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?
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.
I have pillows at the foot of the bed - actually pillows everywhere, I sleep in a 'nest' - and there are things under the bed. At the time I had this bout of sleep paralysis, there was also a mass of stuff at the foot of the bed, so no room for a creature. The sun was shining into my room through the damnable curtains and I could see clearly this empty space there, when a huge hand shrouded in shadow reached up and grabbed my ankle super hard. Being "aware" of certain things helps me a lot, so I knew what this episode was, and shook off the entire experience, only to actually wake up later and feel a remnant of pain in my ankle. Probably twisted it under a pillow, but still. It was fun! and terrifying.
I've had sleep paralysis a handful of times before too. If you google it enough, tons of people will have similar experiences. It is EERIE! one time: I clearly remember feeling a presence across the room but not seeing anyone. I was really tired so I took a nap feeling very paranoid that something or someone was still there. I kept waking up feeling like it was closer each time. Eventually, I woke up feeling like it was on top of me. I could not feel anything touching me but I could not lift my arms or get up. I still couldn't see anything but I felt a presence.
Could be something to do with the way the electrical signals in the brain are working the same way that a lot of people who are dying to see a bright light.
I remember when i used to sleep in the same bed as my mom and dad, i woke up in the middle of the night and the room was completely dark(Which was weird because we had left the TV on and my nightlight they might have just turned off on there own though) As i was about to wake up my mom a black figure came in. And i mean i could see it because it was darker than the room was and the eyes were glowing red, and it just waved at me and turned around and left. Then my sisters cradle turned on and started playing music and rocking with the little mobile spinning around (It might have had a timer idk)
apparently, this is very common. There are research papers about it--
The door opened and he saw the dark room. He walked in slowly and stared at the child lying in bed. That was when he noticed the eyes open and staring with a white glow. The glow struck fear within him, and he backed off, his paralysing aura recoiling as he backed into the closet. His red glowing eyes fading. He stepped back into his infernal doorway, took out a list and wrote 'Protected, try again another night' and then drew his finger down to another name. He waved his hand over the doorway and stepped through into a different dark room with a sleeping child. 'Perfect' he thought, 'I can drain some of this one's innocence and be away without anyone noticing'
I was in the hospital one time for a few days and i was talking to this nurse and she told me a story about how she used to be a nurse in a nursing home and there was this sweet older woman in a certain room that she got the heebie jeebies in so she would always ask another nurse to come with her. Well she told me that one day she had to go in by herself and the older woman was sleeping and she say in the window a very tall black figure with red eyes. I wont ever forget that. I came home from the hospital and researched it on trusty google. There are thousands of accounts of people seeing this thing. I haven't seen anything paranormal myself, but the way this woman told this story, i believe. There's so much more than meets the eye.....
I suffer from sleep paralysis and it's always that shadowy dark figure that looms over me with long black fingers trying to reach out for me. Sometimes it's other things, like weird sh!t climbing on the walls. Ive found that if I can put my blankets over my head it usually breaks that sleep paralysis, or I wake up screaming.
When my friend was young in her old house she had a tall man starring at her and when her mam came in it was gone
Oh god my dream was my door was open just enough to see 3 or 4 skeletons just watching me through the crack! Until I got a cat I wasn't able to sleep with the door open!
I was a very small child when I had my first sleep paralysis. I saw an ugly face with glowing eyes peek from the end of my bed. This creature slowly crawled to the bed on top of me, I remember how heavy it was and I couldn't breathe. We were face to face and it was grinning madly and told me he was the "King of Trolls".
For some odd reason, most people have extremely similar visual and auditory hallucinations during sleep paralysis.
I saw something different each time. They were all terrifying except the first time I remember it happening. I was a child and saw the ghost of Abraham Lincoln sitting on my chest so I couldn't breathe. But after that, ghosts, aliens, demons you name it. Understanding what it is doesn't make it much less terrifying I've noticed
Load More Replies...Mine has never been the boogy man but a very angry deranged woman lunging at me with her teeth and nails bared. Scares the s**t out of me every time
My son drew pictures of his "shadow man ". He looks exactly as you described, his wore a long coat/ Cape and his wore a hat
Ugh! Sleep paralysis sucks so much. It truly is terrifying. I know there is a scientific explanation for it, but I can't help but notice that my sleep paralysis completely stopped after i moved out of my old apartment that I am pretty positive was haunted. I would have friends that spent the night or house sit who would always say they were jever going to do that again because of what they experienced.
That's mine! Very similar to this picture and a top hat .. I always said a black Grinch with orange eyes and a top hat .
Load More Replies...And this is why those crazy Christians learned to rebuke things like this.
I've never had Sleep Paralysis. I've heard people describe it but I have never experienced it. I have experienced trying to punch someone in a dream and punching my wall and waking myself up though
Sleep paralysis is actually a very treatable sleep disorder much like sleep apnea is. The paralysis is caused by a chemical emitted by our brains to keep us from acting out our dreams, some people wake up or have higher brain activity before the body has a chance to process out the paralytic chemicals. The feeling of paralysis causes instant panic and high doses of adrenaline only make it feel worse. Going to a sleep lab and getting tested would really help you if this is happening to you.
I've seen those hair before in my dreams but the creature 👻 was totally black no red eyes at all
My brother said that when we were sleeping as kids (my siblings and I shared a huge bed) he woke up, looked to the window and saw a tall man wearing a Fedora with yellow eyes. Well, he supposed he saw a man, bc the guy was pitch black (literally) and he only saw the whites of his eyes along w/ the eye color. Freaky. I had a dream that a shadow dog attacked me. It felt so real, the dog was snarling and I felt terror. Woke up arching my back and my heart beating fast.
Ugh sleep paralysis is horrible.. so glad I don’t get it anymore. I never saw figures but it would feel like something was laying on the bed next to me and it’s always terrifying but I’m glad I never saw a demon
Mine was a Roblox-based slender man. Haven't met it since I was a child
Not that image scaring the s**t out of me 😅 I’m always extra anxious when I see stuff like this past 9 (I think there’s a psychological reason?)
When I had sleep paralysis, I dreamt that a child was in my doorway, smiling. He had bright white teeth. I thought it was my brother and I said "sure" or something, but it came out unintelligible. He understood, walked into my room, and stood by my bed. Then, I finally realized it wasn't my brother. He had no eyes. Just dark deep pools. I tried screaming and I couldn't hear it, couldn't move. He then climbing out of my window through a white set of blinds. I had no blinds. I was pretty shaken, and couldn't believe how real it seemed.
I forgot to add that the figure asked to come into my room that's why I said sure
Load More Replies...Yikes! Enough people commenting the same thing, and believing in it will create (or could supposedly create) a Tulpa. Much like the Rake and Slenderman were "formed".
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.
I have very vivid and intense dreams. One night when I was around thirteen or fourteen I was dreaming of a safari hunt for t-rexes and we had to save a golden idol from pirates in the jungle. Strange dream but during it, while running, everything suddenly stopped. I saw myself face me (not sure how to phrase that) and I said, "Amythystia wake up! Everything is about to shake and you're in danger. Wake up!"
I woke up instantly and sat up confused. Roughly fifteen seconds later my boxer puppy woke up and started whimpering and whining and the rabbit I had started hopping in his cage. Seconds later an earthquake occured. It wasn't very big, but strong enough to knock several photos down and my shelf. Now this specific shelf was mounted above my head. It was made of a very thick type of wood and on it was a collection of random "prized" items, including a quart jar filled with sand and shells, several large books, a heavy statuette, etc. Sufficient to say it was quite heavy. When it fell, it fell directly onto my pillow where my head had been a moment before. I hadn't ever felt an earthquake and live in a northern midwest state that rarely gets earthquakes strong enough to be felt.
I have had other dreams since that foreshadowed events but that was the only one that happened immediately after. It still gives me chills.
Active duty us army here.
Sometimes we have to pull 24 hour duties, just part of the life. For the most part its sitting at a desk and answering a phone.
Well, I'm 17 minutes from getting off my shift. A few hours ago I had to step outside to salt the stairs cause its snowing. I had the door propped open with a chair, my #2 guy is away doing checks in another building. This chair is sturdy oak, pretty heavy, not going anywhere without some effort. Anyway, I'm clearing the snow and salting the ground. Turn around and the chair is upside down. NotAlone.JPEG. Carry on cause the ghosts dont like being looked at. Get done and the chair is side ways now. Say "ok mr ghost I dont wanna bother you, but I have to go inside now." Walk inside and bring chair with me. See empty trash can ontop of desk that wasnt there earlier. Say "Look Mr. Ghost I get out of here soon, can you leave please?" Black shape runs down the hall and hear a whisper in my ear "yes". Proceed to freak out internally. Say "Thankyou" and go back to watching Community on Netflix. Yep.
I once shut my ear in a car door. No idea how, have tried to recreate it and can’t, but my god that hurt!
I can't even fathom how the heck you could get your ear shut in a car door. Too funny 😂
When I was around 14 I went to the kitchen around 2am for a snack and the refrigerator door was wide open. Our cat, Maguret, was sitting on the floor looking inside the fridge. He turned his head and looked at me then the fridge door slowly closed and he strolled away.
Also several years later my step-dad woke me up at like 6am and "Maguret's dead" popped in my mind. He then told me that Maguret had died.
That cat was mystical af.
Sometimes we hear something but don't fully absorb it. Then it feels like a premonition. Rather like deja vu.
When I was a kid, my mom and I were sitting at a red light. The car in front of us went on red while the other side was turning. The car T-boned a vehicle that had a boat on their trailer. The boat flew off the trailer and was heading straight towards our car. It was going to crash straight through our windshield. My mom screamed at me to bend forward as far as I could so it wouldn’t decapitate me.
At the very last second, the boat turned left and scrapped the side of our car. It turned so abruptly...like a big invisible hand just turned it for us. Wind, could be said...but there was no wind. Just a gorgeous day where a boat should have killed or very seriously maimed us and turned at the last second out of nowhere.
My great grandma died and we buried her across town. Like, way catty corner. So we’re at the burial and they release some doves that are supposed to fly out, turn around and buzz us. But instead, they keep flying. So ceremony ends and we drive to my grandmas house waaaaay across town in the styx. We pull up, and the doves are there. My grandma starts bawling, saying it’s a sign and stuff. We had to call the guy to come get them. Said he had never seen anything like that before.
This happened a couple days ago, and I’m really hoping someone can tell me there is a perfectly logical reason for it to have happened.
I got a 2nd monitor since class is all online now. I was moving my floor lamp when the cement fell out of the bottom. Weird, but okay. I got that lamp from my aunt. I then grab another floor lamp from my guest room (that I’ve had since like 2007) and as soon as I step through the threshold to my room, that floor lamp’s bottom dropped out. Crazy! I ask my SO to borrow one of his he isn’t using. Guess what happened when we got to my place with it. Yup. That’s right! Bottom fell out. This is gonna be the most boring story on this thread. I can feel it.
So, one night I had a dream that I was working out in the gym that I regularly go to. In the dream, I was in the normal spot where I work out, exercising, when all of a sudden, the lights in the gym go out. All the TV screens go off. Can’t see anything but, in the dream, it feels like some sort of smoke is filling up the gym and I can hear and barely see people panicking, running to the exit. Feels like maybe it’s a terrorist attack? I start running, trying to get to the exit, and it’s getting harder and harder to breathe. Just as I’m kind of hyperventilating and succumbing to the toxic smoke... I jolt awake. Very intense dream that stuck with me.
A week later, in real, actual life, I’m working out in my gym... and boom, the lights and TV screens go out. It was this incredibly surreal moment where I actually thought I was dreaming again. I stood there stunned for a moment before realizing that the power just went out due to a thunderstorm. It came back on about 5 minutes later. I told a gym employee nearby that I dreamt about this! She laughed politely and probably thought I was insane. Really strange.
I drove home at 2 am one night. I live way in the country. I was on back roads I've drove many times, and this car looked like it was coming over the hill quite a ways away. As I got closer it seemed like it was parked just over the hill waiting. I stopped and waited as it was a long way off when I first saw it so it should have come over the hill a while ago. Waited 5 minutes. ( seemed really weird for where I was. No houses around ) Started to drive up to it and the light got super bright and then it went dark. There was this blue stuff in the air above the road as I drove to where I thought it was. "Ive gone insane" I thought. Looked like ozone burning. The second time it happened my buddy was with me. same time same spot. Blew his mind. We never talk about it now. Location : 53.540777,-110.177447
So when I was a kid, I slept with my bedroom door open because my cat liked to cuddle me. Our hallway was just a round hallway, and I could see the bathroom door and my parent's bedroom door (though it was dark, it was in view). I also slept with my lights only dimmed.
One night, I can't sleep for some reason. I for some reason call out for my mom, and I see her standing near my doorway, kind of turned away from my with her hand on her face and her hair draping. I know it's her because she slept in a big purple t-shirt that night, but she's completely still. Static. Mind you, I'm wide freaking awake. I might have been watching TV before this (3 am disney channel, probably). When I call out to her, she doesn't move at all.
Blink. She's gone.
I start freaking out and calling out to her for real, and that's when I hear their door open and close and my mom rushes to my aid. I think she either slept with me all night or I stayed up all night watching TV to pacify myself.
I started sleeping with my door closed out of that and I don't look too carefully in darkness.
I once was changing pants in my room before work and took off my belt. After putting on my other pair of pants, I went to put my belt back on but it belt was gone. No one else was in the room and I spent a good 10 minutes looking for it as I had simply set it on the floor. It’s been 10 years and I’ve never seen that belt again.
Sometimes when I walk at night street lights will go out above me and turn back on when I’m a few meters away. It’s happened ever since I was a kid. It’s frequent enough that other people notice it happening around me. I literally don’t understand how or why it happens.
I used to have this happen two to three times a week while driving home from work. My "record" was three in one night. The oddest one was the night I picked out a light about two blocks away and stared at it as I got closer. Sure enough, as I reached it, it went out. It stopped happening eventually.
When I was in primary school (like year 1-2) ;in the cafeteria there was all these cups filled with milk every lunch. Red, green, blue BUT ..only one yellow cup. Everyone would fight to get the yellow cup like it was the holy grail and it had been this way for years.
One night I had a dream that the cafeteria had gotten more yellow cups in, and low and behold the next day...
Hundreds of yellow cups.
Driving with the hubby and I see a bunch of bikers having a cookout. Out of the blue and I don't know why I said this, " People look down on bikers but I bet if the house across the street catches fire this men would run into it to save the little old lady" and I pointed to the house.
That was the first time I've ever driven down that street. We just moved to the neighborhood. My husband and weren't even talking just listening to music.
That night at 2am that house that I pointed to burned down and an elderly woman died.
I was walking to work one really early winter morning, and about 30 feet from my house it felt like it got significantly colder. I zipped up my jacket and kept walking, about a third of the way to work the light I was going to cross at went out. No crash I could hear or anything obvious, it just went from green to dead. I thought, "weird but I got work to do." At the half way point, with no sun light anywhere, a street light way ahead of me went out. I stopped because as it flickered before dying it made me uneasy. I stood for less than a minute, and all the streetlights in front of me, starting from the closest to the first light, started flickering and going out, and it was only the ones on my side of the road. At this point I said nope, turned around, went home and called in. I heard sirens later in the morning but was not going to investigate. Been maybe 5 years and it still freaks me out when a street light suddenly flickers and goes out.
On Reddit one night, I read that thread where the OP hallucinated weird stuff until a commenter suggested that he check for a carbon monoxide leak. The commenter probably saved his life. I went to bed thinking, “Oh yeah, I never did check whether my new house’s smoke alarms also detect carbon monoxide. I need to check that out in the morning.”
At maybe 6 AM, my wife and I awoke to our fire alarms screeching, with a recorded voice telling us carbon monoxide was detected. We grabbed the baby and the dog, piled into our car in the driveway, and called the fire department to check it out. After they tested, they told us no carbon monoxide was detected, but sometimes fire alarms behave unexpectedly when their batteries are low.
This was maybe 5 years after moving into a house that’s new construction, so yes, I was super delinquent in checking it. It wasn’t even the first time I’d read that story on Reddit. Anyway, there is absolutely a logical explanation: an improbable but possible coincidence. But that’s how I ended up spending huge piles of money on a bunch of Nest Protect units, so I could at least get a pleasant phone notification when my alarms’ batteries are low.
When I was younger, in elementary school, I used to have the same dream every weekend starting on Saturday (when I would go to sleep) and then waking up in the middle of the night (on Sunday) and throwing up. The dream was always a bunch of numbers. Not even anything happening just a bunch of random jumbled up numbers all over the place. I never understood why that happened where the same dream would happen on the same night every week and I would throw up every single time. I always think about it and wonder what it was or if it was just some weird coincidence. Also I would not have any signs of being sick before or after. Maybe someone else has experienced this???
Was at my girlfriend’s house and in the kitchen chatting with her and her daughter, when I see one of my shoes, which I’d taken off next to the door, drop from two feet high from thin air. My girlfriend didn’t see it but her ten year old daughter did. I still remember the slap sound as it hit the ground and rolled onto its side.
I have no explanation other than a ghost, of which I fully believe in but had never experienced previously.
So theres this band called birthday massacre that a weeb introduced to me in the 7th grade. They were Japanese spoke Japanese and seemed all around wierd. Watched some of thier videos for a few months, forgot about them. 6 years later start listening to them again accept all thier music is in English, watch all the videos same thing accept the band is white. I still have no clue what the f*ck happened.
A car going 50-60 kpm hit both of my knees in 2008 (it was 100% my fault, I wasn't paying attention when I crossed the road) and not only I didn't have any broken bone whatsoever, I dind't even fall. (I did flinch quite a lot, though.)
My knees and leg hurt for about 2 days, but I really can't explain how a car going relatively fast hit me only got me to have barely more than a couple bruises.
Something similar happened to my dad, but the car threw him into the air. most of the injuries were minor from him hitting the concrete. Doctors said because he wasn't expecting it he didn't tense his body. The body being relaxed allowed it flex and not take as much damage.
I was driving to work on a two lane highway, and I was going about 65 in a 45 zone when for some reason I got the feeling that I should slow down.
I don’t know why that thought came into my head as I was a young douchebag who sped all the time, but it was strong enough that I let off the gas and slowed down tho the speed limit and right then, like 30 seconds later, a guy in a pickup pulled out of a parking lot right in front of me. I got on the brakes, but still t-boned him hard enough to knock the bed clean off his truck, and totaled both vehicles.
Neither of us were injured, but hard to say what effect another 20 mph would have had on that...
Had a dream that I got a phone call saying my brother that I haven't seen in 10 years had died. Two days later I got a call that he actually had died.
When I was 8 I had one of those life size rag dolls with yarn hair. one night I woke up and she was waving her arms around while placed on my bean bag.
I know it’s not malicious, I know it sounds crazy. I know it sounds like I was dreaming...but I wasn’t. she was moving around all by herself. to this day I don’t f*ck with dolls.
My grandpa died, and after about a year or two, my baby brother went looking for him in my grandpa’s room. My parents thought I was with him, as he was laughing and babbling, and seemed entertained, which knowing him, would be if someone else was there. But I was in my room. And my parents were downstairs. 30 minutes goes by, parents start looking for him, and find him just there. He’s not playing with anything in the room. Just lying there. Now, he still goes into that room. Looking for him. I wonder if he had seen his ghost, or something like that.
I swear my 4 year old can read my mind or we think on the same wavelength sometimes. I’ve randomly thought of a specific food (ie ice cream which we rarely have) and he ask me “can we get ice cream?”. Or I’ll be thinking about my mom and he’ll ask “can we go to grandmas?”.
Very strange coincidences and moments where I have a sudden understanding I’m completely in the exact time and place I am suppose to be in, and everything that ever happened in my life had led me to that exact moment
whelp. something weird goes on for me, I don't know if it is alike in any way. it goes something like this: I am worrying about something for about a year then someone says something and poof it is gone, I feel great .... then 3 seconds later I feel even more bad (sorry I can't seem to be able to spell the right word).
As a young teen, my friend and I were playing with a Ouija board. Being a curious virgin, I asked it the name of the first girl I would sleep with. It spelled out the name 'N-A-N-C-Y'. Neither of us knew anyone named Nancy, so we both laughed and moved on. I didn't touch a Ouija board again until 3 years later, at a house party. We were all taking turns asking it silly questions. One person in the group was a girl I had just met that evening. Her name was Nancy...and you can probably imagine how my night ended. Very, very weird.
Ouija boards sound cool, but NOT for the same reason as you, OP.
I will never forget witnessing this moment:
In my physics gen ed last year, we were split up in groups and working on a lab. A guy at another table let out a yell while extending his arms, and fell headfirst off his chair. The very second in between his yell and hitting the floor, a beeping started going off in the room, followed by the words “an emergency is happening in your building. Please evacuate at the nearest exit.” and accompanied by flashing lights.
The guy is having a seizure on the floor, so all we’re focusing on is getting him help. A campus police officer comes in and tells us the rest of the science buildings have already evacuated for the fire alarm. Most of us leave to give some space to the people helping the guy.
While outside, we’re talking amongst ourselves, absolutely baffled by the coinciding events we just witnessed. Did the flashing of the alarm trigger epilepsy? No, because he was already on the floor by the time the lights kicked in. Was there some kind of sensor on him that alerted when his body was experiencing an emergency? No, because it was his first seizure.
Just reading it might sound lame, but witnessing it and working out what was happening in real time was just eerie.
TL;DR: I watched a guy start having his first scary-looking seizure the MILLISECOND before the building’s fire alarm went off.
After putting my daughter to sleep, she was around 4 or 5 at the time I laid next to her for a while to go to sleep as well but I could not fall asleep. For some reason I kept thinking of my daughter’s name in my head and she woke up and said what mom? And I told her, I didn’t say anything sweetie and she said yes you did you kept saying my name over and over.
Another time I dreamed that the father of my kids had shot his brother in law with a gun. I woke up crying and told him about my dream and he told me that it was very strange since he had been thinking of shooting him that night.
I have that with my daughter and husband. They've both responded to things I've thought but not said. They've even gotten angry at my thoughts.
Had a baby bottle next to me on the couch while holding my baby. I reached for it and it wasn’t there so I got up searched everywhere. Tore out the cushions and put them back. Then gave up and made a new bottle. I sat back down and the bottle was there again
Sounds like sleep deprivation. When my kids were babies and not sleeping through the night, I experienced stuff like this all the time. Lack of sleep can do funny things to your brain.
I've shared this story before, but when I was 17 I was at my friend's apartment building, which his parents owned. It was a pretty old building in the Pilsen neighborhood of Chicago, and according to his dad it used to be owned by Al Capone, but I'm not sure how true that was. We had an apartment on the top floor that they let us use to just hang out and it allowed us easy access to the attic (it had a lock but we had a key) so we could go out to the roof and smoke cigarettes.
One night, we were about to go up, but I had to pee, so I told him I'd meet him up there. After I was done, I went up the stairs to the attic portion that was connected to the roof. There were no lights, so we always used our phones to guide us. We had those old flip phones without lights, so you only had the light from the screen to help navigate the cluttered mess that was up there.
As I made my way to the roof door, I saw a shadow pass by me. Now this wasn't like the shadow of something moving with the light of my phone, this shadow felt solid like a person. I followed the direction it went thinking it was my friend. I kept saying that I knew it was him and to stop playing around. It passed me a few more times, before heading to the other side of the attic and that's when I heard my friends voice from downstairs.
He got a call from his girlfriend and was in another room talking to her the whole time. It really freaked me out, since I know I was following something, so I basically jumped down the stairs. I told my friend what happened and that I did not want to go back up there and he agreed, so we decided to go for a walk instead.
Driving through Michigan. Saw a green orb sitting in the middle of the sky. Then all of a sudden it moved very quickly past the horizon. I was with a friend and we were both quiet after seeing it until she finally said “ am I crazy? Or did you see that weird green orb too”.
Now I do believe we are not alone in the universe. But I generally do t believe there are lots of “alien or UFO” visitations. But this, this sticks with me to the day.
Were you in Paulding MI? https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paulding_Light
I was walking between bars in a college town and felt something hit me in the back. I turned around and saw a cue ball rolling down the sidewalk. I then spent the next 5 minutes walking up and down the street trying to figure out who threw it or what happened. I never found anyone, and I still have the cue ball.
When I was 10 I had a radio and bean bag chair in my room. As I was starting to fall asleep the radio suddenly changed the channel multiple times before I heard the bean bag chair in my room slowly fold in on its self making the noise a bean bag chair would make if someone where to sit in it. Not sure what caused this but certainly freaked me out
Uh I have one! When I was a kid I’d sometimes wake up in the middle of the night. It happens but the weird part is that I have this feeling of immense fear and all of a sudden I would hear really loud sounds. An example is hearing an orchestra play a note off key for a few seconds and then suddenly silence. It was awful. I use to think it was paranormal but now I’m 100% sure it isn’t. I still have no idea what caused those insane moments to happen. I know for sure I was awake and I know it wasn’t sleep paralysis cause I would be able to move. It was just a really strange thing that would happen to me. If anyone else has gone through that or knows what it is please do tell!
Oh and I also use to feel like I’m falling when I’m laying in bed. I would jolt up in fear like “what the f*ck was that?” I know others have felt that too. Just find it weird how our bodies and mind can create really powerful illusions or trick ourselves into thinking we’re falling or hearing a live concert while laying in bed.
So one night I'm driving home from a friend's place, it's pretty late, like two or three in the morning. I live in the suburbs and the streets are relatively tight so I am typically driving pretty slow (don't speed in your neighborhood, happy neighbors are good neighbors).
I'm nearing the turn to enter my close and from a distance I see what looks to be someone outside. Pretty unusual this time of night as it's all young families and retiree's around me. As I get closer it's definitely a kid which is even stranger, like, doesn't this kid have parents? They're standing directly under the street light with a rain coat on (not raining) and their hood up over their head so that the shadow cast completely covers their face.
I know my neighborhood pretty well and while I don't know most by name, you know who has kids and who doesn't. This corner house 100% doesn't have any kids. That kids gaze was locked onto my truck, unwavering, turning their head and staring straight at me as I slowly pass, turning right towards my house, this kid only a few feet away. This kid did a full 180 with their body and watched me drive down my street.
While I only live six or so houses into the close, it's just enough I lost site of the kid. It was super unsettling, I couldn't even quite explain to you the feeling I got from it. I back into my driveway, put my truck in park, think about what I saw, and say f it, Ive got to check this out. Back into drive and back down the street, maybe twenty seconds, tops, since I passed and kids gone. Vanished. The roads are straight enough in any given direction that in that short amount of time that kid would of had to straight up sprint to stand a chance of being out of site.
F*cking demon child is gone. I went home, parked quick and didn't take my time getting inside and locking the door. To this day never saw the kid again or anything that's given me a bad vibe like that. Damned if I know what was going on.. if it was a prank, hats off, you did it kid.
TLDR: Creepy a*s kid disappeared after staring me down in the middle of the night.
Bf, his sister, and I visit their cousin and his roomie to cook dinner and hang out. The television is on, on a movie channel, w the sound turned down. While we’re prepping & eating dinner, a Robert Duvall movie is on. Shortly after dinner, the sister takes the bf home bc he’s not feeling well. By this time, a different movie is playing, also starring Robert Duval. I sit down in the living room, look at the screen, and say, “Robert Duval again? Huh - what is this...Robert Duvall night?” About five minutes later, the sister returns, we greet her, get fresh drinks, and she sits down where I had been sitting, looks at the screen, and says, “Robert Duval again? Huh - what is this...Robert Duval night?” with the exact same inflection and tone I had just used. Cousin, roomie, and I all almost jump out of our skins...
Lol, we have this joke at my house. It can hardly be original. It started for us with a double showing of 8 Legged Freaks and Ready to Rumble. One of us said “what is it, David Arquette night”
I was about 18-20 (around 2008) and in the backseat of the car going down the highway. It wasn't windy out in the slightest (unless you count the wind from the car going 60mph on the highway, but that's irrelevant). We're going between two large hills (not mountains, but they're about 50ft+ tall) and atop one of the hills is what looks like an all black hot air balloon kind of thing, but not made of cloth or fabric. It's clearly metal and had no basket and it has no sunlight shine/reflection, like a black matte color.
No wind, but this thing is moving like you see UFOs zip around in movies. It's literally going like 100+ MPH all over the place in different directions and turning upside down and sideways super fast. There were several cars pulled over on the side of the highway with people outside gawking at it. We didn't pull over but mom and dad also commented that they had no f-ing clue what it was and had never seen anything like it before.
My dad tried rationalizing that it was a fallen weather balloon, but it looked nothing like a weather balloon on google images. Someone else I told this to said it was probably a broken hot-air balloon, but this was very clearly not made of anything flexible like cloth, it was very stiff and not 100% the exact same shape.
In middle school there was a period of time where I thought my life was being recorded like on the Truman Show and I would have my inside voice narrate my actions in the third person all the time. It was automatic, not me consciously doing it. Felt like I was an actor in my own life. One day it just stopped.
Not sure if it was a period of psychosis like the Truman Show delusion or what. I only vaguely remember it happening now. I felt like it happened for at least a year but I could be wrong.
I had this as a kid as well, for some time a voice in me described and commented all my actions as in a reality documentary, and I had the feeling to be filmed all the time. It was in the 70s, where none of these TV documentaries existed. Kid's strong Imagination, I think.
I once saw a car without a driver on the interstate and there was even someone in the passenger seat talking to literally nobody in the driver seat
I went to uni in a big city.
A guy and I met online and started talking.
Found out we were moving into the same building in the same month.
We started dating.
We broke up. He moved on hella fast.
I moved apartments at the end of my contract.
He and his fiancé moved across the hall from me one week after I did.
It sucked. And was weird.
When I was probably 14 I had a paper route. Once, my cousin slept over the night before and delivered with me. There’s a wooded area in the backyard and when we opened the garage door to leave that morning, there was some strange noise coming from there. To this day, we don’t know how to describe it other than that it sounded like a pterodactyl. It was this extremely loud squawking it seemed. Scared the sh*t out of us. We went back inside and left out the front door and could still hear it from down the street. Neither of us ever heard it again. So strange and still have no idea what it was.
Lol, someone in our neighborhood has a Maccaw. You can hear him squawking blocks away.
I was out on a deep sea fishing boat just a few miles off Cape Canaveral before a shuttle launch. We hear this loud rumbling noise come across the water. Everybody heard it, and we all assumed it was the launch but couldn’t locate it. Then we see the shuttle climb its trail of rocket exhaust into space...silently.
That is not the order in which those things are supposed to happen according to...physics.
The sound wave hit you long after the initial launch happened, which was too far away for you to see. By the time you could see it way up in the air, it was too far away to hear it. That is most certainly the order in which those things are supposed to happen.
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
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