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38 True Stories Of Bizarre Events That Defy All Logic
Article created by: Rugilė Žemaitytė
Most of human life is spent trying to understand why things are the way they are. But even after thousands of years of existence, we still don’t have all the answers. This becomes especially obvious when we encounter something in our personal lives that we can’t find an explanation for, like eerie coincidences, déjà vus, or vivid dreams.
We found many other similar experiences people shared under this popular thread, which we compiled in the list below for you to enjoy. It’s all just a scroll away!
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#1
Less crazy than the other stories on this thread but one time I was at the servo filling my car up at night time and there was a hospital across the road. a man with no shirt on wearing proper suit pants and formal leather shoes ran from the dark across the road into the servo. he was in there for 5 minutes then sprinted back into the dark. i walk in to pay for my petrol and the guy serving tells me that the random guy in the suit pants payed for my $50 tank of petrol ... i had so many questions.
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#2
I think I've shared this before but here we go:
As a kid, I had an imaginary friend who I would play with a lot. I had few "real" friends but I was also more of an outcast in daycare and kindergarten so sometimes, that imaginary friend was all I had.
My mother said I'd always describe him as very similar looking. When I was around pre-school age, my mother said we needed to talk about my friend and I said that I'm fine with keeping Joshua around because I was scared of starting school alone. Her face just froze in shock and she never brought it up again. I didn't realize why until my grandma explained years later that I had a twin brother who didn't make it and my parents were planning on naming him Joshua.
The only logical explanation I have is that I picked it up when I was very little but my grandma said that my parents literally never talked about it because they didn't cope well with the loss at all. It's still very strange.
#3
When my grandmother passed away, my brother was living out of state, so my parents and I cleaned out the house and I moved in. We found a suitcase that my dad thought had the last of my grandfather's clothes.
My grandfather died a few years before my brother and I were born, but I've always felt a strong connection to him, so I was really curious to see inside the suitcase. How big was my grandfather? What did he smell like?
Unfortunately, the suitcase was locked. Dad said he'd look for the key, but really, we stuffed it under the bed and forgot about it.
A couple of years go by, and I stumble across the suitcase again. Dad hadn't found the key, but my brother has been learning a bit about locksmithing. I text him and ask if he would be interested in trying to open the suitcase. I'm still curious about what's inside.
The suitcase was locked. I tried to open it multiple times, multiple ways. Couldn't get the thing open. I took it over to my parents for my brother to try to open on his next visit.
My dad and I were standing outside talking when my dad falls silent, in awe. My brother was standing in the driveway, wearing my grandfather's clothes. They fit him perfectly, except for being an inch too long in the hem.
"Oh, wow! How'd you get the suitcase open?" I asked.
"It wasn't locked," he said. "It opened right up. Isn't this the coolest sweater?"
What can I say? Those clothes were meant to be his.
#4
About 9 years ago, I was searching our file cabinet for a document I needed. I had piles of papers all over the bed, searched for an hour, meticulously. Could not find it. Suddenly, the tv across the room (which is NOT on) makes a clicking noise. I stop what I'm doing, look up and over at the tv. I see nothing out of the ordinary, so I turn back to the pile of papers....and the document I had been searching for is right on top, like it was placed there. I looked up, said thank you, and put away the papers I didn't need.
#5
A few weeks before my grandad died in April I started wearing 2 rings I had inherited from a family member on a chain around my neck. I've had them for years and always wear them when I feel like I need a bit of luck or support. Makes me feel as if someone is looking out for me even though I don't really believe in the afterlife or the supernatural. I knew he was sick so I'd not long started wearing them again, only I'd had to put them on a chain this time bc the uniform policy in work meant I couldn't wear them as I usually did on my finger. The clasp on the chain can be quite stiff to open, so I'd just throw it over my head with the rings attached bc it's long enough to not have to open, so the rings and the chain had been together for a few weeks at this point without me ever opening the clasp, bc there was no need.
So I was in work with another colleague about 2 feet away from me. I had the rings tucked well down my shirt (hanging right around heart level), my uniform zipped up over them, a plastic apron and my gloves on (I'm a nurse). I was busy doing something so my hands weren't anywhere near the rings, and I wasn't even thinking about them. There wasn't any way I could've touched them or got them caught on anything.
Then I felt something cold touch my stomach and the next thing I knew one of the rings had dropped onto the floor. I was confused at how it'd happened and thought maybe the chain had broken (even though it's quite sturdy) and didn't want to lose it, so I took my apron and gloves off and pulled the chain out of my shirt. The chain was intact and still clasped tightly together. And the other ring was still on it. So somehow, one ring had come cleanly off the chain without the other one falling off, and with the chain still clasped together.
My colleague was just staring at me, and I'm not really a believer in the supernatural, like I said, so I just joked saying "I hope that wasn't a sign or someone trying to tell me something!" and laughed it off. Not 5 mins later I got the call to say my grandad had deteriorated and I needed to come home. I left work that day to care for him and 2 weeks later he died.
I know there's got to be an explanation for it, but part of me doesn't want to know it bc the mystery makes me feel like maybe I was actually being looked out for. I wear the rings on my finger now bc I can't shake the feeling that there was something more to that little mystery than the logical side of my brain wants to believe.
#6
This was about 20 years ago. My teenage sister was talking to my mom and me in the living room one afternoon.
She gets a weird look on her face, stops mid sentence and says
"I have to answer the phone."
It wasn't ringing.
My family, like everyone, had a landline phone in the mid 90'S. It was wall mounted in the next room over, the kitchen.
As she walks toward the kitchen, the phone begins to ring.
"Hello? Yes, this is she." (She never talked like this).
"Yes. Yes. Okay. I will."
She hangs up the phone. No goodbye.
My mom and I are pretty unnerved at this point.
"Who was that?" We ask.
"Who was who?" She responds.
"On the phone!" We say.
"When was I on the phone?" She replies, thinking we're full of it.
She had (and still has) no recollection of what had just happened.
I think about it constantly, 20 years later.
#7
Recently, I was on the couch watching something and I heard a crash from my washer and dryer room. My cat also shot up and looked in the direction of the door. It sounded like a broom fell over, or maybe one of the plastic tubs. Freaked me out as I already don't really like that room in the first place, plus it was very late at night and I live alone. Also because of the pull string door that leads to the creepy attic. Decided I was not going to be like every idiot in a horror movie and investigate what the noise was. I literally sat there on my couch for hours. The next day, I decided I had enough courage to take a peak and literally saw nothing touched. Both brooms were still propped up against the wall. All the plastic tubs were sitting perfectly. I have no idea what that noise was and I don't really care to find out.
#8
When I was 9 or 10, we had a big family reunion at my great aunt's big Victorian house that her family grew up in, which she inherited. I got bored though because there weren't other kids there my age, so I went exploring through the house and found a check writing machine in the upstairs office or library kind of room. I remember the machine was black and gold and had lots of little levers where you'd select the individual numbers then pull down on another lever to stamp the check. I'd put in pieces of paper that were on the desk and look at the numbers stamped on it.
I was playing with that when I very clearly heard another kid in the hallway say "you're not supposed to play with guns, Bill."
My name wasn't Bill, and I wasn't playing with guns. I remember saying "I'm not." Then some moments passed and I got curious about another kid maybe my age being there, so I hopped up and looked into the hallway to find him, but there was nobody there. And nobody around my age downstairs or outside where everybody else was either. I figured at the time it was maybe some neighbor kid who ran out.
I didn't really think about it again until I was 18 or 19 and my mother told me her father (Grandpa Bill, my great aunt's brother who grew up there too) had accidentally shot his friend in that house when he was a kid, when playing with his father's pistol. Then when I was in my 40's, I was driving my great Aunt somewhere (now in her 90's), and I asked where in the house Bill had that accident, and she said in that upstairs office.
I'm not religious, but that just seems too specific. Maybe it's a wild coincidence. I still can't explain it all these years later, and it's the only thing that keeps bugging me in my life.
#9
My mother always told me to look for signs. She was very spiritual, not religious, but she did believe in angels and spirit guides and all that. I never believed in any of that stuff. But she would always tell me that all these entities from heaven would send you signs as long as you were looking for them. License plate numbers, radio stations, headlines on newspapers, and of course white feathers. She always told me ask my angels for guidance whenever I was having trouble and to look for white feathers.
Well i joined the military a few years ago and got shipped to boot camp. I was the underachiever of all my siblings, so It was the only thing worthwhile I had done with my life up until that point, I needed to make myself and my family proud, I had to prove that I could do it. I injured my hip during a training exercise near the end and was terrified of not being able to complete the training being sent back home a failure. We had a 20 mile ruck march and a grueling 5 days in the field coming up, and I wasn't sure if I'd be able to make it with my bad hip. So, as a desperate reach, I asked my angels for guidance. And I kid you not, 2 minutes later I walk over to my bunk and what do I see laying there on my blanket but a little white feather. And I start seeing them everywhere. On the floor, on my uniform, on my gear, outside even. I dont know if its just that I didn't notice them all before, or maybe the pillows in the bays were getting beat up after being used for months, but i kept seeing them.
And I marched 20 miles, did those 5 days, and passed my final PT test with flying colors.
#10
I climb up cell phone towers for a living. One time I was on top of a 350 ft tower, waiting for some test results.
I got hit in the face with a small object. It hit me hard enough to bruise my eye. No idea what it was or where it came from. Part of a plane? Giant bug? No idea.
#11
When I was a kid I had a lava lamp, when it was on it was getting really hot. Since it was yellow I was using it to drawing at night. So I was sitting there, drawing when all of the sudden the lamp turned itself off. I started panicking because I'm really afraid of the dark and I started calling my mum for help. She came into my room and when I explained the situation she said the lamp was never turned on, I was sitting in the dark all this time. I touched the lamp and it was cold...
#12
At a lunch table in high school I exasperatedly put my head down and had a thought in the form of a question. My best friend a few seats down responded to my question and everyone looked at her. I asked if I said it out loud and everyone agreed I had said nothing. It was weird. We've been friends since 7th grade, I was MOH at her wedding, and was in the room with her and her husband when she gave birth to her daughter. We still make jokes about that time she read my mind in high school lol.
#13
When I was around 8-9 years old, it was the first time my parents let me stay home alone since they were out doing something (dinner or something of that sort.) i can’t remember exactly. it was around 10:00-10:30 pm i would say, as it was very dark outside. I heard some weird scratching and whispering sounds coming from downstairs, (my room was on the top floor) and I was starting to get a little antsy. I opened my door and exited my room, the scratching was getting louder, and whispering was getting more intense. For whatever reason, just about every light in the house was turned off, so when I exited my room it was pretty much pitch black in the hallway, aside from the light coming from my room. I went out into the hallway and flipped the switch on, the light turned on, and the scratching and whispering noises suddenly just stopped all together. I looked down the stairs, and I see a hand and arm curve around the corner leading into the living room, and it started to make a sort of come hither motion with its finger. Keep in mind, this hand was incredibly disproportionate to what a normal human hand should look like. The fingers were way too long and the nails were massive. The entire situation was just wrong, and I was absolutely terrified. I just ran back into my room and hid in the closet for the next half hour until my parents got home. When they arrived they called me back down, and I was incredibly disturbed to find numerous tiny scratch marks etched into the ceiling and walls right beneath my room. I asked my parents if they had been home for a while, and of course they said that they hadn’t. I tried to explain what happened, but I doubt that they believed me at all. I still get a weird and deeply disturbed feeling when approaching stairs, which is an odd fear to say the least. This is easily the strangest thing I have ever experienced, and it still doesn’t make sense to me to think about now.
#14
I was laying in bed one morning, and I felt pure evil on the foot of my bed. I cant explain it, but it terrified and paralyzed me, making me like a deer in headlights. My heart dropped and I felt the need to escape.
It was early in the morning and my late husband was playing wow on the computer in the living room. After a few minutes, I mustered the energy to run OUT OF MY ROOM. I ran to my husband and grabbed him, sobbing about this thing.
Not even 30 seconds later we heard the smoke alarm go off and it smelt like sulfur and an electrical fire in the part of the room I felt that thing. Then, about a minute later, the smell passed. There was no fire, nothing amiss, and everything was fine. I didn't feel that THING anymore and it just went away.
I never felt anything like that before or since, and I had a witness so I know I didn't imagine the whole thing. I simply can't explain it.
#15
In my early twenties, I had a lot going on in my life. I had left school, had started a new career, was engaged to my high school sweetheart, and my anxiety was building up.
This was in the mid-80s, and I wore a watch. It was a gold Timex analog watch that my father gave to me. I always set the watch on my bedside table before going to sleep.
I was becoming very anxious about deadlines, and I found myself constantly checking my watch to make sure I didn't fall behind with anything.
One morning, I woke-up and reached to my bedside table, and my watch was missing. I checked around the table. I crawled over the edge on the bed and looked upside-down under the bed. No watch. I got up and looked around the base of the bedside table. No watch.
I showered, got dressed, checked my yesterday clothes' pockets. No watch. I checked in other parts of the house. No watch. I asked my fiancee about if she had seen it. She had not, and to this day I know she was telling the truth.
The strange thing is that this morning was the morning of my first day feeling like all anxiety was lifted from me. I felt 100% better about everything, and my stress level was even better than it had ever been.
I never, ever found the watch. (And I've never worn one since.).
#16
I have way too many instances of knowing when someone is going to call me or calling them at the same time. So much so that even my husband has noticed it. I'm talking random phone calls from people I haven't spoken to in a while.
#17
When I was younger, I was staying at a friends house. His parents made him take piano lessons, so they had a piano in their living room. From the basement, around midnight, we heard a short little melody (5 seconds) play on the piano. His parents did not play, and we did not hear anyone walking around upstairs. Scared both of us. My only explanation is that his cat jumped on it and coincidentally played something pleasing. Seems hard to believe though.
#18
I was sitting in my room listening to music and the volume kept turning down, i turned it back up. the third time it happened i heard a loud sigh and it went down again. a few weeks later my brother threw a cricket bat at me and it made a hole in the wall. inside the hole was a pair of old lady stockings tied around a clump of hair. we freaked out. we had to put a poster over the hole in the wall so dad didn't lose his mind so we didn't tell anyone. freaky - and my brother was only about 8 so no he wasn't messing with me.
i was haunted by a voodoo grandma who hated duran duran.
#19
One time me, my brother and mom were in a McDonalds drive thru getting McFlurrys, and my brother pointed to the sky through the car windsheild and there was a bike in the sky with a man just riding on it, it had balloons floating above it like in Up. All three of us saw it, it wasn’t imaginary, although my brother forgot this happened (he was pretty young at the time), me and my mom have not forgot.
#20
When my sisters and I were little, we used to spend the night at our grandparents' house quite frequently. It was just a tiny house, so there probably wasn't much need, but I remember my grandpa would always check in on us before turning in.
He died in December of 2018. I was living with my mom then, having only just gotten out of a bad relationship in September. Anyway, the night we got his urn back, I remember being woken up because my door opened on its own. Something that had never happened before, because the door was heavy, and sat crooked in its frame, so it wasn't easy to open.
And yet it just *did.* Coincidentally on the same night grandpa's urn came home. I'm not a huge paranormal buff or anything like that, but I couldn't help feeling like maybe he was checking in on me.
#21
My roommate found a strange key in their car. They did not drive anyone around, car was locked, windows rolled up, and a key that went to nothing that we owned was sitting perfectly in the middle of the passenger seat.
#22
When I was around 17 or 18 (I'm 42 now) I accidentally got my girlfriend pregnant. She had a miscarriage early on so needless to say it was a really stressful time, and nobody knew about any of it.
One morning a few days after the miscarriage, my mom pulls me aside and asks me if my girlfriend is pregnant. I went in to full panic mode and asked her what she was talking about. Evidently she had a dream that she was standing on a beach and turned around and a little girl was there with her arms outstretched like she wanted to be picked up. The little girl called her grandma.
I still get chills about that...
#23
My husband worked for a small old folks home. They only had three residents and his aunt ran the place. I had college classes nearby and would often come hang out for a few hours at the end of his shift and visit with the residents.
One night my husband got the residents to bed and went downstairs to collect his paycheck while I turned off lights. As I reached the top of the stairs, I turned to look into the hallway leading to the residents rooms.
Standing outside the room of one of the residents was a woman. She was wearing an old pale green Victorian style dress, and had her ear pressed to the door. I opened my mouth to say something, and she looked directly at me, put a finger to her lips and shushed me.
I turned and practically fell down the stairs. When I got to the owner’s office, she took in the expression on my face and said, “you saw the woman in green”. Not a question. I confirmed and she asked whose room she was interested in. When I told her, she nodded and sighed.
The next morning, the owner called us to let us know that the target resident was found comatose in her bed. She passed away later that day.
#24
I was on public transit one time, and saw someone that was just about the same height as me and looked to have my body type. i just shrugged it off at the moment, as a taller girl with a slightly bigger frame, it's not that rare. the only seat is the one directly across from her, so i sit down and put my headphones in. i tend to people watch while i ride to school, so i started to do exactly that. i take a closer look at the girl in front of me, same shade, cut and color hair. huh. weird. her head is down, so i can't see her face, but when the bell dings to tell that it's the next stop, she looks up. oh. my. lord. she has my face. she looks up at me and blinks twice. same color eyes. i have very odd eyes, so brown they look black. her eyes are so brown they look black. she stands up and walks off the bus. i turn to see her go, sure my eyes are playing tricks on me. she's gone. it's like she walked off the bus and just fell into a worm hole. i look at the spot we stopped. no girl there. was creeped out for the entire week.
#25
Spent a week in the highlands of Scotland with my SO, his 3 brothers, their wives and kids. We rented a building at some huge house in the middle of nowhere (if you've been to the highlands, you'll know what I mean) this building had 3 floors and we were all on the second floor watching TV. My SO was about to go for a cigarette downstairs, he opens the door onto the hallway and stops. 'I can hear someone sweeping downstairs' we all stood and listened. We all heard it and and crept downstairs together. No one was down there.
The next night I was on the top floor in the bathroom, someone walked down the corridor and stood outside the bathroom, I could see their shadow under the door. I called out and said I would be a moment. I came out and no one was there but I could still the shadow under the door just before I opened it.
The building also had a pulley system to bring bags up from the bottom floor (it was not used and chained up) but we could hear it moving during the night. One night my SO's brother went mental at the kids (4 boys aged between 8 and 13) because he could hear them running up and down the halls and it was really late, he went into their room and they were all fast asleep.
By the end of the week we were all sleeping with the lights on and made sure we were all together in the same room in the evenings before bed.
#26
When i was 6, i woke up one night not remembering my past, it felt like i was reborn or something. I couldn't recall anything, except one dream about stepping on a big green caterpillar. I've never told anyone about this, nor do i remember my childhood before 6.
#27
Years ago, I went to the movies with my mother, and we decided to see another movie afterwards. It was a simpler time, lol. So my mom was calling my dad to tell him we would be home late. As she was on the phone with him, my phone rang. I looked at the screen and it said my mother's name. She definitely wasn't just messing with me, because she showed me her screen, connected to my house phone. We had just seen a horror film and I was too afraid to pick it up. Kinda wish I did, though. But in retrospect, it was probably a number spoofing bot. Not sure those were as popular over a decade ago though, so I have no idea.
#28
One time when I was a kid in elementary school I woke up in the middle of the night and felt extremely paranoid. When I looked towards my door I saw the figure of my mother standing there. Just a black silhouette in my doorway. I called out to her ("mom") with no answer. She started walking towards me and I kept calling her over and over with no response. She came up to my bed and bent over but her silhouette was still all black, I couldn't see clothing or her face. I then covered the blankets over my head and layed there for a few minutes too scared to uncover myself. Eventually when I did, the silhouette was gone and I was alone again. I swear I was 100% awake and can still feel the fear I felt as I did back then. I have no idea why I saw that.
#29
One time I was at a super old, but also very high end restaurant in my hometown. There have always been rumors the place was haunted, as the building is over 100 years old and it’s been known to have a few “ghost sightings.” I went to use the restroom, but the whole time I was there, it felt like I was being watched. I went to wash my hands, looked in the mirror, nothing weird. Looked at my hands, and saw blood everywhere, all over my hands, all over the sink, it was on my clothes, it was everywhere. I looked up in the mirror really fast and looked back at my hands - totally normal, clean hands, nothing weird at all.
I left the restroom shaken. I’ve never been to that restaurant since.
#30
So I work as a busboy in a little family-owned country restaurant. The building was built in 1887 as a family home, but it was abandoned by 1900. My boss bought it around 2000 and renovated it, and it’s now a restaurant.
And we have a bit of a ghost problem
Nothing too bad mind you, just occasional glimpses and people who shouldn’t be there. There’s a woman in a rocking chair in one corner who isn’t there and a little boy who stares into the oven before disappearing. I’ve seen one too. It’s an older woman dressed in black who sits at a table, alone. She seems so sad. I’ve only seen her out of the corner of my eye while walking past that room. I’ll walk past and think “oh I didn’t know there was anyone in that room” and then I’ll go back and realize I was right. There isn’t anyone in that room
By far the weirdest incident though was this: one day, maybe a year ago around 3 PM I’m sweeping the floors and I hear this crashing noise from down the hall. Everyone else hears it too. It sounds like a pile of plates or glass falling over and shattering. But there’s nothing. We looked through the entire building and nothing’s broken. Nothing fell.
About a month ago, a storm came and a tree fell right through the window in the room I was sweeping in. The same room where the lady in black appears.
Anyway we have great fried chicken.
#31
Once I had a dream where I was picking up the paper from the porch, and a piece on page 1 said something like “the lions are in town” and thought when I woke up “what a stupid dream”. The next morning I picked up the paper from the porch, and a piece on page 1 said something like “the Lions are in town”; the capitalization was indeed different, but that was pretty much the only difference. This is the only time anything like this has happened to me.
#32
A few months ago I woke to see a tall dark figure standing over my bed but because I suffer from sleep paralysis I just assumed I was hallucinating and went back to sleep. My mother-in-law was staying over that night in the spare room and in the morning she started telling me how she woke to the feeling like she was being watched. Scared the heck out of me.
#33
My (now ex-) wife and I moved in with her dad after we relocated to a new state. He has this huge house that he had converted from a barn. I took a job working overnights shortly after we got there. On my days off, I’d stay up all night to keep my sleep schedule. One night we were playing Yahtzee at the kitchen table. We both heard someone walk from our bedroom (right above the kitchen) down the hallway to the top of the stairs. I got up and nearly ran to the stairs to see who was up there, because it should’ve been nobody. I went up the stairs and down the hall to our bedroom, checking the other rooms along the way. No one in the other rooms, no one in our bedroom, and I passed no one on my way up. I’m not saying it was ghosts or whatever, but 20 years later I still have no real explanation for those sounds.
#34
I share a room with my brother and our bedroom door will randomly open if you don't close it a certain way. We used to get scared as kids when it would randomly open, so now every night we make sure its closed the "right way" before we go to bed.
One night, my brother and I were watching TV and eventually we just got too tired, so we didn't bother closing the door the proper way. We eventually just knocked out. Then later that night I randomly wake up. It's dark and I see a shadowy figure of a man walk across my room. I try screaming and moving but I can't. It was the first time I had sleep paralysis. I see the figure walk towards the window near the bed my brother was sleeping in and just stare out the window. Eventually I fall back asleep.
The next morning I go to work and tell my coworker about the dream I had last night. She reassures me that I just had sleep paralysis, and it's nothing to worry about because she gets it all the time. I'm like "yeah, I was just really tired last night so it probably was sleep paralysis."
When I get home from work, my sister's home. I tell her "Yo, I had the craziest dream last night, I think I had sleep paralysis" But before I tell her my dream she said, "You had sleep paralysis? No you didn't because I think I saw you randomly walk into my room last night and stare out the window."
I was tripping out because she told me exactly what I saw before I even told her! I don't think it could've been a stranger or a burglar in the house because I have four dogs and they would have been barking the entire time. Probably one of the most weirdest things that happened to me.
#35
When I was a kid, pre teens, I would see a silhouette of a person standing on my doorway from time to time late at night. The figure never entered the room but just kinda stood there and didn't move. Normally I'd just hide under the covers because it's presence terrified me. I know that it wasn't a dream because my brother who is the same age can verify that he often saw the same thing.
Because my brother saw it too and often times the same night, that disproved that it could've been my imagination or a hallucination or even a dream. Also, the figure was taller than anyone else who lived in the house and I also saw it at my grandparents house. So it couldn't have been someone in my family either.
I haven't seen it in years now, but I never really found an explanation for it.
#36
Not really happened to me, but my mom experienced me saying some creepy things to her.
When I was young, around 5-6 years old, I had a best imaginary friend named Girl (yes, I’m a creative genius). Anyways I’m in the back seat yelling about how Girl isn’t wearing her seatbelt, but as soon as we start to cross this random bridge my mom said I just stopped, looked out the window and said, “That’s where I died.”
Needless to say I’m still creeped out by that story.
#37
As a child my Imaginary Friend Mike. Knobody believes me to this day. He was a kid like me and stayed in the tree outside my window, and would come down to my window and knock. If not he would just come out of my closet. My mom recently told me that she would freak out when she would listen over the baby monitor, she said she would hear noises that were consistent with someone else being there but would quickly go check and see nothing. She said one time she freaked out so much that she had me sleep with her and dad for two months straight. We moved out shortly therafter.
#38
When I was 10-ish my mother, sister and I moved into an apartment. Two bed two bath, but from the start I couldn't handle using the bathroom in the room my sister and I shared. Something just felt wrong in there, like the bathroom was breathing and I was being watched, so I used my mom's. Eventually my sister refused to sleep in our room at all and moved her mattress into the living room.
I got sick a lot during the year we lived there. At night I sometimes woke to the sound of footsteps approaching my bed from the bathroom, and when I would sit up to look the sound always stopped. I begged my sister and her friends to keep the bathroom door closed after coming in to use it, but they'd often forget and I'd wake late at night to a black hole of an open door and that breathing sensation.
Eventually my sister's boyfriend, who often spent the night, told her he sometimes saw shadows looming over my bed at night. My religious grandma visited once, stepped into my room and started speaking tongues. I don't know, it all sounds superstitious and hoaky, but that place messed with me until we moved.
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