We humans are curious creatures, and our desire to know how everything works drives us to explore as far as we can see. But the universe isn't always willing to give us all the answers.
On the contrary, as one Reddit thread shows, sometimes we're left in the dark and simply have to accept the limits of our perception and cognition.
Created by platform user elibwell, it asked people the question, "What is the strangest thing that happened to you that you can’t logically explain?" and quickly went viral.
Since then, people have shared plenty of interesting stories, proving that life can easily be stranger than fiction. Here are some of the most memorable ones.
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In 1996, I had just dropped out of University and was moving home to my parent's place. My tail was firmly between my legs, I had almost no money and no job prospects. Basically I was screwed.
I had an old Jeep Comanchee with all my belongings in the back and 200 miles to go. I borrowed $20 from a friend for gas and started the trip. I got to a point that was 30 miles from home and was on empty. I pulled into a gas station/rest stop and sort of cried for a minute in my truck. I needed $5 for gas to make it the rest of the way and had nothing. There was no way I could call my dad and ask for help...he was already so disappointed.
After a minute I started searching around my truck for change...anything...I opened the glove box and there were these paper 'loyalty bucks' for a gas station that I never used. It turns out it was the exact gas station that I was stopped at. $4.70 worth of bucks. I found another $2.00 in change, put $6.00 in the gas tank and bought a coke.
I made it home.
Fast forward 20 years, I had sorted my cr*p out and am a lawyer...that Gas Station hired me as their outside counsel...I got to tell this story to the President of the company.
I’m a firefighter and we got a call for an overdose around 3 am to a rough part of our district in the middle of winter. Unfortunately the patient was long gone and her dealer or whatever found her like that when he dropped some stuff. As we were packing up our stuff mind you this is a absolutely trashed mobile home, I hear something down the hall that said “lights?” I ask my partner if he said anything as it was just him and I cleaning up he said no. I walk to the far end of the trailer where I heard it and shine my flashlight I get a reflection out of the window. They have a small tool shed and it had a flickering light, it peeked my interest so my partner and I go out there. We hear crying and notice the door is padlocked. We cut it, and this little six year old girl was in there. She said her mom puts her in there when she gets mad at her. She said she got scared when she heard the sirens and didn’t know what to do. To this day I have no idea what happened or where the voice came from, but I’ll take the win on it.
Was the 25th anniversary of my dads death. Was as always, thinking about it all day long. He was only 49 when he passed.
Was passing a funeral home and got kind of sad, little more than normal. Was just hitting me hard. I was as at a stop light.
Looked at car in front of me...
License Plates read: LUV DAD
As a child visiting my Grandma's house (My Mum's - mum), whenever I left the house I'd wave next door to Ken who was always sat in the bay window looking out at the sea. They lived right on the coast off the North Sea in Hartlepool (UK) We'd never really talk, but just a little wave before I went to get into the car.
One time I'm leaving my Grans house, I'm in front of my Mum who's stopped at the door to talk to my Gran. So I head down the steps and towards the gate. I turn back and see Ken in the window. Big smile as usual, waving at me. I give him a wave back. He stands up, gives me the thumbs up, and wanders towards the back of the room. My Mum comes walking down the steps and asks "Who are you waving at?" I replied "Ken".
To this day, I can remember my mam's face. She just went white, but didn't say anything to me.
It was only a few weeks later when she plucked up the courage to tell me, that Ken had died a few days prior to our visit to my Grans.
I don't believe in ghosts, but I know I saw him. I can still picture his striped grey sweater with light stripes across it. Him waving and getting up out of his chair. There was no-one else in the house, he lived by himself.
Brains are weird.
My mum alway swore that when she was seven she heard a knock at the door at 1 am and when she answered it , she saw her nan and said she'd wake everyone up, but her nan said" no I just came to see if you're all alright" and walked away. 2 days later they found out she died the night of her visit. My mum never believed in anything supernatural but always swore this was true.
When I was 10 years old I didn't want to go to school one day. I faked a stomachache so my Grandmother would let me stay home. Ive always been a bad liar, so my Gma tried to call my bluff. She told me if I was too sick for school then she would be scheduling me a Drs Appointment. 3 hours later I was rushed into emergency surgery. My fake illness was actually appendicitis and It was so inflamed that if I hadn't come in that day my appendix would have ruptured potentially killing me. I felt 100% fine that day. Faking sick saved my life...
One morning I woke up and noticed my camera was on top of the sofa opposite my bed. I knew I didn’t put it there because it was a very expensive camera and it could very easily fall from this place. I had placed it in my cabinet. I went over, picked it up, and turned it on and clicked the button to view photos. There were hundreds of photos of me sleeping, all seemingly taken from the back of the sofa. I was literally so freaked out, I couldn’t stop crying. I lived alone. It was just photo after photo of me sleeping. The photos were taken in “quick snap”, where the camera takes approx one photo per second. I later realised the camera didn’t even have a “quick snap” setting so technically it was impossible for the camera to take the photos at all. The time stamps suggest all photos were taken between 2 and 3am. I’ve never figured out wtf happened, how the camera got to the sofa, or how it is even possible for a camera with no quick snap to quick snap, but I still have a USB with the photos on it and it still freaks me the f- out.
When my daughter was little and she would get upset, something in the kitchen would randomly break. Happened way too many times to be coincidental and the things that broke did so in inexplicable ways. I clearly remember one instance very early in the morning standing in the kitchen, telling her she couldn’t have cake from the night before. She immediately looked angry and I heard a weird “plink” sound in the cupboard. Opened it to find the plate on the top of the stack was cracked in several places.
No signs of this in later years. She’s 24 now and I often allude to this and remind her boyfriend not to piss her off.
Hubs and I going up to my parents’ house on Christmas Eve. Hubs is driving, we’re in the mountains, there’s snow on the ground. It’s just past midnight.
I see a woman wearing shorts and a striped tee shirt, walking a dog, wearing no shoes. She has brown feathered hair- think Farrah Fawcet in the 80s. I turn to my husband to ask him if he sees this crazy woman... and she’s gone. Weirded myself out, but laughed it off.
Next day, I tell the story to my parents. They give each other a weird look, and my Dad says...
“I’ve seen her, too.”
Long story short, I lost a jacket at a roller rink when I was in 3rd grade. I had a lucky rabbit foot in the pocket that I bought at the skate shop inside.
Months later, my mother, who is adopted, found her birth mother and her half sister. The first time I went to my newly found Aunt's house, she said she had a jacket that might fit me. It was my jacket, rabbit foot still in the pocket.
Time slipped by my friend and I one day. We got a contract in another town and drove out daily for 2 weeks. It was 1 hour to get there and 1 hour back but one day it took us 3 hours to get back to town. My friend realized something was wrong when his wife called him up asking why he turned his phone off and why he was so late. We left a little before 2pm and the call came almost at 5pm.
To this day we can't explain it, and to further complicate matters we both have receipts from a gas station we stopped at just before we got on the highway that are time stamped a bit after 2pm. My theory is that the aliens took us for 2 hours but who the hell knows.
It usually takes me 3.5-4 hours to drive through Ohio. One time it only took an hour, but I didn't notice till someone asked how I got to their home so fast.
So this still baffles me but when I was a kid we had moved into a new house and while the realtor was showing us around the house I saw a lady sitting at a white dresser in a pink room and she even waved at me but when I asked my mom who that was she just brushed me off because she was trying to listen to the realtor. The weird thing is that there were no rooms painted pink in the house and my family just played it off despite me being adamant of what I saw. Anyway fast forward a few years and I'm in high school at this point and we start renovating the house and while stripping the wallpaper in the master bedroom we found out it was painted pink at some point. Still low-key freaks me out.
I think the lady who lived there previously was just being friendly:)
Not to me, but to my dad. He would get horrible nosebleeds as a teen/young adult so he had cauterization, and they all but stopped by his late twenties. Fast forward 20+ years and he’s driving on the highway with my mom and sister, approaching an area where it drops to one lane. His nose starts hemorrhaging out of nowhere, hadn’t happened in forever. He pulled over for about 2 minutes to staunch the bleeding, then they were on their way. They were quickly stopped by a small line up of cars, dead stopped. No emergency vehicles were on the scene yet, but there’d been an accident. Turns out a head-on collision with at least 2 fatalities had occurred about 2 minutes prior. A bloody nose quite possibly saved my family’s life.
When I was in college, a drunk dude fell from a 3rd floor balcony and got up and walked away like it was nothing. Seriously one of the weirdest/freakish things I’ve ever seen in my life.
This has been researched. Drunks don't tense up the way sober people do, so they're less likely to be hurt or killed when they fall or are in a car accident.
I used to fence (the sport, not stolen goods). I was at a tournament and had just started a bout against a competitor. You win the bout by being the first to 5 points. I score what I believe to be first point, but the official indicates the match is over and I've won. I stood there confused for a second, but my opponent seems to agree and salutes and approaches for a handshake, so I go along with it. I check the scorecard and it says I've won 5-2. Totally lost probably 4 or 5 minutes of time. Hasn't happened since to the best of my knowledge, but it's been 20 years and I still wonder what happened.
You were so into the moment you didn’t feel the time fo past presumably
I have a vivid memory of being at the Statue of Liberty as a child, on my dad’s shoulders, seeing the skyline of NYC. I remember what we ate for lunch that day, etc. I remember the ferry we took. I’ve always thought about this memory and talked about it, but my family denies I ever went to NYC. I didn’t go for the first time until I was 23, but strangely enough, when I went, I remembered everything just how it had been when I was there with my dad.
I was driving across the US and drove into Salt Lake City. For whatever reason, I got a craving for IHOP, so I punched it into Google Maps and followed the directions to a spot in the middle of town.
I walk in, and the place is....empty.
I don't mean like there were no customers. I mean there is literally not a person in the place. No wait staff, no customers, no cooks. Nobody. There was partially eaten food on all the tables. Bags and purses in the booths. TVs on everywhere. Burgers on the grill slowly burning. And there wasn't a soul in the place, like they all just vanished at once.
I was so freaked out I hopped in my car and drove until I hit the Nevada border before stopping to eat. Still have no idea what the f- happened.
I hit a patch of black ice in the dark going 60mph down the highway. At the time, I drove a 1 ton cargo van. It hit the guard rail and flipped. Not only did I walk away without a scratch, the car was drivable and I was only 30 min late to work.
I had recently watched an early episode of criminal minds where an arsonist would lock people in their homes before lightning the house on fire. For whatever reason it kinda got to me. A night or two later I woke up out of a dead sleep and couldn’t get that episode out of my mind so I finally decided to just get up and check the front door. I swear I could not open the door. Unlocked it, but it was totally stuck. I woke up my husband because I was so freaked out. He also tried and couldn’t get the door open, and he’s a big guy! I ended up climbing out a window so I could push the door from the outside while he pulled from the inside. We finally got it open. I didn’t watch criminal minds for a long time after that.
when I was younger we lived in a 110 year old victorian house. Everyone would notice weird things.
I was home alone organizing the silverware when I dropped a fork on to the table only to have it bounce once and fly at the wall like someone slaped it. I still have no idea how you can drop something strait down and have it launch horizontal for 5 ft
my parents when they first bought the house turned off all the lights (5 floors if you count basement and attic) My mom did the top 2, father did the bottom, the met in the middle, went to the first floor, left, got to the car and noticed not only was the 3rd floor light on but the blinds were now up.
we had a seesaw, my mother turned on the light and saw it violently going up and down
I was in the basement and felt a hand brush down my back. I jumped and turned and saw no one there. I convinced myself it was just my shirt moving weird. As I went up the steps I heard giggling.
when I was older I was sitting on the couch and heard my dad say "What the fu waTCH OUT" right before a framed puzzel we had fell on me. My dad said he saw it lift it's self off the hook
we had a Mastiff, A rottweiler, and a German Shepard. They refused to go to the attic.
our entrence had two sets of doors. The front dors, then a small room, then the second set of doors. We never locked those doors as it was two large bolts that went into the floor and then a 3rd bolt that held the two doors together. Locking it was very hard with a key so you could only do it from the inside with considerable force. We came home one day and the door was locked with all 3 bolts. In other words our completly sealed house was locked from the inside. My mother flipped, grabbed us, and ran to a payphone to call the police because if that door is locked then there is someone in the house unless the left via a second or 3rd story window. 3 cop cars came, they unlocked the door with my mothers key and swept every last inch of the place down to one of them going into our crawl space. Nothing. Not only that my mothers gold necklace was laying on the table and all the windows were locked. We had a family friend who is a cop and one of my uncles who is a cop come spend the night. Next morning everyones is up and my uncle goes to leave only to see that the door is again locked from the inside. We removed those locks that same day.
Mastiff was laying next to me while I was watching TV. Suddenly he jumps up and backs into me. He's growling and snarling while staring up the steps. The other two dogs run in and immediately have their ears go back and their mohawks go up. This went on for several minutes. Our german shepherd started inching toward the step and did a little lunge nipping at the air bearing his teeth. about a 5 seconds later I heard what sounded like someone full sprinting up the steps of the first floor from the landing to the second-floor steps, then the third. I called my mom from the house phone. While on the phone I heard what I can only describe as a wail from the the 3rd floor.
Years later, parents are divorced, I'm with my dad for the weekend. I helped him clean the 3rd floor. We put the toys in a large toy chest from the closet they where in. While we our brushing our teeth I go pale. I'm hearing something so I shut off the water and ask my dad to listen. We both are completely quite. The sound starts again. it's the sound of clink clink but a bit of rythm to it. I couldn't place it at first then said "Dad I think that's the xylophone" we go up and the toy chest is open and the xylophone is on the floor.
Both of my lungs collapsed at the same time (almost over 50% collapsed) and I was walking around like I was perfectly normal. Until I decided to go to the ER for bubble sounds in my chest. None of the doctors could figure out why this had happened to me. They didn’t know how I was just up and walking around and laughing
Several times a year I'll suddenly get a though that it's been a long time (usually months) since I last spoke with a particular friend or relative, then I will get a voice call or an email from that person within a few hours. Can't explain it. I never tell them about this because I fear losing this strange thing that I have. Anybody else have this?
Yes!!! I'm sure we have a connection with people that is not yet explained by science
I think you're right. My spidey-sense starts tingling right before my wife rings. Weird. Doesn't happen with anyone else, only my wife, and the same thing happens to her when I call.
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Yes! All the time! Or I have dreams where we speak (particularly old boyfriends), then almost without fail I’ll get a message or call within a short time
Confirmation bias, more likely. Human beings are hardwired to spot patterns, so much so that we spot it in things that aren't there. During the day, you probably briefly think about lots of different people, unimportant thoughts that you forget. Then one of those people phones. You believe it is significant that you thought about them and they phoned. You see a pattern there. You ignore/forget all of the times in your life that you thought of that person and they *didn't* phone, or all the people you thought of that day that *didn't* phone.
100% this, you beat me to it. We don't notice the thousands of times we think about someone and they DON'T call, email, text, bump into them somewhere, etc.
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Ok, so something different, but kinda similar happens to me. When I’m with my dad, and someone says something like, I’m still alive, ill think of the song I’m still standing, and then somehow, my dad starts singing that. Or when I’m thinking of a song, or a famous line, my dad says it sometimes. The weird thing is, when I think that its going to happen, it doesn’t, but when I’m just zoning, it does. Does this happen to anybody else???
This happens with me, whenever I'm thinking about my grandmother. She will call me, usually within a couple of hours of me thinking that I need to call her.
Happens to me all the time. I'll also have dreams about that person. I have dreams that come true more often than not. I can also estimate when someone will come home and they'll get home around that time. It happens at random times. I can also tune in if I get seperated from someone at a store and I'll be able to find them.
I can do this too! The grocery store locating started with my mom. It was natural and eventually I noticed how i would take the most direct route and Bam there she is. Eventually I learned to kind of tune in my.. awareness to a sort of pull I felt in my abdomen. I have been able to feel that with a few people in my life. Its special to me.
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That's been researched pretty extensively and it's a case of confirmation bias. You remember all the times you thought of a person and they called (especially if a good friend or relative) but forget all the times you thought of that person and they didn't call.
This has happened my whole life, though less now that I'm older. Or I'll dream about someone and either hear from or about them soon after. I accept the confirmation bias, though. My husband and I, however, joke that we share a brain; we've been together 25 yrs, but even early on we knew what the other was thinking. Not so crazy for two people who have so much in common, but it's often weird, left-field stuff. For instance, I read an email from an old friend that we hadn't seen or spoken of in a couple years and on my "Guess what!" he immediately answered "Anna is pregnant?", even though they weren't close, we weren't around anyone who could have told him, and she was super religious and never, ever dated. Another time I guessed, out of the blue, that he'd died his hair blonde (he'd never died his hair before). Little things, but they add up to us sharing a brain.
No. But you just told us so now I'm curious to know if it still happens. Lol
Yyyyyyup. I always follow up when I think of someone like that, just to be "safe".
I say it’s put out into the ether, so to speak. I think someone has intent to call and when they put that intent out it kind of..hangs out. Haha, it sounds silly but it explains a lot of telepathy!
Yes! This happens to me all the time! I’ve thought of people I haven’t thought of in years, and then within a day or so I get an email or direct message. It’s freaky.
I am terrible at remembering faces, almost face blind. I was in the garden and saw that a cutting given to me by a friend of a friend had rooted and I thought it would be nice to thank them but of course if I see him I won’t know it was him. An hour later I saw someone I didn’t know at the store and found myself saying hey that cutting rooted, he said hey I was just thinking about you an hour ago and was wondering about the cutting.
I do, strangely enough with my clients as well 😆 one is always late sending their paperwork, could be a week, could be six months - then one day I think "oh that'd be a good time for them to send it as I haven't got much to do" and a couple of days later it's all here!
Yesterday I was thinking of a friend who's been off Facebook for quite a while due to computer issues. I got a letter from her in the snail mail today!
my mom has a friend in particular that every time she thinks about her (usually after weeks since they last talked) she calls her on the phone. They've met since my sister and the friend's daughter were in kindergarten and they're 30 now, and it's been happening since the beginning, so by now my mom already knows to get ready for a (long) phone call when she thinks about that friend
This happens to me, too. I have also had several experiences where I’ve run into people I know hundreds of miles away from where either of us live. For example, I once ran into (literally, we bumped into each other) a woman I worked with in Colorado while we were both on vacation in Yellowstone. We weren’t even at one of the common tourist attractions. We were headed in/out of a gas station. It was so weird!
I have similar moments. I will think something will happen that usually doesn't happen or see something rare, and a few minutes later, that exact thing happens. There have also been times where I'd wish for something to be added to a video game and the next day there would be an update where they add that.
I am a delivery driver, and I'll be driving down roads and see a house of a regular customer and think 'they haven't ordered in awhile.' Oddly, the next day, the ones whom I've been thinking about order (and no, I don't use the car topper to identify my car to subconsciously order food)
All the time. Now I've moved on to picking 4 of 7 lottery numbers
I have had phone calls or text messages when I have been thinking of someone.
I'm sure that many people have this happen. I have it happen all of the time myself.
I had a friend I hadn't talked to for a while and I realized it when I saw his contact. about thirty seconds afterwards he sent me a text for the first time in months.
I get this a lot. I'm a programmer, I'll be working on a code problem, thinking about functions and variables etc and I'll have this thought: "wonder what's up with my younger brother?" I'll stop for a second--weird that that popped in while I'm focusing on code and *bing* text from my brother.
Sometimes (in the '90s) I'd think about some movie I hadn't seen in a while and when I'd browse thru the TV guide that movie would be listed for sometime that week. 🤷🏻♀️
I have the same thing with one particular friend.It's been happening for 30 years.
Yes happens to me all the time. I used to know who was phoning whenever the phone rang. My husband said it was creepy, so stopped concentrating whenever the phone rang, now it doesn't happen so much.
This happens to me a lot too. Glad it's not all in my head.
Yes. Happened all the time with my family. I think it was partly thehouse I grew up in, & partly the family. Most are dead, so don't have it any more.
I can generally tell who is on the phone before even looking at caller id.
there have been times where I get this strong urge to call a friend I used to be close to and haven't seen or spoken to in years because I live near an Army base and people come and go..... almost every time this happens, I'll tell them. hey I don't know why but something just said I needed to call you. Is everything okay?? sometimes it was something minor like they were just having a bad day all the way up into one of my friend's parents had just died. It's not always a strong urge during waking hours either, sometimes it's a dream without a whole lot of context but just a foreboding feeling that I need to reach out to this person because something's not right. It's never wrong.
there have been times where I get this strong urge to call a friend I used to be close to and haven't seen or spoken to in years because I live near an Army base and people come and go..... almost every time this happens, I'll tell them. hey I don't know why but something just said I needed to call you. Is everything okay?? sometimes it was something minor like they were just having a bad day all the way up into one of my friend's parents had just died. It's not always a strong urge during waking hours either, sometimes it's a dream without a whole lot of context but just a foreboding feeling that I need to reach out to this person cuz something's not right.
I had a professor once say that people most likely have thoughts about people frequently. If you have contact you remember it and think it’s a weird coincidence. If you don’t have contact, you don’t remember.
Same with numbers you have a ‘connection’ with (birthday, favorite number, etc…) you’re just more likely to notice them.
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Quantum Synchronicity. Your thought is strong enough to match the frequency of another person's thought like a radio station that you remembered from long ago, causing them to think about how they haven't called you in a while, and then they call
All the time. I sometimes pick up my phone for no reason and my husband calls a second later.
I think everyone does. It’s just coincidence and confirmation bias. We all do that.
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Many years ago, I had this overwhelming feeling that I needed to get in touch with an old friend I hadn’t talk to in 5 years. She had moved to the other side of the country so I had to go thru at least 10 people til I finally got her phone number. We spoke and I just remember telling her everything was going to be ok. A week later she was dead at 23
As I walk down the street I think of someone and turn round to see them behind me on the other side of the road, or more often they turn up out of the blue....
This happens to me all the time. Similarly, I was recently thinking about a check O wrote 2 years ago for furniture repair that was never deposited. The next day, I logged into my account and the check had been deposited and cleared that day.
All the time. What’s been very interesting my déjà vu Moments are YEARS apart and extremely convicting. Different states, how? Ion know but I love it. Same thing as my meditation I’m seeing things that are years in advance.
Happened many times. I'd pick up the phone (old land line hehe) to call my mama & she'd already be on the line. Neither of our phones had rang. Just picked it & there we were.
Happened to my dad All The Time. To point where he'd pick up the landline phone to call said friend or relative but get no dial tone. Then he'd hear the friend or relative on the other end say "hello? Rob?"
I often think something and, no matter how deep my relations with this person are, they say it either at the same time or right before me. And then there’s several instances where I have a really weird story to tell, super unique, very odd. And then, of course, that person I’m talking to either says; they were there that day, in the same exact place, at the same exact time; or they had that exact weird, seemingly unique thing happen to them. Like, stuff you just know someone else couldn’t possibly have experienced. 🤷🏽♀️
In my teens and early twenties I would hear a person I knew call my name once if they were thinking about me, twice if they wanted to ask me something and three times if they were in pain. I used to freak my aunt out when phoning her out of the blue to ask her what she wanted to ask me. I called an exchangers house at 11pm one night as I headed him call me three times, his wife found him trapped under shelving in the garage. After a head injury I don't get it any more
I think about customers that I have not seen in a while and the same thing happens
Last week I didn't think of a friend who didn't call me. Same thing.
Yes. I'm having a weird synchronicity phase at the moment, not sure what it means but it's getting well beyond coincidence
I was in traction in hospital, a guy who said he worked maintenence came into my room to repair the light above the shower. I was in traction and could never leave the bed I was in, we joked sarcastically how the light would be so handy for me. He asked what happened to me, and he told me about the terrible industrial accident he was in. He said he would come back and visit me and bring photos of the injuries that the Dr.s said would leave him unable to walk (same diagnosis I had been given). He did come back with photos, we had a good talk, I felt very encouraged when he left. The next few days I told different staff members about this nice young man. They all told me no one with that name worked maintenence in the hospital. They had not heard of him and said maintenence was not working on our hospital floor that day nor the whole week.
I turned to the other person in the room, who I barely knew, and said "My sister is getting engaged right now," without having the intent of speaking at all.
He politely asked why I said that, and I had to shake my head and say "I don't know."
A few days later I found up that, sure enough, ah that exact moment on the far side of the world, she had said "yes" to Mr. Right.
I hadn't even known she was dating.
When I was about 12 years old I went up to Lake Tahoe with my friend and his parents who had a condo in Incline Village. One day, the two of us are walking to the bowling alley and cross a street in a crosswalk. Right before we get to the curb, a car comes really close to hitting us. All of a sudden, we're both up on the curb, like we were lifted a few feet. We both looked at each other strangely.
"Did you jump?"
"No, did you?"
"No"
We spent the next hour kind of dumbfounded. It didn't feel like a shove or any use of force. We were still in the street, then we weren't.
Ok, so it's not that I can't explain it, or if it even needs explaining really, but was just so bizarre I still recall it at least a few times a year.
When I was about 18 I worked at a grocery store and one day this young man entered, that I sh*t you not, looked EXACTLY like me. Like, weirdly too much alike, he and I. This young man was wearing the same damn outfit as me, khakis, a blue polo, and a brown coat, though his coat was a little darker. When this gentlemen met my gaze we were just eye-locked at every point we could see one another throughout the store, both with the stupidest perplexed looks on our faces. The only difference I could tell was this person was a little older than I and had a goatee. I assume this was my evil twin. He left the store after buying his stuff and life went on.
But...It doesn't end there.
The next day a strange woman approached me asking "stupidd**kface, why are you here?!" I turn around to to see someone I do not know. "How do you know my name?" , I ask, "Do you know me?" She says, "Oh my gosh, I thought you were my son stupidd**kface, you look EXACTLY like him!" The dude even shares my f-ing name. This sh*t is weird. I confirmed with the lady that her son stupidd**kface did come in the day before and was home temporarily from college. Another very perplexed person from this oddity.
So. I continue to ask her about her son since we look identical and she told me about his age(2 years older) and where he grew up(the town over) and he has two older brothers and a younger sister. I have two older brothers and a younger sister....I asked this womans name and of course, "Oh my name is Karen, nice to meet you." My mothers name is Karen... I didn't probe on any further, but I'm not even sure I want to know how far down that alternate universe me went. It was just so unbelievably strange, the circumstane overall. But the weirdest thing by far that is what sticks with me most is this weird a*s feeling I had when stupidd**kface and I were staring at each other. I assume he felt this too by the look on his face. A feeling I've never felt and still have since felt. A feeling that I can really only describe as knowing that the other person I'm looking at is me some how. I don't now, can't explain it fully. I wonder if identical twins feel that same stuff.
For anyone wondering, the lady did not swear at them/her son, it's op's username. Probably just me who needed the explanation though lol.
At friends house. Friend was in garage working on dirt bike. Driveway empty because parents left a while ago. Go inside to grab a soda but decide to look for his cat. Who I haven't seen all day. I walk into the office and as Im calling her name, a deep man's voice goes "Meow" right into my right ear. I jump and run around the main floor looking for who said that. Didn't find anyone.
I had a sleep paralysis nightmare when I was a kid, where I saw a red-eyed dark figure standing in the doorway. It's always stuck with me, and I've called him the boogeyman ever since. One day I was browsing Reddit and somebody painted a picture of their "sleep paralysis demon". It was like the guy had painted my exact dream. And then a bunch of people commented that they had seen the same creature. It always makes me uneasy to think about.
I think that most of us have a pretty basic idea of what a “boogeyman” looks like, so it’s not that surprising that multiple people has the same image in their minds.
My dad owned a small garden shop, so I'd stay behind the checkout after school till the shop closed. This was until I see a tall man wearing all black, like a trench coat, walking past my dad and smiling at me before going into a staff only area. I jump up to stop him, even though I was 7. This back area filled with new shipments. I turn the corner but nobody is there. There was nowhere he could've gone. I ask my dad to check the CCTV after closing, but it's only shown me jumping up and running, and running out of frame. Weird stuff, never felt comfortable there again.
sounds like the start of most horror movies dont believe the kid then all hell breaks loose
I was just a 6-year-old kid deciding what to do after school while I was in my grandparents living room. I saw a red flash shoot out of the wall and go from that side to the other wall and into it.
A second later a big earthquake hit.
I saw some sort of visual shock wave from the earthquake. And no it wasn't those weird lightning ball things. In my childish mind I thought that I just saw the flash (The comic book character) run through the room.
Another cool one that is explained by sheer unbelievable coincidence is that I phoned a friend so I hadn't spoken to in at least 3 years and it went to voicemail. After I left a voicemail I saw I had a voicemail notification. It was a voicemail from the person who I just called. The weirdest part is that we must have called each other at exactly the same moment otherwise it would have done the call waiting thing instead of sending to voicemail. We immediately called each other back and tripped out about how weird that was.
My girlfriend got out of the shower and called me into the bathroom to show me the mirror. There was a very strange, distinct handprint placed on the mirror.
I lived alone and she was the only adult that had been to my house in about two years. We each placed our handprints on the sides of the mystery handprint for reference and neither look anything like the mystery print. I still have no idea how it got there.
It's hard to pick the strangest, but there was the time a can of soda exsploded, and then didn't.
I was working in my garden and had gotten myself a can of coke zero. I cracked it open on my way out the back door, took a few hearty chugs and sat it on my small garden table I keep out by my raised beds, and got back to working in the garden. I have on wireless earbuds and listening to a podcast as I work on cleaning the pumpkin patch of weeds, when out of the blue I hear and practically feel a loud BANG, to the point I exclaimed louded "what the f*ck?!" and pull my ear buds out.
I live in a rough neighborhood, there's been shootings and what not so I kind of duck down and start looking around to get a feel of things. That's when I see it. My can of coke is knocked down to the ground and just spitting foamy coke every where. No way that's the noise, right? But I run over and pick it up (with the logic being diet coke probably isn't even good for plants) and I wipe it clean and start looking it over and I realize not only is it full, it's completely unopened. I know I opened it, I know I drank half of it, and I know moments before I had seen it laying on the ground shooting coke up into the air. I even had to wipe it off.
I have no idea what the bang was, or how my open spilled coke suddenly became full and unopened in my hands.
I think the plants you are growing may be a little dubious?
When I was like 8 I had a battery operated lamp that worked for like a week with no battery’s in it
This one is strange to me because it was so long ago and I'm convinced I have to be remembering things wrong. I was a young kid at the grocery store and I saw this toy helicopter (like hot wheel sized) that I really wanted for some reason. I, of course, didn't buy it, but it the memory of it stuck in my head. A few nights later, I had a dream where I was playing with the helicopter, but I realized it was a dream and stupid young me thought that if I put it under my pillow, it would still be there when I woke up. After that, I woke up and eagerly checked under the pillow to get it. For some reason, it was right where I left it in the dream. As a kid, I wasn't surprised to find it there as it all made perfect since to me then, but years later I have no clue how the toy helicopter actually got underneath the pillow.
Parents saw him take an interest in the toy helicopter, bought it for him, and put it under his pillow.
I'm too young to remember this, actually. But my mom always tells this story.
Apparently, when I was younger, like barely able to speak, I was sitting on the floor playing with some toys nonchalantly with my mom when I just said "when I was in heaven, I met a woman who said you'd be the perfect mommy for me."
I apparently held the belief that I was in heaven before being born, and an angel looked at me and chose the mom I went to. My mom asked me to describe the woman, and I apparently described my mom's great grandmother perfectly. Down to the eye colour. I had never met my great great grandmother, nor seen a picture of her.
I was in my room watching Hulu (The Simpsons, doesn’t matter) and a Burger King commercial comes on but it’s just the king mascot and he’s like “let’s have a staring contest” and I’m like “hmmm, okay” and I’m staring, he’s staring and suddenly I blink... IMMEDIATELY he says “gotcha, I won” and I was like WTF!??? I slammed my laptop shut and was creeped out the entire night. I watched Hulu all the time in hopes of running into that commercial but I never saw it again.
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I've had a really bizarre and unpleasant experience very recently. Somebody here on BP has decided to report literally every post I make as inappropriate, which gets me an automatic one day ban (presumably while they look into it). So every day I have been getting bans and then when I ask them, they say it's a mistake, except their algorithm then banned me for five days because of "repeated violations" except there hadn't been violations in the first place. It's been really sad, because this is a happy place for me and someone has just randomly decided to spoil it for me. So whoever you are, please leave me alone.
I'm sorry, Jo Choto. I understand how infuriating that would be. I hope the a hole doing that gets caught.
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Wow! Reading those stories brought back a memory.... When I was 10 yrs old, I was home with my mom when the phone rang. I then - for no reason at all - said "It's the hospital. Dad has been in an accident.". Well, I was wrong, it was not the hospital. 5 minutes later, the phone rang again and it WAS the hospital, calling about my dad having been in a car accident. Ok, that is spooky in itself. Now, what I feel equally spooky, is that I am thinking about this today. My dad's accident happened on April 1st 1982, 40 yrs ago today... BTW, while dad was hurt pretty bad in the crash, he healed nicely. He turned 80 last week and us in perfect health.
Creepiest thing ever? My mom going Smeagol/Gollum due to her brain tumor. You don't know freaked out till you've heard *that* in the back seat on the way to the surgeon.
Years ago I took my 1976 Ford Maverick to the auto shop. The car was on a ramp over the pit where the mechanics worked. The guy wanted to show me something underneath my car. Of course they don't let you do this anymore, but I could jump down in the pit. So I was in the pit, and the mechanic showed me whatever it was, and suddenly the car started to move forward and down into the pit! Crazily, I pushed the guy out of the way, stepped forward, and put my hands up on the car bumper to stop it from falling. And the car just stopped and hung there. Now I know that Pandas will tell me that the car got stuck on something, or the emergency brake kicked in, and they're probably right. But it sure felt unexplainable at the time. The mechanic and I just looked at each other and said, OMG, what just happened? We were both shaking.
When I was young there was a room in our old house I never went into. Like I would throw fits if my parents tried to make me go sleep in there ( it was supposed to be my bedroom) I swore blind there was a strange man who stood in the corner staring at me. Mum didn't believe me, for years I told her that he followed us wherever we moved He was always in the corner always watching. I thought I was going crazy as I got older and it still didn't stop Until one day mums saw him too. Since then there's been none stop activity wherever we live. We have pictures of a shadow figure and videos of things moving by themselves. It only ever happens when I'm home too, the house is quiet when I'm not around
Something like this has happened to me. On our independence day, we had chairs lined up in our culdesac, and my dad was lighting fireworks. Well, for some reason, I thought I would move to a different chair that no one was sitting in, just cause....Well, a minute later, the firework canister tips over and fired right into that chair I had been sitting in... Wasn't a big one, but still would've hurt...
When I was in junior high school I started drawing a little cartoon of a lion's head when I doodled. I even signed my papers with it, instead of writing my name. I don't know why I did this. Shortly after that, I found out I was adopted, and 20-some years later found out my birth mom's name: Frances Lyons.
My sister and I were watching TV with a seat in between us. I thought it was a great idea to poke her for fun. Without looking I got to poke her with my finger only I hit something halfway to poling her: it was her finger I hit. She had decided at that same moment to poke me too.
When I was a teenager, I was sitting in my room on the couch, reading. Suddenly I had the urge to get up and move over to my bed, so I got up and sat down on the mattress. The second my butt hit the bed, the bookshelf above the couch came crashing down right where I had been sitting seconds before. Edit: Spelling
One time I got in trouble for staying up at night with my lamp on, and my parents took the bulb. A couple nights later, I had forgotten about it and reached over to turn the lamp on. Turned with no problem, and I fluffed my pillows and went to bed. Next morning, I remembered that I didn’t have a bulb, and went to look, thinking that maybe my mom had brought t back the day before without telling me. No bulb. I asked my mom later, she said she still had it. No idea how that happened
About 30 years ago, I was at the house of my girlfriend at the time, sitting on the living room couch with her, when the temperature in the room suddenly dropped around 15 degrees. I could see, in the reflection on the T.V. screen, the hallway door and, across the hall, through the bathroom, to the window. There was a light, there. I got up, walked over, and looked, but there was no light. So, I went to the door and felt a strong reluctance to step across the threshold. After taking a breath and willing myself to step in, everything went back to normal. I searched the hall, but nothing was amiss, other than a picture askew on the wall. When I told my GF, she went pale and asked which picture. It was a man and a little girl in the forest. Turns out, that was the last picture on the roll of film in the camera found after he had killed the girl and then himself (he was going through a divorce and was depressed).
Some nights I feel there is someone/something standing at the side of the bed looking at me. So much so that these (usually 2) have caused me to throw punches off the side of the bed at their head height about 3ft. The things is I've got a motion detect camera but as daft as it sounds I don't want to set it up in case it does catch something being there.
I used to work for Tim Hortons, at a small, kiosk type place in a mall, but with nice sized dining area we close off with big gates at closing time. The "kitchen" area in the back was narrow and tight. (It used to be a clothing store.) At the far end of the back room was cramped with our coats hanging on hooks, a computer on a small desk with a small chair, and the small beverage fridge where we kept extra stock of canned and bottled drinks. Just a dead end. No door. No window. After closing, I was working with one other person, she was at the front closing tills and I was doing drink rotations in the backroom. Right behind I heard and felt someone slipped by me and say "Excuse me". Other times I would hear a crowd in the dining area and at the counters. Every time. My coworkers had the same experiences.
I really shouldn’t be reading this this late at night… whatever I’m not a coward
I'll keep saying this with you over & over, and maybe we will believe it...someday.
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Ages ago in the states (when Barack Obama was head honcho) my first earth quake was in Virginia (home state). I had thought a plane crashed near my place I was at. I had freaked out. I never experienced an earth quake, but was well aware of the symptoms. The funny thing is I've visited California for a long duration and very often (friends/fam) and yet my first earth quake was in one of the least active state.
I remember that quake! In August of 2011. In Maryland, books fell off the shelf and a couple of glass objects fell and broke.
Load More Replies... At my old church, there was what I can only describe as a demon girl or, as my family called it, diablo nina. :p Well, this girl was about 7 or 8 from the looks of it, always wearing solid colors, shoulder blade length brunette hair. She has only been seen from the back and is always spotted in random places. The main place where activity is spotted is a downstairs room, the room for infants. She was seen during construction of the church, in the sanctuary, the hallways, etc. I saw her running past me once, and she looks so similar to my little sister, I didn't realize until later that my little sister was sitting in front of me, while the girl seemed to run way past me, several rows up. Well, one day my sisters and I decided to do a "diablo nina hunt." We went into the infant room, and I got too scared to check the bathroom in that room. I handed the phone to my 10-year-old sister, and she checked around the corner into a room connected to the bathroom. She didn't see it at the time, but she caught a hand, much bigger than her own, going through the wall around the corner. As if that wasn't creepy enough, my sister was once...possessed or something. During one filming session, she stopped, smiled creepily, eyes glazed over and red, and stared at the camera. The "possession" lasted about 3 seconds, but was creepy af. The last time we caught something, it was a screech. We heard it in real life and on the video. I can confirm I am never going back to that church!
I remember one incident that happened to me when I was about 13 at the time. I was lying in my twin bed, which was against the wall. I was in a position where I was facing the wall. Anyway, during one night, I was in bed and my father was with me, talking to me about something that I don't recall anymore. All of the sudden, this masculine-looking face materialized on my poster. ON THE WALL. Mind you, since it was nighttime, it was dark in my room. No lights were on. I think I was more confused than startled. I stared at it before pointing to it; signaling my father to look so he could see what I was seeing. But when he did turn his head toward the wall, the face vanished; however, when my father looked away, the face materialized AGAIN. At one point, I turned on my light to see if I can get a better look. Once more, the face disappeared. Turned the light off, the face came back. I cannot explain how it happened. It only happened that one time. Never saw that face again.
I was in Fiji on holiday about ten years ago and we'd regularly flag trucks down for rides on a very busy road. I had a sudden vision of a car overtaking a bus, realized there was an oncoming vehicle and in his haste to avoid a collision, he veered sharply, and plowed into both of us. The vision was so alarming that I turned to check for busses, there was one and this dude was overtaking. Without hesitation I grabbed my daughter and leapt out of the way. The guy behind the wheel died at the scene.
My mom managed a condo co plex and had pictures of me in her office. One day, a client is in her office just having a nice conversation, but he keeps looking at my pictures with a confused look on his face. My mom thinks it odd, but doesn't say anything. Eventually, he stops what he is saying, apologizes, then asks my mom why she has pictures of his daughter in her office. I still think about it...
I thought I was having an extremely bad panic attack a couple years ago. It lasted for two days. On the third day my friend called the ambulance, as I couldn't breathe when I moved, so I was stuck in my chair. According to the hospital doctors, I wasn't having any kind of panic attack, I had three clots.......one in my lungs, and two in my right leg. --------- Well, after many tests, cat scans, and running every known test on my blood that they could think of......they said they had NO idea HOW or WHY the clot formed. They said my blood was fine, nothing out of the ordinary, everything else seemed fine as well. The doctors said they had never seen anybody live that had clots like I did. ------------- They ran some clot dissolving meds through my system for 24 hours, and then put me on a blood thinner pill for the rest of my life. The set me up to go see another blood specialist and a heart/lung specialist. And neither of them could find any reason those clots would form.
Many of these stories involve the miraculous, downright creepy or both. Some of them may be made up, misrememberings or misunderstood. But I damned well wish the naysayers would check themselves.
I have one from when i was in HS. i grew up in the country, think loke The Hills Have Eyes type of place. I was driving home from school, almost home, and suddenly i was just on the side of the road. It was like i was driving, blinked, and then on side of the road. To this day it is the most bizzare thing i think i have ever experienced. Another one also involving driving, may have an explanation. I was very very sick with a fever and had gone to the doctor. I was forced to wait for hours in the waiting room and by the time i got out and was driving home, I was completely exhausted and very ill. As i was driving everything got really blurry and i suddenly could not see. I knew a parking lot had been coming up, so i just blindly turned a sharp right and then slammed on the breaks (i know, very stupid). I just sat there until my vision slowly started coming back. Miraculously, i had managed to be parked perfectly in a parking spot. I think i had a stroke or something.
Reminds me of the time my mom was cleaning house for this lady, I think her kid tolerated me. But anyway first time I've ever been to this location. We were walking with a bunch of other of his friends and his dog. He tells me to go tell his mom that he's going to someone else's house. Tells me the dog knows the way home. I eventually get there, tell his mom and grab my bike. A while later I hear him call out to me, so I go up a hill. Minutes pass and as I bike up to them he says "How did you find us?'" "You called my name." Everyone exchanges weird glances. "....No I didn't." Honestly I think they were just trying to ditch me. But haha
I've had a really bizarre and unpleasant experience very recently. Somebody here on BP has decided to report literally every post I make as inappropriate, which gets me an automatic one day ban (presumably while they look into it). So every day I have been getting bans and then when I ask them, they say it's a mistake, except their algorithm then banned me for five days because of "repeated violations" except there hadn't been violations in the first place. It's been really sad, because this is a happy place for me and someone has just randomly decided to spoil it for me. So whoever you are, please leave me alone.
I'm sorry, Jo Choto. I understand how infuriating that would be. I hope the a hole doing that gets caught.
Load More Replies... Wow! Reading those stories brought back a memory.... When I was 10 yrs old, I was home with my mom when the phone rang. I then - for no reason at all - said "It's the hospital. Dad has been in an accident.". Well, I was wrong, it was not the hospital. 5 minutes later, the phone rang again and it WAS the hospital, calling about my dad having been in a car accident. Ok, that is spooky in itself. Now, what I feel equally spooky, is that I am thinking about this today. My dad's accident happened on April 1st 1982, 40 yrs ago today... BTW, while dad was hurt pretty bad in the crash, he healed nicely. He turned 80 last week and us in perfect health.
Creepiest thing ever? My mom going Smeagol/Gollum due to her brain tumor. You don't know freaked out till you've heard *that* in the back seat on the way to the surgeon.
Years ago I took my 1976 Ford Maverick to the auto shop. The car was on a ramp over the pit where the mechanics worked. The guy wanted to show me something underneath my car. Of course they don't let you do this anymore, but I could jump down in the pit. So I was in the pit, and the mechanic showed me whatever it was, and suddenly the car started to move forward and down into the pit! Crazily, I pushed the guy out of the way, stepped forward, and put my hands up on the car bumper to stop it from falling. And the car just stopped and hung there. Now I know that Pandas will tell me that the car got stuck on something, or the emergency brake kicked in, and they're probably right. But it sure felt unexplainable at the time. The mechanic and I just looked at each other and said, OMG, what just happened? We were both shaking.
When I was young there was a room in our old house I never went into. Like I would throw fits if my parents tried to make me go sleep in there ( it was supposed to be my bedroom) I swore blind there was a strange man who stood in the corner staring at me. Mum didn't believe me, for years I told her that he followed us wherever we moved He was always in the corner always watching. I thought I was going crazy as I got older and it still didn't stop Until one day mums saw him too. Since then there's been none stop activity wherever we live. We have pictures of a shadow figure and videos of things moving by themselves. It only ever happens when I'm home too, the house is quiet when I'm not around
Something like this has happened to me. On our independence day, we had chairs lined up in our culdesac, and my dad was lighting fireworks. Well, for some reason, I thought I would move to a different chair that no one was sitting in, just cause....Well, a minute later, the firework canister tips over and fired right into that chair I had been sitting in... Wasn't a big one, but still would've hurt...
When I was in junior high school I started drawing a little cartoon of a lion's head when I doodled. I even signed my papers with it, instead of writing my name. I don't know why I did this. Shortly after that, I found out I was adopted, and 20-some years later found out my birth mom's name: Frances Lyons.
My sister and I were watching TV with a seat in between us. I thought it was a great idea to poke her for fun. Without looking I got to poke her with my finger only I hit something halfway to poling her: it was her finger I hit. She had decided at that same moment to poke me too.
When I was a teenager, I was sitting in my room on the couch, reading. Suddenly I had the urge to get up and move over to my bed, so I got up and sat down on the mattress. The second my butt hit the bed, the bookshelf above the couch came crashing down right where I had been sitting seconds before. Edit: Spelling
One time I got in trouble for staying up at night with my lamp on, and my parents took the bulb. A couple nights later, I had forgotten about it and reached over to turn the lamp on. Turned with no problem, and I fluffed my pillows and went to bed. Next morning, I remembered that I didn’t have a bulb, and went to look, thinking that maybe my mom had brought t back the day before without telling me. No bulb. I asked my mom later, she said she still had it. No idea how that happened
About 30 years ago, I was at the house of my girlfriend at the time, sitting on the living room couch with her, when the temperature in the room suddenly dropped around 15 degrees. I could see, in the reflection on the T.V. screen, the hallway door and, across the hall, through the bathroom, to the window. There was a light, there. I got up, walked over, and looked, but there was no light. So, I went to the door and felt a strong reluctance to step across the threshold. After taking a breath and willing myself to step in, everything went back to normal. I searched the hall, but nothing was amiss, other than a picture askew on the wall. When I told my GF, she went pale and asked which picture. It was a man and a little girl in the forest. Turns out, that was the last picture on the roll of film in the camera found after he had killed the girl and then himself (he was going through a divorce and was depressed).
Some nights I feel there is someone/something standing at the side of the bed looking at me. So much so that these (usually 2) have caused me to throw punches off the side of the bed at their head height about 3ft. The things is I've got a motion detect camera but as daft as it sounds I don't want to set it up in case it does catch something being there.
I used to work for Tim Hortons, at a small, kiosk type place in a mall, but with nice sized dining area we close off with big gates at closing time. The "kitchen" area in the back was narrow and tight. (It used to be a clothing store.) At the far end of the back room was cramped with our coats hanging on hooks, a computer on a small desk with a small chair, and the small beverage fridge where we kept extra stock of canned and bottled drinks. Just a dead end. No door. No window. After closing, I was working with one other person, she was at the front closing tills and I was doing drink rotations in the backroom. Right behind I heard and felt someone slipped by me and say "Excuse me". Other times I would hear a crowd in the dining area and at the counters. Every time. My coworkers had the same experiences.
I really shouldn’t be reading this this late at night… whatever I’m not a coward
I'll keep saying this with you over & over, and maybe we will believe it...someday.
Load More Replies... Ages ago in the states (when Barack Obama was head honcho) my first earth quake was in Virginia (home state). I had thought a plane crashed near my place I was at. I had freaked out. I never experienced an earth quake, but was well aware of the symptoms. The funny thing is I've visited California for a long duration and very often (friends/fam) and yet my first earth quake was in one of the least active state.
I remember that quake! In August of 2011. In Maryland, books fell off the shelf and a couple of glass objects fell and broke.
Load More Replies... At my old church, there was what I can only describe as a demon girl or, as my family called it, diablo nina. :p Well, this girl was about 7 or 8 from the looks of it, always wearing solid colors, shoulder blade length brunette hair. She has only been seen from the back and is always spotted in random places. The main place where activity is spotted is a downstairs room, the room for infants. She was seen during construction of the church, in the sanctuary, the hallways, etc. I saw her running past me once, and she looks so similar to my little sister, I didn't realize until later that my little sister was sitting in front of me, while the girl seemed to run way past me, several rows up. Well, one day my sisters and I decided to do a "diablo nina hunt." We went into the infant room, and I got too scared to check the bathroom in that room. I handed the phone to my 10-year-old sister, and she checked around the corner into a room connected to the bathroom. She didn't see it at the time, but she caught a hand, much bigger than her own, going through the wall around the corner. As if that wasn't creepy enough, my sister was once...possessed or something. During one filming session, she stopped, smiled creepily, eyes glazed over and red, and stared at the camera. The "possession" lasted about 3 seconds, but was creepy af. The last time we caught something, it was a screech. We heard it in real life and on the video. I can confirm I am never going back to that church!
I remember one incident that happened to me when I was about 13 at the time. I was lying in my twin bed, which was against the wall. I was in a position where I was facing the wall. Anyway, during one night, I was in bed and my father was with me, talking to me about something that I don't recall anymore. All of the sudden, this masculine-looking face materialized on my poster. ON THE WALL. Mind you, since it was nighttime, it was dark in my room. No lights were on. I think I was more confused than startled. I stared at it before pointing to it; signaling my father to look so he could see what I was seeing. But when he did turn his head toward the wall, the face vanished; however, when my father looked away, the face materialized AGAIN. At one point, I turned on my light to see if I can get a better look. Once more, the face disappeared. Turned the light off, the face came back. I cannot explain how it happened. It only happened that one time. Never saw that face again.
I was in Fiji on holiday about ten years ago and we'd regularly flag trucks down for rides on a very busy road. I had a sudden vision of a car overtaking a bus, realized there was an oncoming vehicle and in his haste to avoid a collision, he veered sharply, and plowed into both of us. The vision was so alarming that I turned to check for busses, there was one and this dude was overtaking. Without hesitation I grabbed my daughter and leapt out of the way. The guy behind the wheel died at the scene.
My mom managed a condo co plex and had pictures of me in her office. One day, a client is in her office just having a nice conversation, but he keeps looking at my pictures with a confused look on his face. My mom thinks it odd, but doesn't say anything. Eventually, he stops what he is saying, apologizes, then asks my mom why she has pictures of his daughter in her office. I still think about it...
I thought I was having an extremely bad panic attack a couple years ago. It lasted for two days. On the third day my friend called the ambulance, as I couldn't breathe when I moved, so I was stuck in my chair. According to the hospital doctors, I wasn't having any kind of panic attack, I had three clots.......one in my lungs, and two in my right leg. --------- Well, after many tests, cat scans, and running every known test on my blood that they could think of......they said they had NO idea HOW or WHY the clot formed. They said my blood was fine, nothing out of the ordinary, everything else seemed fine as well. The doctors said they had never seen anybody live that had clots like I did. ------------- They ran some clot dissolving meds through my system for 24 hours, and then put me on a blood thinner pill for the rest of my life. The set me up to go see another blood specialist and a heart/lung specialist. And neither of them could find any reason those clots would form.
Many of these stories involve the miraculous, downright creepy or both. Some of them may be made up, misrememberings or misunderstood. But I damned well wish the naysayers would check themselves.
I have one from when i was in HS. i grew up in the country, think loke The Hills Have Eyes type of place. I was driving home from school, almost home, and suddenly i was just on the side of the road. It was like i was driving, blinked, and then on side of the road. To this day it is the most bizzare thing i think i have ever experienced. Another one also involving driving, may have an explanation. I was very very sick with a fever and had gone to the doctor. I was forced to wait for hours in the waiting room and by the time i got out and was driving home, I was completely exhausted and very ill. As i was driving everything got really blurry and i suddenly could not see. I knew a parking lot had been coming up, so i just blindly turned a sharp right and then slammed on the breaks (i know, very stupid). I just sat there until my vision slowly started coming back. Miraculously, i had managed to be parked perfectly in a parking spot. I think i had a stroke or something.
Reminds me of the time my mom was cleaning house for this lady, I think her kid tolerated me. But anyway first time I've ever been to this location. We were walking with a bunch of other of his friends and his dog. He tells me to go tell his mom that he's going to someone else's house. Tells me the dog knows the way home. I eventually get there, tell his mom and grab my bike. A while later I hear him call out to me, so I go up a hill. Minutes pass and as I bike up to them he says "How did you find us?'" "You called my name." Everyone exchanges weird glances. "....No I didn't." Honestly I think they were just trying to ditch me. But haha
