walking to it i saw a blue light come down an hit the street. Then it did a snake walk lazily towards where I was. Next I know I'm in the bushes. If there weren't there I'd have been bounced off the side of the house. So my dad comes back out hearing the noise an sees me. Said "oh ground lightning". Like ok. But am I ok?? Yeah. It snapped right at my feet and because I had my hands on the carriage the rubber wheels grounded most of the charge. But it do know everything hurt. Later in life like 20 or so I was electrocuted at a job. You feel the marrow in your bone pop an explode. And you can't move. Only think an realize it's happening. I used to get shocks from plugs in walls. So I have a habit of pulling them out by the cords. Bow I just need to hit the lottery...
Reminds me of my father's. To this day he remembers being outside playing baseball (in the 50s or 60s, I'm not sure of the year. He was a teen at the time and 100% sober) and he and some friends saw a UFO flying over Brooklyn. They contacted the authorities as best they could but no-one believed a bunch of kids. I found a book on UFOs a while back that pretty much confirmed there were a number of sightings at that time
My one uncle claimed to see Bigfoot, but as he hunted while drunk, I hope it's understandable why we didn't believe him. (We did however find bear tracks.)
I was walking home late from work, drizzly day so I had a trenchcoat. Car turns too from very busy main street onto badly-lit street I am in the middle of crossing (it's not going SUPER fast but still enough to be dangerous). I instinctively tried to jump out of the way (backwards, not sideways, like an idiot). My foot comes down on the fender, bends my ankle so my other foot comes down on the hood. Trying not to fall I get another few steps that take me over the hood, land on my butt on the trunk and am left standing in the middle of the road - a wicked bruise on my thigh but otherwise completely unharmed - as the a****** driving speeds off down the empty street without stopping. TL/DR: I channeled The Matrix and literally leapt over a car and nonine saw!
When I was 10 years old. my mom went back to school. There were 7 of us so the school put us up in a house big enough for a covered front porch with several chairs. It was also across the street from the park so we liked to sit there and watch the world go by. One day we were watching a couple of our favorite squirrels do their thing when it started raining. One went back to their tree in the park and the other ran under a lilac bush. The rain started coming down hard so the one in the bush decided to make a dash for the safety of his tree. As he ran across the street, the second he touched the manhole cover, it was hit by lightning. It was just...gone. My dad, one brother and I all saw it but no one else believed a squirrel could be vaporized. When the rain stopped we went out and couldn't find a thing.
I have one. Almost every time someone is talking to me, I see the words they're speaking written out in the air next to them, kind of like subtitles. Just the words showing up as the person says them. Other stuff too--a bunch of question marks when they look confused or a cartoony raincloud for moody. It's like I'm living in a comic book, or that movie spiderman: into the spiderverse. It's kinda fun sometimes, but god does it get annoying. Makes it really difficult to tune things out sometimes, and a bunch of people talking over each other drives me crazy. Also rap is difficult to listen to.
This is called "Tickertaping". It's a very rare type of synesthesia, though some would argue it's a different phenomenon altogether. "...tickertaping is an explicit expression of the close interconnection between phonemic and graphemic representations of words which, for reasons we do not yet understand, manifests as visual imagery with a varying degree of automaticity." Here is some good info if interested: https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC4566903/
Load More Replies...When I was 9, my friend lived across the street from me. It was her birthday but she was out of town with her parents that weekend. I made her a card and thought I'd go leave it between her doors for when she got home later that night. It was winter and was dark early. I went up a narrow walk between two fences to her door, then left. As I was about 20 feet away I turned around to make sure I'd closed her screen door tightly and there, at the door under a dim porch light was a man standing looking down at where I'd left the card. He wore a dark brown suit and a bowler hat. It was all very old dress. He didn't move. Everything was oddly quiet. I in fact blinked many times, even turned around to check another time. I thought it had to be a trick of the light. No, each time he was there, like a statue, just gazing down at where the card would be, between the doors. I found out the next day that they'd been gone to her Uncle's funeral and he'd been buried with his favorite bowler.
I don't know how early it actually started, but I was about three when I was aware of the frequent visits of the curtain people. I used to tell my family about them. I suppose they thought I was just making it up. But that was the beginning of a lifetime of experiencing things that can't be explained by logic or science. I've given up trying to prove it, and I've given up trying to explain to people who cannot understand.
Same here. I don't talk about any of those things anymore because most people get scared and change the subject.
Load More Replies...About 3 years ago I was on my own watching tv when suddenly my body jerked forward and froze. My jaw was wide open like a scream, hands clenched. I couldn't move at all but I could still hear and see. Only then my hearing became delayed. As in I could see what ad was on the tv but I would only hear is 10 or so seconds later. I was trying to will myself out of it and I felt so strange. Started to wonder if I was dying. Eventually I started to be able to rock slowly and fought to hard against it until I hit the floor and regained control. I was absolutely terrified. I went to my doctor about it thinking it was a seizure and he said he'd never heard of anything like that before. It never happened since.
It does sound like a seizure of some kind, hope your Doc. Checked out your brain
Load More Replies...I remember on my way home from school one time, I heard this clicking sound coming up from behind me. I thought it was some annoying kid but then a deer ran by. The clicking Sound was made by the hoofs of the deer running on concrete. This was in a City in germany with no forests nearby, so I still don't know why or how there was a deer
I saw a giant, cigar shaped object (almost like an elongated blimp) hovering slowly across the horizon (above the ocean) - however you could only see it if you had glasses on, it was completely invisible to the naked eye. Absolutely bizarre and cannot explain what it could have been.
Have heard stories about the cigar shaped UFOs
Load More Replies...Haven't read all of them but it looks like people are tending toward ghostly or alien things. Don't believe in either. I don't think anyone's lying, I just think there must be other explanations. Anyway, mine isn't like that. So when my daughter was about 7 or so she had a hamster named Hammy. He escaped from his cage one day and we searched and searched for him . Like for days. He was beloved by the whole family. After we had given up thinking he got in a vent or something. Thought he was gone forever, he'd been gone for weeks, I heard a little scratchy scratch in the tv room. I investigated obviously and there was Hammy. He'd been living in my daughters fold up Barbie house. When I opened it up, there he was!! There was pee and poop in it but the crazy part was when I opened the miniature fridge it was stuffed with his food!!' He must have been moving house and gone back and forth to his food dish to stock his new home!!!
I was once playing with my friends at a local playground which was near a rather steep railway bridge. I was about 13 years (before I discovered boys) We were on the pavement that went over the bridge and I saw my sister (who is 8 years older than me) walking to work, she had her yogurts in her hand and was wearing her denim jacket (this was the 1980's). So, wanting to say hello to her I checked the road both ways so that I wouldn't get run over and hurried across the road to talk to my sister. When I got there she wasn't there. No one was there. I jogged to the top of the hill to see if she was on the other side of the bridge and again no one was there. I'd seen a very detailed vision of my sister but no one else saw it. My friends thought I was bullshitting them. I know usually these sorts of visions end with 'when I got home I found out she'd been killed' etc but my sister was safe and well and is still alive to this day.
When I was about 5 or 6, I was playing at the playground in our apartment complex. I found an earth worm. Carried up the ramp to go down the slide together (no clue why) and when I sat down at the top of the slide, I looked down at the worm wiggling on my palm. It disappeared into the palm of my hand. Must've blinked or something but it freaked me out so badly! I haven't and I'll never hold another worm again. So creepy!
When I was a small child my family lived in a small apartment. Sometimes at night when I would walk past the bathroom I would have a weird feeling and I would feel someone tickling me. A few times I even heard laughing.
I like stories like this, even though they’re all totally explainable. There’s a podcast I like that has stories similar to this thread, it’s called Spooked.
I can sometimes get what I call "visions". They started around 5-ish years ago and have happened ever since. So, I'll be lost in thought, or at the edge of sleep, or even while talking to someone. I'll close my eyes and suddenly there's a scene in my mind. One I remember vividly. We go to KFC, and a particular one too. There's one that has a "super target" across the street. Well, we ate there and got done and everything. This was where I could see my vision playing out *exactly* how I originally saw it. We were approaching our car, which was a black KIA. I'm maybe 10. Where I live, it very rarely gets cold. But that night, it was cold. I had a purple parka on, black leggings with doodles on them, my hair down, and my converse on. My dad was wearing a grey jacket with a lot of pockets, a green shirt on, and some jeans. My stepmom has a leather jacket, black pants, and black cowboy boots, carrying a Boba Fett handbag. I told my dad about it, but I think he's still skeptical.
I was 11 (1991) when we moved into a rented house. I heard my mom occasionally talking to another person as if they were there, but my sister and I were in our bedroom and my dad was at work. The person was a woman. Once, I heard a crash, like something was thrown against a wall. My mom said that she knew what the lady was trying to do and it didn't scare her. I went downstairs and asked what was wrong, my mom said nothing and was cleaning up a plant pot that was broken on the floor. My mom and dad took a weekend job putting ads in the Sunday newspapers. I would be woken up and sit in the living room for a few hours until they came home. On one of those nights, I had a sudden feeling of intense dread. It felt like something was next to my chair and watching me. It went away after a few minutes and everything felt normal again. Years later my mom told me the house had been haunted, and
One time I was driving through Kansas and looked out the window of the car. And I saw a PEACOCK CHILLING ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD. No one has ever believed me.
The human mind is a wonderous thing. It can make us see and experience things we can't explain.
OR, we ACTUALLY see and experience things we can't explain
Load More Replies...I had one my mother verified as true. When I was a little girl in the 80s, my family had a condo with a postage stamp backyard. I remember going out there and seeing an "Indian Chief" riding by. Tall, dignified, long dark hair. For years I thought it was a dream. Turns out this old Native American lived with his kids a few miles away and liked to ride his horse and wave at the neighbor kids.
This has happened to me 4 times. But I managed to prove it for 2 of them. The other two are actually almost b the same thing. I was outside with my partner, brother and dad. I see a fire ball flying in the sky and then it exploded. I was the only one that saw it coz the others were too busy chatting. The next time I was camping and standing outside with my partner, our mate and his dad. We were chatting away and I see a fireball flying in the sky, I tried getting the others attention but by the time they looked up it had gone behind the cabins nearby. Everyone thinks I was seeing things.
How big were the fireballs and what color? I've seen a decent sized meteor/fireball streak across the sky and explode (way, way bigger than a shooting star, but not big enough to wake the whole city). It was bluish green. At first I thought it had to be an explosion from a chemical plant or something (except it was coming down instead of going up somehow...), but when I looked up what it could have been later, I found that fireballs from meteors are often blue/green. Apparently, they're quite common, but the average person never sees one. If you spend a lot of time in the wildenerness where you can clearly see the sky at night, you have a much greater chance, though. I would love to see one again. It was so beautiful.
Load More Replies...I have a few but my most recent: my grandma who I was very close to passed away about 3 years ago. One night I was sitting in my family room thinking about her and I suddenly smelled the overwhelming scent of her perfume. There's no way to explain it. Nothing of hers in the room with me and I was by myself. I just know it was her in the room. I felt her presence.
I get that with people who are still living. I'm honestly not sure what it is, could be supernatural, could be synesthesia, but it very rarely happens. something that's more frequent, if I'm really craving a food, then I can taste it,but sometimes the flavour is oddly different and I can't place why.
Load More Replies...When I was like 3-4 I was hit by lightning. I remember my dad telling my to get my doll carriage-which was a 50s style real baby carriage with the metal sides an big wheels-off the front lawn. As I was walking to it i saw a blue light come down an hit the street. Then it did a snake walk lazily towards where I was. Next I know I'm in the bushes. If there weren't there I'd have been bounced off the side of the house. So my dad comes back out hearing the noise an sees me. Said "oh ground lightning". Like ok. But am I ok?? Yeah. It snapped right at my feet and because I had my hands on the carriage the rubber wheels grounded most of the charge. But it do know everything hurt. Later in life like 20 or so I was electrocuted at a job. You feel the marrow in your bone pop an explode. And you can't move. Only think an realize it's happening. I used to get shocks from plugs in walls. So I have a habit of pulling them out by the cords. Bow I just need to hit the lottery...
Reminds me of my father's. To this day he remembers being outside playing baseball (in the 50s or 60s, I'm not sure of the year. He was a teen at the time and 100% sober) and he and some friends saw a UFO flying over Brooklyn. They contacted the authorities as best they could but no-one believed a bunch of kids. I found a book on UFOs a while back that pretty much confirmed there were a number of sightings at that time
My one uncle claimed to see Bigfoot, but as he hunted while drunk, I hope it's understandable why we didn't believe him. (We did however find bear tracks.)
I was walking home late from work, drizzly day so I had a trenchcoat. Car turns too from very busy main street onto badly-lit street I am in the middle of crossing (it's not going SUPER fast but still enough to be dangerous). I instinctively tried to jump out of the way (backwards, not sideways, like an idiot). My foot comes down on the fender, bends my ankle so my other foot comes down on the hood. Trying not to fall I get another few steps that take me over the hood, land on my butt on the trunk and am left standing in the middle of the road - a wicked bruise on my thigh but otherwise completely unharmed - as the a****** driving speeds off down the empty street without stopping. TL/DR: I channeled The Matrix and literally leapt over a car and nonine saw!
When I was 10 years old. my mom went back to school. There were 7 of us so the school put us up in a house big enough for a covered front porch with several chairs. It was also across the street from the park so we liked to sit there and watch the world go by. One day we were watching a couple of our favorite squirrels do their thing when it started raining. One went back to their tree in the park and the other ran under a lilac bush. The rain started coming down hard so the one in the bush decided to make a dash for the safety of his tree. As he ran across the street, the second he touched the manhole cover, it was hit by lightning. It was just...gone. My dad, one brother and I all saw it but no one else believed a squirrel could be vaporized. When the rain stopped we went out and couldn't find a thing.
I have one. Almost every time someone is talking to me, I see the words they're speaking written out in the air next to them, kind of like subtitles. Just the words showing up as the person says them. Other stuff too--a bunch of question marks when they look confused or a cartoony raincloud for moody. It's like I'm living in a comic book, or that movie spiderman: into the spiderverse. It's kinda fun sometimes, but god does it get annoying. Makes it really difficult to tune things out sometimes, and a bunch of people talking over each other drives me crazy. Also rap is difficult to listen to.
This is called "Tickertaping". It's a very rare type of synesthesia, though some would argue it's a different phenomenon altogether. "...tickertaping is an explicit expression of the close interconnection between phonemic and graphemic representations of words which, for reasons we do not yet understand, manifests as visual imagery with a varying degree of automaticity." Here is some good info if interested: https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC4566903/
Load More Replies...When I was 9, my friend lived across the street from me. It was her birthday but she was out of town with her parents that weekend. I made her a card and thought I'd go leave it between her doors for when she got home later that night. It was winter and was dark early. I went up a narrow walk between two fences to her door, then left. As I was about 20 feet away I turned around to make sure I'd closed her screen door tightly and there, at the door under a dim porch light was a man standing looking down at where I'd left the card. He wore a dark brown suit and a bowler hat. It was all very old dress. He didn't move. Everything was oddly quiet. I in fact blinked many times, even turned around to check another time. I thought it had to be a trick of the light. No, each time he was there, like a statue, just gazing down at where the card would be, between the doors. I found out the next day that they'd been gone to her Uncle's funeral and he'd been buried with his favorite bowler.
I don't know how early it actually started, but I was about three when I was aware of the frequent visits of the curtain people. I used to tell my family about them. I suppose they thought I was just making it up. But that was the beginning of a lifetime of experiencing things that can't be explained by logic or science. I've given up trying to prove it, and I've given up trying to explain to people who cannot understand.
Same here. I don't talk about any of those things anymore because most people get scared and change the subject.
Load More Replies...About 3 years ago I was on my own watching tv when suddenly my body jerked forward and froze. My jaw was wide open like a scream, hands clenched. I couldn't move at all but I could still hear and see. Only then my hearing became delayed. As in I could see what ad was on the tv but I would only hear is 10 or so seconds later. I was trying to will myself out of it and I felt so strange. Started to wonder if I was dying. Eventually I started to be able to rock slowly and fought to hard against it until I hit the floor and regained control. I was absolutely terrified. I went to my doctor about it thinking it was a seizure and he said he'd never heard of anything like that before. It never happened since.
It does sound like a seizure of some kind, hope your Doc. Checked out your brain
Load More Replies...I remember on my way home from school one time, I heard this clicking sound coming up from behind me. I thought it was some annoying kid but then a deer ran by. The clicking Sound was made by the hoofs of the deer running on concrete. This was in a City in germany with no forests nearby, so I still don't know why or how there was a deer
I saw a giant, cigar shaped object (almost like an elongated blimp) hovering slowly across the horizon (above the ocean) - however you could only see it if you had glasses on, it was completely invisible to the naked eye. Absolutely bizarre and cannot explain what it could have been.
Have heard stories about the cigar shaped UFOs
Load More Replies...Haven't read all of them but it looks like people are tending toward ghostly or alien things. Don't believe in either. I don't think anyone's lying, I just think there must be other explanations. Anyway, mine isn't like that. So when my daughter was about 7 or so she had a hamster named Hammy. He escaped from his cage one day and we searched and searched for him . Like for days. He was beloved by the whole family. After we had given up thinking he got in a vent or something. Thought he was gone forever, he'd been gone for weeks, I heard a little scratchy scratch in the tv room. I investigated obviously and there was Hammy. He'd been living in my daughters fold up Barbie house. When I opened it up, there he was!! There was pee and poop in it but the crazy part was when I opened the miniature fridge it was stuffed with his food!!' He must have been moving house and gone back and forth to his food dish to stock his new home!!!
I was once playing with my friends at a local playground which was near a rather steep railway bridge. I was about 13 years (before I discovered boys) We were on the pavement that went over the bridge and I saw my sister (who is 8 years older than me) walking to work, she had her yogurts in her hand and was wearing her denim jacket (this was the 1980's). So, wanting to say hello to her I checked the road both ways so that I wouldn't get run over and hurried across the road to talk to my sister. When I got there she wasn't there. No one was there. I jogged to the top of the hill to see if she was on the other side of the bridge and again no one was there. I'd seen a very detailed vision of my sister but no one else saw it. My friends thought I was bullshitting them. I know usually these sorts of visions end with 'when I got home I found out she'd been killed' etc but my sister was safe and well and is still alive to this day.
When I was about 5 or 6, I was playing at the playground in our apartment complex. I found an earth worm. Carried up the ramp to go down the slide together (no clue why) and when I sat down at the top of the slide, I looked down at the worm wiggling on my palm. It disappeared into the palm of my hand. Must've blinked or something but it freaked me out so badly! I haven't and I'll never hold another worm again. So creepy!
When I was a small child my family lived in a small apartment. Sometimes at night when I would walk past the bathroom I would have a weird feeling and I would feel someone tickling me. A few times I even heard laughing.
I like stories like this, even though they’re all totally explainable. There’s a podcast I like that has stories similar to this thread, it’s called Spooked.
I can sometimes get what I call "visions". They started around 5-ish years ago and have happened ever since. So, I'll be lost in thought, or at the edge of sleep, or even while talking to someone. I'll close my eyes and suddenly there's a scene in my mind. One I remember vividly. We go to KFC, and a particular one too. There's one that has a "super target" across the street. Well, we ate there and got done and everything. This was where I could see my vision playing out *exactly* how I originally saw it. We were approaching our car, which was a black KIA. I'm maybe 10. Where I live, it very rarely gets cold. But that night, it was cold. I had a purple parka on, black leggings with doodles on them, my hair down, and my converse on. My dad was wearing a grey jacket with a lot of pockets, a green shirt on, and some jeans. My stepmom has a leather jacket, black pants, and black cowboy boots, carrying a Boba Fett handbag. I told my dad about it, but I think he's still skeptical.
I was 11 (1991) when we moved into a rented house. I heard my mom occasionally talking to another person as if they were there, but my sister and I were in our bedroom and my dad was at work. The person was a woman. Once, I heard a crash, like something was thrown against a wall. My mom said that she knew what the lady was trying to do and it didn't scare her. I went downstairs and asked what was wrong, my mom said nothing and was cleaning up a plant pot that was broken on the floor. My mom and dad took a weekend job putting ads in the Sunday newspapers. I would be woken up and sit in the living room for a few hours until they came home. On one of those nights, I had a sudden feeling of intense dread. It felt like something was next to my chair and watching me. It went away after a few minutes and everything felt normal again. Years later my mom told me the house had been haunted, and
One time I was driving through Kansas and looked out the window of the car. And I saw a PEACOCK CHILLING ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD. No one has ever believed me.
The human mind is a wonderous thing. It can make us see and experience things we can't explain.
OR, we ACTUALLY see and experience things we can't explain
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